“Firestorm” Johnathan Mills stands in the line up at a soup kitchen. He deals out dollops of mashed potatoes to homeless people, taking care to study the face of each person that walks by.
Johnathan Mills had reunited, however briefly, with his first cousin at the asylum on Killswitch Island. Now the only other living relative…that he knows of…is in the wind. He didn’t get the chance to ask Tabitha Osborne where his father might have gone to ground from the nefarious Armand von Krauss, but he was fairly certain that the man was going to go dark if he was going to go dark.
Thomas Mills, better known to much of the wrestling world as Troy Adkins, was a man who played the part of the homeless bum well. He may have had money from a small lab here and there that created designer drugs and booze, but he didn’t often take on a permanent residence.
That’s when things would happen that you really don’t want to know about. Johnathan knows for certain. He was in such a facility in Hawaii that mass produced drugs and fulfilled the other vices of tourists and locals alike when it was attacked and he was killed by a man called Hammerhand.
Killed. The concept still gives Johnathan pause as he tries with all of his might to remember how it is that he made it back to the plane of the living. He remembered everything going dark in Hawaii and then waking up hundreds of miles away with a verbal contract to a shitty wrestling company that never made it off of the ground. He even cut promos for that company for them to never have him even get into the ring for a single show.
It was something for another day. the mystery of his Rebirth was destined to be just that. A mystery.
So, Johnathan Mills began instead to try to find his father. Maybe his father would know something about his mysterious rebirth.
Not that it was an easy task to try to find someone who might not even be in the soup kitchen out of the many in the town. It might even be that he wasn’t even in San Diego.
Johnathan finished up working the evening and began going person to person as they ate their given food with a picture in hand.
JOHNATHAN MILLS: Have you seen this person? Thomas Mills? Troy Adkins? These are his names? Maybe even Raymond Lancaster?
The answer that Johnathan would get would be a steady “No” or “No, I didn’t see him”.
Johnathan began to give up hope and decided to make his way to a local gym instead so that he can work out instead of hoping that someone may have seen Thomas Mills or even purchased from him.
JOHNATHAN MILLS: Well, I guess I need to try a different place. Prepare for my tag team match with-
Johnathan looks up from his downcast gaze, nearly running into someone. He looks up to see Jessica Tendonin, nearly bumping into her.
JESSICA TENDONIN: Have you managed to find your father? I used the picture that you gave me, but I haven’t seen him at all. You sure that he’s worth all of this effort? I did see him in the ring before. Filthy.
Johnathan just smiles, shaking his head with a chuckle.
JESSICA TENDONIN: No worry. If this is what you want, I won’t stand in your way. A few years ago, when my jet went down, I thought I lost my cousin forever. Thought I’d never see her again. I cried for days. And then, she turned up. She was never on the jet. We’ll find your father.
Jessica reached out and put her hand on Mills’ shoulder, reassuring him.
Johnathan pats the hand on his shoulder with a warm grin.
JOHNATHAN MILLS: Thank you. Your support means a lot. Now we have a match coming up? A tag team match against who?
JESSICA TENDONIN: They call themselves Hellfire. Which is funny, because the only hot thing about their team is the fact that Emily Desmond is seemingly nearly as unstoppable as myself and Paige Lewis. They’ve been jockeying for the SCW World Tag Team Championship since it was introduced, but have as yet failed. It’s actually been a while since the belts were defended…
JOHNATHAN MILLS: Hellfire. Sounds like more villains in funny suits. Desmond sounds familiar though. I think I’m to be kicking her butt soon enough for a title. Alternative title?
JESSICA TENDONIN: Yeah. The kid has skill, though. Be careful. She’s surpassed my record for time as Champion. Of course, it could be argued that she only has the championship because I’m not after it. I built that belt up back in the day, though, and it’s time for someone else to raise it up.
Johnathan laughs, raising an imaginary title over his head.
JOHNATHAN MILLS: Alternative and tag team champion right he-
Johnthan stops talking when a homeless bum bumps into him from a dark alley.
BUM: Hey, Troy. It’s about time you came back. That fellow with the clowns get done with you? You bring the goods? I been feigning!
JOHNATHAN MILLS: I’m not Troy, I’m…wait. What man with the clowns?
Jessica raised her eyebrows, but said nothing. She remembered well the antics of her former partner.
BUM: The man with the clowns! I was in North Carolina when I bought from him last. He said he was on his way here when the man riding the motorcycle with the clowns took him! Who are you to be looking all like him?
JOHNATHAN MILLS: His son? Do you know this man? Tell me!
Johnathan grabs the bum by the front of the shirt, ready to bash him in the face when he begins to cower and cry.
BUM: I don’t know! I don’t know! If he introduced himself, I was fucking high! If you can get me high again, maybe I will remember…
Johnathan back hands the bum, sending him running.
JOHNATHAN MILLS: There’s a man who rides with clowns working for XCW. Gabriel Tuck. After the show, I’m heading for their location to find him. I’ll drag the answers out of him by force if I must.
JESSICA TENDONIN: Wait, Gabriel Tuck? I thought motorcycles and clowns sounded familiar. He was in SCW not too long ago.
Jessica wracked her brain, trying to remember the last time she saw him in SCW…it may have been early this year or some time late last year.
Johnathan nods with a grin.
JOHNATHAN MILLS: I saw that. I watched a good amount of the archived shows while getting ready to come work for the place. Wanna train instead of dealing with drama?
Brian is seen sitting at a table with Andrew, LT, Jessica, and Requiem all in seats with plates of Spaghetti in front of them. The maid comes around pouring wine in the glasses, while the butler is attending to the needs of everyone.
Brian: “You know, I am getting sick of all these pour fucking ingrates wearing masks coming down to the ring attacking me. I know Curtis is behind all of this, and I swear the games he is playing are starting to make me lose my cool!”
Andrew: “Well, I can say this, I still won’t come to work for SCW, but I will be there whenever you need me. Just ask, I don’t need a damn contract to come kick ass and take names.”
Jessica, LT and Requiem all laugh as Brian smiles shaking his head in agreement.
Jessica: “I still wonder who they are going to place against us for the Tag Team Titles.”
Brian: “Well, it really doesn’t matter who they put in the ring against us, I am going to dominate just like I have been and like I said I am going to do. Paige is about to learn. Just like Neela done, she was 2-0 against me and when it comes down to it I took the World Title home with me for The Empire like I said I was gonna do.”
LT: “You know, I been wondering who those two men were in the masks. I have a feeling all this is personal Brian.”
Brian: “You know, I taught Curtis all he knows and honestly. Well, I already know there are plenty of guys who I have done pissed off over the past 10 years. Curt found a few guys that with all them together thinks they can top the DEA.”
They all laugh. They are all finishing their meals as the maid comes around taking all the dirty dishes from them. Brian takes a blunt out and lights it up. Taking a few hits he passes a case around the table where if they want. Brian has blunts rolled up and is offering each of them one to smoke after their dinner. He gets up as the rest of them do and they all walk into the living room. He takes one final hit as he sits down in his Lazy Boy propping his feet up. Each of his friends all take their seats as Brian turns on the TV.
Jessica: “You know, after we get done watching this movie I think you should go cut your promo for this upcoming match. I’m surprised that this masked man hasn’t broken his silence.”
Brian: “Great minds think alike Jess, I already called the camera crew. They are going to be here in about two hours.”
They watch the Dead Pool 2 as they wait for the camera crew to show up.
************ Two Hours Later ************
The final credits are rolling as the camera pans around the room. You can tell from the empty beer bottles and blunt roaches that The DEA has been relaxing just waiting till the clock runs out for the upcoming Overdrive. This is going to be the turning point for not only SCW, but for The DEA as well. There are a few new members that is going to be unveiled in the upcoming weeks. As long as a ground breaking announcement from Brian himself. The camera man has grown inpatient waiting for Brian to finally say something. But, Brian being Brian, he has made the man wait for the last 15 minutes of the movie as well as making him wait as he Rolled a blunt and taking a personal phone call. He finally looks up at the camera.
Brian: “Come out come out where ever you are! Hiding behind some mask doesn’t place any fear in my heart. Honestly that makes me look at you like you are nothing but some punk bitch. Scared of being beaten each and every time that I see you walking through the hall ways in the back stage. I ask you, are you the same punk that has been jumping me and the rest of my team over the past few months? Are you some new guy looking to make a name for himself? Or are you some returning star using our match to shock the world?”
He chuckles to himself.
“It doesn’t matter. It doesn’t matter if you are Nate fucking Redman coming out of retirement, or if you are Eric Herrera looking to finally get his win over me. Or whoever else you could be. You want to know why? Because I am proving a point right now and you got the shit end of the stick. Because you come across Brian Kennedy when he is one pissed off son of a bitch. You caught me when I have to do nothing less than beat the shit out of each and every person placed across from me in the ring. You come as such of a bad time that I am going to tell you here and now that I am sorry. I am sorry that I am not sorry. I hold not one ounce of remorse for what I am going to do to you when we get in the ring.”
He pauses for a few moments to allow what he has just said to sink in for those who have a problem understanding the simple English that Brian uses when he speaks.
“You might wonder why. Wondering why I would use such force when we square off in the ring. Well. Allow me to break this down for you in a few different ways that I hope you can grasp. Because I don’t want you to come back later saying that you wasn’t warned. In case you have been under some rock for the past 15 years. I am Brian Kennedy. The Living Legend. The One-Man Apocalypse, I am a one-man wrecking crew and you sir are the next stepping stone that I will use in my climb back to the top of the food chain. You see, I had to take some time off for the past few years and I just come back last year. And well, you stand in my way. You have a few choices you need to consider.”
He looks deep in the camera. You can tell from the look on his face that he means business.
“This is a one-time offer. You can Get down or Lay down. That is the most simple way I can bring it to you. Either you can be with us or you can be against us. I have to tell you. It would be better to just join us. Because here is the cons. The biggest one is, you will never have a shot at getting a Title here in SCW. The DEA holds The Tag Titles. Which those belts will not be going anywhere any time soon. I am going to be The World Champion here again at the PPV for the second time. Then Jess holds the International Title and the rest. Well, I am making it my sole mission to make sure that The Alliance holds all the titles. Meaning you don’t hold a snow ball’s chance in hell at getting anywhere past where you are now. Just a curtain Jerker. A no-body, just a speck of dust floating around the arena wishing that you mattered to just one person. When in reality, you don’t matter to anyone.”
Brian looks down at his watch.
“With that being said, come out come out where ever you are. If you’re not some little bitch. And it’s time I switch it up a bit. It doesn’t matter if you take this personal. Because I just don’t give a fuck,”
February 22nd, 2017
Camera Status: Off
The table was laden with food. During her timeouts with Dragasha, the Paraguayan wasn’t aware of some of her physiological issues. There were consequences. Dragasha often forgot to feed herself regularly. There was also the issue of injuries. Because Dragasha thrived on almost unlimited adrenaline, she often wasn’t aware of how injured she was. As Jessica sat at the table, eating a gyro, she closed her eyes in happiness.
Stuffing her face like this, she knew she’d pay for it later, but she didn’t care. On the other side of the table, her three children watched her, shocked, having never seen her eat so much. Only Lucius paid his wife no mind, and he ravaged a shoulder sandwich. After finishing another plate, Jessica looked around the table, glancing at Jessica II. Her heir had wanted Pizza, and thus, she had gotten pizza. Ashley wanted fried chicken, and Lucius Kevin wanted cereal.
Jessica: Are you three not hungry?
Jessica II: Momma eating fast…don’t want choke…
Jessica: Momma has to get big and strong again.
Lucius: If Momma keeps eating so much, the only thing that’ll get big is her butt.
Lucius: It’s true!
The children laughed, and they continued eating. Jessica felt like she hadn’t eaten in weeks – and with Dragasha, that wasn’t impossible. Later, Jessica and Lucius were looking at bank statements that came the day prior. Jessica looked at the total for outbound transactions on one of her larger accounts, and after reading it a second and third time, she flipped out.
Jessica: SHE SPENT HOW MUCH!?
Lucius looked up excitedly, having been making some markings on the notepad on his lap. In shock, he knocked his glass of vodka off the table.
Lucius: What’s wrong, dear?
Jessica: What in the holy hell did she spend two billion dollars on?!
Lucius: Oh…yeah. She…kinda went a little crazy. She bought a couple of yachts.
Jessica: To do WHAT with?
Lucius: I think she just liked them. Personally, I do like the Project At-
Jessica: Wait, she got the Project Atom?
Lucius: That’s what she called it.
Jessica: That still only account for maybe a quarter billion. Dammit…burning through my fucking money.
Lucius: She also…did a thing with a shuttle.
Jessica set the paper down and looked at her husband, her eyes twitching.
Jessica: Husband…please tell me she did not buy a goddamn space shuttle…
Lucius: Don’t be silly, dear. Space Shuttles cost hundred of billions. Not even you can afford to actually buy one.
The Paraguayan tilted her head, challenging the idea.
Lucius: Okay, maybe one or two. But no, she didn’t buy one. Just did a thing. I honestly don’t know what she was planning with it, but it’s been ready, for whatever, for about two days.
Jessica: Every damn time…there is always ridiculous aftermath, because she has no impulse control.
Jessica sat down and began writing, shaking her head.
February 23rd, 2017
Aboard the Gulfstream G650
Enroute to MCO, Florida
Camera Status: Off
Lucius had tried to talk her out of it. It was unsurprising, really. It was extremely dangerous. Even she was sure she should follow through with it. But, she wanted to do something exhilarating. And, the money had already been spent. That was on Jessica’s mind as she heard her uncle’s over the PA.
Pilot: Final Approach to Orlando. Buckle up back there.
Jessica did as told. She couldn’t believe she was actually doing this. It was madness. Her equipment was already ready to be transferred, and her Mustang had been brought up from Miami.
After landing, Jessica loaded her things into her Mustang before kissing her uncle’s goodbye as they prepared to take the bird back to Cleveland. Looking around the airport, Jessica noted another private jet coming in on final approach. She watched it for several moments, even after it had landed. She had always loved jets and planes. After buying her first several years ago, she bought another. The original had been lost in a crash with one of her cousins on board. Thinking of J. Natalia brought a tear to her eyes as she climbed into the Mustang.
The next morning dawned bright and warm, as was expected. Jessica had been warned that sudden changes in the weather could affect the project. Today, though, as she parted her hotel room windows, she knew it would be a good day for another flight. And so it was, she bathed and dressed before heading out to the Kennedy Space Center. The complex was a bit over an hour away from the hotel, but the drive was pleasant.
Arriving, Jessica passed through several checkpoints before parking her vehicle. As she looked across the field, she saw the majestic vehicle again, this time in the daylight. Again, she felt a sharp pang. She could do this from at home – there was no need to go so over the top. In the back of her mind, she felt an uneasiness that she couldn’t explain. Several things this year so far had not gone the way she wanted; considering how horribly wrong THIS could go, she hoped the trend would end.
Before it would be time to load into the vehicle, Jessica had to attend a final safety class. As she walked in, she again felt that sharp, sudden flash of apprehension. Something bad was going to happen. She pushed the thought from her mind and sat for the class. It was a lot of information to take in in the two hour session, but at the end of it, she gritted her teeth as she stood and marched off to the locker room to begin dressing.
Heading out to the platform, Jessica noted the local news crews that had began to arrived; it was expected. You couldn’t REALLY hide something like this, after all. There was a trolley that would take them to the platform to begin entering the vehicle. Riding it, Jessica smiled and nodded as the pilot told her about the history of the vehicle being used today. She felt herself becoming frozen with fear. There was still time to back out. No, she wouldn’t do that. This was already all paid for; it would be silly to waste the amount of money this had cost.
And so, an hour later, the full crew were strapped in and Jessica’s equipment had been stowed, as well. The time had come. It was too late to escape now. She was committed. The vehicle began to shake as the engines fired up. Out the windows, she saw the massive clouds of smoke begin to form and rise.
The Paraguayan closed her eyes, trying to fight the images of seeing the space shuttle break up into pieces like the Challenger. And then, she saw the Challenger.
Horrified, she squirmed in the seat, trying to shake the image from her head, but it was there, now, and she couldn’t make it leave. The analyst, Ryan, next to her looked over.
Ryan: Hey, you’ll be alright. Just relax.
How could he be so sure, though? Jessica began breathing faster as she tried to say the words she hoped would get her off of the shuttle and back on the ground. She admitted it to herself, then and there, she was afraid. Her pride broke as she stared up into the sky. She was afraid. But it was too late.
And the ride began. Jessica closed her eyes and began reciting the lyrics to her theme music. I’m Good, I’m Good, I’m Great. She repeated this over and over until she heard the pilot state that they had reached Escape Velocity. Not only had they gone too far to turn back, the only direction left was up, and out of the atmosphere. And then, she saw the darkness get darker as they left the planets pull. They were free of Earth’s gravity well.
As she had been advised the trip upward had taken roughly ten minutes. Only a few minutes later, they were in orbit. After a system check both onboard the craft and at Mission Control on the ground, they were certain the flight had gone off without a hitch. Jessica unstrapped herself and removed the suit so that she could begin.
February 24th, 2017
Aboard Space Shuttle Atlantis
Camera Status: On
The scene began with a panning image of Planet earth from the window of the space shuttle. Then, it landed on the floating form of Jessica Tendonin. With Zero Gravity, the image was a bit surreal. Her red hair flowed freely as she floated with her arms crossed. As she began, her green eyes blinked slowly.
Jessica: I’ve always striven to push limits, exceed expectations, to awe. And to that end, my work can speak for itself. I came to EWC with the single goal of prover that even though I’d stepped away to raise my children, I still wasn’t the woman to mess with. I didn’t come to EWC with championship goals.
My desire for EWC gold began on June 5th, 2016. Scars and Stripes. I had competed earlier in the night, in the Brawl versus Rampage match, and was the last eliminated from the Rampage Team before CBK won it for the Friday Night Crew. What I remember about that night, however, is watching Shelley Silver wrest the EWC United States Championship away from Alexis Morrison in a ladder match before she hightailed it to Brawl.
But you see, even before then, I’d defeated Morrison one on one, in a non title match. And then, I would go on to defeat Silver, in a one on one non title match. Of course she went on to lose it to Luke Wolfe. And that is where the biggest stain in my EWC career began. I was pitted against the man who called himself the Messiah. A man who surrounded himself with minions lower than himself not to raise them up, but rather, to make himself feel better as he marched among ants.
In my first singles loss in all of 2016, Luke Wolfe got the scratch in the W column on that night. But, it wasn’t over. You see, Luke Wolfe still had what I wanted now. The United States Championship. And at Uncensored, I finally got my chance, after waiting for four months. And, in arguably my biggest match in EWC thus far, and in fact all of EWC…I failed.
In this business, sometimes, stuff becomes personal. And while personal can be fun, it clouds judgement, and dilutes the thinking process. On Halloween, I was so focused on proving I was tougher than Luke wolfe was, that I lost sight of the actual goal. And because of that tunnel vision, in my quest to simply hurt Luke Wolfe, and beat him to the end of his life…I lost.
Look, it’s a known fact that JTC helped Luke Wolfe in that match; he’s even admitted it to me via twitter, saying Luke came to him begging. But, that’s neither here nor there. Fact is, I lost. And to a degree, I’ve made peace with it. I’ve lost before, I’ll lose again. I went back home and told myself I would climb that ladder again. I would work to reach Number One Contender Status Again.
November. It was time for the season finales to begin. I called up President Mac and told him I am the hardest woman on his payroll, and wanted a chance to prove it. And so, I put in the overtime; I went to Rampage, won, went to FSW, won, and then, finally, on Brawl, I went, and I shut that shit down by leaving Red Dragon a quivering mess in the ring.
That night, Michael Saint called me, and offered me another chance at the United States title. But, it would be against The Emerald, Drew Stevenson. And, to make it worthwhile, it was a ladder match. Stevenson is one hell of a competitor; and his name is well known among the greats in this business. But at Wrestlefest…my greed for the United States Championship would not allow me to leave without victory.
Even against the third pace winner of King of the Cage, the Dragon roared and fought with such a ferocity that in the end, nothing could stop me from climbing the ladder. Not the asthma attack, not the broken nose, not the bruised ribs, nothing.
Jessica paused now, and reached up, off camera. Then, she pulled down the briefcase she’d won at WrestleFest. It was still dented and bloodstained. Staring at it for but a moment, she looked into the camera again.
Jessica: For four months, it’s eaten me up inside that I failed to win that Unites States Championship. But…for the last two…I’ve had a sliver of hope. Griffin Hawkins…the new EWC United States Champion. As I sat in the hospital, hearing those words, my heart was a bit broken. I wanted to be the one to end Luke Wolfe’s reign of terror.
No matter. It’s been done, and congratulations have already been said. Griffin, you’re no Luke Wolfe. And at the same time, I’m no Billy Feral. When I faced off against Luke Wolfe, I was blinded by rage, and wanted to hurt him. But you…I don’t have that same Kill Bill mindset. What I have is the immense drive to be the best. At Hardcore Revolution, my goal isn’t to hurt you, or send you to the Emergency Room, but if that is what it takes…then so be it.
The goal is to finally become the EWC United States Champion. At Hardcore Revolution, you’re entering my playground. I will do whatever it takes to leave as the United States Champion, because for me, failure is a burden so horrifying that I’d do anything to avoid it. I don’t want to say I’m the best. I want to show it. And if that means I have to climb a hundred ladders, hit you with a hundred chairs, and put you through a hundred tables, then that is what I will do.
Griffin, you are, without doubt the greatest EWC TV Champion of all time. The precedent you set will stand for a long time, and I mean more than just the amount of time you carried the belt. But the thing is, you never faced anyone who wanted it enough. You might even recall that I refused to take place in a free for all a while back, with the winner getting a shot at it. But when it comes to that United States Championship, I didn’t walk in and say I wanted it yesterday, and I didn’t find myself in this position by pure chance like the like of Eddie Crank.
I’ve fought my way to be here, Griffin, as have you. At Hardcore Revolution, I’m proving I’m still not the woman to mess with, and I’m leaving the arena as the United States Champion. I am committed to that, and I will not be swayed. You’re entering my playground, Griffin, and contrary to the name…I don’t play…I win.
Jessica pointed out a window, and the camera panned a bit. The earth was shown.
Jessica: I’m not coming back down there just to lose, Griffin. I’d tell you to count the days, but I’ve already done that for you. Seventy. That is the number. You’re at Sixty-seven right now, so I want you to savor the next 72 hours, because that is how many you have left with the EWC United States Championship in your clutch.
The scene ended now, zooming out from Jessica as it faded to black.
In a shocking turn of events, former SCW Champion, Brian Kennedy has been named the challenger for the SCW World Heavyweight Championship, currently held by Paige Lewis. Lewis and Kennedy are no strangers to each other. Lewis has bested Kennedy twice already in Singles action, taking him down shortly after losing the championship to his associate, Jessica Tendonin, and then a second time after regaining the championship. Kennedy is the first person to have held the original SCW Championship to be named a challenger for the new world title.
Paige Lewis arrived in SCW when the doors reopened, and in short order, she’d picked up the SCW North American Championship. An impressive feat for the hearing impaired rookie, but she then topped that accolade by defeating Drew Stevenson to become the first ever SCW World Heavyweight Champion. Lewis turned back challenges from Priest and Jacina before finally succumbing to Jessica Tendonin after an 8 month reign. Lewis would regain the championship 77 days later, making her the first two time SCW world champion, and making Tendonin the shortest reigning champion, in SCW history. At Spring Meltdown 2018, Lewis recreated her success of the previous years’ event by leaving as the World Heavyweight Champion, defeating Alzy Hawkshaw in the process.
Brian Kennedy arrived in SCW in 2012, and quickly earn himself a shot at then SCW Champion, Neela Shizeguma. Kennedy was unsuccessful in his first attempt, but when granted a rematch, he managed to take Neela down and become the second SCW Champion. His reign was halted, however, by Brian Brewster, nephew of the legendary Lynn “Wildcat” Brewster. After that, Kennedy was unfocused, and failed in his rematch, and then vanished from SCW. He would return at SCW: Reunion, taking on Jordan Post, though the match ended in a draw.
Now, these two will collide for a third time. The tally is 2-0 in Lewis’ favor. Can Brian Kennedy manage to do what only Jessica Tendonin has done, and stop Paige Lewis? Both have a lot of wind under their sails, with Kennedy coming off a victory against Jonathan Mills, and Lewis having battled and defeated Hall of Hendrickson Inductee, Fury. At TLC, these two will determine the future of the SCW World Heavyweight Championship. This battle is sure to be a showstopper. DO NOT MISS IT!
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Chester See – Sean Foster
Chris Harris – Chris Desmond
Chris Hemsworth – Lucius Tendonin
Danny Glover – Wayne Miller
Drake – Terel Walker
Elisa Cuthbert – Allie Queen
Eliza Taylor – Paige Lewis
Ellen Page – Emily Desmond
Gal Gadot – Jacina
Justin Gabriel- Rich Anderson
Kiersey Clemons – Cassie Mason
Kristin Kreuk – Larissa
Maria Kanellis Bennett – Jessica Tendonin
Susan Coffey – Anne Carpenter
Triple H – Brian Kennedy
“Chinese National Anthem”- Larissa
AC-DC- “Big Gun”- Rich Anderson
Cradle of Filth – “Hell Awaits” – Chris Desmond
Drake -” 0 to 100″ – Terel Walker
Hot Tag Media Works – “Spotlight” – Paige Lewis
Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds – “Carry Me” – Lucius Tendonin
No Doubt – “I’m Just a Girl” – Emily Desmond
The Weeknd – “Party Monster” – Jessica Tendonin
Paige Lewis – Palegreen
Wayne Miller – Dodgerblue
Allie Queen – Violet
Jacina – Yellow
Anne Carpenter – HotPink
Jessica Tendonin – Salmon
Chris Desmond – MediumSpringGreen
Emily Desmond – LawnGreen
I spoke to Star and Jordan, original owners of SCW, about reopening SCW, in late 2016, early 2017. We talked and agreed to give me full control. I successfully got us going again in February of 2017. At the time, I set a goal, that if we lasted a year without crippling issues, I’d build a fully functioned website for us to compliment our forums.
Late last year, the forum used by SCW was forced to convert to Zetaboards. We did so, and worked around things. For a while, we were getting settled with Zetaboards. I believe it was in 2017 when Zathyus was bought by Tapatalk. Now, I was not aware of this at the time. In May of this year, I became aware that conversions to Tapatalk would be happening, and they would be mandatory, and we would not have the option of when to do it. Conversions began in July.
Again, I became aware of this in May, but a timeline of conversions was not given at the time. The impression I took was that it would be quite some time. I’ve seen two feds I’ve been part of be converted in the last week, and it is not pretty, at all. I, however, have been preparing for this day, though it came sooner than I thought.
Still. SCW is ready for this conversion. Back in May, I knew we were leaving our forum. I laid out three options.
1. Edit this website to post shows, cards, and promos here.
2. Use Ben Halkum’s script software.
3. Buy InvisionPower Board/Community.
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So, welcome to SCW’s official site, and welcome to the future of our brand.
Live on SCW.COM, September 15th, 2018!
Valley View Casino Center
San Diego, California
Main Event Jessica Tendonin(c) and Jonathan Mills vs Hellfire
The SCW universe gets a special treat, as a tag team match will main event the last show before the TLC Pay Per View. Hellfire will be taking on the team of Jessica Tendonin and Jonathan Mills. Mills and Tendonin are no strangers to each other, though. In fact, the pair are former tag team champions together. They pair have not seen each other in years, let alone tagged together. Can Hellfire use this to their advantage, or will the International Champion and the Number One Contender for the Alternative Champion prove that they can still work together.
Brian Kennedy vs Masked Avenger
Brian Kennedy is the number one contender for Paige Lewis’ SCW World Heavyweight Championship, but before that, he must tangle with SCW newcomer, Masked Avenger. Can Kennedy keep his momentum going as he looks to become the second person to ever defeat Paige Lewis, and become the first person to hold both of SCW’s world titles? Or, will Masked Avenger make good on his promise to cleanse SCW?
Larissa vs Fury vs Jacina SCW International Heavyweight Championship Number One Contendership Match
Triple Threat Match
Larissa fell to Alzy Hawkshaw at the previous event, and Fury tried valiantly, but even she couldn’t stop Paige Lewis. Jacina hasn’t competed in several weeks. Now, all three will meet for some redemption. As an added bonus, the winner will meet Jessica Tendonin at TLC for a shot at the International Championship.
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Promo Deadline 1: 9/5/2018 11:59 PM EST
Promo Deadline 2: 9/8/2018 11:59 PM EST
Segment Deadline: 9/12/2018 11:59 PM EST
RP Limit: 2 Per Person | 3 Per Person (title matches)
As My Name Is Human by Highly Suspect begins to play through the arena, a video montage is shown. Previous SCW stars are briefly shown, followed by current stars. Next, every champion in SCW history was shown, starting with Brian Brewster and Cam Davitt as SCW Tag Team Champions, The Ryders as SCW Tag Team Champions, Cam Davitt and Lynn Brewster as SCW Tag Team Champions, Empire as SCW World Tag Team Champion, DEA as SCW World Tag Team Champions, Jesse Owusu as SCW North American Champion, Lucius Tendonin during his first reign as SCW North American Champion, Stefanos Los Rios as SCW North American Champion, Jacina as SCW North American Champion, Lucius Tendonin during his second reign as SCW North American Champion, Red Dragon as SCW North American Champion, Macy Kane as SCW North American Champion, Paige Lewis as SCW North American Champion, Jessica Tendonin as North American Champion, Rich Anderson as SCW North American Heavyweight Champion, Jessica Tendonin as SCW International Heavyweight Champion.
Lucius Tendonin as SCW Alternative Champion, Jessica Tendonin in her first reign as SCW Alternative Champion, Priest in his first reign as SCW Alternative Champion, Jessica Tendonin in her second reign as SCW Alternative Champion, Requiem as SCW Alternative Champion, Adatu Urakih as SCW Alternative Champion, Priest in his second reign as SCW Alternative Champion, Emily Desmond as SCW Alternative champion, Neela Shizeguma as SCW World Champion, Brian Kennedy as SCW World Champion, Brian Brewster as SCW World Champion, Paige Lewis as the SCW World Heavyweight Champion, Jessica Tendonin as the SCW World Heavyweight Champion, and lastly, Paige Lewis as the SCW World Heavyweight Champion in her second reign.
The SCW Commentary Team is shown now, Allie Queen and Wayne Miller.
Wayne: Live from the Prudential Center, this is Overdrive 47! And we’ve got an awesome show tonight!
Allie: Paige Lewis in action for the first time since defeating Alzy Hawkshaw at Spring Meltdown, over three months ago!
Wayne: And against the Wrath of the Desert, Fury!
Allie: And in the main event, we have Brian Kennedy facing Jonathan Mills, who debuted here in SCW with a shot at the SCW Alternative Championship!
Wayne: Wait, we’ve got someone coming out now!
Big Gun by AC/DC hit the PA system and the crowd cheered. A few seconds later, the SCW North American Heavyweight Champion emerged onstage. He wore the belt around his waist, visible under his glowing jacket. As the crowd applauded, he began making his way to the ring. Sliding into the ring, he caught a mic that was tossed to him and signaled for his music to be cut.
Rich Anderson: So, here we are, in Newark, New Jersey for SCW Overdrive 48. SCW Physicians have told me I should be at home, resting up. But I can’t do that. No. I want to know who had the gall to attack me from behind a few weeks ago. So, which one of you cowards in the back was it? Come on out, and face me, face to face!
The crowd rustles, but the stage remains empty.
Allie Queen: The way it should be, face to face!
Wayne Miller: Rich not taking this lying down, and I respect it.
Rich Anderson: It figures, you can attack me from behind, but can face me straight up. I’ve done a bit of research, and I have an idea of who it was. This person has a pending shot at this championship. Perhaps instead of waiting their turn, they wanted to take me out, so that this championship would be held up. Jessica Tendonin! Come out here and tell me to my face why you attacked me from behind at Overdrive 47!
The crowd popped with shock at the accusation.
Allie Queen: What is he talking about?! Jessica Tendonin isn’t even scheduled to be here tonight.
Wayne Miller: She does have a pending shot at the belt, though. Makes you wonder. I’ve gotta say, calling out the International Heavyweight Champion takes balls, though!
Rich Anderson: It figures, you stay back there like a cowa-
Party Monster by The Weeknd began playing through the arena audio system as the crowd exploded..
“I’m Good, I’m Good, I’m Great!”
After a few seconds, Jessica Tendonin walked out onto the stage, the SCW International Heavyweight Championship around her waist. She stood there for a moment, raising both arms above her head, posing for the fans who cheered her. Jessica then began walking down the ramp, slowly lowering her arms.
Jessica reached the ring and stood for a moment, looking around at the arena. Basking in the cheers, Jessica smiled as she climbed into the ring. She walked to the nearest turnbuckle and climbed it, posing for the crowd. Jessica unhooked the belt from her waist and held it in the air.
Jessica jumped down from the second rope, and turned to Rich Anderson as her music died down. Someone handed her a mic.
Jessica Tendonin: Rich Anderson…SCW North American Champion. First of all, I don’t think I formally congratulated you on your win. Congratulations.
Rich Anderson: Thank you!
Jessica looked at Rich sharply before continuing.
Jessica Tendonin: Now, let’s get down to bidness. While it’s true that I have a shot at that championship, you’re forgetting something very important.
Rich Anderson: And what would that be?
The North American Champion took a step toward the International Champion.
Allie Queen: Rich looks ready to go here, and if these two start going at it, I don’t think even Mr. Walker could pull them apart.
Wayne Miller: Man’s gotta do what he’s gotta do!
Jessica Tendonin: I have been, the SCW World Heavyweight Champion, International Heavyweight Champion, North American Heavyweight Champion, and the SCW Alternative Champion. They call me the most decorated woman in this company’s history, that’s an understatement. The fact is, I’m the most decorated person in this company period, male or female. The the nearest competitor is my husband, with three championship reigns. I have held every singles championship in this company.
If I wanted to kick your ass, I wouldn’t need to attack you from behind. If I wanted your championship right now, I would not need to attack you from behind. I did not attack you a few weeks ago. In fact, I wasn’t even in the building. I was at home with my family. So, I don’t appreciate this accusation.
Rich Anderson: And what if I say I don’t believe you?
Jessica stepped closer to Rich, and looked down at him, right in the eyes.
Jessica Tendonin: Then, I’d say I really don’t give a flying-
“Fuck Being On Some Chill Shit!”
0 to 100 by Drake hit the PA system and the crowd popped. A moment later, Terel Walker came out on stage, holding a mic. He wore a dark blue suit with a gray tie as he looked around the arena. Then, he began walking down the ramp. Reaching the ring, he climbed in quickly and signaled for his music to be cut.
Mr. Walker: Okay, okay, okay. Let’s slow this all down. First off, let’s get some breathing room; both of you, take a few steps back, close your eyes, and take a deep breath. Alright? Yeah….woosa…
The pair of champions looked at each other, and then at the man who signs their paychecks and stepped back.
Mr. Walker: Alright. So, first things first. Welcome to the show, both of you. Haven’t seen you two in months. As for this attack on Rich Anderson, Mr. Anderson, have you got any proof of who attacked you, be it Jessica or anyone else?
Rich Anderson: No, I don’t, but-
Mr. Walker held up a hand.
Mr. Walker: Then, I can’t have you harassing people. We have a philosophy in this country. Innocent until proven guilty. I’ll have to insist that this accusation against the International Heavyweight Champion be rescinded until such a time that proof to the contrary arises.
The pair locked eyes for a moment. Then, Rich nodded.
Rich Anderson: I’m sorry, Jessica. But don’t get too excited, because if I find any evidence-
Mr. Walker: You will bring it directly to me, and I will deal with the guilty party accordingly.
Rich Anderson: Yeah…whatever…
Allie Queen: Mr. Walker putting his foot down, and Rich doesn’t look happy about it.
Wayne Miller: This ain’t the hill to die on.
With that, the SCW North American Heavyweight Champion dropped his mic and rolled out of the ring, walked up the ramp, and went back stage. Mr. Walker turned to Jessica.
Mr. Walker: Jessica.
Jessica Tendonin: Terel.
Mr. Walker raised an eyebrow at the International Heavyweight Champion.
Allie Queen: Calling the boss by his first name. Brave!
Wayne Miller: These two go back like a punch.
Mr. Walker: Bring your wrestling gear next show.
The crowd roared now with excitement.
Allie Queen: Jessica Tendonin in action at Overdrive 49!
Wayne Miller: But against who?!
Jessica began laughing as she dropped her microphone and exited the ring. The laughing continued up the ramp. In the ring, Mr. Walker began laughing as well as the scene went to commercial.
Anne Carpenter: Ladies and gentlemen, our opening bout of the evening is scheduled for a single fall. Introducing first, from London, Ontario, Canada, he is the No Limits Phenomenon, Alzy Hawkshaw!
Raining Blood by Slayer plays as the lights start flashing red. Alzy Hawkshaw walks out onto the stage, and paused before making his way to the ring.
Allie Queen: Alzy Hawkshaw takes on SCW newcomer Larissa tonight, and he’s definitely going to be looking for a win, after being bested by Brian Kennedy at the last show.
Wayne Miller: Brian Kennedy was given a challenge by Mr. Walker to impress him, if he wanted a shot at Paige Lewis and the gold. Beating Alzy Hawkshaw was impressive. Tonight, he has another chance to impress the boss.
Alzy circled the ring as his music died down.
Anne Carpenter: And his opponent, from Shanghai, Larissa!
Larissa came out on stage and stepped onto a pedestal. It began rotating slowly while she held her hands up in the air. After a few revolutions, it slowed to a stop and Larissa stepped off and began making her way to the ring. Coming down the ramp, she removed a compact mirror and began admiring herself.
Allie Queen: Larissa seems to be a big fan of Larissa.
Wayne Miller: She’d better get serious quick. Once that bell rings, Alzy means business! We’re talking about the man who took Paige Lewis to the absolute limit back at Spring Meltdown. So many times, it seems like he had her finished!
The bell rang and the pair met in the center. Alzy threw the first punch, catching Larissa off guard. She staggered backwards, and then ducked a clothesline.
Allie Queen: Alzy fires the first shot, and it connects! Oh, and a miss!
Wayne Miller: And the legsweep.
Larissa had taken Alzy down with a Leg Sweep, but the Canadian quickly rolled back to his knees. Alzy then dodged a kick, and stood up. Grabbing Larissa by the hair, he yanked her backwards, sending her to the mat. Alzy followed up with an elbow drop, but Larissa rolled out of the way.
Allie Queen: We talked about matches these two have been involved in recently, but who knows what the future holds. We know Hellfire is still angling for a shot at the Tag Team Championship. Where would you say Larissa has her sights set?
Wayne Miller: Hard to say as we’ve only recently met her. Maybe she has her sights set on the Alternative Championship. Perhaps the International Championship. It’s really up in the air right now.
Both wrestlers were back on their feet now, and Larissa caught Alzy in the midsection with a kick. A kick to the side of the head sent Alzy to the mat, where Larissa tried to apply an armbar, but Alzy broke it up.
Allie Queen: Early submission attempt from Larissa, but Alzy easily fights it off.
Wayne Miller: Alzy doesn’t look happy about that armbar!
Larissa got to her feet and when Alzy was standing, he took her down with a Clothesline. Alzy the dropped to his knees and rolled Larissa up.
Allie Queen: Pin by Alzy!
Wayne Miller: Wait! He’s holding her tights! Ref doesn’t see it!
The referee got down on the mat and began counting.
Allie Queen: It’s over, Alzy Hawkshaw steal a win here tonight!
Wayne Miller: The ref didn’t see him holding onto her tights, the count is official!
As Alzy slid out of the ring, Larissa argued with the referee, trying to tell him that Alzy was holding her tights. The referee kept pointing to his three held up fingers.
Anne Carpenter: Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of this match, Alzy Hawkshaw!
Alzy sneered as he walked backwards up the ramp.
WINNER: ALZY HAWKSHAW
Backstage, Jenna Carson is standing by with one of SCW’s newest signees, Miranda Jones.
Jenna: Miranda Jones, thank you for joining me here. At Overdrive 47, you picked up a win over Larissa, starting off here in SCW with a win. You’re not booking to compete tonight, but there are surely lots looking forward to your next match.
Miranda: It was exciting to compete in my first SCW match. Toppling Larissa in my first match was exciting. This is all just…exciting!
Jenna: As we just saw, Larissa has just fallen to Alzy Hawkshaw. There was a possibility that you may have been booked against her again tonight, but Mr. Walker put Alzy in action instead. How would you have felt about facing her again?
Miranda paused for a moment before replying.
Miranda: If that was how it happened, I think it would have been interesting to face her again. See what we could learn from each other this time. Who knows, I may have come up short.
Jenna: What are your goals here in SCW?
Miranda: I want to earn myself a shot at the North American Heavyweight Championship. I will work hard to earn it, though. I don’t want it handed to me. I know it will be hard work, and I’m prepared for that.
Before Miranda could continue, SCW Hall of Famer, and SCW International Heavyweight Champion, Jessica Tendonin walked into the frame, the championship over her shoulder.
Jessica: Miranda…nice to see you again.
Jenna: Wait…you two know each other?
Miranda: Jessica and I both worked for EWC at the same time.
Jessica: I saw your match at the last Overdrive. You’ve been training, I see. Congratulations on your first win.
Miranda: Why thank you, ma’am!
Jenna: Miranda, I guess I don’t need to introduce you two, then. Jessica is an SCW Legend, and has won every singles championship in SCW.
Jessica: I’m also tag team champion by association.
The three women laughed for a moment.
Jessica: I believe I heard you say you were looking to get after the North American Heavyweight Championship?
Miranda: Yes, eventually.
Jessica: I have no doubt you’ll earn a shot eventually. Hard work pays off around here, and is rewarded. If you ever want to spar, or even meet for coffee, call me.
Miranda: I will!
Jessica tousled Miranda’s hair with a smile before walking away. Miranda giggled briefly.
Jenna: Allie, Wayne, back to you!
Anne Carpenter: Ladies and gentlemen, the following non title contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from San Diego, California, weighing in at 180lbs, she is The Wrath of the Desert…FURY!!!
The intro to “Zombie” hits as the fans stand in anticipation. A pyro shoots up from the entrance ramp as Vero walks out to the ramp with a scowl on her face. She begins her slow descent down the ramp with her still not acknowledging the crowd nor making any contact. Once she reaches the end of the entrance ramp, she looks at the crowd around her, surveying her surroundings before running towards the ring and sliding under the ropes.
She heads straight for the upper left turnbuckle and climbs it surveying the crowd without any taunt, like an animal stalking their prey. She then heads towards the opposite turnbuckle and does the same. She descends the top right turnbuckle and does stretches using the ropes as she waits for the bell to ring or for her opponent to arrive.
Allie Queen: Fury missed a step a few weeks back, but in a strange turn of events, she’s taking on the SCW World Heavyweight Champion here tonight!
Wayne Miller: Can you imagine what happens if Fury manages to knock off the World Heavyweight Champion? Only one person has ever done it!
The crowd began rustling excitedly. Anna lifted her microphone.
Anne Carpenter: And her opponent…standing five feet and eight inches tall, weighing one hundred and fifty five pounds, she is a former SCW North American Champion, the only two time world champion in SCW history, hailing from London, England, the Black Princess of London…she is the SCW World Heavyweight Champion, the Dragon Slayer…PAIGE LEWIS!
The crowd exploded as Spotlight by Hot Tag – Media Works hit the PA system. After about ten seconds, Lewis walked out onto the stage, not wearing her signature greatcoat. The SCW World Heavyweight Championship was around her waist as she beamed to the crowd. Lewis turned her back to the ring, swaying her hips a bit before spinning on her heel to face the ring. The woman continued down the ramp.
Allie Queen: The Champion has her work cut out for her, as she takes on Veronica Rodriguez.
Wayne Miller: This match is set to be main event caliber, I tell you. A bonafide legend in the industry taking on a future Hall of Famer.
Halfway down the ramp, Paige stopped and looked on either side of the ramp. A young girl was holding up a sign that said “Hug Me, Paige!” The champion smiled, seeing this and walked over to her, and hugged the girl, making her turn red. The crowd popped as Paige made her way to the ring, and began walking up the steps.
Allie Queen: Paige and her fans have a unique connection. There seems to always be an exchange of affection.
Wayne Miller: Well, she did kinda show up out of nowhere, and shoot to the top. And the people love her.
In the ring, Paige stood in the center of the ring and danced a bit to her music, moving her head, hips, and clapping her hands. The referee was checking Fury for weapons as Paige’s music died down, and then came over to check the champion.
Allie Queen: I don’t envy the referee in this encounter.
Wayne Miller: We’ve seen a vicious streak out of Paige as of late, but we know Fury is a bit twisted as well.
The bell rang and the pair of women stared at each other for a second before charging at each other. Both stood five foot eight inches, but Fury had almost thirty pounds on the champion. Whereas Fury charged all the way to the center of the ring, Paige literally threw herself at Fury, taking her down.
Allie Queen: The Champion gets the first take down!
Wayne Miller: Off the cuff moves like that will keep any opponent on their toes.
Paige was back on her feet first, but Fury was not far behind. Paige took an elbow strike to the face, staggering her backwards. Fury then tackled the champion to the mat and began slamming her head into the mat until the referee got to a count of 4.
Allie Queen: Fury knows that getting disqualified here is not the way to go.
Wayne Miller: Obviously, the power and experience edge go to Fury, but we’ve seen Paige overcome amazing odds in the past.
Paige got to her feet and Fury charged at her, going for a Clothesline, but Paige countered, hooking her outstretched arm with her own, and then catching Fury’s other arm with her legs for a Crucifix takedown.
Allie Queen: Nice crucifix by the champion!
Wayne Miller: Everchanging repertoire of moves by Paige will make her a truly versatile champion for some time to come.
Paige got to her feet quickly and grabbed Fury by the hair, yanking her up. Paige jumped up vertically, and landed on Fury’s shoulders, and leaned backwards, going for a Hurricanranna, but Fury kept her footing.
Allie Queen: Fury with a counter there, and this is not the position Paige wants to be in.
Wayne Miller: No, it’s not and – oh shit!
In the ring, Fury drove Paige head first into the mat, and held onto her, and repeated the action a second time, followed by a third. The crowd roared with disapproval as Fury released Paige. Fury went to apron as the dazed champion struggled to her hands and knees. Fury launched herself to the top rope, and then into the ring. Fury nailed Paige with perfect precision, driving her face into the mat, busting her open.
Allie Queen: Fury is really taking it to champion! Paige has been busted open by Fury.
Fury picked the dazed Paige up, and shoved her head between her thighs. Fury then picked Paige up in the Powerbomb position, and drove her downward, sticking her knee out, and sending Paige into it.
Allie Queen: That’s hard to watch. My god.
Wayne Miller: Ladies and gentlemen, if you’re just joining us, what you’re seeing, along with us here in the arena, is something that we’ve never seen before. Paige Lewis is being completely and methodically taken apart by Fury!
Fury rolled Paige onto her back and covered her.
The crowd popped as Paige kicked out, but Fury stayed on the attack. The veteran dragged the champion across the ring to a corner, and began stomping her upper body. The referee began his count and Fury backed off at 4 again. Fury yanked Paige up out of the corner and whipped her across the ring. Paige tripped and fell to the mat, halfway across the ring.
Allie Queen: Fury is absolutely decimating our World Heavyweight Champion!
Wayne Miller: If you’re backstage watching this, you’re thinking to yourself, Fury has arrived in SCW, and even Paige Lewis is having trouble.
Allie Queen: If fury is beating Paige Lewis down like this, what chance does anyone else stand against her?
Wayne Miller: I can think of a very select few who wouldn’t be in this position against Fury right now.
Fury stalked Paige from behind as the champion struggled to get to her hands and knees. When she got to her feet a moment later, Fury grabbed her head from behind and drove her downward to the mat.
Allie Queen: WRATH OF THE DESERT!
Wayne Miller: Paige Lewis’ perfect record for 2018 is in danger right now!
Fury quickly hooked Paige’s leg and pinned her. The referee hit the deck and began counting.
The audience roared with excitement as the referee held up two fingers.
Allie Queen: SHE KICKED OUT! PAIGE LEWIS KICKED OUT!
Wayne Miller: Calm down before you have a heart attack!
Fury stood up, and pulled Paige to her knees. Then, Paige reached up and grabbed Fury’s hair, yanking the veteran onto her shoulders. Then, Paige took Fury to the mat with a Fireman Carry Takedown, and floated over her to hook her leg for a pin. The crowd cheered as the referee began counting.
Allie Queen: Paige is about to steal one!
Wayne Miller: There’s the count!
Allie Queen: Fury kicks out!
Wayne Miller: This was a mere heartbeat from being over, ladies and gentlemen!
Allie Queen: Split second reactions like that are what have made Paige Lewis so versatile. But Fury has still put a beating on the champion here, this match is still very much in her favor!
Paige got to her feet, and was a bit shaky, but she pulled Fury up to her feet and then ducked behind her. Paige wrapped her arms around Fury and went for a German Suplex. Fury locked her legs around Paige’s legs and blocked the move. Paige released Fury, and when she turned around, Paige took her down with a Dropkick.
Wayne Miller: Paige was setting Fury up, but the larger, more experienced woman was able to easily block the German Suplex.
Allie Queen: And it’s good for her that she was able to. We’ve seen Paige do amazing things after a few German Suplex.
Both women are on their feet now. Fury swings. Paige parries. Paige moves in with a kick. Fursy sidestepped her. Paige turned around and took a punch to the face. Paige staggered backwards and and Fury charged at her. Paige dodged and rammed Fury into the ring post.
Wayne Miller: Paige is trying to mount a stable comeback.
Allie Queen: Imagine if these two were going at it for the World Heavyweight Championship?
As Fury staggered out of the corner, Paige moved in and caught her around the middle. This time, Fury couldn’t block the German Suplex. As Fury slammed into the mat, Paige rolled into a corner and stopped in a crouched position. The crowd popped, knowing what was coming next.
Wayne Miller: Paige is in position, and if Fury doesn’t see this coming, it could be the beginning of the end!
Allie Queen: Win or lose, Fury has sent a very clear message to the rest of the locker room! “I can hang with the World Heavyweight Champion!”
Fury got to her feet, back turned to Paige. When Fury turned, Paige shot out of the corner like a cannonball, and collided with fury in the center of the ring. The arena shook as the fans cheered for the World Heavyweight Champion.
Wayne Miller: SPEAR! PAIGE CAUGHT FURY WITH A SPEAR!
Allie Queen: SHE’S GOING UPSTAIRS NOW!
Indeed, Paige was gingerly climbing the turnbuckle. At the top, she gauged the distance before jumping. The Shooting Star Press was a work of art as the Londoner soared through the air. The crowd cheered, sensing the end was near. Paige slammed into the mat as Fury rolled out of the way.
Wayne Miller: At the last damn second!
Allie Queen: Ladies and gentlemen, this was almost over, right there!
Fury crawled over to Paige, and within a few seconds, had her locked up in the Koji Clutch. Paige began struggling, but Fury had it locked in.
Wayne Miller: KOJI CLUTCH!
Allie Queen: And it’s applied masterfully! There is no escape!
Fury had the hold locked in, but Paige was fighting to get out of it. Paige used her legs to leverage herself and rolled over. She was still not close enough to the ropes for a break, and was on her back.
Wayne Miller: That Koji clutch is tighter than a pigs anus! She’d better get to the ropes!
Allie Queen: How the fuck do you know how tight a pigs asshole is?!
Wayne Miller: My cousin grew up on a farm!
Allie Queen: Oh my God, stop talking!
Paige lifted her hips, managing to roll Fury back enough to get both shoulders on the mat. The referee couldn’t see it yet.
Allie Queen: I think Paige is trying to leverage herself into a cover! Smart thinking! Fury will be forced to either be pinned or release the hold!
Finally, the referee saw what was happening and began counting.
The crowd popped as Fury released the hold and got her shoulder up just before the three count.
Wayne Miller: Paige Lewis forces Fury to release the Koji Clutch!
Allie Queen: What innovation! I have to believe we were seconds away fro Fury putting Paige down for the count!
Fury was back on his feet first. She stalked Paige, and then charged at her when she got up. Paige sidestepped the charging Fury, and when the latter turned, Paige hit her with a Super Kick. Paige quickly covered Fury.
Allie Queen: The British Power! Paige nailed the British Power!
A roar of excited went up from the crowd as the match continued after Fury kicked out.
Wayne Miller: This a main event quality match, ladies and gentlemen! Both of these women are showing they are at the top of their craft!
Allie Queen: I can’t believe Fury kicked out of the British Power.
Paige got to her feet and dragged Fury towards a corner before picking her up. Fury went for Clothesline, but Paige ducked it and nailed Fury with a German Suplex. The crowd popped as Fury hit the mat. Paige dragged herself to the corner, and to the top rope. The front of her attire was covered in blood, as was most of her face.
Wayne Miller: She’s going for it again!
Allie Queen: Fury dodged it once already, but Paige is determined!
Paige stood atop the turnbuckle, and put her left index finger over her lips, and a hush settled over the arena. And then, the SCW World Heavyweight Champion launched herself into the air.
Wayne Miller: BLACK STAR FALLING!!!
Allie Queen: There she goes!
Instead of flipping once, Paige flipped twice in the air before hurtling toward the mat where Fury was waiting, still dazed. Flesh met flesh and a groan was heard. Paige hooked Fury’s leg, and the referee dropped to his knees to begin the count.
The bell rang as the crowd went crazy.
Wayne Miller: That’s it! This one is over!
Allie Queen: Paige Lewis has just defeated The Wrath of the Desert, Fury! Paige Lewis Wins!
Paige rolled away from Fury and lay on her back as Anne began making the announcement.
Anne Carpenter: Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner, the SCW World Heavyweight Champion…PAIGE LEWIS!!
WINNER: PAIGE LEWIS
As The SCW World Heavyweight Championship was laid next to Paige, she remained laying down. The Arena then went dark as We Can Be Saved by Jeff Beal began playing.
Wayne Miller: Hey! Is that…
Allie Queen: That’s Princess Kiya’s music! We haven’t seen her in ages!
After about thirty seconds, the lights slowly came on, dimly. Then, a figure walked out onto the stage and began walking towards the ring. It was the raggedly woman, now known as Princess Kiya, Paige Lewis’ mentor. The tall woman climbed into the ring upon reaching it. Fury was on her feet now, and the two women locked eyes.
Wayne Miller: Oh no…
Allie Queen: I’d hate to see this go down!
And then, Fury wasn’t alone. The SCW International Heavyweight Champion slid into the ring and stood at her side, staring at Princess Kiya. Fury turned and looked at Jessica Tendonin, shocked to see her.
Wayne Miller: Holy Shit! Jessica Tendonin is the only person to ever defeat Paige Lewis, and she did it after competing in another match earlier the same night. As for Fury, there is no love lost between those two women, either, with issues between their families going back years.
Allie Queen: This smells fishy! What if they all jump Fury right here and now?
Princess Kiya helped Paige to her feet, and handed her the SCW World Heavyweight Championship, and the pair exited the ring, eyeing the two hispanic women in the ring. When they were gone, Fury and Jessica turned to each other. Jessica grinned before backing away and exiting the ring, going back into the crowd.
Wayne Miller: What was that about?!
Allie Queen: I don’t know, but one thing is for sure, they both want what Paige has…the SCW World Heavyweight Championship.
The Cameras fade back in from commercial break when suddenly Sucker Punch by Korn featuring Skrillex blasts over the PA systems and no one has any idea who it is. The Being walks down down the ramp wearing an Mask and a Black hoodie with Black Jeans that go down all the way to the black leather wrestling boots. The being gets in to ring and then signals for a mic and then speaks into the mic testing testing testing. But the voice you can’t tell that if this being is mail nor female the voice sounds almost robotic. But speaks anyways.
????????????: For those of you who don’t know who I am My name is Masked Avenger. For those who want to know who I am it is for me to know and you to find out if and when I am ready to reveal myself. Til then all you in the SCW crowd will bow to me your superior and watch as I slay all my foes and all your so called heroes in the art of wrestling. You can love me hate me hate me I don’t care I am here to do one thing and one thing only and that is cleanse this roster of pretenders. Champions who do not deserve championships. Contenders that think they are the greatest thing in the world when one could simply not comprehend what I am capable of. I have wrestled around the globe and have never got treated with the respect I deserve. That brings me to SCW and this is where I will take no for an answer everyone in the back and most of all you people sitting in the seats will respect me I demand it. And that which I demand will be returned with better matches than you have ever seen here in SCW History.
The Masked Avenger pauses for a moment.
The Masked Avenger: All your minds are corrupt and I am here to Avenge myself and my credibility as a Wrestler and performer. My Message has been set but not yet delivered my intentions will be clear very soon. Until the wait till I make my in ring debut at Overdrive 49. See Ya there!!!
The Masked Avenger drops the mic and Sucker Punch by Korn featuring Skrillex blasts over The PA systems as the crowd boos and Masked Avenger left the ring and walked through the crowd.
Allie Queen: That was bizarre to say the least.
Wayne Miller: SCW is full of characters, I tell you.
Anne Carpenter: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is our main event of the evening, and it is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, he is the number one contender for the SCW Alternative Championship…Jonathan Mills!
Storm by Devin Townsend began playing through the arena sound system, and a few seconds later, Jonathan Mills came out on stage. Rubbing his hands together, he made her way down the ramp. Reaching the ring, he climbed in and nodded as he looked around the arena.
Allie Queen: Mills in his second match here in SCW, after debuting just one show ago, where he won a shot at the Alternative Championship!
Wayne Miller: Yes, and tonight, he has a chance to keep the momentum going. But Brian Kennedy is riding high after taking Alzy Hawkshaw down.
Mills paced as his music faded.
Anne Carpenter: And his opponent, from Canton, Ohio, he is one half of the SCW World Tag Team Champions…Brian Kennedy!
As the rhythm picks up after around a minute of music plays and the words start to work its way through the arena the lights cut out and a spot light shines at the top of the ramp. Brian is seen standing there with a smile, in his hand is a 20 lb sledge hammer.
He had alot to say.
He had alot of nothing to say.
(We’ll miss him. 2x)
He had alot to say.
He had alot of nothing to say.
(We’ll miss him. 2x)
(We’re gonna miss him. 2x)
Fire shoots out from the stage. Smoke rises from the stage as he starts to walk toward the ring. He stops about Half way to the ring as he flexes in front of the camera kissing his sledge hammer. He smirks in to the camera yelling snide remarks.
We wish you well.
You told us how you weren’t afraid to die.
Well so looooooong.
Or feel too down.
Not all martyrs see divinity.
But at least you tried.
He climbs up the steps and turns toward the crowd and taunts them by flipping them off and girls scream his name. He stops and turns back towards the crowd and jumps over the top rope and stands in the middle of the ring, he looks around and drops the sledge hammer and flexes as the flashes flow throughout the arena.
Standing above the crowd
he had a voice that was strong and loud.
(We’ll miss him. 2x)
Ranting and pointing his finger
at everything but his heart.
(We’ll miss him. 2x)
(We’re gonna miss him. 2x)
what it was that you had said to me,
like I care at alll.
But he was sooo louuud.
You sure could yell.
You took a stand on every little thing
and soooo louuuuuuuuud.
You, could be, the one, who saves, me from, my own, existence.
He climbs all the turnbuckles yet again doing a pose with his arms spread out wide from each one as the music fades.
Allie Queen: We’re about ready to get this thing going here, and we know two people in the back who should be watching closely.
Wayne Miller: Oh yeah, Emily Desmond, who is set to defend the Alternative Championship against Mills, and Paige Lewis, who knows she could very well wind up defending the SCW World Heavyweight Championship against Brian Kennedy!
As the bell rang and the SCW World Tag Team Championship was handed to the timekeeper, Kennedy and Mills met in the center. Mills threw the first punch, but Kennedy shrugged it off. The second and third, however, carried a bit more weight and Kennedy staggered backwards.
Allie Queen: Mills firing hard out the gate!
Wayne Miller: Oh calm down.
In the ring, Kennedy fired a few shots back, staggering Mills. Being the smaller of the two, Mills took the hits harder and doubled over after one to the midsection. Kennedy hit Mills from behind with a Double Axe Handle, sending him to his knees. Then, as Kennedy moved to stand in front of Mills, he was struck dangerously low in the gut.
Allie Queen: Mills better watch it! Another shot like that and the referee might get the wrong idea!
Wayne Miller: I’m gonna have to agree there.
Mills took Kennedy down with a DDT, and followed it up with several stomps. Kennedy got to his knees, and blocked a kick from Mills. Back on his feet, Kennedy whipped Mills across the ring. As Mills connected with the rope, he held on. Kennedy grunted before charging across the ring. Mills pulled the ropes down, and Kennedy went tumbling to the floor getting a pop from the crowd.
Allie Queen: Smart thinking there by Mills, as he can buy a moment of breathing.
Wayne Miller: Not if he does that!
Mills had launched himself over the top rope, and struck Kennedy with an Elbow. The pair both hit the floor again in a heap of flesh. As the referee began counting, Mills was stirring.
Allie Queen: If they don’t get moving, and back into the ring, this main event will be over!
Wayne Miller: Ballsy move by Mills, but perhaps not the best time for it.
Mills was back to his feet first, and he rolled into the ring under the bottom rope, and then back out, restarting the count. By now, Kennedy had recovered, and he rammed Mills into the ring post. Mills staggered off the ring post into a belly to belly suplex.
Allie Queen: I bet Mills is regretting taking it to the outside now.
Wayne Miller: Can’t win it from the outside.
Kennedy dragged Mills back into the ring, stopping the refs count at seven. A knee drop to the head of Mills, followed by an Elbow drop kept the SCW newcomer grounded. Kennedy got to his feet and began beating on his check with a roar.
Allie Queen: Kennedy signaling for the end!
Wayne Miller: Mills better watch out!
Mills staggered to his feet, his back turned to Kennedy. The former SCW Champion pounced, moving in like a flash. His hands around Mills’ midsection, Kennedy torqed his opponent into the air, and then back down to the mat. Then, he followed with a second German Suplex, and a third.
Allie Queen: That’s the War Cry!
Wayne Miller: We know what’s coming next!
Mills staggered to his feet, and Kennedy yanked his head to his side, put one of Mills’ arms over his neck. Then, Kennedy lifted Mills vertically into the air. Kennedy took a few steps before turning and slamming Mills to the mat. Kennedy covered Mills and the crowd began counting with the referee.
Allie Queen: Kennedy wins!
Wayne Miller: Kennedy looked damn good tonight, I can’t deny it!
Anne Carpenter: Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner, Brian Kennedy!
Eulogy by Tool began playing as Kennedy stood and had his hand raised. His SCW World Tag Team Championship was passed to him and he held it in the air. Mills sulked off into the crowd.
WINNER: BRIAN KENNEDY
All of a sudden, the lights go out, after a few seconds they flash several times and in the ring is Curtis with two other masked men. They are beating Brian with massive blows from sledge hammers each of them holds. The two pick Brian up and Curtis comes in with a huge blow to his face splitting Brian open. As his blood flows down his face he spits in Curtis’ face as he is leaning down talking trash.
Allie Queen: What the hell! Every fucking show this shit is happening now!
Wayne Miller:They are beating him like he stole something!
“I’m Good, I’m Good, I’m Great!”
The crowd pops as Party Monster by The Weeknd plays and Jessica and Lucius run down the ramp coming to the aid of Brian.
Allie Queen: Look and here comes Jessica and LT! Brian isn’t as alone as some of the back stage has thought!
Wayne Miller: OH MY GOD IT’S KRONIK!
Allie Queen: Kronik hasn’t been seen in a SCW Ring in Years!
Kronik jumped out of the crowd and hits the ring coming in with a huge spear on Curtis. Jessica came in and hits the first man with her International title knocking that man completely out. LT give a massive Big boot to the second masked man and then picks him up sending him to the outside. The impact can be heard throughout the arena. Kronik and LT checks on Brian as Curtis starts to stir.
Wayne Miller: DEA and Kronik manage to stop this attack, and now, Curtis has gotta be thinking about how bad of an idea this was!
Allie Queen: I think Jessica’s got something for Curtis!
Jessica is stalking Curtis as he gets to his feet she grabs him by the throat, and pumped him into the air, and then slammed him to the mat with a huge One Arm Chokeslam. Brian is getting to his feet and thanks LT and Kronik. Jessica gets Brian’s attention showing him Curtis ripe for the picking. He walks over to Curtis and picks him up. He gives the signal for the War Cry, he hits him with the first two German Suplexes, when he goes for the last he sends Curtis to the outside with the two masked men who are watching with their anger apparent.
The crowd exploded as Spotlight by Hot Tag – Media Works hit the PA system. After about ten seconds, Lewis walked out onto the stage, not wearing her signature greatcoat. The SCW World Heavyweight Championship was around her waist as she beamed to the crowd. Lewis lifted a microphone, and started with a chuckle.
Paige Lewis: Well, isn’t that nice. Kennedy getting his arse kicked yet again. Seriously, what is this, your 5th time getting jumped this year, Kennedy? And you think you’re suddenly somehow ready to face me again? Wake up, and snap out of that dream! Because if you think for one minu-
The titantron came to life, showing Mr. Walker.
Allie Queen: The Champion came out here to tease Kennedy, but it looks like the boss has something to say as well!
Wayne Miller: Oh, I think Paige is about to realize her foot is in her mouth!
Paige turned to look up at the titantron, and frowned. Mr. Walker began speaking.
Mr. Walker: Paige, champ…I’m glad you’re out there, because this announcement concerns you, as well. Now, Brian Kennedy…I told you to impress me. And…you’ve done that. So, at the next pay per view, it will be…Paige Lewis…defending the SCW World Heavyweight Championship…against Brian Kennedy!
The arena went into a frenzy as the announcement was made. Paige looked annoyed, but in the ring, Brian Kennedy was overjoyed.
Allie Queen: After years away, Kennedy is going to compete for the highest honor in SCW again!
Wayne Miller: But the question is, can he get it done!? Lewis has already bested him twice! That’s all for us, folks! Thanks for watching!
Overdrive went off the air with a split-screen of Paige Lewis and Brian Kennedy staring at each other.
“See, but don’t be seen.” That was the directive. The blonde was getting her first live field test. Paige Lewis considered herself a fair driver. Even with her hearing impairment, she’d finished top of her class in the driving program back home. She was most comfortable in her Mustang, but the organization had given her an old, slightly beaten, nondescript vehicle. Inconspicuous, that was the word used. She’d been sitting in the car for over an hour, looking at the photograph in her hand, and the entrance to the office building.
They were in Seattle, Washington for the operation. Her orders were to follow the man in the photo, and report back. After nearly two hours, she finally saw him exiting the building. A short, balding hispanic man, the target had a scar across his face. A tinted SUV pulled up to the front of the building. The organization had provided Paige with several instruments. The binoculars could see through tinted windows. She made a note of the 4 armed guards inside, as well as the two who walked him out of the building. A second SUV pulled up, and the pair of guards entered, before the two vehicles glided out of the lot.
Paige Lewis: Alright, they’re moving.
There was no answer in the earpiece, but Paige already knew what to do. Turning the engine over, she began following them. Flipping through the radio stations, she found some obnoxious metal station, and cranked it up. Tapping on the steering wheel, humming, dancing in the seat, and moving her head along with the music, someone looking directly at her wouldn’t think much. She’d pass as a college student getting “turnt.”
The entourage made one stop while in the business district. A Columbian restaurant. One of the associates of the target went inside, and came out with an envelope several minutes later. As they were leaving, Paige put on a hat and some large cheap sunglasses, and then changed the radio station. Country, it landed on. Perfect contrast to the metal from the last several minutes.
That evening, after Paige had been ordered back to headquarters, she was shocked to see one of the men she’d been following. One of the men who exited the building initially with the target. He had a badge clipped at his waist that identified him as FBI Special Agent Eric Rojas. He saw her staring and walked over to her, his hand extended.
Agent Rojas: So, you were following us?
Paige Lewis: Yes. Undercover?
Agent Rojas: 2 years of hard work, backed by 5 years of hard intel. You’re a good tail. I never saw you.
Paige Lewis: See, but don’t be seen.
Agent Rojas: Lt. Brown loves that phrase. Mind if I…have my hand back?
Paige hadn’t even realized she was still holding his hand. Blushing, she released his hand and looked away with an embarrassed smile.
Agent Rojas: So, you’re the British woman he can’t stop raving about. How’d you get involved with the organization?
Paige Lewis: I was doing an endurance course, and he liked what he saw, I suppose. He still hasn’t seen fit to enlighten me as to what this organization is, or what the purpose is. So long as it doesn’t interfere with my wrestling, I don’t really care about the details so far.
Agent Rojas: Wrestling? You doing some amatuer grappling?
The blonde felt herself standing a bit taller as she lengthen her back and puffed her chest out a bit.
Paige Lewis: I am a professional wrestler. I am the two time and current World Heavyweight Champion of the promotion I work for.
The hispanic man looked impressed.
Agent Rojas: Really? A little thing like you? I suppose now I see why Lt. Brown adores you. You’re much tougher than you look at first glance.
Paige Lewis: I do what I have to do to stay on top. Only been knocked off once. I learned an important lesson. So, if they’ve already placed you in his organization, why did I need to tail you?
Agent Rojas: Your training, of course. You may or may not become involved in this particular operation. And, it might be better if you don’t. You’re rather fair for his liking.
Just then, Lt. Brown beckoned Paige, and she said excused herself.
Lt. Brown: You did good today, Miss Lewis. You know the drill. Money will be deposited into your account within 48 hours, and if you come back, we’ll double it next time. This is visit 9, if I’m not mistaken. Jones! 9 is the quarter, yeah?
Someone answered back, “Nine’s the quarter, ten’s the half.” Lt. Brown chuckled a bit and led Paige to the elevator. She turned her head to see Agent Rojas eyeing her with a smile. She smiled back before looking forward.
Paige Lewis: So, you’ll eventually tell me what I’m training for, right?
Lt. Brown: I promised I would. In the past, this program, has let the trainees in on the secrets too soon. Let’s just say…it didn’t turn out well.
Paige Lewis: I see. Very well. You’ve still got me interested. Today’s exercises were interesting. It was nice to get outside today for one of them. Call me when you need me.
3 hours later, Paige Lewis was in the air, flying across the Atlantic, heading home. The business class seat was paid for by the organization. Paige was on the edge of napping. Closing her eyes, she thought about SCW. She had somehow withstood Alzy Hawkshaw. Even Princess Kiya was impressed with her. Something in her had indeed changed. Ever since she lost the belt to Jessica Tendonin at Survival, Paige had been driven to get a message across. The Black Princess was not to trifled with.
A smile came to her face. She had ran through Jessica Tendonin like a freight train with a maniac at the helm. Next, she earned herself a shot at the SCW Alternative Championship. She now realized she’d failed. The goal was to face Desmond for the belt before she reach a year, but Mr. Walker had other plans. Paige still had a pending match, but the issue was, Desmond now qualified to challenge her for the SCW World Heavyweight Championship at any time.
Paige pushed those thoughts from her mind. She had a more pressing matter to think about. Veronica Rodriguez. Fury, they called her. Former 450WRESTLING Heavyweight Champion. Hall of Hendrickson Inductee. The Wrath of the Desert. And then, Paige was falling. She didn’t know how she got out of the plane, but she was falling towards the earth. Looking up, she saw the British Airways jet flying away.
Paige Lewis: Wait! Come back! Please!
They couldn’t hear her. She felt someone grabbing her arm, and she looked over to see her master, Princess Kiya. Paige was no longer falling. Instead, she and her master was floating in midair.
Princess Kiya: What troubles you, my pupil?
Paige Lewis: I’m not sure, master. I feel…conflicted.
Princess Kiya: Talk to me, young one.
Paige Lewis: I wonder if I’m good enough.
Princess Kiya: Your success speaks for itself, Paige.
Paige Lewis: I know. There is a horrible rumor going around that Jessica Tendonin laid down for me in our second match. They say Jessica wouldn’t have let go of a world title that easily, and must have jobbed. Why do these people continue to doubt me? I have worked so hard to get where I am! I ignored the rumors of giving sexual favours to Mr. Walker in exchanged for bribed wins. Now, they are trying to take away one of my most dominant moments.
The Egyptian woman remained silent.
Paige Lewis: I won’t stand for it.
The master smiled now, seeing the fire burst forth.
Paige Lewis: I HAVE WORKED SO HARD! I WILL NOT STAND FOR THIS NONSENSE! I WILL CRUSH EVERYONE IN FRONT OF ME!
Princess Kiya: Yes! Feel the anger! Let it be your strength! Let it fill you, drive you!
The blonde looked her master in the eye, and Princess saw her eyes aglow, and knew Paige Lewis’ wrath would be great. Paige sat forward, awaking with a start. The jet was on final approach to Heathrow. Her heart was pounding from the nightmare still. But, her resolve was hard as iron.
The camera was recording. The deck was being bathed in the morning. It was still damp from the rain a few hours before. The rays of sunlight reflected off of the large golden belt that rested on the lap of the blonde woman. Paige Lewis had been waking up the last few months and getting her run in, and then coming home to watch the sunrise. Sitting in the wicker chair, the sweaty woman sighed loudly before speaking without turning to the camera.
Paige Lewis: Fools give full vent to their rage, but the wise bring calm in the end.
She looked down at the ground briefly, and then turned to the camera, where her angry facade was clearly seen.
Paige Lewis: For over a year, now, I’ve sat atop the SCW promotion. I’ve doled out defeats to all who came seeking something else. I briefly was dethroned, but I have even rectified that mistake. This championship here, I’ve aligned my career with it, and together, it and I have begun to merge. Can you hear it? The living, breathing, growing spirit that is…the SCW World Heavyweight Championship.
It lives. It breathes. It is an entity of its own fashioning. It longs to be held by those worthy. I will soon be competing for the first time in over 3 months. Some say I’ve been getting time off as a favor…in return for something. I’ve noticed, though, that nobody has seen fit to address these concerns with me directly. I don’t ask for weeks at a time off, but when that’s how I’m booked, I train. If I’m not in the ring, I’m on the mat.
Becoming the SCW World Heavyweight Champion did not absolve me of the duty to improve. Becoming the champion for the second time did not preclude my ability to continue growing. I’ve got much to learn. I may be the record setting two time SCW World Heavyweight Champion, but I’m also a second year rookie.
With that, the blonde paused for a moment, and began caressing the SCW World Heavyweight Championship. With a smile, she continued talking.
Paige Lewis: That brings me to my next opponent. Veronica Rodriguez. Whereas I’m a rookie in this business, she’s a woman who has carved out a nice niche of success for herself. A champion nearly everywhere she goes, a name that is said to strike fear into the hearts of men and women alike who know they will falter before her, a true gladiator of the ring, a veteran of this art.
Veronica Rodriguez, your success in this business cannot be overstated. I will be honest. I’ve only found myself looking across the ring at someone with a star that matched your brightness on a couple occasions. But, I’ve bested them. I dominated Jessica Tendonin for nearly an hour before my body gave in. And in return, I dominated her again to regain this piece of me that had been taken.
I withstood the brutality meaded out by the No Limits Phenomenon, Alzy Hawkshaw, and held onto this championship. I’ve stood tall in hell, Veronica. I’ve stared the devil in the eye, and when it was over, turned my back to him, and marched out of hell with my head held high, and this championship in my hands. I’ve bore the weight of this honour with a heavy resolution. I’ve resolved to push myself to the absolute limit, and when it is over, to reel myself back in, victoriously.
I’ve no doubt that you will test me in ways I’ve not been tested before. But I truly do wonder if your head is where it needs to be. I’ve observed your fall to Brian Kennedy in pursuit of the 450Wrestling Duke of Wrestling Championship, who in turn fell to the Other. I’ve put Brian Kennedy down twice now. And I know you will surely check up on me, to formulate a plan of attack. But, only one person walking this earth has successfully put together a plan to stop me.
The blond inhaled deeply before continuing.
Paige Lewis: I remember the night well. The time of my first, and thus far, only professional defeat. I remember the thunder of the fans as the unstoppable force met the immovable object. A Legend versus the rookie champion. For 8 months, I’d reigned as the SCW World Heavyweight Champion. And then, Jessica Tendonin brought my reign to a screeching halt.
In superhero cartoons, you see a train that won’t stop, and is speeding up towards disaster. Then, the hero, if you will, jumps in front of the train and manages to stop it. That is what it feels like Jessica did. She stopped my unstoppable march. I truly believe in the idea that losses teach you more than victories. I learned my lesson. In my rematch, in my hometown, in front of all of my friends and family, I regained my glory.
Five minutes. In a mere five minutes, I obliterated the most decorated woman in this companies history. It took me five minutes to tear Jessica Tendonin apart and regain the SCW World Heavyweight Championship. If you’re wondering if you should be impressed, then you haven’t been paying attention. But, worry not, for soon, I shall dish out more of the same. It’s become clear that a great deal of people have viewed my continued success as less than earned.
I’ve been angered by this, because I know how hard I work to stay at the top of my game. I’ve felt great wrath over these remarks. But my fans and I know the truth. I spend so much time improving, while others tweet and snap. I was SCW’s first dual singles champion. The first person to win the world title on more than one occasion. I know better than to be angered by these fallacious words of fools. But I’ve been angered now, and I must deal with it. And so too, must you, Veronica.
You and I are a lot alike, actually. We don’t take anything, from anyone, laying down. We right wrongs done to us, and we rise to the occasion when called. What you’re getting, Veronica, is an up close and personal look at the new SCW. The new SCW, which I’ve laboured to make in my image. To go one on one with the SCW World Heavyweight Champion. This championship may not be on the line, but I will treat you like it is. For this championship, I will go to war, and drag the souls of my adversaries down to hell.
The horse is made ready for the day of battle, but victory rests…with me.
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