sVo Showdown 221
Live on the Sanctioned Violence Network
Goodfellas Casino Arena, Las Vegas, Nevada
13th April 2025
[The camera fades in from black, cutting to a wide aerial shot of the electric Goodfellas Casino Arena, packed to the rafters with a fired-up Las Vegas crowd. Pyro explodes from the stage as the Showdown official music blares through the speakers.]
Julian Fiasco:
“Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to sVo Showdown 221! We are live from the Goodfellas Casino Arena in the heart of Las Vegas, and tonight, the tension is thicker than desert heat!”
Jeremiah Sloan:
“That’s right, Julian — Countdown to Violence is just around the corner, and everyone is jockeying for position! There’s no love lost between the competitors in tonight’s main event — Kenneth D Williams takes on the Las Vegas Champion Alex Sterling in a clash of top-tier contenders!”
Julian Fiasco:
“And let’s not forget — it was just the last episode when Kenneth D Williams earned his shot at the sVo Championship after defeating Anthony Moretti… but the current champ, Carlos Vasquez, looked ready to strike from behind before Williams caught him in the act!”
Jeremiah Sloan:
“Former allies, now potential enemies — Williams vs. Vasquez is set for Countdown to Violence, but tonight, Williams faces another test in the form of ‘The LA Luminary’ himself!”
Julian Fiasco:
“And speaking of Alex Sterling, his ongoing war of words with ‘Northern Fury’ Dylan MacLeod is heating up by the week. MacLeod wants a shot at Sterling’s Las Vegas Championship, but the champ has been anything but generous!”
Jeremiah Sloan:
“We’ve also got Tag Team Championship action tonight! The Southern Boys defend against the brutal Enforcers — handpicked by sVo COO Amy Page herself!”
Julian Fiasco:
“Page may have had a rough week though, because last time out, Marty Murdoch shocked the world by beating Danny Domino and earning a contract — with an assist from Dutch Ramirez of Project Violence! Now Marty faces his first match as a signed sVo superstar against the powerhouse Jacob Izaz!”
Jeremiah Sloan:
“And don’t sleep on Victor Holland vs. Noah Rogan or Joe Barone vs. CJ Dreamer either — two huge singles bouts that could shake up the power rankings heading into the pay-per-view!”
Julian Fiasco:
“The road to Countdown to Violence is heating up — grudges are building, titles are on the line, and careers are about to change forever… It’s sVo Showdown 221, and it starts RIGHT NOW!”
[Camera cuts to ringside as the opening contest is set to begin.]
Single Match
Victor Holland vs. Noah Rogan
Backstage
Earning a Bullet
The Camera cuts to the rumble of a sleek black Cadillac pulling into the private lot. The car screeches to a halt, and out step the four members of Blood Money — Anthony Moretti, Joe Barone, Nicky Columbo, and Junior Gambino, all dressed to the nines in dark tailored suits and scowls to match.
Julian Fiasco (voiceover):
“Well folks, looks like business has arrived… and Blood Money does not look happy after last week’s Showdown.”
[Moretti slams the car door shut, running a hand back through his slicked hair. His face is twisted in frustration, jaw clenched tight. Joe Barone walks a few heavy steps behind him, cracking his knuckles ominously. Columbo and Gambino follow close, silent but intense.]
Anthony Moretti:
(Grumbling)
“You know what pisses me off the most about last week? It ain’t just that I lost to Kenneth D Williams… it’s how it happened.”
[He stops at the door to the arena, spins around, and points behind him.]
Anthony Moretti:
“Every time we’ve had Vasquez where we want him — every time we’re about to send a message — who shows up like some damn cowboy hero? Victor freakin’ Holland.”
Junior Gambino:
(Snarling)
“He ain’t even got nothin’ to do with this. But he keeps stickin’ his nose in where it don’t belong.”
Nicky Columbo:
“Think he’s tryin’ to earn himself a bullet with that steel chair of his.”
Anthony Moretti:
(Lowers his voice, serious tone)
“That’s exactly it. All this heat we’re getting? All these setbacks? It starts with Holland. He’s the domino that knocked over the whole damn line.”
(Pauses)
“So, we send him a message — Blood Money style. Loud. Violent. Permanent.”
Joe Barone:
(Grinning for the first time, growling)
“He won’t be sticking his nose in nothin’ after tonight.”
[Moretti opens the door, and the four storm inside the arena like a pack of wolves on the hunt.]
Julian Fiasco (voiceover):
“Victor Holland might want to keep his head on a swivel tonight, because Blood Money is gunning for payback…”
[Fade to black.]
sVo Tag Team Championship Match
The Southern Boys (c) vs. The Enforcers
Backstage
Do the Job
The camera opens to reveal Jacob Izaz in his locker room, stretching and warming up for his match against Marty Murdoch. His eyes are focused, and there’s a quiet intensity to him as he mentally prepares. Sitting off to the side, Jay Adder is watching on, nodding in approval at his partner’s preparation.
Suddenly, the door to the locker room swings open, and in steps sVo COO Amy Page. Her presence immediately commands attention, her heels clicking sharply against the floor as she enters. Izaz and Adder both stand up, a mix of respect and wariness crossing their faces.
Amy Page:
(Coldly)
“I hope you’re ready, Jacob. You’d better be. Because I don’t want to see you lose to that embarrassment out there tonight.”
[Izaz and Adder exchange glances. Izaz’s jaw tightens, but he remains silent for the moment.]
Amy Page:
(Scoffs, walking around the room with authority)
“Marty Murdoch — that joke of a wrestler who somehow managed to get an sVo contract by pure dumb luck — is exactly what this company does not need. I want him out of here, and I want it done quickly.”
[She stops in front of Izaz, glaring at him.]
Amy Page:
(Threateningly)
“You better win tonight, Izaz. If you lose to that rookie, there’s no telling what I’ll do to you. The reputation of this entire roster would be tarnished by one failure, and I’m not in the mood to clean up your mess.”
[Izaz stands firm, not backing down from her intensity. His eyes remain locked on her as he cracks his neck, clearly unfazed by her threats.]
Jacob Izaz:
(With confidence, low voice)
“Don’t worry, Page. I’m not gonna lose. Not to him. I’ve got this under control.”
[Amy Page smirks, clearly not impressed, but seems satisfied with Izaz’s response.]
Amy Page:
(Shrugging)
“I sure hope so. Because if Murdoch somehow pulls off a miracle, I’m holding you personally responsible. You’ve been warned.”
[Page turns to leave, but not before giving Izaz a final icy glare. The door slams shut behind her.]
Jay Adder:
(Laughing softly)
“Man, she’s one cold piece of work. You got this, right?”
Jacob Izaz:
(Smiling slightly, cracking his knuckles)
“Page’s threats don’t mean anything. Murdoch’s in for a reality check tonight. I’ll take care of business like always.”
[Izaz nods at Adder, turning his focus back to his warm-up as the camera pulls back.]
Julian Fiasco (voiceover):
“Jacob Izaz, ready for what could be a pivotal match for both him and Generation Joint… but with Amy Page breathing down his neck, the pressure is on.”
[Fade to black.]
Single Match
Marty Murdoch vs. Jacob Izaz
Backstage
Building Momentum
The camera fades in to Katie Smith, standing in front of a locker room door. She holds a microphone, ready for the interview. Standing beside her is Kenneth D Williams, the ‘Human Highlight Reel,’ looking focused and determined as always. The tension is palpable as he adjusts his gear before his big match tonight.
Katie Smith:
“I’m here with Kenneth D Williams, who is set to face Las Vegas Champion Alex Sterling in the main event tonight. But first, Kenneth, last week you had a strange encounter with the sVo Champion Carlos Vasquez. After your victory over Anthony Moretti, it looked like Vasquez was ready to attack you from behind. Can you tell us what’s going through your mind after that moment?”
[Kenneth D Williams looks at Katie, his expression cold but not angry. He pauses for a moment before answering.]
Kenneth D Williams:
“Look, Katie, I don’t know what Carlos Vasquez’s game is, but let me make it clear. I’ve never backed down from a challenge in my career, and that includes whoever happens to be the sVo Champion. Yeah, last week, I saw him standing there, ready to do whatever he had planned… but here’s the thing: I don’t need anyone trying to get one over on me. If he wants to fight me, we’ll do it when the time’s right. I’m not afraid of him, and I sure as hell won’t let him catch me off guard.”
Katie Smith:
“Well, you’ll certainly be on high alert after that. But let’s shift gears a little. Tonight, you face Alex Sterling in the main event. He’s been on a roll as Las Vegas Champion, but you’ve shown time and again that you can take on the best of the best. How are you preparing for a match of this magnitude?”
[Williams’ demeanor shifts slightly, a fire burning in his eyes. He stands a little taller, exuding confidence as he speaks.]
Kenneth D Williams:
“Sterling, he’s done well for himself, no doubt. But I’ve been building momentum, and tonight is my chance to show the world exactly what the ‘Human Highlight Reel’ can do. Alex Sterling might have a shiny belt, but that belt doesn’t mean he’s untouchable. I’m coming for that title, and it starts tonight. This match? It’s just another step towards proving that I’m the one who deserves to be at the top of this company.”
Katie Smith:
“That’s a bold statement, Kenneth. But with the way you’ve been performing, I have to believe you’re ready. Good luck out there tonight. I’m sure we’ll see something spectacular.”
[Williams gives a quick nod, a smirk crossing his face as he turns towards the locker room door.]
Kenneth D Williams:
“You’ve seen nothing yet, Katie. I’ll give the fans a highlight reel they won’t forget.”
[Williams walks off as the camera lingers on Katie Smith.]
Katie Smith:
“There you have it, folks. Kenneth D Williams is fired up for tonight’s main event against Alex Sterling. He’s got his sights set on the sVo Championship, and he’s determined to make it happen. Back to you, Julian and Jeremiah.”
[The camera fades out as the scene transitions back to the broadcast booth.]
Single Match
Joe Barone vs. CJ Dreamer
Ringside
A Thorn
The bell rings as Joe Barone stands victorious in the center of the ring, looking smug as he catches his breath after the hard-fought match against CJ Dreamer. The referee raises his hand in victory as Barone soaks in the boos from the crowd. Ricky Johnson, who was ringside with Dreamer, slides into the ring to check on his fallen friend, CJ Dreamer, who is recovering from the brutal match.
Julian Fiasco (Commentator):
“What a dominant performance by Joe Barone tonight. He certainly looks like he’s in top form, but now let’s see if he’ll take the chance to show off that ruthless side we know all too well!”
Jeremiah Sloan (Commentator):
“You’re absolutely right, Julian. Barone is a problem for anyone in the locker room, and it’s hard to see how Dreamer and Johnson can recover from this one.”
As the crowd continues to boo, suddenly, the rest of Blood Money — Anthony Moretti, Nicky Columbo, and Junior Gambino — march down the ramp towards the ring, a menacing look on their faces. The fans’ jeers grow louder as Moretti has a microphone in hand, raising it as he steps onto the apron.
Anthony Moretti:
“Listen up, you pathetic excuses for wrestlers. CJ Dreamer and Ricky Johnson, you two are nothing but pawns. We just watched you get squashed by Joe Barone, and that’s the best you’ve got? You should’ve known better than to get involved in our business. But now… now, we’re gonna teach you a lesson you’ll never forget!”
The rest of Blood Money enters the ring, surrounding Dreamer and Johnson, who are trying to stand but are clearly outnumbered. Moretti looks down at Dreamer with disgust as he motions to Columbo and Gambino to prepare for the assault. Blood Money is ready to strike.
Julian Fiasco (Commentator):
“This doesn’t look good for Dreamer and Johnson. They’re in a dangerous spot right now with the entire Blood Money faction surrounding them.”
Jeremiah Sloan (Commentator):
“They need to find a way out of this fast, because these guys don’t care about fair fights!”
Suddenly, Victor Holland’s music hits, and the crowd erupts into cheers! The sVo Superstar bursts through the entrance ramp, steel chair in hand, and rushes down the ramp with a determined look on his face.
Julian Fiasco (Commentator):
“Wait a second! It’s Victor Holland! He’s coming to the rescue!”
Jeremiah Sloan (Commentator):
“Holland isn’t wasting any time, he’s charging straight at them!”
Holland slides into the ring and immediately swings the steel chair, cracking it across the back of Junior Gambino! The sound echoes through the arena as Gambino staggers, and Columbo turns around only to be met with a steel chair shot to the chest! Moretti, realizing the situation, steps back and gives an order to his men to regroup, but they’re momentarily stunned.
Julian Fiasco (Commentator):
“Holland is cleaning house here! Blood Money didn’t expect this!”
Holland swings the chair once more, sending Columbo out of the ring, while Gambino retreats to the ropes. Joe Barone, still in the ring, looks less than pleased with how things are going. He moves towards Holland, but Holland drops the chair and throws a hard right hand, knocking Barone off his feet! The crowd erupts with cheers as the numbers game for Blood Money is starting to turn in favor of Dreamer and Johnson.
Jeremiah Sloan (Commentator):
“And just like that, the scales are tipped! Blood Money’s plans are falling apart, and it’s thanks to Victor Holland!”
Moretti, Columbo, and Gambino retreat up the ramp, furiously pointing at Holland, Barone, and the downed Dreamer and Johnson. Blood Money seem to be regrouping for a later confrontation as Holland helps Dreamer and Johnson to their feet. Holland looks fired up, and Dreamer nods in appreciation, still feeling the effects of the match.
Julian Fiasco (Commentator):
“What a scene here tonight! Victor Holland has saved the day for Dreamer and Johnson, but you know Blood Money isn’t going to let this slide. This is far from over, folks!”
The camera lingers on a tense stare down between Holland and Blood Money as the show heads to commercial.
Backstage
Honesty
The camera cuts backstage to Katie Smith, standing in front of a backdrop with the sVo logo. She smiles as she holds the microphone up to Carlos Vasquez, the sVo Champion, who is wearing his usual confident expression. The Miami Maverick stands tall, with the sVo Championship draped over his shoulder.
Katie Smith (Interviewer):
“I’m here with the sVo Champion, Carlos Vasquez. Carlos, last week, you were seen getting ready to attack Kenneth D Williams from behind after he defeated Anthony Moretti. You and Williams have had a tense history recently, and fans were left wondering if you were about to strike. What’s going through your mind?”
Vasquez’s eyes narrow slightly, but his tone remains calm and collected as he speaks, his voice dripping with confidence.
Carlos Vasquez (sVo Champion):
“Katie, let’s get something straight here. I don’t hide behind anything, I don’t sugarcoat anything. I’ve never been a ‘nice guy,’ and I’m not about to start now. Kenneth D Williams? He’s not my friend, and he never will be. I’m a champion, and I’m in this for one thing: to hold on to this gold as long as I can. That means doing whatever it takes.”
Vasquez motions to the sVo Championship on his shoulder, a smirk on his face.
Carlos Vasquez (sVo Champion):
“If I have to make sure he knows I’m not to be trusted, I’ll do it. There’s no loyalty in this business, and I’m not in the business of making friends. So if you saw me looking like I was about to attack him, you’re right to think that. If it helps me keep this title, then so be it. This is my world, and Kenneth D Williams is just a temporary obstacle.”
Katie Smith (Interviewer):
“Well, it certainly looks like things are heating up between you two, especially with his match against Alex Sterling later tonight. What’s your take on that match, knowing that the winner could potentially challenge you for your title?”
Vasquez’s smirk widens as he tilts his head slightly, clearly unphased by the idea of Williams challenging him for the sVo Championship.
Carlos Vasquez (sVo Champion):
“To be honest, Katie? I hope Alex Sterling tears him apart. Let Sterling show Williams what a real champion looks like. It’ll make my job a whole lot easier when I defend this title against him, because let’s face it: Williams isn’t on my level. If he thinks he’s ready to take this from me, he’s sorely mistaken.”
Vasquez pats the championship belt on his shoulder with a smug smile, exuding a sense of dominance and control.
Carlos Vasquez (sVo Champion):
“So, yeah, I’m rooting for Sterling tonight. I want him to leave Williams in a pile of broken dreams. Because when the time comes for me to defend this title, I’ll show him exactly why I’m the Miami Maverick, and why this gold is staying with me.”
Katie nods, impressed by Vasquez’s confidence, but there’s a flicker of uncertainty in her eyes as she watches him. She pauses for a moment before asking her final question.
Katie Smith (Interviewer):
“Well, Carlos, you certainly seem to be one step ahead. We’ll see if your prediction holds true tonight. Thank you for your time.”
Vasquez gives her a smirk and nods, adjusting the championship on his shoulder one last time before turning and walking off, exuding confidence as he heads down the hallway.
Julian Fiasco (Commentator, Voice Over):
“Well, folks, there you have it. Carlos Vasquez, the sVo Champion, making it clear that he’ll do whatever it takes to keep hold of that title. But can Kenneth D Williams rise to the challenge? We’ll find out later tonight.”
The camera fades to the next segment as the show continues.
Backstage
Make A Choice
The scene opens backstage in the dimly lit corridor of the Goodfellas Casino Arena. Dylan MacLeod strides confidently down the hallway, determined as ever. He reaches the office of sVo COO Amy Page and knocks on the door. After a brief moment, the door opens and Amy Page, sitting behind a sleek desk, looks up at him with a mix of indifference and curiosity.
Amy Page :
“Well, well, if it isn’t Mr. MacLeod. What brings you to my office today? You know, after the last time you barged in here, I didn’t expect to see your face again so soon.”
MacLeod steps into the office, his posture assertive but his tone respectful as he approaches the desk.
Dylan MacLeod :
“I’m here to ask you for what’s fair, Amy. I’ve earned it. I’ve been busting my ass for a title shot against Alex Sterling. You’ve denied me time and time again, and quite frankly, I’m tired of waiting.”
Page leans back in her chair, a sly smirk forming on her lips as she glances at MacLeod. She folds her arms across her chest, as if sizing him up before responding.
Amy Page:
“Oh, I’m well aware of your efforts, Dylan. You think you’ve earned a title shot? You think you’ve done enough to warrant a match against the Las Vegas Champion? You’re persistent, I’ll give you that.”
She pauses for a moment, letting the tension build before dropping the bombshell with a wicked smile.
Amy Page:
“Here’s the thing, Dylan. I’ve got a deal for you. If you want that shot against Alex Sterling, I’ll give it to you. But there’s a catch.”
MacLeod leans forward slightly, eager to hear what she has to say, but his expression remains guarded.
Dylan MacLeod:
“What kind of catch? I’m not interested in games, Amy. Just give me the title shot.”
Page uncrosses her arms and leans forward, her eyes narrowing with a cold, calculating look. She lets out a small laugh before speaking again.
Amy Page:
“You want your shot at Sterling? Fine. But you have to destroy your friend, that little underdog, Marty Murdoch, next week on Showdown. I’ve been watching him run his mouth and make a mockery of things, and it’s time someone put him in his place. If you do that, Dylan—if you take out Marty next week—you’ll have your shot at Sterling and the Las Vegas Championship. But if you fail…”
Page lets the sentence hang in the air, leaving the consequence unsaid, but it’s clear she believes MacLeod won’t be getting a shot if he doesn’t follow through.
Amy Page:
“So, what’s it gonna be, Dylan? Can you do what’s necessary, or will you be just another disappointment?”
MacLeod stands there for a moment, his jaw clenched as he processes her ultimatum. The decision weighs heavily on him. His gaze flickers for a moment, as if he’s thinking about his pride, about the title, and about the struggle he’s faced getting to this point.
MacLeod turns on his heel and walks out of the office without answering, leaving Amy Page with a satisfied smile as she watches him leave.
Amy Page (COO) (to herself, with a smirk):
“Let’s see if you can live up to your end of the bargain, Dylan. I’m sure it’ll be… entertaining.”
The camera lingers on Amy Page’s wicked smile as the scene fades to black.
Non Title Single Match
Kenneth D Williams vs. Alex Sterling
Ringside
Not Moved
The camera cuts to the ring, where Kenneth D Williams is standing with his arms raised in victory, the crowd roaring in approval. The energy in the arena is electric as the fans cheer for the “Human Highlight Reel,” who has just secured a hard-fought victory over Alex Sterling in the main event.
Julian Fiasco (commentator):
“What a performance by Kenneth D Williams here tonight! He’s earned the right to face Carlos Vasquez for the sVo Championship at the Countdown to Violence PPV, and this place is absolutely rocking!”
Jeremiah Sloan (commentator):
“You’ve gotta hand it to Kenneth D Williams—he went through hell tonight against Alex Sterling, but, he’s got a chance to claim the biggest prize in the sVo. Carlos Vasquez better be ready, because Williams is a man on fire!”
Williams soaks in the adoration of the crowd, a wide grin on his face as he leans on the ropes. He raises the roof, clapping his hands to encourage the fans to get even louder. The cheers grow louder with every move he makes.
Kenneth D Williams (sVo Wrestler):
“Las Vegas! I told you I was going to do it! I beat Alex Sterling, and now I’m coming for what’s mine! The sVo Championship is as good as mine, Carlos! You better bring your best, because I’m not stopping until I’ve got that gold around my waist!”
The fans erupt again, chanting his name as Williams raises both arms in the air, holding his ground in the center of the ring.
Kenneth D Williams (sVo Wrestler):
“So get ready, Carlos, because Countdown to Violence will be your worst nightmare. I’ll see you soon, champ!”
Williams drops the microphone and begins to celebrate in the ring, bouncing off the ropes with excitement as the crowd continues to cheer him on.
Julian Fiasco (commentator):
“What a moment for Kenneth D Williams! He’s ready for his shot at the sVo Championship, and the fans here in Las Vegas are loving every second of it!”
Jeremiah Sloan (commentator):
“But let’s not forget—Carlos Vasquez is watching from the back, and we all know he’s not one to back down from a challenge. The question is, does he think Kenneth D Williams has what it takes to dethrone him?”
The camera cuts backstage, where Carlos Vasquez is standing in front of a monitor, watching the end of the match. His expression is one of indifference, his arms crossed over his chest as he watches Williams celebrate. There’s no sign of fear or concern on his face—just a confident smirk.
Carlos Vasquez:
“Williams, you’ve got a lot of heart… but that won’t be enough to take this from me. I’ve been here too long, I’ve fought too hard, and at Countdown to Violence, you’ll realize that there’s only one thing you need to know about me: I keep what’s mine.“
Vasquez scoffs and shakes his head, clearly unimpressed with Williams’ victory and the challenge ahead.
Carlos Vasquez:
“I’ll see you soon, Williams. But don’t get too excited—this title stays with me.”
With that, Vasquez walks off-screen, the camera lingering on the confident look in his eyes as the show begins to fade out.
Julian Fiasco (commentator):
“A chilling message from the sVo Champion himself, and it looks like Kenneth D Williams still has a long road ahead of him if he wants to dethrone Carlos Vasquez at Countdown to Violence!”
Jeremiah Sloan (commentator):
“What a battle we’ve got in store for that PPV! Can Williams do the impossible, or will Vasquez prove once again that he’s untouchable? Only time will tell!”
The screen fades to black as the show goes off the air.
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