The camera opens to Chad Darby sitting at the announce table.

Darby: Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome back to JWF Thunder! After our hardest hitting, and most viewed JPC of all time, we look at our competitor, SCW.

[Ryker looks determined to end this match quickly as he pulls Hart back to his feet and gets him into the DDT position, looking to finish him off with his signature finishing move, the The Impaler DDT! But wait, Hart wriggles free at the last moment, landing on his feet behind Ryker and connecting with a jaw-dropping superkick to the back of Ryker's head!

The momentum shifts in favor of Jefferson Hart as he climbs to the top turnbuckle, ready to soar through the air with his high-flying aerial maneuver, the Calgary Splash! He leaps off the ropes and connects with the devastating move, crashing down onto Aiden Ryker with full force!

The impact shakes the ring as Hart goes for the pin.

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Greg: Here's is your winner and The Interim SCW United States Champion. JEFFERSON HART! ]

Jefferson Hart walks down to the center of the ring, the SCW United States Championship proudly draped over his shoulder. The crowd is buzzing with excitement as Hart, with a confident smirk, raises a microphone to his lips.

Jefferson Hart: Ladies and gentlemen, you are looking at the new SCW United States Champion!

The crowd erupts into cheers and applause, the energy in the arena electric as Jefferson Hart basks in the glory of his recent victory.

Jefferson Hart: Last week, I stepped into the SCW ring and went toe-to-toe with one tough son-of-a-bitch named Aiden Ryker. We gave you all a match to remember, but in the end, only one man could walk out as the champion. And that man... is me.

The audience roars with approval, chanting Hart's name as he paces around the ring, soaking in the adulation.

Jefferson Hart: Aiden Ryker, you brought everything you had. You pushed me to my limits and gave me a fight I'll never forget. But when the dust settled, it was clear that I am the best damn wrestler in both companies, and this title is proof of that!

He pats the championship on his shoulder, a look of pride and determination on his face.

Jefferson Hart: But I'm not here just to brag about my victory. No, I'm here to prove that I am a fighting champion. I didn't win this title to sit back and rest on my laurels. I won it to defend it, to elevate it, and to show everyone what a true champion looks like.

The crowd's excitement builds, anticipation for what's coming next palpable.

Jefferson Hart: So, here's the deal. I'm issuing an open challenge to anyone in that locker room. If you think you've got what it takes to step into this ring with me and go for this United States Championship, then come on down. Show me what you've got!

The crowd goes wild, eager to see who will answer the challenge. Jefferson Hart stands in the center of the ring, looking toward the entrance ramp with a confident grin.

Jefferson Hart: It doesn't matter who you are or what you've done. When you step into this ring with me, you better be ready to give it your all. Because I promise you, I'll be giving you everything I've got. So who's it gonna be? Who's got the guts to step up and face Jefferson Hart?

The anticipation is at a fever pitch as the crowd eagerly awaits the first challenger to emerge from the locker room. Jefferson Hart stands tall, the SCW United States Championship gleaming on his shoulder, ready to take on anyone who dares to challenge his reign.