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Redemption
has always been on the mind of Marie Annabelle Jones. It hadn’t been long ago that the seeming heir
to the Jones wrestling family had been on her own quest for redemption, a quest
to prove that she could get the job done on her own without cheap tricks or
cheating ways. Along the way she gained
a new agent, Adam Chase. She earned a
shot at the SCW United States Championship at Fatal Fortunes and then would go
on to become SCW United States Champion with a victory over Tyler Tucker. There was just one final step along the way,
one final roadblock…
…Taking Hold
of the Flame.
Tyler Tucker
deserved a rematch and Marie had no problem granting him one at this pay per
view extravaganza, but there was also the issue of Regan Street constantly
attacking, constantly trying to bully her way into the United States
Championship Match.
In a way,
Regan reminded Marie a lot of herself before redemption; always throwing a
tantrum whenever she didn’t get her way. Refusing to go about things the right
way. For Marie, this was more than just
a simple title defense. This was truly
the final part of her redemption s tory.
This was about sending a message.
So she specifically requested that Regan be added to the match, making
it a triple threat.
In a hotly
contested, fast paced match, Marie Annabelle Jones managed to defeat Regan and
Tucker to come out of Taking Hold of the Flame with the SCW United States
Championship. And what’s more is that
she lasted nearly thirty minutes in the Taking Hold of the Flame battle royal.
It was truly
a confidence booster for Jones. She may
not have won the great rumble match, but she did put on an impressive
performance and that was after she had her successful defense of the US Title. Now, Marie truly feels as if her redemption
quest is complete and that she truly has earned the right not just to call
herself The Phoenix but to once again call herself The Crown Jewel of
Professional Wrestling.
Regan is
still throwing her temper tantrums in an attempt to get another title shot, but
this time it isn’t working. Marie
already gave her an opportunity and Mr. D, after Regan’s assault on him at
Taking Hold of the Flame and her subsequent refusal to apologize for it, is
blocking her from receiving another title opportunity. The next opportunity has been granted to an individual
who has had a bit of an up and down career lately SCW…
…Jinn.
Jinn has had
a solid run in SCW thus far. He even
participated in the Shot of Adrenaline Tournament, coming up just short. Lately he has had a string of bad luck
including a loss to Selena Frost and attacks from Josh Hudson which caused a
match between him and Syren to never take place, and yet Jinn has this title
opportunity. Some will no doubt question
the decision from management, Marie even questions it herself, but she won’t
complain like Regan Street might. Marie
sees this as another chance, an opportunity to be the fighting champion that
she wants to be. Truth be told, Marie
herself realizes that she earned her US Title opportunity upon pure luck, luck
that she took advantage of.
Jinn now has
that same chance and it is up to Marie in order to make sure that lightning
doesn’t strike twice for Jinn.
That’s
Supreme Saturday, live from Puerto Rico, and Jones will do whatever she can to
defend her title, but personal life comes before professional life and Marie
has a whole host of family issues she is currently dealing with.
Marie’s twin
sister, Kimberly Williams, had been suffering from mental instability for
almost her entire adult life. That
instability led to many confrontations between Kimberly and the Jones
family. Kimberly’s sister Marie, their
mother Angelica, none of them could trust Kimberly and none of them wanted
anything to do with her. Marie, for the
longest time, wouldn’t give her a chance.
Only recently did Marie attempt to help her twin change her ways. Now Marie is convinced that her identical twin
is serious about making changes; serious enough that Kimberly committed herself
into a mental institution in order to receive the help she needed.
Now, it
seems, as if there is at least some light at the end of the tunnel.
We open on
the front lawn of a somewhat upscale home on the outskirts of Boston,
Massachusetts. It’s a modest two story
home, modest considering the person who lives here. This is Marie Annabelle Jones’s home. While she is used to a little bit of class
and luxury, she lives here with her husband Arthur Pond. A large van is parked out front. And she, along with her husband, Arthur, are
taking objects, packages, and other items from the van towards the front door.
“Are you sure this is a good idea?” Arthur asks, as he walks towards the front
door carrying a large, heavy brown box which, no doubt, contains someone’s
personal belongings.
“We don’t have much of a choice right now,
Arthur.” Marie states as she follows Arthur, carrying a bag over her
shoulder that also contains someone’s personal items. “We’re kind of committed now.”
“No, we’re not the ones committed,” he
chuckles “if you catch my drift.”
Marie is
about to answer when a redheaded female figure rushes past both her and Arthur,
carrying another bag.
“Are you talking about me?”
This is
Kimberly Williams, Marie’s identical twin sister, and it is her belongings
which Arthur and Marie are about to bring inside this home. Kimberly was recently granted a clean bill of
mental health by Dr. Jennifer Warren and has been allowed to leave the
hospital, but with one provision; Kimberly could not be alone, at least not
immediately. Kimberly would have to be
under the strict supervision of someone close, someone trustworthy.
In this case,
Kimberly would temporarily be staying with Marie and Arthur; at least until
further notice, until there are no signs of relapse from the once psychotic and
unstable Kimberly Williams.
Marie knows
that this is a necessity, but she worries about her husband Arthur. Marie’s husband is supportive of Marie and
everything she does, which has included her attempts to help Kimberly in her
journey towards mental health and stability.
But despite this, Marie can sense that secretly he is skeptical of
Kimberly, skeptical of whether or not she can truly make a full recovery.
“Yes, we’re talking about you.” Arthur
says with a sigh. “Could you please open
the door since you rushed ahead of us?”
“What’s wrong?” Kimberly asks with a
wink. “Hands full?”
“Yeah, you could say that.” Arthur says,
rolling his eyes.
“Oh I don’t know if I should.” Kimberly
teases. “I’m not sure if I’m feeling very
helpful today.”
“Just open the door for us, Kim.” Marie
responds, chiming in before Arthur could.
“Sure thing, sis, but only because you asked
so nicely.”
Kimberly
approaches the front door and opens it up.
Arthur steps inside first and sets the box down. Marie is next and she sets the bag down. Kimberly then sets her bag down and she shuts
the door behind her. She kisses Arthur
on the cheeks.
“Thanks, guys!”
“No problem, Kim, but,” he wipes his
cheek with the back of his hand “you
really don’t need to thank us.”
“Yeah,” Marie places her hands on her
hips and stares incredulously at her twin sibling “and I’d appreciate you not kissing my husband all the time.”
“Oh, silly me,” Kimberly says right
before rushing over and kissing Marie on her cheek as well “you feel left out!”
Marie sighs
and rolls her eyes. “Whatever you say,
sis. Whatever you say.”
It will
definitely be a challenging situation for the husband wife duo to get used to,
especially for Arthur who already has a slight distrust for Kimberly. But Marie is determined to make this work out
for all involved. She wants to see her
sister better and knows that they are so very close to achieving that goal.
She follows
Kimberly as she leads them into the living room. Kimberly immediately jumps over the top and
onto the sofa, Marie sighs as she and Arthur walk over and look down upon
Kimberly, who is already making herself feel at home in the new surroundings.
“Thanks for leaving us a seat, sis.”
“Sorry, babe.” Kimberly pulls her knees up, opening up one
more spot on the sofa. “That darling
hubby of yours can sit here next to me.”
“No thanks,” Arthur sighs and shakes his
head “I’ll just sit over here…”
Arthur walks
over to a nearby love seat and sits down.
Marie shrugs her shoulders and sits down next to Kimberly.
“Welcome to your new home, Kim.”
“My new home, sis?”
“Well, at least until this probationary
period is over.” Marie states. “And
at least until you can get your own place.”
“Well I do appreciate it, sis, I really do.”
Kimberly swings her feet over back onto the floor and sits up on the sofa. “I know I’m a goof at times…”
“At times?” Arthur chimes in.
“Ok, frequently I’m a goof,” Kimberly
says with a smirk “but I really do
appreciate this, you guys. I’ve done
absolutely nothing to deserve this opportunity, I’ve done absolutely nothing to
deserve your help, and yet here you are, helping me.”
“We’re family, Kim,” Marie says with a
warm smile, gazing into her sister’s eyes “it’s
what we do.”
“Is that so?” Kimberly shakes her head,
that smirk she had once had seems to dissipate. “You did help me but in doing so you lost your family.”
Marie
furrows her brow in confusion. “What do
you mean? Mom and I are still on good
terms. And Kayla and I are…”
“I don’t mean mom or Aunt Kayla.”
Marie pauses
before nodding her head in realization.
Kimberly isn’t referring to either Angelica nor to Kayla. The family Marie’s twin sister is referring
to is none other than the middle child, the daughter of Andreas Lasiewicz and
Angelica Jones, that being Jessica Jones.
Jessica
probably has the most trouble with Kimberly.
Biologically they are half-sisters but Jessica refuses to acknowledge
her. When Kimberly was still unstable,
she had kidnapped Marie. Jessica took a
great deal of risk in rescuing Marie.
Now to see Marie turning around and trying to help Kimberly, trusting
Kimberly, is more than Jessica can stomach.
It didn’t
help matters that Jessica had always been jealous of the attention Marie and
Kimberly received from their mother, the legendary Angelica Jones. Even now it seems that the family seems
willing to bend over backward to help Kimberly and Marie. At least, that’s how Marie perceives it.
It wasn’t
long ago that Kimberly personally bore witness to Jessica ending her
relationship with Marie and Kimberly feels a sense of guilt over what happened,
as if she herself is somewhat to blame.
“Kimberly, if you’re talking about Jessica…”
“Don’t say anything.” Kimberly shakes
her head. “I already feel guilty enough
as it is.”
“Well you shouldn’t.” Marie responds. “It’s not your fault. You did nothing.”
“Didn’t I?” Kimberly bows her head in
shame. “I did kidnap you, Marie. I tried to hurt our mom. I’ve done…”
She shakes
her head “…I’ve done so many terrible
things. I earned every bit of scorn and
hate I have received from Jessica and the rest of the family. I’m not sure I even deserve this second
chance I’m getting.”
“Don’t be ridiculous.” Marie responds,
placing a hand on Kimberly’s shoulder. “You’ve
worked so hard and done so much to try and better yourself. You sacrificed and went that extra mile to
fix your mental issues. You deserve this
chance, Kim.”
“Maybe, but…” Kim’s voice trails off “…had I just not gotten involved, you two
would still be on good terms. It’s my
fault…”
“No!” Marie exclaims. “Do not talk like that!”
Jones sighs.
“You know what? Let’s just forget about Jessica, ok? Let’s forget about her. You’re here with Arthur and I now and
regardless of what Jessica or anyone else may say, you deserve this chance, and
we’re here to help you.”
“And I am grateful,” Kim says with a
hint of sadness “but I’m still not sure I
deserve this.”
Kimberly
looks over at Arthur. “Would you go get your wifey and I some
drinks?”
“Sure.” Arthur gets up and exits the
room.
“Thanks, hot stuff.” Kimberly calls out
after him.
“Hot stuff?” Marie says, studying
Kimberly skeptically. “Really?”
“What?
He is hot.”
“Thanks…” Marie reacts, her voice
trailing off.
“Don’t mention it,” Kim wraps an arm
around Marie’s shoulder “you’ve
definitely earned it, and you’ve earned time with that stud, especially after
your performance at Taking Hold of the Flame.
Thirty minutes in that rumble match!”
“Yeah?” Marie shakes her head. “Well I didn’t win.”
“It doesn’t matter,” Kimberly retorts “forty people in that match, you lasted damn
near thirty minutes, and that was AFTER a successful SCW United States
Championship defense.”
She winks at
Marie. “Which I also think was quite
impressive, might I add.”
Finally
Jones manages a smile. “Yeah, I
particularly enjoyed that one, considering I gave that bully Regan a taste of
her own medicine.”
“So who is the next victim?”
“You mean my next challenger?”
“Victim, challenger,” Kimberly shrugs
her shoulders “same thing.”
Marie
chuckles. “Yeah, well, his name is Jinn.”
“Gin?
Wait, you’re fighting a dude named after an alcoholic beverage?!”
“No,” Marie rolls her eyes “Jinn has been with SCW for awhile now. He’s getting a title shot at Supreme Saturday
in Puerto Rico.”
“What’d he do to deserve a title shot?”
“Who knows?” Marie shrugs her shoulders.
“And honestly, who cares? Some people just need a chance, they just
need an opportunity. I needed one, and I
took advantage. You needed one, and
Arthur and I are helping you take advantage of yours. Jinn gets his…”
Marie smirks
“…but I won’t let him take advantage of
his opportunity.”
“Auntie Kim!” Marie and Kim are
interrupted by the childlike voice of Marie’s young son Sean Connor Jones
rushing into the room. “Auntie Kim!”
The
youngster leaps onto the sofa, onto Kim’s lap. “Oof! Careful, kiddo, you might
hurt my lady parts!”
“Kim!” Marie exclaims.
Kim
snickers. “Sorry, Marie.”
“Mom,” Sean turns to look at Marie “is Auntie Kim staying with us?”
Marie nods
her head. “Yes she is, Sean. Aunt Kim is going to be with us for awhile.”
“Yay!” Sean embraces Kim in a tight hug.
“I love you, Auntie Kim!”
“Love you too, kiddo.” She winks at
Marie. “See, Marie, that’s one member of
the Jones family who loves me!
Progress!”
Marie
snickers. “He always liked you, but if
you want to call that progress, go for it.”
“Hey, let me have my small victories. I have a bad feeling that this may be my last
one for a long time.”
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Family is
very important to Marie Annabelle Jones.
It is so important that she would no doubt sacrifice the US Championship
that she worked so hard to earn just to protect her family. She’s already proven her devotion to her
family in the sense that she is potentially sacrificing relationships with
certain members of the family so that she may be able to help her twin sister
Kimberly recover.
Despite
Marie’s attempts to convince herself and Kim otherwise, Marie knows that their
mother Angelica does have her reservations about Kimberly Williams. Their Aunt Kayla may never trust her and
Jessica Jones, their half-sister, will absolutely never trust nor like her; and
by association, Marie may no longer have the same relationships with those
individuals that she once did.
It doesn’t
matter, to Marie. It’s a risk she’s
willing to take because it is simply the right thing to do and if their mother,
their aunt, or even their half-sister have problems with it, then they can take
it up with her. Marie will do what is
right, regardless of the consequences.
She feels
good about what she is doing, she doesn’t question what she is doing. And that’s a good thing, because that means
it won’t be on her mind, eating away at her conscience. She can focus instead on the individual that
threatens her United States Championship run in her professional career in SCW.
That threat
is the man known as Jinn. This is yet
another example of a once in a lifetime opportunity, the type that Marie knows
a great deal about, for she took advantage of a once in a lifetime opportunity
to become SCW United States Champion in the first place. Now Jinn has the chance to do the same.
But Marie
won’t let it happen.
Morning has
come in Boston, Massachusetts and yet it is still dark outside, approximately
one o’clock in the morning. The curtains
rustle about in the wind, the light flickers, and yet neither Marie Annabelle
Jones nor the man sleeping next to her in the king size bed, her husband Arthur
Pond, wake up from their peaceful slumber; a peace that they haven’t had all day.
Marie’s iPhone sits on a brown nightstand next to her side of the bed. The phone begins to vibrate, creating some
small noise. Marie’s eyes flutter;
eventually she opens them completely as she slowly wakes up. Jones stares blankly at her surroundings,
before turning over and turning on the lamp on the nightstand.
“Who is calling me at this time of the
night?!”
She picks up
the phone to check the caller ID. Jones
sighs and shakes her head.
“Why the hell…”
“Is everything ok?”
Marie turns
her head and notices that she has managed to wake up Arthur. She shakes her head.
“I’m sorry, babe,” Marie says silently “I didn’t mean to wake you up.”
“It’s no big deal.” He sighs, shaking
his head. “I haven’t been able to sleep
much anyway. It’s kind of hard to
knowing that Kimberly is under our roof now.”
“Yeah, and I’m sorry about that too.” Marie
says, biting her lower lip. “She’s my
responsibility, not yours, and you got drug into this because of me.”
“Don’t you dare apologize.” Arthur takes
her hands and squeezes them tightly. “When
we said our wedding vows we became partners in life, ok? This is as much my responsibility as it is
yours.”
“Yeah, but I know how much she bothers you.”
“True,” he chuckles “but I think Kimberly and I can learn to get along.”
He runs his
hand through Marie’s long red hair. “We
both like a certain ginger.”
“That may be the case,” she leans over
and kisses Arthur on his lips “but I only
belong to one guy.”
“And who would that…” Arthur’s response
is interrupted when Marie’s iPhone again starts buzzing “…be?”
Marie sighs
as she sets her phone aside. “It’s nothing, just something I should go
ahead and take care of.”
Marie swings
her legs over the side of the bed and starts to sit up “Whoa…” but Arthur pulls her back down “…where you going?”
“I need to take care of something.”
Arthur
frowns. “Does this have to do with Kim?”
Marie shakes
her head. “No…” she pulls her arm
away “…but this is something I should
take care of myself.”
Arthur
stares at her skeptically, unsure of whether he should let her go by herself
into who knows where. But as he stares
into her eyes he can see that Jones stubborn streak beginning to ebb over the
surface. He realizes that he won’t win
this argument.
“Fine, but be careful.”
“You know I’m always careful.”
Arthur rolls
his eyes. “Right.”
Jones gets
up out of bed. Right now she is a
beautiful figure of sexy femininity attired in sexy black lace panties and bra. Unfortunately this attire won’t do, not for
what Marie needs to do. She walks over
to the full length mirror and the bends down to her discarded pile of
clothes. First she steps back into her
tropical print peplum hem lace-up back mini sundress. She goes for a pair of simple flip flops
instead of her usual sandals or high heels.
She turns and starts to head towards the bedroom door to exit when
Arthur calls out to her…
“Marie, wait!”
She stops. “Yes?”
“Aren’t you at least going to take the gun?”
“The gun?” Marie scoffs and then shakes
her head. “I don’t need the gun for this.”
Marie exits outside
into the hallway and looks from side to side before walking a short distance
down the hall towards the staircase. The
stairs ahead were twisted in a perfect spiral. Each stair was a deep walnut. The inner edge was painted antique
cream. She let her hand fall on to the
iron rail, rough in its rustic charm and placed her weight on the first step. As silently as she can, so as to avoid waking
up Kimberly, Marie makes her way down the steps to the first floor. As soon as she reaches the bottom she heads straight
to the front door and opens it. She
doesn’t seem surprised to find her half-sister, Jessica Jones, standing there.
“What the hell are you thinking?!” Marie
exclaims loudly, which draws a smirk from Jessica.
“Careful.
You don’t want to wake anyone, do you?”
“Arthur is already awake, thanks to your
phone calls.”
“Perhaps, but what about your son? Or what about that murderous psycho you’re
living with now?”
As much as
it pains her to admit it, Jessica is right.
If she gets too loud she could wake up her son Sean or worse yet, wake
up Kimberly. She doesn’t want Kimberly
involved in this. Kimberly doesn’t need
to be involved in this.
“Fine, let’s take this outside then.”
Marie
quickly exits and shuts the door behind her.
She stands face to face, nose to nose, with her half-sister, the one who
had assaulted her not too long ago.
There is a clear tension here as Marie speaks first.
“So, what do you want, Jess?”
“I just wanted to clear the air about a few
things. We clearly didn’t end things on
a happy note the last time we spoke.”
Marie shakes
her head. “No, we didn’t. In fact, I was surprised you came by. I thought you hated me.”
“You think that I hate you?” Jessica
chuckles. “I don’t hate you, Marie. I could never hate family. But pity you…”
She smirks “…yeah, I pity you because mom handed
everything to you. I had to learn how to
earn things the hard way. I learned how
brutally evil the world really and truly is.”
“Is that so?” Marie rolls her eyes. “I think I know a little about reality, Jess. I’ve had to earn things myself.”
“Like what?
That SCW United States Championship?” Jessica scoffs. “You hardly earned that. You
were lucky to be drawn for a contender’s match in Fatal Fortunes to get to that
title. Now you may very well lose it to
another loser who doesn’t deserve a title shot.
What is that idiot’s name again?”
“His name is Jinn and I would hardly call
him an idiot. He is a legitimate threat
to my title.”
Jessica
shrugs her shoulders. “Highly doubtful,
and as far as you being in touch with reality; well if you were in touch with
reality, you wouldn’t have allowed a known psychopath sleep under your roof
with your family.”
“You don’t know a damn thing about Kim, and
to be honest,” she pokes Jessica in the chest “I’m sick of you disparaging her.”
“I’m not disparaging her. I’m stating facts. She kidnapped you, Marie. What sane person does that?”
Marie nods
her head. “I know but she has taken real,
serious steps to better herself. Why the
hell can’t you see that?”
“Because I am a realist while you are an
idealist. You think the best of people.”
Jessica scowls. “I know that the worst of
people is more often than not their true selves.”
“You can’t put everyone into that same
category. And no, you can’t even judge
Kim that way. Not when she’s done so much to change.”
“You’re wrong.” Jessica remarks in a low
growl. “And this time, when you realize
that you are wrong about her, I will not be here to help you.”
The sound of
the front door opening up startles both women.
They turn to spot Kimberly Williams standing there, glaring a hole right
through Jessica.
“Thanks for defending me, Marie,” Kim
remarks “but I can take care of myself.”
Marie’s face
goes pale. She senses that only bad can
come of this, both her half-sister and her identical twin sister being out here
right now. Jessica just laughs at her.
“Well, look at who we have here, the
psychopath herself.”
“Leave her alone, Jessica.” Marie snaps.
“Or what?”
“Back off, sis.” Kimberly commands as
she steps in between Marie and Jessica. “She
has a problem with me. Not you.”
“Gee, how noble.” Jessica scoffs. “I didn’t know that you had a noble bone in
your body, Kim.”
“Fair enough,” Kimberly smirks “I guess anger management issues run in your
daddy’s family then, eh?”
Jessica’s
anger boils over and before anyone can react she rears back and punches
Kimberly in the eye, staggering her backward.
“Kim!
Jessica!”
Marie tries
to help Kim up but Kim pushes her away. “No,
don’t get involved!”
Marie
watches with shock on her face as Kimberly faces Jessica again. Jessica punches her one more time in the
face, staggering her backward. Jessica
then punches her in the gut, doubling her over.
Jessica then drives a knee into the side of Kim’s head, causing Kim to
fall to the ground.
“Kim!” Marie drops down to help her
fallen sister. Jessica watches on with
her anger still boiling over until one more face emerges from the doorway.
“Auntie Kim?
Auntie Jessica?”
It’s the
sweet, young face of Sean Connor Jones, Marie’s young son. Marie looks up at Sean and shouts towards
him.
“Go back inside, Sean! NOW!”
Sean nods
and runs inside. Marie the turns and
glares at Jessica. “Is this how you want your son to remember
you?!”
“I…didn’t…I didn’t mean to…”
“Who is the psychopath, Jessica?”
Marie stands
back up and gets in Jessica’s face. “ANSWER
ME!”
“I’m sorry, I…I got to go…”
Jessica
quickly runs off, making a hasty retreat back from whence she came. Once she is gone Marie kneels back down to
tend to her twin sister Kimberly.
“Kimberly, what the hell happened?!”
“What…what kinda question is that…”
Kimberly’s voice trails off as she is clearly in pain “…you were here, you saw her kick…ugh…kick my ass…”
“I know but…you let her.”
“Huh?”
“After that first punch you just stood there
and let her do it again, and again, and again.
You didn’t fight back.”
“So?”
“So…the Kimberly I know would’ve fought
back, she would’ve maimed Jessica.”
Kimberly
manages a sly grin. “I guess I’m not the
same person I used to be.”
Tears form
in Marie’s eyes but these are tears of relief and joy, as she realizes exactly
what Kimberly is trying to tell her. The
fact that Kimberly showed such restraint here is evidence of the change that
has taken place in Kimberly’s life. It
is evidence that, perhaps, Kimberly has finally reached that goal of normalcy
that she has always wanted. Now maybe
there is hope of Kimberly being accepted into the Jones family.
Though it
will be a long, hard and difficult road to travel across as they try to earn
their trust, but Marie will be there for her every step of the way. The only question now is, where does that
leave Jessica Jones?
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Opportunities
are hard to come by and all too often opportunities are granted to those who do
not deserve them. I will be the first to
admit that I would never had my opportunity had it not been for the luck of the
draw. Fatal Fortunes deemed that I get placed into that US Title Contender’s
Match. Sure, I pulled off the win on my
own, sure I would go on to defeat Tyler Tucker on my own, but it was luck that
put me ahead of the line so quickly. I
questioned whether or not I really and truly deserved that spot, that
opportunity, that I had been so graciously blessed with thanks to Lady Luck.
That’s part
of the reason I wanted Regan Street added to the United States Championship
Match at Taking Hold of the Flame. A
part of me agreed with her that she deserved more opportunities than what she
had been getting. But you don’t go about
getting those opportunities by jumping people from behind, by throwing temper tantrums,
and you damn sure don’t earn those opportunities by attacking the owner of this
company. So I also wanted to teach Regan
a lesson that she would never forget.
You had your
opportunity, Regan, whether you deserved it or not, and you blew it. You had your chance to become SCW United
States Champion and you failed to deliver when all of the chips were down. Simply put, you couldn’t beat The Crown Jewel
of Professional Wrestling, because once again, like my namesake, I rose to the
occasion like the mythical Phoenix. I
defeated you, I defeated Tyler Tucker, and then I went on to last nearly thirty
minutes in the Taking Hold of the Flame battle royal.
Am I
disappointed that I couldn’t win the whole thing? Yeah, but am I going to throw a tantrum and
demand that I be added to the main event?
No, I won’t, because that’s not how you earn your opportunities. That’s not how you get what you really want in
this business. I had to learn that the
hard way and I hope you learn that too, Regan.
I sincerely do.
If you want
a true example of opportunities that come once in a lifetime, just look at my
opponent for Supreme Saturday, the man known as Jinn.
Jinn, it’s
funny, unlike me, who lady luck smiled down upon in my return to SCW, lady luck
has seemingly been a real bitch to you. You
fought bravely in Shot of Adrenaline but you couldn’t quite get the job
done. You got some tough draws leading
up to Taking Hold of the Flame, opponents such as Selena Frost, a tough loss but a good, solid attempt.
And then
there was Syren…the match that never could get under way thanks to Josh
Hudson. Then the next week, when you
wanted a match on Breakdown, Hudson struck again, and he attacked you.
It seems as
if Lady Luck hates you, Jinn. And I hate
that, because when it comes down to it, I don’t want it to be said that I beat
you because you had bad luck. I don’t
want you or any of my opponents to have any kind of excuses to make.
So I hope
you get your lucky penny, lucky rabbit’s foot, or any other lucky charm you can
think of. Say your prayers to whatever god, if any, that you worship. Make sure luck, at the very least, isn’t a
factor in this match. And prepare for
this opportunity, an opportunity some would say that you don’t deserve, because
it has indeed been a long time since you had any kind of victorious moment in
SCW.
Yet here you
are, on the precipice of championship gold at Supreme Saturday from Puerto
Rico.
I’m not
going to badger you all day long about that because it would make me a
hypocrite. Just understand that you,
like me before, probably don’t deserve this opportunity. But that’s the great thing about
opportunities, and it sends a great message to everyone in SCW that patience,
perseverance, and hard work will eventually pay off.
You clearly
opened up someone’s eyes with how you keep fighting on, no matter what, despite
the losses, despite being blindsided, you just keep on going regardless, and
that says a great deal about you.
Perhaps that’s why you got this title opportunity?
Whatever the
reason may be, prepare for it, Jinn.
Make sure you are at your very best and make sure you are ready to try
and take full advantage of it.
Notice I
said try…because that’s all you can do, Jinn, is try. You will try and like Tyler, like Regan, you
will be added to the list of challengers who failed to stop me.
You don’t
have it in you physically to stop me and you don’t have it in you mentally to
stop me, because I’m telling you right here and right now, with all due
respect, I want this more than you could ever want this. I mean, seriously, do you even know where we
are?
Don’t say
Puerto Rico, either.
This the
Road To Rise To Greatness! And it will
be my very first Rise To Greatness!
I remember
last year my mom and my aunt competing in individual singles action. My aunt Kayla was NOT happy about being on
the pre-show…heh…
I remember
two years ago, my mom and my sister alongside Harmony Fisher did battle against
Silas World.
I remember
three years ago. It was my mom’s first
Rise To Greatness and she fought Stacy Kissinger and Chris Cannon in a triple
threat match.
This is my
first Rise To Greatness, Jinn, and I’m oh so close to walking in as a
champion. But you’re the only obstacle I
have before me. I already overcame Fatal
Fortunes, I overcame Tyler Tucker, and I overcame Regan Street. Now you’re the last obstacle between me and
walking into Rise To Greatness as the United States Champion.
I love this
business, Jinn, and I love what I do, and I also this company for giving me a
second chance that, perhaps, I didn’t deserve.
I will eternally be grateful to SCW and that’s why I am damn proud to
represent this company as its US Champion!
Needless to
say, this won’t be easy for you. I want
to walk into Rise To Greatness as champion more than anything else and that
means getting past you, first. So you
are my number one priority. You are my
number one focus here and now.
Your past
doesn’t matter to me, and our respective futures does not matter to me. You are a threat to me right NOW, a threat
that I am taking very seriously, a threat that I will eliminate.
So congratulations
on the opportunity, Jinn; an opportunity, but I will do everything I can to make sure it's just that...an opportunity, because I am The Phoenix, The Crown
Jewel of Professional Wrestling, and the SCW United States Champion Marie
Annabelle Jones and I will not lose!
