vs. Lone Star Outlaws

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Off Camera

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“God, Jess, you wouldn’t imagine how freaking hot this guy was!”

Actually, the young Pole could imagine quite well about the particular individual whom her older sister, Marie Annabelle Jones, is talking.  Jessica, after all, was the one who arranged for the slightly erratic and definitely deranged Prince Kamijo to follow Marie, seeking out answers as to what is going on with her.  She just didn’t imagine that her normally modest sister and the outlandish Kamijo would fuck like wild beasts in an animalistic, sexual rage.  That fact in and of itself did not make much sense for Jessica Lasiewicz and caused her to have her own doubts.  Viewing the contents on the DVD and other evidence Kamijo provided only cemented in Jessica’s mind her own worst fears.

This individual was not her sister.  It was a fraud.  It was a fake.  This was Marie’s own half-sister, a twin named Kimberly Williams.

Kimberly Williams came onto the scene targeting Marie for no apparent reason.  Later it became clear that Kimberly was, in fact, Marie’s paternal half-sister, who returned to avenge their father Sean Williams.  Other than that simple fact, no one really knew what her end game was.  No one knew what she was ultimately after.  What the Jones family did know was that Kimberly was very manipulative, very cunning, and very dangerous.

Kimberly was presumed dead after suffering a fall from the top of a triple tiered cage during a wrestling event.  As hard as it was for Marie to deal with, Jessica knew in her heart and soul that Kimberly being gone from this earth was the best thing for the family.

The nightmare was over.  Or so she thought…

“Yeah, I’m sure…”

Jessica’s voice trails off as she tries to ignore this woman whom she is sure now is not her sister Marie but is the imposter known as Kimberly Williams.  Her chosen attire, which is a very tight, short miniskirt and a tight top that shows a lot of midriff.  Marie has always chosen to dress modestly.  It’s just her style.  There were other clues. The damn near soft-core porn pictures of herself that she was posting on twitter.  The fights she was picking with people she would normally be respectful towards.  Her more aggressive, sadistic nature she had taken on beginning at IWC Invictus.

Now FWA Darkness Within is coming up and Jessica could not have asked for this to come at a worse time.  Jessica is having to compete twice at this event, once in the Dakota’s Ball for the FWA Xtreme Championship and then a second time with Marie (or Kimberly as it were) as Redemption against The Lone Star Outlaws.

It has already been made official that Jay and Lance Williams will no longer be a part of FWA after this event.  No doubt they will want to go out on top and they will try their best to pull out a win against Redemption.  That fact and the fact that she isn’t sure she can fully trust Marie makes things all that much more dangerous for Jessica.

This woman pretending to be Marie is much more psychotic than anyone Jessica has had to deal with.  Which, in a way, could actually be bad news for Jay and Lance Williams.  If Jessica just steps back and lets things take their natural course, her tag team partner very well take care of The Lone Star Outlaws for her all by herself.

“You have no idea!”

The pair are in a mall.  “Marie” insisted that they visit a mall.  Further evidence, in Jessica’s mind, that this isn’t Marie.  Marie would want to be training her ass off all day and night for her Darkness Within pay per view match, not shopping like some ditzy girl.

Ok, so they are girls, but they are far from ditzy!

“Admit it, Jessie, you’re a virgin!”

Jessica narrows her gaze in an angry glare. “Marie, are you fucking nuts?”

“I like that spark!” She winks at her. “Does that mean Steven stole your innocence?”

“What Steven and I do is none of your damn business.”

“Not a denial!” She twirls around with glee. “Oh I love spending time with you, sister of mine!”

Hearing this person, this person claiming to be Marie, call herself her sister makes Jessica want to vomit.  She knows her real sister is out there somewhere in trouble and in need of help.  She knows this fake has hurt Marie.  Jessica wants to make her pay for it but she cannot physically hurt her, at least not yet.  Not until she knows Marie is safe.  She may need Kimberly alive to force her to tell her where Marie is.

“Right, well, don’t we need to focus our time on something a bit more constructive?”

“Like what?”

“Oh I dunno, like our match at Darkness Within?”

The red head rolls her eyes. “Oh come on, Jessie!  Don’t be a hard ass like your dad!”

“Being a hard ass helped my dad win twelve world titles.”

“Yes and all those nifty trinkets are nice…”

“Those nifty trinkets got him inducted into the GDW Hall of Fame.”

“Right, right, but all work and no play makes us dull boys and girls!” She wraps an arm around Jessica and pulls her in tight. “And we are not dull, are we?”

“Marie, please stop…”

“NOPE!” She exclaims, releasing her grip on Jessica and skipping off. “Not until I have been fed!”

Jessica sighs, rolling her eyes and rushing to catch up to this woman.  She finds the fraud getting in line to get a hot dog.  Young Lassie gets behind her and tugs on her shoulder.  The red head turns to face her tag team partner.

“Decided to join me, sis?”

“No, I decided to talk some sense into you.”

“Quit being a spoil sport!”

“Quit wasting our time!” Jessica snaps back at her. “We have a match we need to prepare for.  Does that not echo in that head of yours?”

“It certainly does!” She says cheerfully. “But it’s totally obvious we’re gonna win because we’re Jones sisters and the Jones sisters always win, right?

“…right…”

“Cool!  So do you want a hot dog or not?  My treat…”

Jessica sighs, nodding her head. “Fine.  One hot dog. Just ketchup and mustard.”

“Goodie!” She shoves Jessica away. “You go find us a seat out there!  I’ll be right back, babe!”

Jessica turns around and walks over to an empty table.  As she gets there her cell phone rings.  She looks down at the caller id which reads ‘Aunt Magdalena’.  She flips the phone open and answers it.

“Hey, Aunt Mags…what information do you have for me about my sister?”

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Jessica

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Jay and Lance have been starting shit with Apocalypse ever since they arrived on the scene in FWA.  What they don’t realize is they are starting shit with the wrong two Apocalypse members.

You two picked the wrong damn side, you know that?  Isis Derrida is going down at Darkness Within and you’re not even going to have a job with this company any longer after all is said and done.  It all ends for you.   It will all be over.

What are you fighting for anymore?  Huh?  If you’re fighting for pride then you have none to fight for.  You lost all of it when you sold your soul to Derrida.

All you have left is this one match, one last chance at…pardon the pun…redemption.

Despite our differences, Apocalypse does respect what you have accomplished as Southern Blood.  Multiple time tag champions and world champions.  Marie and I have individually held our own fair share of world titles as well.  We, too, come from famous wrestling families.  We respect what you have done.  What we do not respect is what you did for Derrida.  That does not accurately represent, in my opinion, what Southern Blood is all about.

But then again, you’re not Southern Blood anymore, are you?   You’re the Lone Star Outlaws.

This is your chance at Redemption.  This is your chance to battle us and the two of us can tear the house down, showing the world what tag team wrestling is all about.  Or you can be the goons Isis hired you to be, in which case Marie and I will have to take you out back and put you down.

See you in London.  Dobranoc…

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Marie

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Jessie said all that needs to be said but I guess I could put in my two cents…

This little feud between Lone Star Outlaws and Redemption has been, well…

…it’s been pathetically one sided!  We’ve kicked your ass at every turn in the ring.  You have only gained an edge over us by blindsiding us backstage.  I applaud your attempt.  I applaud your tactics.  I like someone who is bloodthirsty like that.

But you have yet to see bloodthirsty until you have seen me pissed off and after having that bottle smashed over my head at Mayhem, I am beyond pissed off.  I am ready to make your final night in FWA a total and utter living hell.

Jessie will say the mushy stuff about respect.  I’m going to tell the truth and the truth is you’re going to get annihilated.  The truth is you will be humbled and humiliated.  The truth is that there will be no redemption for you at Darkness Within.