Mistaken Identity: Act 3

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Mistaken Identity

Act 3

Off Camera

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Sunlight streams in through a bedroom window on a bright and beautiful day in Boston, Massachusetts.  The warm rays beat down upon the bodies of Arthur Pond and Marie Annabelle Jones, which just so happen to be covered up by a thick comforter and blankets that are a plain chocolate brown color.  The bed the two lovebirds are lying in is a king size bed.  The rest of this room is just as plain as the bed and sheets, with cream colored walls and matching cream colored carpeting.  There is one sole nightstand on Arthur's side of the bed, but Marie doesn't seem to care.  She and Arthur only care about one another at this present moment in time.

What makes this moment particularly strange is the fact that the two are in Boston, Massachusetts this morning when Marie knows full well that her wrestling career with the Independent Wrestling Cartel requires her to be elsewhere, specifically in the land of the rising son, the Fukuoya Dome in Fukuoya, Japan, preparing to defend her tag team title shot against multiple teams in what amounts to a punishment levied against her by Drew Bryant.

One of the teams involved will be the True Sinistry team of Jessica Wilde and Lilith Evans.  Wilde did defeat Marie on the last Uprising but Evans will no doubt drag down that team, besides, Wilde’s victory never happened as far as Marie is concerned, and even if it did, it was a fluke and wouldn’t happen again.  True Sinistry is still a joke as far as Marie is concerned, nothing to be too worried about.

Chris Davids and Cassius Delight are formidable alone but can they mesh together as a team when they have never teamed before?  Plus you have to ask about the health and well-being of Chris Davids.  One doesn’t just recover from an electric chair shocking that quickly.  One can also question whether or not Gavin Taylor and Ricky Valero can co-exist when they have never worked together before.

Siqua and Eve, in the eyes of Marie, are the only real threat in this mind.  They are the only team who, like the current number one contenders Marie and Amanda Blayze of Silas World, have worked together and can work together.  Co-existing for them should not be a problem.

The tag team championship contendership should not be put at stake.  The self-proclaimed Crown Jewel of Professional Wrestling went into a rage when Drew Bryant first announced it.  Marie and Amanda earned this title shot.  Having to now defend them is not only unprecedented but it is unfair as well.  No one in IWC has ever been asked to defend a title shot that they had earned until now.  Hell, as far as Marie knows, no one in professional wrestling has ever had to defend a title shot that they had earned until now.  The fact that this unprecedented step is being taken clearly illustrates just how biased Drew Bryant is against Marie Annabelle Jones.

You may expect “The Greatest Jones Ever” to still be angry and upset over this turn of events, or you may expect her to be in the gym training for what surely will be a war, despite the advantages she and Blayze do have.  This is why it is strange to find her here, in the bedroom of Arthur Pond, snuggled up closely next to Mr. Pond, with a pleasant smile upon her face as the warm rays of the sun beat down upon her and Arthur’s face.

The warmth of the sun's rays eventually give rise to The Phoenix fluttering her eyes open as she slowly but surely wakes from her slumber.  Gently, so as to not disturb Arthur, she slides herself out from under his caressing gentle arm, and moves over to the edge of the giant king sized bed.  Marie swings her legs over the sides of the bed and places her feet upon the floor, pausing just for a moment to gain her bearings before pushing herself up onto her feet, standing up to full length.

The leader of the ginger nation begins to slowly, as if in a daze, walk towards the bathroom door.  She stops right at the bathroom door, turning towards a closet, which she opens to reveal a full length mirror on the inside.  She gazes at her reflection in the mirror and what she sees pleases her; a beautiful figure of sexy femininity attired in sexy black lace panties and bra.  Jones winks at herself and turns back towards the bathroom door when a knocking is heard.

“Huh?”

Marie scans the area, trying to find where the sound was coming from.  She rushes to the bedroom door and hesitates, worrying that it could be an intruder, but why would an intruder knock?  She cautiously opens the door but finds no one there.  Jones stands there, scratching her head, when she hears further knocking.  This time it is clearly coming from the bedroom window.  Jones turns around towards the window to find the familiar face of her twin half-sister Kimberly Williams standing there, waving playfully.

“Kim?!”

Marie exclaims, quietly so as to not disturb Arthur's sleep yet in shock to find her here.  The ginger rushes over to the window, catching a brief glance at Arthur as she does so, thanking her every blessing that Arthur is a very sound sleeper.

As soon as the ginger gets to the window, she immediately raises it up and sticks her head out.  Kimberly is standing there on the fire escape, a look of mischief is etched across her lovely face.  Marie, though, is not smiling at all.

“Greetings, sis!”

“What the hell are you doing here?!” Marie snipes at her with venom dripping from her voice.

“Oh come on, you know me,” Kimberly begins trying to sound innocent but failing miserably “I always want to check up on my sister.”

“Check up on me?” Marie repeats back to her. “Spying is more like it.”

Kimberly shrugs her shoulders. “Checking up, spying, same difference if you ask me.”

Kim turns her gaze away from Marie and over towards Arthur.  “He looks even hotter without clothes on.  I can see why you were so anxious to spread your legs for him.”

“I did not spread my legs for him!”

Kimberly gazes back over at Arthur and then over at her sister Marie, dressed rather scantily in the black lace.  Kimberly snickers under her breath.

“It really is difficult for me to take you seriously while you're wearing that, dear sister.”

Jones growls angrily, low enough that Arthur won't be disturbed. “Fine...maybe I did...”

“I knew it!”

Kimberly exclaims, a little louder this time, forgetting that Arthur is still asleep.  Marie quickly holds her finger up to her lips to shush her.

“Hush!” Marie says quietly but sharply. “Arthur is asleep!”

Kimberly rolls her eyes. “Right, right, you don't want your lover boy to wake up, is that it?”

“No, I don't.” Marie states definitively. “And he is not my 'lover boy', Kimberly.”

“Whatever,” Kimberly backs away from the window “just join me outside so that we don't have to keep whispering?”

Marie vehemently shakes her head. “No!”

“Why not?”

“It's cold and I'm wearing nothing but my underwear!”

Kimberly shrugs her shoulders. “Not my fault.  Would you rather I come inside?”

Marie sighs and shakes her head. “No, I don't...”

With that Marie hesitantly and reluctantly opens the window the rest of the way, giving herself enough room to exit the window and step out onto the fire escape, joining her sister Kimberly on the metal ledge.  Luckily for Marie, Arthur does not live near anyone else, plus it is too early in the morning for anyone else to be awake, so it is safe for her to be outside in just her underwear.

“What do you want, Kim?”

“A heart, a brain, and Kansas.”

The ginger rolls her eyes. “This isn't Oz and I am not the wizard.”

Kimberly snaps her fingers. “Darn!  There goes my plans for the day!”

“Be serious, Kim.” Marie urges. “What is so important that you felt you had to interrupt me, that you had interrupt THIS, to tell me?”

“You mean what is so important that I had to interrupt him impregnating you with his seed?”

“You didn't interrupt that...” Marie stops and shakes her head violently, realizing what she just said “...no, I didn't mean it like that!”

Kim smirks knowingly. “Riiiight, sure you didn't...”

“I did not mean it like that and you know it!”

“Fine, then answer this question,” Kimberly begins as she leans in close to whisper into her ear “did he use protection?”

Marie frowns, nodding her head. “Yes, yes he did.”

“Well that's good!” Kim steps back again. “I like your son, but does he really need a baby brother or sister this soon?”

Jones rubs her forehead with her first two fingers. “You really are trying my patience, Kimberly...would you kindly get to the point or I will simply throw you off of this fire escape...”

“Oh, how fun that might be!” She touches the tip of Marie's nose. “And how violent!  I like how you've changed!”

“What are you running your mouth about?”

“You...” Kimberly says, her voice trailing off “...you and I have been together for several months now, and the entire time I made it my goal to give you the one thing you lacked, the one thing that had truly kept you from succeeding in this life.  You remember what that is, right sis?”

Marie nods her head. “Yes, you were going to give me a killer instinct.  What's your point?”

“A killer instinct is about more than just beating the hell out of someone in a wrestling ring.  Anyone can teach that.  A killer instinct is about knowing what you want and being willing to do anything necessary to reach out and take whatever it is that you wanted.”

Kimberly motions to Arthur. “You wanted him, but you weren't sure that he really and truly wanted you.  He wanted someone named Kimberly Williams.  Namely moi.”

“So?”

“So, in a manner of speaking, you gave him what he wanted.  In order to get him wrapped around your little finger you pretended to be me and have continued to be me.  Tell me, sis, in poor little Arthur's mind, was he screwing Kimberly Williams or Marie Annabelle Jones?”

The Phoenix remains quiet for several moments, staring her half-sister down angrily.  Kimberly just laughs.

“I thought so...” Kimberly smirks “...you are more of a Williams, like me, than you are a Jones.”

Marie turns her back to Kim and heads for the window. Kimberly furrows her brow.

“And just where are you going?”

“Away from you.” Marie snipes back at her. “I don't need this aggravation right now, Kim.”

“This isn't about aggravating you.” Kimberly assures her. “This is about you accepting who you really are.”

Jones steps back into the bedroom through the window.  The ginger then turns back around towards Kimberly, glaring at her.

“I know who I am.”

“Do you?” Kimberly asks questioningly. “If I were you, I would make certain of that before I went any further with anything...whether it be in wrestling or in your personal life.”

Jones shakes her head in disbelief and then shuts the window.  This time, to ensure Kimberly cannot disturb her any further, Marie reaches up and shuts the blinds as well.  Jones turns around in time to see Arthur Pond stirring in bed.  She freezes, concerned that her and Kim's argument outside on the fire escape may have woke him.

“Oh, oh wow...”

His voice trails off as he stretches, trying to wake up.  He stretches as he slowly opens his eyes, feasting them upon the lovely figure of Marie Jones standing before him. He smiles pleasantly.

“Good morning, Kim.”

For a brief moment Marie doesn't know how to respond, for she just got through talking to the real Kimberly.  Then she remembers that Arthur thinks Marie is Kim.  Marie remembers how she should be acting.

“Goo...good morning, Arthur.” She forces a pleasant smile upon her face. “I...uh...I hope I didn't wake you.”

“I dunno,” he states “I just heard something moving.”

“Oh that was me.” Marie says, feigning innocence. “The sun woke me up, it was shining in my eyes, so I got up to close the blinds.”

Do you have any plans today?” Arthur asks in a voice that gives away how sleepy he truly is.

“No...” Marie's voice trails off.

“Then why don't you spend the rest of the day with me?”

Jones stares at him for a long period of time, a very tense period of time.  She didn't plan on this suggestion.  Then again, she didn't plan on sleeping with him last night either but obviously that happened.

“Um...I don't know...”

“You don't regret last night, do you?”

Jones smiles warmly. “No, I don't.”

“Then what's the problem?” Arthur asks. “It's not another man, is it?”

Marie vehemently shakes her head. “No, not that at all...”

The red-headed liar walks over to the edge of the king sized bed and sits down.  She sighs.

“In fact, I haven't had a man in a long time.”

“I find that hard to believe.”

Arthur begins as he crawls over towards Marie.  He sits up and leans over her shoulder.  Pond plants a kiss on her cheek.

“You are beautiful and you are the greatest thing to ever happen to me, Kimberly Williams.”

A warm smile forms across her face.  She shuts her eyes. “Really?”

“Really.” He says. “And the rest of those men out there, well they are just missing out.”

He kisses her again.  Marie then turns around and approaches his lips.  Their lips meet and they kiss, exchanging tongues.  Once that is done, Marie rests her head on his shoulders.

“Their loss is your gain.”

Arthur wraps his arms around Marie and the two lie back down in bed to begin once again with what they just got finished with last night...

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Kimberly Williams

On Camera

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I may not appear on screen at IWC television shows, I may not receive a paycheck from anyone associated with the Independent Wrestling Cartel, but that doesn't mean that little old me can't hear the scuttlebutt going around backstage.  That's my specialty, after all.  I make it my business to know any business that is associated with my dear, sweet, and loving sister Marie Annabelle Jones.

Do you dislike the changes Marie has made in her life?  Do you dislike Marie's...character?  Tough shit.  This is the Marie that is here to stay.  If you're not a fan of The Crown Jewel, the number one overall draft pick, then you need to sit down, shut up, and learn to live with her because she is going nowhere.

Are you butt-hurt over the fact that my sister won Best Gimmick in IWC?  Get over it.  Clearly more people liked my sister than they did you or else you may have been in contention.

Drew Bryant, I know you don't like my sister.  The fact that you are making her defend the tag title contender spot, a spot she EARNED, is evidence of that fact.  And you are trying your very best to hold her back.  If you had it your way she would be removed from the world title match at Revolution.

I don't see you punishing Alana Starr...

I don't see you being this tough on Vanilla Skyy...

...this kind of toughness, this biases, all of it is directed at just one person, the one person on the Uprising roster you hate, and that would be my sister Marie Annabelle Jones.

But just like everyone else, just like the rest of the haters, you are going to have to learn to live with Marie's dominance here in IWC and specifically on Uprising.  If you think this tag team clusterfuck is going to stop her then you truly are delusional.

Marie Jones is up against quite an obstacle but she will overcome it, just like she has overcome all of the other obstacles, much to the chagrin and disappointment of Drew Bryant and the Marie Jones Haters out there.

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Marie Jones

On Camera

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You know, at Burger King they say that you can have it your way.  Have it your way at Burger King!  You can also have it your way at Subway.  You can go right down the line and pick your choice of bread, your choice of cheeses and meats, fruits and veggies!  Sounds so great, doesn't it?  It sounds so wonderful to have it your way.

That's the fast food world we live in.  We are spoiled to the extent that we want instant gratification.  We want what we want and if we don't get it immediately, then we are going to whine and moan until we get what we want.

Professional wrestling has become like the fast food world.  If you don't believe me, just look at your twitter feed or any other form of social media and take note of how many of these great superstars are whining, bitching, and moaning about the smallest little thing.

I didn't win Best Gimmick!

I didn't win the tag title contender match!

I didn't become world champion!

I didn't become number one contender to the world title!

All of this pissing and moaning is getting on my nerves, especially considering the fact that if anyone has a right to complain it's me!  Ever since I became a part of the Uprising roster, by being picked number one overall in the draft, Drew Bryant has been doing his best to make my life a living hell!

He didn't give me the world title match I rightfully deserved.  I was never pinned and I was never made to submit at Invictus and yet the person who was pinned was given chance, after chance, after chance until she finally did get the title, all because she and the IWC management have a mutual ass-kissing society going on!

Drew Bryant also suspended me for no reason.  No good reason whatsoever.  It was only thanks to Silas Mason that I got back on the roster and only thanks to Silas Mason did I finally get the world title match I rightfully deserved.

I earned a tag team title opportunity fair and square in the center of the ring with my tag team partner Amanda Blaze but does that mean anything?  Hell, does a title contendership mean ANYTHING AT ALL in the fucking IWC?

Apparently not, because as a sign of further bias against me, Drew Bryant made history.  Drew Bryant, for the first time to my knowledge in wrestling history he decides to put the title shot that was already earned back up on the line!

You defend CHAMPIONSHIPS!  Who the hell defends a number one contender spot?  No one!  NO ONE has ever defended a number one contender spot until now!  All because Drew Bryant is biased.

So if anyone has a right to complain it's me, and yet you don't see me bitching do you?  You don't see me pissing and moaning do you?  I haven't even been on social media since last Uprising because the amount of crybaby bitches I see on my timeline have made me so completely and utterly sick to my stomach that I cannot stand to see it any longer!

Instead of pissing and moaning about your problems all over twitter so the world can see your dirty laundry, you should go out there and get the job done in the ring, and that is what I have been doing since Last Stand.  I won the IWC World Tag Team Titles.  I tied for second place in the Last Stand Rumble.  I main evented Invictus II.  I have now earned another shot at the tag titles and a shot at the world title.

But do I get rewarded for my efforts?  No.  Instead I get punished, and my crime is only that the owner doesn't like me.

True Sinistry should thank Drew Bryant for this opportunity.  But that's all it is, just an opportunity.  Jessica Wilde can gloat all she can about a win that NEVER HAPPENED, and a win that was a fluke even if it did, but she won't win this time.  The reason she won't win can be explained in two simple words...

...Lilith Evans...

...yeah, I'm sorry Lilith is your partner, but it is what it is.  She's your partner, therefore you're gonna lose.  Sucks to be you.

I like you, Chris Davids.  And Cassius Delight, you've never given me any reason to hate you, either.  I wish you the best of luck in both of your careers.  Too bad your careers won't get a jump start on Uprising.  You have no experience as a team.  Hell, Gavin and Ricky don't have any experience either.  Me and Blaze do.  That's all that needs to be said about that.

Siqua and Eve.  At least you two can work together, and being the trainee of Ba'al makes Eve especially dangerous, but I have to ask, are you two more focused on the tag titles or are you focused on beating up and beating down Jessica Wilde and humiliating her fraudulent True Sinistry bullshit?

In all honesty, you and Siqua and Ba'al, you are the real deal, not Jessica and her New Coke rip off version of Sinistry.  So I do hope you two can humiliate her real well.  And in the event Blaze and I fail to retain our number one contender status...

...fail to retain our number one contender status...I can't believe I actually said that...no number one contender should have to say that kind of ridiculous bullshit...

...but in any event, if we fail to retain our number one contender status, I'd rather you two have it than anyone else in this damn clusterfuck that Drew Bryant has put together.  But me and Blaze don't plan on losing this.  We plan on winning.  We're going to stick it to Drew Bryant and the rest of the haters out there who want to see me fail.

Fact is that I CANNOT be stopped!  Fact is that I am The Crown Jewel of Professional Wrestling and I always rise to the occasion!