SCW End of the Year Open Invitational

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Off Camera

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“I can’t believe this!”

The voice is the enraged voice of the ever-so-lovely oldest daughter of Angelica Jones.  No, not Corey Jones, who already has a contract to wrestle for Supreme Championship Wrestling, but instead the daughter who is contracted to wrestle for the Independent Wrestling Cartel.

Yes, we are talking about “The Crown Jewel of Professional Wrestling”, “The Phoenix” Marie Annabelle Jones.

Young Marie just wants to be able to compete.  She wants to compete with the best, against the best, in order to prove that she is the best.  It’s the competitive nature that comes naturally from her mother, SCW’s own Angelica Jones.

If you know Angelica and you know that her family is just as competitive as she is, then you should know that Marie Annabelle Jones takes that competitive streak and turns it up several degrees.  Back in IWC she did everything she could to try and win the Last Stand Rumble but came up just short.  She used every resource available to her, including Silas Mason, to manage to get into the Invictus II main event for the world title but she failed to capture the big belt.  She got yet a third opportunity against IWC’s Uprising World Champion Vanilla Skyy and again she failed to capture the gold.

Failure is not in Marie’s vocabulary.  She will not accept failure.  She will keep fighting, she will never give up.  That’s just who she is.  Marie does not wish to rest or relax until she has gotten her career back on track.

Unfortunately the Independent Wrestling Cartel will not let her compete.  She was injured during a match and has been put on medical leave.  In other words, she is on the shelf and IWC will not clear her to compete.

“This is an outrage!”

Now you can see why Marie is so upset.

We open in the Jones family homestead in Boston, Massachusetts.  The Jones Family Christmas has just come to an end.  Everyone has come and gone and the only people who remain are Angelica and Kayla Jones as well as Angelica’s oldest daughter Marie.  The Sisterhood sits side-by-side on a plush comfortable leather sofa, watching the younger generation of Jones pace the floor in angst and frustration.

“Do you think we should calm her down?”

Kayla asks.  Angelica just shakes her head, grinning knowingly.

“No, let’s let her fume for a little bit longer.”

The younger Jones paces the floor angrily, wearing a knee length black skirt, black high heeled pumps, and a wine colored long sleeve sweater.  Her long red hair hangs unrestrained down to shoulder length. Kayla is fully clothed in blue jeans, flip flops, and a black “SCW” t-shirt.  Her long red hair is pulled into a ponytail in the back.  Angelica, the matriarch of the Jones family, is wearing a tight form fitting black dress and strappy high heeled shoes.

“I should be competing!  They have no right to keep me from the action!  This is bullshit!”

Angelica, having seen and heard enough from her angry daughter, sighs and decides to speak up.

“Marie, darling, they DO have the authority to do that.  If they feel your safety is at risk due to that injury then yes, they can keep you from competing.”

Marie shakes her head. “No…”

“No?”

“No.  IWC lets people get away with attempted murder and yet they want to pretend like they give a damn about my safety?  They don’t give a damn about my safety.  They’re just using this as an excuse to keep me from competing!”

“Oh for God’s sake!”

Kayla exclaims loudly as she shoots up from her seat on the sofa.  She approaches her niece not so cautiously and not so carefully.  Immediately Kayla rears back and slaps Marie Annabelle Jones hard and fast across the cheek.  Marie rubs her cheek gently so as to ease the stinging pain.  It doesn’t hurt, really.  It was more of a surprise than anything else.  She wasn’t expecting her aunt Kayla to do that.

“Aunt Kayla…”

“Shut up, Marie.” Kayla says harshly and definitively. “Shut up and listen to me for just one second.”

Angelica snickers. “One second?”

“You know what I mean.” Kayla snaps back at Angelica before turning her attention back to Marie. “Listen to yourself, you are still whining and bitching and moaning.  You are still crying about how IWC is trying to screw you over.”

“So?  They clearly are.”

“Whether they are or not is irrelevant.” Kayla snaps back. “My point is that you promised to change and, from where I stand, it seems as if you have not changed one iota.”

Kayla takes her niece by the hands and gently helps her down onto the sofa, sitting in between her and her mother.  Kayla gazes deep into Marie’s eyes.

“I hate to sound so harsh.  I hate to put it so bluntly.  But it’s the truth and you know it.”

Marie sighs and, upon realizing her aunt is right, she nods her head. “You’re right, Aunt Kayla.  You are absolutely right.  I cannot and I should not just continue to whine and complain, but…”

The redhead wipes some tears from her eyes “…but when will I get to compete again?  When will IWC clear me to compete?”

“I guess you may have to just sit and wait…”

Angelica’s voice trails off.  The mere possibility of not getting to compete causes Marie to look even more downtrodden. But Kayla’s face grows happy, joyous, a grin upon her face.  Marie notices this.

“What’s making you so happy about this?”

“Yeah, I’d like to know the answer to that one myself.” Angelica pipes in.

“Marie shouldn’t be complaining.  But at the same time, she doesn’t have to just sit and take it either.”

“What does that mean?” Marie asks curiously.

“You cannot compete in IWC until you have been medically cleared by their staff.  But that doesn’t mean some other wrestling company won’t clear you to compete.”

Angelica’s eyes grow wide. “I think I see where you’re going with this, sis.”

“Well I don’t.” Marie answers.

Kayla grabs her niece by her hands. “Think about it, Marie.  Just think.  There are other wrestling companies out there.  Your mother and I are involved with many of them.  One of them in particular is hosting a battle royal, an end of the year battle royal, where anyone and everyone is invited to participate.”

“Supreme Championship Wrestling?”

Kayla nods her head. “Exactly.”

“You’re suggesting I enter the SCW End of the Year Battle Royal?”

“Why not?” Kayla insists. “This would be a perfect opportunity for you to make a statement and send a message to the Independent Wrestling Cartel by winning that battle royal, showing them that you are not only ready to return but that you are also the future of IWC.”

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On Camera

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My name is Marie Annabelle Jones, I am the oldest daughter of Angelica Jones, someone you SCW people should know very well.  As for who am I?  I am The Phoenix because no matter how many times you keep knocking me down, I keep getting back up.  I also consider myself to be The Crown Jewel of Professional Wrestling.

Of course I can call myself the Queen of England and it doesn’t make it so.  Actions have to back up words and while I can talk a good game, it is high time that I backed up my words with actions and accomplishments.  It is time that I proved to the wrestling world exactly what I am capable of.

Yes, I am a member of the Independent Wrestling Cartel’s Uprising Brand.  I guess I should be making my impact there.  Unfortunately IWC won’t clear me to compete due to an injury, a silly injury, an injury that I know has been healed.  I am ready to go and I am ready to make an impact.  I am ready to prove that I can be exactly what I say I am; The Crown Jewel of Professional Wrestling.

Since IWC won’t clear me to compete, then I have to circumvent them.  I have to find a loophole.  And there is one great big loophole out there named Supreme Championship Wrestling’s End of Year Open Invitational Battle Royal.  Open Invitation means anyone can participate.  Open Invitation means that I can wrestle without fear of any damn medical doctor orders holding me back.

And the Independent Wrestling Cartel can do absolutely NOTHING about it.

To me this isn’t about the $250,000 grand prize or the brand new car.  I have money.  I have a car.  I don’t need the grand prize that the winner receives.  So for me, winning this battle royal is about something far greater than all of that.  This is about something far greater than material possessions.  Winning this battle royal isn’t even about bragging rights for me.

Winning this battle royal is about proving to myself personally that I AM exactly who and what I say that I am…The Crown Jewel of Professional Wrestling, The Phoenix, and potentially the future of this industry.

Independent Wrestling Cartel has their reasons for keeping me on the shelf.  I won’t go into what those reasons are and I will not speculate.  Their reasons are their reasons.  But I will say that they are making a mistake by not utilizing a talent such as mine, because I am a great talent, and I am going to prove it to them when I walk into SCW’s home turf and win at their own game.