I had two
goals heading into this World Title Contender Series. The first goal, the primary goal, was to
become number one contender for the SCW World Championship. The second goal was simply to prove to the
SCW universe that I have arrived. The
second goal was to earn the respect of each and every individual who wrestles
for Supreme Championship Wrestling.
No, I didn’t
become the number one contender for the SCW World Championship, but based upon
my performance throughout this series, I believe it’s safe to say that I have
earned the respect of the SCW locker room.
It is safe to say that I have proven to the athletes who compete in this
company that I am a threat, that I am a force to be reckoned with, and that someday
I will be SCW World Champion.
In other
words, I have silenced my critics.
Well, maybe
there is still one critic, but that critic is an individual whose opinion I
don’t really value. Christy Matthews has
already proven to me through the actions she’s taken throughout this series
that her opinions are not to be taken seriously, because she clearly doesn’t
take any of this seriously.
If she’s the
final critic I have to silence then so be it, but truth be told, I don’t need
to prove myself to her. All I want to do
is shut her mouth and send her self-entitled ass packing to the back of the
line. And that’s exactly what I intend to do at Learning From History.
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Scene 1
Off Camera
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The World
Championship Contender Series didn’t turn out the way Marie Annabelle Jones had
hoped. At the end of the day it was Bree
Lancaster, not Marie Jones, who won the title shot. But Marie is grateful for one thing at least;
she proved that she is a major league player in Supreme Championship
Wrestling. She defeated two former world
champions in the form of Ace Marshall and Christy Matthews to get as close as
she did to earning that world championship match. She may not have a title shot, but she earned
the respect of nearly everyone in the SCW locker room.
Nearly
everyone; there is still one person left to deal with, one critic left to
silence and that individual is Christy Matthews, a person whom Marie still
takes great issue with due to her approach to this entire contenders
series. But Marie will get the
opportunity to deal with Christy at a later date; specifically at the Learning
From History pay per view.
Dealing with
Christy isn’t the only thing on the mind of Marie Jones at this moment. She still worries about her mother, the
matriarch of the Jones family Angelica Jones, who has recently showed signs of
mental instability.
Up until
this point, Marie has been told not to worry too much about her mother. Her husband Arthur, her aunt Kayla, even her
parish priest seems to suggest that others can take care of Angelica and that
diverting all of her time and attention onto her mother could be detrimental to
other aspects of her life; namely, her wrestling career.
Marie
understands the gravity of the situation and what that would mean. She only just recently took the steps
necessary to get closer to a future world title shot. She earned the respect of the SCW locker
room. To lose that now could mean she
never gets it back. And yet, she has
always believed that family comes first.
She had always believed that she should look out for family before
anything and everything else in her own life.
“I can’t believe my mother! I just can’t believe her!”
And based on
the upset voice of Marie Annabelle Jones, it seems as if this situation has
taken yet another strange turn. The
Crown Jewel of Professional Wrestling is pacing the carpeted floor of her
living room. She has no shoes on but
does wear a knee length black skirt and a long sleeve red sweater. Her husband,
Arthur Pond, sits in a comfy chair directly across from his pacing wife. A smirk is on his face.
“You seem upset.” Arthur answers back.
“Of course I’m upset!” Marie exclaims as
she stops momentarily to stare down her husband. “My mother is on the verge of snapping.
She is on the verge of a mental and emotional breakdown. And I want to help her,” she points a
finger at Arthur “but you and my Aunt
Kayla and even my own priest and so many others think I should just leave well
enough alone. Each and every one of you
think I should stay out of it and let her descend into madness!”
“Now Marie,” Arthur sighs and shakes his
head “that’s not what we suggested. We merely suggested that you find a happy
medium, a balance between your family life and your professional life.”
“Or in other words, ignore my mother’s
problem.” Marie sneers as she resumes her pacing.
“No, what we…or at least what I mean…is that
you should find a balance and not to ignore either one. Consider this, Marie, people are really
starting to sit up and take notice of you since you beat the likes of Ace Marshall
and Christy Matthews, two former world champions, in that triple threat match.”
“It didn’t do me any good.” Marie snaps
back as she continues to pace the floor. “I
still lost the series to Bree.”
“True, but you proved yourself a worthy
contender. You proved that you a threat
to be taken seriously. And to any other
doubters out there, those few individuals, you will silence them by beating
Christy Matthews one on one at Learning From History.”
Marie lets
out a big sigh of exasperation. She
stops pacing and again turns to face her loving husband, whom she knows only
cares about her and only wants to see the best for her, but she feels he just
cannot understand the conflict that she is going through right now.
“All of that is true, I get that, and believe
me, I look forward to teaching Christy a lesson, but I’ve always put loyalty to
family above anything else. The Jones
family as a whole has always had each other’s back and I want to do what I can
to help my mother in her own time of crisis.
But I was told not to worry about it, not let it get to me. I was told to focus on the contender series
and that my mom would be fine. And then
what did I learn?”
“I know…” Arthur remarks; nodding his
head with a frown, almost as if he anticipates the worst and is bracing himself
for it.
“My mother spoke with Kimberly…” she
throws her arms up into the air out of frustration “…KIMBERLY of all people!”
Kimberly
Williams is the identical twin sister of Marie Annabelle Jones. On top of that, Kimberly had also just been
through her own mental crisis. It was
for that reason that Angelica chose to open up to Kimberly first as opposed to
anyone else in the family. That
knowledge doesn’t make it any better for Marie, who flipped out when she
learned of the meeting between the two.
“And what is it about Kimberly that
disqualifies her from talking to Angelica?”
“Seriously?” Marie blinks furiously,
seemingly stunned that Arthur would pose such a question. “You are seriously asking me that?”
“Yes.”
“Fine.” Marie sighs deeply. “How about I start out with the fact that
she, herself, only recently got medically cleared by a psychiatrist?”
“That should make her immensely qualified to
speak to someone who is questioning their own mental instability, I would
think.” Arthur retorts.
“Ok, how about the fact that I’m her
daughter?”
“So is Kim.”
“But I’ve been there for mom far longer than
Kimberly has. They only recently
discovered one another, Arthur. Why go
to her? Why go to Kimberly instead of
me?!”
“You’re not going to like my answer.”
Arthur stands up out of his chair and places both of his strong hands upon his
wife’s shoulders. “But your mother, as
strong as she tries to appear, has gone through hell throughout her life. She hides it well but I’m sure she’s hurting
a great deal for many reasons. And with
you, while it is true that you and her have a greater history together, maybe
even a stronger relationship together, Angelica made sure to protect you, some
would argue that she tried to shelter you from certain problems of the real
world, because she didn’t want you to endure the same kinds of problems that
she had to endure. She wanted you to
have a better life than she had.”
Arthur
smiles and nods his head. “And she should
be commended for that, but Kimberly went through hell her life as well, and
that makes her more qualified to help your mother than you are. Besides, you’re right about the fact that
Kimberly hasn’t had a chance to bond with Angelica in the same way you have.”
He leans over and kisses Marie on the cheek. “So wouldn’t this be a great opportunity for Angelica to bond with the
daughter she never got a chance to know?”
“I guess…” Marie’s voice trails off,
pausing to think about things for a moment; finally, she nods her head “…I guess you’re right. I hate to admit it, but you’re probably
right. I just hate the fact that…”
Her voice trails off again as she shakes her head “…I hate the fact that I wasn’t there for mom. It makes me feel guilty, you know?”
“I know but you can’t be the hero all of the
time, Marie. Sometimes you have to stand
back and let others be the hero.
Sometimes you have to let others save you.”
“That’s hard to do, Arthur.” Marie says
with a playful half-grin and a wink. “And
you should know, because we’ve been together long enough that you should know
me and know how I am. I have that
infamous Jones stubborn streak running right through me. I won’t just let go that easily.”
“I do know, but you also need to know that
it’s healthier for you if you just let go.
I really think this is one situation you don’t need to involve yourself
in. Your mother will get the help she
needs. Believe me.”
“I’m sure she will, but I just…” Marie
shakes her head with exasperation written across her face.
“But what?” Arthur asks. “What else do you need, Marie?”
“I just need to know if my mom is ok. That’s all.”
“That’s easy.” Arthur says with a
knowing grin of his own. “Just ask Kim.”
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Scene 2
Off Camera
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It’s been a
few hours since Marie and Arthur had their talk about Marie’s mother, Angelica
Jones. Marie’s primary concern was the
fact that Angelica went to Kimberly first instead of Marie. It shook Marie up to think that Angelica
trusted Kimberly more on this issue than Marie herself. And while Arthur seemed to explain the
situation well enough, The Phoenix still wants to hear it for herself. She wants to hear it straight from the
source. And while Angelica Jones may not
be here, the next best thing still does live with Marie and Arthur…
…Kimberly
Williams.
The Crown
Jewel of Professional Wrestling ascends the stairs to the stairs to the second
level of her home in Boston, Massachusetts.
When she reaches the second level it isn’t a long walk down the hall
until she reaches the bedroom door of her identical twin sister. Marie knocks on the door hoping to get
Kimberly’s attention.
“Kim…are you awake?”
“Yeah, I’m awake. Seriously, it’s just seven at night.”
“Oh, right…” Marie sighs “…uh, may I come in?”
“Sure.”
Marie pushes
the door open and steps inside. She
finds Kimberly sitting on the end of her bed with her back turned towards
Marie. She walks up to the bed and sits
down on the other side of the bed, with her back turned towards Kim.
“Arthur and I are thinking of going out
somewhere tonight. Do you want to come?”
“Nah, you and your boy toy have fun by
yourselves. I may find some rotten food
and throw it at old people.”
“Be serious, Kim.” Marie says, rolling
her eyes.
“I am being serious.” Kimberly remarks
with a nasty snicker. “Throwing things at
old people is fun!”
“I’ll pretend I didn’t hear that.” Marie
responds.
“So much frustration in your voice, sis.”
Kimberly swings her feet back onto the bed and turns around to face Marie. Kimberly slowly crawls over so that she is
side by side with her identical twin. “Are
you upset about something?”
“No.” Marie snaps back quickly. “I’m fine.”
“I’ll give you credit for one thing,
babe. You are a spectacularly BAD liar.”
Kimberly says, winking at Marie.
“I’m not lying!”
“Another spectacularly bad lie!”
“No, I’m not lying.” Marie insists,
shaking her head.
“Look, we’re not just sisters, but we’re
twins. I think I know you better than
anyone else. Hell, I WAS you for a few
months during that stage when I was kinda crazy and sorta, kinda kidnapped you
and stuff.”
“You did kidnap me, Kim.” Marie says,
frowning. “There is no ‘sorta’ or ‘kinda’
about it.”
“Whatever.” Kimberly says, rolling her
eyes. “Point is, I know you. And I know when you’re lying. So just give it up already and tell me what’s
up. I’ll keep bothering the hell out of
you until you tell me. So you may as
well just get it over with and tell me.”
Normally the
Jones stubborn streak would kick in and cause Marie to fight back but logic
tells her that Kimberly is right. Her
twin sister may act like she’s crazy but she’s very shrewd and very smart. She knows what she’s doing and she can figure
out someone rather quickly. Kimberly, no
doubt, already knows for a fact that Marie is lying.
“You saw mom…”
“Yeah, I did.” Kimberly remarks with a
confused look on her face. “What’s your
point?”
“How is she?”
“She’s fine, all things considered.” Kimberly
says, shrugging her shoulders, as she isn’t quite sure what Marie wants to
know. “More than anything else she’s
scared.”
“What is she scared of?”
“The mental hospital. She was locked up once before, as you know,
and she’s afraid of being locked up again if she were to go get professional
help.”
“Yeah, that’d make sense.” Marie says,
nodding her head.
“I think she’ll do the right thing, though.”
“You mean she’ll get the help she needs?”
“If that’s what’s best for her, then yes.”
“Of course it’s what’s best for her, Kim!”
Marie exclaims.
“Who am I to be the judge of that?”
Kimberly asks with a wink.
“It’s just that…” Marie sighs and shakes
her head “…look, just so long as mom is
fine, I’m ok.”
Marie hops
up off of the bed and starts to walk out but Kimberly, sensing that her twin
sister is still hiding something, rolls off the bed and follows her.
“Marie, wait!” Kimberly rushes to the
door and shuts the door before Marie can even open it. “We need to talk.”
“We’ve talked, Kim.” Marie responds
calmly. “There’s nothing else to talk
about.”
“Oh sure there is.” Kim responds with a
sly grin. “We could talk about what is
really bothering you.”
“There’s nothing bothering me.”
“Sure there is.” Kim grins knowingly. “In fact, I bet I can guess what it is.”
“No you can’t!”
“Ah-ha!” Kimberly starts jumping up and
down excitedly. “You admit something else
is bothering you!”
“I admit nothing!” Marie vehemently
shakes her head.
“Oh there you go lying again.” Kimberly
playfully touches Marie on the nose. “Lying
isn’t good, sweetie. Didn’t mommy ever
teach you that?”
“Why don’t you tell me?!” Marie exclaims
loudly and angrily. “You seem to talk to
her more than me lately!”
“And there we go.” Kimberly says
confidently. “Therein lies our problem.”
“Huh?
What are you…?” Then it hits Marie and her look of confusion
contorts as she realizes what just happened. “Oh, right…yeah…”
“So, would ya mind filling in the details
before I embarrass you further?”
Kimberly
takes Marie by her hand and guides her back over to the bed. The twin siblings sit back down on the edge
of the bed. Marie sighs and nods her
head.
“I admit, Kim…it bothered me when I learned
that mom asked you to talk to her about her problems and not me.”
“Why would that bother you?”
“I’ve been around her more than you,
Kim. She’s always been there for me and
whenever she’s needed me I was there for her.
I guess I was jealous of you.”
“Jealous?” Kimberly is stunned and yet
also apparently pleased just so slightly. “You
were jealous of me?”
“Yeah.”
“All this time I wanted to be you, I was
jealous of the relationship you had with our mom, and now this one time you are
jealous of me.” Kimberly chuckles. “I
hate it for you, but it does kinda feel sweet.”
“Gee, thanks.”
“Sorry,” Kimberly quickly states “but seriously, there’s no need to feel
jealous. Trust me, as someone who felt
that very same feeling for the longest time, there is no need to feel that
way. Mom probably still loves you more
than me, anyway. It’s just that my
unique experience when it comes to mental instability made me more suitable to help
her, you know?”
“I know, and I also know that you needed
this time to bond with our mother; so I am happy for you, Kim. It ‘s just difficult to accept that I have to
share her.”
“What do you mean? You always had to share her. There’s Jessica, our half-sister, remember
her?”
“Yes,” Marie nods her head “but she’s always been a bit of a
loner. Plus she still has a biological
father who is very much active in her life.
I only had mom so I kinda hogged her to myself.” Marie grins
sheepishly. “I guess I’ll have to learn
to share her.”
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On Camera
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This contender
series has come and gone and while it did not go my way, I still am damn proud
of what I did. I fought with the best of
them in the battle royal at The Future Is Now to earn my spot in the series. And unlike SOME PEOPLE I actually tried in
the battle royal. I fought my ass off in
that battle royal. And while SOME PEOPLE
took shortcuts throughout the series and lost, I fought my ass off each and
every step of the way, and while there were some instances that I lost, there
was one big match I won and that was the time I defeated not one but TWO former
world champions in the same damn match.
No, I did
not become number one contender to the world championship, but I am a former
United States Champion and in the process of this contender series I proved
that I can hang in the main event scene and that someday soon I will be SCW
World Champion. Even in defeat I still
earned the respect of the SCW locker room because of what I managed to do in
this contender series.
While we’re
talking respect, Christy Matthews, I can honestly say that I have lost all
respect for you. I will tell you why in
a moment but first let me just state for the record that I think the name of
this upcoming pay per view, Learning From History, is an appropriate name. I am a student of the game, Christy. I have studied the past, I have studied the
illustrious history of Supreme Championship Wrestling, and more specifically, I
have looked at those who have held its top prize, the World Championship, and
what I noticed that each and every one of them have in common is a drive and
determination to be the best.
You used to
have that drive and determination. The
fact that you once held that championship is proof positive of that. But either you forgot the lessons of history
or you’ve just stubbornly chosen to ignore them, either way you are no longer
that person you used to be. You no
longer have that same drive and determination that made you a world champion,
that made you one of the best.
This has
nothing to do with taking shortcuts, by the way. You mentioned taking shortcuts and how that’s
“no big deal”…you mentioned that the Jones family does it all the time…and you
know what, I won’t deny that. The Jones
family knows every dirty trick in the book.
Hell, we invented some of them.
So yeah, we have taken shortcuts before, but what you did during the
contender series is not just merely taking a shortcut.
You were
choosing not to compete at all until it suited you. That’s something less than “a shortcut”; it’s
something worse. Because not competing
shows me and it shows everyone else that you don’t give a damn whether you win
or not.
All you did
throughout this series was prove that you no longer have the heart to keep you
going in this business. All you proved
was that you did not have that same drive and determination that made you
great. And because of that you have lost
the respect I had for you and I’m sure there are others in the locker room who
no longer respect you either.
You clearly
have not learned from history, because if you had learned from history then you
would have known that you need to fight like hell each and every night in order
to get that golden ticket to greatness.
If you want to be champion, you need to show that you still have the
drive and determination to do what’s necessary to get things done.
But hell,
you weren’t doing a damn thing in the contender series. In fact, looking back at things, I made a
mistake in choosing to eliminate you. I
should have eliminated Ace instead and let you be a part of the triple threat
against Bree and myself. Then I know it
would’ve just been one on one me against Bree because you damn sure would’ve
sat on your fat dumpy ass and did nothing while Bree and I fought to see who
was the best.
You can’t be
bothered to actually DO anything, can you?
There’s an
old saying, Christy. And I hope you
listen to this and listen well. But that
old saying goes, “Those who do not learn
history are doomed to repeat it.”
I have been
an active wrestler since 2007 and I have damn sure learned the lessons of
history. I know how cutthroat this
business is and I know what it takes to get ahead. I also know that each company is its own
distinct animal and I have just about figured out how to get along in Supreme
Championship Wrestling. You could say
I’m evolving my game.
But you,
you’re regressing. You have not learned
a damn thing since the last time you were a title holder in SCW. You’re getting worse. Instead of earning your opportunities by
fighting, by busting your ass, and earning it the hard way, you expect sit idly
by and have the opportunity fall into your lap.
Seriously, how else did you think you would earn a title shot if you were
just going to not do anything throughout this contender series? Were you seriously expecting Mr. D to just
hand you a title shot because your name is Christy Matthews?
It doesn’t
work that way you self-entitled bitch.
You earn your way in Supreme Championship Wrestling. You once believed that but now you’ve
forgotten it. Perhaps it’s time for a
refresher course and I’m just the teacher to drill those lessons into your
skull.
And the best
way I know how to drill those lessons into your skull is by driving your head
into the mat with an Ave Maria. Or maybe
you’ll figure out that something’s wrong with your approach if I humble you and
make you tap out in front of the entire world at Lessons From History?
However this
ends, whether by a pin fall after the Ave Maria or a tap out from the Angel’s
Arch, either way you will learn to respect me and you will learn to respect
this industry because I will beat that respect into you.