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April 15th,
2019
Seattle
Washington
Off Camera
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Sunlight
streams in from the window, striking the face of Marie Annabelle Jones as she
lies down in her King sized bed in her luxury suite hotel room in Seattle,
Washington. Marie slowly blinks herself awake and stares into the sunlight with
a warm smile upon her face. In the past
the sunlight would be an unwelcome visitor.
In the past, Marie’s life looked quite opposite the brightness of the
sun. Her life and, well, her career itself,
seemed to be careening down a dark and abysmal abyss where everyone had
seemingly abandoned her.
Not that she
didn’t deserve the treatment. Jones had
abandoned all of her friends and supporters first by siding with Katya and Dark
Fantasy. She even drug her sister,
Kimberly Williams, along for the ride.
But unlike most others, Kimberly did not give up on Marie. Kimberly remained loyal and that loyalty paid
off. Marie found her way back. And now, despite everything she did, she now
has a second chance.
She may not
have earned top contender rights for the tag titles at Tabula Rasa, but that’s
fine with her. Evidence of Marie’s
second chance is the fact that she is the reigning SCW Television Champion. Sasha didn’t have to grant her that opportunity
but she granted her that chance anyway and Marie took full advantage of that
opportunity, defeating Ruby Amarant for the SCW Television Championship just a
few days before Tabula Rasa.
Now with
Tabula Rasa out of the way Marie is focused on trying to keep her career moving
in the right direction. She is focused
on trying to rebuild those bridges that she burned and rebuild the reputation
that she tarnished due to her own actions.
Jones is
full of hope and optimism that she can turn things around and redeem herself,
redeem her career, and finally get back on track after putting this issue with
Katya to rest once and for all. Katya,
though, doesn’t seem interested in putting anything to rest. Each and every chance she gets she has
threatened The Phoenix. Marie isn’t
taking those threats lightly. But she
isn’t letting Katya’s threats or her goons bother her. That much is evident from the wide warm smile
upon her face as she throws the cover off and sits up, revealing herself in
black lace panties, matching lace bra, and sheer nylon stockings. She swings her nylon covered legs over the
edge of the bed and stretches out before standing up…
“Looking good, sis!”
Startled,
Marie spins around only to find her identical twin sister Kimberly Williams standing
behind her just a few feet away.
Kimberly is smirking knowingly.
Were it not for their different attire (Kimberly is wearing denim jeans,
black boots, and a black t-shirt which reads “I Groped Mr. D” in hot pink) it
would be like looking in a mirror.
“Kim!
What the hell…?!”
“I’m just giving you a compliment. That’s all.” Kimberly winks. “But hell, I should know shouldn’t I? Identical twins and all. If I wanted a look at your privates all I
have to do is take off my clothes and voila!”
Marie sighs
and shakes her head. “How did you even
get in here?”
“Oh that was easy. I could have broke in but I opted for the
easier way.”
Marie
studies her twin for a moment for frowning. “You
told that poor guy at the front desk you were me?”
“Bingo!” Kimberly declares excitedly. “Being you is so fun and soooo easy!”
“I’m glad someone thinks it’s easy being
me.” Marie says, rolling her eyes.
The Phoenix walks over to the bed and sits back down. Kimberly walks over and joins her next to the
bed.
“Awwww, what’s wrong? Someone urinate in your cheerios?”
“Don’t you mean piss in your cornflakes?”
“I hate cornflakes. Yuck!” The Woman Scorned sticks out her
tongue. “Plus, urinate makes me sound
smarter than pee…”
Marie rolls
her eyes. “Whatever, Kim.”
“Seriously, sis. Tell your bestest sister ever what’s wrong.”
Marie shrugs
her shoulders. “I don’t know, Kim. I just wish I was more like you.”
“More like me?” Kimberly asks, sounding
somewhat astonished. “Are you being
serious? Are you sick?” Kimberly
places her hand against Marie’s forehead, as if checking for a fever. “Nope, not sick.”
“I’m fine!” Marie exclaims, swatting her
twin sister’s hand away.
“But something has to be wrong for you to
want to be anything like me.” She chuckles. “It’s funny, actually. I always
wanted to be more like you, now you want to be more like me.”
“Only in the sense that you’re so…uh…how do
I want to say this nicely? You’re…” Marie’s
voice trails as she ponders the proper way to say this without offending her
sister “…uh, chill? Relaxed?
Um…”
“You mean I can disconnect from my emotions
and reality?” Kim smirks knowingly.
Marie nods her head while smiling sheepishly. “Yeah, it’s a talent. You may
think it as a gift but honestly, I’d rather be more like you.”
“Why?” Marie asks. “It still bothers me what I did to my friends and family and even to
the fans. I abandoned everyone and for
what? Because Katya promised me a world
title match. I got two and I couldn’t
even take advantage of either.”
“First of all, sis, that bitch manipulated
you. Secondly, quit beating yourself up. You’re not alone, you know? You may feel isolated right now but trust me,
more and more people will start to give you a second chance. You will earn that trust back.”
“You think so?” Marie asks hopefully.
“I know so.
And as for me being able to flip that switch and turn the emotions on
and off,” she shakes her head “it
isn’t as easy as you think.”
“What do you mean?” Marie asks
curiously, arching her brow.
“Well…” Kimberly’s voice trails
off. Then the self-proclaimed sociopath
shakes her head “…just forget about it.”
Kimberly
gets up and starts to walk away but Marie stands up as well and snatches her by
the arm, stopping her dead in her tracks.
“You’re not going to leave me hanging like
that.” The Phoenix states. “Spill the
beans. What’s bothering you?”
“It’s nothing.” Kimberly pauses and
shakes her head.
“I know better than that because I know my
sister.” Marie turns Kimberly around so that the two are face to face, nose
to nose. “Look, I was there for you when
you wanted help to control your mental issues.
You were there for me just recently, to help me with Katya and Dark
Fantasy. We are here for each other,
that’s what sisters are for. So tell me,
what is wrong? Maybe I can help.”
“You can’t help.” Kimberly shakes her
head again. “No one can help because no
one knows the trauma that I’ve been through.
No one knows the nightmare of a life that I’ve lived. People look at me as crazy Kim but you know
better. You know that I used to be a
very dangerous person.”
“But you’re a good person now.” Marie
states definitively. “You’ve worked hard
to better yourself and I am proud of you.
Mom is too.”
“Mom isn’t the problem.” Kimberly snaps. “It’s
dad.”
“Dad?”
“I haven’t been able to focus a damn bit
since our Aunt Catherine told us about our father and his family. When I heard what Roger Williams did to that
young girl, it jerked me back into reality.
You know what I realized, Marie?”
“No.” The Phoenix shakes her head.
“If that family is capable of that kind of
crime, then so am I. I am a monster,
Marie. That’s what that whole story told
me. It told me that I am a monster.”
Kimberly
sits back down on the bed. Tears form in
her eyes. “I wish I hadn’t have asked. I should’ve left well enough alone and never
learned about my father. Ignorance is
bliss, you know?”
Marie stares
at her twin sister. She wants to help
her. The Phoenix approaches the bed and
sits down next to her and embraces her in a tight hug.
“So Roger made some mistakes? So did our father. But that doesn’t mean you’re a monster.”
“Sure it does.” Kimberly states. “Nature over nurture, Marie.”
“I don’t believe that and you know it.”
Marie states confidently. “And besides,
if you are a monster then so am I. We’re
in the same boat because we have the same parents. The same blood flows through our veins. But you know what?”
Marie leans
in close. “We’re not monsters. We are better than that, Kim. You are better than that. You are not like Roger Williams. Hell, you’re not even like our father. You have proven yourself better than
them. Believe me.”
The Woman
Scorned pauses to contemplate her twin sister’s words. She looks up into Marie’s eyes. Tears are still flowing down her cheek.
“I’m not a monster?”
“You’re not a monster.”
“Then prove it.”
“Prove it?” Marie asks curiously. “How?”
“I want to see Uncle Roger.”
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April 20th,
2019
Boston,
Massachusetts
Off Camera
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Roger
Williams is the Uncle of Marie Jones and Kimberly Williams. He is not a very good man, to say the
least. He is in prison, found guilty and
convicted of rape and murder of a young girl many years ago. He is serving a life sentence and will never
get out. His story, and the story of the
entire Williams family, was enough to rock the identical twin siblings, both of
whom wanted to know the truth about their background; especially Kimberly. The Woman Scorned wanted to know if there was
something in her family history that made her the way she is.
Jones,
though, isn’t quite sure she wants to see her Uncle Roger. There’s too many bad memories and too many
nightmares for her to deal with this.
Marie’s grandmother was raped and murdered. Marie herself is a victim of rape. Seeing this man, even if it is a family
member, who is guilty of this same crime will bring back terrible memories for
The Phoenix. But she will do this for
Kimberly, because Kimberly wants the help.
She needs the help.
That’s what
brings Marie to the Massachusetts Correctional Institute in Concord, an institution
for male offenders. Visiting prisons is
not unusual for Marie. She’s done it
before when visiting her friend, Melinda Jade, who just recently got out of
prison after serving her time.
The sky is a
bright light blue and the sun shines glowingly overhead. Marie is wearing a long sleeve red sweater
and a pair of denim jeans with simple black flats. Kimberly is wearing her torn denim jeans,
plain white tennis shoes, and a “SCW” t-shirt.
They walk closely together down the sidewalk, approaching what is called
the Gatehouse, the entrance to the prison. Jones isn’t happy about having to
come here, but she’ll do anything for her sister.
Kimberly’s
attitude is also troubling. She has been
very quiet since they arrived. Too
quiet.
“Anything wrong, Kim?” Marie asks
curiously.
They
continue their steady stride towards the gatehouse. Nothing is said. Marie looks over at Kim and
arches her brow.
“Kim? Earth to Kim?
You there?”
“Huh?” Kim
stops and turns to face Marie. She sighs
and shakes her head. “No, not really.”
“We don’t
have to do this, you know? I mean, if
you don’t want to talk to Uncle Roger we can leave right now.”
“No, I have
to.” Kim shakes her head. “I need to know, Marie. I need to see him to prove to myself that I’m
no monster.”
“Ok, I’m
sorry, but that’s crazy.” Marie sighs deeply. “How the hell are you going to
compare yourself to some monster like him?
Roger is a real monster. He raped
someone. He murdered them. How can you…”
“Yes, he did
all that.” Kimberly says, interrupting Marie. “And I kidnapped you. I locked you in a basement. I tried to replace you.”
“But Kim,
you’ve changed. You’re different.”
“I know
that.” Kim nods her head. “But I need to know if this crazy streak is nature or
nurture.”
“I can tell
you right now it’s not nature. It doesn’t
run through our blood.”
“I don’t
know, sis.” Kim shrugs her shoulders. “Look at our family. Insanity seems to run through it. We seem destined for the loony bin.”
Marie and
Kimberly approach the Gatehouse. Marie
is very familiar to this process, as she has had to go through this many
times. Kimberly is unfamiliar but she
does somewhat recall her last visit and does somewhat know what to expect. The door to the Gatehouse is of a heavy
metal, perhaps iron or steel. Around it
is brick. The twin siblings wait
patiently outside until they hear a clicking noise from within the door,
signifying that it has been unlocked.
Jones pulls on the door to open it and then steps inside. Kimberly follows suit and they let the door
shut behind them. Inside the gatehouse
are three officers, one of whom is a male behind plexiglass operating the
controls of the Gatehouse. Two other
officers, one male and one female, are standing on the other side with Marie
and Kim.
The last
time they visited a prison, Kimberly was quite vocal, cheerful, and joking all
the time. Not so much this time. Even crazy Kim has been brought down to earth
with what she’s about to go through. The
Twin Sisters are completely silent as they go through the routine of emptying their
pockets of anything metal before walking through the dual metal and cell phone
detector.
The female
officers only can check other females.
So the female officer approaches Marie and checks her up and down for
any hidden items. But finds nothing. Marie then steps over to the plexiglass that
separates her from the other male officer.
He passes her a visitor’s pass and then a sign in sheet. Marie signs her name and takes the visitor’s
pass. By the time she’s done Kimberly
has already gone through the metal detector.
Kimberly then signs in and retrieves her visitor’s pass.
“Visiting I assume?” The male officer
behind the plexiglass asks.
“Yes.” Marie states.
The officer
behind the plexiglass states. He pushes
a button and the clicking sound is heard, signaling the other door has been
unlocked. Marie pushes the door open and
exits the Gatehouse. Kimberly follows
suit as the two siblings begin their march up to the main prison. It amounts to another sidewalk, longer than
the last one they just walked across to reach the Gatehouse. On either side is lush greenery, almost as if
to deceive you into thinking that this is a warm and welcoming place. But far from it. The people here do not wish to be here,
whether it be the inmates or the staff.
Silence
continues to pervade Marie and Kim’s walk up the sidewalk and towards the main
entrance to the prison. It is a long
walk. A good two to three minutes down
the sidewalk until they get to said entrance.
Once inside
they are in a lobby area with three different doors, one of which is a sally
port. One door Marie can see leads to a
very visible master control area that no doubt controls the sally port
door. Marie and Kim walk over to the
sally port door and wait patiently. It
isn’t long before it opens. Marie and
Kimberly steps through the doors into another smaller area with two doors. In this heavily controlled environment, the
prison controls all activities so Marie and Kim yet again are at the mercy of
master control.
Their wait
isn’t long as the next set of doors open for them. Marie and Kim step through these doors that
leads straight into the visitation area.
They notice several inmates, all dressed in the same gray shirts and
pants. Seemingly all the inmates have
visitors, individuals dressed in normal street clothes.
There is one
inmate who does not have a visitor.
Marie can only guess that this is
her Uncle Roger, seeing as he is the only one without a visitor. This is confirmed when a correctional officer
approaches the young women.
“Ms. Jones and Ms. Williams?”
“Yes?” Marie answers.
“Inmate Roger Williams is over there.”
He motions to the single solitary inmate.
The officer leads Marie and Kimberly over to their uncle Roger. Marie and Kimberly sit down at the table
across from him. They lay eyes upon their
relative, a man they have never seen before.
“You have one hour.” The officer states
before making an exit. Once the officer
is out of sight Roger speaks up, breaking the ice.
“Y’know, not that I don’t appreciate the
visit, seeing as I get none, but who the hell are you two anyways? I never seen either of ya before in my life. Although…”
Roger’s
voice trails off as he studies his nieces in greater detail “…you do bear a striking similarity to someone I knew a long ass time
ago.”
“Would his name be Sean Williams?” Marie
asks. Kimberly remains silent,
apparently willing to just listen and let her sister do all the talking. Roger smirks knowingly and nods his head.
“That’s right. Now how do you know my little brother?”
“Because we’re his daughters.” Marie
states point blank. “My name is Marie
Annabelle Jones and this is my sister, Kimberly.”
“Daughters?
So my bro knocked up a ho?” He chuckles. “Good old Sean! He finally
snagged himself some woman!”
“Oh God…” Marie rolls her eyes “…clearly this wasn’t a good idea.”
Marie starts
to get up. “Come on, Kim. Let’s go.”
The Woman
Scorned follows suit and a few officers approach to see what the trouble
is. Roger calls out after them…
“Wait, hold on! I’m sorry…” he shakes his head “…I was just bein’ funny. That’s all.
I forget how my humor comes across at times. Y’know?”
Two of the
officers look at one another and then at Marie, checking to see if she’s ok. Marie nods her head, signaling that she and
Kim are fine. The officers walk off and
Kim and Marie sit back down at the table with Roger.
“Again, I’m sorry. My humor is crude, I know
this. And I did get kinda excited when I
see relatives I didn’t even fuckin’ know existed until…well…now!”
“Fine.” Marie nods her head. “Let’s get one thing straight though, we
spoke with our Aunt Catherine before we came.”
“Cat?
How is she?”
“She’s good.” Marie states.
“That’s good. She never comes to see me.”
“That’s probably because she’s disgusted at
what you did.” Marie snaps back at him. “And
you know what? So am I.”
“Fair enough. So why are ya here?”
“I’m here for my sister.” She points to
Kimberly. “She just wants to know more
about our father, a man she never got to know, a man I barely got to know,
before he died.”
“Dead?” Roger’s eyes grow wide. “My bro is…dead?”
Marie
furrows her brow curiously. “You didn’t
know?”
“Fuck no.” He shakes his head. “No one visits me, not even the family. So I’m practically isolated from everything and
everyone. And yeah, I deserve it and
all, I understand that. But I’ve tried
so hard to change myself since being in this joint. I’ve tried to make myself a better person in
hopes that maybe someday I could see my bro or my sis again and they could see
that ol’ Roger was a changed man.”
He sighs and
shakes his head. “But now that aint gonna
happen. Like I said, I deserve it. All part of the punishment for the crime I
committed.”
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One Hour
Later
Off Camera
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The
conversation was intense and enlightening for both sisters. Speaking first to their Aunt Catherine helped
them learn a great deal but then speaking to Roger, the man who committed the
heinous crime that got him put in prison for life, that was the ultimate
enlightenment. It went on for another
hour before visitation time was over.
Marie and Kim now find themselves back in their car exiting the parking
lot and heading back down the road, away from the correctional institute.
“That was definitely shocking.”
“I guess.” Kimberly states.
“Roger didn’t even know. He didn’t know dad was dead. It’s sad, in a way.”
“But he deserved it.” Kimberly states,
narrowing her brow angrily. “He said so
himself.”
“Sure.
But the silver lining, if there is one, is that he is trying to better
himself. Despite the fact that he will
never get out, he is still trying to improve himself. That’s gotta count for something, right?”
“Maybe.
I’m still not sure on that.”
“But the
real question is, did you get what you wanted to out of this?” Marie asks.
Kimberly looks over at her sister and smiles.
“Yeah…I did…”
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On Camera
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And the
count is STILL Twin Magic 2 and Red Empire ZERO!
Sure,
Kimberly and myself didn’t become number one contenders for the World Tag Team
Championship at Tabula Rasa. But that’s
fine. I still enjoyed kicking Scarlet
and Ruby’s ass and you know what else pleased me more than anything else?
Those two
deluded loons STILL lost!
After all of
their delusional gloating, after all of the excuses they have made, they still
couldn’t pick up the win.
You two
ladies should probably stick to being ass kissers and brown nosers. Your wrestling skills are clearly
questionable. I mean, when was the last
time either of you did anything significant?
Lately you’ve been Twin Magic’s personal punching bag.
Now herein
lies the irony of all of this; you two buffoons stood by Katya when that
manipulative bitch went around claiming that she was fair and she was giving
opportunities to those who deserved them but never got them. I bought into her crap too and when our side
lost at Tactical Warfare, when Sasha stood victorious, I thought I was fucked.
But Sasha
granted me a shot at the SCW Television Championship. I took full advantage of that opportunity,
kicked Ruby’s ass, and became a two time champion. I fully expected punishment but I got
opportunity.
You two not
only rebelled against Sasha, not only are you still against her, but you’ve
been consistent losers week in and week out.
And yet here you are, Scarlet, heading into Breakdown ready to face me
for the SCW Television Championship.
Yeah, sure,
Katya is so wonderful and Sasha is sooooo terrible. But yet she gave the title shot anyway.
You’re
idiots, you and Ruby both. And every
time I face you I promise to kick your ass and what do I do? I kick your ass. And every time we face each other you make
some excuse as to why you lost.
Kim did
that, not you.
Those were
singles matches, not tag.
Those were
tag matches, not singles.
I’m waiting
to see what the excuse will be this time and the deluded logic behind why you
think you’re going to win when the record has shown that every single time Twin
Magic and Red Empire get together in any form or fashion, Twin Magic OWNS you.
I have your
number, Scarlet. That’s not just a fact,
it is a damn reality. And you and Ruby
and Katya can march around threatening me and threatening my sister all you
want. That’s fine. Lob your little useless and pathetic
threats. I do not fear anything you have
to throw at me because I have the support of my family and I have the support
of my friends, REAL friends, not fake pretend supporters like the lot of you
who are just really manipulative thieves.
Therein lies
why Kim and I always beat you and why I will beat you again, Scarlet, to retain
the Television Championship. I believe
in something. You believe in nothing.
So come on
to the ring at Breakdown and we’ll dance again.
The result will be the same.
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