First In The Nation

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Off Camera

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It has been almost a year and a half since Angelica Jones made her debut in Supreme Championship Wrestling.  Most of that time was spent as a member of Silas World, marching in lock step to the orders of Silas Mason, doing as she was told.  Then she spent another good portion of her time in SCW fighting for her freedom from Silas Mason, fighting alongside her daughter Jessica Lasiewicz and Harmony Fisher.  Only after Rise To Greatness, over a year after making her debut in SCW, was Angelica Jones able to focus on what was best for herself and not simply on what was best for someone else.  And with her younger sister Kayla Jones also having made her debut in SCW around the same time, the Boston native was able to achieve a dream.  Angelica has always made it a point in her career as a professional wrestler to fight to be the best in the business.  She has always fought to be at the top of the mountain.  That has always been the case, especially for singles competition.  Jones has done everything possible to stay at the top of the food chain.

Now that she was free from Silas Mason, Angelica Jones had the chance to be the top of the food chain in tag team wrestling, and not just with anyone, but with her sister, Kayla Jones.  A Sisterhood reunion was on the horizon.

Granted, Angelica and Kayla had been tag team champions before, back when Global Division of Wrestling was still operational.  But that was just one title reign.  One title reign means you’re great but not necessarily that you are the best.  Angelica wanted The Sisterhood to be recognized as the best tag team in professional wrestling.  The Sisterhood reunion was about accomplishing that goal and now she reigns with her sister Kayla as the GCW Global Tag Team Champions and, most importantly, as of Under Attack 2015, as the SCW World Tag Team Champions.

It was a rough journey.  First they fought to a standstill against Dawn Lohan and Kordy Price of Blood Grove.  Then they defeated Adrenaline Rush.  Despite this Angelica still didn’t feel worthy to compete against Standing Room Only.  Still she didn’t feel worthy to get the tag team championship opportunity against Donovan Kayl and Simon Lyman.  But worthy or not is irrelevant now.  It is all irrelevant because Angelic and Kayla went into Under Attack, defeated Standing Room Only, and became SCW World Tag Team Champions.

The match at Under Attack featuring Standing Room Only and The Sisterhood was not just a historic victory for the Jones sisters but it was also a historic moment for tag team wrestling, a rare moment that saw wrestling all for the motivation of competition alone and for the revitalization and renewal of tag team wrestling.

It’s been a few weeks now since Angelica Jones and her sister Kayla won the SCW tag team titles and now she’s ready to climb back into the ring.  This time it will be one on one and it will be on Breakdown against Dylan Howell.  But before Breakdown and Howell, she has someone else she has to deal with, another loose end she has to tie up…

…her wife, Lindsey Carter.

Didn’t know Angelica was married?  Yeah, many have forgotten about Angelica Jones and her marriage to Lindsey Carter.  Jones and her marriage to Carter was initially a setup by Angelica and her then ally Meagan Collins, all with the purpose of securing Lindsey’s extreme wealth into their possession via prenuptial agreement.  What no one anticipated, least of all Meagan Collins, was that Angelica would eventually grow to have legitimate feelings towards Lindsey.

Even the most loving of relationships have their bumps in the road.  Many of those so-called “bumps” come as a result of trust, or lack thereof in this case.  At a time when Angelica was being managed by Samantha Hodgson, someone Lindsey did not like, her lovely wife lied to and manipulated Angelica into firing Samantha and signing a contract with Silas Mason.

Needless to say, finding out about how the love of her life lied and manipulated her did not go over well with Angelica Jones and the two have been separated ever since.  Separated being the key term. Lindsey knows she cannot get a divorce because of the prenuptial agreement that gives her entire business empire over to Angelica Jones in the event of a breakup.

This is what brings Angelica out to Boston, Massachusetts, her childhood home.  She wants to meet Lindsey and talk with her before she heads out to Des Moines, Iowa for Breakdown.  The redhead is in L'Espalier, a fancy, luxurious, high scale French restaurant in Boston.  Jones is not a wealthy individual but despite this she still enjoys the finer things in life whenever she can and this particular restaurant has always been one of her favorite spots.  In fact, she and Lindsey went here on one of their first dates.

Jones definitely loves dressing up to the tilt and this restaurant gives her just the excuse to do that.  She is wearing a black gorgeous bodycon dress detailed with a chic lace yoke and V-shaped waist with a wide front and back scoopnecks that lend an air of elegance.  Her feet are encased in matching black high heeled pumps.  Her long red hair hangs unrestrained and straightened to shoulder length.

She sits in a waiting area, a very swank and luxurious waiting area, just outside of the main dining area of the restaurant, waiting patiently on Lindsey.

“Are you waiting for someone, madame?”

“hmmm?”

Angelica is startled to attention as she turns and looks at a waiter, looking on at her.  The small hint of surprise on his face indicates that he didn’t expect to find a lovely lady like her to be sitting her all by herself.

“Oh, yes,” Angelica says, smiling warmly “I am just waiting on a friend.”

Angelica herself even takes note of how she instinctually referred to Lindsey as a friend as opposed to a lover or a wife.  The issue of trust is still there.  And it is a strong issue that Angelica knows that the two of them will have to work through.  The waiter nods and walks away in order to serve other customers.  Angelica returns to her waiting and contemplating….

…the wait is not long…

“Angelica.”

The voice is familiar.  Angelica turns towards the entrance and looks to find that her wife Lindsey Carter has just entered the building.  Lovely Lindsey looks absolutely stunning adorned in a scrolling sequin pattern sleeveless cocktail dress with a crew neckline.  Her feet are encased in black high heeled sandals.

“Lindsey.”

Angelica stands up to face her, eye to eye.  The stare down doesn’t last long before the emotions of the two take over and they embrace in a tight hug.  Upon breaking the hug, a smile forms across Lindsey’s face.

“I’m glad you called.”

Angelica sighs. “You may not be so glad after we’re done talking.”

The brunette shakes her head. “Don’t say that, Angel.  I’ve missed you.”

Despite the awkward situation and her obvious lack of trust right now, Angelica agrees with Lindsey, and a smile creeps across her face.

“Yeah, I’ve missed you too.”

The two take each other’s hands and turn around in time to meet a waiter, ready to greet them.

“Bonjour, mesdemoiselles. Une table pour deux?”

Angelica nods her head. “Oui s'il vous plaît.”

“Très bien. Suivez-moi.”

The waiter turns and leads them into the restaurant.  As they follow, Lindsey leans over to whisper into Angelica’s ear.

“I didn’t realize you spoke French?”

“Imagine that.” Angelica says with a wink.

“Do all waiters here speak French?”

“Some do, some don’t.”

The waiter leads them to a table by a window.  It is small and can only sit the two of them.  A perfect spot, really.  The waiter places two menus on the table and a wine list.  Immediately Angelica takes to the wine list and points to one of the offerings.

“Une bouteille de merlot, s'il vous plaît.”

The waiter nods and walks off to fill the order.  Angelica turns back to look at Lindsey.  Carter smiles at the Boston native.

“All I got out of that was Merlot.”

“Yes, I want some wine.” Angelica smirks. “I might need it.”

Lindsey frowns. “You keep speaking so cryptically.  Quit it.”

“I can’t.”

“But we’re back together.”

“It’s not that simple, Lindsey, and you know it.”

“But…”

“No,” Angelica holds up her hand to silence Lindsey “not until I have my wine.”

It is almost as if Angelica knew it was coming.  Immediately after she makes that statement the waiter returns with a bottle of wine and two glasses.  He places the glasses down onto the table, one in front of Angelica and one in front of Lindsey.  Then the waiter pours some wine into the glasses.  He leaves the bottle at the table as he walks off.  Angelica takes a sip of the wine, places it back down on the table, and then sighs.

“Ok, now we’re ready to talk.”

“Angelica, look…”

“No, Lindsey, you’re going to listen to me.”

Angelica’s voice grows sterner. This is clearly something she has wanted to say for a long time.  Jones takes another sip of wine and then sighs.

“Marriage is supposed to be built upon trust, correct?”

Lindsey nods her head. “Yes.”

“Tell me, then, how can I trust you?” Before Lindsey can answer Angelica continues. “I was being managed by Samantha Hodgson and yes, she was a little homophobic.”

“A little?!” Lindsey exclaims. “She wanted you to disavow me!”

“She claimed it was all for public image purposes.”

“It doesn’t matter.” Lindsey snaps back. “Wrong is wrong.”

“I agree, but I told you I had Samantha under control.  She and I had come to an agreement that she would no longer tell me how to handle my personal life and that she would no longer make any outright homophobic decisions otherwise I would leave .”

Angelica sighs and shakes her head. “I shouldn’t have told you a damn thing but I trusted you with that information.  Turns out you used that information in order to manipulate me into firing her.  You went on to manipulate me into signing a contract with Silas Mason.”

“Angelica, may I please say something?”

“Not yet!”

Angelica exclaims this loud enough that the restaurant hears it.  Angelica’s face grows red with slight embarrassment.  She quiets down as she continues.

“Do you realize what it was like to have Silas Mason controlling my contract?  That bastard damn near broke my sister’s neck!”

“You sure as heel seemed to enjoy being part of Silas World until Kayla returned to your life.”

Angelica shakes her head. “Lindsey, don’t even…”

“No, Angel,” Lindsey says, interrupting Angelica before she can get another word in “you’ve had your time to talk. Now it’s my time.”

Lindsey takes a sip of wine and rests her glass down on the table.

“You said earlier that marriage is based upon trust.  And I agree with you that it should be based upon trust.  And I admit that I wasn’t exactly trustworthy when I lied to you about Samantha and then manipulated you into signing with Silas.”

Lindsey shakes her head. “But I’m not the only one guilty here.”

“What the hell are you talking about?” Angelica questions angrily.

“Have you so quickly forgotten?” Lindsey asks with some shock on her face. “This entire relationship, not just the marriage, was built upon lies!”

She points an accusatory finger at Angelica. “You lied to me!  You conspired with Meagan Collins in order to trick me into marrying you!  You had the prenuptial drew up so that if there was ever a break up you would get everything!  All of it was done to eliminate me as Meagan’s potential business competition.  You want to talk about lies?  You were the first to lie.”

Angelica Jones stares deep into Lindsey’s accusing eyes.  The redhead sighs and nods her head as she realizes Lindsey is right.

“You’re right…”

“Of course I’m right.” Lindsey snaps back. “And you kick me out for lying?  And I come here hoping to make peace and you give me grief in return?”

Carter shakes her head. “It doesn’t work like that, Angelica, and you know it.”

“Maybe this was a mistake.”

“I don’t think so.” Lindsey shakes her head. “We really did develop feelings for one another.  I really did miss you.”

Lindsey reaches out and takes Angelica by her hands. “I just think we need to take things slowly.”

Angelica grins wryly. “It isn’t like we got together like normal couples do…”

“This is true.” Lindsey remarks. “So maybe we should try…dating…”

“Dating?”

Lindsey nods her head. “Yeah.  I’m not ready to move back in with you yet.  I think we should go about this the way normal couples do.  That’s the only way we can reestablish that trust and maybe reestablish that love we had for one another.”

Angelica smiles. “We could try that.”

Lindsey holds up her glass of wine. “To a better future?”

Angelica clinks her glass with Lindsey’s for the toast. “Yeah, to a better future.”

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Angelica Jones

First In The Nation

On Camera

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The backdrop is that of the red, white, and blue of the American flag design, waving proudly.  It isn’t long until Angelica Jones steps into the view from stage right.  The Boston native is wearing a black flame design top, black pants, and black wrestling boots.  She is sporting her signature black leather jacket and her long red hair hangs unrestrained and straightened to shoulder length.  Her GCW Global Tag Team Championship belt is draped over her left shoulder and the SCW World Tag Team Championship belt is draped over her right shoulder.

“It has been almost two months now since me and my sister Kayla Jones reunited inside of a wrestling ring.  It has been almost two months since we got together and decided that what tag team wrestling needed was a reunification of The Sisterhood.  And look at what me and Kayla can do in just two months…”

Angelica holds up one title belt and then the other.  Then she looks at the camera and smiles proudly.

“…we are the GCW Global Tag Team Champions.  But you guys probably don’t care about that, do you?  Well guess what?  We’re also the SCW World Tag Team Champions.  Either way you slice it, ladies and gentlemen, as of Under Attack, The Sisterhood dominates the tag team wrestling world.”

She holds both title belts high over her head. “Love us or hate us, it doesn’t matter, you’ll have to learn to love it because we’re going to be the SCW World Tag Team Champions and we are going to be on top of the tag team mountain for a long time.”

Jones rests both title belts back over her shoulders. “Under Attack was a special night for me and not just because I became tag team champion with my sister, but also because of the fact that The Sisterhood and Standing Room Only fought it out, toe to toe, all for the sake of competition.  Imagine that?  A wrestling match where competition and sportsmanship reigns supreme.”

She points a finger at the camera. “Then there’s you, Dylan Howell.”

“It’s ironic, I think, for me to call anyone a bad memory of a bygone era, but that’s exactly what you are.  And it isn’t because of your age.  You definitely have plenty of life left in your career, just as I do.  But you are still the type of scum that gives this industry a bad name.  And I’m going to be the one who takes you out, right here in the great state of Iowa.”

A laugh escapes Angelica’s lips. “Iowa, home of the first in the nation primaries, the state where the presidential race really begins.  I don’t think your poll numbers will go up too high after thousands upon thousands registered voters watch me kick your ass all over Des Moines.”

“In your defense, I would vote for you over Donald Trump, but let’s be serious, you are NOT a legitimate presidential candidate.  No legitimate presidential candidate would be a Kennedy Street lackey.  After all, Dylan, as president which nation should you be representing, the United States of America or Keenie Nation?”

Angelica smirks.”I rest my case.”

“The first in the nation primary voters will get to watch me derail your winning ways and maybe even derail your presidential career after I humiliate you.  By the time I’m done with you, you won’t be able to show yourself in any political circle.  Maybe, just maybe, you’ll still have professional wrestling to return to, but even that won’t last long.”

“So come to Iowa, Dylan, bring your supporters so they can watch they show.  They can watch you step into the ring and stare into the eyes of The Dragon.  You will get to stare into the eyes of a monster that is ready, willing, and able to tear you limb from fucking limb.”

Jones smirks knowingly. “No, that isn’t exactly in the spirit of competition now is it? My sister is nicer than I am.  This is about eliminating and eradicating scum like you.  And Iowa will get to be the first in the nation to witness Dylan Howell get taken apart.”