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What This
Means To Me
Kayla Jones
On Camera
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What does
this SCW World Tag Team Championship mean to me?
Allow me to
tell you a story. I haven’t been in this
business quite as long as my sister but I have been in this business long
enough to be considered a veteran. I
have done it all from wrestling, to promoting, training new wrestlers, and now
most recently managing wrestlers. I have
been a success at every step of the game and now I would dare say that I am at
the top of my game, being a manager AND wrestler at the same damn time.
And a damn
good wrestler at that.
No one
expected me to return and be as good as I am.
Hell, I wasn’t even supposed to return at all. No one returns after a broken freaking
neck. But I did. I returned and I have been better than ever
before.
So what does
this SCW World Tag Team Championship mean to me? It is vindication. It is justification of everything that I know
to be true and proof positive that I, Kayla Jones, am still among the best to
ever lace up a pair of wrestling boots.
I have
busted my ass to come back and there is no way in hell that I am giving this
up! Not until I am good and damn ready!
James Evans
and Jake Starr want respect? They can
kiss my hot sexy ass!
Gable
Winchester and Autumn Valentine…sorry, but you this isn’t your night.
Donovan and
Simon, we promised you a rematch, and that one on one rematch is still on the table
if you want it, but Final Level is not going to be your night either, because
the fact is if any of you want to take these belts from The Sisterhood, you
will have to kill us!
That’s what
this means to me…
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What This
Means To Me
Angelica
Jones
On Camera
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What does
this mean to me?
I will put
it real simple, simple enough so simpletons like Starr and Evans can understand
what I’m saying…
I am a
competitor and when I compete I compete by putting my 110% into it. I throw everything I have at it, whether it’s
a dance off, a sing off, baseball, boxing, chess, checkers, monopoly, and yes,
professional wrestling, it doesn’t really matter because no matter what it is,
I compete to be the absolute best in the world.
Right now
The Sisterhood is the best in the world and we have the SCW World Tag Team
Championships to prove it. Losing at
Final Level means we are no longer the best.
That’s what
this means to me. It’s brutally
simplistic. I have to be the best
because I KNOW I am the best. And I am
going to do anything and everything within my power to make sure that Jake
Starr and James Evans do not get the respect they bitch about and that they
leave empty handed and without the tag titles.
I will do everything I can to make sure Autumn and Gable do not leave
with the tag titles.
And sorry
Standing Room Only, but you’re going to leave empty handed as well.
The
Sisterhood is the best tag team in the world and we will remain that way. That’s what this means to me.
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Off Camera
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Newark, New
Jersey, specifically the Prudential Center, is going to play host for SCW’s
next pay per view, The Final Level. That
is good for SCW’s reigning World Tag Team Champions, Angelica and Kayla Jones,
better known as The Sisterhood. New
Jersey is close enough to Massachusetts that they can stay in their hometown up
until the very last day as they get mentally and physically prepared for what
will prove to be the toughest challenge to date since becoming SCW World Tag
Team Champions…
…a four way
tag team title match where they defend against Standing Room Only, Gable
Winchester and Autumn Valentine, and Jake Starr and James Evans.
This will be
a tough task for The Sisterhood and one individual who is most concerned is
Kayla Jones herself. Kayla only recently
returned to the ring, siding with her older sister and almost immediately made
waves within the company by picking up a few quick wins and eventually defeated
Standing Room Only to become the new SCW World Tag Team Champions.
It was a
proud night for Kayla, a night she will not soon forget, and winning the gold back,
gold that proved to be the third set of tag titles her and Angelica have won as
a team in their careers, was a proud accomplishment. It proved to the world and to Kayla herself
even that she could still get the job done in the ring.
For her it
was about respect. She earned the
respect of SCW fans and SCW athletes that night. She earned the respect of Standing Room Only
and others. There were others, however,
who demanded respect in other ways.
Those others would be Jake Starr and James Evans. They demanded respect through the use of
steel chairs and now hope to demand more respect by taking the tag titles away
from The Sisterhood.
Jones knows
that Final Level proves to be the biggest threat to her recent string of
success in SCW. She doesn’t want The Sisterhood to fail. She doesn’t want to see her and Angelica lose
these titles they fought so hard to win.
So in a
match that is every bit as much about respect as it is about competition, Kayla
knows that she and Angelica will have to be ready for anything. This is why it is so convenient that Final
Level is being held in Newark, New Jersey.
Angelica and Kayla can meet and
discuss their strategy in the comfort of their own home.
Which is
where Kayla finds herself on this cold Boston night…parked out in front of her
and Angelica’s familial home…
The younger
Jones sibling walks up the walkway towards her familial home. She is wearing a knee length black sequined
skirt, black high heeled pumps, and a red floral print low-collar sleeveless
blouse. Her long red hair hangs
unrestrained to shoulder length.
She makes it
to the front door and stops. Kayla
knocks on the door. “Angelica!” She
shouts loud enough, hoping her sister will hear. “I’m here!”
No
response. Kayla sighs and shakes her
head. “Damnit, where are you?”
Kayla Jones
fiddles inside of her purse only momentarily before finally finding her
keys. She thrusts the home key into the
lock, turns it to unlock the door, and then opens it up, stepping in through
the front door. Once inside, and after
shutting the door, Kayla listens for her sister.
“Angel!” Kayla waits for a moment and
listens but gets no answer. “I know you’re here, I see your car out
front!”
After
waiting again for a few moments and yet again receiving no response Kayla sighs
and just walks down the hall, and immediately turns left to enter the living
room. It’s dark, which she finds
strange. Angelica normally keeps it
turned on, even if she’s not in the room.
Kayla flips the switch to turn it on and immediately she gasps as she
sees something she was not expecting…
“Angelica!”
Yeah, she sees
her sister, dressed in a two-piece very provocative black lace panty set
complete with garters that lead to fishnet stockings. She is lying on the sofa, but she is not
alone. Lying on top of her is a male, an
unidentified male, in nothing but a pair of pink boxer shorts.
“What the hell is this?!”
“What the…” both Angelica and her male
counterpart sit up in shock but it’s Angelica’s eyes that go wide and her face
that goes pale “…Kayla?!”
Kayla frowns
and places her hands on her hips. “Did
you forget I was coming over?”
“No, I didn’t!” Angelica attempts to
assure her as she scrambles up off the sofa and approaches her angry younger
sister cautiously. “It’s just that, I
thought…”
“You thought what?”
“I thought you and Trenton were…um…”
Kayla rolls
her eyes. “We were and we did.”
“Really?” Angelica cocks her head to one
side. After studying Kayla for a moment
she smiles knowingly. “How was he?”
Now it’s
Kayla’s turn to smirk. “None of your
business.”
“Uh, ladies,” the still unidentified
male smiles sheepishly “but…uh…”
“Shut up!” Angelica holds a hand up over
his mouth to silence him. She remains focused on her sister Kayla. “You have to tell me, Kay. As older sister
it is my right to know!”
“My love life is none of your business,
Angel.” Kayla remarks.
“But Kay…” Angelica whines.
“For your information…” Kayla’s voice
trails off “…we did nothing.”
“Nothing?” Angelica furrows her brow. “Nothing at all?”
“Just a nice dinner. That’s all.”
Angelica
chuckles. “You’re boring, sis.”
“Says you…”
The male
swats Angelica’s hand away. “Uh, ladies,
I’m still here.”
“Oh, right, sorry!” Kayla remarks
quickly, regaining her focus and composure. “Um…yeah…you…”
“Me?” He asks.
“Yeah, you.” Kayla asks. “Who are you?”
“I’m Jack,” he extends a hand, offering
to shake Kayla’s, but Kayla refuses it, and he sheepishly takes it back “um…I’m your sister’s boyfrie…”
“FRIEND!” Angelica quickly pipes in,
interrupting Jack before he can finish his statement. “He is my good friend!”
“Friend, eh?” Kayla smirks. “You seemed like a hell of a lot more than
friends to me.”
Jack looks
dumbfounded and somewhat hurt by Angelica’s insistence that they were just
friends. He turns to face the elder
Jones sister questioningly.
“Babe, are we ok?”
“Sure, yeah, totally.” Angelica begins
to push him away, pushing him past Kayla and closer towards the door. “But my sister and I need to chat. Alone.”
“Ok, so you want me to go to another room or…”
She shoves
him out into the hallway. “Alone.”
“But…”
Kayla
remains in the living room, stifling laughter as she listens…listening to the
front door opening…
“Angelica!” Jack pleads. “It’s cold outside!”
“You’ll be fine…”
“I need my pants!”
“Out!”
Kayla hears
the door slam shut. A few moments later
Angelica returns to the living room, alone, without Jack. Angelica looks over at Kayla smirking and
frowns.
“What’s wrong?”
“You just threw your boyfriend outside.”
“He’ll be fine.” Angelica scoffs.
“It’s in the mid-thirties.”
“So?”
“He has no pants on.”
“A small detail…” Angelica’s eyes grow
wide “…did I really send him outside
without pants?”
Kayla bends
over and picks up a pair of jeans, which apparently belonged to Jack. She nods her head slowly.
“Yup…”
“Shit…”
Kayla tosses
them to Angelica. She catches them and
quickly rushes out of the room. Kayla
again listens in intently while stifling laughter. She hears the front door open.
“Here’s your pants.”
“Thanks…call me…”
“Sure!”
Kayla hears
the door shut. A few moments later she
sees Angelica emerging back into the room.
“There.”
“Ok, now I have a few questions.”
Angelica
smiles. “Oh don’t worry, I am definitely
focused and ready for Final Level and our title defense and…”
“No, no, no, no,” Kayla shakes her head “not that.”
“What then?”
“I want to know how long you and your friend
with no pants have been secretly doing the humpty dumpty in our familial home?”
Angelica
frowns. “…you mean just tonight?”
“Yeah, just tonig…” Kayla’s eyes grow
wide as she just now figures out what Angelica said “…how the fuck long has this been going on?!”
“Um…” Angelica smiles sheepishly and
shrugs her shoulders “…two or three days…”
“Two or three days, sis?”
“…or maybe two or three weeks…”
“Two or three weeks?!” Kayla exclaims. “Are you freaking crazy?!”
“Kayla, can we sit down and talk about this
quietly?”
Kayla sighs
and nods her head as she follows Angelica back over to the sofa. The sisters sit down and Kayla stares at her
incredulously.
“Do you mind explaining Jack?”
“What is there to explain?” Angelica
asks. “Jack makes me feel good about myself
as a woman, something no man has been able to do since…since…”
“Since Andreas.”
Angelica
nods her head slowly. “Yeah…”
“Well I can’t blame you for that. I, too, had been searching for someone who
completed me and made me feel good about myself ever since the breakup with
Andreas.” Kayla smiles warmly. “But
then Trenton came along.”
“So you know how I feel?”
Kayla nods
her head. “Of course I do, but what
worries me is Lindsey.”
“Yeah, Lindsey…” Angelica bows her head in
shame “…my wife…”
“Does Lindsey know about Jack?”
Angelica
shakes her head. “She hasn’t been living
here since I kicked her out. True, we
have been in the process of reconciling, but we agreed not to live together
again until we have fully reconciled.”
“So the answer is no, she doesn’t know about
Jack.”
“Right.”
Kayla places
a hand on Angelica’s shoulder. “I hate to
put it bluntly like this, but you need to get your damn head in the game, sis.”
“I know.”
“Do you?” Kayla asks sternly. “You are trying to reconcile with your wife
while cheating on her at the same damn time.”
Kayla shuts
her eyes and shakes her head, showing complete disappointment.
“Your personal life is in complete and utter
upheaval and that is going to cost us both.”
“I know this, Kayla…” Angelica says
quietly as she stifles back tears “…this
is difficult for me. I just don’t know
what to do.”
“You need to figure it out.” Kayla snaps
back at her sister sternly. “We are the
SCW World Tag Team Champions and we have a damn tough challenge ahead of us at
Final Level against three good teams.”
Kayla looks
her up and down, giving her a good once over. “Looking at you now, the way you are, I don’t see a world
champion. I see a whore who doesn’t know
her next lay in the morning. I see
someone who could cost us both the tag titles at Final Level, and if not then,
if we happen to get lucky and walk out with the gold, then not too long from
now, because damnit, Angel, your mind is not where it needs to be!”
“Don’t you think I can have a personal life
and a professional life separate from one another?” Angelica asks
demandingly. “I know you and Trenton are
super-serious about what’s best for business but I don’t have to be.”
Kayla nods
her head. “I know, and I don’t mean to
sound harsh, but it’s clear that with your personal life in the chaos that it
is in right now, you will not be focused on anything professionally. Your mind will be elsewhere.”
Angelica
gets up off of the sofa and stands up. “Kayla…”
Kayla stands
up as well. “Yes?”
“We endured as teenagers what no children
should have to endure. After that we
survived being separated from one another and we eventually found each other
again. We became pro-wrestlers
together. In this industry we have
walked through the gates of hell together and come out squeaky clean. So tell me…do you trust me?”
There is a
long, tense pause before Kayla finally nods her head. “Yes.”
Angelica
takes her sister’s hands and squeezes them tight. “Then trust me to deal with my own personal issues. And trust me to be ready for Final Level.”
Kayla pauses
again before finally embracing her older sister with a hug. “I trust you, Angel, it’s just that…”
“What?” Angelica asks after breaking the
hug a few seconds later.
“…I worry about you, sis. You have tried so hard and have searched for
so long for true love and I worry that you are throwing it all away.”
Angelica
smiles warmly. “That’s sweet, sis. But again, trust me. I know what I’m doing.”
Kayla sighs.
“I hope so.”
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Respect Is
Earned
On Camera
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A golden
colored plush sofa is what we when the camera begins to roll. On either side of the sofa are tables with
nice small green plants. The sofa is up
against a cream colored wall. From stage
left comes the red-headed Boston native known as Angelica Jones. The beauty is wearing a darling cocktail
dress with an asymmetrical neckline and peacock detail streaming from the strap
onto the bodice. The hemline stops just
above the knee and her SCW World Tag Team Championship belt is draped over her
right shoulder. Kayla Jones comes in from
the left wearing a black shimmering v-neckline cocktail dress with a hemline
that stops just above the knee. Her SCW
World Tag Team Championship belt is draped over her right shoulder.
“If once you forfeit the confidence of your
fellow-citizens, you can never regain their respect and esteem.” Angelica
pauses after saying this. “Abraham
Lincoln, 16th President of the United States of America.”
Kayla
remains cold and stone-faced emotionless as she begins to speak now.
“Respect is earned. Lincoln knew this and he bent over backward
to try and earn the respect of each and every person he interacted with. He even bent over backward to try and
maintain the respect of the southern states after becoming president, only to
have them spit in his face, secede, and start the bloodiest war in American
history. But Lincoln would lead this
nation through the Civil War. Lincoln
would unite this nation and end slavery.
That kind of accomplishment earned him the respect of a nation and
more. It earned him the appreciation of
many generations after him, generations to this day who view him as one of the
greatest presidents in American history.”
Angelica
points at herself and Kayla. “Kayla and
I, The Sisterhood, we fought for every ounce of respect that we have. We didn’t do it by trashing people with
chairs, taking the cowardly way out.
Jake Starr and James Evans, you two keep taking the cowardly way
out. You continue to think that assaulting
people with chairs and trying to end careers will gain you respectability.”
The elder
Jones shakes her head. “It’s bullshit and
both of you know it. Especially you,
Starr. Everyone says the business has
passed you by. You are late in your
career. People question whether you are
relevant or not. I’m not going to go there. What I will say is that you and I are both
veterans of this sport. I have been
around the block a few times in professional wrestling. I was that person, that person wielding a
deadly weapon trying to take out my opponents.
And I did…”
She snickers
“…I ended careers, I even set some people
on fire. Nothing you do with that damn
chair of yours impresses me, Jake. If
anything, it makes me wonder if you and Evans are trying to compensate for
something. I’ve done worse, far worse,
and yet here I stand, telling you that I got absolutely nothing out of that
kind of activity. Nothing. I got my respect the old fashioned way…”
Jones grins “…by winning.”
“You tried to gain respect by attacking
us…attacking Simon and Donavan…by attacking Gable and Autumn?” Kayla Jones,
who is speaking now, shakes her head. “It
doesn’t work that way, boys and you know it.”
“Be peaceful, be courteous, obey the law,
respect everyone; but if someone puts his hand on you, send him to the
cemetery.” Angelica chuckles lightly after saying this. “Malcolm X.”
Kayla grins.
“Just ask Standing Room Only, we have
given them the respect they deserved and they returned that respect in
kind. We give Gable and Autumn the
respect they deserve, especially Autumn, being a former and potentially a
future Women’s Champion in SCW. The
Sisterhood, Standing Room Only, Gable and Autumn, we could have a hell of a
match at Final Level, we could show the world what tag team wrestling is all
about.”
Kayla points
a carefully manicured finger at the camera. “You
could have been a part of that. Jake
Starr and James Evans could have been a part of this grand event at Final
Level, giving the world a great show, and we could really find out who the best
tag team in the business is.”
“Oh but don’t worry, Kay,” Angelica
chimes in “we will find out who the best
tag team in the world is at Final Level, that much is confirmed, and you can be
damn sure that you and I will do everything we can to make sure that we are the
ones declared best in the world once all of the smoke has cleared. But as for respect?”
Angelica
sighs and shakes her head. “Unfortunately
it has gone out the window thanks to Jake and James. It isn’t just about the tag titles, it is
about destroying you two bastards, it is about making you two pay for what you
two have done to six great superstars in Supreme Championship Wrestling.”
“And once we’ve destroyed you,” Kayla
pipes in “then the three remaining teams,
we will fight it out for the fans, and for wrestling, to show the world who the
best really is, but you two won’t be a factor.
You will be too busy shitting teeth out your ass after we’ve kicked them
right down your throat!”
“Respect, that’s all you had to give us.”
Angelica states. “Now, we’re going to
give you hell.”
