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Jones
women are tough and very stubborn. Some
joke that these traits are genetic.
Almost every Jones woman has gotten involved in the wrestling business,
from Angelica Jones to Kayla Jones, and the next generation Marie and Corey
Jones. And all of them have shown
extraordinary courage in their willingness to fight anyone and to stare down
any challenge, no matter how difficult.
Needless to say, it takes a lot to shake the nerves of a Jones woman.
And
yet on this day, Kayla Jones is very nervous.
Kayla
currently finds herself sitting in the driver’s side of her vehicle, staring at
the front doors of a local gym. The
redhead is waiting anxiously for the arrival of her older sister,
Angelica. But Angelica is late. She is very late. And that is very unusual for her.
Angelica
and Kayla were supposed to be training and preparing for a match they have been
asking for, demanding really, for quite a long time; a tag team match against
Gable Winchester and Autumn Valentine, the reigning SCW World Tag Team
Champions.
The
Sisterhood lost the belts to Gable and Autumn several months back in a four way
sudden death match. But neither Angelica
nor Kayla were pinned or made to submit and yet, due to the sudden death
format, they still lost the gold. It
bothered the Jones sisters ever since and they have been demanding their
rematch for the titles.
No,
this isn’t a title match, but it will be an opportunity for the Sisterhood to
prove that they are worthy and deserving of a title shot.
Kayla
wants this win and she thought Angelica wanted it too, but how badly does she
want it? Either Angelica doesn’t want it
as badly as Kayla thought she did…
…or
something is very wrong.
Kayla
pulls out her iPhone and immediately dials a number. She puts the phone to her ear and waits…and
waits…and waits…and waits…finally Kayla sighs and hangs up.
“Damnit, Angelica,
why aren’t you answering your cell?
Maybe you’re at home…”
Kayla
dials another number, this time she isn’t waiting long until she gets an
answer, she quickly puts it on speaker phone…
“Angelica?”
“Sorry, it’s just
me aunt Kayla.”
That’s
the voice of Kayla’s niece, Marie Annabelle Jones. Kayla sighs with disappointment.
“Where is your
mother? And what are you doing there,
anyway?”
“I’ve been trying
to reach mom but she’s not answering her cell phone.”
“I know, I already
tried…”
“So I came here to
the house but she’s not here either.”
Kayla
nods her head.
“Ok…”
“I’m worried,
Kayla. Where could she be?”
“I have no
idea. We were supposed to be getting ready
for a tag team match against the champions.
This is big and we cannot afford to be off step.”
“And she’s not
there?”
Kayla
shakes her head.
“No, she’s not.”
“That’s
strange. Mom has been seemingly obsessed
with these tag titles lately. It makes
no sense for her to ditch you like this.”
“I know, it doesn’t
make sense.”
“But then again,
mom has been under a lot of stress lately, considering what happened with Kelly
and grandpa…”
A
sense of realization comes across Kayla’s face.
Marie raises a good point, a very good point. The kidnapping of Kelly Jones and the
subsequent kidnapping of Bart Jones has put a great deal of emotional stress
and pressure on Angelica. How does one
deal with something like that?
Kayla
knows exactly Angelica deals with something like that.
“Uh, Marie…”
“Yeah?”
“I have to go.”
“Why? Did mom finally show up?”
“No, but I think I
have an idea of where she might be…”
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Religion
is a source of comfort for human beings.
Even the most hardened atheist has to admit that religion provides a
sense of comfort for people during times of trial and tribulation.
That
holds especially true for Angelica Jones.
Religion has always been a part of the life of the self-proclaimed
Dragon of professional wrestling. She
grew up in a Roman Catholic household and after her mother died and her father
left the country, she ended up in a convent where she became a nun, a member of
a sisterhood. And despite the fact that
religious life is completely behind her now and that she is a wrestler, she
still turns to religion to assist her during times of extreme crisis.
Angelica
Jones has not known a crisis quite like the one she currently finds herself in.
The
Boston native thought she knew her family.
In particular, she thought she knew everything that there was to know
about her father's dirty little secrets.
As the matriarch of the Jones family, she knew it all. But she was hopelessly naive and very wrong
about her assessment of the situation.
There was still at least one big secret left to be exposed and that
secret would put her entire family in jeopardy.
A
secret by the name of Anastasia.
Bart
Jones left the country shortly after his wife, Kelly Jones, had been
murdered. The men who had murdered his
wife were members of the Russian Mafia and he decided to track them down to
Russia himself and exact his own version of Punisher-style revenge. This left Angelica and her sister Kayla
completely abandoned without either parent.
But that was only a part of the problem.
They had no idea of what their father was doing in Russia. They had no idea of the enemies he was making
while he was in Russia seeking his brand of revenge. And they had no idea of whose life he would
impact.
Anastasia
was one of those lives he impacted. Bart
rescued Anastasia's mother from members of the Russian mafia. Her mother made one request of him and that
was that he would adopt Anastasia and raise her in a safe environment,
protected from the Russian mafia. Away
from the danger.
What
happened after that is anyone's guess.
Bart claims that he lived up to his promise and he raised Anastasia as
if she were his own daughter. That alone
was enough to enrage Angelica and Kayla.
While his biological daughters were back in the United States suffering
he was protecting this stranger's daughter and helping her to live in the lap
of luxury. The sense of abandonment grew
even more in the hearts and minds of Angelica and Kayla.
Oh
but there's two sides to every coin and multiple versions of every story. Angelica and Kayla would hear Anastasia's
version of the story when she surfaced and began harassing the Jones siblings
until they agreed to speak with her.
Anastasia informed them that Bart never lived up to his promise and, in
fact, abandoned her just as he abandoned Angelica and Kayla. Anastasia went on to make a request of the
sisters. She wanted them to tell her the
location of their father, Bart Jones.
Angelica
and Kayla did not know what Anastasia had planned for Bart if she were to find
him but they did not expect it would be good.
And yet, despite their own grievance towards Bart, they would not give
him up to Anastasia. At least, they
would not do so willingly. Despite all
of his mistakes and flaws, despite what he had done to them, they would not
betray their father.
Shortly
thereafter is when everything went south.
Some men attacked Angelica's oldest daughter Marie and Marie's fiancée
Arthur Pond. But that was just a
distraction, for while the entire Jones family was at the hospital focusing on
Marie and Arthur, other men were busy breaking into the Jones family home and
kidnapping Angelica's youngest daughter Kelly.
A ransom note was left at the scene and that note made it clear who was
involved and what they wanted. The note,
written in Russian, stated that they would return Kelly in exchange for Bart
Jones.
It
was clear and evident that Anastasia was behind the kidnapping, for she was the
one who wanted Bart Jones's head on a pike to begin with. It became increasingly suspicious that she
was perhaps even working with the Russian Mafia, for how else would she have
had the back-up and assistance that she had?
Kayla
Jones told her father of this and after a heated argument with his daughter, he
finally convinced her to let him give himself up in exchange for the safe
return of Kelly Jones.
And
thus Kelly is safely back home with her mother Angelica, but Angelica and Kayla's
father Bart is now gone. Bart is being
held by Anastasia and, maybe, the Russian Mafia and there is no way of knowing
if they are keeping him alive and torturing him or if he is already dead.
Angelica
likes to think that she is in control of her situation. She likes to think that she has a pretty good
handle upon everything going on in her life.
But this is a situation, a crisis, that makes it evident to her that she
does not have control. Not only does
this fact bother her, but it frightens her.
It frightens her to know that she cannot make things right. It frightens her to know that these people
could strike again at any member of her family and she would not be able to do
anything about it.
With
these troubling thoughts going through her head, Angelica Jones has to go to
the one place where she can still find some comfort and solace; church,
specifically the church she went to as a child growing up...Our Lady of the
Annunciation Catholic Church.
Angelica
Jones is just outside of two large dark brown ornate doors that lead into the
nave. The redhead is wearing a long
black ankle length skirt and black high heeled pumps. She is wearing a long sleeved white button up
silk blouse and her long red hair is left unrestrained to shoulder length. To her right, hanging on a wall, is a small
container of holy water. She dips her
right hand in the holy water and then proceeds to make the sign of the cross,
starting with her forehead, going to the chest, and then over each
shoulder. Angelica pushes the doors open
and steps inside the nave.
The
nave itself is even more beautifully decorated with stain glass windows lining
the walls, each illustrating a different even of the passion story of Jesus
Christ. Jones begins to walk up the
center aisle, ignoring the pews on either side.
She reaches the front of the altar and stares upwards, at the crucifix
hanging on the wall. Immediately she
drops to her knees in reverence and tears form in her eyes.
“Why?!”
Her
voice is loud and echoes throughout the grandiose church.
“Why,
Lord, did you allow this to happen?!”
She
shakes her head.
“I
have had to deal with so much in my life...my mother was murdered, my father
abandoned me, I sacrificed my teenage years to serve the church and then I
sacrificed even more years of my life to bring my family back together! And now this...an insane Russian woman who
wants to harm my family, who has proven that she can get at my family anytime
she wants, and she now has kidnapped my father...”
she
reaches up to wipe tears from her eyes.
“...or
worse. I am supposed to be the matriarch
of this family but I can't protect the family from this. Lord, this is too much for me to deal with. Take this cross from me, it is too much for
me to bear. Lord, I...”
Angelica's
voice trails off. She narrows her brow
as if in intense thought. She frowns.
“...how
long have you been standing there?”
“Long
enough.”
That's
the voice of Kayla Jones, Angelica's younger sister. Angelica turns her head to the right and
watches as Kayla walks in from the side, stepping out, emerging from the
shadows. She is wearing a pair denim
blue jeans, flip flops, and a black SCW t-shirt. Her long red hair is pulled into a ponytail
in the back. She carefully approaches
her sister with an uneasy smile on her face.
“I
heard every word.”
Angelica
rolls her eyes.
“I
guess I can't get any privacy, not even in Church.”
The
younger sibling kneels down at the altar with her older sister and looks
directly into her eyes.
“Angel,
this is something you can't deal with alone.
You know this.”
“I
do know this, Kay. Why do you think I
came here? Our dad is gone. He's probably dead...”
Kayla
sighs.
“You
don't know that...”
“Well
you can live in a fantasy world if you want, but I'm going to live in reality
and the reality is that he is dead. The
Russian Mafia has him and they want him dead.”
“We
don't know that Anastasia is involved with the Russian Mafia.”
“Yet
again, more fantasy. But however you
want to slice it, the point is that our father is gone and there wasn't
anything I could do about it.”
Kayla
reaches out and places a comforting hand upon her sister's shoulder.
“Don't
blame yourself, Angel. There was nothing
any of us could of done.”
Angelica's
frown turns into an outright sneer.
“Who
said I blamed myself?”
Angelica
points a finger at her younger sister, who draws back with shock and surprise.
“You
are to blame for this!”
“What?!”
“You
heard me! I told you not to tell dad
about the kidnapping and the ransom note...I told you that if he knew he'd want
to sacrifice himself...but you told him anyway and sure enough, he wanted to
trade himself with those psychos and then what did you do?”
She
pokes a finger on Kayla's chest.
“You
let him!”
Kayla
rears back and slaps the taste out of Angelica's mouth.
“How
dare you accuse me of being responsible for this, you selfish little bitch!”
Angelica
rears back and slaps Kayla just as hard as she was slapped.
“Don't
you call me a bitch, Kayla. You know
what I'm capable of.”
“What
are you going to do? Kick my ass in
church? Real mature, sis.”
Angelica
shoves Kayla as hard as she can, causing her to fall backward on the
floor. Angelica then stands up and
glares down at her fallen younger sibling and dares her to get back up.
“Come
on! Let's do this! Here and now!”
Kayla
contorts her face into a look of anger as she stands up and gets nose to nose
with Angelica.
“How
do you think I feel about all of this? Huh?”
Tears
begin to form in Kayla's eyes.
“I
tried to stop him! I tried to change his
mind! And to the end I tried to save him
and Kelly both but there was nothing I could do but watch as Anastasia and her
goons took him!”
Kayla
buries her face in her hands and begins to cry.
“You
have no idea, Angel. You have NO idea
what I went through!”
She
looks back up at Kayla, her eyes red from crying.
“Do
you have any idea what it would have been like to choose between our father and
your daughter? Because that is the
choice I was faced with the night they took dad.”
Kayla
continues to glare at Angelica.
Meanwhile, Angelica's features slowly softens as her anger begins to
drift away...
“I...I'm
sorry...”
Angelica
embraces Kayla in a tight hug.
“I'm
sorry for accusing you like that, I shouldn't have and I'm sorry.”
“You're
right, you shouldn't have.”
They
break the embrace and Angelica nods her head.
“And
I'm sorry for threatening you...I remember when we fought before, the times I
did hurt you, and I still can't forgive myself.
I would never hurt you again, sis.”
Kayla
smiles sheepishly.
“It's
ok...I guess we're both a little on edge.”
Kayla
places a hand on Angelica's shoulder.
“But
I'm serious. You can't deal with these
problems alone. So tell me, what's
wrong?”
“It's...”
Angelica's
voice trails off and then a laugh escapes her lips.
“...it's
stupid, really, but...”
“What
is it? Just tell me, Angel.”
Angelica
sighs.
“I'm
supposed to be the head of this family.
I'm supposed to protect this family.
And yet my oldest daughter Marie was attacked and beaten by them so easily,
they just as easily kidnapped my youngest daughter Kelly, and then to top it
all off, they managed to get our father.”
Angelica
pats herself on the chest.
“They
did it on my watch, Kayla! Clearly I am
not the same woman I used to be.”
She
glares angrily.
“The
old Angelica Jones would not have let this happen. The old Angelica Jones would
track them down and make them pay for this.”
“Just
like what you did to Marie's father?”
Angelica
smirks devilishly.
“Exactly.”
Kayla
frowns.
“You
know what will happen if you become that person again, right Angel?”
“Yes,
I do...”
She
sighs.
“...but
that's the only person capable of protecting this family. And that's my duty. That is my responsibility. I have to protect this family.”
“You
don't have to do THAT in order to protect us.
You don't have to become...”
“...become
what? Become the Dragon? Yes, I think I have to, because I cannot bear
this otherwise. I cannot do this,
Kayla.”
She
shakes her head.
“I
just can't.”
Kayla
takes her sister's hands and squeezes them tight.
“You
do what you have to do, sis.”
“Do
you mean that?”
Kayla
nods her head.
“I
do...I have faith that you will do the right thing. I just ask two things of you. First, I want you to think about it before
you do anything rash.”
“And
the second?”
Kayla
turns to face the altar, looking upward towards the crucifix.
“Pray
with me...”
Angelica
nods her head. She then turns and faces
the altar, looking up at the crucifix.
They begin praying in unison.
“Our
Father, who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name. Thy kingdom come, thy will be done, on earth
as it is heaven. Give us this day our
daily bread, and forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass
against us. Lead us not into
temptation...”
There
is a brief pauses from the sisters before the final words are uttered.
“...deliver
us from evil.”
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We
open in a barely lit workout area. In
fact, the term “barely lit” is probably a little too generous considering the
blackness and darkness surrounding everything except for one singular spotlight
shining down upon a small wrestling ring, definitely smaller than a regulation
ring. Suddenly the full lights come on,
illuminating everything in the room. As
it turns out, this is quite a large workout area with a track for running on
the outer rims. Inside the track are weights
scattered over the floor, the wrestling ring, and two red heavy bags typically
used to boxers or kickboxers. The
equipment and the ring all look worn, just as worn down and dingy as the walls
and concrete floor do. Clearly this
place has either not been used in a long time or it's just not very well kept
up.
The
quiet in this workout area is interrupted by the sound of clicking against the
concrete floor. The clicking sound grows
louder and louder until Angelica Jones steps into the scene from stage
right. The Boston native is wearing a
crimson red knee length skirt and a black short sleeve blouse. Her long red hair hangs unrestrained to
shoulder length. Her feet are encased in
the black peep toe high heeled pumps that no doubt were the cause of the
clicking sound. Jones stops in the
center of the shot, directly in front of the wrestling ring, and turns to face
the camera.
“Behind
me, this entire environment around me, this place that most of you might
consider to be a rat infested hell hole is a place that, for years, was like a
second home to me. For years I came here
and willingly allowed my body to be tortured and broken, battered, beaten, and
bruised. This was the place that served
as the beginning of a long tumultuous journey, a journey that like a roller
coaster has had its ups and has had its downs, but it is a journey that I would
never give up, not for anything.”
She
looks to her left and then looks to her right and then turns back to face the
camera with a pleasant grin on her face.
“This
is a special place to me because this is the school, the wrestling school,
where I began my training to do what I love, to do what I do better than anyone
else. This is where I began my journey
as a professional wrestler and this is where the Angelica Jones that whether
you love her or hate her, you can't help but respect her, was born.”
The
pleasant grin fades into a grimace.
“For
years I trained here at this facility.
While other teenagers my age were beginning to think about college I was
killing myself here in this facility trying to hone my skills in preparation to
become a professional wrestler. My hard
work paid off and I got my big break in the Global Division of Wrestling. I signed my GDW contract and I made my debut
in GDW in 2003.”
The
grimace contorts into an outright sneer.
“And
for over thirteen years since then I have busted my ass night in and night out
trying to be the best. For over thirteen
years I sacrificed time away from my family for this business. I sacrificed time away from my children for
this business and hell, I even forced this fucked up life onto my children for
this business. I bled puddles of blood
and I suffered broken bones and probably lost years off of my life all for this
business.”
Jones
shakes her head.
“Point
being, there isn't a damn person alive today who has the right to say that I do
not take this business seriously...”
Kayla
Jones walks into the scene from stage left.
She is wearing denim jeans, black high heeled boots, and a red long
sleeved sweater. Her long red hair hangs
unrestrained to shoulder length.
“That
goes for me as well. Without going into
the details, professional wrestling quite literally saved my life. I would probably be dead were it not for
professional wrestling providing me with an escape from a terrible
situation. I have been doing everything
I can since then to give back to this industry.
In other words, boys and girls, The Sisterhood cares about this
business. We take this business
seriously. We love this business. Now did we get distracted?”
Kayla
shrugs her shoulders.
“Some
would say yes, but others would say it's ok to have a little fun. My sister already said it once and I will
reiterate, that having a little fun is perfectly fine and we are indeed
entitled to a little fun. But never let
it be said that The Sisterhood does not take any of this seriously, because
that will just serve to piss us off and the last thing you want us The Dragon
and her meaner, younger, and tougher sister to be pissed off.”
Angelica
frowns and turns to face Kayla.
“Tougher? Really?”
Kayla
smiles sheepishly.
“Ok,
scratch that last part about being tougher.”
Angelica
nods her head.
“Good.”
“In
any event, saying that we are a joke, that we don't take this business
seriously, not only is that like poking a mean bear with a sharp stick, but
it's a big wake-up call to me and Angelica.
Apparently the wrestling world at large needs to be reminded just what
we are capable of when provoked.”
Angelica
points at the camera.
“You
want the old Angelica Jones and Kayla Jones back? You want the two toughest bitches in this
sport to remind you why you don't mess with us?”
Kayla
glares at Angelica.
“Hey! I am not a bitch!”
Angelica
rolls her eyes.
“It's
just a figure of speech.”
“Oh...”
Angelica
turns her attention back to the camera.
“Point
is, you want us? You got us. And now we're ready to remind Supreme
Championship Wrestling exactly what the Jones Sisterhood is capable of when we
are at our very best, because when we are at our very best, we are damn near
unstoppable.”
Kayla
points at the camera.
“And
we start with YOU, Gable and Autumn!”
The
younger Jones sibling laughs lightly.
“The
SCW World Tag Team Champions. First of
all, let me start out by saying the one thing we should have said a long time
ago but perhaps we were a bit too full of ourselves to do so.”
Kayla
applauds, in a somewhat sincere tone, which is odd considering how rare that is
in professional wrestling!
“Congratulations. Congratulations on beating us for those belts
and congratulations on a great title reign thus far. You have definitely proven to be worthy title
holders.”
Kayla
shakes her head.
“But
make no mistake about it, champs, while you may have technically beaten us...”
Angelica
and Kayla make quotation mark signs with their hands.
“...you
never did pin us and you never forced us to submit.”
Angelica
shakes her head.
“Nope,
never happened. And we're not making
excuses, we're not trying to minimize your title reign. Every team involved knew the rules of the
sudden death format going in the night you beat Jake Starr and James Evans, NOT
The Sisterhood, for the belts. Every
team knew that the titles could change hands without beating the champions. We accepted that. But understand that you never did beat the
former champions.”
Angelica
motions to herself and then to Kayla.
“Me
and Kayla want our rematch at the SCW World Tag Team Titles and if beating you
first in a non-title situation is what it will take to convince SCW to give us
our shot, then so be it. But you should
want the match too because you can finally prove to the world and to any of
your doubters or critics out there that you are the legitimate tag team
champions of SCW because you can defeat the Sisterhood, the former champions.”
Kayla
nods her head.
“Don't
misinterpret us. We do respect you and
you have nothing to prove to us. You've
already proven your worth to The Sisterhood and, quite frankly, we look forward
to a hell of a match with you guys on Breakdown. We do want to win and maybe earn a title shot
but at the end of the day, perhaps even more important than those titles, is
our desire to build up tag team wrestling, not just in SCW, but all over our
sport. We care about tag team wrestling,
we love it, and we want to illustrate how exciting it can be and how
competitive it can be. SCW has been
advertising that they want new tag teams in the division. They already have at least one new team
signed, Money in the Bank, right? Well
you two and The Sisterhood, we can show these new kids what tag team wrestling
in SCW is all about.”
Angelica
smirks.
“But
make no mistake about it, at the end of the day, we do want to win and we do
want those titles back and The Sisterhood will do everything within our power
to win and get our titles back.”
Kayla
nods her head.
“That's
right, so be ready for a war, and get ready to have your teeth kicked right
down your throat!”
