Introducing Thaddeus Rogers

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January 2012

Off Camera

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Angelica Jones shot and killed Sean Williams in cold blood over ten years ago with a bullet to the head.  He hadn’t abused her physically or threatened her life.  His only mistake was doing what any other father in the middle of a bad break up would do; he tried to sue for custody of his child, Marie Annabelle Jones.  That did not sit well with Angelica, especially when it seemed as if Sean was going to win in court and gain custody of Marie.  In a panic, Angelica reacted in knee-jerk fashion, doing the only thing she knew to do, the only thing she knew would make sure Sean Williams would never gain custody of Marie…

…she ended his life.

Angelica Jones put a bullet through Sean Williams’ head, thus ending his life and thus ending his chances of ever gaining custody of their child.  Jones had made it out to look like a suicide and the cover up worked so well for so long…

…until someone found out.  Her arch-nemesis Meagan Collins found out about what happened and informed authorities, not really out of a desire for justice to be done but more to see Angelica get hurt.  To see her rival put away for good.  Meagan had hoped Angelica would get the death sentence after murdering Sean Williams but instead the judge declared Angelica Jones to be mentally unable to stand trial and instead sentenced her to time at a mental institution.  It was there that the red-head has been staying for over a year now.

The routine here at this mental hospital has become mundane and tiresome for Jones.  She’s fed, she gets recreation time, weekly trips to the psychiatrist;  sometimes more frequent than that.  But ultimately the biggest problem for Angelica and what makes this so difficult is that she is away from her children.  She cannot see her precious children, Marie and Jessica.  The youngest of the three, Kelly, who is not yet of legal age to take care of herself, has been put into the custody of Angelica’s sister, Kayla Jones.  But still, nevertheless, she has been unable to see any of her family and it is making her grow worse instead of better.  The insanity is returning.

Another mundane, routine day of psychiatric evaluation is coming today as Angelica Jones, dressed in her typical white pants and white shirt, is being led along the hall by orderlies to an open door.  They shuffle her inside to a room that is, surprisingly, quite empty.  No decorations, no medical instruments…nothing except for a table and two chairs, one across from the other.

The orderlies sit Angelica down at one of the chairs at the table. “Stay here.  The doctor will be in shortly to see you.”

“Yeah, I’ll stay here.” She remarks sarcastically. “Not like I have a choice.”

The two orderlies grunt before turning and walking out of the room.  Jones would like nothing more than to leave and make a break for it, but she knows she’d get caught.  She’d love to jump out of the window, but it’s a several story drop down to the ground.  She wouldn’t survive.  The best Angelica can hope for is to ride it out.

But for how much longer?

The door eventually opens again.  Angelica turns around to see a man in a dark brown suit and tie with a button up white silk shirt underneath.  He looks rather rugged despite his fancy attire, as illustrated by his full beard.  He even has longer hair pulled back into a ponytail.

“Good afternoon, Angelica.” He extends his hand for Jones to shake it but she just stares at it emptily. “My name is Dr. Thaddeus Rogers.”

The red head continues to stare at his extended hand but refuses to accept it.  She’s been burned all too often before by those close to her even, why would she trust a total stranger, and not just any total stranger, but some quack doctor assigned to “help” her during her stay in this mental hospital?

Rogers can tell that his new patient is still wary of him and doesn’t particularly like his presence there.  He understands this as being normal with most new patients but especially with this one.  He nods his head knowingly before pulling back his hand.

“Not very sociable today, are we Angelica?”

The Boston native shakes her head. “No, not today.  Excuse me for not being very sociable around the enemy.”

“The enemy?” Thaddeus sounds a bit perplexed by this, or at least he attempts to sound perplexed and is doing a good job pretending. “Is that how you view all of the doctors and psychiatrists here at this lovely institution, Angelica?  Are they your enemy?”

“They are holding me here against my will, keeping me away from my children.” A low, menacing growl escapes her throat. “You are damn right they are my enemy.”

The well read, astute Dr. Rogers at this time chooses to make himself comfortable, sitting down in a chair across from Angelica.

“At least you are being honest.”

“I call a spade a spade…”

“I have gathered that much from the reports I obtained from your previous psychiatric sessions.” He begins chuckling lightly. “In fact, it reads here that you threw a shoe at your last psychiatrist and scared the poor dolt half to death.”

A sinister grin forms  across Angelica’s face as she remembers that time, one of the few happy moments she had  in this horrible place.

“I remember that…” she closes her eyes “…good times.”

“I’m sure it was quite fun for you but not so much for him.”  Rogers sighs as he shuffles through his paperwork. “What baffles me, though, is your reaction to all of this.  If I may be so bold, Ms. Jones, would you please tell me why you chose to take that sort of route with that psychiatrist and previous ones?”

Angelica narrows her brow, glaring across the table at Thaddeus Rogers, studying him intently before answering him with a question of her own.

“Do you have children, Dr. Rogers?”

He shakes his head. “No, I do not.  I never did find the right woman to settle down with.”

“Then you have no idea…NO IDEA…what I am going through right now!” Angelica’s voice begins to raise a few points higher than normal. “Marie…Jessica…little Kelly…they all need me…”

She points out to the door. “And those people out there, these doctors, they are keeping me here!  Keeping me from my children!”

“Correction, a judge’s order is keeping you here.” A smirk forms on his rugged face. “If they had their way, you’d be long gone.  The doctors here do not seem to care for you that much, Ms. Jones.”

“Yeah?  Well the feeling is mutual.”

“May I tell you a secret?” He leans in close so that he can whisper and only Angelica will hear. “I like you.”

“Huh?” She blinks with surprise. “Repeat that?”

“You heard me.” He leans back in his chair. “I do not need to repeat myself.”

He shoves a piece of paper forward at Angelica, motioning for her to read it.  Jones picks it up and begins reading as Dr. Thaddeus Rogers begins to explain what exactly is going on…

“You have made very good progress indeed, Ms. Jones,” he checks his notes copiously, a smile forming across his face “very good progress indeed.  At least, that is what I am willing to say in my final report regarding your current condition.”

Jones lowers the paper and stares at him. “I don’t need your help.”

“Yes you do.” He states pointedly and definitively. “You murdered your oldest child’s father in cold blood.   Had it not been for your many suicide attempts and faking your own death at one point you would have been sentenced to the death penalty.  You would have been fried.  As it stands now you could spend the rest of your life locked away in this mental institution.  But I can get you out.”

“How?” Jones sounds a bit worried now, knowing that this stranger speaks the truth. “How can you get me out?”

“Like I said, this hospital does not seem to care for you and has been looking  for a way to dump you off onto someone else.  They were just going to transfer you to a new facility but, with a judge’s permission, I have convinced them to allow me to be your…caretaker.  Your overseer, if you will.”

“What does that mean?”

He smiles warmly, confidently. “It means that I would be your legal guardian, primarily for psychiatric reasons.  You would have to continue to check in with me on a regular basis.  But you would otherwise get to live a completely normal life…slightly supervised life, but a normal life nevertheless.”

“Under your supervision?”

He nods his head. “Correct, but trust me, it won’t be that bad.”

He winks. “In fact, it might be quite pleasurable.   Besides, you would get to see your children again.  And isn’t that what you want more than anything else, Ms. Jones?”

She stares deep into his eyes and then back down at the paper he wants her to sign.  He is right, she does want to be with her children more than anything else.  Everything she has done in her life has been for her children.  Even killing Marie’s father was done in a sick and twisted way for Marie’s benefit; at least Angelica believes that.  Why wouldn’t she go this far as well?  For her children.

With that, Angelica takes a pen that Thaddeus Rogers offers her and signs her name.

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Thaddeus Rogers

On Camera

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Good evening, SCW.  You do not know me yet.  I am Dr. Thaddeus Rogers and I am an old friend of Angelica Jones.

Angelica has fascinated me for quite awhile and it is perhaps that fascination that led us to becoming such fast and good friends.  Angelica Jones fascinates me for many reasons but most notably for her ability to flip the switch from beautiful, charming woman to sadistic, take-no-prisoners style warrior with an attitude.

Few can do that successfully and maintain their sanity.  Many try to flip that switch and they lose control but Angelica, my Angelica, has maintained control over herself throughout her life and career.  And that is what has made women, not just my Angelica, so dangerous in this sport.

Just look at the history of female athletes in our industry.  Kelcey Wallace, former world champion.  Syren, current world champion.  Taylor Chase, former world champion.  And then of course there’s my Angelica, a current world champion in her own right.

What makes women so deadly is their ability to flip the switch.  They have the beauty and natural ability t o charm men, and if they are smart they can outwit the brutes as well.  Then when it matters they can flip the switch and become a beast, a deadly feline who will maul their enemy.

That’s my Angelica for you.

David Helms, you are the one with the unfortunate task of having to face my Angelica on Breakdown.  You are the one who will have to attempt to tame the vicious tiger known to you fine people of SCW as The Dragon.

You cannot slay The Dragon.  You cannot tame the beast.  You can only hope to survive it.

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Present Day

Off Camera

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Angelica Jones is wearing a knee length black skirt and a dark red sweater with black high heeled pumps as she sits in a waiting room at her psychiatrist’s office.  These visits are regular but kept under wraps, kept secret.  Angelica doesn’t want it to get out that she still sees a psychiatrist regularly.  It is part of the deal with the judge that allowed her to be released from the mental institution early.  On this day, though, she isn’t being kept very long.

“Ms. Jones,” a familiar face sticks his head out of the door “I am ready to see you.”

Angelica smiles warmly as she stands up and walks towards the door.  Jones steps inside and shuts the door behind her.  Immediately she is greeted by the warm embrace of Thaddeus Rogers.  The embrace quickly turns more passionate as a kiss between the two ensues.  And that kiss becomes more passionate as they make their way to the sofa, Thaddeus taking charge in the dominant position, slowly and gently, yet also firmly, pushing his patient down onto the sofa.  Rogers gets down on top of her, his hands slowly drift downward, starting to feel up her skirt.

“Oh, Thaddeus…”

“Hush, my sweet; hush and just enjoy the moment.”

“I would but there’s one problem,” she nips at his ear “it’s broad daylight.  What if someone were watching?”

Thaddeus frowns, glaring angrily, not exactly at Angelica but at this entire situation itself.  Despite his desires and passions he realizes that he has to wait to get a piece of Angelica another day.

“Yes, well, I guess we can save the pleasure for another day.”

“You always did have a problem separating business from pleasure.” Angelica winks as she says this.

“Ah, but you ARE my business” he brushes a lock of her long red hair back out of her face “as well as my pleasure.”

“You are such a naughty boy, Thaddeus.”

“And you are a naughty girl.” He remarks. “Killing your poor ex-boyfriend.  You are lucky the courts put you in my care…otherwise you would still be locked away.”

Angelica nods her head in agreement. “True, and you are so lucky that I keep our little relationship a secret.  Otherwise your career could be ruined.”

“Touché.”

“So what do you say we get to the business at hand?” Angelica straightens herself up, straightens her skirt back out, and crosses her legs. “We can save the pleasure for later.”

He nods his head in agreement, pulling up a chair to sit down. “Very well.  I shall get right to business then…I think it is time we make known to the wrestling world just who I am.”

“Oh?” She asks, seemingly very inquisitive. “What brought this on?”

“Wrestling is your passion, my Angel.  I want to be with you and support you as you go through this.  I do not wish to receive it through second hand knowledge such as a television set.”

Angelica looks away from Thaddeus, looking rather nervous. “I guess we could…”

“I detect a hint of disapproval regarding my proposal…”

“You could say that.” Angelica begins pointedly. “I mean, first there’s Lindsey …”

“You two have an open marriage.” Thaddeus remarks with a wry grin. “I do not see a problem.”

“Maybe not, but still, don’t you think she’d get a little jealous?”

“Did you get jealous when Brittany Lohan paraded around with Samantha Raine?”

Jones shakes her head. “No…”

“My point exactly.”

“Yeah, well, Lindsey isn’t the only one who might get jealous.”

A low chuckle escapes his lips. “Ah, yes, I know who you mean.  Silas Mason.”

“You don’t know Silas.  You haven’t dealt with Silas and you don’t want to deal with Silas.” Angelica says in a menacing tone. “He gets very jealous and very possessive.”

“You have little faith in me.” He reaches out and touches her cheek gently. “I may not have a history in dealing with him specifically but I have dealt with his type before.  Besides,” he chuckles “he may take a liking to me.”

Angelica shakes her head. “I still don’t like the idea of you hanging around publicly.”

“You don’t have a choice.” He frowns. “Or do I have to remind you that I could get you locked back up in the mental institution at any time?”

“Right, and I can tell the world about how you took advantage of your patient…sexually?”

He sighs, shaking his head. “We’re at a crossroads then…”

Finally Angelica nods, relenting. “Ok, look, you can hang around.  I do like you, after all, but just…be careful.”

“Careful…is my middle name.”

War Is Hell

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Scene 1

Off Camera

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Angelica Jones sits on a plush black leather sofa, her legs crossed, watching the monitor, watching the proceedings of her first FRONTIER event as the owner of this small British wrestling organization.  The tight black skirt she is sporting stops just above her knees and the open toed high heel shoes adds to her overall beauty.  The red silk blouse and black leather jacket top off the attire.  Next to Jones is her wife, Lindsey Carter, the woman who is indirectly responsible for Angelica’s ownership of FRONTIER.  Carter is wearing a tight, form fitting leopard print dress that shows off all of her luscious curves.  The feet of this business woman are encased in high heeled pumps and her long dark brown hair hangs down to shoulder length.

Jones alone did not have the purchasing price to snatch FRONTIER out from under its former owner CJ Osborne but with the assistance of her wife’s immense wealth she was able to buy this company.  Technically, both lovers own it together, but Lindsey really just lets Angelica run the ship.  Lindsey knows business, Angelica knows wrestling, and that is how it should be.

That is why Lindsey Carter has never once interfered in her wife’s wrestling career.  Well, ok, that’s not exactly true.  One time Lindsey did choose to interfere in Angelica’s career and that was several months ago when she was still being managed by Samantha Hodgson.  The relationship between Jones and Hodgson had already become strained and tense as Hodgson became more controlling and the independent, free spirited Jones didn’t like it.  It was to the point that Hodgson wanted Jones to hide the fact that she was married to Lindsey Carter.  She felt that a wrestling company like Supreme Championship Wrestling would not approve of an openly lesbian competitor, let alone an openly lesbian champion, and that would hinder her from getting any title opportunities.

Silas Mason, being the snake in the grass con man that he is, knew an opportunity when he saw it and proposed that Angelica Jones should join him in Silas World.  Lindsey knew of the deal and while she did not approve of Mason’s tactics as a businessman, she definitely did not approve of Samantha Hodgson’s homophobic attitude.  So she made up lies to tell Angelica, lied to her about the way Samantha secretly had treated Lindsey.  Angelica believed those lies, she bought them hook, line, and sinker.  And those lies caused Angelica to finally dump Samantha Hodgson and sent her right into the waiting arms of Silas Mason.

People have warned Angelica about Silas Mason.  Most recently Shaun Cruze warned Angelica about Silas.  Lindsey Carter does a good job of making sure her red-headed lover doesn’t pay too much attention to the warnings of people like Cruze.  The truth is, Lindsey knows what kind of person Silas Mason is.  She has had to deal with his type in the business world.  Hell, she has utilized those same tactics before to get a business deal done.  Lindsey thinks she can deal with Silas Mason if push came to shove and she would rather deal with him than deal with a homophobe like Samantha Hodgson.

“So, do you like what you see?”

Angelica says this as she reaches over for the remote and shuts off the monitor with one press of a button.  Carter, who had been resting her head on Angelica’s chest, looks up and smiles across at Jones before giving her a gentle peck on the lips.

“Oh hell yes…”

The Boston native grins with pride, pride in the product her roster put out, the show they put on tonight.  Her first night was definitely a success.

“I have to admit, it was some pretty good booking if I do say so myself.”

“I wasn’t talking about the wrestling card, Angel.” Lindsey retorts seductively with a wink.

“You dirty little minx…” Angelica leans in and returns the favor with a kiss of her own, right on Lindsey’s pouty red lips.

Wrestling is Angelica’s world.  Corporate and business dealings are all Lindsey Carter’s forte.  Lindsey, however, wanted to learn the wrestling ropes.  She wants to learn Angelica’s world and thus allowed her wife to train her.  Carter even joined a development league in order to fine tune her skill while she was undergoing her training.  Still, though, there are aspects of the game she doesn’t quite understand.  But while she may not fully understand professional wrestling she does understand Angelica Jones and she can easily tell a difference in her wife since she joined up with Silas Mason.

Jones is more confident lately.  The wrestling world would call it arrogance and maybe there is a hint of arrogance there, but it is well-earned and well-deserved arrogance.  Angelica is a good wrestler, a good competitor who has earned the respect of her peers.  And Lindsey Carter, for her part, has seen Jones when she’s been humbled.  Lindsey doesn’t like to see her like that.  She likes seeing her wife exuding the self-confidence that a former world champion exudes.

That’s yet another reason why she wanted to get Jones away from Samantha Hodgson.  Under Hodgson’s controlling thumb Jones had little to no self-confidence and Lindsey was pained to see her like that.  Say what you will about Silas Mason, that he is a scum bag and a sleaze, but he has at least helped to restore Angelica’s self-confidence by allowing her to be who she is: a goddess in the wrestling ring, a Golden Goddess.

Now, as a member of Silas World she gets to work side by side with the likes of Brittany Lohan and Harmony Fisher; even Kelcey Wallace…or Kari Mysac, whichever you prefer.  At Under Attack the foursome will face off against Jake Starr, Merrick Wiseman, Shaun Cruze, and Chris Cannon.  The match itself was meant to trap Silas World into a corner.  Lindsey knew that it wouldn’t work.  She knew Silas would have a trick up his sleeve.  People in his position usually do, Lindsey has seen it happen in the corporate world.  Silas made sure his fourth member of the squad would be Kelcey…Chris Cannon’s wife…forcing the two to fight, or one of them to give up, one or the other.  A very brilliant move on the part of Silas Mason.

The opening of the office door interrupts the kissing session between Jones and Carter.  They quickly break off the kiss and look up angrily at who the intruder is…it happens to be Pro-Wrestling FRONTIER’s head reporter Bobby Belter.  The pudgy ginger with curly hair is dressed in a sports coat, white button up shirt, and matching nice dress pants for this occasion, and while he had hoped to impress his new boss, he may have just got off on the wrong foot by interrupting her private moment with Lindsey Carter.

“What are you doing here?” Jones immediately gets up off of the sofa, leaving Carter there to watch as her lover approaches Belter and grabs him around his shirt collar. “Just what in the hell are you doing here?!”

“Um…uh…”

“My wife and I were having a private moment, Belter.” The eyes of Angelica Jones flash red with anger and rage. “And you interrupted by just barging in like you own the place?”

“Uh…sorry?”

“I own this place now, Belter!” Her voice raises quite considerably. “And I’ll…”

Lindsey Carter senses that trouble is brewing.  This is the anger that Angelica Jones tries to keep buried; the kind of rage she has trouble controlling.  It’s called The Dragon in some circles and Lindsey doesn’t want The Dragon unleashed on a poor unsuspecting employee.  That would just be bad for business.  She reaches out and places a gentle hand on Angelica’s shoulder before leaning in and kissing her on the cheek.

“It’ll be ok, Angel.”

“Huh?”

She turns and looks into her wife’s eyes.  Lindsey’s loving, tender gaze immediately melts the cold heart of The Dragon, causing Angelica to regain control of her temper.  She turns back to face Belter and frowns.

“Next time,” she releases her grip on the interviewer “you will knock!”

“Right,” he fixes his collar “apologies, Ms. Jones!”

Lindsey winks at Bobby. “You’re welcome, Bobby.”

“Uh-huh, right, thanks…”

Bobby nods his head quickly and enthusiastically.  True enough, he would have been done for had Lindsey not stopped Angelica.  He knows it too.  Lindsey goes back over to the sofa and sits down.  As soon as she does so her cell phone begins ringing.  She answers it, putting the phone up to her ear…

Meanwhile Jones turns back to face Belter…

“So what exactly can I do for you, Belter?”

“What?” Bobby Belter is still a little befuddled and confused after Angelica damn near assaulted him.

“You barged into my office for a reason, Bobby.  Why is that?!”

“Oh yeah!” He snaps his fingers as he remembers. “I just wanted a comment from you for the FRONTIER website.  You mentioned time and time again Silas Mason and Silas World.  How exactly will Silas Mason impact FRONTIER?”

“If you’re worried about Silas barging in…kind of like you did…and trying to run things, then don’t.”

“No?”

Jones shakes her head. “No, don’t worry.  The day to day operations of FRONTIER is up to me and me alone because I own it, not Silas Mason.  But understand that I am a part of Silas World and his advice will be taken under strong advisement.  Also understand that anytime he wants to show up, he can.”

She messes up his shirt collar again. “And you can also understand that I will utilize the full backing and resources of Silas World so long as they are available to me.  I mean, look at me Bobby, I am the owner of pro-wrestling FRONTIER, in GCW I will soon be Global Heavyweight Champion, and in SCW it won’t be long until I am at the top of the mountain.”

Angelica takes Belter by his shoulders and slowly but firmly turn him around so that he is facing the door.  She gives him a gentle shove indicating she wants him to leave.  If that wasn’t enough, she says it as well…

“Now then…get out.  You’ve had your interview, little boy.”

“Yes, Ms. Jones.”

With that, Bobby Belter makes a hurried exit out of the office.  Angelica folds her arms over her chest and smirks rather arrogantly, proud of her actions.  Lindsey would normally be turned on by her wife’s take charge way of handling things.  But, in this case, something  else is on her mind; namely the phone call she just got.  Angelica can tell something is wrong as she turns to face Lindsey who has a frown on her face after hanging up the cell phone.

“What’s wrong, Linds?  Do you think I treated Bobby unfairly?”

“No, what you did with him was great…but I did get a rather interesting phone call.”

“Oh?”

“It was your daughter, Marie.”

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Angelica

On Camera

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My parents taught me that there is no excuse for ignorance or stupidity.  Whether he is stupid or ignorant, certain comments made by Shaun Cruze require an answer.  Let’s face facts, to say that I have done nothing since taking on Silas Mason as my manager is not just ignorant but it is an outright stupid statement to make as well.

Allow me to spell it out clearly for you and everyone else on that little band of misfits you’re teaming up with at Under Attack.  Allow me to spell out what I have done since joining up with Silas World.  Since becoming a member of Silas World I have won world championships in two different companies and currently am the number one contender for a world title in another.  And just recently I purchased Pro-Wrestling FRONTIER.

I own my own wrestling company and soon I will have more championship gold wrapped around my waist.  If that’s what you consider failure then your standard for success must be pretty fucking high.  What I have done since joining Silas World is a career first for me.  I haven’t been this successful in this short of a period of time in my entire career.  Just because I haven’t won any gold here in Supreme Championship Wrestling doesn’t mean anything.  In fact, the only thing it does mean is that management is overlooking a megastar.

Being a part of this organization Silas has built leads to greatness.  Kelcey Wallace could have had that greatness herself but she fucked it up.  Now she lost her identity…isn’t that right Kari Mysac?  And she lost any hope of ever getting back to where she once was.

Perfect 10?  Maybe when she was with Silas, but on her own she’s a 1 and a half at best.

Loyalty to Silas Mason equals success.  If you try and fight the system…well you end up like Kari Mysac.  Flat on your back.  At Under Attack she’ll either fall in line and help us dismantle SCW’s band of misfits or she’ll suffer further humiliation.

Either way we win, because Silas World always wins in the end.

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Scene 2

Off Camera

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Marie Annabelle Jones is the oldest daughter of Angelica Jones.  Their story is long and complicated.  Angelica got pregnant with her when she was in a convent training to become a nun.  The birth was kept secret so long as Jones gave up the child to adoption.  Angelica Jones and her daughter Marie wouldn’t be reunited until years later and at that time The Dragon grew to have a strange attraction to the child.  Parents always have an attraction to their children, but this was different.  Angelica regretted having to give up Marie at birth.  She never forgave herself for it.  She still doesn’t forgive herself for it.  The result of her guilty conscience led to coddle Marie.  In Angelica’s own words, Marie was the glue that held her together.  Marie Annabelle Jones, in many ways, helped determine her own mother’s sanity.  When they were united as mother and daughter, as a family, Angelica was able to maintain her sanity.  Whenever Marie and her mother were at odds, whenever they were separated, Angelica’s sanity began to crumble.

Despite the differences that they have had in the past, Marie Annabelle Jones still wanted to follow in her famous mother’s footsteps and become a professional wrestler.  Angelica, being as overprotective as she is, didn’t want to see her darling daughter get her ass kicked for a living and at first refused to permit it.  But Marie inherited that stubborn streak all Jones women have and she went and trained anyway, first under the tutelage of a family friend named Blayze Alexander and then after Angelica finally relented and agreed to let her train, she received further training under her aunt Kayla Jones.

Angelica has always tried to stay out of her daughter’s business out of respect for her wishes but there are times when she sees her making a big mistake that she feels she must step in, she feels she must try and do something to help set her straight, to set her back onto the right path.  You can imagine, then, what she thought when she heard that her darling daughter had taken on Samantha Hodgson as an agent.

All of the bad memories of having to deal with Samantha Hodgson came back to Angelica.  She remembered what Hodgson was like and the shit she had to deal with under Hodgson’s thumb.  Jones did not want her daughter Marie to have to deal with that.

Unfortunately it’s been difficult for Angelica to find a time that is right for her to split up the Marie/Hodgson alliance.  Marie, for the longest time, had been thoroughly entrenched in Samantha Hodgson’s grip.  Marie had bought into her drivel.

Until now.

Only now has an opportunity arrived that may fix that…

“Marie?”

Angelica Jones was told to expect her daughter at her home in Boston, Massachusetts as soon as she arrived back in the United States after the FRONTIER event overseas.  As soon as she entered her home she jovially calls “Purgatory” she notices that the lights are off…all but the kitchen light.

“She must be in the kitchen.” That’s Lindsey Carter, who speaks to Angelica coming in right behind her carrying the bags. “You should go to her.”

Jones nods her head and quickly makes a beeline through the living room and then down the hall towards the kitchen.  The red-headed Boston native steps in through the kitchen doors and finds her daughter sitting at a small table with a glass of red wine in front of her.

“Marie?”

“I hope you don’t mind that I helped myself.” Young Marie holds up the glass of wine.

“It’s ok, you know as well as I do that anything in this house is as much yours as it is mine.”

Angelica sits down at the table next to her.  “Are you ok?”

“Not really.  Where is grandpa?”

“He moved out.”

“I guess he finally closed on that house?”

Angelica nods her head.  Bart Jones, Angelica’s father, had been staying with Angelica until he could close on a home of his own.  Marie had grown close to him recently and had valued his advice and suggestions.  No doubt she was hoping he’d be here and was disappointed to find him missing.

“Yeah, he did.”

“Can you give me his new address?”

“Sure.  I’ll give it to you before you leave.”

The younger Jones takes a sip of wine.  “Great, I sure could use his advice on the situation I find myself in.”

Jones knows very little about what is going on in Marie’s professional career.  She has tried to stay out of her dealings in the Independent Wrestling Cartel out of respect for her daughter’s wishes.  Based on what Lindsey Carter has told her, what she has seen on television, and what she has read on social media, her daughter may be having some issues with Samantha Hodgson.  Whatever the situation is, Bart Jones isn’t here to advise her on it.  Angelica, however, is…

“What’s wrong?”

“I just need some advice on what to do with my career.” Marie shakes her head. “It isn’t an easy decision.”

“Career decisions usually aren’t.” Angelica responds as she prepares to play ignorant, as if she doesn’t know what’s really wrong. “So what’s going on, sweetie?”

“I had been GCW Global Heavyweight Champion…until Samantha Hodgson screwed it up for me!  Now I lost that title to Abigail Lindsey!  I had taken IWC’s Pure Championship belt and was going to use it as leverage over Vanilla Skyy until Samantha Hodgson screwed that up too!”

She bangs her fist on the table.  “BOTH TIMES could have been avoided had Samantha done her job but she failed!  Even Ethan Von Aaron could have been of help but he was too busy ogling Rachel Frost!”

The younger Jones buries her face in her hands. “Things are not looking good for me right now, mom.”

This is an opportunity Angelica has been waiting for; Marie is questioning Samantha Hodgson and finally Angelica can get rid of her.  Finally Angelica can get rid of Samantha Hodgson from the Jones family for good.  Marie is easily influenced right now and easily manipulated.  It wouldn’t take much to talk Marie into dumping Hodgson.

“You should talk to your grandfather.”

“Huh?” Marie looks up at her mother with a genuine look of surprise on her face. “That’s all you have to say about this issue?!”

“It’s like this sweetie…” she sighs, kind of feeling surprised herself that she decided not to give in to the urge to manipulate Marie into doing what she wants “…you know my feelings towards Samantha Hodgson are not very pleasant ones.  You know exactly what I think you should do.  You don’t have to ask.”

“True…”

“I know I can’t be fair in this situation.  Your grandfather can.  Talk to him.”

“Sure.”  Marie shakes her head. “I just wish I could leave here with something for my troubles…”

Jones smirks. “Maybe you can…”

The mother produces a business card and hands it to her daughter.  She looks down at it and then back up at Angelica, frowning.

“Are you serious?”

“Yes, yes I am.”

Marie shrugs. “I’m not sure…”

“Just think about it.”

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Angelica

On Camera

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In the words of famous Civil War general William Tecumseh Sherman, war…is…hell.  War is hell and it is not a pretty thing, it is not fair, it is never ever fair.  There are no rules when it comes to war.  The only thing that matters is achieving the end goal.  The only thing that matters is victory.

Is it fair that poor Kari Mysac has to fight her own hubby wubby Chris Cannon at Under Attack?  Is it fair that she has to fight on behalf of the same people she hates?  No, it isn’t fair.  But this is war.  And in this war Kari Mysac is a weapon, and contractually speaking she is SILAS MASON’S WEAPON to use as he sees fit and he sees fit to use her as his weapon against SCW’s useless crew of idiots and nitwits.

This war is about power and it is a war that you four cannot win, because as you can see, if you can’t already tell, Silas World is prepared to do anything and use any and all weapons at our disposal to win this war.

And I am the greatest and most dangerous weapon on the Silas World team.  You four will have to contend with an angry Dragon.

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Marie Jones

On Camera

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My mother and I have had a roller coaster of a relationship.  We’ve had our ups and we’ve had our downs.  I have often disagreed with her tactics and she has often disagreed with my career moves.  But one thing that has never changed is our love for one another.

Being that we are both wrestlers in a wrestling family you can imagine the awkward situations that may arise.  We have, on more than one occasion, actually fought one another.  I am not ashamed to admit that I have never beaten my mother.  Someday, maybe, I will…

I know my mother’s personality and I know how she operates in the ring and both are similar in that she never quits.  She never gives up.  She is a never say die type of person.  My mother is the type of person who will always be on the front line fighting a war, and not just because she believes in the cause either…

…she truly enjoys war.

I don’t enjoy war but she does.  She thrives upon it.  Under Attack will be a war in which she fights on the side of Silas World in a struggle for power.

She’s not in Silas World because she’s been forced and she’s not stupid either.  My mother and Silas Mason happen to be very similar individuals.  They naturally attract one another.  She truly has found her place as a member of Silas World.  I can see that, even if people like the SCW team at Under Attack cannot.

Is she scum, then, just like you people call Silas?  Perhaps.  But she’s definitely not stupid.  She’s smarter than the rest of you and damn sure tougher than the rest of you.

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Angelica

On Camera

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Under Attack is an appropriate name for this pay per view offering because the fact is Supreme Championship Wrestling is really and truly under attack from a fierce fighting force…

…namely Silas World.

I said it once already but I’ll say it again just in case there were some of you not paying attention.  War is NOT fair.  War has NO rules.  Throw the Geneva convention bullshit out the window.  The allies in world war 2 bombed German cities and killed civilians.  That’s not to mention the atomic bombings of Hiroshima and Nagasaki.

And the allies won the war.

To borrow a line from old sparring partners of mine, war…true warfare…isn’t about rules or playing fair.  True warfare is a TOTAL WAR where you do anything, including the total destruction of your enemy, in order to achieve the end game…

…in order to achieve victory.

Another thing that’s a joke these days is something called diplomacy.  Diplomacy is a joke that no one listens to.  Every major world power is self-interested and only cares about what helps them.  I would go further with that and argue that global politics is about finding ways to take what you want from this planet…

Harmony Fisher and Brittany Lohan, along with myself and Silas Mason, we are Silas World.  We see what we want and we take it.  We want power within SCW and we will have it.  We will take it.  We will pry it out of the cold dead hands of Jake Starr, Shaun Cruze, Merrick Wiseman, and Chris Cannon if we have to.

And we will do anything to get it.  Just ask the lovebirds.  Ask Kari Mysac.

You USED to be a world champion.  You USED to be The Perfect 10.  You threw that all away when you threw away Silas World’s good services.  Now you nothing but a shell of your former self.  Sienna Swann is now The Perfect 10 and you will have to live with it.

But you still have the ability of a world champion and if you want to have any hope of getting your life back you had better play by the rules…the rules of Silas World.  If you don’t then everything will come crashing down around you, Kari.  I hate losing and I will personally do the deed if you cost us this match.

And what about you, Chris Cannon?  What’s Superman gonna do about his Lois Lane?  Is he going to punch her off when the two are in the ring against one another?  Or will one of you be a coward and lie down?

Jake Starr…Shaun Cruze…Merrick Wiseman…you all should have left well enough alone.  You all decided to play hero.  You all decided to poke your nose into a situation that didn’t involve you.  All of you thought that fighting Silas World was a good idea.

At Under Attack, we sisters of Silas World are going to show you just how wrong you are.

I go into every war with the full intention of winning.  I fight every war with the deadliest of intentions of hurting my enemies and leaving the bodies strewn about in lifeless heaps, just like Berlin after the allies were done carpet bombing them, just like Hiroshima and Nagasaki after they were nuked into the stone age.

The same will done to you four at Under Attack.   This will be the night that we finally put a stop to you and your little heroism.  We are going to put you down once and for all and take the power that so rightfully belongs to us.