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Off Camera
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Angelica
Jones and her sister Kayla’s journey back to the top of the tag team division
has lasted for a year and, like a roller coaster ride, has had its ups and its
downs. On numerous occasions they have
been number one contenders for the belts.
On many occasions they even defeated the reigning champions, Gable
Winchester and Autumn Valentine; but the fact that the victories were in
non-title matches meant nothing.
Reaching up to grab that brass ring was all that mattered in the grand
scheme of things and every time the Jones siblings had the opportunity to take
the gold, they were unable to deliver.
Along the
way The Sisterhood have had clashes with many great teams; teams such as their
old rivals Adrenaline Rush, Craig Thomas and Stacy Kissinger. They’ve battled with new teams such as Honor
Code, Shaun Cruze and AJ Helms, and wild cards such as The Daughters of
Darkness. And here recently The
Sisterhood’s quest to regain the world tag team gold has put them in conflict
with Jake Starr, who just wants to disrupt them from winning anything.
With so much
going on in the tag team division right now, it seems only appropriate that the
best way to settle everyone’s issues is to throw everyone into one big match;
the tag team turmoil at SCW’s next pay per view Hell Hath No Fury.
It’s hard to
predict what will happen when the bell rings.
All that is known is that The Daughters of Darkness will start the match
but outside of that, it really is anyone’s guess. No one knows if Jake Starr even has a
partner. No one knows if Lexi Von Aaron
has a partner. And with so many teams
already entered, teams such as Honor Code and The Sisterhood and others, anyone
could walk out as the SCW World Tag Team Champions.
Despite the
importance of the World Tag Team Championship to Angelica and Kayla Jones,
there is still something else that is also very important to the two of them;
namely, Kayla Jones and her pending marriage to Trenton Snow.
Kayla Jones
has had a rough go of it in terms of her past relationships. Her first marriage was to Jason Redfield and
things were going great between the two of them until, in a moment of weakness,
decided to cheat on him with another wrestler, Andreas Lasiewicz. Jason and Kayla promptly divorced and Kayla
ended up publicly with Andreas. That
relationship lasted until Kayla, in her mind, betrayed him by using her
position on the company’s Board of Directors to block him from ever getting a
world title shot.
Ever since
then she had remained single and she thought she would be single for the rest
of her days. That was until she met
Trenton Snow, the outspoken brash wrestler in Global Championship
Wrestling. He constantly kept on her
case, begging for a date. Finally Kayla
relented and agreed to one date…
…but she had
no idea that one date would turn into something far greater. She saw Trenton’s true identity, which was
different from the brash outspoken individual the GCW fans loved to hate. Trenton was a polite gentleman, almost a
throwback to the days of chivalry when men treated their women like queens and
Kayla, being the traditionalist she is, absolutely loved it.
Dating
Trenton was one thing, but now she’s going to marry him and, with under a month
left until the wedding day, the reality of it all is finally beginning to hit
her. The wedding day jitters and nerves
have arrived as the reality of what she is about to get herself into is
beginning to sink in.
Angelica
Jones is set to be the Maid of Honor at the wedding and she truly wants her sister
to be happy. She hates seeing her as
nervous as she is right now, but Angelica can certainly understand her
concern. Kayla is putting herself out
there for a third time when the first two times did not work out. Angelica has also had many failed relationships. She dealt with them in her own unique way but
she definitely understands why her younger sister is worried and wants to help
alleviate those concerns in whatever way she can.
Angelica
decided that the best way for Kayla to forget about her problems and worries is
to take her out for a night on the town.
No, it may not be a traditional bachelorette party, but a simple night
out for the two of them to enjoy themselves should be enough to settle Kayla’s nerves.
Or so
Angelica hopes.
“You’re going to love this place!”
That’s the
voice of Angelica Jones, trying to hype her sister up and get her excited about
things to come. The siblings are
standing out on a sidewalk in front of a bar in Boston, Massachusetts. The place is called the 21st Amendment,
named after the amendment of the US Constitution that repealed
prohibition. Angelica Jones is wearing a
floral print maxi skirt and a black long sleeved sweater. Her sister Kayla is wearing a long sleeved
black dress with black leggings. While Angelica
looks very excited about tonight’s festivities, her sister Kayla does not look
nearly as happy.
“You want me to get drunk.”
“Only if you want to.”
Angelica
snickers but Kayla is not laughing.
Angelica finally sighs and shakes her head.
“Look, I’m not trying to get you drunk. That isn’t the purpose of this.”
“Then tell me why we’re at a bar.”
Angelica
reaches out and places a hand on her sister’s shoulder.
“I know you’ve been worrying yourself sick
over this wedding.”
Kayla shakes
her head.
“Angelica, not now…”
“No, you are going to listen to me. I get why you’re upset. I really and truly do. You blame yourself for your marriage to Jason
ending and your relationship with Andreas ending. But if anyone knows about failed
relationships it would be me.”
Angelica
chuckles lightly.
“Sean
Williams…Christopher…Andreas Lasiewicz…Sean McBride…Brittany Lohan…Lindsey
Carter…that’s six failed relationships.
Three of them were marriages. I
screwed them all up. I think I got you
beat on the whole screwed up relationship thing, sis.”
Kayla finally cracks a smile.
“Are we really having a pissing
contest over who has the lousiest luck with their relationships?”
“We can if you want, but you’re
going to lose. You may have cheated on
Jason and blocked Andreas from ever getting a world title shot, but in a fit of
mental instability I put a bullet in the head of Sean Williams. I spent time in a mental hospital for that.”
Kayla laughs lightly as she nods her head.
“True, you kinda have me beat there.”
“I’m glad you can admit
that. Now can you admit that my idea to
come here and relieve some of your stress might be a good idea after all?”
Kayla looks far from confident in her sister’s plan. She shrugs her shoulders.
“I don’t know, Angel. I mean,
yeah, I am freaking out about the wedding, but don’t we have better things to
do? We are supposed to compete for the
SCW World Tag Team Championships at Hell Hath No Fury.”
“So?”
“So it’s been over a YEAR since
we’ve held the tag team titles. We’ve
had to fight through every obstacle put before us…we had to overcome the
ridiculous situation we put ourselves in with the Free Botswana crap…”
Angelica giggles.
“But that WAS fun, you gotta
admit.”
Kayla frowns, not looking amused at all.
“Shut up.”
“Sorry.”
“Anyway…we had to fight the likes
of Adrenaline Rush, Honor Code, Winchester and Valentine, Daughters of
Darkness, Jake Starr, and now we’re going to Hell Hath No Fury in the Tag Team
Turmoil where we’ll have to fight all of them and more one more time.”
She turns and looks to the front door leading to Angelica’s favorite
watering hole.
“And yet you want us to waste
time here. Getting drunk.”
“I never said anything about
getting drunk. They do more than just
sell alcohol, sis. There’s great burgers
and wings and other food. Music,
dancing, karaoke. And yeah, there is
alcohol, but that’s only if you want to.”
Kayla shakes her head.
“You’re missing the point,
sis. Aren’t we distracting ourselves by
wasting time here?”
“Perhaps, but I think we run an
even greater risk if we allow you to continue to be distracted by your personal
problems outside of the ring. You need
to calm down, relax, and realize that this wedding is going to be great. You need to realize that everything will be
fine. That’s why I brought you here, to
have fun and relax.”
Kayla sighs and nods her head.
“Well…maybe you’re right…I have
been kind of uptight lately.”
Angelica smirks.
“You’ve been VERY uptight, sis,
but I’m not going to blame you! I just
want to cure you. Now come on, let’s
have some fun.”
“Fun?”
“Yeah, I’m going to sign you up
to sing Margaritaville when they begin the karaoke!”
Kayla rolls her eyes.
“Oh Lord…”
With that, the sisters approach the door, open it up, and step inside.
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One Hour Later
Off Camera
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The 21st Amendment bar filled up rather quickly with a
variety of patrons. Some are loners
looking for love, some are just looking for fun. Some burly men and beautiful women. Gays and lesbians, white and black, Hispanic. There are even a group of bikers gathered
here today. They are trying to drink
away their problems or trying to pick up a date, and failing unsuccessfully at
one or the other or both. Some are just
here to have fun and party. One such
individual here just for fun is Angelica Jones, who is at the pool table,
enjoying a run of good luck against a biker.
“Eight ball side pocket.”
She rears back and strikes the
cue ball, it hits the eight ball and, sure enough, the eight ball slowly
goes rolling into the side pocket.
Angelica smirks as she looks back up at the biker.
“I never knew I’d be so good at
this game.”
The biker rolls his eyes.
“Right…whatever…”
Angelica chuckles and is about to prepare a new game when she hears a
voice over the rest of the crowd.
“And coming up next for karaoke,
Angelica Jones singing Brown Eyed Girl!”
“That’s me…”
She tosses the pool stick to the biker.
“See ya, buddy!”
Angelica walks away to begin her singing, leaving the biker behind,
probably grateful that she will no longer be there to humiliate him at a game
of pool. But what about Kayla? Angelica did come here with her younger
sister with the sole purpose of trying to sooth her nerves regarding the
wedding. So is this plan of Angelica’s
successful?
Well it depends on your definition of success.
The bar area itself looks like any other, with various patrons seated
atop cushioned stools. Sitting at the
bar area with a nearly empty glass of scotch is the firey red-head Kayla
Jones. Her long red hair is messed up
and disheveled. The normally well kept
younger sister of Angelica Jones looks the worse for the wear.
Why is this the case? Angelica
meant for Kayla to use this as an opportunity to ease her nerves and to
relax. Unfortunately very few words from
Angelica Jones can convince Kayla that things will be ok. While Angelica began to play several games of
pool, Kayla went straight to the bar, thinking that she could drown out her
concerns in alcohol.
It hasn’t worked out so well.
Kayla takes her shot glass and quickly downs the last of the
scotch. She places her glass back down
and shoves it forward towards the bartender, pointing at the empty glass and
glaring at him with a look of expectation.
“More…please…”
The
bartender had been busy chatting with another patron when Kayla interrupts his
conversation. He turns and looks at the
empty shot glass and then at the drunken stupor in which she stares at him. It isn’t hard for him to figure out that he
needs to shut her down. He shakes his
head.
“No.”
Kayla
reaches into her purse and produces a scrunched up wad of bills. It’s unclear how much money is here due to
how wadded up they are but she shoves all of it in the direction of the
bartender.
“More.”
“You’ve had too much, ma’am.”
Kayla
angrily shoots up off of the stool and overturns it. She growls angrily at the bartender.
“I’ll say when I’ve had enough, damnit!”
The
bartender motions with his hand towards someone. It isn’t long until we see that the person is
the bouncer. The bouncer stares at
Kayla.
“You need to leave, ma’am.”
“And who is going to make me leave? You?!”
Things could
easily escalate at this point. Kayla is
dangerous and she has alcohol in her system.
But thankfully Angelica Jones, who had been singing, unceremoniously
stops her singing to rush over and break things up, stepping in between the bouncer
and Kayla.
“I think I can handle this!”
Angelica
leans in to Kayla’s ear and whispers.
“What is wrong with you?”
“Outta my way, Angelica!”
Kayla shoves
her sister to the side and storms past the bouncer and towards the front
door. Angelica sighs and rushes off
after her. Kayla is out of the door
first followed closely by her older sibling Angelica, who calls out after her.
“Kayla, wait!”
“Leave me alone!”
Angelica
rushes up to Kayla who quickly turns and attempts a superkick but the
combination of trying a superkick in high heels and the alcohol in her
bloodstream causes her to not only wildly miss the kick but also causes her to
stumble over and fall face first onto the sidewalk. Angelica gazes down at her and sighs, shaking
her head with disbelief.
“You’re drunk.”
“I…I’m not…drunk…”
Angelica
nods her head.
“Yeah, you are.”
She sighs
and shakes her head.
“This was my fault. I never should have brought you out here.”
Angelica
bends down and helps her sister back to her feet.
“Let’s get a cab and go back home.”
“I…love…I love…you…”
Angelica
smiles.
“I love you too, Kay.”
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Two Hours
Later
Off Camera
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Angelica
Jones was definitely well intentioned when she took her younger sibling out to
the 21st Amendment Bar. It’s Angelica’s favorite bar in Boston and
she was most definitely certain that Kayla would love it as well. Most importantly, Angelica was hoping that a
night of fun would help her sister relax and forget about the needless worry
associated with her pending marriage to Trenton Snow on December 30th.
Perhaps
going to a bar was not exactly the best idea, though, because as it turns out
Kayla chose to deal with her issues by getting drunk and nearly causing a fight
in the bar. But it turned out ok,
Angelica got Kayla back home in one piece, and she plans to stay the night with
her just to make sure her sister is fine.
Angelica is
in the guest room standing by a full length mirror taking appraisal of
herself. She is wearing a black lacy bra
and panty number with black sheer nylon over her legs. Long red hair hangs down to just below her
shoulders.
“I hate I let you down, sis.”
A sad smile
spreads across her face as she continues musing out loud to herself.
“But we’re going to be fine. You and me, we’ll be fine. We’ll win those tag titles back at Hell Hath
No Fury, I have no doubts. But more
importantly, you’ll be fine. You’ll be
more than fine.”
Her grin
grows wider.
“You’ll be great. You and Trenton are a perfect match and you
will happy now that you have finally found love.”
Suddenly her
musing is interrupted by a loud thump from the other room. The rooms are close together and the walls
are thin, Angelica knows this and thus she knows the loud noise came from the
next bedroom over, which happens to be her sister’s room. Angelica’s eyes grow wide.
“Kayla!”
Angelica
bolts out of her room and walks a few feet down the hall and bolts into her
sister’s room. She finds Kayla face
first on the floor with a bottle of vodka lying next to her. It doesn’t take much to figure out what just
happened. Angelica gasps.
“Oh God…”
Angelica
dives for the landline phone and immediately dials a number she knows quite
well by now...
“Trenton!
Yes, get down to Kayla’s house…NOW!”
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On Camera
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The camera
begins to roll. Immediately we see the
lovely feminine figure of none other than Angelica Jones entering the scene
from stage right. Angelica Jones is
wearing a black pencil skirt that stops just at the knee, black high heeled
pumps, a white silk blouse, and a matching black blazer. Sunglasses cover her eyes.
“Hell Hath No Fury is in sight and I cannot
think of a better time or place for The Sisterhood to step up and reclaim what
we lost over one year ago and that would be the SCW World Tag Team
Championship.”
She grins
knowingly.
“And the fact that this takes place in
December is even more appropriate, because we can’t think of a better Christmas
gift to give to ourselves this year, right Kayla?”
That signals
the arrival of her sister from stage left.
Kayla Jones is wearing a jumpsuit with black bottoms that are pleated at
each leg and a white top with a surplice neckline and cap sleeves. Her feet are encased in black strappy three
inch sandals. Sunglasses cover her eyes
as well.
“That’s right, Angel. It has been one year, one damn year, and
throughout that year we have fought through so many obstacles, we have fought
so many other teams and individuals in that calendar year as we fought back to
the top; some of those were worthy competitors who should be proud of
everything they’ve accomplished…”
Kayla
frowns.
“…and there are still others who are nothing
more than cowards, thugs, or disrespectful twerps who treat this great sport as
if it were just a joke.”
Angelica
shakes her head.
“This isn’t a joke to us. This is deadly serious for us because we had
to fight for a calendar year to get back here, we had our opportunities where
we failed, we had our opportunities where we succeeded, and now we stand on the
precipice of another tag team title reign, but to do that we have to go through
the challenge of tag team turmoil. And
we are not going to underestimate tag team turmoil, we will not treat it like a
joke, we are going to bust our asses and sacrifice everything we have in order
to become two time SCW World Tag Team Champions.”
Angelica
points a finger at the camera.
“And YOU can’t stop us, Jake Starr. I mean, I can honestly see why no one likes
you. Kayla is right, you are nothing more
than a child throwing a temper tantrum.
You lose the elimination chamber and what do you do? You become obsessed with attacking the person
who eliminated you. And who was that
person who eliminated you, Jake?”
She smirks.
“That’s right, it was me. I beat your ass in the elimination chamber
but instead of taking the loss like a man you keep attacking and attacking and
attacking in some vain attempt to look tough, but instead you are making
yourself look like a spoiled child whose mommy didn’t raise him right. What are you going to do if Honor Code
eliminates you in the tag team turmoil, Jake?
Are you going to stalk Shaun and AJ?
What about if El Rudo or Dante beat your ass this time? Are you going to
go after the entire PUNK HAZARD collective?
Or maybe you can take a new tactic and deal with your issues in a more constructive
manner, because attacking me and Kayla will get you nowhere.”
She shakes
her head.
“No matter how many times you knock us down,
we’ll keep getting right back up and we’ll keep coming. You can’t stop us from achieving our goals in
Supreme Championship Wrestling. You’re
just a gnat, an annoying gnat, and soon we’ll swat you and be finished with you
for good.”
Angelica
looks to Kayla and nods her head, cuing her to talk next.
“Jake Starr is in this primarily for revenge
against us, but he’s not the only one in it for some dumbass reason.”
Kayla
jokingly waves at the camera.
“Hi there, Lexi! I’m not honestly sure why you’re in the
match. Does anyone know why you’re in
the match? I mean, maybe you want in
just to be close to AJ. Or maybe you
want in so you can help AJ win. Who
knows?”
Kayla shrugs
her shoulders.
“Whatever the reason, I seriously doubt you’re
in this to win the belts. You, like Jake
Starr, are obsessed…but you are obsessed with AJ Helms. And I hate to break it to you, but this match
isn’t about your stalker-scary love affair with AJ Helms. This is about the SCW World Tag Team Championship
and if you think me or Angelica are going to let your fucked up, warped
nymphomaniac self screw up our opportunity to become World Tag Team Champions
for a second time then you have another thing coming. I’ll kick your teeth down your throat before
I let that happen. You and Jake Starr
both should step back and let those who are serious about tag team gold participate.”
Angelica
chuckles.
“Like Derek Adonis and Manvel?”
Kayla
frowns.
“You ARE kidding, right Angel?”
“What?
They are a tag team.”
“And they are just BARELY more serious than
Lexi Von Aaron. Hell, I’m not sure what
those two clowns want more, the tag team titles or a piece of ass.”
Angelica
snickers.
“I doubt they’ll get either. We’ve beaten them once, we’ll beat them
again. And I’d like to think that the
ladies in this turmoil match are far too self-respecting to let themselves be
found anywhere near those two bozos.”
Kayla arches
a brow.
“Even Sloan and Diana?”
“Well…maybe them.”
Kayla sighs
and shakes her head.
“Moving on then…Katie and Gigi Steward, it
wasn’t that long ago that you were dominating the women’s division. Now you’re going to try and move in on the
tag team division?”
She shakes
her head.
“Not going to happen, because you’re going
to realize very quickly that things are done differently in the tag team
division and your antics are not welcome here.
Granted, I can’t speak for anyone else, but I can tell you that The
Sisterhood will always stand up against that kind of crap. We once embodied it ourselves and we regret
it. We won’t let that kind of garbage
into the tag team division again.”
Angelica
shakes her head.
“Kayla is right, we will not stand by and
allow the tag team division become inundated by gang assaults and dishonorable
cheating tactics.”
Angelica
points a finger at the camera.
“We’re looking at you, PUNK HAZARD. And Alexis Quinne can throw the race card out
there all she wants, I don’t really give a damn at this point, I’m just going
to call a spade a spade. PUNK HAZARD is
a gang of thugs. When you all jump people
from behind and attack them, that is a gang assault no matter what color your
damn skin is, no matter what nationality you are, it is all a damned gang
assault. But guess what?”
She motions
to herself and Kayla.
“You know from experience that The
Sisterhood can play that game just as well as you. You jumped my daughter and attacked her. So we used your own damn gang tactics against
you by bringing the entire Jones clan to the ringside to counter the numbers
game of PUNK HAZARD. We don’t like to
play dirty, we don’t like to play by those rules, but if you push us to, then
by God we will do whatever it takes to stop you. So you had better believe that we will make
sure Rudo and Dante leave empty handed at Hell Hath No Fury.”
Kayla takes
her sunglasses off, revealing the intensity in her eyes. Angelica does the same, showing the intensity
in her eyes. Kayla is the first to speak
up.
“Do you see the look in our eyes? We want this more than anything else. We want this more than anyone else in this
match. This isn’t a game to us and we
will not allow the tag team division to be turned into a joke by the likes of
Sloan Sawyer and Diana Weston.”
Kayla shakes
her head.
“You represent everything we hate about this
sport. Everything is a joke to you. This whole industry is just a game to
you. Well newsflash, you spoiled little
bitches…THIS IS NOT A GAME!”
She reaches
back and touches her neck.
“I broke my fucking neck for this
sport. I reinjured my neck later on FOR
THIS SPORT! And yet despite those two
serious neck injuries I came back.
Others would have took a hint and retired early but I came back. Did I come back because I was a glory hog or
because I was greedy for championship gold?”
She shakes
her head.
“I fought like hell and busted my ass to
come back from my neck injuries because I love this sport. So go ahead, make your fucking ridiculous
tweets about nothing. Sit at the color
commentary table and talk about nothing.
Until you get serious about this sport that’s all you’ll be…NOTHING. And until you decide to get serious about
this sport, you will NEVER be SCW World Tag Team Champions. I don’t give a damn if you two bitches held
tag titles in another company. That was
then, this is now, and the games you’re currently playing will NEVER get you a
world tag team championship in this great company.”
Angelica
chuckles.
“Wow, you sure are pissed.”
“What?
They piss me off.”
“It’s ok, Kayla, not everyone in this tag
team turmoil is a bad apple. There are
Craig Thomas and Tyler Tucker, Adrenaline Rush.”
Kayla shakes
her head.
“It’s Craig and Stacy, this time.”
“Really?”
Kayla nods
her head.
“Yep.”
“Ok then, it doesn’t matter whether, because
Stacy knows it just as well as the other two.
She knows the history Adrenaline Rush has with The Sisterhood. We’ve been fighting since almost the
beginning of The Sisterhood’s run here in SCW.
What started out as a rivalry between two enemies evolved into a rivalry
between two groups of competitors who had a deep respect for one another. We won some matches, you won some matches,
and in the process we’d like to think we earned your respect, because you damn
sure earned our respect.”
She shakes
her head.
“But when the SCW World Tag Team
Championships are at stake, respect, friendships, allegiances are all put to
the side because everyone wants the gold.
Everyone wants that top spot. And
we’ll still respect you when it’s all said and done, just as I hope you’ll
still respect us when it’s over, but understand that we’ll do whatever it takes
to get to the top.”
Angelica
looks to Kayla and nods her head, cuing her to talk next.
“Cruze and Helms are in this thing too and
when you speak about respect, there is quite possibly no other team that we
respect more than Honor Code. Both are
from honorable wrestling families but you all know that. There’s no need for me to remind you of who
they are and what they represent. The
fact is that they represent pretty much the same thing The Sisterhood
represents. We already said that we were
not going to let the tag team division be inundated by the dishonorable gang
attacks of Punk Hazard, the cheating of Team Desire, or to be made into a joke
by the class clowns of Supreme Championship Wrestling The Daughters of
Darkness. And that’s your goal too, isn’t
it?”
Kayla nods
her head.
“Yeah, you want to maintain a sense of honor
in this sport. In that sense we are
definitely on the same page. And we’ve
tangled before. You got the better of us
and, in the process, helped us to do some introspection of our own. Ever since that one tag team encounter we
have become a better team. We have
become more focused than ever before. In
other words, we may have looked past you before…”
She shakes
her head.
“…but we will not look past you again. We will NOT make that same mistake again.”
Angelica grins
knowingly.
“That leads us to Gable Winchester and
Autumn Valentine. We saved you for last
because you are the most important factor in the tag team turmoil. You are the reigning and defending SCW World
Tag Team Champions. It’s almost unfair,
in a way, to make you guys defend it against so many teams in one damn match. But I know you won’t complain because ever
since you won the belts you have defended against all comers without issuing
one grievance. And you have beaten each
and every one of them. I’m not sure that
there has been any team to actually defeat you…”
Kayla leans
over and whispers into her ear. Angelica
smirks.
“Oh yeah!
Thanks for reminding me!”
She motions
to herself and Kayla.
“We hold two non-title victories over
you. Yeah, we know that it only matters
when the championships are on the line but the fact is that Kayla and I know
what it takes to beat you because we’ve done it before. We have the formula, we’ve used it twice, we
just have to put it into action one more time, only this time with a little
something extra because this isn’t straight up you two against The Sisterhood;
this is tag team turmoil. Anything can
happen. It’s unpredictable. But we thrive on unpredictability, and we’re
not going to let the fact that this is a tag team turmoil stop us from finally
doing what we failed to do for one calendar year, we’re not going to let
anything or anyone stop us from doing to you what you did to us over one year
ago and that is to take your SCW World Tag Team Championships.”
Kayla nods
her head.
“That’s right, Angelica, and for anyone else
who decides to enter, understand that this truly is the opportunity of a
lifetime. This is the opportunity to
become World Tag Team Champions. But for
you it will just be an opportunity.”
She motions
to herself and Angelica.
“For me and Angelica, this will be more than
just an opportunity. This will become
our reality. The Sisterhood will soon be
your SCW World Tag Team Champions and it will go down at Hell Hath No Fury. And The Sisterhood will kick all of your
teeth right down all of your throats!”
Angelica
grins knowingly.
“That’s a lot of teeth.”
