Saturday, July 11, 2015

Redemption



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Redemption
Jessica Lasiewicz
On Camera
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My sister thought the redemption quest was done…she thought that by attacking me, that I would see the fruitlessness in my quest to redeem my family name and that I would let redemption die.  That’s the problem with me, I’m stubborn and I get it honest from both of my parents.  There was no way in hell I was going to walk away from this fight.  If Marie wasn’t going to listen to me then I just had to go to someone who would…

…my mother.

My mother is a proud athlete who believes in our family but what she believes in more than anything else is her children.  I had to put myself at risk but I made her see how evil Silas Mason really is.  I made her see that she had to get out of Silas World as soon as she could.

Now your World is coming apart at the seams, Silas.  You had a diamond in the form of Angelica Jones and she’s left you in the dust.  Even if me, Angelica, and Harmony all come up short at Rise To Greatness, you still don’t get her services anymore.  She’s done with you even if it means the end of her career.

It’s over.

Now I’m going to continue my quest for redemption and I will pry my sister Marie loose from your grips even if it is the last thing I do!  As for my mother, she’s ready to move on from redemption to reviving her legacy, a legacy that was tarnished under Silas World…she’s going to remind the world of how dangerous the dragon can really be…

…and she’s going to do it at the expense of Katie Steward.

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Second Guessing
Off Camera
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Twelve year plus veteran of the game, Angelica Jones has learned that there are many subtleties that help create the perfect professional wrestler. Yes, one should know how to wrestle, one should be intelligent in their approach, and Angelica’s knowledge of how to wrestle and her intelligence inside of the squared circle is beyond anyone else’s.  But there are other lesser known factors that come into play when it comes to the perfect professional wrestler.  If you’re going into battle against someone and that someone can detect that you are doubtful, that you are second guessing yourself, if that person can sense that you are unsure of your own abilities, then that person could be motivated to finish you.  Thus it becomes important for most professional wrestlers to put forward a confident front, it becomes almost an art form for some professional wrestlers to appear confident even when they are not.

Angelica Jones has mastered the art of appearing confident during times when she would otherwise be second guessing herself.  You might find it odd that a thirteen time world champion and member of three pro-wrestling halls of fame would second guess herself but even the great Angelica Jones has a problem when it comes to doubt.  It seems as if her doubts and self-critique has always followed her throughout her career.  When she won her first world championship she wasn’t sure she had it in her to keep it on her own so she hired Samantha Hodgson as an agent to help maintain her career.  The partnership of Hodgson and Jones as a one-sided affair with Samantha taking advantage of Angelica at almost every turn.  Samantha knew Angelica would do as she was told primarily out of fear of losing Samantha’s assistance and thus losing that crutch Angelica had come to rely upon for so long.

It wasn’t until Angelica’s wife, Lindsey Carter, came along that the relationship between Angelica Jones and Samantha Hodgson came to an end.  Carter manipulated Jones into dumping Hodgson and signing on with Silas Mason instead.  Much like the Jones/Hodgson relationship prior, Angelica’s relationship with Silas Mason was a one-sided affair with Silas Mason dictating the terms at every turn.

Now things have changed drastically.  Angelica Jones found out about what Lindsey Carter did and so she had her kidnapped.  Lindsey Carter is now out of the picture, at least for now, and Angelica Jones has abandoned Silas Mason.  For the first time in Angelica’s long and storied career she is without representation.  For the first time in Angelica’s career, the red-headed dragon from Boston, Massachusetts is on her own.

Well, she’s not completely on her own, she does have her sister Kayla Jones by her side, as well as her daughter Jessica Lasiewicz.  Fellow Silas World alum, Harmony Fisher, is also fighting by their side and it will be Angelica, Jessica, and Harmony fighting at Rise To Greatness with their careers on the line against Regan Street, Sienna Swann, and Katie Steward.

Currently we find the matriarch of the Jones wrestling family seated along in her dressing room backstage at the Palace of Auburn Hills arena in Detroit, Michigan shortly after Breakdown went off the air.  The dressing room is actually quite roomy, as Angelica and Jessica both share it.  Wooden benches line two of the walls while blue lockers line the other two walls.  A Rise To Greatness poster is hanging on one of the walls and the floor is a plain concrete one.

Angelica doesn’t appear to be in the best of moods right now as she sits slumped over with her head resting in her hands.  Tonight she already found out about the six person tag at Rise To Greatness, a match where her career will be on the line thanks to Silas Mason, and she also has found out about her upcoming match on the next Breakdown against Katie Steward.

The look on the face of the Boston native tells the story of how concerned she is about this whole ordeal.  After all, this isn’t just her career in jeopardy now, it’s her daughter Jessica’s as well.  Jessica never asked for this, for any of this.  She’s a part of this because Angelica drug her into it; yet another instance of Jessica paying for her mother’s mistakes.

Her musing is interrupted by a light knocking at the door. “Come in…?”

Jones turns to find one of the arena workers stepping inside. “Excuse me, Ms. Jones, but your daughter is here to see you.”

A warm smile creeps across the face of Angelica Jones.  Jessica is the one mostly responsible for Angelica getting up the courage, the nerve, to leave Silas Mason and his World in the first place.  Had it not been for Jessica Lasiewicz talking some sense into her, she would still be Silas Mason’s goon to this very day.  She knows she owes her a daughter a great deal, the least she can do is fight on her behalf at Rise To Greatness and win.

“Send her in.”

The worker exits and Angelica stands up and watches her dressing room door, expecting the raven-haired Lasiewicz to come through those very doors at any moment.  Boy is she surprised when her middle-child does not make her way into the dressing room.  Instead her red-headed eldest child an IWC superstar Marie Annabelle Jones steps into the dressing room wearing a black leather mini-skirt, black high heeled pumps, a red sweater, a black leather jacket, and sunglasses.  Her long red hair hangs unrestrained to shoulder length.



“Oh, hi Marie…” Angelica’s voice trails off ever so slightly “…umm, I wasn’t expecting you.”

“Who were you expecting?  Jessica?”  Marie snickers lightly. “Oh well, you got me instead…mom…”

There is an awkward tension in the room and it is completely understandable.   Much like how Lindsey Carter manipulated Angelica Jones into signing on with Silas Mason, it was Angelica Jones who talked her eldest child Marie Annabelle Jones into signing with Silas Mason.  It seemed appropriate enough, at first.  Marie had been having difficulties of her own with Samantha Hodgson and Angelica, seeing a lot of herself within Marie, felt that maybe signing with Silas Mason would be a good idea.  Keep it within the family, you know?  Little did Angelica know that Lindsey Carter had played her for a fool.  Had she known this, she would not have encouraged Marie to sign with Silas Mason.

“So what brings you out here to Detroit?” Angelica asks, curiously.

“Is there something wrong with wanting to see my mother compete?”

Angelica shakes her head. “No, I guess not, but the thing is I wasn’t in action tonight.”

“Oh, well is there something wrong with wanting to watch my sister compete?”

The mother frowns. “Jessica wasn’t competing either.”

“Ok, ok, fine, maybe I didn’t come here to support either one of you.” The face of the eldest child grows serious. “Maybe I came here to talk some sense into you!”

Angelica should have seen this coming a mile away.  She should have expected it.   She was the one who introduced Marie to Silas Mason and to Silas World and yet she is leaving Marie alone in Silas World all by herself.  In a way, Angelica feels somewhat bad, somewhat guilty, and yet it was Marie’s decision to stay.  No one else’s.

“Sit down.” Angelica commands, pointing to one of the benches with her right hand.

“Oh is this going to be one of those mother-daughter talks that we’re so famous for?”

The sarcasm is dripping from Marie’s voice and a sneer forms across her face but she doesn’t sit down.  She just stares across at her mother who patiently waits for her daughter to comply with her request.  Eventually when it becomes clear Marie isn’t ready to comply…

“Please…sit down.”

“And what if I don’t wanna?”

Angelica doesn’t like to be challenged, especially by her own children.  The mother grabs her eldest daughter by the shoulders and forces her ass down upon the nearest wooden bench.  Angelica glares down at her determinedly.

“Now…sit…”

Angelica sits down on the bench next to her. “We’re going to talk about this.”

“No, you’re FORCING me to sit here and listen to your crap.” Marie snaps back at her. “Much like how you forced me to join Silas World awhile back.”

“I didn’t force you to do anything.” Angelica shakes her head, pointing a finger at Marie. “That was entirely your decision.”

“But you did encourage it!”

“Yes, I admit that I did encourage you to sign with Silas Mason.  It felt right at the time.”

“So what’s changed?” Marie demandingly asks. “Huh?  What has changed so much that you had to leave him?  That you had to leave me?!”

“That much should be fairly clear to you, Marie.” A smile forms across Angelica’s lips. “Besides, what’s wrong?  Are you beginning to doubt Silas?”

“Not in the least!” Marie exclaims, reaching out and taking Angelica by her hands. “I’m here because I care about you…”

The mother blinks several times out of confusion.  This wasn’t quite the response she was expecting from her enraged eldest daughter.

“You care about me?”

“Yes!” Marie nods her head enthusiastically. “Nearly a year ago I was lost, I wasn’t sure if I wanted to please the fans, please Alana Starr, or please Ethan Von Aaron.  I even had Samantha Hodgson as an agent for awhile and I thought I needed to please her.”

She reaches out and places a hand on Angelica’s shoulder. “But you talked sense into me.  You showed me a better way.  You introduced me to Silas Mason.”

Angelica lowers her head, bowing it out of shame.  She does remember the day she introduced her daughter to Silas Mason and, looking back, hindsight being twenty-twenty, she wishes she would never have introduced the two of them.

“Now I am here to return the favor.”

“How do you plan to do that?”

“It’s real simple, mom.” Marie insists. “Silas still owns your contract.  You can say you’ve left Silas World all you want…”

“I HAVE left Silas World!” Angelica states defiantly.

“Right, well you can say it all day long but it means nothing until he tears up that contract.”

Angelica frowns. “What are you saying?”

“I’m saying you should return to Silas.” Marie suggests. “All will be forgiven.”

Angelica looks on at her daughter incredulously. “All will be forgiven?!  How the hell do you figure that, Marie?!”

“I am going to ask him to let you back in and forgive you as a personal favor to me.”

The elder Jones shakes her head. “No…”

“No?!”

“Marie, you should know me better than that.  I am not going to crawl back to anyone and ask for forgiveness, especially not him.” Angelica sighs. “And besides, even if I did, Silas Mason is not the forgiving type.”

“Mom, you know that you are fighting a losing battle.” Marie presses. “And for what?  For whom?  Harmony Fisher?  Jessica?”

Angelica frowns. “Jessica is your sister…”

“And she put herself into this situation where her career is now in jeopardy.”

Marie stands up. “Look, Jessica and Harmony can deal with the consequences of the decisions they made…you don’t have to…just come home to Silas World.”

“I…” Angelica shakes her head “…can’t do that…”

“Then I guess we have nothing left to discuss.”

Angelica watches as her eldest daughter turns and walks away.  She opens the door and exits, leaving Angelica alone with just her thoughts and musings to keep her company.   As much as she doesn’t want to admit it, Marie is right.  Marie is Silas Mason’s newest crown jewel and she would no doubt have him eating out of the palm of her hand.  If Angelica wanted forgiveness, if she wanted back in the World, all that would have to be done is for Marie to give the signal to Silas and all would be back to the way it was.  And truth be told, that would probably be the easiest course of action to take.  But just because something is easy doesn’t make it right.  Angelica has had to learn that the hard way growing up in this industry.  She knows that a battle against Silas World is looming over the horizon whether she likes it or not.

The first of what will no doubt be many fights over the horizon will be a one on one match against Katie Steward on the next edition of Breakdown.  No stipulation, no gimmicks, just Jones against Steward.  But Angelica is on her own now for the first time in her long and celebrated career.  That in and of itself is enough to raise doubts within Angelica’s mind about whether or not she can be victorious, doubts about whether or not she can get the job done without Silas Mason.

A knocking at the door interrupts Angelica’s train of thought. “Go away, Marie…”

“This isn’t Marie.” The voice states. “And I’m not going away.”

Angelica grins from ear to ear.  She knows that voice oh so well.  It’s her sister...

“Well don’t stand out there all day!” Angelica exclaims loudly. “Come in, Kay!”



The door opens and Angelica watches as Kayla Jones, her younger sister, enters the room.  Angelica shoots right up and immediately rushes over to meet her sister with a tight embrace.  After breaking the embrace Kayla and Angelica take appraisal of one another…

“You look great, sis…”

Angelica says this while admiring her sister’s attire consisting of denim capris, a red t-shirt, and tennis shoes.  Her long red hair pulled into a ponytail in the back.

“Back at you…” Kayla remarks.

Angelica and Kayla walk over to the bench where she and Marie had just been sitting a few minutes earlier.  Kayla sits down first followed by Angelica.  Kayla can tell by the look on her older sister’s face that something is wrong and immediately presses for answers.

“So what went wrong between you and Marie?”

“Why do you automatically assume something went wrong?”

“It wasn’t THAT hard to figure out.” Kayla smirks knowingly. “I saw my niece storming out of this dressing room pouting like the spoiled brat she’s become.”

“She has become a bit full of herself lately, hasn’t she?”

“She has an ego the size of Texas.” Kayla retorts without missing a beat. “And that’s not an understatement.”

“Still, just because you’re arrogant doesn’t mean you can’t be right.”

Kayla tilts her head to one side, studying her sister carefully for a few moments.

“What do you mean?  What is Marie right about?”

“I think you know exactly what I mean.”

“Great…” Kayla rolls her eyes “…look, sis, you need to get a grip and you can’t let whatever it is she said get to you.”

“You don’t even know what she said.” Angelica says as she shakes her head. “You have no idea…”

“Try me.” Kayla challenges.

The elder sister looks on at her younger sister.  She can detect the concern in her eyes.  They haven’t always agreed on everything but they have always been there for one another, primarily because they have only had one another throughout their entire lives.  This is no different.   Angelica knows that Kayla would not lead her astray.

“I have never been alone in this industry.  For almost my entire career I had Samantha Hodgson managing the business aspect of my wrestling career and then when I dumped her I hooked up with Silas Mason.  Now I dumped him and I’m alone for the first time ever.”

“So?”

“Think about it, Kay, do you really think I can get it done on my own?!” Angelica asks, almost shouts. “I couldn’t win the Shot of Adrenaline Tournament and I had Silas Mason in my corner.  I couldn’t win the United States Championship and I had Silas Mason in my corner.  Now he’s gone and I have no one…”

Angelica sighs, shaking her head “…no one…”

“First of all, you are looking at this all wrong.”

Kayla begins speaking as she consolingly and lovingly takes her sister by the hands and squeezes them tightly.

“It’s true that you didn’t win Shot of Adrenaline and that you didn’t beat Ravyn for the US Title.  But did you ever stop to think that maybe Silas Mason and his World were just a distraction and that’s why you lost?  Or maybe…just maybe…your success or failure has nothing to do with Silas Mason at all...”

She reaches out and places a hand on her shoulder “…and it has EVERYTHING to do with you.”

“Me?”

Kayla nods her head. “You just need to train and prepare and do your homework and the next time you get an opportunity, it won’t pass you by.  You need to accept responsibility for your actions.  You can’t pass the buck and you don’t need an agent who will make excuses for you.”

A sly grin forms across Kayla’s face. “And that brings up my second point…”

“You have two points?” Angelica chuckles. “This should be good.”

“Yes, I DO have two points to make, because you keep whining about being alone when nothing could be further from the truth.  No, you don’t have Samantha Hodgson and no, you don’t have Silas Mason.”

Kayla motions to herself. “But you do have me…”

“What do you…”

Angelica is about to ask Kayla to elaborate upon her point but then it slowly starts to sink in as to what her younger sister specifically means.  Kayla recently founded her own wrestling booking agency.  Jones Wrestling Incorporated.  Kayla herself is at its head and among its founding members are the reigning GCW World Tag Team Champions Gabriella Austin and Hayley Gold.  Jones is looking to expand her agency into new horizons and new territory.  Would it be awkward to have her sister as an agent?  Yes.  Would it be fun to have her sister as an agent?  Yes!

“Kayla, that’s…”

She stops as yet another realization slowly begins to wash over her.  The smile that had been on her face turns into one of disappointment as she shakes her head.

“…not gonna work.”

“Why not?”

“Silas still owns my contract.”

“Not for long.” Kayla says with a confident grin on her face. “When you, Harmony, and Jessica win at Rise To Greatness, you’ll be free!”

“If we win…”

Kayla reaches out and embraces her older sister in a tight hug. “You will win!”

“I’m glad one of us is confident…”

“Sis, you won thirteen world championships…you have been inducted into three halls of fame…not one of those accomplishments had been earned by Silas Mason.” She pokes Angelica in the chest. “YOU earned them on your own!”

“I know, but…”

“No buts…” Kayla shakes her head “…you earned them by yourself and it’s high time you reminded the world of just who in the hell Angelica Jones really is!”

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Redemption
Kayla Jones
On Camera
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Those of you who know me well enough know that I am not one to mince words.  I tell it like it is, because right is right whether it is popular or not.  As far as my sister is concerned, she hasn’t always been the most popular of wrestlers on the planet.  Oh she’s well known, there’s no questioning that, but “popular” just isn’t the right word.  The word I would use to describe my sister would be infamous, because everyone knows her.  Everyone knows who Angelica Jones is.  Throughout her career she has always been a lightning rod.  I would compare her to Hillary Clinton or the Confederate battle flag, you either love them or you hate them, there isn’t much room for an in-between.

A great deal of that divisiveness comes from the fact that she has made many mistakes in the past.  In her defense, she was well-intentioned.  But she made mistakes nevertheless.  One such mistake was named Samantha Hodgson.  She kept that mistake around for a very long time and you couldn’t imagine the relief our entire family felt when we learned Angelica was about to get rid of Hodgson…

…but then she brought Silas Mason into the mix.  My sister just replaced one mistake for another.

I’m not here to make excuses for her mistakes.   Silas Mason is just that…a mistake…and Angelica is prepared to deal with the mistake she made once and for all, because she is back and this is no longer just about her legacy, this is about redemption and she is going to redeem her legacy and her name.  She is going to remind everyone that she got to where she is today not because of Samantha Hodgson and damn sure not because of Silas Mason…

…she got here because of her own talents and her own abilities.  Katie Steward had better recognize that my sister isn’t just another blowhard who talks about how great she is, she isn’t just another lunatic ranting about how she’s going to maim her opponents…

…Angelica Jones means every word.



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Redemption
Angelica Jones
On Camera
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We see a green marble floor.  The clicking of heels across a marble floor is heard.  The clicking noise grows louder and louder until we can see delicate feminine feet with red painted nails encased in strappy open toed high heel shoes steps into the scene.  The feet come to a rest and immediately the camera goes upward and pans outward so as to get a full view of this lovely woman.  The woman, wearing a tight little black strapless dress and with long red hair, is none other than Angelica Jones.

“My long and storied career, despite the many championship wins and hall of fame inductions, has still been marred, tainted, tainted by men and women standing behind me, being protected by me, taking credit for everything I did.  Whether that person was Samantha Hodgson or Silas Mason there has always been someone in my career trying to take credit for everything good that I accomplished in my career and whenever I failed it was never their fault.  Never their fault.  Always mine.”

“My first mistake was believing them.  It took until now for me to realize that people like Hodgson and Silas are not just a stain upon this industry but a damn cancer that threatens its very existence because they care about themselves.  You can’t be a good agent if you care only about yourself.  A good agent looks out for the well-being of their clients.”

Jones holds up two fingers. “My second mistake is similar to the first.  You see, in my career as a professional athlete I have made believers out of everyone I set foot into the ring with.  Supreme Championship Wrestling acknowledged my greatness by acknowledging my past.  My debut night in SCW, I remember the replays and not one of the announcers pretended that I was some rookie in my first go at wrestling.  They knew who I was, they respected who I was, and they acknowledged my greatness and all of the greatness that I would henceforth be bringing to SCW.”

“Merrick Wiseman had damn sure better acknowledge my greatness, because his career was shortened considerably after an encounter with me!  And that was just one fatality on the road to Shot of Adrenaline, a tournament I came within an eyelash of winning because I...am…great…but while I was busy making believers out of everyone else in SCW, I neglected to make a believer out of the most important person…”

She use the thumb on her right hand to motion to herself “…myself.”

“Everyone believed in me.  My sister believed in me.  My daughters believed in me.  Hell, even the fans believed in me, which is why they hated me being in Silas World so damn much.  But I didn’t believe in myself.  And that’s exactly what I needed to do.  I needed to start believing in myself.  I needed to that my success had nothing to do with Samantha Hodgson, it had nothing to do with Silas Mason, and that it had EVERYTHING to do with me being great.”

“Every success is because I’m great, every failure is because I fucked up or my opponent was just plain better that night.  It’s as simple as that.  Hodgson and Silas have nothing to do with what happens to me inside of that ring.  I needed to realize that and now that I do realize that I can leave Silas World and move on with my career.”

The redhead shakes her head. “Oh but I can’t, can I?  I have to deal with my past.  I have to get rid of the excess baggage known as Silas World.  There needs to be an exorcism and the exorcism begins on Breakdown with you, Katie Steward.”

“So you’re a goddess, huh?  Funny, there was a time I called myself The Golden Goddess and, truth be told, inside of the wrestling ring I am divine!  I am god and this is my world and people like you are just damn lucky to be living in it, Katie!”

A sly grin forms across her face. “But you’re not getting the golden goddess…”

Jones shakes her head “…you tried to break my sister’s neck, you tried to break my daughter’s neck, so I’m not going to be satisfied with just humiliating you.  That’s too good for you.  Instead you get The Dragon.  You get the monster. You get my violent dark side that enjoys the bloodletting and the pain.”

“Beating you in and of itself would humiliate you somewhat, because you are still arrogant.  You have no reason to be arrogant because your career under Silas Mason has gone so far south down the toilet that it’s begun to smell like shit.  Being beaten by someone like me should help your career for the simple reason of who I am, but you’re too damn arrogant to figure that out.  So yes, beating you would humble you a little bit, but ultimately it would not do the job.  Ultimately it would not be what you deserve.”

“What you deserve for following your little puppet master around like a good little storm trooper is to be broken in half and that is what I plan to do to you on Breakdown.  I will maim you, I will watch the blood pour out from every orifice, you will lie at my feet as a beaten and bloody mess, completely unrecognizable to the rest of the company.”

“And where will your precious Silas Mason be?” Jones shrugs her shoulders. “Who knows?  What I do know is that he won’t be anywhere near that ring.  He knows better than to get in my way when I’m in this mood.  But if I am giving him too much credit…I’ll snap him like a twig as well…because if you think I care about repercussions right now then you’re wrong.  Dead wrong.  Angelica Jones  has left the building, ladies and gentlemen, and you are dealing with The Dragon now, the monster who will consume Silas World in a ball of flame.”

Monday, May 25, 2015

Dos Equis



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Sins of the Carter
Off Camera
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Trouble is afoot in the Jones Household and it all boils down to one principle virtue: honesty.  Granted, Angelica may not be the greatest of human beings, but one thing she values above most anything else is honesty.  Just tell her the truth and you’ll be fine.  If you ever lie to her, however, or if you bend the truth in any way, and if you ever dare to try and manipulate her, then you will have gained a new and dangerous enemy.

Honesty is the best policy; most of the time, at least.  There are some occasions when a little dishonesty or a little white lie is for the best.  Angelica knows this and understands this perfectly well.  She, herself, is fully aware that she is no angel when it comes to honesty, but she does try.  Angelica tries real hard to uphold that virtue of honesty.  She has tried to instill in her children and she does not like being lied to or manipulated herself.  The question, however, is how far would she go when she is lied to or manipulated?  What does she consider a true lie and true manipulation as opposed to just a little white lie that hurts no one?

That is a question that is currently unanswered, but we may get closer to a resolution as we go along.  What we can do, for now at least, is get a little insight into Angelica’s professional persona.  The red-headed Dragon is good at separating her professional and personal lives.  Inside of the wrestling ring, she will do anything to get what she wants.  She will do anything to get ahead of everyone else.  This is why she sold to Silas Mason and why she was Samantha Hodgson’s client before him.  Jones was, and still is, convinced that agents like Mason can help her get what she wants in professional wrestling.

What Jones wants right now more than anything else is to get championship gold back around her waist.  Angelica gets that very opportunity on next SCW Breakdown as she faces Ravyn Taylor for the United States Championship.

Jones senses the work of Silas Mason in this championship opportunity.  She won’t openly say it in public, but privately she will admit that she is surprised to get this title shot.  She may have done well in Shot of Adrenaline but since then the only real victory she had was against Alexander Sire in Best of the Best.  Yet here she is getting a championship opportunity.

This is just further proof that she needs someone like Silas Mason to help her get these matches.  Also, a veteran of the sport like Angelica knows full well that championship opportunities like do not come by very often, manager or no manager, Silas World or no Silas World.  That is why she is going to take full advantage of this US Title Match that she has before her, that is why she is going to do whatever it takes to win, because she knows full well that she may not get any further opportunities like this if she fails here against Ravyn.

And yet, with such high stakes coming up in just a few days, it would come as a surprise to many to find that Angelica isn’t in the gym training, that she isn’t busting her ass to get ready for what will be quite a challenge for her.  Ravyn, after all, has proven to be quite a dominating force, especially since becoming champion.  Ravyn is more of a technical wrestler while Angelica tends to prefer high risk.  This clash of styles could hurt Angelica’s chances, especially if Ravyn is able to keep her grounded.  Keeping this in mind you would expect her to be preparing for what will no doubt be quite a challenge.

Instead, Angelica is primping in front of a full length mirror in her bedroom.  She is pleased with what she sees; a tight strapless black dress that hugs every curve of her lovely figure.  Her feet are encased in black high heeled shoes.  Her long red hair is pulled up nicely and styled in the back.  Her nails, both finger and toes, are painted a bright red, which matches the red on her lips.

You might even say that she’s drop dead gorgeous.

“Angelica?”

Jones turns away from the mirror and gazes towards the door, which leads out into the hallway.   A smile creeps upon her face.  She recognizes the voice as that of her wife, Lindsey Carter.  The younger Lindsey has just returned from another business trip.

Right before Lindsey left, Angelica learned that it was Lindsey who had lied to her and manipulated her into firing Samantha Hodgson and signing with Silas Mason instead.  Angelica did not react well to this news and it looked as if things could be going south real fast.

Yet here she is, dressed to the “T” ready for her wife’s return, ready to impress her, ready to love on her as she returns from the trip.  It seems that, perhaps, Angelica has gotten over being angry with Lindsey.  Maybe the lovebirds have a future after all?

The lovely red-head turns and heads towards the door.  Upon making her exit, she makes a left and heads over to the staircase.  She begins to make her way down the winding staircase until she gets to the bottom.  Her heels click as she walks on the marble floor towards her wife.

“Angelica?” Lindsey repeats. “Where are…”



Carter steps out around the corner.  She is dressed much plainer than Jones.  Lindsey is wearing black dress pants, heels, and a black top.  Her long black hair is left to hang unrestrained to shoulder length.

“…you...” Lindsey’s voice trails off as she feats her eyes for the first time since leaving for her trip on her wife Angelica “…wow, what’s the occasion?”

“Occasion?” Angelica walks over to Lindsey and takes her into her arms, clasping her hands around her back. “Do I have to have an occasion?  I think seeing you is reason enough.”

Carter blinks a few times out of confusion.  It hadn’t been that long ago that it almost seemed as if she and Angelica were on the road to divorce and yet here Angelica is almost lusting over her again.  Perhaps Angelica just wasn’t as angry as she seemed to be?

“I guess…” Lindsey sighs “…I guess you’re right, but what about…well…you know…”

“Lying to me about Hodgson?” Angelica asks, her face growing more and more serious. “Manipulating me into signing with Silas Mason?”

“Yeah…that…” Lindsey answers sheepishly.

Angelica smiles sweetly, innocently, before planting a kiss on Lindsey’s cheek. “Don’t worry, I’ve forgotten all that.”

“You have?”

Angelica nods her head. “Don’t get me wrong, I still don’t like it that you lied to me, but while you were gone I had time to think about it all and I realized that I had to be realistic and the reality of it all is that Silas Mason has been much better for my career than Samantha Hodgson ever was.  The fact is that Silas Mason is not the monster everyone makes him out to be.”

Jones wraps her arm around Lindsey’s shoulder and leads her further down the hall.

“You see, Lindsey, I have been competing in GCW, I do part time appearances in IWC, and of course my biggest job, my most important role, is the one I have within Supreme Championship Wrestling.  In that time, in those companies, I have come to realize that there are individuals out there worse than Silas Mason, far worse.  Besides…”

The red head, with Lindsey in tow, pushes her way into the kitchen “…how can I hate someone who no doubt helped me get a United States Championship Match?”

“Really?  A Title Match?” Lindsey’s voice seems to ooze the excitement she has for her wife. “I am so happy for you, babe!”

“Yeah, me and Ravyn Taylor head to head.” Jones goes to the cupboard first and retrieves two wine glasses, setting them both down the counter.  Then she goes over to the refrigerator and retrieves a bottle of wine. “I’ll see if I can knock her off of her perch.”

Jones begins to pour the wine, first into Lindsey’s glass and then some into her own. “I know you can do it, Angel.  I have faith in you.”

A half-smile forms across Angelica’s face as she watches Lindsey sip on the wine. “Faith, that’s a funny word…”

“In what way?”

“People throw that word around all the time.” Angelica chuckles. “I hear it from everyone.  They all say ‘you just gotta have faith or ‘I have faith in you’ or some other motivational bullshit.  The question, though, has nothing to do with belief of any kind.”

Lindsey continues sipping on the wine. “It doesn’t?”

“No, it doesn’t.” Angelica shakes her head. “The question, the important question, is simply this…”

A sneer forms across Angelica’s face “…how many of those idiots actually believe the bullshit they’re spouting?”

Lindsey is about to react when she finds herself suddenly feeling dizzier and dizzier, she finds it harder and harder to stay upright.  Carter immediately drops the wine glass, causing it to shatter on the floor.  She braces herself on the nearby counter to keep upright.

“Oh, Linds!” Angelica whines. “That was one of my favorite glasses!”

“Angel…Angelic…” she can barely utter anything at all as she tries to stay on her feet “…what’s…happen…”

“Well that’s a very simple…” the sound of a phone ringing is heard nearby, very closely nearby “…hold that thought, sweetie, I have to take this.”

Lindsey Carter didn’t even notice what was said to her.  She didn’t even notice the ringing.  She was too busy losing her grip on the countertop and falling to her hands and knees on the floor.  Angelica, meanwhile, was also ignoring Lindsey as she whips out her cell phone and puts it to her ear.

“Hello…oh hi, Megs!”

Lindsey couldn’t help but hear that.  There is only one person Angelica ever called “Megs” and that was Meagan Collins, Angelica’s best friend and Lindsey Carter’s former arch-rival in the business world.  Angelica and Meagan once played Lindsey for a fool, tricking her into signing a pre-nuptial that basically gave full control of Carter’s business over to Meagan in the event Angelica and Lindsey divorced.  Thus Angelica could have her fun with Lindsey until she got bored, divorce her, and then Meagan got the company.  What Meagan didn’t count on was that Angelica and Lindsey eventually grew to have legitimate feelings for one another.  The contract was still over Lindsey’s head but she never thought it would come up again.

Until now, as Lindsey is on her hands and knees on the kitchen floor listening in on Angelica’s conversation with Meagan Collins.

“Yeah, she’s right here…drugged her up nice and good…” Angelica chuckles “…you were right, she didn’t suspect the wine at all…but then again, if I know my Lindsey, she probably would’ve drunk it, drugs or no drugs.  She loves her wine, don’t you sweetie…”

She ruffles Carter’s hair “…yeah, come on over…oh you are?  Ok, great, you’ll be here in a few minutes then…She’ll be ready for you by the time you get here.”

Angelica hangs up the cell phone.  She puts it away and then kneels down so that she is eye level with Carter.

“I told you earlier that I had come to a realization that there were monsters out there, people who were worse than Silas Mason.” She uses her thumb to point at herself. “I’m one of them.  I can be much worse than Silas Mason could ever hope to be.”

Jones stands back up.   Meanwhile Carter collapses all the way onto the floor.  Her hands and knees no longer strong enough to support her.  She is barely conscious at this point and can barely make out one or two words of Angelica’s rant.  Jones knows this but doesn’t care.  It just makes her feel good to get this off of her chest.

“It isn’t entirely your fault.  A lot of it is my fault.”  Angelica shuts her eyes as tears, real tears, begin to form within them. “It was my fault for thinking I could have someone who loved me and trusted me.”

Her eyes and face flush red with anger. “Sean Williams…Andreas Lasiewicz…Sean McBride…all of them gave me a child but none of them wanted me!”

She points a long red fingernail down at Lindsey’s fallen form, which is unconscious by now.

“I thought you were different so I let you off easy. Instead of giving Meagan what she wanted I decided to try and make us work.  And I thought we were working.  But to find out that you were willing to lie to me in order to manipulate my professional wrestling career…”

Jones shakes her head “…that just shows me…it shows me…”

She pounds her fists on the kitchen counters “…it shows me that I just don’t know.  I just don’t know about us anymore.”

Jones kneels down once more.  “But I’m willing to give you another chance, because I do think that there is a small possibility you do love me and that you just made a small mistake.  Thing is, mistakes have consequences.  You have to pay for your sins, Lindsey, and in the process you need to be reminded as to who is the alpha and who is the beta in this relationship.”

Angelica stands back up. “Meagan is going to take you back because, quite frankly, I’m too angry to deal with you right now.  She’ll…remind you in her own unique way as to who is in charge.  Then, maybe then, I’ll let you come back home.”

An evil grin forms across Angelica’s lovely face “…maybe…”

The sound of a doorbell is heard ringing. “Oops, we have company.  Now don’t go anywhere.”

Angelica laughs nastily at her own, rather bad, joke as she turns and exits the kitchen, leaving the unconscious Lindsey Carter alone.  The red-headed dragon is full of emotions as she makes her way down the hall, running a gamut from anger to grief and sadness.  Relationships for Angelica never have worked out properly and it appears as if this one is no different, even though she had hoped it would be.

Jones approaches the front door and opens it, revealing Meagan Collins and her husband Michael both standing there, waiting patiently.  Michael looks on stoic and emotionless while Meagan, by contrast, has a huge grin on her face.



“Angel!” She walks right on in and embraces Angelica with a hug. “Great to see you!”

“Great seeing you too, Megs!”

After breaking the embrace, Angelica motions with her arm down the hall.  “Walk down the hall, you’ll see the kitchen.  Lindsey is in there.”

“Excellent.” Meagan gives Michael a gentle shove. “Go on, Mikey.  Retrieve my toy.”

“Yes, dear.”  With that, Michael walks away, down the hall, leaving the two women to their own devices.

“So, how did things go with lover-girl?” Meagan asks playfully.

Angelica cocks her head to one side and frowns. “Do you even have to ask?”

“I guess not.  And I guess now is not the time to say I told you so?”

“What do you mean?”

“I told you that the best course of action all along was to have your fun, divorce her quickly, and then I’d take the company, leaving her with nothing.  But you got a little soft, grew sentimental.  What gives?”

Angelica shrugs her shoulders. “I don’t know, Megs.  I just thought that she and I were good together…”

“Yeah, I know the feeling.” Meagan smiles sweetly. “I was lucky that Michael and I found one another.”

She places a hand on Angelica’s shoulder. “You will find someone too.  Trust me.”

Angelica frowns. “I haven’t given up on Lindsey yet.”

“You haven’t?”

Jones shakes her head. “Not yet.”

“But she lied to you, she manipulated you, she…”

“That’s exactly what we did to her.  Twice now.  She just needs to be reminded of who is in charge.  That’s all.  She just needs to be reminded of the consequences of lying to me.  And that is what you are to do, Megs.  Are we clear?”

“But…”

“Are we clear?”

Meagan sighs, nodding her head reluctantly. “Yes, we’re clear.”

“Excellent.” Finally a smile creeps across Angelica’s face. “Maybe this will work out after all.”



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Dos Equis
On Camera
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You know the kind of darkness where you truly cannot see anything?  Pitch black?  Yeah, that’s the kind of darkness you’re faced with right now.  The kind of darkness where you literally cannot see your hand in front of your face.   And yet, even though your eyesight is hampered and hindered by the lack of light, your other senses still function properly.  Since the sense of sight isn’t working right now, let’s focus on the sense of sound and listen in to the booming voice coming in from the darkness…

“Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, children of all ages…”

“…and you too, Ravyn…”

“…at this time please welcome the woman who received a standing ovation at a quadriplegic convention…the NFL has to have express written permission to re-air games that she attended…”

Suddenly the lights come on all at once.  We see Angelica Jones standing there clad in black dress pants, a white silk feminine business top, a black blazer, and black high heeled pumps.  Her long red hair hangs unrestrained to shoulder length.  Sunglasses cover her eyes and she sports a sly grin as she stands there, waiting for the booming voice to finish its introduction.

“..you can see her charisma from space…when she walks through the woods, bears play dead so she will not harm them…”

Angelica clears her throat. “Ok, sweetie, that’s enough…”

Angelica may think that’s enough, but try telling that to the booming voice. “…she is so intimidating that she once flinched at a snail and it ran off faster than a cheetah…”

Jones furrows her brow, clearly the frustration is beginning to set in. “Um…ok, that’s enough…”

“…as a freshman, she hazed seniors…if you flip over China, it says ‘made by Angelica’…she is so beautiful that any time she walks through a cemetery, the deceased men get a hard-on…she once cut down a sequoia tree with a butter knife…”

“I SAID SHUT UP!”

And suddenly there was a brief silence. “…sorry…”

The angry glare she had her face suddenly turns into an angelic, sweet smile as the booming voice silences himself and Angelica proceeds.

“It truly is going to be a historic night on Breakdown.  Why, you may ask?” She motions to herself. “The reason is standing right here in front of you, boys and girls. Put your pasty faced, chubby cheesy poof eating heads in front of your television sets and look at this individual that stands before you here today.”

Jones spins around, three-hundred sixty degrees, until she is once again facing forward.

“My name is Angelica Jones and I ooze greatness,” she shakes her head “ok, so maybe I don’t exactly ‘ooze’ it, because that would be nasty, but you catch my drift.  I am great.  I am legendary.  I am an icon in this sport.  Failure is not in my vocabulary.  I try and try and I keep trying until I succeed and I have succeeded at everything I have ever tried in this industry.”

She holds up one finger. “As a wrestler I have held world championships…”

She holds up a second finger “…I set my foot into training and managing, and I have guided other wrestlers to world titles…”

She holds up a third finger “…I have been a promoter, running the greatest wrestling company on the British isles, Pro-Wrestling FRONTIER…”

She holds up two more fingers, now all five are up “…now Silas Mason has used his stroke to make the official Public Relations Director in the Independent Wrestling Cartel.  Isn’t he sweet?  Now if he can only help me take over as SHIELD Director from that Coulson pretender on twitter I’ll be really happy…but that’s another story for another time, boys and girls…”

Jones lowers her hand and stares back at the camera. “In other words, you cannot keep me down, you cannot stop me.  I may get knocked down but by God I’ll keep getting right back up.  By hook or by crook, one way or the other, I will succeed.”

She points a long slender, carefully manicured finger at the camera. “That’s not good news for you, Ravyn.”

“I came to Supreme Championship Wrestling for one, primary purpose and that is to become a champion.  Gold defines greatness in this sport of kings…” she chuckles lightly “…or queens, as it were.  As much as some people would love to deny it, the chase for gold, the chase for a championship, is one of the biggest driving factors in this industry.  Maybe it’s not the only driving factor, but it is certainly among the biggest driving factors and motivators.”

She smacks her own chest three times. “That chase for title gold has been my motivator since day one, and I don’t mean day one of my SCW tenure, I mean day one of my professional career.  Since day one I wanted that championship gold.  Why?  Because each and every person I encountered along the way in my road, my journey, they all told me I couldn’t do it.  They all told me it would be difficult for a woman to make it in this sport, let alone a woman of my size.”

Jones shakes her head. “No, I am not the biggest wrestler on the SCW roster.  Hell, I would dare say I am probably the smallest in SCW if not the entire sport as a whole.  But that didn’t matter to me.  Size did not matter to me as I persevered and I knocked off opponent, after opponent, after opponent, proving everyone wrong along the way until, one day, I made all of my former critics eat their words by winning gold.”

“Now I wouldn’t be surprised if you haven’t heard some of those same lines from critics throughout your wrestling tenure, I wouldn’t surprised if people also told you that you couldn’t do it, that you were better off doing something else because wrestling just wasn’t for you...”

A grin forms on Angelica’s face “…but you have proven them wrong, haven’t you?  You have the one piece of jewelry, that gold belt, that shouts to the world, that tells everyone that you are a success.”

Jones points to herself with her index finger “…I have to have that gold belt, Ravyn.  That gold championship belt is what drives me, it’s what defines me, it’s what keeps me going and I will do anything to get it.”

She reaches up and takes hold of her sunglasses.  Quickly she whips them off and tosses them to the side.  The camera now focuses in on the intensity that can be seen in Angelica’s lovely eyes.

“A setback is a setup for a comeback.  Those are the words of Willey Jolley and that’s what I have had here in SCW.  I have had setbacks.  I have not failed as I refuse to admit total defeat.  I will keep going until I draw my last breath.  I have learned from those setbacks, I have learned from those mistakes, and I am ready for my first championship opportunity in SCW.”

Jones shakes her head. “I will not make any mistakes this time.  I will wrestle a picture perfect match and my strategy will be sparkling.  You will get the absolute best of Angelica Jones because I have to win.  In my mind and in my heart and soul I have to win this match and I have to take that championship away from you.   It has to become mine.”

“I have gone over this match-up time and time again and I keep coming to the same conclusion; we are evenly matched.  The two of us, Ravyn, we make for a great match-up, in both our similarities and our differences.  It’s a perfect pairing, really, as I will be your toughest challenger to date and you will no doubt prove to be my toughest opponent in recent memory.  For the fans it will be great match, for SCW it will be a money maker.  There is no doubt in my mind that we’ll steal the spotlight.”

“For me, however, this match is bigger than that.  People who know me love to sing my praises, fairly or unfairly…”

“…she can make a paper airplane break the sound barrier…” yes, the booming voice has returned.  But Angelica hates being interrupted…

“DAMNIT I SAID SHUT U P!”

“...sorry…” once again silence as Angelica regains her composure before continuing.

“Yes, people do sing my praises, fairly or unfairly, but for me their words do not matter.  I do not believe in my own hype.  I could win a thousand world titles and brag about them on twitter but in my mind it means nothing.  I still have to constantly prove to myself that I am great because my biggest critic is myself.”

“So for me, winning the United States Championship means once again proving to myself that I am the best in the world, proving to the few critics and doubters that I have left in this industry that I am the best in the world, it’s about being the absolute best that I can be, and I will prove that I am the best by ending your reign as SCW United States Champion.”

Jones reaches out with her hand off screen and produces a bottle of Dos Equis.  She stands waiting patiently…and waiting…and waiting some more.  Finally she grows impatient and looks upwards, trying to find the booming voice again.

“Ok, that’s your cue!”

“I thought you didn’t want me to say anything?”

“Don’t test my patience…”

The booming voice is heard clearing his ‘throat’. “…she doesn’t always win the SCW United States Championship, but when she does, she celebrates with a bottle of dos equis!”

Angelica tilts the bottle up and takes a brief swig before bring it back down, smiling broadly at the camera.

“Stay thirsty, my friends!”