David Striker vs. Kimberly Williams

[The Matt]

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February 8th, 2024
Louisville, Kentucky
Off Camera
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It is amazing how things can quickly turn around, isn’t it? It wasn’t that long ago that Kimberly Williams found herself in a heated war with the House of James. The Woman Scorned was alone on the front lines fighting not only to regain her Underground Championship, but also to rid SCW of the cult like influence of James Evans once and for all. When all seemed lost, the Queen of the Death Match got some allies; at Body, Heart, & Soul Amy Chastaine led Chance Owens, Kirsten Scott, and Cassie Wolffe into battle against James Evans’s followers, leaving Kimberly on a level playing field against James himself. The House of James was defeated. James Evans was defeated. And Kimberly Williams won her record tying fifth SCW Underground Championship. With Evans and his House now ousted from Supreme Championship Wrestling, Kimberly Williams can now return the Underground back to normal. But that wasn’t the only good thing to happen to The Woman Scorned that night. Just when Kim needed her the most, Marie Jones made her return to SCW. Kim’s identical twin sister showed up in the crowd and provided a distraction, allowing The Woman Scorned to strike and pick up the victory. Some may call into doubt Kim’s involvement in Marie’s return. Some may believe that the sisters utilized some twin magic that night. It certainly wouldn’t be the first time they had helped one another in SCW. In this case, Kimberly legitimately had no idea that her identical twin would show up at Body, Heart, & Soul. She legitimately had no idea Marie would involve herself on Kim’s behalf. It comes as a pleasant surprise to The Woman Scorned. Kim has missed having her sister around to travel with her, to fight by her side in SCW. Sure, Marie’s absence has given Kim the opportunity to prove that she can handle herself on her own. But it does feel great to have Marie back by her side.

Tonight in Louisville, Kentucky, at the KFC Yum Arena, Marie Jones had her first official match back at SCW since leaving years ago. It was a victorious effort against Aisling. Kimberly did not make her presence felt this evening, she decided to let Marie have the spotlight. But it didn’t mean that she wasn’t there, watching on in support of her sister. Now Kim can focus on her next task; defeating relative newcomer David Striker in an Underground Rules Match next week in Portland, Oregon. It will be Kim’s first Underground match since Body, Heart, & Soul. She will be well rested after the war with James and hopefully ready to take down Striker.

Williams, at the request of Marie and their mother and manager Angelica Jones, stayed behind at the hotel. But when Breakdown concluded, Kim raced down to the hotel lobby eagerly awaiting her sibling’s arrival. Kim didn’t choose the hotel, otherwise it would have been far less luxurious and opulent in its ambiance. Marie is the sister who prefers the upscale style. To Kim’s left is a desk that sits beneath a towering marble arch with impeccably dressed workers serving the patrons. Soft instrumental music drifts through the air creating a nice, relaxing atmosphere. Kim is at the sitting area, in an oversized armchair against the backdrop of cream colored walls. She is wearing a black “Flightless Bird Wasley” t-shirt, torn denim jeans, flip flops, and her black “Queens of Chaos” logo leather jacket.

“Where the hell is she?!” Kim says impatiently, looking down at her watch. “She should have been here already!” She sighs as she stands up and approaches the desk. She gets the attention of one of the attendees, a young man with brown hair. He approaches smiling politely.

“May I help you?”

“Have you seen me?”

“Uh, excuse me?”

“My evil twin! Have you seen her?”

“Evil twin…ma’am?”

“Yes, evil twin.” Kim rolls her eyes. “Haven’t you heard of evil twins before?!” Kim grows more and more impatient. But then she happens to see out of the corner of her eye the main doors opening. The Queen of the Death Match turns and happens to see Marie Jones walking in. “Nevermind!”

The front desk clerk is certainly happy to see Kim leave. Meanwhile, The Woman Scorned makes a beeline for her twin sister Marie Jones. In contrast to Kim’s more plain style, Marie is wearing a knee length floral print skirt, black high heel pumps, and a red silk blouse. Kim embraces her sister in a tight hug. The hug is so tight that Marie ends up dropping her bags.

“Marie!!!” Kim exclaims happily. “You were sooooooo awesome tonight!”

“Thanks…” Marie chokes out “...but uh, can you let go? I can hardly breathe.”

“Sorry!” Kim smirks as she lets go of her grip. “I forget my own strength.”

“It’s ok. It isn’t entirely your fault, to be honest. Aisling put up a hell of a fight, I’m still sore from the damage she did.”

“But you won!” Kim pumps her fist into the air excitedly. “You won by dropping her on her head! Although you probably shoulda dropped her on the head again…and again….and again…and again…”

“Kim!”

“What?”

“This wasn’t the Underground.” Marie points out. “There wasn’t really any need to give her a concussion just to win a match.”

“True. Underground does require a bit more violence than your standard wrestling match. Just one standard move won’t be enough to keep your typical Underground fighter down for the count. It usually takes a little something extra! Like, say, strapping an explosive to your knee and driving it into their face!”

“Yeah, don’t remind me about that.” Marie shakes her head. “What you did to James at Body, Heart, & Soul was unreal.”

“Unreal but totally worth it!” Kim grins nastily. “It certainly kept him down for the count. I wonder if Davey Crocket Striker will be ready for that kinda violence next week?”

“You think you’ll be ready for Striker?” Marie asks with an arched brow. “That fight with James was brutal. And its been, what, just little over two weeks since?”

“Oh I’ll be fine!” Kim winks knowingly. “Remember, I am the Queen of the Death Match, the Underground Champion, and most importantly, I have the support of my sister!” Once again Kim hugs Marie. “It really is great to have you back, sis!”

“I’m honestly surprised and grateful that SCW let me come back.”

“They HAD to let you come back!” Kim exclaims. “You are a former United States, Television, and Tag Champion in SCW! You are The SCW Phoenix! You are…”

“I am the woman who walked out on her SCW contract. I am the one who threw a tantrum because she didn’t get what she wanted and walked out. I hurt a lot of people, Kim, and SCW had no reason to sign me to another contract because of that alone. Add to that the fact that I jumped the barrier and involved myself in your match at Body, Heart, & Soul.”

“Yes but you paid the fine.”

“My point is that I don’t have that great of a reputation.” Marie shakes her head. “I’m lucky that SCW is willing to take a chance on me.”

“Lucky?” Kim wraps her arm around Marie’s shoulder. “For all of its faults, SCW is a very forgiving place. I knew they’d let you come back. It was just a matter of when you’d get the guts to come back.”

“I suppose you’re right.” Marie shrugs her shoulders.

“I know I’m right. Now you go on up to the room, I wanna go and get some coffee and then I’ll meet you up there. Then you can tell me all about what happened tonight!”

“Sounds like a plan.” Marie grins. The sisters hug one final time before they part ways. Kimberly skips over to the sitting area. Not too far from where she was just sitting Kim spots a tall table with the coffee maker on top. Kim isn’t normally a big coffee drinker but tonight coffee is just the thing for a long evening of talking with her twin sister. It has been far too long since they had a night like this, a night of discussing the events of SCW Breakdown, talking strategy for the future. Kim doesn’t want to miss any of it. She takes a cup and starts to pour some coffee into the cup. But before she can finish she is immediately startled by the loud sound of arguing nearby. One voice certainly sounds familiar but the other voice is unmistakable; its her twin sister Marie. Marie is arguing with someone and Marie sounds more than just distressed. She sounds almost fearful.

“What the…” Kim turns towards the sound of the commotion. Her eyes grow wide as she spots Marie Jones arguing with a familiar friend, a friend that Kim knows all too well, but unfortunately a friend that Kim has yet to introduce Marie to…

…Kim’s friend from Baltimore, the friend she spoke with in the Waffle House; the man known only as Larry.

“Oh crap!” Kim smacks her forehead and curses her own stupidity. This is her mistake and she knows it. She quickly rushes over towards Larry and Marie as they engage in a heated argument.

“This is no time for games!” Larry says sternly and angrily at Marie. “I do not have the patience for your games this evening!”

“What are you talking about?!” Marie exclaims. “I have no clue who you are or why you’re harassing me!”

“Do NOT play innocent with me!”

“Do not threaten me or I will call the police!”

“No need for any of that you two!” Kim immediately gets in between Larry and Marie. Larry looks at Kimberly, then back at Marie, then back at Kimberly. A look of realization slowly washes across his face. “That’s it, Lawrence of Arabia, calm down, big guy! This is just a case of misunderstanding…”

“Kimberly…you know I hate it when you call me that.”

“Yes, you’ve said that a few dozen times.” Kim winks playfully. “And yet I keep ignoring you!”

Kim!” The dumbfounded Marie finally speaks up. “Care to explain what this is all about?! Obviously you know this idiot!”

“Yes, I know the idiot.” Kim nods her head. “And he really isn’t an idiot, it’s my fault. As usual, most everything is my fault.”

“No, no, it was my mistake.” Larry insists. “Kimberly told me about her identical twin sister, before. I should have known, but I was convinced it was another of Kimberly’s games.” Larry bows briefly before Marie. “My apologies, Ms. Jones.” Marie looks over at Kim with a confused look on her face.

“Who is this guy?”

“Oh yeah…Marie, this is Larry Dempsey. Larry, this is my sister Marie.”

“My pleasure, Ms. Jones. I have heard so much about you and it is nice to finally meet you. I hate that we got off onto such a bad foot.”

“Right…” Marie looks to Kim for more answers.

“Larry and I were both patients at the same psychiatric ward when I was locked up.” Kim explains. “I was psychotic. A homicidal maniac. Larry here, he kept hearing voices in his head. In fact, for a time he thought he was possessed by a demon!”

“You really didn’t need to bring that up…” Larry shakes his head in embarrassment.

“Well you did! And didn’t you tell me those exorcisms were working?”

“They were MINOR rites of exorcism, and I never said I actually believer that they were effective.”

“Placebo effect, got it.”

“Excuse me!” Marie speaks up. “Still a little lost here!”

“Oh, right!” Kim grins. “Sorry! But uh, yeah, Larry and I kinda helped each other when we were locked up in the psych ward. We helped each other mentally and emotionally to survive being locked up and away from our families. We’ve kinda kept in touch with each other ever since, right Lawrence of Arabia?”

“Yes. We visit one another regularly to check in on one another, to make sure that the other hasn’t…how do you say…fallen off the wagon.”

“In other words, he makes sure I don’t go on killing sprees or kidnapping random people, and I make sure he doesn’t start spinning his head around, vomiting pea green soup, or speaking ritualistic phrases in an unknown language!”

“Kimberly…” Larry sighs out of frustration “...you could try to take our relationship seriously.”

“I don’t take anything seriously. That’s my charm!”

“She’s right, y’know?” Marie chimes in. “You can’t get Kim to take anything seriously.”

“See? She gets it!”

“Fair enough.” Larry leans in to speak into Kim’s ear. “We should talk.”

“We are talking.”

“Privately.” Larry says sternly. Kim sighs and rolls her eyes.

“Ugh, fine!” Kim turns towards Marie. “Uh, sis, do you mind going on up to the hotel room? I’ll be up there shortly. I just have to talk to Lawrence of Arabia here.”

“Are you sure?” Marie still doesn’t feel completely safe around this newcomer. Kim nods her head.

“Oh don’t worry, Larry wouldn’t hurt me. Besides, if he does kill me, I will totally become a ghost and tell you sometime tonight so you can go on a mission to seek vengeance for my death.”

“Yeah…sure…” Marie sighs she picks up her bags and walks away towards the elevator. Once Marie is out of sight, Kim motions for Larry to follow her towards the sitting area of the hotel lobby. There they sit down next to one another on the comfortable sofa.

“Ok, Lawrence of Arabia, we normally meet at that run down Waffle House in Baltimore. That’s our pattern. That’s our schedule. Yet for whatever reason you’ve moved on from our pattern to just stalking my happy ass to Louisville?”

“It was hardly stalking. You work for Supreme Championship Wrestling. I assumed you would be there, as most of your fans would assume you would be there.”

“But I wasn’t advertised for the event.” Kim points at Larry. “You are a creepy stalker.”

“Says the woman who kidnapped her own identical twin sister, locked her in a basement, and took her place for a month.”

“Fair point. So we’re equally creepy.” Kim grins. “I guess that’s why we’re such great pals!”

“Would you at least make an attempt to be serious, Kimberly?”

“Fine, I will be serious.” The Woman Scorned points a finger at Larry. “Why DID you follow me here? Why not just wait until our next Baltimore meeting? And for that matter…” Kim arches her brow out of curiosity “...what about our little project?”

“The…‘project’...as you put it, is safe.”

“Good, because I’m busy! Next week I finally go back into the Underground. I fight David Striker, some noob who has been on quite the roll since joining SCW and now he has the audacity to step into MY Underground? I just won back the SCW Underground Championship and it’s time I remind him and everyone else whose house this is!”

“You have other responsibilities, Kimberly.” Larry remarks. “And you really need to get your priorities in order.”

“My priorities are in order.”

“Then prove it.” Larry states. “Come take a ride with me, back to my hotel.”

“Oh now you want me to go back to your place?” Kim laughs. “You really are sounding creepy, Lawrence of Arabia.”

“No games, Kimberly. I believe you should know why I want you to return with me.”

“No, I…” Kim’s eyes grow wide “...you didn’t…”

“I did.” Larry nods his head.

“You brought my project here?!”

“As I have said before, Kimberly, your ‘project’ is a PERSON! Not an object! Not an item!”

“Oh cry me a river.” Kim rolls her eyes. “But fine…SHE shouldn’t be here! You should be taking care of her, back in BALTIMORE!”

“This is every bit your responsibility as it is mine. To be fair, this is truly more YOUR responsibility than it is mine. I chose to help you because of our friendship. But I am being honest with you, Kimberly, you need to step up and start carrying more of the weight, sharing in this responsibility. You are my friend, Kimberly, but I grow weary of taking care of YOUR problems.”

“What do you want from me, huh?”

“I already told you. Come with me. Come see her.”

Kim pauses for a moment, thinking things through. Eventually the Queen of Chaos sighs and nods her head. “Fine, fine, just let me go tell Marie not to wait up. Ok? Then I’ll be back down.”

“Sure, of course.” There is a note of sarcasm in Larry’s voice. “Yes, I will wait on you. I will wait while you pretend to go tell your sister, only for you to sneak away so you can yet again avoid your responsibilities.”

“You know me so well!” Kimberly exclaims playfully.

“Perhaps I did waste my time coming to see you here in Louisville?”

“Yeah, yeah you did, Lawrence of Arabia.” Kim stands up and starts to walk away. Larry quickly grabs her by her arm.

“Don’t.”

“Oh c’mon, what are you gonna do?”

“It doesn’t have to be a long visit. It can be brief, my friend. Just…something…”

Kim feels a sense of guilt washing over her. It is a strange feeling, one that Kim doesn’t feel that often. Finally Kim relents. “Oh alright! I will come with you!”

“Do you mean it this time?”

“Yes, damn it yes!” Kim exclaims. “I’ll just text Marie. She’ll understand. This won’t be the first time I’ve up and disappeared, but at least I will have let her know.”

“Good. Thank you, Kimberly.”

“Yeah, well just don’t do this to me again, ok? I do not like being put on the spot like this! And I do not like to be made out to be a cold hearted selfish person, y’know? I have other things to do. I can’t afford to be distracted.”

“She isn’t a distraction.” Larry points out.

“Yeah, right, whatever.” Kim rolls her eyes.