Syren vs. Kimberly Williams

[The Matt]

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February 10th, 2025
Boston, Massachusetts
Off Camera
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It is now one week away from Breakdown, when Kimberly Williams will return to the ring after her Underground War against Brilliant Sun Princess YUSA to face off against a much different challenger in the form of Syren. This will not be Underground rules, it will be a standard wrestling match against a woman who considers one of the best. Kimberly is not intimidated in the slightest. Before she was the Queen of the Death Match, Kimberly Williams was a great technical wrestler. In fact, she already owns a one on one victory over Syren. She knows she can defeat this former world champion. But owning a victory over Syren isn’t as important for Williams as much as hurting her is; Kim still holds a grudge against Syren over her wrongs she perpetrated against her twin sister Marie Jones and any chance she gets to hurt Syren she will take it. For Williams this isn’t necessarily about winning or losing as much as it is about hurting Syren. But right now maiming Syren has to be put on the backburner so The Woman Scorned can focus on another project that has become very near and dear to her heart. Namely, her landlording venture.

Kimberly went through a long, journey of discovery, looking deep into the Jones family past. Despite being born into the Jones family, Kim never truly felt as if she belonged. After researching her grandfather, the late Bart Jones, and his past, Kim learned that she and her grandfather did have something in common; a desire to right by people, to do the right thing, even if it went against societal norms, even if their methods were unorthodox. Inspired by her grandfather, Kimberly has decided to use the wealth she has accumulated to help people in the best way she knows how; buy up properties and rent them out dirt cheap to needy people with nowhere else to live. Kim and her boyfriend, Tommy Wasley, have been working closely with a real estate agent to make this project come to fruition. Several properties have already been purchased and now Kim has someone interested in renting. It will be her first renter. But the strange thing about this is that the potential renter refuses to sign the lease unless she can do it in the presence of Kimberly Williams herself.

This is what brings The Woman Scorned and her boyfriend outside of this traditional white house with dark shutters and a dark roof. The house has a symmetrical design with a centered front door and evenly spaced windows. The front yard is covered in fallen autumn leaves. Tommy is wearing a long sleeved red sweater and denim blue jeans. He has a stocky build and has a thick full beard, neatly groomed, and short cropped hair. Kimberly is next to him wearing a black blouse, black dress pants, and simple black flats. This is one of the rare times Kim is actually dressing nice but it was only because Tommy encouraged her. This is a legitimate business deal they are about to engage in.

“Where am I? I mean, where is Kim?” She furrows her brow. “I mean, where’s, uh…the lady…”

“You mean the real estate agent?” Tommy smirks. “Kimberly Lambert?”

“That’s her!” Kim exclaims happily. “Where is she? I thought she was gonna meet us here? I don’t see her though.” Kim sighs. “She’d better not have stood us up! I could be somewhere plotting evil things to do to Syren…”

“There’s gonna be plenty of time for that, babe.” Tommy says with a chuckle. “Besides, I’m sure she’s just inside.”

“Is this the place we’re renting?” Kim frowns as they stop at the front door. “I mean, it’s nice but I had pictured renting exquisite places, the kind of places my mom and sister like to call home.”

“I know but it might not be wise to rent those out as low income housing.” Tommy points out. “Remember, you and the other Kim agreed to find a happy medium. This is that happy medium.”

“Right.” Kim sighs. “Well…shall we go on in?”

Tommy nods his head and reaches for the doorknob. But before he can open it the door opens up on its own. Tommy and Kimberly step back and their real estate agent, Kimberly Lambert, steps outside the door. The Woman Scorned grins from ear to ear.

“There I am!” She exclaims. “How am I doing?”

“Huh?” Lambert asks curiously.

“Uh, I think Kimmy just asked how are you?”

“Oh.” Kim Lambert smiles pleasantly. “I’m great! Are you two ready to meet your first tennant?”

“I was born ready!” Kim exclaims. “I cannot wait to be a Lord of Land! Or would that be a Lady of Land? What royal title do I get? I used to be a Queen of Chaos but those losers booted me out.”

“Huh?” Lambert again is confused by the eccentricity of Kimberly Williams.

“Uh, is the tenant inside?” Tommy asks, trying to get the conversation back on track. The real estate agent quickly nods her head.

“Yes, yes she is.” Lambert answers. “She is in the dining room with the paperwork. She’s just waiting on you two to arrive before she signs the paperwork.”

“Why does she insist on seeing me?” Kimberly asks with a grin. “Is she fan? Does she want tickets to Breakdown?”

“I, uh, honestly have no idea.” Lambert shrugs her shoulders.

“Well it doesn’t matter.” Kim smirks. “I’m doing this to help people and if she needs help then by all means, let’s go meet her!”

“Very well.” Lambert steps back inside the home and motions for Kimberly and Tommy to follow her. The real estate agent leads the way down the hall and eventually into a small, quaint, dining room area. Kim and Tommy have never been inside this house before. She has been buying most places site unseen. But here, on this afternoon, The Woman Scorned is left shocked and surprised. It isn’t because of the home itself but who she finds sitting at the dining room table…

…Carol Johnson. Yes, the same Carol Johnson who had tormented Kimberly and her twin sister Marie years ago. She thought she was locked up. But thinking back, she has likely already served her time and has been released.

“Carol?!”

“Hi, Kimberly.” Carol says, mockingly waving at her. The real estate agent looks at Carol and then back at Kim.

“You two know each other?”

“You could say that.” Carol smirks.

“Yeah, I know her.” Kim’s usual jovial mood is long gone. But we’re not exactly on the best of terms.”

“Uh, babe?” Tommy says quietly. “Are you going to be ok? We can leave if you want.”

“I’ll be fine.” Kim says firmly.

“So does anyone mind filling me in? Kim Lambert says, still curious about how these two women know each other and what beef they seemingly have with one another.

“Well…” Kim is about to begin but Carol immediately cuts her off.

“Oh no, allow me.” Carol rises up from the chair she was sitting in and starts to approach Kim and Tommy. “See, I once had a sister…her name was Paula, not that Kim here cared. My sister Paula was an innocent girl and a victim of a brutal serial killer. Police arrested, charged, and convicted her uncle, Douglas Williams, for the murder, but I suspect it was actually her father who did the deed and got away with it. And if you ask me, the apple doesn’t fall too far from the tree.” Carol looks over at Lambert. “Did you know your client was a monster?”

“Oh like you can talk.” Kim smirks. “If I recall you went batshit crazy and tried to kill my sister and my nephew on multiple occasions. You burned their house down.”

“I did.” Carol admits, nodding her head. “And I served my time. It was my first offense so I got off easy for good behavior. But good behavior is something you wouldn’t know much about, would you?”

There is a tension in the air as Kimberly stares deep into the hate-filled eyes of Carol Johnson. She had hoped that this situation was resolved with Carol going to prison but obviously she is out now and she has still not forgotten nor forgiven her for what happened to her sister Paula. The real estate agent looks again at Kim and then at Carol.

“Maybe this isn’t a good idea…” Lambert says, finally breaking the awkward silence.

“I agree.” Tommy looks at Kim. “We can always find someone else.”

“Oh no, don’t be that way.” Carol smirks knowingly. “I can be a good girl and behave. I promise.”

“Really?” Kim asks.

“Really.”

“Why?” She asks curiously. “Why do you want to rent from me if you hate me so damn much?”

“Your father murdered my sister.” Carol says coldly. All I had left was my mother and since you obviously don’t care about anyone but yourself, I know you haven’t heard the news that she has passed away recently too. I was living with her because I couldn’t afford a place of my own with the job I have. I wish I could get a better paying job so I could afford a home of my own but that’s the thing about having a criminal record, very few places will give you a chance to prove yourself. So being homeless? Barely surviving? Yeah, I have YOU to blame for that since you and your filthy sister put me away.”

“You need a low rent place to live.”

“See? You figured it out.” Carol nods her head. “And the irony of YOU helping keep me on my feet and stable is not lost on me. But the icing on the cake was when Kim Lambert here told me that your stupid little vision was to help people like me, people down on their luck.”

“So?”

“So…I think it’s a scam.” Carol spits out. “I think you’re insincere about it all. You are not this kind, generous person you are making yourself out to be and honestly? I want to be here when you fail. I want to see you fall on your face and return to your roots of being an evil person like your father and uncle.”

“Kimmy…” Tommy tugs her gently on the arm “...let’s go.”

“No.” Kimberly says firmly. “Carol says this is a scam, that I am insincere, but I have never been more sincere about anything in my entire life. I do want to help people like you, Carol, even if you don’t believe me.” She nods her head. “So sign the lease. We can make this work.”

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On Camera
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We open in a warmly lit room where we see none other than “The Woman Scorned” Kimberly Williams seated at her desk. Her long straight red hair flows down to past the shoulders. She wears a black, long-sleeved, slightly sheer top that covers her wrists, with her left hand raised slightly as she runs her hand through her long hair. She stares absent-mindedly off to the side, as if she doesn’t even realize that the camera is rolling this very moment. Then it hits her. It’s as if a lightbulb went off over her head. She grins from ear to ear and turns back to face the camera. She waves playfully.

“Oh, hello there! Greetings to all of my loyal Kimmymaniacs out there! Now I know what must be on your mind…how the hell is she still alive after Dusseldorf? See, ladies and germs, YUSA wanted to be a part of my Underground Division. And, let’s face it, she may have been a former Underground Champion, she still needed to learn a few lessons. She still had a lot to learn about the Underground. But YUSA had yours truly, Professor Kimmy, to give her a crash course in the Underground. And trust me, when I say crash course I mean CRASH in the very literal sense of the word. We had barbed wire, we had thumb tacks, we had real broken glass, and we used it all. We beat the hell out of each other. We bled, we suffered, we paid the price and at the end of it all, when the smoke had cleared, two things happened.” She holds up one finger. “Number one, YUSA graduated Kimmy’s School of the Underground. As far as I’m concerned, YUSA, you have earned my respect and are welcome in the Underground anytime you like.” Kim raises a second finger.

“Number two…and this is a biggie, folks…I won!” She throws her head back and laughs. “That’s right! I won! I went into Dusseldorf, I fought the most recent former Underground Champion and I beat her. And you know what that means? It means no more stalling. No more waiting. And no more of Colleen ducking me. No more number one contenders named Brittany Lohan to hide behind. No more Brilliant Sun Princesses to distract me. As far as I’m concerned, that title is MY property. As far as I’m concerned you don’t belong in my Underground. Like YUSA you need to enroll in my crash course and see if you can survive. You need to earn my respect. And let’s face it, until you have thrown down with the Queen of the Death Match one on one and survived? Your reign will forever have an asterisk next to it.”

Kimberly sighs and then snaps her fingers. “Oh shoot, I forgot, there is still one more minor distraction. But don’t worry, this shouldn’t affect my upcoming playdate with you, Colleen.” she winks. “See, our fearless Canadian Heartbreak Leader apparently is pissed off at Syren. I don’t know what she did to make him so mad. Do you know what she did to make him mad, Kimmymaniacs? I don’t know but she must have been a naughty girl because why else would he sign her own death certificate by booking her to face me on Breakdown?” She snickers nastily.

“I’m not exaggerating! Really, I’m not! I mean, some people think I’m holding a grudge or something but come on, let’s face it, Syren is probably the worst human being alive today. Hell, Jimbo Evans and his gang of hillbillies are freaking saints compared to her! Give me Blake ‘Vehicular Assault’ Mason any day of the damn week over Syren! Sorry, Kimmymaniacs, you may cheer her now and that’s fine, it’s your right to cheer for who you want and boo for who you want. You can forgive her for the wrongs she has done in the past and cheer her on…” she shakes her head.

“...but I cannot forgive and I never ever will forget. I will not forget how she, Ravyn, and Katya manipulated, used, and abused my sister Marie for their own personal gain. I helped you, Syren, you and your Infamous idiots years ago but I didn’t do it for you. I knew you were the scum of the earth. I worked with you because Marie was working with you and I needed to be there for her, to protect her from the likes of you. I took a lot of abuse from you…Ravyn…Katya…all of Infamous.. And for what? So you could win and keep the World Title?” Williams sneers. “I was happy to see you lose that title. I was elated when Xander beat your ass and forced you to have to win ten matches before you got another title shot. Frankly, I want to see your career end without you ever winning the world title again. I do not want to see you get anywhere near the SCW World Championship.”

The Queen of the Death Match pats herself on the chest. “So perhaps it has now fallen upon me to make sure you do not get another world title match? I mean, I’m certain Xander could beat you again. He’s more than capable. But why risk it? Why run the risk of you possibly getting another title match?” She shakes her head. “I do not intend to gamble. So here’s what’s gonna happen.” Kimberly reaches off screen and then produces the barbed wire wrapped Wasley penguin plushie. A devilish grin forms on her face.

“Syren! Meet Wasley! Wasley! Meet Syren! He already met YUSA at Dogfight in Dusseldorf and y’know, he just might meet YOU on Breakdown!” She nods her head. “I know, I know, it’s not an Underground Rules Match, which is really a bummer, to be honest. Maiming you in the literal sense in my world would have been so much fun. But I guess I’ll have to settle for embarrassing you in what oh so many people think is YOUR world. Now I know what Lexy and the rest of your annoying little cheerleading squad are saying…Oh but Syren is a billion times SCW World Champion and the best wrestler in the multiverse…blah blah blah!” She rolls her eyes.

“It’s pathetic, really. You know what else is pathetic? It’s pathetic that you probably forgot about October 28th, 2021 when I beat your ass in the center of the ring. That’s right, we’ve already had this tango once before and I humbled you. At least I thought I humbled you. Yet you once again made your triumphant return, expecting everyone to throw parades in your honor. And many people have celebrated your return to SCW….but not everyone. Certainly not me. But really, let’s be honest with ourselves, your big return hasn’t exactly been stellar now has it? You beat Chase Upshaw. That’s not exactly like winning Taking Hold of the Flame, now is it? Hell, I’m not sure that’s on par with beating Samamy Thomas Davies. Then you get your first real test at Dogfight in Dusseldorf against Asher Hayes and what happens?” She snickers nastily.

“You failed miserably. Now it’s my job to put this pathetic little return of yours out of its misery. It is my job to put YOU out of your misery. Because I rarely forgive, I never forget, and you will never forget the beating that you are about to receive on Breakdown courtesy of the Queen of the Death Match.”