SCW World Championship Gauntlet

[The Matt]

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February 6th, 2021
Undisclosed Location in Massachusetts
Off Camera
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Darkness is a familiar drug for “The Woman Scorned” Kimberly Williams. All of her life from infancy up through early adulthood she was raised in the darkness of her “foster” parent, “guardian”, or whatever term you would want to give to the mysterious woman known Emma Floreschu Storm. Kim just knew her as Emma and it was Emma who passed everything she knew down to Kimberly, including her hate, her anger, her bitterness and rage, and the violence. Every manipulative, deceitful tactic Kimberly has ever utilized in her life she learned from Emma. The ability to lie, lie in such a clever way that she manipulates others to do her dirty work for her, all of that she learned from Emma. Kimberly’s willingness to go to any extreme just to get what she wanted; that is what she inherited from Emma. This is the darkness she inherited from Emma Floreschu Storm.

There is a more literal feel to the darkness that is so familiar and friendly to The Woman Scorned. For in a way Kimberly was raised in complete darkness. Emma secreted Kimberly away at birth to the wilderness of Massachusetts. It was there that Kimberly remained, mostly by herself, lonely and frightened with no one to turn to. Sure, there was Emma, but Emma still had an attachment to the finer things in life. She would spend a few days with Kimberly but then leave back to her estate in Boston. Little Kimberly would be left behind with enough sustenance to keep her going but without anyone to make her feel safe. Kimberly was afraid and lonely. The mind of young Kim was vulnerable and in need of answers. Why would anyone abandon her like this? What had she done wrong to deserve this? The answer from Emma was a half-truth, but most would consider it an outright lie; Emma blamed Kimberly’s biological mother, Angelica Jones. The feeling of abandonment, by Emma and by Angelica, caused Kimberly to grow bitter. Her mind became darker, hateful, and more accepting of the vengeful thoughts that Emma sought to put in her young head.

Now Kimberly is no longer afraid of darkness. In fact, darkness is a familiar face that welcomes her with open arms whenever Williams herself is lost and without answers. On this night of February 6th Kimberly is lost and without answers. The emotional distress of her family feud and the coming conflict between Kim’s twin sister Marie Jones and their mother Angelica is stirring up intense feelings regrading the divided loyalties Kimberly has between these two women very close to her heart.

Twigs snaps loudly underneath Kim’s feet. The terrain is rough and a difficult climb but The Woman Scorned is used to it. Her eyes have quickly adjusted to the dimming light around her. She can almost see the trees, whose leaves are for the most part dead and lying amongst the dark path she walks along. Despite the feeling of death there is also clear evidence of life; birds native to the area are chirping loudly with their songs, making it evident that they are near. It is a symphony of life surrounded by the death of this harsh and bitter cold temperatures. It is a stark contrast to say the least.

Finally the terrain begins to level off. Just in time, Kimberly things as she notices that the sky is growing more and more grey. Darkness will soon descend and despite Kimberly’s familiarity with the area, she wants to camp out before the sun drops behind the clouds for good. Luckily The Woman Scorned has been through this path long enough to know that her destination is nearby. There is a problem, however, but it has gone completely unnoticed by Kimberly. She has traveled this path before. But this has taken her longer than it should have. She’s gotten lost a few times and had to find the path again. What has slowed the eccentric ginger down?

Bear in mind that Kimberly is feeling extremely upset over the pending feud between her twin sister Marie and their mother Angelica. She is torn as to whose side she should take. Who should she remain loyal to? On the one hand there is her twin sister, Marie. When Kimberly was locked up in an insane asylum Marie and only Marie would come visit her. Even when Kim would cuss, swear, and try to tell her to leave her alone, Marie still kept visiting until they not only reconciled but Kim finally got the mental help she needed; all thanks to Marie. Kim wasn’t even fully accepted by the Jones family after being released from the insane asylum. Marie, though, went to bat for Kim and convinced the family to give her a chance. Kim owes a lot to Marie and thus feels fiercely loyal to her. On the other hand there is their mother, Angelica Jones. Out of everyone in the family who had no reason to give Kim a chance Angelica is the primary one. When still deranged, psychotic, and under Emma’s control Kim tried to murder Angelica, tried to murder Marie, and ultimately did kidnap Marie and replaced her for several months, all before being locked up in the mental ward. Yet when Marie went to bat for Kim, Angelica was among the first to open her arms and give her daughter a chance. Angelica not only gave Kim a chance but she treated Kim just as lovingly as a mother should treat her daughter. Kimberly had never felt true love, for Emma had only treated Kim like a weapon. She felt love for the first time from Angelica...and Marie.

Now the two people she cares about most are at odds. Kimberly doesn’t know how to handle it. In all honesty, she doesn’t really want to handle it. She doesn’t want to have to pick sides. She doesn’t want to figure out who is right and who is wrong. She wishes this would just go away. Logic tells her that she will have to make a decision eventually but Kimberly has kicked logic to the curb and turned towards drugs to hopefully escape from this. Approximately thirty minutes into the hike Kimberly began to take some classic hallucinogenic drugs; acid, mushrooms. She didn’t care about the potential side effects. She just wanted to forget about the pain. She wanted to turn off the emotions she has been feeling. And lately turning off those emotions has proven difficult. But drugs? Yes, drugs will help turn those emotions off.

Unfortunately these drugs are also inhibiting her other senses. The drugs have begun kicking in but not fully, thus Kim has been able to finally navigate herself to a clearing where she finds a campsite she had already set up not too long ago. It is a simple tent now sitting amongst the rubble of what used to be a cabin, the same cabin where Emma had kept Kim in the wilderness of Massachusetts.

“Home sweet home.” Kimberly mutters silently before approaching the tent. The Woman Scorned pushes the flap open and sticks her head inside. She is greeted by the pungent odor of rotting feces and immediately she can see said feces from some animal right on the floor of the tent. It’s clearly from small rodent but still there’s enough of it to create a bad smell, even for someone on the verge of an acid trip. Kimberly steps away from tent and scowls.

“Fuck! Marie was right, I should NOT leave this tent out here! It’s just not smart!” Kimberly chuckles. “But hey, no one ever accused me of being smart, am I right?”

Kimberly stretches out her arms in a crucifix like pose and screams out at the top of her lungs for anyone and everyone around, human, animal, whatever, to hear: “I AM THE LIZARD QUEEN!”

She laughs, like a pompous royal would laugh at a peasant. The Woman Scorned then drops her knapsack down onto the ground. She squats down on the ground then reaches inside the knapsack, producing a ham sandwich wrapped up in plastic wrap. A wry grin forms upon her face. “At least I won’t have to go scavenging for food. But then again…” Kim reaches back into the knapsack and produces a sharp shank. She smiles devilishly.

“I may go out hunting for sport! Hell, I could kill a bobcat. Or I’ll just fucking kidnap one and name it Lynx Rufus and give it to Jessica as an early birthday present.” Kimberly sets the shank down. She unwraps the ham sandwich and then takes a big bite out of it. As she begins to chew she can sense something is wrong. Is she being watched? Is she being stalked by someone or something? There are bears and other predators out here. Or is this just Kim’s senses slowly beginning to deceive her as the drugs she took a little over half an hour ago are taking hold.

Williams ignores these sensations, imagined or not, because quite frankly she doesn’t care. Whether a drug induced feeling or her own true feeling, either way she just doesn’t want to deal with anything right now. She definitely doesn’t want to deal with her family drama. She came out here to this place to be alone. She came here for the quiet and seclusion that the wilderness provides. No one even knows of this place except for a select few near and dear to Kimberly’s heart. She should have her peace and quiet here.

As Kim continues to chew on her sandwich the senses begin to change. It isn’t just a strange feeling anymore, now she hears strange noises in the forrest. Twigs are snapping all over and every direction. She can hear bobcats hissing and bears growling. Her eyesight, though, is clearly deceiving her as the entire scenery seems to sway back and forth. It causes Kim to get disoriented enough that she drops her sandwich to the ground. Kim tries to stand up but almost immediately falls back to the ground. Williams tries to get up again but this time cannot. The environment around her is still swirling until finally, after what seems like forever, things settle down.

“Is it over?” Kim asks out loud, almost sounding disappointed. “Some fucking acid trip...I could have got that at Disney.”

“Weak.”

The voice comes from the forrest. Kim is startled, primarily because no one knows about this place except a select few. And Kim told no one she was coming here. Williams listens closely as the sound of footsteps approach. Williams smirks as she spots none other than an exact copy of herself emerge from the woods and step into the clearing. This clone is dressed all in black and her hair is dyed black as well. A sneer is etched across her face. Kim, however, responds with a light giggle.

“Now this is more like it! I always wanted to see myself and I must admit, seeing myself from the other side, I really am hot. Wow, that’s narcissistic isn’t it? I don’t wanna be like Bree.” Kim slaps herself. “Bad, Kim! Stop or else you’ll end up dating a llama.”

“You’re weak.” The other ‘Kim’ repeats. The Woman Scorned tilts her head to one side and frowns.

“That’s the second time you said that. Did I piss in your cornflakes or something?”

“I’m just telling the truth.” The other Kim walks over and jerks Kim up to her feet. “You are weak!”

“Rude. Do you always see rude people when you’re on an acid trip? I should ask Gio about that.”

“You’re rambling again.” The other Kim shakes her head. “Pathetic.”

“I am rambling but I am not pathetic!”

“You are pathetic. I am what you used to be. Strong, deadly, smarter than everyone else in the world. But look at you now. You are an emotional wreck. You are falling apart before my very eyes, all because of a stupid family feud that is none of your damn business.”

“It’s my sister and mother so it kind of IS my business…” Kimberly’s voice trails off. The clone isn’t thrilled.

“Silence! My point is you were better off without them. The moment you let them back into your life, the moment you got in touch with those pointless emotions, you exposed a vulnerability. You were United States Champion at one time. You should have taken that shank and gutted that narcissistic bitch Bree and had her fucking guts for dinner after. But instead you got beat. Now you’re what? The Lizard Champion? That’s cute. And that’s all you are now. An adorable psychopath entertaining the masses.” The other Kim smirks nastily as she makes a circle around The Woman Scorned.

“Emma was right about us. We are a weapon, nothing more. You should tell the fans to shove it, you should tell SCW management to shove it, and you should tell your family to shove it. Cut yourself off from these emotions, these feelings, and become what you were truly meant to be.”

Kimberly stares deep into her clone’s eyes. She is unsure what to say next or how to react to any of this. “I am…”

“You are trying to be human. You are trying to be normal. But you were never meant to be normal. You were meant to be a monster.”

A tear begins to form in Kimberly’s eyes which she reaches up and wipes away. “No…”

“You know I’m right. You can trade that dumbass Lizard Championship in for the SCW World Championship if you are willing to do what is necessary, if you are willing sacrifice this pathetic little soul you have and return to what you know.”

The words ring all too true for The Woman Scorned. Kimberly Williams has long been viewed by one and as simply Crazy Kim; the nutcase willing to use staple guns, shanks, knife gloves, and other assorted weapons upon the opposition. For Kim these insane antics have always been a front, a ploy to fool her opponents. But it has also been a method of spiritual healing. Kim uses this persona of Crazy Kim as a method of escaping the human emotions that are very difficult to deal with. If she just permanently severed ties with her emotions, if she just became a sociopath, wouldn’t it be so much simpler? Before Kimberly can react another voice rings out…

“Your family is important to you, Kimberly.” From out of the woods emerges another clone of ‘Kimberly Williams’. This one is dressed exactly like the other only this one is all in white as opposed to all black. Also her hair is the red color Kimberly herself.

“Ok, now there’s three of me?” Kimberly laughs. “That’s exactly what the world doesn’t need.”

“But your family needs you, Kim.” The woman dressed in white says. Her counterpart turns and glares angrily at her.

“Don’t be a fool. Do you really want to be a part of a family like the Joneses? I mean, look at your sister and mother. They are fighting now but is that really anything new? How many times has Marie betrayed her? This wasn’t the first and it damn sure won’t be the last. Do you really want to be associated with that insanity?”

The Kimberly dressed in white approaches Kim and smiles warmly. “Think about when you and Marie first reconciled. What thoughts were going through your head?”

“Well, um…

“Don’t answer that.” The other Kim says.

“You had your turn!” The Kim dressed in white snaps. She turns back to face Kimberly. “Now please, what were you going to say?”

“It felt awesome. I was kinda jealous of Marie for a long time, thinking she was the favorite, but she was also my twin. You don’t get much closer than that, y’know? Finally having her in my life not as an enemy but as a sister was special.”

“And what about when your mother accepted you as her daughter?”

The tears once more return to Kimberly’s eyes. “I had never had a mother, not a true mother, no one to love me.”

“And Jessica? What does it mean that Jessica Lasiewicz, your half-sister who for a long time held out and didn’t trust you now trusts you with her life?”

The emotions are overwhelming. Tears are flowing freely from her eyes as Kimberly weeps, not with grief or sadness but with joy, joy that she is accepted by her family. She is silent, though, because she is having difficulty finding the right words to express herself. Just as she is about to speak she is suddenly knocked to the ground. A wave of pain rushes through her body. She isn’t sure if this is still part of the acid trip or if this is really happening but she does make out a massive hairy, brown figure slowly approaching her.

“Fuck...a bear?!”

She may be on an acid trip but some of her natural instincts and training are still available and quickly kick in. She scrambles to her feet and has but moments to act; luckily she fell near her knapsack where she dropped her shank. Will it work against a charging bear? She looks and the bear doesn’t seem that big. Maybe a juvenile? Still deadly enough. But maybe, if Kim is lucky, she got the sharpest shank she has and will be able to kill it.

“Here goes nothing…” Kim leaps towards the knapsack and snatches her shank. The bear reacts and changes direction, charging towards her again. The bear stands on its two back feet and Kim ducks and drives the shank deep into the bear’s throat, causing it to shout out in pain and agony. Kimberly doesn’t relent. She takes the shank and drives it into the bear’s throat a second time.

After the second blow the bear runs in the opposite direction. Kimberly isn’t sure if she just wounded it or if the bear will actually die but she isn’t taking any chances. She goes limping off back towards the path, knowing that she needs to get as far away from this bear as possible before it comes back for a second attack. She is in pain, and this leads her to believe that the bear was indeed real and not a figment of her acid induced imagination. She continues to limp on down the path further and further but stops dead in her tracks when the Kim dressed all in black steps out onto the path in front of her.

“Make a decision.”

“What?! No!” Kim turns around in another direction but standing there is the Kim dressed all in white. She utters the same phrase her counterpart just said...

“Make a decision.”

“No!” Kim exclaims loudly, shouting as another bolt of pain shoots through her body. At this time Kimberly then falls to the ground. She slips into unconsciousness.

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February 7th, 2021
Boston, Massachusetts
Off Camera
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Time has been hard to measure the past few hours for Kimberly Williams. Hell, it could have been days for all she knows. Ever since collapsing in the forrest her sense of time and space has been all but gone. She would wake up to a bright light, nothing but this bright yellow light, and it was a painful light for the brief time she was awake before falling back into slumber. She would wake up again to the light only the next time it was accompanied by a familiar fragrance. Ordinarily someone as cunning and smart as Williams would be able to immediately pick out that fragrance where she knows it from but her mind just isn’t cooperative. Again, The Woman Scorned would go back into a deep sleep. They say that the third time is the charm and this is the case for Kimberly Williams. Her eyes flutter open and she expects the same bright light only this time there is no bright light where she is; wherever she is.

Kimberly tries to sit up but finds it challenging as pain shoots through her body. She does manage to turn her head to take appraisal of where she is; it is someone’s bedroom. There is a lamp on the nightstand next to her that is turned on. A simple brown wood door is shut. She looks upward and sees a fan with a light attached to the fan. Kim makes the safe assumption that the bright light must have come from the overhead fan. Obviously Kim has been transported out of the woods and into someone’s home. But whose home is she in?

The turning of the doorknob startles Kimberly. She turns her head in time to see the door opening. She sighs with some relief as she realizes that this is Sorinah Floreschu, a recent confidant and Emma’s sister. Sorinah, dressed in a simple green sleeveless dress with a pair of black high heel pumps to boot, approaches Kim’s bedside.

“You are awake. I was beginning to worry about you.”

“How long have I been out?”

“At least eight hours, because that’s how long you were out since I brought you here. I found you in the woods though, so I have no way of knowing how long you were unconscious on the ground before I found you.”

“How…” Kimberly rubs her forehead due to the pain of a headache that shoots through her head “...how did…”

“How did I find you? You must not forget who I am nor should you forget that Emma was my sister.”

“She told you about it? About the cabin and…”

“No.” Sorinah says, cutting Kimberly off before she can finish her thought. “She never told me about the cabin in the Massachusetts wilderness. But just as Emma taught you everything she knew, I taught my younger sister everything she knew. So it wasn’t difficult for me to find out about the cabin and eventually your connection to it.” Sorinah sighs deeply. “Although I noticed it was gone. Your doing, I take it?”

Kimberly smirks. “Yeah...burnt it down several years ago.”

“Good riddance, then. Those were not good memories for you and it should not have remained standing.” Sorinah sits down on the edge of the bed and gently clasps Kimberly’s right hand. “Now tell me, what do you remember about the night before?”

“Um, you really wouldn’t believe me Sorry.”

“Try me.”

“Well, I was...uh...I was talking to myself.”

“Talking to yourself?”

“Yeah. There two versions of me out there. One with red hair and another with black hair. But both were me. It was freaky but so real…” Kim’s voice fades off as she tries to recall the incident. Sorinah just nods her head, seeming to understand completely.

“That makes sense and doesn’t surprise in the least, considering you were under the influence of hallucinogenic drugs.”

“Huh?”

“I found Lysergic Acid Diethlamide in your knapsack, dear.”

“I didn’t have that! It was acid!”

Sorinah sighs with frustration but instead of correcting Kim she just nods her head in agreement. “Right, well I found that in your knapsack.”

“Oh, well maybe…” Kim tries to move but is still in pain and her face contorts, showing the pain “...damn! Acid trips aren’t supposed to hurt are they?!”

“You have a few minor physical injuries, Ms. Williams. I suspect you were either attacked by another hiker...or maybe you attacked them…”

“A bear!”

“I suppose it could have been a bear. Though if you survived a bear attack then I truly am impressed.”

Kimberly smirks knowingly. “Emma taught me everything I knew.”

“Fair enough. You do need to get your sleep but I hope you can answer a question for me before I leave; what were you doing out there?”

This is a question Kimberly has been running away from for a long time now. She isn’t even sure she wants to answer it now but gazing into Sorinah’s eyes tells Kim that she isn’t getting away from this one very easily. The Woman Scorned sighs and leans her head back onto the soft pillow. “I just wanted to get away.”

“Get away from what?”

“The emotional pain. My sister, Marie, she attacked our mother on live television back in early December. Now I have no damn clue what her intentions were, I don’t know if she meant to do this or not, but all I know is that her attack was so brutal it gave mom a concussion. It was so bad that mom was nearly ready to retire which is what Marie wanted from the start. She kept taunting her from the moment of the attack, trying to convince her to quit. But now after the provocation and the taunting, I don’t know what she’ll do. I’m afraid she may retaliate now.”

“A family feud?”

“Yes and I do not want to pick sides if a fight between those two breaks out.”

Sorinah pauses as she studies the pained expression upon her study’s face. Clearly Kimberly is upset and bothered by this. Sorinah has never seen Kim like this before. “What do you feel is the right thing to do, Ms. Williams?”

“That’s the problem. I know in my heart and soul the right thing to do. But doing the right things means choosing a side and that means I will ultimately alienate one of the two people I care about the most. So I figured hell, if I could just try and forget about it...if I could just turn off these damned emotions everything would be fine…”

“That’s why you had the drugs, isn’t it?” Sorinah asks. Again Kimberly nods her head in confirmation of what Sorinah had suspected.

“It used to be really easy for me to just flip this mental switch in my head and become a sociopath. Every single time I set foot inside a wrestling ring I flip that mental switch, turn off the emotions, and become a cold blooded killer. When the match is over, I flip them back on. It’s a talent I’ve developed. But lately I can’t flip that switch anymore. Or at least I can’t flip it as easily as I once could.”

“That’s because you are finally being loved and cared for like a normal human being. You are receiving the love, affection, and acceptance that you should have received all your life, but that love was denied you thanks to my sister.”

“I’m becoming human. It’s what I always wanted. It’s what I dreamed of when I sitting in the mental ward. Now I have it but that thing I wanted, that wish is becoming a curse because I don’t know how to deal with these emotions.” Kimberly is starting to cry again. Sorinah reaches over to the nightstand and finds a tissue which she hands to Kim.

“What do you want to do?”

“I don’t know. A part of me wants to just give up my hopes of being normal and just be that monster, be that sociopath, and never again try to feel human emotion. A part of me wishes to be that cold blooded killer.”

“That would be the easiest solution. But is it the wises solution?”

Kimberly arches her brow out of curiosity. “I don’t know...what should I do?”

“I cannot make that decision for you, Ms. Williams. Only you can decide the path that you shall take.” Sorinah rises off of the bed and turns to walk away. “But I promise you that I will stand by your side every step of the way, regardless of the path you choose.”

Sorinah opens the door and exits. Once she is gone Kimberly breaks down into tears and bawls for the next few minutes until sleep again overtakes her.

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February 17th, 2021
Cleveland, Ohio
On Camera
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We open in front of the backdrop that is the Quicken Loans Arena in Cleveland, Ohio. It is bright and sunny today, a light blue sky is our firmament alongside a warm yellow sun that beats down upon the currently lifeless and empty building that will within twenty four hours host SCW Breakdown. As the camera cuts down to a ground level shot we find a black iron bench near the arena, appropriate for sitting when thousands of fans are waiting to pack inside the building. Instead of thousands of fans we are greeted only by the appearance of one single individual: “The Woman Scorned” Kimberly Williams. The eccentric ginger is dressed in torn denim jeans, flip flops, and a black t-shirt which reads “All Hail The Lizard King” on the front in hot pink lettering. She carries a championship belt with her; the Lizard Championship belt. The center plate is a gold lizard head. There are four side plates, two on either strap; one is the image of her boyfriend Tommy Wasley, the other is of a penguin, a third is of a Dalek, and the fourth is of her good friend Abigail Lindsey. The self-proclaimed “Lizard Champion” sits down on the bench and places her title belt on her lap.

“If anyone is tuning in expecting to see the typical Crazy Kim shenanigans then you are going to be highly disappointed. I mean, this bad boy right here?” She pats her Lizard Championship belt. “I meant it, I will defend it anytime, anywhere, anyplace. And maybe I’ll proudly be a good Lizard Champion next week. But right now and tomorrow night, no games.” She drops the title belt onto the ground. “And if I’m going to be truly serious for a moment, if I am really going to be honest to goodness fucking serious right now, then maybe I should drop the Lizard King stuff...if only for tonight and tomorrow…”

The Woman Scorned reaches down and takes off her shirt. Unfortunately for you pervs out there she is still wearing a plain white tank top underneath. There is a stoic gaze upon her face but you can almost sense that evil intentions are in her mind.

“Tomorrow night in that arena behind me something monumental will happen. Something that will shake the very foundations of Supreme Championship Wrestling will be taking place tomorrow night in that Quicken Loans arena behind me. The fans of SCW recognize this and that is why I will forever be indebted to the fans of this great business that have always stood by me and supported me, the fans who have held me up during the dark times when I once walked away from this company vowing never to return, those were the fans who kept encouraging me. Do you think I was ignorant of the “STABBY” chants I heard in arenas? There was this one time I was hanging out in a restaurant with my cousin Glory Braddock and a fan came up to her, asking for her autograph. Then that fan...a young boy named Chester...Chester turned to me and asked when Stabby was coming back to SCW, because he missed Stabby. Don’t you think that brought a tear to my eye?”

Tears are forming in the eyes of The Woman Scorned as she recalls this incident. She passionately pats herself on the chest. “I can turn off the emotions and by a psychopath when the situation suits, but deep down inside I am a human fucking being and the words of that fan and so many others from all over the world touched my heart and soul. You fans are what brought me back to Supreme Championship Wrestling. You have no idea how much it means to me to know that someone cares. Thank you!”

“And those fans, those fans who brought me back, they are the ones who realize more than anyone else the severity and importance of what is about to happen tomorrow night in that building behind me. You know who else understands and definitely appreciates the importance of what is going to happen? Asher Hayes, Jordan Majors and Datura.”

“These three tremendous talents have never held the SCW World Championship. World Title shots in this business do not come all that often but Jordan, Hayes, and Datura, they have the rare opportunity to turn their lives and careers around with a world championship victory, all thanks to the Trios cash in of Ace Marshall. They didn’t have to work for it, they didn’t have to earn it, but they know that they can prove that they belong and DESERVE TO BE World Champion tomorrow night.”

“Speaking of Ace, the man of the hour who made this clusterfuck possible, do you think he understands the gravity of this?” Kimberly pauses to let the viewers consider her question. Kimberly then shakes his head. “Sorry, Ace, you’re an awesome guy, thanks for the opportunity, and hell, we can even play another few rounds or three of Strip Poker with a drunk Sophie James and Bree Lancaster if you want, but you do not fully grasp the weight of what’s happening. To you this is a game. This is your chaos you’ve created and you have fun creating chaos. That’s why you and I continue to gravitate towards each other, because we both love chaos. But you also don’t appreciate the opportunity you have. Well, maybe you understand it a little, but you don’t appreciate as much as others would. You can’t...you can’t because you have already been SCW World Champion. What’s another world title win to you?”

“My friend Sophie James, she has been a former world champion but do you know what else she has been? She has had an injury that threatened to end her career. Drug issues that threatened to end her career AND her life. To have this chance to return to the ring on one night and become World Champion, do you think she appreciates this? I know she appreciates this.”

“Then you have another group of individuals; the comedic group. Katie Steward who fancies herself a queen, Holly Adams who fancies herself as everyone’s favorite wrestler. Giovanni Aries who is fighting a never ending war against the lizard kingdom. Do you think they appreciate the opportunity they have tomorrow night? I’ll reserve my thoughts for Adams and Steward but I can tell you for damn sure Aries doesn’t give a shit. He already trashed the United States Championship and tried to declare everyone a United States Champion in some pseudo-psycho-socialism in wrestling crap.” Kimberly pauses to think for just a moment. “Does that make me a two time United States Champion?”

Kimberly smirks. “Sorry, couldn’t help but add a tiny bit of comic relief in what would otherwise be a tremendously serious and depressing promo. And when talking about Holly, Katie, and Gio, I felt the comedy belongs right there with those three.”

“Then you have Syren, Ravyn Taylor...the Infamous bitches who use whatever deceptive means available to stay in the title hunt. Glory Braddock who may not have won a SCW World Title yet but has had many opportunities already and is a fourteen time former World Champion from other promotions. Selena Frost who has held championships galore in SCW, the frozen bitch is a Supreme Champion for God’s sake, she’s done it all and she continues to do it all. Chris Cannon, a main event player who has had opportunities at championships at all levels. They have always been around the main event spotlight, they have always had opportunities, and they always will have opportunities. Do they appreciate it as much as others in this match?” Kim shakes her head with a definitive no.

“Then there’s our world champion. I see Bree is still as arrogant and condescending as ever. She acts as if she isn’t even sweating this match and you know what? She has no reason to, because someone like her, IF she does lose the title tomorrow night, she will somehow manage to find her way back in the title picture even though that self-absorbed bitch doesn’t deserve it. Ever since she won the title from James Evans it’s basically been Bree and someone else month in and month out because either Sasha isn’t very creative or just plain doesn’t give a damn about giving other competitors a chance!”

Williams points into her eyes. “Look into my eyes! Look into my eyes Bree and I hope you shit your fucking pants as you realize that I am the same bitch who beat your ass for the United States Championship and I can and will whip your blonde ass all over that arena behind me and strip that World Title out of your cold dead hands!”

“And Sasha, I want you to look into my eyes too and I want you to listen to me very carefully. Because I am going to fight like hell tomorrow night. I am going to leave my body and soul in that ring tomorrow night. Yes, I do want to be a World Champion, but I don’t want to win it for me. I want to win it for everyone in this god damn company who has been overlooked in favor of the same old people week in and week out! I am fighting in this gauntlet for the new blood who have never been to the top of the mountain and are itching to have their very first taste of greatness. Yeah, some of those individuals are in this gauntlet, and I wish them luck, but there are so many more who have never been given a chance and who are still missing out on this rare opportunity. There are many more still on the outside looking in. I am fighting for them, because if Crazy Kim can do it, then anyone can do it! So know this Sasha, I am entering this gauntlet and I will either win or I will die trying.”