Kimberly Williams vs. Crystal Zdunich

[The Matt]

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December 18th, 2023
Greenwich, Connecticut
Off Camera
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Kimberly Williams made good on her promise to hunt down members and supporters of The House of James and take them out one by one. It was a nice start, taking out Modred, Pain, and even James Evans himself. The one bittersweet moment was having to take out Datura. She still considers Datura a friend but it is obvious that Datura has been drinking James’s kool-aid. It is obvious that she is buying whatever snake oil that Evans is selling. Datura has all but proven that she is willing to sacrifice herself for James Evans. Datura had constantly gotten involved in Kimberly’s business. She constantly stuck her nose in Kim’s affairs. So Kim had to take her out. Now with the House of James severely weakened, Kim can continue forward with her goal of regaining the SCW Underground Championship.

The Underground is where Kimberly belongs. It is where she has made a name for herself within Supreme Championship Wrestling. It is where she feels most at home. She looks forward to getting back involved in the Underground and that involvement starts on Breakdown from St. Paul Minnesota when The Woman Scorned takes on Crystal Zdunich in an Underground Rules Match. It will be Kim’s return to the Underground, her first Underground Match since Under Attack. She has missed the chaos and the violence of the Underground. She missed inflicting punishment and shedding the blood of her enemies. Her rampage last week on Breakdown, cutting a swathe through the House of James, that wasn’t enough to satisfy Kimberly’s thirst for violence. The Woman Scorned wants more and her next victim is a woman in Zdunich who already is enough trouble with the mysterious figure known as The Enigma. For her part, Kim doesn’t much care for whatever problems Crystal may have with The Enigma. If The Enigma wants a piece of Zdunich then he can pick up the pieces of whatever Kim leaves of Crystal after Breakdown is over; assuming Kim leaves anything of Zdunich left. This is Underground rules, after all, and Kim is feeling much more violent than ever before.

Her return to the Underground isn’t the only reason for Kimberly’s bright and happier mood lately. She had all but lost hope of ever rescuing her twin sister from the Inner Peace Enlightenment cult after it had resurfaced and had once again convinced Marie to return to their ranks. Kim isn’t a psychologist, even though she has had to have one or two throughout her life, and she will never understand what depression does to a person. She will never understand how depression has pushed her twin sister Marie Jones over the edge and into the waiting arms of a twisted cult that only seeks to exploit her. And for the longest time, Kim had no idea how to ease that depression. She had no idea how to comfort her sister and make her realize that she did have people who loved and cared for her. Yet now, after what had once seemed like a lost cause, Kim might have finally found an answer to her prayers. She may finally know how to reach her twin sister and break through that depression that is holding her tightly in the grip of the Inner Peace cult. Their half-sister, Jessica Lasiewicz, advised Kim that a twin sister is as close a bond or relationship that you can get. She advised that Kim think about it through those lenses and maybe she might find an answer. Now Kim suspects that she and Marie may not be as different as she once thought and that the answer really lies in her own sordid past and history.

This is what brings The Woman Scorned to the law offices of Jeremy Fuquay in Greenwich, Connecticut. Kim sits in the waiting room of this law office, alone, wearing a knee length black skirt, black sheer tights, black leather boots, a red silk blouse, and her black leather jacket. This is much nicer attire than what she is used to wearing but there is a reason behind everything she does, including her attire this afternoon. This isn’t the first time Kim has been inside this drab, somewhat dull looking attorney’s office in Greenwich. This might be the first time she has ever had to do business with Jeremy Fuquay, but this won’t be the first time she has met him. She has been here before and has seen this attorney before, but the last time she was seventeen years old and still under the guardianship of her sociopathic foster mother Emma Floreschu, the woman who damn near ruined both her and her sister Marie’s lives.

It isn’t long until the office door opens. Kim watches with intent as Jeremy Fuquay enters the waiting room. Kim recalls him having brown hair last time and looking quite handsome. Time has not been kind to him. Jeremy’s hair is gray and his face is wrinkled up almost like a prune. He is wearing a light blue button up shirt and black dress pants. He smiles warmly upon seeing Kimberly sitting there in his waiting room. There is a sense of recognition on his face, even though these two haven’t seen one another in two decades.

“Ah, Ms. Williams, how good it is to see you again after all this time!” Jeremy beams. Kim rises up out of her chair. The two greet one another as if they were best friends with a big warm embrace. “How have you been?”

“I’ve been holding up.”

“Holding up?” Jeremy chuckles. “I’d say you’ve done much better than that. I have followed your career quite extensively.”

“I would hope so.” Kim grins. “You did have a hand in making this all come together.”

“Yes, well, your mother, god rest her soul, she wanted the best for you, she knew you were a natural when it came to martial arts, and she knew you would excel in the squared circle. I may have pulled a few strings to get you signed to a developmental wrestling contract but you did the rest. Southern Heavyweight Champion in GDW’s developmental territory.”

“That’s all I did in GDW.” Kim sighs. “I was kind of a failure there.”

“Failure?” Jeremy scoffs. “Please. You may not have excelled there but it opened other doors. Now look at you! You are one of the biggest and brightest stars in Supreme Championship Wrestling! Former SCW United States Champion, former SCW Television Champion, former SCW World Tag Team Champion, former four time SCW Underground Champion. Trios Tournament Winner.” Jeremy pats Kim on the back. “You have done me and your mother proud.”

Kim smiles and simply nods her head. It takes every bit of her will power not to stab attorney Jeremy Fuquay right here and now. Each time Jeremy refers to Kim’s ‘mother’ he is referring to her foster mother, Emma. Kim didn’t know it back then, but when she was seventeen and Emma was working with Jeremy to get her started in professional wrestling, Emma was secretly hoping Kim would hold a grudge against her biological family for abandoning her. Emma was hoping that Kim would want to harm and destroy her biological family. That was Emma’s game the entire time. She wanted to use Kim as a weapon against her own family. And it nearly worked. Kim suspects that Jeremy may have been involved. He was involved in most of Emma’s schemes, playing the role of her attorney, helping her out of any and all legal troubles she got herself into. Kim would love to make Jeremy pay right now but she realizes that she cannot. She still needs him.

“So, why don’t you come into my office and you can tell me exactly what I can do for one of my closest friends?”

“Sounds great.” Kim smirks as she follows Jeremy into his office. She shuts the door behind them. Jeremy sits down at his desk and Kim sits down as well.

“What brings you back here to Greenwich, Ms. Williams?”

“Oh not much. I just need some answers about my…mother…” the word nearly gets stuck in her throat, she can’t stand calling Emma that name, but she must keep up appearances “...and I am fairly certain that you might have them.”

“What exactly do you need to know?”

“Let’s start with her children.” Kim begins. “Did she have any children other than me? Biological, adopted, foster, or otherwise.”

“Not that I’m aware of.”

“A lawyer’s dodge.” Kim states. Jeremy furrows his brow out of curiosity.

“Excuse me?”

“You didn’t answer my question. You left it open ended, vague.” Kim’s pleasant demeanor slowly starts to lift, revealing her more sinister motive. “Emma didn’t raise a fool, Jeremy. I know damn well what you mean when you say ‘not that I’m aware of.’ You really mean that you don’t want to answer my question.”

“Ms. Williams, I would never lie to you.” He chuckles. “Besides, there is something called attorney client privilege.”

“Yeah?” Kim gets up and hops up onto the table. Jeremy’s eyes go wide in shock. “That crazy bat ruined my life, buddy. And I am fairly certain you were in on it. There are so damn many things I could do to you right now. I could violently end you. I could legally end you by telling authorities everything Emma did to me and how you helped cover up for her. She stole me from my real mother and made me her heir. She taught me everything I know. And I know everything about you.” She points an accusatory finger at Jeremy. “I could ruin you. But I am willing to play nice and let you tell me everything you know because I am her heir, and you can avoid that whole attorney client privilege bullshit because I am technically her child.” Kim stares deep into his eyes. The hatred emanating from her is enough to intimidate Jeremy into submission. He nods his head.

“Ok. I’ll tell you what you need to know.”

“Goodie!” Kim claps her hands before sitting down on the edge of the desk. “Now talk!”

“There was another child, yes.”

“Her own?”

“No.” He shakes his head. “Another foster, like you.”

“Oh so I have another sister!” Kim says cheerfully and jovially, which is ironic in this intense situation. “Yaaaay! Tell me all about my sister so we can play dress up and gossip about boys.”

“Uh…I’m afraid that information is confidential.”

“Not that bullshit again!” Kim exclaims before pulling up her skit, revealing a sharp knife attached to her tights. She takes it and jabs it onto his desk as a threat. Jeremy gulps and finally relents, nodding his head.

“Fine…but there’s not much to tell… I mean, I don’t know much…Emma kept her at her mansion.” He sighs. “I’m surprised you don’t know about her.”

“Mansion?” Kim scoffs. “I never lived in Emma’s lofty mansion. She kept me in a cabin out in the middle of nowhere away from society. How else do you think I ended up as crazy as I did?” She glares at Jeremy. “Just tell me what you know or elseI get all stabby.” Kim says threateningly. Jeremy nods his head.

“Look, all I know is her name. Her name was Annabelle. Marie Annabelle.”

This revelation shocks Kim to her core. She had suspected as much but still didn’t want to believe it. To hear this now confirmed is a shocker. It turns out Emma raised not only Kim but Marie. She raised them separately in different environments. Kim in squalor, Marie in the lap of luxury. This sociopath is responsible for Kim’s madness. It makes sense now. She may be responsible for Marie’s as well. Kim slowly gets off of the attorney’s desk. She tosses some cash at him.

“Here, that’s for the trouble I caused you.”

Kim slowly walks out the door. This is a startling revelation. But it does provide her with answers and perhaps a means of rescuing Marie, means to reaching through to her and bringing her out of this depression. But why would Marie keep this a secret from her?

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December 20th, 2023
St. Paul, Minnesota
On Camera
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We open inside of what appears to be a makeshift classroom. It is an old school classroom with a chalkboard. The words “Underground 101” is written on the chalkboard. There is a desk and sitting on the desk is an apply and Wasley the penguin. A few moments later and we see Kimberly Williams entering the scene from the right. The Woman Scorned is wearing torn denim jeans, black boots, a black t-shirt, and her Queens of Chaos logo black leather jacket. She is holding a yardstick wrapped in barbed wire.

“Welcome, kiddies, to Underground 101! I am your teacher, Ms. Williams, and I want to begin the class with a review of our lesson from last week. So tell me, anyone, what did we learn from Breakdown last week? Anyone? Buehler? Buehler?” Kimberly smacks the chalkboard with her barbed wire yardstick. “Come on, people! We covered this! We learned that when you fuck with Kimberly you’re gonna die! We learned that you cannot stop violence, you cannot stop the bloodletting, you cannot stop the barbarity, because there will always be some lunatic with a sadistic weapon running around taking people out for little to no good reason whatsoever!”

“These idiots who think that they are some kind of heroes fighting for morality are really just living in a fantasy world. You will never ever stop violence from wrestling and you will never ever bring an end to the Underground and you sure as hell won’t stop the Queen of the Death Match. I mean, look at what we saw these past two weeks of Fatal Fortunes, shall we? Last Man Standing Matches, Boiler Room Brawls, TLC Matches, Lube…” Kim shrugs her shoulders “...ok, well, the whole Lube thing is a different story…but the mayhem, the carnage, the chaos, it was all on full display. And then that second week of Fatal Fortunes? What did yours truly do? One by one damn one I hunted down and took out James Evans and his cult of weirdos and losers. That’s what we learned last week and I sure hope everyone was taking notes, especially the Jim Jones reject running around with my championship because I am going to finish burying your little House once and for all and take back what is rightfully mine.” Kim smirks devilishly.

“But now it is time for this week’s lesson. Pop quiz; who is a bigger threat to Crysta Zdunich’s livelihood, The Enigma or Kimberly Williams?” Kim starts to whistle the Final Jeopardy tune. When it ends she raps her barbed wire yardstick on the edge of the desk. “Time’s up! Crystal, sweetie, I know you have been dealing with a big ass boogeyman who plays mind games and loves smoke and mirrors, and hell, I gotta admit, I think I might even enjoy playing with The Enigmatic Enigma one day. But let’s face the reality of the situation, Zdunich. Enigma has thus far been just smoke and mirrors, just been playing mind games with you. And that’s gotten you rocked to your very core. That has you shaken like a damn leaf. You and Diamond tried to lock him up in a boiler room thinking that was gonna work. Seriously? Haven’t you watched Friday the 13th? Halloween? Jason Voorhees and Michael Myers always find a way out. You think that solved your Enigmatic problem?” Kim shakes her head. “Wrong. If that’s the way you try to defeat the big bad of a reject from a b-rate slasher flick then beating you in Underground Rules on Breakdown will be easy.” Kim snickers nastily.

“That’s not even the worst part, Crystal. See, you are running to and fro dealing with Enigma, but you can’t even get the job done. And what’s even worse for you, Crystal, is that your real threat isn’t The Enigma. The person you should be worried about is me.” Kim nods her head.

“That’s right, class! If you answered ‘KIMBERLY WILLIAMS’ on the pop quiz then you are correct! Give yourself an A! Give yourself a pat on the back!” She points a finger at the camera. “As for you, Crystal, I’ll give you a swift kick in the ass because you drew the unlucky short straw which means you have to face me in me environment, in my world, with my rules, my UNDERGROUND!” Kim laughs maniacally. “I haven’t been in an Underground Match since Under Attack and I am suffering from withdrawals. Withdrawals of violence. I need an outlet to unleash my violent rage and, sweetheart, you were elected!” She shakes her head.

“You are wondering around worrying yourself sick over a magician while you are about to set foot inside of a world you know next to nothing about. This is the Underground, Crystal, and while the doofus with a messiah complex might have the championship, I am STILL the Queen of the Underground, I am STILL the Queen of the Death Match, I rebuilt this Underground and I made it the prestigious prize that it is today. This is my world and you are about to set foot inside of it. You had better respect it. If you do not show your proper respect for this world, then you will suffer the consequences, the same consequences that Datura, Mordred, and Pain all suffered. Because when I compete in Underground rules, it isn’t just about the competition. This is my life. I hold the underground near and dear to my heart. I will defend it against anyone. Including you, Crystal.” She smirks devilishly. “So put away the books. The games are over. Its final exam time. You either pass the test or you fail miserably when I leave you in a bloody heap.” Kim winks at the camera.

“But don’t worry, my Enigmatic Friend, I’ll leave enough of her for you to finish off.” Kimberly smacks the chalkboard with her barbed wire yardstick one final time. “Class dismissed!” The camera fades to black.