David Striker vs. Kimberly Williams

[The Matt]

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February 22nd, 2024
Vancouver, BC, Canada
Off Camera
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With Breakdown concluded, Retribution is now one week away. Everyone now has a clear path towards Glendale, Arizona and the Retribution event. For the reigning SCW Underground Champion Kimberly Williams, her path runs into David Striker, the man who recently defeated her in a non-title Underground Match on Breakdown. Most champions wouldn’t be so eager to get back into the ring with the person who just beat them, nor would they be eager to put their championship on the line against that person so soon after the defeat. But as usual, Kimberly is far from being typical. The Woman Scorned is eager to go face to face with Striker one more time in another Underground Match, only this time will be different. This time Kimberly plans to bring even more chaos, violence, and bloodshed; because this time her Underground Title will be on the line and she cannot afford to bring anything less than her absolute best (or worst, depending on your perspective) at Retribution.

The self-proclaimed Queen of the Death Match has a bit of a spring in her step as she skips down the hall of the Pan Pacific Vancouver hotel in Vancouver Canada. With Breakdown having come to an end, Kim plans to make an unexpected visit to her twin sister, “The Phoenix” Marie Jones. Marie was in action tonight in a losing effort to United States Champion Deanna Frost. Arenas across the country have had a bit of a lighter, happier feel for Kim lately, especially since Body, Heart, & Soul. The obvious reason is that James Evans and The House of James influence is no longer around. Kimberly can have her Underground the way she wants it, as bloodthirsty and violent and chaotic as she wants it, without interference from Evans or his followers. The other reason for Kim’s happier attitude backstage is the fact that Kim has her sister back by her side. Sure, Kimberly has definitely done more than just hold her own since Marie’s departure, Kimberly has excelled since Marie left SCW. Kim became a five time Underground Champion, became number one contender for the World Title, went bell to bell in Taking Hold of the Flame, won a Trios Tournament. Kimberly has been a breakout star since being out on her own. Yet there’s no amount of accomplishments, accolades, or trophies that can replace family and Kim is thrilled to have her family back by her side.

This is why Kim has such a happy vibe, happier than usual anyway, as she skips through the halls of this hotel in search of her sister’s room. The Woman Scorned is dressed in a penguin onesie. A giddy grin is plastered across her face. The demented ginger eventually comes to a stop in front of a room, number 244. She grins and then knocks real loud. “Room service!” Kim declares loudly. She waits patiently, hearing movement from within. Eventually the door opens and she grins as she sees her twin sister, Marie Jones, standing there on the other end. Even though their faces are identical, the dress is definitely a contrast in style. Marie is dressed nicely in a black knee length skirt, heels, and a red blouse. Kim holds her arms out wide for a hug. “Sorry! I lied!”

“You lied?” Marie asks curiously.

“Yes, turns out I’m not room service after all.” Kim shrugs her shoulders. “I’m your hug-o-gram!”

“Hug-O-Gram?” Marie furrows her brow. “Is that anything like a kiss-o-gram?”

“Yeah, only hugs, because kissing your sister? Ewww, gross.” Before she can react, Marie is taken by Kim and embraced in a tight hug. Eventually Marie breaks free of the hug and laughs.

“Ok, ok, thanks for the warm welcome!” Marie steps aside and motions for Kim to step inside. Kim nods her head and obliges, stepping across the threshold and into the hotel room. Kim skips over to the king sized bed and immediately sprawls out on it. Marie gazes down at her eccentric sister, folding her hands over her chest as if she is judging her. “What’s with the ridiculous getup?”

“Wasley told me I’d look cute!”

“Wasley your boyfriend or Wasley the penguin?”

“Wasley the penguin, of course!” Kim declares. “My boyfriend is back home.”

“Right.” Marie rolls her eyes. “You still look ridiculous.”

“Well why is it that you have a king sized bed?” Kim fires back. “You aren’t hiding some secret lover here somewhere?”

“Now why would I do that?”

“Does the name Julianne ring any bells?”

“Touche.” Marie answers as she sits down on the edge of the bed next to Kim, who then sits up and scoots over next to her sister.

“Seriously though, you aren’t hiding Julianne anywhere, are ya?”

“No, I swear.” Marie shakes her head. “You know that I would not try to sneak anything past you. I can’t get anything past you. I just like big king size beds in big fancy rooms like that because, well, I like nice stuff.”

“You get that from mom.” Kim winks. “In fact, you get most stuff from mom.”

“What did you get from mom?”

“Her penchant for violence.” Marie laughs. Kim then leans over and hugs Marie again. “It is great to have you back in SCW, sis.”

“You don’t mean that.” Marie shakes her head.

“Of course I do! SCW hasn’t been the same without you! I haven’t been the same without you!”

“Don’t sell yourself short.” Marie shakes her head. “I mean, c’mon, you never needed me. You proved as much after I left. I kept dragging you down, I used you in MY own selfish goal of becoming SCW World Champion. But you? After I left you ended up establishing yourself as the undisputed Queen of the SCW Underground Division. You won a Trios Tournament. Those are things I have never done and probably never will.”

“Stop that talk right now, young lady!” Kimberly says in a mocking tone. “We are basically clones, right? I will NOT hear my clone talk down about herself! You want to be SCW World Champion someday? You will get there. I know it.”

“Thanks for the vote of confidence.” Marie sighs. “I’m not so sure. I beat Aisling. But I lost to Deanna tonight.”

“Big deal!” Kim exclaims. “So did I! But guess what? You put up one heck of a fight and that is what matters!” She pats Marie on the back. “Now you just march into Retribution and rebound against ol’ Wolfy.”

“I’ll try.” Marie nods her head in agreement. “What about you? Are you SURE you want David Striker again?”

“Of course!” Kim grins from ear to ear. “Look at the beautiful chaos we created together in our Underground Match! It was glorious! I think I fell in love!”

“With Striker?”

“No, silly, with the violence of it all!” Kim giggles. “The beautiful, glorious violence! I think I finally found someone in David Crockett Striker that I can depend upon to uphold the standard of MY Underground Division. Sure, people have beaten me. Deanna beat me but integrity was more her thing and, as much as I respect her, you can’t really have integrity in the Underground. You have to embrace the chaos, she was unwilling. Owen Cruiserweight beat me but he was too worried about being World Champion. Jim Jones Evans beat me but he only did it to carry on his nonsensical nonviolence bullshit. But this guy? Davey Crockett Striker? I think he might be THE ONE!” Kim shakes her head. “Not Kirsten Scott, but THE ONE!”

“Well for your sake I hope you get what you want.”

“I’m definitely gonna get what I want!” Kim falls back flat on the bed and shouts happily. “Beautiful, glorious, carnage and chaos!”

“With you and that Striker guy, I am certain you will get plenty of that carnage and chaos.” Marie smirks. Kim sits back up and turns towards Marie, grinning from ear to ear. Marie then grows a little more serious, a little more focused. “But uh, Kim, since you are here, I wouldn’t mind asking you about your friend…”

“Wasley?”

“No, not him.”

“Caligula?”

“That’s a hamster.”

“Still a friend!”

“The guy…” Marie shrugs her shoulders “...I don’t remember his name, but the last time I saw him he mistook me for you and he was pissed…”

“Oh, you mean Larry.” Kim grins knowingly. “Larry is a real fun guy, isn’t he?”

“Fun is an interesting way of putting it.” Marie is definitely uncomfortable talking about Kim’s friend Larry. Her first, and so far only, encounter with Larry was not a very friendly one. It left Marie shaken and more than a little concerned for Kimberly’s well being, especially if this is the kind of people she hangs out with. “Look, Kim, he thought I was you. And he seemed pretty pissed off…I have no clue what the heck he was ranting about but whatever it was, he feels like you wronged him in some way. Kim…you’re not in any trouble, are you?”

“Am I in trouble?” She snickers. “I roll around in thumbtacks and barbed wire for a living.” She points to her head as if she’s insane. “I think the only ‘trouble’ I’m in is right up here!”

“I’m serious!” Marie protests. “This guy, this Larry, he seemed very agitated with you.”

“Yeah and your point is?” Kim laughs. “C’mon, Marie, I agitate people all of the time. That’s my job. Sarah Wolfy, Jimmy Jones Evans, Juneau McFrosty, Shaun Cruiserweight…do you want me to continue? Hell, I think the only person other than you on the SCW roster that isn’t constantly agitated by me is Oktoberfest.”

“You’re making this seem like a simple misunderstanding but it is bigger than that. And don’t try to brush it off like it isn’t a big deal because I know otherwise, I can tell that this guy is angry with you, for whatever reason he is pissed off with you and seriously, I am concerned.” Marie clasps Kim’s hands. “We only got back together as sisters. I don’t want to see you in trouble. Or God help, I don’t want to lose you.”

“Oh poo, you had to play the ‘Concerned Sister’ card.” She sticks her tongue out at Marie. “You KNOW that the Concerned Sister card is my one weakness.”

“And I’ll play it all the time.” Marie winks.

“You’re becoming a prude again.” Kim rolls her eyes. “Maybe you should rejoin Inner Peace?”

“Kim!”

“I’m kidding!” She sighs. “Look, I get it, you’re being protective of me, and I appreciate that. But I insist that my relationship with Larry is completely innocent.”

“This isn’t like me and Julianne, is it?”

“What? You mean you think me and Larry are…” Kim throws her head back and laughs “...God no! First of all, Larry is a gentleman and therefore BORING and not my type! Secondly, I would NEVER date someone who was once possessed by a demonic entity.”

“Demonic entity?” Marie furrows her brow in confusion.

“Yes! I mean, no, I mean…look, he may or may not have thought he was possessed by a demonic entity. That’s part of what led him to being institutionalized, just like me! And that is the nature of our relationship. We both landed up in the same loony bin. We both endured a similar traumatizing time while recovering from severe mental breakdowns. We both needed help to survive that place and we were there for each other.”

Marie studies Kim’s facial expression as she recounts this story. To Marie’s surprise, she watches as tears form in Kim’s eyes. It is very rare that Kim ever gets this emotional. It is very rare that Kim ever lets her ‘real self’ out. Being real, being serious, it is one of the few things Kim is genuinely afraid of. It even rocks Marie to see Kim going to this place as she recounts these memories.

“I won’t lie to you. There were times in that place that I thought, very seriously, about ending it all.”

“You never told me.”

“I didn’t want to tell you. But Larry talked me down. Here’s another thing you didn’t know; before you started visiting me while I was locked up, while my mind was twisted and corrupt, I still hated you guys. You…mom…everyone. Larry talked me down from that too. He convinced me to give you all a chance.”

“So that’s why you were so receptive when I started visiting?” Marie asks. Kim nods her head.

“Yeah. Larry convinced me to give you a chance.” Kim smiles warmly, sincerely. “And I’m glad he did. Because I love you, Marie. I love mom. I love Jessica. I love my nephew. I would do anything for you guys.”

“Kim I…” Marie shakes her head “...I had no idea.”

“I promise that’s all there is to mine and Larry’s relationship. We helped each other back then. We’re keeping in touch so that we can keep one another honest, because we both know that it is all too easy to fall back into that dark place.”

“And he doesn’t question your sanity for being the Queen of the Death Match?” Marie asks. Kim laughs.

“Larry thinks it is a healthy outlet for my psychosis!”

“Well that’s nice, but…” Marie shakes her head “...Kim, I admit that you are the far superior liar between the two of us, but we are identical twins and I can sense when you are holding something back.”

“Well I swear on Jonathan Knots’s life…”

“Wait…Knots?”

Kim rolls her eyes. “Ok, fine, I swear on Oktoberfest’s life…”

“You can do better than that.” Marie shakes her head.

“Oh alright! I swear on Wasley’s life…better?” Kim asks. Marie nods her head. “Then I swear on Wasley’s life that I am NOT lying.” She grins. “But yes, I am leaving some rather important information out!” Marie isn’t exactly pleased with Kim’s games or her admission that she is leaving something out. Jones sighs and shakes her head.

“Alright, I won’t press the issue any further. But Kim, please, for my sake, for my sanity, watch yourself. Be careful.”

“I promise!” She playfully salutes “Sir, Yes Sir!

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February 24th, 2024
Boston, Massachusetts
Off Camera
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It is Saturday, just a few days since Breakdown and Kimberly’s hotel room sit-down with her identical twin sister Marie Jones. Kimberly is certainly glad to have Marie back with her at SCW events but this served as a reminder of that sometimes Marie can be a bit of a pain. It isn’t Marie’s fault. Marie, in all actuality, is looking out for the Queen of the Death Match and is giving her solid advice. Kimberly should watch out for herself, she should be careful, especially when it concerns Larry. Kimberly knows that her longtime friend Larry Dempsey does have a history of violence stemming from psychotic episodes, just like Kim herself. But it isn’t the violence she is concerned about. Kim knows better than anyone that Larry, like Kim, has his own unique method of containing and controlling his violent nature. There is something else about Larry Dempsey that bothers Kim, something that no one needs to know, something dangerous not only to Kim but to her entire existence. That is why her relationship with Larry must be kept at arm’s length, away from her family, away from her friends. Kim must keep this relationship with her and Larry bound to that simple Waffle House in Baltimore, Maryland. She cannot afford for that to escape into the rest of her life. Thankfully, Kimberly feels as if she has, for now, done a good job of containing it.

As it stands, The Woman Scorned still has two concerns; one is her upcoming Underground Championship Match against David Striker at Retribution. The other is her family, specifically her nephew Sean Connor Jones, Marie’s son. While Marie is rehabilitating from her time in Inner Peace, living with her mother Angelica Jones to prove that she can stand on her own two feet, Kim is living at Marie’s home and taking care of Sean. Kimberly is lying on the plush comfortable sofa in the exquisite living room. She is wearing torn denim jeans and a black “Queens of Chaos” logo t-shirt. Her feet are bare. Sean is sitting on the floor directly in front of the television watching SCW Breakdown reruns, specifically one of his Aunt Kim’s matches.

“You’re awesome, Aunt Kim.” Sean declares.

“Of course I am!” Kim answers quickly. “But, uh, just out of curiosity, why am I awesome this time?”

“Mom would never let me sit this close to the television!” Kim turns and looks. She sees Sean is practically face to screen with the tv. She snickers.

“I dunno how you can see when you’re that close, kiddo, but hey, whatever floats your boat! As long as you don’t accidentally hurt yourself I think I’m doing my job.”

“Mom thinks it’ll hurt my eyes.”

“Your mom is also a prude.” Kim sighs. “But she’s probably right about that…maybe you should scoot back just a smidge, huh?”

Sean nods and then scoots back to a little more comfortable level. Kimberly grins and gives a nod of approval. Sean resumes the watching of the television while Kim just gets comfortable and tries to fall asleep. The best she could use right now about a week before an Underground Title Match is some sleep. Unfortunately getting that rest and relaxation is easier said than done. Almost immediately after she shuts her eyes she hears a loud knocking at the door. Kim quickly sits up.

“Ok, I wasn’t expecting anyone.” She looks at Sean. “You don’t have any friends coming over, do ya kiddo?”

“No, Aunt Kim.”

“Hmmm…” Kim thinks for a moment, but then the knocking comes again, louder this time. The eccentric ginger rolls her eyes. “Oh alright! I’m coming!” Kimberly swings her legs over the side and then stands up. She makes her way out of the living room and then down the hall towards the door. She opens the door and much to her surprise does she find Larry Dempsey standing there in loose fitting denim jeans, a plain white t-shirt, and a brown jacket.

“Greetings, Kimberly.”

“Sean!” Kim shouts. “Stay in the living room!” Kim then pushes Larry outside. She steps outside herself and shuts the door behind her. “What in the name of fuck are you doing here?!”

“You do not seem pleased to see an old friend.”

“You damn right I’m not pleased. I’m absolutely furious! What are you doing here?”

“What’s wrong?” Larry shrugs his shoulders. “Do we not regularly visit one another in Baltimore?”

“Ok, for starters, I want to KEEP IT IN BALTIMORE! Next, I know you know where I live because I did share that much with you, but this is NOT my house! This is my sister’s house and I didn’t tell you that.” Kim points a finger at him. “That’s stalkerish shit right there. Stalker shit is my shtick. Do NOT steal my shtick!”

“Kimberly, my friend, I value our friendship. And I have, as they say, bent over backward to respect your wishes. But after so long you have forced my hand.”

“What the hell is that supposed to mean, Larry?”

“You know exactly what I mean.” He glares, almost angrily, at her. “You are shirking your responsibilities.”

“My responsibilities are two that kiddo in there,” she points towards the home “my nephew Sean. My responsibility is also towards Supreme Championship Wrestling. In one week I am going to fulfill my obligation to SCW by putting on the greatest Underground war ever against my new bestie Davey Crockett Striker. That is where my responsibilities lie, Larry.” Kim pokes him in his chest. “And if you are referring to the special project…well that is YOUR responsibility, not mine.”

“For the final time…” Larry’s voice grows louder and louder “...SHE! She is a human being! She is NOT a project!”

“Fine, fine, SHE…” she pokes Larry again “...but she is still YOUR responsibility.”

“We disagree on that, Kimberly. She is your responsibility and I think it is high time you get more involved in the…” he sighs “...special project as you call her.”

“Is something wrong?” Kim arches a brow.

“Yes.” He nods his head. “She has been acting out lately. She has gotten into much trouble.”

“Is she safe?” Kim asks, a hint of concern washing across her face. Larry nods his head.

“Yes, she is safe, I managed to keep her safe for now. But I warn you, Kimberly, she is headed down a dark path, one that I alone may not be able to keep her safe from.”

“Oh bullshit, Larry. Aren’t you the raging psycho who got thrown into the loony bin and later blamed it on demons? Right?”

“For the last time I don’t…” he shakes his head “...it isn’t worth it. My point is that she is heading down a dark path and I may not be able to help her by myself. I need your help, Kimberly. The girl needs your help.”

“Quit being so emotional about this.” She rolls her eyes. “Need I remind you of how this special project came to exist?”

“No but I am certain you will remind me anyway.”

“Damn right I am.” Kim grows more and more serious. “This project exists solely because of the maniacal, twisted scheming of that sociopathic monster that took me from my family when I was an infant, that monster named Emma Floreschu who poisoned my mind and made the psycho that I am today. This project…was conceived for the sole purpose of creating and causing more chaos. The only reason I didn’t let it die on its own is because unlike Emma, I do have a heart. So please, Larry, know your role and keep this project out of trouble. Keep it under the radar. No one must know of its existence.” Larry slaps Kim across her face.

“SHE!” He shouts angrily. Kim, for her sake, is stunned that Larry actually slapped her. He quickly calms down and shakes his head. “I…I apologize for striking you, Kimberly.”

“Nah…it’s cool…”

“Kimberly, listen and listen closely. What you are doing to this GIRL, what you are asking ME to do to this GIRL, is precisely what Emma did to you. You want to keep her isolated…secluded from society…hidden from everyone. What do you think that will do to her?” Kim remains quiet for a long, tense moment. She doesn’t want to answer. “Answer me, Kimberly.” Larry commands.

“She’ll…she’ll become like me.”

“Yes, specifically she will become like you at your worst, at your most evil.” Larry places a hand on Kim’s shoulder. “I can only do so much, Kimberly. I need your help.”

“Fine.” Kim nods her head. “You win. I will make time to see her.”

“When?”

“Sometime soon?” Kim shrugs.

“When?” Larry repeats himself. Kim rolls her eyes.

“Oh alright. I will make time to see her before Retribution. Is that better?”

“Much.” Larry smiles warmly. “Thank you, Kimberly. Again, I apologize for upsetting you.”

“Yeah, yeah, whatever.”

Williams turns and immediately walks back into the house, shutting the door behind her without even saying goodbye to her friend Larry. This is the last thing she wanted. She didn’t want to get involved in this again. But if what Larry is saying is true then Kim has no choice. She must make a side trip to Baltimore before Retribution to see her ‘special project’...

…to see her daughter.