Kimberly Williams vs. Jordan Majors

[The Matt]

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October 2nd, 2021
Whittier, Alaska
Off Camera
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Has any wrestling match ever lasted as long as the Underground Rules Match between Jordan Majors and “The Woman Scorned” Kimberly Williams has lasted?  To be perfectly honest, no one is quite sure if it still a sanctioned match.  No one in the management of Supreme Championship Wrestling has the guts to tell the psychotic Kimberly Williams any different.  In her deranged mind the match is still going on because it was contested in Underground Rules and an Underground Rules Match can only end by pin or submission.  So as far as Williams is concerned, this match is still going on, and has been going on since that infamous Breakdown, all throughout Apocalypse, and heading into the next Breakdown.  The Woman Scorned is coming off of an eight person tag victory at Apocalypse and isn’t scheduled to compete on the next Breakdown, but she will still be on the lookout for Jordan, with her mind set on ending this match, and maybe even Jordan herself, once and for all.

Tracking down Jordan and continuing this fight to the death isn’t the only thing on the deranged ginger’s mind.  The Woman Scorned is also focused on educating herself, researching into her family’s past.  She has only recently gotten to know her mother’s family, and she has her sisters to thank for that.  Marie Jones and Jessica Lasiewicz, at two different times during Kimberly’s SCW run, teamed up with her.  During their time on the road Kimberly got to know them and finally got to bond with a mother she never truly got to know, a mother who never got the chance to raise her, all because she was taken away at birth by a demented woman known as Emma “Storm” Floreschu.  Emma wanted to raise Kimberly as her heir and ultimate weapon.  Emma’s psychosis and sadism were passed onto Kimberly Williams.  The reason for Kimberly’s violent tendencies can be directly linked to the Floreschu family.

Kimberly had already gotten her revenge by murdering Emma years earlier.  Now she has kidnapped Emma’s sister, Sorinah Floreschu, and has tortured her, beaten her, but not killed her.  She needed information from her; and part of that information has to do with Kimberly’s past.  The Woman Scorned is determined to find out where she comes from, no matter who she has to kill along the way.  She did manage to get some information about her family.  Williams found out that her father, Sean Williams, had two siblings; a brother named Douglas who is now in prison and an aunt who has since changed her name to Cynthia Johnson and is living in Alaska.

Sorinah was not sure exactly where in Alaska Cynthia could be found but Kimberly did not need specifics.  Once she had Sorinah’s general location she was able to find the rest out for herself.  The Woman Scorned now finds herself seated on the grassy area outside of the Whittier Harbor Master building in Whittier, Alaska.  Williams is dressed in denim jeans, black boots, and a black t-shirt that has an image of Jordan Majors’ face on it with the words “Have You Seen This Woman” printed on the front.  Williams is wearing a black leather jacket..  She stares at the waters of the Passage Canal.  The mountains are impressive and beautiful.  It is shocking, Kimberly thinks; there have been very few things that Kimberly would ever describe as beautiful.  It is almost as if beauty is a foreign concept to The Woman Scorned.  Yet these waters and those mountains are beautiful.

“May I help you?” A male voice snaps Kimberly out of her reverie.  She turns and looks up at a large, muscular man in a wool sweater and denim jeans. He has a large beard.  Kimberly furrows her brow out of curiosity.

“Are you Cynthia?”

“Do I look like a Cynthia to you?” The man asks chuckling.

“Uh, no.” She snaps her fingers. “You look like a Tommy!  In fact, my boyfriend’s name is Tommy.  Are you my boyfriend in disguise?”

“Huh?” The man is now thoroughly confused. “Are you propositioning me, ma’am?”

“No…” Kimberly’s gaze turns into a scowl “...oh, wait, I get it!  You’re with Jordan Majors aren’t you?”

“Who?!”

“WAIT!” She stands up to her feet and produces her staple gun. “You ARE Jordan Majors!”

“What the hell are on about?  Are you mad?!”

“That’s a nice disguise, Jordan!  Nice beard you have glued on, you’re on stilts, probably some m muscle suit or some shit, but you won’t fool me!” Kimberly lunges wildly with the staple gun.  The man just barely jumps out of the way.

“You’re nuts, lady!” The man runs for cover.  Kimberly watches him as he runs off.  She smirks deivlishly.

“Well maybe I was wrong?  Maybe that’s not Jordan?” She shrugs her shoulders. “Oh well!”

Williams returns back to her grassy spot and sits back down.  She gazes back up at the mountains and the calm water.  She sees boats riding along in the canal.  Her mind starts to drift; she thinks about what all  she has done, especially to Sorinah Floreschu.  She Romanian woman has been tortured like mad and for what?  So Kim can extract information?  So Kim can get revenge?  There’s no going back from this.  Even if she were to let Sorinah go, she doubts Sorinah would stay silent about what Kim did.  Was any of this worth it?  Before The Woman Scorned can answer any of this she hears footsteps approaching from behind.  Williams spins around with her staple gun in hand.

“I have you now Jordan!” She waves the staple gun menacingly at the woman standing there.  She is older, definitely older enough to be Kimberly’s mother.  She tilts her head to one side and furrows. “You don’t look like Jordan.  I mean, you have no beard.”

“You…you’re not going to use that, are you?” The woman asks, sounding concerned.  Kim looks down at her staple gun and shakes her head before tucking it away in her pocket.

“Nah, that bad boy is only being used on Jordan Majors.”

“Who?”

“That doesn’t matter.  What matters is who you are and who I am.”  Kim shrugs her shoulders. “And sometimes I don’t even know who I am.  So lets start with you.  Who are you?”

“Uh, I’m Cynthia.  Cynthia Johnson.” She produces a picture of Kimberly Williams and holds it up. “I received your message about wanting to meet me.  From what you’ve told me you’re my niece.  Is that correct?”

“Aunt Cynthia!” Kim exclaims loudly and happily, lunging forward and embracing  Cynthia in a tight hug.  Williams notices that Cynthia is gasping for air.  Realizing that she may have been squeezing a little too tightly Kim releases her grip and smiles sheepishly.

“Sorry, Auntie!  I forget how strong I am!”

“It’s uh, it’s quite alright.” Cynthia says as she tries to regain her composure. “Do you, uh, want to go inside where it is a little warmer?”

“Not really.” Kim shakes her head. “I kinda like it out here.”

“Really?”

“Uh-huh,” she points to the scenery, namely the waters and the mountains “its real beautiful out here.”

“I suppose so.”

“You suppose so?” Kim asks, somewhat curiously. “C’mon, Auntie!  It looks gorgeous!”

“I guess I’m just used to the view.  You do tend to get used to your surroundings after spending as much time here as I have.  But if you do want to get a closer look at the water we can go down to the boat docks.”

“Really?” Kim asks excitedly.  Cynthia nods her head.

“Certainly.” Cynthia walks forward towards the docks, the pier, and motions for Kimberly to follow her.  The Woman Scorned follows Cynthia, a woman she had only just met a few minutes ago, down the pier and towards the boat landing.  They pass several boats along the way and Kimberly is impressed by all of them.  They come to a specific boat, a smaller boat but definitely good for fun.  She pats it.

“What do you think about this one?”

“It looks amazing.  Whose is it?”

“Not mine, I assure you.” She chuckles. “I’m saving up money to hopefully buy a boat of my own but this one does belong to a close friend of mine.  She wouldn’t mind us getting inside if you wanted.”

“Seriously?!”

“Seriously.”

Kim grins from ear to ear.  You don’t have to ask her twice.  The Woman Scorned rushes to jump into the boat.  Cynthia chuckles lightly as she follows her newly discovered niece into the boat.  She finds Kimberly gazing out over the edge at the water.  Williams is enthralled by the sights.

“This is awesome!”

“I’m glad you enjoy it.  Now I know you said you were my niece but what was your name again?”

“Oh, sorry!” Kim laughs.  She extends a hand. “Kimberly.  Kimberly Williams.”

“Kimberly WILLIAMS is it?” She smiles warmly as she accepts the handshake. “I am surprised you didn’t choose to take your mother’s name.”

“Well me and mom didn’t get along until just recently.  Hell, we didn’t even know each other existed until several years ago.  Plus Kimberly Jones just doesn’t have a nice ring to it, y’know?  It isn’t marketable.” She points at Cynthia. “And you’re Cynthia, right?  Cynthia Williams.”

“Yes…” she sighs “...well, I used to be.  I’m Cynthia Johnston now.”

“Why not Williams?  Did you get married?” Kim asks, knowing full well the answer.  She just wants to hear it from Cynthia.  But Cynthia dodges the question, instead focusing it back on Kimberly herself.

“If you don’t mind me asking, how did you manage to find me?” She chuckles. “I mean, Whittier is pretty much as off the grid as you can get.”

Kimberly smirks. “You did good about staying off the grid but not good enough.  Trust me, I am an expert about staying off the grid.  While I’m here visiting I can give you some tips about staying off the radar, maybe even tell you where you went wrong and how I was able to find you.” She winks knowingly.

“Why did you want to find me?” Cynthia asks curiously.

“I honestly did not know about you until just now.  I knew my brother had one daughter, Marie.  But I had no idea he had twin daughters.  He never told me that.”

“That’s because he didn’t know, either.  Marie and I were separated from mom and dad at birth. Long story short, Marie and I reunited and through her I got to know my mom and her family.  But I’m still missing half of the equation.  The Jones family only makes up half of who and what I am.  It only makes up for half of my identity.  I want to know about my dad and his family.  My dad’s family makes up for the other half of who I am.” Kimberly cackles like a maniacal witch. “Frankly, Auntie, I am pretty fucked up, if we’re being honest.  And I kinda sorta want to know why?  I want to know is all of this nature or nurture?  I want to know who the hell I am.  I know what it means to be a Jones but I need to know what it means to be a Williams.”

“I see…” Cynthia’s voice trails off.  Kim notices that Cynthia seems a little off.  No longer is she as happy as she was when she first met Kim.

“Is something wrong?”

“It’s just that…” she sighs “...I’m not sure you want to hear the story.”

“Trust me, Auntie.  I can take it.”

“Are you sure?”

“Look, I have traveled all the way from Boston, Massachusetts to find you here.  I’m not going away empty handed.”

Cynthia pauses for a moment to collect her thoughts.  She shrugs her shoulders. “Very well.  Your father…he was…” Cynthia is clearly getting distraught.  Kim walks over and gently places an arm around her shoulders.

“It’s ok.  Take your time.”

“Your father, Sean Williams, he was a good man.  All he ever wanted to do his entire life was to help people.  His first avenue of helping people was to become a priest in the Catholic Church.  He thought by saving souls he could be of assistance.”

“A priest?” Kim rolls her eyes. “Well that’s boring.”

“Not really.  He had plans on becoming an exorcist.”

“Oh now we’re talking!” Kim’s face lights up.  “So what made my dad give up on his career choice of fighting demons?”

“Your mother.” Cynthia responds flatly.

“Oh…”

“Everything went off track for him when he met Angelica.  He was head over heels in love with her.  And maybe she was honestly and truly in love with him as well?  Who knows, I am not going to try and read her mind.  But it was a relationship that was doomed from the start.  A priest falling in love with a nun?  It just isn’t supposed to happen.  It’s scandalous.”

“It’s funny.” Kim says with a smirk on her face.

“You say that but a relationship between a priest and a nun, a relationship that was NOT meant to be, that is banned from happening in the church, it was doomed to fail.  And so it came as to no surprise to me that your father and mother eventually split up.  And I hated how depressed your father got…he was severely depressed over his break up with Angelica.”

“Did he ever snap out of it?”

“It took a long time but ironically enough it was his brother who snapped him out of the depression.”

“You mean my uncle Douglas?”

“You’ve heard of him, then?” Cynthia asks.

“Not much.” Kim says, lying through her teeth. “Just his name and that he’s my uncle.”

“Well your uncle was the opposite of Sean; Douglas was a rebel, a lover of chaos, and a trouble maker.  We knew Douglas was in a downward spiral as far as his life was concerned.  He was always in trouble with the law for one thing or another.”

“But how does my dad factor into this?  How did this help snap my dad out of the depression?”

Cynthia sighs. “It was inadvertent, I assure you.  See, Kim, there had been a string of murders in town.  Most of them women, all murdered by some serial killer.  The town was frightened because no one knew who it was.  But then your uncle Douglas was caught in the act of assaulting a woman.  She managed to escape but the police caught your uncle and arrested him.”

“My God…” Kim says, her voice trailing off; she knew about this but still acts as if she is surprised.

“It brought shame to our family.  Do you really want to become the sister of Ted Bundy?  Or the brother of Jack the Ripper?  Because that’s what happened to your father and me.  It hurt Sean the worst because he and Douglas were identical twins, much like you and Marie.  So even though it wasn’t him who committed the murders, everyone who saw him walking down the street still saw the face of Douglas, the man who killed so many people.”

“And you’re telling me that somehow snapped him out of his depression?” Kim asks, somewhat skeptical.  Cynthia nods her head in response.

“It snapped him out of the depression because it gave him something to strive for.  It gave his life purpose again.  His first purpose had been to save souls, then his purpose had been your mother, but now his purpose would be to restore honor to our family name.  He joined the police force.  He also began taking college courses on the sides, studying law, with an end goal of eventually taking the bar exam and becoming a lawyer.  He wanted to be a prosecutor to take down people like our brother and bring them to justice.” Cynthia sighs deeply. “But just like his previous two purposes in life, this too was taken from him by your mother.  Your mother took that purpose from him when she murdered him, putting a bullet through his head.”

Cynthia wipes tears from her eyes. “Kimberly, I am glad you that came to visit me.  You are welcome to stay with me as long as you wish while you are here.  And you are welcome to visit me anytime in the future.” She runs her hand through Kim’s long red hair. “You look a lot like your father.  But I will never forgive your mother for what she did to my brother.”

“You know she was declared insane right?”

“Ah yes, the insanity plea.” she rolls her eyes. “I don’t buy it.  I’m surprised a judge and a jury bought it.  She conned the world and as a result my brother didn’t get justice.  She now walks free because the mental institution eventually declared her mentally well.  She walks free.  But my brother, your father, is still dead.” Cynthia shakes her head. “I’m sorry, Kim.  I shouldn’t have gone off on you, like that.  It’s not your fault your mother is Angelica Jones.  And you are still my niece.”

“It’s ok, Auntie.  Seriously, that’s something you don’t get over that easily.” She shrugs. “To be honest, I’m not sure I’m completely over it myself.  I never got to meet my dad.  I had that robbed of me.  That’s why I’m here.  I want to get to know him and right now you’re the closest connection I have to my dad.”

“And I will be happy to tell you anything you want to know.” She embraces Kim in a tight hug. “And I look forward to getting to know you better.” As they hug tightly Kimberly thinks to herself about how she yet again lied to her aunt Cynthia.  Cynthia isn’t the only connection she has to her deceased father.  There is still her uncle Douglas, who has been sitting on death row ever since being convicted of the multiple murders.  It’s just a matter of finding him.  And hoping she can get in to visit him.  Kimberly’s quest for her history, her background, knowledge about her father does not end here.  The Woman Scorned knows all too well when people are either lying or leaving out part of the truth.  She can tell that her aunt Cynthia isn’t telling her everything there is to know.  What is she leaving out?  What is she hiding?  Douglas would know and seeing as he is on death row, with no hope, he would have no reason to lie to Kimberly Williams.  He has nothing to lose.