Datura vs. Kimberly Williams

[The Matt]

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April 11th, 2023
Boston, Massachusetts
On Camera
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The insanity and chaos of Breakdown wrought a brand new Underground Champion in the form of “The Woman Scorned” Kimberly Williams. She did so by tricking Adam Allocco, stapling him in the ass in the process to earn the one fall she needed to become champion for a fourth time, tying Crusified Angel for the second most title reigns in the history of the Underground Division. Only one person has more reigns than the twisted ginger; five time champion Rachel Foxx. This accomplishment combined with her other accomplishments as Underground Champion, which include placing it in the main event of the first night of Rise To Greatness, getting into the main event of Body, Heart, & Soul, and on top of that, just simply forcing SCW to resurrect the title in the first place. All of this is an impressive resume for a woman who wants so badly to make her mark on the Underground Division and go down in history as one of its best champions and best representatives of the division. Yet The Woman Scorned still feels unsatisfied. After all, winning the championship is one thing but proving you deserve it, proving you’re not a fluke, is something entirely different. And for Kimberly, this fourth reign as Underground Champion is perhaps more important than any of her others. Many question her tactics in utilizing the Trios Contract to win back the championship. Still more question her behavior ever since Body, Heart, & Soul. It is up to the self-proclaimed Queen of the Death Match to prove that when it comes to professional wrestling, SCW, and especially the Underground Division, she is all business.

We open outside in the park in Boston, Massachusetts, the home of Kimberly Williams. It is a bright day outside. It is gorgeous and beautiful, a nice quiet day. The beauty is perhaps ready to be interrupted, the quiet is definitely going to be interrupted when we see the newly crowned champion and member of the Queens of Chaos herself, Kimberly Williams, entering the scene from the right. The Woman Scorned is wearing a plaid green skirt that stops just above the knee, a matching plaid green women’s blazer, a black crop top underneath the blazer, and stylish low heeled pumps. Her long red hair hangs straight to past the shoulders. She has her HKW Bloodlust Championship title belt draped over her right shoulder, the ‘Datura Invented’ Unsanctioned Championship title belt draped over her left shoulder, and the SCW Underground Championship title belt wrapped around her waist.

“Can I be serious for just one second?” Kim giggles softly. “Yeah, yeah, I know, me being serious is really gonna bring down the ratings, but trust me when I say that I need to get this off my chest. It won’t take long and your loveable lunatic will be back!” Kim says this while grinning from ear to ear. That grin slowly fades into a more stoic gaze, indicating that The Woman Scorned is indeed being serious this time.

“Most of my life I have been an outcast. Initially I blamed my family and then I would blame society. Finally my twin sister beat some sense into me and made me realize that I can’t just go on blaming everyone else. I was an outcast but it was through no fault of my own, it wasn’t anyone else’s fault, it’s just the way it happened. My step-father, Andreas Lasiewicz, is one hell of a poker player. The way he says it, it’s just like poker. Some people are dealt really good hands, might even get a damn royal flush. Others are dealt crappy hands. You make get a load of nothing. Nothing to work with. Just plain nothing. It isn’t fair, it’s just bad luck, and it’s life. So yes, I was an outcast. There was nowhere that I fit in. And I don’t say this because I want a pity party from anyone. I don’t want sympathy. I don’t need sympathy. I learned real quickly that just because you are dealt a bad hand doesn’t mean you are doomed. You can take that bad hand and work magic with it if you bust your ass and work hard. And that’s precisely what I did. I busted my ass, I worked hard, and after years and years of struggling and clawing to carve out an identity for myself, finally I found my identity. I found a place I belonged and I owe it to Supreme Championship Wrestling for helping me find that identity.” She pats the Underground Championship that is wrapped around her waist.

“This right here…the Underground Division is a place where I finally felt a sense of belonging. This right here was the first hardcore championship I would win. Then would come the MWE Chicago Way Championship, then the HKW Bloodlust Championship…I found my niche in this business, thanks to SCW for introducing me to the Underground Division. So as you can see, this championship means a great deal to me. That’s why this championship means a great deal to me, that’s why I DO take this championship seriously and why I am willing to put my body through hell, why I am willing to sacrifice so damn much for this championship! Because this right here represents how I finally began to fit in, how I was no longer an outcast, how I finally came to be…” she smiles again and sighs “...accepted. My death match fighting, which began right here in SCW, put me on the map and got me recognized by so many people, including the Queens of Chaos. Yeah, the QUEENS of Chaos, that isn’t a moniker I am giving myself, that is a group of people, a band of sisters, scattered across various promotions all over the world. I happen to be the lone Queens of Chaos member in SCW. They accepted me into their ranks recently. It wouldn’t have happened had it not been for SCW and this Underground Division.”

Kimberly looks down at the Underground Title belt wrapped around her waist. She shakes her head and then pats the Unsanctioned Title belt draped over her shoulder. “Although if you wanna get technical about it, it really began with this right here. The Unsanctioned Championship, also known as the Lizard Championship, also known as so many other things, but ultimately it came from the brilliantly lovely mind of my good friend and fellow unionizer Datura.” She waves furiously at the camera. “Hi, Datura! After we destroy each other on Breakdown we totes need to get together and plot a proletariat uprising!” Kimberly giggles again.

“Datura, you get just as much credit for helping me find my niche in this world as SCW does. Because while SCW did provide the platform, you and I were the actors on the stage. You and I were the ones putting asses in seats, asses that wanted to see when and where we would strike next in our massive chaotic race to staple each other’s asses! All to win this…” she pats the Unsanctioned Title belt “...the Unsanctioned Championship. Now sure, most everyone would call it ridiculous or childish to challenge for a title that isn’t even recognized and therefore doesn’t even exist. But then again, as long as two people think its important then that’s all that matters. If no one in the business gave a damn about the SCW World Championship then how much longer would that title last? It lasts because people do care about it. And this Unsanctioned Title meant a lot to you and it meant a lot to me. It meant so much to us that we chased each other from town to town, to arena after arena, until finally SCW ended our race by booking us in the first ever and still only ever Ass Stapling Match.” She throws her head back and laughs. “That’s how important this title was to you and I, it was important enough that we forced SCW’s hand, we made them book an Ass Stapling Match.”

“And to their credit they allowed it to happen. That’s why I credit SCW and you, Datura, for helping me to find myself, to find an identity for myself, so that I could become the loveable lunatic I am today! Thanks to you and SCW I am everyone’s favorite staple gun wielding penguin waving Betty White wearing Kimberly Williams! So much of the reason that I have my fans, my Kimmymaniacs who are so loyal to me, is because of you.” She bows her head. “And I thank you for everything you have done.” Kim reaches up and wipes a tear from her eyes. “It truly was a beautiful thing. You and I made magic, Datura, and ever since then I considered you a friend.”

“See, you get me. You truly do understand me, which is incredible because very few people walking this planet truly gets me, but you do. You understand that when I go to war with someone, go to war against someone, whatever the case may be, if I have ever shed blood with you, whether it be as enemies or allies, you earn my respect. If we do it again you start to earn my friendship, my trust. I consider you my friend because we have been to hell and back. Datura. You are one of those people who I would do absolutely anything for. Which is why I am glad to have this opportunity to face you one more time on Breakdown.” Williams shakes her head. “You have no idea how much it saddens me, how much it grieves me, to see you in the state that you are. You doubt yourself, you second guess yourself, and why? Because of a few minor bumps in the road? Because James Evans is being a dick? What happened that brought you down, Datura? What happened that made you question yourself? Because that’s not the Datura I know. That’s not the friend I went to hell and back with.” Williams shrugs her shoulders.

“Then again, I suppose one could say that I’ve been in the same boat. I have lost this Underground Championship three times now, and I have yet to handle losing it like a professional should. That’s on me.” Kim nods her head. “I suppose that each time I lost this championship, I began to doubt myself, I questioned myself as to whether or not I could make it back to the top. All my life I was just a reject, an outcast, and anything I had ever achieved people told me was just a result of a fluke. So needless to say, losing the Underground Title makes me wonder if becoming Underground Champion was a fluke to begin with. Those kinds of doubts and questions can seep into your head and make you crazy, or in my case make me even crazier than I already am. It made me crazy enough to do anything and everything to get it back.” She looks down briefly at the Underground Title belt around her waist and then back up at the camera. “Many of those things I did, I sincerely regret. I make no excuses. I did it because I love being Underground Champion.” A smirk forms on her face. Kim points a finger at the camera.

“Then I got to thinking, there is something you are passionate about, right Datura? Just as passionate as I am about being Underground Champion, there is something you are equally as passionate about if not more so.” Kim looks briefly at the Unsanctioned Title belt and then pats it. “You are still passionate about this, aren’t you? I can see it in your eyes and I can hear it in your voice when you speak about it. You created this. You beautifully unique individual, you created this to be yours, something uniquely yours, but then I came along like a thief in the night and beat you for it. Now I can’t help you get out of whatever rut you find yourself in. I can’t help you become tag team champions, that’s up to you and Bree. I can’t help you overcome your demons like James Evans. In fact, there is very little I can do for you, except for this…” she holds up the Unsanctioned Title “...on Breakdown, if SCW is willing to throw us another bone for old times sake, I’m will put this Unsanctioned Title, YOUR championship, on the line. I am prepared to give you the long overdue rematch you are owed.” She places the title back over her shoulder. Kim nods her head.

“I hope you accept. I mean, I am a real sucker for nostalgia and running back our match from ages gone by would be oh so fun! Then again, SCW may not even let us run it back.” Kim shrugs her shoulders. “Nevertheless, Datura, I think this is an opportunity for the both of us. We both find ourselves at a crossroads, we both find ourselves with questions we need to ask. You are asking yourself if any of this is worth it and damn it, Datura, I am telling you that it is! For me, it is worth it! Even if I never again win a big match scenario, even if I never ever win the big one, it is still and always will be worth it because of the fans! As long as I see one fan cheering me, or one fan waving a toy Wasley to encourage me, as long as I see even one fan sporting my merch, I will continue to do this job because this is about the fans! My Kimmymaniacs are worth it! So if nothing else, Datura, do it for the fans because trust me, they support you. They love you. If they love me after the insanity I’ve pulled, then they damn sure still love and support you.”

“As for me…” she pats the SCW Underground Title belt that is wrapped around her waist “...I need to silence the doubters. The critics out there who say I do not deserve this, that I stole this, that I am not worthy to wear this, I need to prove them wrong.” She shakes head. “I need to prove to the world that I am more than just tricks and funny business. I need to prove that me being Underground Champion again was more than just because of Trios. I need to prove that I am worthy of carrying this title and that I am still worthy of representing this division. I admit that I did not do myself any favors since Body, Heart, & Soul. Now is the time that I do damage control. Now is the time that the Kimberly Williams who went to war with Jordan Majors to win this title the first time, is the same Kimberly Williams who went to war with Konrad Raab to win it back, the same Kimberly Williams who went to war with four other opponents at Apocalypse last year to regain it. I need to prove that the only ‘fluke’ is the Kimberly Williams who needed a special stipulation to regain this championship.” She shakes her head. “I am not that person. You know that, Datura, because you know me. But I need to prove it to the world, I need to prove it to the locker room, and that means I need to take on all comers. I need to face anyone who wants to step up.” She points a finger at the camera.

“It’s your time to step up, Datura, and I am willing to put the one thing that you value, that you are passionate about, on the line, the Unsanctioned Title. As if you needed any further incentive to fight me with everything you have, I am giving you even more motivation.” She drops to her knees and almost acts if she is pleading, begging “So Datura, give me this one thing, grant me this one request! Bring me everything you got! Let’s go out there and dance just like old times sake! Let’s throw a party in that ring like only you and I can!” Kim stands back up, adjusts her title belts, and winks at the camera. “Datura, I know you still got it, I believe in you. And I am damn sure that I have it in me. So let’s go out there and steal the show my friend! Annnnd maybe afterwards we can work on unionizing SCW…” Kim shrugs her shoulders before skipping away happily, whistling as she goes. The camera fades to black.