Deanna Frost vs. La Pequena Luz vs. Kimberly Williams vs. Adam Allocco

[The Matt]

2 of 2
======

==========
July 1st, 2023
Boston, Massachusetts
Off Camera
==========

The dangerously eccentric ginger known to the SCW universe as Kimberly Williams is passionate about many things. Those who follow her career know that she values her SCW Underground Championship and that she takes great pride in her death match wrestling. The Woman Scorned takes her position as the leader of the Underground division very seriously, which is why is she is looking forward to the marquee match taking place on Breakdown pitting herself against the likes of Deanna Frost, La Pequena Luz, and Adam Allocco. A four way match of that magnitude with that kind of talent is just the way to build momentum heading into the historic Rise To Greatness XX event. The importance of such a match is not lost on Kimberly Williams. Still, as much as she values her current spot in Supreme Championship Wrestling, those closest to her recognize that there are a few things that she values even more than her precious Underground Championship. What could The Woman Scorned value more than her title?

Family.

So when she found out that her nephew was being manipulated, influenced, and corrupted by three juvenile delinquents at his school, The Woman Scorned made it her mission to try and set him straight. Kimberly did her best to talk some sense into him but it wasn’t until he got caught red handed perpetrating an actual crime, the crime of breaking and entering and vandalism, it wasn’t until Sean was faced with the prospect of real time in juvenile detention, that he was ‘scared straight’ so to speak. Sean finally listened to reason. He listened to what his mother and his aunt Kim had to say and he changed his ways. He even fully cooperated with authorities to nail his former friends, the same kids who manipulated him from the beginning. Unfortunately by cooperating with authorities, those three kids; Kyle, Jackson, and Max; are now making Sean’s life a living hell. And Kimberly just learned hours ago that they plan to jump him later on this evening in order to settle the matter once and for all.

These three kids may just be juveniles, but the wording is the same as any other gang. Settling the score once and for all means one thing and one thing only to those types; finality. They want to put an end to Sean with a ruthless beating unlike any other he has been forced to take thus far. What they do not know is that Sean has a guardian angel watching his back tonight, and that guardian angel is his aunt, the Queen of the Death Match Kimberly Williams.

This so-called ‘guardian angel’ is dressed in green camouflage as she crawls along the dense treeline that is situated just across from a large park just within the Boston limits. The demented ginger is even carrying her penguin Wasley, who is also wearing a camouflage vest for this occasion. Kimberly is wearing a military helmet, green, with a large shrub sticking to the top of it. Kim is crawling on the ground with Wasley, talking to the stuffed penguin about her plans for this evening.

“Ok Wasley, sixty five degrees north longitude west 55 degrees south latitude at a ninety degree angle facing fifty-eight degrees northeast and you see our target alpha beta gamma delta one.” Kim pauses and looks at the empty gaze on Wasley. Kim rolls her eyes. “What do you mean you don’t know who that is? Look!” Kim hoists Wasley up just over the tree-line so that the toy penguin can ‘see’ the park. Off in the distance, but not too far away, is Kim’s nephew Sean. Kim then brings Wasley back down. “Alpha beta gamma delta one is code for my nephew Sean! Remember?” Again there is no response from Wasley the penguin. Williams sighs out of frustration.

“I don’t even know why I bothered to bring you along, Wasley. You didn’t help me at Taking Hold of the Flame. Why would I think you’d help me now? Look, you don’t even need to remember any of our codes. Just sit back and relax and watch out for our targets; Jackass, Dumbass, and No Ass…” Kim smacks herself on the forehead “...oh, right, you don’t know the code. Dumbass is Kyle, Jackass is Jackson, and No Ass is Max.” Kim sets Wasley down and then picks up a pair of binoculars. She peers out from over the brush and looks out at the park, looking at Sean. “As soon ass Jackass, Dumbass, and No Ass arrive, the fun shall commence.” She turns her attention back to Wasley. “Don’t worry, Wasley. No one will get hurt….well, their feelings might get hurt. Its a small price they must pay for being stupid enough to target my nephew.”

The Woman Scorned looks back through he binoculars. She is anxiously awaiting the arrival of Kyle, Jackson, and Max so that her fun can begin. She watches the park intensely. Sean is there already but he is clearly nervous, even though he knows his aunt Kim is not too far away. It isn’t long until Kim spots Kyle, Jackson, and Max approaching from the right. “Emergency! Emergency! Jackass, Dumbass, and No Ass arriving due east from a thirty nine degree angle! Go! Go! Go! Move! Move! Move!” Kim drops the binoculars, grabs Wasley and crawls on the ground, still within the deep wooded area just within the treeline so that she remains hidden, but getting ever so closer to the park, close enough that she can hear the discussion between her nephew and his three tormentors.

“Hey, bastard, we’re surprised you came.”

“I told you I would be here, Kyle.”

“Yeah? Well I thought you would be too much of a chicken to show up.”

“I’m not a chicken.”

“You were chicken enough to snitch on us!” Another kid, Jackson, snaps back.

“It was the right thing to do.” Sean answers back.

“See what doing the right thing gets you, dweeb.” The third kid, presumably Max, states angrily. While Kim is listening she crawls closer and closer, finally making her way behind a tree. There she finds a water cannon that she had placed earlier in the day. She takes the cannon and takes aim while Kyle, Jackson, and Max menacingly approach Sean.

“Ready…aim…WASLEY…err, I mean FIRE!” Kim pulls the trigger rapidly and water balloons are ejected from the cannon. They go nearly thirty feet. The first few miss their targets but finally one hits Kyle smack in the face. Another hits Jackson. Lastly one hits Max in the face. Another round is fired and another three balloons hit Kyle, Jackson, and Max. Kim laughs it up while firing off a third barrage, causing Kyle, Jackson, and Max to fall to the ground. Kim laughs hysterically before producing a walkie talkie. “Agent Kim to Sean, Agent Kim to Sean…get to safety, ASAP!”

Sean, who must be wearing an earpiece, nods his head and runs for cover in the ensuing chaos that Kim just created. She keeps firing water balloons, soaking Kyle, Jackson, and Max, until she runs out. Kim starts crawling away, with Wasley in tow, towards another tree. Meanwhile, Kyle and Jackson and Max struggle back to their feet.

“I bet that little shit set us up!” Kyle exclaims.

“Where did that come from?” Jackson asks.

“Over there!” Max exclaims, pointing to Kim’s former position, a position she has since abandoned. They charge towards the tree where Kim was hiding. Now Kim has already found a new position, safely away from that tree. She meets up with her nephew Sean just outside of the treeline.

“Aunt Kim, what are you gonna do?”

“What do you mean, kiddo?”

“Kyle, Jackson, and Max! They’re gonna find out!”

“Not likely.” Kim says with a smirk. “Those three dimwits are doing exactly what I hoped they would.”

“Huh?”

“Just watch.” Kim produces a remote control while the three kids make their way towards the tree, Kim’s former position. Kyle finds a note there and picks it up.

“What’s this shit?!” He reads it out loud. “Ha Ha, got ya…” Kim hears Kyle read the note that she playfully left for him. Immediately she presses the button on the remote control. Suddenly a heavy net drops down on top of the three boys. They are struggling mightily in the net. Sean looks genuinely concerns but not Kim. The Woman Scorned is laughing hysterically.

“Ah you gotta love it when the bullies get bullied!”

“Are they gonna be ok, Aunt Kim?”

“Oh of course they will. I mean, they can’t escape that net on their own but they won’t have to. An anonymous call was placed to authorities warning them about possible trespassing. They should arrive imminently where they will find these boys, trespassing mind you, and will free them.”

“Do you think you and I will get into trouble?”

“Pffft…” Kim scoffs “...please, kiddo, you are talking to a professional here. I had an entire wrestling promotion run by that dimwitted Drew Bryant convinced that I was your mother, I had them convinced for a year that I was your mother. Hell, for a month I had your grandmother convinced that I was Marie. You are talking to a trained professional in chaos and anarchy. Trust me, kiddo, all of our bases are covered.”

“But do you think Kyle and his friends saw us?” Sean asks nervously. Kim shakes her head.

“Doubt it.” Kim pats him on the back. “Just enjoy the sweet taste of victory.”

“I admit that it was fun to see them get a taste of their own medicine.” Sean says, smiling for once. “But I am worried…” his voice trails off.

“What are you worried about, kiddo?”

“I doubt that this is over.” Sean points over at the net off in the distance. Kyle, Jackson, and Max are still struggling to get free. Sirens are heard off in the distance signaling the arrival of police. Kim takes Sean by the hand and guides him off to safety. “Kyle, Jackson, and Max won’t just forget about me that easily. They probably think I was involved.”

“Well, kiddo, you WERE involved.” Kim winks at Sean. “And you’re right, it isn’t over, it isn’t over by a longshot, but lucky for you I’m not finished yet, either.”

“I hope you know what you’re doing, Aunt Kim.”

“Me? Know what I’m doing? Never.” Kim says playfully as she shakes her head. “But answer me this, would you rather have just gotten your ass kicked tonight by those there goons? Would you have rather gotten beat up on a daily basis by those clowns?”

“No…”

“Then just trust your Aunt Kim and trust the process.” She smirks knowingly. “Everything is going according to plan.”

==========
July 5th, 2023
Cleveland, Ohio
On Camera
==========

The camera feed opens outside on the streets of Cleveland, Ohio. These are empty streets right now and the sun shines brightly overhead, creating the perfect setting. A few moments into the camera recording and we see a beautiful female figure entering from the right. This is none other than the Queen of the Deathmatch herself, the SCW Underground Champion Kimberly Williams. The eccentric ginger is dressed in a spaghetti strap cami style gray goth style sleeveless top with a flared waist high black mesh skirt. She is perched atop simple black flats and she has her HKW Bloodlust Championship title belt draped over her left shoulder and the SCW Underground Championship title belt draped over her right shoulder. Her long red hair is pulled into two pig tails in the back. A sinister smirk is etched across the face of The Woman Scorned.

“It’s funny how things work out, y’know? My path to Rise To Greatness began at Taking Hold of the Flame where I started the match and went to the very end, placing third overall, lasting an hour and a half.” She throws her head back and laughs hysterically. Eventually she regains her composure and continues. “Then my path got a little…fuzzy? Yeah, that’s the right word. Fuzzy. Cloudy. I had a defense of my Underground Championship against Kelsai Adamson and a certain Magical Cosmic Princess. I became an unlicensed therapist…seriously, no one should ever take any of my advice unless you are just freaking insane.” She winks at the camera. She holds up two fingers. “One, two…just two Breakdowns and then Rise To Greatness. And my path is just as cloudy as before. I still do not know much about my path. Sure, I know where my path leads. It is leading to Toronto and Rise To Greatness, but that’s just about all I know. I suppose it is a safe assumption that I will be defending this bad boy for the second year in a row.” She catches a quick glance at the SCW Underground Championship that rests over her right shoulder. “I mean, our favorite D just said on Breakdown that he’d like to see every title defended. But who would my opponent be? Who gets to be the lucky person to waltz into Kimmy’s Deathmatch Playground?” Kim pauses for a moment. Then she shakes her head.

“While this year’s Rise To Greatness may not be clear, the path may be rather foggy and I am unaware of threats that may be lying in wait ahead of me, there are a few things that I know for certain. Number one, I know for a fact that I am not the same person that I was one year ago. I have endured some major challenges, I have had to fight through some obstacles, overcome many trials, and those challenges, obstacles, and trials have all helped me to grow as a person and as a competitor. You may not like me, or my philosophy, but you cannot deny that I am one of the single most entertaining bitches on this roster, you cannot deny that I am arguably the toughest bitch on this roster, and you cannot deny the passion that I have for the Underground. I know who I am and I know that I have changed, I have improved, and I have gotten better.” She nods her head.

“Secondly thing I know is at least ONE obstacle that stands in my way, one teeny tiny little pothole on my road to Rise To Greatness.” She smiles with a hint of mischief and then shrugs her shoulders. “Ok, ok, I lied…THREE pot holes…and those pot holes are named Deanna Frost, La Pequena Luz, and Adam Allocco.” Kim waves frantically at the camera. “Hi there, girls and boy! How ya doin’? My name is Kimberly Williams, I am the Queen of the Death Match, and I will be the host for tomorrow’s festivities!” Kim takes the hem of her skirt and curtsies for the camera. She laughs playfully. “Oh but silly me? There’s no need for an introduction is there? We know each other quite well.”

“Deanna Frost…believe it or not, you are responsible, partially at least, for me being on this path that I am on today. It’s true because last year you put yourself in an elite class of people to have beaten me at my own game. You beat me to become SCW Underground Champion. I never did get around to congratulating you on that, by the way. I was busy those first few weeks after the defeat moping. It took my thirteen time former World Champion mother to give me a swift kick in the ass to help me to figure out that causing chaos simply to cause chaos is pointless. Chaos with a purpose, chaos with a benevolent goal, now that is different. Do what I do best but this time do it to help make SCW a better place, give the fans some wild as hell matches to cheer for and enjoy, to keep things fair for the entire roster so that its not just the same few people each and every time getting the same opportunities. In a way its like I’m using my own brand of chaos to help preserve and maintain the integrity of the sport.” Kim winks at the camera.

“See, Frost? We may have started out on the wrong foot but we’re not all that different. In the end, we have similar goals, even if our philosophies and personalities clash. We want the same thing. We want integrity. I have you to thank for that, Frost. So bravo!” Kim applauds enthusiastically. “Bravo, Deanna! Yaaaay! Give yourself a pat on the back. You started me on this path. You thought I wasn’t listening but I was. I heard everything you said. You thought I didn’t care about the integrity of the sport? Maybe I didn’t back then but over the course of this year, working side by side with my mother, someone who has been at it for twenty plus years, I have learned from that and from her. I am a second generation wrestler, Deanna, and I am proud of the wrestling heritage that I have running through my veins. Believe me, don’t believe me,” Kim shrugs her shoulders “really doesn’t matter. I know who the hell I am and what I am capable of, what I stand for, and what I am passionate about. We had a hell of a fight last year at Rise To Greatness. And yes, congratulations on that win. But what happened at Apocalypse? What happened when it wasn’t just you and me, but multiple personas and characters were involved?” Kim pats herself on the chest. “I came out victorious. I persevered and I found a way to win. Breakdown in Cleveland, Deanna, you face a different Kim than the one you fought at Rise To Greatness and Apocalypse. And once again I intend to find a way to win, no matter the cost to myself.” She points a finger at the camera.

“You should know all about that, right Luz? You know about the price I am willing to pay in order to be victorious. The last time we interacted you were questioning my claim to the Underground Championship. And hey, maybe you had a point? But I am the Queen of the Death Match and if I have to defend my throne then so be it. I put the championship on the line, I invited you into the Underground. Yes, you put up a hell of a fight, and yes, I can honestly say that you definitely have a place in the Underground if you ever wanted to return. But the real question is did you win?” Williams shakes her head. “No, you didn’t. You came close but in the end it was my chaos, my willingness to sacrifice my own well being that allowed me to retain the championship. Now here we are again, once again standing opposed to one another and you do have an idea of how I have changed, you have some notion of what I am capable of today. Because you did recently challenge me in my Underground. And while this may not be my Underground, do not think for one second that I am any less dangerous or deadly.”

“The same goes for you CoCo…” she winks playfully “...oh Adam, we were Trios Partners, along with The Onesie. And we went the distance. We won that tournament. For me it helped to prove to the world that I am more than just a Queen of the Death Match. I am a multi-faceted and multi-talented wrestler. It also gave me the power to shake things up in SCW beyond comprehension. But while I utilized my Trios Contract to make history, you did the most unoriginal and uncreative thing imaginable with yours…” she sighs “...you just gave yourself a one on one world title match against little boy Owen. How did that work out for ya, by the way?” Kim shakes her head in disappointment. “Such a waste of a Trios. It’s sad. What’s also sad is that people thought that you and I were friends. I can work with anyone as part of a team, but for us to be allies? Not a chance. We are not on the same page, CoCo, and we may never be on the same page. You are only out for yourself. I actually want to leave SCW in a better condition than I found it. That’s why I refused to ass staple Syren during my Trios Cash In. I may not like her, but I think she’s actually trying to be better herself. But you?” Kim smirks. “A leopard doesn’t change its spots and neither do you. So it was appropriate for me that I stapled your ass to reclaim my title.”

“All four of us have history. That’s what makes this match oh so intriguing. You know what else we have in common, boy and girls? None of us are certain what we are doing for Rise To Greatness. Our paths to Toronto are not clear. Breakdown in Cleveland could be that time for one of us to break through and create an opportunity.” She pats herself on the chest. “I intend to make damn sure that I am the one who breaks through and snatches that opportunity. I am going to prove that I am more than just a chaos creator and a death match warrior. I am a wrestler, a damn good one at that. So bring your best…you’ll need it.”