Post by matt on Aug 31, 2023 13:53:50 GMT -6
OOC: this would have been posted in multiple parts but then the break happened lol so I decided to post the rest of it in full to catch myself (and more importantly you guys) up on what’s going on in Kim’s world. Assuming you care. Lol enjoy!
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Scene 1
Boston, Massachusetts
Off Camera
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Kimberly has taken a keen interest in her nephew’s life as of late. He had been seemingly going down a dark path towards juvenile delinquency which would inevitably lead to a life of crime. What started as small, insignificant acts such as letting his grades slip, skipping class, and getting into fights at school eventually lead to an actual crime; breaking into the school and vandalizing it. Kimberly and her twin sister, Sean’s mother Marie Jones, would learn that all of his misbehavior boils down to the influence of his new friends; Kyle, Jackson, and Max. Apparently those three have always been trouble makers, they have always been going down that dark path and perhaps there is no hope for them to get back on the right path. But it appeared as if they were primed to bring Sean down with them. It was their idea to skip school, their idea for Sean to get into a fight, their idea to break in and vandalize the school. Kimberly managed to get through to Sean and help him realize that this relationship with those three boys was nothing but toxic and that he needed to end it.
Still, there was the issue of the breaking and entering and vandalizing that Sean was a party to; ordinarily such actions would lead to any other individual’s child facing serious time in juvenile hall. Luckily Sean belongs to a famous and influential family and the authorities are willing to drop the charges and completely wipe his slate clean, as if he never did anything wrong, but only under the condition that he roll over and inform on his pals Kyle, Jackson, and Max. Needless to say, Sean was concerned about the prospects of potentially making enemies out of the three intimidating boys. He was wavering on whether or not he would cooperate. But Kimberly again stepped in, she again got through to her nephew and convinced him that it would be in his best interest to cooperate with the authorities and tell them everything they need to know.
It takes guts to do the right thing, especially when you are afraid. Sean did the right thing and cooperated with authorities. Therefore Kim wants to reward her nephew. She wants to take him to get ice cream, go see a movie; make a day out of hanging out with her favorite nephew…only nephew…whatever. This is why Kimberly has rolled up in her car in front of Marie’s home in Boston, Massachusetts. The Woman Scorned is wearing torn denim jeans, sneakers, and a black “Queens of Chaos” t-shirt. Her long red hair hangs straight and unrestrained, looking rather unkept, as it rolls to past her shoulders. Sitting in the passenger's seat next to her is her beloved plush penguin lovingly named Wasley.
“You better behave for Sean when he gets here.” Kim says in a scolding tone directed at the toy penguin. “He’s been through a lot lately.” The penguin just stares blankly up at her. Kim rolls her eyes. “No, Wasley, I’m not going to move you to the backseat. Sean is my nephew but you are my precious baby!” Kim lovingly pats Wasley on his head. Kim looks down at Wasley as if waiting on the plushy to respond. Kim sighs and shakes her head. “Good point, Wasley. You’re right. I don’t want to be a bad influence on the poor kid. I’ll wait until I’m wrestling in something that isn’t a death match before I invite him to watch me wrestle.” She sets the toy penguin back down on the passenger’s seat. “I’m glad we had this talk!”
Just then this rather odd one-way conversation is interrupted when a knocking is heard on the passenger’s side door window. Kim looks up to see her nephew Sean standing there. He is wearing a t-shirt, denim jeans, sneakers, and a wide brimmed stetson hat. His eyes are covered in dark sunglasses. He tries to open the door but it is locked. He points at the door.
“Aunt Kim! Open the door!”
“Sure kiddo, but you’re sitting in the back.” Kim unlocks the door. Sean opens the passenger’s side door and looks down at the Wasley penguin and then back up at his aunt Kim.
“Huh?”
“Sit in the back. Wasley insisted that he sit up front.”
“Seriously?”
“Yes, seriously. Wasley deserves better. Now sit in the back, kiddo.”
“Alright…” Sean says as he shuts the passenger’s side door. Then he goes to the backdoor and opens it. He gets inside and sits down. Kim turns and looks at her nephew and smirks.
“Three questions. First, what flavor ice cream do you want?”
“Chocolate!” Sean answers quickly. Kim nods her head.
“Good answer. I read somewhere that vanilla flavoring is made from beaver ass droppings. Second question, what movie do you want to see?”
“Spider Man Across The Spider-Verse!”
“Spider-Man?” Kim sighs deeply with disappointment. “Why watch that when you could watch a classic film about a sweet old lady trying to cope with the death of her only child?”
“What movie is that?” Sean asks curiously.
“Friday the 13th.” Kim says with a devilish grin.
“Oh…yeah, you wanted me to watch that for awhile, but mom says I shouldn’t.”
“Yeah and your mom’s a prude.” Kim points out. “But I suppose I shouldn’t upset anything between your mom and I. So Spider-Man it is. But I promise that I am going to roast the movie with rapid fire commentary throughout the film.”
“Ok.” Sean nods his head.
“Good. So are you ready?”
“Yeah but…” Sean shrugs his shoulders “...I thought you said there were three questions?”
“Oh yeah, there is a third question.” Kim says as she points at his wide brimmed stetson hat. “What’s with the hat?”
“Uh, I liked it. So I had mom buy it for me.”
“You never liked hats, kiddo. I bought you an official Kimmy hat and a Queens of Chaos logo hat but you don’t wear either of them. You’ve never worn hats.” She snatches the hat and takes it off his head. Then she points at the sunglasses. “And what about those?”
“It’s bright out.”
“No it’s not. Its cloudy. In fact, they’re calling for rain today.” Kim reaches over and snatches the sunglasses off of his face. Once the sunglasses are gone the two blackeyes are revealed in their gruesome glory. Kim is taken aback by this sight.
“Aunt Kim, I can explain…”
“Oh kiddo, didn’t your mom tell you that lying is not only bad but trying to lie to me is downright stupid? You can’t do it! Seeing you dressed like that raised all sorts of red flags. I knew something was wrong and now I see this…” she points to his face where he sports the black eyes “...did you get into another fight?”
“Aunt Kim…”
“Did you get into another fight?” She asks again, more sternly this time. Sean sighs and nods his head.
“Yeah…kinda…”
“Kiddo, I thought you had learned your lesson? Don’t you know the consequences of this kind of stuff? The school already spoke to your mom about fighting once. If this had happened on school grounds again you probably would have been suspended or worse.”
“I know.” Sean nods his head. “And I remembered what you said to me, how you said to only fight when I have to, if I’m defending myself.”
“Oh really?” Kim arches her brow. “Were you defending yourself?”
“Uh-huh…” Sean’s voice trails off. Kim thinks on it for a moment. It is hard to earn back trust after betraying it, Kim knows this. Still, she senses that he is telling the truth.
“Tell me about it, kiddo.”
“Well, I did what you and mom told me to do. I cooperated with authorities. They asked me questions and I answered each and every one of them. Almost all of the questions had to do with Kyle, Jackson, and Max.”
“And?”
“And this…” Sean points to his face “...Kyle, Jackson, and Max found out that I snitched and they attacked me. So I guess it was more of a beat down than an actual fight.” He sighs. “I didn’t stand a chance of really defending myself three against one.” Sean is clearly distressed. Kim pats him on the shoulder.
“It’s ok, kiddo. You did the right thing.”
“Yeah, I did the right thing but still got hurt in the end.”
“Doing the ring thing isn’t always easy, kiddo. Sometimes it hurts. And as much as we like to believe that tv shows and movies are right, that the good guys always win in the end, sometimes the bad guys get the last word. That’s a sad reality about the world today.”
“I suppose I just have to learn to accept it.”
“Well, look on the brightside; your record is clean now. You have a fresh start. But your pals, once the authorities are done, they may end up in juvenile hall. They’re gonna be in big trouble.”
“That won’t stop them from coming after me again.” Sean says, shaking his head. “Or coming after other people.”
“True.” Kim smirks devilishly. “But you know what? Good guys don’t always win, that’s true. However I do believe in something called karma.”
“Karma?” Sean asks curiously.
“Yes, karma. She’s a bitch, kiddo, and so am I.”
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Scene 2
Boston, Massachusetts
Off Camera
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Over the last several months, Kim and her twin sister, Sean’s mother Marie Jones, have noticed the behavioral changes in Sean. He had been skipping school, he let his grades suffer, he began to bully other kids, and get into a fight. Worst of them all, he broke into the school and vandalized it. Eventually Kim and Marie learned that Sean was being influenced by his new friends, Kyle, Max, and Jackson. Those three are beyond just simple schoolyard bullies; they are downright juvenile miscreants in the eyes of school officials. Kim cannot help but agree, especially when she learned from Sean himself that Kyle, Max, and Jackson put him up to everything, how they broke into the school with him to vandalize it. In fact, everything perpetrated has been their idea. Sean has just been brought along for the ride. It is the age old story of wanting to impress the kids that are either popular, feared, or a little bit of both. In the case of Kyle, Jackson, and Max, those three are just mostly feared as opposed to popular and Sean preferred to stay on their good side, especially when they started taking a liking to him. Unfortunately, their actions have been downright criminal and they pushed Sean over the line from childishness to criminal intent and all four of them were caught red handed. The difference between Sean and the other three is that he has no record. He had no history of problems. And authorities were willing to let it stay that way if and only if Sean was willing to cooperate with the authorities.
For every action there is a consequence. Sean’s actions got him in trouble with the law but his cooperation perhaps could get him back on track and save him from having a permanent record. Yet in cooperating with authorities, Sean has also apparently incurred the wrath of his now former friends Kyle, Jackson, and Max. Kimberly picked Sean up from school and noticed his black eye and bruised face. It didn’t take much of an interrogation from Kimberly to figure out that the bullies were taking their frustration out on Sean, the apparent snitch of the group.
“I’m gonna kill ‘em!” Kim says angrily as she paces the floor of her twin sister’s living room, dressed in a goth style purple plaid mini dress and black flats. A look of pure rage is etched across her face. Or instead of rage the preferred term could be righteous indignation? Kim is deeply loyal to her family and feels especially protective of her nephew. The fact that these three kids not only have been a bad influence upon him but are now assaulting him for apparently “snitching” on them has made The Woman Scorned very angry. She would do just about anything to protect Sean. It’s just up to Kim’s sister Marie to make sure that “anything” doesn’t mean going outside the boundaries of the law. This is why Marie Jones, Kim’s twin sister who sits on the cream colored plush leather sofa, wearing a black pencil skirt, black patent leather high heel pumps, and a red silk blouse, is watching Kimberly very closely and very carefully.
“Look, let the authorities handle it.”
“Oh like how they’ve handled it sooooo nicely thus far? How often has my nephew come in from school with a black eye?”
“I know its a lot, but…
“The evidence is there, Marie. He’s getting beat up on a regular basis because he was a snitch. We knew this would happen!”
“But he had no choice, Kim!” Marie exclaims. She motions for her sister to sit down next to her on the sofa. Kim reluctantly does agree to sit down. Marie sighs deeply and shakes her head. “If he stayed loyal to them, if he didn’t ‘snitch’ as you put it, he would have gotten charged. It would have gone on his record. At least now he’s still clean.”
“I get it, sis, he had no choice. But at least they could have protected him from those three clowns. Instead they forced Sean to go to summer school along with them!” Kim says indignantly. Marie again sighs.
“It’s frustrating, I get it, but once again Sean had little choice in the matter. His grades were so low that he had to go to summer school to make up for it.”
“Which puts him in danger of being assaulted on a daily basis by those idiots.”
“I’m sorry, Kim. But there’s very little we can do.”
“Oh there’s plenty we can do.” She smirks devilishly. “Rather, there’s plenty I can do.”
“No way.” Marie shakes her vehemently. “Out of the question.”
“Oh and why not?” Kim says, folding her arms over her chest and pouting like an upset, disappointed child.
“Because my son is in enough trouble as it is. I don’t need to deal with you getting into trouble as well.”
“Trouble?” Kim scoffs. “I spent years in a mental asylum. I’d be fine.”
“Exactly. You have spent time…most importantly, everyone knows WHY you spent time. Everyone knows what you have done. Those that don’t know at least have an understanding of how dangerous you can be just from watching you in death matches on SCW, MWE, GCW…”
“Which is why you should let me put the fear of Kim in those three clowns who are assaulting my nephew!”
“Kim!” Marie exclaims. “Listen to yourself! You are losing control!”
“And what’s wrong with losing control?” Kim asks curiously. “It isn’t like we’ve really had much control over this situation from the beginning.”
“Kim, I know how much Sean means to you. And I know how much you want to help. But think for a second, think about your own reputation and your own career. You have worked so damn hard since getting released from the mental ward to proving yourself, to making a name for yourself. Sure, there have been bumps in the road where you had setbacks. There have been times where your lost control for a moment and it seemed to the world as if you were regressing. But you would just fight back harder than before and prove yourself once again. But you will throw all of that way if you decide to take the law into your own hands.”
“I hate it when you’re right.” Kim shrugs her shoulders. “I suppose I could find something else to keep me entertained.” Kim opens her mouth to respond when she hears the front door open. This can only mean the arrival of Sean Connor Jones. Kim and Marie turn to watch and see if Sean enters the living room. Instead they hear footsteps going up the staircase. Then they hear his door shut behind him. Kim turns her attention back to Marie.
“How is he doing?”
“As well as can be expected, under the circumstances. He’s having to attend summer school to make up for his bad grades. He’s under constant threat from those bullies. But on the bright side the authorities did live up to their promise.”
“Sean’s record is clean?” Kim asks for confirmation. Marie nods her head.
“Yes. This would have been his first offense of…well…any kind of law. He’s always been good and since the Jones family is rather prominent here in Massachusetts they were more than happy to cut a deal. I’m just grateful that they lived up to their word.”
“Sean’s lucky.” Kim points out. “Not every kid like him gets that kinda chance.”
“It does pay to be a Jones sometimes.”
“Yeah, but that last name isn’t helping him against those jackasses who corrupted him, influenced him, and got him into this mess.”
“Now calm down, Kim.” Marie states. “Remember what we discussed.”
“Don’t worry, I’m calm. I won’t maim anyone. But can I at least go talk to the kiddo?” Kim asks. Marie nods her head.
“Sure, go right ahead. I’m sure he’d love to see his favorite aunt.”
Now that definitely sounds like a good idea. Kimberly gives her sister a big hug before rising up off of the sofa. Kim then begins to make her way through the living room and out into the hall. She rounds a corner and immediately finds the staircase. Williams ascends the staircase quickly until she gets to the top. The Woman Scorned heads straight for her nephew’s room. She finds it unlocked and thus easily pushes it open. Kim steps inside and finds her nephew lying on his side, his back towards her. Kim smirks knowingly.
“I like how you’re pretending to be asleep, kiddo.” After hearing these words from his aunt, Sean turns around to face her. Kim looks at Sean and notices the black eye. She motions towards it. “You got another black eye today?”
“Uh-huh…”
“Not even gonna try to lie about it, huh?” Kim approaches his bed. She sits down on the edge of it. Sean shakes his head.
“What would be the point? You and mom know everything that’s going on.”
“This is true. But how are you handling it?”
“Not good, Aunt Kim. I’m nervous every day I have to go to school. I’m worried about facing Kyle, Max, and Jackson.”
“From the looks of that shiner you have a reason to be nervous. What is the school doing about it?”
“Not much.” Sean says, shaking his head.
“Just remember, kiddo, its ok to fight back. It is always ok to defend yourself. If these clowns come after you, go after them just as hard. I mean, I can teach you a few moves if you want.”
“That’d be great, Aunt Kim!” Sean says. He seems to perk up, seems to be happy even, for just a split second. But then a look of disappointment washes over him. “Oh but what’s the use? It won’t do any good.”
“Is that a knock on my wrestling ability?” Kim asks. “I can maim another human being in very creative fashion. Those kinds of skills will work perfectly for what you’re dealing with.”
“Maybe, but it would still be three on one. Those odds are insurmountable even for you, Aunt Kim. Besides…”
“Besides what?” Kim asks. She senses that there is more that Sean wants to say. Unfortunately he tries to remain tight lipped. He shakes his head.
“Nothing.” He quickly lays back down on the bed.
“Oh it doesn’t work like that, kiddo.” Kim says grinning from ear to ear. “You already said too much. Spill the beans.” Kim lies down on the bed, her eyes are locked onto Sean’s. She has a creepy grin on her face which makes Sean break.
“Oh…ok. But promise you won’t tell my mom.”
“You think I would lie to my own flesh and blood? You think I would keep something important from my sister?” Kim sits up, as does Sean.
“Yes.”
“Right, ok, you got me. I can and will keep secrets from your mother…if they are worth keeping. Now spill…what’s up with you, kiddo?”
“Well…” there is a long pause, it is obvious that Sean is still hesitant to say anything, even to Kim, but eventually he does talk “...you know Kyle, Jackson, and Max have been attacking me at school lately. Its all been about making me pay for being a snitch.”
“Snitches get stitches.” Kim points out. Sean nods his head.
“Now I know where that phrase comes from. Anyway, today was different…” his voice trails off.
“How so? What did they want?”
“Kyle suggested that…uh…”
“What? What did this idiot Kyle suggest?”
“He wants to meet later this evening. He says he wants to settle the matter once and for all.”
“Well that certainly sounds ominous now doesn’t it?” Kim says sarcastically. “Your pal Kyle is a real piece of work.”
“I’m sure Jackson and Max will be there with him. At school there are teachers and other officials to stop them. But this will be after hours. No one around to stop them.”
“Are you planning to go?” Kim asks curiously. Sean responds by shrugging his shoulders.
“I really don’t know. I know you and mom always taught me to never be afraid and to stand up for myself. And I know that all of this is my fault, and I probably should pay the consequences. But if I go tonight, I’m afraid I’ll just be getting into more trouble.” Sean seems genuinely confused. He obviously has no idea what he should do. Kimberly wraps an arm around his shoulder.
“You’re right, kiddo.”
“About what?”
“All of it. You shouldn’t be afraid, you should face your fears. You should stand up for yourself. And yes, if you go tonight you will probably get into more trouble.”
“So what you’re saying is that I should tell mom and let the authorities handle it?”
“Well…” Kim grins knowingly “...I didn’t necessarily say that…”
“I know that look.” Sean says. “You have a plan don’t you?”
“Who me?” Kim shakes her head and plays innocent. “I never have plans!”
This is a lie, of course. Kim almost always has a plan. And tonight, she does have a plan. She promised her sister that she wouldn’t do anything criminal as retaliation for what those three kids did to her nephew. That’s all she promised. Kim has a plan and her plan isn’t criminal, but it certainly involves karma. Because karma is a bitch and so is Kim.
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Scene 3
Boston, Massachusetts
Off Camera
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When Kim 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. 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.”
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Scene 4
Boston, Massachusetts
Off Camera
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Kimberly Williams does indeed have a criminal record. Though her criminal history was garnered during a time when she was mentally unhinged, practically insane. In fact, the court deemed her insane and put her in a psychiatric ward rather than spending time in an actual prison. Still, the fact remains that Kimberly’s run-ins with the law does exist and it makes a perfect candidate for a Scared Straight Program, specifically as the individual doing the scaring. Edward Rogers, the principal of Sean’s school, has been in contact with Kimberly about this plan of hers. While initially hesitant, he agreed only after discussing it with the sheriff’s office and other law enforcement agencies involved with the local Scared Straight program. While this may not be your typical Scared Straight scenario, this does present a unique situation for the school officials to help those at risk youth. After all, it isn’t every day that you have a celebrity of sorts in your midst who had been in that position, who had served time due to going down that dark path, only to not only recover, not only to be rehabilitated, but to really make a name for themselves and make themselves successful. Kimberly sold it as their opportunity to show these at risk kids that they do not have to go down that dark path, that they can change and make themselves better. This is an opportunity to show them an example from someone within their own community who was rehabilitated and did obtain some success.
Typically in a Scared Straight Program the at risk youth would be bussed to a correctional institute and be given a tour of the prison; essentially a preview into their future if they continue down the path they are going on. However, on this occasion the chosen location is the school itself. And instead of several at risk youth, there are only three; Kyle, Jackson, and Max. These are the primary trouble makers at the school. These are the ones who have caused problems for the school officials and the student body for quite some time now. These are the problems that Principal Rogers would like to see dealt with. Kyle, Jackson, and Max are in a classroom all by themselves at the moment. They have been made to wait for quite some time now and are growing rather impatient. Their wait is coming to an end as the classroom door opens and Principal Rogers enters the room.
“Why the hell are we still here?!” Kyle erupts with rage and anger in his voice.
“Yeah! And why did ya make us wait?” Max demands. “You’ve been gone nearly an hour!”
“You are exaggerating.” Rogers remarks. “Still, it was necessary. I wanted you to think about what you have done and why you are here.”
“We know why we’re here.” Jackson answers. “We just don’t care.”
“More disrespect? Haven’t you learned anything?”
“All we know is you’re wasting our time. You’re holding us in detention for nothing.”
“This isn’t detention, Kyle.”
“Whatever the hell it is just get on with it and send us home!” Max demands.
“Yeah! It aint like this is gonna matter anyway!”
“Maybe? Maybe not? I would like to think that there is hope for you three, despite the trouble you have caused. I would like to think that no child is simply a lost cause. That’s why the local authorities, the school, and our next guest have gone to great lengths for this…well…surprise that we have in store for you this afternoon.”
“What kinda surprise?” Kyle asks.
“Don’t ya get it, Kyle?” Max asks. “This clown is gonna try to scare us straight.”
“Really?” Kyle asks with a sneer on his face. Principal Rogers nods his head.
“Yes, really.”
“You’re outta your mind!” Jackson exclaims.
“No, I really am not. Besides, I’m not the one trying to scare you straight.” Principal Rogers walks towards the door and opens it. “She is…”
“Huh?”
Kyle, Jackson, and Max watch as a scene right out of Silence of the Lambs unfolds right before their eyes. Two armed guards wheel Kimberly Williams in on a hand truck. She is wearing a bright orange jumpsuit and is wrapped up in a straight jacket. She has “hannibal lecter” mask over her face. The guards bring her to a stop at the front of the classroom. One of the guards then takes the mask off of her face to show the three kids her full facial features. Jackson points and straight laughing.
“That’s Sean’s mom!”
“Is that your plan, Principal Rogers? Have the wussy’s mom complain to us about how we beat up her snitch of a son?”
“It would be an honor if Sean was my son. Alas, its not true.”
“Huh?” Jackson asks. “What are you on about lady?”
“You ever hard about the ‘evil twin trope’? Two people who look alike but are moral opposites?” Kim sneers nastily. “Yeah, I’m the evil twin.” In one motion Kim flings the straight jacket off. Obviously it was not tied down very well. The three kids are startled a little by this but they quickly regain their composure. Kimberly cackles nastily.
“You’re nuts, lady.” Kyle states. Kim points to him.
“Who is the dumbass with the smart mouth?”
“That would be Kyle.” Principal Rogers points out. Kim then reaches into her pocket and produces a shank. She charges over and with a loud shout rears back and slams the shank on Kyle’s desk, right in front him. The officers flinched just a little, so does Principal Rogers, but they all were assured ahead of time that Kim knows what she is doing. She knows how far she can go with these three.
“You think you’re so badass, don’t you? You’re just a punk kid. You have done nothing but terrorize a school and vandalize property. Look into my eyes, kid, and see the eyes of a real monster. I murdered my foster mother, I broke my real mother’s neck, I kidnapped my sister, locked her in a basement, and kept her there for a month while I took her place.” She holds up three fingers. “Three of those things are true, one is a lie, care to guess which one I made up?”
“You’re…you’re nuts…” Kyle repeats quietly.
“Yeah, I thought we already established that. Crazy Kim! Kim Williams, and Sean happens to be my nephew.” Kim takes her shank, turns and slams it down in front of Max. “You seem to talk a lot but you look like just a follower to me. What’s your name?”
“Max.”
“Tell me, Max, is this the path you really want to be on? Do you really want to do this? Because you are so damn close to ruining your entire life and that would be a shame. It would be a damn shame because you have so much potential. You’re lucky. All of you are lucky. This is sorta like a Scared Straight Program, you’re right about that. I’m trying to get into those thick skulls of yours and make you realize just what path you’re heading down.”
She pats herself on the chest. “I told you about my record. It was enough to get me life in prison but I was lucky that the judge and the state of Massachusetts agreed that I was not of sound mind. I was lucky that they thought I needed psychiatric treatment. But even then I could have stayed locked up in that psych ward forever had it not been for another stroke of good luck…a family that gave a damn about me enough to help me.”
“No one cares, lady.” Jackson remarks. Kim smirks as she takes the shank and slams it down in front of him. He nearly jumps out of his seat in fear.
“Not so brave are you, you little shit?” Kim sneers. “See this little toy of mine? It’s called a shank. You and your idiot friends will learn to make these in prison if you are determined to make that your future. At this school you may be the big bad bullies but at the rate you three idiots are going you will eventually get into major trouble, you will eventually do something that will get you tried as an adult, and you will go to adult prison, not the half-assed juvenile detention you’ve done thus far. You are so close to experiencing the reality of the dark path you are on.” She takes her shank and puts it back in her pocket. Williams then slowly makes her way back to the front of the room where she addresses all three.
“See, I know my limits. I know how far I can and cannot go. I respect the rules. But you three clowns are getting oh so close to making that one big fucking mistake that lands you in real trouble. You are close to meeting those guys who know their limits but just don’t give a damn. You are close to meeting the guys who will take this shank and cut your damn throats.”
Suddenly Kyle leaps up out of his seat and rushes the front of the room. He lunges towards Kim and reaches into her pocket, trying to get at the shank. Kim pulls back and the shank goes flying out of her pocket onto the floor. The officers rush over and grab hold of Kyle. Jackson and Max, for their part, appear to be too afraid to even move. Kimberly smirks knowingly as she reaches down and picks her shank back up and places it back in her pocket.
“I guess I can see who the leader of the Three Stooges are, huh?” Kim chuckles softly. She slowly approaches Kyle. “I want you to understand something, dipshit. I could have hurt you and hurt you real bad just now. And I would have been completely justified. It’s called self-defense, because you rushed me. But I’m choosing mercy on you idiots because my job today isn’t to beat you half to death. My job is to try to make you see the light. My job is to try and help you to see that the path you’re on is only leading to more pain, heartache, and grief. I’m trying to help you to quit making stupid decisions.” Kim watches as Kyle is dragged away by the officers. Then she approaches Jackson and Max.
“You two seem smarter than him. He’s obviously the leader here. So why do you follow him? If he tells you to go jump off a cliff are you stupid enough to actually do it? Huh?”
“Uh…” Jackson tries to talk but he can’t find any words. Max, on the other hand, remains totally silent. Kim smirks.
“You’re not used to being on the receiving end of intimidation, are ya? Well get used to it because if you go down this path, if you end up in prison, you will no longer be the baddest boys in the yard. You will be two fresh pieces of meat ready to be used and abused. There are much larger and meaner guys in prison who will eat you alive.” She points to the door where Kyle was just forcibly taken out. “That’s where he’s taking you. Kyle is leading you there right now. If that’s what you want then keep on doing what you’re doing. But I am here to warn you that one of these days you three idiots are going to fuck with the wrong psychopath and you are going to get seriously hurt. Do we understand one another?”
“Y….yes.” Jackson says quietly.
“Wonderful.” Kim says grinning from ear to ear. She turns towards Principal Rogers. “These really are great kids, y’know that?”
“Yes, quite.” He says with a sigh. “Jackson, Max, you may leave.” Nothing else has to be said. Jackson and Max indeed are quite fearful and immediately take the opportunity to leap from their seats and exit the classroom as fast as they can. Principal Rogers turns to face Kimberly. “Do you think it helped?”
“Who knows? In my research I saw a mixed bag. Sometimes it works. Sometimes it has the opposite effect.”
“It was a risk I am willing to take. Something must be done about those three. Maybe Jackson and Max at least learned something. If anyone could be reached its those two. You are right, Kyle is the leader. And I am worried about Kyle possibly organizing retaliation against your nephew, Ms. Williams.”
“Oh I’m sure he will. But don’t worry, Principal Rogers.” She winks. “Sean will be just fine.”
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Scene 5
Boston, Massachusetts
Off Camera
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Kimberly is hopeful that her ‘scared straight’ program has done its job and has put an end to their brief reign of terror. She is hopeful that Sean will no longer have to worry about those three bothering him anymore. The Woman Scorned currently is sitting on a ratty, filthy, tore up sofa that is probably a health hazard. The living room itself is very dilapidated and more than likely barely passed inspection. This isn’t the ideal living conditions for someone who is as wealthy as Kim Williams but that’s ok, Kim does not want to live in the lap of luxury. The more humble, the better. The deranged ginger is wearing torn denim jeans, flip flops, and a German themed t-shirt with the word “Oktoberfest” printed on the front. Sitting in her lap is her hamster Caligula, and Caligula’s cage is sitting on the sofa next to her. Suddenly there is a loud noise coming from outside, this noise is followed by what can only be described as screaming; the screaming of kids. A sinister grin forms on Kimberly’s lovely face. “...it sounds like we just ourselves a big fish, Caligula!” She gently places her hamster back in his cage. “Now stay right there. Mommy will be right back!”
Kimberly gets up from off the sofa and makes her way through her tiny home and to the door where she exits to the outside, where it is dark, the middle of the night. Then, just like your typical psychopath from a slasher film Kimberly follows the sound of the screaming kids around to the back of her house until she spots the same three terrors she saw yesterday; Kyle, Jackson, and Max. They are trapped in a heavy net that had been suspended from a tree overlooking Kim’s home. Kim places her hands on her hips and watches with glee as they struggle in vain to escape.
“You know, I was just being mean when I said you three were idiots yesterday. But damn, maybe I was right? I mean, that’s the second time I caught you morons with the same damn trap. Just a different net, obviously.”
“That was you?!” Kyle exclaims. Kim nods her head as she happily skips over towards the boys.
“Yup, that was me.” She reaches inside of a thick bush. She pulls out a aquarium style container that contains a large snake. Kim smirks as she holds the container up close to the boys and one of them, namely Kyle, starts fidgeting wildly. Kim snickers nastily. “So my research is true. At least one of you goofs is ophidiophobia.” She sets the container down. She reaches inside and pulls the snake out and holds it up towards Kyle.
“Do you know what ophidiophobia is, buddy?”
“Uh, no…no…just don’t let that thing get near me!” Tears are flowing down his face.
“It’s an overwhelming fear of snakes.” Kim winks. “Why don’t you pet him? His name is Shaun Cruze. He’s a real asshole but he won’t bite.”
“You’re fucking insane!”
“And you’re ophidiophobic, Kyle.” Kim winks as she continues to playfully waves the snake at the frightened boys. “You’re also dumbasses, all of your dumbasses for thinking that you could target the home of a well known psychopath.” She brushes the snake up against Kyle, then Max, and then Jackson. “Which one of you geniuses wants to tell me your brilliant plan?”
“We were just gonna rob you!” Jackson exclaims.
“Vandalize my place too, no doubt.” Kim asks. Jackson weakly nods his head. Kim laughs. “Have you seen the inside of my house? You vandalizing it would probably make it go UP in value.” Kim throws her head back and laughs hysterically. She gently puts the snake named Shaun Cruze back into its container. She turns back to the three kids. “You are fools, all three of you. Playing pretend tough guys but not one of you has a real plan. Unlike ME…I have a plan for everything.” She playfully tugs at the net they are hopelessly caught up in. “See this net here? This is my trap I have laid out for any potential intruders.” She shakes her head. “Sorry to burst your bubble, kiddos, but I didn’t plan this specially for you. I have my whole property booby trapped for morons such as yourself. You are not special. Not one of you is special in my eyes.”
Kim leans in close, sneering nastily. “Sorta like how no one in that school is all that special to you. Like how no one out in society is special to you. You’re just pretend thugs, that’s all you are. Pretend gangsters who decide to retaliate when someone snitches on them.” Kim reaches into her pocket and produces the shank she had yesterday from school. “Cause snitches get stitches, right?”
“Wait…wait…” Max starts pleading “...no!”
“Shut up!” Kim shouts angrily. “See? Not so fun when you’re on the receiving end, now is it? What happened yesterday wasn’t Scared Straight. That was just a red herring. This is how scared straight is really done. Because you are now at my mercy and there is NOTHING you can do! There is so much I would love to do right now because you three went and fucked with my family. And I am a psychopath who wouldn’t blink an eye at spending more time in jail if I had to.” Kim takes the shank and rears back. The boys brace for the worst but, much to their surprise, Kim just cuts the net open, releasing them. She motions for them to get up and they quickly scramble to their feet.
“Here’s the deal, kiddos. You will leave my nephew alone. You will leave everyone at that school alone. What you do with your lives is none of my concern. Throw it away if you want. But I hope you’ve at least tried to listen and tried to learn something. But all I care about right now is that this little gang you have going right now ends. Because otherwise there will be consequences.”
“You…you gonna…” Kyle gulps. The tough guy facade is no longer there. He is just a scared little kid. “...you gonna hurt us?”
“I could.” She smirks. Then she reaches into her pocket and produces her iphone. There is a blinding flash as she snaps a picture. “But I think blackmail works quite well too.” She turns the phone around and shows them the picture, a picture that reveals that all three of them just urinated in their pants. “See? You're not tough guys. You definitely aren’t gangsters. You are little babies. That’s all you are. Little babies…little babies who thought they could trespass on private property, vandalize the place, and burglarize it. Gee, I wonder how that would over with law enforcement who already want to throw the damn book at you?” She snickers, content that she made her point. “Now, if you don’t want the rest of the kids in the school thinking you lot still need diapers, then you’ll quit your crap. Are we clear?”
“Ye…yes, Ms. Williams.” Kyle says, nodding his head.
“Great.” Kim pinches his cheeks. “You really are such a well behaved little boy!” She points. “Now get outta here! You’re bothering me!”
Kim just put the fear of God into those three kids. They immediately turn and make a run for it, trying to get as far away from Williams as they possibly can. Meanwhile Kim folds her arms over her chest and watches on with a satisfied look on her face. Her nephew had to endure some harassment, he endured trials and tribulations, but she is satisfied that he is back on the right path and that no one will be messing with him anytime soon.
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Scene 1
Boston, Massachusetts
Off Camera
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Kimberly has taken a keen interest in her nephew’s life as of late. He had been seemingly going down a dark path towards juvenile delinquency which would inevitably lead to a life of crime. What started as small, insignificant acts such as letting his grades slip, skipping class, and getting into fights at school eventually lead to an actual crime; breaking into the school and vandalizing it. Kimberly and her twin sister, Sean’s mother Marie Jones, would learn that all of his misbehavior boils down to the influence of his new friends; Kyle, Jackson, and Max. Apparently those three have always been trouble makers, they have always been going down that dark path and perhaps there is no hope for them to get back on the right path. But it appeared as if they were primed to bring Sean down with them. It was their idea to skip school, their idea for Sean to get into a fight, their idea to break in and vandalize the school. Kimberly managed to get through to Sean and help him realize that this relationship with those three boys was nothing but toxic and that he needed to end it.
Still, there was the issue of the breaking and entering and vandalizing that Sean was a party to; ordinarily such actions would lead to any other individual’s child facing serious time in juvenile hall. Luckily Sean belongs to a famous and influential family and the authorities are willing to drop the charges and completely wipe his slate clean, as if he never did anything wrong, but only under the condition that he roll over and inform on his pals Kyle, Jackson, and Max. Needless to say, Sean was concerned about the prospects of potentially making enemies out of the three intimidating boys. He was wavering on whether or not he would cooperate. But Kimberly again stepped in, she again got through to her nephew and convinced him that it would be in his best interest to cooperate with the authorities and tell them everything they need to know.
It takes guts to do the right thing, especially when you are afraid. Sean did the right thing and cooperated with authorities. Therefore Kim wants to reward her nephew. She wants to take him to get ice cream, go see a movie; make a day out of hanging out with her favorite nephew…only nephew…whatever. This is why Kimberly has rolled up in her car in front of Marie’s home in Boston, Massachusetts. The Woman Scorned is wearing torn denim jeans, sneakers, and a black “Queens of Chaos” t-shirt. Her long red hair hangs straight and unrestrained, looking rather unkept, as it rolls to past her shoulders. Sitting in the passenger's seat next to her is her beloved plush penguin lovingly named Wasley.
“You better behave for Sean when he gets here.” Kim says in a scolding tone directed at the toy penguin. “He’s been through a lot lately.” The penguin just stares blankly up at her. Kim rolls her eyes. “No, Wasley, I’m not going to move you to the backseat. Sean is my nephew but you are my precious baby!” Kim lovingly pats Wasley on his head. Kim looks down at Wasley as if waiting on the plushy to respond. Kim sighs and shakes her head. “Good point, Wasley. You’re right. I don’t want to be a bad influence on the poor kid. I’ll wait until I’m wrestling in something that isn’t a death match before I invite him to watch me wrestle.” She sets the toy penguin back down on the passenger’s seat. “I’m glad we had this talk!”
Just then this rather odd one-way conversation is interrupted when a knocking is heard on the passenger’s side door window. Kim looks up to see her nephew Sean standing there. He is wearing a t-shirt, denim jeans, sneakers, and a wide brimmed stetson hat. His eyes are covered in dark sunglasses. He tries to open the door but it is locked. He points at the door.
“Aunt Kim! Open the door!”
“Sure kiddo, but you’re sitting in the back.” Kim unlocks the door. Sean opens the passenger’s side door and looks down at the Wasley penguin and then back up at his aunt Kim.
“Huh?”
“Sit in the back. Wasley insisted that he sit up front.”
“Seriously?”
“Yes, seriously. Wasley deserves better. Now sit in the back, kiddo.”
“Alright…” Sean says as he shuts the passenger’s side door. Then he goes to the backdoor and opens it. He gets inside and sits down. Kim turns and looks at her nephew and smirks.
“Three questions. First, what flavor ice cream do you want?”
“Chocolate!” Sean answers quickly. Kim nods her head.
“Good answer. I read somewhere that vanilla flavoring is made from beaver ass droppings. Second question, what movie do you want to see?”
“Spider Man Across The Spider-Verse!”
“Spider-Man?” Kim sighs deeply with disappointment. “Why watch that when you could watch a classic film about a sweet old lady trying to cope with the death of her only child?”
“What movie is that?” Sean asks curiously.
“Friday the 13th.” Kim says with a devilish grin.
“Oh…yeah, you wanted me to watch that for awhile, but mom says I shouldn’t.”
“Yeah and your mom’s a prude.” Kim points out. “But I suppose I shouldn’t upset anything between your mom and I. So Spider-Man it is. But I promise that I am going to roast the movie with rapid fire commentary throughout the film.”
“Ok.” Sean nods his head.
“Good. So are you ready?”
“Yeah but…” Sean shrugs his shoulders “...I thought you said there were three questions?”
“Oh yeah, there is a third question.” Kim says as she points at his wide brimmed stetson hat. “What’s with the hat?”
“Uh, I liked it. So I had mom buy it for me.”
“You never liked hats, kiddo. I bought you an official Kimmy hat and a Queens of Chaos logo hat but you don’t wear either of them. You’ve never worn hats.” She snatches the hat and takes it off his head. Then she points at the sunglasses. “And what about those?”
“It’s bright out.”
“No it’s not. Its cloudy. In fact, they’re calling for rain today.” Kim reaches over and snatches the sunglasses off of his face. Once the sunglasses are gone the two blackeyes are revealed in their gruesome glory. Kim is taken aback by this sight.
“Aunt Kim, I can explain…”
“Oh kiddo, didn’t your mom tell you that lying is not only bad but trying to lie to me is downright stupid? You can’t do it! Seeing you dressed like that raised all sorts of red flags. I knew something was wrong and now I see this…” she points to his face where he sports the black eyes “...did you get into another fight?”
“Aunt Kim…”
“Did you get into another fight?” She asks again, more sternly this time. Sean sighs and nods his head.
“Yeah…kinda…”
“Kiddo, I thought you had learned your lesson? Don’t you know the consequences of this kind of stuff? The school already spoke to your mom about fighting once. If this had happened on school grounds again you probably would have been suspended or worse.”
“I know.” Sean nods his head. “And I remembered what you said to me, how you said to only fight when I have to, if I’m defending myself.”
“Oh really?” Kim arches her brow. “Were you defending yourself?”
“Uh-huh…” Sean’s voice trails off. Kim thinks on it for a moment. It is hard to earn back trust after betraying it, Kim knows this. Still, she senses that he is telling the truth.
“Tell me about it, kiddo.”
“Well, I did what you and mom told me to do. I cooperated with authorities. They asked me questions and I answered each and every one of them. Almost all of the questions had to do with Kyle, Jackson, and Max.”
“And?”
“And this…” Sean points to his face “...Kyle, Jackson, and Max found out that I snitched and they attacked me. So I guess it was more of a beat down than an actual fight.” He sighs. “I didn’t stand a chance of really defending myself three against one.” Sean is clearly distressed. Kim pats him on the shoulder.
“It’s ok, kiddo. You did the right thing.”
“Yeah, I did the right thing but still got hurt in the end.”
“Doing the ring thing isn’t always easy, kiddo. Sometimes it hurts. And as much as we like to believe that tv shows and movies are right, that the good guys always win in the end, sometimes the bad guys get the last word. That’s a sad reality about the world today.”
“I suppose I just have to learn to accept it.”
“Well, look on the brightside; your record is clean now. You have a fresh start. But your pals, once the authorities are done, they may end up in juvenile hall. They’re gonna be in big trouble.”
“That won’t stop them from coming after me again.” Sean says, shaking his head. “Or coming after other people.”
“True.” Kim smirks devilishly. “But you know what? Good guys don’t always win, that’s true. However I do believe in something called karma.”
“Karma?” Sean asks curiously.
“Yes, karma. She’s a bitch, kiddo, and so am I.”
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Scene 2
Boston, Massachusetts
Off Camera
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Over the last several months, Kim and her twin sister, Sean’s mother Marie Jones, have noticed the behavioral changes in Sean. He had been skipping school, he let his grades suffer, he began to bully other kids, and get into a fight. Worst of them all, he broke into the school and vandalized it. Eventually Kim and Marie learned that Sean was being influenced by his new friends, Kyle, Max, and Jackson. Those three are beyond just simple schoolyard bullies; they are downright juvenile miscreants in the eyes of school officials. Kim cannot help but agree, especially when she learned from Sean himself that Kyle, Max, and Jackson put him up to everything, how they broke into the school with him to vandalize it. In fact, everything perpetrated has been their idea. Sean has just been brought along for the ride. It is the age old story of wanting to impress the kids that are either popular, feared, or a little bit of both. In the case of Kyle, Jackson, and Max, those three are just mostly feared as opposed to popular and Sean preferred to stay on their good side, especially when they started taking a liking to him. Unfortunately, their actions have been downright criminal and they pushed Sean over the line from childishness to criminal intent and all four of them were caught red handed. The difference between Sean and the other three is that he has no record. He had no history of problems. And authorities were willing to let it stay that way if and only if Sean was willing to cooperate with the authorities.
For every action there is a consequence. Sean’s actions got him in trouble with the law but his cooperation perhaps could get him back on track and save him from having a permanent record. Yet in cooperating with authorities, Sean has also apparently incurred the wrath of his now former friends Kyle, Jackson, and Max. Kimberly picked Sean up from school and noticed his black eye and bruised face. It didn’t take much of an interrogation from Kimberly to figure out that the bullies were taking their frustration out on Sean, the apparent snitch of the group.
“I’m gonna kill ‘em!” Kim says angrily as she paces the floor of her twin sister’s living room, dressed in a goth style purple plaid mini dress and black flats. A look of pure rage is etched across her face. Or instead of rage the preferred term could be righteous indignation? Kim is deeply loyal to her family and feels especially protective of her nephew. The fact that these three kids not only have been a bad influence upon him but are now assaulting him for apparently “snitching” on them has made The Woman Scorned very angry. She would do just about anything to protect Sean. It’s just up to Kim’s sister Marie to make sure that “anything” doesn’t mean going outside the boundaries of the law. This is why Marie Jones, Kim’s twin sister who sits on the cream colored plush leather sofa, wearing a black pencil skirt, black patent leather high heel pumps, and a red silk blouse, is watching Kimberly very closely and very carefully.
“Look, let the authorities handle it.”
“Oh like how they’ve handled it sooooo nicely thus far? How often has my nephew come in from school with a black eye?”
“I know its a lot, but…
“The evidence is there, Marie. He’s getting beat up on a regular basis because he was a snitch. We knew this would happen!”
“But he had no choice, Kim!” Marie exclaims. She motions for her sister to sit down next to her on the sofa. Kim reluctantly does agree to sit down. Marie sighs deeply and shakes her head. “If he stayed loyal to them, if he didn’t ‘snitch’ as you put it, he would have gotten charged. It would have gone on his record. At least now he’s still clean.”
“I get it, sis, he had no choice. But at least they could have protected him from those three clowns. Instead they forced Sean to go to summer school along with them!” Kim says indignantly. Marie again sighs.
“It’s frustrating, I get it, but once again Sean had little choice in the matter. His grades were so low that he had to go to summer school to make up for it.”
“Which puts him in danger of being assaulted on a daily basis by those idiots.”
“I’m sorry, Kim. But there’s very little we can do.”
“Oh there’s plenty we can do.” She smirks devilishly. “Rather, there’s plenty I can do.”
“No way.” Marie shakes her vehemently. “Out of the question.”
“Oh and why not?” Kim says, folding her arms over her chest and pouting like an upset, disappointed child.
“Because my son is in enough trouble as it is. I don’t need to deal with you getting into trouble as well.”
“Trouble?” Kim scoffs. “I spent years in a mental asylum. I’d be fine.”
“Exactly. You have spent time…most importantly, everyone knows WHY you spent time. Everyone knows what you have done. Those that don’t know at least have an understanding of how dangerous you can be just from watching you in death matches on SCW, MWE, GCW…”
“Which is why you should let me put the fear of Kim in those three clowns who are assaulting my nephew!”
“Kim!” Marie exclaims. “Listen to yourself! You are losing control!”
“And what’s wrong with losing control?” Kim asks curiously. “It isn’t like we’ve really had much control over this situation from the beginning.”
“Kim, I know how much Sean means to you. And I know how much you want to help. But think for a second, think about your own reputation and your own career. You have worked so damn hard since getting released from the mental ward to proving yourself, to making a name for yourself. Sure, there have been bumps in the road where you had setbacks. There have been times where your lost control for a moment and it seemed to the world as if you were regressing. But you would just fight back harder than before and prove yourself once again. But you will throw all of that way if you decide to take the law into your own hands.”
“I hate it when you’re right.” Kim shrugs her shoulders. “I suppose I could find something else to keep me entertained.” Kim opens her mouth to respond when she hears the front door open. This can only mean the arrival of Sean Connor Jones. Kim and Marie turn to watch and see if Sean enters the living room. Instead they hear footsteps going up the staircase. Then they hear his door shut behind him. Kim turns her attention back to Marie.
“How is he doing?”
“As well as can be expected, under the circumstances. He’s having to attend summer school to make up for his bad grades. He’s under constant threat from those bullies. But on the bright side the authorities did live up to their promise.”
“Sean’s record is clean?” Kim asks for confirmation. Marie nods her head.
“Yes. This would have been his first offense of…well…any kind of law. He’s always been good and since the Jones family is rather prominent here in Massachusetts they were more than happy to cut a deal. I’m just grateful that they lived up to their word.”
“Sean’s lucky.” Kim points out. “Not every kid like him gets that kinda chance.”
“It does pay to be a Jones sometimes.”
“Yeah, but that last name isn’t helping him against those jackasses who corrupted him, influenced him, and got him into this mess.”
“Now calm down, Kim.” Marie states. “Remember what we discussed.”
“Don’t worry, I’m calm. I won’t maim anyone. But can I at least go talk to the kiddo?” Kim asks. Marie nods her head.
“Sure, go right ahead. I’m sure he’d love to see his favorite aunt.”
Now that definitely sounds like a good idea. Kimberly gives her sister a big hug before rising up off of the sofa. Kim then begins to make her way through the living room and out into the hall. She rounds a corner and immediately finds the staircase. Williams ascends the staircase quickly until she gets to the top. The Woman Scorned heads straight for her nephew’s room. She finds it unlocked and thus easily pushes it open. Kim steps inside and finds her nephew lying on his side, his back towards her. Kim smirks knowingly.
“I like how you’re pretending to be asleep, kiddo.” After hearing these words from his aunt, Sean turns around to face her. Kim looks at Sean and notices the black eye. She motions towards it. “You got another black eye today?”
“Uh-huh…”
“Not even gonna try to lie about it, huh?” Kim approaches his bed. She sits down on the edge of it. Sean shakes his head.
“What would be the point? You and mom know everything that’s going on.”
“This is true. But how are you handling it?”
“Not good, Aunt Kim. I’m nervous every day I have to go to school. I’m worried about facing Kyle, Max, and Jackson.”
“From the looks of that shiner you have a reason to be nervous. What is the school doing about it?”
“Not much.” Sean says, shaking his head.
“Just remember, kiddo, its ok to fight back. It is always ok to defend yourself. If these clowns come after you, go after them just as hard. I mean, I can teach you a few moves if you want.”
“That’d be great, Aunt Kim!” Sean says. He seems to perk up, seems to be happy even, for just a split second. But then a look of disappointment washes over him. “Oh but what’s the use? It won’t do any good.”
“Is that a knock on my wrestling ability?” Kim asks. “I can maim another human being in very creative fashion. Those kinds of skills will work perfectly for what you’re dealing with.”
“Maybe, but it would still be three on one. Those odds are insurmountable even for you, Aunt Kim. Besides…”
“Besides what?” Kim asks. She senses that there is more that Sean wants to say. Unfortunately he tries to remain tight lipped. He shakes his head.
“Nothing.” He quickly lays back down on the bed.
“Oh it doesn’t work like that, kiddo.” Kim says grinning from ear to ear. “You already said too much. Spill the beans.” Kim lies down on the bed, her eyes are locked onto Sean’s. She has a creepy grin on her face which makes Sean break.
“Oh…ok. But promise you won’t tell my mom.”
“You think I would lie to my own flesh and blood? You think I would keep something important from my sister?” Kim sits up, as does Sean.
“Yes.”
“Right, ok, you got me. I can and will keep secrets from your mother…if they are worth keeping. Now spill…what’s up with you, kiddo?”
“Well…” there is a long pause, it is obvious that Sean is still hesitant to say anything, even to Kim, but eventually he does talk “...you know Kyle, Jackson, and Max have been attacking me at school lately. Its all been about making me pay for being a snitch.”
“Snitches get stitches.” Kim points out. Sean nods his head.
“Now I know where that phrase comes from. Anyway, today was different…” his voice trails off.
“How so? What did they want?”
“Kyle suggested that…uh…”
“What? What did this idiot Kyle suggest?”
“He wants to meet later this evening. He says he wants to settle the matter once and for all.”
“Well that certainly sounds ominous now doesn’t it?” Kim says sarcastically. “Your pal Kyle is a real piece of work.”
“I’m sure Jackson and Max will be there with him. At school there are teachers and other officials to stop them. But this will be after hours. No one around to stop them.”
“Are you planning to go?” Kim asks curiously. Sean responds by shrugging his shoulders.
“I really don’t know. I know you and mom always taught me to never be afraid and to stand up for myself. And I know that all of this is my fault, and I probably should pay the consequences. But if I go tonight, I’m afraid I’ll just be getting into more trouble.” Sean seems genuinely confused. He obviously has no idea what he should do. Kimberly wraps an arm around his shoulder.
“You’re right, kiddo.”
“About what?”
“All of it. You shouldn’t be afraid, you should face your fears. You should stand up for yourself. And yes, if you go tonight you will probably get into more trouble.”
“So what you’re saying is that I should tell mom and let the authorities handle it?”
“Well…” Kim grins knowingly “...I didn’t necessarily say that…”
“I know that look.” Sean says. “You have a plan don’t you?”
“Who me?” Kim shakes her head and plays innocent. “I never have plans!”
This is a lie, of course. Kim almost always has a plan. And tonight, she does have a plan. She promised her sister that she wouldn’t do anything criminal as retaliation for what those three kids did to her nephew. That’s all she promised. Kim has a plan and her plan isn’t criminal, but it certainly involves karma. Because karma is a bitch and so is Kim.
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Scene 3
Boston, Massachusetts
Off Camera
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When Kim 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. 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.”
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Scene 4
Boston, Massachusetts
Off Camera
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Kimberly Williams does indeed have a criminal record. Though her criminal history was garnered during a time when she was mentally unhinged, practically insane. In fact, the court deemed her insane and put her in a psychiatric ward rather than spending time in an actual prison. Still, the fact remains that Kimberly’s run-ins with the law does exist and it makes a perfect candidate for a Scared Straight Program, specifically as the individual doing the scaring. Edward Rogers, the principal of Sean’s school, has been in contact with Kimberly about this plan of hers. While initially hesitant, he agreed only after discussing it with the sheriff’s office and other law enforcement agencies involved with the local Scared Straight program. While this may not be your typical Scared Straight scenario, this does present a unique situation for the school officials to help those at risk youth. After all, it isn’t every day that you have a celebrity of sorts in your midst who had been in that position, who had served time due to going down that dark path, only to not only recover, not only to be rehabilitated, but to really make a name for themselves and make themselves successful. Kimberly sold it as their opportunity to show these at risk kids that they do not have to go down that dark path, that they can change and make themselves better. This is an opportunity to show them an example from someone within their own community who was rehabilitated and did obtain some success.
Typically in a Scared Straight Program the at risk youth would be bussed to a correctional institute and be given a tour of the prison; essentially a preview into their future if they continue down the path they are going on. However, on this occasion the chosen location is the school itself. And instead of several at risk youth, there are only three; Kyle, Jackson, and Max. These are the primary trouble makers at the school. These are the ones who have caused problems for the school officials and the student body for quite some time now. These are the problems that Principal Rogers would like to see dealt with. Kyle, Jackson, and Max are in a classroom all by themselves at the moment. They have been made to wait for quite some time now and are growing rather impatient. Their wait is coming to an end as the classroom door opens and Principal Rogers enters the room.
“Why the hell are we still here?!” Kyle erupts with rage and anger in his voice.
“Yeah! And why did ya make us wait?” Max demands. “You’ve been gone nearly an hour!”
“You are exaggerating.” Rogers remarks. “Still, it was necessary. I wanted you to think about what you have done and why you are here.”
“We know why we’re here.” Jackson answers. “We just don’t care.”
“More disrespect? Haven’t you learned anything?”
“All we know is you’re wasting our time. You’re holding us in detention for nothing.”
“This isn’t detention, Kyle.”
“Whatever the hell it is just get on with it and send us home!” Max demands.
“Yeah! It aint like this is gonna matter anyway!”
“Maybe? Maybe not? I would like to think that there is hope for you three, despite the trouble you have caused. I would like to think that no child is simply a lost cause. That’s why the local authorities, the school, and our next guest have gone to great lengths for this…well…surprise that we have in store for you this afternoon.”
“What kinda surprise?” Kyle asks.
“Don’t ya get it, Kyle?” Max asks. “This clown is gonna try to scare us straight.”
“Really?” Kyle asks with a sneer on his face. Principal Rogers nods his head.
“Yes, really.”
“You’re outta your mind!” Jackson exclaims.
“No, I really am not. Besides, I’m not the one trying to scare you straight.” Principal Rogers walks towards the door and opens it. “She is…”
“Huh?”
Kyle, Jackson, and Max watch as a scene right out of Silence of the Lambs unfolds right before their eyes. Two armed guards wheel Kimberly Williams in on a hand truck. She is wearing a bright orange jumpsuit and is wrapped up in a straight jacket. She has “hannibal lecter” mask over her face. The guards bring her to a stop at the front of the classroom. One of the guards then takes the mask off of her face to show the three kids her full facial features. Jackson points and straight laughing.
“That’s Sean’s mom!”
“Is that your plan, Principal Rogers? Have the wussy’s mom complain to us about how we beat up her snitch of a son?”
“It would be an honor if Sean was my son. Alas, its not true.”
“Huh?” Jackson asks. “What are you on about lady?”
“You ever hard about the ‘evil twin trope’? Two people who look alike but are moral opposites?” Kim sneers nastily. “Yeah, I’m the evil twin.” In one motion Kim flings the straight jacket off. Obviously it was not tied down very well. The three kids are startled a little by this but they quickly regain their composure. Kimberly cackles nastily.
“You’re nuts, lady.” Kyle states. Kim points to him.
“Who is the dumbass with the smart mouth?”
“That would be Kyle.” Principal Rogers points out. Kim then reaches into her pocket and produces a shank. She charges over and with a loud shout rears back and slams the shank on Kyle’s desk, right in front him. The officers flinched just a little, so does Principal Rogers, but they all were assured ahead of time that Kim knows what she is doing. She knows how far she can go with these three.
“You think you’re so badass, don’t you? You’re just a punk kid. You have done nothing but terrorize a school and vandalize property. Look into my eyes, kid, and see the eyes of a real monster. I murdered my foster mother, I broke my real mother’s neck, I kidnapped my sister, locked her in a basement, and kept her there for a month while I took her place.” She holds up three fingers. “Three of those things are true, one is a lie, care to guess which one I made up?”
“You’re…you’re nuts…” Kyle repeats quietly.
“Yeah, I thought we already established that. Crazy Kim! Kim Williams, and Sean happens to be my nephew.” Kim takes her shank, turns and slams it down in front of Max. “You seem to talk a lot but you look like just a follower to me. What’s your name?”
“Max.”
“Tell me, Max, is this the path you really want to be on? Do you really want to do this? Because you are so damn close to ruining your entire life and that would be a shame. It would be a damn shame because you have so much potential. You’re lucky. All of you are lucky. This is sorta like a Scared Straight Program, you’re right about that. I’m trying to get into those thick skulls of yours and make you realize just what path you’re heading down.”
She pats herself on the chest. “I told you about my record. It was enough to get me life in prison but I was lucky that the judge and the state of Massachusetts agreed that I was not of sound mind. I was lucky that they thought I needed psychiatric treatment. But even then I could have stayed locked up in that psych ward forever had it not been for another stroke of good luck…a family that gave a damn about me enough to help me.”
“No one cares, lady.” Jackson remarks. Kim smirks as she takes the shank and slams it down in front of him. He nearly jumps out of his seat in fear.
“Not so brave are you, you little shit?” Kim sneers. “See this little toy of mine? It’s called a shank. You and your idiot friends will learn to make these in prison if you are determined to make that your future. At this school you may be the big bad bullies but at the rate you three idiots are going you will eventually get into major trouble, you will eventually do something that will get you tried as an adult, and you will go to adult prison, not the half-assed juvenile detention you’ve done thus far. You are so close to experiencing the reality of the dark path you are on.” She takes her shank and puts it back in her pocket. Williams then slowly makes her way back to the front of the room where she addresses all three.
“See, I know my limits. I know how far I can and cannot go. I respect the rules. But you three clowns are getting oh so close to making that one big fucking mistake that lands you in real trouble. You are close to meeting those guys who know their limits but just don’t give a damn. You are close to meeting the guys who will take this shank and cut your damn throats.”
Suddenly Kyle leaps up out of his seat and rushes the front of the room. He lunges towards Kim and reaches into her pocket, trying to get at the shank. Kim pulls back and the shank goes flying out of her pocket onto the floor. The officers rush over and grab hold of Kyle. Jackson and Max, for their part, appear to be too afraid to even move. Kimberly smirks knowingly as she reaches down and picks her shank back up and places it back in her pocket.
“I guess I can see who the leader of the Three Stooges are, huh?” Kim chuckles softly. She slowly approaches Kyle. “I want you to understand something, dipshit. I could have hurt you and hurt you real bad just now. And I would have been completely justified. It’s called self-defense, because you rushed me. But I’m choosing mercy on you idiots because my job today isn’t to beat you half to death. My job is to try to make you see the light. My job is to try and help you to see that the path you’re on is only leading to more pain, heartache, and grief. I’m trying to help you to quit making stupid decisions.” Kim watches as Kyle is dragged away by the officers. Then she approaches Jackson and Max.
“You two seem smarter than him. He’s obviously the leader here. So why do you follow him? If he tells you to go jump off a cliff are you stupid enough to actually do it? Huh?”
“Uh…” Jackson tries to talk but he can’t find any words. Max, on the other hand, remains totally silent. Kim smirks.
“You’re not used to being on the receiving end of intimidation, are ya? Well get used to it because if you go down this path, if you end up in prison, you will no longer be the baddest boys in the yard. You will be two fresh pieces of meat ready to be used and abused. There are much larger and meaner guys in prison who will eat you alive.” She points to the door where Kyle was just forcibly taken out. “That’s where he’s taking you. Kyle is leading you there right now. If that’s what you want then keep on doing what you’re doing. But I am here to warn you that one of these days you three idiots are going to fuck with the wrong psychopath and you are going to get seriously hurt. Do we understand one another?”
“Y….yes.” Jackson says quietly.
“Wonderful.” Kim says grinning from ear to ear. She turns towards Principal Rogers. “These really are great kids, y’know that?”
“Yes, quite.” He says with a sigh. “Jackson, Max, you may leave.” Nothing else has to be said. Jackson and Max indeed are quite fearful and immediately take the opportunity to leap from their seats and exit the classroom as fast as they can. Principal Rogers turns to face Kimberly. “Do you think it helped?”
“Who knows? In my research I saw a mixed bag. Sometimes it works. Sometimes it has the opposite effect.”
“It was a risk I am willing to take. Something must be done about those three. Maybe Jackson and Max at least learned something. If anyone could be reached its those two. You are right, Kyle is the leader. And I am worried about Kyle possibly organizing retaliation against your nephew, Ms. Williams.”
“Oh I’m sure he will. But don’t worry, Principal Rogers.” She winks. “Sean will be just fine.”
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Scene 5
Boston, Massachusetts
Off Camera
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Kimberly is hopeful that her ‘scared straight’ program has done its job and has put an end to their brief reign of terror. She is hopeful that Sean will no longer have to worry about those three bothering him anymore. The Woman Scorned currently is sitting on a ratty, filthy, tore up sofa that is probably a health hazard. The living room itself is very dilapidated and more than likely barely passed inspection. This isn’t the ideal living conditions for someone who is as wealthy as Kim Williams but that’s ok, Kim does not want to live in the lap of luxury. The more humble, the better. The deranged ginger is wearing torn denim jeans, flip flops, and a German themed t-shirt with the word “Oktoberfest” printed on the front. Sitting in her lap is her hamster Caligula, and Caligula’s cage is sitting on the sofa next to her. Suddenly there is a loud noise coming from outside, this noise is followed by what can only be described as screaming; the screaming of kids. A sinister grin forms on Kimberly’s lovely face. “...it sounds like we just ourselves a big fish, Caligula!” She gently places her hamster back in his cage. “Now stay right there. Mommy will be right back!”
Kimberly gets up from off the sofa and makes her way through her tiny home and to the door where she exits to the outside, where it is dark, the middle of the night. Then, just like your typical psychopath from a slasher film Kimberly follows the sound of the screaming kids around to the back of her house until she spots the same three terrors she saw yesterday; Kyle, Jackson, and Max. They are trapped in a heavy net that had been suspended from a tree overlooking Kim’s home. Kim places her hands on her hips and watches with glee as they struggle in vain to escape.
“You know, I was just being mean when I said you three were idiots yesterday. But damn, maybe I was right? I mean, that’s the second time I caught you morons with the same damn trap. Just a different net, obviously.”
“That was you?!” Kyle exclaims. Kim nods her head as she happily skips over towards the boys.
“Yup, that was me.” She reaches inside of a thick bush. She pulls out a aquarium style container that contains a large snake. Kim smirks as she holds the container up close to the boys and one of them, namely Kyle, starts fidgeting wildly. Kim snickers nastily. “So my research is true. At least one of you goofs is ophidiophobia.” She sets the container down. She reaches inside and pulls the snake out and holds it up towards Kyle.
“Do you know what ophidiophobia is, buddy?”
“Uh, no…no…just don’t let that thing get near me!” Tears are flowing down his face.
“It’s an overwhelming fear of snakes.” Kim winks. “Why don’t you pet him? His name is Shaun Cruze. He’s a real asshole but he won’t bite.”
“You’re fucking insane!”
“And you’re ophidiophobic, Kyle.” Kim winks as she continues to playfully waves the snake at the frightened boys. “You’re also dumbasses, all of your dumbasses for thinking that you could target the home of a well known psychopath.” She brushes the snake up against Kyle, then Max, and then Jackson. “Which one of you geniuses wants to tell me your brilliant plan?”
“We were just gonna rob you!” Jackson exclaims.
“Vandalize my place too, no doubt.” Kim asks. Jackson weakly nods his head. Kim laughs. “Have you seen the inside of my house? You vandalizing it would probably make it go UP in value.” Kim throws her head back and laughs hysterically. She gently puts the snake named Shaun Cruze back into its container. She turns back to the three kids. “You are fools, all three of you. Playing pretend tough guys but not one of you has a real plan. Unlike ME…I have a plan for everything.” She playfully tugs at the net they are hopelessly caught up in. “See this net here? This is my trap I have laid out for any potential intruders.” She shakes her head. “Sorry to burst your bubble, kiddos, but I didn’t plan this specially for you. I have my whole property booby trapped for morons such as yourself. You are not special. Not one of you is special in my eyes.”
Kim leans in close, sneering nastily. “Sorta like how no one in that school is all that special to you. Like how no one out in society is special to you. You’re just pretend thugs, that’s all you are. Pretend gangsters who decide to retaliate when someone snitches on them.” Kim reaches into her pocket and produces the shank she had yesterday from school. “Cause snitches get stitches, right?”
“Wait…wait…” Max starts pleading “...no!”
“Shut up!” Kim shouts angrily. “See? Not so fun when you’re on the receiving end, now is it? What happened yesterday wasn’t Scared Straight. That was just a red herring. This is how scared straight is really done. Because you are now at my mercy and there is NOTHING you can do! There is so much I would love to do right now because you three went and fucked with my family. And I am a psychopath who wouldn’t blink an eye at spending more time in jail if I had to.” Kim takes the shank and rears back. The boys brace for the worst but, much to their surprise, Kim just cuts the net open, releasing them. She motions for them to get up and they quickly scramble to their feet.
“Here’s the deal, kiddos. You will leave my nephew alone. You will leave everyone at that school alone. What you do with your lives is none of my concern. Throw it away if you want. But I hope you’ve at least tried to listen and tried to learn something. But all I care about right now is that this little gang you have going right now ends. Because otherwise there will be consequences.”
“You…you gonna…” Kyle gulps. The tough guy facade is no longer there. He is just a scared little kid. “...you gonna hurt us?”
“I could.” She smirks. Then she reaches into her pocket and produces her iphone. There is a blinding flash as she snaps a picture. “But I think blackmail works quite well too.” She turns the phone around and shows them the picture, a picture that reveals that all three of them just urinated in their pants. “See? You're not tough guys. You definitely aren’t gangsters. You are little babies. That’s all you are. Little babies…little babies who thought they could trespass on private property, vandalize the place, and burglarize it. Gee, I wonder how that would over with law enforcement who already want to throw the damn book at you?” She snickers, content that she made her point. “Now, if you don’t want the rest of the kids in the school thinking you lot still need diapers, then you’ll quit your crap. Are we clear?”
“Ye…yes, Ms. Williams.” Kyle says, nodding his head.
“Great.” Kim pinches his cheeks. “You really are such a well behaved little boy!” She points. “Now get outta here! You’re bothering me!”
Kim just put the fear of God into those three kids. They immediately turn and make a run for it, trying to get as far away from Williams as they possibly can. Meanwhile Kim folds her arms over her chest and watches on with a satisfied look on her face. Her nephew had to endure some harassment, he endured trials and tribulations, but she is satisfied that he is back on the right path and that no one will be messing with him anytime soon.