Story took place in 2019
Jill Wagner had never been happier in life. The happiness changed the day she got an email from a name that should not be emailing her, Erica durance. All her joy disappeared having that flash from her past. She hated two women, and one was primal it was the sight the thought of everything about her and that was Erica. Their fights were so close with both needing to use a weapon to win. While she and Kelly Overton were probably a more equal to this day especially finding out in the second when both fought full hate neither could win. They had some level of mutual respect now.
Respect was not something she had for Erica, nor would she ever have. Erica Durance was an egotistical bitch who she enjoyed making bleed. She hadn’t thought about it for a long time because everything was coming up Jill
Erica had been thinking about Jill Wagner more and more. In all her years from Smallville to today no woman made her as angry as Jill. No woman had ever made her so obsessed with inflicting pain. No woman caused her to dream about new ways of inflicting pain like Jill
She had a win on Jill, but it wasn’t enough. She knew this wasn’t over for Jill how could it be when she wasn’t over it yet. Victories one a piece and both were dirty and if she felt this need it had to be the same for that inferior. So why wasn’t Jill accepting this fight challenge.
A week had passed, and Erica still heard nothing back. She was working out on a heavy bag and went to her printer and printed a photo. She made a video of her punching that photo on the punching bag and sent it to Jill. “Say yes so I can do this for real”
A photo came back it was Jill in a cut off top sweating and the message read “Look at me then go look in the mirror. You are a has been and I’m not getting shamed for what I’d do to you.”
Erica sent a picture of herself in the same kind of outfit and sweating. She was in the equal shape of Jill “Its not shame bitch. You know what you would do to me, and it scares you that its absolutely nothing I’d destroy you. Think I’m wrong prove me wrong.”
Jill was furious reading that and had a message typed up but left it. She paced the house. She went for a ride then back at the computer erased the message. “I know your wrong and I’ll prove it but now you know you are wrong and probably scared so if you want to do this let’s stop the trash and name the time and place.”
“One of us is wrong on that you finally got something right. I have been at you to fight and finally that yellow streak on your back slid off that flat ass, so you tell me where and Ill be there.”
“Know what I want Erica… I want it just the two of us no me grabbing a mug or you grab a log. None of that shit, just Jill Wagner kicking Erica Durance’s fat ass and punching her flabby stomach. That’s what I want, and you have been at this longer so if that’s what you want then say where and I will kick that ass one last time.”
“We send someone our co-ordinates. They find the middle point that we can rent or buy I don’t care. One room cleared except for a couch so a couch, four walls and two doors is all I want. Then you get that ego shut down and poor Kelly doesn’t get her next fight and none of those other so-called toughs get to retire you.”
Erica got to the spot that was designated, and a text came in “What are Jills last words to me? He” It wasn’t a text from Jill but one from Alana De La Garza
‘How fast does word of a war travel in our world. I’m a continent apart and my set is talking about you. They know what we did so they’re interested. I meant what I said Erica and I wish you luck because I know how much you hate Jill, but I know how much she hates you. My word is my bond.’
“I need that rematch... So close so much fun so much the opposite of.”
“Look bitch they took the windows out of this tiny home. I put that whore Kelly through a window so I guess they figure what I do to you will be worst…They’re right.”
“Who won that fight?” Erica didn’t want to run at Jill like her instincts were telling her
“I will end it with her after I end it with you.” Jill took some deep breaths. They never said anything else just stared at the other.
“Not a thing here to hit over the head with … This ends with a winner this ends with me standing over you Jill.”
“If you stand over me then you earned it but bitch, I guarantee you won’t be standing when this is over, you’ll be crying.”
Jill took off her shirt and was in great shape “See this… See me I’m producing a new show where I’m supposed to be in a Elite branch of govt. You are absolutely fucked.” Jill had never been in that level of physical shape.
Erica took off her shirt and she was not in Jills shape. She was older and not near the Lois Lane build but still beautiful “Look at you. You got fat.” Jill said “I thought you were ready for this. I know Kelly is in this shape.”
“Don’t you shame me. I’m in great shape and just because I don’t have defined muscles, I never deprived myself of water to try and intimidate. I’m going to show you up once and for all.”
“Oh no this is me at full capacity. This is farm strength and gym muscles. I am ready for Lioness, and you are ready for the buffet. Disappointing really, it culminates to this.”
“Fuck you its not about the body its about the fight so let’s end this with a fight.”
“LET’S END IT AT LAST!”
They ran collided chests Erica bounced back. Erica wasn’t going to give in she would need to be killed to lose this rivalry. Two big haymakers by the Canadian then a dive for a takedown.
Two more big swings from Erica, one hit the shoulder of Jill Wagner, and the other rocked the jaw. Before she could say ‘Come on Bitch.’ Jill got her shins between Erica’s legs and flipped the position
Jill was sitting up hitting lefts and rights. Erica got her arms up so she blocked most some got through and Erica kept bucking her hips until she had Erica enough on her stomach, she could raise here ass and force Jill more forward until Erica could grab the hair and pull down until Jill had to flip forward.
Eric was clubbing jills back “Its power bitch. Its end days.”
Jill never tried to crawl away she drove her ass back into Erica’s stomach and brought her body up. Erica got her right arm under the arm and squeezed Jill’s tits then threw her down “My experience and my hate for you.”
