I’d like to give a big BIG thank you to Laurie your help and input in this part and of course Howard for your guidance and allowing me to help in your project

you both ROCK!
2 hours into Team Rachel’s training session…Rachel - Gemma, I know you’ve had a thing with Laurie Breeze in the past but do you think you can look past that and work on her wrestling skills? I’ve been watching her all session and she just looks like a fish out of water here…
Gemma - Yeah, I know what you mean. I’m not sure she knows what sparring is. To her there’s fighting and there’s not fighting. I don’t think she knows how to throw a punch with anything less than 100% power! You see the hit she gave Wilma?
Rachel - no but I heard it, then I heard her screaming after Wilma put on an ankle lock as payback
Gemma - yeah… that was kinda funny
Rachel - no it wasn’t. I’m all for training hard but if every swing she throws in here is a knock out blow she’s either going to put one of our girls out of action or aggravate them so much they take her out… I’d like you to go over there and train with her. Maybe some one to one coaching is what she needs.
Gemma sighs and looks over at Laurie, she’s on her back getting pounded by Wilma “the Geek Freak” Watson but her defence is more akin to something you’d see in a cheerleaders locker-room catfight than an MMA fight… she’s got a whole lot of heart and as Wilma picks her shots and pounds out Laurie, she just keeps on trying to scramble out of it to no avail. Gemma nods at Rachel then jogs over to the two of them
Gemma - Hey Wilma, good pace so far, go see Rachel she’ll set you up with a new routine, I think she mentioned some sparing with Nikki
Wilma - sure thing Gemma
She get’s up offering Laurie a hand but the diminutive brunette declines and gets up on her own power. Her left cheek is already a little puffy and red from a heavy shot she took and her nose has dried blood under it
Wilma - *laughing and snorting* I wouldn’t want to pull you up anyway. Your hands are sweaty and germy and I don’t like bacteria and fungus…
(Wilma- Laurie Breeze… you know, the wind carries bacteria and e-coli and all kinds of flesh-eating diseases. Kind of like Laurie, but I guess my chokehold and ground and pound was the vaccine, ha ha ha *snort*!)
Gemma - look Laurie… we need to work on your ground game
Laurie - Why?
Gemma - because you don’t have one
Laurie - so I won’t go to the ground, big deal
Gemma sighs hard, feeling like she’s talking to a brick wall
Laurie - don’t you fucking sigh at me! I’m giving it my all damn it!
Gemma - oh I know that Laurie! I mean DAMN! don’t you know how to pull some back? These girls are your team mates! You should be learning from each other! Bettering each other! Not trying to knock the fuck out of each other!!!
Laurie - What… what do you mean? I’m givin’ it my all ain’t I? I’m training as hard as I can! Not a single girl here has gone at it as hard as I have!!!
She growls out defensively
Gemma - you’re one dumb fucking bitch, you know that? Yeah you work hard, but you don’t work smart! You’d spend 6 hours punching a hole in a brick wall to get to the other side and by DAMN you’d succeed! That heart of yours would make sure of it… but if you JUST listen to someone’s advice, you’d realise there was an unlocked door down the wall and you could have saved yourself 6 fucking hours and a bloody hand!… you hear what I’m saying?
Laurie - oh don’t worry Gemma… I’ve heard every word you’ve said about me
She scowls, her eyes narrowing as she recalls Gemma’s pre season interviews
Laurie - and I’ve said before, this is Ultimate Catfighter not Ultimate Wrestler! I've done just fine up to now without wrestling skills....I survived a war with you in that locked room...I took your best 'n gave it right back....I know just as much now as I did then. You beat me but that had nothing to do with me knowing little about wrestling. You just had more fighting experience.
Gemma sighs again and rolls her eyes knowing Laurie would bring up their previous violent encounter…
Gemma - FINE! You don’t want any help? Then get your arse laid out by Bully Brit! We’ll spend our time training the next girl to do what you’ll fail to do! But do me one thing… just go easy in sparing would you? You keep trying to take peoples heads off with every swing and you’re going to damage Rachel’s fighters or yourself for that matter
Laurie - well we got a problem then… ‘coz I don’t hold back, no way, no how! Besides, how can I be sure I can trust them to hold back on me? Most of ‘em are bigger than I am. No way I’m taking any chances, I’ll take them out before they can do it to me… but I see your point. Tell you what… if you’re so worried I might injure one of your precious heifers, how about you spar with me? After all… nobody really cares if you get hurt do they?
Gemma - *sigh* fine… we’ll go for three minute rounds, just here on the mats, but do me a favour? Just try and hold back a little biUUUUGGGHHHH!!!!
Gemma grunts as Laurie’s knee slams her low in her stomach, closer to her womanhood than her abs… as she doubles over Laurie grips her hair and fires three fast knee’s into her face stunning her and causing a lot of blood to flow… Gemma grunts with each brain rattling impact and drops to her knees. Laurie steps back, ripping at Gemma’s hair as she does and that sends her sprawling face down on the mats. In an instant Laurie spots the 4 month old scars on Gemma’s lower back and drops a hard right knee down across it
Gemma - FUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!!!!!!!!
She screams out, her face in total anguish. By now all the other fighters have crowded round and are watching the brawl take place. Rachel, noticing this, makes a gesture to them.
Rachel- Don’t stop. Continue working. Do not allow yourselves to become distracted. You will have your time as well.
Porsche/Perfect- Ms. Rachel or Master Rachel or Mrs. Apache-Thunderhawk, may I have a word with you?
Rachel- What is it, Green?
Porsche notices that Rachel stresses “Green” when she speaks, almost as if to send a message about Porsche’s lack of experience. Porsche has heard this before from other fighters, but it feels differently coming from the greatest of all time.
Porsche- Please don’t take it as me questioning your training methods, but—
Rachel- But you are about to question my methods, right Green?
Porsche- I’m just concerned because Gemma is the other trainer and she’s spending a lot of time with Laurie Breeze and I know they have a past.
Rachel- And how would you know that… Green?
Porsche- I researched it.
(Porsche- She was mocking me; she was trying to break me and she was winning. I wanted to call her “purple” for her making fun of my last name like that. But I knew she was trying to toughen me up. Knowing her, if she was annoyed, she wouldn’t have let me talk or she wouldn’t have talked to me at all.)
Porsche- Look, I’m concerned that other girls are not getting that much personal attention from her and I know you’re overseeing and you can’t—
Rachel- Don’t tell me what I cannot do.
Porsche- I have a fight coming up against Victoria. She’s vicious and she fights dirty and I’m very concerned about this.
Rachel- But you are… what do you call yourself? You are Perfect 10.
Porsche- That’s not who I really am. I know you know that.
Rachel- You don’t know what I know.
Porsche- I wish I did.
Rachel- You acknowledge that this fight will be difficult. Acknowledging the problem is the first step to solving it. Gemma is doing much more than I’ve asked her to do; she is extending herself and performing beyond the call of duty. But she will not be the only trainer coming here. And perhaps, Green, when the other trainers get here, you will wish you only had Gemma and me. In the case of one of the trainers, I know you will, because she will be harder on you than Gemma ever could be.
Porsche- I would just like some more attention, that’s all. I recognize that I am one of the least experienced girls here.
Rachel- If you want it, you shall have it. But remember, you asked for it. For now, you’re sparring with Wildcat.
Porsche- gulp!
Wildcat approaches White Tiger/Hitomi. The 6’4” Wildcat towers over the shorter Hitomi; she’s nearly a foot taller than the Asian American and looks down, smiling.
Wildcat- So, you’re the hotshot from Japan, huh?
Hitomi- I wouldn’t consider myself a hot—UNNNNHHHH!!!
The slap comes hard and knocks Hitomi off her feet and in the air. Hitomi flies about six feet back and lands on a bench, banging her head against the wall.
Lucy- Hey bitch! Why don’t you try picking on somebody more around your size.
Wildcat- Don’t mind if I do. You’re a bingo hall wrestler; I’ve been to the mountaintop. You’re a snack for me.
Rachel- Stop it.
Lucy- But she slapped—
Rachel- I said stop it. Go back to your training, Lucy Thunder.
Wildcat- You know, Rachel, there’s something I’ve been meaning to do to you for a long time.
Rachel- And if you try to, I’ll make sure you no longer compete in this competition.
Wildcat- What? You’ll try to have me kicked out? Such a bitch move, Rachel.
Rachel- No… I will break both of your arms. And if you scream and it annoys me ears, I will break your legs. Go back to training. Do it now.
Wildcat sneers at Rachel as Nikky Smalls sort of chuckles. Rachel leans over White Tiger and Hitomi rubs her jaw and lowers her head.
Rachel- You disappoint me.
Hitomi- I was being respectful to you, Gemma Rox, my fellow team mates, and the dojo.
Rachel- Being respectful is not the same as being a pushover. And this is not a dojo.
Hitomi- I apologize, Master Rachel.
Rachel- You will run laps around this gym, and when you finish each lap, you will do twenty chin ups. You will not stop until training is over. If you are the White Tiger, then that is who I expect to see in this gym and who I expect to see in the cage. If you have to wear your ring attire and mask to training, do so.
Hitomi- Yes, Master.
Gemma - AAAGGHHHH!!! UUUGGGGGHHHH!!! OOOHHHH SHIT!!! FUUUUUUUUCK!!!!”
She roars out four more times as Laurie proceeds to batter fists and elbows into Gemma’s lower back. She’s like a wild animal, no real form so to speak but vicious instincts and merciless drive.
Laurie - See? Who needs wrestling, Gemma? I’ve got you on the mat like a pathetic bitch!
As she readies to slam another punch in, Gemma rolls. Laurie’s hand hits the mat hard and forces a shocked yelp of pain from her. Gemma spins, her right hand snapping out like a whip, CRUNCHING into Laurie’s jaw.
In a heartbeat the tide turns, one precise hit robbing the aggressor of her senses and whereabouts… her eye’s look glazed and her jaw is a little slack as Gemma spins around her and locks in a rear naked choke
Laurie - Aaaaaaaggggkkkkkk!!!!!
Her eyes widen as Gemma locks in the hold
Gemma - look… if you knew more about wrestling you could learn to counter holds like this! You wouldn’t be such a victim! You could fight the fight the way YOU want to! Just let me teach you!!!
Laurie - Uuuugghhh!!! Ff…… Fuck you!… uuurrrgggkkkkkk……..
Gemma - Look damn it!!! My legs aren’t locked around your waist, you have plenty of opportunities to get free, you just have to let me show you!
Laurie - eeeeggggkkk……..
Laurie’s eyes are panicked but she snaps shut her mouth. Despite the worry showing on her face all can see and realise the stubbornness in her and they can she’d rather pass out with pride than bow down…
(Nikky- Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Laurie Breeze struggling against Gemma. I’ve sparred with Gemma and I know how tough she is. Laurie’s seems like a sweet girl, but she was really acting out… and she was paying for it. Trainers are here for a reason; she has to know that she is not going to beat Gemma or Rachel and if she doesn’t listen to them, she’s going to get killed in there. It’s serious business.)
Gemma - Fine… have it your way…
Gemma keeps the hold locked on and after about 20 seconds Laurie’s struggles cease as she passes out.
Rachel- Everyone stop. Gather around.
Gemma let’s go immediately and addresses the crowded fighters.
Gemma - look… you might not always agree with some of the things we have to say or some of the methods we chose to employ but rest assured… if you don’t listen? If you really wanna do things your own way? Then get ready to be knocked the fuck out!!! Maybe you’ll get lucky and end up like Laurie here… knocked out in the gym. But more than likely you’ll get knocked out in that cage in front of millions watching on their TV screens at home… and trust me… the last thing you want to see for a week straight is replay’s on ESPN of your arse getting beat down… now get back to work!!!
Rachel- Resume your training.
(Lucy Thunder- I’m not used to being yelled at like that, but I understand where Gemma’s coming from. Laurie was being hard headed, getting ahead of herself. I know that cage will change you. You’ve got to put yourself in that mindset to go to war, but you’ve got to know the difference between sparring and a fight.)
Wildcat- Ha ha ha!!! The little wittle Laurie Breeze from Badlands… what a fucking phoney!! She got knocked out!!
Lucky- Rachel, I’m thirsty. May I have a drink of water?
Rachel- You may. I do not have patience for brownnosers.
Lucky- Excuse me?
Rachel- When you return, you’d best be giving a better account of yourself instead of what you’re doing.
(Lucky- I wrestle a certain way. I’m very sexual, very in tune with my body, but I’m undefeated. I just… I guess she doesn’t understand me.)
(Praggy- Gemma Rox annoys me. I don’t know what kind of team I am on. They try to beat on us and try to bury us. How are any of us going to fight if the trainers are slamming us and choking us out? If someone tries to hurt me, I will take matters into my own hands.)
(Kathy- I really felt sorry for Laurie. She’s such a polite girl and she’s so sweet, but I wasn’t going to speak out against the trainers and Laurie didn’t seem like she wanted to talk or be helped up. When I tried to suggest to Praggy that she be more respectful, she cursed at me… and nobody likes being cursed at.)
Gemma strides over to the water cooler, hiding the agony in her back right now and Rachel walks over to talk to her
Rachel - that’s hardly what I meant Gemma…
Gemma - I… I know… I’m sorry. Maybe I’m not cut out for this? I mean… you’re one of the few girls in this world who doesn’t want to kick the crap out of me… and even you beat the shit out of me once!
Rachel - look. I wouldn’t have requested you here if I didn’t believe you could do this. Can you teach them more about fighting than me? Of course not
Gemma - Thanks for that…
Rachel - but you lived what they’re going to live through. You put up with the house, the bickering, the comradeship, the back stabbing… you can maybe get through to them in a way I can’t. you can relate to them.
Gemma - are… are you saying I can do something better than you?
Rachel sighs and rolls her eyes
Rachel - You… have skills and applications that…. I can appreciate. And I recognise you’re a good resource to us. We‘re working together so your successes are ultimately my successes.
Gemma - You make me sound like a tool…
Rachel cracks the faintest of smiles
Rachel - not my choice of words but appropriate
Gemma - you can be a pretty big tool yourself sometimes
Rachel - just go wake up breeze…
Gemma - sure thing boss
Rachel- Don’t call me that
Gemma - OK Captain
Gemma fills up a plastic cup with ice cold water and walks over to Laurie and throws it on the girls face
Gemma - come on Breeze… round two… let’s go
Laurie - wh… wha… huh?
Gemma - oh? That fighting spirit got put to sleep with you maybe?
Laurie - ooohhh holy crap on a cracker!…. my head…….
Gemma sits down next to Laurie and smiles
Gemma - yeah, those headaches are a bitch… I’ve felt them more times than I care to admit. But wouldn’t you like to be the one inflicting them for a change? I… I’m not asking you to change who you are Laurie.. I’m just… I’m just trying to help.
Laurie - well… maybe I was a little aggressive… Maybe…
Gemma - You punched me in the spine!
Laurie - well... I figured you’d tap out or something!
Gemma - hahaha… yeah… I kinda figure you would too. Maybe we’re not that different after all?
Laurie - hehe, guess not… look… You were right…. I was w-wrong. I see that now. If that offer’s still open, I’d surely like to learn how you did that. Maybe it would come in handy… just sayin’….. but this doesn’t mean we’re pals or nuthin’ after this is done? I think me and you need to settle a score…
Gemma - ok… I would say you’re being childish and pathetic but I have about 7 scores I’m just itching to settle myself, I think I know where you’re coming from. And for what it’s worth? I’m sorry for what I did to you… and I’m sorry for what I’ll do to you when we’re finished with all this, but for the time being.… truce?
Laurie - Truce.
The two of them hit the mats with a more organised form from then on. Laurie even proves to be quite the apt student, taking to these new disciplines and techniques whole heartedly. Grappling… scrambling… mount control and defence… she throws herself into all aspects. Of course after 2 hours she’s no pro, but at least she’ll be able to defend against the basics. After a while she even starts developing her own moves and holds, re-working techniques she’s applied in street fights and cat fights.
Gemma was left howling in pain in Laurie’s version of a surf board. Rolling Gemma over onto her stomach she traps Gemma’s ankles under her arm pits while at the same time pulling back on her wrists placing her feet behind Gemma‘s head, torturing her neck at the same time. Laurie calls this one ‘Hanging Ten’
The hours pass and Rachel walks over to them
Rachel - Come on both of you, good session today but we only have 30 minutes before the other group turns up
Laurie - Do you mind if we just knock out another 10 mins or so? I think I’ve almost got this komora down
Gemma - Agh!… It… It’s pronounced Kimura honey…
She stammers out, Laurie struggling to put the complex arm lock on her
Rachel - Make sure you’re out of here before the others team shows up
The two of them carry on, Gemma offering herself as the human punch bag for Laurie’s assault. Occasionally she punishes Laurie, spotting an obvious gap or weakness and attacking. The first few times Laurie takes the hits and growls but sure enough after a while she adapts and tightens her posture. At the moment Laurie’s arms are up high, holding Gemma down on her back as she grapples with the Kimura she’s trying to trap Gemma’s left arm in. Suddenly Gemma slams right hook after right hook into Laurie’s ribs
Laurie - Aaaaghh!!! Uuuggghh!!! Oooggguuuuhhh!!! OK!.. Ok… you got me! How the hell am I gonna block those hits when I need both hands to lock the hold in?
She groans, sitting up and rubbing her ribs. Gemma sits up too smiling.
Gemma - It’s all in the timing honey
Laurie - Timing?
Gemma - yup, you need to lock that hold in faster! You get a good Kimura locked in? I’ll be way too busy tapping and begging you to stop to even think about punching you
Laurie - Riiiiiiight… I got ya. It… it’s just a whole lot to take in, ya know?
She say’s worriedly, the full scale of what she’s gotten herself into finally hitting her
Gemma - I know honey… better than you realise. When I came here? I didn’t know jack. I was a good boxer and I knew some wrestling moves, hell… I’d go as far to say I had some pretty awesome moves! But when you know 20 moves in a sport that has hundreds? Well… it’s easy to feel like you’ve got no chance.
The two of them sit there in silence for a little while, recovering their breath. Laurie’s head seems to sink down as in her mind, her chances of winning get smaller and smaller until Gemma puts her arm around her shoulder
Gemma - hey, don’t you go getting down now! I mean… I won this last year! And I knew fuck all! Haha, look… you might not know wrestling or BJJ or karate or kick boxing… but here’s the thing, they don’t know that! You’re not a world renowned righter like Rumour or Nikki Smalls, you’re an unknown quantity and that scares people! All they really know is that you’re training under Rachel Apache! Maybe THE greatest fighter the sport has ever known! Rest assured that in their heads, they’ll be taking nothing for granted.
Laurie - thanks Gemma, I really needed to hear that
The two of them hug when the doors burst open….
Samantha - well isn’t that sweet… you see how hard Team Rachel train girls? That’s some forward thinking shit going on there. I mean this is fighting 101 right here! Step 1? How to defend against a sweet little cuddle.
Justine- Team Sam in the motherfuckin’ houssssssssssssssssssse!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
A lot of her girls start laughing but Gemma just curses, regretting letting the time slip away
Gemma - Laurie, you go grab your bag, time we get out of here
Kat walks over to Gemma as the two girls get up
Katora - What are you doing here Gemma? This is disrespectful.
Gemma - whoa… whoa now! Calm down girl! We just lost track of time is all, we’ll be out of your hair in a second
Katora – Then get out. You more than anyone knows the rules. A fighter staying behind to catch up on some training is one thing… but a coach on the opposing team? That’s out of line.
Gemma - Jeez Kat! I said we were going, I’m sorry! Ok?
Samantha - It’s cool Kat, I got no beef with a fighter working overtime, nothing they see here is gonna help them in that cage anyway. Dynamite plans on coming in here at 2 am because that’s how she rolls.
Katora- Gemma, take your friend and leave. We have training to do.
Samantha- I think you better do what she says, Rox.
Gemma looks slightly puzzled at Sam’s tolerance… if anything she expected to get a sympathetic ear from Katora, not Samantha…
As Laurie packs up her gear, Gemma hobbles over to Sam, re-enacting her little girl hurt routine so Team Sam don’t clock on the full extent of Gemma’s recovery…
Gemma - look Sam… we…. We need to talk…
Samantha - I did all my talking in the ring when I kicked your ass, you got something to say? Say it at a press conference
Gemma - look… I’m sick of this shit! You speak to a reporter, half of what you say makes it on air, then I retaliate and you end up reading a fraction of what I spoke about… can’t we just meet up? No camera’s, no press, no bull shit?
Samantha - You make it sound like you’ve got something I want to hear Rox? I heard all I want from you already. Screaming, tapping, crying, hurting… that’s all I want to hear from you and I heard enough 4 months ago to give me the warm fuzzies all year long. You got nothing I want Gemma Cocks… nothing.
Gemma - Fine…
Gemma growls out before taking a deep breath
Gemma - congratulations by the way… you beat me fair and square. You… you’re the better woman
Samantha - Gee… thanks for telling me something I already knew. And thanks for the fake rape accusation too, Gemma. That was really classy. If I raped you during the match, I guess the handshake you gave me afterward was just a bad reflex.
Gemma shrugs, shakes her head and starts limping out of the gym. As she hobbles away Sam sighs for a moment and then calls back out over her shoulder
Samantha - Rox?….. I’ll think about it…..
Gemma - come on Laurie, let’s get out of here before the shit really hit’s the fan…
Baby Liz- Hey Laurie, you’ve put on weight.
As Laurie turns to respond to her old nemesis, Liz, the 5’1” 120 lb Dynamite Quinn bumps her going by.
Dynamite- Watch where the fook you’re going!
Laurie- Why don’t you watch where--- HEY JOANNE!!!
The two friends hug as Joanne is changed into her gear and Gemma looks around impatiently.
Katora- Joanne, you can do all that at the house. They’ve got to go; you’ve got work on the pads.
Laurie and Gemma reach the outside of the gym.
Laurie- Golly… Dynamite Quinn is a bitch, huh?
Gemma- She’s really tough, and she’s dangerous. But she’s my kinda tough.
Laurie- You know; she said she approached you about training with her a year or two ago, and you told her to “fuck off.” (see Howard’s story “The Mighty Quinn”)
Gemma- Funny how I don’t remember that.
Laurie- She said you were drunk.
Gemma- Ha! Figures.
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