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WBACCF #4

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WBACCF #4
« on: January 09, 2013, 06:19:51 PM »
A few years ago Tricia Helfer watched Stacy Keibler fight Anna Kournikova.  In watching the fight she and Rebecca Romijin made a bet on who would win the fight.  Multiple times in watching that fight they nearly got into a fight themselves and knew that there would be a day when they had to find out… Who would win that fight?

Rebecca Romijin looked over at Tricia, from the moment they said a word to each other she wanted to punch her.  There modeling careers started around the same time, and they avoided each other.  Then they both turned to acting and it wasn’t until that fight did there paths cross and there disdain was instant.

   People expected them to just tear into each other but they slowly walked to the other and stopped when there chests touched.  They stood there and stared eye to eye, both wearing tank tops and jeans.  They didn’t size up each other’s assets, they just stared into the other’s eyes.

Sweat beads started to roll down there foreheads but there was still no movement.  Now the beads of chest started to form on there chest.  They continued to silently stare at each other as sweat formed more on there bodies causing a sweat stain to show up between there breasts

Rebecca thought of all the things she could do to Tricia and being this close to the woman here right now she knew what she wanted to do was different then what she could do.

Tricia had the look of a bad ass fighter, she always played tough women and in fact a lot of women her size would argue with her and then back away.  Here she was though seconds away from a fight with a woman who never showed that fear of her and she was the one that wanted to back away.

Everyone was chanting at them to start but they couldn’t hear those voices.  “Time to start Tricia are you ready?”

Tricia came forward slamming her head into Rebecca’s nose causing a gash.  Rebecca backed up already bleeding and in a bit of shock.  Tricia ran forward going for a punch but got thrown over Rebecca’s hip instead.

Rebecca turned and kicked Tricia in the ribs.  Tricia started to roll away and the American followed her and jumped in the air and splashed Tricia’s back.  Tricia grimaced and Rebecca got up and threw her into a crowd of onlookers.  Jumping in the air to hit her with a punch, Tricia moved away and Rebecca knocked out one of the people watching the fight

Rebecca cursed then turned around only to get hit with a kick to the ribs.  It landed with a hard thud, which was going to be the theme of this fight.  Two women with strong bodies and skill, when they landed it would be with full intent to end the fight with one blow.  Something both Tricia and Rebecca were capable of, stopping power

Tricia went for a head kick but Rebecca got her arm up blocking it.  The impact of the kick caused Rebecca to move to her side.  Rebecca knew that Tricia had a tendency to play tough women and knew both had a great deal of training behind them along with power. 

People in attendance were seeing this fight was probably going to be exactly what the two women said it would be.  Their sole goal was to knock the other woman out.  They didn’t want to attack the others breasts or scratch the face of their opponent.  They just wanted to knock the other woman out even a submission was out of the question, Knockout only

Rebecca hit a kick where the shin bone connected solidly with the strong thigh of Tricia Helfer.  She went for a second one but Tricia checked the kick and dove forward and went for the takedown.

Rebecca fell forward trying to block the take down but failed.  Rebecca was on her side and got one leg over the former X-Men’s legs

Tricia made two huge swings connecting solidly twice with Rebecca’s face.  Rebecca got her arm up to protect her face, she then started to try and roll onto her back.  She started on her left hip and tried to turn onto her right hip after spending a moment on her back.  Tricia recognized the hip escape move to late and Rebecca got up to one knee.

Tricia was on her back trying to force Rebecca back down.  Rebecca to her credit grabbed Tricia’s right wrist and started to stand up.  She flipped Tricia over her back and held onto the arm and kept it out straight lifted her foot and hit two hard kicks to Tricia’s under arm.

Rebecca bent down and picked Tricia up by the hair and then hit a knee to Helfers side.  She then moved her hand slightly bending Tricia’s wrist causing her to stand up straight and scream.  Rebecca let go and went for a head kick but didn’t have the ability at the time to get her foot high enough and instead kicked Tricia Helfer in the chest. 

Tricia stumbled backwards trying to keep her feet from under her but after stumbling for 15 feet finally she fell on her ass near the garage wall.  Tricia started to get up and Rebecca was already on top of her and hit two solid punches just under the Canadian’s ribs

She tried a right to Tricia’s head but it was blocked as was the left.  She then went back to the body and hit two punches to Tricia’s right side then one to her left and came back upstairs but Helfer maintained her defense. 

Tricia then snapped off a quick jab and then ducked a high punch from Rebecca.  She came over Rebecca’s shoulder and connected solidly.  Now Romijin was stumbling but Helfer was to beaten up to go and end the fight right now.

She leaned back and took some deep breaths and then after 15 seconds she went back after Rebecca Romijin.  She stepped into a sharp laser sighted right cross but it got blocked by Rebecca who got her left up blocking the punch then hit a right upper cut to Tricia’s stomach. 

Rebecca got both hands behind Tricia’s neck and threw her back at the garage wall.  Rebecca then went for a huge haymaker with her left but Tricia got it blocked.

Tricia raised her arm and trapped the punch between her side and arm.  She then brought a knee up to Rebecca’s stomach.  Rebecca bent over slightly and Tricia let go of Rebecca’s arm and stepped to her left and hit an elbow to the neck of Rebecca Romijin dropping her.

Tricia jumped back, got her feet set and sized up Rebecca Romijin.  She went to kick Rebecca in the back of the head and end the fight but luckily Rebecca ducked just in time.  Rebecca rolled away from the fight and got up putting her fists up; tricia looked over at her and could tell Rebecca was very thankful to have ducked the kick.

Tricia got her hands up and the two women traded rights then Rebecca hit a kick to Tricia’s side which made Tricia grimace.  She wanted to hit a knee but Tricia got her hands up and behind Rebecca’s neck before she could properly hit the move.

Tricia moved Rebecca to her right then let one hand go and hit an uppercut to the ribs and then came over the top and hit one to Rebecca’s ear.  Romijin got her hands behind Tricia’s neck and hit a knee but Tricia answered that with her own knee.  They wrestled around trading knee’s and upper cuts.

Tricia tried to throw Rebecca into the garage wall but failed.  Rebecca awarded her failure with two upper cuts then threw Tricia up in the air slamming her into the steel of the garage door. 

Rebecca hit a spinning back heel kick to Tricia’s stomach.  Tricia dropped to one knee her breath completely gone.  Rebecca raised her knee hitting Tricia in the face and the impact of the knee caused Tricia’s head to slam against the back of the steel door.

She was nearly out of it and tried to jump from the ground to hit a hail mary punch.  Rebecca moved though and as Tricia was stumbling around.  She didn’t fall but turned around and got hit with an uppercut that sent her flying up in the air and the last thing Tricia remembered was seeing the fist coming upwards.

She was knocked out cold… tricia helfer was knocked out cold by Rebecca Romijin who put her foot on Tricia’s chest and put her closed right hand in front of her and pointed at it with her left.  Everyone took the picture of the victorious Rebecca Romijin.

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« Reply #1 on: January 09, 2013, 06:20:42 PM »
Nina Dobrev got out of her car and then Emma Stone got out of hers.  They walked meekly up to each other.  The hot new TV star from the Vampire Diaries was going to fight the star of Zombieland.  “First fight Nina…”

She nodded yes and was about to ask the same question when she was slapped.  Nina crumpled down to the floor and Emma was shaking her hand “Well I got that out of the way, how’d it feel.”

Nina grabbed her legs and hauled them from under Emma who ended up on her bum.  She then slapped the red head down onto her back.  She got on her hands and knees and was over the top of Emma, Nina’s dark hair hanging down she looked down at the movie star “I took mine alright, how do you feel.”

Emma got her hands on Nina’s hips and pushed her away, Nina got up to her feet and waited for Emma to get up.  They nodded at each other and started to circle at each other “Why’d you agree to fight me?”  Nina asked

“I wanted someone who matched up well in terms of bodies, height, weight and fight experien…”  Before she could finish Nina Dobrev lunged at her grabbing her long red hair and pushing her onto the hood of a car.  Emma tried to reach for Nina but she was getting her head rammed into the car

Emma was flailing around and ended up feeling her feet get on Nina’s hips.  She straightened her legs and pushed the TV starlet away.  She tried to shake her pain away so she could see clearly and could hear Nina rushing her.  She brought both legs up to her chest then kicked them out getting Dobrev in the chest and knocking her down.

Nina started to get up and had her hair grabbed and she was thrown back first into the car she just had Emma pinned onto.  She pushed away from the car but got hit in the stomach with a punch.

The Canadian dropped to her knees gasping for air and the red headed American walked over to the car and put her hands on the top of the car and hung her head low.  She was breathing hard and was tired from the action so far.  She looked over and Nina was starting to get up.  She got away from the car and grabbed Nina by the back of the hair and started to run with the intent of throwing Nina over the hood of another parked car.

Nina got her hand behind Emma and countered it by throwing the red head over the hood of the car.  Emma slid over the hood and landed hard on her back.  She started to get up using the car to help her and as she stood up she looked for Nina who had just come around the car.

Nina hauled back and punched Emma in the stomach and now it was the red head’s turn to drop down gasping for air.  Nina never took a break after; instead she lifted Emma up and put her into a full nelson.  She started throwing Emma around like a rag doll much to the surprise of everyone watching.

Emma was able to get her feet planted and bent forward and jumped back slamming Nina onto the hood of a car.  Nina let go of the full nelson and Emma stood up then turned around and buried a punch to Nina’s stomach.

Nina grimaced but expected it and tightened her stomach and absorbed most of the blow but acted like it hurt. Emma grabbed Nina’s wrists and hauled her away from the car.  As Nina got to her feet she hit Emma with a head butt, she then got a knee to Emma’s stomach.

Nina Dobrev grabbed a bent over Emma Stone and started hitting her face into the hood of the car.  After the third slam she stopped and asked “Give”

“Yes please stop”

“I thought this would have been more difficult”

Nina Dobrev walked away from Emma Stone laughing away and wondering what her next ‘challenge’ would be
Jessica Lowndes was absolutely pissed and everyone knew it.  Jenna Dewan had destroyed Jessica’s friend and then had the gall to basically tell three other women they couldn’t do anything about it.  Jessica was pissed because those three did nothing to avenge what happened to her friend Shenae.  She was pissed that Jenna took on such an obvious victim like Shenae and she was going to do something about it

Jenna had long been a woman other equal sized women avoided.  Her legs looked stronger then most women bigger then her so she had that way to easily finish another woman.  She had breasts big enough to smother another out; she had a husband who was in many action movies so she also learned how to use her strong legs and arms to knock someone out.  She had no fear of any woman

They got out of there cars and Jenna spoke first “It’s a shame that with all my Canadian friends that I have to kick your ass.”

“I only care about my friend!” Jessica said moving faster then Jenna expected.  Jenna got shoved onto the hood of her car and then quickly had her shirt ripped off.  Jenna kicked Jessica away and slid off the hood of her own car only to be tackled back onto it.

Jessica hit her with a short slap and Jenna got her hands under Jessica’s shirt.  She turned Jessica over and took the shirt completely off and hit her own slap.  Jenna threw the shirt away then got one hand on Jessica’s throat but the brunette kept her hand away then quickly hit a short elbow to Jenna’s cheek.

She then turned Jenna around and hit her head twice into the windshield.  Jenna got a foot on Jessica’s hip and pushed her away, she rolled off the car.  She shook her head then turned to see Jessica crawling on the hood of the car toward her

Jenna turned and slapped her so hard that she dropped and then fell off the car.  Jenna hauled back to kick her but Jessica rolled toward Jenna and took the American down.  On to of both of Jenna’s legs now Jessica grinded her elbow into one of Jenna’s thigh’s.

Jenna lifted her legs and shifted her body to the opposite direction and got away from Jessica. 

The two brunettes scurried up and Jenna got a good chance to look and size up her opponent.  Jenna knew her own stomach was impressive a six pack stomach, so was Jessica’s.  Jessica’s tits were bigger then her own, she was just as fit throughout the upper body, as muscular as herself.

Jessica wasn’t thinking much when she heard Jenna fought and destroyed her friend Shenae Grimes.  Staring at Jenna just ten feet away she remembered days later when she told AnnaLynne McCord about it there was a worried look on the blonde’s face.  “Jenna’s strong, maybe stronger then you.”

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« Reply #2 on: January 09, 2013, 06:21:21 PM »

Looking at this well put together woman she could see why AnnaLynne was worried.  Jessica could see the worry in Jenna’s eyes as well so that made her bring her hands up in front of her face goading Jenna to ‘bring it’

Jenna brought her own hands up begging Jessica to come forward and finally both took a step at each other and traded slaps.  They stepped back after each hitting a slap and circled around then stepped forward again.  Jenna hit a hard slap then Jessica hit a hard slap in return

Again they stepped back after the exchange and felt their own cheeks.  Jenna had long been challenging women, she remembered on the set of the movie with Elisha the fear in Elisha’s eyes when she asked for the fight. 

Jessica’s cheek was hurting but she was so intent on delivering her own slap she didn’t notice.  She had wanted to find someone who could legitimately challenge her for so long now and to look into the eyes of a woman who was not only her equal but judging by those slaps maybe her better.

“No”  Jessica said, convincing herself she was the superior woman of the two.  Jessica relaxed for a second because of the random comment.  It was then Jessica lifted  her foot and hit a straight kick to Jenna’s stomach.

It dropped Jenna who was thinking at the time how she would get into little wrestling matchups with her best friend Emmanuelle Chriqui.  All to give her husband a treat, the two would grapple and each time no matter the rules it was Jenna who got the pin. 

After the kick she tried to jump forward and take Jessica down but Jessica blocked it and got her biceps on Jenna’s shoulders and then made her arms like a hook under Jenna’s arms.   She flipped Jenna Dewan and quickly reverse face sat the American and hit one punch to Jenna’s ultra firm stomach.

Before Jessica could do any more though Jenna used her dancer legs and got them up getting her ankles around the Canadian’s neck and then powered her legs back down escaping the hold.  They both rushed up to their feet and Jessica was quicker yet it was Jenna who hit the latest momentum changer when she buried her thigh to Jessica’s firm stomach.

She followed that by throwing Jessica at a minivan, Jenna fixed her hair and hit a punch to Jessica’s ribs then another punch that came higher and was an uppercut to Jessica’s breast.  The punch to the tit made Jessica gasp aloud and she fell forward with the faint hope that maybe it would end with her and Jenna falling to the ground with she on top.

Jenna was strong enough to hold the dead weight and got her hands on Jessica’s breasts and slammed Jessica into the minivan again.  She dug into Jessica’s breasts using just the power in her arms which got a scream from Jessica.  Jenna bent her legs then lifted up to get even more pressure on Lowndes breasts.

“OH MY GOD.”

“GIVE UP WHORE”

Jessica thought about it but then remembered the first day on set of Shenae coming back and crying.  She remembered promising Shenae to make Jenna pay, she remembered Shenae saying ‘But you can’t promise that, you don’t know how strong she is’

Jessica got her hands up and with her right hand she grabbed at the back of Jenna’s hair and thought of Shenae again then got her left hand between Jenna’s arms and under her chin.  She used the hand in the hair to haul Jenna downwards while the hand on the chin was pushing upwards.

Jenna had no other choice but to let go of her breast claw and use both arms to knock Jessica’s left hand away from her chin.  After Jenna knocked Jessica’s arm away from her chin, Jessica rose up her leg and hit the outside of her thigh to Jenna’s stomach.  Jenna dropped to one knee and Jessica released her hands and got both hands around the throat of the American and lifted her up and slammed her face first into the minivan.

Jessica hit two punches to Jenna’s side then hit a knee to the back of Jenna’s leg.  The knee caused Jenna to gasp so Jessica hit another then pressed Jenna’s face into the window of the minivan.  “Camera’s are rolling Jenna; if you apologize to Shenae and give up to me I’ll stop this now.”

“Fuck you.”

“Fuck you and your tits.”  Jessica said as she forcefully scraped Jenna along the driver side of the minivan.  Jenna’s tits being compressed against the window and going the opposite direction that she was being hauled.  Her breasts were going left while her body was going right and if that wasn’t bad enough her nipples were taking damage from when a window began and ended plus molding as it was going across the length of the minivan.

When she finally dragged Jenna the full length she threw her opponent to the ground.  “Huh, you got anything to say.  Shenae might be out of your league but you are out of mine.”

Never in her life had Jenna felt this much pain, she had ignored advice from friends like Stacy Keibler and Emmanuelle Chriqui about fighting someone who is your physical match.  She was being asked if she wanted to quit, the answer to that was no.  yes she was feeling pain she never felt before, yes she was fighting someone who could deliver punishment to her but no she wasn’t going to quit and no way in hell were Stacy and Emmanuelle right… Absolutely no way was Jessica Lowndes her physical equal.

Jessica walked over to the downed Jenna Dewan and stood over Jenna’s back and grabbed the hair on top of Jenna’s head and yanked. “So you creaky old bitch, do you want to tell everyone here and all those watching at home? 

Jenna got her hands around the outside of Jessica’s legs and powered her way upwards lifting the Canadian up.  Jenna had Jessica up in the air and slammed her into the back of the minivan.

Jenna spun quickly around and hit a backhanded slap that got Jessica in the breast then brought her other hand up higher and slapped Jessica in the ear.  Jessica stumbled but Jenna got her right hand and put it on Jessica’s throat and slammed her back against the minivan.  She hit a left hand to the face of Jessica Lowndes then a left uppercut to the underside of her breasts and finally one to her pussy.

Jenna Dewan let Jessica Lowndes drop to the ground gasping for air.  “Still think I’m an old bitch?”  Yeah I got something to tell all those people, do you want to know what it is.”

Jenna picked Jessica up and placed her body in the back of the minivan and looked up at the door.  She hoped this would work but didn’t know “I’m Jenna Dewan-Tatum and this is going to hurt you.”

Jessica looked up and Jenna’s hands were on the strap inside the van to help someone haul it down.  Jessica knew then Jenna was planning, Jenna wanted to slam that large door down on her stomach and tits.  Jessica got both her feet up and kicked Jenna away, she got out from inside the minivan only to see Jenna running at her and tackling her back inside the minivan.

The two athletic, leggy, curvaceous, busty brunette ended up in the back of minivan.  Jessica grabbed at the back of Jenna’s hair and hauled upwards then hit a knee to Jenna’s side.  She tried to get on top of Jenna but was blocked by Jenna’s strong hands.  Jenna pushed her away and both women got on their knees and traded slaps.

They then went for the other’s hair and Jenna wasn’t quite as quick as Jessica who got her hands in Jenna’s hair and twisted her body sending Jenna into the back of third row of seats.  She kept her hands in Jenna’s hair and slammed her body into Jenna’s while bringing her knee up slightly hoping to get Jenna between the legs.

Jenna closed her thighs and blocked it “Fuck” Jessica said frustrated.  Despite her frustration she soldiered onwards.  She grabbed Jenna’s left arm and put it over the seat.  She then turned her attention to Jenna’s right only to get a left eye look at it when the fist smacked her in the face.

That put Jessica between a corner of the seat and window.  Jenna hit another punch and now Jessica’s face was bleeding.  The last punch caused the inside of Jessica’s lower lip to grind across the bottom row of teeth and now the Canadian had a bit of blood coming from her mouth.


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« Reply #3 on: January 09, 2013, 06:22:03 PM »
Jenna paused at the sight of seeing Jessica bleed and would deny to anyone who would ever ask her about what she did next.  She would tell her husband, her friends and people who would ask her about smiling at the sight of Jessica’s blood.  She would tell those people no of course not but the truth is she was smiling.

She tried to seat atop Jessica’s legs but Jessica got both her hands on Jenna’s right side and pushed her into the window.  Jessica pressed Jenna’s face into the window, never in her life had she been so afraid.  No matter what she did to Jenna Dewan, Jenna came back and hurt her even more.  The blood was annoying her; it was something in all her preparations.  All the times she pinned AnnaLynne McCord, all the times she listened to Shannen Doherty about fighting.  Any preparation she took, she never bled and that was motivating her to end the fight and scaring her to no end as to what else would happen if she continued forward.

Jessica grabbed at the seatbelt and went to wrap it around Jenna’s throat and as she was about to tighten it around Jenna’s throat.  Jenna’s hands desperate to stop her, she hit a punch to Jessica’s boob and it didn’t help.  Jessica tightened the seatbelt and could see Jenna’s eyes go wide.  Not much longer now and the fight would be over, she would leave this minivan victorious over a woman who not only destroyed her best friend but a woman many felt was unbeatable unless she went up a class to the playmates and super strongs like Monaco, Underwood and Cole.

Yet the fight wasn’t over, Jenna got her fingers on the switch on top of the minivan chair and lifted up.  The chair folded downwards and both brunettes were now lying flat down.  Jessica on top of Jenna but the seat belt chord was let go and snapped back to its proper place.  Jessica’s shock at the sudden drop downward caused her to let go of the seatbelt.

Jenna got her legs on the outside of Jessica’s then got her calves over the Canadians and locked her position by getting her feet over Jessica’s Achilles.  “Want to see something?”

Jenna started to widen her legs and in turn widened Jessica’s.  She then lifted her legs lifting Jessica’s up as well and finally decided to use her leg power and turned Jessica. 

“Do you get it, you are as close to an equal to me as I ever seen but my legs will always be a difference.  Hey bitch you listening?”

Jenna slapped Jessica “Why don’t you give up, the better woman just won the fight and I want to hear you quit.”

Jessica got her hands up on the second bench seats and with all her arm strength and upperbody strength she started to lift herself up.  Jenna lifted up her legs and tried to haul Jessica back down.  She was getting closer when Jessica tried the same thing Jenna had done earlier and send that bench seat back down.  It went down but it didn’t work the same as Jenna won the battle of upper body power vs lower body power and kept Jessica where they were.  At least Jessica had gotten her upper body on the outside of Jenna’s body. 

Jessica hit some back elbows to Jenna’s shoulder after the third she tried to push away but Jenna still had the grapevine and Jessica couldn’t break it.  Jessica was able to get enough movement so the two women weren’t moving upwards in the van but instead Jessica got the back of her head against the arm rest in the back row of seats.

Jenna attempted to get her body back on top of Jessica’s so she could keep the painful grapevine at its peak position.  Instead she got hit with a punch that temporarily stunned her.  Jessica then got her right arm inbetween her breasts and Jenna’s forehead.  She used her left hand to lift up on Jenna’s head and hit three short sharp elbows to Jenna’s forehead. 

The third one opened up a cut on Jenna’s forehead and she threw a wild punch that got Jessica in the ear.  She rolled away and nearly fell between the two seats but saved herself only for Jessica Lowndes to dive on top of her. 

Jessica sat up on Jenna’s legs and got one hand on the American’s throat then hit one punch that busted up Jenna’s lip.  She sat back straight and looked down at the bloody Jenna Dewan and thought maybe this was it.  She’d be the one to win what she felt was a epic fight. 

Jessica went for one more punch but Jenna got her arm up and deflected the punch then twisted her hips.  Now both were on their sides trying to push the other back.  They kicked and punched and pushed at the other but neither got the advantage. 

Jenna changed tactics and started to seat up against the side door. 

Jessica thought she was close to winning and followed suit hoping to hit a knock out punch or bring down the American and use the breast smother to get a KO or maybe just maybe the crotch claw.  A move in which Shannen Doherty passed onto only her when the new 90210 girls were being mentored by the old guard.

It was a trap though and when Jessica came forward after Jenna she got caught between Jenna’s very strong legs once again.  This time it was twice as dangerous though as it wasn’t a grapevine leglock it was a head scissors and it was locked in around the neck.

Jenna could feel the blood  coming down her forehead from the elbows she receieved just minutes ago.  Jenna hit some very sharp elbows to Jessica’s forehead, the blood flowed quickly down but still it wasn’t enough and the fight was something Jenna never felt before.  A hatred for another woman that built more and more up to this penultimate moment of Jessica Lowndes trapped between Jenna Dewan’s legs.

“My name is Jenna Dewan-Tatum and I am going to break your neck unless you tap out then kiss my superior feet.”

Jessica wasn’t tapping out though but could feel Jenna’s left leg lifting her neck upwards while the right leg was going downwards.  It was then she realized Jenna Dewan and herself had maybe crossed the line between who was tougher and went to a level of fighting not many ever reached. 

She promised she would not tap out but what choice did she have right now, tap out or have her neck broken.  She was about to tap out when her hand felt something else it was the handle to the door.  She opened the door and Jenna fell out of the minivan and out of the shock of the door opening she let go of the scissors.

Jessica looked down at Jenna who fell on the back of her head and shoulders.  Her legs still hanging on the mini van and something was set off in Jessica.  An anger and hatred she never felt before in her life and a vicious thought entered her mind.  She wanted to ruin Jenna Dewan and she wanted to do it now.

She got out of the mini van and removed one of Jenna’s legs then slammed the sliding door onto the other leg.  Jenna started screaming and Jessica looked down and spit on Jenna Dewan then repeated the move and could hear Jenna screaming “Someone help me I quit”

“I don’t care” Jessica screamed and repeated it a third time and now five women ran and tackled her down. 

Emmanuelle Chriqui, AnnaLynne McCord, Lea Michelle, Vanessa Hudgens and even the reason the fight happened Shenae Grimes were all trying to hold Jessica down but she wanted to break Jenna’s legs.  “Let me go, she wanted to kill me I just want to break her leg.”

In the end Jessica Lowndes did defeat Jenna Dewan-Tatum but who would dare fight her next.  Two women in that pile were seriously considering it
America Olivo was shadow boxing, since Bitch Slap came out she was telling people she could truly fight and it wasn’t stunt women.  She knew who else tried out for roles in the movie and knew who was really pissed that they didn’t get a role.  She remembered watching the first event and watching Jamie Pressly vs. Evangeline Lilly made her want to fight in one to cement a reputation.

April Scott already had asked for a fight with her and the fight was made.  They were the same height, same build and near the same age.  As they stared across at each other sweat already started on there chests.  After a minute of staring and breathing hard they ran at each other.

Left hands behind the others neck they started exchanging hard right hands.  Four punches each and they were both bleeding from the mouth.  April threw America at a car and then went for a straight kick to her stomach but America moved.

America kicked her in the back of her leg putting her down to the ground.  April immediately got onto her hip and spun and kicked America down as well.  The two well endowed women were rolling around the cement and ripping at the others hair.  When they got back up to there feet both had there shirts ripped.

America pushed April into a wall and all the people who were watching the fight were now behind the two women.  Olivo hit two rights to Scott’s ribs and then grabbed her by the breasts getting a scream “You started good but lady I’m ready to go to the main event so you should just give up now.” She ended that by licking April’s face

April knocked both America’s arms down with her elbow and then came forward slamming her forehead into America’s nose.  She then turned the woman around and grabbed Olivo’s breasts

“Who should just give up, say it again…”  She lifted America up into the air with the breast grab getting a scream.  April let her drop to the ground and paintbrushed the back of America’s head before picking her up by the hair. 

As America got her legs up and feet planted she pushed backwards and the two women went crashing to the pavement.  America brought her head up trying to smash the back of it into April’s face but April blocked it and pushed America away.

They scurried up to their feet and launched at each other getting their hands in the other’s  hair.  America slammed a knee between April’s legs dropping the former Daisy Duke.  April was on her knees and now it was America’s turn to gently slap the top of April’s head.

“Want me to say it again, you should just give….” 

America couldn’t finish as April Scott’s fist connected directly between her two legs.  Now both women had hit a vicious low blow.   America slowly backed away; the skin color in her face was gone.  She could barely breathe and fell down to her ass leaning against the tire of a car.

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Re: WBACCF #4
« Reply #4 on: January 09, 2013, 06:22:57 PM »

April was down on her knees and elbows taking deep breaths, she asked for this fight.  Her acting career had stalled so she thought a fight would give it the adrenaline shot it needed.  After watching Bitch Slap she started telling people she wanted to fight America but her circle of friends wasn’t a group that could get that message.  From the moment she watched Evangeline and Jamie fight, duke it out in a octagon she found someone and finally someone listened, she was now wondering if you should be careful what you ask for.

Both women got up to their feet and this time didn’t run at each other just circled around keeping their eyes locked on the other.  Then on the moment their eyes narrowed it felt like an alarm going off they ran and started trading punches again.

April hit a right and a left

America hit a Right uppercut followed by a straight kick that knocked April back.

America came forward but got hit with an overhead right then backed up a step and April jumped up slamming a knee into her left tit.  America lost her footing from the knee hitting her tit; it was one of the worst pains she felt in a long time.  She dove forward to get a respite and take April down.

April got her left leg back blocking the take down then wrapped her arms around America’s small waist and lifted the busier actress into the air and threw her seven feet away.  April looked at a few people who she could tell were being impressed by her performance.  She turned and ran a quick step and hit a hard kick to America’s ribs.

The kick actually lifted America into the air, the moment America landed she didn’t get a chance to breathe or express any kind of show of the pain from the kick.  April jumped in the air and slammed both her elbows into the back of America Olivo.

April started to get up but as she was rising she decided to grab the back of America’s hair and pant waist.  She lifted America up slightly then slammed a knee into America’s side. 

America Olivo was pissed; she was in so much pain and could do so little about it.  Then she felt herself being brought up again only to get kneed in the ribs one more time.  She rolled away at least so there was some respite. 

April stayed on her knees watching America roll between two parked cars.  She was so pleased at this moment, watching the pain in America Olivo’s face.  That look would forever be her favorite sight.  The pain etched across the face, eyes closed trying to will the pain away but still tears breaking through and falling to the ground.  Mouth closed tightly while her face reddened.  Yes April Scott would remember every detail about this moment.

She was starting to feel confident about beating America Olivo.  She thought of America’s IMDB page and how those roles could be hers, she hadn’t had an acting job in so long and this win would probably get her one.  She started to make her way towards America but stayed on her knees and ended up getting kicked in the face.

Now she was on her back looking upwards upset with herself that she didn’t stand up and go after America right away.  Why did she go after her on her knees, why was she stupid.

America sat up against a tire and looked over at a downed April Scott.  In her research of April Scott she believed her to be a busty girl with to thin of a waist she thought she could handle her with ease.  The closer they to the fight she realized the two were evenly matched and it hit her the minutes before the fight started.  The fear of getting beaten up by a woman who was pretty well out of the business was downright the worst thing she could think of.

America started to get up but had to take her eyes off April and when she finally got up to her feet she ended up being tackled on top of the hood of the car. 

They wrestled their way quickly off the car and traded rights, they wrestled around on their feet trying and failing to throw the other woman down.  America got her right hand behind and hauled April down and hit a quick upper cut which dropped April.  She then hit a knee to April Scott’s face putting her down onto her back.

Not wasting a moment she jumped down on April’s legs and hit two punches then moved forward seating now on April’s stomach.  She hit  two more punches then moved up further so her crotch was on Aprils’ neck, she looked down and she had bloodied up April Scott’s face “Thought you had me for a second then I remembered I’m the better tougher woman.”

April lifted her face and bit the inside of America’s leg just as what was done to America in her most famous movie.  Both legs came up kicking America Olivo in the back and off the top.  She had her face badly beaten up and when she quickly got up and jumped on America’s back she started to hit punches to America’s ears.

She underhooked America’s right arm and flipped America onto her back and was hitting more punches.  Her nose busted and a cut over her eye, her face was becoming crimson mask.  She wanted to give America that crimson treatment as well.  She hit one punch but then was thrown off the top by a bridging America Olivo.

They both got up to their feet quickly, America had a bit of blood coming down from her nose but April’s face was covered.  America was first to act hitting a leg kick then going for a punch but April ducked it and hit a knee to America’s stomach.   Olivo doubled over and April came up with another knee this time crushing America Olivos nose.

America was trying to get away but April had a firm grip on her hair. 

April took some deep breath’s and twisted America’s hair around her fingers three more times.  The blood coming down America’s face and down onto the concrete, America was worried about what was about to happen.  April wanted to use all her might and throw America through the windshield of a nearby car.

America fell onto her knees and grabbed at April’s wrists, she took a deep breath knowing this would hurt… a lot.  She pushed her head downwards towards Aprils feet, her hair got ripped out but it she had to do it.  At the same moment she kicked her feet up and did a flip and both heels connected one with April’s chin and the other with the large chest of April Scott.

America got up quick ignoring the intense pain in her scalp and blood covering her face.  She got her hands in Aprils’ hair and then slammed her forehead into April’s face followed quickly by absolutely demolishing April Scott with a knee between the legs.

The fight had been intense and people expected a hard fought battle between the two.  Noone expected a long fight as both women but especially America Olivo had the look of a very strong woman with great technique combined with a unique brawling ability.

America took off her shirt and wrapped it around April Scott’s throat.  She got behind April and just put her foot on the back of Aprils leg getting the model down to one knee.  America got one knee on the lower back and leaned back.  Blood flowing down her head onto her chest she kept this pressure on the throat of April Scott

She could  have continued brawling but it was obvious that April was not going to get knocked out.  Not from being punched, she had to much to fight for.  When someone with a face as pretty as April Scott keeps continuing to fight after being busted open and the woman she’s fighting isn’t a mortal enemy of some kind then you need to find another way to end the fight

She felt April slowing down, not fighting back as much and thought what if she turned it into a body vs body matchup, wrestling and breasts colliding.  It was to risky this was the best way to end the fight right now.  Aprils arms were now longer grabbing at the shirt, they were down.

America kept the pressure on until it was only dead weight.  She finally let go of April Scott who was knocked out cold in front of her.  She thought of declaring herself the winner by putting her foot on April’s back and flexing for the crowd but she had gained to much respect and waited for a moment to make sure April wasn’t faking then simply walked away.

The anger inside her was gone after the fight was over and she shook hands with a few people as she made her way to get looked at by a doctor
Katie Holmes and Blake Lively met in the middle, Katie was there for business she wanted to fight in comfort and had on sweat pants and baggy t shirt on.  Blake wanted to impress everyone; she was wearing hot pants and a tank top that seemed to be painted on

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Re: WBACCF #4
« Reply #5 on: January 09, 2013, 06:23:26 PM »


They came face to face and Katie said “I play by rules like my fight with Michelle.”

“It doesn’t matter to me, everyone here knows your about to get beaten by me.  Don’t worry Katie, I’ll take it easy on you unlike what I did to Winstead.”

Katie brought her hand up for a test of strength and Blake shrugged her shoulders and brought both hands up and locked up.  Katie grimaced right away and Blake laughed at that.

Katie realized right away that Blake’s hands were stronger then her own so she purposefully fell backwards and got her feet on Blake’s stomach flipping her over.  Katie tried to keep rolling and mount the blonde but Lively got one leg up blocked it.  The blonde and brunette rolled onto there hips and worked there way up.

Katie dropped down to her knees and at the same moment let go of the finger lock and hit a picture perfect fireman’s carry.  Katie then floated over and took side control pinning Blake down.  She tried to get a arm bar in on Blake but the leggy blonde bridged upwards and escaped Katie Holmes.

They both got up and Katie went low getting her hands around Blake’s left leg.  She lifted the leg and spun Blake around until putting Blake back down.

Katie stayed on her feet with Blakes arm  trapped between her bicep and tit.  She hit a few little knee’s to the back of Blake’s leg to Charlie horse the leg then tried to turn the blonde on her chest but it got fought and Blake bent that leg down to her chest and got her right leg up there as well and kicked Katie away

Blake popped back up and sized Katie up, Blake still had the look of someone with the utmost confidence even though thus far Katie was winning.  Katie came forward and the two women started batting the hands away and Katie grabbed Blakes wrist and quickly got behind the blonde locking in a hammerlock

Before Blake could counter it, Katie dropped to her knees and took Blake down again.  Lively luckily got her hands up and stopped her face from smashing into the pavement.  Katie jumped forwards and locked in a headlock.

Katie was so happy right now, beating Blake Lively would top off a great year for her.  Leaving her husband, beating Michelle after years of waiting and defeating a woman who conceivably stole roles from her. 

Katie tightened the headlock and hoped Blake would soon quit instead Blake hit some forearms to Katie’s back.  With her other hand she started to separate Katie’s  hands and in unison with a forearm smash and thumb pull she broke the hold and got the brunette in a hammerlock.  Katie grimaced but before Blake could truly lock in the hold, Katie rolled to the side her arm was locked in and broke the hold.  Katie got on her knees and went forward but got trapped in a head scissor.

Blake started to laugh at Katie’s plight, but Katie to  her credit was no longer the twenty year old who would quit if a woman with strong legs got her in a head scissor.  Katie continued to walk forward and ended up flipping Blake onto her stomach.  Blake knew Katie would go for a boston crab or joint lock and did a push up and brought her legs down flipping Katie away.

Blake got up smiling, she was playing Katie’s game and doing well at it.  She went down for  her own take down and got her arms wrapped Katie’s calves and brought them together then lifted up to her right. 

Katie broke her fall with her forearm and tried to stay on her back but Blake still had a grip on her legs and was determined to get Katie onto her stomach.  Katie kept twisting her  hips but wasn’t able to throw Blake.  She then tried to pull her legs out but  the blonde kept going forward and timed one of Katie’s hip escapes to get the brunette on her stomach.

As she twisted her hips, Blake let her legs go and Katie’s hip escape backfired and she ended up on her chest.  Blake jumped on her back and was now going for a camel clutch but Katie kept her hands up trying to block the move.

Blake was getting pissed, Katie was stronger then she ever was given credit for.  Blake started to seat up and slam her ass down on Katie’s lower back.  After the third time, Blake was finally able to get half the camel clutch in. 

Her right hand was on Katie’s chin and with her left hand she grabbed Katie’s arm and brought it back and lifted her left leg and trapped Katie’s arm.  Blake was laughing again at Katie and got her left hand interlocked with her right and hauled back.  “Give up, this wasn’t even hard for me.”

Where she had her left leg though backfired as she got some good pulls on Katie’s neck but Katie was able to escape the move. 

Katie got onto her knees then arched her back up and head down and sent Blake crashing down.  Katie got up and backed away so she could stretch her neck.  Fair fights with no striking was supposed to be her secret to winning fights it worked once and should be working a second time but Blake was proving to be worth the hype

Blonde and Brunette up on their feet in wrestlers stances where they were leaning forward, hands in front of their faces strong leg up in front.  They did some hand checks were one would put their hand in closer only for it to be slapped down in an effort to grab the wrist.
They both went forward and got right hands on the back of the necks.  Struggling for a moment it was Katie who got her calf behind Blake’s and lifted upward pushed forward and got the blonde down. 

Blake got both of her legs around Katie’s left trapping her in what is called a half guard.  Katie got her hands on the back of Blake’s head and lifted up.  She had what some would think was a form of a camel clutch where she had Blake’s chin pressed tightly against Blake’s chest.  The actual name of the maneuver was a can opener, she wasn’t using the move to make Blake quit though.

Blake’s leg lock loosened and Katie quickly pulled her leg out and was now in a side position with both knees on Blakes left.  Katie started working her way towards getting a choke hold in and locked in her arms around Blake’s neck.

“You should tap out now sweetie, you did well but I’m a technical wizard.”

Blake was smiling though, and with the utmost confidence “For you to finish me off you need to get over to my right hip.”

Katie wasn’t sure why Blake was so confident she was seconds away from being finished.  Katie got her right knee on Blake’s stomach and then felt a pain she hadn’t felt since she fought Jordana Brewster years ago.  Blake got her hand on Katie’s crotch and dug in

All Katie’s offence was gone and Blake put the brunette down on her back.  Blake got up lifting Katie’s legs up and started to laugh.  “Got something to say Katie”  Then hit two kicks to Katie’s crotch.

“Fair…”  Katie wanted to say Fair fight but Blake kept up with the pussy attack.  Kicks and knees to Katie’s pussy laughing the entire time she brutalized the older actress.

She stopped for a moment and could hear Katie begging her to stop saying she had enough.  Blake looked around and saw the nearest camera man and urged him to come closer.  “Close up please on my face… Hi Michelle, we worked together and I thought the world of you which means I dedicate this last kick to you my friend; Michelle Trachtenberg.”

She kicked Katie one last time then Leighton Meester ran out giving Blake her fight contract.  “When you stop crying read your contract again, I never agreed to have a wrestling match.  God I can’t believe you fell for this, but hey your tougher then…” Blake looked at Leighton and smiled then at the camera “Mary Elizabeth Winstead who I destroyed”

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Re: WBACCF #4
« Reply #6 on: January 09, 2013, 06:23:58 PM »
This would be their first time seeing each other since the wrap party of Smallville.  On that night they were kept apart, the two women never liked each other.  It may have been the reason their fight scene was so real, because it was real.

Cassidy Freeman was the first woman on the set to beat Erica Durance.  She heard that Erica fought anyone who wanted to fight to be the queen of Smallville, and then Cassidy showed up and beat Erica in a fight.  Over the course of the run on Smallville the two interchanged victories and the score was even when they were stopped from having one final battle.

Now though they would find out who was the true queen of Smallville?  With the show cancelled this would be the one fight to determine that crown.  Other women could complain from Kristen Kreuk to Serinda Swan but in the end it was always Cassidy and Erica but they did acknowledge Serinda had a solid complaint as neither had fought Serinda.

They made their way through the crowd who had witnessed some exceptional fights on this the fourth card of the WBACCF.  They didn’t really get any of those mismatches that seemed to sneak into the previous three cards, the quickest fight was Dobrev and Stone but that had some back and forth.

Erica and Cassidy stayed on opposite sides of the circle of people.  They stared at each other; they never did form any kind of friendship during the show.  It was always a rivalry, who was better and soon they would find out once and for all.  Erica took off her shirt and threw it into the crowd, her large breasts barely contained in the bra and her six pack stomach and well defined muscles the envy of most women watching.

Cassidy took off her shirt and threw it into the crowd.  Equal in tits, but not as muscular as Erica yet just as strong.  They each smiled, knowing it was this fight that would end their long standing feud.  The smile was also confidence they had in beating the other.

They ran at each other and went for the other’s hair, the speed of the run and mutual move caused both to go up in the air and spin around like a helicopter blade.  They dropped down tits taking the majority of the impact.  Their natural reaction was to let go which they did and stood back up.  The impact of falling to the concrete and then getting up tore the sheer fabric in the cups of the brassieres.

Cassidy went forward lifting Erica up in the air and ran throwing her on top of the hood of a car.  Cassidy stood up and hit two hard punches a left then a right to Erica’s six pack stomach.  After the second landed Erica got her left foot under Cassidy’s chin and pushed her away.

Erica got back to her feet and got hit with a kick to the knee then Cassidy dove forward and tackled Erica again.  This time both went over the car and the people scurried to see Cassidy lifting Erica up.  Cassidy went to hit a knee but it got blocked then trapped by Erica who stood up and lifted Cassidy up and threw the redhead down on the hood of the car.

Cassidy’s body was on top of the car, her head hanging off the side near Erica’s ass.  Erica turned around and now she could feel Cassidy’s breath on her pussy because of the positioning, Erica looked around at everyone then hit a hard punch to Cassidy’s stomach.   She raised her hand for a second when Cassidy kicked her leg up the shin bone connecting with Erica’s collar bone.

The Canadian backed away and the move itself caused Cassidy to fall from the car and nearly onto her head.  Cassidy got up grateful she got her hands up to block the fall, if she landed on her head on the concrete it would have been catastrophic.

Erica ran at Cassidy and dove but the red head moved and the brunette slid off the hood of the car and to the ground.  Cassidy moved quickly to get at Erica but couldn’t hit a downed Durance. 

Erica was back on her feet where she and Cassidy exchanged right hands.  Cassidy then ducked a right and took Erica down to the cement.  Cassidy hit two rights to Erica’s left rib then sat up and went for two to the face of Erica Durance.  Erica got her hands up blocking the punch then was pushing Cassidy away.

Cassidy couldn’t react in time though she recognized it as one of Erica’s favorite escapes she still fell for it.  Erica as she was pushing Cassidy away with her extended arms brought her legs up getting them around the shoulders and then threw Cassidy away from her.

Erica got up hoping to kick Cassidy in the ribs like she did in their second fight.  The kick was the beginning of the end for Cassidy in that fight but this time Cassidy was rolling away from her and had gotten back up.

“I remember that fight as well, never felt pain like that before”  Cassidy was moving to her left keeping a proper side stance.  Her right hand down lower than what called for in a proper stance but where it needed to be to get peak power.

Erica recognized it she remembered it from their first fight when it was the right hand knocking her out cold.  Erica got her hands up keeping her own right hand lower and started to circle.

They slowly got closer and Cassidy recognized the distance and hit a jab then a leg kick to the inside of Erica’s leg.  Erica brought both hands up in front of her face and Cassidys right over hand punch hit Erica’s forearms instead of her nose.

Erica then hit a straight kick that backed Cassidy up “You’re not the only one who remembers our previous fights”

Erica came in and went for another straight kick this one hitting Cassidy between the breasts.  It backed Cassidy into a load bearing pillar, Erica was happier then she had been in a long time.  She was winning the stand up battle between the two something she always had trouble with.

Erica leaned in and hit two rights under Cassidy’s ribs then went for a cross to the ear.  Cassidy blocked the punch by coming across with her own right hitting her forearm to Erica’s upward swinging forearm.  The slam caused a reverberation throughout Erica’s body but that was the least of her worries as Cassidy came back slamming the back of her right hand into Erica Durances face.

Erica backed away, her cheek cut and her eyes getting blurry.  She threw a punch at the oncoming Cassidy Freeman who saw the punch coming.  Ducking underneath the punch she stood back up at Ericas side her eyes targeted in and full of fire she hit a punch to Erica’s cheek that whiplashed Erica’s head and caused Erica Durance to spit out a tooth and some blood

Durance fell down to her stomach, pissed that once again Cassidy Freeman won the feet exchange.  In a previous fight on dirt or in a apartment she knew Cassidy would get on her back start slamming her head into the ground.  Yet since they found out where these fights would take place they made one rule no slamming the others head into concrete. 

“Come on Erica, you finally got me here” Cassidy kicked Erica in the ribs “You and I have been in this dance for too long” Another kick “Now in front of other actresses, producers” Another kick “In front of the fans, everyone will know I beat you and I’m the queen”

Cassidy stood over Erica’s back and lifted the Canadian up to her knees and looked over at a camera.  She removed Erica’s bra then grabbed Erica’s left arm with the intent of securing a hammerlock. 

Erica sensed it and knew the torque and leverage position that Cassidy was in.  Now or never for Erica who promised herself she would spend every last bit of strength, toughness and determination to beat her rival. Erica kept fighting the hammer lock and got back to her feet and got her right arm up on the back of Cassidy’s head and fell back down to her ass slamming the top of her head into Cassidys chin.
 
She wanted to get up and go after Cassidy right away but the kicks in the ribs hurt and hurt a lot.  She looked over at Cassidy who had a lot of blood coming down from her face, the chin smash must  have caused her to bite her lip and now there was blood.  She always hated bleeding much like others but some women got angry and fought harder intent on making the other woman bleed more than they were bleeding.  Cassidy though in previous smallville fights got squeamish and weaker especially when it was a lot of blood such as was the case right now.


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Re: WBACCF #4
« Reply #7 on: January 09, 2013, 06:24:22 PM »
Erica got up to her feet took a deep breath and ran at Cassidy and clotheslined the redhead down to the ground.  She bent down and picked Cassidy up and slammed a knee into Cassidy’s ribs then another.  The cold air was brushing across her tits and she looked around knowing that she had to make it equal.

She grabbed at the back of Cassidy’s bra and ripped it apart and held the torn bra up as a trophy then went to slam a knee to Cassidy’s face but it was blocked.  Cassidy pushed Erica away and stood up jumped into a punch that didn’t hit.  Instead Erica ducked and took Cassidy down.

She sat up and hit one punch but got knocked off before she could hit a second.  Landing on  her chest she pushed  herself up but then could feel Cassidy’s breasts on her back.  The next thing she felt was an intense shooting pain focused on both breasts.  Cassidy got her hands on Erica’s breasts and squeezed with all her might.

Erica’s scream filled the parking area but she wouldn’t quit and rolled forward.  She now was on top of Cassidy.  Cassidy tightened her grip on Erica’s tits causing another scream and then turned Erica back onto her stomach.  Cassidy stood up and brought Erica up to her knees continuing the breast torture.

Erica reached up getting both hands on the back of Cassidy’s head and flipped Cassidy over her back.  Erica ignored the  pain in  her body and quickly sat on the red heads face but it wasn’t to finish a fight but if it happened then all the better.  Erica started twisting and pulling at Cassidy’s large breasts returning all the pain that was delivered to her a moment ago.  Giving it to a woman who she had a long running feud with, every muscle in her torso was working on the same goal right now.  Torture Cassidy freemans breasts, mangle Cassidy Freeman’s breasts.  IT was working as well she could feel Cassidy’s screams on her ass cheeks.

It was soon over and when people thought how this fight would end they didn’t think it would end like this but they should have.  Both women just wanted to win the fight and would do anything to win it.  Finish it whatever way the finish came but this was not the finish.

Cassidy kicked her left leg up the shin bone getting Erica in the forehead and causing a gash. 

Erica fell down to her back and blinked there was something in her eyes.  She got up and realized what it was; blood.  The kick landed right in the middle of the forehead the soft fleshy part which professional wrestlers would often ‘blade’ to get blood but little pain

Erica got up to her feet and Cassidy was also up the two women jumped at each other.  Erica grabbed Cassidy’s right wrist and Cassidy grabbed Erica’s right wrist.  They wrestled around and Cassidy threw Erica into the side of a nearby truck.

Erica grimaced then pushed herself off the truck attempting a right haymaker.  Cassidy blocked the punch then grabbed Erica by the throat and pushed her back into the truck. 

She smiled at the gasping of Erica Durance and hit two hard punches to Erica’s face then when she seen Erica’s eyes start to roll upwards.  Rather than continuing the punches to finally vanquish her longtime foe she wanted to make an example of Erica to all others who dared challenge her.

Cassidy rather then punch Erica in the face again and again decided to lock on a crotch claw.  She dug her fingers eliciting a scream from the Canadian who started to cry.  She still had Erica’s right arm trapped between her left arm and ribs.  “Give up Erica, its over.  They all know that I’m the better fighter, just Give…. UP.”

Erica got her left arm on the inside of the truck bed and allowed the crotch claw and cassidy’s strength to lift her up.  She was getting some relief and heard Cassidy sigh.  Cassidy let go of her arm and crotch and threw her into the back of the truck.  She landed with a sickening thud on her neck.

Cassidy looked over and saw her in the fetal position almost completely out.  “Do you give up and will you admit I’m the Queen.”

Erica could barely lift her arm but when she did the arm was shaking uncontrollably.  She had one last act of defiance and gave Cassidy the bird.  “Fucking bitch, doesn’t know when to stop”

Cassidy walked to the back of the truck and let down the tailgate and not even paying attention to Erica got one knee on the tailgate then as she lifted herself up she looked.  Erica with whatever will power she had left got into a 3 point stance and dove at Cassidy.

Both women flew through the air and into the windshield of a car parked behind the truck.  The windshield was smash, Cassidy was in more pain then she had ever felt in her life and the camera focused on her face “This isn’t worth it, you’re the queen Erica… you won.”

Erica had to be helped off of Cassidy Freeman but she won the fight but looking at her beaten up, bloody and barely able to stand you would hardly be able to say she was the winner.  Then with glassy eyes she looked up and smiled “I won”