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Alona Tal had just destroyed Phoebe Tonkin and walked away from it and straight into Kristin Kreuk.  “That was pretty impressive, almost as impressive as what I did to her!”  Kristin didn’t know why she ended the statement like that.

“Have we ever officially met…” Alona looked at Kristin and her eyes narrowed, nostrils flared a little

“No we haven’t”  Kristin couldn’t explain why her voice was so icy but it was

“Let’s keep it that way” 

“Do you have some kind of problem with me?”

Alona got into the elevator and the doors were shutting when Kristin put her hand at the door stopping it.

“I asked you a question blondie?”

“Do I have a problem with a no talented bitch undermining what I just did?  I never wanted to fight and hurt anyone but Phoebe started something she had no business starting.”

“You say you never wanted to fight hey well it sounds like you kind of want to fight me.”  The doors started to shut again as they stared at each other blonde and brunette. 

The last moment Alona stopped it “IF I did want to fight you it looks like you know better than wanting to fight me, otherwise you would have walked in here rather than try and fail to scare me.”

The door started to shut again and this time Kristin stopped it and walked into the elevator.  Now these two naturally beautiful women were eye to eye neither blinking.  Similar builds same height and close in age.  On other thing they had in common right now was a complete and total lack of fear of what the other woman was capable of

Alona Tal had never been a major part of the catfight circle but she wanted to destroy Kristin Kreuk she wanted to make Kristin beg for her to stop.  Never in her life had she felt such hatred towards another woman yet alone one she just met

Kristin Kreuk hated other women but not as immediate as what she hated Alona.  She wanted to tell Alona to step back but it was too late she could see it in the blondes eyes, the hatred was mutual.

The doors shut and Kristin pushed Alona into the far end of the confined space.  She hit one punch when Alona grabbed Kristin’s shirt and pushed her back into the elevator doors “Now you’re in trouble, I want this fight and nothing’s going to stop me from teaching you not to fight women who are more talented.”

Kristin grabbed Alona’s thumbs and twisted them outwards breaking the grip on her shirt she then pushed Alona away.  “More talented fighter then me, we’ll both find out who the more talented fighter is when the doors reopen.”  Kristin pulled out the red button stopping the elevator between floors “They will be pulling me off you and I’m going to keep some of that blonde hair as a souvenir.”

“Bitch when these doors open again they will need to taze me to get me off you and when I wake up I’ll come find you and beat the shit out of you again.”

“Well let’s get this done then.”  Kristin threw a right cross that Alona ducked and countered with a hip toss.  Alona dropped onto Kristins stomach but before she could do anything Kristin got her legs up around Alona’s head and took her down.

Alona could feel her being hauled down and went with it doing a back roll and got her head out from between Kristin’s legs.  Both women scurried up to their feet quickly and exchanged rights, Kristin pushed forward and went to slam Alona but got twisted and slammed into the wall herself.

Alona followed her counter with a head but to the bridge of Kristins nose busting the nose.  “Here’s some war paint” Alona put her hand on Kristin’s nose and wiped the already free flowing blood coming from the busted nose across the Canadian’s face. 

Kristin hit an uppercut that dazed Alona and then grabbed the blonde’s neck and slammed her into the Elevator walling.  Kristin returned the previous favor and hit a headbutt to the bridge of Alona’s nose.  She stepped back to admire her dirty work and Alona covered her face.

“Yeah you can dish it out you blonde bitch but you can’t take it.”

The sweet innocent Kristin Kreuk spit on Alona and turned to restart the elevator “Bitch, I’ll kill you”

Alona wasn’t finished and slammed Kristin into the elevator doors she slammed the brunettes face into it and then threw her away from it.   Alona turned and went for a kick but Kristin caught the leg and took the blonde down.  Alona grabbed at the back of Kristin’s shirt while Kristin got her hands under Alona’s shirt and as Kristin lost her shirt shortly thereafter Alona lost her own.

Alona grabbed at Kristin’s bra straps and yanked them towards Kristin’s hips she now got on top of Kreuk but it didn’t last long.  Kristin did the same to Alona that was done to her and both were screaming as the bra fabric tore into their soft flesh.

On the top floors a couple of CW executives “I know this was long a fight you wanted to see but…”

“I’m sorry I didn’t know they shared so much hatred, I thought it would have been a technical battle”

“We all did… this is the first time the two have met.”

The pain in the body was getting too much for Alona, she had long avoided this scene.  She knew she had skill but after a few battles with Kristen Bell back in the Veronica Mars days.  When Kristen brought the fight to levels of hairpulling, scissors she could never beat her.  When she made it a strict wrestling match or sparred kickboxing she dominated… as long as she didn’t get stuck between what used to be python like legs of Kristen Bell.  Now she had a woman she hated at first sight, a woman whose voice made  her wonder what it would look like if that mouth was filled with blood.  She wondered what the cute features of Kristin’s face would look like after each punch.  More than anything she wondered how much longer they would be in this mutually torturous position as she felt her pristine porcelain skin was being torn apart by her own bra strap.  She had to do something.

When Kristi first saw Alona finishing off Phoebe she was impressed and wanted to meet her and propose a skill vs skill fight but the moment she was face to face it all changed.  Feeling the straps of her own bra tearing into her skin made her remember her two other foes she claimed to hate.  She disliked Shiri Appleby who her three fights with where always close and she did hate Mila Kunis but that was a hatred that built up during their first fight it was now a hatred going only one way as Mila refused to have a 3rd fight.  As she yanked down on the straps of Alona’s bra feeling some blood coming down on her thumbs she knew that whatever she felt for Shiri Appleby it wasn’t hatred, whatever it was between her and Mila Kunis was somewhat hatred but it was not the same as what she felt for Alona.  Her hatred for Alona was pure, when she saw the perfect white skin of Alona she wanted to destroy it.  She wanted to blacken those big eyes, she wanted to see that blonde hair turned red and right now though she had to do something because the pain was unbearable.

CRACK!

Both women’s foreheads collided as both blonde and brunette threw their heads forwards and the top parts of each woman’s forehead connected hard.  They let go of the bra and fell back both women crawled away from each other faces bloodied and both wished they never met the other.

Kristin got up and thought of her toughest fights the Shiri Appleby fights more than the Mila Kunis fights.  There were prolonged attacks between she and Shiri before the other would come back this though was no consistency.  She couldn’t keep up an attack without it getting reversed and equaled back to her.  No fight she had ever been in was this frustrating no fight had she ever been in had made her bleed this much.  No victory would mean as much to her as beating Alona Tal, she would fight her again if Alona requested a rematch but she’d avoid going to event if she knew Alona was going to be there because the sight of Alona made her feel things she never felt before.   Once she walked out of here victorious she would be the happiest woman in the world

Alona started getting up and remembered when her agents asked for her to have a guest spot on Smallville.  She was told that they didn’t think she and Kristin would get along.  She thought it strange as she heard from Jensen Ackles that Kristin was a salt of the earth type person which was what he thought of her as well.  Now years later in this elevator she could see why they were kept apart.  Those smallville producers saw something she never seen and they were right.  Maybe when she beat Kristin and walked out of here she’d try to avoid going to the same events as Kristin.  Not avoid another fight if it was organized but once she walked out of here she would try to avoid Kristin, leave her knowing she was simply better then Kristin.

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Alona took off her bra and gasped at the feeling of the strap leaving her cut skin.  She hoped Kristin didn’t hear that and her hope was fulfilled because Kristin was also to busy taking her own bra off and failing to ignore the pain from such a simple task.

The two women turned and traded right crosses and Kristin backed up as did Alona.  Kristin thought of going down and staying down but she had to much pride for that.  Ever since she fought the way she wanted to fight rather than the way unskilled slapping catfights others wanted she was undefeated.  Three fights, three victories and though she fell into old habits at times with Shiri she mostly fought with a set of rules in her.  She may have taken more quantities of punishment in other fights but this was a woman who punched as hard as or harder than her.  A woman with actual fighting skill and technique, her quality was more than the quantity she took from others.

Alona wanted to quit, she never wanted to fight to this level or really fight.  Yet she found out her show was cancelled and everything else was a blur even the beat down of phoebe was a blur.  She woke up at the sight of Kristin however and that was stopping her from quitting.  If this was Kristen Bell she might have just quit after that exchange of punches but then again Kristen Bell didn’t punch like that.  With that kind of technique a technique that brought power.  It wasn’t haymakers like Bell threw it was a concise punch.  She needed to concentrate on her own techniques learned while in the Israeli Defence Force

They both met in the middle once again and Kristin tried a jab but Alona used a defensive tactic to knock down the arm.  She then knocked down the right of Kristin Kreuk with the 360 arm defence and after blocking another left she slammed the heel of her palm into Kristin’s mouth.

Kreuk fell back and tried to keep her feet underneath but the blow made her bite her lip and she could feel the blood filling her mouth.  Her equilibrium was shot right now and she fell down to her ass

Alona saw it all in slow motion, Kristin falling backwards her hand coming back and she could still feel the electricity in her arm from the jolt she got when she landed the knockdown blow.  Now was the chance to hurt Kristin Kreuk in a way that would stop her from ever showing her face in public again.

She stood over Kristin and swung rights and lefts and she sat on Kristin’s thighs and grabbed two handfuls of hair and slammed the back of Kreuks’ head into the elevator twice.  “It’s too late for you to give up now bitch, now I’m going to really end you.”  She punched Kristin once more and then screamed in pain.  A pain she never felt before in her life and hoped to never feel again.

Kristin grabbed both of Alona’s breasts and dug her nails in and pushed Alona onto her back where she pressed her knee onto Alona’s pussy.  Alona screamed everything but her surrender which delighted Kristin  as she wanted to return some of the bloody punches she had just received.  She hit a right that she felt crunch against Alona’s cheek bone and then as her right hand was coming back up she swung down with the left getting Alona just above the eye. 

Alona turned her head to the right hoping to make a less straight target and maybe give her a moment to get out of this.  Instead she was hit with three lefts each getting her in the mouth but worst of all was what came next as Kristin punched her four times in the ear.  Alona could feel the bruising on her pristine face, feel where the fists of Kristin Kreuk busted up her face and caused her porcelain skin to break and bleed.  She thought once again of quitting and wondered to  herself if she could live with the thought of quitting to a woman she was so much better then.

Kristin hit so many punches and would keep hitting them whether Alona quit or not.  Whether she knocked out Alona she didn’t care this fight became instantly personal.    She was going to keep hitting Alona until someone pried her away from this position.  She didn’t care if her hands broke from the punches, she didn’t care if her arms would not work for a week out of exhaustion from throwing punches.  She was going to make sure Alona Tal would never ever think of fighting her ever again.  She knew she was better at everything then Alona and now she was about to prove it.

Alona was desperate now and started moving her body left to right, right to left and was able to shimmy her body upwards getting KRistins knee away from her woman hood.  Once she got that done she got her feet on Kristin’s thighs and pushed Kristin down while she went up.  Kristin was shocked that Alona wasn’t knocked out and got out and to make matters worst she ended up face first on the elevator floor.

Alona was in so much pain but had to capitalize and as Kristin was getting up she threw her entire body into an uppercut that sent Kristin up onto her knees and crashing down her head bouncing off the elevator floor.

They were both so beaten up from the fight that the only thing keeping them from quitting was this unbridled eagerness not to lose and to hurt the other. 

Alona crawled over to a barely conscious Kristin Kreuk, a pain still shooting through her tits.  Her motivation was the bare breasts of Kristin and she wanted to squeeze them.  She got her hands on each of Kristins perky tits and palmed them and closed her hands it wasn’t as vicious as Kristins but it got a yelp.

Thankfully for Kristin it was the first time Alona had ever done that attack whereas she had experience from previous fights.  It hurt and after the beating she took hurt worst then it would have at the beginning of the fight but she felt higher pain in that area before so now she twisted her hips and it threw Alona away and onto her back.

They both got up to their knees and exchanged hard right hands and then grabbed at each other’s hair trying to yank the other down.  Alona hauling Kristin’s head towards her right while having her own head being hauled towards Kristin’s’ right.  Neither got much of an advantage and they pressed bodies tightly and the pain in Alona’s breast still was greater than Kristin’s and now she was slammed down onto the floor.

Before Kristin could mount her or slam her down again she hit her knee to kristin’s side and knocked her away.  Both women rolled away and got up Kristin went for a kick but Alona caught the foot and hit her own counter kick between Kristin’s legs.  Keeping a grip on Kristin’s leg she pushed the brunette back against the elevator door.

Alona dropped Kristin’s leg and hit a knee once more connecting with it once again between Kristin’s legs.  Kristin wanted to drop but Alona wouldn’t let her and held her up with her left hand on Kristin’s throat.  “This was over a minute ago bitch now I’m just going to practice.”

Alona was right it was over but she was wrong about the time.  Kristin desperate and knowing she was soon finished found her hand on the emergency phone in the elevator.  Getting a firm grip on it she swung with all her might the receiving end of the phone slammed into Alona’s temple with a sickening thud.

Alona was down on all fours and looked up at Kristin who had that phone in both hands and ripped it off the wall.  Arms over her head Kristin brought the arms down breaking the phone receiver on the back of Alona Tal’s head. 

She didn’t know how long she was out but she was tied up to the elevator railing with the phone cord.  She could see them pulling Kristin out away from her but she was in so much pain she knew her face was bloodied but her body was bruised and even between her legs her pussy was throbbing like something she never felt before and she could feel the bruising on the insides of her thighs.  Kristin had her way while she was knocked out and tied up she heard them say “You were going to kick her in the face through the elevator.”

She’d find out days later when they got the elevator doors opened Kristin was getting ready to run at her and straight kick her face.  The aftermath of such a move would have been catastrophic to say the least she was thankful for someone to stop Kristin.

She heard them now trying to get Kristin away and heard Kristin saying “I hate her she hates me and you have no idea how much that kick hurt.  You hear me Alona I hate every inch of you, I hate you.  You better steer clear of me you blonde bitch or I’ll hurt you even worst.  Stay clear you blonde bitch”

“If you leave now we’ll give Beauty and the Beast a second season.”

There it was truly rock bottom, her show was cancelled she lost to Kristin and Kristins show was picked up.  As they were helping her up to get checked out all she could say was one last thing “Tell Sigourney Weaver I want Kristin Kreuk”