Shakira and Jennifer Lopez stood in opposite corners of the ring, eagerly awaiting the bell to toll and instruct them to start fighting. Shakira, positioned in the blue corner, wore a skimpy, gold bikini, revealing her incredibly well-toned stomach and abs, and showing up most of her legs, ass, and body, barely covering up her petite breasts. She brightly smiled to the crowd that had gathered around them, waving happily to her fans, who erupted into a wave of cheers. Across from her, in the red corner, Jennifer wore a skimpy, white outfit, with a loose-fitting white tanktop and shorts that swere so small that they were practically panties.
The rivalry between these two had started last year, at the 2014 World Cup, when Lopez’s song was chosen over Shakira’s “La La La.” This alone wasn’t an issue, but when the two met on stage, they quickly found that their personalities clashed. Jennifer, a known diva, very much lived up to her reputation, and her attitude was very standoffish and arrogant. Shakira tried to be as reasonable as she could, but she could help but feel that Jennifer was only associated with the World Cup because of the money involved with it. However, their rivalry didn’t truly start until Jennifer started to mock Shakira’s boyfriend, a soccer star. Right then and there, at the concert for the World Cup, Shakira challenged Jennifer to a no-holds-barred catfight, to which Jennifer agreed unconditionally. It took months of training, but the fight was finally here, and both ladies were ready to fight.
Ding!
With the ringing of the bell, both ladies rushed the other with a burning, intense passion. Jennifer immediately threw forward a raging punch, directly at Shakira’s head, but the petite blonde seemed to effortlessly duck under the fist, countering the punch with one of her own. Her fist contacted Jennifer’s equally well-toned stomach, pushing the woman back a little bit, but not doing much damage beyond that. Shakira immediately threw forward another punch, so quickly that Jennifer couldn’t even see the second punch coming. This time, Shakira’s fist connected to Jennifer’s jaw, scrambling her head for a few seconds and forcing her to take a few steps back into the ring. However, despite landing a solid blow, and putting a lot of effort into it, the taller, heavier Jennifer straightened her back, rubbing her chin for a moment, and began chuckling to herself.
“Ha!” Jennifer scoffed at Shakira’s blow. “Is that all you got? Honey, you might as well give up now!” Jennifer teased, simultaneously leaning her body forward into a fighting stance. She tucked in her arms, waiting in a defensive stance, placing her arms near her face like a boxer using the Peek-A-Boo style. Having seen Shakira’s almost blinding speed early on, Jennifer knew that every attack she missed meant at the very least two solid hits landed by her quick, feisty opponent, and she also knew that, while she was certainly stronger, and likely had better stamina, there was no way she could just keep taking a beating from the blonde Columbian all night and still expect a win. Naturally, Jennifer put up her guards, wanting to prevent whatever damage she could.
However, undetered by her opponent’s new defensive stance, Shakira rushed in quickly, planting her foot an inch away from Jennifer’s, leaving almost no distance between the two. Shakira immediately threw a quick jab towards Jennifer’s nose, but the actress simply closed in her arms, absorbing all the impact with her right forearm. Shakira pulled her fist back just as quickly as it had popped forward, pulling back her opposite fist before throwing it into Jennifer’s left side, but the actress again managed to throw down her arm and deter the blow, absorbing virtually no damage anywhere other than her arm.
Before Shakira could pull her arm back, however, Jennifer quickly threw her arm to the side, forcing Shakira’s arm off with it, and pushing her off balance. Before she could recover from the sudden push, Jennifer utilized her boxing style to the fullet, throwing a devastating haymaker directly into the Latina’s nose, throwing her backwards. Shakira barely managed to maintain balance, as Jennifer had thrown the entirety of her strength behind it, but her mind was certainly damaged for a moment. She was, however, forced to take two steps backwards, and completely dropped any fighting stance. Jennifer quickly moved in, taking one elongated step and transitioning directly into another punch, this time with her right hand slamming into Shakira’s stomach. As Shakira gasped for air, hunching over and holding onto the pot of impact with both hands, Jennifer reeled her left hand back, holding it directly over the blonde’s head. Shakira had barely managed to stand up straight again, looking up just in time for Jennifer’s thunderous blow to connect directly into her head, her fingers landing on either side of Shakira’s nose.
Shakira was sent sprawling to the floor by the unrelenting impact of the punch, landing face down on the mat. She could barely see anything. Her vision was shaky, and everything sounded like a blur of sound. She had to remain on the ground for a second, to revcover, but she also knew that if she were to stay down there, she’d be opening herself up to be pinned by Jennifer, and she didn’t even want to think about how the woman would choose to do so. Quickly regaining her composure, Shakira forced herself into a pushup position, Shakira brought her legs forward, positioning them under her body, and stood up quickly, stopping Jennifer in her tracks.
“I’m actually amazed.” Jennifer continued mocking. “I thought for sure you’d stay down after that. But oh well.” Jennfer threw her right fist into her left hand, popping her knuckles, “I can do think all day.”
“Let’s test that.” She mocked back, getting into a fighting stance. Shakira knew that she couldn’t take another beating like that, and that Jennifer had a solid defense in her Peek-A-Boo style. However, Shakira still had an ace up her sleeve. In all her travels, Shakira had studied many cultures, and trained in many forms of fighting to train for this. She quickly got into another fighting stance, this time placing one of her legs into the air, bending it down at the knee and holding it a few inches in front of her body.
“Have you ever heard of Capoeira?” Shakira flipped forward, throwing her legs over her head and closing the distance between her and Jennifer in a single movement. Jennifer moved her hands up to her head again, getting them ready to block, but Shakira, having landed in the same poistion she was in before, her legs positioned off the ground in front of her body. Shakira’s leg kicked out like a snake biting its prey, lashing into Jennifer’s exposed belly. For the first time, Jennifer seemed to truly register the pain, as she hunched over, holding onto the red streak created by Shakira’s leg. While Jennifer hunched over, Shakira pulled her leg back, putting it back in the same position as before. While Jennifer was trying to stand back up, Shakira’s foot tore through the air at incredible speeds, slamming into Jennifer’s temple with her heel.
Jennifer was sent reeling back, landing on the ropes that signified the boundries of the ring. She would have fallen to the floor had it not been for the ropes supporting her body, but she still really couldn’t get back into the fight, at least not right away. However, this didn’t stop Shakira from charging her again, doing another flip to close their distance.
“Give up,” Shakira advized, keeping her comments short. “You don’t have a chance!”
However, Jennifer Lopez managed to fling herself off of the ropes, curling her fingers into a fist as she did. She threw all of her weight behind the fist, throwing it through the air wildly and almost aimlessly. Shakira managed to take a half-step back, avoiding the vicious fist, and then quickly rolled forward, rolling past Jennifer and landing on the other side of her opponent. As Jennifer spun on her heels to face her opponent, Shakira quickly stood up and positioned her leg in the air. As soon as Jennifer’s eyes met her’s, Shakira threw forward her foot, smashing it into Jennifer’s nose and knocking her opponent off of her feet. Jennifer was thrown halfway across the mat, landing on her back and sliding for a few seconds, completely unconscious as soon as she hit the mat.
“I told you.” Shakira mocked, standing up straight again. In truth, her body was hurting relentlessly, her head was pounding, and she suspected she may have bruised some of her ribs, but Shakira couldn’t worry about any of that now. Between the roar of the crowd and the feeling of putting Jennifer in her place, Shakira had never felt better. Now, maybe people would know not to mess with the She-Wolf...
