All Kelly Monaco and Melissa Rycroft could do was stare at the other. Kelly fought anybody who would fight her but this was someone who has beaten her at everything.
Melissa won Dancing with the stars and backstage she looked at herself in the mirror then over at Kelly and back in the mirror. Today staring across at Kelly not much changed in either and this was a woman she really didn’t want to fight. Her advantages in other fights were gone or the gap was closed.
Neither wanted to fight the other and not out of respect but neither wanted the answer of who truly was the better woman..
They asked for everything to be removed from the basement. Special padding to be put in, this was more than a fight. This was a one-time special event, one was a better dancer but who was the better fighter.
Melissa still had not blinked “Rules?” She had to ask that question, if this was a go for broke fight it would favour Kelly on paper but she had been preparing for any avenue a fight could go mentally. She saw her and Kelly in one bracket and knew it would come down to them.
Kelly saw Melissa in her bracket and had to seat down. Rycroft made her nervous as her biggest advantage was always her athleticism that was gone here. “None really, I don’t want to say I lost because I held back. One fight, one winner.”
“One fight….” Melissa let that stick there “One winner.” She licked her lips “No rules, we fight and find a winner.”
“Yeah Melissa, no rules we fight until one of us wins and I’m glad this is it for us. One fight and if we had done this before when Keibler fought Erin then…”
“This wouldn’t be anywhere near as special”
“Truly wouldn’t, are you expecting our fight to go like theirs.”
“Truthfully no, they ignored their skills for the most part and tried to tear their woman hoods apart.”
They stayed silent “This is going to be just about what I have to do to win… Don’t take it personal but I won’t lose to you at this.”
No action and Melissa responded “I’m not taking offence and just so you know I expect the best Monaco ever. You get the best of me I want the best of you, I am not going to hold back. You do to me, I do to you. Beating you at this is a big exclamation point on just how good I am.”
They nodded and shook hands “I’ve never done that before but I do respect you so I felt I should.” Kelly said
Melissa made eye contact “competing against you on the show was a thrill and I respect the hell out of you.”
“Competing and losing to you has motivated me for years. I respect you before the fighting and will respect you after the fighting but I’m going to do whatever it takes to win this fight and I can’t do that with respect.”
“Then we start.”
Hands up they began to circle each other, Kelly tried a couple jabs but was outside her range. She tried to get further in but Melissa footwork was amazing as she kept a arm out blocking Monaco while moving back and then escaped to the right when Kelly leaped into a right hook.
Melissa was ready for this she knew at the end of the day no matter how many fights Kelly Monaco won she was desperate to beat her at something anything and immediate frustration was already in place. Melissa ducked it went forward and lifted Kelly up and threw her down and immediately mounted Kelly Monaco hitting two hard rights.
“I’m your weakness, its life.”
Kelly caught one of the wrists as the fist was coming back up and got her arms under and went for a arm lock. Melissa pulled her arm out and Kelly rolled back and was up. The women who legitimately scared her was small but Melissa was number one. She had never beaten her at anything and for her to be here meant she knew how to fight as well. She was so thankful not to fight her but watch Erin Andrews destroy Stacy Keibler even though it was she and Melissa they wanted to watch fight.
Kelly put her fists up, if she landed a punch she could relax. She threw one and it hit but Melissa was rolling with it and hit a leg kick. Melissa backed up and Kelly shook her leg and Melissa exploded grabbing Kelly’s hair and tossed her down to her back.
Melissa got her hands on Kelly’s tits and gave them a twist but immediately Monacos instinct cut in and she grabbed at the back of Rycroft’s shirt pulled and kicked Rycroft over her. Kelly was up on her knees and hauled the shirt over Melissa’s head and she hit three hard punches to the ribs.
Melissa pulled out and Kelly was up. She was ready, she was ready to finally find out how good Melissa Rycroft truly was.
“I tagged you.”
“And you got my shirt off”
Kelly was happy knowing the fact she saw the skin of Melisa Rycroft the perfectly tightened, well shaped body of Melissa Rycroft meant she did in fact become part of the fight. Kelly was cracked with a over hand right between the eyes and fell to the couch.
Melissa got over Kelly and pulled the shirt off after a minute struggle. When the shirt was off it was Melissa who got cracked with a punch to the cheek putting her down.
“I just want to fight you and find out…If I can’t beat you I don’t know what I”ll do.”
Melissa looked over at Kelly “I have to beat you, I have to prove I’m just a touch better than you.”
They were both silent “I went for your shirt, you went for mine.. we’ll go for bras and pants… Lets just go and get naked and figure this out in truly classic fashion.” Kelly said knowing where this was going to end up
“I agree again. Its all out, no need for us to remain clothed.”
They stepped back and actually turned around. As much as they wanted to find out who truly was the physical best they also had immeasurable respect for each other. For 20 years Kelly Monaco was fighting everyone from playmates to Hollywood elite and was never afraid of taking her clothes off or losing her clothes in a fight but right now as she unclasped her bra she was hesitant. This was the Rycroft effect on her.
