You need to catch your breath. You take a step to the side with your fists
up and ready, carefully regarding your adversary to see what she is going to
do. She takes a step to the side and the
two of you begin to slowly circle.
The crow begins to chant.
“FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!”
Suddenly Beth lunges forward.
THRAK! She nails you
with an uppercut. You are blinded for a
second as your face is turned up savagely towards the lights. Blood sprays the air. You are HURT.
You stagger back, trying to shake the cobwebs out of your head.
PLAP!!! Beth gives
you a straight jab in the face and your are floating backward, your arms
pinwheeling. Your start going down but then
you feel your body slam into the ropes, keeping you up. You are sprung forward by the elasticity of
the ropes and Beth is there to stop you.
PLUD!!! She raises her knee up into your crotch and excruciating
pain stabs up through your body.
“OOOOHhhhhhhh!!!” You
moan in AGONY and start to wrap your arms around your attacker, but she lifts
another knee up into your crotch….HARD!!!”
PLUD!!!
“GAK!!” A splatter of blood shoots from your moth and sprays
across Beth’s face. She knees you again.
PLUD!!!
The world is spinning.
Waves of crashing noises drum into your ears. You finally make out the crowd chanting.
“FINISH HER! FINISH HER! FINISH HER!”
All you want to do is collapse into the darkness but suddenly
you feel yourself being tugged up and forward by the ponytail. Beth is running you across the ring towards
the turnbuckle.
THAP!!!
Your face hits the sand filled turnbuckle and your senses
shatter like a glass exploding. You fall backward. Everything goes black.
DING!
DING! DING!
“THE WINNER OF THIS FIGHT….WITH HER 100th KILL….BETH!”
THE END
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