Lion Hunting

"Augh!" Bonnie head, still fresh from getting bashed by the chair, collided with the top turnbuckle, her head whipped back before she flopped atop her brother.

"Ouh! S-Shit..." Clyde groaned, struggling to lift himself up but starting to. Slowly. Slow enough to watch Allison step over him daintily. He might have watched that.

Bonnie was a bit more fresh, she shook her throbbing head and pulled herself back while Allison was trying to leave.

"G-Get... Back here..." Bonnie growled, approaching Allison with a stagger, trying to throw a punch a the back of her head. "Stop runnin!"

Allison kept her back turned just long enough to let Bonnie stupidly commit to her charge. She watched her over her shoulder, and when the punch came she spun and stopped it with a palm to the inside of Bonnie's elbow. She hooked her other arm under Bonnie's shoulder, turned, and executed a graceful hip throw that sent the Texan over the top rope and onto the apron.

Allison quickly grabbed the end of the girl's blonde ponytail and wrapped it over the top rope, and then struck her in the lower back with her knee to knock her off the apron and leave her dangling by her hair.

"I'm going to ruin your life," she hissed, keeping a tight grip on her hair with both hands.

Bonnie came charging in as hard and fast as she could, her anger was fierce and radiating through her aggressive demeanor. She didn't want to let Allison go. Her mind and body commanded her to fight this woman and she tried her hardest, even while knowing in the back of her head the last time they fought she had been destroyed.

She threw all she had into the punch but instead of that graceful movement Bonnie had seen with her own eyes earlier. She'd see Allison simply deflect with by throwing a palm into the inside of Bonnie's elbow, knocking the punch off its course as she stumbled with a wide eyed look of shock. "No!" she screamed inside in her head before being thrown right off her feet, her own momentum aiding her in being hip tossed right over the ropes to the awe of the crowd, Clyde and Bonnie who was experiencing it first hand.

"Hah!! Ough!" She cried out and grunted as she went flipped over and got slammed ass first onto the ring apron, sending a shock up her tailbone through her whole body, going stiff from the impact before she felt Allison's hand on her ponytail.

"A-Aghh!!" She cried out yet again at the harsh grip before a hard knee plowed into her lower back and forced her off the apron, leaving her to just dangle by her hair and Allison's cruel grip.

"Haaa-Haaaghhh!! STOP!!" Bonnie howled, thrashing around violently, kicking frantically while trying to reach for Allison's hands that gripped her ponytail, feeling a horrid burning in her scalp that was purely agonizing for her.

"B-Bonnie!" Clyde called out from afar, huffing out several breaths of air as he staggered to his feet, legs wobbly from the low blow. He saw the angle Allison was in, perfect for a springboard roundhouse but right now his lower half felt shitty.

He stumbled towards Allison with urgency, wincing from the pain he still felt between his legs. He tried to get close, grab Allison from the back of her hair and yank her head back and down, looking her in the eyes as he raised his free arm and tried to drop his padded elbow into her sternum, trying to free Bonnie.

"Ungh!"

Allison dropped onto her back, her legs kicking up as she hit with a thud. She coughed again, and put a hand to her chest, eyes closed, and grimaced in pain.

When she opened her eyes, they were directed at Clyde. She remained on the mat, lying there on her back, looking up at the Texan with a crazy, black hole smile and a low, throaty laugh.

Bonnie fell to the apron below and clutched her hair, her head was already woozy from that chair shot she had taken from Allison last time, having this horrid burning in her scalp was far from enjoyable. It hurt.

Clyde meanwhile, stood over Allison, looking down at the woman who had plagued him and his sister's life for long now and to be finally fighting her. It was surreal almost, but not as much as when she opened her eyes, ending her expression of pain to display her crazed look, her insane looking smile and deep laughter.

She was freaking Clyde out.

"The hell is so funny!?" He growled, walking over her body and dropping himself onto her stomach to mount her, pressing his forearm against her cheek to force her head to side while keeping his other arm raised, ready to rain down a forearm smash.

"What do you think yer ahead er somethin!? You're beat."

Allison grunted and bared her teeth as Clyde's weight settled on her midsection. She kept her feet flat with her knees bent, and her elbows on the mat out to her sides, her hands hanging in the air. She found Clyde with her eyes while her head was forced to the side, her cheek pressing down on the mat and her typically immaculate hair an uncharacteristic mess.

"People more impressive than you have failed," she said, her voice like a low growl but for a disconcerting degree of composure. "What is it you think you can do to me? I would just love to see it..."

"You think Chigusa's impressive? Please..." Clyde muttered down at Allison, grinning down at her as he managed to end her laughter and that crazy look in her eye. Whoever that person was, it wans't the Allison, Clyde was used to seeing. She seemed gone at the moment.

"I can fight you and win fer one!" He snapped back at her, grabbing a handful of her hair as he stood up, trying to haul the taller woman up and stuff her head between his legs in preparation for a piledriver.

Bonnie, meanwhile staggered to her feet and held her head, making her way to the steel steps as she watched the two in the ring.

"Sorry, who?" She asked, annoyed by the mention of the random girl. Clyde had not the faintest idea of the depth of Allison's experience. Chigusa was hardly worth mentioning.

Allison clenched her jaw as Clyde took hold of her hair and guided her up to her feet. There was a special place in hell for unworthy people who messed with her hair.

Once her feet were under her, she shot upright and suddenly knocked Clyde's arms away. She lashed out with her hands, one grabbing behind Clyde's head, and the other jabbing her thumb into his eye with surgical precision.

Clyde gave an amused huff. Chigusa was Allison's most famous opponent and she was squashed. No big surprise to him as she was just a spoiled idol.

He grabbed her hair. He remembered her talking about fucking her and grabbing it. He just wanted to give her something they both wanted.

But Allison was still as dangerous as ever. As she got back on her feet she swatted the boy's hands away, his grit his teeth as his arms fell beside her shoulders, unable to pick them back in time to stop Allison from grabbing his head with one hand while the other saw its thumb jab right into his eye!

"AAAAAUUUUGHH!!" Howled the blonde, his hands instantly going to Allison's hand to try and pull Allison's hand away and end the assault on his eye that instantly turned him weak from the horrid pain he felt, writhing in sheer pain as his body started to bend backwards.

"Clyde!!" Bonnie looked on in horror before her eyes narrowed, trying to rush into the ring and punch Allison in the side of the face to get her off him.

Allison released Clyde and distastefully shoved him down. She casually flicked her fingers at him, as if flinging his grime off of her hands, and then turned around. She knew Bonnie would be on her way now.

Predictable as ever, the girl charged straight at her with another wild punch. Maybe she was quick, maybe she had some skill, but Allison had seen it all before and she knew it was coming before Bonnie decided to throw it.

And she was tired of the twins attacking her one after the other like annoying houseflies.

She ducked under the punch, and showed hints of her wrestling ability by drop-stepping in for a textbook double-leg takedown, except instead of putting Bonnie on her back she grabbed behind her legs and stood up straight, picking the girl up high in the air before dropping her down with Allison's knee between her legs.

Before Bonnie had even hit the mat, Allison was calmly walking around her toward the ropes to make her exit.