Entropy Title Match: Jessica Wright vs. Alaina Sanders

Last woman standing: the ref will begin counting to ten when a wrestler is down. If the ref makes it to ten, then the wrestler loses.

Jessica felt like she had been ready for this her whole life. She could remember it clear as day, her first match. The 'arena' was tiny and she was tinier. And the woman she went against seemed so outlandishly big. She got chased around the ring that whole match by a woman who loomed over her like a nightmare. The awful dream was all too real and Jessica had her ass kicked pretty soundly. Her quondam opponent probably had a name but it was lost to the sands of time just like so many other things. The memory of her muscles and the beating never faded.

Nor had the memory of all her family losing match after match. They were all a bunch of losers, little more than jobbers, scarping by on meager paychecks in the middle of nowhere. Jessica was now under the brightest lights the world had to offer, the AFW arena, and she was ready. All of the bumps and bruises she had earned along the way were now coming to bear. All of the wins she had fought so desperately for finally came to something.

Here it was. The Entropy Title match. The belt wasn't quite as glamorous as the World Champion Belt, but Jessica knew that this was a good first step. First this, then that. It seemed logical to her to accept this relative step down in prestige. All the people she had talked to seemed to imply that you had to get one to get the other, and Jessica had too many demons to let even this one get out of her grasp. The woman and women who beat her, her lack of real success, her family's lack of success. And here it was, her chance at redemption, at validation.

She had gotten to the arena two hours early. Sitting at home she was too restless and here she was pretty restless too. But as the inches got closer, Jessica felt more and more prepared for this. She knew she could take Alaina. Her red wrestling outfit was shimmering in the light of the dressing room as she pulled on her boots and laced them up. This would be the biggest audience Jessica had ever had before. She was looking good but not for them. Maybe in spite of them.

The Violent Violet meandered towards the staging area. The end for Alaina was nigh, she thought as she stood in front of the curtains.

Little sister there's blood on the tracks...

Jessica strutted down to the ring. There was little love for her but Jessica didn't mind. She was here for one thing and one thing only. To get that belt or perish in the attempt. The Violent Violet hopped up into the ring and wheeled around to face the ramp.

Alaina sat in the locker room in her wrestling gear opting for a one piece swimsuit this time, holding onto her title belt. This is everything she wanted from wrestling. Champ. It had such a nice ring to it, although Alaina was finding out that keeping the belt was harder than getting it. Tougher schedule and generally tougher opponents. That joke of a title defense left an awful taste in Alaina's mouth. She expected more from herself, and wanted to give the fans more.

Alaina left and made her way out to the entry ramp, hearing her music play. She burst out and made her way down the ramp to the loud cheers of the crowd, as they fully stood in the Entropy champions corner. Alaina high five as many as she could before climbing into the ring, holding her belt high, the crowd roaring at this point. Alaina handed it to the referee and stood in the center of the ring glaring at Jessica.

"I hope you are ready for the beatdown of a lifetime." Alaina said as she kept staring a hole through Jessica Wright. Her powerful, determined foe may be the toughest fight she had yet, with more at stake than anything. It was the amazon who had everything to lose, but Alaina was going to do everything in her power to keep that title. She didn't care that it was "just Entropy" or "a lesser belt." To Alaina, it was the top of her own career to this point.

Jessica clenched her fist. Seeing her and seeing the belt whetted Jessica's appetite for destruction. She wanted to turn this girl into much and silence all the doubters and haters in the arena. This was going to be a brutal match for Alaina. She knew that from the beginning, but after seeing her high five all the fans like a jackass the Violent Violet simply could not resist the urge to rip Alaina apart.

Then came the taunt. As if Jessica needed more help getting fired up- you could probably boil an egg on her forehead. "Yeah, a beatdown of you." That was shitty. Come on Jessica, do better. "I wonder if you will get Avery's hospital bed." There you go, hit that sore spot, hit it with a neutron bomb. "And I wonder if you'll squeal when I strip you." That's it, that was it. The bell rang and Jessica moved forward to put her thoughts and words into actions.

Although she was not fast, with a full head of steam she could roll forward with momentum and fury. That is precisely what she did. Her fist flew backwards and forwards with great speed as she aimed to clock Alaina right on the chin to get this match started right!

Alaina glared at Jessica as she insulted Avery. That girl deserved so much better than the hand she was dealt...

Alaina saw Jessica rush forward, ready to hit a powerful punch! Alaina staggered back, stumbling to the ropes in a momentary daze! "Omph!" Alaina grunted as the thunderous echo sounded, her head snapping back. Alaina's hair went flying as she was knocked out of sorts, the only thing keeping her head in the game was her focus on Jessica. This woman's power was insane, as one punch nearly sent Alaina flying, the only thing keeping her from falling back being the ropes.

Alaina bounced off the ropes, shaking her head and moving forward, her own powerful right fist screaming back at Jessica's face! "You can ask Avery yourself once I am done with you!"

Results. That was what she wanted and needed so badly. More tick marks in the win column and a nice gold belt around her waist. All of her efforts concentrated on those two things. The punch was similarly consequential- Alaina's head snapped back with sickening celerity and the Amazon practically flew backwards. The results she had wanted were so palpable and the crowd were in dismay that their darling was one down.

But she came roaring back. One punch was far too little to knock out the champ and Jessica should have recognized that. Unfortunately she did not, and was socked in the face for her lack of anticipation. The Violent Violet got a personal taste of Alaina's awesome power and it tasted a whole lot like blood in her booth. Jessica spun but stayed up, having to take a few steps back to remain on her feet.

She spat on the mat. Not much blood. That was a good sign at least. She eyed the Amazon with a jealous hatred. "Hosptial..." She raised her left hand. "Or cemetery. Take your pick." Jessica rushed forward, not letting Alaina pick. If she picked anything it would be where or if this uppercut towards her chin landed.

Jessica Wright was a raging bull. She was built for power and used it very well. Alaina used to be the same way, just trying to overpower women. Nothing more. Nowadays, Alaina knew there was more to life in the ring and being one-dimensional isn't what helped her win the belt.

As Jessica Wright came forward Alaina stepped to the side and kicked her legs out, bringing one crashing against the back of Jessica's knees and the other in on the front of her shins! Alaina knew a drop toe hold wasn't going to hurt much... but if it frustrated Jessica Wright and kept her offense predictable that in and of itself would help the amazon immensely! "How about option C.... victory." Alaina added as she put her plan in motion.... one verbal dagger added to the pile that was sure to add up in this matchup!

Alaina was a matador and Jessica was that poor poor bull. Jessica bit the canvas unwillingly and inevitably. Like the bovine sacrifice to propitiate the crowds of Spain, Jessica was mocked by the crowd and by Alaina. The Amazon's remarks made Jessica madder still. It was a setback. It was a painful and humiliating setback, but it was only a setback. Jessica had no doubt that she could come away with the belt around her waist.

She rolled over. During those long hours Jessica had been in the gym, she worked on her ground game. The problem was getting Alaina to join her. "Come on down here slut. I am going to make you cry." That oughtta do it, she thought.

Alaina sneered at Jessica as she began to name call the champ. "If ya don't have haters, then you aren't doing it right!" Alaina said as she stood over Jessica, looking to grab onto both of Jessica's ankles! She couldn't let Jessica get away with that one, or any one for that matter. To say that there was bad blood between these two was an understatement. They were similar in style and ability but polar opposites in everything else.

Alaina tried to work Jessica back over onto her stomach and put her in a boston crab! That would surely get her to shut up, provided Alaina got the hold locked in.

Jessica had her back against the mat. That was not the ideal place to be in the slightest, especially against an opponent as lethal as the Amazon, but that was the situation. Jessica was practically begging the strong woman standing above her to attack her and attack she did. The Violent Violet would have been a fool not to recognize the glowering desire to bend and break a heel such as herself beyond all recognition. Like a coiled rattlesnake, Jessica was keen on not giving her the chance.

Before Alaina got to her Jessica would send a massive upkick towards the Amazon. Jessica would have to time it just right so as not to be forced into a submission, but the Violent Violet was confident then. Hell, she was always confident. Even if the price of failure was a torturous Boston Crab...

Alaina bent down to grab Jessica's ankles when her opponents legs coiled back and sprang out, nailing Alaina in the abdomen! She didn't see this coming one bit, doubling over and staggering back as she gasped for air. The bitch knocked the wind right out of her! Alaina let out a couple coughs as she did her best to collect herself. This was far from an ideal situation to be in especially against a woman as vile as Jessica Wright.

"Ngh.... damn it...." Alaina gasped as she began to get her breath back. Unfortunately, in her stunned state she was wide open for the strong challenger to pounce on!