Jessica Wright vs. Grizzly Yamamoto

It seemed, without really trying, Grizzly had won the war of words, clearly getting to Jessica and pissing off the Violent Violet, who responded with simple, childish insults.

Grunting Grizzly tried to hold her ground as Jessica planter her feet and pushed against her, the two locked up and trying their best to shove each other back.

"Cmon, gimme what you got bitch! Think your strong enough to mess with a bear!? I'm not here to be your first accomplishment kid!"

Grizzly yelled, trying to rile Jessica up...and trying to ignore the fact that, despite her strength, she was getting inched back, bit by bit...

Veins in Jessica's neck popped. Beads of sweat poured down her face, and a look of pure concentration came over her face. Her nose was wrinkled and her teeth were gritted. She was pushing, pushing, pushing, trying to rid herself of this woman and all the bad thoughts that sprang up. Inch by inch, she was forcing the woman into retreat, but it wasn't enough.

It was never going to be enough. Jessica continued to muster all her strength forward, trying to see just how far she could push the bear back. No words came from her lips- Jessica was going to win this war with her actions. Her muscles were bulging, as she tried to force Grizzly on her heels.

Grizzly was also without words, all her focus on trying to shove this big mouthed bitch back, putting all she had into things...but starting to notice how, bit by bit, her feet were sliding, being pushed back, Jessica actually overpowering the grizzly!

She couldn't believe it. She was getting overpowered. SHE was being OVERPOWERED!

With an angry growl, Grizzly suddenly pulled instead of pushed, pulling Jessica in close to her while swinging her head forward, trying to smash her with a powerful headbutt of justice!

Jessica was feeling good. Grizzly was a hoss of a woman, and Jessica was not retreating. Even better, she was pushing her all around the ring. The look of pure concentration cracked into a wry smile, as Grizzly came to know her strength. No, as the whole world fully appreciated just how goddamn strong Jessica was. The Violent Violet felt like she was the most powerful woman on earth, as if she could do literally anything.

And then her rosy image of the world came crashing down. Grizzly accelerated her head forward, and slammed right into Jessica's nose. A spurt of blood came out as Jessica took a few steps back and held her nose. The crack was still reverberating around the stadium as Jessica gained her balance. Her nose wasn't broken, at least. Probably.

That didn't happen. She was imagining things. There's no way some skinny little tramp in this league could actually match strength with, or even overpower a Grizzly...

Right?

Lucky, such thoughts were immediately dashed from both Grizzly and her fans minds, as her hard head smashed into the Violent Violet's face, getting a cheer from her fans, and loud boos coming from fans of WAR. The sight of blood spurting caused a loud "OOOHHH" from the crowd, as Jessica checked herself over, Grizzly wiping some of the woman's blood off her forehead before putting her hands on her hips and laughing.

"HA! That's what you get little girl, for trying to tangle with a Bear! You ready to give up and go home!?"

Jessica swallowed. Had that hit her forehead, she might have been knocked out right then and there. The Violent Violet clenched her fist. She would not abide that, in any way shape or form. Just as she would not abide giving up to a woman who she considered a lesser.

"Your mouth is writing checks your ass can't cash."

With that, the Violent Violet charged forward with fire in her eyes and curses on her lips. Jessica planted on her left foot and sent a powerful kick towards Grizzly's head with her right, hoping to catch the former Angel off guard with something that would surely send her packing.

When Jessica charged, the cocky Grizzly assumed she was going for another running dropkick, or maybe a spear attempt, something that would normally be laughable to attempt, but at this point, Grizzly thought the woman might be able to pull off. In response, she charged as well, intending to steam roll the younger woman down before she could get an attack off...

Buuuut...

She was wrong.

Instead of a charge move, something Grizzly could overpower, Jessica had faked her out, stopping short and throwing a hard kick, that smacked right into the side of Grizzly's head, black and white dots exploding in her vision, the large woman stumbling around, only her own momentum keeping her upright, until she leaned against the ropes, woozy and groaning, holding the ropes tight to keep herself upright!

Jessica was relentless. When everyone else stopped, Jessica kept going. That was what made her good. That was what made her the best. Without even a moment's hesitation, the Violent Violet advanced on her opponent, eager to follow up her strike with something far more lethal.

She was at her running speed in a flash. No one had ever called Jessica the fastest woman on the planet, but when she had a head of steam behind her she could fly. Jessica was a B-52 bomber getting ready to launch a neutron bomb at her opponent. With all her power behind her, Jessica threw her shoulder forward to clothesline her opponent. Cactus clothesline, the likes of which were seen all across the midwest. Her old man would have been proud.

Grizzly was dazed, shaking her throbbing head back and forth as she leaned against the ropes, looking outside the ring, trying to blink through the black spots in her vision, wondering what the hell happened.

She never got the chance, as Jessica's clothesline smashed into her back, causing Grizzly, who was already leaning over the rope a little, to be pushed down even more, her own momentum and gravity's effect on her weight, caused her to flip over the ropes and fall to the floor below, the crowd shocked at someone her size being clotheslined over the ropes!

Jessica felt a surge of pride. Not a lot of people would be able to make a woman such as Grizzly even budge, let alone send her packing over the ropes. But Jessica, with her strength and skill, managed to do so. Jessica fist pumped for her own benefit, as absolutely no one in the crowd liked her. Well, mostly no one. A few psychopaths in the upper rows were fans of WAR, and they were hollering up a storm.

The Violent Violet turned back to the top rope. She was holding it with both hands, and considered jumping over. Something stopped her. An evil grin spread across her face. There was a shark lurking in these waters, ready to pounce on whatever poor little fishy had the misfortune to find itself in those dangerous waters.

So she turned back to the ref girl. The zebra was looking after the downed bear, and trying to ensure she was ok. Jessica did her best to stand between her and the outside. "Listen, ref, I am doing ok so far, right?" She stood on her tip toes to block off the view completely. "No rules broken so far? This match is going about how it needs to be, right?" Jessica was going to ask stupid questions until she heard a great big crack.