Starting Her Year Off With A Bang (Highfly)

Karen Starring hadn't been seen by the AFW crowds in just under four months; her humiliating defeat at the hands of the infamous Jessica Wright still the last time anyone had seen Karen in nigh anything. Today would be no different as the woman stalked the halls of the AFW building, clad in a loose fitting hoodie and baggy jeans, the woman's now raven hair locks somewhat flowing in front of her face. Only the most hardcore of Karen's fans would recognise the amazon in her current appearance.

And after being decimated in front of the masses by the Violent Violet? She most likely didn't have any regular fans left. Let alone 'hardcore' ones.

Karen's timing was very precise; saving the day of her return to AFW premises the day of the PPV spectacle Avalanche. Specifically, right after one of the few matches within the event the amazon actually took note of; the Entropy Championship match. Watching the events unfold on a monitor in the back, Karen couldn't help but smile at the events she witnessed; her laugh kept hidden beneath the woman's hoodie, raising a hand across her mouth to hide her smile. When the bell was rung and the match decided, she had to fully turn away from the group of small backstage spectators, to let loose a small hidden cheer at the outcome. After all, the loser of the match was the very woman Karen came to see.

Watching as Alaina stumbled through the curtain after her main event ladder match with Valley Doll, Karen would make sure to keep hidden as she slowly stalked the now-former champion, watching as backstage officials tried to warm the heart of the popular friction superstar, awaiting the perfect time to strike.

It was only after Karen bore witness to The Amazons small argument with a new face in AFW, that the now raven haired beauty decided such a time was now. As Alaina made her way likely in the direction of her locker room after said argument, Karen would step in front of the tall blonde, blocking her path, face still hidden beneath her hoodie and hair flowing freely.

Alaina was humbled, humiliated and embarrassed. Losing wasn't bad enough, but having some rookie mouth of to her and call her a nobody as her entire body was still wracked with agony was a hug insult. Alaina hobbled along without her belt... something she was getting used to, but never wanted to have to get used to.

Suddenly a woman was blocking her path. After a moment of looking her over, Alaina knew she seemed familiar. Still, she couldn't quite figure out who she was. "Ngh... can I help you or something?" Alaina asked as she was still breathing heavy, trying to recover from her match.

Karen was trying her best effort to remain calm, as to keep her presence unknown to her hated rival. Even a grunt, especially a scream, from the former-blonde would give the game away, given such a sound would of been most recognisable to a woman who'd beaten her before.

That being said, she soon threw caution and secrecy aside, with a slow move of her right arm upwards, as if she was scratching an itch.

"Funny you should ask..." Throwing said arm forward, Karen simply couldn't resist goading the woman, aiming to land that hard knuckle on Alaina's nose before she even clicked who she was!

A fresh Alaina would have struggled to have had the time to react to such a hard, fast, precise strike. A tired, beaten and worn out Alaina? Forget it. The amazon was stunned, and stunned but good.

Alaina took the hit and staggered back in shock, groaning in pain as the surprise punch was right on the mark! Her eyes watered up and she shook her head trying to shake off the momentary daze. However, this woman had an agenda. Alaina knew that her awful night was going to get worse. She did her best to recover in time, but she was reacting to her foe. Reaction is always slower than action. In her heart Alaina knew she was in trouble.

Karen's burst might of appeared to have been a random assault fuelled purely by anger in an effort to strike Alaina. In reality, she aimed smack bang on the Amazons nose for a purpose.

Watering eyes meant Alaina couldn't see what would happen next.

Taking a small step back with her left, Karen would attempt to follow up her brutal strike with her rising foot; intending to not only bring it to bare brutally and painfully onto Alaina's sizeable chest, but to also bring her hated rival straight down to the hard floor, essentially stepping on her!

All the while, her identity was still unknown to the poor beauty!

Alaina was blindsided by the powerful big boot, her worn, weak body being leveled! She hit the ground with a thud and scream, as she was taxed beyond her threshold already tonight. This was just insulting injury to injury. Alaina cried out in pain, gasping for air as she writhed on the ground.

She was at the mercy, or lack thereof of this woman!

Karen's repertoire since she faced Jessica Wright (or rather, was torn apart by her) was essentially unchanged. But the power she now exerted in her moves and attacks? Vastly improved. She certainly didn't know if such a boot would stomp a fresh Alaina down into the ground, but she'd most certainly be able to put up more of a fight against the Amazon in an even bout than she did last time.

Then again, nothing about what Karen was doing now was even in the slightest.

Continuing to step on the beauty for a moment longer, Karen couldn't help but lean over, not only pouring her weight into the stomp on Alaina's chest, but finally reveal herself to the injured Amazon as she glared over her.

"You look hurt...you okay there champ? No...wait...that's ex-champ right?" Karen couldn't help but chuckle as she essentially bullied the friction favourite, before turning her eyes to the wall to Alainas side. To an object, that given Karen's glare at it, seemed purposefully placed.

Smiling once more to the beauty, she'd bring her leg from her as she made motions towards the object before grasping it in her hand.

"I'm gonna enjoy this..." Karen would almost purr, as she pinged the steel chair she held in her hands off the ground, in an attempt to terrify poor Alaina.

Alaina felt even more pain as this woman continued her assault. As Alaina laid there in a heap she looked up and the face... the voice...

Karen. It was Karen!? "W-what the hell is wrong with you Karen....?" Alaina groaned weakly. She wasn't scared, but she felt deflated and defeated. Not to mention barely able to move let alone fight back. Alaina was at a loss for words as she struggled to piece together why Karen was attacking her.

Alaina defeated her soundly but could one loss have had such an effect on someone? She then thought of her title loss... and yes a loss could have a big impact. Alaina could only hope this would never happen to her.

Karen found herself baring her teeth at the amazon, as she rolled the edge of the steel chair up her frame in a teasing manner, almost in an attempt to remind Alaina just how hardy the object she held was.

She completely ignored the Amazons question of course, simply glaring at the figure before her. "Of course you aren't scared...You wouldn't be Alaina fucking Sanders if you were..."

Smiling as she unwittingly just praised her hated foe, Karen would take a small step back as she soon opted to correct her praise.

By bringing that steel chair right back down the moment she had raised it. Right into Alaina's gut.

"ARGH!"

That chair shot crashed into Alaina's gut, her already battered ribcage feeling the effects doubly so. She rolled to her side, cradling her abdomen as she curled up into a ball. She wanted more than anything to get up and take the fight to Karen, kicking her ass the way she did in their match. However,r her body just wasn't responding.

Alaina tried to get up, telling herself she could do it. However, the best she was able to do was rolling over onto her stomach, slowly working her way to her hands and knees before kneeling on one knee, gasping for breath with grit teeth. Alaina still held her torso in her arms, partially doubled over.

This for sure was turning into the worst night she had ever had.