Bringing Home the Rain

Jessica walked back and forth in her dressing room. Quite a lot of things had happened to her recently. Some of them, she thought of with fond memories. Others, not so much. She all but growled. Tonight, she was going to turn everything around. Tonight, the world was going to see how nasty she could get. Tonight, all bets were off. It was just that she was the only one who knew, and everyone else was going to find out.

Her wrestling outfit was already on. The ruby red boots which she was so proud of adorned her feet. Jessica had been working out. That was true 90% of the time that she had been alive, but that was especially true now. No beer, no burgers, no bullshit. The warpath called her, and Jessica did not have the inclination to resist the temptation.

Belinda. Fucking Belinda Northman. Jessica's thoughts were disorganized, and the red mist had long since descended. She had laid her plan out, and laid it out brilliantly. All she had to do was hope that the mouse would fall into the trap. Recently, Jessica had cozied up to all of the little worker bees. And by that, Jessica intimidated anyone she could not bribe into going along with her twisted little plan. Not five minutes ago, she heard that Belinda was in the middle. Time to organize her thoughts. It was nearly showtime.

Jessica burst from the dressing room, and marched towards the arena. It was all coming out tonight. She could not tell if that meant that things were starting, or coming to an end.

Right before she entered the arena, she grabbed a mic. Her music started and Jessica was met with a torrent of boos. She wasn't focused on them. It was going to be war tonight, between her and Belinda Northman. She marched down to the ring, and slid under it. For a split second, her eyes darted up.

Then it was go time. "Belinda. Get your fucking Norwegian ass out here. It is time for words. You and I are going to have a little chat, then I am going to kick your ass."

Spoiler:

Belinda was rather surprised when she heard over the tv in the backstage areas that Jessica was calling her out. It wasn't something she had been ready for, at all. She figured she had ended things with Jessica in their match after she had put her out for that three count, but apparently Jessica Wright was the kind to hold a grudge for losing?...The Swede shrugged and would proceed to make her way to the Gorilla position.

Thankfully she was already dressed in her wrestling attire, as she had originally been planned for a match tonight, but with Jessica's surprised call-out, it had been canceled and might be replaced with whatever Jessica had planned for now. Thankfully there wasn't an overtly planned match-card for the night, or most nights in AFW.

Belinda came walking down the ramp with a microphone in hand after Jessica had called her out, there was no music or anything. As she made her way to the ring and climbed right up into the ring and make her way right up towards Jessica. " I'm Swedish! You should try and remember where the person who kicked your ass is from." Belinda spoke out as she would glare right up into Jessica's eyes. She knew what kind of girl Jessica was, and knew that she had to stay tough around the fellow short haired fighter.

Belinda had walked all the way to the ring. That made Jessica smile a little bit. Of course she had not forgotten what had happened last time they fought. That was the whole pretense of why she had called Belinda out here after all. She was just happy that things were going ahead of schedule.

"There's not a difference." Jessica said with all of the confidence of someone who actually knew what she was talking about. She mirrored Belinda's glare, and looked as mean as possible for a split second. Then she broke into a big smile, and took a step back. "See, Belinda, you got lucky. And that is fine, people get lucky. But now we are going to have a fair fight. Because..." She started skipping in a circle around Belinda. "I know something that you don't know..." Her sing-song voice was awfully annoying, and she did that on purpose.

Once she had made a full revolution, she stopped. "Do you want to know? It is a pretty good secret. Although, I am not sure it will be a secret for very loooong....." She gave off a crazed smile.

Belinda would place her hands on her hips as she glared at Jessica, as usual the busty purple haired bitch was someone who the Swede couldn't get along with. On a fundamental level they were built to clash against one another, there wasn't a question of how they'd clash....just a matter of when. It had been a thing that had been made clear in their first match....that this was far from over. 

The blond would narrow her eyes a bit as she watched Jessica smile like that and start to skip around the Swede. " Fair fight? I already beat you in one and if you call that lucky then you're even dumber than I thought you were." Belinda responded as she looked over her shoulder to keep Jessica in her gaze, not turning around but still keeping a watchful eye on the Violent Violet.

Jessica soon started to become very annoying, even more so than usual as Belinda would see her stop in front of her and give off that crazed smile. " What?" Belinda let out as she would then roll her eyes, Of course she knew what Jessica was going to say, that she wanted a rematch or something....Belinda was more than happy to offer her one, she couldn't wait to knock Jessica down yet again.

Belinda pretended she was not annoyed. It was kind of adorable in the grand scheme of things. Jessica knew that she had annoyed her, knew that she could win, knew that this bitch was going to be eating all of the words that she had just spewed out. The Violent Violet took a deep breath in. It was nearly showtime. She was ready. The only question that remained, was the issue of whether or not Belinda was ready. No. There was no way she was ready.

She turned to the west side of the arena. "Hit it." She raised her hand above her head, and snapped her fingers. At that instant, the entire arena went dark. There were a few gasps from the crowd, but that did not cover up the metallic shunt that was heard high above them. A few people screamed, not know what had just happened. When the lights came back on, the whole world saw the consequences of Jessica's little scheme.

There was a metal cage surrounding the arena. The crowd did not know how to take it. Jessica knew exactly how to take it, but she wanted to see how Belinda reacted to the sudden turn of events.

Belinda's looked around rapidly from left to right as the arena lights went black, instinctively she raised both of her arms to protects herself. She knew what kind of bitch Jessica could be and she wasn't about to be taken by surprise. Though when she heard that metallic shunt, Belinda would look upwards. Her attention turning to where ever sound was coming from, her eyes were starting to slowly adapt to the darkness....but right then the lights came on. 

The two fighters were now enclosed within a cage, a metal cage surrounding the ring. Belinda would glare over at Jessica, she lowered her arms and shook her head. She she stood there, silent for a few moments before she finally chuckled underneath her breath. She knew what this was about...she knew why the cage was here. 

Belinda wouldn't let that get to her. She'd step forward, getting right up in Jessica's face. Going chest to chest with the busty red-clad woman. Bonking her forehead against Jessica's as she would glare up into the eyes of the slightly taller woman, showing the Violent Violet that the Shooting Star wasn't planning on backing down against her, for not even a second!

The crowd gasped. Jessica expected nothing less from those mindless idiots. Belinda, for her part, seemed dismayed at first, but quickly put on a cool face. The Violent Violet had turned the tables on her, but she was putting on a brave face. That was admirable. But foolish.

Jessica grinned at Belinda as she came close. Earlier, this blonde woman had gotten under her skin. Now it was high time that Jessica annoyed the crap out of Belinda. It looked like her little gimmick had worked, but there was still something to be done to close out the sweet little deal that she had made for herself.

She took a step back and brought her mic up to her mouth. "Say. We got ourselves a sweet little home now, so let's sweeten the deal a little bit, huh? What about no DQ? If you think you are woman enough, that is..." Jessica dropped the mic, and looked at Belinda with her head tilted. This blonde woman had no idea what she was in for, in Jessica's mind.

Belinda did do her best to remain tough and show Jessica that she wasn't intimidated but it was clear that the drop of the cage had frazzled her a bit. Though she wasn't doing to let that stop her from showing Jessica that she wasn't someone that the violent violet could intimidate or bully. 

Standing firm against Jessica, they stared each other down for a few seconds before Jessica stepped back from her and brought the microphone up to her mouth. Belinda would bring her own microphone up towards her mouth and look on at Jessica, dead serious gaze as she would glare up at the slightly taller woman. 

" You're on! Let's go right now Jessica. You'll get your rematch right here and now, but it will end the same way as the last one." Belinda spoke out as she would then drop the microphone and step back a step. Waiting to see how Jessica would respond to her accepting the challenge.

That was all she needed. The match was on. Belinda said that she wanted a match, and it was on camera for everyone to hear. Belinda was going to be in for a hell of a night, she reckoned. She doubted it was one that this woman was ever going to forget. The same thing could be said of Jessica, and all the people in the stands. Jessica glanced over to make sure that the iron gate was shut, and it sure enough was.

With that, Jessica threw the microphone, causing a terrible screech to bounce around the arena. The time for words was over.