Jessica Wright vs. Orochi

Jessica did not like getting her breasts squeezed. Not one bit. She did not like someone else laying a hand on her for that matter, but this particular touch was downright odious. Worse still, it happened on camera for the world to see. She was the one who had just been victorious, and look at her now. Her purple eyes were cast downward with pain, and she was just focusing on staying awake, despite the difficulty of it.

Although she sort of wish she hadn't. Jessica, the proud Violent Violet, was stuffed in a trunk. Soon, she felt the car moving. She did not know where the car was going, but she knew that it was not going to end well.