Pissing off a Juggernaut

Sabrina sighed as she stepped into the gym for her morning routine yet again. Usually Sundays were those days she stayed at home and popped open a cold one and grabbing some from Mickey Ds or something just as simple as that. However, she felt that maybe pumping in an extra day could count for skipping on Monday. Those Mondays were a damn hellhole for her, but at least she had the gym, mostly, to herself for the duration of the mornings she got. "This is one real pain in the god damn ass if I gotta walk all the way here. This is the shit I get for never grabbing a car... Christ, I should start with a local whore in the morning if it's always gonna be like this." So maybe she was a little tired, but that was simply the fact that not sleeping until four am and then waking up at 6 am was unbecoming of any fighter.

She wasn't in her ring attire, not mostly at least, and had instead foregone the usual for a pair of sweats and a simple tank top. Tugging at the top in annoyance, she gained some air back in. This stuff was good for keeping the puppies at bay when she was like sixteen, but when she got older, damn did puberty become a bitch. Wrapping up her hands with tape and keeping it nice and tight, she eventually bumped her knuckles together roughly. She could feel that still, but it was also lessened to an extent. Good. This was she could build up stronger knuckles and work up a good sweat. Lacing up the gloves three minutes later and getting up, Sabrina went to work.

Before long, Sabrina was already working a punching bag like it was her personal bitch. Blow after blow flew out in quick successions with each punch rattling the bag left and right, but her footwork helped her in this factor. For ten long minutes the Rabid Dog was tearing apart this punching bag as if it were an opponent with rage filling her limbs with power. "Fucking hell it's good beating the shit out of inanimate objects to take your crap off your back!" Sabrina laughed as hammered in a heavy right uppercut straight into the bag with a loud thump made throughout the gym.

After getting her first workout done, she proceeded with basic exercises for the next five minutes before walking over to a bench and taking a seat. It was kinda shit that no one was really here to beat the crap out of, especially when these people weren't really fitting any standards. The only ones who came at this time were either blind people or those guys who just smoked with their friends, but this was that sorta gym. "You'd think someone fucking good would show up but they all turn out to be shit. None of this crap is any fun... Might as well cancel the full plan at this point, but whatever." With a dissatisfied expression filled to the brim with boredom and annoyance, Sabrina pulled up some water and popped the cap open with her teeth.

Yep, this was shit.

Cicilia was already in the ring with someone else by the time Sabrina had walked in, the Juggernaut making rather short work of her challenger. It had been quite a little bit since she had gotten someone cocky and arrogant enough to pull her away from her regular training... so this was an unwanted but refreshing change of pace. With two mighty blows, the Juggernaut SLAMMED her opponent into the ground with a well-timed uppercut/hook combination, the poor girl falling to the floor in a heap... while the German was hardly even exhausted! What was with all these girls that thought themselves HOT SHIT when they couldn't even get past two damn rounds??

...Fucking disgraceful.

Huffing loudly, Cicilia slipped back out of the ring to a bench where her jacket and bottle rested, the German sitting herself amongst her stuff as she took a swig from her water! As she gazed about at the people here today, she noticed a few newcomers milling about... There was some scrawny guy in glasses with a scraggly beard just now entering... poor idiot thought he could get in some muscle-mass before it was too late... There was another girl, LARGE to say the least on a treadmill, sweating like a pig as she worked desperately to burn off some extra...

...And then there was a blonde... She had beaten into one of the punching bags like she had a grudge against the thing (or like she was Cicilia herself), all the while swearing like a drunken-sailor with a piranha on his ass... The German couldn't help but shake her head and smirk at how over the TOP this girl was, slapping everyone with a new word again and again... It was like she'd just walked out of a bar or something! Eventually, she came over and sat near to Cicilia, ripping the head off her bottle with her teeth... all the while the Juggernaut looking away lest she make eye-contact and start something ELSE.

...It always seemed like there was SOMEONE here that wanted to start something... and the epitome of that was sitting right next to her! The German growled softly under her breath before taking another swig of her water and getting to her feet, deciding that it was probably best that she leave before she was noticed...

...Besides... Sayumi was waiting for her at home... They had a dinner-date soon...

Christ, that bigger chick went to hell on that other girl, but serves her right. From what she saw when she walked in, that chick couldn't even land a decent punch on the tall whore. Honestly speaking, Sabrina was impressed with the woman. For a whore from the streets to pack that sorta muscle? That chick must run the pimping business instead of the other way around. For that, she could respect, but she was more preoccupied with herself and her boredom at the moment. She did, however, look over the chick laid out in the ring like a pile of garbage and snorted.

Ah, those arrogant prissy sissies deserved a good glove to the face for even existing.

Seemed like everyone was starting to walk on into the gym yet again, and already she felt the need to leave. She wasn't shy about things, far from it, but considering her previous track record and her love for the topless fashion, it was very... Very god damn annoying when even the police got involved. Fucking pigs. She always knew those bastards hated blondes and it wasn't even her fault that time! Her top got snagged by a drunken guy, so how was exposing herself to teens her fault?! Those bastards were legal too!

Looking to the side of her, right where that tall girl sat by, she decided on something right then and there. The girl was a whore, right? Slut? Flash some money and she could get a quick lay in, or just a hot kiss, so might as well get this morning rolling even further.

Grabbing ahold of the tall girl's wrist, she pulled her back a step and brought her left hand straight to her neck, if she could grab it that is. Once that was, hopefully, done she would bring the woman down to her level and meet her in a searing hot kiss with a lot of tongue and a lot of... Well, grinding against one another for one thing. Sabrina had to admit that this chick tasted pretty good, and maybe she enjoyed it? How much money did she have on her now for a little something more...

Breaking the kiss, she flashed the woman a grin. "You got a rocking body, bitch! I can respect that, so how much we looking at here?"

She was unaware of the rivalry, or hatred of sorts, she would begin.

As Cicilia turned to leave, she suddenly felt something GRAB her wrist and whirl her back in the opposite direction of the exit... and towards the short blonde! Before she even knew what was happening, the German suddenly felt a pair of lips MASHING against her own, the boxer's sanguine eyes widening with utter SHOCK as the shorter girl TUGGED her down so that she could reach her intended prize! Her waist ground against the boxer's as much as she could've, Cicilia only staring at her... utterly dumbfounded as the stranger had her way... What the hell was going ON? What in the living....

Finally, Cicilia was given a moment to breath as the other girl pulled back... the taste of foreign spit in her mouth making the German's cheeks go green with disgust... What was more, Sabrina SMILED at her all proud and content-like, as if this were something to be PROUD of, making out with random, fucking strangers... and making out with HER for that matter! Cicilia felt her anger, while initially slow to react, PRACTICALLY EXPLODE OUT OF HER, Her teeth instantly baring in a cruel, demonic snarl, her sanguine eyes, once flashed with shock now a gate way into the pits of hatred and revenge that was HELL! Cicilia's muscles tensed, her muscles rippling across her body making her seem much larger, the German Juggernaut towering over this little gnome who thought herself WORTHY of even trying to kiss her! Her body began to tremble, her fingers DIGGING into the palms of her hands as they curled into fists, Cicilia's mind willingly taking a backseat to the raw, visceral HATE that frothed from her very being!

...And then she hinted at soliciting Cicilia...

She could safely say, in hindsight, there was never ONE time in her life where she had felt more offended and outraged by anything anyone had ever said than what had happened right here and now. Once such outrage died down... all she could feel was tainted.... Cicilia hadn't kissed ANYONE other than Sayumi before in her life... Her girlfriend was the only one she EVER wanted to be that close with, the only one who had the right to kiss her... but now that was all gone... Her lips had been touched by those of another, the inside of her mouth filled with this girl's taste... She didn't feel clean... she doubted she would EVER feel clean again!

...And it was all her FAULT!

Whatever sense of the world Cicilia possessed faded into nothing but red... as Cicilia cocked back her free hand... THROWING IT IN THE STRONGEST PUNCH SHE HAD EVER THROWN at Sabrina... hoping to shatter her into a million pieces!

You know, she was starting to get the idea that this chick wasn’t much of a whore now. Seemed more like a bitch now. Under most circumstances, one might see that as an insult still, but in Sabrina’s home turf and language, it was pretty the basis between a skit and just an average chick. Still though, the fucking look on her face was pretty much awesome if she was being honest with herself right about now...

Then she saw what the hell was happening next..l

That trembling body, the muscles tensing, and just the very look in this woman’s eyes was enough to warn Sabrina that she was NOT happy in the least. ”You’re not much of a whore, are you? Sorry about that shit, but I keep forgetting to stop confusing chicks like you for all that, ya know? Sorta an honest mistake on my part.” Yes, she was trying diplomacy, but she could pretty much feel the scathing hatred at this point! Plus, the way this chick almost seemed to grow in size made her feel a little annoyed by this... Christ, we’re all the heavy ones always gonna be taller than her by just a couple of fucking inches? Oh, wait, right... This chick still looked pissed off as all hell.

Could even taste it too if they were being real with each other here.

Luckily for Sabrina, she had some good instincts and wasn’t completely stupid enough to get punched. However, that being the case, she had to lunge to the side at the very last moment to escape the blow meant to shatter her skull into fucking fragments of blood and mush. Eyes wide with surprise, she growled and glared up at this woman with a hiss and baring her teeth almost akin to that of some rabid animal.

”Alright, bitch, you better calm the fuck down before you make a mistake you can’t take back, alright? I apologized and all that shit so unless you wanna get ripped apart, I say don’t even bother,” Sabrina said before realizing that this was pretty much her chance for...

Well, fun,

”Then again... I’ve been pretty fucking bored, so go ahead. Make my fucking day so I can beat your titanic ass into the floor. C’mon.” She even went so far as to make another little kissing face, hopping back a step and bouncing left and right.

Sabrina was challenging her! What a mad woman...

What ARROGANCE that this girl thought she had the right to demand Cicilia calm herself after the shit she'd just pulled... What kind of ego did one have to have to think they deserved to say such a thing after making out with a complete and total stranger!? If she had just kept her mouth shut and ran, Cicilia likely wouldn't have chased... She likely would've gone home and hidden herself away from the world for days while she tried to cool the hell brewing inside... But Sabrina just didn't know when to stop... She likely didn't care what borders weren't to be crossed and what were and just... kept... TALKING! This was why Cicilia would destroy her, dismantle this girl shred by bloody shred until there was nothing left to take apart... She would rip these pieces into smaller pieces and stomp them into paste... She would burn her remains to ashes and scatter them to the wind... She would make this girl as if she had never existed with only vague memories of a horror-show being her legacy!

...Sabrina would receive no mercy.

Her first punch flew high of it's target as the blonde slipped back... but Cicilia wouldn't stop just because her attack missed! She stomped right after Sabrina, her fists like meteors entering orbit! As they were thrown, one could feel the air around her knuckles FLEEING, trying to escape the death the German would bring upon them, as if a mach-cone was forming around her hands with how fast and devestating she was punching! Her entire body was flooded with levels of adrenaline the German had rarely ever felt in her life, a power focused on the ONE target still talking shit... and still running away. Hooks, straight punches, no technique and only slaughter. Cicilia was mindless in her rage to take this girl apart for poisoning her lips with that sick and disgusting mouth of hers! She was completely silent about it too...

There was no swearing or seething, no heaves or hisses... She simply followed after Sabrina with her eyes on fire... Her fists flying at her with enough strength to dent metal! Sabrina mocked her with a kissy-face... and in return, the Juggernaut through a HARSH CRACK at her jaw, attempting to shatter it in one mighty blow... and then the rest of her skeleton an instant later! Spectators watched around the Gym... but did nothing to intervene or stop what was going to happen, dubious as to what they SHOULD do. On the one hand, they didn't think it was their place... Sabrina STARTED this... On the other, Cicilia looked as if she would KILL her... and kill her she would...

...so they simply watched... scared... getting out of their way!

Usually, Sabrina, was pretty laid back about lost things and even random cunts coming up and socking her across the jaw. Hell, she was used to the most random of cheap shots to the most honorable of damn starts, but this was clearly something different. Every self preservation instinct in her body was screaming after she had dodged the taller woman's first blow, and only then could Sabrina see why now.

This lady was lost to anger.

She was a fucking berserker for god's sake! Anyone without a pair of eyes could even tell that this chick was in some sorta trance, and this was something she wasn't gonna ever be able to talk her out of. Whatever she did, or said, pushed this lady to the edge and now said lady wanted to break her apart and crack her like some pathetic shrimp.

The first punch flew and Sabrina was already tearing her gloves off as she bounced about. Her opponent was reckless as a drunk, but the power she was packing and the target, that being her, was all that this bitch cared about at the moment. Bobbing and weaving, every love Sabrins made was to avoid the blows that Cici was throwing. Luckily they had so much space to themselves just outside the ring and right by the training area. That kissy face was pretty much cementing her face for punching now that this girl was enraged.

How was she gonna land a hit? She continued to bounce about, focusing on utilizing her speed. Her face looked like the prime target and was the only thing she could use.

Bring it on!

And like the coward Sabrina was, she fled... They all did after talking a big game. It seemed to be a trend, really... They would do everything in their power to invoke this, to pull out the most primal and hostile aspects of the boxer before fleeing like frightened rabbits when they realized they couldn't handle what they've wrought. She didn't know why it was always her... ALWAYS. HER. FUCKING CRAZY AND STUPID PEOPLE ALWAYS FELL ON HER LIKE SHE WAS A MAGNET OR SOMETHING! WHY!? Sabrina bobbed round the boxer's punches and retreated, further cementing this view of cowardice in her eyes... Those that simply fled from the creature they brought out would always get it worse when they were caught... After all, one had to make up for the worthless struggle that was chasing them around!

...But eventually, Cicilia, even in her rage, realized that punches wouldn't give her the satisfaction she sought alone... No, she wanted something that would leave a mark on Sabrina, something that would truly pay her back for the utter embarrassment and violation she had suffered at the tip of her tongue! The German lunged for her quickly... but controlled, her hands outstretched to GRAB onto the girl and pull her in tight! If she managed to get a grip on her, Cicilia would wrap her arms around the smaller blonde...CRUSHING their bodies together in a bear-hug that could EASILY make a strong-man's spine scream for mercy!

If she didn't... well... that initial explosion of anger eventually died off... allowing a bit of Cicilia's common sense to return without suppressing any of the hate that still lingered in her heart. The German eventually stopped moving towards the girl... and instead, began moving back... back towards her stuff. There was a drop of sense in her, a drop powerful enough to taint the impulsive basin that was the German's current emotional state... She had to get out of here before she did something she could be arrested for, before Sabrina taunted her into breaking something...

Without a word, Cicilia grabbed her gloves, grabbed her bag... and made for the exit... fighting the collar of anger that tied itself to the other woman with every step...

Okay, this was getting very annoying now... While Sabrina was unaware of the true reason why this woman was angry, she wasn’t going to take this lying down just so this angry bitch could hit her. With every dodge and every slip she gave the giant, she only just continued to taunt her further with quick curses and a slur of more sailor talk. At this point, Sabrina, was intentionally pushing this woman even further and further just so she could land a punch in eventually. She was fast, but she wasn’t insanely so, and every lunch delivered got close and closer.

One even left a scratch across her cheek...

Then things suddenly changed... Cicilia had undergone a change right then and there for something else. Her body was growing tired from doing nothing but dodging, but she forced herself further so she could survive this crap. Suddenly this bitch of a giant had lunged for her, way more controlled and focused than before, hands reaching out to grab the Rabid Dog. Sabrina’s eyes widened and she did everything she could to avoid this lunge for her... Attempting for one dash back, if Cicilia was quick as she was there, she would successfully grab onto Sabrina who would be pulled in headbutting and punching away at Cicilia’s face before experiencing a pain unlike any other focused in on her spine...

If she truly did escape, then Sabrina bore witness to the entire ordeal of this Juggernaut just backing away. Panting softly, she wiped the small cut made upon her cheek from a stray punch and hissed. Now that this chick was making a break for it, she felt it was only right that she get the hell out of dodge and do something pretty damn normal with her life.

By normal, go get into a fight.

”You got a lot of fucking issues, lady...” Sabrina informed the taller girl with annoyance clear in her tone.

Cicilia turned back as Sabrina muttered something about her having issues, the boxer's eyes IGNITING like a pair of fireballs... but they were not dry flames... droplets ran down her cheeks, her lips quivering ever so slightly as she glared back at the smaller blonde... The blinding rage had all but dissipated as reality made itself known again... the knowledge that she had been tainted bubbling to the surface... She SPAT a big glob of spit upon the floor of the Gym, aiming not only to insult the smaller girl but get her fucking taste out of her damn mouth! She knew that wouldn't fix what had been done... but maybe it could be a start...

"Du hast einen sexuellen Übergriff begangen, du Schlampe!!" She cursed, her tongue DRIPPING with venom! "You want to talk to ME about issues!? I never want to see you again... EVER!"

...and without another word... she left...

Cicilia couldn't stop herself from sobbing all the way up to the bus-stop she usually took to get to this street in the first place, her hood pulled up HARD over her head to hide her face from any who was watching... She couldn't take it... She couldn't... Cicilia loved Sayumi with every ounce of her being... She loved her more than she cared about herself and now... How could she kiss her now, knowing that another woman had violated her like this...? How could she even begin to approach her and say that she LOVED her after what had just happened...? She knew she didn't WANT that other girl... NOT IF SHE WAS THE LAST HUMANOID THING ON EARTH... but she had fucking made out with her! How could she feel anything else but shame...?

...How could she look upon her sweetheart... and feel like she had been entirely faithful...?

Clouds had already begun to form overhead as if in response to Cicilia's hopelessness, shadows falling over her as she curled up on the bench that faced the road, her face in her hands...

Why.... why.... why.... She whispered to herself, even the feeling of her lips coming together to form words disgusting her. Why me... Why is it always me... Why....