Hell On Earth: FAMINE - Aphrodite vs. Hawk Moth

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- I think we should congratulate you, - said Victoria, who was standing next to Damien.
- Does it not seem to you that you will have to congratulate me later? - Karen grinned.
- Maybe. But this is an achievement in itself. It may not be the Avalanche or Summer Splash. But you are here and many others are not. Therefore, please show all that you are capable of, Hawk Moth.

Unusual situation. Usually, Victoria was only worried. Karen had never felt real faith from her manager. But now the Japanese girl had the feeling that Victoria supported her one hundred percent. This was especially emphasized by the fact that until this moment the manager had never called a street fighter as Hawk Moth. Karen finished her warm up and turned to Victoria and Damien with a smile.

- That's exactly what I will do, - the girl dropped her hands and slightly spread them apart, - Nooroo, dark wings rise.

Victoria grinned, understanding the reference from her ward. Damien made a short nod and they left the locker room, leaving Karen alone. The Japanese girl straightened her hair, picked up her phone and headed for the curtains. Soon there should have been her way out. And she was ready. Here, at the AFW, she was a beginner, however, her career went forward with enormous strides. In many ways, she was helped by the great experience of street fighting, but in addition to this, she already met with extraordinary opponents. Her last match with Black Crow was... very tough. And now the rules were absent again, except for one thing - you need  to put your opponent through a table.

- I'm all fired up now! - Karen told herself, snapped her knuckles, damn it, she was born for such tough matches.

ENTRANCE MUSIC:

ATTIRE:

Her music began in the hall and the Japanese girl stepped out from behind the curtains, raising her hands up and smiling at the audience who greeted her. Karen began to descend the ramp, waving a greeting to the audience. Today, she was dressed in her classic outfit: short black shorts, a tight sports bra, her signature T-shirt with a crossed out triangle and lightweight athletic sneakers. Smile of Hawk Moth became wider when people began to chant "this is where the legend begins". For this short period, she has already built up some reputation for herself and gained the love of the audience.

Karen slipped under the bottom rope and got to her feet. She extended her right hand forward, pointing to the audience.

- Are you ready? Are you ready? Are you ready? - she repeated, turning around her axis, and when her song ended, Karen raised her right hand up and shouted loudly: - This is where the legend begins!

The audience gave her the final applause. Karen approached the referee girl and greeted her, and then gave her phone.

- Save it for me, please.

Hawk Moth bounced on her toes and then headed for her corner. A fire burned in her soul. It was HELL on EARTH. It was a match under the flag of FAMINE. And today she will prove that she is FAMINE. Here, she is the horseman of the Apocalypse. Karen did not know pity in the ring, she maked her new friend bleed in their second match and she has no reason to act softer with a completely unfamiliar opponent. She did not know anything about exactly who should go to her. But very soon, Karen finds out about this. The girl leaned her back against the corner. She just need to wait a bit. She have a good feeling about this.

“And here she is”, - the girl thought.

Hawk Moth watched her rival solemnly approaching the ring with a slight smile. Well, that was a decent show. It was interesting for Karen to watch those who use a special stage image. Aphrodite... the ancient Greek goddess of love. Very interesting choice. Although the Japanese girl suspected that special emphasis should be placed only on the word “goddess”.

And now Aisha had already climbed into the ring, and even for this she needed the help of the servants. Karen tilted her head slightly to the right when the blonde began to make her speech. The street fighter’s smile gradually became wider, with each new word from Aphrodite Karen became more convinced of her theory.

It seems that Aisha really considered herself a goddess if, in her opinion, Karen was unworthy to be here. In the girl’s thoughts, for a moment, a memory of some similar situation surfaced, only she could not remember the specific circumstances, although she clearly remembered that this did not ended with anything. The street fighter thought all this was very interesting, but very funny. She found it extremely amusing when a person overestimates his powers and underestimates the powers of others.

“It certainly won’t end in friendship”, - she thought.

Aphrodite began to move towards Karen, and the girl pushed herself from her corner, her face still had a wide and friendly smile, as if she had met an old friend and was about to make hugs. But first, manners. The new teacher of the Japanese girl said that you always need to introduce yourself before the first fight, even if you do not have any respect for the opponent.

- Well, Madam Aphrodite, my name is Hawk Moth, - the street fighter said, and immediately after that, literally in an instant, her pleasant smile turned into a malevolent grin, - let's see what will remain of your self-conceit when I'll break the table with your lifeless body.

Karen rushed forward, raising her fists to the level of her chin and taking a universal boxing stance, at that moment a bell sounded that marked the beginning of the match. The audience screamed in anticipation, and Karen shifted slightly to the right to slightly scare her opponent. It might seem that now the girl will move back to the left, but instead, Karen abruptly moved forward, drastically reducing the distance. She intended to make a lightning-fast series of three jabs right into Aisha’s head, left hand to her chin, then right hand to her left cheek and then left hand to her chin again.

It is getting funnier and funnier. Karen loved dating unique people, even if they were a piece of narcissistic shit. In a person who was simply narcissistic, there is nothing remarkable. But if a narcissist knows how to present  himself well, then this immediately makes him stand out from the crowd.

And Aisha had the skill to present her narcissism as a special cherry on the cake. It was quite funny. This not only made Karen's smile wider, but also increased her desire to knock the shit out of this blonde. The Japanese girl grew up on the streets and intimidation or humiliation had no effect on her. She saw too much blood. Both a stranger and her own. Therefore, to make her doubt herself, it will take something more serious than banal boasting.

- Yes, yes, yes, keep talking, the contender for the Rising Loser title, - Hawk Moth grinned with obvious mockery while her blows crashed into Aisha's raised hands.

It seems that her rival decided to play the victim because now she only accepted the punches, but did not respond to them. Well, if she wants to break her radius bones while continuing to try to restrain the punches of an experienced boxer, then this is her right. It might even seem that Karen was going to send a jab to the side of the blonde's head again. But instead, Hawk Moth was about to grab her rival by shoulders so that she had no options for retreat.

And if her abrupt change of tactics were successful, then the left knee of the street fighter would immediately rise higher to strike the solar plexus of the Greek goddess, depriving her of air! However, today Karen was not soft, so regardless of the success or failure of this knee strike, she was going to do it several more times in a row to inflict Aphrodite as much damage as possible!

From some point of view, Karen did not stop wondering. Until this evening she had not yet encountered a person who spoke so confidently about himself. It even made the street fighter think a little about whether it was really just a stage image? Or did Aisha absolutely truly consider her words to be true?

“It would be interesting to talk with her face to face outside the ring”, - Karen thought.

That was her little passion. The Japanese girl loved to make acquaintances with unusual people. She was already lucky with one Englishwoman who turned out to be a person who lives a real double life. And now she has met a person who so easily accuses Karen of envying her beauty and everything else.

Well... some say that the gods do not bleed. So now is the time to verify that her rival belongs to something divine. That is why Karen grinned slightly when her powerful knee strike took air from Aphrodite's lungs.

- Oh, I'm sorry, haven't you finished? - the girl asked when the blonde fell silent. - I did not want to interrupt you.

Hawk Moth continued to strike with her knee in the upper part of Aisha’s belly preventing her from taking a normal breath. And this went on until the blonde dropped her hand to prevent further strikes. This was not surprising because now Aphrodite did not look peppy after the loss of air. Now it was pointless for Karen to continue sending new knee strikes to her belly. But Aisha's head was open again.

And Hawk Moth intended to use this to wrap her left hand around the neck of her rival in order to fix the front facelock. And then the street fighter was about to fall backwards in order to slap the head of the Greek goddess on the mat with the help of the classic DDT!

It’s amazing. When Aphrodite's head fell to the mat, Karen was sure that this very heavy argument would be enough for the blonde to finally cool her ardor. However, before the street fighter managed to do anything, her rival rolled back to the side to be outside the ring. The Japanese girl raised her left eyebrow for a second, and then went after her rival, she was not going to give her time to relax, even if it was sorely necessary to her.

When Karen swept under the bottom rope and was on her feet, Aisha's words reached her ears. And now it was starting to seem like some kind of madness. Perhaps after all the hits she took, the Greek goddess began to rave? Anyway…

- What are you talking about? - asked Karen. - We've only just begun. Today, Famine will swallow you. And this Famine is me.

Everything was allowed for them today, so nothing could stop Karen from spending as much time with her rival outside the ring as would be necessary.

Hawk Moth was about to grab the head of her rival with both hands, but by no means to raise her to her feet. Karen was determined to take a step to the side in order to give herself an impulse, and then with the help of inertia throw the body of Aphrodite directly into the rigid wall between the wrestlers and the spectators!