Queen vs Goddess: Debts to be paid - Aphrodite vs Jessica Wright

It was some years ago now at the height of a new career in the AFW that a young woman named Aisha Love entered the ring Hopeful and ready, she thought that this was her big shot chance to show what the young woman from the states could do having spent a few years on the indie scene, slowly rising through the ranks as an up and coming wrestler to watch out for. It hadn't been even her second match, her first a hard fought victory now cementing her place in the promotion, only hoping that she could take it further as the second match began and all went downhill as she was crushed, decimated and made a fool of in the ring. This loss felt like a curse and soon the young pinkette wrestler found herself in the worst string of professional luck, losing any momentum she had and matches as time went on and only one person she had on her mind to blame for such a curse... Jessica Wright.

Aisha Love died long ago, now it was the work of a goddess to carry on her name, a rebirth into an aloof and strange blonde woman that felt almost nothing like what came before save for passing resemblance. Aphrodite was born and immediately set to work bringing fierce and fiery love back into this world, wither anyone wanted it or not. Now however this new match was different, a match that had a debt that had to be paid, one way or another, one that had waited three years as it was set for a match between Jessica and Aphrodite to take center stage.

Aphrodite:

"Introducing first, she is the Love of the World Aphrodite," the announcer spoke as her music came on and soon the supposed goddess of love herself slowly came down to the ring. In far skimpier attire only covered by silks that were completely see through anyway that it mattered little as she blew a kiss to the crowd, a mixture of cheers and boos for the tempting heel. She'd work the crowd for a time, before getting to the stairs to the ring, walking up them in white toeless padded socks. She'd straddle the corner, arching back to show off her body and its flexibility before entering into the ring, arms raised to her sides as took in her audience. It was time to settle that debt and she was determined tonight to do it.

Jessica hadn't remembered her at first. When her manager told her whom she would be wrestling, the picture spoke of an incredibly beautiful woman that Jessica had never had the divine pleasure of tussling with before. And the name seemed unfamiliar as well. But her manager had told her that she had wrestled with this woman before. The Violent Violet looked up at her, trying to rack her brain to figure out when she had wrestled her. Before she had made it to AFW, she had torn through the indie leagues. But Jessica had a good memory, and of all the faces that she had seen in tiny dingy arenas in the midwest, this was not one of them.

That only left AFW. Jessica down at the picture. She recognized this woman. Aisha, she called herself back then. After a tough match, Jessica hit her finisher on Aisha and that was that. The Violent Violet had never forgotten a match, and losses had a significant place in her memory. She knew that if the situation were reversed she would be nursing a grudge that would survive, even years later. She wondered if Aisha would bring that energy to this match. Jessica was confident enough in her ability as a wrestler to think that she could win this match. And even if she had a new look, she was still the same wrestler and Jessica had beaten her before.

Jessica was adjusting her top. The Violent Violet was trying to go straight now, and did not want to deprive her opponent of her top. But she was not certain of her opponent's desire to do the same, given how many of the more amorous match types she had been in. Jessica could hardly blame the woman. If she had a body like that she would be throwing herself at whatever tail the AFW staff put in front of her.

The dark jangle of a guitar rustled through the arena, and Jessica emerged. The crowd cheered loudly at her. They didn't really like her, as much as her entrance heralded something truly epic. The Violent Violet made her way down to the ring and slipped under the bottom rope, and she stared straight at her opponent.

"Remember when I fucking knocked your lights out?" Jessica taunted. Just because she followed the rules now didn't mean she was nice.

Aphrodite now waited for Jessica to come into the ring, waiting almost impatiently for her to come down the ramp and into the ring. It only took a bit of her own inner will power to restrain herself, believing that if she could wait this long for a technical rematch she could wait a little longer if only for a minute or two more. This was her chance, her moment to get revenge nice and proper, but as soon as Jessica came in the ring and taunted her, she near snapped.

"You... you took everything from me!" she shouted out at her in what would most likely be a one sided affair. More strange was her breaking of character, seeming to refer to both to the Aphrodite and Aisha persona as both one in the same,"After I'm done with you, your light will be out, permanantly!" threatening her opponent with a proper amount of violence and appeared somewhat frazzled, holding herself back from just jumping Jessica before the bell rang to begin the match.

She quickly had to calm herself as the referee began to inspect her first, though it was unlikely he'd find anything to begin with as her attire as skimpy as it was left little to hide anything that could be determined illegal for the match. While both Aisha and Aphrodite were arguably the same person, she was by far different from the last time they fought, now to be seen in the ring.

Jessica snickered. It didn't matter if she was playing fair or playing dirty, because she liked to get under the other fighter's skin either way. Not only was it tactically useful, it meant that she was dominating the opponent's mind. And that was always a good thing. The Violent Violet glared at her opponent, driving her point home. "I am not afraid to take everything from you again. And they are going to love it." Jessica opened her arms wide to gesture to the crowd, and they erupted into rapturous thunder. They really wanted to see the violence that the night promised.

And Jessica really wanted to give it to them. She let the referee pat her down as well, despite the fact that anything on her body could be easily seen given how tight her outfit was. Jessica backed up an inch or two when the ref was done, to give herself space to size up her opponent and spring forward in an attack. Sometimes, women here engaged in niceties like shaking each other's hands. Jessica did not want to even maintain the pretense that such nice thoughts would be called for in this match.

The bell rung, and Jessica was quick off the mark. She surged forward, and sent a rocket of a punch towards Aisha's nose. Anger crackled across her face as she sought to start this match off with a bang!

There would definitely be no such niceties in this match as the supposed blonde goddess was determined to get the petty theoretical revenge that she so sought, "We shall see about that. By the end of this match I do not doubt that a magnificent beauty such as me shall be declared victor and you a mess barely able to walk tripping yourself over," she says as it became Jessica's turn to be checked over.

Once that was done the bell rang. Without a moments hesitation Jessica was at the blonde for an attack, throwing a mean punch aimed right for her precious and exquisite face. Aphrodite barely had time to put up her arms as the impacted, knocking her back and into the ropes. Her arms could feel the sting of the strike, sure to leave a bruise but it had been blocked. Not to be cowed she'd use this momentum to attempt an attack back in turn, using the momentum she already had garnered to come back and try and strike the gut of Jessica with a high knee attack.

Jessica felt her blow strike its target, and felt her heart beat that much harder. The crowd erupted into a full throated roar at seeing such a thrilling start to the match and the Violent Violet did not want to disppoint them with a lull in the action. She quickly righted herself to see that her blow had sent her opponent all the way back to the ropes, which caused Jessica to snicker with satisfaction. “Bet you’re not going to be so cocky-” Before Jessica finished her idea, Aphrodite was already upon her.

And Jessica was very much the worse for wear because of it. The knee slammed into her gut, and caused the Violent Violet to double over as she faltered back. The wind was ripped from her, but she did what she could to keep her composure. After coughing a few times, she stood fully upright.

“Still not good enough,” Jessica taunted, as she dashed forward to launch a powerful spear at her opponent.

Aphrodite and Jessica were now pitted against each other in close quarter combat, both of them having landed impressively strong strikes against each other. The supposed blonde goddess having just landed her knee into her opponents gut was hoping to keep up the aggression with a haymaker punch aimed straight for the face. This was a misjudgment as Jessica came back immediately not with a fist but a spear that would bring Aphrodite straight off her feet and knocking the wind out her sails in turn.

"Grahh!" she let out as she fell on her back. Jessica was a top her now, not a good position to be in as from experience she knew that her opponent could easily over power her. So she'd quickly wrap her legs around Jessica's waist, bringing her arms up prepared to block incoming strikes.

Jessica loved the feeling of impact as one woman slammed into another. Her shoulder shook mightily with the energy that Aphrodite had in her. But soon that energy was exploding back and down, as the culmination of the move rendered her opponent to the ground. Jessica was on top of her now, looking into her opponent. Aphrodite was blocking, which Jessica found nice. It meant that the fear that she had instilled in her opponent had not yet entirely faded.

Jessica thought that she may be able to crack that nut, but she didn't want to try. Instead, she opted to grab Aphrodite's arms. Her opponent had already wrapped her legs around Jessica's waist, and the Violent Violet wanted to block all possible means of escape. She planted her feet on the canvas, and moved to deadlift her opponent straight from the ground. Jessica held her there for a second, not only to show off her tremendous strength but to let Aphrodite wonder where this was going. Then Jessica would answer her own rhetorical question by slamming her straight down into the mat.

Prepared to be stuck on her back for a bit and waiting for the onslaught of strikes from Jessica, Aphrodite was rather surprised when her opponent decided that she apparently wasn't going to try and pummel her into the dirt and instead began attempting to lift her in an impressive display of strength from the so called Queen of the Ring. In fact Aphrodite with her legs around Jessica's waist was aiding in her picking her up, feeling the mat leave her back as if she was floating in the air.

Then the goddess would be quickly slammed down into the ground, face grimacing as she landed on the ground. Her hands went straight to her back, clutching it in pain as the feeling shot through her. Her legs would come off, rolling partially to the side. She'd have to rethink how she would go about the match now, Jessica was not just some powerhouse but a smart one at that.

Jessica threw her opponent down to the mat emphatically. Jessica felt a surge of adrenaline after she slammed her opponent onto the ground from seeing the beautiful Aphrodite clutch her back. The legs that had clamped onto her so tightly just moments ago had melted off her, leaving Jessica completely free to move around the ring. The Violent Violet felt intense pride at having accomplished the brilliant counter.

But she didn't want to stop there. Jessica kept moving seeking to grab her opponent and haul her to her feet. From there, she would attempt to tuck her opponent's head under her arm, and then send her crashing down to the mat for a DDT. Even if Aphrodite hadn't been in a match before with Jessica, the Violent Violet's reputation and muscles meant that she was always looking for high impact slams and throws!