Hell Revisited (For Cirno)

"Aaagh!" Heather lets out after she connect with the spear. While she got Saten dead on, the rest of her body including her left arm, was crushed on the hard floor. She curses herself as she rolls to the side next to Saten. "Damnit...what an idiot." She lets out loud as she shakes her arm. What she did was something that she really can't be doing. The amount of pain that she suffered from Saten's bearhug had already weakened her to a point where she needed to be careful with the moves that she did. However she went ahead without thinking and that's how it ended up.

"Gh..that's it.." Heather would say as she would try to crawl and make her way over to Saten. Getting onto her knees, she would reach down and try to grab the girl by her wrists. "You're...in for it.." Heather would say as she would try to bring herself to her feet, attempting to take Saten up with her. If she could do that, she would straighten herself out so they stood face to face. Without hesitating, Heather would attempt to swing a hard right into Saten's gut. She really wanted to make sure that she wouldn't be doing any sort of thing that Heather had brought upon her in their last match.

After that impact with the ground and unlike Heather, it didn't seem Saten had the ability of getting back up. Instead, Heather ' helped ' her getting back up, with her wrists taken, she did not show any resistance. She stood upon her shakey feet, which got worse then she got hit hard into the gut, bending over to cough loudly over Heather's shoulder, eyes halfly closed while ber body was almost weightless.

It really seemed that Heather had her control moment for now but that was mainly cause it felt like a volcano erupted in Saten's spine.

"Heh...What now bitch...talk big, and here we are again. I have you completely in my hands." Heather would say as she would grab Saten by the chin and pull her face up. Her grin was wide as she stared at her. She felt a rush again as she felt as if she had the girl completely dominated. The pain of the bearhug still pulsating through her body but she tried to ignore it the best she could as she would glare into Saten's eyes.

"So..I'll let you say something so we can end this quick. Why don't you just give into me now so we can save some time. Get down on the ground, and I'll humiliate you just as I did before. I won't have to kick your ass as much. Your call Saten." Heather would say, smirking as she finished, waiting for Saten's response.

Just what was wrong with Saten..? Here she was again in the hands of Heather, who had taken control again after Saten had almost crushed her in the bearhug. Now she was staring weakly upon at Heather, hearing her words was a sign that Saten was in trouble. Her body had taken quite a punch from that hard ground, arms limply by her sides while she gave no retaliation to Heather.

This was embarassing for Saten. She was always powerful, even after that match she beat down opponents like easy and here she was again, at Heather's mercy. " n-No.. Please.. Have mercy.. " Saten almost whimpered out pathetically.. Was she really getting tamed by this innocent looking girl? " I can't.. Be claimed..! Let me... Go..! "

"Tch.." Heather would let out as she would shove at Saten, attempting to push her forward as she did. Under heavy breaths, she would stare at the girl with an almost disgusted look on her face. She was pleased with how much she could change Saten's attitude, but something about it was getting on her nerves. Heather would cross her arms as she glared at the girl, her teeth grinding against eachother a bit as she did.

"THIS is what you bring? You come in here, threaten me, and THIS is what I get? You're pathetic! So much for the brutal girl that I was just seconds ago afraid of. I can't believe this trash! I've had just about enough of you and you know what? You don't even deserve to feel my breasts." Heather would say as her domineering attitude seemed to burst out fully at her anger as she yelled at Saten.

"Get down and kiss my boot! If you're going to be so pathetic, you might as well go all the way."

What was this fear she was having for Heather? It was getting too much. She had to cut that attention she had for Heather, to actually what she said. She would have actually have to do something drastic to take her composure back in line and show Heather just who she was messing with. Then she knew what to do. She slipped her hand within her dress, looking like she was doing something before she let out a loud gasp, eyes shot wide open and she almost fell forward but managed to keep a unsteady balance.

It took Saten a while to say something, her head was lowered and her body was shaking uncontrollably but then all of a sudden.. She grinned wickedly. " Oh man.. That was close.. Never thought I'd have to stab my own leg to get this crazy shit off my mind. She then started to laugh softly, bringing her hands back to her side and gave Heather that same crazy grin she had in the match. " Now Heather, I'm going to tell you why I haven't been violent up until now.. I didn't want you to get hurt all that much, the ground is pretty hard! "

She then bursted out of laughter as she advanced on Heather. " I was actually almost wanting to succumb to you! I mean, you're a girl to my heart! That grin and those eyes of yours, god if I was into girls I would be inlove with you! But.. " She then stopped infront of Heather, the grin faded and she gave Heather a dead cold like glare, a serious look upon her face. " You have crossed the line, thinking you can call me pathetic. "

Heather stood her ground, waiting for Saten to follow up on what she said, however what she witnessed was something entirely different from what she expected. She saw the girl let out a loud gasp and seem to stumble forwards. Heather would curl her eyebrows, staring on in confusion at her actions. She saw the girl's body shaking uncontrollably, and inside Heather was quite confused and honestly a bit worried at what had happened. "Uh..h-hey?" Heather would let out as she took a step forward before she saw Saten's wicked grin.

"You...you stabbed your leg??" Heather would say in disbelief at Saten's words as the step forward she took would reel back, as she would stare at her with a face showing that she had no idea what was going on. Her fear of the girl was rising up a bit, but she tried not to show it the best she could. She had to regain control, but with Saten's words it was seeming like she'd lost it.

Hearing the rest of her words, she shook her head. "What?..." She couldn't believe what she was saying. The girl was saying that she was in her heart, it just didn't make sense to Heather. It was definitely something she never thought that she would hear from Saten, or anyone else from that matter. However it seemed like that was changed. As she heard Saten's words and saw her deep glare, Heather brought her hands up, readying herself. Perhaps her words were going to get her in a while of trouble, but it was too late to take them back. In an almost panic, Heather would yell out and charge at Saten again, attempting to jump at her with a spinning heel kick.

When Heather made her advance, attacking Saten head on, all she could do was maintain the grin upon her face, this was simply great! All that fear that felt like poison, which had her frozen in place, was all gone and she was free to inflict pain once more. Just when Heather was about to hit it's mark with her, was it Saten that called the shots, she suddenly ducked down, a slight flinch of her left eye when she crouched low. Despite at how she was acting, that wound in her leg was biting like a bitch but she knew it would do that before she did that.

She waited untill Heather was over her, from where she'd suddenly rise up and try to catch the girl across her shoulders. She wanted to show this girl just who she was messing with now and the error of her ways that was going to be fatal. Once she was able to captured Heather, she will grab onto her throat and leg, trying to bend her in a mighty torture rack.

"A-ah!?" Heather would let out as she missed her kick move. She was in deep trouble now. The few seconds that the was completely open after her miss proved to be her possible downfall as she suddenly found herself in Saten's grip. Locked in the torture rack maneuver, Heather could feel an immense pain shooting through her body. It was so hard on her that she felt as if the girl was breaking her in two.

"Gaaaagh! L-let go!!" Heather would yell out as she tried to kick her arms and legs, trying to wriggle her way out of the submission hold. It wasn't looking good for her, and the possibilities that could occur were running through her head as she tried desperately to escape.

" I'll let go, if you surrender. " She started to apply pressure in the torture rack, really making it look like she wanted to break heather's back. Saten had to admit that she was in a clear advantage again. Despite that, she was not.. Feeling like she should. Usually she was totally into hurting her opponent and making them beg for mercy but for some reason that excitement was not there when she was bending Heather and soon enough, she let out a loud sigh and mumbled.

" Just submit.. I won't hurt you. "