[This is Personal] Sindel vs Elena Carver

Match Type: Standard
Victory conditions: Pinfall, submission, KO.


Everything was set for the fight. Even though Sindel had vowed to stay on the side of good and fight only for what she believed in.. This was the pure act of revenge. She was going to throw away all what she was thaught and had thaught just for the sake of avenging her own battle. Even though she had won against Elena. She had the scars of defeat on her body for quite a while and she never found the way to express herself from that match.

Many had asked the question of Sindel was satisfied with her hard earned victory but she never answered it because in her eyes it was a loss. Sindel brought the hand up to her face and glared at her palm and fingers. There was little Sindel was proud at this present... Her friendship with Haruka was brightening.. The training sessions with Cerbera and Lucy.. A Lucy... She was truly a wonderful girl and Sindel found so many ways to express her happiness with the girl.. It was sad what she was going to do today and hoped she was not there to see this..

She gave a nod to a staff member, signalling that she was ready and checked looked down at the ground, bringing her hand up to tap each shoulder with her finger before bringing it up to kiss it softly, whispering to herself while her eyes closed.

" ..Forgive me for what I am going to do today.. I will not follow the white winds tonight... "

She heard her theme song banging through the speakers and the announcement of her name, her eyes opening to show that fiery look in her orange eyes, her tone became chilly and serious.

" I will show my black talons instead tonight. "

She then walked out of the backstage and stood infront of the crowd quietly, stepping down the ramp without giving anyone a glance. Her eyes were fixated upon the ring, where the main event was going to happen.. Where her future is decided and where she would bear the sins she will commit tonight. She slipped inside the ring and found the corner that was facing the entrance, wanting to see if her opponent will show up for the fight.

((There's another active Elena, more than mine. Might want to edit the title to include Elena Carver.))

Everyone loves a winner. It does not really matter how they win. So long as the contest is ruled in your favor, all that remains is the caterwauling of the loser. They may try to diminish the win but they will never change that result. No amount of caterwauling about 'cheating' would ever change a win into a loss.

But, on the other side of that coin was the loser. The victor is cheered. The vanquished is abhored. Their mistakes magnified, their transgressions amplified.

Elena was in the latter camp. She pulled a knife in her last match with Sindel. Not because she needed to, but because she simply wanted to leave her mark upon the kawaii permanently. It was a match she should not have lost under NORMAL circumstances, but the bribed ref girl and the blade should have cemented it. However, Sindel managed a lucky, once in a lifetime, knockout shot. In the time since then, Elena had spent a great deal of time in the infirmary, and even longer being taken to task for her behavior. And even longer cursing that little upstart and her lucky shot. Robbing her of her victory and giving green light for the AFW sharks to make a grand example of censuring and fining Elena.

She had been checked several times. The ref girl was specifically vetted by the higher ups. This match would be fair.

Elena was fine with that. This was personal. She was going to crush Sindel. She would do it with her bare hands if necessary, but her victory song would be Sindel's desperate screams before the night was through.

Elena stepped out from backstage, focusing not on the jeering crowd but intensely on Sindel, her eyes showing nothing but pure, cold hatred. That irritating runt would pay for the whole humiliation Elena had suffered. Almost breaking out into a run, Elena would leap into the ring and stand in the corner, allowing the ref girl to pat her down once more. Her eyes did not waver. Normally talkative, Elena remained quiet. What was there to say that could not be better communicated through pain?

Atlast her opponent came and seemed oblivious to what was in store for her. Sindel was all set to give Elena a night she will forever remember. This was part of the reason she trained, she mastered her tactics through so much difficulty. She pushed off the turnbuckle and took a few steps forward, her eyes betraying the sheer bloodlust in them. She hardly wait to make Elena cry, scream, beg.... Her entire friendly expression and anything along it, was gone. The hatred she had for Elena was clear, she wanted to destroy her.

The row of lights farthest from the ring started to dim and go off, making the audience look up at them, only to notice the row of lights next started to fade. The corners of the arena started to become pitch black and soon enough the third farthest rows were turned off. It seemed each step Sindel took triggered them. Even though she admitted that it fit the way she wanted this match to go when she talked to the staff member backstage, there was little to no concern for them anymore.

Just seeing the person she wanted to rip to shreds was enough for Sindel to forget her entire surroundings, it were all just a nuisance for the onslaught she was about to bring, minor details from the grand prize. She had prayed to keep her in check was uttered away by the darkness with in her. That hidden little spot that kept within her untill this day would have come. Her sisters would have no approved of this.. Her real one wouldn't.. Tracy wouldn't......Seraphim wouldn't. But this was her match, her revenge, her decision. Nothing was going to stop her now and she'll go mad with revenge if someone tried to stop her.

Finally, the final steps of her plan came, giving the nod to the referee who suddenly cleared the ring. It was a signal to begin the final moment of her plan, the stage was set. Sindel brought her hand infront of her, staring at the sharp fingernails she had prepared for this match, truly, the once kind kawaii was prepared for a battle that would spark her own furiousity.

" I came here for two reasons.. " Her tone was emotionless for now, eyes slipped up so she could stare Elena directly in the eye, her orange eyes displaying the lust for violence in this match already. Her mind set on one purpose only, everything that was dear to her was shunned asside for it.

" I'm letting everyone know that Tao is no longer. I am not fit to lead it. " She mumbled out, though her voice was clear enough to hear through the speakers, embracing the ears of many with that voice of hers. " But that is not for you.. I'd also like to apologize to whomever I hold dear right now, that I am throwing away all that I fought for. "

Sindel lowered her hand only slowly untill it was just below her eyes, turning her body so her side was facing Elena, taking her stance already. A stance she would not use unless she was forced to but in this match, wanted to. Rage of the Wolf its name alone gave it it's reputation but the way Sindel was going to use it was more then just rage.. Pure hatred was fueling the rage within her, ready to be unleashed upon her opponent.

" As you noticed.. I didn't say I was here to fight you. " The light starts to dim and turn dark blue instead, covering only the ring in a shroud of nightfall while the rest of the arena was pitch black. It seemed like a setting in the middle of the night and soon enough three lights above the ring went bright white, displaying a sort of moon at the very center of the ring. It was small but you could see your opponents from the corners of the rings. It made the orange eyes of Sindel glint, who's expression remained unchanged as that glare was ready to kill by itsself.

" That's because I am not here to fight you. " With her stance complete, with focus, speed and rage, there was little that was stopping Sindel from advancing. All she had left was to spill the final step of her plan. All was silent for a few seconds, it seemed the match was about to start, all the ref had to do was ring the bell but that signal was not given, instead the silence was intruded by the loud sound of chains rattling together. Because of the alter of colors on the lights, nobody expected a cage to drop down around the ring until the metal was seen through the dark blue colors of the lights above. A cage slammed down upon the concrete ground outside the ring, preventing any escape from the match. The two were locked together now, in what could only be described in wrestling term as a Hell in the Cell.

Now Sindel took another step so she was standing right infront of the bright circle the lights had brought upon the center of the ring, the girl never left her stance, not a smile on her face that her strategy had been completed. Everything went perfect.. But that was only the intro of this little festival of violence. Now that Sindel had everything set despite that attention was solely on Elena, she begun her offensive but not before giving Elena her last words, her voice was so cold that it could bring chills to even the fearless people among the audience.

[align=center:2qb7y8sq] [size=150:2qb7y8sq]" I came here to kill you. "[/align:2qb7y8sq]

As if it was a signal for the referee, the bell was rung to start the match and Sindel darted right towards Elena, not a moment of peace was giving for Elena to let those words sink into her, not a moment to aknowledge the sound of the bell. She will show Elena the error of her ways in their previous match. With Sindel using her stance, she was not aiming a punch or a kick this time, instead she used her clawed hands, aiming her hand with outmost precious as she came close to Elena, going low and moving her body to a full spin, aiming to swipe those sharp fingernails of hers right to the side of Elena's knee.

Elena gave Sindel a slight snarl as she entered. The light show did little to impress her, but the referee's compliance with Sindel's signals... especially not even batting an eye at her claws, spoke volumes. The cage even more so. So it's like that, is it? They won't be rid of me this easily.

Still, once Sindel locked in her stance, the kawaii's seriousness became apparent. This was her show... and she was here for a real fight. Not exactly what Elena was in the mood for, but it was where she was trapped. Figures, she'd let that lucky shot go to her head... Still, this definitely won't be as easy as last time...

Came here to kill? We're of like mind. Whatever had happened since their last fight, Sindel seemed to have either have advanced a great deal or she learned how to fake it damn well. Either way, Elena's stubborn pride was having to come to terms with the fact that Sindel did not look like a pushover...

In a flash, Sindel had closed the distance, almost before the bell's echos had dried up. Elena had reached higher than the kawaii, trying to lock up with her. Sindel went low and struck gold, plunging her claws into Elena's knee. "Gah!" Elena yelled. Her hands immediately reached down, trying to catch Sindel's hand. If she could catch it, she would try to jolt the kawaii towards her and right into an uppercut with her other hand. If Sindel was too quick, fighting through the pain, Elena would step in, aiming a low kick to Sindel's legs... or whatever extremity she could catch down there, trying to return leg damage in kind.

With Sindel succumbing to her hatred she had for this girl, her speed was reduced by the urge to actually kill her. She didn't move her hand away when it was caught and pulled closer to Elena to recieve the uppercut, forcing the white haired girl to lean backwards while she let out a soft hiss. She however did not relent to the paralysis state. She moved up and closer to Elena, rearing her head back as she tried to smash her forehead straight to the girl's face in an attempt to get herself released.

She will not allow this girl to have any sense of victory, any chance of coming out of this match victorious. She was going to make Elena suffer in ways that even any painful nightmares would be too soft.