Z.Z. Vs. "The Amazon" Alaina Sanders

Z.Z hopped off of Alaina and raised her fist in the air once the bell rang. "Easy as takin candy from a babe, eh, yaya?" She said and looked at Fathia who was stepping up the chrome steps and into the ring. "Cah'n." Z.Z. said and stepped out of the way.

Fathia loomed over Alaina, holding her donga stick as she looked down at the beaten girl. "I believe you owe my first mate something." She said as her aquamarine eyes sparkled through her cool demeanor. "The ring, the gymbag, the loot. Where is it, matey? You lost fair and square." Fathia said with a smirk slightly forming.

Fathia used the donga stick to push into Alaina's chest and keep her back on the mat as she stood over her. "What is insubstantial about a piece o eight?" Fathia said and looked at Z.Z She gave a nod and Z.Z. slipped her hand under her bandanna and pulled out something shiny. She flipped it and Fathia caught it and held her fist above Alaina. She then let go and a gold coin dropped on Alaina.

"Certainly it is worth more than your little ring, matey." Fathia said. "This wager isn't up for discussion, anyway." She said. Fathia lifted up her donga stick and looked down at Alaina. "Where is the gymbag?" She asked in a cold tone.

Fathia brushed the gold coin aside and Z.Z quickly snatched it up as it rolled off of Alaina. The African pirate captain shook her head. "The locker number will be fine." She said in a serious tone that suggested that Fathia wasn't going to negotiate the point. To try and emphasize, Fathia would quickly yank the heavy stick up and then jam it downward, looking to shove it hard into Alaina's sternum.

Fathia snapped her stick forward to sharply crank it into Alina's jaw. She turned herself and lifted her foot. Without the match going on, there was no sense of formalities. Fathia jammed her foot between Alaina's legs and held it in place. "I beg your pardon?" Fathia said with a cool smirk onher face. "I'm at peace, I assure you. The pirate's life is a good life. Freedom and salty air warm the soul. You should try it sometime...' Fathia lowered her head. "Though I don't think you have the spirit for it." She added.

"Give us the number and we'll be on our way. You're the only one making this difficult. I don't like to hurt people if I don't have to." She said. "But, I am a pirate." Fathia smirked. "And I couldn't say the same for my first mate. Sometimes she gets a little antsy. As you've seen."

"Hide?" Fathia said, tilting her head and looking at Alaina as she leaned into the girl, putting more pressure on the crowd. "What are you trying to goad me into, matey?" Fathia questioned, tilting her head and maintaining her lithe, regal beauty. "I will tell you one thing and one thing only that you should never forget. "We. Wrote. The. Book." She uttered the words slowly.

"And my first mate is no friend. She is a comrade for a common cause, but she is no friend. And... she certainly was able to win even with me hindering her. Tell us the combination. Pirates aren't known for their patience." Fathia said as she lifted up her donga stick high in the air, threatening to jam it down into Alaina's body.