Berenice Wolf vs Charlotte Kaori 'Bully' Beckett, Last Woman Standing Match

Berenice laughed at the girls words. "A Monster? Well, in some sense, Yes. I'm a Monster to those who I think deserve it. The way you act, the way you treat people, you're a bastard who acts like they're top of the world, when you ain't even earned it" She said, Grabbing the Bullies hands and squeezing down hard. She stared down at the girl, the defiance in her eyes was admirable, that was for certain. Few people she'd fought had looked up at Berenice after being so beaten down by her.  

"One thing you don't seem to understand, is as strong as you think you are, there's always a bigger fish, so don't act all high and mighty, it just makes you all the tastier to destroy, to crush you, show you how small you really are." Berenice growled, using the Bullies weakness and her own power to force her back onto her knee's. Once she was, She'd fire a knee towards the girls nose. Whether it broke or not, she didn't care. This girl, Her attitude, Berenice despised it, she wanted to make her suffer, she wanted to teach her true loss and suffering.

Charlotte was way beyond the point in the match in which she wasn’t trying to win anymore, the Bully was only focusing all of her efforts in surviving this ordeal. Berenice had no qualms in doing her best to pummel the blonde through the mats and make a show out of it. At that moment it didn’t even look like a proper combat, it was just a terrible one sided beatdown. But the crowd seems enthusiastic about it as it cheered the monster’s sheer superiority.

The feeling of being physically destroyed and humiliated was something bad, but Charlotte couldn’t get past the attitude of her rival. Berenice’s principles made no sense for her, the woman acting delusional while thinking she was delivering some sort of justice. But the Bully didn’t have much more time to think about that.

Charlotte noticed her rival dragging her so she would stand on her knees. Even that was painful but she managed to look at her rival’s eyes. From her point of view they weren’t the eyes of a predator, they were a monster’s, ruthless psychopath who enjoyed not being on top, but making their rivals feel miserable and destroyed, that reveled not in the fact that she was the strongest but in the very thought of all the pain she caused to everyone. Charlotte’s eyes widened when she saw Berenice charging a knee strike to her face with an honest expression of sheer terror. She didn’t even had the chance to close her eyes before the impact.

It was as if she had flipped a switch off, and suddenly her body wasn’t hers anymore.

Charlotte fell limp to the ground, blood emanating from her nose where Berenice made her strike. She was competely out cold and there was nothing she could do to regain counsciousness. She would love to tell that she heard the count and just wasn’t able to get up but the truth is that she wasn’t inside body anymore.

At this point counting to ten was just a formality. When the bell rang signaling the end of the match and Berenice’s victory a medical officer rushed to the ring. He gazed with fear at Berenice, waiting for the woman to clear the way to Charlotte’s body so he could attend the unconscious blonde.

Berenice looked down at the blonde and sighed. Maybe I went to far she thought, rubbing the back of her head. She growled at the medical staff to scare them back and turned her back to them, picking the girl up and demanding the staff members move out of her way. After they did so, she clambered over the ropes and walked up the ramp and to the medical facilities, putting the girl on the bed silently and walking off.

Before she left she wrote the girl a note.
"Sorry, went to far, got too into the fight" it would read, hastily scribbled down.

When she opened her eyes she was introduced to the white ceiling of the infirmary. She wasn’t really sure about how did she get there, her mind was under some foggy confusion. It wasn’t until she moved when the excruciating pain coursed her nervous system like a jolt. Every small movement hurt like hell. When she managed to get her hand to her face she felt something around her swollen nose and some bandages around her swollen eye.

Charlotte started sobbing inconsolably. Even crying hurt. She had been in bad shape after a fight, but it was the first time she fought in something as one sided as the match that just occured, and in front of hundreds of people, to make it even worse. It was also the first time she had been beaten so badly that she was rendered unconscious. Her body and her pride ached severely as she found no trace of solace in what happened that night.

Then the bully noticed something on her bed. A scribbled note from Berenice asked forgiveness after what she did. If that was an apology what a pathetic way of doing it! Charlotte crumpled the paper and tossed it away, returning to her crying.

Winner by KO: Berenice Wolf