Volcanica vs. Chesna

The ring was filled with fans as they waited eagerly for the match to begin.

Suddenly, “Faint” by Linkin Park started to play as four lights appeared and started to circle the arena. When they hit the center, a massive fire erupted at the start of the heavy metal guitar. Once the fire died down, there stood a girl wearing a dark red sleeveless jacket with collars covering her nose and mouth, black fingerless gloves, dark red pants and boots, and flaming hair. She started to street dance as the first verse started out, but before the chorus came in, she jumped and pointed at one side and one fire erupted (not harming the audience though mind you). The same happened as she pointed to the other side. She then began to do a cartwheel and three flips while heading to the arena, and every time she landed more fire burst out. Then she back flipped to the top rope, keeping her balance, and finally did a double axle into the ring.

Her hand also caught on fire but she sucked it up surprisingly and blew out smoke into her hand before the fires died out.

As Volcanica's music died down, there was a stark contrast of entrances with her opponent. Over the arena began to play the dull beep of a heart monitor and soon a sliver haired girl clad in a red and blue nurse outfit stepped from the backstage. she had a dull glassy look on her face and she seemed to pay no attention to the audience and came down the ramp in a very mechanical fashion. She slid into the ring and stood in her corner, barely even acknowledging anything as she waited for the bell to ring. She had doped herself up pretty well for the match and was riding a rather good high that she did not want interrupted.

Volcanica raised an eyebrow. "So, you are Chesna eh? Hmm, interesting nurse's outfit. Tell me, do you have any special fighting skills here?"

Chesna sighed at Volcanica's words. "If I feel like it." She muttered. "Don't ruin my buzz with chatter." She said as she rubbed her temples and eyed the girl with a glassy stare as the bell rang.

Volcanica stood and said, "Why don't you start off? I wanna see what you got?"

Chesna sighed again at the very demanding girl. "Fine." She said as she lifted up her hands, extending her middle and index finger on each hand. She stumbled forward, sluggishly looking as though she might topple over at any moment as she closed the gap between herself and Volcanica. But as she got close she suddenly picked up pace and aim a strike at Volcanica's solar plexus, hoping to jab her fingers deep into the girl and leave her gasping for breath right away.

Volcanica knew she was going to strike despite being slow at first, so she took the blow from that jab. "Heheheheh, not bad."

Chesna looked at what she had done and turned her head. "Idiot. Acting like that didn't hurt is not going to stop that from taking effect. Your body is at my command if I desire it to be. Every nerve, every pressure point and spot to bring pain or pleasure I know where it is. Hide the pain all you like. In the end you'll simply fall over without even realizing it."

Chesna then sighed. "If I even care. I just want to get this over with. You're really unbalancing m you know."

"Go ahead, make my day." Volcanica would then charge at Chesna and jump to grab her shoulders and plant her feet in her stomach. She would then roll backwards to flip her to the far side of the ring.

Chesna was a fighter of agility not strength. She used her quickness and precision to weaken opponents rather than brutally powering through them. As her dilated eyes stared at Volcanica, she looked as though she wouldn't move but at the last second, rolled out of the way of the oncoming attack, and landing in a crouched position near the ropes. She spun on her heels and turned to look at Volcanica.