Old Long Since

Duffy grunted as once again Emily kicked and ran. That was getting a little annoying but the Scottish brawler plodded on. If the girl wanted to try and paper cut her to death, she was going to find out real soon that she had better be perfect at it or else she was going to pay.

"C'mon, lassie!" Duffy barked. "When're ye gonnae do somethin that Ahm gonna feel? Ye need ta get th' bat out again?" Duffy grinned. "That one kinda tickled."

Duffy threw herself at Emily again, this time throwing a few punches from various angles, hoping to keep the girl from being able to decide which way to duck. And this time, Duffy wasn't going to stop even if she had to eat another kick or punch or whatever attack this little girl wanted to heave at her.

Emily met Duffy's advance with another kick, a swift roundhouse to the body that failed to stop the rampaging Scot. She covered her head with her arms but a punch hit home and shocked her brain enough that she fell on her butt.

With fear in her eyes, she looked up at Duffy. She desperately needed to get back up, but with the nearby threat of the Scot's fists, she was hesitant to try. She froze.

Duffy only winced at the kick. She was so busy trying to demolish Emily's guard and succeeded eventually, knocking the Brit down. Duffy stood over Emily with her fists clenched, ready to strike if she so much as flinched. Her hand was cocked and ready as she met Emily's fearful gaze.

"Lassie." She growled. "Dunnae make me kick yer arse. Ah dunnae wanna do it. What's goin on now is tween yer Aunties an us. If ye think ye got somethin ta prove, settle it in th ring. Quit actin like a feartie-cat twat! Jumpin cunts like ye got nae a pair o baws. Fuck that shite!" Duffy growled.

She whipped her hand, pointing out of the ring. "Now git! Fuck off. Yer auntie ain't even watchin ye. Ye ain't got a thing ta prove and nothin gonnae happen side from a bloody gob if ye twitch th' wrong way at me, ya ken?"

Emily remained frozen in place sitting on the mat while Duffy spoke. She fearfully shook her head, but suddenly she wasn't looking at Duffy anymore...

A hand fell on Duffy's shoulder and yanked it back to spin her around. Allison had been quiet, and even the volume of the crowd hadn't tipped Emily off while she was preoccupied with the Scot. Allison didn't spare a single moment for Duffy, and instead grabbed her by the scruff and flung her away toward the other end of the ring.

"Aunt Sarah, I-"

Allison leaned down and gave Emily a sharp slap across the face that instantly shut her up. Emily stared up at her idol with the beginnings of tears in her eyes, and a stunned expression.

"Go away," Allison commanded. "This isn't for you. You don't belong here." She pointed a finger up the entrance ramp. "Go."

Duffy barely even felt Allison's touch until she was flying halfway across the ring. She landed with a thud and groaned, pushing herself to her hands and knees. She shook her head as she watched Allison speak harshly to her niece.

The Scot's brow knit in confusion at the command and she saw Emily's tears. Duffy's fingers dug into the canvas. Emily had risked herself to get in a cheap shot on Bonnie all for the sake of the woman who was smacking her about like it was common practice. It was a twisted sight to behold but not necessarily an unfamiliar one to Duffy. She'd had her own share of family strife and maybe it wasn't her place to get involved, but she was fucking involved already and no one yet had gotten the proper ass beating that was satisfying to the usually inebriated Scot.

Duffy pushed herself up to a squat and then charged at Allison. Nothing loud or fancy, just a hard, lowered shoulder to try and drive Allison down to the mat.

Allison's and Emily's eyes remained locked on each other for a moment before Allison straightened up and turned to deal with the obnoxious little Scot. Duffy collided with her as she turned, her shoulder crashing against Allison's ribs, and sent them both sprawling on the mat.

Her body reacted, but her face hardly changed. She twisted around to grab Duffy by the hair and wrenched her head back enough that her mouth opened slightly, and then jammed her other hand as deep as she could into her throat.

Duffy gnashed down with her teeth as her mouth was invaded but with what Allison was trying to do, she figured she wasn't going to do much of anything aside from leave a mark and gag saliva all over the Brit's hand.

But even as she choked, she still had both her hands free. She balled them into fists and started raining them down as hard as she could against Allison's body, even as tears dripped from her ear and her body revulsed from Allison's wicked treatment.


"ghnkllgh!"

Allison's mouth twisted into a grim scowl as Duffy's fists beat against her chest and ribs. She remained undeterred in her efforts to cram her fingers down into Duffy's throat, and she used the chaos of the moment to buck and roll the girl onto her back. She pinned one shoulder to the mat with her knee, and used both hands to gruesomely asphyxiate the girl, like she was smothering her out with a pillow.

Meanwhile, behind her, Emily fled all the way up the ramp without looking back for a second.

Duffy continued to choke on Allison's fist as drool began to drip from her mouth. Her eyes flashed and her body began to thrash, even as she was pinned down onto her back. However, her free hand never stopped and she was going to make sure she hurt Allison as much as she could before she went if she couldn't keep her from putting her out.

Her free fist drove upwards and she aimed for Allison's nose. Maybe a good shot there would send her reeling. it was the best she could hope for as her energy was slowly sapped away and she bucked and thrashed, trying to wriggly free.

The punch knocked Allison's head to the side, but she remained rooted in place on top of Duffy, pinning the smaller girl down while asphyxiating her with her hand down her throat. She slid her fingers slightly deeper into the girl's spasming esophagus while tears welled in the corners of her eyes, and she lowered herself to put her face close to Duffy's.

With her free hand, she pried open Duffy's eyelid to force her to look at her. Her emerald eyes stared unflinchingly into Duffy's while she waited for life to leave her.