Dulsa Vs. Sharaiya (Complete)

This whole thing was just a mess. She knew it had to be treated carefully, but right now, it was like trying to tame a rabid beast that was cornered. Seraphim really didn't want to break apart their friendship over this match that she shouldn't even be involved in, but she knew if she didn't step in, then this was going to get worse, and someone could get seriously hurt. Hell, the girl's probably both needed stitches at this point, any further would just be too much.

As the events unfolded and Dulsa lashed out with a quick punch into Sharaiya's gut, that ended up as the last straw. She wasn't going to intervene at this point. "You shut up, you're just as bad as she is." Seraphim said to Dulsa, making sure Sharaiya heard those words as well as Seraphim took hold and 'helped' Dulsa up, only to casually toss the girl over to the side of the ring to force her in. The match was only going to get more bloody and merciless outside the ring, this match was too much on the concrete grounds.

"Ignorant Woman! She should have left us there!!" Dulsa hissed as she was forced into the ring where she crawled into the corner to recover.

Sharaiya's eyes widened slightly when she heard Seraphim's words aswell as Dulsa's words, although it was a violent match for alot of people, she was used to it.. She brought one hand up to wipe the blood from her lips ad side of her lip, closing her eyes for a few moments to rest them, forcing herself to stand up aswell, her legs were trembling, her body had enough but she still wanted to continue, rubbing her palm over the side of her neck, feeling the blood gently pour out, it was bad news for her but still..

" ...... There's nothing wrong with me. "

"You are a fool to think that Sharaiya!!" Dulsa yelled from the corner that she sat in, looking down at the two. "Humans are naturally sadistic, but you take it to another level... just like me... And maybe even like you Seraphim...." Dulsa sat with one hand covering her head putting pressure on it to stop the bleeding.

Seraphim fell silent for a few moments, letting out a long sigh as she looked at her palm, realizing she had a little bit of Dulsa's blood on her after she put the girl in the ring. Shaking her head slowly, her white hair briefly covering her eye, Seraphim just stayed silent then, still ignoring the uproar of the crowd as she offered a hand in the end, deciding to help Sharaiya up. She cared about the girl... and even though in the end, she couldn't stand seeing her friend reach this state, it still didn't change the fact that they were both good friends, and she would do anything for a good friend.

"...Do you really think you're sister would want to see you this way?" Seraphim needed to give Sharaiya a bit of a reality check. She promised to help Sharaiya find and help her sister, but if Sharaiya was going to be like this... then she would turn her back on the girl for good. Dulsa's words may have had it's own reality to it, but Seraphim had her own point to bring up.

Sharaiya glared up at Seraphim, listening to her, they were words that pierced into her heart, not because they were true, which they were.. But because they came from Seraphim, finally snapping out of her blood lusting rage and gave Seraphim a sad expression, whispering out at her.

" .. You have no idea.. "

She took the hand and forced herself to stand up straight, a smirk suddenly forming upon her face and shook her head a bit.

" What would I do without you... You owe me a cheeseburger for this.. "

She'd then turn to glare at Dulsa, sighing out, easing herself to speak to her in full honestly and glared up at her.

" .. Not everyone leads happy lives.. You may think there is something wrong with me.. As does Seraphim, probably.. But that's who I am and always will be. Not because I can't change, because I can.. "

She'd look down at her palm, seeing her own blood tainted on it.

" ..It's because I don't want to. And as for this match.. I forfeit. "

Sharaiya then looked up at Dulsa.

" You win "

Dulsa eyes shot wide open after what she just heard. "You... YOU CAN'T!!! I WONT ACCEPT THIS WIN!" Dulsa with all she had brought herself up to one knee and looked down towards Sharaiya. "I forfeit as well! This victory means nothing if i win like this!"

Seraphim's single, crimson eye widened when she heard that ater pulling Sharaiya up to her feet. The whole scene that took place in this match so far was too extreme than Seraphim ever wanted to see a fight break out to. On the streets, she knew what it was like to fight for your life, and to break someone down to a bloody pulp, but in the ring, it was just a match, people shouldn't be trying to maim and kill one another. The Era of Hell was already enough, now to see her close friend stoop so low to a point and do this, it was painful to watch, especially when neither of them deserved to get beaten like this.

As Sharaiya spoke, Seraphim stayed dead quiet, briefly adjusting her eyepatch as she gave Sharaiya support, keeping her held up if she needed it. The Russian's words were deep, and Seraphim listened close, staying between the two girls, before finally, Sharaiya said something she never would have expected to hear.

"...You're giving up?" Seraphim said with surprised expression, her breath slow and steady, but her heart skipping a beat. "No.. keep fighting, both of you. But just.. not like the animal you were before. You're not a wolf, you're human; both of you are. So be civil if you're going to fight."

Then, Dulsa seemed to take this as an insult, and Seraphim blinked a few times, nearly leaping just a little in surprise at the shout. She wasn't the type to get skiddish or afraid, but she was just surprised that the injured girl could yell so loud. Either way, Seraphim didn't want to accept this as well. "...Both of you, get back in the ring, and fight like proud warriors, not animals. That's all I have left to say."

" Dulsa.. Take a good look at your wounds at your neck.. How long do you think you can breathe properly while fighting? Hmm? "

Sharaiya suddenly smirked weakly, moving forward to roll into the ring and stand up, rubbing her shoulder lightly while she approached Dulsa, her other hand starting to take position of the canine claw again.

" Off course.. If you wish to keep fighting.. "

Her tone suddenly turned dead serious as she glared down at her with a cold and deadly glare.

" I'll be happy to destroy you.. Is that what you wish, Dulsa? To have your life ended this way? "

Regardless of Dulsa's answer, she'd step back and away from her to give her some space, turning to look over at Seraphim next.

" ...I am a animal, Why do you think you're the ONLY one I consider a friend? You've been the only one that's been able to tame my skills. "

"In death i'll be set free... but not today... you're right i can't keep fighting even if I did i'd lose... But the Next time we meet we shall not be interupted! We will fight to the finish!" Dulsa rolled under the ropes and out to the floor trying to limp back to the stage and the locker room.