Rekindled Spirits

The Berserk Ace had lost again, this time in a brutal tables match. This was her second failed attempt at regaining her title back against the Conqueror known as Roxy Ashworthy. Misaki was so confident this time, she was confident that after her two humiliating losses, this time she would finally regain her title by beating this arrogant woman but yet again, she failed. Her failure hit her hard, even worse than the feeling of her tired body being smashed through the table. She couldn't keep her word of regaining her title and she feared that maybe whatever Roxy said about her was true, maybe she wasn't as good as she was in Berserk, her time in Beserk was a protective bubble and when she came to AFW, that bubble bursted!

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The Ace sighed as she changed into her gym gear, a simple pair of ruby red sports bra and briefs. She didn't feel like being her at all but it was better than staying at home and thinking about her loss. She sighed as she walked into the gym hall, shrugging her shoulders and keeping her head down as she approached a punching bag. She started to punch at kick the dummy, but her strikes lacked any conviction as if she was a woman defeated!

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Misaki wasn't alone in being in the gym today, as Cecilia had just finished a rigorous workout consisting of a lot of weight lifting and a fair share of body workout, push-ups, sit ups, pull-ups, plank. Various acts to keep her toned body in the shape that she wanted it to be, fit and ready to fight. She hadn't had the best run as of late, far from awful...but after losing her title to Alison Seong, she had gone into battles with a fair share of tough women and with it she had ended up with mixed results. Perhaps she had lost her edge?

Kyoko was by far the harshest defeat she had taken in a while. Her abs having been brutalized after their match, which had taken quite a while to heal up...even now they still strung a little just thinking about it. Still, she didn't have the best abs in AFW for nothing, they could take a little cheap style of beating if it meant that she would get a chance to crush Kyoko.

Deciding to finish off her workout with the bags, also work off some frustration at the thought of Kyoko...she headed her way over to the bags. Where she would see a familiar back... The strikes she was throwing though was not familiar at all. She would let out a sigh, Cecilia had a sorted past with Misaki Toyoda, three tough matches had earned Cecilia's respect and despite winning their little fued, she knew how tough Misaki was. She had also seen what Roxy Ashworthy of all people had done with the Ace of Berserk.

Cecilia would walk up behind Misaki and throw a punch right at the bag, her punch flying over Misaki's shoulder as her generous rack would push up against the slightly shorter woman's back. Cecilia's strike packed a punch though, rattling the bag quite a bit! " Misaki." Cecilia would let out as she would look down at the brunette.

Deep in thought, she didn't know who to talk to about this. Sakura? No, she had enough things to worry about. Jackal? She was certainly an option...still, the Berserk Ace decided to keep things to herself, even though she was the one who would always help others but when it came to facing troubles on herself, she would tend to face them alone. Punching and kicking the punching bag with far less conviction and concentration than she normally would.

Her thoughts and lack of concentration was interrupted when someone else's fist struck the bag infront of her, her eyes widened a bit from the shock. She felt someone's soft breasts push up against her own back and when her name was called out, she knew who it was.

"Cecilia" she responded.

Smacking the bag as she pressed her chest into Misaki's back, she heard her former rival respond with the same simple name of hers. Cecilia would let out a light sigh and then take a step back, placing her hands on her hips as she would look on at her old rival.

" Come with me." The Swede let out as she would walk towards the sparring ring, moving into it she would stand in the center with her hands on her hips, waiting for Misaki Toyoda to join her in the center of the ring. She wasn't exactly good with words in these sort of situations, but she figured she needed to get Misaki out of whatever slump she was in.

After all, what Cecilia knew....Misaki had helped Belinda a lot. It was only naturally to pay back that debt. Since Belinda would never come and ask her for help, the least she could do was help the person that helped her younger sister.

Misaki was already troubled, she didn't want to get into any further trouble against her old rival, for whom she shared a few bitter memories of. Misaki sighed a bit as well, feeling Cecilia back off she would turn to face her, watching the Mighty Swede with her hands on her hips.

Without saying a word, she would follow the busty blonde whom had now entered a sparring ring and was standing in the middle of it, hands still on her hips. Misaki would join Cecilia, walking up to the middle of the ring as she stood face to face with her old rival. She wasn't sure what was happening but she decided to go with the flow, she knew that Cecilia recently lost her own belt so she was troubled as well.

Glaring into her eyes, Misaki finally spoke out- "So, whats all this about Cecilia?".

Cecilia stood in the center of the ring with her hands on her hips and it didn't take long before Misaki joined her, mimicking her stance as the two busty beauties stared each other down. Misaki soon decided to speak and Cecilia would let out a sigh. She really wasn't good at this sort of thing.

" You've gone through a rough patch right?" Cecilia said as she would keep her eyes on her rival. " Against Roxy." Cecilia said as she would move her hands from her hips, crossing them under her large bust instead. " Figured you could use....you know...some help?" Cecilia said as she would keep her eyes fixed on the brunette beauty.

The two ladies stood in the middle of the practice ring. Misaki stared Cecilia down face to face but somehow she didn't feel threatened like she used to. Misaki wanted to hear what exactly she was upto and this time she was not going to fall for any tricks that the busty blonde had up her sleeve. If she wanted to say something, she would have to say it to the Berserk Ace's face. Finally, after a moment of silence and a brief sigh- the former Champ spoke out.

Misaki would grin at first, then let out a chuckle as she brushed her hair back. "Well....I suppose you could say that" she would say in a low tone. "Come to think of it, you haven't been doing so hot either, have you? I guess we can all use some help huh?" she would reply, patting Cecilia on the shoulder and smiling at her.

Cecilia would throw a bit of a scowl at Misaki as she pointed out that things hadn't been going to swell for her either. Shaking her head a little as she would then take a deep breath and let that wash away. She'd bring her hand up to shove off Misaki's hand from her shoulder and then roll her eyes a little.

" Yeah, anyways. I think we could spar or something. Besides, I remember kicking your ass was pretty fun." Cecilia teased as she would take a step forward and push her generous bust into Misaki's, staring down Misaki more as a worthy rival this time around as opposed to a glare of dislike that had been the case back when they were feuding.

Misaki playfully would mention her former rivals own struggles, pointing the fact that she had lost her title in a recent match. The Berserk Ace would reassuringly pat Cecilia's shoulders but the Busty Swede would shake her head and shove Misaki's hands away. "Rough..." Misaki would coldly respond.

Misaki would chuckle, "Well...all you had to do was ask really" Misaki would say before feeling Cecilia press up against her. Her breasts mushroomed against her rivals as they stared each other down. "Hehe, sure! I think I'm down for a spar, plus I think I need to pay you back for all those times" she would grin.

Pressing her generous rack against Misaki's, the two busty rivals would stand there and look to be ready to square off, large chests mushrooming together as the blond would bring her hands up, stepping back a few steps the Swede would let out a little chuckle.

" As if you can." Cecilia teased as she would wait for Misaki to get her arms up, " Ready?" She'd ask, waiting a few seconds before she'd move forward and attempt to go for a collar and elbow lock up with Misaki Toyoda, looking to start wrestle the Berserker Ace down onto the mat.