The Gatt Attack's new "Pet"

Sarah loved riding her bike at tope speed down the busy roads. The wind through her red locks, the roar of her engine, the angry horn honks of other drivers as she raced past them. She also loved freaking out anyone riding with her, and Sabre was no exception. Sarah could tell from the way Sabre pressed her trembling body against her's the faster they went that Sabre was trying her best not to seem scared. How adorable, Sarah thought snidely.

After another screeching turn into an intersection Sarah decided to have a bit more fun at Sabre's expense. "I take it you've never riden on one of these before?" Sarah asked over the roar of the engine, looking over her shoulder at Sabre with a grin. "Then you've probably never experienced one of these before!" That was all the warning Sabre would get before Sarah would suddenly rear the bike backwards, lifting the front wheel off the road completly, performing a wheely down the crowded street.

“N-no, I never….” Sabre started to answer Sarah, before the biker lifted the front wheel in a show of even greater reckless riding.

“FFUCK!!!” Sabre screamed in terror as the bike tilted backwards. Her attempt at hiding her fear was utterly abandoned now; frankly she had done well not to wet herself.

“No, no, no…” she whimpered, her muscular body in a cold sweat, wincing with each twist of the bike. Sabre would really tighten her grip on Sarah now, even digging her nails into the redheadâ€s body as she tried in vain to contain her panic.

“No, too much, we going to crash!! Sarah!!!” she squirmed anxiously, ashen-faced. She was upset at abandoning her pride like this… and she was even starting to suspect the redhead might be deliberately toying with her! But she was far too terrified to contemplate those things right now.

"YEEEHHAAWW!!" Sarah shouted in exhileration, driving her tilted back bike with great skill and and recklesness. At that moment she was forgetting why she was even performing such a feat. The rush of adrenaline took over, and laughed loudly as she rushed past other cars merely on the back wheel of her bike.

But she was brought back to reality by the powerful force that she soon realized was crushing her waist. "Holy shit..." Sarah rasped, finding it hard to breath as Sabre crushed the life out of her. She immediately brought the bike down with a slight bounce to the suspension, hoping that Sabre would give it a rest after that.

Sabre gave a low, deep groan as the bike jolted back down from the wheelie, the unexpected bump jarring her teeth and bones. At least they were back on two wheels, though, a fact which made Sabre loosen her grip on Sarah, and sigh in undisguised relief.

The cave girl slumped forwards, resting her masked face in the crook of Sarahâ€s neck, feeling emotionally spent. “Please… we close now, yes?” she panted weakly. The terror of this journey was really taking it out of her!

As the Harley dropped back down to the pavement and Sabre released the death grip she had on Sarah the Queen of Brawl let out a sigh of relief. She made a mnetal note not to mess with Sabre when she was within arms grasp of her. "Yeah, yeah," Sarah said to Sabre as she rested on her shoulder. "We'll be there in a minute." Sarah neglected to mention that they had actually goteen there a while ago, and that she was just circling the block to scare Sabre further.

After oulling off the street Sarah would bring the bike to a stop at the curb, settling it into a spot right before a tall appartment building. Compared to the run down crap-shack she used to live in this one actually looked okay.

Switching the bike off Sarah would soon dismount, expecting Sabre to follow suit. She gestured up to the building ans smiled at the cavegirl. `Welcome to your new home!`

Sabre gave a huge sigh of relief as the bike pulled to a halt. Her statuesque body was pale, shaking, and covered in a cold sweat.

Rousing herself, she stood up to follow Sarah, but lurched to one side on unsteady legs. She quickly recovered her footing, though, determined not to suffer the humiliation of falling on her ass.

“That thing EVIL”, she growled at the bike, before looking up at Sarah. For a fraction of a second, it crossed the cave girlâ€s mind that Sarah might have put her through that ordeal deliberately. Her heart was pounding, and she was struggling to control the adrenaline still pumping through her body.

With another sigh, she shook her head, dismissing the idea. She knew she could trust Sarah, they were on the same side now. Still somewhat drained and disoriented, she shuffled forwards, nodding appreciatively as Sarah gestured to the apartment block.

“All of it?” she asked, falling into line behind Sarah.

Sarah actually laughed at Sabre's innocent naivete. When Sarah laughed it usually meant trouble for the person it was directed at, but in this case it was because Sabre was starting to grow on the Queen of Brawl. "No, not all of it," Sarah answered soon enough. "Not yet anyway..." With Sarah's sucessful wrestling career and burgeoning Gatt Attack business the road to owning an entire apartment building was not far off. "We're up top. Let's go."

Sarah would then make her way into the bulding, using her key to open the front door before she would call for the elevator. "Hope you're not afraid of heights as well," Sarah snickered before the elevator came and the brawler stepped inside. Once Sabre was in as well Sarah would hit the button for the top floor, and would begin their short acent in the elevator.

"Hope you don't mind," Sarah said as they went up. "But I've prepared a bit of a test for you upstairs." Sarah turned to give Sabre a sly grin. "You're going to have to prove you're strong enough to roll with me. That fine with you?"

Sabre padded obediently behind Sarah, into the elevator.

“Not afraid,” she answered gruffly as Sarah sniggered at her. In truth, Sabreâ€s senses were still reeling from the hellish bike ride over; compared to that, being dragged into the air in a tiny metal box didnâ€t seem too bad to the cave girl.

As they stood together in the confined space, Sabre managed to regain a little of her composure, though her heart was still beating fiercely in her chest.

“Hmph, I strong enough. Whatâ€s the test?” Sabre replied. She wasnâ€t at all intimidated at the prospect of proving herself, she had enough self-confidence for that. In fact, this “test” sounded like a good way of working out the adrenaline that was still pumping through her system.

Sarah grinned at Sabre's attitude. It would serve her well for what was about to come. No one just joined the Gatt Attack without going through some sort of trial, and for such a brutal group only the most brutal of initiations was necessary.

The elvator soon came to a stop at the top floor, and when the door swung open Sarah would step out, expecting Sabre to follow right behind her. "Seeing as how I found you tied up and raped in some woman's dressing room I;m not exactly sure you've got what it takes to be with us." Sarah soon came to one of the many doors in the hallway, and fishing out the keys in her pockey she turned them in the lock. "We'll see ust how strong you really are."

WHen Sarah opened the door the first thing they would both see was that a regulation size ring had been set up in the middle of the room, with all furniture in the room being pushed aside because of it. The appartment was fairly large to accomdate such a ring, with several doors leading off into several different bedrooms. And inside that ring were two near identical girls, clearly twin sisters, one with blue hair, and the other with red. They were sparring in the middle of the ring, with the red one lifting the blue one up into the air before bringing her down with a bodyslam, the resounding crash echoing through the room.

"Sabre, this is Nha and Sha," Sarah said gesturing to the girls. "You're going to be fighting them. Both of them."

Sabre growled but said nothing as Sarah questioned her worth. Being found cuffed, in a compromising position, was not something she wanted to be reminded of. She bit her tongue, knowing she had to control herself, for now at least anyway, as she wanted to make a good impression.

Her grumbles were soon forgotten, anyway, as they stepped into the apartment. It was a big place, and Sabre was clearly impressed. “Nice lair, Sarah,” she muttered, and she meant it, it would be a great place for her to live if she could pass this test Sarah was talking about.

“Mmm-hmm…” Sabre nodded impassively through her mask, staring at the two girls in the ring, trying to analyse them. They werenâ€t the biggest wrestlers in the world, but they were big enough. They were obviously pretty skilled, and the red one in particular looked like she had a lot of strength for her size. Plus, they were both warmed up for the fight. Fortunately, thanks to the trying bike ride, so was Sabre.

“Okay, good,” Sabre declared. “So, taking in turns, or both at once?” she said confidently. “And when I win, Iâ€m in your gang, yeah?”