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Deadly Roses	By : Shinkansen Category: +M through R > Rumble Roses Views: 4849 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Fight 5: Makoto vs. Candy Cane
Makoto, the Judo Princess, pranced about the ring, shadowboxing and stretching. She had been watching the tournament since the first match, and while she was appalled at first she felt herself feeling less and less as each bloody match passed. Even the last, where her best friend Aigle had brutalized her friendly rival Reiko, had only produced a fleeting sense of sorrow for the poor Zero Fighter. She was sloppy, Makoto thought to herself, unprepared physically and mentally. Makoto could always psyche herself up; as she bounced and stretched she kept envisioning her victory in her mind; though she certainly didn't plan on killing anyone, there was no way she would be made a spectacle of like some of the other girls. Makoto would do what she had to do to win, to survive.
Speaking of, she wondered who her next opponent could be. She counted on her fingers... Dixie, Miss Spencer, Reiko... who was left to fight? Had she gotten a bye in the first round but didn't know it? Then the ring announcer's voice thundered through the arena:
"Ladies and gentlemen, the final match of the opening round, Makoto, the Judo Princessssssss! Versus! Candy! Caaaaaaaaaaane!" As the pigtailed punk's music stampeded through the loudspeakers, the redhead herself appeared at the top of the entrance ramp. She was dressed in her mini-skirt and wide leather belt and white shirt, tied off, baring her muscular midriff. Her eyes were dark and smoldering, however, and her lip curled in anger.
"What's this?" Makoto asked as Candy flipped through the ring ropes. "Why are you still here? After what happened to Miss Spencer-"
"Don't you dare speak her name!" Candy shouted, pointing a finger across the ring at Makoto. "You're not nearly hardcore enough for the likes of her... or me!"
"Are you... are you on something?" Makoto stammered. She didn't like the way Candy's eyes blazed, especially so soon after seeing her practically carried out of the ring by Anesthesia.
"I'm on fire, bitch, and I'm gonna burn you to the fuckin' ground!" Candy grinned and raised her arms in a boxers stance. "Gonna show you hardcore, you fuckin' little sissy, always throwin' people around like they were rag dolls. Never learned how to brawl, didja? Well now Candy Cane is gonna make you pay!"
As she was speaking, the entrance ramp had retracted. Water filled the area around the ring, cresting just below mat-level. It was dark and dank, and Makoto could smell the strong, fishy odor. Candy looked down in disgust.
"The hell?" she asked. "Other bitches got spikes and shit. What am I gonna do with this, give you a bath?"
Makoto was sure Candy wasn't in her right mind. She didn't know if it was overwhelming grief- Makoto had heard that she and Miss Spencer had been more than teacher and student- or if Anesthesia had used one of her drugs; Makoto, once known as the Black Belt Demon, knew all to well the effects of those awful chemicals. If Candy were indeed possessed, Makoto knew she would have to be extra careful. Calmly she stood in her corner, hands at her sides.
"Gotta psyche up!" she whispered to herself. "Fight, fight fight!" She raised her hands just in time to see Candy flying across the ring, right hand cocked back like a jackhammer. Grabbing the rocker by her shirt, she planted her foot firmly in Candy's stomach and rolled onto her back, using Candy's own momentum to propel her firmly into the ring post.
The redhead hit with a thud, dangling upside down, her legs spread across the top ropes. Makoto wrapped her left ankle around the rope, twisting and wrenching on it. Candy grunted and tried to get out. Looking balefully up at Makoto, Candy launched a wad of phlegm and spittle that hit the Judo Princess right on her breast. Her face puckering with disgust, Makoto launched her foot at Candy's midsection and caught her right in the solar plexus with one of the most perfect kicks of her entire life; her father and brother would be proud.
Candy's eyes bulged and her stomach muscles convulsed as the wind was driven out of her. Gasping for air, her cheeks puffed out and she vomited, the bile running up her face, into her eyes and hair. Gagging, Candy pulled herself free of the ropes and rolled to the side of the ring, dunking her head into the water, shaking it back and forth. Suddenly the pulled up, scrabbling backwards on her hands and knees.
"Holy fuck!" She gasped. "Theres fish or something in there!"
"What?" Makoto ran to the ropes and looked over; sure enough the water was full of tiny little fish with protruding lower jaws filled with teeth- piranhas "Oh no," she backed away, hand to her heart. This was something she had never dreamed of. Being eaten! She shuddered involuntarily. Suddenly her head and neck were snapped back as her body flew end over end; Candy had used the distraction to give Makoto a hard snapmare.
As Makoto fell solidly on her back, Candy twisted the girl's legs into a Figure 4 leg lock. The Judo girl screamed as her ankles were twisted severely. Candy wrenched the hold harder, but she was unfamiliar with the hold and felt the little girl slowly begin to reverse the pressure. Both fighters strained, teeth clenched, grunting and gasping as their lower bodies strained against one another. Both stretched for the ropes, trying to drag their opponent within reach, causing their breasts to strain against their tight tops. Candy Cane's shirt buttons actually popped off, revealing her breasts and the black, lacy bra that barely contained them.
Though Candy was bigger, Makoto was clearly the more skilled mat wrestler. The young judo champion, with a final heave, managed to turn the punk rocker over, reversing the hold. Candy shrieked in pain as her own ankles twisted, and she could feel the bones and tendons bending unnaturally. Makoto easily dragged Candy to her side of the ring and, grabbing the ropes, used the leverage to deliver another stunning kick right up Candy's skirt!
The redhead howled, hands flying to her tender womanhood. Makoto mounted her and delivered two sharp blows to Candy's face before the punk was able to get her hands up, block the blows, and deliver a countering head butt, sending Makoto sprawling onto her back. Both girls lay in the ring, gasping for air. The crowed cheered, begging for the girls to regain their feet.
Makoto was just beginning to stir; however, Candy Cane had already gained her knees. Stumbling over to the ropes, clutching desperately, she hauled herself to her unsteady feet. Seeing that Makoto was still feebly pushing herself up with her arms, Candy's eyes blazed with fresh hatred. Light as a cat, she climbed to the top turnbuckle. Slapping her right elbow with her left hand, she heard the crowd roar as she launched herself through the air. Her smirk of triumph was drawn into a gape of terror as she saw Makoto roll over and stick her wrapped foot straight up in the air. Candy tried to twist her body but it was too late.
She doubled over as Makoto's foot struck her right in the belly button. There was a fiery tearing sensation, and Candy rolled over, clutching her abdomen in pain. Looking down, she saw the girl's toenail must have caught in her belly button; there was a long angry gash running up across the right side of her ribcage. The belly button itself, always so cute and deep, had been torn open, hideously twisted, until it looked like nothing more than an ugly disfigurement.
Makoto, meanwhile, began to climb the ropes herself. She slipped twice as she struggled for balance on the bouncy ropes; she was inexperienced off the mat, but if Candy was going to try and beat her at the ground game, Makoto was going to show Candy up through the air. Reaching the top, she turned unsteadily around, only to see Candy, her face deformed in a twisted scowl, rolling under the ropes. Reaching up with her hands, Candy grabbed the ropes and began to shake them hard.
Makoto felt as if the world was made of rubber; she felt herself losing her balance, and try as she might to stay on her feet, she felt her legs slip out beneath her as she landed, crotch first, on top of the ring post. Pain shot through her pussy and up her spine as she felt something give deep inside her, and she knew, instinctively, that something in her pelvis had broken, as she screamed in agony and fell off the ring post and into the ring.
Candy saw the girl clutching her groin, saw dark blood welling thickly around her fingers. One of her hips seemed to be twisted at an odd angle, and Candy knew the girl was hurt badly. Quickly crawling over, she put the girl back into a clumsy leg lock. This time, there was no resistance from Makoto; the girl was still in agony. Slowly, slowly, Candy started pushing Makoto out of the ring.
Makoto felt herself sliding along the mat, but other than that she had no idea what was happening. She felt a dull ache in her legs and a slow burn in her pussy, like someone was holding a lit match inside of her. After the next scoot, she raised her head and saw Candy, an evil grin spread across her face, inching her out of the ring.
Makoto felt the surge of panic rush through her, and her bowels felt loose and watery. "No!" she screamed at Candy. "Please don't! Not this!"
"Shut up bitch," Candy snarled, giving the girl another shove. Makoto clutched frantically at the ropes, trying to pull herself up. But her lower body had no strength, and she couldn't hold on. First a finger, then her left hand. Then slowly, as the rope stretched, her last hand, her last hold, gave way, and she fell, eyes wide and mouth open, back into the water.
Candy felt the girl's legs struggle feebly, but it was no good. The water began to roil and froth; bloody splatters flew and hit Candy in the face. She tried to get a better look at what was happening but the hold made it impossible. The girl's body twitched and jerked. Candy felt hot piss running up her leg, leaking from the girl's bloody pussy. After what seemed like forever, the girl's body went limp. Candy held on for a minute longer, and then slowly dragged her back up into the ring.
Makoto's neck was a ragged ring of bleeding flesh. From there, a bare spine ran up into an equally bare skull, its mouth open wide as if in a last scream of terror. Her arms were splayed out wide to either side of her body, and the tips of her fingers that had dipped into the water were likewise nothing but bare bone.
Candy raised her arms and screamed in triumph, rolling her eyes up to the ceiling. She heard gurgling as the red water receded, leaving no trace but a few flopping piranhas. As she rolled out of the ring, Candy used her boot to squish one, grinding it beneath her heel as the crowed cheered on. Smiling seductively, she gave her ass a playful smack as she limped back up the ramp.
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