The Birth of Malevolence: Beatrix Briar (D) vs Trinette Vaillant

[Misfit_Alien]

Beatrix Briar, the 'Wicked Wrestling Witch of the Woods' vs Trinette Vaillant, 'The Paladin'
Match Type: "Standard."
Win by scoring a pinfall of three seconds on the opponent, forcing a wrestler to submit, or by knocking the wrestler out. Additionally, if a wrestler remains outside the ring for too long, they will be disqualified after a ten count. Furthermore, if a wrestler performs an illegal move and is caught in the act by the in-ring official, they will be disqualified.
Standard rules - DQs, Count-outs, and the submission or pinfall MUST happen within the confines of the ring.

Spoiler

"...Making her debut, hailing from Dublin, Ireland...THE WICKED...WRESTLING...WITCH OF THE WOODS...standing at 5'3 and weighing in at 129 lbs.......BEATRIX...BRIAR..."


A black haze of smoke billows into the audience as the lights dim. This eerie, unsettling feeling overtakes the audience as fear is instilled within everyone. No amount of light could shine through the blackened smog that filled the arena. It was as if everyone had been cast into an endless dark abyss, surrounded by the sounds of terrifying, eldritch-like woodland creatures until an explosion when off in the center of the ring, a green light cast down from above to show the figure responsible...The WITCH herself...Beatrix...

Spoiler

She arrives in the ring, a low green light illuminating her figure as she speaks, addressing EVERYONE in the auditorium with her malicious tone, sending chills down the spines of every spectator there. "Know now...meager flies and wretches of LAW...you are in the presence of a witch who hails from the Emerald Isle...you speak not when I am here, you shall only listen lest I cut your tongues from your throats and bewitch you with my endless number of spells. I am Beatrix Briar...scourge of the woods, devastator of heroes, and the unrivaled spellcasting enchantress of LAW." She spoke with a strange, arcane tone...It was as if she was casting a hex over the people while belittling and intimidating them. No one said a word. Not even a single sound interrupted the witch out of fear of incurring her wrath...she was in complete control. Darkness loomed over LAW as the pitch-black fog encapsulated the people within its dark clutches, filling them with dread and hopelessness. They were captured like lambs to the slaughter, held hostage as the witch continued.

"Beware one and all who dare to remain in my presence. Witness the birth of LAW's most terrifying villain yet...Hold thy tongues and look upon my visage with despair, for no man, woman, or child could hope to comprehend my magnificence...nor my malevolence...I am the witch who shall cast a curse over all of you miserable, feeble miscreants. Send forth one of your greatest champions, and what as I rend their flesh from their bodies and cast them in the boiling pits of my cauldron, set ablaze by my wicked flames and tonics...COME FORTH, whoever is so brave as to face me. But let it be known...this battle will be enshrouded within a briar of darkness...One that you cannot HOPE to pierce with a meager effort. If anyone dares to step forward and challenge me, I will ensure that your soul will NEVER reach the afterlife. So think carefully before you act...because this may be the last mistake you will EVER make..."

[Devastated]

The entrance of her opponent was certainly an elaborate one. There was a flair of dramatic theater to it...though the notion of facing off against a vile cursed witch of the woods was certainly not what Trinette had expected. You usually only got so much information about a debuting wrestler unless you actively searched for what was available online about them before they joined LAW. Though that was simply not Trinette's style, and it worked out for the better in this case, she was surprised at what sort of foe she was facing...and now maybe had an item to cross off her bucket list.

Once Beatrix had finished calling for her challenger. Much as if LAW had chosen Trinette specifically for a clash against this woman's personality and character...music of Trinette began to play out of the speakers and with it the call to stand tall and believe rang out throughout. The arena was blanketed in light once again, as Trinette Vaillant - The Paladin stepped out onto the ramp!

"And her opponent!...Hailing from Lyon, France....The Paladin! Standing at five foot, six inches tall and weighing in at one-hundred thirty-eight pounds!....Trinette Vaillant!...."

Spoiler

The Paladin stood at the top of the ramp for a couple of seconds, basking in the cheers of the crowd for but a moment as she was then handed a microphone from one of the stage hands. Trinette took the microphone in hand, bringing it to her lips.

"I will answer your challenge Witch. I will brave whatever ordeal or torment you would cast upon me." Trinette spoke with a stoicism to her voice, she walked down the ramp with undaunted steps. As she marched to the steel steps and climbed onto the ring apron. " Your wicked ways shall be short lived. I shall personally see too it to send the likes scurrying back to the darkness from once you came." The Paladin proclaimed as she stepped into the ring through the ropes and would cast the microphone aside, marching right up into the face of her opponent, staring her down.

[Misfit_Alien]

Shortly after her very entertaining and intimidating opening, the Wicked Witch of the Woods would have her call-out answered by a true champion of justice and light...a PALADIN unlike any other. With lush, long blue locks that contrasted with Beatrix's short, fiery red hair, the Frenchwoman was the perfect polar opposite to her villainous adversary...and it seemed she was just as theatrical as she called for a microphone to address and publicly lambast the Witch's challenge, facing her without so much as a hint of fear or hesitation in her voice...Perfect. Beatrix ADORED Trinette's confidence on the inside. She couldn't WAIT to tear it to shreds and force the audience to watch their hero crumble, fall, and die while trying to stop her.

"There you are, my courageous opponent...I knew your pure heart would never allow you to evade my call. Do you think yourself to be a champion of these people, hm? Do you believe yourself a heroine? Wrong...you are a fool...a half-witted woman full of bravado, stepping into the dark den of an unrivaled arcane enchantress. I shall not only leave your body broken and your senses bewitched...but I shall also rend your spirit asunder and crush all glimmers of hope underneath my dark heel." Beatrix said with a sadistic, cruel tone to her voice, really playing into her job as the villain of this match. With such a bright, shining Paladin to face, the Wicked Witch had to bring all the darkness and corruption to match. Once Trinette was in her face, Beatrix would look up at her. Only shorter by three inches, the Witch remains calm while flashing that crooked, vile smile, staring Trinette down.

[Devastated]

As she marched her way down the ramp, the Paladin was welcomed by the cheers and jubilation of the crowd. They had after all gotten a champion to fight for them, and not just any champion! Trinette had answered the call to battle and wouldn't be stepping down from it, she made her way down the ramp while Beatrix addressed her. The words of the the witch caused Trinette's eye to twitch a bit, she made her way into the ring and as Beatrix finished her speech, the bluenette ended up standing right in front of the redhead.

She glared down at the witch in front of her, watching that vile crooked grin on her face. Trinette would bring her microphone up to her mouth again, " I will not be intimidated. Not by you, nor your malicious words." Trinette would narrow her eyes as she glared at Beatrix, remaining steadfast as she kept their shared gaze. "Name your terms of combat. It is your challenge after all, Beatrix Briar."

[Misfit_Alien]

"Hm, hm, hm~...We shall see, foolish hero. Your mettle will be tested. Once the dust has settled, we'll see if thou spirit is undeterred by the darkness which radiates from my very being!!! As for my terms, hm-...It may surprise you and your dull, naive brain...but I need nothing special to demonstrate my power...I have my witnesses...and more importantly-... She pauses, walking up to Trinette and getting up in the woman's face to try and intimidate her. "I have my victim. We shall engage under standard rules. That should be easy enough for your feeble mind to comprehend, no? All I need to break you are my own two hands...I require not even the most basic of my spells to take you on...nor any of my special, mystifying potions. I do believe I will wrap this up in record time." Beatrix comments, preaching about how easily this will be for her, talking up a BIG game in front of her opponent. "You have my demands, Paladin...do you accept?" Beatrix asks. "...Or does the idea of failing to vanquish me and being stripped of your dignity, pride, and honor before all these eyes scare you? Be not afraid to admit the truth...what chance does a lowly paladin such as yourself stand against a master manipulator of the dark arts, a mystical practitioner of the arcane, the forest's finest spell-caster!!! What say you, Trinette?"

[Devastated]

Trinette kept her eyes fixed on Beatrix as she moved in closer, making the distance between the two next to nothing as the slightly taller blunette glared down at the witch before her. She would listen to the speech and the insults, her eyes narrowing a bit as Beatrix continued to insult her...Trinette would take a deep breath after Beatrix had finished and asked of her what she had to say.

"If you truly believe you can defeat me in a fair contest. Standard rules. Then I will not deny you such a contest." Trinette would step in that final step between them. Practically pressing their bodies against one another in a confrontational manner. " Your delusions will be shattered tonight, Witch of the Woods. As I smite you down in the name of Justice." The Paladin spoke out as she stared Beatrix down. Now all that was left was to wait for the referee.

[Misfit_Alien]

Beatrix felt such animosity coming from the fair, noble, blue-haired paladin. It made her excited. She couldn't wait to tear this hero apart in front of all these peons. To see Trinette fearlessly accept her challenge without any suspicions...exactly as Beatrix guessed. It was to be expected of a hero like Trinette. A kindly, strong-willed soldier of the ring, friend to the people, an ally of the light...a warrior of pure heart and virtue. How disgusting. Beatrix would ensure that her light was not only snuffed out but reduced to a shadow of its former glory, stained forever by the dark imprint of the Witch's malevolence. "Well, I believe everything is in accordance then...Come, face your demise with an open heart and a steadied breath. I'll show these people what you really are...a foolish whelp who crumbles in the face of danger." Beatrix said before turning to address a nearby referee, getting an idea.

"You!!!...LOWLY, STRIPED PEASANT...come hither and have a front-row seat as you witness the decimation of your so-called 'hero'...I shall bestow upon you the honor of proclaiming the glory of my triumph after I have conquered and used this blue-haired wench as a stepping stone toward my ascension. Enter now and be quick about, lest I enchant and hex you with a plague so unfathomably cruel, your own family shan't recognize your newfound twisted form." Beatrix said, threatening and scaring the referee right in front of Trinette...another open declaration of war as she mocked the paladin by terrorizing those around her. After the referee checked Beatrix's gear, they turned and made their way over to Trinette, only to be kicked in the back and sent stumbling toward the paladin, who would hopefully catch them...yet again, another provocation. Would the mighty warrior of light be able to bring an end to the Witch's terrifying, cruel ways? One could only hope and pray for her assured victory...mere minutes later, the match would begin, signaled by the tolling of the bell, which felt like that of a horn of war, signaling an oncoming battle of the ages, a fight of epic proportions...a skirmish for the history books!!!


DING DING DING!!!

[Devastated]

Trinette's sense of duty as a righteous Paladin was burning quite strong, she knew that she had to vanquish this vile witch of the woods, to strike down this woman who was making a mockery of the path of justice and the virtues of good with every word she spoke, she had to oppose her, to defeat her. She kept her hands against her hips, all the while the redhead called for the referee to come and begin to check the two wrestlers, doing the inspection of the pair before the match. Still the words of Beatrix rang out of her mouth, filling the air around them with even more animosity between the wrestlers, as Trinette would respond to Beatrix's words with a harsh glare.

" Your threats hold no power here, witch. However, should you find a need to keep that venomous tongue of yours moving, direct your threats towards me, for I am your opponent this eve." Trinette fired back at the Witch, practically scolding the redheaded woman. As Beatrix was quickly checked by the referee, Trinette would bring her hands down from her hips and stretch her arms and shoulders out real quick, she watched and noticed as the referee began to walk towards her how Beatrix chose to shove them towards the bluenette! Quickly reaching out and catching the stumbling referee, the bluenette would narrow her eyes into glaring daggers at Beatrix! The referee thanked Trinette, bowing her head a bit and then proceeded to check the Paladin. After the checks were cleared, the referee stepped back and then signaled the bell, the ringing of which called for the match to begin!

Trinette would stare Beatrix down, she would walk a couple of steps forward and then bring her arms up. She'd offer a fair and honest challenge to this vile witch, looking to show her just how serious she was in proving her mettle against the redhead in a contest of strength, offering a lock up to the witch. " Face me witch, if you dare!"

[Misfit_Alien]

Beatrix faces off with Trinette, but the Paladin's words mark her, catching her interest as her brows furrow and her lips purse. She stomps the ground, leaning forward with a hiss as she bares her fangs, letting her malevolence manifest as she spews her response toward Trinette with a vile attitude. "You believe me to be afraid of you?! Your taunts cannot cut me, OAF!!! But fine-!!! You wish to experience your demise so soon, do you? So be it!!! Have at you!!!" Beatrix cries, darting forward and latching her hands onto Trinette's with vigor and malice, staring daggers at the Paladin as she stares into her soul, that malicious, fiery, piercing gaze an affront to everything the bluenette stands for as the brave, courageous hero stares into the eyes of the abyss, all while it stares right back at her!!! The two fight and vie for control, attempting to overpower one another in a ferocious struggle for dominance. The moment one gains ground, the other forces their way back, returning them to a state of equilibrium once more. Neither side of this tug-of-war was budging, so much so that the audience would sooner believe that the ring itself would collapse from trying to contain the two as opposed to either side giving in to the other. "Grrr, I'll have you beaten and broken by the end of this! Once your will falters and your body collapses, I will ensure that the meager shell of your former glory remains subservient to me~."

[Devastated]

The hiss which came from Beatrix almost got a slight smile to appear on Trinette's face, she felt as if she had dealt a blow to the ego of the Witch of the Woods and it was quite a satisfying thing to see her anger flare up in this manner! The Paladin would respond with nothing but a small not of her head as she saw Beatrix rush in towards her and accepted the test of strength!

Their hands latched together, fingers entwining as they began to try and overpower the other woman. The slightly taller paladin glared daggers into the witches eyes, a fierce gaze was shared between the two where it seemed as if their shared glare practically sent sparks of electricity coursing through the air. For the moment their test of strength had them in a stalemate, as they stomped and struggled against one another, Trinette pushed her frame forward and mashed it up against Beatrix, her hands clenched on the redhead's hand even tighter! She practically tried force her forehead down against Beatrix and sought to push against her foe with even more force and using all of her body!

"Gnngh! You shall do no such thing!" Trinette replied as she would take a step forward, trying to push through the intense pressure that Beatrix was exerting on her, trying to force the redhead a step back and then another! The Paladin tried to continue undaunted and push through the struggle, seeking to force Beatrix backwards to the ropes!