The Uninvited Challenger (For skip-stop)

[TheManVan]

Alison was furious.

Her chance at Champion gold was right there in front of her, she came across the LAWLESS Champion while on the streets. The perfect opportunity to cash in and claim the belt for herself after a successful ambush. But there was one thing that she didn't account for, as there always was in life. The one person she thought she shed from her life had violently reintroduced herself into her again.

Cecilia Northman.

She was pissed. She wasn't going to stand for it, and if Cecilia was intent on standing in her way then Alison was going to make an example out of her. Her theme song began to play as the lights quickly shut off, flashing in tune with her theme song as her spotlight shined on her in the darkness. Soon the lights came alive as she stood on the stage. Seething on the stage, she soon made a beeline towards the ring, practically ripping the microphone out of ring attendant's hand who had it ready for her.

Storming into the ring, she paced around the ring as her theme music continued to play. "Cut the music! Cut the music!" she screamed into the mic, her rage was clear as the burning sun in the sky. "I didn't come here to Japan to have my life ruined by some bitch who doesn't know she's not wanted! Not by some dumb ass who can't get over herself and move on with her life!" she continued to scream into the microphone before she had turned her attention towards the entranceway to focus all of that rage to the one person she thought she exorcised from her life.

"Cecilia! Get your blonde ass out here so I can beat it into the dirt!"

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But instead of the music that the audience and Alison were expecting, a dynamic composition that was completely unfamiliar to them began. And after a few moments a woman came out from behind the curtains with a confident smile on her face. Without much prelude, she raised her arms above her head and joined her palms in the manner of a crown. Many in the hall were discouraged as they might see some similarities between this woman and Cecilia, whom Alison had called a few moments ago.

Entrance Music

But as soon as the stranger started down the ramp, it immediately became clear that it was not who Alison had called. However, the longer the audience looked at her, the more it became clear that they were not at all opposed to such a turn of events. This woman was quite tall, and her body looked like a piece of metal. Her physical fitness was impossible not to notice. Her biceps and leg muscles matched perfectly with the Cubans of her abs.

And many managed to note her unusual and attractive appearance. The physical sensation only further emphasized her natural beauty. Long blonde hair with a touch of gold. Unusual and attractive lavender eyes. Nice and neat face. And, of course, the huge dragon tattoo on her left arm and back. And it seemed that her costume was specially created in order not to hide a single detail of her body. The tight sports bra, white pants with golden dragons and wrestling boots. Wristbands complemented her outstanding look.

Astrid Arvidsson

By the time she got to the commentators' table, the audience was already in anticipation. Despite the fact that many would be happy to see Cecilia today, now they could see excitement in their eyes. They wanted to know who she was and what she was doing here? And there was nothing to hide here, the long-haired blonde came precisely to give answers to these questions. Not only. There was one more thing, but more on that later. She unceremoniously took the microphone off the table and then rolled under the lower rope.

Rising to her feet, she directed her lavender eyes into Alison's. Her music was already over, so she was able to speak. And this woman had something to say.

“I have a better blonde ass for you, huh,” she said, then slapped her ass with her free hand.

This was already enough to elicit a positive reaction from the audience. The blonde looked around at those who came here today. They were waiting for a statement from her. And She wasn't going to keep them waiting. She never liked long speeches, but today she was ready to make an exception. The blonde was determined to convey this to everyone in this hall.

"I came here from a distant land of ice and snow, the land of my great Viking ancestors," she continued, addressing the audience, "Norway raised me as a warrior who lives with only one purpose."

She turned back to Alison and took a step forward. It was easy to see how confident she was. There was no fear in her eyes, but there was fire and thirst in those eyes. And the main question was, thirst for what? The answer to this question was not long in coming.

“My name is Astrid Arvidsson,” she said, pointing at herself with her left thumb, “I left Europe as an undefeated MMA champion, and I came here with only one purpose - to fight the best and strongest women of this planet. So what will you tell me, Alison Seong? Do you fit what I'm looking for? Are you ready to face the Golden Dragon not in conversation, but in a real fight?"

Was it loud? For sure. Was it cocky? Undoubtedly. Was these words true or was it just idle chatter? Take a risk to find out. Astrid was different from many others in one important thing. She was always ready not only to speak, but also to confirm every word she said. Therefore, she confidently continued to look Alison in the eyes, expecting what this woman would answer to the newly arrived fighter's words. Astrid wanted a fight. And she was ready to announce it at the top of her voice. She wanted everyone to hear about it. She knew perfectly well who Alison was and it was for this reason that she came today. She set out to fight the best. And Alison was one of the best.

[TheManVan]

Alison was ready to fight as she planted herself right in the middle of the ring, hunched forward as her eyes were locked on the entrance way waiting for Cecilia Northman to show her face now that she called her out. A song began to play over the speakers, alerting Alison of the coming of the blonde. It just that...it wasn't the blonde she was expecting.

Her eyes narrowed, something was off about the woman walking out from the back. It sure as hell wasn't Cecilia Northman. A different kind of rage flowed through the Korean-American with someone having the audacity to shove their nose into her unfinished business. She rose up, perplexed and confused as she watched the new blonde make her way into the ring.

Confidence was not lacking within this girl, she listed off her heritage and accolades as a former MMA Champion, but none of which was going to sway Alison one way or the other. "Excuse me? Just what in the hell are you doing here?" she let out into her microphone, "I did not call for you! I don't even know your ass before you spouted it all over the place!" throwing an accusatory finger at Astrid before violently throwing it sideways. One would've been more concerned about a legitimate MMA fighter standing in front of them, but Alison did not care about what she did before she came to this ring.

She cared about what she was doing now, standing in her way of what she wanted.

"Listen here Ms. Dragon, I came out here for a fight with an old enemy of mine, but if you want to take her place tonight, that's fine by me! If you're looking for a fight, I'll give you a beating. And if you're looking to be famous..." she let out before marching right into Astrid's face, showing no fear or concern to the former MMA Champion. "I'll make you famous."

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The Norwegian woman expected a similar reaction. And partly she could understand Alison's reaction. This brunette was about to face her enemy, and instead she got Astrid, which she, of course, had never heard of. Therefore, her indignation and discontent to some extent were quite fair. However, the long-haired blonde was not here for this woman to welcome her with wide hugs.

There was only one thing that mattered to the Golden Dragon. She wanted Alison to accept her challenge. Astrid understood that she had put the American-Korean woman in an uncomfortable position. Despite the fact that this would be Astrid's debut match, refusing the challenge from Alison's side would have hit the brunette's reputation hard. But sometimes you have to be cocky, so Asrtid was ready for such a step.

Astrid has heard a lot about the state of affairs here. Many in LAW treated the newly arrived fighters with outright disdain. Although, for the sake of fairness, the Norwegian woman also heard about another federation, where the situation was about the same. Well, with some things you just need to come to terms, right?. Pf. Never. If need be, Astrid was ready to openly challenge every woman. She lived to participate in the toughest matches. So now she looked into Alison's eyes and waited for her answer.

And this answer was not long in coming.The blonde saw it. She saw that there was no fear in Alison's eyes either. This woman looked at Astrid without any hint that she was about to ignore this challenge. And her words became a confirmation of this. The American-Korean woman took one step further, leaving no distance between them. Their voluminous breasts squeezed into each other, and there were no more than ten centimeters between their faces. The two women looked at each other and the tension between them was so strong that it could be cut with a knife.

"Finally, a worthy opponent, huh," Astrid said, "gonna give me a beating? Bring it on, Alison!"

With these words, she leaned forward, pressing her boobs into Alison's even more. The audience in the hall was clearly intrigued by what was happening. Perhaps they are used to rookies talking too loudly before their debut. But in Astrid's case, they could see that she was really not here to show off, but to get a great match. The blonde's heart began to beat a little faster. Like the audience, she was in anticipation. There was nothing more exciting for her than a grueling match. And she knew Alison would give it to her.

To be continued…