Skylar huffed and puffed, straining her muscles as she lifted the barbell up and down. For a girl her age, her strength was impressive, but that didn't make lifting fun. She'd been in IIWA for a few months now, and had quite a few matches under her belt, none of which had ended in her victory. Due to her young age and inexperience, she was required to attend classes at IIWA's developmental facility every Tuesday. "This is bullshit..." She muttered, hanging up the barbell on the rack and sitting up. She'd bet a hundred bucks she could beat the ass of any other bitch here. She may not pay attention to half of what these douchebags try to teach her, but she had something she doubted any of these other losers had: experience. She'd been in more fights than she could count, and she almost always got the better of them. So what if she hadn't won a match? These girls weren't on her level. Why should she need to attend the same classes as these dickheads that don't even know how to make a proper fist!?
Skylar
Chloe
With the signal given, Skylar lunged at Chloe with a wicked elbow to the nose. "ACK-!" Followed by two hard punched to both sides of her ribs! "Oof-! Oomph-!" And then, a hard kick to the stomach, leading into Sky hooking her arms! "AGH-! WAIT, NO-! STOP-!"
She pleaded, falling on deaf ears as the sadistic grin on Skylar's face grew wide. "Heeeerrrreeee we goooo~!" She taunted in a sing song voice, kicking out her leg and bringing Chloe down in a double arm DDT! "AAAHHHHAHHAHAHHHH-!" She cried, her skull spiked into the hard wood of the canvas. The foam padding did little to cushion the impact. Chloe rolled away, holding her head. The stains on the canvas seemed to imply she was bleeding. Skylar had little sympathy. "C'mon, are you cryin'!?" She laughed mockingly, grabbing Chloe's leg and yanking it. "NONONO, STOP-! PLEASE-!" She frantically begged, but Skylar continued. She twisted her leg around her own, and grabbed the other to lock in the only hold she'd bothered to learn, the Figure Four Leglock!
Chloe screamed and cried, but Skylar only laughed at her. "C'mon, that all ya got? Try to hit a high pitch, I wanna see if you can shatter some windows!" She teased, using both hands to bend Chloe's right leg over left with as much pressure as she could. Chloe frantically tapped the mat, but Sky wouldn't let go. She was having way too much fun to release the hold just yet! Even as tears streamed down the younger girl's face, Sky snickered and chuckled at her expense. Eventually, the brunette got comfortable, with one hand behind her head and the other pulling her cell phone from out of her pocket to browse memes on Reddit. Even still, Chloe cried and begged. "S-Skylar, please! Y-you're gonna break my leg!"
It must've been twenty minutes Sky kept her in that hold, before finally letting Chloe go, the poor girl sobbing as she held her knee close. Skylar rose to her feet, laughing. "Fuckin' dumb bitch..." She snickered, leaning on the ropes. Slowly, Chloe got up, looking at Skylar. She expected the usual. She was about to call her a bitch, a bully, a monster... "Th-thank you for sparring with me..." Chloe panted, before staggering out of the ring, leaving a perplexed look on Skylar's face. She'd just put this girl through twenty minutes of pure hell for no reason other than she felt like being mean, and she was... thanking her for the spar? How could she still be nice to her after something like that? As Skylar watched Chloe make her way back to the locker room, she noticed something. Was she... limping? "H-hey, Chloe... Are.. are you good?" She asked, feeling almost remorseful. Chloe looked back at her, wiping a tear away and facing Sky with a weak smile. "Huh? Oh, y-yeah! I'm fine!" She assured, before disappearing into the locker room. Skylar sighed. She felt like going home...
To be continued...