Utterly Ruthless and Madley Resentful

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Recent events at LAW were as bustling as ever. Three stars, in particular, were receiving critical acclaim and rousing success. The trio of cat-themed luchadoras, The SWAT Cats had recently become the inaugural LAW world tag team champions. And with the accolade came fame, exposure, notoriety, honor, name recognition, and so on. Particularly now after their showing at the We Are LAW PPV, Katherine Hart, Tracy Canon, and Aurora Estrella were receiving a wide range of attention and feedback from LAW fans, as well as staff, for their decision to put their belts on the line in open challenges wherever and whenever the got the chance to. They had recently finished up an interview backstage centered around this. Some found it was a bad idea for the Cats, some found it to be a great way to build their tag title reign and the tag team division at the company. But everyone seemed to find it exciting!

The SWAT Cats

"You know, at first, I was dreading all these interviews but they're becoming easier. More fun, too." Aurora began as she and her two partners exited the elevator at LAW HQ.

"You know I live for the audience so naturally, I'm happy to throw myself at any interview!" Tracy responded.

"Haha, I do, too. Anything for the fans, but even The Super Kitty has to sleep sometime. I'm beat." Kat interjected.

"I think I'm gonna head home early today, guys."

"Yeah, you have been pulling double duty with these interviews and the fitness commercial endorsements."

"Want me to come with?" Tracy offered.

"Nah it's okay, Trace. I'll take one of the belts with me and meet up with you ladies tomorrow at the gym, kay?"

"Alright, no worries Kat!"

"Drive safe, Kat!"

With that Katherine fasted her tag team title belt around her waist and made for the stairs to the basement parking garage. She made it out to the second level of the garage where her car was, a silver Audi sedan. As she began digging through her bag for her keys, the famed luchadora could hear a voice in the distance. She could hear pitter-patter as well. Someone was drawing close. Little did she know, it was someone with ill intentions. But currently, Kat had been under the impression that it could have been a coworker, maybe a fan. She turned around and awaited their arrival. The sounds grew closer. Soon Hart would see the sight of a woman holding a microphone come into view....

[TickTock]

This had been years in the making. For so long, Ruth had been struggling on the indy scene, having to call and beg for jobs at local wrestling scenes. It wasn't enough that she always had strong showings or that her mother was a great Strong Style fighter with connections. No, companies just didn't want to take on a young Asian woman. Why? Because she had no gimmick. No, it didn't matter that she was skilled, it mattered that she didn't have some flashy edge to her, a bunch of bright colors.

And someone who climbed the ladder at the same time as Ruth, and yet got signed to LAW so quickly? Katherine Hart. A tag champion now, with numerous accolades. Why was she signed so quickly? Was it because of her skill? Pfft, no way, Madley was better than her easily. It was because she dressed up as a cat. A goddamn cat. But apparently, that was just what the fans loved soooo much. Some stupid furry with massive tits that she shamelessly groped and danced around with.

Now... Ruth had finally, FINALLY, made it to LAW, but now, she was a rookie, a pipsqueak, while Katherine was a star, one of the top names. And that made her furious. And she was about to get payback.

"Miss Kat, Miss Kat!" She frantically called, jogging on heels towards the champion, who was now all by her lonesome. "Could I get just a few words from the newest champ?" Ruth asked. Normally on the wrestling scene, she was recognized as Picofalena, but without her suit and mask, she was practically unrecognizable. "How does it feel to overcome the odds once again and become one part of our newest tag champions?"

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For Picofalena, this had certainly been years in the making. Months of training, years of matches, scratching and clawing, and getting ahead by any means necessary so that she could set foot in the big leagues at LAW to prove herself. For Kat, this was a celebration of her beginning to cement her legacy and live up to expectations. The Super Kitty at been in this business for a year. Everyone, friends, foes, and fans alike had fully expected her to be a future champion, and to help carry this company going forward. And Kat had become just that. She lead hear trios team to a championship win. The interviews, endorsements, sponsorships, and merch that she and her partners had earned previously had all ramped up exponentially. Everyone wanted a piece of The Super Kitty now that she was making her mark. And "everyone" included a woman who had long since committed herself to mauling her and ending her hot streak. Ruth Madley, A.KA. Picofalena, had long had her sights set on darn-near ending Katherine Hart.

"Oh, hey! No need to run! I'm happy to hang back and offer a few words!" Kat answered the civilian. She was seemingly an interviewer who was flagging Kat down for a last-minute question.

Katherine was all too aware of the fact that she had quite the target on her back. On top of every tag team scouting and keeping tabs on her for their shot at the tag team championships, singles wrestlers with a grudge or a meanstreak had been targeting The Super Kitty since the very same day she got signed to this company! Kat had likely been accosted and jumped backstage and outside the ring more than any other wrestler at LAW. But now that she had some gold to back up her notoriety and mystique, most women would think twice, right? It had been quite some time since anyone had tried to get the drop on her. Those days were over, Kat thought.

"I've gotta give you credit for being able to run so quickly in those. I'm not so good at that, myself haha." Kat would say as she adjusted her belt and fastened it around her waist so she could take this interview. She'd place a hand on Ruth's shoulder, seemingly concerned about the interviewer girl since she seemed to spare the effort to catch Kat just before her departure. "Hope you're not out of breath. You asked how it feels to be one of the new tag champs, right? The Super Kitty is always happy to take an interview for fans or anyone that works here!" She'd say with a smile as she eyed Ruth up and down, again seemingly to make sure the girl was fine. Once Katherine was satisfied, she'd speak into the woman's mic.

"I have to say that it feels amazing. I've said it a million times by now, but I'll keep saying it. I'm going to use these belts to elevate the SWAT Cats and tag team wrestling at LAW as a whole!" Kat would say whilst patting her championship belt with her fingertips.

"But there is one thing, I feel compelled to ask you if you don't mind." Kat transitioned, flipping the script and attempting to assume the role of interviewer for a moment.

"So, fun fact about me. I make an effort to get to know everyone at LAW HQ. From Sally, the food service manager down at catering, to Phil, the custodial worker that does the graveyard shift by the wrestler's locker rooms." Kat would say as she once again placed a hand on Ruth's shoulder. This time, not with a touch of concern, like before, but with a look of skepticism in her eyes as she made direct eye contact with Madley.

"Now, I'm sure you know where I'm going with this, but I don't think we've met before at all. Are you new here, Miss...." Kat would gesture with her free hand in an attempt to draw a response from the interviewer and get her to fill in the blank and introduce herself.

[TickTock]

If Kat was right about ONE thing... it was that it was goddamn difficult to run in heels. God, who wore these practically on a day-to-day basis? She only really wore them for a fashion sense, and right now to try and fool the bimbo about who she was by seeming like a normal reporter. And it would've not been a good impression if she fell and skidded her knee on the asphalt of the parking lot, sheesh.

But she was standing in front of her one-sided rival now, so she didn't have to worry about that. Feigning an attempt to hold up a microphone to the leader of the SWAT kats, to at least seem like a reporter that was recording their conversation, to transcript it and put it in some article, or however reporters got their news. A calm expression laid in her face, lips pursing and a hand on her hip as she listened to the blonde's answer, only to flinch when that hand was placed on her shoulder.

Well how considerate of Kat for knowing all the employees. What, she eat them all out after work, the fetishizing freak. She had no work credentials on her, no pass to get inside, to anyone else, she'd seem like an intruder, but thankfully Kat seemed to want to talk things out first and see what was going on.

And thankfully for Ruth, it meant she no longer had to put on the act.

"Oh, yes, I'm new here! Name's Ruth Madley, actually, you may have seen it in the news." She said with a small smile, lifting a hand and gently placing it on Kat's. "Though, I have a cool screen name that I'm going to use. Call me..."

The grip on Kat's hand suddenly tightened, and a cold smirk crossed Ruth's face. Then, that microphone shot out, to smash against the face of the blonde, not as much to hurt her(though that's a nice bonus) as much as to disorientate her, get her off balance and unable to defend herself as Ruth dropped down and threw her arm upward, clashing it with Kat's crotch for a devastating low blow.

"...Picofalena." She uttered afterwards, voice shifting from nervous reporter to confident wrestler in a flash.

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The longer Ruth tried to keep you the facade, the more transparent it became to The Super Kitty. The lack of any camera crew, Ruth's body language, and the way she subtly flinched when Kat laid a hand on her. Slowly Kat began to piece it together. And yet, she wanted to believe that Ruth was acting in good faith. Could she be an obstinate fan that was bent on getting an autograph, maybe?
Maybe the mother of one of the many make-a-wish kids that Kat had made visited throughout her tenure as a LAW wrestler. Perhaps this was an elaborate ruse from a co-worker/fellow wrestler that just really wanted to hit it off with the world-renowned luchadora? Maybe train with her, befriend her? It wouldn't be the first time a wrestler had done something this dramatic just to get her attention.

Whatever the case, Hart brought into the assumption that this woman was acting in good faith. And that assumption very quickly proved to be a huge mistake!

"Ruth! Good to meet you." Kat responded with a wide smile. As Ruth placed her hand on Katherine's own, Kat"s eyes darted to the side. She murmured as she thought to herself aloud. "Ruth Madley, why do I feel like I've heard that name before?"

But any attempt to sort this out was soon derailed by a microphone to her masked head!

"Grrr!" Hart would groan as her hand raced to her forehead to shield the affected area! Her hair swayed as she tried to step to her side and evade any follow-up! Unfortunately for her, Ruth did not waste this opportunity! Her hateful assailant took advantage of the fact that Kat was guarding high! Ruth dropped down to both knees and threw a wicked uppercut right between The Super Kitty's thighs! The blow that ensued forced Kat up to her tippy toes! She'd drop down to her knees and let out a sharp, pained exhale! The championship belt that was draped over her shoulder fell onto the concrete ground in front of her as she brought her hands to her womanhood to cover her nethers to try and somehow ease the pain! Kat would grimace as she lowered her head! With her toned, defined backside sticking up and her head turned to the side against the ground, the luchadora let out an enraged, pained yell before retorting!

"Uurrrrggggghhhh! Seriously?! You're the chick from Twitter that I've said literally one thing to?!?"

[TickTock]

Ruth didn't stand up or pull away until Kat completely collapsed, clutching at her precious mound as it erupted with pain. And once she did, she made sure to get a nice and long look at the fallen champion, seeing her hold onto her jewels and near drool on the ground with her cheek pressed against rugged asphalt. Oh yes, this was finally happening. Years of wanting it, dreaming of it, hunting it by being so goddamn good that LAW couldn't ignore her and had to sign her on. The whole wrestling world would soon know who Ruth Madley was, who Picofalena was, and she wouldn't have it any other way of having them know by being the one to put the great Katherine Hart on the bench, for good.

Though Kat's next words would only infuriate her.

The chick from Twitter.

A bull-like snort escaped from the nostrils of Ruth, and a harsh soccerball kick came, foot crashing against the abs and stomach of Kat, to force her over onto her back. The chick from Twitter. That's all Kat knew her as, not as Ruth Madley, the exceptional wrestler on the Indies that never goddamn got her chance. Not as Picofalena, the new Ruth who put on a show each time she stepped in the ring with excellence and style, the beauty who forced LAW to sign her for being too irresistible as a commodity. No.

The chick from Twitter.

"Oh, I'm going to show you who I truly am, you whore." She snarled, picking up Kat's belt with one hand and the blonde's hair with another, getting the champion onto her knees. "I'm the woman who's going to end your career." Picofalena told her, before attempting to smash in Kat's face with her own gold belt.

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Climbing towards the top of the world of pro wrestling is all most wrestlers ever wanted. Everyone's journey there was different. Some cut a path by paying their dues proper. Training up and earning opportunities to rise through the ranks. Some take any shortcut they can find. Some climb their way up the mountain of professional wrestling on the backs of the men and women they've beaten, broken, and betrayed along the way.

When people looked back on the security footage, which would be complete with audio, it would be plain to see which category Picofalena fell into. Where Katherine Hart had rallied crowds and drew audiences, Ruth had schemed and plotted. Where The Super Kitty had earned company sponsorships and endorsements, where she had earned her face on posters and cups and other promotional material, Picofalena had dreamed of the day where she'd be featured on those accessories instead of Kat! Where the fighting feline luchadora had helped put herself and her team on the map, rising through the ranks to earn the tag team championships and revolutionizing tag team wrestling at LAW, Madley was obsessively following her exploits, dreaming and fantasizing about when and where she was going to pick Katherine Hart apart!

"WAUGH!!" Hart would groan as her writhing on her knees on the ground was interrupted by a swift soccer kick to the gut from Pico! The toe of the tan gal's high-heeled shoe found its way right into The Super Kitty's toned, defined abs! The force of the blow knocked Katherine onto her back! She'd remain on the ground breathing, writhing. Her massive chest rose with each inhale. As Ruth stood over her and talked down to her, all at once the memory of the exchange Kat had with this woman on Twitter came rushing back to her! She knew exactly what this was all about! As Madley grabbed a fistful of Kat's hair to forcefully pull her up off the ground and up to her knees, Kat reached back for Ruth's wrist with one hand to try and relieve some of the pressure from the hair pull. The luchadora struggled to break free, but she was still in no shape to fight back! The low blow from earlier still had her legs wobbly! With one hand on Kat's hair and the other holding up her championship belt, Ruth got in verbal jabs as well as physical ones when she thrust the metal plate of the championship right into Kat's masked head!

"AGH!" Hart would groan as her head was whipped back! Her back once again met the concrete floors of the parking lot! This time, she laid there splayed out! It would take her a second, but she'd begin to slowly sit up, staggering all the while!

"You think you're the first one to try to end my career?!" Kat would say as she pressed her palms against the ground beneath her to try and push herself up to one knee.

"How'd that debut of yours go, by the way?" Hart would ask sarcastically. She tried to hit Ruth's nerves. Not just because she was annoyed with Pico at the moment, but to try and get the girl to talk more and by herself time to recover.

"Cause I didn't hear about it. Just like I've never heard about you!" Kat would roar as she found her way up to her feet. If left uninterrupted, she'd continue hitting Ruth's buttons before trying to hit her face.

"You wanna show me who you are?! You wanna end my career? Sounds to me like all you really wanna do is start a fight that you're not woman enough or wrestler enough to finish!"Hart would finish by lunging at Ruth! She'd attempt to throw a forearm at middleweight, but it was a feint! Mid-motion, The Super Kitty would pivot her hips and kick at Ruth's hamstring and calves! She hoped to trip her assailant up by taking advantage of the fact that Ruth was still wearing those heels! Though Kat would throw fast, decisive kicks, she'd be slow to follow up! Even if everything went her way, the luchadora would be left slightly doubled over, her eyes only have open! It would be plain to see that Kat was still weary from the low blow and the title belt to the face that she's suffered just seconds ago!

[TickTock]

While Kat was headlining events and creating memorable moments for millions around the world, Ruth was working her ass off in front of a double digit number of fans for a hot dog and a handshake. Kat didn't need to set up a portfolio in order to get by like Ruth did, she didn't need any clever take on a character or a move-set in order to succeed. She just needed to dress up as a cat and show off her tits! Picofalena, a woman not so naturally buxom had no such advantage, and had to grind her way through the indies, doing whatever it took to get shine, to finally get her way to LAW. On the same night that Kat got a title shot because of her fat tits, and won even!

While that title was a damn good weapon, as it bounced off of Kat's skull and sending her crashing to the ground, it also represented what Kat got handed, practically being awarded the belts with their position in the gauntlet match making them the freshest team out of the bunch. It was a disgrace that Kat got handed belts, while Ruth got handed NOTHING in her career, and had to claw her way to where she was meant to be.

And it wasn't over yet, as she still had to make Kat pay, seemingly getting ready to fire another title shot right for Kat's face as she began to stumble up, only to get thrown off by the blonde's words. "You WILL hear of me, you skank!" She shouted, before letting out a yelp as she received those kicks to her unstable legs. Damn these heels!

"Agh!" Pico shouted, a bit lucky that Kat couldn't follow up in her weary state, giving her enough time to toss her damned heels far away, and stumble up onto her knees. "Oh I'm going to finish more than just this fight!" She growled, a hand shooting up towards Kat's face. A bonus to having a cutesy interviewer set-up? Long, fake nails that would be perfect to claw at the eyes of the adversary, a dirty maneuver that had her gauging Kat's face, giving her just enough time to get back up to her feet.

"I'm going to finish your whole damn career! You'll be lucky to be able to sip your food through a goddamn straw!" She growled in anger, finally ripping her hand away, just to fire off that second bash with the belt to the blonde's skull!

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There was no shortage of Super Kitty fans across the wrestling biz, across promotions, causes, even in the arena Kat was fighting Pico near right now! It wouldn't be farfetched for a valet or a security guard or someone to pass by and identify her and ask for an autograph or a picture. But just as Kat had legions of fans and supporters, she also had many "colleagues" and fellow wrestlers that would seek to dismantle her. Too for her to count or bother with for sure. But today, the world-class luchadora would, unfortunately, be made to be very uncomfortably familiar with a lady who was perhaps her biggest "fan" in Picofalena. Ruth didn't just seek to best Kat and use her as a stepping stone to climb the ranks at LAW, no that wasn't good enough for Madley! Ruth wanted to use Kat's entire career as a stepping stone for her own! The fans that loved Kat, the rich history of colorful and notable matches and feuds, the championship wins throughout her career, the sponsorships, the merch, the commercials, the contributions to the make-a-wish foundation- Ruth wanted to put an end to Kat's entire legacy and use the end of her career as a springboard to launch her own! As a catalyst to take her place at the top of the professional wrestling world above Katherine Hart!

Kat had managed to force herself to rally! With a quick, forceful sweep of the leg, she had tripped up Madley and stood over her! This assault couldn't have been planned all the way through. If it had been, Ruth wouldn't have tried to fight a world tag team champion in her heels, or so Kat thought!

"You're not finishing jack. Just drop the act and head back to the lockers right now, Ruth...If you do that, we can start over and talk about this. We can work this out..." Hart had barely been able to keep herself up. Her knees were beginning to buckle. She wasn't in fighting shape. The luchadora stood over a downed Ruth and sought diplomacy. At this point, she still considered the possibility that Madley was just a young, misguided wrestler who just wanted to make a name for herself. A woman that thought that any girl could just walk into the company, get signed, knock off the top cat around and become the new number one in a night. That's not how professional wrestling worked. That's not how most businesses worked. It would only dawn on Kat in a few moments that this grudge was deeply personal! Far more personal than she had realized! Despite still being in pain from being hit low and being kicked, Kat bent forward and extended her hand. She tried to help Pico up. And rather than grab her hand, Pico grabbed Hart's face!

"GGAAAAH! ARGH! STOP!" Kat would roar as Picofalena used those fake, plastic, press-on nails of her to thoroughly gouge Katherine's eyes! It was another stupid accessory that went along with the phony interview outfit! Kat would curse under her breath as she fell victim to the dirty tactic! One that she probably should have seen coming! Hart brought both her gloved hands over the eyeholes of her mask! The heavyweight luchadora writhed there, stumbling to find her footing. She reached out haphazardly for something to grab onto to find her balance! And after a few seconds of staggering, rather than find the support she was looking for, Picofalena found her! With a second, more forceful, and more jarring title belt strike to the face!

Pico ran the gold plating of Kat's title belt into Kat's skull once more! The sound of the metal smacking in the face rang out with a thud! The parking lot cameras were surely gonna pick up the audio on that one pretty well! All at once, Kat would fall to the concrete on her back wordlessly like a ton of bricks! The Super Kitty would lay there splayed out, looking anything but super! Kat's massive chest that Pico seemed envious of would heave as she took heavy breaths! The dim lights in the lot accentuated her chiseled abs and defined curves, even through her leotard!

It was plain to see that Kat was only semi-conscious on the concrete floor at Pico's feet! Completely at Ruth's mercy! Just like her aggressor had wanted! What did Pico have in store for top LAW wrestler, Katherine Hart?!

[TickTock]

Oh, Ruth had plans. So many plans. Years worth of plans, so many scenarios have ran through her head on what to do when she finally got her hands on the cat-dressed wrestler. Each one of them more sadistic than the last. Did she want to end her career right then? Make sure she could never step in the ring again? Mess up her pretty good looks and take away the one thing fans liked about her? Maybe even... taking off the mask and let her try to make it in the business on her own merit instead of that of some ridiculous cat costume?

And it almost seemed like she would never be able to enact them as Kat stood over her, those blasted heels costing her her advantage and leaving her vulnerable, only for the blonde to... reach a hand out? Pfft, as if Ruth would actually listen to a single thing that this BIMBO had to say to her? Trying to make her give up on her plans, after everything she did to get here? Just like that? All the attempted kindness got Kat was a faceful of fake nails and her own title nailing her right on the skull, putting her on dream street.

And now, Ruth could move further into her plan, gripping Katherine by her hair and forcibly dragging her across the asphalt of the parking lot, a few yards before the blonde was getting forced up, a hand cupping her face and forcing her dazed eyes on the face of her attacker. "Everything that's about to happen to you. Know it, deep down, in that empty, cracked skull of yours, it's all YOUR fault." She snarled, before throwing her over her shoulders in a Fireman's Carry position.

Instead of dropping her on her head or tossing her to the ground, Pico had something better in idea. A move in her arsenal with a painful twisted added to it. With her back to a car, she held the wrestler on her shoulders firm, gripping her head and leg tightly, before backing up and eventually jumping backward, to deliver a sickening Samoan Drop right onto the bumper and trunk of the car, sure to at least dent the metal and put Kat in even more pain than she already is.