Unanswered Chokes and Missing Allies

[Weonna]

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Backstage, Christina stormed through the hallways, her boots clicking sharply against the concrete floor as she ranted under her breath. Her hands were clenched into fists, her jaw tight with frustration.

"I can't believe this. Helen just disappears? In the middle of the match? And that damn baguette—who the hell brings a baguette to a wrestling match?"

she muttered, her voice growing louder with each word.

"I swear, if Marine had anything to do with this, I'll—"

She cut herself off, taking a deep breath to try and calm down. But her frustration was palpable. She paced the hallway, scanning for any sign of Helen.

"Where the hell is she? She's got some explaining to do. You don't just vanish like that!"

she said, her voice echoing down the empty corridor.

Pausing for a moment, she leaned against the wall, running a hand through her hair. Her chest still ached from the match, but her mind was racing too much to care about the physical pain.

"I should have had that match. I had it. And then—bam, gone. No backup. Nothing. Just me against two."

She pushed off the wall, resuming her search. Every step was heavy with her irritation.

"Helen, you better have a damn good reason for this,"


Christina growled as she turned a corner, her eyes scanning every locker room and hallway. Little did she know, Helen's absence wasn’t a choice—Rianne had orchestrated the chaos, and the answers Christina sought were still hiding beneath the ring.

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Alanna, Marine, and Emma made their way to their locker room. Alanna was carrying her victorious girlfriend like a princess. Marine followed with a champagne bottle and popped it. Fetching some glasses she poured for the three of them. Marine offered orange juice to Emma since mimosas were probably easier for the lightweight Canadian to take compared to straight champagne.
”We fucking did it! Your first tag team match was a resounding success!”
Alanna stopped making out with Emma to make a toast.
”To victory! And wonderful partners!”
Their celebration was loud and no doubt heard by Christina.

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The celebration was so loud that Christina, still fuming and searching for answers, heard them as she passed by. Her face darkened, her steps deliberate as she made her way to their door. Without knocking, Christina pushed it open, her presence immediately changing the atmosphere.

“Congratulations,”

Christina said, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

“On your fraudulent victory.”

The room fell silent, the air tense as Christina stepped inside, her eyes locking on the trio.

“It must feel great to cheat your way to a win. Meanwhile, I was out there fighting alone. My partner? Nowhere to be found. And on top of that, I got hoe’d by a baguette.”

Christina’s gaze moved from Alanna to Marine.

“And you,”

she said, her tone sharp.

“I know you had something to do with that damn baguette. Don’t think I’m letting that slide.”

The tension hung heavy in the room, Christina’s fury clashing with the trio’s celebratory mood. Emma, still holding her mimosa, looked up at Christina with a mix of guilt and defiance, ready to stand by her partner if things escalated.

[ScylliasExoter]

The three women stopped in their tracks. Alanna chugged her champagne and put the glass down before walking up to face off with Christina.
”Fraudulent?! I don’t know what happened to your partner. I know kicks to your face weren’t working, so I used whatever tool was there to protect my girlfriend.”
Marine smirked at Christina, her machinations clearly in full swing.
”It’s true. I brought the baguette there in the first place. You were correct to suspect me. I have never lied to you. I think maybe you should be taking this out on your partner. Or are saying Emma could not possibly pin you otherwise?”

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Christina’s fists clenched as she glared at the two women.

“So, you admit to cheating...Good. At least you’re honest about being snakes.”

she said, her voice cold and sharp. Her gaze snapped toward Emma, and her tone turned cutting.

“And as for you—Emma could never, in her life, pin me without someone interfering.”

Emma’s smile faltered, her excitement dimming. Her grip tightened on her mimosa, and her head lowered slightly, the sting of Christina’s words evident.

Ignoring the reaction, Christina turned back to the room, her fiery gaze scanning for any sign of Helen.

“And where the hell is Helen?! I gotta put my hands on somebody!!!”

she shouted, her frustration reaching its boiling point. She stormed toward the lockers, yanking doors open and flipping through every corner and shadow as if Helen might materialize out of thin air.

[ScylliasExoter]

Alanna could tolerate Christina berating her. But to say Emma could never in her life pin her. To shame and embarrass her so was a step too far. Alanna began striding towards Christina, but Marine caught her. She shoved and bodily restrained Alanna against the lockers.
”Non! Let me fuck her up!”
”This is not your fight, dear sister... it is mine.”
After Alanna calmed down, Marine walked up to Christina and punched her in the face.
”That was for Emma!”

[Weonna]

Christina staggered back from the unexpected blow, her face twisting of shock and anger. Without missing a beat, she retaliated with a sharp kick straight to Marine’s groin area that of connected would cause a significant amount of pain!

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"Is that all you got?"

Christina sneered, her voice filled with contempt.

“You think a punch like that can stop me? I’ve taken harder hits in warm-ups! You wanna fight me, Marine? You better bring more than a cheap shot and a damn baguette!”

Christina continued to loom over her, talking trash.

“You wanna play dirty? Fine! But don’t you dare act like you’re in the same league as me. You’re just the scheming little sister hiding behind your precious Emma and Alanna.Your nothing but garbage! YOU HEAR ME!!! GARBAGE!!!!!”

The tension in the room was electric, the celebration completely replaced by a chaotic storm of emotions as Christina’s fury burned brightly.

[ScylliasExoter]

Marine doubled over, clutching her groin in pain as Christina stood over her. Christina would probably expect it, but she was still leaving Marine in prime position for a takedown. The Frenchwoman had been training religiously so she went with what worked and bore into Christina with a double leg takedown. Not wanting to cause serious injury to her foe, Marine focused on driving Christina’s back into the lockers rather than driving her head onto the concrete floor. Marine was strong so she managed to forcefully drive Christina back and smash her in the locker, but unfortunately she left her back open to retaliation.

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Marine, still doubled over and clutching her groin in pain, glanced up at Christina looming over her. She knew Christina was expecting retaliation, but she also saw the opening she needed. Drawing on the strength she had built through her training, Marine surged forward with a powerful double-leg takedown.

Christina staggered as Marine drove into her, and instead of slamming her head into the concrete floor, Marine opted to shove Christina back-first into the lockers with a resounding crash. The force of the impact echoed through the locker room, and for a moment, it seemed like Marine had the upper hand.

But Marine had made a critical mistake—her back was wide open for retaliation.

Christina, switching from her pro-wrestling instincts to her well-honed Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu training, acted swiftly. A black belt in BJJ, she instinctively countered Marine’s position. With her back against the lockers, Christina used her legs to hook Marine’s, destabilizing her base. She wrapped one arm around Marine’s neck and grabbed her wrist with the other, locking her in a standing guillotine choke!

“You think you can take me down and get away with it?”

Christina hissed, her voice low and venomous. She applied more pressure, forcing Marine to fight for every breath!

[ScylliasExoter]

Christina had the guillotine choke locked in deep. Alanna started advancing to help her sister but stopped. Marine made her choices and brought this on herself, even if it was to her benefit. She also said it was her fight. So Alanna let Christina work her over and stopped Emma from intervening as well. She started leaving, but not before turning to Christina and saying,
”We’re even,” and then walked out.

Meanwhile Marine struggled mightily in Christina’s clutches. Since ramming her into the lockers wasn’t enough, Marine punched Christina repeatedly in the stomach and rib cage. And it would HURT because for all her shit talking and bitchiness, Marine knew how to throw a punch. But would it be enough to escape Christina’s snare?