Catfight from Hell: Hellcat (D) VS. Bengal

[BengalTheBlazeTiger]

For FlyingPeach3. Welcome to LAW!

Match Type: 1v1, Falls Count Anywhere

Bengal, the Blaze Tiger

Spoiler

Bengal's manager was obviously familiar with the idea of feuds between different wrestlers. She had even seen individual wrestlers feuding with entire stables at once. With her experience, she liked to think that there was nothing left in this business that could surprise her. But when she heard her client's newest proposal, she was sure she had misheard. She blinked slowly, her eyes wide behind horn-rimmed glasses. "Pardon?"

"Clean the wax out of your ears!" Bengal snapped. She pounded her fist down on her manager's table, making the other woman jump back in her chair a full foot. "I said, I'm feuding with the other cat-themed wrestlers in LAW."

"I-I know that Bengal," her manager stammered, rifling through the papers on her desk as she looked through notes on her client's previous matches. "You're talking about the Panther? Or someone from BCW-

"I'm talking about ALL OF THEM!" Bengal screeched, her voice echoing through the entire office building. "All of them at once! They're nasty little tramps, and they STOLE MY GIMMICK!"

This time, the other woman was certain she hadn't misheard, although she wished she had. What kind of crazy ego trip was her client on this time? She tried to be as gentle as she could. "Bengal...wrestlers have been dressing in tiger-themed outfits for decades. Here in Japan, everywhere. And not only tigers, all kinds of cats! No one stole that from you, it's just a popular gimmick. If anything, you're the one who - "

But Bengal leaned forward across the desk with a menacing gleam in her eyes, and her manager suddenly knew better than to finish that sentence. In the end, she decided to go along with her client's demands, however insane they might be. If she didn't comply, the Tiger would probably just end up ambushing her fellow catgirls in the locker room. She needed some outlet for her aggression, and the manager didn't want it to be her.

A few weeks later, she finally found Bengal a fitting matchup. Her client would be going up against Hellcat, a Spanish lucha libre prodigy, now making her LAW debut! Unfortunately, the higher-ups rejected Bengal's pitch to make it a "cat-themed match". What would that even look like? They decided to book the contest with Falls Count Anywhere rules, and to go with a fire motif instead - Hellcat VS. Blaze Tiger. Bengal complained about the changes, of course, but she went along with the terms in the end. Anything to get her claws into a new rival!

Now, she was at the LAW arena, waiting for her entrance music to begin. Peering from behind the curtain that separated the backstage area, Bengal could see that the suits had been true to their word when it came to the fire theme. Torches and candles lined the long ramp leading down to the ring, and the barricade separating them from the fans. High above the ring, suspended from the arena ceiling, an old-fashioned flame chandelier flickered and swayed. The whole thing was probably a fire code nightmare, but it was strikingly beautiful. Bengal had always enjoyed fire. Maybe too much, in hindsight, she thought to herself grimly. But that was the past, and she wasn't going to worry about it now.

As soon as the opening riff started to blast through the arena speakers, Bengal charged out onto the entrance ramp. Fireworks erupted around her with each step, as she strutted down the long walkway. The additional pyrotechnics, on top of the candles and torches already present, were a bit too much for some fans. They crowded backward, coughing from the smoke - but for the Blaze Tiger, it was paradise. The sparks seemed to dance off her umber skin, and the firelight transformed the white parts of her shiny vinyl costume, making them appear a shifting red-and-orange. Her eyes, however, shone with a light of their own, cold and blue, like two distant stars.

Bengal climbed onto the ring apron, tossing back her mane of pearly hair. While the decor was enchanting, the Tiger had already noticed that all these open flames had raised the temperature of the air within the ring considerably. That was all right though; she could deal with a little heat. She took a deep breath of the sweltering air and leaned back in her corner, as the ring announcer's voice boomed out: "Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a Falls Count Anywhere match! Contestants may win by pinfall, submission, or knockout, anywhere within the arena! Introducing first...from Kolkata, India...standing five feet seven inches, and weighing 140 pounds...THE BLAZE TIGER! BENGAL!"

Jeers and catcalls rained down from the stands, as Bengal fought to keep her face composed. The Tiger was never a fan-favorite, but it was especially galling to have them boo her from the very start, when she hadn't done anything wrong yet. And against a wrestler making her LAW debut, no less! You don't even know who this other loser is, Bengal thought furiously.

In that moment, the Tiger resolved that she'd do whatever it took to prove the fans wrong. She would win tonight, even if it meant crossing the line. If she'd thought a little harder, she might have realized that her cutthroat attitude was the reason fans were booing in the first place. But she wouldn't be having that epiphany tonight. She was concentrating on the entrance ramp, waiting for her opponent to arrive.

[FlyingPeach3]

People were clearly curious about this new face in Law, i mean a masked luchadora wasnt the rarest sight but there was an air of intrigue to it, to many this match could turn into one for the history books as Bengal finish her entrance and the fire and torches ilimuted and shined bright trought the staium

Tnt by ac/dc would beggin to blast trought the whole arena and fire would beggin to come out of the corners of the entrance ramp, soon the woman on everyones mind would make her firts apperence here in LAW, sporting a dark red almost brown color pants, some nice black boots, a fiercy and cool looking gray vest with red lines trought reminded the audience of the marks of a tiger. And most importanly she sported a black and red luchador mask, adorn with fake fur on the sides and cute red long hair that was visible from under her mask.




People were imedietly drawn to the new face of this gal and the introduction would serve as the cherry on the cake

"INTRODUCING NEXT, FROM MADRID SPAIN WEIGHTING IN 166 kg AND MAKING HER LAW DEBUT SHE IS THE ETERNAL FLAME, THE UNDYING SPIRIT AND FLAME TIGRESS HERSELF HELLCATTTTT

The luchadora was excited for her debut here in Law, she had been in the wrestling game for a few months now and this was a big shoot for her so she was looking to prove herself today, walking down the ramp Hellcat would wave and high five everyone who showed soupport for her even if it wasnt that many it was clear the luchadora did have some people behind her.

Eventually making her way into the ring, Hellcat would quickly roll inside the ring and reach the center where she would stand up and raise her finger high into the sky to get the audience behind her, and it worked the crowd loved that, chanting and screaming the catfight they were about to witness surely would make noise outside of this arena.

Hellcat would then turn around to see her opponent Bengal, she heard of her but honestly didnt have a full profile of her so she simply thought that maybe they could start with a nice gesture so before the bell would even ring, Hellcat would go up to Bengal and offer up a fistbump

"Its a pleasure to fight you, please lets do our best and give me your all"
Hellcat said in a sweet but also motivating tone
A smile shined bright from her face even behind that mask those eyes full of fire and kindness were perfectly visible, clearly she was being overly positive and maybe that type of attitude wasnt the best specially considering who her opponent was but Hellcat didnt know that all she waited for was some kind words and a fist bump back

[BengalTheBlazeTiger]

Bengal had to give her opponent one thing - she did have good taste in music. The Tiger was tired of hearing so many entrances accompanied by mindless pop or empty electronic noise. Finally, someone like her who could appreciate some real rock and roll! As she watched the luchadora descend the ramp, she couldn't resist tapping her striped boot a little to the sounds of AC/DC's arena classic.

That didn't mean she was about to go easy on Hellcat, however. This was a feud, after all, even if only one of the parties involved knew it. The Spanish woman was expecting some friendly banter before her debut match, but she wasn't about to get that from Bengal. "I'll give you a one-way ticket back to Madrid," the Tiger hissed, "After I claw that ugly mask of yours to shreds, and end your career!"

She raised one of her thin eyebrows, looking at her opponent's outstretched fist. "What's this? You want a fist bump? Bump THIS!" She spat, shoving her hard in the chest. The referee moved in between the two, glaring at Bengal, as the boos from the crowd grew louder. Like she so often did, the Tiger had struck before the opening bell. Now, the LAW fans waited to see how this new talent would react. Would she retaliate in the same heelish way? Or would she be the better woman, and wait for the match to officially begin? They leaned forward in their seats, trying to anticipate what Hellcat would do. The luchadora's dark mask made it difficult to read her expression.

[FlyingPeach3]

Hellcat was expecting the same friendship she was extending to Bengal, However it seemed the tiger had other plans as she began to insult Hellcat claiming that she would rip her mask to shreads and send her back to madrid withouth a carrer.

Those words landed Hard on Hellcat, she still new to trash talk and she hasnt develop the thick skin more experience wrestlers had so Bengals words annoyed hellcat, but she could have forgiven that and think of it as competition speaking but there was no competition in the shove that Bengal give Hellcat, The luchadora would still be on her feet and the ref would get in bettwen the two.

Hellcat staring daggers at Bengal she would raise her fist but not in a fist bump but in the form of a fist but before she decided to trow it, her eyed caught a site of people watching her, holding handmade signs and just watching her every move, no hellcat cant do this she needs to be a good example and not let this type of things get to her.

Droping her fist Hellcat would simply turn around and head to her corner waiting for the ref to cheack her and for the officials to start the match but Hellcat hadnt forgiven Bengal she would show what happens when you spit on the hand that tried to be nice. Bengal was about to be on the receiven end of a massive beating from Hellcat the luchadora closing her view on the tiger she wanted to be a bully and hurt her well Hellcat doesnt need to be kind to her now.

[BengalTheBlazeTiger]

Hellcat's eyes narrowed, and the luchadora raised her fist, as Bengal's heart leaped up with a thrill. But the Spanish woman seemed to catch herself, taking a glance at the stands, before lowering her arm. She gave a respectful nod to the ref as the official checked both fighters, then headed back to her corner. The Tiger's attempt to provoke her opponent had ended in failure.

"That's right, run away!" Bengal crowed. Deep down, she was furious that Hellcat hadn't risen to her bait, though she tried not to let her disappointment show on her face. The Tiger liked to think of herself as some master manipulator. But often, her attempts to get inside her opponent's head backfired, making her look like the fool instead. She promised herself that she wouldn't let it happen again - at least, not during this match.

DING-DING-DING! The opening bell sounded, and Bengal advanced on Hellcat, long nails bared. As she got closer, she suddenly lunged forward, aiming to grab the long tufts of fur on both sides of the rookie's mask. She was hoping that, if she could could get a grip on these, she could pull the face covering down over her opponent's eyes, blinding her. If she managed to take away her enemy's vision, the luchadora would become easy prey.

[FlyingPeach3]

The match was officaly on its way and Hellcat looked determine to win, smiling sligthy as she raised both her arms in an open hands position and beggining to circle Bengal, looking for any chance to grapple and trow her opponent off balance.

However
the tiger would have other plans as when both fighter were a few feet from eachother, Bengal would leap foward and grab bot of Hellcat sides of her mask before pulling them down, escesially blidning the luchadora
"Hey"
She would protest but to no avail as she wasnt fast enough to react to it and now Hellcat mask was lower over her eyes, forcing her to turn around and blindly try to manuver herself over to the ropes where she would attempt to re adjust her mask but sadly giving her back to Bengal given her a huge dissadvantage

[BengalTheBlazeTiger]

Bengal felt the soft fur of Hellcat's mask fill her hands, as her long nails scraped against the thick fabric. She yanked down roughly, and her opponent staggered backward, temporarily unable to see. The luchadora leaned against the ropes, letting her guard down while she paused to re-adjust her crumpled mask. The Tiger stalked toward her, as the crowd shouted down at the young Spanish woman, attempting to warn her.

"I don't see any Hellcat here," the Indian woman snarled, drawing her arm back. "Just a little lost kitten who's too scared to show her face!" Her hand flashed forward like the blade of a dagger. If her first blow connected, she'd batter the masked wrestler against the ropes with a series of chops to the chest! Bengal was looking to overwhelm her opponent early on in the match. She wanted to prove to the Hellcat that her flashy lucha style couldn't last in a real fight!

Take that!

[FlyingPeach3]

Hellcat finally had manage to put her mask back in its place but as she heard the warning of the crowd she curiously turn around only to recieve a hard chop to the chest.

Hellcat would stagger, feeling the burning sensation in her chest and even placing her hand on where blow landed trying to tender to it by rubbing it slowly. But that would prove pointless as Bengal would begging to rain chop after chop to Hellcat poor defensless chest, the luchadora tried to cover and retaliate but she wasnt quick enough and got a few good chops to her chest before she would fall to her knees and held her chest in pain, Gritting her teeth trying to distract herself from the sting she felt, she would look up to Bengal and look to trow a punch to her gut to stagger her and buy her some time to get up.

Hellcat knew it was still early and that her determination would shine bright in this match all she needed to do was buy her time and find the perfect moment to strike.

[BengalTheBlazeTiger]

Bengal rained down chops upon her defenseless opponent, punctuating each strike with a shouted word. "GO - BACK - TO - HELL!" She barked, while the luchadora bounced up and down on the ropes like a gymnast on a trampoline. It wasn't long before the front of the Spanish woman's chest was covered with stinging red welts. Despite the pain, Hellcat attempted to counter with a swift punch, but Bengal caught it with a single hand.

"Is that all you've got? It feels like you're batting a ball of yarn," the Tiger sneered, rearing back her leg as she spoke. "Let me show you how a REAL catfight works!" With whiplike flexibility, she kicked her muscular leg high, striking Hellcat in the face with the sole of her boot! As her opponent reeled, Bengal spun around behind her. Standing on the apron, the Indian woman put one on top of her foe's skull, like a predator claiming a fresh kill. Her other hand reached toward Hellcat's flushed face.

Smirking, Bengal stuck out a long nail and begin to fishhook the inside of her opponent's cheek, while the crowd groaned in disgust - and more than a little confusion. Just what the hell was the Tiger doing now? Testing the sharpness of her fellow feline's teeth, perhaps? No, that wasn't it at all. As the fans watched, Bengal pulled back her hand, contorting the luchadora's face into a painful, forced smile.

"Why so serious, Hellcat?" Bengal purred, as the rookie thrashed on the end of her fingers. "Judging by your entrance, I thought you were the cheery one here. But you look so gloomy! C'mon, this is your big debut. I wanna see you SMILE!" She cranked back again, her own smile growing even wider. Meanwhile, Hellcat's jaw was being strained to the breaking point. She needed to find a way to escape soon, before her first LAW match ended in dental disaster!

[FlyingPeach3]

Hellcat attack had been counter and now she finder herself in a humiliating position, feeling her face be streach and play with like she was a toy to her opponent, the words from Bengal cutting Deep into Hellcat as she wanted nothing more then to fight back, opening her eyes Hellcat would see the faces of the crowd, some cheering for her to fight back while others tried to hide their signs with her name due to shame.

it was clear to Hellcat that Bengal try to bring her down so she couldnt allow this to continue so she would attempt to break the grip her opponent had on her by Elbowing the side of her abs, strike and strike Hellcat would not stop until Bengal let go and if she did Hellcat would roll back into the center of the ring and hold her cheek in pain, feeling it swallow a little bit and turning slighty red but there was no time for this she could visit a dentinst later for now it was time to fight and Hellcat would do just that by running to the opposite Set of ropes and looking to charge at Bengal while she still recover and hit her with a nasty Dropkick.

If succesfull Hellcat would raise her hand to the sky while saying the words "vamos gente denme su apoyo" which translated to spanish to "come on people give me your soupport"

Hellcat said in a upbeat and cheery tone and while not all of the audience member spoke spanish so a few shared a confused look they could tell that Hellcat was trying to hype them up so they would grab there posters and lift them high into the sky while they chanted for Hellcat to win the match