Chelsea Forsters War (for CaptainL)

[RedShinigami]

"There you are! wha' 'as 'append? go' 'i' on 'he loaf of bread again?", the Eastender chuckled as he heard the voice of his friend again.
George and Chelsea knew each other for a few months now and George being George he of course had tried to flirt with Chelsea, the stubborn ones were the most exciting at the end of the day!
Their friendship developed fast on the multipal interests they shared and their common cultural background.
And the countless evening over at the bar with too much pints and whiskey, sometimes, when the Pub closed they resumed partying in George big flat, right above the Pub.

Until both got to comfy with each other at one night...which led to the most horrible morning in both lifes.
After Chelsea had stormed out, two weeks passed before the two of them managed getting to rearrange themselves, they resumed their friendship and Chelsea made sure to leave when the Pub closed. They decided that their friendship could take this "Mistake" and they never talked about it again. Until the older Forster mentioned it.
George heard it...an answered.

"ah...you 'eard 'ha'! tha' was my 'ear' breakin swee'hear'! 'ah can you accuse me ov such foul play! i jus' 'elped you 'akin a sea' a' 'he barstool!
if i 'ave 'ouched your bottle and glass 'hen i' was by 'o'al acciden'.
ok love, 'ake care an' call me soon!
i wan' 'o knah all abou' wha' 'appened 'ere! Cheerio!"

George voice left but the music stayed...and with each step the Bunny took she heard it, louder and louder...and singing, some somber lyrics...
"Don't take care of me, be scared of me
My misery owns me
I don't wanna be my enemy
My misery owns me now
Under the graveyard...
We're all rotting bones...


When Chelsea would peak around the corner she would see a familiar frame...familiar and then again not...
With her back to Chelsea, sitting on a stonebech, only dressed in a swimsuit was no other then her rival, Finella Edelstein, the Hellraiser.
But here was a person Chelsea had never seen before.
Her dark hair was flowing down over her back, the bathing suit hugged every lucious curve of Finellas shapely and curvy body, her hands were holding a violin and when she turned sideways Chelsea would see that she wore glasses.
She had no make up on her...

Here was not the Hellraiser, the Gimmick of Fin at LAW, here was Finella Edelstein, alone, in private.
Sheila had called her when she was ready to go out of the house and called in sick.
That left Finella with little options and so she decided to go for a swim and then practicing her violin.
How she loved to play it...
Her grandfather had given it to her and every sunday they gave a little "concert" to their family.
This were the times when Harmonia and Finella were still be happy, were they had their grandparents and parents and their respective others.
Tears trickled down the eyes of Finella as she played, partly of the memories, partly of the lyrics, partly because music always made her emotional...and why not...she was alone, all on her own. Harmonia told her that she would meet with Molly and they would be out until tonight. Karl visited his old Sensei, and the other girls also had left, it was still holiday season so they visited their parents and friends.

Finella stayed...the only person in this big mansion...
The beautiful austrian sang with a golden voice, another part of her, just a few people knew...
She practiced singing and playing the violin on a daily basis for over fifteen years now and became quite skilled.
And then it happened!
Finella turned around for a second.
"Hi Molly..."
The turned back.
Then froze...
Her body got tense...
Chelsea could see how every muscle in the body of her rival strained and how the violin started to tremble.

"....what....", was the only thing she heard as the instrument was put to the side with utter care....only for Finella to turn around.
Her gaze hit Chelsea...the Hellraiser stare..only that this time it was two blue eyes instead of a yellow and a blue one as Finella of course would'nt wear her contacts here.
"What...are...you...", she said with a husky voice, her face was red from embarressment.
"How long are you...have....have you broken in here?!", she said.
Both women stared at each other...
The air seemed to go denser...only the two of them were here....no one would hear when they teared at each other and Finella had no illusions...they would.

Her glasses:

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Her outfit:

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Harmonia was as happy as she could be.
Her career was on the rise, she was weeks short of a big gimmick change, she had the best of friends, a luxurious house, a wonderful girlfriend
and finally had managed to make up with said girlfriends sister who was'nt to keen on their relationship first.
But still Harmonia sat there and looked at her cake.
"Huh? Oh sorry Darling..I just.."
She took a sip from her coffee and took Mollys hand.
It was a natural thing by now, she took it and caressed it in hers, stroking it with her thumb or squeezing it softly.
"You said we did the right thing...and with Chelsea we did, yes...but what about Finella?"
She sighed.

"This is all a secret I keep from her and I feel a little bit guilty. We already have much problems, we are nothing alike, but you know that well too, huh? But you and you sister were never separated. Finella and I have'nt seen each other in six years and when the first happiness had worn off and we started to live together again...I realized how different and estranged we became...", she said with a sigh.
"It seems we have a good relationship but she is just behaving when you are here. We are constantly fighting and bickering. You know for a girl named "Harmonia", there is'nt much Harmony to be found.", she chuckled.
"Anyway..we help them both for their big fight at the PPV...and I can't help but think that I betray her...with helping her rival..but her rival...is the sister of my girlfriend...oh Molly..."
She took her fork and pierced a big strawberry, bit off a piece and offered the other piece to Molly with a slight smile.

"What a complicated relationship we have huh...not us two..I mean us four.", she said, not wanting Molly to think that she meant their relationship.
Molly and Harmonia were just made for each other it seemed. They spent much time together, sometimes not even talking, Molly reading mangas and Harmonia watching TV shows. It was so perfect. They both knew what the other wanted out of this and gave it to themselves...
"...so why can't our sisters be that way...", she ended her thoughts.

[CaptainL]

Chelsea grumbled to herself. There he was, making his silly excuses again. At the very least, George could be glad that he made for a decent enough drinking buddy, because Chelsea would never have found the strength to tolerate him otherwise. She let out a sigh as he hung up, then tossed her phone back in the bag. No matter. Now she had the gym to herself, and it was high time for her to work the stress out of her.

But barely a moment passed before it happened again. That same music. Chelsea's eyes widened, and she stood up straighter. Now she knew she hadn't imagined it. Someone else was here! A tingle of fear went down her spine at the thought of who that might be. But Chelsea's curiosity was even stronger. Though she couldn't shake the feeling she wouldn't like what she'd find...she had to know. It was that curiosity that led her to move forward, closer to the sound, and when it grew louder with every step she took, so too did her curiosity grow more and more. Chelsea leaned in a little closer to the noise, quickening her step the closer she drew. And then, at last, she turned the corner - and there she saw her.

It was Finella. And yet, the context of the scene still made Chelsea fall silent. The Finella she knew was loud, boistrous, a rabble-rouser to the end - a true kindred spirit of Chelsea's, and yet that only made her hate her more. It was because their personalities and their drives to lead were so strong that the two inevitably came into contact whenever they rubbed shoulders; the world simply wasn't big enough for two of them. Yet...this woman wasn't the Hellraiser Chelsea knew.

She looked like Finella, sure. But playing the violin? Singing with such a soft, such a positively angelic voice? It was the furthest thing Chelsea could imagine from what she knew of her. And yet, she was seeing it all before her; it was all too real, and too tangible, to be anything but.

Stunned, Chelsea could do little more than stare in silence. But she wouldn't have long before Finella took notice. She looked back over her shoulder - and Chelsea was caught in her gaze. The Englishwoman stood still and stiff, her eyelid twitching, as she waited for the inevitable explosion.

And at last, it came, as Finella's voice grew into a roar. All the surprise was forgotten; once again, Chelsea's mind was swallowed up by the kind of rage that could only come from staring down her rival in such a pitched moment. Her teeth clenched and her fists balled tight. She couldn't let this happen! This was supposed to be Chelsea's time to feel superior, to at last know that she had sat foot on her rival's territory unimpeded. And yet, it couldn't last. Once again, Finella had to take that from her! Even when a moment of triumph seemed within Chelsea's grasp, she wasn't even allowed that!

"I could say juss de same about ye!" she growled, stomping her foot on the floor as she leaned closer. "W's de matti, got bored o' flashin' yer bristlers fe once? Er...er do ye juss wanna rub it in more? Can't be satisfied wi' anythin', can ye?!" Every muscle of Chelsea's body twitched, and she locked eyes on Finella, never taking them far from her lest she strike in the split-second she looked away. She was ready to spring at the slightest provocation - and knowing Finella, that wouldn't be long. She stormed in closer, getting into Finella's face. Already, her fingers were curling, ready to wring her neck! "Fer yer information, it wuz yer sister oo lerrus in 'ere, like. If you've got an issue, you'll 'uv ter take it up wi' 'er!"

Meanwhile, back in the cafe, Molly let out a sigh, leaning over the table to rest her chin in her hands as she faced her girlfriend with concern. At last, Harmonia began to sip her coffee, yet even as Molly felt her squeeze her hand - a gesture she was quick to mirror - she couldn't quite be satisfied. She knew something was eating at Harmonia, and - just as she'd promised to her - she wanted to help.

As she listened to Harmonia explain her predicament, Molly nodded. "I...I see. I can't imagine how hard that would be. Chelsea and I might disagree on a lot of things, but...at the end of the day, we still love each other. You, though..." Molly bit her lip, cringing at the thought. She knew how hostile Chelsea was around even the subject of Finella. She couldn't imagine what it would be like living with someone at her throat, day in and day out.

Yet, something else gave Molly hope. She watched Harmonia offer her a piece of the strawberry, and she was eager to take it, but she thought about what she'd said - that the four of them were a complicated relationship all their own. Harmonia's concerns were valid ones. Yet, Molly could see the bright side.

"Look at it this way, Moni," she said, squeezing at the model's hand. "Maybe...this is our chance. Maybe, if I help you out...it'll be all we need to bring the four of us together? You're my girlfriend, and Chelsea's my sister, and the both of you are my partners and clients. We're all tied together, and maybe that'll be enough to overcome our differences..."

Yet as much as Molly was optimistic, she still knew the elephant in the room all too well - and she looked down with a sigh. "I mean...if Finella doesn't tear it all down, anyway..." If the four of them coming together could overcome their differences, it seemed just as likely that those differences would cause it all to shatter.

[RedShinigami]

Finella looked at Chelsea and Chelsea looked back at Finella.
If someone could believe that there were heaven and hell then these two seemed to have crawlen out of the latter to settle their score on earth.
Fin and Chelsea had much in common.
One could argue that this was the recipe for friendship.
Here it was not.
From the first minute those two hotheads saw each other there was tension.
Fin hated Chelseas bragging behaviour, seeing it as that what it was, disrespect for her country and worse for her sister and herself.

Finella was always a rebel.
Loud, foulmouthed, troubleseeking.
Be it boys and girl the same age or younger, it did'nt matter, if they crossed her and Harmonia they were down for a beating.
When Finellas grandfather died, something in her died with it as her grandfather, next to Harmonia, was the only person that got her.
After this she became more and more rebellious.
Staying out long at night, picking up fights and get drunk at the local rockbar in Graz almost weekly.
Also there was the constant changing of partners as their was another desire in the young girl.

When she lost her virginity to a sixteen year old guy with the age of fourteen, Finella developed an intensive hunger for the pleasure of the flesh, especially with other girls, even girls in relationships, that brought her in trouble with they boyfriends of said girls.

Finella was a force of nature, not meant to be stopped. It was like a Hurricane. Accept that he comes your way, prepare yourself and hope for the best.

The strict rules in her catholic school did'nt do much more as making her even more defiant. And when Finella seduced a female classmate she was about to be expelled but went away from the school before the humiliating process could get in motion.

Without proper education she traveled around her home country and its neighbouring states, working as waitress, delivery girl and even stripper. Nothing was too low when you were hungry.
She tried to reach out to Harmonia but it seemed that her uncle had hid her away from her. This Bastard.
One day, when she was working at a stripclub in Croatia, she witnessed some guys talking about an illegal underground wrestling club.
Always a fighter and even wrestling with her sister for fun, the seventeen year old went to Zagreb were the fights were held and was immediatly caught.

After presenting herself to the manager who was entranced by Finellas good looks he took her in for all kinds of sexy matches until he found out that Finella handeled herself in hardcore and death matches too.
From there she got her countless scars that were most prominently seen on her back.
Finella knew the ropes and knew she wanted to be top bitch.

And everyone who questioned it was about to get under her boot.
And with Chelsea she had found her most formidable foe yet.
Chelsea stormed at her, as was expected, but the Hellraiser remained calm, even if her inside was burning with rage.
But the final straw was, what Chelsea said to her face.
"You fucking liar...", she growled and lifted on arm.
But not for a punch, no, she grabbed Chelseas hand, not in love but to entangle their fingers.
"How dare you...breaking in here and tell such lies...", she said while their heads almost budded against each other.
There she grabbed the left hand and now both their arms were in position.
"But anyway, it is good that you are. Perfect training for the PPV. You know the only way this will end today, huh?", Finella said, not sugarcoating what would happen here today.
No ref, no other persons.

The mansion had become the battleground for two demons who could tear into each other without rules and interference.
And slowly their arms rose to start the test of strength that had slowly formed itself as both womens heads started to rest on their respective others shoulders while their bodies pressed into each other.
The final test for Finella and Chelsea had begun...
Finellas body was still wet from the swim she had taken and her halfnaked, wet body pressed onto Chelsea, wettening her gym clothes in the process but none of them cared for this at the moment.

Harmonia smiled softly and finally got appetite again.
Molly...since she had her everything seemed to have a happy end.
"Say, is there something you cannot do?", Harmonia smiled and made up for Mollys progress in eating her cake with speed and hunger.
Of course, even if she ate fast,there was a form of grace and dignity about Harmonia that was undeniable.

"My dear Molly, you might be on to something there, you know? If we three can work together,maybe Finella can. I mean she managed to make peace with you, has'nt she..."
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Harmonia blushed a little...not only had Molly and Finella made up that evening two weeks ago...it became a night neither Harmonia and Molly would ever forget and when remembered about it Harmonia bent forward over the table and kissed Molly.
"I love you Molly.", she whispered softly and kissed the tip of Mollys nose too , still remaining close.
"That was the most wonderful night in my whole life.", she went on and her face blushed a little more.
Then she leaned back and sighed.
"So, Molly let me tell you this. Even if my sisters hate themselves unil their death, this has nothing to do with our feelings for each other, ok? We try with then, because we love them but if they don't want, they don't want. I love them both but my most important person sits here, you understand that?", Harmonia smiled.
"WE will work Molly and that is the beautiful thing about it. Neither Finella nor Chelsea will be able to break any of this.", she promised.

It was true. Since the three weeks they were together, Harmonia had nothing but good days, when they could'nt see each other they called and when together they immediatly knew what to talk about. A match made in heaven so to speak as the other one was forged in hell.

"I am sure it will work out. They both are wild and proud. From a wrestler standpoint out I say, let them decide this at the PPV. We will help as much as we can. And both have to understand that we help both fo them because..."
She winked at Molly.
"...thats what family is here for, huh?"

[CaptainL]

From the moment the two locked eyes, the contract was already signed in blood. Chelsea and Finella had crossed paths in only the most sacred ground for the Hellraiser - her home territory, the Eagles' Nest itself. There was no way that this confrontation could end in anything but fists being thrown.

Yet only now did the two come together, their hands linking and their fingers entangling. Chelsea leaned in closer to her rival, her forehead inches away from Finella's own as her eyes narrowed and she growled under her breath. When Finella reached for her other hand, she was already raising an arm to mirror the gesture. Both of them knew full well what would happen, and neither of them cared. Though they hated each other, there was one thing they could agree on, and when it came to a fight, they would always meet in the middle.

Her eye twitching at the Wolf's accusations, Chelsea's fingers gripped tighter to Finella's, and she leaned in closer still. "I 'ay what I've beun terld," Chelsea growled. "Yer own sister knows you're unbearable. So much so dat she wants firkin done about it, like. And if dat firkin 'as ter be me..." She leaned in closer, her fingers squeezing down in between Finella's now as she applied a white-knuckled grip, the tension settling into her body. "Dun so be it!"

At the same time she spoke the final word, Chelsea's body exploded in a surge of energy. She shoved hard at Finella's hands, trying to force her back; it was though she couldn't stand her very presence so close to her, no more than Finella could stand her presence on her home ground. Both of them were desperate to claim this as their territory, and they'd fight to the bitter end for it! As she pushed the Wolf aside, Chelsea kicked up her knee, looking to shove it into Finella's stomach to close the gap between them!

Back in the cafe, meanwhile, the other sisters were enjoying each others' company far more. At Harmonia's praise, Molly blushed hard, giggling nervously as she raised her hands to cover her face. "Oh, gosh..! I wouldn't go that far, Moni..." But even still, Harmonia believed in her. Molly had committed to doing whatever she could to ease the Austrian's burdens, and Harmonia wouldn't want it from anyone less.

She smiled wider as Harmonia kissed her, the tension leaving her body with a sigh. "Yeah...don't worry," she said. "No matter what anyone thinks, or anyone says...we'll still have each other. I'm not going to let anything get in our way if I have anything to say about it. And if anything comes up, I'm sure between the two of us, we'll figure out a way."

She leaned across the table, reaching for Harmonia's hands, as her eyes met hers and her face broke into a grin. "Always," she added, giving another firm squeeze to her girlfriend's palms.

[RedShinigami]

Finellas hate and distain for the the englishwoman dripped out of every pore in her body.
These two had found each other as had their sisters...and not in a good way.
The Hellraiser wanted nothing more then to have her under her heel and begging.
Like two wild animals they were about to fight about a very productive hunting ground, the expensive and modern gym of the Eagles Nest.

But it was'nt just that, Chelsea and Finella were like to leaders of different gangs who fought about their territory, their pride and everything that came with it.
For those two the only logical end to this war could only be total annhihilation.
And both women were ready to take all they had to hurt,humiliate and shame the other one.
Finella had counted on Chelsea starting of strong and stood her ground,but her naked feet, who were still wet from the swim she took slid away and the Hellraiser cursed before getting a hard knee into her gut.
"Guargh..."
Finella bent over and coughed saliva on the floor while her hands still were entangled with the english woman.
The battle had begun and Chelsea had first advantage...
"You fucking slut...I kill you...", she promised and looked up, her blue eyes were cold orbs of fury.
And without a warning her head shot up, aiming for Chelseas chin...if she was fast enough.

Harmonia and Molly left the cafe and walked into the sunny, but cold december day.
"Almost new year...time flies...in two months I have my first year here...and so much happened. It is unbelievable.", Harmonia said, having Molly at her her arm as they along a dreamy alley to a small lake.
"Still can't believe how lucky I am.", she said and leaned her head against Mollys.
"You know, I left all my issues and fears behind but still...looking at the massive talent of LAW...don't you feel small sometimes? I mean, even if the people know and like you...it is so damn hard to stand out in LAW. And I lied to you, I still have one fear...", she said and sighed.
"That the people give a crap about my change.", she whispered.
"I know, I know I should'nt think about that but still...it haunts me a little.", she said truthfully and rolled her eyes while they walked through the trees, the lake coming in sight.
"I just want to give the people a good time and maybe,just maybe becoming a champ. That is a goal I set for myself and dammit Molly, I want to reach it.", she said and her defiant look, the look she had when Harmonia knew what she wanted appeared.
A strong, proud look that left no room for doubts.

[CaptainL]

Their very presence in the same room as one another was enough to stand as a declaration of war, and it was a declaration that Chelsea was not going to turn down. Her teeth bared in a snarl that seemed more like that of a wild animal, just before she swung her knee straight into Finella's gut! The blow landed with a crack, causing her to double over forward. Yet she wouldn't go far - Chelsea knew better than to let up on the Hellraiser even for a minute, and she tightened her grip around Finella's wrists to keep her in place. After all, she'd have plenty more to do with her before this night was up.

"Juss go 'ed and try it, like!" she snapped, leaning closer in against Finella. Chelsea shoved against her hands with her full weight, as though trying to steer her back now that her balance was compromised. She bent forward at the knee with one leg while the other stretched out behind her. "Ye couldn't evun break me little finger if ye tried!" But Finella wasn't going to let herself be so easily swayed by Chelsea's efforts. In fact, they were only encouraging her to fight back even harder, and to hit Chelsea just as forcefully - something she put to the task now, as she swung her head up to slam it against the underside of the Englishwoman's chin!

"GHHK-!!" As she let out a hiss, Chelsea's head snapped toward the sky, a trail of spittle flying from between her clenched teeth. She began to double backward - but she wasn't about to let Finella get a shot like this in without paying her back, either. The worst thing she could do was to let the Wolf reign unopposed! She held on tight to Finella's hands, and as she at last lost her footing and fell back, she pulled down hard on Finella's arm, looking to throw her over her shoulder so that she'd land on the bench behind her!

But while the scene at the Eagles' Nest was one of war, outside, on the streets of Tokyo, Molly and Harmonia were at peace. The younger of the Forster sisters took in a breath of fresh air, straightening her back and looking around. "Yeah...it's crazy to think about it, huh? It feels like you've been around so much longer...I guess you really have made a big impact. And a lot's happened in just one year, too."

Shuffling her body around, Molly slung her arm around Harmonia's side to stay closer to her, and she looked back at her with a smile. They made their way to a lake, and Molly lingered a while, watching their reflection as they stood arm in arm above the water. Even in a city as massive as this one, there were still little parks like these, tucked away where only a select few would know where they were. Even when they were surrounded by millions, it felt like Harmonia and Molly had this place all to themselves.

Molly blushed as Harmonia talked about how lucky she was, but she let her muscles go slack, allowing the Austrian to relax against her side. "Honestly..." she began, "Kinda, I guess. Even when Chelsea and I were at We Are LAW, we still lost more than we won. I mean, I had fans, and I got attention, but a lot of that was carried over from my cosplaying days, I think. I always try my best to make my matches memorable, but sometimes I wonder if it's enough..." Molly kicked a pebble into the water, watching the ripples radiate out from it. "But I think...all that matters is trying my best. As long as I stick to that, I'll be fine."

Then, as the model went on about her fears and regrets, Molly turned to look up at her. Her fingers coiled tighter around Harmonia's hand, holding it close. "I understand, Moni...but I think you really are a great wrestler. You beat Amirah in the cage match, that was really impressive! Even when we faced each other...well, I don't know as much about wrestling as some people, sure. But I could definitely see the makings of a superstar in you then." She gave her hand a tighter squeeze - and, as Molly looked up to see the determination on Harmonia's face, her own smile grew wider. "Once you get out there and show the world how the Superstar handles things in the ring...I think they'll all see."

[RedShinigami]

Finally their bodies had healed.
After three weaks of getting up in the morning, feeling like a truck had hit them they had healed, only to destroy themselves again.
And this time it was'nt like in the Wolf and the Bunny, what happened in the Wolf and the Bunny, on a psychological level, was finally bound to happen like it always was supposed to be.
Body against Body, fist against fist.
What would happen here was the prelude of things to come in their PPV clash. Something both knew would go down in history for positive and negative reasons.

What happened here was a streetfight in its purest form. Everything goes, everything was a weapon, the whole mansion was theirs to pummel themselves around and they would use every minute of it.
Finella spat out saliva on the floor as the knee of Chelsea had hit her unprepared, their fingers still interlocked in a hateful grap.
"You, annoying, little, nuisance!", Finella shouted through gritted teeth and her head shot up in a devastating headbutt into Chelseas chin, ramming her lockjaw hard.
Both tumbled and Finellas naked feet slipped as Chelsea took control and slammed her over her shoulder on the massive marble bench of the room.
"GAAAAAAGKH!"
The air was pressed out of Finellas body as she landed and the sound she made as she tried to get back air into her lungs was whinceinducing.
Still, they had just begun.
"Ghg...oh please Chels...", Finella said, always using the distinct nickname she had given her and grabbed for the blonde hair of her rival, pulling her closer and clenching her fist...
"Given your record..."
PUNCH!
"...even a..."
SMACK!
"...fucking Elton John could beat you up!"
CRACK!
With the last sound of Finellas fist that was ramming itself in Chelseas face, echoing in a sickening crack through the big, tilted room, she let go of the brits hair,shoving her down and trying to get air back into her system as she was lying across the bench, sputtering and coughing...
Their war had begun and it started as brutal as it could be...
"You...you...know...",she suddenly said and began to laugh between wheezes.
"Some people could call the things we do here...unhealthy...", she said and her cold blue eyes met Chelseas who was on the floor before her.

Harmonia listened to what Molly had to say and nodded.
"I understand you. And frankly, I mean I told you that, but your energy, your absolute positivity and to make a good show...thats when I fell in love with you Molly. When you smiled at me and stripped down only to give the crowd a good time. You did'nt even ask yourself if it was worth your time. And that really stuck with me...and of course seeing you in bra and panties.", she chuckled and finally was in a good mood again.
Harmonia tried to stay like this.
Sometimes she was thinking too much and got in a somewhat brooding mood, she did'nt want Molly to cope with that so often, so Harmonia smiled and, in the good mood that she was, just grabbed Molly and flung her around.
The park was empty, just for them.
She came to an halt, and held Molly tight against her, all the way giving her the sweetest and biggest grin she could muster.
She knew that Molly loved it when she smiled.
And so Harmonia smiled and it was'nt acted. It was honest.
"Listen...as you manage me now. I had another idea. I don't know how you think about it, or Chelsea, but I think it could work..."

[CaptainL]

Chelsea and Finella knew that their rivalry could only stay confined to the realm of insults and challenges for so long. Sooner or later, they would inevitably come to blows - and if either of them had anything to say about it, that was a confrontation that simply couldn't wait until they met at the next PPV. Sooner or later, fate would bring them together, and the questions that still lay unanswered would be addressed with each others' fists! Now, with Molly and Harmonia out of the picture, there was nothing to hold them back. The mansion was their arena and their battleground, now wide open to them. And they were intent on putting every inch of it to good use!

Chelsea's head swung back with a sickening crack as Finella's forehead slammed against her jaw. She went reeling in an arc, her teeth chattering against each other off the force of the strike. The blonde knew she couldn't hold on for long, and that against such force she'd need to let go - but if that was the case, she'd be damned if she didn't bring Finella down with her! The last thing she could stand was letting her rival claim an unopposed victory over her in anything she did. She was tired of being one-upped at every turn, and if Finella was going to land a blow against her, Chelsea would pay that back tenfold!

Chelsea pulled at the Hellraiser's arm as she fell, and the two of them struck the bench at the same time. The force of the impact sent a shockwave through their bodies, rattling their bones as they both reeled and trembled. For a second, Chelsea lay there, gasping and panting to try and get the air back in her lungs enough to keep fighting. But to Chelsea, if there was anything worth celebrating, it was that Finella was in much the same boat!

At last finding her strength returning to her, the Englishwoman began to sit back up. She turned back to face her foe, only for Finella to grab her by the hair. The pain on her scalp caused her to wince, but the worst was yet to come - as Finella only wanted to get a handhold to line up a hard punch right to her face! With every hit that landed, Chelsea's body bucked and shook, and saliva flew from her throat. Her head was being snapped this way and that, and with each blow that landed, she let out another groan. "Fook! Gah-! Fookin' bitch-! Wanker!"

Chelsea had had enough of this, and it was time to get even! One hand flew for the back of Finella's head, her fingers lacing around her hair as she yanked back with all her might. The other hand balled into a fist and flew wildly, striking at the Wolf's face at every direction. Every punch Finella got in was one that Chelsea had to pay back in kind, and every hit she landed was punctuated by another shout. "Go ter 'ell! Eat shit!"

When Finella let go of Chelsea, the release would be no less explosive, as the Scouser was shoved off the bench with the force of one last punch. Chelsea tumbled aside, dropping off the bench and landing flat on her back, where her chest rose and fell with haggard gasps. But she didn't care how much it hurt. As long as Finella Edelstein was still standing, Chelsea knew her work wasn't done.

She began to sit up, staring daggers back at the brunette. Even as she rubbed her temples, she stared out with a piercing glare, and her teeth clenched in a snarl. "Piss off! Like I care about w's healthy er not! If 'atin' yer sorry guts isn't bright, dun call me dead inna year, like!" It was the force of sheer hatred and adrenaline alone that kept Chelsea going as she lifted herself to her feet. Once again, she swung her hand out to grab Finella by the hair - but this time, when she pulled, it was to slam her head hard into the unforgiving surface of the lockers! If that hit, Chelsea would keep her held in place as her other fist hammered at her gut!

Molly, meanwhile, hung by Harmonia's side, nodding to every word she said. She squeezed tighter at Harmonia's hand, thinking back fondly on the memories of their match. "Heheh, well...I knew what you were going for, so I figured I might as well do my part!" She smiled a little wider as she said that. While between Finella and Chelsea what happened in the match was personal, Molly and Harmonia just wanted to make an impact, and they were both out to make sure it landed. Perhaps that was part of what brought them together - they both had the same desires, and the same priorities. It was almost like they were thinking with the same mind.

...But, all sentimentality aside, Molly still had to blush when Harmonia brought up her wrestling her in her underwear, even if it had been her idea. "Oh, c'mon...I'm sure I can't compare to you..." But she giggled louder as Harmonia pulled her against her side, and she threw her arms around the Austrian, nestling in against her shoulder. She was just happy to be here with her, no matter what.

"Hmm? Another idea?" Molly looked up to meet eyes with her girlfriend. "What's that?"

[RedShinigami]

Finella and Chelsea were much alike and then again like ice and fire.
Even if the Hellraiser was easily irritated herself, it was nothing to the temper of Chelsea Forster who was on fire in like milliseconds Finella kept a cool head for much longer.

Where Chelsea punched out of passion and not being the most patient person, Finella struck when she set her sights on someone. Living up to her demonic name the Hellraiser started a psychological warfare over a long period. Humiliating and shaming her prey were she could and finally crush the broken shell under her boots.

But Chelsea would'nt give in like the others did. In fact, Finella was at the end of her wits.
She humiliated, belittled and shamed her but Chelsea always came back, stronger then before it seemed.
And if the Hellraiser was honest to herself...she was fucking pissed!
No other chick had dared to be defiant as the scouser and that fact worried Finella and what worried her made her hate.

Finella had not relented before the "great power" of the Hellraiser and also she and Molly made it personal by getting her sister against her, sparking the hate even more until all hell broke lose!

"Guuuhhgha!"
Chelsea grabbed her hair in return and sent punch after relentless punch into her face.
"Gnh...fuck...slut...", she groaned and let go of Chelseas hair, shoving her down to the floor and grabbing it.
"ghh..."

Chelsea had the first advantage and she used it when grabbing Finella after that short pause and hoisted her on her feet.
Finella was still out of it and Chelsea would capitalize full force as she sent Finellas hurting head into the lockers.

"Gagh!"
And when Chelseas fist was about to her target, Finella stepped to the side and the englishwomans hand hammered into the steellockers with all the power she had in her clenched fist
.
Knowing that she had to recover Finella decided to wrap her strong arms around Chelseas in a standing sleeperhold, triying to ease the pain in her head by choking Chelsea.
"There, you stupid blonde cunt! Now let's have fun!", Finella screamed and started to walk them outside the closed area into the gym where she let herself fall one of the benchpresses and hardened her grip on Chelsea, who was on top of her.
"I fucking choke you out and make you my BITCH!", she screamed.



Harmonia laughed. Still, after all the stuff they did in the ring, they were all practically kids.
Harmonia was 23 and Molly was 19. 10 years earlier they still were playing with their toys.
As for Harmonia, she had to learn to grow up fast when she turned 16. Learn everything she needed to know about being a woman and other things a mother taught, on herself.

Harmonia was 23 yes but she had the Aura of an much more mature woman, making her the head of the eagles household even if there were women her age or even older.
Harmonia had learned one thing after six years of walking the catwalks of the world, meeting presidents, kings, princes, tycoons, rubbing shoulders with the creme de la creme...namely looking after herself.

It did'nt happen only once that she was asked, for large summs of money of course, to sleep with...well not to say names but certain men with money and dead, orange animals stuck to their heads, for example. Offers she kindly refused.
She was nothing more then a beautiful piece of meat for people to lust and oggle about.
Not a human being but something to drool over and jerk off too.
Not so for Molly.
For Molly Harmonia was everything it seemed, not only a beautiful body but a beautiful soul she could take care off and look after. It seemed that there were people that needed support and people that provided it. And two such people had found each other.

Harmonia did'nt need to look out for herself anymore. Now someone helped her with it, a english Guardian Angel and she could'nt be happier.
"I love you...", Harmonia said out of the blue and kissed Mollys head.
"Oh sorry Molly, about my plan...", she smiled.
"I saw the outfit you would wear to my promo. With boots and a few adjustements...", she said and then looked playfully in the other direction.
"Suppose...if you want to fight with your girlfriend.", she said and chuckled as she already knew the answer.

[CaptainL]

Finella had tried her best to break Chelsea, all right. She was trying to get under her skin and whittle away at her pride, constantly showing her up in the ring and out, and making a fool of her whenever she could. Chelsea felt that. But rather than shy away, hopeless and afraid at what her opponent could do to her, she used that shame to fuel her hatred! Chelsea was a dominant, rebellious woman, one who didn't take no for an answer or let anyone boss her around. Every time Finella tried to put her in a corner, Chelsea was only reminded more and more of how she needed to get back at her, and to prove once and for all she wouldn't be intimidated into backing down!

Now, as Chelsea whipped Finella around to slam her head into the lockers, she felt like that long-awaited payback was finally coming to fruition. The sound of the loud clang ringing out through the locker room was a satisfying one, as was the sight of the dent left by Finella's skull. But Chelsea wasn't done yet. She couldn't be! After all Finella had done to her, leaving it at this simply wouldn't satisfy her. She needed so much more. Finella had a debt to pay in her blood, and Chelsea was here to collect it.

Hissing through clenched teeth, the Englishwoman drew back a tightly-coiled fist, ready to slam it straight into Finella's face. But the Wolf wasn't as dazed as Chelsea had given her credit for - and, at the last second, she stepped to the side, leaving Chelsea's fist to strike right at the cold steel! At once, she cried out in pain, pulling her fist back to rub at her knuckles to try and dull the throbbing sensation. "GAAAH-!! Goddammit, dat rags-!" she grumbled, leaning back from the lockers. But Finella was already on the move - and the next thing Chelsea knew, her arm was thrown around her throat, and she was pulling her out of the locker room!

Gasping and sputtering, Chelsea was drawn out toward the gym, Finella directing her with her arm like it was a leash around her neck. That, of course, only made Chelsea angrier - not only was she letting her rival hurt her like this, but she was controlling her, mocking her! Even if there was no one around to see it, the sheer insolence of Finella's gesture was enough to make her blood boil! When Finella dropped onto one of the benches, with Chelsea atop her, the blonde couldn't do anything about it. She could only stare back at her out the corner of her eye, while her teeth were clenched in a snarl, and she reached up to grab at her arm with both hands to try and pry it off her throat. But below her, her legs were kicking wildly and stomping at whatever she could reach. "Shut up!! Shut UP!" Chelsea didn't have a lot of options, but she wasn't going to concede without a fight!

Molly, meanwhile, had been greeted by Harmonia with a kiss, and though her face grew red from the unexpected gesture, she nevertheless let out a content sigh, leaning in against her girlfriend's side. She, too, was new to being this committed to anyone. She had never been accepted into the sorts of elite circles Harmonia had, and her name was hardly as famed, but she had a successful career as a cosplayer online and at conventions, and she was no stranger to having fans - even those who proclaimed their love for her. Molly was charmed by the thought that she meant that much to people, but no one ever inspired quite the same feelings in her. No one, that was, until Harmonia. But when she was around Harmonia, she knew that everything would be right. Everything would be okay. She could trust her with anything.

"No, no, it's okay," she explained. Looking back up at the Austrian with a smile, Molly reached for her hands, looking to take them in her own as the two stepped closer to close the gap. She smiled wider when she heard Harmonia comment on the outfit she'd designed for her role as Harmonia's manager, a plan they'd already agreed upon. But now, Harmonia had an offer to make of her own - and it was one that caused Molly to gasp.

"W-What..? Me? You want me to..?!" The intent was unmistakable. Molly wouldn't just be Harmonia's girlfriend, or her manager or her hype woman. They were going to go all the way - and they would take to the ring as a team! At once, Molly's grin broke even wider across her face; she jumped up and down, unable to contain her enthusiasm. She couldn't think of anything less she would want to do for Harmonia.

"Yes! Yes, of course I would! It'd be an honor, truly..." However, a moment later, Molly's enthusiasm began to fade as something else crept into her thoughts. Taking a pause as she settled back down to earth, she looked back over her shoulder into the distance. She was, of course, part of a team already, and as much as she was enthused about taking the next step in her and Harmonia's relationship...she had own loyalties, too.

"Er...you think that'll work, though-?" she said hesitantly. "What...about Chelsea?"