L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Jessica was rising from the floor now, as quickly as she could. The Violent Violet had a lot of pride in how tough she was, and would seek to assuage that wounded pride now. Lillian had floored her with one kick, and that was something that she would not tolerate. Pounding Lillian until she was unconscious would not change history, and Jessica knew that. But it would certainly make her feel a lot better for the time being, and Jessica was the type of woman to live her life in short bursts.

Just as she was looming over Lillian and getting ready to launch into a blow that would send someone into space, she was beset on all sides by the security staff. They grabbed both her arms, and started dragging her away. A quick tug was not enough to free them, which frustrated Jessica to no end.

Well, she could still make the best of a bad situation. The Violent Violet launched a powerful kick forward, hoping that the distance between them would not be increased to the point where she couldn't get one last blow in.

Jessica and Lillian were beset on all sides by security from the LAW staff, and the champion was furious as she found herself being pulled farther and farther away from Jessica, despite Lillian's urge to pound the Violent Violet until she was unrecognizable! Still, both her and her foe saw fit for at least one more move, as while Jessica threw out a kick at Lillian, the brunette did the same thing, their legs colliding in awkward fashion as Lillian was dragged away, but not without howling at Jessica as she went!

"That's it! And and me bitch, in the ring! I'll fuckin crush you!" The brunette cried out as she was pulled away, the champion furious enough to throw down such a challenge to Jessica! It would seem that the Violent Violet would get her wish, as her and Lillian had been set on an explosive and violent collision course!

Jessica didn't realize what had just happened until a second or so after it transpired. What she was focusing on was kicking the crap out of Lillian until she was knocked out, a prospect that was made a lot more difficult due to the fact that there were security guards pulling the dueling duo apart. She was charging forward, attempting to break free from the grip of the guards the same way a bull tries to escape from the rodeo.

"You fucking got it! You'll have a nice obituary!" And with that, the match was set. Jessica would be in a match with the champion. There was always a part of Jessica that thought that she was going to be offered a title match on any given day, and now she turned that dream into a reality on her own. A second ago, a look of pure anger was on her face. Now, a wry smile appeared.