Shibuya Street Fight for the Loser Belt! Renee VS. Bengal, Part 2!

[BengalTheBlazeTiger]

The two fighters were finally ousted from the restaurant by the furious staff, but not before they'd caused over a million yen's worth of damages. Bengal hissed as a janitor swatted her in the back of the head, twisting around and yanking the broom out of the man's grasp. Before she could retaliate, however, Renee's hand cracked across her face like a whip, sending the Tiger sprawling into the street. The Renegade followed up with a barrage of stomps, swearing angrily each time her foot came down. She didn't seem likely to stop anytime soon - not until Bengal was a pancake, at least.

The Tiger tried to guard herself with the broom handle, holding it in front of her like a bō staff. She managed to block a few stomps, but Renee's overwhelming power quickly snapped the tool in half. Growing desperate, Bengal began jabbing at her opponent's ankles with the two halves of the broken broom, trying to scratch her with the splintery wood. Hopefully, that would force the Renegade to back off.

[ReneeCockyUndercard]

Renee eventually stopped stomping on Bengal as she would see the few pokes of the wood of the broom she snapped in half by stomping on Bengal. Though she gave it a good rub and got back up. That was when Renee decided to take her into another store that conveniently brought up memories of their tag team.

Renee would drag Bengal by her hair and threw her into the glass pane of a gym called プラネットフィットネス or “Planet Fitness”. There she would rub Bengal’s face in the glass as the exercisers inside would watch Bengal’s “fat face” be displayed in front of them. This time, Renee would bring Bengal through the front door as she then threw her into the gym and started shoving her down with her foot as they walked in.

“Cmon Bengal. I thought you were the stronger Desert Tiger, right? This is what you kept bragging to me throughout our careers? Beating my weight lifting record? Hmm? Hmm?! Get up Bengal! You’re embarrassing yourself.”

[BengalTheBlazeTiger]

As Renee dragged Bengal's face across the glass, the Tiger could see people inside the gym, staring back at her with eyes like saucers. It felt like she was looking into a tank at some bizarre aquarium, with people instead of fish. She didn't have much time to people-watch, however. The Renegade was already pushing her through the doors of the building. With one mighty kick, she sent Bengal flying across the gym, while panicked patrons scattered and ran for the fire exit. The Tiger slammed into the mirrors built into the far wall, leaving behind a spiderweb of fine cracks, before sliding to the floor.

Looking around blearily, Bengal noticed that she was sitting by a tall rack of weights. How appropriate, she thought to herself bitterly. After all, lifting days had always been Renee's favorite, when the two of them were training together. It was true that Bengal had always bragged about beating the Renegade's records one day, although she'd never actually done it. She certainly wasn't going to do it now, with her head ringing and shards of glass poking into her back. But she could still use the weights - just not in the way that Renee was expecting.

"Lift this, meathead!" she snarled, then lashed out with a kick, breaking off the prong that held the bottom-most, heaviest weights in place. That started a chain reaction, as barbells and plates started to slide off the rack, knocking others off in turn. Knowing what was about to happen, Bengal quickly rolled away to a safe distance. A split-second later, half the equipment in the gym was tumbling down like a rockslide, threatening to crush Renee!

[ReneeCockyUndercard]

Renee would have tunnel vision, dead set on causing Bengal more damage to her. However, she would then see Bengal pull out something and roll out of the way. She would be confused until one of the small weights fell near her foot as she turned to see the whole weight rack starting to fall on her. To preserve herself from a deadly spot, Renee would actually dive out of the way and bonked her face in one of the bicycle machines. She would hold the bridge of her nose in pain as she looked at the aftermath of the dropped weight rack.

“What the actual fuck, Bengal! Are you trying to kill me? You fucking bitch! I should kick your ass more for even attempting my life.”

Renee quickly got up and would storm towards Bengal. There, she would start throwing shoot punches towards her, deservingly pissed that Bengal would do something like that. She was definitely trying to draw blood now.

[BengalTheBlazeTiger]

Renee's words brought Bengal a brief moment of clarity. She might not have been trying to kill anyone, but her stunt with the weight rack had definitely put the Renegade at serious risk of injury. How had things gotten to this point? The two of them had once been best friends, until Bengal's jealousy and spite had poisoned everything. The Tiger cast her mind back to the early days of her wrestling career, remembering all the times that Renee had helped her when she failed at weightlifting, or spotted her money for some late-night food. Even if Renee's superior strength had always made her self-conscious, it felt nice to have someone watching her back. Maybe, if she could just let go of her envy, those good feelings would come back. Maybe -

Then Renee's fist crashed into her face, and Bengal abruptly lost her train of thought. She forgot everything, except the taste of blood in her mouth, and her desire for vengeance. "Quit whining," she hissed at the Renegade, reddened spit leaking between her clenched teeth. "You never had a life to begin with!" As she spoke, her hands scrabbled across the floor, looking for another weapon amid the clutter of spilled items. But all she could find was a nylon jump rope. It would have to do, for now. Bengal reared up from the floor, attempting to wrap the rope around Renee's neck to throttle her!

[ReneeCockyUndercard]

Renee wouldn’t allow Bengal to wrap the nylon jump rope around her neck. However, she would grab the rope and would pull her close to where she delivered an elbow to the face of Bengal. If that worked, Renee would be the one to tie the two up as they were now in close quarters combat.

“You remember how I’d always beat your ass in close quarters combat? Yeah. I can still kick your ass in it to this day. And don’t worry Bengal. I won’t be pulling punches neither.”

Renee then started throwing shoot punches to bust up Bengal. She was definitely showing how much strength she had behind her hatred for her former tag team partner. All the times she was nice to Bengal when they were traveling together on the road. All the times she spent the rest of her paycheck for the night so that Bengal could eat. All the times she was the shoulder to cry on whenever the Desert Tigers were defeated. It all came crumbling down with the blood trickling down each other’s faces. The tension between the two creating fireworks to shoot out; or was it a possible tooth, who knows.

[BengalTheBlazeTiger]

Bengal did remember how Renee used to beat her in close-quarters sparring, even if she didn't want to. She might be about to get her wish, she reflected. If the Renegade kept beating her in the head, she wasn't going to remember anything very shortly. Her vision seemed to flash and flicker with every blow, and there was even more blood in her mouth now. She decided to use that last part to her advantage.

She waited for Renee to draw back her fist again, then blew a crimson spray into her rival's eyes, attempting to blind her. If she succeeded, she'd have an opening to get to her feet and collar the Renegade by the neck. Bengal's ultimate plan was to hit her opponent with a DDT, driving Renee's head onto the bottom bar of the nearby empty weight rack!

DDT

[ReneeCockyUndercard]

Renee continued to beat on Bengal as she was seeing red. Kinda ironic that the next thing to happen was that Bengal would use all natural red dokugiri (Asian mist) and sprayed it right in the eyes of the Red Renegade. She wouldn’t even be able to back up as she was then hit with a huge ddt to the lower weight bar. Though she knew Bengal was hurting as well as if there was a bottom, there must be a top and Bengal was going into it.

“Fuck my eyes. You fucking sprayed blood in my eyes. You bitch! God it fucking stings!”

Renee would slowly get up and blindly stumbled to try and find the water fountain. She was doing that to pour the blood out of her eyes. With that, she was a deer in headlights as Bengal could do anything to a very tunnel visioned Renee.

[BengalTheBlazeTiger]

Bengal was beginning to feel light-headed from the blood she'd lost, but her blinding attack had worked. The Tiger got to her feet, willing herself not to collapse as the world spun around her. Once everything settled, she noticed Renee bent over a water fountain, attempting to wash the scarlet stain from her eyes. She was sputtering and cursing like a sailor, completely distracted. This was Bengal's chance to strike!

She crept up behind the Renegade, padding silently across the gym floor. Once Bengal was behind her rival, she cinched both of Renee's arms behind her back, using them to lift the other woman into the air. She planned to drop her opponent into a Double Chicken-Wing Wheelbarrow Facebuster - better known as a Glam Slam! If her aim was true, Renee's forehead would hit the metal fountain on the way down, aggravating the damage she'd already taken from the DDT.

Glam Slam

[ReneeCockyUndercard]

Renee found the water fountain and started washing her eyes out. She couldn’t believe Bengal would learn to do that. However, Renee didn’t realize that she was prey and the tiger was slowly creeping up behind her to strike. After her vision was all clear again, Renee would be grabbed from behind by Bengal. She tried to fight out of it but she was then lifted up and slammed head first into the water fountain with a Glam slam. Renee definitely had a mild to serious concussion now, probably won’t be able to wrestle at this point and the referees would rush in to see if Renee could continue.

Referee: “Can you continue, Renee?”

“…Fuck… yes…”

Referee: “I don’t know. I think we should call-“

Renee then grabbed the referee by the shirt and would push him away. There, she stumbled to get back up as her eye was majorly red now from the concussion as she wanted to continue fighting Bengal. She was wobbly but she was still determined to gift Bengal the Loserbelt Yitle. Though in Renee’s state, it probably won’t be long.