Opening Night

[jla-forgotten.livejournal.com]

It had taken a little bit of time to get everything together but finally everything is in place. They have fighters, they have a place for them to fight and best of all, they have customers to pay to watch and the bet on the outcome. People have been trickling into the small arena Roulette has acquired and now it is almost time to begin.

The platform she's on lowers to where she's visible to all of the audience as she makes her announcement. "Ladies and Gentlemen, I have invited you here with the promise of something never seen before. There have been rumors about my presentation here tonight and how it could top what I've shown you before."

The woman pauses for dramatic effect before she announces, "It is time for you to see for yourselves. Let the first Belle Brawl begin!" The platform pulls back up into the ceiling to form a private booth where she can watch the event for herself.

She's placed wagers on the contestants but it doesn't really matter. The house always wins.

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[bana-grace.livejournal.com]

She's off her game, now. Even with the adrenaline rushing through her, the pain is creeping in and everything in her vision is blurry around the edges.

The kick lands hard, her breath whooshing out in a gasp, and she grabs Donna's leg by the ankle.

Hoping to pull her off of her feet, at least long enough to regain her breath.

[just-donna.livejournal.com]

"Getting desperate are we?" Donna says with a laugh as she goes to the ground, extending her hands forward to break her fall.

She turns her head to give Grace a wide grin, "Stupid, stupid move there, my dear."

Using the leg that isn't gripped by Grace's hand, she uses to her free leg to aim a powerful kick at Grace's head.

[bana-grace.livejournal.com]

It's at the right angle and Grace's head snaps back, eyes rolling back in her head as she falls straight back onto the mat.

No movement, except for the slight rise and fall of her chest.

All around the ring, the crowd is crying out for blood.

[just-donna.livejournal.com]

Donna frees herself from Grace's now limp grip. She stands over Grace, her eyes have a hungry look in them.

The crowd wants blood? She'll give it to them. She's tired and worn out, but she's going to finish this.

Donna grabs Grace at the waist and manages to settle the heavier woman over her shoulder. She kicks off the ground, flying high above the ring. She lifts Grace over her head. Letting out a battle cry, she flings her full force at the ground.

The crowd cheers, knowing who the victor of the battle is.

Donna slowly goes back to the ground, looking at Grace's still body.

"That was a shame," she says, tucking a sweaty strand of hair behind her ear, "I was hoping you'd put up a better fight."

[nynecrymes.livejournal.com]

Catman circles in the rafters above, watching stone-faced at the broken form of his teammate.

He eyes the stasis field surrounding the arena, and starts looking for a way behind, or in the backstage area. He closes his eyes and makes a blind leap, falling into the darkness nearby.

[jla-forgotten.livejournal.com]

The backstage area is not easily gotten to. Not without someone getting in his way. Roulette has hired excellent security and built an even better system to protect her fighters. Not to mention Roulette herself having a vested interest in not allowing others into the back.