One More Time

[jla-forgotten.livejournal.com]

Roulette takes the stage one more time. She enjoys this part almost as much as the money it earns her. She's somewhat surprised it has gone on as well as it has thus far.

"Ladies and Gentlemen! We have another powerhouse spectacular for you this evening. Tonight, we give you something different. Tonight we give you two warriors who have fought together but the bond they share is greater than that. Tonight we give you two warriors who are not just comrades in arms but sisters!"

The lights in the arena come up, "PLACE YOUR BETS!"

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[just-donna.livejournal.com]

The spotlight pauses on the first warrior to enter the arena.

Donna Troy.

She doesn't say anything or acknowledge the cries of the crowd. The Amazon stands tall, a bloodthirsty look in her eyes, inching for the fight to start.

[spirit-of-truth.livejournal.com]

A second spotlight swings around to light up the second woman entering the arena -- Diana, focusing her gaze on Donna the moment her foot hits the mat.

Her hands clench into fists and she takes another step forward. A feral smile creeps across her lips.

No words, then, just a crook of two fingers motioning at Donna -- bring it.

[just-donna.livejournal.com]

"Hah!!" Donna calls out a battle cry, as she flies at Diana at full force, aiming to tackle her at the waist and slam her into one of the support beams.

[spirit-of-truth.livejournal.com]

She takes the hit with barely a grunt, her feet sliding until they both hit the support beam with a earth-shaking crash.

Over the sudden silence that follows comes another sound -- laughter. Diana has taken hold of Donna's shoulders, in a white-knuckled grip, and she laughs.

"Little sister, you have always tried so hard to be better than I am. And you will always fail. Always." One hand grabs Donna by the throat, and they lift into the air, and with one easy movement Donna is tossed across the arena, to smash into one of the walls.

[just-donna.livejournal.com]

Donna struggles to break free of Diana's grasp, gasping for air as she's launched into of the walls. She grunts, her back slamming into one of the walls, the rubble falling around her.

She refuses to let it phase her. She is an Amazon. Pain means nothing. Donna lets out a snarl, pushing her weight against Diana's, in an attempt to get them both back into the open arena.

"If you think, sister," she says with a wide grin, "That discouraging words will help you to win this fight, then you are gravely mistaken." She manages to bring up a leg to aim a kick squarely in the middle of Diana's stomach.

[spirit-of-truth.livejournal.com]

This hurts a bit more, drives the air out of her in a whoosh, and Diana falls back to regain her breath.

It only takes a moment, and in the next second she's administering a vicious roundhouse kick to Donna's jaw.

"I believe that it is my superiority that will help me win this fight."

[just-donna.livejournal.com]

There's a deafening crack, and Donna feels the sharp pain that comes with a broken jaw.

It hurts too much for her to come back with a reply to Diana's last remark.

However, she can manage a reply in the form of her spitting in the other Amazon's face.

Ignoring the searing pain that's coursing through her entire body, Donna stands tall, holding her ground.

There's no way she's out of this fight yet.

[spirit-of-truth.livejournal.com]

Diana lets the spittle drip from her face before wiping one hand across to clear it.

She knows that Donna can take a lot of hits before coming close to being disabled. Time to deliver more of those hits, then, starting with one hard punch to Donna's stomach, and then an uppercut to the chin.

[just-donna.livejournal.com]

Donna, of course, isn't going to just take those hits.

Which is why she responds with several well-placed blows of her own. An uppercut to the side of Diana's face, and then a punch to her side.

[spirit-of-truth.livejournal.com]

Ribs crack under the blow and Diana grimaces, baring her teeth and growling.

One hand wraps in Donna's hair and pulls sharply, tossing her a distance away.

[just-donna.livejournal.com]

Donna smashes into one of the support beams.

She stands, slowly. She's starting to lose stamina. But she's not giving in just yet.

Half-heartily, she flies at Diana to land a punch at Diana's jaw.

[spirit-of-truth.livejournal.com]

Who catches the fist in one hand, and squeezes.

A creak followed by the sound of snapping bone, as the fingers are reduced to to splinters.

[just-donna.livejournal.com]

Donna can't help it.

She cries out in pain.

She will not give up. She is an Amazon. She fights until the last breath.

She pauses for a moment...and prepares to aim a kick at Diana's stomach.

[spirit-of-truth.livejournal.com]

This hits already-broken ribs and Diana makes an involuntary noise at the sharp pain.

She lets go of the other woman's hand and flies back a few feet from her. Her opponent is going to lose, she can feel it in her bones.

Doesn't mean that she can't enjoy it for a little first.

"Come here, little sister. Fight me, show me what you can do."

[just-donna.livejournal.com]

Donna will do just that. Ignoring the searing pain that's coming from her injuries, she flies at top speed at Diana.

She grabs the other Amazon at her waist, and flies her into one of the support beams. Taking advantage of situation, she throws an uppercut to Diana's jaw with her uninjured hand.

[spirit-of-truth.livejournal.com]

They hit with a massive crash, shaking the glass around the mat until one of the panels shatters.

Diana shoves Donna away and flies over to the empty frame, wrestling out a long gleaming sliver.

She ignores the blood that immediately begins to drip from her fist and flies back towards her Amazon sister, slashing in a sweep at the other woman's midsection.

[just-donna.livejournal.com]

Donna's sent flying back into the air, but she charges at Diana at full force, fists at the ready.

She then feels it. The quick, deep, slash at her midsection.

Donna halts dead in tracks, placing her hand over her stomach, feeling the blood that's pouring quickly out of the fresh wound.

She will not let it get to her. She will stand her ground and fight. She will...

Her eyelids grow heavy. Her breath, ragged. Donna's world fades to black, and she falls out of the air, hitting the ground with a thundering crash.

[prometheanplans.livejournal.com]

Today, there's a very unique spectator among the usual throng.

Call it research on behalf of what he's got cooking with Circe.

Actually, Prometheus has been wanting to see one of these matches firsthand for a while. Sure, he knows the kayfabe going on here, but that doesn't make it any less awesome to see two Amazons beat the hell out of each other, does it?

A crooked grin on his face, Prometheus watches the combatants with as much anticipation as anyone else in the arena.