Black and Purple All Over (KITSU)

[Kim Hunter]

***Everyone had long since cleared out of the arena, Kim was pissed as fuck, she came close but it was that same fucking pin from that same lame-ass before. This was the last straw she was taking matters into her own hands. She got up out of her chair in her locker room, got dressed really quickly throwing on her ripped jeans and ripped Ramones t-shirt, sat on her chopper kicked that bitch up and headed to the tower. Upon arrival she asked the receptionist in a pleasent voice***

I have a delivery for Miss Kitsu, from myself, I admired the courage she showed in the matches we've had together. She's a spunky kid, great future ahead of her that's for sure........

Go on up Ms. Hunter

***With that buzz Kim headed up to Kitsu's room, she took the stairs, but headed to her place first. There she grabbed her lucky baseball bat, some brass knuckles she used to use in Boston, and a few other surprises. What she had in store, that lil girl would not be expecting. A few taps on the door, and she waited for Kitsu, bat in her hands and at the ready.***

[KITSU]

She walks to the door, expecting it to be Crymson, so they could go over their next step. Little did she know, something very big was about to happen....
Opening the door

Kim...

[Kim Hunter]

***The baseball bat went straight into her gut as soon as she opened the door, as she was hunched over Kim struck her again with it so she fell backwards. She used this opportunity to hit her in both arms and both legs, dropping the bat, she put on the knuckles lifting Kitsu up by her hair. She chuckled at the look on her face.***

I thought that I teach you wrestle no fun and game when anger someone.....

***She laughed, ahh so easy to poke fun at the accent and broken english of the foreigner.***

Are you surprised to see me darling ??

You shouldn't be, using that ridiculous pin move on me twice, embarrasing me twice you're lucky that this beatdown is gonna be nice and light. I've done much worse in my life, ask my step-father, oh ya you can't he's dead. Who did that, me.......but I wouldn't do that here, nah roughing up is fine by me.

***She rammed Kitsu in the gut twice with shots from the brass knuckled hand***

Having fun ??

[KITSU]

Spitting up blood, confused, beaten, bloody, and battered worse then she's been ever. She can't help but look up her attacker with innocence in her eyes as she tried to reason with her

Please stop...KITSU no mean to make you angry. KITSU just compete hard and always want to win. Have heart of champion.

What you want KITSU to do? Make all better?

The hits kept coming as she tried to defend herself with her arms, hands and legs.

[Kim Hunter]

***Just for a tiny second, seeing that defenceless little girl staring at her with such compassion even after the beating Kim thought about stopping, she was reminded of the venomous feuds she's had over the years the rough things she's been put through, everything. Then reality kicked in, picking up the bat she said to herself its too late now Hunter, finish it.***

Sorry kid.......

***With that Kim took the bat and cracked it on her stomach, that's when she saw the girl buckle at the knees. She could hear breathing, so she wasn't dead just unconscious, Kim turned the girl's body on its side just incase she threw up, she didnt wanna kill her.....just send a message to her and to Crymson, don't fuck with me.***

[KITSU]

There she lay, on her side, in a pool of her own blood. Enough to cause her to lose consciousness, but not enough to need a blood infusion.
Judging by the welts, and bruises on her body, it might have just roughed her up. Kim could have done alot more damage then she did.
She did enough to send the message, but not enough to keep her from competing, or so KITSU would hope after awaking.

Crymmm.....

She couldn't even say her name. She hurt too much, and she passed right back out, inside her apartment, where nobody would find her. Unless they came to her room, and opened the door themself.

[Crymson]

Some time later...

"Man, I have got to go and see her and try to explain why I haven't stuck around..." Crymson thought to herself, silently. It was true. After KITSU picked up the win, Crymson was a ghost. Again. She hardly participated in their match either, although she ensured that KITSU didn't take her first loss, and kept her winning streak going alive by kicking Aphrodite in the face.

Nonetheless... she wasn't quite sure what was going on in her mind. The sudden attire change was nice... it was the first time black wasn't the prominent color in her ring attire. It was helping her mood out, although she knew deep down that a cure for the addiction that is her profession looked to be on the horizon. Could that be a distraction?

Yeah, probably. Stuff she'd have to talk to KITSU about and pray that the poor girl understands it all.

KITSU's floor was only one under hers, so the quick elevator ride had ended. Crymson knocked on KITSU's door.

"Hey, KITSU... it's me. Are you in there?"

She listened for a response.

[KITSU]

Inside, KITSU, the little warrior who could lose no match in the ring so far, was unconscious, and unable to answer.

Lost in her head, her mind took over and showed her images of her past. Almost as if her body was triggering some sort of self preservation, to keep her calm in her beaten state.

She was enjoying the scenery. It was back home, where she was running around as a little girl with her father amongst some cherry blossom trees. Back then he wasn't always at work, or in his office. He had all the time in the world for her.

But even then, a man was always nearby, almost as if he was monitoring him. THAT was the man who dropped her off at GCW's doorstep. She could have been overheard saying father that day, but it certainly wasn't towards him.

She cursed him again, in her head, and perhaps verbally outloud consciously.

Stupid father and his world technologies. I hate being a Ga..

She then snapped conscious, hearing Crymson at the door. She was too sore to move, all she could do was call out to her, and hope she could hear.

Crymson... help...

[Crymson]

"Kitsu?" Crymson swore she heard her... then the following sentence confirmed it. It sounded weakened... "Kitsu! Shit!"

Reaching with a hurried panic, she grasps the doorknob, twisting it and pushing through the door in a rush. Had someone been waitng alongside the door from her, the force would have knocked them out. She rushed in, looking thoroughly, seeing the signs of damage.

"Kitsu! Where are you?!?"

[KITSU]

Her small hand gripped the ankle of her friend from behind the couch. She couldn't say much, but managed to say only the name of her assailant.

Hunter..

[Crymson]

Crymson dropped to a knee, putting her hand on KITSU's shoulder, surveying the damage. The girl seemed to wince at the light touch. "Kim?"

Running her hand down KITSU's arm, she silently vowed to herself that she'd beat the living hell out of that woman. Crymson hadn't fought her one on one, and it was high time that they did. Only this time, it wasn't a title that Kim was dangling above her head to Crymson, or Crymson returning the favor when she had the big one.

This time it was personal.

"I'm going to get you help, KITSU, I'll have the ambulance here as fast as possible..."

She p ulled out her cell phone, dialing 911.