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“If it isn’t the defending champion!” the voice declared with assurance.

Jeanette Lansdale raised an eyebrow as she turned in the direction of such assuredness, even if outdated. Taking a much-needed breather after her unwanted encounter with Faye Morgan, the unseated Pantheon Eurasian Champion had unexpectedly crossed paths with another adversary attending the intercompany gala, though this was a more professional and less personal adversary than the redhead.

Not quite the woman with a thousand faces, Aleena Zon still had a talent of changing up her looks like a chameleon between appearances. So disparate was her wardrobe and carriage that evening. Given a moment to process the vision in the pink dress, however, Jeanette soon recognized the final woman she had beaten the previous year to win the James Street Gym’s second Invitational Tournament.

“Small world, Aleena...” Jeanette greeted in turn, not interested in pondering what circumstances and branching pathways had brought Zon to the gala. The only thing on the blonde’s mind was how round two of the current tournament would be kicked off with their own round two, a rematch in which the brunette could not be permitted to even the score.

Aleena had reason to want payback on the woman who had kept her name off of the special JSG trophy , but it was an all-encompassing hunger that gripped her. Semi-finalist in 2021, finalist in 2022... She was determined to take the final step in 2023.

“Good work with your vampire,” praised Aleena. “Even if it took me less time with mine.”

“Elizabeth Thorn is no joke,” appraised Jeanette. “But I think mine was older, more powerful and all that.”

“Maybe we should form a faction with Anne Carter,” joked Aleena. “We could call ourselves ‘The Slayers’! But I doubt we’d agree on leadership...”

“You did say that I’m the reigning champion,” Jeanette recalled.

“The defending champion,” Aleena corrected.

“And Anne would be my right hand,” Jeanette continued. “Fellow tournament champion after all...”

“Or maybe you’ll be my wingman,” Aleena put foward, “when I take the prize this year.”

“That’s a big maybe,” the blonde smiled, “considering what happened last time we shared a ring.”

“I’m just thinking about what happened the last time you were in a ring,” the brunette fired back. “That ‘afterparty ’ was something else!”

“You... you let me worry about the Eurasian title,” Jeanette responded, lips trembling between a smile and a snarl. “You just worry about finding a substitute for the JSG trophy.”

“More like a companion piece,” Aleena grinned. “You’re looking at the next MWD Light-Heavyweight Champion !”

“I’ll believe it when I see it,” the blonde said sharply. “The numbers aren’t in your favor.”

This gave the confident brunette a little pause. “Wait and see. And what I want to see... seriously... is the Eurasian belt back around your waist.

“So I’m going to take it upon myself... to make sure that you don’t spend one more match distracted by the JSG trophy!”

“I’m pretty good at multi-tasking,” Jeanette assured her. “And I really hope you take that belt off Benedicta’s hands. It’d beat the pants off any consolation prize after I’ve knocked you out of the tournament.”

Aleena just stared back at the current tournament champion, her eyes’ intensity belying the warm smile on her lips.

“Oh, I don’t know about that, Jeanette,” she said evenly. “It was a long shot that I’d draw you again, and this early in the tourney... But this is just what the doctor ordered!”

Lansdale took a closer look at Zon’s impressive bod, not difficult with her dress.

“Looks like someone stepped up her training,” the blonde noted.

“Like a beast,” the brunette grinned. “It’s a shame you’re not the queen of the Pantheon jungle anymore. That would’ve made this better.”

Jeanette’s eyes glared and her lips sneered, recalling some faint praise she’d had thrown her way or else imparted on impressionable youth.

“Oh, don’t worry about me,” she replied. “It’s all about self-improvement, being the best Aleena Zon you can be. That’s how you’ll win, even when you take the L.”

Aleena smiled broadly as though amused, pulling an about-face. With the back of her head to the blonde, the departing brunette’s voice carried a more ferocious intensity. “I guess I’ll find out if ‘The Bottom Woman’ has won back any of her dignity!”

“You’ll pay to find that out, bitch!” Jeanette snapped.

Many thanks to Bat22 for this entertaining story and amazing render!

Jeanette Lansdale created by !

Tune in to to discover who comes out on top!

© 2023 Bat22

Description
Story and Image by Bat22

“If it isn’t the defending champion!” the voice declared with assurance.

Jeanette Lansdale raised an eyebrow as she turned in the direction of such assuredness, even if outdated. Taking a much-needed breather after her unwanted encounter with Faye Morgan, the unseated Pantheon Eurasian Champion had unexpectedly crossed paths with another adversary attending the intercompany gala, though this was a more professional and less personal adversary than the redhead.

Not quite the woman with a thousand faces, Aleena Zon still had a talent of changing up her looks like a chameleon between appearances. So disparate was her wardrobe and carriage that evening. Given a moment to process the vision in the pink dress, however, Jeanette soon recognized the final woman she had beaten the previous year to win the James Street Gym’s second Invitational Tournament.

“Small world, Aleena...” Jeanette greeted in turn, not interested in pondering what circumstances and branching pathways had brought Zon to the gala. The only thing on the blonde’s mind was how round two of the current tournament would be kicked off with their own round two, a rematch in which the brunette could not be permitted to even the score.

Aleena had reason to want payback on the woman who had kept her name off of the special JSG trophy , but it was an all-encompassing hunger that gripped her. Semi-finalist in 2021, finalist in 2022... She was determined to take the final step in 2023.

“Good work with your vampire,” praised Aleena. “Even if it took me less time with mine.”

“Elizabeth Thorn is no joke,” appraised Jeanette. “But I think mine was older, more powerful and all that.”

“Maybe we should form a faction with Anne Carter,” joked Aleena. “We could call ourselves ‘The Slayers’! But I doubt we’d agree on leadership...”

“You did say that I’m the reigning champion,” Jeanette recalled.

“The defending champion,” Aleena corrected.

“And Anne would be my right hand,” Jeanette continued. “Fellow tournament champion after all...”

“Or maybe you’ll be my wingman,” Aleena put foward, “when I take the prize this year.”

“That’s a big maybe,” the blonde smiled, “considering what happened last time we shared a ring.”

“I’m just thinking about what happened the last time you were in a ring,” the brunette fired back. “That ‘afterparty ’ was something else!”

“You... you let me worry about the Eurasian title,” Jeanette responded, lips trembling between a smile and a snarl. “You just worry about finding a substitute for the JSG trophy.”

“More like a companion piece,” Aleena grinned. “You’re looking at the next MWD Light-Heavyweight Champion !”

“I’ll believe it when I see it,” the blonde said sharply. “The numbers aren’t in your favor.”

This gave the confident brunette a little pause. “Wait and see. And what I want to see... seriously... is the Eurasian belt back around your waist.

“So I’m going to take it upon myself... to make sure that you don’t spend one more match distracted by the JSG trophy!”

“I’m pretty good at multi-tasking,” Jeanette assured her. “And I really hope you take that belt off Benedicta’s hands. It’d beat the pants off any consolation prize after I’ve knocked you out of the tournament.”

Aleena just stared back at the current tournament champion, her eyes’ intensity belying the warm smile on her lips.

“Oh, I don’t know about that, Jeanette,” she said evenly. “It was a long shot that I’d draw you again, and this early in the tourney... But this is just what the doctor ordered!”

Lansdale took a closer look at Zon’s impressive bod, not difficult with her dress.

“Looks like someone stepped up her training,” the blonde noted.

“Like a beast,” the brunette grinned. “It’s a shame you’re not the queen of the Pantheon jungle anymore. That would’ve made this better.”

Jeanette’s eyes glared and her lips sneered, recalling some faint praise she’d had thrown her way or else imparted on impressionable youth.

“Oh, don’t worry about me,” she replied. “It’s all about self-improvement, being the best Aleena Zon you can be. That’s how you’ll win, even when you take the L.”

Aleena smiled broadly as though amused, pulling an about-face. With the back of her head to the blonde, the departing brunette’s voice carried a more ferocious intensity. “I guess I’ll find out if ‘The Bottom Woman’ has won back any of her dignity!”

“You’ll pay to find that out, bitch!” Jeanette snapped.

Many thanks to Bat22 for this entertaining story and amazing render!

Jeanette Lansdale created by !

Tune in to to discover who comes out on top!

© 2023 Bat22