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War Is Rarely Fair
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Lycana Offline
The Dark Vixen of Violence



XWF FanBase:
Mixed

(loved by some; hated by some; dips between clean/dirty)


#1
01-16-2022, 08:46 PM

She took her finger and swiped all the way to the left, settling deeper into the chair as her eyes never left the screen of her phone as the footage rolled again.

There she was, in good spirits despite her loss to Corey, practically skipping down the hall backstage, her face already coloring with a beautiful bruise along her cheek bone, her bottom lip swollen from getting up close and personal with his boot a few times. She looked over at the blond man in perfect step beside her, and he turned vibrant blues onto her face, glittering with cheer.

Jacques.

One of the lads who worked at Pecker’s that she had met.

Lycana tapped the screen, her eyes roaming over him. Despite some things being off; he definitely wasn’t as muscular, his face wasn’t quite as ruggedly good looking, the hair color a shade off, and he was certainly not as well endowed... he did bear a resemblance to Jim Caedus she supposed.

Which kind of explained what had happened next.

Though it all could have been prevented. Anyone who had been paying attention to what had been going on in her life would have seen that she was avoiding Jimmy after their torrid romp, the guilt of enjoying the sultry experience as much as she had, the way her blood lit on fire when she recalled it, and the feeling of betraying her friend eating away at her. How someone could view her rather stunning dive under the table, and then subsequent escape out of the restaurant in Paris and then still think that she would be prancing around with the man backstage... well... they were either oblivious....

Or really stupid as fuck.

Which in the case of TK and Charlie.... was probably both.

She pressed play again, letting the rest of the event unfold before her eyes. The music had captured her attention first, followed by the brilliant orange glow of the cigar down the hall, her eyes alighting on TK. She had paused, the Frenchman doing the same by her side. She had hesitated, not wanting her friend to get hurt in her brawl with the Bastard.

And it had cost both her, and her new friend anyway.

Lesson learned.

She watches as Charlie burst from the doorway they had been standing by, swinging with all his might as the barbed wire bat smacked into her temple with a sickening thud. Her fingers automatically rise, feeling the staples that now held her flesh closed on the tender lump, raised up places proclaiming where the barbed wire had bit into her, leaving the harsh scabbing of dried blood behind.

She didn’t remember much after that, but the video footage had told her all she needed to know.

Jacques had caught her, his confused expression looking towards the bearded wildman as the bat collided with his face, staggering him backwards, but still keeping both his feet and his hold on Lycana.

A few more good whacks had ended that, his grip weakening as Lycana fell to the ground. He had soon followed, falling backwards, the replica Universal title belt that had been over his shoulder going sliding partially down the hall as he blacked out.

Lycana’s jaw firms as she lifts her gaze to stare out over the hospital room. She knew what happened next. Security came out and got her to come to. She had been groggy, but aware enough to ride in the ambulance under her own power, refusing to be strapped to a stretcher or leave her friends side, only allowing herself to be led away long enough to get stapled up before returning to her vigil.

He had only wanted some fucking autographs.

And she had agreed to take him backstage.

Her eyes fall on the man in the bed, still unaware, his head and face wrapped up in bloodied gauze and feels a white-hot spurt of anger.

This was their fault. Their fault for not paying closer attention. Their fault for making stupid assumptions. Their fault for not having working eyeballs in their damn skulls where they could have fucking seen for themselves that it wasn’t the actual Uni champ.

And they would pay.

She would make them pay.

Her arms wrap around her chest as she moves to the window, staring out into the starless blackness of the night sky. They had already been on her radar, and now? Now they had just placed bright red bullseyes dead center in the middle of their foreheads, and she was the arrow ready to pierce their fucking skulls. They had already showed their truest colors...

The bright ass piss yellow of cowardice.

The corner of her lip twitches. The fact that they didn’t have the balls to face her head on, spoke with a lot more volume than their constantly running mouths did.

She couldn’t really explain the commentary, it had sounded weird, almost tinny, and certainly didn’t fit the timeline... but, it wasn’t like weird shit didn’t happen constantly in her life. Who knew what they had done to the footage, especially since right about the time this had happened, Jim was probably getting ready to go to the ring for his match with Schism. Some of it said before the matches. Some said after the whole show. Who the fuck knew. It probably wasn’t even Pip and Heather. The fact that they resorted to such tactics meant they would do just about anything. The only thing that mattered, was TK and Charlie Nickles were going to get their asses handed to them for what they had done.

They had fucked up in more ways than one.

She had a few things to handle, but when she returned... she would make sure they regretted every single one of their life choices.

This was war... and she was ready to play any way she needed to.

“Just wait...”




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