[Jessicafights1987]

                    CHAPTER 1
              MEET THE KEMPS
      “Are you Absolutely sure you want to do this?” The man asked again as he drummed his fingers on the old wooden desk. He made sure to emphasize the word because afterall, it  was a very strange and strong request. The woman gave a diabolical smile as she placed a few bills on the desk. The man's hand swooped over the pile as he nodded counting each bill one at a time…. “Fine, this will cover the promotional cost and whatever is earned by the end of the night, you'll receive 30%.” The woman's smile contorted.

“We don't give a shit about the money, just make sure they are prime spots you got that?” The 50-something promoter nodded as he extended his hand and the woman took it sealing the deal. The woman nodded as she dropped the man's hand and turned to leave taking the two 19 year olds with her. Along with the 40 something husband who kept quiet while she negotiated the dealings.

    As the door to the musty office swung closed the man stood up, smoothing out his linen suit as he looked out the window.

At the age of 23 Robert Nicucio had fallen in with a bad crowd. Gambling, fighting, drinking, that's what his everyday life consisted of. Oddly, it wasn't like the man wasn't attractive. At 50 years old, he had the face and physique of a man in his twenties. He was no slouch either, he kept in shape. Maybe that's why he was approached… Or maybe it was because he was ruthless… Maybe both…

    Iso Nishijo was the one who would turn Roberts life around. The Japanese-American man grew up on things like the WWE however, he really wasn't keen on it in recent years… To him, things had just become too staged, too done and far too tame. His plan, open up his own arena underground… He had the money but, he was far from managerial material. He spent months looking for someone to take the reigns and finally one night he heard about the 30 year old… It wasn't like he was a manager of some big company, or even a small company for that matter, but in the world of underground sports, you don't need a manager, you need a merciless instigator.

      Within two weeks the stands and even the floor were filled. He was proud of that. And next week's show, we was sure would draw in the same crowd, probably even some fresh faces. Not only was Maureen “The BASH QUEEN involved… But she brought in quite an interesting proposition…

      For years Maureen had been a part of the professional circuit but not to Smack down, Raw or even ECW. Maureen was the headliner of “Northwest Wrestling” and she was the headliner for reason… She was relentless. It took 10 guards to pull her off her last opponent and by that time, she had already opened up the the poor Asian woman… Unfortunately, as time went on, the once one of a kind circuit fell into the “professional bandwagon”, and she wasn't having it, life had simply become to mundane and boring.

     Thankfully however, the time of her exit coincided with the birth of her first pregnancy… Or so she thought..

      She was pregnant, but the unexpected thing was, instead of one, she ended up having two children and one could say, they were against each other from the very start.  Complications arose which were a bit hard to explain but the gist of it was, according to the doctor, it seemed one was trying to prevent the other from “arriving.”

      Now, one would have probably liked to have said that it was nothing personal, all medical, however, the older the two got, the more it seemed that was not the case. The twins would fight about anything and everything they could… What was a mother to do? Sure the woman tried separating them as much as possible but deep down, as the two would wrestle and fight day after day, she had a secret desire to show them what a true “wrestle fight” was like. Still, she played the good card. Until one day, just after the girls eighteenth birthday, she discovered something that would change her mind instantly…

      Joseph Kemp, Maureen met the man in her freshman year of  college and fell in love instantly. When she dropped out in order to take a deal she received by a… More than shady promoter, he was with her every step of the way. He would attend her matches week after week and he would often get involved, though, she didn't like that much. She was a heel in every sense of the word. For Maureen, it was her way or the highway… So what did she do when she found out that the man was training one of the twins in secret to wrestle like her? She took the other one of course… That course of action only served to intensify things between the girls and put things on a rocky path for the “lovers.”

      So, ok, sure it was an unusual arrangement, but it was still a fun family activity right?... WRONG! In fact… For one of the twins, it would show a new side of their mother… One that, one probably wouldn't expect to come out… Sure she knew her mom was a pro wrestling monster, and that even after she left the circuit she was staying in top form looking for one that could handle her but, surely, the “monster” was just an act right???....

[Jessicafights1987]

                       Chapter 2
TRAINING THE “BASH QUEEN’S” WAY AKA : HELL RAZE

1 year ago:

      “Get your ass in the ring!” At first, Amanda Kemp had no idea how bone chilling and “bone cracking” those words should have sounded. At first, she was excited when her mother told her that she was going to train her… Finally she was going to learn more ways to punish her sister… Of course, she didn't know that her own father had turned against her and was training that very sister at the same time. Neither did she know that Maureen had her own plans for the two sisters who loathed each other so…

     The old gym downtown, that was where the training would take place. Back when Maureen “fired” her promoter via an “I quit hardcore” match that she demanded, she also demanded that he include the deed to the training gym he had bought years before, so although the place was rundown and set to be replaced, the state allowed her to keep it as long as she paid the rental fee.

    When the pair arrived the 40 something year old mother through a duffle into her daughters arms and told her to use the side locker room to change while she, used the one on the opposite side.

     Amanda didn't care about the state of the place, it was old, dingy, some of the electricity was bad so only about half the gym was lit, but at least the locker room had a skylight to let in some natural light.

      As she plopped the duffle bag down on a rickety metal chair she grabbed the zipper and pulled to reveal a black crop top with a studded collar line, a pair of sheer black leggings, panty hose and a pair of black ankle boots with a silver lining. She removed her t-shirt and slid the crop top over her slender frame and then proceeded to Dawn the rest of the outfit before looking herself over in the old mirror on the wall. She flexed a bit, exposing her finely toned muscle and nodded in satisfaction.

     When most people think about twins, unless they are fraternal, most would probably think they were the spitting image, or at least close to, their sister or brother. This was surely true for Amanda and Robin as well… From the neck up. The truth was, Amanda was more… Developed or endowed than her sister, that was clear as day. At 18 years old she was already a 36D while her sister was still a 34C… Not only that but, the 18 year old was also about 5’7 and 133 lbs while her sister was a mere 5’3 and only about 121lbs. Of course, Amanda still had nothing on her 6’3 and nearly 158lbs… Not to mention her very well endowed 36DD’s… But, at 18 she was proud nonetheless. Not to mention, the neckline of the top came down at V shaped arch just enough to give her opponent and any audience, a decent look. And the dark color of the outfit, let her caramel colored skin settle brilliantly, and the panty hose, squeezed her taught butt quite well too.

http://www.tobi.com/product/66003-tobi-one-and-only-cat-collar-crop-top?color_id=95032 (the top as well as a pretty good look at her skin color)
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       After another look she heard a buzzing come from her jeans pocket. She fished out her phone and looked at the message on the lock screen.

“You done yet?!”

       The young women closed her hand around the phone letting it snap closed as she left the locker room and stepped back into the main room where the elder was already waiting. The leather outfit she dawned made her look more like a dominatrix rather than a wrestler. Her knee highs matched the younger though.

The elder crossed her arms eyes narrowing on the young woman as she sauntered towards the ring. That's when Amanda noticed that the apron of the ring, was nothing more than a thin board. The older woman let the younger pass her a bit before she spun on her heels looking at the elder.

     “Get your ass in the ring!” The older and bigger woman growled. The young woman turned again grabbing the top rope and began to pull herself up slowly trying to make a show of it but the older suddenly rushed in slamming the girls firm tummy into the edge of the ring causing her to scream as the wood edge slammed into her rib. The air rushed out of her as she tried to pull herself up but the older woman grabbed her shoulder spinning her around and pushed her against the edge of the ring and slammed the solid 3’ heel of her boot into the girls rib making her scream out again as she shriveled up in a heap on her knees…

    “This isn't a paigent or popularity contest like that shit you watch on TV, now get in the fucking ring you brat!” Amanda looked up in horror as she noticed the 360 that her mother had suddenly changed…

Suddenly, she found the older woman reaching down grabbing a handful of the girls curly chocolate brown hair, she expertly tangled her fingers into the curls digging her nails in the girls scalp as she feebaly tried slapping the woman's hand away but Maureen simply lifted her daughter and grabbed her collar cinching it in her hand… “Here, you hurt or get hurt!” She growled before slamming her head into the young woman's face… She staggered back, hands drooped along side of the ring of which they still failed to enter…

       Maureen stepped back suddenly dipping her head down ready to charge the poor girls spine into the side of the ring again but as she charged somehow Amanda managed to lift her right foot so that the heel of her boot smashed into her mother's stomach causing Maureen to stagger a few steps as Amanda turned and quickly climbed through the ropes… The woman let out a deep gasp from being slightly winded but soon enough was climbing through the ropes herself that's when mother and daughter squared off..

       Amanda knew her mother was way more experienced than her but still, she never really feared the woman, things were different now. The beginning alone told her that her mother had no qualms about injuring her in this training session. She rose her arms balling her fists as she leaned her weight back and did her best to dance on the balls of her feet but Maureen came in mercilessly, kicking her right foot aiming the bulk of the heel at young woman’s right ankle making her scream in agony…. Not even two days ago, her sister tried to break that leg and Maureen knew exactly where to hit… again the younger dropped in a heap to her knees…  Again, the woman stepped up grabbing the girls hair, this time forcing her head up to look up at her… her eyes were fierce, cold… “Your opponent will take any chance to extort any weakness they can!” Suddenly she lifted her arm cocking her fist and rained down a punch on the youngers head, the sheer force of the wight that the woman leaned into the blow caused the girl to drop down to the canvas holding her head and rolling in agony….

      As the girl laid sprawled out on her back Maureen reached down lifting the girls legs up straight and hooked her arms under them curling them up to lock them in and then wrenched them apart causing the material on the pantyhose to strain… as if the pantyhose bunching and cutting into her crotch wasn't enough, suddenly the older bigger woman slammed a diabolical boot between the girls legs…. Crying out in pain she grabbed her bashed crotch but the woman wasn't done, as the girl writhed in pain suddenly another boot came crashing down into her rib before she slammed both legs back down onto the canvas each slam to her ribs felt like a pile of bricks… Amanda swore that last stomp cracked one or two of them. But Maureen didn't seem to care… She simply stepped back and motioned to her daughter… “Get your fucking ass up! You'll never beat Robin like that, get up!”

    There were tears in the younger eyes as she tried to push herself up from the canvas, her entire body felt like it was shaking from the inside out… With every move and breath she felt fire in her ribs… Maureen grabbed the girl by her hair again this time as she pulled her to she pivoted her weight and picked the girls feet off the canvas… Amanda screamed as the woman basically threw her face first into the corner of the ring. Amanda tried to regain her composure as Maureen walked over she tried throwing her elbow back into the woman's ribs but Maureen had already ducked down grabbing onto the young woman's waist and used her right knee to pivot up tossing the girl up behind her onto the canvas below in a heap causing the girl to land head first… Another scream as her back rebounded off the canvas and Maureen turned around glaring down at her clearly beaten daughter but the woman wasn't done yet…

     “You'll never beat her, she's going to destroy you… The woman taunted as she stomped on the girls ankle again… Amanda tried to kick out her other foot in protest to hurt her mother's leg but the woman suddenly wrapped her arm around the girls leg twisting her body a degree as she held onto the ankle with the other hand torking it violently in an ankle lock! Amanda screamed as she threw her hands up and down on the canvas…

“Oouuuwww ow owe!!! Fuck!!! Mom please stop!!” the girl protested…

“Excuse me, was that an adult word you little brat?!” The woman growled as she kicked the inside of the girls leg while torking the leg… Amanda screamed in agony as Maureen gave a merciless grin… She slammed the leg down knee first onto the canvas, as another scream escaped the girls lips…

       Amanda could no longer move… The excitement for the training was drained from her… Now she was afraid… Maureen bent down and dragged the girl by her hair to the bottom rope and draped her head over it then pushed her boot on the back of the girls neck… She gagged and choked as the woman stomped down the girl rebounded as her body dropped… Then she dropped a boot to the girls head causing a gash to form… Finally she looked down at the girl and nodded… “You have a week to get those ribs back in shape.. I also suggest you work out some.. Like I said, this ain't no pageant or fucking popularity contest.. If you and Robin get here, she'll be trying to hurt you…”

     The ride home was a quiet one, neither mother or father said a word as Maureen helped the girl up the stairs to her room.. But she made it abundantly clear to Robin, if she tried anything, she would get it worse.

[Jessicafights1987]

                      Chapter 3
A HARD LESSON (CHAIRS POSTS AND ROPES OH MY!)

     over the last few months mother and daughter squared off each week, every Saturday without fail daughter would get in the car, they would go to the old gym and, although she got better, the experience gap was undeniable. More than once the young woman probably needded stitches but refused to get some. She trained and trained, crunches, setups, push-ups, strengthening her core, her back, her arms, her legs… Sure she improved, getting some strong hits in, a good hold that seemed to get a good layer of pressure on the older woman but, the young girl felt that in recent weeks, that her mother was holding back… One day, she finally made a decision she would live to regret…

     “Mom, I remember the beating you gave me when we started this… We both know what you can really do, so why does it feel like your holding back all of the sudden?”... It was a bold question that came out of the 18 ½ year olds mouth as they pulled into the lot of the old building for the unteenth time. The woman looked at the girl in the passengers seat… The fact that she didn't say anything kind of made the girl a little nervous but she stood resolute as she glared at the woman. Maureen clicked her seat belt and opened the door getting out as Amanda did the same. She grabbed the bags from the passenger's seat and threw the duffle into the girls arms as she went on in ahead. Amanda got out still not fully understanding the can of worms she had just opened…

     The 18 ½ year old looked at herself again in the mirror, she had decided to go with tighter curls in her hair today to give it a more layered look. She had decided to go back to the first outfit she had ever worn when the training first began, a black crop which hemmed down to a V letting the top of her 36D’s show, the tightness of the number really worked to show off her assets, along with the string that came down the center of her chest which rested tight along the skin at her cleavage which made them seem to pop that much more. And the dark panty hose cinched around the waist really showing off her ass.

    Her taught tummy was more firm as well, the training really seemed to pay off. She nodded in satisfaction as she bent down to pick up her knee-highs… That's when things went wrong…

       She didn't even see it, not at all, not even through her peripherals or in the mirror… That's probably what made it so much worse as she felt the cold Steel hot her spine… She cried out dropping to her knees as she tried to reach back and rub the small of her back but that's when she felt the hand in her hair, she wailed as she slapped and pulled but then she felt the hosiery invade her crotch as it bunched and she was thrown forward, the momentum making it impossible for her to stop until an equal and opposite force stopped her… The problem, that equal and opposite force was the old locker and the younger woman's face…

    Amanda's body was stunned… That's all she could describe it as, it didn't hurt at the moment, probably because it was surreal… But she was quickly tossed.. No thrown out of that as she felt the hard steel slam into her ankle dropping the younger on all fours… “Still think I'm going easy you little Brat!” The woman leaned over her grabbing her face as she dug her nails in her eyes… Amanda screamed as she raked them hard.. Making her crumple to the floor holding her face as tears stained her face and hands…

     “No, we're not done yet!” Maureen picked the girl up by her hair dragging her out of the locker room as Amanda kicked and protested… That's when she threw the younger forward and she crumpled to the ground in a heap… It was then the feeling rushed over her… She was in a heap of trouble… She pushed her hands down on the cold floor pushing up but it felt like deadweight… that's when she felt the sheer weight of the axehandle across her spine… “Did I say you could get up?!” The woman hissed as the young woman crumpled again…

     Then again she felt the familiar sensation of her hair being clawed into and her hosiery bunching… This time the woman picked up the lightweight and thrusted her weight forward launching the girl into the corner ring post… The girl folded over it as a sickening CLANG resonated across the gym from the girls ribs making contact again she crumpled…

    “Get your fucking ass in the damn ring!” The older woman demanded. Amanda was only half aware of where she was at this point… She reached her arm up trying to grab the bottom of the ring and pull herself up but apparently she was going to slow because the next thing she knew she was having her legs lifted and she fell through the ropes with a THUD!

     Amanda opened her eyes but her vision was cloudy.. Blobs tried to form into shapes… If she could just lift her legs but… It was no use… Those that say something like this could turn your legs to jelly obviously had never actually encountered it because hers felt like lumber… She could see the shadow and shape of something looming over her but… Oh yea… Her mother… AKA, the one giving her the beating from hell… She screamed as she felt something sharp on her forehead… Nails, no, these were more jagged… More stationary… Was that wet she felt… That's when she realized she was being bitten!!! She screamed as her legs suddenly seemed to move on their own, kicking up and down… Then… Something else… Hard, cold… Rigid… Like a chain linked fence but.. More direct… A punch from hell, brass digging into the cut from the bite… The young woman crumpled as her eyes rolled…

      Seconds, hours, all sense of time just halted, until she felt the boot slam into her ankle… The youngers eyes shot open as her leg folded and twisted in a way that was unnatural to say the least… “Are you awake?!” She heard the woman say as she stomped her boot into the girls ribs… The air rushed out of her as she felt the extent of her mother's weight lean as she grind her heavy heel into the girls rib.. That seemed to be her favorite place to attack… The rib and then the ankle…

     Maureen noticed that the girl was heavier now as she hoisted her up… Probably because she was limp.. Nevertheless she got her in the corner… She wrapped the girls arms up and over the ropes of the ring to hold her there.. The old wood canvas had splatters of red, probably from the girls open forehead… Amanda saw the boot coming but, there was nothing she could do… The woman pushed the heel of her boot up into the girls neck… Amanda coughed as her body spasmed… at this point, she was a ragdoll… Again there was no questioning the shear difference in experience between them as the woman's foot dropped and the girl fell to the ground…

     Maureen loomed over her daughter pulling her head up by her hair. “Don't EVER accuse me of holding back…” She hissed… All the girl could do was let out a small groan as she was dragged to the bottom rope and draped over it… Then the boot dropped and she choked as her body rebounded landing on the canvas… A flurry of punches to the girls back with the brass, she screamed begging… “STOP STOP… MOM STOP!!!” Tears rolling down her face… Finally the woman kicked her rib sending her to her belly… Then over her on her knees she picked the girl up she was in a chin lock but she felt the palms at her neck as she slammed the canvas in protest… The woman torked her neck making her choke harder until Finally the struggles stopped… The girl dropped like a pile of bricks… Clearly today she was shown, the unfair world of underground pro wrestling…

     When Amanda awoke she was in her bed… She didn't know what had happened… Only that her waist was tied in bandages… That's when the horrific memory came flooding back… A part of her wanted to stop… But she was in too deep, she knew that.. All she could do was use the time given to recover for whatever came next...

[Jessicafights1987]

Chapter 4
THE MAIN EVENT
½ YEAR LATER

     Amanda was a flurry of nerves and excitement… The more she dwelled on her experience while training the more it hurt her entire body… the last half of that year, was hell, she thought the first half of the year?... That was nothing compared to the pain she endured which led to this night… Some nights, she would have nightmares of the cold steel hitting her, or being thrown, or her ribs cracking under the weight of the boot.. She would wake in a cold sweat… And feel it all over again…

     On top of all that, she hadn't seen her sister in ½ of a year either. Somehow, in all of this, their parents had decided that the best course of action was to keep them separated, training away from the other. Their only communication before ear I today was the occasional threats via phone call. As her mom took her out of the room she noticed her sister glare daggers at her… same bitch she's always been. Amanda nodded her head as she looked herself over in the mirror.

     In her head, when she said nothing had changed, that wasn't exactly true. Perhaps nothing mentally had changed but her sisters physique had definitely changed. Not exactly her figure, that was pretty much the same, but her physique… Both girls had always been a bit on the pudgy side, not fat by any means but soft, especially in the belly area. But last night, when it all was finalized, she got a taste of what the training had done. The girls belly was much firmer, not like some kind of exercise nut but, traces of muscle could now definitely be seen, and her legs, short and yet they too looked very fit. Obviously, their father was no slouch when it came to training her. Robin seemed ready for this fight, but so was Amanda, she had no doubt, whatever her sister had to endure, it was nothing compared to what she did.. After all, Robin was such a “daddy's girl.” And yet, the more she looked, the more it actually seemed like the girls had yeilded the same results. The lights hit the mirror in such a way that the preteen could see the definition in her “new” body. Much better than that old gym. Apparently, these underground guys were loaded, this place was more like a frick’n hotel and a five star at that. In fact, when they arrived that day, she had almost thought they were going to a resort, not a place for her and her sister to “resolve” things…

    As the 19 year old stepped away from the mirror and sat in the chair pulling on her knee high, there was a knock at the door. At first, she thought maybe it was that promoter/ manager again. However, when the called out to let the new arrival enter, she realized how wrong she was. Damn I hate seeing my face on that bitch… Amanda seethed inwardly as she saw the reflection on the mirror. She got up and turned, the two girls face to face… 34D to 36C… They glared daggers at one another, had anyone else been present, they probably would have suffocated from the tension. “I'm going to end you.” The smaller twin said venomously as she pointed her index finger into her sisters chest. Amanda’s face contorted, “Listen you flat snake, this isn't a game anymore, I'm going to pay you back for everything you've done over the years, in full, with interest.” The two eyed each other for several more seconds perhaps they were sizing each other up, face to face like this, it was even more clear, the similar result the training had done.

    Their forms may have been very similar but their outfits couldn’t have been more different, you could call Robin a bit more “reserved?” From the top anyway, in fact her black crop, left a whole lot to the imagination! While Amenda took a page from her mother's book, a more dominatrix look. In fact, even below, Robin seemed more reserved, having two forms of hosary on. Her panty hose and a thick layered legging.. Still, they served their purpose in fact, the kind of showed off the young woman's legs a bit more.

https://www.gluestore.com.au/stussy-fleet-crop-top-in-black.html (Robin’s outfit)
https://www.google.com/amp/s/www.express.co.uk/celebrity-news/490990/Nicole-Scherzinger-shows-off-her-impressive-abs-in-revealing-crop-top-at-Gaga-concert/amp?source=images (Amanda's outfit)

Yet neither said anything about it… This wasn't about looks, these girls simply couldn't stand each other, sight or otherwise…

    Despite the thick walls, both girls could hear the crowd hyping up which caused Robin to take her leave.. A few minutes later, there was another knock. “Ms Kemp, are you ready?” The voice rang out. The voice was female end very sultry…

“Damn right.” Amanda snarled as she opened the door. The tall woman lead her down a long hallway, the place was like a cross between a hotel and an opera house, or maybe, a ballroom? But when they opened the double doors, it revealed a giant stadium, the place could fit well over 1000 people, and it was a full house, people of every kind hollering and and cheering, some throwing curses, others praise as the girl walked down the ramp leading to the stadium ring…. The lights dimmed down low as a spot light above switched on making the ring and girl inside stand out even more. Finally, the 50 something promoter came out pulling himself into the ring. The man had a nice linen suit on. He looked very gentlemanly, but his features contorted into a smirk as he rose the microphone he had brought with him.

      “As you all know, we run things differently here… There will be no ref as these two square off, the clock shall decide their fate!” The crowd roared into a frenzy as the man continued… “That or, a verbal confession of defeat…” Amanda swallowed hard as the man glanced in her direction with what seemed like a crooked sneer… “So, you'll never guess what happened this week, Maureen “The Bash Queen” came to me, that's right, the woman who quit the mainstream because it was too “TAME!” The man put extra emphasis on the phrase as though to make a point… “And guess what, she's a momma!” The crowd hollered and cheered, some rising out of their seats… “It seems, the two daughters have some kind of issue… One of them of which is two my right!” He motioned towards Amanda who stood firm… Cheers and whistles filled the stadium… Off to her right, she saw their father at ringside… He seemed nervous, but that was something Amanda didn't much care about, the man did betray her afterall, but, where was Maureen?... “And now… Its SISTER TIME!!” The sudden announcement snapped Amanda to her senses as Robin came down the ramp climbing through the ropes.. Even the crowd must have felt the chill in the room because all the cheering ceased… The room became deathly quiet as the two glared.. Robin pushed right into Amanda, the dark mix of their skin tones somehow seemed to add to it all…

    “Do either of you have anything to say?...” The man asked suddenly as he stepped to the side of the two. Robin snapped up the microphone in her right hand, at which point, the man decided to climb out and get a respectable distance…

   It felt like several seconds but in reality it was probably half that time…. No words were spoken, instead, Amanda dropped to her knees as she felt the sudden crash… It took her merely a second more to realize Robin had smacked the microphone over the top of her head… Her cries were muffled by the cheers of the audience when Robin swung the microphone like an axe, slamming the metal into Amanda's face before dropping it, the SCREECH of feedback echoing across the stadium… Amanda fell to her ass reaching up feeling the cool liquid on her hand… The microphone had split her lip… Her face contorted into a scowl as she tried to throw her right foot out but as she did so she felt Robin grab her ankle… what the… Robin shifted the weight on her toes and turned her hips as she torked the leg catching her sister in a leg lock! Amanda screamed but again, the sound was muffled by the cheers and screams… Robin then shifted again leaning her body back arching her back as she reached her right arm back and caught around Amanda's neck catching her in a leg-lock/choke… The young woman gasped kicking her free leg… Then suddenly she dropped her sisters neck and kicked the inside of her ankle dragging her sharp stiletto across her leg before dropping her leg down knee first… Her knee bouncing hard against the canvas… Amanda’s mouth opened agape as she writhed in agony… That's when Robin stooped down, pinning her sisters arms under her sharp bony knees as she wrapped her arms around her neck and jaw pulling her up, arching her back and neck… Amanda's feet slammed on the canvas when suddenly, all the pressure was relieved… As she turned her head she gasped as Robin dropped down holding her back…

    The crowd went into a frenzy when they saw Maureen jump into the ring, steel chair in hand, the sound echoed as it slammed across Robin's back… However, Amanda’s relief was short lived… Once again. She screamed as once again, she felt the all too familiar sensation of fingers and nails in her scalp and her hosiery bunching up along her ass, she flailed as she was lifted from her spot and tossed on top of her sister… The two bumping heads as they dropped to the canvas… The weight of the boot intensified by the weight of the other girl as Maureen slammed and dug her boot into Amanda's rib… Both girls screaming… Maureen then bent down grabbing Amanda's hair again but was surprised to feel Robin’s hands in her hair pulling downward.. The woman growled as she felt her balance wavering… Robin Torked the woman's head as sharply as she could making her crash down on Amanda's right shoulder…

     Maureen rolled off her daughters getting to her knees she crawled over to Amanda grabbing her hair again pulling her up arching and stretching her back… Her hands flailing along… “You stupid girl, you won't beat Robin!” The woman hissed in her daughter's ear before throwing her head down on the canvas and slamming her foot hard into her other daughters back, making her arch up folding under her boot… The crowd cheered and hollered… As she pulled her her daughters head up… Robin had no idea what was going on, one minute she was pouring as much torture and pain on her sister as she could and now, her head was filled with pain and agony… Her body felt like gravity was pushing down on her 3x the normal rate...that's when she felt the jagged pain fill her mind… It took several seconds before the realization of what was happening suddenly rushed into her… She planted her hands down on the canvas pushing up… Shaking her head as she was being bitten!

     By now Amanda had somehow managed to get back to her feet holding her rib. She grabbed the woman by the hair pulling her head back sinking her teeth into the woman's forehead… The woman snarled as she grabbed her daughters hair and threw a solid punch to her eye making her stagger back… Maureen dropped Robin and turned charging at Amanda. She grabbed her daughter by the waist slamming her head into her ribs… The crowd cheered as Amanda's face contorted again as she folded over… Amanda put her hands together and slammed down on the small of her mother's back making the woman gasp out folding over… That's when she charged forward making the woman crash to the floor… She walked forward ready to attack when her hair was grabbed again…

     “This is between you and me!” Robin hissed as she wrapped her arm around Amanda’s neck pulling her in… Amanda gasped slapping up at her wrists… She turned her head and saw her dad, a worried look plastered on his face… Yet also, a look of excitement…. Amanda threw her elbow out slamming into Robin's rib.. Robin gasped as she got backed up… Another shot to the rib brought her to the ropes, making her lose her grip.. Amanda twisted out of her grip and started slamming fists into the other girls shoulder.. Robin was pushed closer and closer to the ropes when suddenly Amanda felt her shoulder grabbed… She turned just to feel the cold and sharp brass against her head… She cried out as she got pushed back… The cuts swelling an angry red color as her knees buckled…

     Maybe it was the brass rattling her head, maybe the boot to the gut but as Amanda laid on the floor she remembered what Maureen had said You won't beat Robin… Amanda half expected to be grabbed again so she was rather surprised when she managed to scoot herself across the canvas to the bottom rope...pulling herself up she twisted her body over sitting slumped down on the rope… That's when she saw that Robin had somehow gotten the woman into a full Nelson… Maureen was struggling as the crowd shouts..

“BASH HER
  BASH HER
  BASH HER!!!!!”

Amanda looks around noticing the brass knuckles her mother must have dropped and dove after it!! That's when Amanda charged forward slamming fist after fist into the woman's face, making sure to dig the brass into the cuts in her forehead.. Maureen screamed as she kicked out slamming her foot into Amanda's belly making her drop back… Then she dropped her boot down on Robins foot making her lose her grip, Maureen reached up grabbing the girls arm torking her elbow up as she ducked down shifting her hips to the side… Arching as she torked the arm again… Robin screamed and hissed as Maureen slammed her boot into the girls chest making her slump on the ropes… Screaming again as the woman bent the arm at the shoulder… Slamming her boot into the girls inner thigh… Then she dropped the arm getting down she wrapped her arms around the girls neck, wrapping her powerful legs around the girls waist… Flexing her muscles… Robin's body spasmed as the woman fell back trying to choke the air out of her daughter…

     The room was starting to spin when Robin heard someone hollar but she couldn't focus enough to figure out who, only that she was suddenly dropped.. She gasped as she was suddenly grabbed by her shirt, the force pulled her out of the ring, she rolled onto the floor before she was hoisted up… She kicked her feet as she was pulled along the floor… “What are you trying to pull you little bitch?!” She growled pushing away from Amanda. “Work with me or get hurt!” Amanda growled… “Or get hurt anyway…” came a sultry voice from behind them… They felt a hand each on their hair, tangling tighter and tighter tighter… Maureen backed up a bit letting the momentum take over making the girls slam into each other both dropping like bricks… Maureen turned grabbing Robin again dragging her over towards the corner ring post… She was about to push her face first when she felt cold steel hit her back again… Dropping to her knees Robin gasping as she turned slamming her fist into the woman's forehead… But Maureen simply grabbed her legs pulling her legs outward making the 19 year old fall on her ass with a THUD!

“BASH HER!
  BASH HER
  BASH HER!
  BASH HER!!!”

Maureen  grabbed hold of Robin's ankles as she dropped on her ass kicking her boot between the preteens legs… A blood curling shriek escaped her lips… Her body quivering and spasming… Again she felt a boot to the head, then she hissed as she saw the steel chair come down across her forehead… The woman dropped as Amanda scrambled over pulling the limp Robin by her shoulders away from the woman… Both girls gasping as Amanda tried to pull her sister up but suddenly she felt the air rush out of her… She looked down to see Robin's fist sinking into her belly… She tried to slump but Robin had her by the hair… She yelled out using the strength she could muster to charge Amanda back slamming hey back into the ring post, her body folding around it… Amanda stumbled forward holding her back… Pure exhaustion making her drop… But so did Robin… The room got quiet again as the audience looked on to see what would come of the fight…

     All three opened up, tired, but apparently Maureen still had some energy in her tank… She pulled herself up gasping… She made her way over to Robin who had collapsed near Amanda… The girl groaned slipping in and out of consciousness… Time seemed to slow she felt her back slam into the post but she could do nothing… She fell limp into the woman's arms who wrapped her up in a forward headlock and then threw her body back dropping the girl on the floor face first… Maureen dragged the the girls limp body towards her sisters… Looming over them both...she laid across them wrapping an arm each around their necks and pulled upwards snapping both girls back to reality… Both Amanda and her twin screaming as they choked… Their bodies being bent like rubber… Hands flailing slamming the ground.. “STOP… STOP!! MOM PLEASE!!!” The girls screamed in unison…

     “Get her off them! Fight is over!!!” The manager hollered as the crowd whipped into another frenzy… A pair of burly guards tried to pull the woman off the girls but she merely pulled harder on their necks.. Their eyes rolling into the back of their heads… Joseph Kemp ran up, a look of terror on his face… The problem was, he couldn't hide his excitement either… “SIGN THE PAPERS JOSEPH!!!” Maureen growled… The guards tried to pull harder but to no avail… “FINE! I'LL SIGN THEM!” Joseph growled as Maureen finally let go of the girls as the guards pulled her up the man walked up beside her raising her arm… “WHAT A FIGHT HUH FOLKS?!” She smirked as the guards used smelling salts to revive the girls… “You brats just couldn't work together could you?!” Maureen gasped as Robin's chest heaved up and down… So that really was it… Crazy old bitty wanted to settle this using her own method…

    The papers Maureen spoke of were divorce papers… Apparently things were much worse for much longer than anyone thought… Maureen made Joseph swear that if either of the girls or their father called out, then he would sign them, as well as pass full custody of both girls.. Strangely enough, the relationship between the girls improved exponentially after Joseph moved out… The manager brought Maureen and the girls onto his new roster, eventually, the twins even joined forces… “BASH QUEEN MOMMA” and the “THRASHER TWINS!”