A Battle Clan Diary

Disclaimer: The characters in these stories are from a parallel universe
existing only in the mind of the author. Though they may bear the names of some
famous individuals they have nothing to do with said individuals because they
and their personalities are purely fictional.

shame (sh³m) n.
1. a. A painful emotion caused by a strong sense of guilt, embarrassment,
unworthiness, or disgrace. b. Capacity for such a feeling: Have you no shame?
2. One that brings dishonor, disgrace, or condemnation.
3. Disgrace; ignominy.
4. A great disappointment.

In this postmodern world it seems that old-fashioned ethics have been
abandoned by the masses. Maybe that statement is too general perhaps it's only a few
of us and those unethical few speak louder than the rest of us.

When it comes to getting what she wants Ms. Beyonce'"Sasha" Knowells seems to
be a bit bankrupt in the shame department. After the disbanding of the
original Destiny's Child group complete with accusations of professional and fiscal
impropriety on the part on their manager Mr. Matthew Knowells, there was a law
suit and an undisclosed settlement that left the Knowells family cursing in
one magazine interview. To compound the troubled groups' issues they were sued
by the family of their late manager and accused Beyonce's Dad of squandering
money owed to the deceased manager's estate, on prostitutes and drugs for said
prostitutes. Adding insult to injury LaToya Luckett and LaTavia Roberson sued
the group over a perceived breach of agreement not to ‘dis' one another when
Beyonce' wrote and performed "Survivor". Her Mom, her greatest influence best
friend and secret fight coach was criticized for the skimpy outfits she and the
other girls were wearing.

Beyonce' was pissed to say the least, she wanted revenge and had no public
way of exacting it; she knew her only chance to "get the ungrateful b!%@#!es
was through The Battle Clan.

For over two years Beyonce' begged the Battle Clan to arrange a tag team
match between herself and Kelly against LaToya and LaTavia. They could never
agree although the other girls wanted Beyonce' so much they could taste it. LaToya
and LaTavia thought of Kelly as a sister and did not want to fight her.
Eventually, because of her faith and advice from the new member Michelle, Kelly
declined to do battle with them. This announcement was made to Beyonce' and her
mom just before the new Destiny's Child public announcement that they would
work on separate projects but still remain a group, humm I wonder.

Beyonce' went to her only confidant and advisor Ms. Tina Knowells.

"Mama I was so close to gettin' those b!%@#!es then scared @$$! Kelly flew
the coupe on me!" complained Beyonce' as her mother brushed her hair from behind
her.
"Baby you know good and well Kelly is not afraid and we can't blame her for
her religious convictions" advised Tina. "I respect Kelly because I know she is
not afraid and she has always had your back, it must have been difficult for
her to have to say no. Remember you two are like sisters and have always
fought for everything side by side."

"But how can I get them h@#es! without her!?" Inquired Beyonce' with tears of
bitterness streaming down her lovely golden cheeks.

"Have patience Baby, just like there is more than one way to skin a cat and
there is more than one way to peel stank @$$! h@#es! cap" said Tina smiling.

"What'chu mean Mama?" inquired the H-Town beauty.

"They both want you right?"

"Yes ma'am "

"You can only fight them one at a time right?"

"Yes ma'am but I can't get them in separate matches"

"You don't have to Boo, ask for a handicap match with special stipulations"

"What stipulations Mama?"

"Extreme catfighting, no holds barred cage match, win by verbal submission or
knockout only, no ref, tag must be electronic; a button in their corner then
one girl leaves or is carried out and the other enters. Last but not least
video but no audio except that your Survivor music can be dubbed in later".

Beyonce's face lit up with her famous childlike grin. "Mama did I ever tell
you how much I love you? The golden songstress said reaching back to caress her
mother's hand.

"Just do Mama a couple of favors?"

"Yes Ma'am?"

"Beat that loud mouth LaTavia senseless and try to rip her tongue out of her
head, then fix that h@ish! LaToya so that she has to have cosmetic surgery on
both sets of lips before her man would ever touch her again. Tina began to
glare into the mirror then engaged in a spiteful soliloquy, "Ungrateful b!%@#es!
gonna' come into my home, eat my food, wear the clothes I made, then talk
about my family like a dog to god and everybody?! Oh hell no! Then she addressed
Beyonce' again who was grinning impishly as her mother went off. "You get'em
Baby, you get'em for Mama! And make sure them b!%@#es! Say yo' name!"
Tina was not just being cheesie and cliche' in saying this, you see Beyonce'
was her maiden name and never wanting to relinquish it she named her first
born Beyonce' Giselle Knowells. Tina felt when Beyonce' won all Beyonce' women
would be vindicated. Also she knew the more Beyonce' thought about the fight
the more likely chance that her evil alter ego "Shasha" would show up
guarantying victory by any means necessary .

"Yes Ma'am" she said nodding with a Cheshire cat grin.

Now this is what the other girls said in a conversation on a flight from
Atlanta to Houston.

"Oooo I can't wait! Finally I can get my hands on that m()%#@f()@%!in'
Beyonce'!" said LaTavia rubbing her hands together.

"Yea" replied Latoya "But don't take her lightly, you know she is a ruthless
b!%@#! Remember that time she got into a fight with that homeless chick?
Beyonce' left her stripped and bleeding like the "Seven Son's of Skiva"

"I ain't worried about that big yella' h@#! I know she cheats but you got to
bring some to get some!" Declared LaTavia.

"I'm just sayin'"... started LaToya.

"I know Mother Hen I know" LaTavia said patting her on the hand.
LaToya was also remembering their days on the road when the girls would
engage in friendly wrestling matches in their hotel suites. Though Beyonce' could
never beat LaToya straight up she would cheat to win, therefore barely beating
the smaller howbeit very aggressive La Tavia and dominating the more passive
Kelly. When they would give themselves wrestling nick names like "She Rock" etc
Beyonce' would playfully (or so they thought) call her self "Sasha the
Mistress of Pain" this was a little nickname one of her cousins gave her after
seeing her ‘bad girl' persona on stage. La Toya could only imagine the honey
blond Bombshell in real battle.

Finally the time of the battle had come for the Battle it was to take place
in the Battle Clan's portable located this time on Briarpark near Eldridge on a
lot where an old Victorian house used to be behind a grove of trees. It was
2am on a Sunday morning, a perfect time when most law enforcement was
distracted by the ‘Fast and Furious on Westheimer and Richmond.
A special octagon was created just for this occasion; it was 20x20 inclosed
by mosquito wire mesh.

Beyonce' was scantily clad in the same sexy cutup animal skin bikini outfit
that she and the other girls dawned in the "Survivor" video . The golden diva
was showing off her newest feature developed during the Austin Powers movie
when she was told she had to

tone up and loose the gut. Her six pack was now comparable to that of
Madonna, Janet and Serena; it should be as much as she pays that trainer of hers.

Rivalry is an understatement when it came to the feelings between the young
women, they wanted to destroy one another and now the Battle Clan had given
them the chance. The Angels noses were flaring while Beyonce's mouth was
literally watering at the thought of getting her hand s on them at last.

Even when they were friends it was all about who the prettiest was who had
the longest most shapely legs and the juiciest booty. Knowing that Beyonce'
would be dressed the way she was LaToya and LaTavia were dressed in lavender
padded sports bras with matching g-strings such that they could show off all their
various goodies. The golden songstress just sneered at them, sucked her teeth,
turned her back and gave them the finger with her right hand and invited them
to kiss her sumptuous peach by patty it with her left.

The Angels returned the gesture and additionally invited Beyonce' to show
perverted affection to their vulvas. It did not take a rocket scientist to know
this was going to get ugly.

The coin toss was won by little La Tavia who was more than happy to be the
first to get her hands on Beyonce' first. La Toya was concerned but did not let
on so as to not show weakness to Beyonce'.

The gong sounded and the two peerless beauties ran toward each other
screaming cursing and swinging. Beyonce' bent over to meet the little angel ‘toe to
toe' one would think that beyonce would use her height and reach advantage to
dominate but she wanted to erase any doubt in any ones mind that she was the
superior fighter especially little La Tavia who always challenge her as a fighter
saying without obvious advantages ‘Beyonce' was nothing'. They peppered each
other with fists and clawing in the middle of the cage causing sweat blood
spit snot tears and hair to fly like twin kittens caught in a garbage disposal.
In the fray their ample breasts became dislodged from their bindings and were
targets of their vicious attacks. Both women howled when their mammary were
assaulted be neither asked or gave any quarter. What really amazed us was
little La Tavia's resolve skill and toughness she stood forehead to forehead with
Beyonce' taking everything the golden siren had to take and giving her hell
also. Action and excitement are understatements we in the control area were on
our feet and cheering for whoever!

Suddenly Beyonce' broke the dueling rhythm of the mutual battery with and
perfect over hand right to the top of La Tavia's head dropping the small beauty
to her knees with a squeal. LaTavia was devastated her arms were at her side
and she was leaning forward panting with the side of her face embedded into
Beyonce's moist rippling six pack. With a left hand full of La Tavia's hair and
her right hand creating busy work on La Tavia's face and forehead Beyonce began
to speak in a voice other than her own. There was a fiendish look in her eye
and her countenance turned demonic for lack of a better turn. Something beyond
anger and wrath had over taken her it was the other person inside her the one
who could take a quiet southern church girl and turn her into the vixen we saw
on stage and in the videos. It was t he one called Sasha!

Raising a knot in the middle of La Tavia's forehead took no time at all
considering the speed and intensity with which Beyonce was working her head. After
accomplishing the clear site of a hematoma on her victim's face beyonce raised
La Tavia by the ears to her feet then delivered a cruel head butt to the
little one's nose then grabbed her by the neck and crotch and gorilla slammed La
Tavia to the deck, "WHAP!" "UHHHH!", The air rushed from her small sexy
frame, then before she could catch her breath Beyonce' dropped her magnificent rump
down on La Tavia's exposed chest then converted into a school girl press ad
commenced pounding her into the deck. After drawing a sufficient amount of
blood and then Beyonce's settled the blade of her foot into La Tavia's throat
causing her lovely almond shaped eyes to bulge and her tongue to hang like a
thirsty dog. Sitting on th little girl's check side saddle was with her foot wedged
in La Tavia's neck was bad enough Beyonce cruelly smashed her right tit with
her knee. Once La Tavia's tongue was protruding in an inhuman manner Beyonce'
savagely clawed it with her right hand and then began to rip clumps of hair
of the little girls head. Tears poured from La Tavia bulging eyes and her
nostrils flared wild and widely desperately seeking much needed air.

After adjusting La Tavia;s position from the deck to her knee bending La
Tavia backwards with only her head and the balls of her feet touching the ground;
her legs spread revealing her subjacent lips gaping as if to trying to inhale
oxygen cut off elsewhere. Beyonce began to speak, "Now little b!%@#! Now say
somethin' about my Daddy! Now try to bit the hand that feeds you!" At this
point La Tavia had no more fight left , it was obvious form the fact that she had
long since left clawing and scratching her golden toned assailant and had now
started to pet and stroke Beyonce' like a child who had received a recent
scolding and was trying to ensure the favor and comfort from the angered parent.
Beyonce' was not moved to any compassion only to speaking of her self in the
third person; " Too late little ungrateful h@#! Sasha will make you pay for her
mother's sake!

La Tanya's pleading cries from the other end of cage fell on deaf ears as the
golden Amazon's cruelty became more intense, "Let her go Beyonce' she's had
enough, let her go please!" It was obvious that the sultry honey blonde vixen
planned to kill her smaller opponent so we rushed to open the cage and stop the
madness but before we could get there the resourceful La Tanya thought of
something. LaTonya dug deep into her sinuses throat and chest and produce the
most grotesque wad of mucus one could imagine then spat with pin point accuracy
onto the back of Beyonce's neck.

Suddenly Beyonce's movement ceased though she did not let go of La Tavia,
Beyonce turned her head slowly and said in a low devilish voice, "couldn't wait
our turn can't wait to be destroyed?" Beyonce' stood up carried her worn out
little victim over to the button protruding from the ground and dropped her on
sounding the gong for a tag out. The cage opened and La Tanya and the medical
staff ran out. Our staff retrieved La Tavia with a stretcher and and La Tanya
went for Beyonce' who was backing up with fists raised prepared for the next
phase of battle.
Circling each other with eyes locked La Tonya admonished Beyonce', catch your
breath H@#! Cause I don't want you to have any excuses when I beat yo' evil
yella' @$$! You didn't have to do that s#!%! You could'a let her go, you one
Beyonce' No but yo' demonic @$$! Could not remember that we been girls since we
were kids! You couldn't remember that we eat slept and did everything
together.

Yeah and you two ungrateful B!%@#es! Could not remember what my family did
for you my Mama treated you like you were her own!, Retorted Beyonce'.

I got a mom! Who y'all treated like a f()@k!n' "hanger on"!

And my Daddy, worked a miracle and made y'all a household word with yo' lil
non-singin' @$$es!"

"Yeah whateva'Beyonce', only miracle he made was makin' our money disappear,
the nasty B@$%@%&!"

"Enough talk! Sasha requires her portion of blood!" Beyonce' declared in a
sudden evil tone. Then they ran toward each other screaming like ancient Nubian
battle queens.

Reminiscent of the toe to toe match between the daughters of Frazier and Ali
they went at it pummeling each other with jabs hooks upper cuffs over hand
blows and head buts sounding like bowling balls cracking together disfiguring one
another's faces with every point of contact. Grunting and growling like two
animals in mortal combat. Neither amazon relented in the struggle we knew that
someone had to drop. It was Beyonce', though an excellent boxer she was never
a match for La Tonya in speed power or technique, hence she dropped to her
knees exhausted and panting like a big cat; ribs and epigastrium contracting
wildy.

La Tonya stepped back and started a series of upper cuffs to Beyonce's lovely
face drawing blood from her nose and mouth also closing the big sopranos
right eye. La Tonya was the dominate figure now the Diva of the match and Beyonce'
knew she was in trouble yet she held on to her consciousness and did not
submit, Sasha would not let her.

Beyonce' was on all fours panting and bleeding and La Tonya wasted no time
mounting her and locking on a side figure four head lock trapping Beyonce's head
and right arm too. La Tonya flexed her mighty thighs and butt arching her
lower back causing Beyonce' to sound out a muffled scream from the pressure.
Beside her cries Beyonce displayed the pain she felt by the sensual but
involuntary humping of her sexy round butt muscles. Beyonce's pain was compounded by
periodic knuckle strikes to her ribs by La Tonya producing reddish abrasions
along her side. La Tonya was completely in tune with Beyonce's condition,
knowing that the golden vixen was about to pass out she released her not for mercies
sake it's just theat La Tonya had not finished with her yet and wanted to
introduce new forms of pain.

La Tonya stood up twisted Beyonce's right arm into a straight arm bar
straddle the arm then dropped her impressively exuberant butt straight down on
Beyonce's shoulder hyper extending it a causing a blood curdling high "C" to come
from the big soprano. Ms. Now owned Beyonce' and Beyonce' knew it yet she never
relented she only screamed, cursed, and to everyone's surprised, threatened
the superior bronze battle vixen. La Tonya did no premature gloating know full
well it was not the regular sweet little Knowells child that she was doing
battle with but Sasha who could break out at any time once given the opportunity
so she continued her ruthless onslaught against Beyonce' by raising her to her
feet by the hair and ear.

Out of socket and now useless Beyonce's just dangled as Beyonce sought to
stabilize herself with her other arm and wobbling knees. Delivering a sudden chop
across Beyonce's chest broke the monotony of blunt pain inflicted upon the
golden songtress to sharp pain raising her to the balls of her feet with bulge
eyes and puckered lips. Tremendous agility is an under statement for Ms.
Luckett's next move; she delivered a standing drop kick with both feet connecting
to Beyonce's face toppling her like a fallen tree. La Tonya then sat into a
reverse "school girl face press covering Beyonce's nose and mouth with her
deliciously well formed butt simultaneously lacing Beyonce's arms in the folds of
her thighs. Immediately she crossed Beyonce's long shapely legs into a figure
four and bent backward then La Tonya began to flex her mighty glutei giving
the appearance that her ample hind end was devouring Beyonce's face.

At this point we knew it was over besides Beyonce' began to tap La Tanya's
side furiously signing a submission. La Tanya released Beyonce' swivelled around
on Beyonce's face then slithered down her frame sensuously until the were
nose to nose forehead to forehead and La Tanya began to speak, Now B!%@#! Now do
you realize that the whole world does not revolve around you that it's not all
about you that I'm your Queen and just kicked your big yella @$$! Panting
wildly Beyonce' issue a winded whispery response that only La Tonya could hear,
"Yes, yes you beat me I don't want no more please let me go, please? All the
time this was happening Beyonce' was petting her assailants side and hips
indicating childlike surrender but when La Tonya relaxed her delicious sweaty
physique the "Sasha" struck clamping on a perfect "Karma Sutra Claw" causing La
Tanya to shriek and gasp. Beyonce then rolled her over and initiated the second
phase of her attack by slicing her teeth into La Tonya's left nipple with a
fiendish growl accompanying it, causing another scream with a gush of tears
following. At this point wherever Beyonce went a bellowing La Tonya sounding like
an injured dog. Shortly the bellows turned into the desired outcry, Ok ok! I
give I give! You the best, you the best! Desperately like an inept safe
cracker the tall beauty searched for the right combination to unlock her pain.
Finally she found it, Beyonce' we was wrong we was wrong to talk about yo' daddy
and disrespect yo' mama we was wroooong! Please, please, please Mistress
Shasha let this lowly b!%@#! Gooo! Judging form the immediate release after this
heart felt soliloquy we figure La Tonya knew what to say all along but pride
would not let her do what pain finally convinced her to. Before La Tonya could
catch her breathe Beyonce' delivers a quick and devastating close line flipping
La Tonya head first to the deck knocking her out before she hit the ground
she sat into same "school girl figure four" combo that La Tonya employed earlier
in the match. Then Beyonce' shouted in a high pitch voice, "Hit It!" and we
knew it was over so we at her request started to play "Survivor" as Beyonce AKA
Sasha the Mistress of pain girated her sexy hips to the rhythm of the music
with a blood stained smile and Beyonce did not get up until she gained ultimate
satisfaction.

We found out the trust later but in the Battle clan there are no reversals in
the match outcomes, the surrender we heard was the one we went with. Still
when I saw her again leaving the "Fogo De Shao" restaurant on Westheimer, I felt
the need to tell Ms. Knowells that she should be ashamed of this dishonorable
conduct and her smug response was "Say my shame, say my shame motherf()@%!er"
then she sashayed with that sexy southern walk of her's into her awaiting
limo.

Deacon