When one uses the term ‘Renegade Indian Warrior’ the image that invariably springs to mind is one of a young and powerful male American Indian more than capable of fighting and enjoying it, but with little regards for rules except their own, even if they tend towards the ‘right side’ in the process of doing it. Black Bear was such a person as this, but with one very critical difference, he was actually a woman.
Not all that much is known about her earlier years or what may have led her to the lifestyle she chose, but she first made her presence known when she showed up in Oklahoma City at a bar known for its Bi and Lesbian patrons for a Friday Night event where they set up a ring and allow the women to wrestle each other, often with stakes of the winner claiming the loser for the night or weekend. She was easy to spot as a tall and powerful woman and the official sign in sheet that night shows her listed as being 5’10” and 185 pounds on a large boned frame, and there was a solid firmness that spoke of a naturally hard body from hard work, rather than the type you get from a gym workout. Without comment, she placed her name on the open challenge board and waited and watched as some of the regulars began to fight.
It didn’t take too long before she had a challenger from a woman her height but a good 15-20 lbs lighter, and a reputation of being an above average wrestler and the two quickly agreed to winner claims the loser match and got in to the ring. Initially it looked like Bear was on the losing side as she got caught in several holds and had to work a bit to break free of them, but then she seemed to catch fire and turned the tables on her opponent and caught her in a series of brutal power holds that had her gasping both in pain and for a lack of air. A gorilla press ending in a face down slam on to an extended knee to her stomach left her retching on the mats and all air knocked from her as Bear jerked her to her feet and in to a crushing bearhug that cut off her air completely. Seconds later the woman signaled her surrender and Bear dropped her on the spot letting her collapse gasping on the floor and holding her ribs as she left the ring.
Most women are usually content to claim the one woman they beat as a prize, but Bear seemed to be one of those few who liked several at once for she went back to the challenge board and added her name in a second time and waited to see what would happen. Less than an hour later, she had her second match in the form of the lover of the first woman. This one was also the same height but much heavier and she was not thrilled to find the woman she usually fought and claimed, already taken by Bear so she challenged her instead planning to score a win and claim both Bear and her usual prize in one fell swoop.
Within seconds of them starting Bear realized this one was not afraid to go for the dirty fighting when she unleashed a series of blows to the breasts and then a hard kick to the groin. Stumbling back and gasping for breath she overheard some comments from those watching, that she also won most of her matches using such tactics. Bear had fought clean in the first fight, but against this one she knew she had to match and exceed her in the dirty fighting and she did so stepping forward and returning a vicious kick to her foe’s own womanhood hard enough to drop her to her knees, and a second kick to the chin came too fast for her to avoid it and it stretched her out senseless and an easy kill as Bear grabbed the legs and dragging her over and in to a Boston Crab and went deep not afraid to hurt her back. The pain was enough to snap her foe out of her daze but not much more as she clawed the mats and tried to power out and push up to no avail for with each attempt Bear seemed to drive deeper in to the hold until she was bent back at a very dangerous angle and suddenly passed out from sheer pain, and Bear now had two women as her prize that night.
The speed and fierceness she displayed shocked many of the audience and when Bear walked to the boards and put her name up a third time, her offer to fight was not taken up for essentially the rest of the night. The hours passed and Bear waited, but no one else seemed willing to take her on until about twenty minutes from closing time at 2:00 A.M. The local champion of the club was in the ring, an equally powerful woman at 6’0” and about the same weight as Bear maybe a bit more and she had done well scoring five wins that night, and having just claimed her fifth prize as “last call” was sounding and stood in the ring sweating and looking over the audience and daring anyone to take her on, winner takes all in a KO match for the whole weekend. None spoke up, except Bear who apparently was willing to take the risk. Standing up, she accepted the challenge and added her own two prize women a well to the stakes, the winner would go home that night with eight women as a prize. It would be a record for the club, as the previous record held by the current champ was only six in one night.
Without further comment, Bear climbed in to the ring to face the local champ, but perhaps in an attempt to mess with Bear’s head, the champ stripped off both her top and bottom tossing both from the ring and getting whistles of appreciation from the audience, many who knew that the champ when she did that, was more than willing to go all out and no mercy to get a win. Perhaps Bear heard comments from the crowd or maybe she made her choice on her own, but she didn’t even bat an eye as she looked the champ up and down a brief second or so and then stripped her own gear off and strode towards the champ even as she tossed her clothes outside. Moments later the two lunged for each other and the battle was on and it was clear within seconds that neither of them was going to hold back. Moves and holds both clean and dirty were used and broken out of in a vicious sequence of move and countermove with neither able to keep one locked on for more than a handful of seconds at a time, in order to do some serious weakening of the other.
Closing time came and went, but few of the women watching the battle were inclined to leave as they watched and cheered on the two women, even as they showed no sign of stopping when management called for the match to end due to closing time. For a brief moment the two women separated, and they both turned and glared at the manager in clear annoyance, and it looked like it would be a draw with neither of them winning and the ladies watching the battle made their feelings clear they wanted to see a winner in this match. Both Bear and the champ seemed to agree and told the manager to let them finish it, and after several seconds of hesitation, the manager had the security on duty lock all doors and allowed those wanting to leave go out just the side door and let no one else in and told the two they could finish it.
It was a decision that seemed to meet the approval of the crowds and also the two fighters in the ring as they turned back towards each other ready to resume the battle. There was an almost palatable tension in the air as the two held off resuming for a few seconds perhaps considering what they had seen and learned of each other that night, then they lunged for each other, their bodies slamming together with a hard smack of flesh to flesh and the two went down in a wild tangle of thrashing arms and legs that rolled across the ring and almost under the ropes that would have dropped them to the floor outside. There was a brief break as they came apart and to their feet but that was all as they locked again against the ropes and rolled across them both briefly trapping the other against it to deliver a series of punishing blows, before the champ managed to stun Bear long enough for a hard hip toss to send her to center ring where she locked her foe in to a figure four leg lock in an attempt to do some serious damage to the legs and ground Bear so the champ could have a better chance of defeating her.
Powerful as the champ was, she had not reckoned on Bear’s own stamina, strength and resolve, and she struggled against the hold and slowly rolled the two of them over reversing the hold back on to the champ and forcing her to now struggle to roll them back and get the pressure off her own legs. It had became a very serious battle the crowd could see, and a dangerous duel the two women were engaged in for both when on the receiving end could be seen suffering as the other did there best to cripple the other. Their duel continued back and forth for the better part of ten minutes before the champ chose to finally break the lock and with difficulty forced herself to hands and knees and drew a seemingly all but out of it Bear to her knees and upright before clamping a bearhug on her from the kneeling position that clearly had Bear gasping in pain and for air the champ was denying her and her struggles quickly weakened, and the crowd sensed the end was drawing near for Bear despite calls for those fast becoming fans of Bear to rally back. Yet Bear endured the hold and refused to go out, despite the fact the champ hurt as she was as well was straining to end it that way.
Perhaps realizing she could not squeeze her out that way, the champ went for a different finish forcing Bear back until she toppled on to her back and unlocking the bearhug, slid up and locking her arms around Bears head dropped her breasts over he upturned face and applied a breast smother meant to smother her out cold. It was a finisher the champ was very good at with a pair of 40 DD’s to ensure Bear was deeply buried it looked like it was over for Bear. The Indian warrior lady however had other ideas, and moments later, the champ discovered that Bear was far from finished and also why she was called Bear as the arms lashed out and around the champ for a solid bearhug, and the champ’s own face jerked up in total surprise and then acute pain, her mouth open and working and her face rapidly going beet red. The crowds knew at once that Bear had power still in her, and had cut off the champ’s own air supply as well, and it was down to an end duel for the two of them, which would weaken and succumb first to the lack of air. The crown went very quiet as they watched the silent struggle between the two, the champ clearly squirming as she tried to work some kind of relief in to herself and get some air, Bear still buried under her and the champ refusing to release her knowing if Bear got even a single breath she was finished.
A minute passed and then a minute and a half then the champ sagged down, obviously weakening fast, but her grip still in place on Bear’s face, and Bear made her own bid for freedom as a hard roll got the champ under her instead, and then with a sudden and hard wrench of the head and neck, Bear’s face rose from the cleavage and she sucked in a sharp gaping breath before the now desperate champ managed to drag her back in to the cleavage and get the smother on again, but the damage was done, and with the breath however short in her, Bear seemed to draw more from here, and tightened down more on the champ and she began to buck under her as her own air gave out and autonomic responses took over trying a last desperate attempt to break free before she quivered then went still.
Slowly, Bear eased up on the bearhug and also pulled free of the smother, taking in deep breaths of air and it was clear the champ under her was out for the count and had lost. It wasn’t easy as Bear had been weakened herself but she stood up and struck a victor pose over the champ, before the champ was revived and sat up with a scowl as she realized she had lost and was now Bear’s prize for the weekend. Slowly rising to her own feet, she proclaimed Bear the winner of the night, but could not also resist saying she had been very lucky that night, no one had ever broken her finishing smother in the past, and she loudly proclaimed she wanted a rematch with Bear next weekend. The comment about being very lucky however got a scowl from Bear and she turned on the champ and her own voice rose as she loudly declared, “You think your smother is so great? Care to put your body on the line right now for the entire week to prove it?!?”
Many of the remaining crowd had been heading for the door to leave, but the declaration caught many of their ears and they turned back to the ring to see what was going on. The champ herself was tired having lost the fight, but Bear’s apparent challenge of some kind had her attention now and she could also see that if she backed down now, her reputation at the club would take a serious blow as well. Glowering at Bear, she half growled herself, “What do you have in mind?” Bear stepped close to her and the champ stiffened thinking Bear was about to attack, but she instead spoke in a low tone to the champ, who looked thoughtful, though there was also more than a hint of fear in her eyes, and shook her head ‘no’, and turned as if to exit the ring, apparently the challenge rejected. She was about to step out when Bear called out, I’ll raise the stakes, I win you become mine for a week, if I lose you get me for a month!” It was enough to make the champ stop, and give Bear a very long considering look, and then she nodded her head as if in agreement and turning signaled to the manager to come in to the ring to clear it with him what they had in mind., and he seemed to balk as well at the challenge, but after some quiet whispering between the three while the remaining crowd waited, the manager departed for his office in some haste, while the champ turned to the audience and proclaimed to them, “Bear and I have agreed to a special duel, but the manager wants us to sign release waivers holding the club, himself and each other not liable should something bad happen.” That got the attention of the crowd and a low buzz of excitement went through it speculating on what it was about. It was clear the smother had a role in it but they were not sure how until the manager returned and after the two women read them and signed them, he turned to the audience and declared the battle to take place. . .
“Ladies, the Champ and Bear are about to have a smothering duel in which both will try to make the other admit their smother is superior, both will start locked in the other’s smother at the same time and they will take the struggle from there” That said he left the ring and both the Champ and Bear stepped to the center of the ring and laid down on their sides, the crowd quickly saw how they would start as they faced each other their face in front of the other’s breasts and their bodies extending away from each other, only their heads, neck and shoulders would be in full contact with the other’s body as they wound their arms around each other’s head and drew the face towards the engulfing breasts. A few seconds passed as both set their grips for the final embrace and draw in to the other’s breasts and to take a few deep breaths and then with no noticeable signal from either both tightened down and drew the faces of the other in to seal them off in a dangerous smother.
Immediately both used their bodies to twist and try to roll the other under them, the obvious point being if trapped underneath the weight of the other was to the advantage of whoever was on top. Neither seemed to succeed for the better part of a minute and the crowds could see that what exposed parts of the face for both was already a fiery beet red as air was quickly used up and began to go bad. The champ was the first to really weaken and Bear managed to roll her underneath but straining as she was Bear could not break the Champ’s own seal on her and the time went to the two minute mark. Bear suddenly jerked her head up and free of the champ’s embrace and those watching could see the champ was herself bucking and writhing badly as her hands groped for Bears head, found it and dragged her back towards the smother, but the damage was done as Bear had managed a couple of breaths before the champ managed to seal her back in, it was but after barely a dozen seconds Bear’s head rose from the cleavage a second time and this time after just a few more seconds, the champ went limp clearly knocked out. Bear had won this match and she again staked her claim having someone wake up the champ and then claiming her prizes for the night, she had them get in their cars and follow her in a small convoy away from the club to wherever she planned to take them.
The weekend passed and with Sunday night the prizes of that nights began arriving in ones and twos, all the women that Bear claimed returned, most bearing a number of bruises and signs of being in a very violent fight, two of the women badly hurt enough to check in to the hospital. Police were called and questions asked but the women would not tell what had happened, and worse, the Champ was still not accounted for, though many when initially questioned by the cops did repeat the claim of the smother match, Bear had claim over the Champ for a full week rather than just the weekend like the rest of them were. In the end however, one woman did speak up and told where they had been taken and the rest of the story and it was not a pretty one. Bear had been very rough and very physical with them, but it had not been too bad as they all shared in the entertaining of Bear. The champ however still resented her double loss and conspired with the others while Bear slept after a threesome sexual bout to have all of them attack Bear, beat her badly and then return to town. They made the attempt by catching Bear while she was still asleep but quickly discovered just how violent the woman could become when she faced such odds and she tore in to them with no hesitation even as they dog piled on her and quickly started to knock them silly or knock them out. The fight had lasted for maybe 20 minutes or so but in the end only Bear was still standing and she started asking hard questions about who made them do it and the finger from several of the women went to the champ right away.
The champ tried to be brazen about it, but Bear was not accepting her attitude and she tore in to the champ again, and within minutes had her stretched out senseless on the floor of the lakeside cabin where she had taken them. Turning to the rest of the women, she told them “This one needs to learn a hard lesson to accept her place when she loses, I free the rest of you from being my prize but you are bound to silence about what has happened here, you may say only that the Chump here (emphasizing the word Chump and not champ) for her treachery is now my prize for one week as we agreed in the wager. I was going to let her go along with the rest of you after the weekend even though the bet was for a week, now she has to pay the full price. ” They had left as Bear allowed them to, but many returned to the cabin to try and get Bear to release the champ as well, but both had disappeared by then to points unknown.
The week passed and the champ failed to return then a second one was almost up when she finally made it to town and a friend’s house wearing but a bra and panties and clearly needing a hospital at once suffering from a broken arm and several cracked ribs. Police were called in but the champ refused to press charges and in fact seemed afraid to even discuss it despite their attempts to get her to agree to it. A friend a couple weeks later finally got the champ to open up and tell her side of the story.
Bear had while the champ was still out bundled her in to her own car and driven close to 30 miles away and deep in to a stretch of woods seldom visited. There a hunter’s cabin would be their home the next two weeks as she was forced to serve Bear and her every demand, some of them deliberately meant to be very demeaning for her fomenting the rebellion against her. At the end of the week, Bear was apparently satisfied that the Champ had learned humility but apparently not enough for as she prepared to be taken back to civilization the Champ could not comment that she still felt that she could take Bear in a no holds barred match. Bear looked at the champ as if she might be the dumbest thing around and then suggested to her that if she was that certain there was plenty of room there at the cabin for the scrap, but this time it would end only when one called the other their mistress and agreed to be their prize for a full month.
Maybe the champ’s ego was getting the better of her; or perhaps she underestimated what Bear could do in a no holds barred match, but she immediately agreed and they fought it out there in a violent battle lasting the better part of three hours and again the champ found herself losing the fight. Bear this time was even more harsh and unforgiving in humiliating the champ, and the champ after just a few days realized she could take it no more. That night as Bear slept, the champ sneaked from the cabin wearing only her bra and panties as the rest was locked in Bear’s car and Bear had the keys and fled on foot in to the woods trying to find her way out of them and back to civilization. It took three days to find her way back avoiding all contacts due to her dress and condition, but once they knew where she had been, they went to the cabin figuring that was where Bear was living. If she was, she was no more; no sign of anything was left in there except the remnants of the champ’s clothes and purse, all badly burned in the fireplace and useless.
Bear didn’t return to that club again and for that matter dropped from sight completely, but she did turn up a couple weeks later in another city and another club with a similar venue of fighting and again proved to be an all but undefeatable fighting woman. Each weekend her prizes would return sore and bruised, though almost never worse than that unless they got in to another fight with Bear, then she would quietly disappear from sight again, and every couple weeks she would turn up at yet another city or town and another club always looking for a good fight.
It seemed like Black Bear was meant to be a drifter of sorts or maybe she was just looking for that right connection and place to settle down, or maybe she was on the run for some reason, no one knew for sure, and she wasn’t telling either, remaining completely tight lipped about her past and where she came from. Suffice to say she would stay maybe one or two weekends in some town or city then move on, rare was the time she stayed longer until she found her way down to New Orleans, and discovered the underground fight club known as The Arena. It was a private bar and fight club that had a public arena built in to a warehouse that could and often did hold up to 300 patrons to root on the fighters. There was no height, weight or sexual boundaries here, on any given night there were open matches where male fought against male, female fought female, and male fought female almost without any discretion at all and the fighters and the patrons tended to be a wild bunch themselves, often fighting for the familiar stakes as well as significant cash prizes going to the top fighters.
It was here that Bear made a stop and won all four of her fights the first night impressing the management enough to ask her to come back that weekend coming up and offering her a match in the cash prize area. This was a much tougher competitor she faced when she showed up, one of the higher ranking women as well as one of the higher ranking men who afterwards openly challenged her pitting his prize money for hers as well as a chance to claim her as a prize. Both of them went down to defeat and the guy even more so as she let it all go when he started fighting dirty and revealed her own vicious side that left him unconscious with a broken rib and another pair of cracked ribs.
After the fights, the managers approached Bear about staying for another week and undertaking a much more serious fight. When she showed an interest they revealed to her by taking her down in to the basement and then in to a hidden sub basement to introduce her to ‘the pit’. It was a concrete square that measure 15 x 15 x 10 deep with seating for about 80 on the four sides set high to look down in to it. It was here that they arranged special fights where the fight was to the death, only one could climb out of the pit alive, and the loser went through a grate at the bottom of the floor in to an underground river that washed the body out to the Mississippi river to be borne away to the gulf. Loser bought the farm; winner got a cash prize of $10,000 with the option to come back for another fight at double the prize each month. Understandably, not many came in here to watch, as the management did their best to carefully screen who entered the special area. The management also greased more than a few political palms to keep the place quiet to the outside as well as those of certain high ranking cops, and those who attended to watch paid a hefty $1,000 for a seat to watch. If she accepted she would be pitted against a very tough woman the next week. Bear waited perhaps 3 seconds before she agreed to the fight and the preparations were made for it.
It was one of the few times that Bear hung around for any length of time, and she quietly disappeared with her prizes of that night and to prepare for the death match in a week. When the time came, Bear got her first look at her foe and found herself facing a powerful looking woman easily a couple inches taller than her and well muscled from gym work. Both women stripped down nude as the rules required such and dropped in from opposite corners and neither waited or tried to assess the other’s abilities as they went for each other at once. To the surprise of many of the watchers the fight was very short and intense as Bear was quickly trapped in a scissors hold that started to choke her to death but a hard elbow to the womanhood of her foe in three rapid shots got a deep moan from the woman and Bear broke free of the choke hold and to her feet before her foe could. Grabbing her foe’s arm as she came up, Bear spun her about and literally flung her face first in to the corner of the pit at a stumbling pace and followed it up with a drop kick directed at the lower back’s spine.
Everyone heard the crack and knew the spine had been broken when the woman dropped where she was and laid there twitching. Bear grabbed her by the arms and hauled her to the center and locked her legs around the chest and poured on the pressure breaking her ribs and crushing them in to the heart and lungs. The fight had lasted perhaps 5 minutes if that much and was perhaps also the fastest kill the people had ever seen. For Bear as she stood up panting from her short but very intense exertions as she had applied as much pressure as she could to end it fast it was also a major victory. But it was a victory that quickly turned sour as she was receiving her reward money before the watchers and the place was suddenly raided by the police.
Bear was not about to take a criminal charge for murder and in the confusion that initially reined; she snatched the cash and quietly disappeared down the same drain grate the dead body had just been dropped down. A day later, Bear knew that her troubles with that fight had just become a major problem; the woman she had killed had turned out to be an undercover cop deliberately planted in the club to infiltrate the deadly arena, and as luck or possibly deliberately, Bear had come along at the right time and been pitted against her. The plan according to newspaper and TV reports was the police would storm the place as soon as the fight was to begin breaking up the fight before it could go very far, but the swiftness that Bear had countered the first attack and killed her made it instead of just murder, she now had a cop killer charge against her, and she had to duck out of sight fast.
The ten thousand dollars she had won was put to good use as she quickly negotiated a cheap car buy from a ‘for sale by owner’ with cash which she drove out of state and through a couple states before ditching it outside a town in a river to hide it, and then boarded a bus to another state. Using a round about route, Bear worked her way west using cash only for the tickets and an occasional cheap clunker car to confuse any trail; her final destination by her choice was Los Angeles, a city so large that a person wishing to get lost could easily do so there, and that was exactly what she was looking to do.
Ten thousand however will go only so far, and she used a bit over half of it just reaching the city, she had to make money and she took to a lifestyle of working as a freelance body guard for those who were willing to pay well and not ask questions about her past, she supplemented this by serving as an enforcer as well for a couple of the gangs that worked the city and this was enough to help her get by. It was also enough to draw the attention of the police who soon was able to identify her as being wanted for the cop killing charge, but could do little else except keep an eye open for her as they had little in the way of man power to commit to actually finding her.
There was however others interested in her, and willing to take the time and make the effort to find her and take her out. There were four of them, all of them women and all of them cops as well. What made them different however was that they felt the laws, the courtrooms, and the police system was too weak and had formed a clandestine and very illegal hit team of their own that they called the Vipers. They used intelligence from police records and evidence to locate people and where they were, infiltrated their groups and made the hits, and then quietly they and the bodies disappeared most of the time unless they wanted to leave the body as a deliberate and strong message to others. Their targets were not your usual criminals either; these were the rich and powerful, the strong and politically connected and corrupted, and the major lawbreakers who felt they were above the law. These were the ones that they targeted to be taken out, because they usually were responsible for at least one or more deaths or lives ruined by their actions.
Their leader was Twen, a naturally strong and agile woman who stood at 5’9” and weighed a very solid 165 lbs. Her naturally blonde hair and name suggested and hinted at possible German or Scandinavian heritage and she was a no nonsense woman who had worked her way up from patrol officer to the rank of Detective. With 15 years on the service she was their oldest at the age of 35 but few would think her that for she looked at worst to be in her mid twenties. She led the foursome with a firm and wise hand and in the time the Vipers had been formed, she had racked up 31 kills so far against the scum of her county and city.
Then there was Ingrid, slightly shorter at 5’8” and a solid 155 lbs she was a patrol officer on duty in the beach and warehouse district choosing that area by choice due to her hatred of illegal drugs and drug dealers who pushed them, and that district she worked was lousy with the stuff and she wanted to be the edge that helped bust and clean up a lot of it. Her flame red hair was a match for her likewise fiery Irish temper, and she had a body that men wanted to know being only in her early twenties, but Ingrid was also a scrapper at heart, and any man wanting to bed her was told bluntly they had to take her in a submission or KO style wrestling match first, and those seeing her tight and solid body more often than not quickly backed off. Those wild enough to accept the challenge invariably lost usually to a KO administered by her. Only one man had so far been able to defeat her, and right after that he had lost interest in her as well leaving her free to continue her police hunt unhindered. Her record within the Vipers was not so high yet with only 14 kills so far but every one of them following her personal hatred had been major drug dealers who had often ordered hits on those who invaded their territory.
The third member of the team was perhaps the most noticeable and powerful of them all. Jade was her real name, but everyone called her Ebony for her all but jet black skin. She stood at an even 6’0” and weighed close to 210 pounds of hard and lean muscle from her constant gym workouts. She was a cop, but she never wore an uniform as her work from day one was pure undercover where she had become a deep mole in one of the most dangerous drug running black gangs in Los Angeles feeding needed information to the cops to break up occasional major shipments or money transfers, and serving also as a personal hit woman for the gang’s leaders as well. If the leaders ever found out what she really was, she knew she would die a slow and very painful death at their hands. She made sure they didn’t and more than a few who were getting close or suspicious of her had already quietly disappeared from sight to never be found again. Her size was comparable and matched only by her ego that helped to drive her both undercover as well as with the Vipers, and it included in her six years with the Vipers 42 kills surpassing even Twen’s record and Ebony made no bones about her record and that she felt she should lead the team and not Twen. For her part Twen was well aware of Ebony’s desires and had faced her down herself twice, and the others had made it clear to her as well that they did not want her as their leader.
The fourth member was also their newest barely under three years with the group, her name was Rosa and was herself the shortest in the group, a mere 5’6”, she weighed in close to 185 pounds however on a large boned body that made her look heavy, but those who knew her better also knew it was not fat she had but a solid and naturally strong body. She had grown up under the harsh conditions of the Spanish barrio districts where you had to be tough to survive, and had seen her brother gunned down and found out that some senior gang member had given orders for the hit for some personal reason. Swearing vengeance she joined the gangs and quietly been seeking information about who gave the order and who did the actual hit, intending to see them both dead at her hand. It was during this time that she had a run in with Ingrid who picked her up for questioning about something else and managed to gain her confidence and learned of why she was with the gangs. Sensing a kindred spirit in her, she arranged for her to meet Twen as well and the two of them checking on her found she had a couple minor warrants out on her. They convinced her to turn herself in and face the music, and backed her up when she went before the judge appearing in full dress uniform and vouching for her as being a good person wanting to make right.
Their actions impressed the judge and he put Rosa on a half year’s probation with the promise that if she stayed clean, he would have all records wiped clean giving her a new slate on life. She made good on it, and so did the judge. Three months later, she joined the police department in their records and evidence storage division and has served an important role for the group as an in department gathering source they would otherwise not have access to. She had learned from them how to use her body and be a dangerous and deadly fighter even more so than her own street smart ways of fighting and has so far racked up seven kills to her own name, including the man who killed her brother, though she still seeks the info on who ordered the kill.
Now as the four of them met for a meeting to discuss what missions were still open, and who they may want to add to their hit list, the matter of Bear came up as a possible target due to her cop killing status. Three of them voted for the kill, but the dissenting vote came from Rosa who argued a different course. “Look, I know she killed a cop but we’ve also seen the reports and she never knew she was facing a cop planted to enter a death fight. Also, since she got here, we know she has broken the law, and yes she has killed as well. But have you noticed her kills were only the same kind of scum we go after? She even killed one who we had been looking for ourselves for several months.” Looking at the others she made her pitch, “She is a lot like us, I say we don’t kill her, but instead seek her out, sound her out and possibly recruit her to the Vipers, she could be a possible valuable asset to the group, at least let’s get to know her better before we say she has to die. I vote ‘no’ to block this kill.”
A snort of derision came from Ebony to the pitch of Rosa, and she stood up and made her own case. “Look, it may sound good to you, but she is not a cop and that’s one strike already against her. We sure as hell can’t do for her like we did for you; yours was a minor misdemeanor, hers is a federal capital crime. She gets caught while with us, and blows the whistle on us we’ll all end up for life at least in prison and we have to many enemies in there who won’t let us live very long if that happens. Besides we already have the four of us trying to find and off the scum on the list, why add another one and especially some dumb Indian of all things.”
Rosa turned to her friend Ingrid to see what her feelings were on this and the look did not look promising as she sat there and added her thoughts. “Both of you make some good points, and quite honestly with her not being a cop I just can’t shake a feeling that contacting her with an offer will be trouble for us. The risks are very high in what you propose, but then what we do here is also very high risk. For now I will abstain and consider this more, though I do lean towards at least approaching her but with extreme caution and distrust.”
The group turned towards Twen to see what she had to say, her own face had a thoughtful look to it and she stood and paced to the window and looked out a few seconds before she spoke. “Right now there are millions of people out there wanting desperately for a lot of the scum we go after to be either locked up or removed all together because they have made their lives miserable. Because we are also cops, we sometimes can’t make a move against them in uniform without tipping our hand because they have good police connections to some of the more corrupt in the department. This Bear, because she is not a cop and is a wanted criminal could potentially be our wild card and the joker in the deck of life and death we deal out.” Turning back to face the others she made her choice. “I vote no for now on hitting her and agree we should check her out, but I reserve the right to if she proves too dangerous or too risky or unstable for us to use to change my vote to make her a ‘Kill’ instead.”
Her choice got a snort of disdain from Ebony and Twen looked at her and there was a certain level of coldness in her voice. “Think what you want, but for now the vote is two of us choosing to let her live and one abstaining, and you know as well as I that no one goes on the hit list unless we all agree to it.”
The coldness in her voice took and even harder chill and a distinct edge as Twen added, “And despite your claims of superiority, you still have four on your own hit list that you have made no improvements on finding much less getting close enough to finish them off, so don’t be too hasty to consider rejecting the adding a fifth so quick.” The comment got a scowl from Ebony because she was right and to make things worse, all three of the other women had in the last two weeks made serious progress in their own work and both Twen and Ingrid had scored kills as well. Apparently however Twen was willing to not push the point any further or openly speak of the kills to rub it in, and instead turned the matter towards getting a message to Bear that they wanted to speak with her.
It turned out that Rosa was able to provide the answer to that as a couple of her own contacts in her home neighborhood had seen or knew the general whereabouts of Bear at the moment. A message was written and sealed with the offer to meet with her, and Rosa took it with her that night to her contacts to get it delivered. Three days later, Rosa asked for the group to meet and she produced Bear’s own response which she had already read and let the others read it as well. It was not the answer they had really expected, but Bear had signaled she might be willing to talk under her own terms and conditions and named them. It was not the situation they liked, for it was one that forced them to take a serious risk of their own that might be unnecessary. The letter she wrote was in a plain hand and said. . . .
“I have heard of you, and I have done some asking around as well and learned enough about you to know you number four in all and are a trained and professional assassination team. I am willing to consider your offer, but I want to meet one of you face to face in private at a place where I can be assured of reasonable privacy and a good chance to escape should you prove to be as treacherous with your words as you are in taking lives.” Bear had then named a location which was a now empty warehouse that was abandoned for a few months now after a major drug bust there shut the operations down, the meeting was set for midnight just two nights from then, and she made it clear that she will accept only one of them, if they all showed up, she would disappear and they would never have another chance to get to her.
The reaction was immediate with both Ebony and Ingrid saying no to the idea and even Twen was inclined to say the same. Rosa however seemed convinced and certain that Bear was a potential ally for them and volunteered to be the one to meet Bear. Twen turned a flat thumbs down on it however; calling it was too high a risk against this much of an unknown. Rosa could go, but either she or Ingrid would go with her, and if Bear bolted, then so be it she said and there would have to be a new vote on her kill or no kill status. The order by Twen was not making Rosa feel good, but she also didn’t argue it trusting the judgment of her leader, and turned to Ingrid and asked if she would be willing to accompany her for this. Ingrid was strongly tempted to decline and let Twen be the one, but she had also become one of Rosa’s closest friends since they met, and Rosa had done her more than a few favors including saving her life once. She sighed and accepted the request but said later to Rosa in private that she didn’t have much hope for the encounter.
The next two days and nights passed quickly enough, and as the midnight hour approached for the meeting, all four of the women made an appearance about two blocks away from the meeting site and after Ingrid and Rosa donned listening devices so all that was said and done there could also be listened to by Twen and Ebony they set out for the warehouse.
It was completely dark in the building, no lights were seen lit inside or outside as far as they could tell as they approached but the pedestrian outer gate from the street they discovered was both unlocked as well as ajar, and then they found the door for people to use leading in from the docks to be likewise unlocked and ajar. It was clear that this was the route Bear had used to get in and they followed her clues and entered crossing the open area just inside and in deeper. They never saw it coming as the whole area was in all but darkness lit only by faint moonlight coming in from windows on the second and third floor until with a faint hiss and then a hard sound, an arrow embedded itself in the hard wooden floor between them, and a moment later they found themselves in light as a pair of work lights turned on from the top floor and was centered on them. From the darkness of the area up there Bear’s voice with anger clearly in it came drifting down. “Now I know I said I would accept only one of you here to meet me, not two. You better explain why you refused that demand from there or I’ll leave you right where you are now and this ‘talk’ will be over!”
Ingrid looking up in to the bright lights could not make out the shape of Bear up there and figured she was hiding but she spoke for them both any way. “Sorry Bear, but right now we consider you just as bad a risk to us as we appear to you, and the boss said there had to be two of us, no one to meet you singly until we had a chance to talk and make any offers and hear what you have to say.” From above Bear’s voice came back. “That first arrow was meant as an attention getter, I am more than proficient enough to kill a running deer with this bow and could also have easily killed one of you but didn’t. But you’re right about the matter of trust, neither of us are willing to trust the other yet, but I’ll give you a chance to come up and make your pitch to me IF” and there no doubt from her voice that her next words had to be listened to and heeded if they wanted to get close enough. “You want to meet me face to face, OK I’ll allow it for you both but only if you strip down fully and come up that way. I want you in a situation where if you try some trick and if you prove treacherous I will have you out of position from your clothes and have a hard time chasing me outside while you are naked.”
The two police women looked at each other, this was definitely not going the way they wanted it to, and then Rosa shrugged and started to remove her clothes to the obvious dismay of Ingrid. Ingrid muttered something barely heard by Rosa next to her about ‘fools rushing in where angels fear to tread’ then raising her voice to normal level she spoke for Twen and Ebony to hear. “Sorry guys, but we’ll have to leave the clothes and listening devices here if we want to get close enough to her to do anything, she has us at an impasse right now and we’ll lose her if we don’t comply.” Then started to shuck her own clothes off there in the light until she and Rosa stood naked and waiting for Bear’s next move.
From above Bear’s voice called, “Your actions have earned at least some trust from me. Now one of you go and lock the door you came in and return here so I can see you.” Rosa took that cue, and went and locked the door and returned to the light and Bear continued. “Good, most of the building’s power has been cut but I restored it to a few light circuits as well as the security system including the cameras. Now turn left and go to the stairs there and take it all the way up to the loft which is where you’ll find me. I’m at the security desk up here watching your every move on the cameras, as well as activating the alarm system so if your friends try to get in we’ll know it within seconds, and you’ll lose your chance to try and convince me. Are we clear on this?”
Under her breath and barely loud enough for Rosa to hear it Ingrid said “I don’t like this at all, she’s got us jumping through hoops and playing her game with little chance to make any real moves of our own.” Rosa glanced at her friend and sometimes partner then started forward towards the dimly lit stairwell. But as they entered and started to climb she offered her own comment, “Maybe, but she could have just said no or took off when we did show up with two of us, and she’s right about one thing. She could easily have planted that arrow back there in either of us and we could be dead as a result. My gut instincts are telling me that this is the right way to go, we may have to put up with things we don’t like but she’s testing us, I know it. She wants to see if we are legit in our desire to talk with her and not just be here to try and take her in to custody. It’ll work out I trust my feelings in something like this, and they have been right every time so far. Remember how I warned the four of us off that one time back in May when I sensed we were being set up for a trap that would have taken us all out in a hail of bullets?”
Ingrid glanced down at her friend, “You and your damm hunches! You’ve been right so far in them all, let’s hope this is not the first time for it to fail you or we may have some real troubles on our hands.” Ingrid looked like she was about to say more, but they had reached the top floor where the door ahead led to the loft area, and for now she held her piece as they saw a dim light lit just beyond it. Pushing the door open, they stepped inside prepared as best as they could to meet with Bear.
The loft was a fairly large open floor area broken for the most part by the occasional vertical beam rising between the floor and the roofing above. The floor area was perhaps 60 feet wide and about 150 feet long with a raised platform taking up about the last 20 feet with a desk there for the security systems and standing and watching them was Bear. She also clearly had her bow ready, an arrow fitted and drawn back aimed at the door should they have come charging through, in an attempt to surprise and subdue her. As they cleared the doorway, she touched a pair of switches and they found themselves fully lit as more lights came on at their end but Bear’s end remained more or less dimly lit. “I’d say ‘welcome’ but given the current situation, I’d doubt any of us really felt that way. You can come halfway towards me but no further until we have established some trust between us.”
The two women exchanged quick glances with each other then did as Bear was demanding before stopping. It was then that Bear stepped more fully in to the open and they could see her more fully as well. “OK” she said, “You’re here; make you pitch or presentation or whatever it is you want to say from there.” Rosa took one more step forward and noted the shift of Bear’s bow and arrow towards her but she went no further and laid out the offer for Bear to consider. When she was done, Rosa took a slow careful step backwards to again be next to Ingrid and waited for Bear to make her choice. Her words much like her response on the paper was not what they had hoped for.
“I’ve used these couple of days since you first contacted me to do some digging of information about you and as I said in the letter you number four in all, and are a professional assassination team going after the worst of the dregs here in the city. The information says that when you do so it’s not with guns or knives but hand to hand combat using the skills of your body and minds to get to them and kill them. While I approve of your actions and the fact you fight that way, why would you want to add me to your team when you are supposedly as great as the stories have been told to me?” Ingrid who up until now had been silent chose to speak out on that question. “You bring up a good point, but as also noted we number just four and we are trying to deal with the worst in a city that numbers in the millions. We need more help than you could realize, and your own fighting record both in this area as well as before like the ‘incident’ in New Orleans has convinced at least Rosa here and to a limited extent our boss you could be a force for the overall good of the area if you join us.” Glancing over to Rosa where she stood she had to add in “We can’t do anything about those charges in New Orleans, and so long as you live, you’ll also be hunted as well. By throwing in with us, we can possibly protect you if the cops get too close to nailing you and give you a chance to drop from sight and avoid being caught.”
Bear remained silent for the better part of the minute as she considered all they had laid out to her then made a counter officer of her own. “I’m interested, but I want proof that you and the others are as good as you think you are rather than an overblown tall tale. Some of what I was told while I checked on you sounded more than a bit unreal. Words are just not enough, and I won’t join you unless you can prove it to me you know what you’re doing.” Her words were confusing at best to the two officers and Rosa perhaps put it best as she said “What proof can we give you, those we hit are not exactly in a position to tell you how it happened?” Bear’s own response was a complete surprise as such. “That’ll be easier for you to do, than you may think, but only IF you are willing to put yourself on the line to do so.” The curious and even puzzled looks on the faces of Rosa and Ingrid got a chuckle from Bear and she laid down her requirement to prove to her that she should join with them. “I want to fight you, all of you, but not together or as a team. This will be a private match, here with us both stripped down and fighting to a clean knockout. If at least two of you can defeat me or take the fight to a draw after one hour then I’ll agree to joining you because it’ll prove to me you can fight.”
The bold challenge shocked both in to silence, this was totally unexpected but Rosa after just those few seconds gave her own reply. “I’m game and willing to take the chance against you, but I can speak only for myself in this. The others will have to be made aware of your challenge and also accept the deal. That’s the way we operate, we work for the most part as singles, but important decisions have to be by unanimous vote between us. We can take your offer to the others and then send you a message if we accept.” The offer seemed to satisfy Bear at least as she told Rosa “Then go ahead and do it, I’ll be reachable through the same contact that brought me the original note from you.” The two officers realized that Bear would not negotiate any further and her last words were a dismissal of them to return to the others. Turning around Rosa and Ingrid headed for the stairs, but then Rosa stopped short and turned back towards Bear and strode firmly in her direction until Bear raised her bow and arrow and pointed it directly at her.
“You said it best just a bit ago, that we have to establish a level of trust and that we had to earn it. But how about you proving you can be trusted as well! Care to prove that here and now?” The bow never wavered from the bead Bear had drawn on her, but Bear said, “Tell me what you have in mind.” Pointing a thumb at herself Rosa told her, “The name is Rosa but many also call me ‘lil bear because of my build and the fact that I have a very powerful bearhug. I studied you as well when we knew who you were, and found out about that bearhug duel you had with that big woman in Chicago. Care to prove your trust to me by stripping down like we are and take me on in a bearhug submission match?”
Bear’s own response was immediate and well reasoned as she rejected the offer. “If you had come alone, I’d say yes. But there are two of you instead which violated the trust I was willing to give so far. What’s to keep your partner from jumping in and also fighting to take me out while you and I are locked up?” Ingrid’s eyes widened as she heard the challenge then quickly she shuttered them so as to not tip off Bear that she knew something, and that was the fact that Rosa had used her bearhug as the finishing move on at least three of her kills. If Bear had accepted the challenge, then the problem may have been resolved very quickly. Rosa for her part also looked disappointed as well as she saw why Bear had declined and turned away and rejoined Ingrid and the two started a second time for the stairs to head down.
It could have ended there, but Rosa spotted it before they reached the stairwell and taking a few steps to one side where the wall was she snatched something off a hook and a quick glance at it and then Rosa turned and went back yet again towards Bear. Bear saw her coming and started to raise the bow and arrow again but Rosa stopped well back and holding up her find revealing it to be a wide roll of heavy duct tape. Jerking her head in the direction of Ingrid, Rosa asked “What if I was to duct tape my partner here to a post with several wraps of this stuff so she could not easily escape and interfere, would you then accept my challenge?” It got a thoughtful look from Bear and then she nodded her head yes in acceptance, Ingrid however balked at the idea and said so, loudly, and in no uncertain terms that she would not accept being tied up and bound in duct tape so she would be helpless should the duel go bad, pointing out that if Rosa was killed and Bear decides to take her out as well so there were no witnesses. Rosa for her part could easily see Ingrid’s fear, her idea was wild and it placed them both at high risk, but her own gut instincts was whispering to her that this was the way to go with Bear. Approaching her partner, Rosa tried to convince her partner to let it happen and that she could take care of herself and she in turn had no reason to really fear Bear over there, unless she provoked her in to a fight, by breaking loose during their battle and interfering.
Ingrid felt that this time Rosa was going too far with her requests and hunches as if she knew Bear inside and out, which as far as she could tell was flat out impossible. Yet Rosa kept urging her to accept the compromise promising she would be OK and so would she if she herself didn’t do something stupid like bust free and attack the two of them while they struggled. It took going over the points several times with Ingrid and Bear could easily have told them it was a no go and left at that point while they argued the matter, but she stayed there and watched the two as they worked it out. In the end however after several minutes of coaxing and assurances by Rosa, Ingrid agreed to it but the bitterness was still clear in both her voice and her face as she and Rosa turned and went to a post close to the door and Rosa had Ingrid kneel down and back up to the post so her legs went around the post on either side and then Rosa taped her legs together at the ankles and then pulled her partner’s wrists behind and did the same there leaving her securely bound and not really able to move much at all. A final couple loops of the tape around the chest made sure she stayed put, and Rosa then turned back to Bear ready for the fight.
With her partner now bound Rosa waited for Bear to make good on her deal but she gestured with the bow for Rosa to move clear and then circled Ingrid to study the tape, clearly looking for possible treachery and nodded her head apparently satisfied, and ignoring the glowering face of Ingrid completely. She backed away to the far end and slowly set aside her bow and arrow and then in short and fast moves, her own clothes came off to match Rosa’s own nude state and she then strode towards the center and stopped there, still well clear of Ingrid, she dropped in to a partial wrestler’s crouch apparently waiting for Rose to come there to her for the lock up. There was no hesitation from Rosa as she saw Bear take her stance and she closed to within a couple of paces and dropped in to a similar crouch.
For a few seconds nothing more happened as the two perhaps studied each other then they both lunged forward seeking a bearhug and Rosa’s arms came up and got inside Bears for an inside grip and a loud grunt came from Bear’s suddenly clenched lips, her own arms rising and taking an outside bearhug of her own getting a gasp from Rosa as she felt some of Bear’s own power in turn. By the post, Ingrid watched as they locked up and breathed a short prayer for Rosa to take out Bear as she got the better move on Bear and she saw Bear already hurting if the look on her face was any indication. Still, she was not as willing as she seemed to be to just stay kneeling there and as the struggle began, she began to quietly scrape her taped wrists against the backside of the post trying to break the tape that held them there.
In the meantime, the two women seemed to be willing to accept the position they were in and both quickly went red in the face and both had their heads thrown back in both pain and trying for air, it was clear both had severely cut the other’s air back to all but non-existent and both showed signs of it getting worse as they tried to keep tightening down more and more in an end to force the other to submit or pass out. Bear made the next major move however as she suddenly shifted her grip down several inches to the small of her back and jerked her off her feet denying Rosa some of her support and power, and then spun and still locked in the double bearhug used a form of body to body suplex slamming Rosa hard to the ground under her and getting a sharp cry of pain from her and her arms briefly unlocked. It was an opening that Bear took as she went and secured the inside grip and suddenly Rosa could no longer breathe at all, a fact apparent to all three women and she locked her arms around Bear trying to match her in air cutting power and ferocity.
The next move came as a surprise as Rosa faltered under Bear’s assault and her arms unlocked briefly as she seemed to weaken greatly. Bear could have pressed the advantage but instead she rolled hard and used the roll to throw Rosa off to one side then rolled the other way and to her feet and back to a crouch allowing Rosa to come to her own feet. Bear signaled a time out and then half asked half told Rosa “I felt that rib of yours, did it?” There was a look of disgust on Rosa’s own face and she nodded her head ‘yes’ but added “Not cracked or broken just a bad bruising. No matter, I didn’t submit or pass out, let’s finish this”
Bear however shook her head ‘no’ and rising fully backed up a couple paces. “Not for this match we won’t. We both know you are now handicapped, I offer a draw here if you want it.” That got a surprised look from Rosa and she nodded acceptance, but also added that she wanted a rematch to see which of them really had the best one. That got a chuckle from Bear and she also accepted adding, “If you and your friends agree to the fight deal maybe we can do so when you and I meet, but I want you fully healed before you come against me, because the next time we fight, one of us will lose, and I intend for that to be you.”
That said, she backed up towards her own clothes and started to dress quickly and quietly with no further words even as Rosa walked back towards Ingrid and started to free her, not commenting on the fact that she had almost finished breaking the tape, a few more scrapes and her hands would have been free. As she helped Ingrid up, a sound towards Bear made them both look that way and Bear was no where to be seen, an open window, signaling her apparent exit from the building to the roof outside. The meeting obviously over, the two went down stairs to where their own clothes laid and dressed and left to rejoin the other two and give their report. It was enough for Twen to decide to move the meeting back to their meeting place to discuss it in much more detail. Rosa rode back with Ingrid as she had coming out, and Ingrid had to ask what Bear was going on about with her rib. Rosa gave her partner a look and touched her ribs and quietly told her. “She’s good, damm good! She felt the ribs bruise and the one give way enough to possibly crack, sure feels like it too after that impact, and she called the fight off. She understands honor, she could have let us fight, despite me saying it’s just bruised but she backed off and offered a draw rather than take a clear advantage and force a win from me.” Nodding her head she continued, “Still think my hunches are crazy? Everything in me says she will be great with us, but we have to prove it to her, and once we do, she’d throw in with us fully and completely.” Ingrid glanced at her friend and just shook her head, but her face showed she was being thoughtful.
Once back at their meeting place, Twen had both women describe in full detail everything that happened and grilled them both on several points making sure everything came out. Rosa tried to hide the bit about her rib, but Twen caught it and soon had her admitting it but with reluctance. Finally satisfied they all knew as much as they could they turned to what to do next. The open challenge understandably took center stage as they considered it. Ebony as expected rejected the idea out of hand because she didn’t want any new members and Rosa as she had promised spoke for accepting it. When it came to Ingrid, she rose and finally said after pausing several seconds, “It could have gone bad for us several times from when she fired that first arrow as a clear warning, to her breaking off the fight when she realized she had taken it too far and injured Rosa when she didn’t want to. It’s risky the four fights she wants with us, but then so is our work, and all of us do use our bodies as our way of being our weapons. It takes just two of us defeating her or fighting to a draw in two hours time. We would not have survived as long as we have if we couldn’t fight. I say we go for it, I for one feel I have a sense about her and can take her in a fight, should not be hard for one of the other three of you to win the other one.”
The vote now two for the fight and one opposed, they looked to Twen. There was little hesitation in her own words as she also threw in with the idea of the fight and added. We can take her, in that I agree, and if we have her with us we can also watch her better, if she proves treacherous or dangerous to us we can team up to take her out as we have for some of the most dangerous ones we had to face.” The comment got the sneer from Ebony and her comment was not the most encouraging either. “I still say no, and that we need to take her out, and I for one would love to be the one to off her.” Looking directly at Twen her voice grew challenging as she said, “Maybe it’s time for you to step down and let one like me take charge it’s clear you are becoming weak willed like the others here and need a strong boss to get us back to prime mode.”
It was challenge plain and simple, and Twen rose and looking at Ebony with complete distaste on her face told her. Allow me to remind you that I was elected the leader here and the only way that’s going to happen is if the others join you to vote me out, or you try to take me out one on one and if you try that I will not hesitate to destroy you, as you are starting to let that ego of yours become a threat to yourself and perhaps the rest of us.” He voice grew cold as arctic ice as she stepped away from the table in to the open and asked. “I’m here, if you want to choose that route, you want to take me?” The challenge accepted by Twen, the air grew tense and then both Ingrid and Rosa stood and stepped next to Twen, with Ingrid perhaps saying it best, “You take her on, you take us all on. I won’t allow you to lead, and if you kill her I’ll be challenging right behind her if Rosa doesn’t first.”
The triple challenge was enough to make even Ebony back up an she threw her hands up in to the air and she proclaimed, “Alright, have it your way, let’s fight her and see if she joins us, but I will be watching her a lot closer than any of you will, and if she makes me even think she is against us, I will kill her and take my chances with you challenging me after that!”
That was enough to end the split decision and plans were made to send acceptance to Bear, and then decide who would fight in what order. Rosa declined at once to be the first, noting her rib injury and left it to the other three, and they chose the order by a random draw between them all with slips of paper in a paper bag. When all had drawn they showed their slips and Ebony found she would be the first to fight Bear. Ingrid was second, Twen found herself as third and Rosa was the last to face her. The fact she got first crack at Bear made Ebony smile and Twen noting it cautioned her. “Just remember that the fight is just to a knockout, and no more. You get any ideas about killing her while she is helpless and I even suspect it, I will call you out on the spot and do my best to kill you for I will have deemed you to have become a threat to us all.” Ebony nodded and turned away, but she still had a smirk on her face. She still planned to kill Bear, and was confident she could make it look like Bear tried to kill her and she took it to a deadly level in turn killing her first.”
That still required Bear to know of the challenge and set it up. Her response came back four days later also accepting the deal and suggesting they use the same loft for the fights and the fights to take place once a week so she could recover from each and they could cover for each other and arrange their work schedules as well. With just three days until Wednesday night and Ebony to face Bear, the black Amazon took to the gym whenever she could get time in from her own undercover work trying to add more power and stamina to her already athletic body. Rosa however was worried about the fight, and could not escape the feeling that Ebony was up to no good and in that time made arrangements for a brief one on one meeting with Bear at the same loft the night before the fight.
Slipping in, she found Bear waiting for her and quickly told her of her suspicions about Ebony. It was enough to get a good natured laugh from Bear, and alarm from Rosa and she tried to make Bear see that Ebony was a real threat, but Bear just raised her hand to silence her for a moment and then her voice still in good humor she said, “I know all about her, your friend with the red hair, Ingrid I think she is? She came to me last night with the same warning you just gave me.” The humor then faded along with the smile and she said. “Consider me duly warned, but given all your reputations, I plan to give neither her nor any of you a chance to win and will do my best to catch any treachery and defeat you all soundly in a manner that will allow for no claim otherwise.” The comment of Bear was enough to partially convince Rosa but there was little else she could do, and could only hope Bear was right.
Wednesday night rolled around, and as the midnight hour approached a car stopped a few blocks from the warehouse and Ebony stepped from it. A casual glance around showed the area deserted except for a truck unloading a couple blocks back the way she had come and she locked the car and proceeded on foot to the warehouse where she found as expected from the briefing the one gate unlocked as well as the one side door. Slipping inside, she quietly locked it and then stepped forward only to be caught squarely in light as several work lights came on illuminating the area and from above Bear’s own voice called down. “I’m sure you already know what I expect, but just in case you don’t, you strip down there and leave it all behind and come up the stairs to the loft naked as the day you were born. I’ll be here and waiting for you and we can get this fight on.” With a look of distaste on her face, Ebony did as she was told while muttering to herself something about payback for having to do this, and then strode quickly towards the stairs and started up.
Little did she realize that neither she nor Bear was quite alone that night, Rosa and Ingrid were not the only ones suspicious of Ebony, Twen was as well, and she was also curious about Bear as well. Almost two hours before the meeting she had also arrived in the area and went up on the roof of the adjoining building and went in to hiding there equipped with both regular as well as infrared night scopes as well as a state of the art listening device. She smiled as she saw Bear also appear on her roof and missing her, easily leapt the distance to the other roof and let herself in through the unlocked loft window and followed her via the infrared as she went downstairs and set up the gate and door and then waited for Ebony and the encounter to begin, listening in as best as she could with the listening device pointed to the loft room to pick up every sound it could as she watched the action through the scopes. For now, she was willing to let the two fight it out and see how they did, but if Ebony went for a kill as she suspected she might, there was a narrow gap that she could easily leap between this roof and the one where they were and she’d be paying a surprise visit to stop Ebony and she was also more than willing to kill Ebony if need be, the big black woman was growing too wild in the last few months with her ego and it was almost to the point where she was now a threat to them all, a threat that might have to be stopped this night before it became dangerous reality instead and imperiled them all.
Her thoughts were interrupted as the black Amazon stepped through the doorway and several lights came on lighting up the loft so that she could use just the scope and not the night vision and Bear also stepped in to view. Twen had to admit even from a distance she could see the natural power in her and knew instinctively that if Ebony didn’t also see it because of her ego, she was about to get a very rude awakening.
There was no mistaking the scowl on the black Amazon’s face and Twen could easily see it so did Bear and a similar scowl crossed her own face as she stepped forward a few paces towards Ebony and well out in to the open area of the floor. “I think we can skip any formalities here, you know why we are here, and I can see you want to put the hurt on me, it’s plain to see on your face, and I’m not afraid to hurt people either. So let’s skip any of the trash talk you are so fond of throwing around while you’re hanging with the head banger gang and do this!” The last crack was enough to briefly rattle Ebony, Bear apparently knew she was there and now she also knew her dark secret and that was enough as far as she was concerned to finish her off to avoid her secret leaking out.
With a low growl, Ebony charged Bear quickly closing the gap between them and Bear also charged forward in turn a few paces but then did a side hop and dropped and lashed out with her legs tripping the black Amazon up and sending her sprawling face forward in a slide even a Bear rolled to her feet with amazing quickness and turned to try and take advantage of her being down. Ebony however was also quick and rolled to the side and to her feet lashing out with a mule kick at Bear’s groin forcing her to put on the brakes for a moment to avoid the blow. It gave Ebony the extra second or so to finish standing and turn but found Bear already had closed and caught her and scooped her up over her head and then slammed her hard on her back to the floor and dropped with it with a hard elbow to the jaw that knocked the air from Ebony and left her shaking her head dazed from the hard double impact.
It gave Bear time to make her next move as she pressed her attack home and rolled to her feet and grabbed Ebony’s feet and rolled her over in to a Boston Crab and went deep in to the hold bracing herself for the expected power out. Ebony felt herself going in to the hold and tried to resist but she was still dazed enough to be ineffective to stop the move from being completed. The pain as it hit her back however was more than enough to snap her out of her daze, and as Bear had correctly assumed she immediately went for the leg thrust power out maneuver, her powerful legs driving hard and almost sending Bear stumbling forward and off her. Many lesser women and men would easily have been thrown off by the power of Ebony’s legs, and even Bear lurched forward despite her being set against it, but it wasn’t enough to throw her and a moment later, Bear drove back against it using her own weight to counter it and not only regained her original back breaking position but bent the black Amazon back even further, getting a half surprised and half strangled scream of pain from her, her eyes going wide in surprise at being blocked then tearing as the pain levels soared along her back as she realized that Bear might be trying to make her pass out from sheer pain.
Rallying back almost at once, Ebony slammed her hands down on the hard floor and executed a push up maneuver meant to ease the strain on her back and tried to ‘walk’ herself forward a bit in an attempt to further reduce the strain of the deep press and let her attempt the power thrust again. The push up maneuver worked fine and with her confidence rising again that she’d be free soon, she went to the ‘walk’ and the file fades as she found herself unable to move forward at all against Bear’s own strength, and then Bear ramped the press up once more and to her dismay, her push up slowly failed her even as she struggled to stay pushed up and as her chest hit the floor, the pain levels went back up, and began to soar to even higher levels eliciting a strangled scream of pain and rage from her. She had been in many fights before, been caught in this hold several times too, but her counters had worked in the past and no one had ever managed to put her in this much pain from this hold ever before, her power had always freed her in the past.
Seconds passed by painfully and became a minute as Ebony struggled time and again without success to free herself with either leg thrusts and push ups, twice more she manages to push up and once more she budges Bear with the power leg thrust, but each time, it was not enough and Bear would force her back down and the pain levels increased yet again as the second minute passed and then a third and fourth as subsequent attempts failed to even get that far. The pain was very high but she had trained herself hard to withstand pain and was no where close to her pain threshold that she might pass out, and perhaps Bear also realized this as she suddenly released the hold and stepped forward and away, turning to face Ebony, as she rose, her face reflecting her anger as well as the strain and pain her back felt, and closed with Bear to resume the fight, her fist balling up and slamming hard to the stomach and noting that Bear while she didn’t have six pack abs like her, it was still hard but failed to show it. A second shot from her other fist didn’t connect as Bear blocked it and sent it wide and then she slammed a fist home in a looping uppercut to her left breast sending it bouncing and getting a hiss of pain.
Ebony stepped back and launched a kick at the knee of Bear and sent her crashing face first forward giving Ebony her own first real opening and she seized it dropping both knees to the exposed head and then the thighs locked around the head from behind and then she leaned back to get best leverage possible and poured on the pressure in a skull cracking attempt to not just put her down for the count but to fracture the skull and kill her.
Over on the other roof, Twen had risen from her position, she knew Ebony’s style and knew from the position she had Bear that she could kill her , and had done so to others that way and was about to cross over and step in when she say Bear display some of her own flexibility arching and twisting back her own legs suddenly lashing out and entrapping Ebony’s own head from behind in a similar matter and used them to jerk her body back a bit and shift the scissors further up between her own thighs before locking the legs again almost virtually mirroring Ebony’s dangerous grip the two women’s backs drawn out and straightened against each other as they laid on their sides clearly punishing each other. The angle from Twen’s position didn’t allow her to see how Bear was doing, but she could see Ebony’s face turned her way, and it was clear she was also in great pain from the legs around her head. Bear’s voice came through her earpiece as her listening device told her of the low groans and grunts from both women and the slowly increasing labored breath from them both as they strained. “You’ve got some damm powerful legs there woman, but you can feel mine as well and I can feel your pain through your body against mine, we are all but equal here like this, but we can possibly change this if you care to rise to the challenge.” Silence except for more grunts and hisses came to Twen’s ears to see if Ebony was going to answer, even as she resettled in to her hidden position realizing at least for now they were at a stalemate however painful it clearly was. The seconds passed then Ebony asked her own voice low and almost inaudible to the listening device as she asked, “What challenge?”
Bear answered at once, and Twen had to wonder what was in the woman’s mind as she replied, “Figure Four Leglock, Your option to apply it or receive it.” Several second passed as they continued to struggle as they were and then Ebony apparently decided to accept. “Release me, and I’ll apply it.” It was risky, Twen realized, Ebony might just keep hers on and move free of the legs and it would be one sided again she was a rule breaker at heart and it was her style that allowed her to survive in her dangerous position inside the gang. Then Ebony surprised her as Bear did let go and Ebony did the same and rose to her feet.
Ebony wasted no time however as she leaned down and grabbed at Bear’s feet and lifted, she had expected the woman to escape or perhaps resist the attempt, but she did neither and allowed her to step between her legs crossing the one behind her and then sat down and locked the hold in. Immediately, Ebony stretched the legs fully, pushing back even as she clamped down and leaned back to get the maximum straining pressure she could bear and Bear’s own head jerked back in pain, but then she twisted her body hard to the side and went for a rollover, the classic maneuver to counter the figure four that would reverse the hold back on to Ebony’s own legs and managed to do it getting a look of surprise from the black Amazon. She knew all about the reversal technique but had been confident her own weight and her gym toned legs would be more than enough to keep her foe in agony and unable to try it, yet she had and now the effort was on her as she hissed in pain and tried to roll Bear back over to her back. It took several seconds and within seconds was trying again and the two began a grueling period of torturing each other’s legs. Twen watched as they rolled back and forth trying to either cripple the other’s legs for a while or raise the pain so high they would pass out and win the fight. Initially the pressure was in short bursts as both had strong strength reserves and the duel to keep the other trapped kept it short, but after close to ten minutes it was clear that they were both wearing down and they both were trapped for longer and longer periods before the other could manage to force the reversal. Bear managed to trap Ebony in it for over a minute and it was beginning to look like she was taking the upper hand but she soon found Ebony rolling her again though it was clear she was struggling to do so, and as Bear wound up trapped, the toll became clear on her as Ebony countered her attempt to roll over twice and the seconds became a minute then two, and a third. Bear had by then stopped trying to roll and laid on her back panting, and the look of intense pain on her face suggested she may be close to passing out.
More seconds passed and the fourth minute passed and Ebony was clearly frustrated that Bear would not pass out and suddenly abandoned the figure four. Ebony clearly was having trouble getting to her own feet and after nearly falling dropped back to her knees down by Bear’s feet with a hiss and grabbed at both of hers. With a hard twist that got a new hiss of pain from Bear, she rolled her on to her stomach and on her knees moved along side her bending the legs back at the knees and straddled her waist. Using her grip on Bear’s legs, she crossed the legs and slid the feet under her arm pits and leaned forward slid her hands under Bear’s knees and lifted them up and back and as she did so slid her hands together and locked them to draw Bear back in to a Boston Crab style hold and leaned back hard arching her back at a severe angle, and began to rock back and forth reefing the arched back harder and harder with each motion.
Clearly in trouble, Bear was desperately trying to press up and take the pressure off her back, the crossed and locked legs at the knees was a clever move meant to block any attempt at a power thrust, but Ebony’s weight on her waist kept her pinned down and she was weakening. Twen watched and began to think that the fight was over and they would have the win on their side, and then froze as she saw Ebony shift herself back several inches up Bear’s back allowing her to strain her even more arching the back now to a very dangerous level that could snap the spine. Bear apparently realized it as well and made a move of her own as Ebony reefed back once more she used her own body weight leaning way back, her head face up putting all her efforts in to straining Bear towards the back snapping point. Both of Bear’s hands snapped up and around Ebony’s upturned chin as she leaned back and drew her head back and down, stretching her neck now to a dangerous level and threatening to snap her neck in turn, Bear’s thumbs reaching down a bit and pressing hard in to the throat and all but cutting off her air. Her voice clearly strained Bear yelled “I’ll let go when you do!” Ebony however seemed to disregard the threat even as she could be seen straining to draw her head back against the strength of Bear’s hands but it was clear that was no contest, and the chin lock remained firmly in place, and Ebony’s rasping breath grew shorter and shorter, Bear was clearly cutting her breath off but slowly and she called a second time “I’ll let go when you do, no sooner!”
The black Amazon was fighting for breath as her plans to snap Bear’s back went sour, and worse she was close to being choked out and possibly killed herself. Desperately she started to shift up a bit more on Bear’s back and felt an instant increase to the pressure on her neck, and Bear’s voice was blunt and loud, “Do Not! Move back where you were or I swear I’ll break your neck before you snap my back!” Instincts froze Ebony where she was and Twen rose as well and was ready to intervene, the fight was getting too dangerous on both their sides. However, Ebony moved first, slowly carefully she slid back where she had been, and felt the pressure ease on her neck in turn, the hands stayed locked however and the near choke remained firm and from under her Bear repeated her demand again “I’ll let go when you let go, no sooner!” Bear’s thumbs pressed in slightly harder in warning on the throat and Ebony feeling her strength fast fading and almost ready to black out accepted that Bear had her, and let go of her backbreaking hold allowing Bear to unroll with a gasp of relief and a couple seconds later, she unclasped her own hands and with a heave of her body and a side shove with one hand, Bear shoved Ebony off her back to one side where she lay on her back gasping.
Bear was clearly hurting as well as she slowly rose to her hands and knees and then moved around to Ebony’s head, her hands on both of Ebony’s shoulders pinning her to the floor, she looked down at the Black Amazon and said “This fight end now bitch, match me if you dare!” and then dropped heavily driving her breasts over Ebony’s face the nose and mouth buried deep in the cleavage as she wound her arms around her head going for a breast smother meant to render her unconscious. Twen saw it and this time she moved leaping the roof and reaching the window in but a few seconds but stopped there and drew back as she watched from the edge as the fight played out. Bear had laid flat from her kneeling position and lowered her head close to the heaving breasts of Ebony in those few short seconds, even as Ebony was tearing with her hands trying to pry the arms from her head and at the breasts seeking to create an air passage to no avail, the seal was airtight and Bear was not going no where, then she realized what Bear meant when she said to ‘match her if she dared’ as she felt Bear’s own hot breath over her breasts.
Instantly she realized that Bear was deliberately leaving herself open to a counter smother daring her to match smother for smother to the finish and took the offer, her arms snapping up seeking and finding the head and dragged it deep in to her own cleavage sealing her hated foe as well and began to try to outlast her. Within seconds however she realized her chances were slim at best, the choke hold Bear had countered her backbreaker with had already left her short of breath, and she then had wasted several precious seconds in the vain attempt to pry her head free, but this was the only possible out she realized and she took it ready to try and outlast the smother already on her. For a moment, her natural dirty fighting instincts told her to go for the eyes of Bear, but then realized that Bear had enough room to maneuver her head and jerk it free of the questing hands, and the offered smother was her best hope.
The damage was done however, and her lungs were already burning by time she stopped Bear’s own breath and within a minute she could feel the white hot fires fading even as the darkness enveloped her and she slid in to unconsciousness. As Ebony’s hands went limp and fell to either side off of Bear’s head, she raised her own face from the black woman’s cleavage, her own face had been fading from beet red to pale a clear sign she was also close to passing out but she unlocked her arms and rolled off the black Amazon and watched as she started to breath before collapsing on her back as well to recover a couple of minutes.
As she did so, Twen had quietly drawn back from the windows edge and crossed the roof back to her hiding spot and resumed her watching from there and saw Bear rise to her feet, and begin to dress. Once fully dressed she went back over to where Ebony still laid and drew something from her pocket and pressed it against her forehead. Putting it away, she started to lightly slap Ebony’s face and within seconds, she showed signs of reviving. It was Bear’s cue to leave and she did so via the window she had entered and leaping to the other roof disappeared down the stairwell there.
Turning her attention back to Ebony, Twen watched her as she slowly pushed herself upright and rose to unsteady feet, and then let go with a string of foul curses as she realized she had lost and lurched for the stairwell to reclaim her clothes and leave herself. Quietly, Twen also left and returned to her car, she was expected along with the others back at the meeting place to hear Ebony report success or failure. A small sound behind her made her spin startled and saw Bear standing just a few feet behind her, her arms crossed across her chest.
“Have you ever heard about the legends regarding American Indians like myself, the one about how we made excellent scouts able to check for danger before moving ahead and doing so virtually unseen?” A small smile twitched across her face and she continued. “You did a lousy job of hiding yourself there on the roof; I was aware of you even as I stepped on it and could have used that as grounds to not fight because there were two of you there.” Twen felt her face flush at being called out, then had to ask. “So why didn’t you?” Bear to her credit told it as she saw it, “Because your other two friends, Ingrid and Rosa came separately to warn me to be very careful with Ebony and that she may try to kill me. They also didn’t say it directly but between the two of them they dropped enough clues that the three of you disagreed with her and were on my side. When I saw you I suspected you were here more to watch her than to watch me, and I’m glad you chose to not interfere though you wanted to when she revealed her treachery.” Twen nodded silently in acknowledgement and said she would make sure Ebony admitted she had lost, and that seemed to satisfy Bear, but she noted that she could also know that Ebony had lost because she had left a special mark on her that in time, she would discover as well. Turning to leave, she took a couple of step, and then turned back towards Twen. “Can you give Ebony a message from me?” she asked. When Twen said yes, she replied “Tell her whether I join or not, after I have met the four of you, if she wants a rematch with me she’s got it but it has to be under my terms, and I think I know her mindset well enough that if she takes it up when she learns the terms she will accept with pleasure.” That said, she turned away again and with amazing speed suddenly sprinted away and around the corner to disappear from view.
Twen got in her car, and found she had to hustle to beat Ebony back so as to appear that she was waiting with the rest when she arrived. When she did, she was looking so upset and miserable, all three of them knew at once that she had lost without her saying a word, and told her as much. Keeping secret the fact she had watched, Twen had Ebony tell the story of the fight to them all so they could consider her tactics, and caught her out when she tried to skip the backbreaking attempt and made her admit she had been pushing too far. A smile on her face, Twen told Ebony that Bear had already contacted her (though not how she did it) and said she had won, and had made it hard to believe otherwise by marking her in a special way. At the scowl on Ebony’s face, Twen drew her compact case out and slid it across the table to her and suggested she check out her face. Moments later Ebony swore and all three women who had seen it already broke in to laughter at Ebony’s embarrassment. There on her forehead, was the image in indelible ink of two bear claws, which Bear had stamped on her head as she laid there unconscious.
Ebony left the table at once to find something to get the mark off her and would not return until several minutes later, most of the mark faded but not fully gone. Twen called her to her seat and then all four of them started to discuss the fight, and the others at least were willing to not ride Ebony about her loss as they considered how Ingrid who was next to meet Bear should take her on.
As the meeting broke up close to dawn, Twen stopped Ebony as she was about to leave, and drawing her off to ones side away from the other’s ears quietly told her of Bear’s offer of a rematch later under her terms and the curious wording she had used. Ebony snorted in disgust but said if Bear contacted her again, tell her she would probably accept.

The days passed quickly and as Wednesday night rolled around again, it was Ingrid’s turn to face Bear alone as she arrived just a bit before Midnight and looking around carefully for observers and seeing none, slipped in to the warehouse, locking the door behind her and stepping to the open area. As expected, the light came on and Bear’s voice came from above saying “Welcome back, you know what to do, and I’m ready and willing to begin if you are.” Her face somewhat clouded over, Ingrid slowly stripped down nude and started the climb up. She had been willing to set her distrust aside long enough to warn Bear about the possible treachery of Ebony the week before, but Bear’s violent history and her natural distrust of being forced to do as others demand like Bear had so far manipulated the group regarding the meetings and fight conditions just did not sit well with her, and now facing her alone in a fight that needed a wrestling style knockout was perhaps the biggest risk she would have to take with regards to her and she hoped it would not prove to be a bad one.
Ahead, the door to the loft sat open and she could see light ahead as well and cautiously she entered to see Bear close to the center of the open area and well in the lit area that would be where they fought. Waving her hand to Ingrid to come ahead she called with good humor in her voice, “Come ahead, I promise I won’t bite, at least not too much anyway.” It was meant as a joke, and suddenly Ingrid found a smile twitching at her lips as she relaxed just a moment, before tensing up and taking a deeper breath strode forward stopping a few paces from the other woman. Her eyes looked over Bear now that she was close to her noting her two inch height advantage, and more so, she had a distinct weight disadvantage with Bear close to 30 pounds more on her large boned body. Her inspection came to a quick stop however as Bear asked if she was ready and wanted to start standing and anything goes, or was she open to a starting gamble.
Curiosity as well as distrust, both spoke to her from opposite sides of the argument, about gambling right at the start but despite that Ingrid found herself asking before she realized it “What are you offering?” The response of Bear was silent but clear as she raised her hands fingers spread wide in the classic offer to a finger lock test of strength to see who would go to their knees first leaving them at a disadvantage and more open to an attack. Images of the quick mini duel between Rosa and Bear flashed through her mind and how Bear had graciously offered the draw after a clean start, and she made up her mind, and Ingrid’s hands slowly rose and she stepped forward to lock hands with Bear’s.
A few seconds passed as they both settled heir grips and Bear looked at Ingrid silently asking if she was ready and saw her affirm it and seconds later both women hissed as they poured on the pressure and began the fight. A good minute or so passed as they tried to find a sweet spot to get the best pressure on the other’s hands and then Ingrid seemed to find hers as Bear’s legs quivered and she sank to her knees and then struggled back up only to sink down a second time as Ingrid cranked the pressure up and then stepped forward straddling Bear’s body as she forced her to lean back and then snapped her legs together falling to one side and taking Bear down as well with a scissors across the waist and one arm trapped by Ingrid in an arm bar hold and began to pour the pressure on to the scissors seeking to weaken her.
For now, Bear was in a fix and the pressure on her from Ingrid was already starting to wear her down, Hissing with the effort, Bear slowly forced herself in to a turn between the legs of the other woman but the arm bar was keeping her from getting to her knees and feet, and she decided to take a chance on a bit of both the dirty and erotic as her free hand snaked forwards and clamped a hard claw on the breast of Ingrid in turn and got a hiss and then moan from her as her fingers dug in deeper and deeper and started to clench and twist deep in the flesh.
That got a yell of pain from the redhead and she became a bit distracted as she seized at Bear’s wrist with her own hand to try and drag the hand free. That gave Bear an opening and she took it with a hard twist and roll on her body and worked herself upright to her knees. Able to lean forward now, Bear leaned in on the claw thwarting the attempt to have it dragged it and shifted forward slightly to get her knee between Ingrid’s own thighs and started to press down hard on the groin. The new pain and pressure was enough to make Ingrid abandon her own scissors and getting her feet between her and Bear quickly thrust the woman away breaking both her moves and allowing then to both quickly rise to their feet.
Breathing hard from the scissors, Bear had to compliment her opponent, “That’s a powerful set of thighs you got there, a good start for this fight between us.” And then dropped in a crouch and started to close again. Despite the seriousness of the fight, Ingrid allowed herself a smile at the compliment but she dropped it quickly as Bear closed and they locked up. In a display of strength, Bear got past her guard sliding both hands under her armpits and heaved her up and back several feet dropping her on her butt and before she could recover, Bear was already on her and had grabbed a leg and stepping over it locked in a step over leglock and brought pressure to bear. Ingrid immediately went to shove her off with her other foot but Bear leaned in to the pressure and barely budged and actually managed to dip a bit deeper adding pressure and strain to the leg and getting a groan from her. Unable to do much with her hands, Ingrid did her best repeatedly trying to shove her off and felt her give a bit each time but almost always she would drive in again as soon as she eased a bit on her own pressure. Her face strained, Ingrid found herself trapped and helpless as her log took the damage for several long minutes before Bear finally allowed her to shove her free and let go.
Immediately, Ingrid rolled and tried to get to her feet and half stumbled as her knee buckled from the damage taken, and as she did, she fell right in to Bear and her arms snapped up around her for a bearhug and closed hard getting a gasp from her and then her face went beet red as her air virtually was cut off. “Shit” was all that Ingrid could think, as she remembered the duel with Rosa and how easily she had bruised the rib. Almost as if in the same line of thought, Bear launched herself forward and down slamming Ingrid under her knocking almost all her remaining air out and quickly got a grapevine around her legs spreading them painfully apart. For a moment Ingrid debated her options and then decided to go for the dirty, her hands reaching for and raking the eyes, getting an howl from Bear and she quickly uncoiled her double hold and tossed Ingrid to ones side as she rolled the other way and upright to her knees, hands pawing at the eyes that were tearing badly and was half blinded.
Ingrid herself was slow getting back up, the bearhug and her damaged leg both had her hurting bad, and she was gasping as she struggled to her feet and half hobbled towards Bear seeking an advantage. Her image more a blur than anything else, Bear saw her coming and making her best guess on the position her fist looped up and caught Ingrid square in the crotch and with a squall of pain, Ingrid dropped to her knees right in front of Bear, and found her flinging her arms wide and around her gathering her back in to the bearhug this time with the outside grip pinning her arms and hands to her side, as she grunted and then poured on the pressure. “Dirty fighting for dirty fighting” grunted Bear in to Ingrid’s nearby ear, “You earned that one, and will get more if you fight dirty again!” Slowly, Bear was grinding her foe down as she gasped and writhed and found her breath all but stopped.
Bear seemed to be taking the advantage here as she kept the pressure up and could feel the redhead slowly weaken in her grasp. She was right as Ingrid was close to passing out from the lack of air and pain combined and almost fell flat on her face as Bear suddenly released her and stood up quickly stepping behind her. Gasping for much needed air, Ingrid tried to rise as well struggling up partially but as she did, Bear delivered a hard elbow smash to the top of her head, partially stunning her and driving her back to her knees.
Sensing more than anything else, she knew Bear was behind her as she heard a soft thump and then her wrists were roughly seized and drawn back behind her in a surfboard style hold, but then her face went pale as she felt Bear’s legs come up along side her, the sides going up her body and under her arms before locking scissors like behind her head. But then the pressure hit hard and she realized Bear had locked her in a full nelson using the strength of her legs and crushed her head down against her chest with horrid pressure and her breath ground to a halt once again as she strained to break free by rising. The surfboard and the legs however kept her immobile and she felt her lungs go white hot in pain as her remaining air went bad and then felt herself slowly slipping down in to the darkness.
It was over as Ingrid was held there for several seconds after she passed out to make sure it was clean and complete and then let go allowing her collapse. Rolling her on to her back, Bear straddled her chest and gently slapped her face until she woke up and realized the fight was over. Her chest rapidly rising and falling as she drew her breath back in to her, her hands explored some of the areas that hurt the most, and realized there was not that much damage there. Chances were she would not even have to call in sick later that day. Bear smiled down at her, and then asked her if she was OK, and when she nodded her head she rose and went to the security desk and came back with her stamp ready to mark her fallen victim. “Will it be necessary to mark you like I did Ebony to prove I won this fight?” A small smile twitched at Ingrid’s lips and she shook her head ‘no’ “I’m not afraid to admit I lost the fight” she said and then rose to her feet as Bear also did. For a few seconds the two eyed each other perhaps with a new sense of respect and then Bear asked her. “You know you can go now, but if you feel up to it and are wild enough, I’d like to pit myself in a woman to woman duel with you. You are under no obligation to accept it if you don’t feel up to it right now.”
For a moment, Ingrid seemed to consider the offer, but then shook her head no. “I’ve heard those kinds of words before, and know your rep as enjoying the company of other gals, but that lifestyle is not for me, so for now at least, I’ll pass on the offer.” Giving Bear a small smile she added, “But thanks for the offer anyway, perhaps sometime in the future, I might be willing to experiment, but for now, at least until the matter of you joining us is settled, I’ll pass.” That said, she turned and walked past Bear and towards the stairwell, and for once didn’t worry about Bear pulling something, a fact that hit her as she dressed once down below, Bear had essentially fought the clean fight with her, and didn’t go dirty until she did and that was one for one and she stayed a clean fight besides that. Ingrid’s own sense of Bear being good for the group rose a couple of notches but then she sobered a bit. Both Ebony and her had lost now and that meant it was up to Twen and Rose to defeat her or pull a draw to get her to agree to joining them. Her boss Twen, she had good feeling about and felt she could hold her own; she was after all their leader and top of her game. Her doubts were for Rosa however, Bear did quickly gain the advantage in the mini duel and had offered to resume it when they met. Ingrid half hoped that Rosa would not rely strictly on her bearhug when they met but use it as her finisher instead after weakening her by other means.
As they did the week prior they all met to discuss the fight and Ingrid admitted she had lost, and then told them how it went down. By now, the group could see an emerging set of points including the fact that Bear loved a challenge, had very good strength and could fight well under pressure and make tactically sound moves. It would be hard to tell just from these two matches if she had shown all she had, as both fights had a mixture of moves and holds not used on the other. Twen listened as they covered it all and started to make her own plans, with an emphasis to taking the fight to her first and keep her off balance with her own little challenges where she knew she might have an edge and could then use the edge to take her out.
With next Wednesday rolling around, Twen was as ready as she could be, and actually started her own game plan early by arriving at 10PM instead of midnight and slipped in via the same window that Bear normally used figuring to throw her off right at the start when she found her already there and waiting. As she slipped in, she was startled however when Bear’s voice came from the darkness, “I figured you might show up early, so I did the same, been here since six actually hoping you would do this so we can start early.” Stepping out of the shadows, Bear was already removing the last of her own clothes, clearly ready to get going, and after a moment’s hesitation Twen began to follow suit, a small smile twitching at her lips as her first little trick to rattle Bear backfired, but perhaps the rest would not.
Within a few minutes they two of them stepped towards the center of the floor, a pair of dim bulbs all they had on this night as a full moon was shining through the windows providing plenty of light that way. Bear seemed to have a small advantage height and weight wise, with an extra inch more height and close to twenty pounds more, but if it bothered Twen, she wasn’t showing it as she quickly studied Bear for the first time close up and stripped down and was impressed, her own trained eyes could see the solidness just under Bear’s flesh and recognized her as one of those who had hidden strength and stamina that most would miss.
Nodding her head in readiness, Twen immediately started to circle and as Bear matched her went for a fast dropkick, her feet connecting to the head and send the woman sprawling on her back. Almost as fast as thought, Twen rolled to her feet and launched herself again while Bear was still down in a cross body drop landing hard and knocking some breath from her before Bear instinctively heaved her off and she went with it and back to her feet again, even as Bear came up herself only a second or so behind her so she had no chance for another fast move. Almost without thought however, Twen closed again and caught an arm out of Bear’s and jerked hard even as she used it to spin behind her ending up back to back and hooked the captured arm and then Bear’s other and leaned forward jerking Bear off her feet and on to her back before she could see the move and do it to Twen instead.
For several seconds, Bear kicked and twisted trying to work herself loose or get Twen off balance so she could get her feet down and reverse the hold, but Twen was locked in good and as her foe kicked was using it to slowly draw her further and further up her back. Reaching the right point, Twen grinned as she suddenly jerked Bear way up and dragged her literally over her shoulder and dropping the arms got them around Bear’s own chest for an Argentine Backbreaker and started to shake and bounce the woman arching her back and twisting it without mercy.
The move got several grunts that quickly devolved in to hisses and groans as Bear took the damage and tried with her own hands to break the grip of the arms around her. Twen was not however giving the Bear any chances as she felt the grip on her start to break and suddenly dragged her forward and upended her and applied an expert pile driver slamming her head with just enough force to stun the bigger woman.
It was time to end it if it was possible while the bigger woman was still stunned, and she reached and dragged her in to a sitting position and got behind her also sitting so she could wrap her legs around her body trapping her arms to her side along the way. Reaching up and around the head with her own arms, she quickly locked in a sleeper hold and applied the pressure and held tight as Bear rousing from the stunned state realized she was in a bad position and tried to roll them and force a break. She managed to get them over on their sides but that was about it as she felt herself faltering and then fading out. The total time of the scrap had been less than ten minutes and Twen released her double hold and stood up breathing heavily. She had been pushing the pace hard especially the backbreaker to soften her up and it took a lot of energy, but she was satisfied with the results as she went to her clothes and pulled out her picture cell phone and snapping a picture of the unconscious Bear sent it to the other three women as her proof of a victory. Almost at once she got a text message from Rosa congratulating her, followed by Ingrid and even Ebony finally said ‘Congratz’ but not much more.
Smiling, Twen put the camera/phone away and went to the matter of waking up Bear. As she did wake up, she recognized she had lost and accepted a helping hand from Twen to her feet and then suddenly pulled her in to an embrace for a second that scared the blonde and then let go and saw Bear grinning. “I think that was the fastest any man or woman has successfully put me down for the count in my entire life and I’ve been scrapping since I was a kid, and even better yet, you did it clean and fair. I must admit I’m impressed.”
Twen actually blush at the high praise from this woman who she had watched take on and out Ebony just a couple weeks ago and thanked Bear in turn. Bear grinned at the blush and then asked if she was up to a rematch, but Twen decided to pass noting she had to meet the others soon but did note that she would not mind another go at some other time if things went well. Bear nodded in understanding, and as she turned to her own clothes asked Twen to give her regards to Rosa and remind her that the offer for next week was still open if she wanted it. Getting assurances she would relay the message Bear went downstairs to secure the door there since Twen was apparently heading out the same way she came in via the window. As Twen left, her own smile faded a bit, she had won, but she also realized she was perhaps lucky that time, she had relied on her speed to keep her foe off balance but if Bear had managed to get a hold of her even once, it could easily have been a whole different fight.

It would not be until the next day that Twen actually got a hold of Rosa, she had been unable to join the others the night before due to her being on duty that night, but it would soon be her last night, as she had arranged to take a week’s vacation starting two days from now on Friday so she could prepare herself and also allow some recovery time after she met and fought with Bear. Catching her as she went off duty out in the parking lot, the two briefly discussed possible strategies and Rosa made it clear that she did plan to accept the offer of Bear to match her in bearhugs. In fact shortly after her bruised rib had healed, she had been doing some quiet training with a few friends of hers developing her arm strength for the bearhug as well as strengthening her legs to cut down the chances of being overbeared to the ground. Stamina wise, she knew she was good, and told Twen that she felt she had about a 50/50 chance to take her out in such a fight and of the other fifty, she estimated she had a 35-40% chance to keep her stalemated unable to take her out and keep her locked up unable to finish it with a clear winner ending the fight in a draw which was just as good as a win according to Bear’s terms. Despite her confidence, Twen still left her with a troubled look, and made plans to once again spy on the fight to make sure it didn’t get out of hand.
Rosa however was good for her word, and the final few days before she met Bear, she worked extra hard trying to do all she could to be ready for the bigger woman. She was going to be giving an advantage of sorts to Bear being four inches shorter, but weight wise, she and Bear were even, but she also knew this height difference could work for her as well, and planned to use it. Now as Wednesday night rolled around, she took a long nap in the afternoon and waking refreshed headed for the meeting.
It didn’t take long to get there, and work her way in discretely. As expected she got the light on her, but surprisingly, Bear just told her to come up without stripping after locking the door. As she arrived, she found the bigger woman waiting for her, and as she approached, stood up and began to strip herself and Rosa took that signal and did the same. That done, the two walked towards each other and stopping a few feet apart, Bear asked her if she “still want to do the bearhug duel?” Rosa just grinned and slapped her arms but then asked Bear if she wanted to make it interesting. It was part of a plan that Rosa decided on in the last week after Twen won, to try and force the fight to the time limit if possible should she find herself on the losing side, and Bear for her part immediately looked interested and nodded for her to continue.
“We both know that a good bearhug can end the fight pretty fast, and I think we are both in agreement that we are also capable of it. But would it really answer the question of who has the better bearhug?” Giving Bear an almost wicked grin, she went on, “I want to see if we can really prove which of us has the better one, so how about this idea instead? Let there be no submission allowed only a knockout will win it, but not until we can force the other to literally admit the other is better by calling her the ‘Queen of the Bearhugs’ and then begging her to end the fight with the bearhug knockout, until then, no knockouts will be allowed by either of us until one of us can force the other to admit it, are you game enough?”
It was a daring move, and would certainly prolong the fight as both would have to carefully watch the damage they did, or how much pain they caused until the other conceded the loss. Across the way on the other rooftop where Twen was hiding, she drew in a short sharp breath as she caught the beauty of Rosa’s plan and also the danger of it, then had to grin despite herself remembering how much Rosa was the most daring of them and the biggest risk taker, somehow that special sense or gut feeling as she called it had always helped her find what would work best. This was Rosa’s fight however, and Twen would stay away unless it got out of control.
Bear for her own part, listened to the idea and then a slow smile spreading across her own face declared. “Gal, I like your style and guts, win or lose this could prove very interesting, I accept the new duel!” That said, she dropped in to a partial crouch and started to close on Rosa. She on the other hand dropped to a slight crouch of her own and allowed the approach, it being only a couple of steps and then there was a moment of tenseness as they came within range of each other and she sprang forward arms snapping up and under Bear’s to secure the inside grip and felt Bear lock around her and the battle was on.
Both women immediately put on a strong burst of pressure quickly ramping it up as they felt the hold take effect and heard the grunts and groans of each other and then the sudden rasp for air as lungs compressed to a point short of a complete cut off. Rosa was herself grimacing like Bear but also smiling as she worked her hold, it had started as she had hoped it would, her shorter height allowed her to keep her arms up level as the wrapped around Bear and she could easily keep the pressure up more than Bear who had to reach down to target the same area and needed more effort to get the same pressure. The advantage was small but in her eyes it always played a roll for her bearhugs. Pushing harder, Rosa started to use her own upper body and legs to slowly bend Bear backwards and found the bigger woman starting to strain harder as she felt the attempt to take her down and tried to overbear the smaller woman herself and gain the advantage.
This time however, Rosa was ready for the move that Bear used the other time and felt her jerk her up ready to do the drop and slam and splayed her feet and legs back to block the move, and turn it against Bear herself as her forward movement arrested, her own back bent back a bit and to Rosa’s advantage and she took it and before Bear could react she had forced Bear down to her own knees and started to force her to lean back ready to topple her.
Bear grunted and strained to force herself upright as Rosa bore in getting more and more of her weight centered over her body as she yielded the inches slowly, and considered herself more than a bit surprised after she had managed to quickly force Rosa down the first time they met, it was clear the smaller woman had prepared for this encounter, and as far as she was concerned, that was good, she enjoyed a feisty woman who was not afraid to take the fight to her, and in this one she seemed to have one. For now however she had to either take the extra strain on her back and thighs from this poor position to fight back with her own bearhug or else get out of the current position before it could be used to put her at a serious weakened state.
Rosa was herself straining not just to weaken the Bear, but keep her under control as well, the bigger woman was powerful and she was doing her best to not show just how close the woman had come several times to toppling her to one side or another when she tried to twist out from under her, she could feel Bear starting to weaken, but it was slow, very slow, and she was taking her share from this as well as the arms around her continued their own attempts to keep her air short and weaken her faster. Borrowing an idea of Bear’s to offer challenge to throw the other off and information she got from Ingrid during her own battle, she was close to Bear’s own ear and she spoke in a soft voice to conserve her own breath, seeing if Bear was willing to accept her own offer back now but at a disadvantage for the moment. “We can continue like this position for a while Bear, I know I can keep it up, but can you afford to? I know something you like to do, and I’ll match you there as well but only if I take the position I want first, and then will let you slide backwards on your back.”
That was enough to get Bear’s attention; Rosa was willing to play one of her games? Which one however? Rosa however seemed to not be willing to divulge any more beyond that, so if Bear wanted the chance. . . .””What you got in mind?” she half grunted as she felt Rosa up the pressure again briefly cutting her air all but completely before easing a bit but still keeping her short of breath. “You’ll know soon enough, but first you have to allow me to set it my way and you do that by loosening your arms up first.” Rosa clearly wasn’t going to give her many options, and in a way, she was glad, she probably would have done the same thing. Willing to take the chance, Bear slowly eased off her own bearhug pressure her arms still locked together but within seconds all the pressure was off the smaller woman’s back and she felt her start to ease up in turn and drew a deeper breath of much needed air.
Then Rosa made her own move as she used her legs behind her to push upwards and her own body already getting a bit sweat soaked like Bear’s slid up a few inches and Bear saw the game and grinned as Rosa’s breast before just below her own stopped and centered directly over her own. Tightening down hard, Rosa brought the pressure up getting a hiss from Bear and she tightened down in turn ready to accept the extra duel, and felt Rosa heave up and forward and went with her as she lifted Bear up enough to throw her forward and down flat on her back, getting the pressure off her knees and thighs, though not for long as Rosa immediately went for a grapevine around her legs and added a split to the duel, the real struggle was now however clearly on the bearhugs and the breasts now locked dead center on each other’s the increasing pressure would soon crush the other’s in a duel to pancake the other’s breasts and cover them with their own in a woman’s game of whose breasts can last longer. Rosa’s own mouth close to Bear’s ear confirmed it as she half whispered “I am going to crush the seeds out of you, and you can’t stop me!” Bear smiled grimly, “Let’s see who succeeds there then, I plan to hear you admit mine are better before I put you down for the count!”, and then the duel resumed with a new ferocity.
No longer trapped by her legs, but still having to fight the grapevined legs and the leg split Rosa had on her, Bear turned the tables unexpectedly showing a good deal of her overall body strength when she powered then in to a rollover despite the spread legs and got on top and grinned at the discomfort on Rosa’s own face as her weight came down on her, and ramped the pressure up again in a short and intense burst and heard the smaller woman hiss, but then she started to rally back despite her position and ground her own breasts up against Bear’s. It was an asset that she was justifiably proud of, like her smaller size the breasts were a bit smaller over all, but they still were a pair of 41DD’s, round like a cantaloupe and very firm, a firmness that she used now to not just resist Bear’s downward pressure, but started to drive in to the bigger woman’s own pair of 40D’s from below
Several long seconds passed as the women continued the slow crush and grind routine and passed the first and second minute locked in the same position. Bear seemed to be holding a good position for now, but she had been having a harder than then she realized proving it to Rosa who was matching her crush for crush and grind for grind and it almost seemed like she was drawing from the duel as each grew a bit more intense, more fierce and Bear found it was herself laboring for breath while Rosa was able to breathe more easily despite her position. Rosa sensed this as well, and had been slowly inched the leg split closed until now where it was almost fully shut and took the initiative by rolling hard and she got Bear under her and the began to work the crush on a much more serious level bringing Bear’s breath to am almost virtual stop. Bear’s own eyes widened at the power play and she twisted in turn and got herself back on top but just for a few seconds before she was rolled under a second time, in what soon would be a slow rolling dance across the floor as the two sought the better top position.
Surprise filled Bear as she felt herself rapidly weakening in the bearhug where she usually reigned supreme, and she was having trouble staying up, and decided to conserve her strength for now and remain on bottom and fight from there. That was fine as far as Rosa was concerned, she had been splitting her efforts about equally between the real bearhug fight and the breast crushing contest between them, but now that she seemed to have the top for a bit she shifted her attention and attack more to the breast aspect and began an almost erotic rocking effect pressing down on Bear’s pair with hers and grinned wickedly as she saw it having an effect on Bear if the sounds in her throat was any indicator, if she could drive her to a climax, the blood that had caused her breast to rise would quickly flee and she could pancake them a lot easier. Not that she wasn’t already doing it bit by bit to the bigger woman under her.
It was a trick Rosa had learned early on when she was just a teen and breast fighting among women in the barrio was often used to establish a pecking order of sorts. Her smaller rounder breasts using the rolling motion even as she used it now on Bear was almost like the same effect of a rolling pin on a mound of dough slowly rolling it flat and spreading it out. That was the same effect and Bear almost missed the fact as she had concentrated more on her bearhug and then realized just how much her breasts has slowly sunk under the effect. In an attempt to break the secondary duel she attempted to shift Rosa’s breasts off hers for now but found that was almost impossible, Rosa and her legs were grapevined tight and it blocked every attempt to slide her down that way.
Her own breath becoming more and more labored and for more reasons than the bearhug crush, she started to try and slide Rosa upwards a bit to get her off her breasts that way, but Rosa was prepared that way as well, her voice low enough that even the listening device of Twen could only pick up her voice and not the words and close to Bear’s ear she said, “Remember you did say any bearhug is allowed, you really want to push me up that way so I can apply the smothering bearhug around your head?” That froze Bear where she was and she stopped that attempt and quickly inched Rosa back to being square on breast to breast and the duel continued that way. Bear had never considered such a move a Rosa mentioned to be a bearhug before, it had always been the ‘breast smother’ to her, but she caught the warning loud and clear and realized Rosa was right, slide her up and she’d wrap her arms around Bear’s head instead of her torso and finish dragging herself up so her breasts went over her face and her bearhug arms tightened to force nose and mouth down in to her cleavage for a smother that would not be easy to break in any manner. Weakened as she was right now, that was one option she would not risk.
Problem was as soon as Rosa’s breasts were square on again she began the erotic rolling effect again and Bear hissed as she felt her breasts slowly yielding to the effect. Then without warning, Rosa rolled hard herself actually taking herself underneath and as she did so, she took advantage of the loosened bearhug of Bears and unlocked hers and threw her off to one side, then rolled the other way and to her feet, even as Bear slowly came to hers, looking slightly confused about this latest move. Slapping her arms briefly to show she was ready, Rosa signaled for Bear to close and resume the bearhug battle and gave her no clue as to why she broke off when she had a clear advantage. Bear wasn’t about to argue it as she quickly drew a few deep breaths and started to circle her smaller foe trying to figure out her fight plan, and how to best beat it.
Rosa’s own maddening smile seemed to just make it worse, and Rosa from her viewpoint could see it as well and that was why she had grinned. She knew she all but had bear in the breast duel, and broke it for now, the duel was less than a half hour gone, and she had to wear down Bear enough to make her beg to end it and had high doubts she could do that, her instincts had said it loud and clear so her game plan was to confuse, stall, and keep her weakened and wondering as she went back and forth between pure bearhug fight and breast bearhug dueling. Now deliberately she baited Bear by raising her own arms up and away a bit silently daring her to go for the inside grip this time. Bear saw the invite, considered it a moment and accepted, surging in she got the grip and this time set her hold low and jerked her well off the floor and began to bend forward arching Rosa’s back in a deliberate back breaking bearhug style even as she felt Rosa’s arms close around her and the pressure came on again, despite the outside grip and radically slowed her breath.
Grunting from the effort to gather air that Rosa was keeping from her, Bear had been trying to keep it restrained knowing full well the other had to be forced to beg for the knockout, but Rosa’s steady ramping up of her own tactics had forced her to now take it to new levels as well to match her. Setting her grip deep and low, Bear started to build the pressure up on her back, forcing her to bend further and further back with each inch gained causing the pain levels to soar higher and higher in an attempt to drain her strength and stamina this way through attrition by pain as well as her straining to counter the back bending pressure.
It seemed to have the effect as Rosa’s mouth was open and several sharp gasps and cries came from her and then slowly she subsided to moans, even as her arms started to weaken as well and after a couple of minutes, they dropped away and she hung there in Bear’s power hold taking it as best as she could. Rosa’s little dare had backfired on her as she had underestimated how much she had weakened Bear, and now as she suffered from it, she tried to pull herself together, throwing her legs up and around Bear’s own thighs and hips, she strained to press herself upwards and ease the pain levels that was sapping her a lot faster than she had expected it to.
Inch by inch, Rosa worked her way up despite Bear’s efforts to keep her locked and she got her hands up and dug in to the shoulders of Bear, fingers driving down in to the muscles there trying to dig down and in and short circuit some of her power by hitting the nerves. She had some success as well, and from the look on Bear’s face was having an effect on her as she suddenly looked worried and tried to bend her back some more trying to break her concentration on taking her out. But Rosa had managed to dig in and hung there grimly as she felt Bear’s bending efforts start to falter, she had to make a serious counter however as she could not take Bear’s damage much longer herself.
Digging deep in to her reserves, Rosa channeled it down in the her legs wrapped around Bear’s and thrust hard upwards and rose several inches and she had her goal in range as Bear’s face came within range of her breasts and she abandoned the shoulder nerve attack and threw her arms around Bear’s head and went for the smothering bear hold and saw the startled look on Bear’s face moments after she started to pull her in and got the airtight seal on her.
The effects were immediate and for Rosa quite painful as Bear matched her cut off for cut off, her inside grip loosening momentarily from lower back to upper and locked tight crushing the lower ribs down and cutting her air off, even as she leapt up and forward and came down hard to the floor, Rosa trapped under her and taking the full impact of her 185 pound frame. Ribs screamed in protest and bruised from the impact, and Rosa screamed in turn, her own air lost from one breath to the next and now equally unable to draw any as well. The scream also galvanized Twen in to action as she saw the two go down and sprinted to the other roof and the window, stopping long enough to look in and saw they still struggling on the ground. Rosa was obviously in a world of hurt, her face etched in extreme pain but she was still hanging on grimly to her smother on Bear, and despite her worries, Twen held off from entering not wanting to risk it all at this point, a glance at her own watch showed about another fifteen minutes to go to the time limit. It was still either woman’s game here and she silently drew back just enough to peek around the edge as she watched them continue the fight.
The time stretched for the better part of two minutes and she could see them both trembling violently, they had to be close to their limits of passing out and then suddenly a hoarse gasp came from Rosa and she also unwound her arms from Bear’s hear and she got a deep breath as well, but it was clear Bear was very weak right now as Rosa slowly rolled her off her and laid next to her panting as well. Both women were clearly drained by the dangerous duel, and would need a couple of minutes before either could make another offensive move that might really count. Hoping she was not making the wrong choice, Twen slipped back to the other roof and her hiding point and resumed her vigilant watch.
Twen had been right on her call for them needing time, both had held on grimly in an attempt to weaken each other to the point of borderline unconscious and both had succeeded but found themselves just as far gone as well, it had been a virtual draw in that category, a fact they both realized within seconds as they separated and tried to pull themselves together fast enough to take the offense before the other could. It was a good two minutes plus before Rosa was able to pushed herself upright on her knees and seeing Bear had reached her hands and knees herself half kneeled and half crawled and got behind Bear and reached over her to grasp her by her hair and jerk her upright to her knees and from behind slid her arms up and around her foe locking hands just under breasts and began to put what she could in to a reverse bearhug. From across the way, Twen watched as she got it on and hoped this was the final move, she knew Rosa’s power with that particular version and killed twice with it, but even as she watched she could see this may not be such a time.
Bear cursed as she felt the arms lock around her and her hands went to the wrists and drew deep on what she had left even as Rosa began a series of strong pulse like crushes meant to drain her strength and breath. The weakness of both however let Bear break the lock and she fell away to one side even as she let go and swung a club like arm at Rosa’s head knocking her the other way. Again the two worked their way to hands and knees and rose upright on their knees this time facing each other. Eyes locked a brief moment and then both lunged for each other there, arms seeking and blocking the same time the better bearhug. Once more Rosa seemed to have a slightly better recovery and she got the inside grip and shoved hard forcing Bear to lean back again against her own legs as she slid her breasts up against Bear’s and tightened down ready to crush her foe’s breasts flat this time. With minutes growing short, she knew neither of them would get the requested knockout requirement but Bear might decide to throw the agreement out and just go for the KO without the forced beg and she wanted to try for the breast crush and score the psychological point against her if possible to make her break.
Using her better position, Rosa began her rolling tactic again on Bear and hear her breath quicken as it took effect and not just because she was also squeezing as hard as she could, neither of them had enough to really keep the other’s breath shorter than half gone but she had clearly found this one chink in Bear’s armor and the long gruel had already caused a lot of her breast blood to flee and her breasts to soften. Determined to score, Rosa kept the rolling effect up and watched as Bear’s breasts slowly disappeared under her own and she grinned in to Bear’s face as she caught Bear doing the same. A bit over three quarters of the breast had disappeared under Rosa’s assault when a beeping sound interrupted their struggle, and Bear cursed and then her voice soft said “That was the timer, the hour is up and we have a draw.”
Almost reluctantly the two of them stopped their respective bearhugs and slowly unlocked and let go of each other. The half helping each other, they rose to their feet, chests heaving and legs trembling from overall weakness they stared at each other, and then Bear began to chuckle and then burst in to good natured laughter while shaking her head. “I have to admit, I was sure I would dominate in that fight after we first tried it, but you have shown an uncanny skill with the hold that few have come close to and I only wish we had made this a no time limit to see who really could have won.”
Rosa could just smile at the compliment, and admitted she had similar feelings, but then reminded Bear that they had agreed to the one hour rule for all the fights, and that since she had taken it to a draw and Twen beat her last week, she wanted to know if she was satisfied and would join them as their newest Viper. Bear’s smile grew and she nodded her head yes in apparent agreement, but added “I accept, but on one condition, sometime when we have a couple days free to spare I want this as a rematch but no time limit, there has to be a winner, agreed?” Rosa had to smile and she nodded her acceptance as well and said she would phone Twen to let her know. Bear however made a brief time out, and puzzled Rosa did as Bear walked to the window and leaning out yelled “OK Twen you can come out of your hiding hole and get your ass over here, we have some talking to do!” Grinning, she turned away and pointed to Rosa where Twen was hiding even as she stood up and started to come over. When she climbed in, there was a definite blush to her complexion for having had Bear catch her out again watching the fight.
But then she and the other two began to formally arrange for Bear to join them and Bear agreed to come to where they met the following night to be ‘made official’ and to get her first briefings on what was going on and her role in it. Initially Twen wanted it to be tonight, but Rosa asked her to move it to the next night claiming she had an unfinished personal matter to take care of with Bear first. At that request, Twen arched her eyebrows and looked the question and Rosa’s voice became firm as she said “I did emphasize the word ‘personal’ didn’t I? That means get lost boss, and don’t think you can just spy again while I deal with it, or would you rather I tell Ingrid who accidentally blew that one hit of hers six weeks ago.”
Twen for her part had the good sense to blush at that, she had following one of her own leads for her target accidentally broke up a meeting that Ingrid had set up to draw her own target out, and he spotting her had decided to retreat to avoid possible witnesses. Rosa had been with her and she had kept her silence on it until now. Twen accepted the firm put down but as she turned to leave she had to say, “Just be safe, huh? We need you intact and we all know your love for risk taking.” Rosa just raised her own eyebrow at the comment and her retort got a blush from Twen before she hurried off as she said “What!?! And have no fun?!?”
Twen made good on her word, and left via the roof and down the other building, but Bear made sure along with Rosa watching over the roof’s edge to see her leave the building and walk towards her car not too far away. That done, Bear looked at Rosa and had to ask “unfinished personal matter?” Rosa just chuckled and turned back to the loft and Bear followed and once inside she turned back to her. “We may have fought to a time limit draw, but if you’re honest, you know I had you twice in the breast contest, and I think you owe me a big favor for having got you both times.”
Bear blushed this time and looked slightly embarrassed but tried to skirt it saying “True in part, but both times, we really didn’t finish it and it could have ended a different way, still ask your favor and let’s see what I say.” In response, Rosa told her to lie on her back and as Bear obliged, curious about it all, Rosa settled on top of her and slid up until she could lock her arms around Bear’s head, her firm breasts inches from descending on to Bear’s face and a smother and then told her to lock her bearhug on. Understanding filled Bear’s face and a smile as well and she asked “All the way this time to KO with or without begging?” Rosa smiled down at Bear and said, “I wish we had time for the beg requirement but I have to work in barely 24 hours from now, so just for the straight KO this time.” Bear nodded both accepting the current fight and also the offer of the implied second one as well for the future, and both women took a few deep breaths charging their lungs. Their eyes met and locked and then the last struggle began.

The following evening all four of the Vipers met as usual but this time there was a fifth as Bear also arrived, and was formally welcomed in by Twen, and then they sat down at the table and spent the next couple hours going over the specifics of what they did, their formal rules and then started to cover some of the cases, and Bear got her own three on the list of hits to seek out, and in turn provided from her own connections and ways several good clues and leads that might lead the others to finding some of their own quarries. Rosa soon had to leave as she was going on duty, and despite discrete inquiries from Twen to her and Bear, neither would discuss what happened after she had left, though both knew that it had ended in a virtual draw, both passing out within moment of each other and neither sure who did first. They had however agreed to another such duel.
It was over close to midnight and as the meeting broke up, Bear saw Ebony off to one side, she had been restrained at best the whole night, and Bear knew she was still angry about her loss. Quietly, she approached Ebony and asked her if Twen had given her the offer of a rematch under her terms. Ebony gave a curt nod, her eyes showing her anger at Bear even if she stayed silent. “I know how you feel,” said Bear, I have dealt with this matter before, and there is a way to resolve this fully, but you’ll need a few days off for this fight, one to have it and a couple to recover from it. I won’t offer details until you meet me at the chosen place, but I can assure you when it’s over there will be a very clear cut winner between us. Are you willing to try the risk?”
Ebony’s eye’s hardened at the lack of details, but the comment of the rest needed afterwards piqued her interest if the fight was that hard. . . . Nodding acceptance, the two set up the time to meet as not this weekend but next weekend, they would fight on Friday and rest over the weekend. The agreement made, they separated and went their separate ways.