Author's Notes: Hey peeps, this is my first venture into DOA and I hope you all enjoy this story. This takes place during DOA4, and it's a little spin-off of sorts regarding La Mariposa and Tina. Please review and tell me what you think!


She walked into the room in a brisk but not harried pace. Though this room was very dark with not even a flicker of light to be seen, she could sense that what she tried so hard to salvage was in this place. Taking a final deep breath, the woman slowly exhaled and turned the lights on via a switch next to her. Very much surprised by what she saw, she witnessed the scattered stains of blood that belittled the very expensive marble floor in this area of the desolate Victorian mansion. The source of the blood was that from a corpse, lying at the center of what appeared to be his spacious office. Nonetheless, the woman quickly grabbed the coveted disks from the dead man's hands and turned to exit; but she was greeted by another surprise, that of her most hated nemesis. Quickly, she blinked her eyes once her nemesis took a picture of her holding the disks and she frowned up her face.

"Trisha you bitch! What the hell are you doing here?" the woman questioned still baffled and holding the disks.

"Ha! Your ignorance is my bliss! Did you really think I would take the fall for Bourke's death?" Trisha questioned as she laughed heartily while holding her digital camera in her palm.

"So it is you who is responsible for this murder! I should've known." The girl spat out venomously while pointing a finely painted red fingernail at her. Trisha just smirked at her, and flipped locks of ebony hair from her face.

"Yes, it was me who killed that miserable fool! But with this photographic evidence of you next to the stiff, you're just as guilty! Then the whole world shall know that Tina Armstrong is nothing more than a murderous wench!" Trisha said with disdain and pleasure as Tina looked with anger piercing in her eyes. However, it was here where Tina found her opportunity to strike.

Taking advantage of Trisha's laughter, Tina quickly landed a sharp uppercut to Trisha, and the girl fell to the floor with the digital camera also meeting its fate on the ground. Smashing the camera while looking at Trisha with a smirk of her own, Tina winked at her; further enraging her enemy.

"Damn you Tina! Damn you to hell!" Trisha said on the floor while clutching her face at the spot where Tina struck her.

"Yes, that is what they all say to me once I've kicked their asses!" Tina replied with delight as she looked at her enemy with newfound giddiness.

"…And cut! Beautiful work Tina!" a nearby voice called out. Getting up from his seat at the camera, the director as well as the other members of the film crew began to applaud both Tina and Trisha. The two beautiful women were now all in smiles and Tina helped her up from her spot on the floor, and joined the others as the chorus of cheers continued. The seemingly desolate room was in fact part of a vast movie studio, and janitors speedily wiped up all the fake blood that adorned the set.

Watching the playback along with her co-star, Tina shook her head in approval while looking at the director and the footage.

"I'm very satisfied with this. Lost Battalion 2 is going to be the best action movie ever made. This is going to be a bona fide blockbuster when it comes out next summer." Tina said aloud enthusiastically.

"With your star-power and devout followers Tina, I know what your saying is going to happen." The director said with a smile planted on his face.

"Thanks a lot Frank. I'm going to my trailer to relax a bit. Call me if we have to do any re-shoots!" Tina said as she began to walk away from her director. Once again sighing, Tina put one of her gentle hands through her silky blonde hair and closed her eyes for a minute. Taking in these precious moments of solitude, she was interrupted by one of the miscellaneous film crew members.

"Yes, what is it?" Tina asked him, trying to console her annoyance.

"Ah, Ms. Armstrong, there is a big, burly gentleman in your trailer! He insisted on bringing himself in there after we repeatedly told him it was against orders! Needless to say, he pummeled us and told us he didn't care." The film crew member said as he held a hint of fear in his face as he recollected about the burly man. However, Tina laughed it off once she realized who he was talking about.

"It's okay. I know exactly who you are talking about. I'll deal with him right now." Tina said as she continued on toward her trailer. As she walked on, she took notice of three broken bodies that were laid out on the floor, and she shook her head. Finally making it to her domain, Tina opened the door to see none other than her father, Bass Armstrong, helping himself to a beer as he watched television on her couch. Seeing her come in, Bass got up and held his arms out for her.

"Tina! Come and say hi to your old man!" Bass said cheerfully, keeping his arms outstretched for her to jump in. However, Tina walked right passed him and took a seat on the couch, angering Bass.

"You little bad seed! I've come all this way and you can't even give your father a proper greeting? Shame on you!" Bass said as he picked his beer back up, swallowing the remaining contents up.

"No offense daddy, but why the hell are you here?" Tina questioned with daggers in her eyes as she looked at Bass crossly. The anger melting away, Bass was now worried about his daughter's visible discontent for him.

"I wanted to see you baby-girl! We rarely see each other anymore! It was easier when you were in the federation, but now that you are on this movie thing again, I hardly get to catch up with you." Bass said as he sat next to his daughter, who was still fuming at him.

"Well it's easy to just forget about you daddy! You never support me in anything I do, and you sure as hell don't give a damn about my movie career! All you care about is wrestling!" Tina said with all her might as she stood up and looked at him complete rage.

"That is not true little lady! I do give a damn about you! I give so much damn, that I came all the way down here to show you something that might threaten your future!" Bass said, with his turn of getting up and holding a tape in his massive hand. Tina's rage slowly melting after what Bass said, she simply asked:

"What is going to threaten my future, daddy?"

"Just take a look at this!" Bass said as he went over to the DVD/VCR and put the tape in the machine. He and Tina standing next to each other, they began to watch what was going on in the film. As the tape began to play, the screen read UWF (Universal Wrestling Federation) and shown the entrance way of a packed arena. The sea of people was cheering to the top of their lungs as the wrestler's entrance music began to play.

"Coming to ringside, she stands at 5'9, 105 pounds! From Mexico City, Mexico she is the lovely luchador and challenger for the UWF Women's Championship, La Mariposa!" the ring announcer said as the woman began to enter the arena to another round of cheers. Wearing a lovely attire of shimmering off-white with pink sporadically placed within it as well as jewelry, the wrestler La Mariposa was a definite sight to see. Adding to her mystery was the beautiful butterfly mask that came across her face. Her tanned body complimented her outfit and she smiled and waved at her fans as she entered the ring.

"Okay, I don't see how she is a threat to my future dad. But she does have a beautiful outfit." Tina said as she paused the tape. Bass grabbed the remote from Tina's hands and pressed play.

"Pay attention!" he ordered as he and Tina both set their sights to La Mariposa again.

Her opponent looking confident, La Mariposa decided to psych her out by blowing a kiss at her. Her taunt successful, La Mariposa's opponent was taken aback but quickly rushed at her to launch a lariat. La Mariposa just flipped over her, landed atop the black ring ropes and landed a powerful dropkick, knocking her down to the canvas. Picking her fallen adversary up, the lovely luchador hopped up and hit her with a hurricanrana and then continued with an elbow drop. With her enemy down, La Mariposa took the time to taunt, and it drove the crowd even wilder. Blowing more kisses, she decided it was time to end the match and take the title. Going to the top turnbuckle, she landed an insane moonsault and picked up the win, as well as the championship.

"Everyone, I present the winner and new UWF Women's Champion, La Mariposa!" the ring announcer yelled as the match ended with the sound of the bell and the ovation from the audience. La Mariposa held the golden belt to the sky as she celebrated her win. All the while, Tina just sucked her teeth and continued to watch.

"La Mariposa, is there anything you would like to say?" the announcer questioned. Grabbing his microphone and pushing him to the ring canvas, the luchador looked straight into the camera and spoke.

"Si! Si! That's right I am the new UWF Women's Champion of the world! No other woman can take me down! However, there is someone I would like to give a little shout out to, eh! Tina Armstrong! How's Hollywood mami? You couldn't cut it in professional wrestling anymore so you want to hide in the glitz and glamour of those fake bimbos and punks of the movie screen? Why don't you come back so I can wreck your pretty little face and show the world that I am the true, numero uno woman in the world! You fake bitch!" La Mariposa said with a very stern and challenging tone of voice. With that, Tina turned off the television completely and threw the remote into it afterward, causing it to break and blow sparks.

"Someone is testy." Bass said with a laugh. Angered, Tina took and unexpectedly hip-tossed him into the coffee table, with is turning into splinters due to Bass' massive girth. However, he still continued his laughter.

"I could kick her ass if I wanted to. I just don't have the time." Tina said as she crossed her arms.

"I think you're scared! But you have good reason, La Mariposa is a honorable wrestler, she's no pushover!" Bass said still laying in his wreckage.

"I am not! I just said I am too busy to schedule a match with her! Lost Battalion 2 is almost finished!" Tina said with continued fury.

"But you will have to fight her Tina. She's calling you all of those names, and soon everyone will believe her. So…what are you going to do?" Bass questioned this time as he got up from the broken wood. For once in her life, Tina was speechless, but La Mariposa's words were still stinging her heart.

- Xtreme Slayer