Chapter 10 Back To The Infirmary

Victoria walked up the stairs to the second floor of the Main Building, on her way to get a snack before bedtime. She wore her EISOM Women s championship around her waist, though it was a bit loose. It hadn't been modified to fit her yet. She hadn't bothered to get it done since the odds of her remaining champion for too much longer were slim. If Susan couldn't beat her, Vicky said to herself, how will I?

When she entered the cafeteria, her eldest nephews, Jack and Terel Jr. were there, stuffing their faces. It was a wonder they didn't gain any weight, as much junk as they ate. They were, according to Matt, always here in the cafeteria eating. She talked to the woman named Mara for a few moments before getting a milkshake.

"And here s the new Women's Champion, it's Tricky Vicky!" Jack screamed aloud, seeing her as she went by.

"At least I have a belt, Jackson," she replied, sitting a few tables away.

"Not for long," Terel Jr. said, grinning. "Do you realize that in the twenty-four matches Candice Kingston has had, she has not once been beaten, even our dear sister Candice fell short of the task when they had a match a while back." Though she had to admit it was a bit discouraging, she didn't say it aloud.

After drinking her chocolate milkshake, she left the cafeteria and left the Main Building. Entering the Dahtre Building, she saw Candice Kingston sitting in a chair in a corner, reading. She was wrapped in a thick, pink robe. Aside from her, the Common room was empty. When she crossed the room, Candice saw her and spoke.

"Hello," she said, but it came out as 'Hallow'. Her voice was soft and sweet as she spoke, but the accent was what made it so.

"Evening, Kamazing," Victoria replied politely, stopping crossing the room.

"Come here a moment," Candice said, looking toward Victoria s waist, eyeing her belt. Vicky noticed the glance, but something else, as well. There was no look of greed in the older girl's eyes. Victoria came and sat in a chair close to Candice, wondering what she wanted.

"How do you feel about our match?" she asked, her accent mixing it up a bit, but her words were understandable, nonetheless. Victoria was a bit surprised at the question.

"I think I'm, I think I'm a bit afraid," Vicky said truthfully. She didn't want to admit it even to herself, but after watching what Candice was capable of, she afraid to have to get in the ring with her. The official report of the injuries sustained by Susan Conrad had been posted.

"Why?" Candice asked, frowning a bit, not expecting such an answer.

"Well, after seeing you in the ring, and seeing the injury reports, I don't want to get hurt like Conrad," Victoria rarely admitted to being afraid, and explained why.

"Well, let me tell you something that should fix that fear of yours; I don't, nor have I ever, really had any desire to be Women's champion. I simply like what I do for personal enjoyment. I don't do it for awards and championships."

"I just like fighting," She continued. "Do you know that this is the twelfth time I've been a number one contender. I've won fourteen championships, but never kept them. I've won the Heavyweight championship six times, the Women's championship five times and the X-Division championship three times. I've never had any desire to keep them, so I gave them back to the person I defeated."

"Are you serious? After winning fourteen championships, you've never kept a single one?" Vicky asked, amazed.

"Not once," Candice said. "And, another thing, I've wanted a match with Conrad for years. I finally had a chance to take out all my frustrations she had caused me. Susan Conrad had gradually become a very mean person over the years, though Candice Tendonin remained friends with her. Last year was the final straw for everyone. At the end of the year, last year, there was a major brawl between the two and they fought all over the grounds, evading the Teachers for hours."

"Apparating everywhere, the fight lasted several hours. If you think what I did was disturbing, you should be glad you didn't witness the fight last year. They were hitting each other with all sorts of objects, trying to burn and drown each other. It was madness. And, to add to the normal physical violence, they are both accomplished Elementalists."

"Candice kept trying to drop a rock weighing several thousand tons on top of Conrad," Candice continued. "Forcing every drop of air from each other's lungs, watching as they suffocated, they were torturing each other. As dangerous as I've been called, I was shocked at the violence. Several hours of that and they were still going. The fighting finally ended when Candice s sister, Michelle, and their parents were able to isolate her and lock her up.

"The two of them were out for blood, going so far as to even use the Cruciatis Curse on each other, repeatedly. For weeks, as repairs were made to the school, there was a lot of talk of expelling the two of them. They're lucky that Unforgivable Curses aren't punishable under Egyptian Law. The only reason they weren't expelled was because the Tendonin Family made an enormous donation to the school. Twenty-five million Galleons for each girl, that's two hundred and fifty times what tuition here costs."

Victoria was so shocked that she didn't say anything for several moments. She had never heard about this, though if it were true, she could understand why.

"Why were they fighting?" Victoria asked quietly, unfastening her belt, which was hurting her stomach.

"I personally don't know, but I wouldn't advise you to ask anyone about it. We wouldn't want something of that sort to happen again." Candice said in a tone that indicated she didn't want to talk anymore. Victoria took the hint and left her, heading to her room on the second floor. When she past her sister s room, she heard laughter.

If she had paid a little more attention, she would realized the laughter was coming from more than one person, but her mind was still on what she had been told by Candice Kingston. She went to her room, locked the door, and as if on auto-pilot, went through her evening routine of stripping off all her clothing and examining herself in the mirror before taking a shower and climbing into bed. She fell asleep quickly, her belt lying next to her in the enormous bed.

As the clock struck six the next morning, Xnedra rolled out of bed, starting her day. Before her eyes had completely adjusted to the lights she d turned on, she was in the shower. She dried herself quickly, and was outside ten minutes later, her thick brown hair pulled back into a ponytail, and her feet pounding the track as she made her ten mile lap. Jogging, it took her close to an hour to finish the circuit.

After completing her jogging lap, she started her timer and took off running as fast as she could. Her left knee began to hurt but she didn't slow. She was just passing the halfway mark when she noticed someone running behind her, her peripheral vision coming into play. When she looked back, she saw that it was Candice Kingston. Candice soon passed Xnedra, speeding past her. Xnedra knew she could run a quarter mile in about ninety seconds, so she was knocked for six that Candice had passed her so quickly.

She tried to catch up to her, but she so fast and so far ahead already. When Xnedra finally finished, Candice was already done stretching, and she looked as if she was about to go for another lap!

"Candice how did you get so fast?" Xnedra said as she began stretching.

"It would appear that you are envious," Candice replied, smiling, taking several large sips of water.

"I suppose I am. I run at least twice a day, and this is the first time I've seen you out her and you just shot past me."

"I'm smaller than you are, Xnedra, and I have a lot of leg strength," Candice replied, walking over to the line, about to start her next lap. "Lets race, you and I." Xnedra agreed and they both lined up. They took off at the same time, about a foot apart, their feet impacting the track.

After about thirty seconds, Candice began to pull away from Xnedra, getting ahead. Xnedra tried to speed up but she had reached her limit. She could go no faster. Candice crossed the finish line with a time of three minutes and forty seconds. Xnedra had four minutes and seven seconds.

"Candice that's cra-" Xnedra began, but suddenly put her hands to her chest, indicating she couldn't breathe. She tried to reach for her wand, but it wasn't in her thigh holster. She fell to her knees, shaking, trying to breathe but she couldn't get enough air in. Candice grabbed her by the arm and they spun around, making Xnedra dizzy. The last thing she saw was Lordian Medikal standing over her, his wand out.

Jeff had rushed to the Medical Level as soon as he was out of class that afternoon. He had been distracted all day, and now he was at her side. Xnedra lay motionless in the stiff bed, her breathing coming in sharp gasps. It pained him to see her in such a state. His sister, Michelle was there as well. She was on her way out when he had arrived. She'd had an accident in one of her last classes of the day.

"She was out running this morning with Kingston and they got competitive. She wound up having another Asthma Attack," Michelle told him, although he already knew most of the details.

"I just hate seeing her look so helpless, sister." Jeff replied quietly. He rubbed Xnedra's face, the warmth of her skin giving him a bit of hope that she would be fine soon. But he knew she wouldn't recover so soon. Her respiratory system was in danger having been overused that morning. Now, her lungs were working against her, not drawing in enough air. The threat of Xnedra dying was very real, and it scared the hell out of him. Michelle stood up to leave, saying she needed to get started on her homework, but he hardly heard her.

Jeff went to the infirmary each day for the next few weeks, but there was no change in her condition. After class he would come straight there, and remain until being forced from the room. As time stood still for him inside his heart and inside the infirmary as he sat at Xnedra's side, life went on at school.

Only a week after Xnedra was brought to the infirmary, Candice Kingston decided to call in her title match. Victoria was still a bit afraid of the older girl, but she had been training with her nieces and nephews. They had come to the conclusion that Victoria would have to implement her Thought Watching ability in the match if she wanted to win. Or try to win. While she had learned some maneuvers from them as well, she knew that with Kingston's experience and strength, coupled with her MMA training, she stood little to no chance of retaining the belt.

But Evolution wanted to at least prepare her. After all, she did have the only belt that their stable currently held. When the day of the match finally came, Vicky had her new attire ready. She wore a pink and black plaid skirt, black stockings, pink and black gloves, kneepads, and elbow pads. Her top was of her own design and it actually required parental consent. Her Head of House had deemed it provocative in an explicit manner. Her family argued what could possibly be provocative about an 11 year old girl in a tight shirt, in a school full of children her age and older.

To settle the argument, her mother, Evelyn Roryn was asked to decide if Victoria could wear the attire. So, she made a trip to the school to see the attire herself before making a decision. She laughed lightly as her daughter strutted into the room.

"Sure, it's a bit unfashionable, but I hardly find it provocative, dear Professor," she said lightly. After a few hours, she and her two daughters had refashioned the attire.

Vicky had originally designed the top part with the intention of over-enhancing her assets. Of course, her mother thought it a silly idea, but she let her little girl run with it. However, she did absolutely demand that said asset enhancement be toned down to a B Cup from the ridiculous D Cup appearance Vicky had originally intended. Vicky watched the shrink was made and still considered the size to be big, particularly for her body size, so she happily agreed to the smaller size.

The shirt was a pink polo, with a few buttons loose. With the rest of her outfit, Candice told her she was going to have a Pink Attack soon. Finally, it was go time. Her mother stayed for the match and would have a front row seat. She didn't know what to expect from this type of event, but wanted to give her support to her daughter.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, are you ready!" The announcer began, always able to instantly hype something up just from his energetic voice. Victoria paid little attention as he introduced her challenger. At the moment, she couldn't decide on her new theme music. It was between Party in the USA, Gallery, Animato, and Hey Now.

"Oh Virginya please help me! Pick a number, one through four." She cried to her twin, who was peaking through the curtain and watching Candice Kingston in the ring.

"Four," Virginya said absently.

"And now. One of the youngest Champions in school history, and currently the youngest reigning champion; She is you EISOM Women's Champion, standing five foot one inches tall, weighing one hundred twenty two pounds. She is VICTORIA RORYN!"

'Hey now, hey now,"

Victoria chose to use the Hillary Duff song. She strapped her belt on and headed toward the curtain. Because Evolution was friends with Kingston, they felt it would be best if they didn't go to the ring to be in Vicky's corner, even though they were supporting her. She instead was accompanied by her sister. As they headed out, Victoria looked over her should and spoke.

"I'm bringing this back with me, don't worry…"

As she strutted to the ring, she saw her mother sitting in the nearest row to ring, she was smiling, but Vicky saws a bit of worry in her pretty blue eyes. She would diminish that worried look in a few moments. She climbed the steps and entered the ring under the second rope. She didn't do any showboating. She handed over the belt and the ref held it up. The bell rang and the match started.

Candice walked to the center of the ring, and beckoned the champ closer. She put her hand out, as if asking for a handshake. Vicky took her hand. It was a left handshake, so Victoria took her right leg and swung it over their locked hands, and then brought it back with a kick to Kamazing. Keeping her hand locked with the other girl, Vicky turned the handshake into a modified armbar submission.

The crowd reacted with excitement. It was rare for them to see Kingston go down first. It took a moment or two for her wiggle her way out of the armbar, and as she got to her feet, Kamazing countered a thrown punch and whipped the champ towards the ropes. As she came back, Victoria checked Kingston's mind, anticipating her next move. She was going for a sleeping, but Vicky had other plans. She popped out of the sleeper before it could be tightened, using a front facelock jawbreaker, or a Stunner as it was called affectionately.

Candice was momentarily stunned by the move and Vicky went after her. She aimed a heavy kick at the side of her left knee. Kingston rolled over in pain. She began stomping away viciously at Kamazing's knee, trying with all her might to break it. She turned around to catch her breath, leaning against the ropes, her back to Candice. Vicky took too long a breather and ended up being put into a sleeper again, and this time it was locked in.

Struggle as she tried, Vicky couldn't escape the sleeper and she began to panic as her oxygen was cut off. Then she got an idea. She weighed over a hundred pounds. That much weight, no matter how strong you are, was a lot of deadweight to suddenly support. She lifted her legs from under her and the effect was what she needed. Candice had released the sleeper, being unable to hold her free weight up so quickly.

Vicky was already on her feet when Kingston ran towards her, going for a massive clothesline. Victoria fell back on her shoulders and popped back up with a handspring. Candice hadn't expected that and she kept going and bounced off the ropes. When Kingston was near her, Vicky kicked her in the stomach. And hard, too; Candice visibly winced from the pain. The Vicky, tried to pick her up, but Candice was able to push her off, still visibly in pain from the kick to the stomach.

Candice ran towards Vicky, and was going for her finisher, the Kamazing Kick, but Victoria dodged it very narrowly. She then aimed another hard kick to the stomach of her challenger threw a hard punch into her chin. Again, she tried to lift her and slam her, but she was pushed off. Candice grabbed hold of Vicky picked her in the position for a suplex.

Imhosepto had taught her a great counter to this maneuver, but she was very confident about her execution of it, but she did it anyway. Dropping her right knee, she nailed Kamazing in the forehead, and as her grip loosened, she reversed the suplex into a Frankensteiner drop. As they went down, Vicky grabbed Candice's leg, just as she had been taught and the ref began counting.

1…

2…

3…

4…

Candice kicked out and when she stood up, she received a third kick to the stomach. Virginya was still standing at ringside and she more than a little disturbed by her big sister's viciousness as she went after Kingston with no fear. She winced each time Vicky kicked Candice, knowing her sister kicked fiendishly hard. Evelyn Roryn sat in the front row, her hand over her mouth. Candice was like a nice sandy beach, and Hurricane Vicky was coming up the coast, destroy it.

Back in the ring, Vicky delivered yet another Stunner to Candice and this time she hit the mat harder. Candice got up, her lip bleeding. Michelle sat in the front row near her cousin Evelyn. Kingston's face was bleeding, and she was…smiling. Michelle was a little afraid at that point. Kingston was smiling, and it was a blood chilling smile. She got an unreasonable amount of excitement out of fighting, and the longer the fight was, the more out of hand, but also, excited Kingston would get.

Vicky saw the smile as well, but she took it wrong. Kingston walked up to her, slowly, still smiling. Vicky tried to read Kamazing's thoughts to anticipate her next move, but her mind was in ecstasy as she was slowly losing control of herself in the fight. Because she couldn't see what was coming next, Vicky had no way of stopping the kick to her shoulder that sent her to the mat.

She was stunned by the force and didn't move for a minute or two. Candice limped her way to the farthest corner and climbed the turnbuckle. Atop the corner, Candice launched herself for her finisher, the 630 knee drop. She went up at amazing speed and came crashing down and there was a collective gasp from the crowd. Victoria had rolled out of the way. The result was not a pretty one.

Candice landed on her knees with such force that she bounced upward almost a foot. Her knees were surely broken after that. Vicky stood and came near her. For the first time ever, her fellow classmates saw a hint of fear and pain on the face of Candice Kingston. Vicky advanced slowly, showing a menacing side of her personality.

Victoria stood over Kamazing, smiling. She grabbed Candice's legs and applied the figure four leg lock, just as Jason had taught her. Candice began screaming in agony and after a moment she tapped out to the maneuver. The crowd erupted as the bell rung. It was the biggest upset in quite a while. Funhouse by Pink began playing. She had told the crew to play it when she won.

The Referee handed Victoria the belt and she raised it up. After posing for a moment, she went over to Candice and whispered something in her ear. She left the ring and skipped up the ramp with her sister in tow, leaving Candice smiling in the ring as she was attended to by the Mediwizards.

Stepping behind the curtain, Vicky was greeted with a round of applause from their nieces and nephews. Even her mother was there clapping. Vicky raised the belt as she bowed to the group. She smiled to herself, knowing how amazed and surprised they were at what she had just accomplished. Not only had she retained the championship, but she had also defeated the unstoppable Candice Kingston in the process, being the first to defeat her.

The group returned to the Dathre Building to continue celebrating. Eventually, Evelyn Roryn took her daughters aside and spoke with them.

"How have your classes been?" She asked casually, though her tone hinted that she had already spoken with all of their instructors.

"We are doing good, mother," Vicky said with a smile as she stroked her belt, running her fingers over her name.

"Yes, we had a quiz in Charms a few days ago and I had the best score, mother," Virginya said with excitement. Vicky rolled her eyes. Virginya, it was becoming rapidly obvious, was extremely gifted in Charms. And not just for her age.

They were only two months into this quarter, and her instructor had already informed her that she would be doing Second Year Charms work next quarter. Victoria allowed herself to melt out of the conversation and left the Common Room. Walking the halls, she wandered to her room, lost in thought.

Going through her bedtime routine of shedding her clothing, contemplating her bare reflection, showering, brushing her teeth, and the like, Vicky slowly fell asleep that night, pleased with her days work. She knew that by morning, most of her classmates would be able to pick her out of a crowd. With that thought in mind, her eyelids became heavy and she allowed her sub-consciousness to take over.