One more, then into the second day matches.

Darkness and Light, Into the Chaos!

Elena watched the videos of Evil Rose's match both with Candy and before. She flinched as if she had been the one struck when Evil threw her opponent into the mat. "I'm so screwed." she muttered.

"Keep thinking like that and you really will be." Sakura said dryly from her spot on her own bed. "And I'm not in much of a better position. Sista A is just as brutal as she is shameless."

"Are you still on that? You know your wrestling attire isn't exactly conservative either." Elena pointed out.

"At least it covers more!" the ravenette countered. "She's a slip away from being completely exposed!" Elena giggled, turning back to her own videos and sighing. "You know you'll do fine, right?"

"Yeah, but fine isn't going to cut it." Elena replied nervously.

Sakura sighed, grabbing her gym bag. "Come on." she ordered.

"Where are we going?" Elena asked, grabbing her own bag.

"We're gonna go to the gym and training. Then we're going to go to that pizza place you loved the other day, and then we'll come back, maybe soak in the hot-tub, and head to bed." Sakura replied. Elena, seeing she wasn't getting out of this, followed her friend out the door.

...

Sakura placed the dumbbell on the rack and sighed in relief. "Maybe I overdid it a bit." she muttered, feeling incredibly sore. Looking for Elena, she saw her orangette friend kicking the heavy bag. "If someone calls you out, I'm not helping this time." Sakura joked.

Elena giggled, grabbing the bag to stop it from swinging. "Been a while since we were just the two top idols from Sweet Diva, huh?" she asked. Sakura nodded, smiling wishfully. "Ever wonder where we would be if we hadn't gone into Berserk that day?"

"Nah." Sakura replied. "It's like what I told Moe way back when. There's no point dwelling on 'what ifs.' We made our choice, and there's no going back." she explained. Elena smiled, nodding as she started training on the bag again.

...

"Origin unknown, Beast from the underground: Evil Rose!" The announcer called on the beach the next day. Evil, instead of being confined in her cage, was simply lounging in a beach chair in her pink swimsuit, but she got to her feet and stretched a bit before making her way into the ring. Elena took a deep breathe as she studied her own white-and-blue bikini that Sakura had picked out for her.

"I should have picked one myself." the orangette muttered, trying to pull the fabric so it covered more of her breasts.

"From Tokyo Japan, The Blue Panther: Elena Miyazawa!" Elena sighed, getting to her feet and putting her drink on one of the tables before joining Evil in the ring.

This mud is going to make it hard for me to move. Elena noticed, pulling her foot through the somewhat thick mud. But it will also make her slower. I might just be able to win this.

DING

Evil ran at Elena, leaping for a spinning double kick, which Elena barely ducked as she tried to leap back, but she didn't get nearly the distance she wanted thanks to the mud slowing her down. Evil tackled her opponent, Elena's back coming into contact with the bottom of the pit hard, causing the girl to gasp and take in a mouth-full of mud, which she promptly coughed up as she sat up, Evil rolling away and glaring at her opponent. Elena wiped her eyes of the brown substance before getting back to her feet and returning Evil's glare.

"Alright then, let's see you deal with this!" Elena snapped, tackling Evil into the mud and grabbing her leg, flipping the older woman over and putting her into a boston crab.

"Stop...you...wretch!" Evil gasped as she surfaced from the mud during her flailing to escape. Eventually, she managed to get enough of a handhold on the muddy ground beneath her to flip Elena off and get back to her feet, spitting out mud.

"Alright, how about this one?" Elena asked, whipping Evil into one of the lifeguard towers serving as the corner post. Evil smacked into it painfully and fell back into the mud, stunned. Elena pulled her opponent's head up by her mask and delivered a few blows to her head before taking a deep breath and putting Evil in a sleeper, falling back under the mud. Come on, tap! Elena thought. But Evil struggled, throwing elbow jabs behind her in an attempt to get loose. It worked, as Elena's breath was forced from her lungs and she had to release Evil or risk passing out under the mud.

Rolling back to her feet, she realized too late she was under attack as Evil's spinning double-kick knocked her back into the mud painfully. But the superhuman wrestler wasn't done, as she grabbed a fist-full of Elena's orange hair and pulled her back to the surface and the girl onto her feet. Evil then picked her opponent up placed her over her shoulder. "Here goes." she muttered, falling back and making Elena's head come into fast contact with the bottom of the pit, causing the idol-turned-wrestler to gasp in pain and take in another mouth-full of mud before she was pulled coughing to the surface again.

Damn it, she's making a fool out of me! Elena thought, trying to get her bearings as she managed to break Evil's grip on her and back up to catch her breath. I have to think of a way to end this, quickly. she thought, evading Evil's attacks with only glancing blows making contact. Even in this mud, she's fast. Think Elena, how do I counter that? Evil tried for another of her spinning double-kicks, and Elena almost gasped. That's it! Grabbing her opponent's leg, she smiled. "Gotcha." she grinned, twisting her opponent's ankle.

Evil tried to kick away, but even her strength wasn't enough to break Elena's iron grip as she used her other hand to keep twisting the woman's ankle. "Let me go!" Evil demanded, using her hands to keep herself above the mud while trying to kick Elena off of her with her free foot.

Elena grinned wider. "Okay." she replied, letting go of Evil's ankle, causing the surprised woman to drop face-down in the mud. Elena wasted no time, grabbing Evil's other leg and pulling it back for a one-legged boston crab. "Now tap!" Elena demanded, leaning back farther. Evil struggled under Elena, but the mud was slowing her down, not to mention the lack of leverage. And even with Anesthesia's enhancements Evil new she would soon pass out from the lack of air while she was forced under the mud. It didn't stop her from trying, struggling to get out of the hold until the fatigue and lack of oxygen started to get to her, and she fell limp.

Elena got off her opponent and pulled her out of the pit, throwing her bodily onto the sand while the ref checked on her. After a second, Elena sagged in relief when said ref made an X with her arms.

DINGDINGDING

Elena collapsed into the mud, sore all over. "Damn I hurt." she complained. "Wonder how this mud is for the skin?"

"Unfortunately, you won't be finding out anytime soon, Miss Miyazawa." Spencer informed, approaching in her own rather skimpy swimsuit. "The next match is about to begin. I suggest you come with me." Elena, too tired and sore to respond, just nodded and followed the teacher/wrestler to the spectator areas.

And done! I know it's not exactly what you were expecting, but hey, it worked. So what did you guys think? Good? Bad? Leave a review with your thoughts and I'll see everyone next week!