This one's a little long, but a lot of storyline is going to pick up in this chappy.
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Chapter 10: Taking it Too Far
Monday came and soon SSX, and XCL were on a shared broadcast. Headaches became a very frequent thing for Rahzell and Moby as the weeks progressed. Some of the competitors co-existed just fine and simply wanted to compete, where the usual suspects always kept winding up in front of Rahzell or Moby. Some of the SSX and XCL boarders an skiers seemed to get along alright as they just wanted the thrill of competition and showed good sportsmanship, but these friendships would not fare long as the ongoing feud made the two leagues very combustible. Moby sighed as he was looking at the race results for the past month. Ratings didn't matter anymore as the merge had blown the popularity of both brands through the roof, but Moby's XCL wasn't getting the same results on the slopes. The men's division was fairly close, SSX was not ahead by much at all, as Paul Diamond almost single handedly kept getting the wins for XCL. The skiing division was all XCL, as Viggo owned the slopes that he had already grown used to as an SSX boarder. But their big weakness was the women's division. They couldn't touch SSX and it was frustrating Moby. Elise and Kaori kept racking up wins as Allegra and sometimes Marisol would do the dirty work on the slopes, giving the other women room to gain big leads. A young woman came into Moby's office and stood in front of her boss. This was Moby's secretary.
"You called for me?" she asked while fiddling with several file folders.
"Yes, did those papers from the bank arrive yet?" His secretary nodded and placed a folder on his desk. "Thanks, love." He dismissed her and read through the bank statement, frequently comparing it to another form on his desk. "This may damn near break me, but if this works it'll be the nail in Rahzell's coffin." Moby smiled contently to himself.

The morning air was crisp as Eddie and Elise walked to their team race against Viggo and Jess."Okay." Elise said as they buckled their boots into their boards. "I'll take care of the little bombshell, I just need you to keep Viggo down." Eddie nodded, he knew that would be his role. All co-ed races had become that way, the men would play interference as the women would have cake runs to the finish line, sometimes setting impressive new records with no one able to interfere with them. Eddie and Elise glided to the starting line as Jess and Moby slid down the hillside towards them.
"What the hell? I thought this was against Viggo?" Eddie seemed more nervous now, as he knew Moby was a much tougher customer than Viggo would have been.
"Ladies and gentlemen." the announcer started. "Due to a last minute injury to Viggo, give it up for Moby Jones!" The XCL fans all cheered as it was always a treat for them to see Moby in action, as the SSX fans booed and hissed even more loudly. Elise went to a side official and screamed at him about that being "bullshit". The official reclaimed order and the racers lined up. Moby eyed Elise and Eddie.
"Good luck kids." Moby taunted, both SSX boarders ignored him. The race started and immediately Moby reached out and grabbed Elise, pulling her down by her jacket with no difficulty.
"Oh that's freaking great." Eddie thought to himself as Moby began to slide towards him. Eddie got low on his board to gain speed, he wouldn't be able to muscle Moby down so he had to think of something. He weaved through obstacles, Moby followed closely as he had hoped. Eddie jumped a rail right before it raised too high to hop, leaving Moby stuck on the other side of the bar. Eddie powered towards Jess and stiff-armed her down. As the XCL diva hit the snow, Elise re-joined the group with a large head of steam.
"Eddie! Take his ass down!" Elise shouted as she pointed at Moby. Eddie grit his teeth and redirected towards Moby. The rail ended and Moby directed himself towards Elise again. Eddie gained his maximum speed and launched himself like a dart at Moby. His head slammed into Moby's abdomen and he took down Moby with a tackle that would make a football fan stand up cheering. Moby moaned as Eddie winded him. Eddie got up and followed Elise to the finish line. Elise was already celebrating her victory as Eddie crossed the line and kicked off his board. They celebrated as Jess and Moby slid in slowly. Moby kicked off his board and walked towards them quickly. Eddie, still feeling pretty good about his takedown, stood in front of Elise to protect her.
"That was nothing but dumb luck, ya little buggah!" Moby screamed, pointing at Eddie. Eddie put out his arms like a shrug and laughed. Moby nodded. "Yeah, laugh it up 'airball." Eddie did. "Ya know, we 'ave a saying in England. 'e 'oo laughs last, laughs best." Eddie's face dropped in a confused look and then suddenly she felt a kick in the crotch from behind him. He doubled over and turned back to face Elise. As he turned around, the tall woman slapped him hard enough to knock him to the ground. The SSX fans boo-ed so loud it was deafening, Eddie couldn't even hear Elsie yelling at him over the boos. Even the fans that supported both brands booed this action. Elise then walked towards Moby and Jess and joined them in a group hug. Eddie looked up, heartbroken. It was no secret about his long time crush on Elise, and he knew they waited deliberately to make him the sacrificial lamb of her betrayal, dealing a second insult, but this one was a personal one to him. The boos turned quickly to thunderous cheers, causing the XCL and their new acquisition to turn around, then run quickly. Nate and Allegra rocketed onto the scene on a snowmobile. Moby, Elise and Jess retreated into the stands and ran through the crowds. Nate and Allegra hopped off the snowmobile and helped Eddie to his feet. Jess kept running as Moby and Elise stopped halfway through the crowd to trash talk. Moby raised Elise's hand and pointed at her, his taunts unable to be heard over the explosive roar of the crowd. Security swarmed around the pair as fans reached out to grab the XCL boarders. SSX fans yelled angrily at them as XCL fans patted their backs and called to them. The crowd grew even louder as suddenly Psymon, Kaori and Marisol jumped the pair from behind. Psymon and Moby brawled through the audience, who was electric with excitement as Kaori and Marisol overpowered Elise and dragged her kicking and screaming back to the winner's circle. They tossed her over the dividing wall and she fell on her back in the snow. Nate and Allegra now grabbed her to and they pulled her to Eddie and forced her down to her knees. The SSX fans were so loud they would have started an avalanche on a higher peak. Eddie looked around at the fans, but he couldn't bring himself to do anything with Elise in such a prone position. He then stopped walking away, bent down, scooped up a snowball and threw a perfect fastball right into Elise's face, repaying her for how she threw his feelings into his face. Elise shook her head to knock the snow off her face as Allegra hopped in front of her and slapped her so hard it was the only thing heard over the ear-splitting fans. Meanwhile security had broken up Psymon and Moby, dragging Moby out of the audience while the other security guards held Psymon against a dividing wall, keeping him stationary as Moby was removed. Psymon wiped a small trail of blood from the corner of his mouth and raised his hands, telling the security team that he'd back off. He hopped down off the dividing wall and joined his allies over Elise. Nate and Psymon both put Eddie up on their shoulders and the fans cheered and chanted "Eddie" as the XCL fans booed in protest. Marisol hopped onto the winner's platform and started an "SSX" chant as the XCL fans grew bloodthirsty. A few fights broke out in the stands but security quickly put an end to them.

That night the SSX boarders sat in their bar and watched the day's replay, cheering mostly at Eddie's snowball and Allegra's slap. Kaori hadn't joined them that evening as her boyfriend was visiting her, and Griff's clique were under age, but the rest of the crew were there. The party was mostly in Eddie's favour, as he had been through the most lately emotionally. First his housemate sold out, now the woman he cared about for so long not only turned her back on him, but had to add insult to injury. Marisol sat on his lap and proposed a toast to him, and the others didn't hesitate to accept. The hours drew out and it was time to start heading back to their lodges. Nate was taking Mac home and Psymon was walking a very inebriated Eddie back to his lodge. Marisol and Allegra stayed behind for the men to come back and walk them home later, but they both grew bored and decided that they would be fine. They stepped outside and headed in separate directions."See ya tomorrow."
"Tomorrow." Marisol called back. She walked a few feet before a bunch of hands grabbed her and pulled her into the shadows of the alley beside the bar. She struggled with the three people that were holding her but the small latina was easily over-powered. They dragged her behind the bar and she could see in the light of the overhead lamp that Elise, Jess and Sandra had wasted no time teaming up and she would be their first victim. She struggled but her small frame was easily outmatched. Sandra punched her down and the three women kicked and stomped her while she was on the ground. She reached into her tight leather pants and frantically pushed the emergency button on her M-Comm as the other three women beat her.
"Hold her." Elise ordered them as she removed her thick belt, gripping the diamond studded 'E' on the buckle. Sandra grabbed Marisol's arms while Sandra held her legs. Marisol squirmed to free herself but she made no progress. Elise reached down and ripped off a chunk of Marisol's shirt, exposing her bare back to the cold night air. Elise wound up with the belt and the loud slapping sound echoed through the alley, followed by Marisol's ear-shattering scream. "Shut her up!" Elise shouted as she whipped Marisol again. Sandra shoved her boot down into Marisol's face, pushing into her mouth.
"Let her go!" a male voice shouted into the alley, quickly walking towards them, ready for a fight. Sandra and Jess both let go of Marisol as Psymon stepped into the light, a possessed look on his face. Elise whipped at him, but he raised his forearm and the loud crack echoed through the alley. Psymon grabbed the belt before she could pull it back and he easily yanked it out of her hand. Elise immediately raised her hands and backed off. Sandra jumped on Psymon's back and tried to choke him. Psymon reached back with one hand, grabbed her hair and whipped her over his shoulder hard to the ground, not once taking his eyes off Elise. Psymon threw the belt behind him, within reach of Marisol. Psymon lifted Sandra back to her feet and shoved her hard at the other two women. "Get out of here before I do something I regret." Psymon said coldly. Jess grabbed an empty vodka bottle from one of the bar's recycling bins and broke it against the wall, arming herself. Psymon still stared without as much as a blink. He took a step forward, Elise quickly shoved Jess at Psymon from behind and took off running with Sandra. Jess yelped and dropped the broken bottle as soon as Psymon clutched her wrist and held her up by it. He stared at her in the eyes for a few seconds with a glare that terrified her, he then snorted and released her wrist. He put up his hand and shoved her by the face down to the ground. She fell onto her backside, and quickly got to her feet and ran to catch up with Elise and Sandra. Psymon turned his attention to Marisol, who still grabbed at her welted bare back. He took his shirt off and slid it over her. "Come on, let's get you out of here." He helped her to her feet as she clutched desperately at his shoulders, sobbing from the pain in her back. Psymon and Marisol both looked down at Psymon's hip as his M-Comm went off again, another emergency call.

Allegra walked cautiously along the sidewalk, she was passing Griff's lodge, which meant she was nearly home. She looked down at her M-Comm as it beeped, signaling an emergency. She brought it up to her eyes to see better."Oh damn it, Marisol!" Before she could even turn, a large arm grabbed her and shoved her down to the ground. Her M-Comm flew out of her hand as the strong arms grabbed her. She was able to make out in the shadows that Jurgan was this man attacking her. She swung her fists as she was down, but even her hardest punches in the sides of his head didn't even phase him. He got over her and delivered a strong punch into her gut, stopping her offense instantly. She clutched her gut and curled up from the impact immediately. Jurgan got to his feet and soccer kicked her again in the gut. Allegra rolled into a ball, one arm still grasping her gut as the over covered her head. Jurgan kicked her several more times until an aluminum crutch struck him in the back of the head. Jurgan staggered forwards and grabbed his head with both hands, cursing loudly. Griff stood behind him with a bent crutch in his hands. He hobbled towards Jurgan and cracked him with the crutch again in the back of the head. Jurgan fell to one knee from the blow and Griff's crutch broke right in half from the force of the hit. Allegra crawled to her M-Comm and pushed the emergency button. "Sorry Marisol." She said as she kept hitting the button. Jurgan got to his feet and turned towards Griff.
"Didn't like that huh? Now we're even!" Griff shouted as he quickly hobbled to his other crutch and held it up like a baseball bat. Allegra decided she'd hit the button enough times and got to her knees, digging through her shoulder bag. Jurgan stuck his hand out and caught the swing with the second crutch. He kicked Griff's cast and right hooked him in the side of the head. Griff crumpled right away from the hard blow. Allegra ran towards Jurgan and threw a snowball at the back of his head. Jurgan turned towards her just as she brought up her can of mace and let the spray fly. Jurgan dropped the crutch and shrieked as he clawed at his eyes. Allegra didn't let off with the spray one bit, even as Jurgan fell to his knees. Allegra sprayed the entire can into his face. She paused for a second and kicked him in the face, knocking him onto his back, she shook the can, causing a loud 'clack clack' sound then continued spraying Jurgan in the face. Jurgan got back to his knee again, but Griff was back to his feet and swung his undamaged crutch again, the impact echoed a loud "ping" through the crisp night air. Jurgan dropped onto his back and stared up blankly, Griff stoof over him and screamed an authoritive "yeah!" in his face. Nate had come into view, sprinting from down the street. As Nate grew closer he didn't slow down at all, and arrived with a full head of steam and a field goal kick into Jurgan's ribs. Jurgan shouted in pain as Allegra's mace ran empty and Nate mounted Jurgan, beginning to punch Jurgan in the face repeatedly. Rent-a-cops showed up seconds later to pull the men apart. Psymon and Marisol arrived seconds later, Marisol had been visibly attacked and her make up stained her cheeks from the sweat and tears she had no doubt shed during her attack. Psymon grabbed Nate and held him back as the security guards loaded Jurgan into their car, Griff talking trash to him the entire way and even through the window of the backseat once Jurgan was inside. Griff gave the window a light jab where Jurgan's face was and screamed some more at him. Nate and Psymon eyed each other and couldn't help but smile at this side of Griff they had never seen before.

Psymon held Marisol up as they walked through her door."I can't believe they planned that, two attacks at the same time, that was no coincidence." Psymon growled with a headshake as the small Latina held him tightly for both support and security. She clung to him in a sense almost of desperation, like the tighter she gripped him the more it relieved her pain.
"Psymon, don't leave me alone here, please." she choked. Psymon nodded as he carried her to her living room and laid her on a couch.
"Just let me use your phone for a sec." Marisol nodded as Psymon dialed quickly. "Kaori, it's Psymon. Look, Allegra and Marisol were both attacked tonight, have you seen ANYONE from XCL around your place? 'K, well keep your doors locked anyways. Look, I'm staying with Marisol tonight, would you feel safer with us? Oh yeah I forgot your boyfriend's down. Well if you feel you're in danger at all call emergency okay? Alright, I'll talk to ya later." Marisol laid on her stomach and rubbed her raw and sore back. "Hold on." Psymon said gently as he left the room.
"What are you doing?" she asked, hearing him rummaging in the bathroom. He came back with a foot tub of liquid and two cloths. He lifted his shirt up her back ,exposing the welts on her back.
"This is going to sting." he gently warned her. He felt her body tighten up as the solution was brought down onto her wounds. He gave her his free hand to squeeze, she did so until it was white. He carefully pressed the cloth on her back but was very delicate with her. He patted her back dry with his shirt that she still wore. "Sit up." he said. She grabbed him and used him as support to get vertical. He turned her to face him and brushed her hair out of her face with his fingers. "This is going to sting again." She nodded and bravely kept the pain in as Psymon again gently cleaned her wounds. Her face wasn't too bad, but she had several cuts and lumps from being kicked and stomped, her wounds would heal in a few days but she was still banged up enough that the male boarders would be very upset; that such a lovely woman had gone through that. He finished cleaning her cuts and patted them dry gently. Her eyes were still watery but she was being as brave as she could be.
'Thank you." Marisol squeaked. Psymon laid her back down gently. She yelped as her back touched the couch, so they turned her onto her front. "You don't mind staying with me?" she asked, Psymon shook his head as he gathered the items to go back to the bathroom. He came back and pulled a blanket up over her. Once she was covered she squirmed a little under the blanket and dropped Psymon's shirt to the floor. "And thanks for that." She smiled a little, Psymon smiled back as he sat in the armchair next to her couch. Marisol again squiremd a little under the blanket and soon dropped her leather pants next to Psymon's shirt. "You don't mind, do you?" Psymon shook his head.
"You're covered."
"'K… thanks… they're just really tight and hard to get overly comfy in." Psymon smirked.
"I'll take your word for it."
"About?"
"Them being uncomfortable to lay down in, I've not worn leather pants so I would have take your word for it." Marisol smiled and gave Psymon the once-over.
"You could pull it off, but I thought you meant about them being tight. Psymon turned a little red.
"Nah. I'll be honest, I think every guy knows how tight those pants are." Marisol smiled contently, her ego could use a little boost after that beating.
"So you all look huh?" Marisol prodded. He knew Marisol had always been a big flirt so he didn't let himself feel too uncomfortable. Psymon shrugged and smirked.
"I'll give ya credit, you're a beautiful woman." Marisol smiled, Psymon was a little surprised that she didn't blush, but he reminded himself that she likely heard that dayly.
"Thank you." Psymon chuckled and got comfortable.
"So if we're going to be up all night, we may as well find something to talk about." Marisol nodded and looked deep in thought.
"Well, we never really got to know one another. I mean I knew you kinda as Stark, but Stark scared the hell out of me, and we've not really talked since then… you know since I was with Moby and all."
"Yeah." Psymon smirked. "So, basically we're giving our life stories then?" Marisol looked at the clock on the wall.
"We've got all night."

So, the SSX women's division is hurtin'. What will they do? What's Nate going to do once he gets his hands on Jurgan? And I hope Gothix is happy now that I made Griff kick a little ass for a change ;)
Read on peoples.