AN Inspired by Virgo0823 : )

Hidden Scene: Battle of the Bitches

The weight of the baseball bat in her hands was oddly comforting, and she gave it an experimental swing to test its range. A sound 'thwack!' was heard as it collided with the watermelon on top of the ledge. Yes, this one would do nicely.

Jessica, normally a very pretty girl with a very petty personality, was decked head to toe in battle gear. Shin guards were on, concealer was painted on as war paint, and thick, sharp rings glinted around her fingers. It was her time to shine, and come hell or high water, she was going to get rid of the competition.

The alleyway was dark, and bluish smoke clouded and overfilled the street, causing an eerie haze. Jessica's eyes narrowed, and her manicured hands clenched around the handle of the bat. They would be here soon.

The sound of sharp stilettos against the concrete street alerted Jessica, and she turned in time to see Morgan enter the alleyway. In her hands was a long, deadly looking metal chain that she twirled experimentally like a whip. She too, was covered in protective yet highly vogue and so in right now armor.

"I see you showed," she said cattily.

"Like I'm going to let Miss So Last Year show me up," she sneered.

Morgan's mouth dropped, and the chain jerked forward, severing what was left of the watermelon, "Oh, bitch, it is so on!"

"Hardly, I'm going to wipe the floor with you two bitches," called a rather confident voice as Cassandra strolled into the alley, mesh and leather battle outfit donned and a pocket knife in her hand that she spun between her two fingers. "I was created to bring the cattiness and pain." She paused, "Sluts." She added just for full effect.

"Excuse me? What is that, an outfit or a reject from the fetish shop?" Commented Morgan.

"Yeah," Jessica agreed with a downright bitchy smirk, "Marilyn Manson called, he wants his assless chaps back!"

"How dare you insult my assless chaps-"

"Hey guys, sorry we're late!" Interrupted a perky voice as Kelly cart wheeled into the alley, doing a handspring too for good measure. Beside her strolled Payasa and that one girl who Derek cheated on Tianna with but no one really likes anyway so who cares if she isn't named.

Kelly strapped on brass knuckles while Payasa pulled out a pipe from her pants (don't ask how it got there) and the one girl just sharpened her unnaturally long claws, er, nails. "What are the rules?"

Cassandra cleared her throat, "The rules are simple. Last one standing gets to appear as The Bitch in the last Daughters of the Moon book."

The one girl shifted uncomfortably, "Why can't we all just be in the story-"

"THERE CAN ONLY BE ONE!" Growled Jessica viciously.

The girl wisely pulled out a nail file.

Morgan glanced around the crowd of girls, "Where's Yvonne?"

"She had an appointment with her stylist for new highlights." Cassandra said.

Everyone fell silent and reverently nodded. They all knew the importance of healthy hair care.

"So is everyone ready?" Cassandra barked.

The girls all nodded.

"It begins." Whispered Payasa, before all hell broke loose.

Hair was pulled, Prada was torn, nails were broken, and designer shoes were coated in blood. Payasa went first, hit in the back of the head and rendered unconscious by Kelly's super-spirit kick. Kelly, in turn, soon found it hard to be spirited when Cassandra cut her Achilles' tendon. And while Cassandra was preoccupied with rendering Kelly high-kick powerless, the one girl raked her nails across her face. While this was not life threatening, it still kind of hurt, and Cassandra decided that she had enough of this because page time was nice, but her face was forever. Morgan managed to aim a perfect blow at Jessica, but Jessica slipped on the shattered watermelon and thus avoided the chain to her face. Morgan, not anticipating this odd form of Chekhov's Gun, was then clocked in the face with her own weapon. From her new low vantage point, it was easy for Jessica to knock out Payasa's kneecaps.

Slowly, she stood, clapping her hands together.

"That's right whores, guess who gets to be the slutty, spiteful friend of Vanessa and/or Jimena now!"

The dust settled. There was a new bitch in town.