Galactic Ladies of Wrestling

[vx]

As really bad hip hop blared over the loudspeakers and scantily clad women on seperate stages danced to the music, a man in full-mode busienss attire found himself as the object of attention from two very lovely young ladies by the names of Stacy Burke and Ashlee Renee.

"So you really own your own wrestling company?" Stacy asked.

"I sure do. And, unlike you girls who wrestle for Babes of Sultry Combat, none of my girls pole dance. They don't wrestle in mud pits and they don't do reality shows in order to get hired. My girls are wrestlers and my worst jobber would be named BSC Queen of the Ring in one single night."

"So, how do we get hired by GLOW?" asked Ashlee.

"You don't! Did you really think I came here to search for wrestling talent? You girls are living proof that the more beautiful a woman is, the more stupid she is."

"Get away from my girls, you jerk! Do I need to remind you that you have been already warned about trying to recruit my girls away from me?"

"Lindsay Sugar. Hace a seat. You. You. Shoo. Get! Go away!"

Pouting, Ashley and Stacy leave the table while Lindsay stares daggers into the girls and then glares at the man sitting and patting the seat beside him.

"C'mon, Lindsay. Have a seat. Have a drink. Relax!"

"I want you out of my club! Now!"

"Okay, Lindsay, since you don't want to be friendly, then I'll be on my way. Oh, I almost forgot why I came here. You know that really gorgeous girl from Titan you had your eye on. Kayla Starblast."

"You...how did you know that!"

"Well, doesn't matter since she works for me now!"

"You jerk! Get out! Out!"

The man laughed and headed to the door as a long line of words I can't type here followed him out the door.

[vx]

Back in a gym on Earth in the good old US of A:

Patriette sets down her shield and starts to pace back and forth. "And from this point forwards, we step foot into GLOW as a unit! We are representing the United States of America! The greatest country on Earth The greatest race in the galaxy! And everyone who is not an American will be our enemies!"

Star Spangled Girl raises an eyebrow and looks over at Liberty Belle, who is just shaking her head as American Woman pumps her fist into the air. "Right on!"

Whether they be Russians, Cygnusians or even Titans, they will do things our way. Or we will make them!" Patriette continued.

Star Spangled Girl could not take any more. "Just wait a minute here. You are declaring war on the Titans too? Some of those Titan women are friends of mine."

"She's right," Liberty Belle chimed in. "This isn't all us versus them, Patti. We know who our friends are. And who they aren't. Just because they are not Americans doesn't mean they are our enemies."

"First of all," Patriette replied. "Never again call me Patti. And secondly, you are either with us. Or you are against us."

"And third," American Woman said. "Learn to dress more appropriately for your matches or go to work for the BSC!"

"I need some air," Star Spangled Girl said as she headed out of the gym with Liberty Bele right behind her.

"Big deal," Patriette said. "They were the weak links on the team anyways."

[vx]

Somewhere on CTA-102:

The body wrapped in the safari net tumbled to the floor at the feet of the woman with only one ear. She stared at the unmoving form for a moment. "Are you sure she is the one?"

"Yes, Miss Markana, this is the one they call Shala. The one whom sliced off your ear."

A cruel smile played across Markana's lips. "She really is the toughest tramp I have ever had to face in the jungles of Neptune. I never knew they made Neptunians with guts! I wonder how she will do in the ring. Contact Maleph. Tell him I have an opponent to face Malevolence next month at the Violent Vixxen's Kombat Pits. Oh, and Shala..."

Markana shoved a Lepus Stun Rod into the net. The jungle girl trapped inside screamed and thrashed and then fell still.

"...that was for my ear!"

[vx]

Lindsay Sugar leaned back in her chair, covered her hand over her eyes and let out a growl.

"That Victor Kincaid McMannis is going to end up putting me out of business! Just today, my BSC Champion and Tag Team Champions came by to see me and voiced their concerns about not being taken seriously enough as wrestlers. Destine and Casey James are both very good talents in the ring and I just know McMannis is trying to buy them out!"

The man seated across from her rose and moved behind her chair and began to massage Lindsay's neck.

"Maybe it is time to consider changing the name of your wrestling promotion. I mean, Babes of Sultry Combat? Do you really expect anyone to take them serious as anything beyond sex symbols?"

"I know, Deuce. But that was the agreement I made with the casino when they agreed to host our wrestling shows."

"A casino that is no longer in business I might remind you. And you now have your own home. Just find a way to drop the Babes and Sultry from your promotion's name. I dunno. Maybe like Divas of Wrestling or Beautiful Ladies of Kombat. Maybe then fans will look at your girls as wrestlers first and large breasts second."

"I know, Deuce. But will we lose the fan base we have now as we try to reach out to a different audience?"

"Not if you can keep the Jenni Lees and Ashley Renees employed. Okay, so what do you have lines up for your next show..."

DEUCE SUGAR PRODUCTIONS PRESENTS

BABES OF SULTRY COMBAT

LEAH JANE VS KATHY BEAM

JINGLE BELLE VS DESTINY STARR

PRINCESS BARBELLE VS PENNY CANDY

BSC TAG TEAM TITLE MATCH
MODELS INC(C) VS RUNWAY MODELS

BSC CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
DESTINE(C) VS NIGHTEN GAIL

[vx]

Victor Kincaid McMannis gave one final approving signature to the upcoming GLOW show and then told his marketing director to begin the advertisements.

Oh, the fans would love these matches. Well, most of them.

There had been rumors of some rumblings among the Team Banner group. As far as he was concerned, he had way too many stars and stripes girls running around anyways. Well, if his business expansion went through, he had a way to reduce that number.

Poor Lindsay Sugar. She really should be listening to reason. At least the guy who called himself Deuce understood business. And Miss Sugar was slowly being wrapped around his finger.

He looked the show over again. Too many jobbers, he thought. But he could push them aside when he found some more talent. He had a guy headed to check out a "non-existent" wrestling show on Brymstone to scout some girls there.

Of course, he would also be introducing Kayla Starblast soon. Not yet though.

Still, the top draws were great. The Galactic Women's Champion Gortha Zaldoran defending her title against Corinna the Barbarian. What a collision that would be.

The Gun Fighters, Peace Keeper and Cheyenne Cassidy defending the Galactic Women's Tag Team Titles against the All-American Americans, Patriette and American Woman.

And a feud match between Nadia Rothschild and Star Spangled Girl. Yes, those matches would be drawing in the fans.

And a couple girls would be finding themselves soon wrestling in a casino in front of guys expecting pre-match lap dances. VKM shook his head. As soon as Deuce had given him BSC as a developmental fed.

"Ah, yes, Liberty Belle. You can't wrestle but you sure do fill out a bikini. GLOW is just the wrong place for you."

Soon, the card was official and everyone whom followed GLOW knew what was coming next.

VICTOR KINCAID MCMANNIS PRESENTS GALACTIC LADIES OF WRESTLING

LIBERTY BELLE VS CINDY FORTUNA

POWERHOUSE PAM VS LITTLE EAGLE ELAINE SCOUT

SAMANTHA CHEN VS MAIDEN USA

LADY FREEDOM VS PRINCESS MADISON

FEY LINN VS ALLISON LAYNE

NADIA ROTHSCHILD VS STAR SPANGLED GIRL

GLOW TAG TEAM TITLE MATCH
GUN FIGHTERS(C) VS ALL-AMERICAN AMERICANS

GLOW TITLE MATCH
GORTHA ZALDORAN(C) VS CORINNA THE BARBARIAN

[vx]

Somewhere on Brymstone:

Mistress Wynndie licked her lips as she toyed with the hair of the enslaved Beth Traylor.

"Oh, my dear little pet. Tomorrow night, we will have a crowd of the most vile, despicable, sadistic and cruel members of the entire galaxy watching as my creation comes to pass. And, for the main event, I have scheduled you to fight me!"

Beth's eyes grew wide but the poor girl said nothing. She knew that speaking out of turn meant serious punishment.

"That disgusting Mistress Markana from CTA-102 is bringing a new girl to face Malevolence. She says this new girl is pretty like you. I do hope our audience enjoys the beating this pretty jungle girl has coming to her. And that Maniac Maria wants a rematch with Strike. Well now, I will be sure that she gets it. But the best part of the night will be when I rip you apart little girl and send the crowd into a frenzy and my hunters off to find new beauties for me to abuse! Hahahahahah."

SCHEDULED MATCHES TO TAKE PLACE IN UNNAMED FEDERATION

Hosted by Brymstone and Mistress Wynndie

BEAUTIFUL WICKEDNESS VS SATANNA AND ANN THRAXX

MALEVOLENCE VS SHALA OF THE JUNGLE

STRIKE VS MANIAC MARIA HELMS

MISTRESS WYNNDIE VS BETH TRAYLOR

[vx]

Somewhere on Brystone -

Mister Neily joined the rest of the Brymstonian crowd entering the arena. This would be his night of glory. Cameras were set up around the arena. He had his best crew on hand for this event. For the first time ever, this no-name underground women's wrestling league, with all its controversy surrounding women as slaves and forced to fight to please their mistresses, would be seen on holovisions around the galaxy.

Well, those holovisions who carried an uncensored broadcasting programming databank.

Which, okay, CTA-102, Brymstone, Aethra and Philadelphia, PA on Earth. But it was a start.

And he was the big shot executive director who would launch women's wrestling into a whole new era.

Forget the bikinis, the silicone, the actresses and the pole dancers. Tonight was about only one thing.

Violence!

*****

"Welcome to the Brymstonian Butcher Shop!"

The fans went nuts as the announcement came on over the loudspeaker. Justin Case shook his head and silently cursed Victor Kinkcaid McMannis for sending him on this scouting trip.

First, who would want any of these girls in GLOW? He'd seen a couple of them already. Mohawked Strike? Mullet Maria? There were fighting each other on the card and he dreaded seeing that collision of bad hair. But, the boss is the boss and what he says goes.

Justin just hoped he got out of the Brymstone Butcher Shop before some of those fruitcakes decided to make him part ways with important parts of his anatomy.

*****

"Our opening match is a tag team contest. Introducing first, 5' 3" 115 pounds from The 4th Realm, Demonica. And her partner, 5' 10" 120 pounds from the 3rd Realm Diobolique."

The Brymstonians cheered the two half-heartedly as the made their way into the ring.

"Their opponents 5'7" 133 pounds from the 4th Realm, Satanna. And her partner....FROM BRYMSTONE...5'9" 145 pounds ...ANN THRAXX!"

The fans went nuts for Ann Thraxx as the hometown girl hit the ring.

SATANNA AND ANN THRAXX VS DEMONICA AND DIOBOLIQUE
It was the tale of two matches in one. Satanna and Ann Thraxx worked Diobolique over and really had things going their way. They hit their UGLY AS SIN tag finisher and seemed to have the match won. But, as the referee was making sure that Satanna left the ring, Demonica came down off the top rope and clobbered Ann Thraxx. From there, Ann Thraxx was battered and beaten until falling to the STRAIGHT TO HELL tag move.
WINNERS OF THE MATCH: DEMONICA AND DIOBOLIQUE

The fans booed as their hometown girl went down to defeat but then the place nearly went into a riot as Star, Mist and Slashed hit the ring and began to batter all four girls. Mist choked Demonica with her chain as Star hit the ROCKER DROPPER on Satanna. Star and Mist then gave Diobolique the ROCK IS DEAD and then Mist executed the MISTIFY on Ann Thraxx. Slashed then grabbed a microphone.

"What? Are Aethrans not good enough for you Brymstonians? Can't even invite us to play on your planet? Well, we Aethrans have never needed an invitation to go anywhere and our favorite place to be is some place we aren't wanted! Now, if those four tramps want to do something about this beatdown, we're not hard to find. Just look in the Yellow Pages under the letter G. For Gladiators!"

The Aethrans left to a chorus of boos.

*****

Maniac Maria Helms glared at the jungle girl who was getting ready to wrestle in her first ever match.

"You're only here to amuse the Brymstonians, jungle girl. Malevolence is going to rip you apart! And I'm going to laugh."

Shala set her jaw and glared at the Maniac before she headed to the ring at the sound of her name being called.

"Introducing first, 5'6" 125 pounds from Neptune, Shala the Jungle Girl."

Shala stalked slowly towards the ring, ignoring the jeers and catcalls from the Aethrans.

Justin Case perked up as he saw the Neptunian beauty emerge and enter the ring. Now, if she can only wrestle, he thought to himself.

"Her opponent, FROM BRYMSTONE. At 5'8" 138 pounds. MALEVOLENCE!"

The crowd exploded in cheers as Malevolence rushed to the ring.

MALEVOLENCE VS SHALA OF THE JUNGLE
Early back and forth action swung heavily in the favor of Malevolence as she really hurt Shala with a couple of low blows. But the Jungle Girl refused to quit and even kicked out of the DEFILE DRIVER. Even worse for the Brysmtone fans, Shala came back, hit the JUNGLE DIVE and scored the 3 count.
WINNER OF THE MATCH: SHALA THE JUNGLE GIRL

Justin Case started to applaud but then thought better of it as the fans were near in a killing mood. But the fans went nuts in cheers as Malevolence got back up, blasted Shala from behind and then laid her out with the Brymstone Bomb.

*****

"Those Aethrans are going to pay!" Diobolique screamed. "How dare they! Don't they know who we are?"

"What do you expect from a bunch of ugly beings?" Ann Thraxx said. "Don't even have the decency to respect someone's home arena!"

"Well, we have one thing they don't. We have four members. There was only three of them," Demonica said.

"And, we have our Ugly Stick. And we will beat them with it on Aethra!" Satanna said. "It will be Beautiful Wickedness!"

*****

"Introducing first, at 5'10" 200 pounds from Parts Unknown, Maniac Maria Helms!"

The Brymstone fans, angered at seeing two of their girls already get pinned, booed Maria with more passion than they had booed even the Aethrans.

"Her opponent! FROM BRYMSTONE! 5'8" 138 pounds.....SHE...IS....STRIKE!"

The place exploded as the wild and violent Strike practicallly hopped to the ring.

"This match is a no disqualification match as agreed on by both parties!"

STRIKE VS MANIAC MARIA HELMS
The two went at it tooth and nail but Strike went for the quick win. Once Maria was down, Strike clamped on BREAK A LEG and with the disqualification stipulation waived, she refused to let go until Maria submitted.
WINNER OF THE MATCH: STRIKE

The fans cheered as Mistress Wynndie walked out to the ring and shook Strike's hand.

"Now," Wynndie said, "we have a young lady whom gets the greatest opportunity she's ever had in her life. Tonight, one of my very own slaves gets the chance to win her freedom! So, come on down, Beth Traylor!"

BETH TRAYLOR VS MISTRESS WYNNDIE
This was a beatdown and a message sent to the rest of the girls. Anyone who wanted out had to go through the mistress. Beth was picked up twice by Wynndie when she could have ended just to add more punishment. The Brymstome crowd was loving the sadistic display and seemed disappointed when Mistress Wynndie finally ended it with the TOTAL DOMINATION.
WINNER OF THE MATCH: MISTRESS WYNNDIE

*****

Justin Case headed out of the Brymstone Butcher Shop knowing he had found the talent Victor was looking for but not knowing how he could get Shala out of this slave fighting ring.

Mister Neily on the other hand was just wrapping up his end of the production and preparing to head to Aethra. "And make sure we hire extra bodyguards to protect our equipment. These Brymstonians are nuts!"

[vx]

Deuce nodded to the woman as he read down the list of films she had been in. He snorted once as he read Jungle Jean and the Dark Apes. Good grief but that was a horrible movie.

"Well, Miss Blaze, you do have somewhat of a following I am sure. And you must be pretty tough to have done your own stunts. Especially in Jungle Jean and the Dark Apes."

"Oh no, you saw that? Oh crap..."

"Relax," Deuce said. "I'm sure I am one of the few who saw it."

Lindsay Sugar entered the office and did a double-take. "Woah, aren't you Jungle Jean?"

Barbi Blaze groaned, cursed and slumped all at the same time.

"Lindsay, meet Barbi Blaze. The newest addition to BSC."

"No way, really?" That's cool! Welcome aboard, Barbi. I bet every one of our fans has seen that movie!"

Barbi screamed and ran out of the office.

"She's excited, Lindsay, I can tell."

*****

"Right, okay, so, the only way to free this Shala is to defeat her mistress? In a match. Oh, well, then I suppose we should see about that. Guts, huh? Okay, follow that group. See what they do on Aethra. I may have the perfect idea."

Victor Kincaid McMannis ended the conversation and then said, "Come on in, Kayla."

Kayla Starblast entered the promoter's office.

Wow, we've hit the jackpot with this girl. What a looker and talented wrestler too.

"Welcome to GLOW, Kayla."

*****

Somewhere on CTA-102

Mistress Markana nodded as she heard the report.

"A Titan?" she hissed. "And who is this girl?"

"Her name is Naomi Paul. She is referred to as the Titan Doll."

"Get her. The Aethrans will love seeing one of their monsters ripping her apart! And so will I!"

[Kelly Monro]

I dig the storylines. You never have to have a card, just write all the time and I would be happy with it. But I think I may like Naomi.

[vx]

Feb 3, 2011 2:45:06 GMT -5 Kelly Monro said:

I dig the storylines. You never have to have a card, just write all the time and I would be happy with it. But I think I may like Naomi.

GLOW will be like that. Lots of story and some matches too.

I hope you do like Naomi as she has been posted now. She was created many years ago.

More story to follow soon.

[vx]

The young Titan female smiled as she signed autographs for the three teenage girls whom had waited patiently for her to shower after her work
out.

"Thanks, Naomi, you are way so the coolest!"

"Wow, this is awesome, girls! Man, will the Heather Twins be jealous tomorrow!"

"You are my role model, Naomi. Your courage in the wrestling ring inspires me to do what no one says I can do."

Naomi smiled, remembering her own time as a young teen Titan when a young female wrestler named Kayla Starblast had inspired her. Now, here she was, a popular star on the Titan wrestling scene and doing the same things Kayla did for her.

As she watched the girls disappear from view, she never heard a footstep behind her, and was totally taken by surprise as a strong arm wrapped around her waist. Before she could even counter, a rag soaked in a sickly sweet smelling liquid moved across her face. Within seconds, Naomi's entire was spinning as her limbs went numb, her mind went fuzzy, the night became pitch black and consciousness left her.

*****

"The name is Sexy Missy," the hot young newcomer from Las Vegas announced. "And I'm here to show these girls what sultry really is!"

Deuce laughed as he watched the girl practice giving a promo. "Okay, not bad at all, Missy. But can you back it up in the ring."

"Well, honey, you give me a match and I'll back it up!"

"Well, our next show is booked full but if there is one thing that has always been true about wrestling, it is you don't need a match to make an impact."

Missy grinned and then sashayed her way to Deuce. "Oh, I do love to make an impact!"

Deuce raised an eyebrow, pumped a fist and said "Huzzah!"

*****

"NO! Oh, please no!"

Kayla screamed and crumpled the paper in her hand as tears streamed down her face.

Naomi abducted? How? Why? Who would do such a thing?

Just when everything seemed to be going perfect! Kayla making it to the big time. Naomi taking her spot as the most popular girl on the Titan indy scene.

Kidnapped!

What do I do? Who can I turn to?

Little did she realize that the one person who could help her could also be the same person who could have her end up in the same fate as Naomi Paul.

[vx]

(segment submitted by Duce....PM me if you wish to add a segment to the story)


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Vulcia baby stepped onto the sands of the arena. The crowd stomped in unison which rattled the ground. It almost sounded like a herd of elephants were marching in a parade.

THUMP THUMP THUMP.

The faces she could make out in the crowd were all male and they all had the same expression. It was an intense rage. Vulcia wasn't sure if they were mad because she was alien or because she is a woman. She wasn't sure if this was a good reaction or if they were disappointed.

THUMP THUMP THUMP.

Fapka's face was smeared with heavy red makeup. Almost like Aethran war paint and almost like clown's makeup. It was smeared like someone slapped him a few times before it dried on his face. Maybe he slapped himself...

"HHEHEHEHHHHH, MOVE WOMAN MOVE! LOOK STRONG!" Fapka snapped as he playfully put his leg through the bars an pushed her forward with a kick to the backside. Fapka giggled the whole time he pulled out his remote shock activator control. He ran his finger up and down its square shape.

"How about we give her a zap? Aye... Pardis?" Fapka said turning his head around to eye his cohort. Pardis was a lanky tall man. Covered head to toe in stitched black leather. The only exposed body part was his pig like snout which had four nostrils. Pardis snorted in agreement with Fapka.

"STOP!" Said a massive figure in the shadows. Fapka frowned as he saw the 300 pound frame of his master come into the view.

Drystos is a slavemaster and owner of the House of Caliom. In other words he is lanista(Head of the house) of the Calion ludus( house of gladiators and slaves). In other words he is a bad man. Worst of all he isn't Aethran!

"Give me that you, fool!" Drystos snapped as his hand came into view.

"AWWWWWWWWWWWW-ah" Fapka whined. He slunk his shoulders and dropped his head. He stared at the ground and outstretched his arm and held the devise out to his master.

Drystos snatched the devise away from him. "We need her to do well. These are important to the ludus. We must stand well."

"I don't understand, master. Why do we come here once again? This arena has no name. Surely, there is no value in wasting away such valuable specimens like her for these men. The CTA Syndic--"

"Shut it! Listen well, the Aethrans who matter all know of this place. This society is run by its military industrial complex. Everything about this place is dog eat dog when the uniform is not worn. The reason this place has no name is because it does not matter. The only thing that matters is that this unnamed arena will host this years games."

"So, Aethran big wigs will be here? This place is good for credit?" Fapka said still unsure of what was so special about these games.

"The games are exclusive to 12 ludus houses. Four are Aethran, One is officially for Brymstone's "government", and the other seven are up for grabs. The winning ludus will be granted a meeting with the War Minister and a few other favors in Aethran society. The top gladiators in the arena have had a number of different things happen to them over the years. Some will be purchased for a absurd price and either let free, place in a official Aethran military camp for clensing/military use, married off, or dissected for science."

"OH! That does sounds interesting!" Fapka clapped. Pardis snorted in agreement before he was backhanded into the wall by Drystos.

Drystos stepped up to the bars and starred at Vulcia. Would she be the one to enable him and his ludus entry into the games?

Drystos himself looked as if he was wearing red clown makeup but in fact had his face tattooed that way as punishment for a crime he had committed in the past.

"VULCIA! YOU WILL WIN! YOU WILL IMPRESS! OR AT BEST YOU WILL SLEEP TONIGHT IN THE BOX WITH PARDIS!" Drystos yelled with his fist clinched.

[Kelly Monro]

I dig this stuff because it brings back memories of Xena Warrior Princess - my all-time favorite TV series. Also it brings similarity to Spartacus which airs on Starz (another Lucy Lawless vehicle). Yet it is it's own animal. Keep it up!

[vx]

"Chickfighter is climbing to the top. I think she is setting up...look at that! ASS-SAULT! She hit it perfectly. 1...2...3! Chickfighter gets the win!"

The spunky little blond in the pink leotard leaped to her feet, sprung herself over the top rope and down to the floor and ran around the ring,high-fiving the fans at the small Veteran's of Alien Wars Hall in the tiny Cetus town she had travelled to.

Ever since that greedy slimeball Victor Kincaid McMannis had bankrupted SHOCK, the Superheroines Of Crazy Kombat, Chickfighter had spent her wrestling days traveling from one indy show to another.

Oh, to be sure, McMannis would have paid her top dollar to wrestle for him.

But she would rather kill the SOB than ever take a dime from him.

She left the fans cheering and stepped into the corridor leading towards the showers when a familiar face stopped her dead in her tracks.

"Hello, Chicky."

Kayla Starblast leaned against the wall, a nervous smile forming on her lips.

"If McMannis sent you here, Kayla, you really should have known better."

"Are you kidding? He hates your guts for being the one woman he could never buy.If he knew I was here, he'd make sure I never found a job again."

"I never have problems finding work, Kayla."

"Look, Chicky, this isn't about that. This has nothing to do with GLOW or SHOCK. I need help. A friend of mine has been abducted and I need someone I know I can trust."

A half an hour later, Chickfighter and Kayla began to lay out how they can infiltrate an Aethran ludus house.

[vx]

"Shala say drink water."

Naomi felt her head being lifted and then the water soaked into her parched tongue and dry throat.

"Easy with her Shala. There you go."

Slowly Naomi's world stopped spinning long enough for her to get down the basics: she was being held as a prisoner on CTA-102! Nothing could be worse to a Titan than that.

She was in a holding cell along with Shala of the Jungle and Joi Reno.

No one had ever escaped a lunus house.

"There are three phases to the competiton," Joi explained later as she spoke with Shala and Naomi. "The mistresses of the house competition is the first. Each lunu house sends its mistress into a match. Whenever you see a Brysmtonian face an Aethran or a Cygnusian battle someone from CTA-102. That battle is for house supremacy and planetary bragging rights.

"Then there is slave versus slave bouts. They may put Shala against a slave from another house. These matches are worth points. When a house reaches a certain number of points, they qualify for the Games.

"Finally, there are the matches that they probably have us for. We're the pretty girls that they feed to the mistresses and their favorite champions so their sick fans can take pleasure in our destruction. Except that Shala ruined their night on Brymstone."

"Winged woman with horns beat Shala up. But Shala win match."

"This isn't the Titan Gymnasium, kiddo. Our next stop is Aethra. And I already know that Mistress Markana plans to feed you to an Aethran."

Naomi closed her eyes and smiled. "Then, I'll just have to kick an Aethran's ass."