new story, Wicked vs Karin

[redhotrash]

Sorry for the long delay in stories. Taking a quick break my Marvel comics stories to do a videogame/I dunno related one. Over on http://fightfantasies.com/forum/ we have this fight league thing going. Basically its done via votes, and for this one, I used Karin from Streetfight Alpha 3 and went against Wicked, who's origins Im uncertain of. Anyway, Karin won, but the other guy and I both wrote stories for the fight using similiar stipulations. His is arguably a bit better, and it was hard to come up with fresh ideas given the scenario, but anyhow, here are the related links, with the story following...

http://fightfantasies.com/forum/viewtopic.php?t=838 is the original link, with pics of both girls.

http://fightfantasies.com/forum/viewtopic.php?t=1025 my buddy's story, must read =-]

Also, as of 12/30 this is unedited, so it might read a little roughly. I'll fix it up when I get time. Also I noticed some other stories I wrote arent being translated well. Such as in my Titania vs She-Hulk story, some of the words are changed in the posting, which is odd. Anyhow, enjoy and as always hit me with any suggestions and criticisms.

For Wicked, this was her last chance. Having been kicked out of several schools already for a variety of offenses, this was the last respectable educational institution that would take her. While she didnt much about her higher education, the powers that be did, and more than a couple strings were pulled to get her in. The first thing she noticed when she entered the doors were the uniforms! Fucking sailor suits! Teenagers bustled through the hallways, chatting and getting ready for first period. Several stopped in their tracks and stared at her. Wicked sneered to get them moving. Her outfit would stand out a bit even in more casual schools. Black mini skirt, black halter top, black fishnets, all of which complimented her raven colored hair.
Looking at her schedule, her first class was Global Economics. Simply reading it brought out a yawn. First bell rang and the hallways began to empty.

"Room 315... where the fuck is that?" she asked herself. She was not at all familiar with the layout of the school. "Screw it" she grumbled as she started off down the hall.

In room 315, Mr. Kichi recited the days lesson for what felt like the millionth time. 28 years of teaching disinterested kids had worn him down. His patience was nonexhistant as was the interest of his class. Regardless, a paycheck is a paycheck, so on he went.

"-so now you know the full social rammifications of-" he was cut off midsentence by the classroom door closing. All eyes turned to the dark haired teenager who stood at the front of the room.

"You must be.... Wicked?" Mr. Kichi asked as he adjusted his glasses to ensure he read the name properly. "Late on your first day and out of uniform I see. Not a good start."

"I think its a hobo who wandered in from the streets Mr. Ichi, tell her the soup kitchen is 3 blocks down the street." said a blonde girl sitting in the middle of the room. The class erupted in laughter.

"Calm down class!" Mr Ichi demanded. "Well hopefully you can find your seat. Its the empty one in the back, shouldnt be too hard for someone of your obvious class and intelligence." Mr. Kichi nastily chided. "Oh Ive read your file, dont think for one moment Im going to accept any of your shennanigans. Now if I may continue my lesson..?"

Several classmates giggled quietly. Except that blonde cunt in the middle of the room who let out a obnoxiously haughty laugh. Biting back her anger, Wicked started towards the empty desk in the back of the room. As she approached the desk of the blonde, she sized her up. The bitch had long blonde ringlets of hair that flowed past her shoulders and down her back. A large blue bow hung in the back of her hair. Her large almond colored eyed quickly dismissed Wicked as if she something less than her. Wicked wanted to lash out at her right there. She certainly had beaten snobby bitches for less than mocking her before. Barely containing herself, she continued on to her seat.

"Dont mind Mr. Ichi, he just hates tardiness and when people break the dress code." a young asian girl next her to whispered. The girl wore a long streaming headband along with her school uniform. She smiled widely at Wicked. "Names Sakura, how do ya like the school so far?"

"Sucks." Wicked replied, still eyeing the blonde who was only starting to settle down. She noticed the bitch's uniform was different from everyone elses. Most noticably it was red while everyone else wore white. Also the top and skirt were much shorter than anyone else's. "Why doesnt that fucker have to obey the dress code?" she asked Sakura.

"Oh.... thats Karin. Her family is super rich and they donate a lot to the school, so she gets away with a lot more than the rest of us. Its not fair, but what can ya do?" Sakura replied.

"Theres a few things I'd like to do." Wicked replied. Sakura chuckled to herself.
"Yeah, you and me both. Karin and I have fought a couple times, I cant stand her either."
"You fought?" Wicked asked surprised. Sakura didnt look like a fighter exactly. Way too cheery for one. And the same could be said for Karin.
"Yeah, not for a while though, we are tied up at one win a piece right now. Careful around her though, she might seem like she'd cry if she broke a nail, but she can throw a punch." Sakura said as her hand passed down to her rib, indicating she was having a painful memory.
"Bleh, whatever, she fucks with me again and she'll regret it." Wicked replied. She glanced up at the blonde to see her whispering something to the girl across from her. Both turned around and looked a Wicked then giggled. Wicked was at the limits of her already short temper.

A announcement came over the P.A. system asking for Mr. Ichi to come to the main office.
"Oh that must be the new textbooks. Class I have to step out. I may not be back before the end of the period, so just study quietly and I wont have to give anyone detention" he said as he walked towards then out the door.

As soon as the door shut behind him, Karin turned in her seat and faced Wicked.
"So, what kind of name is 'Wicked' anyway? Sounds like a stripper name." Karin turned her attention towards Wicked's chest. "Not that Im implying you are qualified for that type of job or anything." Again the class laughed.

That had done it. Wicked, like most developing girls, was at least slightly self conscious about her body. Particularly her chest. This bitch was going to die.

"I dare you to say that again." Wicked said as she stood up from her desk. Karin grinned and also got up.
"I'd love to" she replied with a large grin on her face. All at once students got up and pulled their desks away, creating a large area in the middle of the classroom. They were all chattering to each other as they lined up around the two fighters. Most of them stood in front of the large room length window as that was the clearest area. Karin reached into her bookbag and pulled out a pair of thin tight leather gloves and pulled them on each hand. Clenching her fists she walked towards the middle of the room.

Both fighters approached each other until they were nearly chest to chest. Wicked for a moment thought she might have taken this girl a bit too lightly. Her lowcut top showed a tight set of abs. And her arms were also well defined. More noticably, Karin had developed a lot more than Wicked in the chest area. In fact she would make most grown women jealous. Her chest jutted out from the sailor suit and were nearly touching Wicked's more humble pair. Karin caught Wicked looking and grinned.

"I feel like Im fighting a 14 year old boy! Actually reminds me a lot of you, Sakura." Karin taunted as she shot a glance over at Sakura who was standing by the window. Sakura began to step forward but stopped when Wicked threw what wouldve been a brutal sucker punch. Karin had anticipated this though, maybe even planned for it, and grabbed Wicked's arm as it passed by. Using her momentum she twisted the arm around and slipped behind Wicked, forcing her arm up her back. After applying brief pressure, Karin shoved wicked forward, adding in a kick to Wicked's rear to which made her stumble.

Wicked took a few steps but quickly regained her balance. She turned expecting Karin to follow up the attack, but instead the blonde stood there laughing at her! Wicked has indeed underestimated this girl, but not this time. Sizing her up more carefully, she stalked in.

Karin watched as the street urchin composed herself and come towards her. Just another tramp brawler who fancied herself a fighter, Karin thought to herself. She had dedicated her life to being the best at everything, including fighting. She had learned from instructors around the world. She could knock out even a seasoned fighter with a single blow. But this girl she was going to toy with. She was going to drag this out to send a message to Sakura.

Wicked came in throwing measured combos. Karin backed off, blocking or deflecting each punch just in time. After the fourth exchange, Wicked saw her opening. After throwing a jab she quickly stomped forward on Karin's foot, holding it in place. Karin grunted before realizing what was coming. Wicked followed up with a forearm smash to Karin's breasts. Wicked got immense satisfaction from feeling her arm crush those soft titts. The blonde's eyes closed and her teeth were clenched from the pain. Not allowing her time to recover, Wicked stepped back and delivered a huge thrust kick to Karin's exposed stomach. Her abbs couldnt absorb the force of the blow, and Karin's mouth opened, gasping for air as she stumbled backwards. She came to rest on the teacher's desk at the front of the class. Fighting to regain her breath, she turned around to face Wicked only to be met with a knee to the stomach that expelled what little air remained. Karin fell back and her upper body was left sprawled on the deck. Before she could recover she felt Wicked's fingers locking around her throat. Wicked gritted and poured all her strength into the chokehold, intending to end the fight now. There would be time for humiliation after the fight was over, but this bitch was a bit too dangerous to take lightly again. Karin choked and gagged as her left hand grasped Wicked's wrist, trying to ease some of the pressure. Wicked was so focused on her choke that she failed to notice Karin's right hand seeking something out on the table. Nor was she aware of the teacher's globe arching through the air until it smashed into the left side of her face.

The globe shattered into a hundred or more shards. Pieces of Zimbabwe and Estonia soared through the air into the crowd of cheering highschoolers. Though Wicked's hands remained around Karin's throat, they applied no pressure. She was, for the moment, completely stunned from the blow. She blinked her eyes repeatedly while trying to register what had just happend. Karin knocked her hands away from her through, grabbed Wicked's hair right above each ear, and pulled her head down while firing a knee up into her chin. Wicked's teeth clamped together from the blow and she stumbled several steps before tripping one someone's bookbag and falling harshly onto her ass.

Karin too a moment to massage her throat and get her air back. Not taking an eye off of Wicked, she quickly recovered and approaced the fallen girl. Wicked was still in a daze, her head ringing. She grabbed at a nearby desk to pull herself up. Karin stood a few feet behind Wicked and waited for her shot. The moment Wicked regained her footing and turned around, Karin unleashed a haymaker punch that connected squarely with Wicked's jaw. The force of the blow sent the teenager down again. This time Karin followed up right away. She knelt down, grabbed Wicked by the hair, and drug her limp body back towards the teacher's deck. Though she wasnt unconscious, she was unable to fight back or even move. Her face contorted with pain at being drug by the hair. With some effort, Karin was able to hoist Wicked and lay her on her stomach across the desk with her legs and lower body hanging over the side.

Satisfied that the lowbred tramp was out of the fight, Karin decided it was time to teach her what her place is in the world. She grabbed Wicked's mini skit, smiled at her classmates, then pulled them down to Wicked's ankles exposing her black thong.

"Eeew, trashy." Karin mocked. She went to the chalkboard and grabbed her teacher's yardstick. She wound up similiar to a baseball player and swung the stick at Wicked's ass. A very loud smacking noise echo'ed off the walls and several student's cheered. Wicked's eyes went wide and her fingers curled out, but she couldnt find it in herself to scream. Her legs barely moved and a long red bruise was starting to form across her asscheeks. Karin wound up again and repeated the move, this time putting all her strength behind it. The yardstick snapped and about a foot of it went sailing harmlessly across the room. This time Wicked did scream. A second smark crossed the first one, forming something similiar to a "X" on Wicked's ass. Wicked's hands were able to react this time as she reached back and held her asscheeks. Keeping the remaining stick in her hand, Karin slammed Wicked's head onto the desk before climbing up next to her. She draped a knee over Wicked's body and used the remaining yardstick to choke her. Wicked's arms were pinned at her sides by Karin's knees, so again she was defenseless. Karin leaned in close to the back of Wicked's head and whispered to the gagging girl. "This is my school, and from today on you belong to me. You'll be fetching my lunch and doing my homework. You're my dog now, so why dont go ahead and bark like one?" With that Wicked tossed the shattered stick away and pulled Wicked's head back by the hair. The girl's nose was bleeding badly. Her mouth hung open as she breathed heavily. Karin centered herself better on Wicked's back, and using her hair, wrenched her back in a modified camel clutch. Wicked's eyes closed tightly, trying to fight back her anguish.

"I said bark, tramp!" Karin Demanded and increased the pressure. Wicked's only form of resistance was to grit her teeth and feebly kick her legs. Karin was obviously growing agitated at Wicked's refusal to verbally surrender, even though it likely wasnt even possible for the girl to reply in her current state. Pulling her head as far back her Wicked's body would allow, Karin cruelly slammed her face first onto the desk one last time before dismounting the beaten girl.

Standing in front of the desk, she girlishly adjusted her sailor girl uniform and primped her hair. She began to strut past the crowd towards the door. Most of the class was cheering, more for the fight than for Karin herself. Karin's naturally bitchy attitude had alienated most of the class, but there was one girl in particular who had a history with Karin. As she walked by the onlookers, without warning she spun and delivered a palm thrust into Sakura's belly. Caught completely by surprise from the cheap shot, Sakura was knocked back into the wall behind her. The students on either side of her scattered as Karin stalked in on the surprised and winded girl. Not giving her a chance to even register what had happend, Karin delivered a a brutal kick to Sakura's pussy. The blow had enough force that it caused the ruffles of Sakura's skirt to fan out into the air, revealing Karin's redboot connecting with Sakura's womanhood. Sakura dropped straight to the ground, holding her crotch. Karin grinned widely, proud of her cheap shot. Again she strutted towards the door just as the bell rang to end the class.

[MikeJV]

Cool!!!!!! Not familiar with Wicked, but Karin I know, StreetFighter is my favorite fighting game, I have most versions of it.

If ya want ideas/suggestions... staying in the SF world, how about Karin vs the super busty teen R. Mika, or an older bustier opponent, Rose?

MikeJV

[redhotrash]

the next one will probably go back to being comic related, but Im sure I'll be doing street fighter again eventually. Cammy vs Chun Li seems to be popular, but yeah I wouldnt mind doing a R. Mika fight either. Also have been considering a Cammy vs Blue Mary fight down the road.

[MikeJV]

Cool, and would be good fights. If ya want comic ideas, lemme know which comics/groups, whatever, if any specific, and I'll give ya a couple fight ideas.

MikeJV