The Night of The Fight...

The audience roared with the sounds of cheering and jeering as Lauren waited anxiously. She lifted up her belt, looking into the shiny golden plating before giving her reflection a kiss out of both vanity and luck as the announcer stepped out into the ring.

"Ladies and gentlemen!" The announcer spoke into the microphone, "Tonight we have a special match for all of you! A truly historical event! It's the IWF's first ever Jaybird Match!"

This earned a collective roar of excitement from the fans as they cheered and stomped their feet.

"In this worldwide live event," the announcer explained, "two women enter, but only one will leave... With every last stitch of clothing! Which woman will win, and who will become the fantasy of every IWF fan?! Tonight, we find out!"

"As if we didn't already know..." Lauren said to herself with a roll of her eyes, still believing that she was winning this fight.

"In the red corner," the announcer called out, "weighing in at one hundred and twenty pounds and standing at 5'2". You know her, you love her, you loathe her, you want her, and you want to be her! Our Champion... Lauren the Babe!"

On cue, Lauren stepped through the double doors on her side of the area, accompanied by loud rock music as she waved her championship belt in the air. She blew kisses to the crowd as she sauntered up to the ring. She handed the belt to a ring girl before slipping into the ring.

"And in the blue corner," the announcer continued, "her challenger. Standing at 7'9" and weighing three hundred and ninety-five pounds of pure muscle and rage. The Terror of New Mexico. The woman who made countless opponents cry like the babies they were! The Nana-Zon!"

Sure enough, the same rock music started to play again as the doors on the other side of the area burst open. Out stepped Debra Delgado herself, striding up to the ring as the audience either cheered or jeered her. Debra jumped into the ring and walked up to Lauren, the little woman glad that she was wearing her special made boots. Lauren had to admit, she was a little intimidated by how much larger her opponent was. Lauren shook those thoughts from her mind. This fight was rigged in her favor, they always were! Of course she was going to win this!

The announcer then went over the rules and conditions, Lauren rolling her eyes as she knew what they were already. After the announcer walked away, Debra looked down at Lauren.

"Hey," Debra whispered underneath the cheering of the crowd as she stuck out her hand, "may the best woman win."

"Oh please." Lauren scoffed in a hushed whisper, "We both know that this is rigged. And besides, we all know who the best woman is winning this fight already."

With that, Lauren turned and walked to her corner. Debra stood there for a few seconds before sighing, turning to walk to her corner as well. Both women turned to face each other again as the bell rang...