>>10241166Holly cracked her knuckles, and once again rolled her neck. There were matters to take care of... Multiple. The former dojo trainee, sat silently as she wrapped her wrists once again with bandages, the silent prayer to the Virgin Mary dancing upon her lips.
Kinoko Chu would come, but that was a match built upon a need for finances, a need to shut up the loud mouth of Noire's, may she rest in peace, personal fucktoy.
Lucy. That was a match with history. Holly did not care for deathmatches or hardcore bullshit. But the Angels kept drawing her into it. Putting down the Hammer's daughter her would finally set her free from the barbed-wire ringed cage that Divine and her lackeys had so elegantly placed around her.
Holly sucked on her teeth, the image of Nikki Kade stomping her head resounding through her mind again and again. Lucy and the Cheerleader had been there, they had pinned her and let their friend brutalise her. Without realising it, Holly had begun to shiver. The horror of the memory sending chills back down her spine.
Rapidly, she shook her head, casting aside the fears and the doubts. There would be no time for that. None.
Lucy had been there when Holly had been at her lowest, but she had not been the instrument that had delivered her to the clutches of death. She had been a bystander, yes, but one that Holly had conquered before. She needed only to repeat what she had done that night in the parking lot.
Holly stood up.
>Lucy Lincoln>I don't give a shit if you couldn't take me out when I was injured... You should have. You had a chance to follow in the footsteps of your allies and strike out at the weak. >But I'm healthy now.>Olivia Kumpula, Winter Girl. My comeback keeps mounting.>When I mount your head on the wall, I'll finally be done. Finally free of the D- D-Divine Angels. 