It had been the second sleepless night in a row for Fire, but she was surprisingly fresh. The past two days had been a whirlwind for her, and the day which had just arrived promised to be just as exciting. This was the night when she would be re-united in the ring with her old tag team partner and arch-rival, Helen. Fire had mixed emotions about the impending undertaking. On one hand she was delighted about the opportunity to get back in the ring and put her wrestling career back on the right track. But the fact that she would be paired with Helen made it much more complicated. Fire’s emotions for Helen ran the gamut from hatred to infatuation. Helen had created turmoil in her personal life which ranged from the breakup of her marriage to confronting her own sexuality.

The events of the past two days had caused Fire to reexamine the very essence of her emotional being, and she was surprised at what she had found. First there was the romantic scenario and kiss she had shared with Rikki, which left Fire shaken but not stirred. That caused her to be confronted with some deep, repressed feelings of physical attraction she felt for Helen, which had obviously existed for a long time, but she had ignored. This created a great deal of internal conflict. The attraction she felt for Helen collided head on with the resentment and anger which she also felt for the boisterous brunette, and all of those emotions churned inside her. The final tremor was the sale of the federation and impending reunion of the Black Angels. She was not quite sure how she would react to all of this, but those issues would come to a head in just a few hours as Fire prepared to make her way to the arena.

This was going to be a unique experience for all of the wrestlers involved. Despite the obvious tension created by the intentional reunion of two teams of one time friends but now bitter rivals, the match was also a private affair. Though it was to be held at the arena, no crowd would be present. It was simply a sort of playoff to determine which duo would be competing against the Pretty Girls for the vacant tag team championship. The women started to arrive at the arena at about the same time, all within an hour of the match. Each team had been assigned to share a designated dressing room, which they did.

The tension in the Golden Girls dressing room was obvious. ToniAnn and Sunshine had an acrimonious relationship, with almost as much history as the Black Angels. The two gorgeous blondes had once been tag team champions, but greed and vanity broke them apart. They eventually competed in a sort of “loser leaves town match”, won by ToniAnn. As a result, Sunshine was banned from the federation, but the new owners had re-instated her, much to ToniAnn’s chagrin and Sunshine’s delight. They exchanged cold, angry stares as each changed in the locker room. Occasionally one would mutter a derogatory remark to the other, only to be met by a snarl or terse rejoinder.

The animosity in the Black Angels dressing room was not as obvious, but detectable nonetheless. Though no words were spoken by either woman, the tension was unmistakable. Helen stood up in front of the mirror, and brushed her long black hair back over her shoulders. She then slipped her tight black jeans off and pulled her tight T-shirt up over her head. She now stood in front of the mirror in just her bra and panties, and Fire’s eyes were fortuitously drawn to her partner. Helen possessed an amazing body, and that fact was not lost on Fire. From her majestic chest to her flat stomach to her sculpted hips and thighs, Helen was a sumptuous woman. Fire tried to avoid being caught as she surveyed her partner, but then Helen slipped off her lingerie and Fire was conquered. She took it all in, without being noticed she thought, before turning away. Her feeling of arousal was unmistakable, but Fire desperately tried to concentrate her thoughts on wrestling instead. She turned her chair so that it faced away from Helen and she went about her business of preparing for the match.

Helen slipped her suit on and then glanced over her shoulder. Though Fire had tried to be discreet, Helen had noticed the stares and smiled devilishly as she adjusted herself in the mirror. She wore a white, cotton, one piece suit, cut low in the front to reveal ample cleavage and high on the hips to make her legs appear ten feet long. Made of fine, thin material, it hugged her body as if it were shrink-wrapped on her. Fire also changed, but she did it privately and discreetly in the corner. She was proud of her body, but after seeing Helen on display, she turned shy. She wore a pair of black, cotton leggings and a black JogBra. Not exactly a racy outfit, but since there would be no crowd to impress, she dressed for comfort rather than appeal.

Next door, the Golden Girls took a different approach. The rivalry between the two beauties extended beyond the ring, with both trying to outdo the other. Sunshine slipped into a silver, shimmering bikini, while ToniAnn donned a yellow bikini. Both were impressive, but contrasting starkly to their opponents. With the time of the match approaching, all four ladies made their way out to the ring. But despite the absence of an audience, several construction workers were busy renovating the arena. There was banging, hammering and general construction noises echoing through out the arena as the girls entered the ring. They were surprised by the activity, but were quickly drawn to the center of the ring by the new matchmaker and another woman.

“This is Desiree!” he said, introducing the woman, “she will be one of the Fed’s new referees. You girls have the honor of breaking her in. Now remember, this match is to determine who will face the Pretty Girls on the first televised wrestling show, so take it seriously. Desiree, you take over!”, and with that, he climbed out of the ring and took a seat in the first row. Desiree called the woman together. She was an impressive looking woman, well built and muscular, yet maintaining her femininity. Desiree wore a two piece, black and white striped referee outfit. It nicely showcased her chiseled form, without being unduly seductive. Desiree’s brown skin glistened under the subdued lights, the beads from her braided hair jingling as she walked forward. The four wrestlers each glared at her suspiciously as she began her instructions.

“Okay! As long as you girls wrestle clean, you won’t even know I’m here” she started in a lively voice. “But if you start choking, I’m going to yell BREAK, and you better break. Any questions?”. The four wrestlers each stared back at her, but did not respond. There was a sharp contrast from swimsuit model-like look of the white skinned wrestlers to the dark, muscled look of the African American referee. But Desiree did not look intimidated, and ordered all four back to their corners.

As the Golden Girls reached their corner, Sunshine blurted out, “I’m first!”. ToniAnn smirked and shook her head. “Fine with me, bitch!” as she climbed beneath the ropes and onto the ring apron. Across the ring, Helen glanced at Fire and declared, “Watch how it’s done sweetie!” condescendingly. Fire smirked and also climbed out onto the ring apron. Helen and Sunshine now stood directly across from each other as Desiree clapped her hands once and then stepped aside to let the match begin.

The blonde and the brunette each made their ways out of the corners and began to circle the ring. Although similar in size, each had certain physical characteristics which contrasted sharply. First and foremost was hair color. Sunshine had a bright, bleached blonde head of straight hair, while a thick, black mane sat atop Helen’s. At 5’7” and about 135 lbs, Helen was in great shape. She was thin, with a small waist and hips, but possessed an imposing 38 inch bust. Sunshine stood 5’8” and weighed 145 lbs., which was distributed quite differently. She had a magnificent, well proportioned figure, rivaling that of any super model. She looked not only sexy, but sturdy as well. Both women continued to circle before finally moving closer.

As promised, Desiree blended into the background as Helen and Sunshine locked up. Sunshine moved like a cat and immediately grabbed a handful of Helen’s thick hair from the back of her head and yanked her down. Helen tumbled downward, surprised by the quick attack. She landed on her back as Sunshine immediately knelt down next to her and grabbed hold of Helen’s legs. She placed her arm beneath them and began to lift them up into the air. Helen tried to kick free, but Sunshine wrapped her arms around them, squeezing them tightly together as she pulled them up until they were at a 90 degree angle to the rest of her body. Sunshine knelt upright alongside Helen and slid herself closer so that she had one arm wrapped tightly around Helen’s erect legs as she pulled them near her body. With the back of Helen’s thighs now completely vulnerable, Sunshine took her free hand and grabbed hold of the thigh muscle on the back of Helen’s right leg. She wrapped her fingers around the protruding muscle and clamped a torturous claw hold onto it.

Helen began to scream, slamming her arms against the mat in protest as she tried to wriggle free. Sunshine simply smiled as she dug her digits deeper into Helen’s leg, mashing her muscle. Fire looked on as her partner was being tortured in the very early part of the match and she had mixed emotions. On one hand she didn’t mind seeing Helen being dominated, in fact it was almost satisfying. But on the other hand, this was her partner, and strangely enough, Fire wanted to help. But with Desiree standing right there, Fire chose to observe only.

Finally Sunshine released her grip and Helen writhed on the mat. But before she had time to recover, Sunshine grabbed hold of her left thigh muscle and repeated the claw hold, compressing her left leg’s muscle this time. Helen began to scream again and flailed on the mat as much as she could, but it did not deter Sunshine. She sadistically squeezed Helen’s lithe muscle with all of her might. Fire began to grow concerned for her partner. It was strange, but she actually felt sympathetic for Helen. And it was not just tag team partner sympathy, but rather Fire almost felt Helen’s pain. But she resisted the temptation to join the fray and remained on the ring apron while Sunshine mercifully relinquished the painful hold.

Upon being freed of the excruciating claw, Helen abandoned her screams and it became obvious that whatever work was taking place in the arena had ground to a halt. The sounds of hammering and banging were replaced by silence as the workers all found seats and took in the action. The only sound heard was a slight moan from Helen as she tried to massage away the pain in her thighs. But Sunshine had a different idea. She released Helen’s legs, which dropped to the mat like limp logs. Sunshine then pushed herself up off of her knees and stood next to Helen. She looked down at the writhing Helen and then, without warning, dropped her knee down into Helen’s gut.

The quickness and force of the attack forced Helen’s head and shoulders off of the mat as Sunshine’s knee sank into her flat stomach. But as Helen’s head lifted, Sunshine wrapped her arm around it and placed her in a front headlock. Helen’s muffled moans could be heard through the hold, though her head was buried beneath the blonde’s arm. Sunshine’s knee was sunk into her gut like a harpoon, Helen’s back curled inward, her neck bowed forward. Sunshine then changed arms, using her right arm to administer the headlock. She then took her left arm and wrapped it beneath Helen’s legs as she removed her knee from her stomach. Adjusting her grips, she cradled Helen in her arms as she pushed herself up onto her feet. Helen was now spread out in Sunshine’s arm as the blonde stood up. Sunshine turned to face Fire, who was taking everything in.

Fire knew what was coming, and it brought back a painful memory. Helen had executed a painful backbreaker against her on more than one occasion, and the memory jarred Fire. The sympathy she felt began to disperse, replaced by rage. Suddenly she felt no compassion for her partner, just anger. As Sunshine lifted Helen’s dangling body, Fire watched in satisfaction as she cracked it against her extended knee, leaving Helen to collapse over her outstretched leg. Helen’s arms fell limply over her head as her legs spread open beneath her, her large chest pointing right up to the sky. Her magnificent body was now fully laid bare across Sunshine’s leg, and her partner was not concerned.

But despite the lack of sympathy from her partner, Helen was in trouble. Her legs were throbbing, her stomach aching and her back screaming with pain. And to make matters worse, Sunshine rammed her elbow into her vulnerable stomach over and over, increasing her misery. Satisfied, the blonde pulled her leg back in and dumped Helen’s shattered body to the mat. Helen rolled over once, closer to Fire. She then reached her arm out to try for a tag, but surprisingly, Fire just looked back, disinterested. Helen continued to reach, but Fire went so far as to take a step further away. Sunshine looked on and smiled. She then turned to face her partner ToniAnn, who was reaching her arm out as well.

Apparently ToniAnn wanted a piece of the action, but Sunshine merely smirked and went back to work. Realizing that Helen’s partner had no interest in helping her, she had no interest in her own partner’s help. After all, Sunshine had done all the work, why let ToniAnn get the credit. She reached down and grabbed Helen by the hair, hauling her upward. Helen’s dark eyes confirmed her pain as she reluctantly rose to her feet. Sunshine then bowed beneath Helen’s body and lifted her up onto her shoulders. Helen collapsed across Sunshine’s shoulders as the blonde spread her arms around her on either side of her shoulders. She was holding Helen like a broomstick across her shoulders as the wounded brunette hung off of her like a carcass.

Sunshine then paraded around the ring, walking past Fire and then ToniAnn as she exhibited her prey for whomever was interested. She then headed toward the corner and dumped her body into it, leaving Helen propped up against the ropes. Helen’s head dropped down in front of her as her arms were extended over the top rope on either side. Sunshine had dominated her right from the outset, and Fire seemed unwilling to help. So Helen came to the realization that if she didn’t do something fast, she would be in even more trouble. But as she reached that conclusion, Sunshine had stormed over and sent a Karate chop into her left ribs. Helen gulped as the pain shot through her left side while Sunshine backed away, admiring her handiwork.

Fire looked on, watching her partner dangle from the ropes like a scarecrow. Helen looked defeated, and once again Fire began to sympathize. Her emotions were running hot and cold, from remembering the way Helen had humiliated her, to feeling empathy for the wounded warrior. Though she didn’t feel guilty about not helping her, she decided that she would wrestle as soon as the chance presented itself. Sunshine moved in again, and this time pushed Helen’s head up with her hand. She held her by the hair as she cocked her right leg and delivered a stomp to Helen’s belly. But the brunette, though still shaken, grabbed hold of Sunshine’s ankle while it sank into her gut. She wrapped both hands around the ankle and held on as tight as she could. Sunshine was trapped with one leg in the air as Helen then steadied herself, moving her legs together and getting them stabilized beneath her. She then whipped her right leg around, slamming the side of her foot into Sunshine’s left shin. The force knocked Sunshine’s leg out from under her and sent her toppling onto her side.

Helen now clenched tightly onto Sunshine’s right ankle as the blonde landed on her back. The brunette shook her head to clear her cobwebs, and then twisted Sunshine’s ankle violently. The blonde squealed in pain as her leg was wrenched, but Helen only kept it twisted for a few seconds before releasing the pressure. But then she twisted it again, holding it a bit longer before she released. This went on several more times until Helen became bored, and knelt down in front of Sunshine’s erect leg. She was facing the blonde girl’s hamstring, and a depraved smile stretched across her face as she set herself. Then she took her hand and dug her long, wiry fingers into Sunshine’s flexed hamstring and clutched it between them. Helen felt her hand dig deeper and deeper into Sunshine’s thigh and she eventually almost felt as if her fingertips would meet.

Sunshine began to squeal again, this time with more fervor. “How’s that feel you bleached bitch!?!?” muttered Helen as she drove her hand as deeply in as she could. After an abusive eternity, Helen finally released her grip and dropped Sunshine’s tattered leg to the mat. The blonde rolled onto her side and curled her leg in toward her body. Helen had given her a taste of her own medicine, and Sunshine did not enjoy the flavor.

As promised, Desiree had been invisible to this point. Nothing illegal had happened, so she stayed out of the way. But Helen was now working herself into a frenzy, and things could change in a hurry. The brunette got up onto her feet and stormed over to Sunshine’s head. She grabbed a handful of her hair and plucked her up and onto her knees. Helen positioned herself behind Sunshine, who was now kneeling upright, and then gave Desiree a reason to get involved. Helen wrapped her forearm beneath Sunshine’s chin and placed her in a choke hold. Desiree gave her a few seconds to see if she would release it, but once it became obvious that she would not, Desiree charged over. “Okay, break the choke!”, she ordered as she stood alongside Helen. The brunette ignored her order and kept choking. Desiree moved in closer and again barked, “Break The Choke!”

Helen turned slowly to face the referee, and stared at her. She kept the choke firmly in place defiantly as she stared Desiree up and down. “Last warning Helen, break it!” warned the ref, but Helen showed no signs. Desiree then walked over and grabbed Helen’s arm, yanking it off of Sunshine. Helen stumbled backward and then turned angrily to Desiree. “Don’t you ever touch me!” she threatened. Desiree kept the eye contact, and did not appear the least bit intimidated as she backed away. Helen kept her eyes fixed on the African Goddess as Desiree faded into the corner, satisfied that order had been restored.

Unbeknownst to Helen, Sunshine had caught her breath and crawled over to her. As Helen gazed at Desiree, Sunshine wound up and, still kneeling, planted her fist into Helen’s breadbasket. The brunette let out a loud wail and collapsed forward, wrapping her arms around her stomach. Sunshine then got to her feet and moved closer before she stood right alongside Helen’s bowed head. She looked down and then lifted her knee, ramming it into Helen’s hunched face. The brunette shot backward as if fired out of a cannon and tumbled onto her back, her legs sailing into the air before gradually collapsing below her. Her pre-occupation with the ref had been costly, and Sunshine once again assumed control.

Again ToniAnn began to complain, chastising her partner for not including her. But Sunshine ignored her as she turned her attention back to Helen. Slowly she marched over to her and reaching down, grabbed her by the hair. She plucked the bruised Helen off of the mat like a ragdoll and dragged her onto her feet. Sunshine then backed up, pulling Helen along with her until she reached the side ropes. She set herself and then tossed Helen forward by the arm, sending her rubbery body racing across the ring and toward the opposite ropes.

Helen’s body flounced about as she ran toward the side of the ring where Fire stood. Fire watched and quickly decided to get involved. Reaching into the ring, she grabbed Helen by the arm as she bounced against the ropes and held her there. Helen jostled back and forth before Fire draped her arm over the top rope for support. The smaller member of the Black Angels then ducked beneath the ropes to enter the ring, completing the tag.

Fire, at 5’4” and 115 lbs, had a serious size disadvantage against Sunshine, but she was coming in fresh. And looking at Sunshine’s perspiration soaked, shimmering body, it was obvious that she was not. But regardless, Sunshine was alert and noticed the tag and raced over to the side of the ring as Fire was ducking between the ropes. She quickly clasped her arm around Fire’s bent head, placing her in a side headlock. Fire quickly planted her feet beneath her for stability as Sunshine dragged her a few inches over to where Helen was dangling. Sunshine then took a few steps back, towing Fire along with her, before using the trapped woman’s head as a battering ram and slamming it into Helen’s gut. Helen moaned loudly before slumping slowly to the mat, one arm wrapped around her midsection.

The move did little to hurt Fire, though she was still trapped beneath Sunshine’s powerful arm. The blonde then moved so that she was facing the ropes, and alternated her grip which spun Fire around, her back now to the ropes. Sunshine then launched her knee upright and rammed it into Fire’s still bowed head. The blow was forceful and knocked the sense out of Fire as she stumbled backward, careening into the ropes. Her eyes rolled into her head as she settled against the ropes, her arms stretched on either side of her. Sunshine then stepped closer and, raising her arm out to her side, smashed her forearm into Fire’s side, just below her ribcage. Fire crumbled forward, her head bowing in front of her as her ribs ached.

Sunshine had easily assumed control of Fire, and Helen had crawled out onto the ring apron and let her partner take the brunt of Sunshine’s wrath. The blonde was not finished with the petite brunette however, and moved closer, trapping Fire’s bowed head between her legs. She then leaned forward and wrapped her arms around Fire’s waist from behind. The Black Angel was reeling, but not so much so that she was unaware of what was going on. Sunshine gathered her strength and then with a loud grunt, hoisted Fire into the air. The powerful blonde kept lugging Fire up into an inverted position, and Fire began to panic. She knew her opponent had a penchant for applying the piledriver, and that was exactly what she was setting up.

Fire knew that a piledriver, especially one carried out by Sunshine, would finish her. As her legs sailed upright, she knew she had one chance to resist. She used her momentum to thrust her legs forward, keeping them moving in the same direction they were going. The force of Fire’s legs was enough to cause Sunshine to lose her balance and tip over, knocking her onto her back as Fire landed on top of her. It actually ended up looking similar to Giant Suplex, with Fire landing on her back, as did Sunshine. The blonde was a bit disoriented, but certainly no worse than Fire.

The two girls rolled onto their sides, but Sunshine was able to get to her feet first and charged over to Fire, who had gotten to her knees. She reached down and grabbed a handful of Fire’s short black hair, but the feisty brunette retaliated by ramming her fist into the blonde’s paunch. Surprised, Sunshine stumbled back a few steps as Fire remained on her knees, still a bit shaken. Sunshine shook it off, and again charged forward, repeating the hair pull. But proving her resilience, and Sunshine’s naiveté, Fire again rammed her fist into the blonde’s tummy. Sunshine again stumbled back a few steps and grabbed hold of her stomach. This time however, Fire got to her feet and made her move.

She stormed over to Sunshine and grabbed hold of her wrist. She then spun her around and sent her sailing across the ring, racing toward the corner where ToniAnn stood. Fire realized what she did, and regretted it from the second she released Sunshine’s arm. But it was too late as the Blonde crashed into the corner where her partner stood. Sunshine settled into the corner, her back jarred from the impact. She turned her head and looked ToniAnn straight in the eye before sticking her arm out for a tag. ToniAnn looked back at her and laughed. “You want to be on your own? Fine, your on your own!” she chided, stepping down the ring apron and away from the corner.

Fire smiled, realizing that ToniAnn was not going to get involved. She then ran toward the corner where Sunshine was drooping and upon approaching her foe, jumped into the air. Fire’s feet landed on Sunshine’s thighs as she reached forward with her hands and grabbed hold of the blonde’s hair. She set herself, standing on the blonde, and then threw her weight backward while pulling on Sunshine’s hair. The Golden Girl somersaulted into the air above Fire, who descended toward the mat before kicking her legs up to give her foe the final push. Sunshine crashed to the mat on her back and slid several feet before coming to a halt just before the corner.

Helen looked on in surprise. Her partner had assumed control, and seemed to be seconds away from a victory. Fire meanwhile rose to her feet and marched across the ring confidently. She stood alongside Sunshine, positioning her feet next to Sunshine’s head. She then looked down before leaping into the air and pulling her legs out in front of her as she descended. Fire’s right leg crashed down against Sunshine’s throat, trapping it beneath it as the blonde gurgled and moaned. Desiree walked over and checked everything out before kneeling down next to Sunshine’s pinned shoulders.

She began to slap the mat until reaching ten, signifying the completed pin. Desiree then got to her feet and grabbed hold of Fire’s wrist, lifting it over her head in victory. Helen stood in the corner and smiled while shaking her head, surprised but happy with the outcome. Gradually both partners entered the ring, Helen walking toward Fire and ToniAnn walking toward the fallen Sunshine. But as Helen reached Fire and shook her hand, ToniAnn had something different in mind. She looked down at her partner and smirked while shaking her head. “You’re still a loser!” she said to Sunshine before punting her foot into Sunshine’s stomach, leaving her curled into a ball as she walked away.

Desiree stepped in front of Sunshine to protect her, but ToniAnn had already climbed out of the ring by the time she got there. The ref then tended to the fallen Golden Girl while Helen and Fire slowly climbed out of the ring and walked back to their dressing room.

As they sat down, Helen turned to Fire and spoke. “Trying to teach me a lesson weren’t you?” she asked. A puzzled expression came over Fire’s face as she looked back. “What do you mean?” she asked. “When you wouldn’t tag in!” Helen declared. Fire turned away, a half smile appearing on her face. “That’s all right. I wouldn’t respect you at all if you didn’t. You did good tonight. The way you kicked out of that piledriver, I thought you were finished. But you fought hard. You know, this could be fun after all.” Helen admitted as she slipped off her sweat soaked suit and tossed it into the corner. She then stood in front of the mirror and grabbed a ribbon from her bag. Helen raised her hands behind her head and began to twist her unruly hair into a ponytail. Her glistening, naked body was on display again, and Fire couldn’t resist taking a peek.

Helen turned slightly, catching Fire’s stare before smiling and tying the ribbon around her hair. She had purposely done it just to verify her suspicions. Fire turned away shyly, appearing to be embarrassed, but feeling satisfied deep down. She stayed in her corner of the room and waited several minutes before changing. Seeing Helen’s exposed body had left her feeling aroused and hearing Helen’s admission made her happy, but she tried to hide her emotions. Helen finished changing eventually and said goodbye, smiling at Fire before heading out. Fire felt a warm sensation as Helen left. She stood up and changed her clothes, smiling more broadly with each passing second. There was now no doubt that she was interested in pursuing Helen romantically, and that she was looking forward to wrestling WITH her, instead of against her. The cold war, apparently, was over and a new era of the Black Angels had begun. The rest was yet to be determined.