Jean Grey versus Bunny Bomber ~ The Start of A Feud

Bunny let out a cute 'oomp!' as she felt Jean's foot plant itself into her ass, dropping her leg and stumbling forward from her. Angrily she would turn back, rubbing at her bottom and growling at Jean.

"Still got some fight in you? Get up then!!"

Jean was moaning and making sounds like a hurt animal. She still favored ehr leg and tries to get up slowly.

As she tried to get up, Bunny quickly circled around, trying to drop down and hit the back of Jean's leg with another hard chop.

Jean got up in a daze and started to limp heavily suddenly wondering why she could not see Bunny anywhere. She ahd been in so much pain getting up that she was unable to correctly survey her surroundings. Then she saw Mimete outside waving to ehr mockingly and ehr blood started to run cold. Too late.

She felt her thigh explode into white hot agony as Bunny nailed her with the chop and once more she was down on the mat like Nancy Kerrigan screaming about her hurt leg.

With Jean down again, Bunny was sure she could end this now.

Once again, she moved around to Jean's legs, lifting one of them up slowly. With a mocking smile, she would stroke her hand down the length of it, almost like a lover's caress, then back up it, before dropping to the mat with it in tow, trying one more time to entangle the injured leg up in her figure four leglock.

Jean shuddered as tears ran down ehr face as Bunny caressed her hurt leg mockingly.

"No....no....no.."

Jean begged weakly as Bunny went to attempt the figure four leglock again but thsi time she would be successful. A lightning bolt of pain coursed up Jean's legs and body and she let out her loudest scream yet that echoed throughout the arena.

"My knee! MY KNEE!!!!!"

She started to thrash around in the hold like a seizure victim.

Bunny tightened her hold up, grinning at Jean as she put the pressure on her leg.

"That's right, you fat bitch! Scream for me! SCREAM!" she would yell angrily, her face a mix of anger and pleasure as she watched Jean thrash around.

Rage filled Jean at the comments about ehr weight. She would try to wrench herself to the side with all her might to try and turn them over...only two put that much more strain on her thigh. It felt like soemthing tore and jea would suddenly snap right back on her back and let forth another pain filled howl, throwing her hands to her teary eyes.

"Oh my God! My leg! Stop! Please stop!"

"Stop? Why the hell should I? You're the one that came down here challenging me, you sorry bitch!"

With those words, she would lean back in her hold, glaring at Jean more as she tightened her legs harder around Jean's own.

Jean would be arcing her own back, grabbing for her face and screaming all that more loudly.

"OH God! Stop! You're going to break my legs! STOP!!!!!!!"