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"We're going to see what color you bleed tonight."

Lots of things go full circle. Jessica knew that. All of her attacks seemed to come back to her in the end. The Violent Violet did not mind of course. It was another chance for her to get into the spotlight, another chance for her to notch another W which would be so vital on her way to the belt. Ralph was just an unfortunate victim on her path to greatness, and if he had to spend a few days in the hospital, so be it.The path to the belt could be stacked high with bodies, and Jessica would not care. All the staff in the arena knew that, which is why they were giving the Violent Violet a wide berth. She paced around her dressing room. This would not be a normal match, and Jessica knew that. Tonight would see an affair of honor, similar to a Shakespearian tragedy. Except this would involve crap loads of violence. Hell in a cell. No DQ. Both were music to Jessica's ears.She was wearing her usual red, gold and black attire. The whole get up was capped off delightfully with her red wrestling boots, and Jessica was looking good. One of the little worker bees was brave enough to stick his head in the door, and Jessica wordlessly stepped outside. She was making her way to the staging area, getting herself hyped up for the match. She had been performing really well recently, and she wanted to see that streak continue.Jessica marched down to the cell, and the crowd went wild. They were here for sex and violence, and if they weren't going to get sex tonight, then they were assured tons of violence between Jessica and Juni. The Violent Violet flung the door open, and stepped inside the cage.Jessica threatened.