How about I make you all squirm like worms instead?
by Devilz Child
The lights went down suddenly, and remained dark while the notes and lyrics of Guns n Rose's 'Black Leather' crawled through the sound system. Suddenly, with a sonic boom that disrupted the music for a split-second, a large ball of rolling, hot flames descended from the ceiling of the arena, throwing shadows into the dimly lit vicinity. The fans were riveted by it, watching without blinking their mortal eyes in fear of missing something important. The fireball circled about the ring, just hovering over the ropes before it floated into the middle of the square. It quivered softly, only to erupt with a roar into one massive, fiery column that extended well above the ring, flames licking at the steel beams overhead. Once the fire disappeared, all that was left within the ring was Devilz Child, covered in a long, brownish red cloak with the hood up so that only her face could be seen, with a half smile upon her scarred lips. Her eyes reflected the color of the flames from which she had emerged only to slowly return to their natural dark brown.
She swept around the perimeter of the ring, her fingertips grazing the turnbuckles in her journey. Each corner exploded with another burst of fire as she passed by it. Coming upon the fourth one found her face-to-face with Captain Viper, the snarky smirk and the set of her hands on her hips not deterring the brunette demoness from reaching out to touch that turnbuckle and setting it aflame. At long last, the Princess of Hell returned to the center of the ring, immediately removing the cloak and sending it floating over the ropes to flutter to the floor, revealing herself completely.
Calf-high, black leather bitch boots were on her feet, accompanied by the black dagger sheath that settled at her ankle, the Legend of the Vampire's Curse residing there. The rest of her body was adorned by a dark red leather half tanktop and dark red leather pants, her specialized leather choker around her neck, the Devilz Child and sibling marking tattoos bared to be seen like brands on cattle. Her two-toned curls of dark brown and black were confined at the back of her head in a single long braid, leaving the length at just below her mid-back area.
As her theme died down, Devilz Child removed the dagger sheath, handing it off to a ringside tech with a growling threat of death should it be mishandled. Straightening up once more, she moved to the far ropes, tugging on them to stretch out her muscles while keeping her eye on Viper, slightly curling her lip at Viper's costume. The pair of women remained alert of one another's movements while waiting for the remaining participants of the match to arrive.