[I'm not a bad person...]♠
"You again?" Raven scoffed as I entered the battledome. She seemed amused to see me. The usual red mist gathered around her feet, and she stood up as tall as she could, with her chest stuck noticeably outward. Her 'twins' were hard to miss.
"Don't sound TOO happy to see me," I replied wryly, straightening out my dark jacket. "Looks like I'll be your opponent for this round."
"Ohoho!" Her laughter filled the stadium. "So... you want a piece of me?" She bent forward seductively. "Then how about you come and get some..."
I raised my Archangel's blade. "I suppose it would be rude to refuse," I said with a smirk, and rushed to meet her challenge. We clashed over at her side of the arena - she blocked my strike with her claws, but only barely. Raven recoiled back, crouching in the mist, and pounced at me when I moved to strike again. She connected, and I was knocked backwards, and our bodies became entangled in the red fog.
After a great deal of struggling, I wrestled myself up on top of Raven and pinned her down. Her chest heaved, and she flailed violently, but I would not let her go. "Sorry," I told her, "but I guess you don't have to wonder any more..." I smiled at her. "I prefer the top position."
With that, I pierced her vampiric body with my Archangel's blade, and the battle ended.

♠
[...I just have bad luck.]