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Ramona stood immediately after the kick out and marched menacingly toward the ref. Her attention was torn away from the official by her brother smacking the apron. She moved to the ropes near him and stared down at him. They held gaze, having that strange communication that only they seemed capable of. She turned and looked at Grace as Rex leaned forward.

"You've got fight, Grace. But do you have enough to get back up. Do you think that you still have a fighting shot at winning?"

Grace ran off and Ramona chased like hunter she was. She thought she was getting close but then before she knew it, Grace was launching herself off the rope. She had just processed the thought that she needed to stop when the cannonball formerly known as Grace collided with her and sent her to the mat.

Ramona was rolled and the submission was locked in. Yet Ramona seemed unfazed. She didn't fight or squirm or trash. She just smiled.

"See what the light of The Serpent can give? Look at that flexibility. You can't bend her to your will."

Ramona's smile widened as the hold was deepened. Rex laughed and looked out at the crowd. He gestured toward his sister in the ring who continued to take the abuse that submission move gave. Then he turned his attention back to the women in the ring.

"You see. The Serpent bends but it does not break. My sister is a true viper. Able to take whatever stretch you have without worry. My sister won't tap, Grace.

Ramona pushed herself up and rested on her fists while the rest of her lay flat on the mat behind her, resembling the serpent that her brother claimed they were a part of.

"You can't tame a serpent, Grace. You can't break or crush them. But they can most certainly crush you."

Her eyes looked to Grace and watched as she tripped and fell.

"Finish her!" Rex called. Ramona crawled forward quickly and attempted to quickly grab Grace and lock her in her signature Anaconda Vice. If she was successful, Rex would start to laugh on the outside and start pounding on the mat to cheer on his sister.

Ramona released the hold and stood, moving to the center of the ring. Rex slid into the ring and approached his sister. He gave her a big hug as a reward for her victory before moving to her side and raising her arm in victory.

"And here is your winner. She is The Vipress...Ramona Tyler."

Rex moved to the side of the ring and asked for a mic. One was passed to him and he stood over Grace as he held the mic up.

"That was a good effort, little bird. But not good enough. You are going to have to do a whole lot better if you want to get to the top. Who knows? Maybe if you had joined our family, you'd be having your hand raised right now instead of feeling pain and disappointment. My offer stands. Join and enjoy greatness. Refuse and suffer. Come along, sister. Let's leave your friend to lick her wounds."

Rex tossed the mic away and dropped to roll out of the ring. Ramona stood in the ring for a moment and stared down at Grace. She felt conflicted. There was the part of her that wanted to make sure that her friend was ok. That wanted to have a friend at all. But then there was the loyalty she had to her family and the fear of what would happen if she broke that. Rex stood and waited and a moment later, she rolled out as well and followed Rex into the back.