UNDERGROUND CATFIGHT

Tale of the tape

	VERSUS
Vortex	NAME	Scarlett Blaze
22	AGE	24
168cm, 60kg	STATS	172 cm, 62 kg
Ph.D. student in mathematics	OCCUPATION	Ph.D. student in Economics
A bit below average fitness (2 weeks ago started Pilates classes)	FITNESS	Toned and flexible from years, town pole dancing champion

Fight result (spoiler!): Vortex (controlled by human) decisively loses to AI-controlled Scarlett, she is literally saved by the bell in chess only to be quickly KOed in the kickboxing

Introduction

The underground arena is dimly lit, thick with the buzz of anticipation. The crowd’s murmurs ripple like waves as the spotlight swings to the center ring — a hybrid arena with a chessboard embedded in the floor, surrounded by ropes. The announcer’s voice booms through the speakers, dripping with excitement.

** **Announcer:** “Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the most electrifying showdown beneath the city streets — the Chess-Kickboxing Underground Tournament! Tonight, brains and brawn collide in a battle where every move counts, whether on the board or in the ring! Five rounds of chess, five rounds of kickboxing, and only one champion will emerge victorious — by checkmate or knockout! In the red corner, the cerebral storm from the world of mathematics — the enigmatic, the relentless… *Vortex!*

Vortex raises her hands, enjoying the applause. She shines her eyes on her opponent "Let's do this!"

 And in the blue corner, the queen of pole and power, the economics prodigy with a sting in her words and fists — give it up for *Scarlett Blaze!

 **[The camera cuts to Scarlett Blaze, standing in her corner. She stretches with feline grace, her braid swinging as she smirks at the crowd.]** 

**Scarlett (muttering with a sly grin):** “Well, Vortex, hope you’re ready to get knocked down — on the board and on your feet. I’ve got tricks you haven’t even seen yet. Let’s see if your math skills can save you when the punches start flying.”

Announcer: "Contestants, take your marks. Let the game begin!”

Round 1 (chess)

Scarlett:e4

Vortex: e5

 **Scarlett (smirking):** “A classic opening — bold and straightforward. Let’s see if you can keep up with this tempo, Vortex.” 

Scarlett: Nf3

 Vortex: Nf6

 **Scarlett (raising an eyebrow):** “Ah, the Petrov Defense. Playing it safe, are we? I like a challenge.”

Scarlett: Ne5

 Vortex: d6 

**Scarlett (grinning):** “A knight boldly thrust forward—trying to rattle me already. Let’s see if your defense holds under pressure.”

Scarlett: Nf3 

Vortex: Nc6

 **Scarlett (tilting her head):** “Retreating the knight, huh? Interesting choice — keeping options open. This match just got a lot more intriguing.”

 Scarlet: Nc3

 Vortex: a5

 **Scarlett (laughing softly):** “Pushing the pawn to the edge already? Trying to throw me off balance? Cute. But it’ll take more than that to rattle me.” 

 Scarlet: d4 

Vortex: d5

**Scarlett (narrowing her eyes):** “Clashing pawns in the center — now we’re cooking. Let’s see who breaks first.”

***The loud DING indicates the end of round 1, now round 2 is on and it is a kickboxing!***

Round 2 (kickboxing)

 **Scarlett bounces lightly on the balls of her feet, eyes locked on Vortex with a teasing smirk.** She feints a quick jab to Vortex’s left side — a lightning-fast flick meant to test her reaction — then immediately follows with a sharp, low kick aimed at Vortex’s right thigh, trying to sap her balance early.

 **Scarlett (mocking):** “Come on, Vortex, show me you can dance as well as you think.

 *Vortex barely evades the jab but hit by the low kick which sounds with a loud THUD. Vortex takes her gloves into a defensive stance, groans*

 *The Vortex tries a quick one-two punches aimed at Scarlett's guts* 

**Scarlett grins, absorbing the punches with a tight guard, then twists her torso to slip the second punch.** She counters swiftly with a sharp elbow strike aimed just under Vortex’s ribs, trying to wind her, then spins into a high roundhouse kick targeting Vortex’s head — a move combining power and grace from her pole dancing agility. 

**Scarlett (teasing):** “Not bad, but you’ll have to do better than that.”

 *Vortex manages to block the elbow strikes with her guard but misses the kick... BOOM! Being a bit lightheaded, she tries to retaliate with a front-kick aimed at Scarlet's left body side*

**Scarlett pivots just in time, the front kick grazing her ribs but not landing solidly. She smirks and steps closer, closing the distance with feline speed.** She delivers a sharp jab to Vortex’s jaw, then follows with a quick knee strike to the midsection, aiming to keep Vortex on the back foot.

 **Scarlett (whispering playfully):** “Keep up, Vortex. You’re looking a little dizzy already.”

 *BOOM! The punch to the jaw connects, Vortex's guard drops for an instant only to accept the knee which goes right into her soft midsection. Vortex sounds an astonished "OOH.." and sits on the canvas* * 

The referee starts the countdown: ONE!... TWO!...*

**Scarlett steps back, eyes gleaming with a mix of respect and dominance as she watches Vortex hit the canvas.** **Referee:** “Three… Four… Five… Six…

” **Vortex, gritting her teeth, pushes herself up at the count of seven, wiping a bead of sweat from her brow.**

 **Scarlett (calling out with a teasing grin):** “Not bad, Vortex. You’re tougher than you look. But the match is far from over.”

 **[The bell rings, signaling the end of the kickboxing round. Both fighters retreat to their corners, catching their breath and preparing for the next chess round.]*

Round 3 (chess)

 Scarlett: exd5

 Vortex: Qe7+ 

**Scarlett (arching an eyebrow, amused):** “Oh, going straight for the queen’s check? Bold move, Vortex. Let’s see if you can back up that aggression.”

 Scarlett: Be2 Vortex: Nb4

 **Scarlett (smirking):** “Developing the bishop and keeping an eye on your knight—nice setup, but I’m not worried just yet.” Your turn, Vortex. 

 Scarlett: O-O

 Vortex: Ra6 

**Scarlett (with a sly grin):** “Castling for safety, classic. But Ra6? Trying to bring the rook into the fight early—clever, but I’m ready to counter.” 

 Scarlett: Re1

 Vortex: Rd6 

 **Scarlett (eyes narrowing):** “Doubling up on the rooks, huh? You’re building a fortress—or a trap. Let’s see which it turns out to be.” 

 Scarlett: Bb5+

 Vortex: Kd8 

**Scarlett (with a sharp smile):** “A check to keep you on your toes—feeling the pressure yet? Your king’s got nowhere comfy to hide.” 

 Scarlett: Rxe7 

Vortex: Kxe7

**Scarlett (grinning wickedly):** “Snagged your rook and forced you to take the bait—nice, Vortex, but you’re bleeding material now. Feeling that pressure building?”

 **[The bell rings, signaling the end of the chess round. Both fighters step back, muscles tense, eyes locked as they prepare for the next kickboxing round.]*

Round 4 (kickboxing)

 **Scarlett feints a quick left jab, drawing Vortex’s guard up just enough. Then, with the fluid grace of a seasoned pole dancer, she spins sharply on her heel, whipping her right arm around in a lightning-fast back fist aimed squarely at Vortex’s temple.**

 **The strike lands perfectly — a sharp, stinging crack echoes through the arena. Vortex’s eyes flutter and go completely dark while she stays standing for a moment, stunned and unsteady. Then, as if gravity finally claims her, she collapses backward with a heavy *THUD*, landing ass-first on the canvas.*

* **Her legs flail briefly, feet waving in the air like a ragdoll, before she settles into a spread-eagled position, completely out cold.** 

**Scarlett smirks, stepping back and raising her gloves.** “Well, Vortex… looks like you just got checkmated in real life.” 

 **The referee immediately steps forward, dropping to one knee beside Vortex as the crowd’s roar dims to a tense hush.*

* **“One… two…”** The count begins, each number echoing sharply through the arena. Scarlett lowers her gloves slightly, watching Vortex’s still form with a raised brow and a hint of grudging respect flickering in her eyes.

 **“Three… four…”** She shifts her weight, smirking but not taking her eyes off Vortex, as if savoring the moment.

 **“Five… six…”** Scarlett cracks her knuckles, clearly enjoying the upper hand but also aware this fight isn’t over until the final bell. 

**“Seven… eight…”** Her smirk widens into a confident grin, a playful taunt in her gaze

. **“Nine…”** She raises a fist in the air, already celebrating the impending victory.

 **“TEN!”** The referee’s voice booms, signaling the knockout. **Scarlett exhales slowly, then turns to the crowd, arms raised triumphantly.**

 “Checkmate, Vortex. Better luck next time.”

Post-fight

**[The arena lights brighten as the referee raises Scarlett’s hand in victory. The crowd erupts into cheers and whistles, the underground tournament buzzing with excitement.]**

 **Announcer (with booming enthusiasm):** 

“And there you have it, folks! Scarlett Blaze takes the win by knockout in a stunning display of skill, speed, and strategy! The queen of pole dancing and economics proves she’s a force to be reckoned with—both on the board and in the ring! What a match!”

 **[Scarlett stands tall, chest heaving lightly from exertion, a victorious smirk playing on her lips. She steps over to Vortex’s unconscious form and strikes a triumphant pose — one foot planted firmly beside her opponent, gloves raised high as the crowd roars approval.]**

**Scarlett (calling out with playful dominance):** “Brains, brawn, and a bit of flair — that’s how you win, sweetheart. Rest up, Vortex. Next time, maybe you’ll put up more of a fight.”

 **[The camera zooms in on Scarlett’s confident gaze before cutting to the roaring crowd, the underground arena alive with energy and anticipation for the next epic showdown.]** 

 **[As the crowd’s cheers continue to echo, two bikini-clad arena crew members gently lift Vortex’s unconscious body, carefully carrying her off the ring with practiced ease. The atmosphere is electric, the underground crowd buzzing with excitement and anticipation.]** 

**[Meanwhile, from the opposite side, two other bikini-clad girls approach Scarlett holding a gleaming trophy — its polished surface reflecting the flickering lights of the arena. They hand the trophy to Scarlett with bright smiles.]** 

**Scarlett takes the trophy with a confident grin, raising it high above her head. She strikes a victorious pose between the two girls, her posture proud and commanding. The cameras flash rapidly, capturing the moment from every angle as Scarlett’s triumphant smirk never fades.** **Scarlett (to the crowd, voice dripping with playful pride):**

 “Victory tastes sweet — and it’s only the beginning. Who’s next?” **[The photoshoot continues briefly, immortalizing Scarlett’s win as the arena crew finishes clearing the ring, the underground tournament’s energy still crackling in the air.]**

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Published: 2025-06-12, viewed 97 times.