12 years ago, somewhere in Europe, there was a human trafficking operation, where young children are kidnapped for their organs to be harvested and to be given to the rich. There, a girl with no name sat quietly. She thought that there was no point in hoping for a better life, she knew that these pointless thoughts would lead to disappointment. Sooner or later, she would have her organs harvested and be disposed of, and that day came quickly. She was escorted to the place where they would do their operations, and just as she was about to be put under, one of the walls of the facility busted open. The traffickers dropped what they were doing and immediately rushed to defend their operation. There were sounds of a struggle, with loud bangs that sounded like they were coming from a huge object and screams of terror from the traffickers.
The sounds quickly died down before the dust could even settle. As the smoke cleared, it became clear what had happened. Bodies of the traffickers were littered on the ground, with many having their skulls bashed in and throats slit. A trio consisting of three people, two men and one woman, wearing tactical gear had caused this. One of them was carrying a large, solid metal cylinder.
"Reporting to Mr. Wolf, the operating room has been successfully breached"
The woman said, speaking to a communicator. She looked around and saw the girl, and the others who were after her. She clicked her tongue.
"What a bunch of sickos." She mutters to herself.
"Lead them outside! I'll stay behind to look for stragglers."
She ordered the two men. They promptly gathered the remaining children to lead them to safety. As they had their backs turned, one of the traffickers survived and was ready to shoot the woman. The girl noticed him raising his pistol, and immediately tackled him. He misfires, alerting the trio. With haste, the woman immediately runs up to the shooter and crushes his skull with the metal cylinder, killing him instantly.
"Thanks kid."
She said calmly. The girl instinctively hugged the woman, sobbing uncontrollably. She thought she had lost all hope, but the little hope she had left shined through. The woman noticed her scars, with a large one running from vertically from her chest all the way down to her stomach. She grimaced in disgust.
"What do you say we keep this one?"
She asked her teammates. The two nodded in agreement.
"Say, what's your name?"
She knelt to ask. The child had almost forgotten the name that she had been given prior to being abducted. She hesitated for a second.
"Tamar. My name is Tamar Dadiani." She said as they walked out of the facility.
From there, the woman trained Tamar how to
defend herself, meeting other martial arts masters along the way. Of course, she met her older brother figure, Hobin Choi, during this time. The woman was surprised by Tamar's seemingly unending growth, that despite being deprived of the most basic necessities for multiple years she grew to be over 180 centimeters tall, and around 96 kilograms.
Tamar soon left their organization to fend for herself. She knew that it would be more comfortable staying there, but she also wanted to find her own way in life, which led to her dominating an all-female underground fighting organization in Europe named The Valkyries.
Despite all the money she had earned, she wasn't satisfied. She had developed a taste for fighting the strong. She searched far and wide for any who could challenge her, and her search ended quickly as she heard of the Paraiso organization. There was just one problem, Paraiso does not host mixed gender matches, so she took it upon herself to convince the Chairman in person, and the rest is history.
Now she stands here in this grand arena where many of the world's most powerful men have fallen, to show that she has what it takes to be titled the strongest in the world.
"And now for round 2, match 6!
Aleksandr "The Ice King" Jovovich versus Tamar "Havoc" Dadiani!!!"
Both fighters size each other up.
"Fighters are you ready!?"
They both get into their stances and nod.
"Then…BEGIN!!!"
The fight starts and Aleksandr throws a heavy straight, Tamar slips but Aleksandr follows up with a knee which she blocks. Tamar pushes him back and quickly jabs, stunning Aleksandr for a split second.
Tamar follows up by grabbing his arm, and sweeping his leg, throwing him onto the ground.
"An Uchi Mata from Tamar!
Aleksandr's gonna want to get off the ground quickly!"
Tamar attempts to stomp him, but Aleksandr rolls away and nicks her foot, causing her to fall as well. Aleksandr attempts to mount but Tamar hits a forearm blow, swatting him away. Tamar's now on the offensive and is attempting to get on top with a choke.
Aleksandr's not letting her, and now it's a battle of who can get the better position.
"They're rolling around like snakes!" Marco Rivera watches from the stands.
"What an intense ground grapple exchange!"
He thinks to himself, praising the two fighters as they continue to try to strangle each other. The exchange stops as Aleksandr's able to kick Tamar away. The two get up. They're covered in dust and sweat, but neither fighter is backing down just yet.
"Look at that! They just got out of that heated ground grapple exchange, but it looks like they still want more!"
As Aleksandr analyzes the situation, a huge bead of sweat drops from his forehead down to his cheek. He's nervous.
"Just from that short exchange, and the fact that she defeated THE Jawad Uzman last round, tells me everything I need to know."
Aleksandr braces himself.
"This woman was built to fight!"
He thinks as he charges in with a tackle. Tamar prepares to defend, but he switches it up at the last second and delivers a devastating elbow uppercut. Tamar disconnects from reality for a second.
"But I've got the upper hand when it comes to experience!"
Aleksandr thinks, as he grabs her waist, lifts her up, and slams her to the ground. Tamar flinches in pain and prepares to defend herself against the ground and pound. Aleksandr begins showering her with relentless hammer fists.
"Damn! What a nasty combination! Tamar's gonna need to do something extraordinary to escape!"
In the slightest gap between the hammer fists, Tamar rises and hits Aleksandr in the throat, stunning him. He lets his guard down which allows Tamar to get him in a front Triangle Choke.
"A blow to the neck and an immediate choke following! Tamar's relentless!"
Aleksandr struggles, attempting to stand up while prying her legs open. She continues pressuring him, which causes him to fall.
However, the fall caused her to let go of her hold and Aleksandr recomposes. As Tamar attempts to get up, Aleksandr hits her with a check hook to the jaw.
"Aleksandr clocks Tamar with a nasty hook!"
Tamar stumbles trying to stay standing, Aleksandr's not going to let this opportunity go to waste.
"Looks like Aleksandr's about to start one hell of a combo!"
He charges in and starts with a shovel hook to the liver. He follows up with a 1-2 combo to the face, another body blow, and an elbow to the jaw. Tamar tries to defend, but Aleksandr grabs her arm and throws her to the ground.
"Damn! What a combination! Is the fight over already!?'
Aleksandr attempts a soccer kick just in case Tamar gets up, but she regains consciousness and rolls away. Aleksandr wants to follow up, but he feels as though something's amiss. He stays in position.
In the infirmary, Francisco Luna notices what has happened.
"Hm, so there's more than one person like that in this tournament."
He comments. Waldemar, who's right beside him, notices as well.
"Yeah. Poor girl. She may win a lot of fights, but she's not gonna last long."
He adds. Jack overhears their conversation and looks at Leonardo.
"More than one..? Is he referring to Leonardo?"
He thinks to himself, before redirecting his attention back to the fight.
Tamar rises from the ground with a huge smile on her face. She spreads her arms wide.
"What fun this is!"
She shouts, as blood drips from her nose and mouth. Despite her life before the point of her rescue, despite her being raised to the best she could have been by those in the organization, she developed a taste for blood, and what else could satisfy that craving if not a great fight?
Jack realizes what had happened, and once more glances at Leonardo.
"So that's what he meant. I can definitely see the similarities. Though, what Waldemar said worries me more."
He thinks to himself.
Aleksandr switches from a grappling stance to a striking stance. Tamar inches closer.
Aleksandr follows, until the two are within striking distance. They stay almost still, making light adjustments to their stances.
"What an intense stare down! Who will break the silence first!?"
The two stare intensely at each other. One with a stoic, cold face, and the other brandishing the smile of the devil. Aleksandr feints, Tamar reacts, but it was just a taunt.
Tamar throws a jab, Aleksandr parries, but the two stay in position.
"They're just teasing each other at this point!"
Aleksandr goes in with a straight, but Tamar anticipated that and preemptively launched a roundhouse kick to the head, heavily stunning Aleksandr. She follows up with a spin kick once again to the head, sending him to the floor.
"Two mean kicks straight to Aleksandr's head! His brain must be bouncing around like crazy in there!"
Aleksandr gets up and ducks under Tamar's follow-up kick. He counters with a side kick to the body and follows up with a flurry of punches which Tamar redirects. The flurry ends as she catches the last punch. She then pulls him in for a headbutt, knocking him to the floor once more.
"And a nasty headbutt! Aleksandr's down again!"
Tamar tries finishing him off with an axe kick, but Aleksandr gets up and sweeps her leg, causing her to fall. He follows up with a spinning back kick to the head, knocking her away. Aleksandr recomposes, Tamar despite the damage, continues smiling and gets back into a fighting stance.
"What a counterattack from Aleksandr, but it looks like Tamar wants even more! Just what can put her down!?"
Both fighters are covered in blood, sweat, and the arena's dust, but neither of them are about to back down now. Aleksandr drops his guard. Tamar is confused.
"If you're still standing after this, then you've won. Prepare yourself."
He lunges forward with a right straight. Tamar parries, but she sees that it was a feint for his left, but Tamar anticipated that as well. She grabs his shoulder and under his arm, her arms working in tandem with her leg and hip to raise him up, finally culminating in a swift throw to counter his desperate straight.
Aleksandr is thrown to the floor.
"A Yama Arashi! Tamar used his own weight against him!"
Tamar continues smiling, but she gets on one knee. The referee raises her hand up.
"And the winner is…TAMAR "HAVOC" DADIANI!!!"
She gets up soon after.
"Just a few more…"
She mutters to herself as she leaves the arena.