Posted by: awesome aries
« on: November 17, 2025, 07:47:51 am »
The Final Verdict—the long-awaited clash meant to settle the rivalry between Dove Cameron and Laura Marano—had finally come to an end, and the dust seemed to have settled. Both fighters had thrown everything into the cage, determined to put their feud to rest once and for all. In a heart-pounding, back-and-forth showdown, Dove narrowly claimed victory. Despite the fierce competition, the two rivals appeared to find a measure of respect, raising each other’s hands in a show of sportsmanship to the roaring crowd at the sold-out event.
Yet, while Dove and Laura managed to bury the hatchet, their stables told a different story. Tensions simmered—and even flared—behind the scenes, with a few scraps breaking out as the epic battle’s aftermath rippled through their teams.
The Awesome Aries stable had planned a training session the next day, staying in Las Vegas to prepare for the upcoming Mexico City event. Their focus, however, was abruptly interrupted when a group of the Badass Barbies—led by Sydney Sweeney and Madison Pettis, along with a few others—strode in, clearly intent on getting their own workout.
Madison’s eyes immediately caught sight of her friend, Miranda Cosgrove, sparring briefly with Amanda Seyfried under the watchful eyes of the Aries and Wildcats team leaders, Daniela Hantuchova and Katharine McPhee.
As the sparring continued, tempers began to flare. Daniela and Katharine momentarily turned their attention to other fighters training nearby, leaving Miranda and Amanda unsupervised. Both fiery competitors, the two immediately escalated after Amanda landed a surprising swinging kick to the side of Miranda’s head. Shoves quickly followed, and it was clear they were on the verge of a full-blown fight—until Madison stepped forward, her presence commanding attention.
Madison Pettis: “Oh, Miranda… seriously? You just let that blonde weakling land that kick? But you know what. If I had done that to you, you’d be flat on the floor, lights out.”
Miranda Cosgrove: “Madison! We’re supposed to be friends! What kind of friend even says something like that?”
Amanda Seyfried: “Ha! You two are adorable. Neither of you comes close to what I can do. Face it.”
Sydney Sweeney: “Wow, Amanda… that’s some bold talk from someone who outweighs Miss Cosgrove by a good twenty pounds. Why don’t you try that on someone your own size before embarrassing yourself?”
Amanda Seyfried: “Oh really, Sydney? And who exactly would be a fair match for me? You’re not in my weight class, and honestly… you’re nowhere near my skill level.”
Hilary Duff: “Not in your weight class? Guess what—I am, and we never finished what we started back in the old UMMA days.”
Madison Pettis: “Hold on a second! This isn’t about you two. This is about me and Miranda. Everyone knows what would happen if Miranda and I actually tangled—just like our little mud wrestling scene in our last movie.”
Miranda Cosgrove: “Yeah, but that was all for fun. And if you ask me, neither of us really got the upper hand in that crazy mess.”
Madison climbed onto the ring, tossing the ropes aside, Hilary hot on her heels, and closed the distance between themselves and their two new rivals. Miranda and Amanda didn’t flinch, standing their ground as Madison and Hilary got right in their faces.
Just as the tension threatened to boil over, Daniela and Katharine returned, their presence immediately demanding order.
Daniela Hantuchova: “And just what do you two think you’re doing here?”
Sydney Sweeney: “Well, for starters, we have a little message for Miss Marano.”
Daniela Hantuchova: “Laura isn’t here. So I’m guessing that means you’ll be addressing me—and not Miranda or Amanda.”
Madison Pettis: “Well, it’s a good thing she’s not here, because the message is simple—one of our girls, mainly Victoria Justice, is looking for her. She’s not happy about what Miss Marano did to Dove.”
Daniela Hantuchova: “Oh, that’s the news, huh? Listen, Laura is done with all of this Dove drama. She needs time to recover and prepare for her next UCC contest. And let’s not forget—it was Dove who possibly injured Laura in the first place.”
Sydney Sweeney: “Here’s how it is, Daniela—Laura can either face Victoria in any kind of fight she chooses… or she can keep running until Victoria finally corners her and dishes out the beating she’s owed.”
Vanessa Marano: “Watch your mouth, Sydney. Keep talking like that and I’ll put one of my kicks straight to your skull and drop you where you stand.”
Sydney slowly turned toward Vanessa, a smirk forming as the two locked eyes.
Madison Pettis: “And let me make something very clear, Amanda—anytime you think you can land that kick on me? You’re welcome to step up and try.”
Before Daniela or Katharine could reach the ring, Amanda spun around and launched a wild kick—not at Sydney, but at Madison, who had instinctively moved to shield her teammate. The blow caught Madison off guard, nearly sending her crashing to the mat.
Hilary Duff: “Big mistake, Amanda. Now you’re going to feel my wrath.”
Without hesitation, Hilary lunged at Amanda, tackling her to the floor with brutal force. The two collided with a thud, hair tangling as they scrambled and tumbled through the ropes onto the hard floor. What had started as a warning quickly devolved into a vicious, no-holds-barred brawl.
Meanwhile, Sydney didn’t waste a second. She launched herself at Vanessa, the two crashing onto the mats in a flurry of limbs. The fight between them burned with heated intensity, every shove, grab, and strike fueled by raw anger and simmering rivalry. The training room erupted into chaos, the air thick with tension, sweat, and the sound of a clash that threatened to spiral completely out of control.
All the while, Miranda and Madison had been sizing each other up, eyes locked with simmering hostility. Suddenly, their hands tangled in one another’s long black hair, and the fight became intensely personal. Miranda pulled Madison down into a tight headlock, trying to assert control—but Madison responded with a brutal counter, driving Miranda backward into the ropes with sheer force.
Miranda retaliated with a rapid flurry of punches, but they barely landed. Madison’s movements were too fast, too precise, and Miranda’s blows sailed harmlessly past their target, only fueling her frustration.
A few of the Aries and Wildcats girls edged closer, ready to intervene, but Daniela and Katharine quickly held them back. “Stay out of this,” Daniela warned sharply. “Do not make it worse.”
The tension in the room crackled—every eye on the sparring rivals, every heartbeat bracing for the next explosive move.
By now, Sydney had twisted on top of Vanessa, raining down a series of sharp, well-placed punches to her face and body. Vanessa struggled to fend her off, but Sydney had the upper hand, her strikes relentless and precise. Just when it seemed Vanessa was about to be overwhelmed, she thrust her knees backward with brutal timing, driving them into Sydney’s back and the base of her skull. Sydney gasped from the impact, staggering forward as Vanessa yanked her long hair, throwing her off balance.
Vanessa twisted free, nearly toppling into Katharine’s waiting arms. The team leader steadied her just in time, holding her back as Sydney turned to wrench Madison off Miranda. For the next few seconds, the room was taut with suspense—every girl separated, tension crackling as they strained against the holds keeping them apart. Vanessa wiped blood from her nose and mouth, a harsh reminder of Sydney’s punishing blows. The fight had already left its mark, and the air felt charged, like the calm before yet another storm of violence.
Vanessa seethed, and Miranda mirrored her fury, both glaring daggers at the two Barbies who had unleashed such violent attacks. Meanwhile, Amanda and Hilary were locked in a brutal exchange of fists and hair pulls, each strike landing with bone-jarring impact. The room was chaos, the air thick with tension, sweat, and the sounds of a fierce melee.
But just as the main fights raged, trouble sparked at the back of the room. Addison Rae had singled out Emma Myers, picking on her with a sneering amusement that instantly drew the attention—and ire—of anyone nearby. The brewing tension threatened to ignite another conflict, one that could quickly spiral out of control amidst the already explosive scene.
Emma Myers: “Would you quit bothering me and back off before you regret it?”
Addison Rae: “Oh, so you really haven’t heard? The Aries stable and our Barbies stable are at war, sweetheart.”
Emma Myers: “What does that have to do with you yanking my hair?”
Addison Rae: “I’m giving you a head start—so you can at least try to defend yourself before I kick your scrawny ass.”
Emma shot a fierce glare at Addison—only to be suddenly shoved hard from behind by Emily Rudd. The force nearly sent her stumbling forward as Audrey Whitby barked from behind,
Audrey Whitby: “Go on, Emma! Do something! Get her!”
Emma barely had time to turn before Addison seized the moment. She lunged, fisting a handful of Emma’s hair, yanking her head sideways, and delivered a stinging slap across Emma’s face that echoed in the training hall.
Instinct kicked in. Emma’s hand shot up, fingers clawing deep into Addison’s hair. The two crashed into the crowd of girls, falling into a wild, tangled brawl, arms flailing, hair ripping, both shrieking as the fight exploded with zero restraint.
The surrounding fighters stumbled back as Addison and Emma rolled through them like a storm, their fierce, chaotic struggle adding yet another layer of violence to an already out-of-control scene.
Emily Rudd barely had a second to smirk before Rachel Cook launched herself at her, tackling her sideways in a blur of fury. At the same moment, Audrey Whitby was yanked back by Becky Gomez, who slammed her up against a heavy bag and began hammering away at her stomach and ribs.
The sudden flare-up reignited the entire room. Vanessa, blood still on her lips, saw Sydney break free and charged straight at her, shrieking. Miranda, equally furious, hurled herself back at Madison without hesitation.
Both pairs crashed to the floor, rolling in tangled chaos. Fists swung wildly. Hair was ripped. Slaps **** across cheeks. Limbs knotted together as the four girls tore into each other with raw, ugly aggression—no technique, no hesitation, just pure, furious brawling as they rolled across the mats.
And then—
Victoria Justice had seen enough. The tension, the shouting, the hits… it lit something inside her.
With zero warning, she lunged straight toward the fiery redhead in the room: Katherine McNamara.
Victoria slammed into her with a full-body tackle, sending both women crashing hard to the floor. Their hair immediately tangled as Katherine snarled and clawed at Victoria’s face, the two rolling violently, their fight instantly becoming one of the most vicious in the room.
The gym had become a full-on war zone—everywhere you looked, someone was throwing a punch, ripping hair, or screaming.
At the same time, Chandler Kinney and Tate McRae suddenly lunged at one another, and their clash turned wild almost instantly. They crashed into a row of pads, spun out, and slammed to the mats with arms and legs flying. They tore at each other’s hair while throwing wild, frantic punches—nothing clean, nothing controlled—just raw instinct in the middle of an already out-of-control brawl.
Everywhere, bodies collided. Someone screamed. Someone else cursed. Girls were stumbling, swinging, ripping hair, dragging each other across the floor. The scene had become a violent swirl of rivalries igniting at once, and any sense of a “training session” had evaporated into pure chaos.
Katharine McPhee and Daniela Hantuchova waded into the fray, shouting, grabbing limbs, trying to pull their fighters apart. Their voices barely rose above the noise as they fought to restore even a shred of order. And that’s when Kylie Jenner arrived—her presence cutting through the chaos like a blade. She didn’t hesitate; she stepped right into the madness beside them, helping force the stables apart.
By that point, Vanessa Marano had wrestled her way on top of Sydney Sweeney. Holding Sydney down by a fistful of hair, Vanessa was lashing her with vicious back-and-forth slaps, punctuating them with small but nasty punches to her full breasts. Sydney struggled, kicking and twisting, but Vanessa refused to let her free and continued raining down punches and elbows.
That ended only when Kylie stormed in, grabbed Vanessa by the hair, and yanked her off Sydney with one fierce pull—finally breaking the brutal beating and forcing the two apart as the room began to settle back into uneasy silence.
Hilary and Amanda were still out to destroy one another, twisting and snarling like a pair of wildcats who had completely forgotten where they were. They rolled across the mats, each trying to rip out the other’s hair or land the next punishing slap. Neither seemed willing to stop until someone physically removed them.
Daniela had finally pried Emily and Rachel apart, shoving them to opposite ends of the room. Katharine managed to separate Audrey and Becky with a combination of force and sharp warnings.
And that was when Dove Cameron arrived.
The instant she stepped into the room, the Barbie brawlers instinctively gravitated toward her—Sydney, Madison, Addison, all drifting behind their former teammate. Dove corralled them with sharp gestures and cold commands, giving Kylie, Daniela, and Katharine the opening they desperately needed to break apart the rest of the chaos.
Emma Myers, however, was still in serious trouble. Addison had her pinned flat on her back, gripping Emma’s hair with both hands while threatening to smash her face into the mats. Just as Addison raised her hand for another blow, Kylie stormed in, seized her by the arm, and yanked her off Emma with no patience whatsoever. Addison was shoved toward Dove's grouping before she could protest.
Meanwhile, Victoria Justice and Katherine McNamara were still locked together in a brutal tangle. Their hair was knotted in each other's fists, their legs intertwined as they rolled and snarled like neither was willing to be the one dragged away. Katharine and Daniela struggled to peel them apart—but neither fighter was giving an inch.
Then Dove stepped forward again.
Without hesitation, she grabbed Katherine McNamara by her hair, roughly ripping her off Victoria with a violent jerk, and shoved her hard toward the Aries side of the room. Katherine stumbled, barely catching her balance, fury written across her face.
For a moment, the entire gym froze—breathing hard, bleeding, furious—but finally separated.
The war zone had been halted, but the tension was only growing thicker.
Madison and Miranda were a different story. Madison had muscled Miranda onto her back, straddling her hips and trying to pin her arms, but Miranda wasn’t going down quietly. The brunette wrapped her legs around Madison’s waist and snapped them shut, locking in a crushing body scissors that made Madison grunt and twist in pain. The two clawed at each other’s hands and wrists, hair flying, their bodies jerking violently as Miranda squeezed harder and Madison tried to pry herself free. After several long, punishing seconds, Madison finally broke loose, ripping Miranda’s legs apart with a furious growl as she stumbled backward. Both girls scrambled to their feet, breathing hard, eyes blazing, looking like they were seconds from tearing into each other again.
Tempers stayed dangerously high as the two teams were mostly separated—except for one last pair who refused to break.
Hilary and Amanda were still rolling on the floor, locked in their own vicious tangle. Hilary had Amanda trapped beneath her, pressing her down by the shoulders and snarling in her face, but Amanda was holding her own with surprising power. Her legs were wrapped tightly around Hilary’s torso, ankles crossed, toned thighs squeezing with all the strength she had. Hilary winced, her body tightening as Amanda’s thighs crushed in. The Disney Princess clawed at Amanda’s wrists, trying to free her arms, but Amanda held firm, refusing to be bullied and keeping Hilary pinned under her.
Finally, Katharine and Kylie rushed in—each grabbing one of the struggling women. Katharine hooked her arms under Amanda’s and dragged her up and off of Hilary while Kylie pulled Hilary off by the shoulders while . Even then, the two kept kicking at the air, still spitting curses and trying to lunge at each other as they were hauled apart, the room once again trembling with the threat of another explosion.
Kylie Jenner planted herself between the groups like an exasperated referee, throwing her arms wide.
Kylie Jenner: “Okay, girls—what in the hell is going on here?”
The second she said it, the room erupted. Every girl on both sides started shouting at once—accusations, insults, excuses, and half-truths flying all over the place. Fingers pointed, voices climbed, and the whole pack looked ready to explode again. Kylie tried to wave them down, but nobody was listening. Katharine tried too, barking at her girls to calm down, but even she was struggling to keep them from launching round two.
Realizing they were getting nowhere, the leaders of each group finally pushed their girls back, forcing them toward opposite ends of the ballroom. Even separated, they kept glaring, pacing, and muttering about payback. Not a single one of them looked finished.
Dove stepped forward, still fuming, still trying to catch her breath from everything that had just happened.
Dove: “We all saw what happened—and I know damn well that a Marano was the one who started all this.”
A murmur rippled through the room, half in agreement, half in protest.
Victoria Justice suddenly cut through it, her voice sharp and cold.
Victoria Justice: “Laura wasn’t even there, Dove. But you know what? I still want her in the ring. I don’t care about her excuses—or you. I’m just sick of hearing her mouth off nonstop.”
Victoria’s eyes burned with the kind of irritation that had clearly been building for a long time. Around her, several girls reacted—some with surprise, others with grim satisfaction.
Both groups braced again, the room going tense, electricity building in the air… because everyone knew that Victoria Justice issuing a challenge meant things were far from over.
Kylie: “Explain yourself, Victoria. I didn’t even see Laura anywhere around.”
Victoria: “Okay, let me speak. Madison and Sydney were tangled with Cosgrove and Vanessa when I got there. Things calmed down briefly, but then something happened in the back I didn’t see, and next thing I know, McNamara’s in my face and we were fighting.”
Kylie: “Okay, Madison, Sydney—what started all this?”
Madison: “It’s simple. Me and Miranda had that mud-wrestling scrap during filming. Things never got settled, and today it boiled over.”
Sydney: “And me and Vanessa? You all know what’s going on there. I just want to kick her butt again. We went at it in the oil pit and I won 8-6. She just won't admit that I'm better than her.”
Dove: “That’s all fine, but it still doesn’t explain one thing—where’s Laura and why does Victoria want to fight her?”
Victoria: “I don’t care where she is. I want her in the ring. Get it set up, or I’ll go find her myself.”
Kylie: “Fine, I’ll set it up. But are you sure, Victoria? You and McNamara were tearing into each other. I figured you’d want that settled first.”
Dove: “Marano and I are done. Let me deal with Lauren Donzis—she’s still running her mouth. Victoria can take Laura, and Joey King’s been dying to kick McNamara’s butt anyway.”
Kylie: “Fine by me. Let’s get this under contract with Daniela’s team.”
Across the room, Laura arrived with the Aries crew, demanding answers. Daniela and her girls reacted much like Kylie’s—fed up and furious. That brought the three leaders together, and Kylie pulled out a contract.
Kylie: “Alright, you two—listen. My girls are done putting up with yours. Look this over and tell me where you stand.”
Daniela and Katharine scanned the paperwork.
Daniela: “Okay, Kylie. We’re in. How about the boxing ring to settle all of this properly?”
Kylie: “That’s all my girls want. And just to be clear—since Dove and Laura are basically done with each other, Victoria Justice wants Laura in the ring, and Dove’s satisfied putting Lauren Donzis on her ass. The rest of the matchups speak for themselves. Any objections?”
Daniela: “None. My girls are fine with it—including Laura. But let’s make one thing clear: Marano and Dove can’t be seconds in any match where they might cross paths.”
Kylie: “Fine. We’ll finalize seconds at the event.”
Daniela: “Good. Then let’s get it posted and secure a venue.”
Kylie: “I’ll handle that. I’m sure the MGM Grand will be more than happy to host the event. Now, let’s get back to our teams.”
Kylie gathered her girls and went over the results of her talks with Daniela and Katharine. The team pored over the contract, nodding and exchanging satisfied smiles, eager for what was coming.
Across the room, Daniela and Katharine laid out the rules for their battles with the Barbies team. Even Laura was smiling, clearly pleased with the outcome. “I’ll be more than happy to take Victoria down,” she said, a glint of determination in her eyes. I don't know what hr problem is but rest assured, she will regret ever challenging me.
The matchups were finalized:
Amanda Seyfried would tangle with Hilary Duff.
Vanessa Marano would fight Sydney Sweeney
Lauren Donzis would fight with Dove Cameron
Miranda Cosgrove would go at it with Madison Pettis.
Laura Marano would fight Victoria Justice.
Katherine McNamara would go at it with Joey King.
Audrey Whitby would fight Becky Gomez
Chandler Kinney would fight Tate McRae
Emma Myers would fight Addison Rae
Emily Rudd would go at it with Rachel Cook
Kiernan Shipka would tangle with Sabrina Carpenter
Each girl agreed to her opponent and the matches were set.
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