Hardcore POW Match - Roni Mancini vs. Evelyn Fallanger (Apex Qualifier)

[Dubski]

Roni Mancini watched Evelyn fly and land in the crowd, sending many members of the audience falling over as a result. With a sneer, she watched the carnage as Miss Fallacy was trying to apologize for it. She didn't care what it took, she was going to bring as much pain and humiliation as she could to Evelyn right now. "Oh, you're going to be sorry... You're going to be more sorry than you've ever been in your life!" bellowed the Hitwoman as she stomped forward.

Then, a chair hit her shins, making her growl out in pain. Then another that she managed to side step. And then a third that she lifted a boot up and stomped down on it. "You are really asking for it, you helpless little kitten!" yelled Mancini as she moved more quickly before Evelyn could grab another. She grabbed hold of Fallanger's hair tight then. "Don't you even dare!" Then, Roni would attempt to yank Evelyn up and over the barricade. She wasn't about to stop right there though. She planned to pull her halfway over the barricade, and then once she had her where she wanted her, she would fire a hard knee towards Evelyn's face, hoping to catch her while she was helpless and continue to bring on the pain!

[Monsy]

The list of worse experiences was starting to grow short.
A sort of feel of survival was sinking in like a blunt knife. The whipping of chairs was thrown with sweaty palms, simply buying time with no real strategy in mind. There’s never been time for plans anymore. Here, it was all out the window. Not that it even worked, as Evelyn scooted, trying to flee but was paralyzed by the grip against her hair. She clammed up and followed - maybe by some delusion, things would be better if she just scampered with the legs of a newborn lamb.

“Can we just… g-go back to the ring?” Evelyn whimpered, doubling over the barricade until the strands screamed against her scalp. Her hands gripped onto Roni’s wrists to alleviate the pressure, but the bar continued to eat into her lithe belly. But it was all petty when that knee struck her naked face. “GAH!” The shot left her brain ringing. Her head snapped up, then floated back down into a slump. Her hands fell and dangled. She’d continue to groan but not so much as twitch, with a trickle of blood leaking from her nose.

[Dubski]

Roni Mancini had hit the knee rather swiftly with Evelyn's head, leaving her flopping down over the barricade. She teetered, limply, her weight as close to evenly distributed as it could get. "Go back in the ring?" asked Roni, glaring at her. "Oh, I forgot that you were calling the shots here. Do you think you should be doing that when you clearly don't even know which way is up now?" taunted the Hitwoman, regarding the clothesline-hung girl in front of her.

The Italian powerhouse would then give Fallanger's body a shove, allowing her to dump on the ringside area. Then, Roni would grab hold of one of the steel chairs that Miss Fallacy had thrown towards her in a panic. "Don't worry... maybe I'll end this quick. You just need to get back up, kitten. And that's not a request, that's a demand..." Resting her weight on the steel chair, she would stand over Evelyn, waiting for her. And if she would get to her knees and start to get up, she would swing that steel chair down upon her cranium with tremendous force, trying to completely blast her head with the wicked weapon.

[Monsy]

Evelyn flopped like a towel. Black swamps were all over her eyes. The bar eating into her belly was just a backwater to how sick she felt. She’s dealt with this level of pain only on an occasion or two, often, it just made her tired. Numbness spread like a fire and waged a war. The only downside is when pain strikes again and wakes you up, with Evelyn tumbling over, a wet heap of sweat and shivering pride. Her way of clambering onto her hands and knees was almost drunk. “Ghh…. I can’t do it…” One arm collapsed and she dipped on one shoulder, but the other remained. She slipped down onto her elbows, and was choking up. Another dam of tears was breaking the lines and streamed down her face. There was just no comfortable way to move a muscle. “I-I can’t get up! Can’t… Can’t! C-Can’t…”

Fallacy leaned into the barricade, pawing her fingers against the bars, scaling gradually until she was just about to stand on her knees, when she looked up and saw only a black flash. Then white. The crowd cringed from the crack. Fallacy was paralyzed in place. Her head, just at the hairline, had opened up. She looked dead. Empty eyes devoid of a soul. Her limbs slowly slipped and she teetered forward, flopping again, this time face-down with a half-open maw to drool against the ground.

[Dubski]

Roni Mancini stood over Evelyn after the thunderous crack of the steel chair over her opponent's skull. She was ruthless, unrelenting, and her first outing back made it very clear she wanted to make a statement; that statement came in the trickle of blood over Fallanger's utterly shocked face, and then her face in the padded outside in shock. There was no more fight in Evelyn now--that much was clear. And Roni stood over her with a bitter look on her face before throwing the chair off to the side, looking down at her.

"Night night, kitten... You're mine," said the Hitwoman menacingly. She would then place her boot underneath Evelyn's unconscious form and then kick her over onto her back. Fallanger's limp body didn't resist, completely at the wills of whatever Roni wanted to do with her now. But now, she just wanted to pin her and finish off this match with dominant display. She wanted to finish the quick work she made of Evelyn, so she shouted up at the referee who was watching worriedly from the ring and shouted, "Get the fuck over here and count her out!"

Mancini would then put her boot on Evelyn's face, turning her head to the side as the blood kept dribbling on her face. The platinum-haired girl simply laid there, non-reactive as Roni had the humiliating pin on her, barely even touching her.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

The bell was sounded and Roni was declared the winner to a chorus of boos. Looking rather satisfied with herself, the Italian stood over Fallanger and shouted, "That's what happened! She is my bitch now! And I'm going to make sure to demolish her in privacy too... So don't you even worry!" shouted Mancini with a sneer.

And with that, she grabbed hold of Evelyn's limp arm and began to drag her carcass away, swatting away at medical personnel who wanted to check on Fallanger. Scowling at them, as she got to the foot of the stage, Roni Mancini complied and tossed her arm down, letting the medical team carry her out on a stretcher to check on her properly. And the Hitwoman would have been up the ramp, satisfied with her dominating win, and with a new prize too. Only now, she needed to wait to get her prisoner. But once she was released, Evelyn Fallanger was all Roni Mancini's to have her way with... and there were so many things that Roni was thrilled to do to her.

Winner: Roni Mancini