Skylar Jones Vs. Cecilia Lombard: Apex Predators

[Deskfan45]

Standard Match
Win by pinfall, submission, or knockout
Winner will be considered for the LAW World Openweight Championship

All her life, Skylar Jones had been nothing. Nothing but the illegitimate daughter of some whore, nothing but an outcast who played alone on the playground, nothing but a slut teenager with no friends. She remembered the way people looked at them when her mom walked her to school. They looked down on both of them. For Maya selling her body to make ends meet, for Skylar's bizarre behavior, for the two of them needing to shoplift food to stay fed. Their eyes were filled with disdain. School was all the same. Her teachers easily grew frustrated by her eccentricities, and her classmates avoided her. From a young, young age, she was a loner. Her mom was the only person she had. To the world, she was a dirty puppy to be kicked around and stepped on. But you can only kick a dog so many times before it bites you. At sixteen years old, Skylar learned that the only way someone like her could get respect, was to be feared. After she beat three girls to a bloody pulp, putting one in the hospital for severe brain damage, people looked at her not with disdain, but with dread. Skylar loved it. She was high on the power that fear gave her, and she turned into the most cruel villain she could become. She channeled everything through wrestling, unleashing all her pent up anger on her opponents. She broke noses, arms, legs. At first, wrestling was just a way for the high school dropout to have a career, and let out all her frustrations on the poor souls she shared the ring with, but as her reputation developed, Skylar realized... She could use this to prove everyone wrong. Everybody said she'd never amount to anything. Neighbors, teachers, classmates, they all said she'd grow up to be some two bit criminal, breaking into houses, selling crack on the street, hell maybe she'd follow in her mother's footsteps and whore herself out. Gritting her teeth in anger, she made it her mission to make fools of them all. She wasn't gonna be a a drug dealer. She wasn't gonna be a burglar. She wasn't gonna be a damn prostitute. She was gonna be World Champion.

And so she embarked on a years long journey, full of blood, sex, victory, and defeat. She traveled all over the world, asserting her dominance as a wild, violent lunatic who had no qualms, no hesitation in the face of beating up and humiliating another person. She climbed the ladder, from the bingo halls and gymnasiums of the indies, to the cum soaked rings of SWF, to the bright lights and massive arenas of LAW. She swore she'd bust through any wall between her and the title, or break down trying, but she never conceived that one of those walls might be a close friend... Cecilia Lombard was Skylar's tag partner, someone with a similarly troubled past. Ever since they joined forces, Sky felt closer and closer to Cecilia. Shortly after they formed a team, they went on the road together as travel cohorts for several months, and during that time they had gotten to form a deep bond. And now, that bond would be tested, as they were forced to fight each other over something they both desperately wanted, and only one of them could have. When they received the news, Skylar confronted Cecilia in the locker room to let her know that she had no intention of holding back, and Cecilia harshly responded in kind. Tempers flared up, and soon enough, punches were thrown. What ensued was a violent brawl that was broken up by several other members of the locker room. The two hadn't spoken to each other since. Skylar didn't want to fight Cecilia, but... she couldn't hold back. This was her shot at getting her name in the running as to who the first World Champion in LAW's history would be. She knew Cecilia wouldn't be pulling any punches either. This was going to be a long, bloody war of a match between two the most dangerous, most sadistic women LAW had to offer. She just hoped she and Cecilia could still be friends afterwards....

"Ladies and gentleman, this contest is an APEX MATCH set for ONE FALL! Coming first to the ring, from Perry, Iowa, weighing in at 162 pounds, the Brawling Puppet, SKYLARRRRRR JOOOOONES!!!!!!!"

Skylar

Music

Skylar descended down the entrance ramp with a scowl on her face, and her fists at her sides. She couldn't afford to show weaakness right now, especially not to Cecilia. The crowd roared with a mixed but loud reaction as she rolled into the ring, her fans and haters alike making as much noise as they could. The sound of it managed to make the solemn Sky crack a smile. She climbed to the middle turnbuckle, and made a throat slitting gesture with her thumb, before jumping back down to the mat and waiting for Cecilia, butterflies in her stomach for what was to come...

[CaptainL]

Perhaps it was inevitable that Skylar Jones and Cecilia Lombard would be drawn to one another. They shared in their sadism, their recklessness, their refusal to hold back and their willingness to do whatever was necessary in order to take their opponents down, but perhaps most of all, they shared a purpose. Like Skylar, Cecilia had come from nowhere, where she had nothing. She'd never had a consistent roof above her head until she was in her teens, born to a single mother who couch-surfed her way through life until the day she died and left Cecilia behind to raise herself. She never had anything her classmates did; she never even had the chance to. Anything she wanted, she was going to have to take by force. And when her journey took her through the ranks of professional wrestling, jumping between promotions and achievements on her way to LAW, she knew what her purpose was. If she didn't have anything to be proud of in her life, she would make it herself. She'd give herself a reason to be proud - she would be the greatest wrestler the world had ever seen.

Skylar started out as a stepping stone to all of that. She knew how notorious the brunette was, and the mayhem she was capable of producing. She knew it would be better to have someone like her on her side than against her - she could weaponize that aggression, turn it against her enemies, and she wouldn't have to worry about it coming her way. Over time, as the two wrestled together and traveled together, Skylar and Cecilia grew to know each other more and more. They knew all the thoughts and feelings, the hopes and dreams and aspirations, that they shared. Cecilia was hesitant to admit it...but she had come to consider Skylar the closest thing she'd ever had to a friend.

But for as close as they grew to one another, for how much they learned of each others' secrets, both women would soon discover that they shared the same goal. They both needed to prove themselves. They both needed to win. The highest achievement open to them, the greatest prize in their line of work, was at last up for grabs - and neither would be content until they had it in their clutches. But those aspirations were bound to come into conflict. The World Openweight Championship was a prize they couldn't share. If they both made it to an Apex match, then only one of them could enter contention. And if it came down to this...then Cecilia was willing to do whatever she needed. Even if it meant turning on Skylar Jones.

"AAAAND her opponent, from Detroit, Michigan!! Weighing in at 135 pounds! CECILIAAAA LOMBAAAARD!!"

Spoiler

As soon as the announcer had called her name, the lights went dark. It was only as the music kicked in that the lights finally shone down on the entrance ramp - where Cecilia stood, back straight, legs apart, and with her gaze locked dead ahead on the ring. Often, she sported a smug smirk when going into matches she was sure she could win, against opponents she knew were beneath her. Cecilia still had every intention of winning now. But she knew Skylar, and she knew she was a cut above. Skylar wasn't like everyone else who would crumble as soon as she had her in a hold. She was sure to give her a challenge, testing her strength and her will to go after the title. But then...Cecilia was ready for that. And when she stared back at Sky, it was with a cold, flat expression, one that could have looked straight into her soul.

As she advanced toward the ring, Cecilia kept her arms folded, making every motion with purpose. Her feet came down with a stomp for every step she took. She paid no heed to the fans or the photographers, or to the ring girls and crewmembers running away as she came close. Her gaze never strayed from Skylar, and when she stepped up to the apron, she took a moment to roll out her shoulders before she locked onto the brunette, staring her dead in the eye.

"It's come to this," Cecilia muttered as she rolled through the ropes. "If you think I'm going to go easy on you...think again. This is the closest I've ever been to the glory I'm after, and I don't take that lightly."

[Deskfan45]

The lights went out, plunging the arena into darkness as the ambiance of Cecilia's music hummed through the building. Skylar leaned on the corner turn buckle, hands in her pockets and eyes closed. If you asked Sky, Cecilia's entrance was among the best in LAW. So simple, yet so cool and intimidating, not to mention what a banger Holy Diver was. For their tag team debut, before they'd decided on their team entrance music, they'd had this same entance. Only Skylar had forgotten to stand and wait for the lights to come on, and was halfway down the ramp by the time the music hit it's crescendo. She smirked, chuckling at the memory, before again falling solemn. Depending on how this night went, that memory may well be tainted by regret... The lights came on, and in an instant, Skylar and Cecilia's eyes focused in on one another, watching each other's every move as Cecilia marched down the ramp. With every step her partner took, they were closer to their inevitable confrontation. Her heart was beating fast as they were soon face to face. She narrowed her eyes as Cecilia said her piece. "Yeah?... Well I ain't goin' easy on you either. You better be ready to kill me." She said, glaring into Cecilia's brown eyes.

DING DING DING!!!

The bell rang. Sky took a breath, before getting into a boxing stance, her fists clenched tightly, and her feet planted firmly on the ground. Normally, Skylar was known to charge in with reckless abandon, raining down hell with strikes and throws. But with stakes this high, and an opponent like Cecilia, she couldn't afford to do that. She knew what her partner was capable of. She'd watched her break women down and torture them with a wide arsenal of agonizing holds. If Cecilia managed to get her on the ground, she'd be in for a world of hurt. Instead, she stood firmly, watching Cecilia for any sudden moves, mindful of her feet should Cecilia attempt a take down.

[CaptainL]

Some wrestlers would have hesitations when it came to facing a friend and partner, especially in a match with so much on the line. They might be nervous. They might be afraid of hurting their friend, or compromising their friendship. Cecilia...had no such reservations. She knew what needed to be done. Maybe it would get ugly, maybe it would hurt - but she couldn't leave a shot at the top title on the table, no matter who she had to take down to get there. The moment she looked up, and her eyes met Skylar's, she could feel an electric charge run through her from head to toe. She couldn't look away. She couldn't take her eyes off the reason she was here...and she couldn't show any weakness around an opponent who wouldn't hesitate to take advantage of it, either.

When she and Skylar met in the center of the ring, Cecilia stared her down through narrowed eyes, her expression cold and uncaring. She wasn't looking at the one friend she'd ever had right now, she told herself. She was looking at her opponent. The last woman between her and an Apex victory, and a woman to whom she could show no mercy. Skylar said a few words of her own - but Cecilia was unmoved. All she did was raise her hands, cracking her knuckles as she shot back a cold whisper. "That can be arranged."

From the start of the match, Cecilia could see that Skylar looked to be focused on her striking prowess. That didn't surprise her - it was what she was good at. Maybe she wasn't the most cunning, or the most technically sound, but she could definitely hit hard. And when she was standing her ground, as though waiting for her opponent to be the one to make the first move, that put Cecilia on her toes. If she could get Skylar to lower her guard, she could strike...but the hard part was making that happen. For now, she would get down into a stance, strafing around Skylar in a circle. Her eyes were locked on her, studying every motion. A few times, she ducked in to feint a coming strike, but each time she jumped back out of range. If Skylar fell for the bait, though...that's when she would be ready for her.

[Deskfan45]

Skylar and Cecilia squared off in the ring, fists up as they watched each other wearily, waiting for the other to make her first move. With every feint Cecilia made, Skylar's body tensed, ready to block any strike she might throw, but she wouldn't let herself be baited. She knew Cecilia was tricky, reacting to those fake outs would be like flicking the nose of an angry dog. But while tricks could be expected of Cecilia, they would be much less expected of someone like Skylar, who often took the more brute force approach to things. But Skylar knew that Cecilia was just as familiar with her fighting style as she was with her's, so it was safe to assume she expected Skylar to lash out with some straight forward strikes. Hatching a plan to catch her rival off guard, Sky threw back her fist, intentionally telegraphing a heavy right hook, but as she fired the strike, her fist would fly right under Cecilia's chin, as she swung around with a spinning elbow right to her foe's jaw!

If this blow lands, and succeeds in stunning Cecilia, Skylar is quick to capitalize, shooting a nasty kick into Cecilia's stomach! "Come on!" She growled, beckoning the reeling Cecilia.

[CaptainL]

Against an opponent who was unfamiliar with her tricky tactics, Cecilia's strategy could prove devastating - she could confuse her opponents and lead them into a trap before they even knew what they were up against, and by the time they adapted to her mind games, it would already be too late. But this was far from the case with Skylar. Skylar had trained and fought alongside Cecilia for a long while, and while her own approach to wrestling was far more direct, she knew how her partner worked. She knew what she was going to do. It only stood to reason that Cecilia would try to throw her off. And so, Skylar would try to do the same to her!

It was that, perhaps, that made things all the more surprising. Cecilia had come to expect Skylar to be nothing more than a mindless brute. When she fell for her feints, it only confirmed her suspicions - her smile grew wider and wider, as her anticipation grew for the moment it would be time to deliver the killing blow. When Skylar brought back her fist, Cecilia watched it intently, already preparing her dodge. But when the punch landed in the air just shy of her face, her jaw fell open in a silent gasp - just moments before Skylar whipped herself into a twirl, with her elbow crashing against her jaw!

"Gah-!" Off the momentum of the blow, Cecilia twirled in place, turning to the side. She staggered back toward the ropes, breaking away from Skylar, and when her kick swung upward into her stomach, it caused the girl to buckle, a shudder running through her body as she doubled over forward against the brunt of the blow. For a few seconds, she panted for breath. But when Cecilia lifted her head to look back up at Skylar, her teeth clenched in a grimace, and she growled under her breath. She was through playing around. If Skylar was going to play rough, that would only stoke the fire in her opponent. Cecilia was going to have to try harder than this!

With a roar of rage, Cecilia shoved herself back up to her feet, coming charging closer to Skylar with the momentum of her rise. This time, there would be no mind games or fancy footwork - she swung her own elbow up, aiming a blow to the underside of Sky's chin!

[Deskfan45]

Bullseye!

The feint and spinning elbow by Skylar had hit it's mark hard, sending Cecilia reeling. She'd quickly follow up with a devastating kick to her foe's stomach. Sky took no joy in hurting Cecilia, watching her knees buckle as she gasped for breath. But she could't hold back, or else this opportunity would slip between her fingers. Even if it meant hurting a woman she felt a deep kinship for, Skylar was going to reach the top.

Soon, Cecilia lunged forward, nailing Sky's own chin with a hard elbow! "GRK-!" The hit forced her head to whip to the side, dizzying her. She stumbled around, her head throbbing, before she focused in on Cecilia. With a snarl, she'd try to grab Cecilia by the hair with both of her hands, and yank her in, biting the bridge of her nose as hard as she could! "RRRRRRRRRGGGGHHHHH-!" She growled animalistically, like a dog clamping it's jaw onto a stranger who got just a little bit too close...

[CaptainL]

Cecilia's head had gone cracking to the side, borne by the momentum of Skylar's strike. It hurt - no one was going to deny that. Her teeth clenched and her brow furrowed, and the muscles tensed all up and down her body. But Cecilia wasn't going to let that hold her back. Nothing would - not her friendship with Skylar, and not whatever she had to put up with along the way. She was closer than ever to proving that she could be successful, that she could be a winner. It was the moment she had yearned for since her childhood, and nothing could stand in her way!

Her motions were automatic - as soon as she righted herself from the uppercut, she had thrown a blow of her own back at Skylar, working with the momentum of her lunge after the brunette to close the distance. One motion flowed effortlessly into another. And that was true for both of them. Even when the two of them were at odds, they still shared one single-minded goal, each as determined as the other to achieve it. When they shared one mind and one goal, everything they did was coordinated almost too perfectly to be planned. As Cecilia came near, Skylar too could use that to her advantage - she grabbed onto her hair, dragging her closer and biting down onto her nose!

The brutality of this match was swiftly ramping up. Cecilia barely even reacted beyond a growl as Skylar yanked her closer by the hair; that hardly moved the needle for her. But when she felt the girl's teeth sink down into her skin, it was enough to make even Cecilia reel with pain, her scream filling the air. Her back arched backward, and her knees buckled. But Cecilia was still determined not to go down. No matter how much it hurt, she wouldn't go down without a fight!

Skylar was close now, and that meant she was at Cecilia's mercy. Without moving an inch from where the two of them stood, Cecilia swung a volley of punches into Skylar's ribs, determined to force her to let go! And if that didn't work, she would throw herself forward as much as she could in their embrace, driving her body against her opponent's as she pushed with her chest and shoulders - and attempting to ram her head into hers while the two were in close quarters!

[Deskfan45]

Skylar grabbed Cecilia's hair, and clamped her jaws tightly onto the bridge of her nose as she let out an animalistic growl. Cecilia's screams, though troubling to hear, were a good sign. A sign that she was doing damage. So she bit down even harder, intent on making her rival bleed. Like a vicious animal, Skylar chewed at Cecilia's face, holding tightly to her hair as her knees buckled. She wanted to taste blood.

Soon, Cecilia would fight back, hard. Fists slammed into Skylar's ribs, her legs growing shaky as she kept her jaw locked onto Cecilia's face as tightly as she could, until eventually, she felt Cecilia's body ram into hers, the parts of their faces that weren't already touching slamming into each other! "GGGRRRRRGGGHHHH-!" Skylar roared, her nose broken by Cecilia's forehead. The impact forced her to let go, stumbling back a few steps as blood gushed from her face. Not staying still for long, the disoriented Skylar would run at her foe, attempting to hit her with a rather sloppy lariat!

[CaptainL]

Skylar and Cecilia might have been long-standing allies. They might have been a team, and some had commented they seemed to be the only people willing to tolerate each others' presence. But when there was this much on the line, in a match that meant so much for both of them, that did not mean they were going to hold back - not when the greatest accomplishment in all of LAW, the goal to which both of them had been after all their lives, was right in front of them. In fact, when the stakes were that high, it was only going to bring the most desperate and competitive instincts out of them. And when Skylar threw herself toward Cecilia, her teeth latched onto her forehead and her fingers wrapped in her hair, she was acting more like a wild animal than a trained fighter. She was literally fighting tooth and nail for this!

Cecilia had tried punching at Skylar's sides to get her to back down, but what would truly force her off came when she threw her head forward, her skull crashing into the brunette's own. At last, Sky stumbled back - and Cecilia looked up to face her. Her shoulders rose and fell with heavy pants, and blood ran down her face from the gash Skylar had left in her forehead, too. But her body stiffened, her fists clenched and her feet spread apart. When she looked back up at Skylar, she stared straight through her, in a glare that cut straight to her soul!

Skylar had taken off, prepared to hit Cecilia with a lariat - but Cecilia was ready. She had watched Skylar closely, and with the brunette as dazed as she was, it gave Cecilia just that much more time to prepare. Weaving out of the way, Cecilia ducked under the path of Skylar's forearm as it cut through the air. She would then reach up to grab it while it was extended - and then, she would give it a yank backward, trying to pull Skylar off her feet and into the mat below! If that worked, she would step around her, her legs scissoring Skylar's bicep before she grabbed her wrist to yank it back in a cross armbar!