Roni Mancini vs. Aaliyah Jackson - Who Did That To You?

[BlackAkuma]

Continued from here...

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Match Type
Standard
Victory Conditions
Pinfall, Submission, or KO
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It wasn’t unusual for debuting wrestlers to come out with a smile on their faces, soaking in the atmosphere of their first match, but there was a particularly large smile on Aaliyah Jackson’s face as her

played and she came out of the curtain, making her way down the ramp with some extra pep in her step. They had no way of knowing this, but she had good reason to be happy - after all, she’d just scratched an itch that had been bugging her for months, now: Roni Mancini.

Ever since the woman went and laid waste to her cousin, she’d been angling to even that score. It wasn’t that Yo-Yo lost - hell, if Aaliyah made a habit of beating up everyone her cousin lost to, she’d have to make enemies with over half the locker room before their careers were through. No, it was more the way that the Italian had gone about it, how she’d gone out of her way to break bones and bloody her and leave her a devastated wreck in the ring. It wasn’t a wrestling match, it was a mob hit. That warranted a response.

True, Aaliyah could’ve kept it in the ring and made it all official, but…nah. Fuck that and fuck her. This was much, much more satisfying on a primal level. It wasn’t like Roni would’ve had any trouble doing the same if the positions were switched. From what she’d heard about this woman, she had it coming. Yeah, it wasn’t her usual style, but this wasn’t the usual person she was dealing with, and she wanted to send a message: You fuck with Yo-Yo, you fuck with her.

She was fairly confident Roni had picked up on that much.

Aaliyah had a whole dance routine planned for her entrance, but she could save it till next time. For now, she was in the mood just to hop up the apron, head over to her corner, and tap the referee on the shoulder as she went. ”Might want to get ready to ring the bell soon. She’ll come in hot.”

Confused, the referee looked back at her as Aaliyah hopped up to sit on the turnbuckle and fiddled with her Walkman, getting it on just the right track…

Aaliyah Jackson

[Dubski]

There was a longer than normal break after Aaliyah Jackson's theme song finished playing. The crowd seemed confused if it was a production error or not. In actuality, Roni Mancini had pulled herself up and hobbled towards the stage. A few stage hands in the back tried to calm her down and potentially stop her from getting out to the ring, but she had shoved them away and screamed for them to play her music. They were begrudgingly allowing it, seeing no way to stop the furious Hitwoman.

And so the arena got dark as a loud thrashing drum beat plays and Vendetta by Slipknot hits and "The Hitwoman" Roni Mancini stepped with a noticeable limp to her step. Her back was killing her, but she looked absolutely livid with the girl in the ring. "You're a fucking dead woman!" screamed out Roni Mancini, looking perhaps angrier than anyone had ever seen her. The Hitwoman was normally smug, confident, or just determined. But now, she was angry. It was in her eyes. It was in her tone of voice. She screamed in rapidfire Italian while her body heaved with each step. Walking hurt, especially at this pace, but she wanted to be in that ring now, taking it right to Aaliyah Jackson. She knew she had to use the ring steps to ascend to the ring, walking up them and then letting out a yell of pain as she ducked under the top rope and into the ring.

Spoiler

And the Hitwoman didn't waste any time as she suddenly found a burst of speed. Her mind blocked out the pain in her back, consumed with the blinding anger she had towards her opponent, as Roni made a full on sprint towards Jackson, somehow at the fastest she's ever moved. She was motivated--and motivated to hurt Aaliyah right now. So she sprinted at her opponent perched on the corner and attempted the simplest of maneuvers: she attempted to give Aaliyah a hard shove off the top turnbuckle. She wanted to give her an unceremonious fall from the top turnbuckle and onto the outside of the ring! Quick and easy pain as she tried to dish it out to that miserable brat who dared attack her before the match like she did!

[BlackAkuma]

Holy shit, she was pissed. Wow.

Like, Aaliyah had seen some angry women in her time on this earth, more than a few of them in her own family, but she couldn't remember anyone ever coming out with the look of venom that this bitch had on her face. Roni looked like she wanted to straight up murder her. Wrestlers said stuff like she did all the time, talking about how they wanted to do this and that to them and most of the time it was bullshit, but not here - no, when Roni said Aaliyah was a deadwoman, she fully believed that was what she wanted to happen. If looks could kill.

Of course, she could wish all she wanted. Wasn’t going to happen.

Sure enough, just like she predicted, Roni wasted no time getting in the ring and coming straight at her, moving in on her like feral beast, all teeth and claws. It wasn’t that hard to see coming and easy to deal with - Aaliyah hopped up out of the seat, planted her feet on the post, and proceeded to flip over the incoming hitwoman, evading her grasping hands. She somersaulted through the air, twisted around in mid-leap, and landed near the center in a crouch, facing her foe.

”Oh, wow, you look like shit.” She smirked from under her visor and beckoned Roni on with a curled finger. ”What, fall down a flight of stairs?”

[Dubski]

Roni Mancini made a rush towards Aaliyah Jackson, who managed to kick off the post and flip over her. The rampaging and limping Hitwoman stopped, planting her hands on the top turnbuckle to stop herself from going too far. She snarled, turning to face Aaliyah and said, "You shut your fucking mouth before I kick your god damn teeth down your throat!" The Italian Powerhouse practically spat the words, seeing red. She wasn't in any mood--especially after that attack--to listen to this smug coward.

The Hitwoman would then run right at Aaliyah again, blotting out any and all pain. Only a small limp was keeping her from her maximum right now. she would then attempt to send a boot directly towards her crouched opponent's face! A simple move was all she had right now, and one good hit would allow her to do whatever the hell else she could do to her. And when she could slow down Jackson, she would be able to make her suffer tenfold for what that girl put her through. Because as mean as Roni Mancini could get, she would get far more cruel when she was pissed off.

[BlackAkuma]

This was far from the first time Aaliyah had ever gotten a threat like that. Hell, it wasn’t even the first time she’d gotten a threat like that from an Italian in specific - one of her old rivals had been from the country, and she was almost as much of a hothead as Ms. Mancini, here. Unlike most of those times, though, she was fairly certain that this woman would not only make good on her threats if given half a chance, but that she would come up with even more creative forms of torture than what she was threatening. This bitch was well and truly pissed.

Perfect.

Sure enough, her limp didn’t stop her from coming in, hobbling towards Aaliyah at a frenetic pace. It was an admirable attempt, but it made her predictable - she could see the kick coming a mile away, all too easy to dodge. Instead of moving back, she rolled forward, coming in under Roni’s leg and making her way behind her.

Aaliyah came out of the roll on her feet, but only stayed there for half a second before she leaped up, spun about in mid-air, and lashed out with a wild kick to the side of Roni’s head, trying to nail her with a gamengiri.

[Dubski]

Roni Mancini threw her kick, only to completely whiff! The Italian Powerhouse stopped where she was, snarling, practically spitting with how pissed off she was at her swift opponent, and for herself at not being one hundred percent now. If she wasn't in this headspace, she would be in far better shape to dismantle Aaliyah entirely. Unfortunately for her, the Hitwoman was anything but in the right physical and mental headspace for this match now.

She turned, teeth barred as she went to go for Jackson again. She'd tear her apart. She'd do whatever needed to be done to punish her. She'd proper kill this bitch if she had to. But that all went to the wayside when she was hit with a leaping gamengiri, crashing her in the side of the head! Roni went down to one knee with a yell. She grit her teeth as she bowed her head. The blow hurt quite a bit, compounding on the damage she took before this match began too. But for now, Roni Mancini remained on one knee, trying to recover from that strike!

[BlackAkuma]

Okay, so far, so good. For all her flippancy, Aaliyah perfectly realized that she was dealing with a dangerous woman here - you didn’t get the ‘hitwoman’ nickname by being a pushover. She needed to hit her hard, fast, and deal as much damage as she could quickly. As happy as she was to have brought the woman to a knee, she knew there was not time to dither - she had to drive that nail in.

After Aaliyah landed the kicks, she looked over her shoulder, took half of a second to figure out what to do, then burst into a run, away from her opponent at top speed. She hit the ropes, bounced off them to add some momentum, then ran back towards Roni in a wild sprint, her long braids flowing behind her as she went.

She waited until the last second, then leaped up, planted a foot on Roni’s upturned knee, hopped off and swung her leg out for a sidekick at the woman’s head as she flew, trying to hit her with a Glimmering Warlock.

[Dubski]

The Hitwoman was struggling, trying to focus after that kick to the head. Teeth grit as she growled out loud, Roni was consumed in a wanting to absolutely crush this bitch. To put her through this mat. Leave her for dead. The more Aaliyah did, the more ready Mancini was to absolutely murder her dead. Even in her position, the absolute powerhouse couldn't stop from wanting to rampage, as her spine felt ready to burst apart.

But as she was prepared to pull herself up to her feet, fueled by rage and a wanting for revenge. But then, she was blasted in the head with the Glimmering Warlock, and Roni toppled onto her side. She let out a loud groan--a furious, pain-stricken groan--and put a hand to her skull as she continued to lay there. This girl, who so cowardly assaulted her before the match, and was now delivering blow after blow to her. It was enough that Roni was growing more angry somehow, wanting to rip her opponent apart at this point, if she could just get any amount of a breather to try recovering.

[BlackAkuma]

Bullseye. Right on target.

Aaliyah could hardly have asked for a better start to this. Straight out of the gate, she landed some big hits on her opponent, dealing real damage to Roni right away and leaving her waylaid. It might not have been the most honorable way of going about things, but she wasn’t in a fair-play mood at the moment. Right now, her sole goal was to dish out pain, and she had all sorts of ideas on that front.

Seeing an opportunity to pile on more damage, Aaliyah eyed the space between Roni and the ropes, gauging the distance, then broke off into a run towards the side of the ring. She leaped up, planted her feet on the middle ropes, then soared backwards through the air in what initially looked like a traditional moonsault. Instead of turning just enough for their chest to collide, however, she did a complete rotation, tucked her legs in, and drove her heel towards Roni’s chest, coming at from up above with a Moonsault Double Stomp.

[Dubski]

Roni Mancini laid there after the kick to the head. Gritting her teeth, she let out low, angry groans as he leg kicked idly. She wanted to stay in this match right now, but with that backstage assault, she was really hurting. Now, she was simply stunned and dazed and not able to will herself up. As much as her mind wanted to crush this cheap shotting bitch, her body wouldn't cooperate.

Something that got even worse when the Italian Powerhouse was hit with a Moonsault Double Stomp, heels slamming into her chest! The Hitwoman's body jerked upwards on impact, and Roni's arms instantly went to cover her chest as she gasped and groaned, rolling onto her front as her feet kicking behind her. One hand started slamming onto the mat as she struggled to cope with the pain, having the entire body weight of her opponent landing atop her. All she thought of now was just breathing and overcoming this pain, keeping herself on the mat as she could do nothing but cope with it.