Belly Match: Match can only end with a move or submission focused on the abs.
Grace had been waiting for this kind of match. She didn't know Alison personally but the fighter had always been someone who seemed completely rotten to the core and cared about no one, and worse she even liked hurting people. Grace had no problem with people who were just grouches or people who didn't want to socialize but when you wrestled and the only time you ever seemed to smile came when you were hurting someone, that was some Grace would have a problem with. The match type was new to her, and a little uncomfortable, but from what she knew Alison had never been in that kind of match either so for now they were even. Spoiler
Grace's music hit and the powerful brunette fighter showed up for one of her first matches since her PPV match against Toshiko, her first victory on a PPV since she came to LAW. It was a good win especially because of the people around the ring trying to give Toshiko an unfair advantage the poor girl didn't even ask for and if she could beat those odds she could beat Alison. She shook hands with fans and entered the ring wondering what her strategy or the match should be and waiting for Alison to show up the entire time.
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Cracking her knuckles as she waited for her sign to make her entrance, Alison prepared her preparations for another hard hitting affair, having recently defeated Amy by putting down the Golden Lioness she was ready to make another statement, that she was one of the more dangerous women on the roster and anytime she was between the squared circle, somebody was getting knocked out or getting their head smashed in as she made her way out to the stage the second her music started blasting through the arena. Spoiler
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The lights had darken as she stepped out onto the stage, the strobing lights in tune with her song was the only form of illumination as she stood on stage before the spotlight shined on her at the rise of her theme. Spoiler
Making her way down to the ring, Alison was already amped up as she stormed her way down the ramp as her eyes were locked on her opponent already in the ring. She had heard her opponent was also on a swell on momentum, possibly more than her, but Alison was not dissuaded in the least of her strength and chance at victory as she arrived on the apron, stepping up and through the ropes and entering the ring and quickly marching towards Grace. She wasted no time in showing her opponent that there was no apprehension on her part, going nose to nose and chest to chest with her right in her face!
"You better hope that you have abs of steel. For at least you'll be able to stand after I'm done with you."
Alison's music played for a few seconds before Alison actually showed up. And once she was there she quickly marched down to the ring almost as if she was trying to prove a point with her entrance that she wasn't afraid at all, or bothered by any of her past actions. Whether she knew who she was wasn't clear either, she only got in her face and pressed her body against her own while staring her down and laying down the first threat, Grace remained locked with her in eye contact showing the same lack of fear that Alison was giving her.
"You're close enough to find out." Grace said pressing her body tighter against Alison's in a rare bold display for the normally modest wrestler so that their abs were pressed against one another. She could feel Alison's through the thin outfit she had on but ignored the pressure to get her own words. "I hope you have an attitude adjustment within the next 10 seconds. Because the way you've acted since you've been here won't be tolerated." Grace warned telling Alison exactly what she thought of her.
Alison continue to bore herself into Grace, trying to quickly establish herself in the psychological department, but her opponent in similar stature was not backing down from her, matching the bite from Alison. Grace was not giving Alison any ground, a smile curled on Alison's lips as she was just as comfortable proving her point with her fists more than her words.
"Won't be tolerated? What's got you in such a high horse?" she sneered right in Grace's face, her lips curling in a scathing smirk as she took a step back. With no progress in getting Grace to take a step back, she was fine going straight for the physical violence as she swung her fist low looking to catch Grace with a before the bell cheap shot with a smashing hook into Grace's stomach!
Despite this being their first meeting the scathing looks they gave one another could easily be mistaken for one between old rivals ready to tear each other apart. Even more so with how they were pressed so close together that it felt they wanted to completely dominate the other in body and soul. "Common decency. I've seen what you love doing and I don't know how anyone can enjoy it. I can't stop you from doing what you want but I can show you the consequences." Grace said staring Alison down who smirked at her as if her words meant nothing, then used more than words to try and intimidate her by throwing a hook before the bell!
"Ooogh!" Grace groaned, taking the punch and stepping away for a moment in surprise. Her hands wrapped around her stomach while she let out a small groan and then started to straighten herself out looking at Alison as the ref stepped in between them. No counter punch yet, not that Grace would play Alison's game just because Alison wanted to act like that. "I think it needs work, both that attitude and that punch." Grace said, and would only move once the bell actually rung, giving her permission to attack by moving in and throwing her shoulder into Alison, after that she would go for a hook as well and aim it right at Alison's belly.
Grace's explanation soon revealed all that Alison needed to know about her opponent, whom viewed herself as some kind of white knight here to stop her violent tendencies that Alison greatly enjoyed indulging. Which made it all the more satisfying as Alison slammed her fist into the stomach when Grace was least expecting it, hunching her opponent over for a brief moment as Alison smirked at her opponent, even as she rose up to standing straight! "Oh my, then I guess you'll have to be my punching bag until I have the perfect punch." she sneered, she felt confident that the goodie too shoes personality that Grace was portraying wouldn't allow her to strike back immediately and she was proven right as the referee got involved separating the two to ensure no more shenanigans.
The bell would ring and the match would officially begin as Alison walked forward, feeling as if she had momentum in her corner after her cheap shot. But Grace was quick to repay the favor as she crashed into Alison with a shoulder, the two slamming together as Alison tried to hold her ground. The initial hit she did manage to withstand but Grace was quick to follow up with a hard hook of her own, the loud clap of fist in stomach rang out as Alison immediately hunched, biting her lip to keep her from making any sounds to encourage Grace even as pain shot through her midsection.
A hand on her stomach, she needed a second to recover and stand straight again, turning to her opponent, "Oh, Girl Scout wants a firefight?" she mocked as she stepped in, trying to throw another, less concealed, hook at Grace's stomach for a stomach punch in return!
Grace didn't give Alison a break now that the match started, she had her in her sights and the cheap shot only motivated her to go as hard as she could. Her shoulder slammed into Alison who took it and tried to match her energy to stand her ground, but the shoulder was only to get close, the punch that came after was Grace's real goal and she felt her fist find flesh when it hit Alison's cute singlet. She watched Alison try not to scream, her body couldn't hide it as easily since she hunched over as a natural reaction to that very pain. Once she sat herself up she quickly tried to hit her back, only Grace was more prepared this time.
"Oogh.." Grace moaned taking the heavy punch to her gut. The pain was still there, but without the element of surprise Grace handled it well and looked at Alison with violent eyes. "Not my usual way, but seeing you in pain might be what you need to learn." Grace said and she would answer back, turning this into a slight challenge of endurance by hammering a right back into Alison's belly, wanting to tear those abs down and force her to yield.
Smashing her fist into Grace's stomach, Alison didn't have the benefit of a surprise attack, allowing her opponent to better defend herself as she took Alison's blow much better this time around. But Alison wasn't concern with early roadblocks, she was all too use to plowing through them with repeated punishment and she felt it was only a matter of time until Grace found the same ending. But until then, her opponent was still dangerous despite Alison's dismissal of her upstanding nature, ready to indeed throwdown with Alison right then and there!
Another crack rang out as Alison's face tightened and cringed, lowering her stance and curling with a hand on her stomach. "Nnnngh...!" The fist cut into her abs once again as the stubborn fighter in her ignored her body and push through the pain to immediately return fire, to show Grace that Alison was not afraid to throw reckless abandon into the mix with hooking her fist across of the abs, letting her knuckles cut and scrape against those muscles!
"You're going to be in for long and painful night if you think you can stand here with me." she shouted back, the smugness had diminished from Alison's voice and more aggressive snarl had replaced it, pain was fueling her anger and she was more than willing to turn that anger into aggression!
Grace hit back and felt her fingers smash that body again, like with her own punch Alison had settled in better and was more prepared to endure the beating to her stomach. She recovered quicker and then threw a punch faster than the last one, clearly prepared to punish Grace even though she was going right after getting punched. Despite ignoring the pain and hitting a little early Grace felt the first strike her stomach with enough force to match the last few.
"Uggh." Grace groaned, feeling the knuckles grind against her abs and try to press through her skin. She ignored it, and stayed up right looking at Alison with a pained grimace. "I've prepared for that, I don't think you can say the same." Grace said throwing a left uppercut this time, digging into Alison's belly and pushing up higher to give her body a full test. he was bound to find a weak spot if she kept looking, and Alison's stubbornness when she did would only make it harder on her.
Grace once again powered through Alison's punch, the ruthless pace was being matched by her and Alison quickly felt the return from her opponent as her knuckles landed higher than before, getting close to Alison's solar plexus. Although the hit didn't hit it flush on the sensitive and vulnerable area, the blow was still enough to take a bit more out of Alison as she actually had to take a step back. Her eyes widened as her breath more winded as she had to suck in more, but the display was far from what Alison wanted to have and rage seeped in on her face.
There wasn't any words to convey herself to Grace, but rather she just snarled and lunged back at her opponent with her fist cocked and close to her body as she swung upwards. Her previous blows were more along the lines of cutting blows, this one she meant it to be a driving blow as she tucked her arm and launched it for a body uppercut, trying to drive all of her force right through Grace's abdominal muscles!
