Alyssa Monroe Vs. Monica Jackson - II: Iron Woman Match

[Devastated]

Previous engagement in the supermarket

Iron Woman Match

Rules: Anything goes, multiple falls match
Victory Condition: The person who has managed to obtain the most amount of pinfall or submission victory within the allotted time wins.
Time Limit: 45 minutes
Attire: Standard

Spoiler

It had been a while since their last clash, though it hadn't been official. Their official match hadn't gone very well for Alyssa as she had come out on the losing end. Though the impromptu fight in a grocery store that had been circulating the web and social media for months now had certainly kept the feud between the two alive. A buzz that didn't stop going as videos of Alyssa drenching Monica in milk and tossing her about as the two of them fought violently in a small grocery store no less. Now though, it seemed as if Alyssa was going to get what she wanted for real, an actual rematch with Monica! A chance to pay her back for that defeat and crush the older lightweight.

She had looked forward to this quite a while. The chance to break down Monica and show everyone that her victory was a fluke, it was just Alyssa not being used to wrestling! She was an MMA fighter after all! Now though, she had gotten a few more matches under her belt and even a few lessons from Clara. She was primed and ready, rearing to go.

The blonde stomped out onto the ramp as her music blasted out of the speakers. The crowd responded with a loud yet mixed reaction for the violent brutish brawler. Clearly unsure if they should wildly cheer or wildly boo her. Alyssa had a grin on her face as no matter what reaction she got a loud one was perfect. Marching her way down towards the ring, she would remove her red leather jacket and toss it to a stage hand before rolling in under the bottom ropes, jumping onto her feet, Alyssa would start to do some light bounces on the balls of her feet and throw a few quick shadow punches.

Stepping away from the center and towards her corner Alyssa's eyes would look over at the referee and then the ramp. This match was certainly a new one for her, Iron Woman match...the fighter who could get the most wins within the time limit would be the winner. So it was more of an endurance game than a race to the finish. That grin widened on Alyssa's face, feeling confident that she could outlast Monica in anything.

[RJD]

Moniva

Monica was fuming as she pushed her way through the backstage area, not even waiting for her theme to start playing as she stormed through guerilla position, leading to her pushing past the curtains and appearing on the ramp just before the officials could scramble to play her theme, though by the time it started Monica had already passed the top of the stage and made it a good 6 feet down the ramp.

The older lightweight was red faced and grinning as she made her way down to the ring, there was a modest reaction that was mostly positive from the crowd, but Monica was too focused currently to care. Before long the violent lightweight made her way to the ring, rolling under the bottom rope.

Monica walked up to Alyssa, and lifted the mic to her mouth, seemingly about to say something, starting a verbal back and forth between the two.

" You- " Monica said, before interrupting herself by lunging forward at Alyssa, and trying to smack the mic right into her forehead, if it connected then there would be a loud amplified ' thud ' coming from the mic itself, and then Monica would move the mic back to her mouth and look down to Alyssa.

" You're fucking dead! I'm not playing around any more, you grating bitch! " Monica basically yelled into the mic, furious at all the videos that had circulated of her humiliation, and being unable to calm herself. Monica in LAW had been rather tame and friendly compared to the rough edges she had in the indies, but there was none of that here! Monica was out for blood.

[Devastated]

Alyssa's eyes were fixed at the top of the ramp as her rival came marching out, stomping her way down the ramp with microphone in hand. The cocky blonde pushed out of her corner and would start to make her way forward to the center of the squared circle. If Monica had something to say she was gonna have to say it right to her face so she could punch her in that punchable face of hers!

Though as Monica rolled up into the ring and then rose to her feet. Seeing her raise that microphone and speak before she decided to lunge right at the blonde! Taking Alyssa completely by surprise as she knocked the microphone right over her head! "Aaah!" Alyssa cried out in pain as she stumbled backwards and fell onto her butt, hands holding onto her head and cradling it.

From there Monica started to shout at her into the microphone. The referee quickly got between the two and called for the bell, looking to grab the microphone from Monica's arm and pull it away. Alyssa would move up towards her feet and throw a hell of a hate filled glare at Monica. Rising to a stand as she would march up towards the older lightweight and try and throw a haymaker punch square at her jaw.

[RJD]

Monica after yelling into the mic was approached by the ref, who grabbed at the mic. The lightweight wasn't playing nice as she gripped the top, engaging in a game of tug of war with the poor ref girl.

" What the hell? What's the issue?! " Monica complained, though in the tussle she looked to the side and saw Alyssa getting up and stepping towards her. Monica begrudgingly let the ref take the mic, but would grip her around the waist and practically try to toss her right at Alyssa, hoping to use her as either a shield for the punch Alyssa was throwing, or better yet maybe even a weapon.

Then after the ref was taken out or pushed aside Monica would try to charge the small distance between her and Alyssa, leaping in the air and thrusting the point of her knee forward in a sharp motion, the enraged Monica trying to drill Alyssa's chest or face with a jumping knee strike.

[Devastated]

Alyssa made her way towards Monica with the pure intent of knocking her teeth out with a nasty punch right to her jaw, cocked up and ready she marched in to pay her rival back from that brazenly rude start to the match and that bonk on her head with the microphone. Yet as she charged at Monica, the purple haired lightweight chose to make use of the referee as she shoved them right at her!

The eyes of the blonde widened and she quickly brought her arms down to try and catch the referee and push them away from her, which worked without much trouble. All it did was send Alyssa stumbling a bit....which was all the time that Monica needed to build up her charge at the blonde and jump up.

The knee of Monica drove right into the chest of Alyssa and knocked the air out of her lungs, as the momentum and weight of her hated rival was enough to push her off of her feet and send her crashing onto her back. Coughing out and gasping for air, as the referee scrambled to call for the bell and the timer to start.

[RJD]

Shoving the ref had turned out to be effective as it bought Monica the time she needed to run and leap at her heated rival, kneeling her hard in the chest with a rather rough collision and taking her down to the mat. Monica would land atop Alyssa after they fell to the canvas, albeit not in a pin position.

Monica after landing would be on all fours, her body just above Alyssa's own with her arms at either side of the area just above her foe's head. Monica wasted little time in her goal of continuing her passionate breakdown, gripping Alyssa with the hair with one hand, and the head with the other, before lifting her up, face being pulled into Monica's chest before she tried to slam her back down into the canvas, before then doing the same one more time, before trying to grab Alyssa's wrists and pin them sternly to the canvas over her head, making sure to squeeze those wrists as much as she could while also pinning her.

" So? Any last words before I make you my bitch once and for all? " Monica asked, leaning her face down towards Alyssa's face and smiling down at her. Monica did not want to win this match, or embarrass Alyssa to get even, she wanted to make Alyssa her bitch, and both crush and humiliate her enough that nobody questions her quality as a fighter and strong prideful woman again.

The humiliation and feeling of defeat from their encounter in the mall was fuelling an increased level of aggression and malice from Monica than she had showed thus far in LAW.

[Devastated]

Down on the canvas with her arms spread as she coughed out on the canvas. That sudden jumping knee having nailed her right in her chest as Monica ended up on top of her, on all fours, hovering over the blonde as Alyssa would have one eye half open and the other closed shut, still coughing out and gasping for the air that she had just lost.

Growling out through her coughing, Alyssa's head was soon grabbed by Monica by her blonde hair and she was yanked up in between those breasts, pissing Alyssa off even more than she already was! Then slammed the back of her head down against the canvas, " Uugh!" Alyssa grunted, before the motion was repeated once more, leaving the Brutish Brawler groggy on her back. Her wrists were then grabbed and pinned firmly down against the canvas as Monica straddled her.

Groaning out in pain and in her dazed state, Alyssa heard her hated nemesis talk down to her and asked her if she had any last words. The blonde would groan out. As Monica leaned down with her head a bit more...Alyssa would whisper out. "Heatbutt..." Before she'd try and throw her head upwards and attempt to smack her forehead right into the center of Monica's face!

[RJD]

Monica had managed to deliver quite the beat down to Alyssa, not that it was anywhere near what she actually deserved though. The irate lightweight sternly holding those wrists to the canvas, not even glancing over as the ref got on her knees to count, after Monica asked Alyssa that question.

" One! " the ref called.
" What was that bitch? " Monica asked Alyssa, seemingly not focused on actually getting a pinball.

" Auyha! " Monica cried out as she got an answer in the form of a stiff headbutt right into her face, that foredome smacking her nose and leaving a red mark. Monica let go of Alyssa's wrists and recoiled back from the impact, holding the bridge of her nose as she ended up regaining her balance while seated on the other wrestler's hips now further down her body.

Monica was a little loopy from the heatbutt, and the pain was very distracting, but given her positioning she still thought it was worthwhile and easy enough to try to fire off a few strikes. So Monica would try to direct a few light but quick punches towards Alyssa's chest and torso, an act that didn't require her to reposition or have particularly great aim, and so it was just about all she could do at the moment while waiting to recover.

[Devastated]

Breaking the pinfall right after the first count thanks to her headbutt, she saw Monica recoil from the hit and move to be seated on the hips of Alyssa instead, groaning out and shaking her head to try and get rid of the cobwebs, all the while Monica was doing what she could to recover as well. Knowing that she couldn't slow down, Alyssa saw Monica try and ready herself to send blows down at Alyssa...

But the blonde had another idea! As she would try and reach out and grab at Monica's top! Trying to yank roughly on it and pull Monica towards her, as she tried to push upperbody up! Hoping to take disorientate and take Monica by surprise before she could throw her punch, Alyssa would try and yank Monica in towards her again and try and throw her head in once more for a headbutt right into the face of Monica.

Should she be able to hit it and leave the purple haired lightweight dazed, Alyssa would try and shove them both over, looking to roll on top of Monica and try to then shake the dizziness she was currently suffering from away.

[RJD]

Monica took a moment to collect herself after the first headbutt, before lurching forward to pay her opponent back. Alyssa capitalised perfectly on their positioning though, grabbing Monica's shirt roughly and pulling her down, even tearing the material a little as she sat up, bashing her head hard into Monica's head.

Monica was left looking loopy from that headbutt, leaning back slowly as Alyssa sat up, before rolling them round, the stunned purple haired wrestler now being the one pinned under Alyssa.

" Ughhh... " Monica grumbled, left completely groggy by that headbutt, which was all the stronger due to the momentum of her being pulled down and Alyssa sitting up so quickly, plus her head was already sore from the first headbutt so right now she was very loopy. Monica was currently as vulnerable as she could be, legs spread, arms against the canvas and too groggy to anticipated and dodge anything that came her way.