An Attempt to overcome a Villainess: Annie Clark Vs. Karolina "Ray" Reinhardt

[Epicsnivy]

Annie managed to roll out of the way just enough to force Karolina to miss. If she would have been just an inch shorter, just a second later, Karolina would have surely hit her with the elbow drop, very much spelling the end of the powerful small girl form Missouri. This match did not feel like the wrestling matches she had before, this felt like a fight to survive. It was clear that Karolina was going to bully her with so much pain. But Annie was not gonna take it, she hates those that think they are above her, and needed to prove herself to LAW and to Karolina.

Annie was slowly getting up, her limbs visibly shaking, her face grimacing as her body was already in so much pain, so early on. The air compressing from her heavy breathing highlighting her core muscles on her small body. Then Annie's face turn to anger as Karolina got up to a seated position. She was gonna get shown Annie power.

"EAT MANURE, YOU REDHEADED VERMIN!" Annie yelled, the southern really coming out of the vocabulary she was using. She ran towards the ropes, before rebounding off them back first and using them to gain momentum, making a charge towards Karolina.

Annie was looking to hit a sliding elbow right to the face of Karolina, and wipe any overconfidence from the larger girls face.

[Monsy]

Power came from control. This match was but her puppet. A game prolonged however long someone with real authority can exert. It was always, just, JUST a poor attempt to play against the game. When Karolina’s elbow hit nothing, she felt nothing but raw annoyance. Such a dull move. Stupid, really. To what were they hoping to achieve? “Talk normally, ant.”

Though this ant had a play. One that took her to the notes. Where speed finally caught up to her strength. An elbow packed full of Annie’s weight sunk into her chin, smashing it, turning her head and forcing her to lay down on the canvas. The sound was like a clap. The front row heard it, awe-inspired.

Not many gave her one clean on the jaw. Karolina laid prone, dizzied, but with a curl in her nose bridge as she growled, using one hand to paw her jawline whilst the other began to push down, already moving to get back upright again.

[Epicsnivy]

Annie somehow managed to do something that did a bit of damage to the much bigger Karolina, a sliding elbow to the jaw of the bigger redhead. Annie was still angry though, she knew she could not let Karolina get back up, or else she would be back to square one.

Soon after she hit the elbow, Annie got up to her feet as fast as her body would let her, and then she would bounce off the ropes back first again, but instead would hit Karolina with something a bit different.

"TAKE THIS, RASCAL!" Annie declared before launching a pump kick, attempting to hit Karolina right in the chin. Annie was gonna keep hitting her until she stayed down. She will not be this girls punching bag.

[Monsy]

No one struck Karolina Ray Reinhardt without regret to suffocate their incompetent minds. She ate one on the jaw. A wee servant could puke at the disrespect. Turn another into a rabid dog. And enough to make her fellow Reinhardts wish to tear a chunk of hair from that little head. She was rising soon after. Of course she was. Did they think she was some limited person who needed to manage their pain? Ridiculous.

But when it came to the boot that almost unhinged her chin, sent her head turning, the world spinning, and the six foot three Matriarch crashing onto her back in silence, splayed with spittle on her chin. The crowd soaked it up with a cheer. Just a glimmer of what those shocked hellish eyes looked like must’ve been worth a pretty million. Or even seeing her unmoving on her back, with arms laid out and legs slightly parted. One might as well call her a wrestler.

[Epicsnivy]

Annie was feeling it right now, having landed that pump kick right to Karolina's face. Finally, at last she had knocked Karolina down, with no signs of her getting back up. Seems as though she was laid out and Annie had done enough damage to her bigger opponent. But Annie knew she needed something bigger if she was gonna defeat Karolina and prove to her that Annie was no ant.

Getting back up to her feet, Annie ran towards the ropes parallel to where Karolina's body was, before bouncing off them back first to run straight towards Karolina. Right before she would get to Karolina, Annie would spring up in the air, ready to hit Karolina in the midsection with a Senton.

She was gonna crush Karolina.

[Monsy]

No god stayed on their back forever.
Neither did they lay down. They are merely merciful enough to chew on their food. Was Karolina hurting, or was she resting? It was hard for anyone to tell. No one knew except her own head. She wore this steeled stare towards the lights, indifferent, taking in a deep breath before ready to sit up -- only for it to be pushed out as Annie came across her gut with a low-altitude crash. Karolina huffed with a skip. Her nerves exploded in an area more glass than steel. She clenched her teeth. Her forearms folded up with fists and Karolina’s eyes narrowed as her upper-lip fidgeted in a loud snarl. A boot lifted and stomped. She clawed the mat with one gloved hand, ready to tear it in two as a vein bulged on the Matriarch of Hate’s head.

[Epicsnivy]

Annie came crashing down on Karolina, feeling as though she could go for the pinfall and wear down Karolina a bit more. It really felt as though the dynamic of the whole match changed and Annie was proving she could dominate a heavyweight no matter how bigger and more powerful they were. Then she looked back at Karolina, and was relatively angered by what she saw.

Nobody was gonna rub off Annie's offense and think of her as a joke. And Annie knew she had to keep attacking Karolina, the redhead would not get a break under Annie's watch.

Annie would quickly attempt to run over to where Karolina was, and attempt to mount her, sitting on her stomach. If she managed to, Annie would attempt to pull Karolina's head up with her arm, and attempt to smash forearms into Karolina's face until she knew Karolina would not be getting up for a while.

Whatever it took to prove to these much larger wrestlers that Annie Clark was not a joke.

[Monsy]

What exactly did they hope to achieve? Stupid little gnat.
Karolina was laying on pins and needles, a flare of fire in her gut, which was mounted by the much smaller girl. Her eyes fell on them immediately, then took stock of their position. Full mount. Were they really-- “TCH--” Karolina’s head was lifted and struck. Her head turned. The cheekbone absorbed the sting. And again. Each blow was swirling and stung. Her eye twitched, nose curled and lip wound tight as a metal beam.

On another forearm -- Karolina caught the wrist with a snap motion from her hand, “Go back to your division, little girl.”

She pulled them closer, still holding the wrist, throwing her far arm over the limb, hooking it before bending the limb towards Annie's back in a kimura lock!

[Epicsnivy]

Annie was managing to launch forearm after forearm, each one of them connecting with Karolina's face. "This is what people with a superiority complex get." Annie said as she continued throwing forearms until.

"HUH!" Annie let the sound leave her body as her forearm was caught by Karolina. Annie quickly tried to shake her arm, trying to get Karolina to let go but she was not budging in the slightest. And then, something terrible happened.

"AAAGH!" Annie screamed like she was a character in Sekatsuyo, as her arm was twisted in a very unusual position, and she was locked in a Kimura Lock. Her arm felt like it was screaming, her biggest asset to winning matches was being put in a torture device.

Annie had to do something, and she had to do something fast if she does not want to go to the er with a broken arm. Balling up the fist of her free arm, Annie would attempt to throw a closed fist at Karolina's sides, hopefully unsettling her and convincing her to let go of the Kimura Lock.

[Monsy]

They took everything for granted. These strikes were thrown without reasonable purpose, wishing for an outcome that was far beyond the reaches of possibility -- wounding her. Alas, the comeuppance to this foolish idea was swift and great. She’d rip their arm from their socket if they didn’t wish to quit. Eighty pounds on one little girl, well, that was almost like snapping a twig.

Yet they still wanted to nip. Knuckles into Karolina’s hardened sides like punching a solid steel. Karolina took this with a scoff. “Insolent wrestler.” She scooted herself out from underneath Annie, first her shoulders, then her hips, all while keeping a grip and take Annie’s back. The Kimura lock switched for a chickenwing, to pin it to Annie’s back. A second arm tried to envelop Annie’s throat, then, hopefully use her weight to crush Annie against the canvas -- making this chickenwing choke undisputable.