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

[Epicsnivy]

Annie threw strike after strike, doing whatever it took to get Karolina off from breaking her arm and sending her to the local ER. She put as much force as she could into those punches, hoping eventually Karolina would budge.

And then Karolina did at such at such a fast pace that Annie was not expecting, not letting go of Annie's arm, and then locking her in a Chickenwing submission hold, Annie's face being centimeters off the mat. "AAH!" Annie screamed as her arm was twisted at such an uncomfortable position, and she saw Karolina's arm attempt to go across her neck, knowing that if she did that, the match would surely be over.

Annie knew she needed to do something desperate to save herself, so she attempted to bite Karolina's incoming arm with her jaws, attempting to Make Karolina let go.

[Monsy]

Wrestlers are paragons of modern barbarity. The obscene ill-taste to put one’s mouth on another, bite and cinch her forearm into flaps of bundling up flesh, to mark and engrave yourself on God herself? She could recoil. Half from the mosquito-buzzing nerves throwing a tantrum over a crumb of nothing. “Tsk-” Shock took her back, releasing her hold and rolling away over to her knees. She’s quick to stand upright. Tall, six-foot-three and all. Her might still unquestioned. Not a hair dishevelled. Pure wrestling perfection, unmarked or tethered by exhaustion. Save for a slight red mark on her cheek.

“Utterly abhorrent behaviour, young Annie. You wrestlers have no shame. Not one in the lot.”

Karolina checked her arm. Teeth mark on her sleeve which she rubbed out. It’s like having a putrid worm swim on your bastion of godhood. A stain that she just needed to scrub out. It turned her lips sour and coil up, her stare to tighten and look over, waiting. We don’t stoop to kicking people until they’re upright. Not yet.

[Epicsnivy]

Annie did not care what Karolina had to say about her, all she cared about was getting out of that dangerous submission hold. It was all she could do to save her arm and possibly save her career. She did not like the taste of human at all, but it was all she could do.

As soon as Karolina let her go, Annie got up to her feet, holding her arm in pain. She probably should not try to do anything strenuous with her arm, or she might risk damage, meaning she would have to fight with one arm.

"I don't care. You tried to break my arm. Now I will beat you up." Annie said angrily, before attempting to run at Karolina, and attempt to pump kick her right in the midsection, hoping to knock the bigger woman down.

[Monsy]

So many words for these kinds. So many. Dogs. That’s what stuck out the most. Wrestling like pitbulls. They are something lower than the standard. Those who carve beyond the rules, but decency itself! It just. Ugh.

“It’s a submission. You are meant to tap out and lose with dignity.” Ah, a head-on charge. Didn’t take her by surprise. She can pump kick all she wants, for that was destined for one place only: be caught in her grasp. One hand on the sole, another on the ankle. “Or not.” She took the hand on the sole, bladed her stance, folded her arm across her chest before whipping a chop towards Annie’s chest!

[Epicsnivy]

Annie Clark was not gonna listen to anyone, she was gonna charge headfirst into a dangerous situation, whether it was smart of her to or not. She came charging at the much bigger Karolina, looking to knock her down with a Pump kick.

And then her foot was caught mid kick, and Annie's face of anger turned to panic and worry. She tried to get it out of Karolina's grasp, but Karolina was not letting her go an inch.

And then all of a sudden, Annie was chopped across the chest by Karolina, which felt like a missile. "AAAH!" Annie screamed as she dropped back first to the mat, holding her chest in pain, gritting her teeth, her foot very likely still being held onto by Karolina.

[Monsy]

It’s like dealing with a bratty child. Always getting up. Never learning.
And down they went again. Peeling off that rage had the expected response. Fear always had a nice aroma. Better than the sizzling taste of singed skin when you hit it so hard, you get a shock more debilitating than a defibrillator. Dropped like a sack of sad bricks. Karolina laughed, “Now, let's try that submitting thing again.”

She indeed held the ankle, sought to turn her over and kneel down, right above their head. The knee that did dip could fit wonderfully on the back of their head, all snug and bearing her weight. And that leg? Bent back so far, you can forget a C. No, this matriarch was about to turn this country bumpkin into an O.

[Epicsnivy]

And just like that, Annie was laying on her back, being effortlessly put down by the merciless Karolina, Annie could only hold her chest in pain, a pocket of air left her month when the chop happened.

And then Karolina decided she was gonna torture Annie as she turned her over, Annie trying and failing to resist, as Karolina locked in a severe Stretch Muffler on Annie.

"AAAAH!" Annie screamed as she was locked in the painful hold. All Annie could do was slam her fists on the mat, hoping eventually that Karolina would let go on her own, cause Annie did not want to tap out to someone like her.

[Monsy]

What can they do when a woman twice their size kneeled on their head? She made a human pretzel from their small frame. So flexible by Matriarch hands, Karolina can even be proud. Yet they didn’t seem so grateful. Banging on the ground like a child throwing a fit. She rolled her eyes, held her ground, and torqued her hold.

“Give up. There is nowhere else to go and nothing you can do. In fact, there was never anything you could do. So just tap. Get it over with.”

Though, she had a cackle watching them resist. Oh so futile.

[Epicsnivy]

Annie had no where to go, but a part of her did not want to give Karolina the satisfaction of making Annie submit, tapping out and crying in pain. But what was she gonna do, movement was not possible.

But Annie realized something, she had a free leg that had just been flailing about all over the place, not really doing anything much of use. It might be pointless, but she has to try.

Annie attempted to throw her leg towards Karolina's direction, hoping that she could make enough of an impact to force Karolina to let go of the hold and save herself.

[Monsy]

The small girl fancies herself a nuisance with all that flailing. Who had she stumbled upon? A wrestler or a child? Alas, she seemed to muster something. A moment of resolve before the kick knocked her in the side of the head. She huffed. It got a few cracks from this middle-aged soul, but Annie’s legs were released. Karolina took a finger and scraped it along the impacted zone before standing, brows furrowed as she started walking along the outskirts of the ring, adjusting her arm sleeves, quickly checking her boot laces and rolling her shoulders. Always watching.

“Don’t tell me you still think you can win here, young Annie.”