Predatory Dominance- Ayame Akan vs Kathleen Hendricks

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Gravity could be deadly. Ayame’s body falling on Kathleen would hurt enough to stop her from getting back up. Whatever the case Kathleen had recovered enough to counter this simple move with her knees coming up to stop Ayame’s fall and jab at her arm with her hard knees. Ayame hissed out from falling on them and would fall back off Kathleen. Her delay must have given Kathleen too much time to recover and Ayame could hear people telling her that she should always be attacking already prepared to tell her this next time she saw them. But those lessons would come to late for this match and all she could do was move away tending to her shocked side and arm.

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Ayame had gotten too greedy with her time, and forgotten just who Kathleen was. An honest mistake, considering this was their first encounter, but by the end of it, it was one she shouldn't forget. Rest was understandable; gloating wasn't. And those knees stabbing the heavyweight in the side was hopefully just the beginning of the punishment that was to be inflicted on her.

"Grh!" Kathleen grunted, as the weight that slammed down onto her still hurt, but dampened greatly by her knees and thus, she had time to roll over and assess the situation. It seemed that the Akan was nursing her wounds herself, crawling away from the action as to try and recover. And while the Queen was still wounded herself, she was willing to swallow down that pain, becoming a shark that smelt blood in the water.

Pushing off her palms and feet, Kathleen charged, aiming a punt kick right towards that injured side, to try and move back into dissecting the larger woman, and especially keep her down on the ground if she could, having suffered what happened when she let the beast get to her feet.

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The side she fell on still did some damage to Kathleen despite it having a bigger effect on Ayame and her side. Odd aches that followed limited her movement while Kathleen started to get back up. A bad kid that she knew would cost her if she couldn’t get up and at least move away from her. She didn’t even move before Kathleen was on her with a sprint and a punk kick to the same side she fell on before to send a boot right under her ribs. “Arrff!” That spot was a strange spot to take any hits. Making Ayame’s arm reflexively shoot up like Kathleen kicked a nerve while she coughed out. All this just to turn back to her other side so she could keep Kathleen from punting her again like that.

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Kathleen huffed some as she landed that harsh kick right underneath the ribs of the heavyweight. That brief stint of being ragdolled in such a way, her hatred for Ayame only grew, and now with the woman down before her, vulnerable, she'd be happy to keep pressing such an advantage.

The Queen knew she couldn't win a battle of power, and while the Wolf had shown resilience before in ground-based situations, that was still her best bet in order to do more heavy damage to the larger woman. Especially now, when she seemed to be sporting an injury, a point of attack that she'd be happy to exploit. Plus, the fact that she was apart of the Akan Family should make it so that she already has experience feeling what was to come.

Kneeling down, Kathleen shoved her knee against the side of Ayame's skull, to try and pin it to the mat and make attempts to roll or struggle away fruitless. Then, one of her arms went to hook around the downed woman's top one. She didn't want any protection or shielding to happen, as the Queen used her other hand to begin firing down hammer shots to the abdomen of the Wolf!

Repeating bashes against the abs of the Akan, Kathleen made her new target the lower half of Ayame's torso, and even attempted to try in mix in punches to the side and kidney of the larger woman as to try and cripple her further!

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The failed attack put Ayame in retreat mode for now since she couldn’t allow Kathleen to just go after her. However a hobbled escape attempt was hardly a working one and Kathleen caught up with her quickly to pin her down by placing a knee on her head to stop any escape or wiggling away while she would also trap her outside arm with the other arm pinned on Kathleen’s side. Her struggles for freedom were shut down when Kathleen enacted her plan and began to batter Ayame’s belly with punches! “Aaaffmm!” Ayame gasped out while fists met fleshy steal and left a hard hitting sound with each punch. More whimpers followed the punches as Kathleen struck her quivering core, forcing it to convulse in shock while Ayame tried to restrain her gasps even when her face betrayed the pain she was in. Like a hammer the punches kept coming forcing more and more of her abs to falter with each painful punch before Kathleen switched targets to hit her kidney when she didn’t expect it. “Haughh!” Her body twitched and faltered from the shock allowing the next punch to her stomach to make more progress than the last one. The sound leaving her once it hit was between a moan and a cough when the next punch hit. She tried to escape but between the punches and her body being restrained she still couldn’t escape.

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Kathleen had studied Kyoko's point of attack before, and found it utterly fitting to use it against her own blood now. Each punch packed surprising strength, showing that while the Queen wasn't necessarily physically imposing or a powerhouse, she packed power where it mattered--Ayame's abs could attest to that. And with the heavyweight's inability to escape, she saw no reason not to continue the assault. Hammer blows and punches continued to batter that now weakened stomach, as though trying to punch through and deflate those abs that the Akans naturally had and loved to show off.

Eventually however, Kathleen decided to switch it up. Gripping Ayame's shoulder and waist, the middleweight forcefully rolled over the heavyweight so that her body faced towards the Queen. In perhaps a moment of celebration, her knee left the purple-haired woman's head, but it wouldn't be a moment that lasted long. As with Ayame's body on its side, and facing towards the Queen, it allowed her to thrust that knee forward, slamming viciously against the stomach of the Akan once more. Using her grip on the larger woman's body to pull her in to each knee strike, Kathleen seemed intent on using this moment to prove a point to Ayame. Her 'family trade', so to speak, could just as easily be used against her.

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The belly punches kept coming. Kathleen’s work on her core wasn’t easing up while the punches increased in ferocity. Soon Ayame was whimpering while the punches tore into her belly and any of her usual confidence was going away. Despite the toughness of her core she was not her sister who was used to taking hits like this to her stomach. Kathleen was dominating her. When she finally stopped and pulled her to her side it was only to put her in a new position and she began throwing knees instead of punches. “Uppuh!” A slight gag followed by a knee that punctured her belly. With more to follow with Ayame’s belly taking knees that deflated her.

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This working of the core was just as much of a message to the Belly Queen as it was a means of breaking down the taller and heavier Akan. A fellow middleweight, Kyoko had made her claim for winning Apex well-known, and thus Kathleen was all too happy to send a message to her in this way, with her knee continuing to drill Ayame's defenseless core. Shredded abs turning to mush under the brute force of the QoD's relentless assault onto her, with the heavyweight's whimpers only encouraging her to throw more force into such strikes. Each one sounded through the arena with the sound of a meaty smack, sure to induce a few cringes here and there among the audience, but that was just a regular occurrence in Kathleen's matches now.

And eventually, the Queen relented on her attack, just to use her grip on Ayame to begin pulling her back up. Up to her knees, in such Kathleen finally released her, standing tall over her. A quick glance out towards the audience, the middleweight didn't spare any more time basking in the moment before she went running past Ayame towards the ropes. And bouncing off of them, she charged towards the back of the purple-haired woman, throwing her arm back and thrusting it forward, aiming an elbow strike right to the back of Ayame's skull and neck!

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Kathleen’s message through Ayame’s belly was one everyone could see without her saying anything. Ayame really didn’t like being an example for something for her sister and if she got back up she would make Kathleen pay in more than just a barrage of blows to the abs, if she could get up. Her hands moved to protect her belly and left her to do nothing when Kathleen finally ended her attack on Ayame’s stomach long enough to actually take time to do so, even if she was paralyzed to anything else she could do while Kathleen was pulling her up until she was situated on her knees. Placed high enough for her next move for Kathleen to run to and back from the from the ropes to use them to launch herself back into Ayame and crack the back of her head with an elbow. The entire time Ayame didn’t move until she was hit, before she screamed once more as she was flung to the floor after the elbow tried to knock her head off by targeting her head where it was weakest.

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That elbow cracked hard against the back of Ayame's head, laying her out once more, much to the satisfaction of Kathleen, though she didn't show it. Instead of reveling in that successful strike, the Queen instead kept on the move, grabbing the purple hair of the heavyweight's and lifting her back up, tucking her head firmly underneath her arm and squeezing tight. A familiar sight for many in the audience, it was a set-up for Kathleen to kick her foot forward, taking out Ayame's legs from under her, at the same time as her falling backwards, to drill her head hard against the mat for a vicious DDT!

If successful, the Queen proceeded to roll her opponent over onto her back and hook one of her tights, while her other hand pushed Ayame's shoulder to the mat, prompting the referee to slide in to count.

"One!"

"Two!"