Isabela vs Serenity: Poison Ambush

[Person]

Throw jab after jab, Isabela would finally manage to get Serenity to let go. This would result in her inhaling and exhaling at a rapid and loud rate. The Mexican wrestler's face had gone red from the attack but would now start to return to its normal colour. Her back was still in pain from the previous attack she had taken. But Isabela needed to push on, she couldn't keep playing defence if she wanted to win, she needed to go on the offensive.

Gathering what energy she could, she would push off the ground. Isabela would get back onto her feet before taking a few steps forward and trying to swing her leg forward, attempting to give a brutal kick right into her opponent's face. It wasn't anything fancy, crazy or even too brutal but it was meant to keep her opponent down while she could take a few more seconds to gather her energy. After which she could move onto more brutal and devastating moves.

[Wagy]

"Grkhh!" Serenity grounted our as she was attacked with a kick to the head that pushed her down, making her lay on a flank. There wasn't much force into that blow but due to the arabian's guard being down and her defences having just suffered a major blow the high kick was still devastating and it had left the assasin themed fighter seeing stars.

"Won't let...you go that easily." Murmured the woman as she tried to grab at one of the woman leg to try and pull it to make her fall on the ground as well. The dark skinned woman wasn't going to let her opponent regain energy as if she did, Serenity would no doubt be overwhelmed cosidering her weakened position right now, not to mention the knowledge that Isabela had gained about her tactics.

[Person]

Getting onto her feet, Isabela moved forward and managed to punt Serenity right in the head. The attack would keep her opponent down on the ground. This is what she needed, a chance to go on the offensive versus a down opponent. Just a few good hits and she could gain control of this match and do some devastating moves. However before she could continue, she would feel her leg being grabbed and moved. Her eyes would go wide before she then fell to the ground.

Falling on the hard ground did hurt but it was just a fall, not a slam or anything. This was something that a normal person could walk off but the previous attacks she had taken would cause her to pause for a second before she would then start to push up and attempt to get back into the fight. "You are tricky one but these tricks will only take you so far." stated the Aztec-style wrestler. She would make sure to keep her attention on her lower legs and feet to stop such tricks.

[Wagy]

Serenity attempted push herself up as well, shaking off as best as she could the earlier beating finding consolence in the fact that her opponent had some difficulties as well and that gave her an idea. The arabian's vile fingers wrapped tightly around the locks of black and blue hair of the mexicans to keep her steady on her knees so that she could begin socking her with several fists to the face!

"I'm honored of your compliments miss, but personally I'm of the idea that in a battle you must fight with your tooth and nails. Like your very life depends on it!"

The dark skinned woman said with a vile smile, one inviting the other woman to respond in kind to give do commence a brutal slugfest on the ground as the both of them attempted to get back on their feet.

[Person]

Isabela felt her hair being grabbed before taking a shot in the face as she then heard Serenity's words. The Mexican wrestler would return the favour, also grabbing a lock of that beautiful purple hair before throwing her own punch, attempting to go blow with blow with her opponent.

"True but if you rely on these tricks, people will learn to counter them while you have gotten used to them. Tell me, what is it that you want? Do you only want to do one-off jobs or do you plan on going for the gold, like a title belt?" asked Isabela trying to get a better idea of her opponent. She was also now expecting another trick. Sure they were doing a slugfest between the two, going blow for blow but from what she had learned from Serenity another sneak attack would come. Her previous statement indicated so. Isabela wanted to keep going with this slugfest but no, she needed to strike first.

After a few blows, she would attempt to grab Serenity's head with both her hands and then slam it right into the ground. If this worked, she would repeat the process several times. It was a brutal attack and would ruin the contest but versus this kind of opponent, it needed to be done if she wanted to win.

[Wagy]

Truth be told, Serenity was just enjoying the slugfest of course she had a backup plan in the back of her mind if things started to rough up too much but for now this was perfectly fine for her.
As punches were exchanged, her opponent would make her question trying to get something out of the dark skinned woman mind.

''Oh? Usually my opponents don't last that much anyway in fact i'm satisfied that you have lasted so much and besides...
It's not like I'm all out of tricks yet, If I had to compliment myself I would say that I'm a master at improvisation!"

She said between a punch given and one received.

"Do you want to know more about me? My my, I'm quite pleased to know you are interested in little old me. But alas, I think I'm not as peculiar of a person as you might think. I simply like to do the jobs I'm paid to do, hoping to find some real fight along the way.
You instead, you want to make a carrer don't ya?"

But right at that moment a particular punch would injure Serenity's eye, allowing Isabela to grab her by the head and smash it into the ground several times. She felt the woman go limp, eyes totally white for a moment and jaw slack.
Blood began to leak out from her forehead..
But still...

"Peek-a-boo!"

Serenity grip on the woman's hair was still strong and with the last of her strength she delivered an headbutt right on the nose of Isabela. After that however, the assassin was spent and she would lay on the ground spread wide like a starfish a she needed to recuperate strenght, totally prey of her opponent if she weren't to have the urgency to recover as well.

[Person]

With each punch that they threw and with each word that was stated, Isabela was starting to figure out more and more about her opponent. First, she could expect more tricks, so it was best to stay on guard and perhaps fight dirty as well. Second, was that she had no interest in a title belt and was just here to do jobs. That made her more dangerous in a way. This meant she would usually be on the offensive and would rarely be on the defensive and could always prepare some new tricks. After Isabela's questions were answered during the slugfest, she would be asked a question by Serenity.

"Of course, I want to climb to the top, hold the belt and stand on top of a mountain of defeated bodies. It would show that I am the best and it would pay the most. To stand on top of a body as exotic and beautiful as yours is something I will take much pride in."

The Aztec-style wrestler then managed to grab her opponent's head and started to slam it down on the ground over and over again. Honestly, each slam was therapeutic, like she was getting revenge for the missed appointment and each cheap shot she had taken so far. After the final blow, she exhaled as she let go of her opponent and smiled. It was a brutal beat-down and a small part of her felt bad for making her bleed and damaging that beautiful face of hers but this was a match and she intended to win it.

The Mexican wrestler was about to get up before she suddenly heard that statement. Her eyes would go wide, as the white of her eyes could be seen. That statement put fear into her very soul. How was she still able to fight after taking such a beating? But before she could further think about this, she would receive a headbutt right in the nose, causing her to fall back and hold her nose in pain. Isabela would kick about in pain before looking at her opponent who was still down. It seemed that the last attack had taken everything out of her. The Aztec-style wrestler would calm herself down and now attempt to once again push herself up and get back onto her feet so she could continue with the match, though this would take a few seconds.

[Wagy]

The purplenette was left breathing hard on the cold floor of the arena's garage. It hurt, she felt her head still spinning and hurting from all those brutal moves.
Her mind was quick to conclude that she was suffering from a concussion as drop of blood from her forehead started to wet her vision, she start to see double while crawling away to a nearby car.
She wasn't able to pick herself up as of now, she would need some more to recover so the least she could do was putting some distance from the brutal mexican fighter.
The assasin managed to gain a sitting position on the ground, her back leaning against the front of a car, coicindentally it was the same one where Isabela had briefly brutalized her before.
Taking a long breath in, her eyes would fall on her recovering nemesis a smile still adorning her lips as she spoke...

"You know...I actually can't get my head on this concept of wanting a belt or a title of some sorts.
You might forgive my lack of vision miss Tatloani, but I think those are empty things.

Being called a champion doesn't mean much if you can still be taken out by someone much weaker than you in condition like this one, some don't even fight back like you are.
It's actually quite the often occurence.

Oh forgive me, I'm going on a ramble again...
What I meant is, a true fighter worth is decided in these conditions...
Fighting without rules, unrestrained by a ring. A true fight with nothing but your sheer will and your body as your weapon.
I seek to snuff out those will, the will of beauties like yourself miss Tatloani...
And now..."

She gestured at her defenseless form.

"Do your worst.''

[Person]

Isabela grew annoyed with Serenity's words. They were an insult to almost every single wrestler in LAW. To say that a title belt, the thing that almost all the wrestlers sought out was pointless was a huge disrespect to the entire company. The Mexican wrestler would make a fist in anger before then inhaling and exhaling. Maybe this was just a trick to enrage her and make herself sloppy. No, she wouldn't fall for it.

"Sounds like you are making up excuses. Perhaps thinking you could never reach that high in terms of stardom. So, in response, you then made up reasons why such a thing is pointless. But it isn't, a title belt has a few reasons to fight for. First, the amount of extra money and contracts you make. Gaining a title belt lets you live a way better life than most other wrestlers. Second, it gives your fans, the people that support you hope and joy to see the one they cheered for become the champion. Third, it is a matter of pride, to win this is to state you are the best. Sure you can lose it but while you hold it, you are considered the best by the company. Fourth, it means more power as well, you gain a stage to expand whatever programs you want to do. Many wrestlers use it to bring awareness to charity programs and make the world a better place." stated Isabela in response to her opponent, though at this point she wasn't even starting to see her as an opponent, more like just an attacker. She would now close the distance between the two of them.

"You seem to not understand what LAW is about. You think LAW is a fighting company, a place where people do battle. It is not, LAW is an entertainment company. Everything that is done, is done for the viewers. Even now, we are being recorded and being watched by fans who enjoy this kind of stuff."

With that, Isabela would attempt to grab Serenity by the hair and trunks before attempting to throw her towards a car door, head first. Already doing several attacks to the head, this would make sure she couldn't keep up her focus. After which, she could perform a few more brutal attacks using the car.

[Wagy]

After completing her speech the mexican wrestler would easily accomplish her objective as Serenity pretty much was a ragdoll in her hands. The purplenette would crash against the door of the car, severely deting it and causing major cracks to appear on the windshield.
An ominous slow murmur would escape Serenity's lips...

"I see."

She was far too weak in her current state to do any kind of flashy comeback, as such she resorted to the simplest of move that would probably backfire on her just a little that being...quickly trying to hug her opponent in order to offset the trajectory of future attacks. She then moved erraticaly, gripping solidly the other woman by her costume in oder to do an half baked belly to belly suplex that would completely crash the door of the car.
That was Serenity's bet as she attempted to get away after this, hoping that her opponent was stunned enough for her to recover a little of her energy exiting the car an leaning against a wall for support, still heavy on her breath.

"I accept it. I mean it, it's isn't often that someone gives actual compelling arguments to why they're in for a wrestle company. I can respect that and...maybe if I was a bit luckier in life I would be thinking exactly like you."

She then said, pointing with her thumb to a nearby camera.

"I also enjoy providing people with a good show, even though I'm of the opinion that a battle should be between the two souls of the fighter only.
Still, there's a fundamental flaw in your reasoning miss Tatloani.
But alas, I shall show it to you throught fists rather than words. And I apologize if my words have poisoned your mood for the battle, alas...
Let's resume, I want to see the full extent of your conviction."