Flashback Match: Alison Seong vs Allison Ford in a Street Fight

[TheManVan]

Match Type: Street Fight
Rules: No Disqualifications
Victory Conditions: Pinfall or Submission in the Ring

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Years Ago...

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Alison had built quite a reputation among the various promotions in America, having a infamous status as one of the hardest hitting and ruthless wrestlers on the scene, leaving a trail of victims and brutality. There weren't many promotions will to let their stars get hurt, but there were some willing to capitalize on her savagery for the more excitable crowds within wrestling.

Spoiler

And this was one of those nights, having been called on to participate in a Street Fight.

The lack of rules allowed Alison to be uninhibited in her reckless nature, no rules to stop her from winning however she pleased as she walked out into the ballroom. The promotion she was fighting for today was one that had built itself off of it's violent matches and thereby accumulating some of the most wanton destruction craving fandoms, already seeping into a bloodlust frenzy with just letting their anticipation run wild as she made her way down the aisle. She kept her eyes on the ring, keeping the raging fans out of her mind as she walked up the stairs and stepped into the ring.

There was no fanfare from Alison, she didn't fight for the fans nor cared if they appreciated her or not. She wanted to win and she wanted to hurt people as she stood in the center of the ring, waiting for whomever the promotion sent out to be crushed by her hand!

[Hitman45]

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Years Ago...
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Allison's indie career was going very well so far. Fighting in various promotions, participating in numerous matches with a variety of stipualtions. She was one of the hottest prospects of the scene and many promotions were vying for her signature. Considering Allison's father only made her sign short-term contracts everywhere, she would star for all of them at some point in time...

Today, she was gonna main-event at a promotion known for its more, hardcore tastes. And the match she was slotted itto very much aligned with that. A Street FIght. Two Competitors, driven by bloodlust, slugging it out, without any care. The only rule was that there were no rules. Her competitor had built up quite a reputation in these kind of matches, with even reports of her opponents suffering grims fate fell into her ears.

But Allison wasn't bothered about the hype surrounding her, as she made her entry into the modest sized ballroom arena, dapping and fist-bumping with some fans and getting into the ring, before climbing the middle rope of a corner and spreadin her arms to invite applause. The fans sure adored her and irrespective of whether she won or not, she was keen to put on a top-notch spectacle. That was her brand, which she had created by her work throughout her tenure. And looking at her opponent, she was sure that this match would be a memorable and bloody one.

Wrestling Attire of her Indie Days

Allison locked eyes with her opponent, who looked well-built, muscular and in a proper fighting shape. The announcer then proceeded to intoduce both competitors.

"Standing at 5'10", Weighing in a 157 pounds, Introducing....ALLISON FORD!!" The crowd cheered and chanted her name, to which the raven-haired woman responded with arms spread wide, inviting the applause again. Now, all that remained was her opponent's introduction, which Allison was keen to know; and the signal to start the fight...

[TheManVan]

"And her opponent, standing at 5'11, weighing in at 170lbs! Fighting out of San Francisco, California! ALISON....SEEEEEEEONG!"

The crowd around them were bubbling with anticipation at the sight of the two powerful women standing across of each other, already knowing that there was going to be massive fireworks between the both of them. Alison's eyes narrowed as her opponent had the same name as her, it stirred quite a primal irritation in her. But that was no need for words, there was no reason for words when they were in the center of the squared circle!

She marched up right to the other Allison, a glare with fire and disdain matched by little as she sized up her opponent. There was plenty to be worried about with the toned body, Alison may had a weight advantage over her, but they were near the same height. Her additional muscle mass would be what she relied on as always.

But technicalities like that was never what Alison fell on, instead it was her mentality of violence. Amply so, she would take the initiative by swinging a hard slap at Allison's face!

[Hitman45]

Allison's eyes slightly widened from the revelation that both of them shared the same first name. This match was already a spicy one with the stipulation that was in place, but now it had another ingredient to spice it up. They may be sharing a name, but that's where their similarities ended. Alison had the edge in weight and stood an inch taller than the raven-haired woman, the difference almost indistinguishable.

Her namesake was also heavyweight, which meant that the power aspect of the match tilted in her favour. But Allison wasn't bothered by it that much. None of it would be worth a grain of salt if the heavyweight couldn't put it to use.

The crowd erupted into a primal roar, the screams deafening, causing Allison to jolt a bit, but soon settled into it. But what she did not anticipate was Alison just closing the distance between them and slapping her cheek, the imprint of her hand leaving a burning sting in its wake.

"GAAH!"Her head just few to the side, floundering back a step. Not to be outdone by the heavyweight, Allison would respond the same way, which wasn't her preference or something she tried ever. But if Alison was gonna try to catch her unaware, so would Allison, swinging her right arm towards Alison's cheek with a Backhanded Slap!

[TheManVan]

The thunderous crack rang out as Alison's hand soared across of Allison's cheek, Alison had made her point very clear to her opponent. With firing the first shot, Alison stood in the center of the ring, ensuring everyone had eyes on her. But there was another part to this spotlight, Allison had stayed on her feet after being struck by the heavyweight, something that was attributed to her durability, but nothing that Alison was going to acknowledge as Allison soon fired back with a strike of her own, smacking Alison right in the face with a back handed slap!

Alison's head wiped to the side, the strike being as violent as the one she threw, matching her aggression and flagrant disrespect! Her eyes widened, a hand moving up to her cheek knowing that Allison was just as willing to meet the expectations of this street fight, she'd snap back to Allison and would quickly use her size to try and mount an advantage, grabbing Allison by both sides of her hair and tried to throw her in the direction of the corner!

[Hitman45]

If Alison thought that Allison would simply bend-over and let her have her way, just beacuse she was a big-shot and had a penchant for violence, she was terribly mistaken. Retaliating with a slap of her own, was a message that Allison was gonna give as ahrd as she took, and Alison better be ready for a brutal scrap tonight. A smug look crept up the raven-haired woman's face seeing Alison taken aback, her eyes indicating that she had definitely not expected it.

But Alison was quick on her feet, closing the little distance between them and flinging her to the nearest corner with a Hair-pull slam!"Owww!...Ghhh" A wince escaped her, her head stung from her hair pull. Alison really dug in there, reaching for the scalp. Rubbing her head on the sides, Allison would get into a seated position after knocked down and rise up gingerly. "Take your shot..."Allison attempted to goad Alison, while still hoisting herself up....

[TheManVan]

Yanking and tossing Allison towards the corner, Alison began to show her brute strength and her size advantage on the smaller Allison to quickly stop any notion of a fight and turn this into a beating. Her opponent leaned against the corner, her words attempting to cut into Alison with a taunt to show her what she had. It wasn't as if Alison needed another reason to start burying her fists into a trapped opponent!

She let out a growl, launching herself at Allison with arm cocked back and swinging for the fences at Allison's head, looking to try and smash that stupid look off of her head!

[Hitman45]

It would be understandable to wonder what was the end goal of goading a hothead of a heavyweight, who already had a reputation of almost ending people's careers and obliterating many others; to take a free hit when being cornered. It looked like a early trip to the hospital was on the cards of the raven-haired woman.

But there was a method to this madness, and the heavier Alison took the bait, looking to pound her to the ground. But Allison simply pulled her head to the side at the last minute, thus letting the fist graze the air, and immediately grabbed the shoulder of the same arm. Looking at the slightly taller woman with a coy smirk, Allison would plan to kick the leg of Alison, nearest to her and drive the upper body down via the shoulder clench in an STO!

[TheManVan]

The strength advantage was veering towards Alison with her height and weight advantage but being bigger also had it's cons that Allison was well aware of as she ducked underneath Alison's haymaker that swung right over her head and left Alison unbalanced as she stumbled into Allison! Gritting her teeth, Alison tried pulling herself back to line up with another attack but Allison had already wrapped an arm around her chest and hooking on her shoulder!

Trying to free herself, Allison would take advantage of Alison's disrupted balance as she swept her leg out from underneath her while driving forward and brought the two down to the mat with Alison crashing back first from the STO!

[Hitman45]

The STO did the job, laying both women, who shared the same name, on the mat, though their fates differed considerably. Allison got back, looking directly into Allison's eyes, with a smug look, and then scanned the crowd, who were cheering her name, or Alison's name, or both. It was difficult to make out. Keen on getting some hits without giving Alison any room to breathe, the raven-haired woman grabbed both of her wrists and pulled.

Once Alison got on her knee, Allison would look down upon her literally and proceed to hammer her chest with stomps, with the wrists still locked between her hands. After Allison felt that enough stomps have been drilled, she planned to drive her knee right into the jaw of the Heavyweight and put her down once against. This would probably get some sense into her that the fight was by no means going to be a cakewalk...