Marzia Servelli vs. Breanna Laney: Falls Count Anywhere

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Having attained her long overdue comeback, Marzia turned back around to watch Breanna's landing over the ropes. She took a moment to catch her breath, shaking out any soreness in her arms as she prepared to make her next move. Breanna was quick to roll away, and Marzia had to pause for a moment as she considered her next move. Breanna was clearly staying alert, and if she went to pursue her right away, she'd no doubt have a counter ready. But there were other things Marzia had at her disposal, and she was most certainly ready to use them. Against most opponents, Marzia would never think of going to such measures...but Breanna wasn't just any opponent.

Gritting her teeth in rage, the soda still dripping from her hair, Marzia slipped out of the ring and stormed over to where Breanna had left her trash can. Then, turning her tactics against her, she would hurl the whole thing straight at her!

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Breanna took deep breaths as she looked to see Marzia getting really frustrated. She didn’t care as her back killed her from the sudden impact. It was true Marzia wasn’t playing around this time and Breanna wouldn’t have it any other way. However, what happened next was sure gonna put Breanna on notice as she hadn’t seen Marzia grabbed her trash cans full of weapons.

Breanna widened as it was hurled straight into her sending full weight into Breanna being buried unders chairs, kendo sticks, stop sign and other road signs, baseball bat, a cookie tray and pool stick. Breann groaned as she moved aside the weapons, but curled up in a ball feeling complete pain from that move.

[CaptainL]

Breanna may have gotten into this match with a strong start, but Marzia was quick to take back the momentum. While she usually wasn't one to go so quickly to using weapons, Breanna had done a good enough job of proving to her that she was worth her ire. And she would soon discover that when Marzia held a grudge, she wouldn't hold back.

Hitting her with her own trash can and knocking her off her feet, Marzia had Breanna down. But she wasn't going to stop there. Now that Breanna was off her feet, the Italian girl was closing in on her, ready to take advantage of her stunned state. As she got close, Marzia would return the favor from earlier, going to hit a double-footed stomp onto the downed Breanna's stomach!

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Breanna was down and out for the meantime, but Marzia wasn’t letting up as she hit a double-foot stomp on Breanna! Breanna went over to the announce table cringing in pain. She grabbed the baseball bat to defend herself with as she got up and defended herself. She pushed Marzia back with it.

“Scared to even grab a weapon sugar?”

[CaptainL]

Breanna had been left reeling as Marzia dropped down on top of her with both feet posed to make impact with her stomach. She would knock the wind out of the country girl, who rolled backwards from her, but Marzia would soon discover Breanna wasn't done yet, as she rolled over to the table, picking herself up and readying a baseball bat, holding it protectively in front of herself.

Marzia stared her down as she issued the challenge, likewise picking herself up and locking eyes with her from across the floor. She was leaned in closer, her teeth clenched and her fist coiled. "I don't need a weapon to beat you down," Marzia replied, trying to use her boast to save face in defiance of Breanna's attempts to cut her down. "But if that's the way you want to play, so be it!" She would then pick up a pool cue from the pile spilled from the trash can, tapping it in her hand. The two girls were fully prepared to tear each other apart by any means necessary!

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Breanna ran at Marzia and attempted a makeshift sword fight with her baseball bat which caused both girls to block one another trying to get an inch of of them. Breanna backed away and kept backing up as she waved her weapon around.

“Come at me, Marzia! You scared to play?” Breanna taunted as she smirked.

[CaptainL]

Marzia was quick to act in response to Breanna's blow, holding up her pool cue to swat her bat away. She kept her defensive stance, watching her opponent cautiously and trying to scope out any tricky moves she might do; and knowing Breanna, she had every reason to expect them from her. As she grit her teeth, she narrowed her eyes, keeping her gaze fixed on her as the two started to strafe.

Her teeth grit even closer as she listened to Breanna taunt her, which only caused her fingers to coil tighter around her weapon with a white-knuckled grip borne of rage. "Just...just you wait," the Italian said, putting down her shoulder and moving to charge for Breanna. As she got nearer, she would attempt to swing out and crack the cue across her body.

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Breanna got the middle of the pool cue as she got blasted in the chest, but Breanna held the handle of the bat and hit the top into Marzia’s gut. Once she was out of harm’s way, she went to grab a chair and tried bashing it over Marzia’s Head.

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The pool cue landed on its mark, giving Breanna a good smack across the chest - and it sounded like music to Marzia's ears, as she was enjoying hearing her old rival get a taste of her own medicine in a long-deserved comeuppance. For a brief moment her glower dropped from her face, as she smiled ever so slightly - she wasn't usually someone to take pleasure in another's pain, but this was Breanna she was talking about.

Breanna wasn't done yet, though, as she sent Marzia a quick jab into her stomach, causing the Italian to cough as she stumbled forward. In such a state, she would be wide open as Breanna picked up a chair and slammed it down over her head, causing her to fall on her stomach and dropping the cue in her hands, which landed at her side with a rattle as she laid flat on her face.

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Breanna then put a foot on Marzia as she placed a boot on her. She ordered the ref down as the ref started the count.

“1...2...”

However, Breanna put her boot off as she puts the chair on Marzia’s stomach before stepping back and then hitting a double foot stomp of her own on the chair to Marzia!