Roni Mancini vs. Queen Geedorah

[Dubski]

The Hitwoman was pissed off to a tremendous degree. She hated this weasel shit from her opponents, and she never let them get away with it, and Queen Geedorah would not be an exception by any stretch. Just as she felt her vision starting to recover, she growled under her breath, standing upright. "Play time is over! Do you understand me!?" bellowed Roni Mancini, looking around for Yo-Yo.

And then, in a moment, she was suddenly body checked and sent stumbling with her knees hitting square into the dislodged steel steps she had kicked earlier. Nearly falling on top of them, she caught herself with her hands as she yelled out, cracking both kneecaps on the hard metal!

She slammed a fist on the mat and yelled, "Fucker!" Her knees were throbbing in pain now, and her already furious mood only getting spiced up even more with rage. She was now more determined to hurt Yo-Yo and as soon as she recovered, Roni Mancini would do just that.

[BlackAkuma]

Holy fuck, that worked, that worked, that actually fucking worked!

Yo-Yo staggered back after the push and looked on, wide-eyed, as her little subterfuge paid off. It was satisfying to get some real damage on Roni, but more than that, she was just taken aback to have her plan come together. Her opponent was down, she was hurting, and she was open. Yo-Yo could rush in and start laying her out, take her down while she was vulnerable, and then-

”7!”

…you know what? Screw that. All Yo-Yo needed to do was win her first match, and if that was by a countout? Well, fine. It wasn’t like this was for a belt or anything. ”Both barrels!” She flipped Roni off, then hobbled her way back into the ring, groaning as she rolled in on her aching back. She made her way back up with the support of the ropes and backed away while the referee’s count continued, looking down at her opponent.

”Yeah, you better keep your big ass down on that floor, bitch! I dropped you once, come in here and I’ll drop you again!” She had full confidence in her voice, but inside, the story was different. If Roni stayed outside of the ring, great. But if she came back in, Yo-Yo planned to kick her like crazy when she came under the ropes.

[Dubski]

Roni snarled as the referee continued to count both women out, and then soon just the Hitwoman. Giving a nasty look to the ref, Mancini shouted, "I'm coming! Shut the hell up!" Fuming from the pain in her knees, Mancini would then make her way to the apron with a limp. She might need to adjust her strategy a bit after that. A new way to eviscerate her opponent. Whatever she needed to do at this point--she felt like that wouldn't be an issue. And then Queen Geedorah was popping off again and then Roni glared up at her and growled under her breath.

"So help me, shutting your mouth is going to feel so good," said the Italian Powerhouse, sliding into the ring. And then, she would be pelted with kicks and boots from her opponent. Covering up, Roni shook from the sheer anger of it. This little shit was pushing her look. This little twerp was already on top of her, trying to take her down.

And Mancini would eventually push herself up despite that, and then she would give a mighty shove to Yo-Yo, trying to just get the girl away from her now. Roni got on her two feet after, ready and wanting to rip her head off, but she's need a moment to recover from those kicks and boots that were sent her way.

[BlackAkuma]

”8!”

”Count fastercountfastercountfuckingfaster!”

Yo-Yo blurted out as she saw Roni stirring at ringside, making her way back to the ring far faster than she would’ve liked. The bitch was determined, she would give her that. Either that, or she was just going off sheer, murderous willpower. The look in her eyes made Yo-Yo lean to the latter, as the Italian looked up at her with a searing glare, as if she’d like nothing more in the world than to pull her head clean off her neck.

So, when Roni did make her way into the ring, Yo-Yo was all too eager to lay in with the kicks, stomping at her foe like crazy. ”Stay down!” Roni kept rising. ”Just stay the fuck down!” Roni kept rising. What, was this bitch a fucking Terminator?

She was in the middle of her wild assault when Roni pushed back, shoving her so hard that Yo-Yo was knocked off her feet. Snarling, she pushed her way back up in a hurry and dashed in the opposite direction, running as fast as her legs could carry her. ”Fuck it!”

Yo-Yo hit the ropes, bounced off, and came barreling towards Roni at top speed. As soon as she was close, she dipped down, threw herself forward, and put everything she had into a spear, hoping it would be enough to bring the bigger woman down.

[Dubski]

Roni Mancini let out a yell as she shoved Yo-Yo away as she was trying to beat her down with kicks and stomps. She wasn't about to let some punk ass brat like this pummel her into submission. She didn't let women do that who were twice her size, let alone one half her size. Still, Roni doubled over, growling loudly from the battering she had took getting back into the ring. Queen Geedorah was about to get it in a big way.

Having gotten her wind back, the towering Hitwoman stood back up, looking to grab hold of her pint-sized opponent. Eyes wide, she was surprised when Yo-Yo was already charging at her as fast as she could. Before Mancini could react, she was nailed with a big spear that had managed to clear Roni off of her feet! A move that if the Italian Powerhouse was prepared for, she may have been able to counter. And a move that she may have been able to take standing still were it not for the fact that her knees were already in a lot of pain! She was taken down by the full brunt of Yo-Yo's weight and hit the mat.

"Grrrr... Fuck!" yelled out Roni as she held her midsection, laying on the mat. Her hard abs having taken all of Queen's body weight on top of it and sapped the air from her lungs. Mancini was on her back, gritting her teeth, and becoming more and more consumed with the thought of smashing her opponent in every way she knew how.

[BlackAkuma]

In a few days, Yo-Yo would go on YouTube, surfing for clips about her and reaction to this match. She would find one video, from some lame smartass, titled ‘the Worst Spear Ever’. It would just be this clip, playing on loop three times, with womp-womp music.

It would get 2 million views. The person who posted it probably made more of that clip than she made off this match.

Yo-Yo hated the internet.

Regardless, she couldn't exactly disagree - it wasn’t her best moment. In her defense, she’d never done a spear before. She only tried it because she wanted to hit Roni with something big and it was the only thing that popped into her mind. On paper it was a stupid idea, since Roni outweighed her by over 70 damn pounds and was built like a brick shithouse, but adrenaline was one hell of a drug.

Her form was sloppy, she threw herself forward like a madwoman, she nearly smashed her face on the way down…but it worked. It fucking worked, and when Yo-Yo rolled to the side, she was treated with the sight of Roni writhing nearby. Yo-Yo scrambled over on her hands and knees, as the audience cheered along for her - love her, hate her, they all saw the possibility of a crazy upset about to happen.

She threw herself on the downed Roni, grabbed her leg, yanked her tights for extra leverage, and went for a pinfall, as the referee slid over beside them to start the count. ”1…!”

[Dubski]

Roni Mancini had been nailed with the sloppy spear, laying on her back as she held her midsection in pain, catching her breath. Oh, when she was done with Queen Geedorah... it would be rich. It would be wonderful. But then she suddenly felt that same girl back on top of her as she was ready to get over the pain in her gut. Her leg grabbed. And then her tights. And the referee, shortly after.

"ONE!"

The Hitwoman saw red.

And she kicked out immediately, looking positively irate as she rolled to the side, shoving Yo-Yo hard. Taking deep, furious breaths, she couldn't believe it. This girl would dare try to pin her? This little twerp thought she could get a win on her like this? Roni Mancini could not believe this chick.

And she glared, livid, as her head slowly turned to find her opponent. The Italian woman pushing off of the mat, practically trembling from her barely contained fury. An anger that she didn't even vocalize. Her face--contorted to emphasize her piercing gaze--stayed fixed on Queen Geedorah. And then she would instantly rush to her feet and aim to grab Queen Geedorah and rip her to her feet before trying to fire rapidfire knees towards her midsection and chest. She wanted to completely devastate her insufferable opponent and make her pay. And just walloping the life out of her would be more than enough.

[BlackAkuma]

”Fuck!”

Yo-Yo cried out as she was flung away by the explosive kick out, dropped on her back, and sent rolling. More than a little frustrating. That was her chance, her best chance, and it had slipped through her fingers at one count. What did she have to do to take this bitch down?

She was about to get up and find out, when she heard this weird sound. A heavy, hard sound, a rush of wind, like a dog panting. Ragged, unnatural, fierce, it didn’t sound like anything that should be coming out of a human’s mouth, so she was surprised to find out that was precisely the case. It was coming from Roni, who was currently looking at her with a face that could kill. It was enough to stop Yo-Yo dead in her tracks, and she brought her hands up with a nervous laugh. ”Okay, wait a sec, we can talk about-”

Roni, as it turned out, wasn’t in the mood to talk. No, the only thing she was in the mood to do was ram her knee into Yo-Yo’s stomach, which she proceeded to do over and over and over and over. Each blow drove the wind clean out of the rapper, lifted her off her feet, cut deep and left her gasping, but there wasn’t anything she could do but get ragdolled by the enraged woman.

[Dubski]

Each knee that hit Queen Geedorah was therapeutic. It made Roni Mancini feel so much better with each crushing impact that smashed into her opponent's chest and stomach. Yo-Yo was hurt, and gasping for air, and probably would have fell if it weren't for the Hitwoman's grasp on her.

And Roni wanted even more.

It wasn't enough that Yo-Yo was struggling to breath after those vicious knee strikes. She wanted to beat her down even more. She wanted her to understand just how much she had screwed up. And she wanted her to know that Roni "The Hitwoman" Mancini was nobody to mess with. "I think you've talked more than enough," said the Italian in a grim tone. Scowling, she would go behind Queen, grabbing hold of her by the hair to hold her in place. The next impact wouldn't feel good. It was time to get to work--to do what she did best: bring awful pain to her opponents.

The Hitwoman would then attempt to bring Yo-Yo up high in the air, swinging her around, and then go for a sitout powerbomb. Down the Barrel, the Blue Thunder Bomb maneuver she used quite often being the target. And a promise of things to come should she land the move without Queen Geedorah stopping it.

[BlackAkuma]

”Wait-”

Another knee.

”Stop-”

Another knee.

”Just stop-”

Another knee.

Roni kept hammering away with the cruel blows, with each one sinking deeper into her body, and Yo-Yo felt like she was on the verge of throwing up. Helpless, hapless, all she could do was flail about as her opponent attempted to turn her ribs into kindling, delivering the strikes with brutal precision and ruthless efficiency.

When it ended, Yo-Yo was out on her feet, barely able to stand, but that was okay - Roni was there to ‘help’ her stay straight, by grabbing her hair and hauling her up. She shrieked as her roots were pulled, but that was the least of her problems. She screamed all the way up, then screamed all the way down, as her opponent brought her crashing into the mat with the brutal powerbomb.

The impact was devastating, and Yo-Yo lithe body was sent bouncing away after she crashed down, flopping once before she came to a rest on her stomach. She looked totally out of it for a second, laying flat and still, before she started to shake and feebly feel about in a weak attempt to push her way back up.