Ami "The Supermodel" Takeuchi vs Abbey Abraxas

That knee to head really shook the supermodel off, realizing that Abbey was more tough than she thought. Ami rolled away from her opponent and clutched her head, trying to recompose herself. However that knee to the head did more than just damage her, it was a wakeup call for the supermodel, that if she keeps underestimating her opponent and Abbey can get a few more offensive moves like that, the supermodel would have no chance.

She let out a small groan when she felt Abbey's presence over her body with her legs on either side, when she felt Abbey lifting up to hopp on her feet, the supermodel attempted to roll out of the way in hopes that Abbey drops down onto her butt on the ring canvas instead of her back.

"Guuuuh!"

Abbey was jolted, arching her back and grimacing as she hit her tailbone fluish on the mostly unforgiving canvas. She rolled onto her hands and knees and began muttering under her breath near Ami. "Darnit..."

Ami rolled out just in time, as she saw her opponent drop down on her butt, with her tailbone really taking most of the impact from that mistake on her part. Ami grinned as she saw Abbey shift onto her hands and knees. The supermodel got up on one knee as she used that position to kick up and do a short sprint towards her opponent and attempted a wild soccer kick aimed right at Abbey's belly when she was still down on her hands and knees.

"Gaaah!"

The kick hit Abbey flush and she rolled onto her back, cradling her stomach. "Ghh.. dammit!" She cursed again. She was pissed she gave Ami this kind of opening and she tried to roll onto her hands and knees again. She needed to regroup quickly.

"Oh I'm just getting started you overly buff bitch nerd" she mocked her using her own strange vocabulary of insults before grabbing her opponents hair to drag her towards the nearest ring ropes while she was still down on her hands and knees.

Ami carefully placed Abbey's neck against the bottom rope before pressing her foot against the back of her opponents neck and grabbing the top ropes with both hands for leverage. She then pressed her foot down on the back of Abbey's neck as much as she could to choke her out using the bottom ropes.

"What the hell?!"

Abbey was pretty confused by Ami's insult Was she a nerd or a jock? Well, both, probably but she didn't have much time to contemplate it as she was yanked by the hair. "Ahhhh!" She scrambled to keep up with Ami, but the girl set her down over the ropes and started choking her.

"Auughh!"

Abbey kicked as she gagged, and pressed her hands against the bottom rope, trying to force herself off the rope with her arms as she tried to yank her head free as well.

The supermodel had malicious intent in those eyes as she continued to press her boot against the back of her opponents head while gripping the top ropes tightly for leverage. She pressed on to choke Abbey who was kicking and gagging, trying to get free from Ami.

"Aww whats the matter huh? feeling out of it already? Leme help you up" she mocked her in a sweet tone before grabbing her hair to pull her up on her feet, before gripping her arm to attempt to whip her into the corner of the ring.

Abbey was coughing and sputtering as she was released. Just trying to get her breath back, the big girl was yanked sharply by her hair again and whipped towards the corner. She nearly stumbled, but recovered. She turned at the last minute and crashed back first into the turnbuckle.

A sympathetic "Ooooh!" Caem from the crowd as the ring jarred when Abbey crashed into it. She slumped against the turnbuckle and began panting. "Crap..." She muttered to herself. How did this talentless bitch get the better of her anyway?

Ami's hairpull was vicious , like a catfigher!. Her fingernails really dug into her opponents scalp as she yanked Abbey's hair as hard as she could to pull her up on her feet. Still, the worst of either of them was still yet to come. After whipping Abbey in the corner, the supermodel made her way in that corner and stood right infront of Abbey to grin at her, looking straight into her eyes.

"Lets see how much plastic really is in there" she laughed as took a step back before attempting a chop right across her opponents chest, if she managed to do so she would attempt for a follow up to really wind her out- going for a shoulder block aimed at Abbey's gut.

Abbey watched as Ami strolled up to her like the haughty princess she believed to be. Her back ached and she was panting, but her eyes held fire in them. She bit her lip and growled as Ami spoke about her boobs and reeled back for a no doubt devastating breast chop.

"I don't think so!"

As Ami reeled back, Abbey lunged at the supermodel to try and grab her wrist with both hands and spin around to roughly yank Ami's arm behind her back in a tight hammerlock.