Seraphim Vs. Megumi- Crimson against Crimson(Complete)

Megumi landed the first hit solidly, but Seraphim's response was just as hard, hitting her right across the cheek. Megumi gritted her teeth at the pain, her eyes narrowing in anger. Before she could respond, another punch was on the way. Megumi quickly blocked, but then another after another came. Megumi got pinned down behind her arms from the flurry of punches. She responded when she could, though she usually got hit in the process.

"This kind of fight isn't going to go well for me," Megumi thought as she blocked a punch, threw a punch to Seraphim's cheek, and took a punch in kind, "I don't have that woman's resistance."

So Megumi decided to attack a weakness. Seraphim had a patch over her right eye, which meant that she had a slight blind spot. Megumi took advantage of this, dashing to the right, aiming to be just out of Seraphim's vision, throwing punches she hoped Sera couldn't see.

This was just like a day on the streets for Seraphim, the attacks she recieved, although painful, were nearly nostolgic for her, causing her smile to remain despite the faint trickl of blood from her lips. She would admit, she was starting to get a little worn down at this point, breathing a little harder as she stood her ground, but it would take a long time before she would fall.

Her confidence brewing, she decided to take a chance, and wind up for a haymaker. But, as she did, Seraphim realized, in mid swing, her opponant was no longer there, gone infact from her view. Failing to notice she was flanked int what was quite literally her blind spot, Seraphim was given a swift realization as she felt a throbbing sensation in her head from a surprisingly strong attack. "Grr, son of a- Oof!" Seraphim turned as quickly as she could towards the source of the first punch, but regretted doing so when the second shot connected. Had she remained sideways, it would have struck her ribs, something Seraphim could tolerate. But instead, when she turned, her bare stomach took the attack instead, sending Seraphim staggering backwards and into a fit of coughing. Sweat pouring down her face, Seraphim's legs quivered a little as she clutched her stomach with both hands, trying to recover from the blow and vulnerable to attack.

"Two weaknesses," Megumi thought, noting the effect the gut punch had. Not only did Sera have a blind spot in her vision, she also had a weakness in her gut. "I'll take advantage of that," Megumi thought.

Seeing Sera double over gave Megumi another chance to hit Sera hard. She moved up to Sera, grabbing Sera's hair. "How do you like getting your hair pulled?" Megumi said. Her knee would shoot up and try and strike Sera in the gut again, to make her hurt some more.

Seraphim didn't have a chance to strike back at Megumi just yet, and found herself between a rock and a hard place when Megumi took full advantage of this opportunity. "Sh-Shit! You little fuck, let go!!!" Seraphim hissed and yelled out like a rabid animal, clearly in pain as she struggled from getting her white locks yanked like that. She absolutely hated it when someone grabbed her hair, there was no way you could resist a pain like that, and Seraphim always tried to make herself as durable to a beating as possible. And so, as ignorant as the girl could be towards pain, there was no stopping her frusterated shouts as she squirmed, doubled over and at Megumi's mercy for now when she clutched her hair.

She threw a few wild punches, but none would hit since Megumi had her held this way, and then suddenly, she felt like everything flashed white all of the sudden when an electrifying surge of pain shot through her body, directed towards her lower stomach. "Ungh! [size=80:za4t7ape]Da..Damn you..." Seraphim cursed out weakly, only to cough a few times as she was slack jawed and losing her energy to stand. And just then, for the first time this match, Seraphim was no longer on her feet, her legs giving out as she felt staggered and breathless from the blow, on her hands and knees as she tried to keep herself from falling completely, unable to do anything beyond struggling for a wheezy breath.

Megumi let go of Sera's hair when she fell to her knees. She began to smile, seeing her oh so tough opponent on her knees, weakened, gasping for air. It gave Megumi a sense of pleasure to inflict so much pain. She could see why heels, like Sera, enjoyed their work so much now. But of course, Megumi had her honor. She might use heel tactics, but she would never hurt someone just for the fun of it.

"That's it?" Megumi said, "I hit you once and you fall to your knees? What happened to making me your bitch, hmm?" She raised her foot off the ground, planting it on the small of Sera's back. "You're my bitch now," Megumi said, stomping down sharply.

'Just.. a little.. longer..' Seraphim needed time to get her breath back, otherwise she would be standing on shaky legs, and she wouldn't be able to fight properly then. She absolutely hated being down like this, showing weakeness just brought back painful memories, but she wasn't going to let this end the same way as her past experiances had. Still clutching her gut, Seraphim spat at Megumi's mark, mocking a laugh between breaths. "A bitch.. am I?" She began, only to feel a sudden strike along her back s Megumi brought her foot down. It hurt, she'd give that, but not terribly bad. It was the same as being kicked while she was down, a feeling she had gone through a hundred times over before, and she dealt with it. "Then that... makes me a dog... and this dog has... more bite than bark." Seraphim toughed out the stomping attack, her body shifting down unde the pressure, but barely showing any signs of pain, the blow being superficial for her.

She would live up to her threat in just a moment. Just a few more seconds before she'd catch her breath. But for now, she was still down, focusing on breathing and blocking out the pain like a pro, telling herself this was no different than being beaten by the police after she stole food just to live. Those days as a streetrat made her tougher than nails, and she'd be damned if she went down just yet.

"She's not going down..." Megumi thought. It was almost terrifying, the way Seraphim fought. But still, Megumi held the advantage, and she was not going to give it up. She stomped again, and again, making sure to even grind her heel into the small of Sera's back for added effect.

"More bite?" Megumi said, "I'll just have to muzzel you then." Megumi stopped her stomping to attempt another sharp kick to Sera's gut, aiming for that one seemingly weak spot of Sera's body, that one spot that hurt the worst.

Seraphim's back would slowly grow tender and bruised, but the girl had found it to be as painful as a bee sting. Seraphim had a strong and firm back, something she needed to adapt the hybrid of her styles, and although this did hurt, the strikes were not seeming to work on her. It was like hitting a lead punching bag without protection, and Seraphim didn't budge. "That tickles..." She mocked, but it was clear that she did have some strain in her tone, betraying her bravado just a little as she gritted her teeth.

Having regained her breath, her gut softened and weak, but not making her struggle to get air in her lungs, Seraphim took the pause in Megumi's stomps as an oppurtunity to strike. Before she could roll away though, she felt a kick come up from below as the girl's destructive kick went right for Seraphim's chest. This time, Seraphim was ready, knowing now that Megumi was intentionally aiming there often, and taking advantage of this. Megumi's kick would hit, but not Seraphim's gut, instead she would find her foot and ankle trapped under one of Seraphim's arm, the one-eyed girl supporting herself with her knees and one hand now as the other had caught Megumi in mid kick, the leg squeezed between Seraphim's bicep and forearm. If Megumi couldn't escape this, Seraphim would roll while holding her leg, using the roll to get up and take Megumi down hard to the mat before applying an ankle lock.

Megumi felt her kick connect, but not the way she meant it to. Instead, Sera had her trapped underneath an arm. Megumi pulled as hard as she could to free her leg in the few seconds she had, but couldn't get it pulled out in time.

"Let me go!" Megumi said. But of course Sera held on. Sera then rolled around, while still holding onto Megumi's leg. This brought Megumi to the ground, hitting the mat hard. Megumi tried to get back up, but Sera still held onto her leg. Sera then began applying pressure on her ankel, putting Megumi in an ankle lock.

"You..." Megumi said, "Ah... let me go!"

Though she wasn't a big fan of locks and grapples, sometimes you have to do what you need to in order to win. And not to mention she had been told that her grip was as deadly as a mechanical vice if she really put the squeeze on, but fortunately for Megumi, Seraphim wasn't too focused on crushing her ankle, instead maintaining the hold for something else, somethng Megumi had unknowingly requested. "Let you go?" She asked with a mock tone of confusion, still taunting the girl despite her own pains. She had to admit, her back and gut really had a hurt, and her arm still was stiff from the hold, but they were nothing she couldn't get over with a little rest.

Seraphim didn't released Megumi yet, instead pulling her from the ankle, both hands gripping it now as she pulled as high as she could, Megumi's knee from the leg Seraphim was holding about 3 or 4 feet above the mat, pointing down to it. And that was when Seraphim revealed what she was going to do next. "Alright, sure thing!" With a brewing optimism returning to her tone, Seraphim then put all her weight into throwing Megumi down to the mat, or at least her leg anyway. The upper portion of the girl was still at the mat, but her knee would be sent smashing down with the help of Seraphim slamming it into the mat with a powerful force, hoping to incapacitate some of her movement with this. "You never said gently~" She would then mock if it succeeded, proud of her work, thinking she was clever.