Seraphim Vs. Megumi- Crimson against Crimson(Complete)

Megumi was surprised that the ankle lock didn't hurt nearly as much as she thought it would. Maybe Sera's not that great at grappling? Or maybe she had something else planned. As it turned out, it was the latter. Sera lifted Megumi's leg up off the mat. Megumi's skirt rode up her legs until a little bit of her black panties beneath were visible. She couldn't close her legs nor could she force her skirt down. She was furious.

"I'm telling you to let go!" Megumi said. She suddenly noticed Sera's smile. The next thing she felt was white hot pain shoot through her leg as her knee smashed into the ground. Megumi screamed in pain, grabbing her knee with both hands, tears flowing unchecked down her face.

"Ohh, you think you're so clever," Megumi thought, "Just you wait, I'll make you regret this."

She couldn't have been more pleased with that attack, it went through so smoothly, that Seraphim couldn't help but rub it in a little. But she didn't do it to Megumi, instead, to the crowd. Finding that her opponant was down, Seraphim wasn't going to finish things yet, she knew this girl had more to her than this, and she wanted to continue.

So, turning away from Megumi, Seraphim turned to the ground, giving some time to breath and recover for both Seraphim and Megumi, the one-eyed girl looked at the crowd, raising both her arms before flexing one of them. Her other then pointing at Megumi who her back was to, and then taking her thumb and sliding it along her own neck to the crowd, as if signifying 'she's a dead girl' through the gesture. A large portion of the crowd booed at Seraphim, but it was getting noticable that compared to how few cheered at the beginning of the match for Seraphim, she had been getting a few more as the match went on, those few cheers now becoming quite a handful in certain parts of the crowd.

Pacing a little in the ring, her back still towards Megumi, Seraphim went on to rally up the crowd a little further, kissing her fingertips like she was about to blow the crowd a kiss, but only to let all her fngers fall except one, flipping the crowd the middle one before laughing at them as a few more booed with the mixed cheers.

"She's taunting me," Megumi thought, "Dammit, I'm not going to lose like this!" She struggled onto her hands and knees, finding that the one knee that Sera had struck onto the ground wouldn't support her weight at all. Pain shot through her whenever she tried to put weight on that leg. Megumi winced as she slowly got to her feet, her pained knee protesting all the way. Megumi had to lean against the ropes to remain standing, her injured leg refused to support her weight at all.

"Damn you Seraphim," Megumi said.

At one point in Seraphim's rally to the crowd, when she really raised her arms high like she had attained victory already, Seraphim winced, nearly clutching her lower stomach. However, doing her best to keep the crowd from thinking it didn't bother her, she only dropped her arms a little quicker than she felt she should have, casually rubbing her lower belly for a moment. Those strikes still really were doing a number on her right now, and she had a feeling she might even be skipping dinner since it felt so pained down there.

Seraphim's crowd appeasement and attempt to win some fans came to a halt though when she heard Megumi's voice. Sure, Seraphim didn't care much about having fans, but if she had a free chance to get some, she gave it a shot. But that didn't matter now, as Megumi spoke, making the white haired striker quickly stop what she was doing, turning to look at her. "Ah, up already?" She quarked her brow, deciding to focus on the fight again and waisting no time to put on the offensive. Seeing her against the ropes, Seraphim dashed for Megumi, using her arm that wasn't harmed from the lock earlier to attempt a speedy and powerful clothsline right to the girl's upper chest and breasts.

Seeing Sera charge forward for a direct attack, Megumi knew she must look very pathetic and weak. Sera probably thought she was going to be easy to take down. Indeed, Megumi couldn't take much more, having severe damage on her leg and moderate damage throughout her body. But, she still had enough, she hoped, to hit back.

The clothesline came closer and closer. Megumi quickly made out a plan. She knew that from her proximity to the ropes, she could knock Sera out of the ring, and Sera was blindly charging, which made that easier. Thus, when Sera was close, Megumi would duck down, hoping that her leg doesn't buckle underneath her, and try to strike Sera with a palmstrike in the back to knock her into the ropes and out of the ring.

When Seraphim got closer, she realized and regretted not going in for a powerful knee strike instead as her attack not only missed, but as countered. She thought she would just be bashing into the ropes and be sent the other way, but Seraphim was sadly mistaken as when Megumi went for a strike her in the back. The palmstrike didn't really hurt her, but Seraphim felt the force behind it giving a push effect, sending Seraphim's wild run powerful into and over the ropes. "Oh shi-!" Before she could even finished sentance, frantically trying to grab one of the ropes, Seraphim was sent too far, her speed too great as Megumi sent her flying out of the ring.

This was exactly why she liked cage matches instead...

The only thing Seraphim could try to do was attempt to manuever or roll her body to land in the most effective way possible to minimilize the pain. But in all of Seraphim's beatdowns she went through on the streets and in prison, being 'thrown out of a ring' wasn't really something she had experianced. And so, she came crashing down hard into the outside of the ring, landing square on her back, close to the steps that led to entering the ring from one corner.

Seraphim was down and dazed, looking strait up and the lights, her body covered in glistening sweat and her muscles sore, but now, her back region which seemed indestructble to Megumi's damage was pulsing with a terrible pain. Seraphim was down right now, unable to get up, but that didn't frighten her. As a matter of fact, she begun... laughing?

"Heh....heheh... not bad... hahaha..." Her laughter continued, soft and pained as she forced a smile from the corner of her lips, the corner of it trickling with a bit of blood. There was nothing insane about her laugh, more like she had been impressed. But the fact that she found her own pain amusing, like once again the attack had just delayed the inevitable did seem a little unnerving to some.

Megumi's leg did give out right as she knocked Sera out of the ring. She fell onto one knee, but then gathered her strength and pushed herself up. She limped over to the side of the ring, looking down to see the damage Sera took. She lay on the ground, laughing. Megumi was unnerved by this, but she had expected her opponent to do something like that. Sera was a battle freak, reveling in the pain and adrenaline of combat.

"I'll make it so that you fear pain," Megumi thought. She slipped out of the ring through the bottom ropes, then got down beside Sera, grabbing her by the air to pull her head up. Megumi would then unhesitatingly smash Sera's head into the hard floor.

"You want this pain, so I'm letting you have it," Megumi said.

'Ah hey... I think I just saw a shooting star. ...Neat' Seraphim knew her daze was making her vision play tricks on her, but she found that humouring herself helped take her mind off the pain some more. She lied there for awhile longer, planning to take these thirty seconds to gather herself before making an attempt to get up, she doubted Megumi would be able to get to her. However, since Megumi was approaching from Seraphim's blind spot, the girl didn't know she was getting closer, and only realized this when it was too late, and she felt her hair being yanked once more.

"Fuck-fuck-FUCK! Let go of me you whore, or I'll pull out your hairs one by one!" Making her threat, it became a shallow one in the end as Seraphim realized what was coming next. She was able to move her head upwards on her own in the end, finding the pain on her scalp being an inscentive to start moving and attempt to lighten the strain on her hair by moving up with Megumi, tilting her lower body up a little. Before Megumi slammed her down, Seraphim would exchange a quick and foul spit to Megumi's face, hoping to nail that just in disrespect before the back of her head met the hard floor beneath her.

"Ungh! "A hot, white flash filled the vision of her one eye for a moment, stunning her briefly as she was still down, but Seraphim was anything but out. For someone who wasn't as stupid as she looked, Seraphim had a pretty hard skull, another part of her body that had grown tough from her past beatings. Still, it only helped so much against the solid floor as she met it with such force. And then, even though it hurt to laugh, she decided to force it out anyway, her crimson eye, though cringed in pain, looking at Megumi with a smile. "Ahaha.... come... come on, Heh-heh.. you're hits are so weak you have to use the pavement to do your work... Hahaha!" She definettly sounded like she was in pain, her voice struggling a little as she still lied there on her back after the attack, but she still possessed the ability to laugh at Megumi's attempts and insult them none the less.

Megumi was completely oblivious to Seraphim's protests and insults, thinking to just let her actions do the speaking. Sera wouldn't be able say anything out of that smarmy mouth of her's if she was out cold. But then, Sera spat right in Megumi's face, the little was of spit hitting Megumi right in between her eyes. Megumi's anger jumped up a notch, her vision becoming hazy from her fury. She slammed Sera's head sown with even more force than she had intended. She let go of Sera's head to wipe the spit off her face.

Megumi then straddled Sera's body, sitting on her chest to hold her down. "You're hopeless, you know that? I figure that the time in prison didn't help at all," she said, "You're still the criminal you always were."

She grabbed Sera's head again, this time using the ears instead of the hair, and bashed her head a few more times into the cement floor.

As much as Seraphim didn't mind fighting on harder terrain, there really wasn't much of an advantage if she was on the ground like this, and she knew she would need to mount a counter offensive soon or the pain might be able to catch up past her adrenaline. As Megumi sat on her and pinned her down, no count from the ref since they were outside the ring, Seraphim took in Megumi's words despite what was going on, and it left the girl slack jawed at hearing that.

How dare she... how dare she even mention her past! She had no idea at all she kind of Hell and pains Seraphim had to go through there, day after day of suffering just to make up for her mistake, her accident. There was no right for her to speak of that place, and even worse, to say she was still a criminal despite all she had tried to do to make up for the mistake she had made. Fury and anger being the only two things that kindled and reignited Seraphim's fire, her red eye widened as she clenched her jaw just, her hands balling into fists at her sides so tight her knuckles turned white.

"You have no right to say that!!! Seraphim yelled out at the top of her lungs, an underlying, emotional pain lingering deep beneath her anger as she kept that hidden, and lashed out in an instant with a newfound power. Before Megumi could slam her down head down again, Seraphim would go for a brutally quick and savage attack with her arms since she had them free at the moment, Raising them from eing outwards to her sides, coping up and into Megumi's head. There, she would try to slam her fists in a double blow from each side, attempting to strike Megumi in the sides neck to leave her gasping for breath and shake her off.