AV 15 No Holds Barred: Cecilia Northman Vs. Morgan Raine

The impact was reassuring. No, more than that. It was enjoyable. Cecilia, mighty as she was, could be hurt. The strongest and most beautiful enemy she had ever faced was somebody she could beat! The boost in confidence didn't waver, even as the Swede struck back. Granite let out a short cough, stumbling back as the massive uppercut Cecilia hit her with actually took her off of her feet for a split second. Even the vest couldn't protect her from such a massive hit!

The two of them had punched the air out of each other, but they would not quit. Granite let out a short yell, getting back into a fighting stance as she swung back with a retaliatory left hook aimed at her enemy's jaw! This wrestling match had turned into a slug-out, but it would soon become even more brutal than that. After all, Granite was facing against the dreaded Hardcore Queen, one of the strongest women that had ever wrestled in the AFW. Soon, there would be weapons and blood. The two of them relished the opportunity, for it would let them see who was the better fighter!

Cecilia smirked as she saw her fist drill right in between her hated nemesis chest, the vision of driving air out of the tan-skinned Canadian. The cough and the air rushing right out of the pink haired girl brought a certain sense of satisfaction. In truth if she didn't hate Morgan as much as she did....she would have probably enjoyed their battles immensely, the girl was tough, fairly strong and could put up a decent fight...and she was fairly pretty. Still, this was a feud. Morgan had pissed her off and that meant that Cecilia would punch away until Granite became nothing but pebble!

Morgan soon swung back with a fist of her own, swinging it right out and smacking right into the blond beauty's cheek. Causing her head to snap to the side. " Nngh..." Cecilia winced out through gritted teeth. Okay...she thought, If Granite wanted a slug fest....then she'd give her a one hell of a blow. In her motion of the punch having driven her to the side, Cecilia would try and continue along with the punch as if she would be spun around so her back was facing Morgan, though she kept going with a lot of speed behind the spin, her right fist stretching out with a flexed powerful arm as she would try and smack the back of her fist right into Granite's head for a spinning-back fist!

Cecilia's fired up expression only made Granite's desire to crush her stronger. There was no way she'd let her enemy outdo her when it came to tenacity. Against an enemy as strong and beautiful as the Hardcore Queen, she could do no less than put every ounce of soul into her attacks. So, the two of them clashed again, slamming each other with vicious punches as they continued to battle on without mercy or hesitation!

The skill of the Swede was soon shown as she spun with one of Granite's punches, twisting around to deliver an amazing spinning backfist to the Canadian's face. The impact stunned Granite, nearly taking her completely off of her feet as she grabbed the ropes only by instinct. Otherwise, she would've dropped straight to the canvas from that hit. Still, this wasn't enough to beat her. There was an intense throbbing in her cheek, but the hit had created some separation between the two.

If her regular punches couldn't work, Granite had another idea. Given that there was enough space, she lunged off the ropes, slightly unsteady but still full of power as she tried to take down Cecilia with a high impact lariat!

After taking that punch from Morgan the blond beauty's plan was put into motion, she spun around with the motion of the punch and seemed as if she Morgan was caught unaware of the blond beauty's plan as the back of Cecilia's mighty fist smacked right into the side of Granite's head, which sent the pink haired girl staggering backwards, looking as if she was about to fall down onto her ass...though she managed keep herself up right by the aid of the ropes.

Cecilia let out a light chuckle as watched Morgan, it seemed as if that punch hurt her...something which the Swede enjoyed. Though the Canadian didn't seem as if she was done, taking a step backwards Cecilia would attempt to ready herself for what the tan-skinned beauty was planning to throw at her.

She awaited Morgan's action and soon the busty Colonel came at her, charging away from the ropes towards the blond. However, Cecilia would not just wait for such a move as the lariat, judging from Morgan's out-stretched arm that was what she had to prevent. Which the Swede would try and do by attempting to lift her right foot off of the mat and attempt to drive the sole of her boot into Granite's chest with a bit boot!

Cecilia's laughter shot another spike of anger through Granite's heart. Oh, so she found it funny, eh? If that was the case, then she'd be make sure the Swede would choke on her own amusement. When she launched off of the ropes, she did so with reckless abandon. Unfortunately for her, that recklessness would lead to her being counterattacked with a massive big boot to the chest. Again, the vest didn't do much, so the tanned girl ended up on her back on the mat.

With a small wheeze, she turned over slightly. It was like she had taken a sledge to the chest, but less friendly than that. It was hard to breathe, but she remembered her lesson from last time. If she laid around, she'd regret it. No matter what, she had to turn this situation around. At the same time, she didn't consider running away, because there wasn't any way she'd give her enemy the benefit of watching her turn tail. No, she'd have to find her chance in the next few moments.

Pressing one hand to the ground, she began to rise up, slow but resolute. She kept one emerald eye on Cecilia's strong frame, watching for the slightest hint that she was going to attack. She was going to make sure the Swede paid for that hit, as soon as she came within range!

Morgan's plan seemed to have backfired quite heavily as the blond beauty responded to her violent rush with a swift boot up into the running girl's chest, flattening it as she drove the Colonel down into the mat, a powerful big boot was just what one needed to do something like that and it seemed as if it went rather easy to do so. One thing that Cecilia wouldn't allow though, was to let Morgan get up to her feet, she had different plans for the girl.

Right after taking Morgan down onto her back the blond would attempt to step up to the side of the girl as she noticed Morgan attempt to start getting up, Cecilia just couldn't have that and instead would attempt to drive her right foot into the side of Morgan's skull! Attempting to hit her hard and perhaps take out some of that early fight of this Canadian bitch!

All that mattered was to show Morgan just why you didn't pick a fight with the best damn wrestler around! If she could do that then this night would end up great, and if Morgan could put up a fun enough fight to get her excited well...then this night might just be perfect.

Granite was knocked for a loop, her senses thrown out of whack as Cecilia booted her across the head. She hit the mat hard, but she wasn't going to stay down forever. Her thoughts swam in a swirling array of surprise and anger. They soon focused along one line, pushing past the pain to dwell on the hate she had for her enemy. Punching the canvas with one gloved hand, she took measure of where she was.

She was close enough to grapple and be grappled. Given the Swede's superior strength, she had the feeling that it'd be better if she wasn't within range. Plus, given that strong hit to her skull, she didn't think she could muster up the power to resist. So, she had to act fast in order to avoid being touched. Luckily, an opportunity awaited her.

Groaning audibly, she slumped back towards the mat, only to suddenly shoot back up towards Cecilia with one arm raised in an uppercut. It wasn't aimed at her opponent's iron abs, though. Granite was going for a low blow!

The stomping kick from Cecilia brought Morgan down quite well it seemed and it looked as if Cecilia had taken the early advantage in this match...if she could hold it throughout then she would be able to without even a sliver of a doubt show every single person that messing with her was by far the dumbest thing that anyone could do in the franchise.

However, it seemed as if Morgan had other plans. That look of defiance in her eyes as the green haired girl shoot her fist upwards. Cecilia didn't exactly expect such a quick counter attack from the tan-skinned Canadian, so she had no way to protect herself when that fist came barreling up right into her crotch. " GuuuAH!" Cecilia yelped out in pain as she staggered backwards, hands moving down to cover her hurting crotch as she slumped down onto her knees, she groaned and winced out in pain.

It was Granite's turn to smile as Cecilia was taken to her knees by the sudden hit. That was revenge for the time she had been forced to pleasure her mortal enemy with her tongue. Rising up once more, the Canadian straightened herself out before she began her attack once more.

She took a moment to look into her enemy's red eyes, to let her know that this was just going to be the beginning of the beating that she was going to deliver. That glance would take just a fraction of a second, but the implications were clear. She wanted Cecilia to remember this defeat. With a suppressed growl, Granite launched herself forward to deliver a devastating front kick to Cecilia's chest!

Cecilia coughed out and moaned in pain from the painful lowblow she had suffered at the hands of the quite powerful Morgan. It was not a good blow to take and it would probably affect her for quite some time.....as much as Cecilia hated Morgan the truth was that she was powerful and skilled...and could provid one hell of a match.

The glare for Morgan's verdant green eyes was something that caused the powerful blond to growl out herself...all the way up until Morgan came in and shot forward her foot right into Cecilia's chest. The eyes of the Swede bulged out of their sockets as she released a loud huff of air through a soundless scream. She collapsed backwards onto her back with a heavy thud...huffing and wheezing for air as she coughed and rocked from lef to right on her back.

While Cecilia might be the physically dominant one....it wasn't like Morgan didn't pack one HELL of a punch or in this case...kick.