While Making Other Plans

This chick had some nerve, jumping her like that for whatever reason. She had seen this girl before, well she had heard of her at least. Jumping other people and never giving a motive or reason behind it, she just left whoever was responsible a broken mess. But of course now that she was here Amy was going to make sure she felt the tables turning on her ass.

"Is that a challenge? I hope so." She said as she tossed off her wig and stared down the hooded woman, the crowd a mix of confused and excited at being close up on the action. To start things off Amy decided to just use her weight and pushing into her opponent to crush her up agaisnt the barricades. If she could do that she would try and take her head off with another punch.

The hooded girl only narrowed her eyes and awaited Amy's inevitable bull rush, but like an expert matador she wasn't there to receive it.

She slipped low and to the side, narrowly avoiding being bulldozed by Amy's considerable mass, and then leapt up into the air to throw a high roundhouse kick at her face as she turned.

"HA!" She cried out.

The announcers struggled to see what was going on as the camera crew adjusted to get shots through the crowd. Even despite their distaste for the masked girl, the site of her not shying from a fight with the much bigger Lion was enough to capture their full attention, even if they mostly hoped for Amy to smash the little punk.

Her forward charge didn't work like she wanted it too and she turned around to the sight of meeting Hoodie's foot, which caught her square on the nose and knocked her into the barricade. "Guurrgh" she hits the barricade back first and growls in annoyance at letting her get a hit in like that.

Getting off shes much more cautious of what shes doing as she closes in. This time simply looking to close her in and grab her to pull her in for a knee to the body. If she could pull that off she woukd then transition it into a headlock to keep her close while the crowd started to get more riled up with the whole arena adjusting to the change.

This time space was limited and the hooded girl stayed put, bringing up her forearms and her shin to block the heavy knee strike with as much as possible.

It still hurt like hell, and knocked her back a step, and then the gigantic lioness was reaching out for her. She ducked, and Amy caught her by the hood instead, pulling it back to show a shock of short, blue hair.

Both hands immediately grabbed onto the hood and she kept her head down. Trying to pull it back over her head to defend her identity was more important than defending her body, and it certainly left her vulnerable.

She got her kind off, the knee at least connected even if she had the necessary time to block it, once she had grabbed for her head however she noticed her immediately bring her arms up to protect herself from it coming off and revealing who she was. Amy took note of that and smiled. "If you wanted to stay hidden you certaintly shouldn't have come out here lady! Lets all get a good look at you!" She said as her arms went to grapple with the hooded girls, trying to remove the mask but she found that she really didnt want to be exposed as she fought like hell to keep her face obscured.

It was more then a little frustrating to say the least as Amy figured she would have at least ripped the damn bandana off but even that proved diffuclt with her fighting as hard as she was. In an attempt to weaken her efforts Amy pulled arm back and drove it into her gut once before going right back to the head and pulling. While this was going on Amy noticed that her opponent Alicia was now on the entrance ramp behind the hooded figure but Amy payed her little mind.

Alicia was many things.

Surprised was indeed one of them.

She’d barely lifted her weight off the smaller girl for the heartbeat it would take to move her limbs and the hooded girl was gone. She didn’t see how the menace had done it, and didn’t wait around to check. Instead, she snapped her hands up to guard her head only to find that nothing came her way. Instead, the hooded girl seemed inclined to make her escape.

And the time she’d taken to block had made absolutely sure Hoodie had all the time she needed to make a break for it. The only good news was that Alicia had a damn good idea of which way she’d have to have gone.

Pushing herself to her feet, the redhead gave chase.

There was some trouble from the techs, who tried to insist she needed to wait, get set up for her entrance, but Alicia just shoved right past them with the assurance of knowing AFW’s fans only cared that there was a brawl. And given what Hoodie had been up to, she didn’t think the suits running the show would care much either.

Emerging from the entrance, it didn’t take her long to spot where her target had gone. In fact, the crowd made it obvious, soon drawing Alicia’s attention to the two brawling figures in their midst. One was the hooded girl, the other Amy Evans – who was busy trying to do just what Alicia and Nikolette had failed at moments before.

Pausing only for a moment, Alicia hurdled the security railing and started to push her way through the crowd towards the fighting women. Once she got close enough, she’d lash out with a heavy forearm to the base of the hooded girl’s skull.

"HUUPH!"

Amy's heavy punch lifted the hooded girl's feet off the floor for a moment and doubled her over, but still she clung stubbornly to her hood. She struggled to gasp some air back into her lungs and fought to stay upright, and then Alicia caught up.

"Agh!" She cried out as her head snapped forward from Alicia's clubbing blow. For a second she fell limp against the lioness, held up only by the girl's headlock, and then quickly began to shake her head and struggle to get her bearings.

"FUCK you people... " She spat. She let go of her hood with one hand to try to fight Amy's hold on her, and pulled her hips back and positioned her feet to try to leverage herself free, but she was now at a roughly two hundred pound weight disadvantage. She was stuck.

Amy smiled as she got a solid hit in on hoodie girl but still she kept her hands up like her identity was her damn life. It was getting more then a little annoying as my tried to think of something else she could do when Alicia suddenl jumped into the fray, nailing the girl from behind and truly trapping her. With the two all over little hoodie there was no way she was going anywhere or staying hidden if they worked together. They could thrash her and take her hood off and expose her with a little teamwork.

Unfortunately teamwork wasnt the name of the game for anyone not named Chelsea. This was her fight and she did not appreicate Alicia interfering and pulled her hand back to sock Alicia across the face. "Back off, this is my fight you punk." She said to her before the girl started to fight back on her hold, this made the bkonde bring her attention back to her. "And you! Take! This! Fucking! Hood off!" She said as she started hitting her back to make her stop fighting.

There was absolutely nothing subtle about the blow Alicia had dealt out, just a brutal forearm shot to the base of the skull. She didn’t think the hooded girl had even seen her coming, occupied as she was with the blonde woman she was fighting. But, whatever the reason, the hit didn’t help her at all. It knocked her right against Amy, who presumably would pull the hood off and it’d all be over.

Or not, as Alicia then discovered when the blonde punched her in the face instead. The redhead staggered back, as much from the sheer surprise as anything else. She’d been expecting the hooded girl to struggle but Amy?

What?

”She was waiting to ambush me,” She snapped back, ”So it’s more my fight than yours.”

It was tempting as hell to step up and punch Amy in the face in retribution, but Alicia gritted her teeth. They’d be having a match soon enough; she could save it for then. In the meantime, it was more important to find out who this idiot in the hood was.

So biting back anything more, the British amazon stepped back in to try and put a couple of punches into Hoodie’s back, looking for kidney or liver shots. She’d prefer to get a kick in or, better yet at this point, scissor her, but the crowd made it hard to get the distance for kicks. And Amy and Hoodie were moving around too much anyway.

Between the two, punches were easier even if less satisfying.

"You're just gonna take that?"

The hooded girl snarled back at the bottom heavy cunt, but she was cut short when Amy started smashing her with punches. She covered her face with her arms as she was battered, and then more came from behind her. Alicia's punches hit hard enough to seize up her back and drop her down to her knees.

"Hagh... Fffffffuck!" She panted between ragged breaths. It didn't matter how tough she was, she couldn't take a beating like this from two people twice her size. She couldn't get away, but she tried to at least roll onto her back where she could better protect herself.