Number One Contender match: Cecilia Northman Vs. Death Bunny

The combo of moves that Death Bunny had put her through had left Cecilia in a pretty vulnerable position. In truth her leg hurt more than her back and the back of her head. Which was why she was hugging her chin tightly, trying to hold the leg and hurt area. She shook her head a bit as she was about to try and roll away a bit...but as she was about to do so the bunny eared combatant made her way towards the Swede.

A painful kick came towards her pained leg which was followed by stifled groan from Cecilia. Following yet another kick towards her spine and then one towards her rear which forced the Swede further towards the ropes before she was pushed out from the ring by Death Bunny, landing with a thud on the barley padded floor outside of the ring.

Slow and methodical. This was more or less the pace of a match where D.B. excels at and is most comfortable with, evidenced clearly by how D.B. nonchalantly stepped through the ropes and hopped off the canvas while in delayed pursuit of the languishing Northman. Bringing matters to the outskirts of the ring meant that Cecilia couldn't use the ropes or escape the ring as a way of weaseling out of any submissions D.B. cooked up in her bunny-eared head. Should the time come for that anyway. For now the bunny girl simply wanted to continue making Cecilia's day miserable.

Seeing Cecilia favor her wounded shin only made D.B. target it that much more, peppering that specific area of her leg with two more harsh kicks while D.B. grabbed onto the nearby ring apron. The strikes were just meant to keep Cecilia's head out of the game and on her aching limb though. D.B. wanted Cecilia to be well and duly distracted as she arched low to apply a constricting front head lock on her blonde-haired head. The bunny girl bearing down on her neck and stifling her airway by flexing her bicep while attempting to hoist Northman back to her feet in the process.

Cecilia groaned out and shook her head as she was without a doubt in a bad spot right now, and it didn't seem as if the busty bunny eared opponent of hers, she didn't really like where things were going and it seemed as if the blond was right. As Death Bunny soon rained down two hard kicks down onto Cecilia's hurting leg, causing the Swede to wince out loudly!

She grit her teeth as she would soon feel Death Bunny guide her upwards, forcing the Swede up towards her feet and into that painful frontal headlock, she winced and whined as her hands moved to Death Bunny's sides, fingers digging into her hips. " Nngh..." she groaned out loudly as she hoped a bit, not putting much weight on her hurting leg...

Though she would try and snake her arms around her foes waist, hugging it tightly as the Swede would try and turn the tides, no matter how much pain she'd go through from the weight of Death Bunny. Cecilia would attempt to lift her up into the air and try to throw Death Bunny backwards with a signature move of the Swede's. A Northern Lights Suplex.

Now that she had Cecilia on the defensive, D.B. wanted to make sure she stayed that way for as long as possible. Ideally the rest of the match if D.B. could manage it. The bunny girl knew that Cecilia prided herself on that immense strength of hers, so wearing her down early with constricting submissions such as this headlock and the earlier full nelson were always a part of her game plan coming into this match. And it was a plan that was so far working out well after hearing Cecilia's weakened groans and feeling the pawing at the bunny girls hips.

D.B. clasped her hands together to apply further pressure from both her arms on the facelock, widening her stance and arching her upper body downward so it was leveraging Cecilia to stay bent over. D.B. felt she had compete control over the Swede until her opponent's arms started hugging her closely. Having been German'd at the onset of the match, D.B. recognized a suplex attempt when she felt one.

"Not gonna make it that easy for you!!" D.B. snarled out before plowing her knee into Cecilia's toned abdomen several times. The bunny girl was still bearing down on the headlock while now lowering her center of gravity until she could get to her knees if possible after the gut strikes. Anything she could do to make suplexing D.B. more and more difficult...

Cecilia struggled and wiggled in Death Bunny's grip, hugging her arms tightly around that waist and setting herself up for the chance to suplex Death Bunny....though it seemed as if this bunny eared combatant was cut from sterner stuff than most. She knew what Cecilia was planning to do and put a quick end to it as she hammered knees up into her well toned abs. " Augh! Gugh!" Cecilia grunted out as air and spittle rushed out of her lungs from the first two knees, her arms loosened around Death Bunny's body and started to slip down...

Her face started to redden as she was trapped in that firm front headlock of the purple haired combatants. Cecilia's hands slide down towards Death Bunny's large rear, gripping onto each cheek tightly. Gritting her teeth the Swede refused to go down to her knees, instead she'd try and push forward. With Death Bunny kneeing her, that meant that her opponents footing wasn't the best. The powerful Swede would try and lift Death bunny up just a little and rush her, trying to run up and drive Death Bunny's back right into the steel steps of the ring!

Bearing down on the headlock meant that the pace of the match would now turn to a dull slog, which was a far cry from seeing Cecilia and D.B. suplex and slam eachother around for the past few minutes. The nearby audience now clamoring for Cecilia to will herself through the clenching headlock that D.B. was pouring every facet of her strength into. Plowing her knee into Cecilia's gut while applying the headlock meant that simply getting air back into her lungs would be a struggle in and of itself.

A struggle that D.B. thought Cecilia was losing once she felt her opponent's chortled gasps for air against her waist along with her loosening grip. Though a reddish hue formed on her cheeks when she felt those hands now firmly clenching her blue-jeaned rump. The hesitation from feeling her ass tightly kneaded along with D.B.'s uneven footing were all Cecilia needed to pull off her second escape attempt. D.B.'s eyes widening from being hauled up and bum-rushed into the nearby steel steps, the bunny girl bellowing from the intense collision that had her release the headlock and topple over herself.

"...kh...damn...it..." D.B. groaned out from under the top half of the stairs weighing her down, the bunny girl splayed out on the floor for several prolonged seconds before shuffling it off her back. Crawling to the nearby barricade and gradually using it to grasp and climb on her back to her wobbly feet seemed like a good idea considering her aching back was killing her, so that's what she would attempt to do. With her grimacing, bunny eared head tilted low and an unintentionally hipful sway to her curvy backside.

Cecilia had been pleasantly surprised by Death Bunny so far. Not that the punishment she was taking from DB was all that fun, but the fact that it was such a challenge...it was always a thrill for the blond. Still, Death Bunny annoyed her, her demeanor and attitude got under her skin and it was something that made the blond powerhouse want to break her in half...

After she drove Death Bunny right into the steel steps and made a bit of an indentation in the steeps, of Death bunny's frame. She fell down towards the mat, coughing out and started to slowly make her way up towards her feet, from pushing herself up to her hands and knees. Shaking her head as she rose up the blond bombshells eyes looked over towards Death Bunny... Without a second of hesitation the Swede would attempt to rush over towards Death Bunny.

Bearing the pain she was going through to try and stretch out her right arm and smack it right into Death Bunny, trying to clothesline her opponent over the barricade and right into the crowd!

Considering that D.B. had only just then began fully recovering from Cecilia's prolonged bow and arrow, it was particularly frustrating to have those lingering back pains be reignited by being speared into those metallic slabs at ringside. It was the primary reason why D.B. was left in an even more stunned state than she may have normally been as she found herself crawling towards the nearby barricade.

D.B. groaned and grimaced from the stinging pains in her lower back as she clenched onto the upper rim of the barricade, fans at ringside annoyingly patting her back and arms as she got to her feet. Seeing those fans scatter to the sides was D.B. first clue to turn around. But regrettably for her, spinning in place only offered the bunny girl a brief glimpse of Cecilia's bicep before it plowed into her chest and sent D.B. tumbling overhead.  

"Huggh!!" Flipping into the first row had even more fans running for the hills, which gave D.B. room to breathe while she began picking herself back up once more. The bunny girl working through her own pain to start slowing marching into the darkened audience with one of her arms shielding her sternum after having been mowed down by the insufferable Swede.

Moving right up towards Death Bunny's face as the woman turned around, driving her powerful bicep into Death Bunny's chest and smacking her so hard that the purple haired fighter flipped over the barricade and went down right into the crowd. Following the brutal attack the Swede would raise her arm up into the air and let out a loud yell! 

Something which got the crowd going without a doubt, though quickly she saw in the corner of her eye how Death Bunny was wadding her way through the crowd. Cecilia didn't want to waste a moment, so he quickly tried to jump over the barricade and start to try and head over towards Death Bunny. 

Looking to come in behind the bunny eared combatant and take a hold of that head of hair and try to yank it back hard. Looking to try and throwing Death Bunny back down to the barley padded floor beneath them!

Throngs of startled audience members started parting ways and abandoning their seats as D.B. began begrudgingly making some space between her and the riled up Swede she assumed was right on her tail. At this moment D.B. was on the ropes after having taken a charging tackle and lariat clothesline from Cecilia, but the fact that this match was Falls Count Anywhere meant that the whole arena was their playground.

D.B. just needed some separation to get her bearings straight...any separation. Instead she felt the clenching grip of her opponent clamp onto her purple locks from behind. The bunny girl snarling with her face sewn shut from the strain on her scalp before she was flung downward that had her colliding with and knocking over several emptied folding chairs on her way to the concrete floor.

D.B. grunted from the hair pulling crash and remained prone on the floor before attempting to shuffle her way back up to her hands and knees. The bunny girl annoyingly shoving aside whatever steel chairs were on top of her weighing her down or were at her side, wincing sharply from the back pains still slowing her down.