Zoey Hamilton vs Anna Ivers ( debut ) - Standard match

Zoey after stumbling backwards was clearly in quite a bad state, so much so that she wasn't able to do much about her opponents advance despite noticing it. The nasty bluenette would attempt to sidestep out the way of her opponent's move but wasn't able to do so I'm time, instead letting out a groan upon being tackled to the mat.

By now the Scot knew the kind of fighter her opponent was, usually Zoey wasn't the brightest but even she could predict that her opponent was likely to start raining punches down on her. So in preparation for that the bluenette would try to form a block with her hands just over her chest, ready to try and defend herself.

Anna's body would then contort as she threw a punch forward, prompting the bluenette to try and bring her arms up to block the punch. Despite having good timing though Zoey's block still did previous little, only managing to stop the brunt of the force early so that the damage to get face would lessen. As a result the Scot's arms would now be pained as well as her face stinging from that blow.

Zoey would attempt to squirm and  struggle under Anna but it was likely clear to  everyone that she wasn't escaping, the Scot still refused to admit to herself that she was done. Her weak block fell apart and moved down to get chest, although chances were she wouldn't be fast enough to block and if she were then she would likely only be able to block one or two before her arms were in agony.

Bringing her foe down she could tell Zoey didnt want any part of this and actually tried to resist as much as possible but Anna refused to let her slip out of her fingers as she brought her hands up and started to go berserk on her opponent with a series of punches. Feeling her barms give out only motivated her to continue as she made sure to focus her punches on whatever she could hit and with each blow having more force then the last.

She could feel Zoey trying to push her off but she refused to be knocked off before she stood up and grabbed the bluenette to force her back to her feet. Pantining as she felt herself go a bit to far with her assault she simply moved her to the turnbuckle and drove her head into the corner.

Zoey's block protected her for the first few punches, but eventually she was overwhelmed completely, weakly throwing up her arms all over the place to try and block the punches but mostly being too late to do so. Before the bluenette knew it she was being completely pummelled into the corner by her larger opponent, the Scot letting out some audible cries of pain as her mind started to focus more on the stinging sensation in her head than blocking it.

The bluenette desperately tried to push forward to get out of the corner but wouldn't be able to do so, eventually giving up and taking the full brunt of a few punches before Anna forced Zoey to her feet and ran towards the corner before driving the poor Scot head first into it. This time all that could be heard from Zoey would be a weak squeal as her head hit the turnbuckle before she slumped down, her upper body leaning over the middle rope to the side of the turnbuckle as she felt her face. The bluenette getting a bit woozy as she felt a bit of blood on her forehead against her hands. For now the battered Zoey would just hunch over the corner and hold her aching head, not being able to do anything to resist her opponent anymore.

The well aimed and relentless punches did more then she could hope for. Zoey was stiubborn for sure and trued to keep blocking but her defenses faltered completely before she finally couldnt do anything to stop her and slowly more and more of her punches hit. Smiling she knew the victory was hers when she threw her into the corner and saw the defiance remain but the strenght was all but gone. This girl could do nothing but talk at this point.

"Say goodnight." she said as she grabbed and tried to lift Zoey up and on the turnbuckle before following her up there, turning her around and trying to get up she would look to lift Zoey up and over her shoulders while sitting on the corner. After a second she would jump and look to bring Zoey down with powerbomb to the ring, hoping her finisher was enough to end things.

Zoey would try to stumble up to her feet after harshly meeting the turnbuckle, but instead would just start to fall forward before latching onto the ropes with one hand and the mat with the other. The bluenette's head felt as if it were splitting and she was finding it hard to concentrate, although the aching pain all over her body from the gruelling match she was currently in didn't help much.

The exhausted and disorientated bluenette would then find herself in the grasp of her large opponent again, weakly struggling against Anna while tossing and turning her body a slight bit as she was hoisted up to the top rope. Ultimately though the Scot had exhausted all her energy, not being able to do anything to resist as Anna set up her finisher in the corner. Before the bluenette could even fully comprehend what was happening she would feel herself being moved onto Anna's shoulders, getting back a tiny bit of concentration as it became obvious to her what was about to happen. 

However Zoey couldn't do anything to prevent her opponent from power bombing her into the mat, leaving a loud thud and causing the beaten bluenette to let out a slight squeal in response before going silent as she laid across the mat, her arms at her side and her legs slightly spread out just as they were previously as she was flung off of the boxer's shoulders.

The slam as she brouht her opponent down to the mat was definite. There was no getting up from it and coming back, not at the current position that Zoey was. And because of that Anna smiled, not realy sadistically but more triumphant. She had secured herself yet another victory and she should be proud of that.

"Do me a favor and stay down." she said as she moved in and laid on top of her and pulled that leg up as she looked at the ref to make the count. Which the ref did immeadietly.

"ONE!"

Zoey wanted to fire back an insult or at least a witty retort after Anna commanded her to stay down, but she was too spent to say anything, wheezing against the mat and only making noise in the form of a defiant groan when Anna lifted her leg. The bluenette would unwillingly follow Anna's command as the ref girl started her count, Zoey not stirring much under the boxer.


"TWO!" "THREE!" the ref would call, causing a mix of frustration and relief to rush through Zoey, previously she had wanted to humiliate and irritate her opponent and still held that desire somewhat at the moment, but that craving had been replaced with an even bigger craving to rest after a hard match. Still though, for Zoey losing wasn't a particularly uncommon occurrence and so she usually managed to get rid of her frustration and shame quickly, but this loss had taken a bit more of a toll on her just due to how close their offence had been.

Regardless, the beaten bluenette would just lean her head back against the mat and pant as she waited for Anna to get off her, as well as trying to recover before her shameful walk to the back.

"THREE!" Anna heard the refs handslap across the ground and the bell ring to finally give her the win in this contest. Standing up slowly she had her own raised to the cheers of the crowd while placing a boot on Zoey's chest to show off her superioroity before stepping off the girl.

She breifly considered saying something witty to the girl but simply shook her head and walked away. Exiting the ring as she proudly walked on down the ring and trying to ignore her aching body as she thought about what to do next to keep up her momentum.