Lea Vs. Amy Evans - Unleashed

Lea was livid.

No. Even more so than usual.

Her 'loss' to Valley Doll what felt to be a lifetime ago, but still rang throughout the blondes mind as if it happened yesterday. Had anyone had the courage to even tell the beauty that said 'loss' was not even such, but rather a draw that itself was an extremely gallant effort given the skill and experience of Valley Doll, they may have regretted it. Draw or not, Lea was beyond angry. Beyond reason. And beyond words.

No pun intended.

With the mute blonde pacing backstage, already equipped in her attire, she would not even wait for the signal to be given for her entrance. Damn near taking the dressing room door off its hinges as she burst through it, the blonde would pace with purpose to her swagger as those around her created space. This was to be the first match of hers since said fateful meeting with Valley. And for obvious reasons, she was looking to vent.

The audio staff would struggle in time to match her pace with her entrance, forced to light up the arena yet again as Lea's theme began to bellow out. She'd emerge just a second ahead of said theme ringing, but close enough for the staff to play it off. Not that they'd ever dare try to tell the blonde to slow down next time so they would have apt time next time.

Her cold aura even frostier than usual, Lea would find herself in the ring in what seemed to be no-time; taking exactly no extra seconds in either a slow pace or in acknowledging the crowd. She wanted a fight, and that's what she came for.

And god, did she want it now.

The only thing she knew about her opponent tonight was that she was a big blonde who was pissed off and didn't talk much. Seemed to be right up the alley of most people Amy fought so while people seemed to be walking on eggshells around her the blonde marched on down to the ring entrance without a hint of fear. If this women was any good with using that aggression she might get some fun out of this, if not then it was just another big chick wasting her time trying to act tough without actually being tough.

Crawling out to her music and dressed up in her Lion gear that seemed to be loved even by people who hated her attitude she smiled all the way down the ramp. Stopping only to offer a hearty roar to another pop before standing up and removing her wig and claws eyeing up the big girl she looked to be fuming and ready t pounce the second she entered the ring. Prompting Amy to make sure she never took her eyes off her should she charge as she entered the ring and moved up to hear the match rules.

Lea simply watched, with that pissed off gaze only growing further and further as it seemed Amy would deny her a quick kill by dragging out her introduction. She'd almost sigh, lifting her leg before stomping it back down as she put hand to her chin, doing the former loud enough to catch the referees attention even over Amy's blaring music. Her foul mood seemed to only grow as the seconds passed.

Finally, after what seemed to be an eternity, her foe would be before her. Had Lea not been so filled with complete rage, she would of taken a moment to oogle the sight before her. Amy's stature was comparable to Alaina Sander's, with a toned physique backed up by powerful arms and a staunch stance. Lea of course hoped this match went the same as her own with the aforementioned Amazon.

Stepping forward, it would appear Lea would be denied a chance at her opponent for a second longer as the referee desired to go over the introductions, raising a microphone to gain the bellow of the crowd. They seemed to appreciate that such two strong figures were now about to fight, so only deemed such worthy of a 'big fight' feel.

"THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL!"

Pausing for a moment, the official new better than to speak over the inevitable repetition of 'one fall' by the audience.

"AND IT IS A STANDARD RULES MATCH-UP. VICTORY IS BY PINFALL, SUBMISSION OR DISQUALIFICATION. STANDING IN ONE CORNER. HAILING IN FROM LAS VEGAS, NEVADA. SHE IS THE LION OF AFW. AMY EVAAAAAAAANSS"

The crowd gave a upright roar to the now more-scantily clad blonde, as it seemed Amy's efforts in the AFW squared circle had gained her a cult following regardless of attitude. A successful tag team was a rare thing after all, and the Pride Queen's matches were not seldom seen ones.

"AND IN THE OTHER. FIGHTING OUT OF PARTS UNKNOWN. SHE IS...LEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAA"

Truth be told, Lea much like with her brawl with Valley Doll enjoyed the sound of her name being bellowed out into the crowds, where it too received a modest roar. With the introductions out of the way, the official would pass her microphone to the outside, before signalling for the bell.

Fight time.

Why was she getting an introduction? She could count on one hand how many times that had happened and it was usually because there was some title match to be had or the odd time she was in something resembling a main event. Regardless Amy wasn't about to waste too much time on it. Noticing that there were some Pride Queen signs in the crowd for this match despite it being a solo venture. Shaking her head she simply offered a wave before putting her hands on her knees. "You gonna take forever or can we start now?"

They ended up waiting for Leas introduction which got its own modest pop while she was being officially announced. She remembered the name from a recent match result list, one in particular over a title shot. She didn't see the winner but considering Lea didn't have a belt around her waist, it was a safe bet it wasn't her. Finally the bell rang and Amy moved in, her arms up and ready for anything this chick had in mind for her.

Lea didn't need reminding she didn't beat Valley. Of course, she didn't technically lose either, but such was a topic you would not bring up unless you wished to bring the wrath of hell itself down upon you. Not that Lea wouldn't be aiming to do so regardless. Already her brief smile over the amusing introduction had already faded. Right now, there was but one emotion the blonde was feeling.

Fury.

With the bell ringing, finally Lea would find the time to unleash it. Rarely one for a lockup, Lea went for the only thing that seemed natural right now. Charging head on first into the lions den. No pun intended.

Springing into action the moment Amy's arms began to move, Lea opted for a move that had gained her great success before. Of course, that was on a wounded opponent; Alouette, who at the time, was on her knees catching her senses. Regardless, Lea kicked off her feet with one leg extended, aiming to introduce herself to her foe with what appeared to be a big boot of sorts crossed with a bicycle kick. The chances of such a obvious assault working on a foe looking right at her, one that was fresh of all things, was next to none.

Lea didn't care.

She just wanted to hit something.

As Amy moved up and readied for a fight she was surprised that Lea charged in like a madwomen and tried to take her down with a wild kick. Not waiting to get barreled over by the crazy women she would move to the side and instead attempt to grab around her waist to lift her up in a german suplex.

"Well someone's eager to meet me." She said as she moved up to her feet and looked at Lea, something tells me that move wasn't going to slow her down in the slightest and she moved in looking to take him down for a punch to the face.

Only such a wild kick would work against a novice level fighter, let alone one Lea was specifically told she'd be facing today. Her foot flying past the woman by what seemed to be a mile, Lea found her waist quickly gripped for her efforts. Tout firm abdomen briefly gripped, Lea only let loose a lowly roar as she was hoisted up and over. Tucking her head, the shoulders of the busty blonde would take the majority of the impact, albeit not without stunning the rest of her figure. Forcing herself to rise though, seemingly as Amy expected, Lea only clenched her fists tighter as she attempted to show absolutely zero effect from the suplex.

Her foes fist already flying in, Lea would look for something of a unusual counter. Tucking her head to her side, Lea would bring her arms up and around both the arm that flew in, and around Amy's neck and shoulder. Suddenly forcing herself forward, she'd aim to jump into the manoeuvre, that closely resembled a standing side-effect!

She wasn't thinking that her suplex was going to hurt someone like Lea on the first try, and if it did she had seriously underestimated her opponent. Though she was quick to go on the offensive as she aimed for her face Lea had the sense to dodge and move in grabbing around her arm and her neck. Sending her to the floor.

"Huufgh!" Amy hit the ground with a loud thud, her back catching it at an awkward angle as she tried to roll to her side and held it there, rubbing her sore back.

The two powerhouses were even as it were, both in hits sustained in the positioning. With both laying next to one another, with Lea's legs pointing away from Amy, one could see in the crowd just how physically similar each frame was. Forcing her way to her knees, Lea soon made her intent clear to prove she was the better, by pushing her assault before Amy ideally even realised what was happening. Rather than fully rise, she'd soon shuffle over so that she was completely next to Amy, her knees which she waddled on nearly pressing against Amy's arms.

Reaching down, Lea began to visually demonstrate her disdain for the beauty already; latching her left to her shoulder, whilst her right fist balled up, bringing it down as quickly and with as much power as she could into Amy's good looks!

Nothing quite let out the anger, than a simple ground and pound!

Laying there Amy would bridge her back and try to tend to her back as Lea came up and moved towards her from her position. Looking up as the fist comes down on her face, smacking her across the cheek with a hard sound as it rattles her head. "Aauugh!" She screams as her hands come up.

Trying to block what she can and avoid taking any unnecessary punches to the face. Keeping her guard up she tries to move around and send a punch towards her gut and would attempt to bring her knees up to her chest and kick then into Lea to back her up.