Fright Fight - Alexia Jacksson Vs. Death Bunny: Buried Alive match

The ominous steps that D.B. took to distance herself from Alexia did indeed project her as someone who was in her own little world. Her head being lowered just enough to hide whatever look she had in her eyes as her haggard breathes started to ease up with time. A swirling cacophony of mixed up thoughts started vying for dominance, including but not limited to why, despite being banged up and humiliated by this cackling psychopath, that a part of was starting to have fun with all of this. And actually started to relish in all of the carnage unfolding. She hadn't felt this free and unencumbered to go all out since her days of old, before AFW when she never left a fight without her opponent's blood on her knuckles.

D.B.'s pained stagger stopping on a dime when she heard Alexia's enraged screech from behind her, the bunny girl's slumped over stance and zombie-like posture straightening back up. Her heaving chest puffing out as she took in one hefty lungful of air as she clenched her hand on the folded up steel chair to her side. Alexia getting the answer she demanded...

"HAAA!!!" D.B.'s bellowed out before pivoting in place and and taking the steel chair in both of her hands for what was an attempted walloping chair strike straight to the crown of the harlequin's head. No one ever said Alexia would like the answer.

Just as Alexia got close enough to try and grab at D.B., Alexia would quickly be introduced to the steel chair in brutal fashion as D.B. quickly spun around and slammed the chair right on top of Alexia's head! The steel chair dented around Alexia's forehead as it was a painfully disgusting scene seeing the metal twisted from the sheer force of the attack, Alexia's legs began to wobble before she finally feel onto her butt! With a glazed look in her eyes as she was stunned silent as blood began to flow down her face, a nasty cut was torn open on her forehead as the red goop dripped down Alexia's face.

The crowd let out gasp of shock with the sight but with how Alexia's body was numb from the vicious blow, she couldn't even enjoy the sight of her own blood! Her hands would instinctively move up to cover her face, wiping the blood and staining her hands with it as she fell backwards onto the floor, completely taken by storm from the sudden hit!

Those with weaker constitutions in the audiences averted their eyes a split second before D.B. gave Alexia her answer. A spine-chilling chair shot delivered with such ruthless aggression that even the motor-mouthed commentator's needed a few seconds of silence to find the right words to describe two things. Both what just unfolded, and the unsettling detachment in D.B's hollow eyes as her lifeless gaze remained fixated on the bloodied harlequin beneath her. She continued breathing the fire out of her lungs before chucking the mangled and blood stained chair to the side. It wasn't going to be much use to anyone now that it was dented on both sides and didn't even make for an effective blunt weapon anymore.

"...*pant*...I just needed some space between us so I could get a proper swing off." D.B. grimly uttered before reaching down to escort Alexia back up to her wobbly feet by clamping onto her dual pig-tails. At first D.B. held the bloodied jester closely to keep her upright, her sopping red face rubbing against the bunny girls lean abdomen and full breasts in a semi-boxer's clinch. Until one rocketing knee strike found its way into Alexia's breadbasket, preceded by a series of cocked back fists into the harlequins face as D.B. held her upright by clamping onto her hair with free hand. The walloping strikes coming to an end once she release her grip on Alexia's locks after the last punch to have the crazed clown tumble against the ring behind her.

Blood continued to pour down Alexia's face as it dripped down onto her chest, the blow to the head with that massive chair shot had left a nasty gash on her forehead as she was stumbling around on the floor trying to regain her bearings. She didn't need to work that hard as D.B. would soon pull her up to her feet, staggering into the Dreaded One with her face smearing blood across of her chest as she was held close. Panting for air as her world continued to spin, Alexia could offer no defense for herself as a knee came flying up into her tit, smashing it into her chest as Alexia spat out spit to mix in with the blood on D.B.'s boobs.

While she was rocked, coughing for air Alexia's head acted like a bobble head as D.B. began to punch her head relentlessly as it whipped with each powerful strike. At the moment, Alexia couldn't even enjoy the pain she was receiving due to how dull and numb the world was at the moment from that vile chair shot as the final hit rocketed her towards the ring apron, arms flinging over the apron as her legs gave out on her, hanging off of the ring as blood continued to drip down from her face!

The carnage obsessed fans who, earlier on, were applauding the wanton destruction from Alexia's splash through the announcer's table, were now having their blood-thirst quenched at the harlequin's expense. The mangled jester leaving blood splotches wherever her head made contact, including D.B.'s chest, abdomen, and her gloved fists after rocketing several right hooks into Alexia's crimson-caked face. The Bunny Reaper allowing Alexia to go tumbling against the ring apron after letting go of her hair. D.B. than taking a few stalking steps behind Alexia at a creeping pace before she snagged the waist of her skimpy attire and her hair and shoved her up and rolled her inside the ring.

D.B. failed to show even the slightest hint of remorse and instead carried herself like a relentless killer as she started taking slow, methodical, stalking steps around the ring that showcased the strain of the match beginning to take it's toll. A hacking cough finally steadying her chortled breathing rate as people speculated as to what D.B. was doing instead of continuing to capitalize on the bloodied jester. The grim hopper eventually came upon her tattered trench-coat still hanging atop one of the ring posts before climbing up and beginning to scrounge through it's pockets. She pulled out the answer to everyone's question in the form of a tall, jagged and spiky barb-wire bat.

A stirring and raucous buzz emanating from the masses due to the introduction of one of the most dangerous weapons in the game. Both it, and D.B., than coming closer to Alexia with every encroaching step...

Alexia's recollection of her mind was taking much longer than anything in recent memory...if she could think of anything of that sort. Her arms were practically numb as they sprawled across the ring apron as she was only being held up by the fact she was hanging off of the apron as her legs were dangling beneath her before she finally started to get some control back into her body. Even then, it wasn't much as she planted her hands into the mat, beginning to push herself up on the ring apron and getting a firm(ish) footing before she was able to spin around on the apron, leaning back into it to keep herself from falling to the floor.

That wouldn't be an issue for long as D.B. had grabbed her from behind, grabbing her head and the back of her short shorts and tossed her into the ring. Rolling on the mat, a trail of blood spots were left from each moment that Alexia's face touched the mat as she rolled all the way to the center of the ring, panting and heaving as she began to get some feeling back into her body, slowly pushing herself up as she tried to get to her knees.

Through the blood on her face, she saw that D.B. was coming back at her with an even greater toy. She was too busy recovering to see where she pulled that barbed wire bat from, but she was definitely appreciative of the fact that D.B. brought such an amazing toy to their fight. But Alexia wasn't satisfied just taking in all of it, she wanted to give it back just as much to D.B.! She wanted D.B. to feel what she was feeling!

She felt her heart pumping even faster with each step of D.B. drawing ever closer, blood continuing to drip down her face as she wore the proverbial Crimson Mask as D.B. was practically on her. Desperation shot through Alexia's body as she thought of something to stop D.B. long enough for her to catch her breath and return the fun as her body ran on adrenaline and snapped it back into working order.

Springing up from her knees, Alexia attempted to wrap her right arm around D.B.'s head and neck while attempting to force her to hunch over. Trying to catch D.B. by surprise and in a desperate attack to stall her opponent's moment, Alexia hooked the right arm with her left as she threw her leg backwards before kicking it forward for the needed momentum to drive D.B. head first into the mat with her Infamous Hit DDT!

Those with even a passing knowledge of AFW wrestling history would vividly remember the barbed weapon being eerily dragged along the canvas as if it were scene from a horror movie. It was the very same baseball bat that was used to topple, batter, and draw copious amounts of blood from a certain rotund sumo who by all accounts had never stepped foot into a wrestling ring ever again. An uneasy and squeamish audience now wondering if the same fate would befall the bloodied jester who was barely managing to scramble up to a visibly wavering stance. Bunny had sworn off of bringing this particular toy back into play except under two circumstances.

1) As a last resort when pushed to her utmost limits and backed up against a wall...

...or 2) if the other person just really, really pissed her off. Right now it was a little of both, but definitely leaning more towards the latter.

D.B. breathed heavily as she continued her prowling approach towards the seemingly helpless harlequin. Despite her being already coated in crimson red, D.B. still knew of inventive ways to make use of her favorite toy without causing an injury severe enough to have the referee call the match. The grim hopper wanted to prolong Alexia's suffering on this bloody Halloween well into the pitch black night if she had any say in the matter. But D.B.'s treat turned into a trick when the presumed dead jester suddenly sprang to life with the wide-eyed bunny girl having her head stuffed under Alexia's armpit.

Snarling through her teeth through it all, D.B. soon found herself doubled over and staring down the ring canvas below her. A disconcerting sight that would come rocketing towards her before being impaled into the canvas with a sickening thud of an impact. The skull-rattling finisher causing D.B. to repel back to her knees, but still be hunched over in a dazed stupor with limp arms slackened to her sides. She started teetering over for what everyone expected was a few seconds of unconsciousness...only for the otherworldly bunny girl to catch herself on one arm and to everyone's shock actually endure Alexia's finisher !! D.B. creepily started raising her head until she could see Alexia once more, taking heaving breaths with one wincing eye gazing defiantly back up at her...

Alexia managed to pull a fast one on D.B. managing to spring up and quick enough to catch D.B. in the gut with a air sapping head butt and followed up with a brutal DDT that normally would've put any other woman flat on their back. But not D.B. Alexia's eyes widened while on her back, just about to rise herself up on to her feet before she took a double take at Death Bunny. Blood staining her face as she saw that D.B. had snapped back up to her knees and refused to fall from it. The look of shock would slowly turn into joy that was followed by laughter. Alexia was beside herself, she couldn't believe that D.B. took that heavy hit and didn't fall from it!

It excited her so to be up against someone so durable, the lengths that would be pushed, the limits that would be broken, she could not contain herself! "Ahahahahahahaha! Hahahahahah!" she laughed out as she got up onto her knees, knee standing along with D.B. in front of her as the face of death looked up and right at her. Instead of being intimidated, Alexia continued to laugh in the face of D.B., showing her own form of defiance and refusing to be fall victim to the Dreaded One's oppressing aura.

Instead, Alexia's arm would quickly wrap around the head of D.B. again, locking it a front face lock again as Alexia sprung to her feet, the crowd gasping out in awe that Alexia was going for another Infamous Hit DDT as she kicked out her leg once more, attempting to fling herself into the mat once again to drive D.B. head first into the mat to see if she could take another one!

A palpable sense of disbelieving shock unified the audience under one unanimous reaction as the fluffy-eared reaper tanked through what was an incredibly powerful and ring-shaking DDT. No one fan in attendance predicting that the deathly bunny girl would still have the cognizance to be conscious let alone remain upright after having ate canvas like that. Right now she was on her knees with her hollow, soulless, and half-lidded eyes zoned in on Alexia as she hungrily breathed in oxygen after having been winded by the harlequins headbutt right to her diaphragm. An eerie and otherworldly presence to her aura that sent chills down the spine of anyone who saw her morbid visage...all save for the maniacal harlequin.

The cackling jester laughing into the night sky was a disturbing juxtaposition to the petrifying reaper girl remaining stoically silent as the grave. Anyone with any semblance of sanity would have at least hesitated from this type of scenario. Which said a lot about Alexia's mental state, but said even more for how D.B. was in far dire straits than she thought. She was putting up a strong front, but the truth of the matter was that D.B. was in a rough state. Normally her opponent would give her a few extra seconds to regain her senses out of sheer bloody terror, but before her fuzzy vision could even clear up, Alexia was back on her with a twisted and deranged sense of joy.

D.B. gnashed her teeth and offered less than a token resistance from Alexia slotting her bunny-eared head under the harlequin's sweaty armpit for a second time. Her swaying arms dangled limply upon being hauled back up to her feet for an unnervingly familiar view of the canvas below. Everything was happening too fast. She still couldn't think straight. And with one whiplashing plummet her cranium was once again spiked against the canvas, and once again she would bounce up...but only to stare vacantly at the dazzling roof-lights above before shutting her eyes and slumping over to her side in a spread-eagled position.

The pair of DDTs shocked everyone with how Alexia decided to spring one of her hardest hits on D.B. with frightening viciousness as she laid on her back as D.B. flopped on hers. While on her back, Alexia's laughter rang out as she began to squirm on the mat but not like one would as if they were in pain, but as if she was being overwhelmed with joy! Even if this was a normal match, Alexia would probably not have gone over to cover her opponent. She was too much fun. Alexia wasn't going to risk ending this match early until she got her fill, and who knows how much that would take.

The blood dripping down her face was a testament to the fun she enjoyed so much as she sat back up with using her arm as a balance, turning her eyes to the spread eagle D.B. with glee. But then something else caught her eye.

The twisted weapon that was the barbed wire bat.

Alexia's eyes widened as if she found the Holy Grail as she picked up the bat by the handle and by the head as she slipped her hand through the wire, knee walking towards D.B. as she attempted to mount her. Lifting the bat up and instead of using it to bludgeon D.B.'s face in, Alexia attempted to use the barbwire to shred up her face and even the score of crimson masks as she shoved the bat down, looking to jab those barbs into flesh!