Peggy McIntyre vs. Cicilia De'Reignhardt Wrestler vs Boxer

Peggy made a statement with her offense, she knew her way around the ring and could take down the bigger boxer! However, as Peggy wrenched back to try to apply as much pressure as she could Cicilia grabbed hold and began to pry her hands apart! Peggy was a strong woman by any standard but damn.... Cicilia was clearly at an advantage over Peggy in this area! She was a powerhouse of the highest caliber to say the least.

Peggy however knew a losing proposition when she saw one. Instead of keeping it locked in, Peggy would quickly rip her arms away as she got up, sending a stomp down onto Cicilia's back before moving to Cicilia's side. She knew that Cicilia was going to get up swinging, so she moved at an angle behind her. Peggy was now going to try to change things up and keep the action moving. If one or there other... or maybe even both were on the run it favored Peggy in her mind. To that end she tried to grab the arm of the resilient woman and twist her torso, attempting an Irish whip to send Cicilia running to the ropes!

Cicilia Slowly made progress in ripping the hands off from under her chin, feeling the aching in her spine begin to relax... Just a little bit more and she'd be free... Then have this girl in her clutches! Speaking of them, Peggy released her grip on the juggernaut as soon as she started making headway, dropping her to the ground and delivering a harsh kick to her back instead for her troubles! Gritting her teeth, Cicilia began to claw her way back up, only to be assisted by the Irish, though her intentions were far from sporting. Grabbing her arm at a particular side angle such that she couldn't punch her... effectively and nullifying her greatest strength!

She was rather helpless when it came to fighting against the woman's control, her positioning simply too awkward. Cicilia was forced to her feet at Peggy's pace, shoving her forward and sending her running towards the ropes! Spinning around at the last second so that she didn't slam face-first into them, Cicilia pressed into the ropes back first, her momentum sending her RIGHT back at Peggy with more speed than she normally possessed! A clothesline would've been stereotypical here... Something expected... She watched enough matches to know that was a popular and predictable counter to the position she was in...

SO! Instead, as she drew near, she'd tuck her shoulders at the last minute, intent on driving her shoulder into Peggy's gut, taking her down in a brutal spear!

Peggy sent Cicilia flying and moved after her, bracing herself to try to lift up and powerslam Cicilia! However,r Cicilia came back fast, which wasn't unexpected. However, she came in lower than Peggy was in position to handle and the spear caught her in the chest! Peggy screamed in pain as she landed hard on the mat, her torso throbbing! this was bad. Cecil on top free to punch away would be awful. Peggy had to try to make this position a tough one for Cicilia.

Peggy was hurting and had the worst of the spear... one of the more painful spears she had ever experienced to boot! However, she tried to reach up with her arms to try to wrap up Cicilia's head and hold her close as well as try to apply a choke hold. While that was effective Peggy knew Cicilia would just power out of it. She had to be better, and do more to keep from being pounded into next week. She brought her legs up and tried to wrap them around Cicilia's own torso, attempting to squeeze as hard as she could to try to crush down on her abdomen! IF she could get her in this unexpected hold it would prevent her from being pounded mercilessly, or so Peggy hoped!

Cicilia's tackle acted like an axe to the trunk of a tree, bringing Peggy DOWN to the mat on no uncertain terms! She was a tough one, this irish stranger... Weaker women would've snapped in two from a tackle such as this... Despite how infuriating this woman was, her durability was something to be respected indeed! Of course, that wouldn't stop her from inflicting considerable damage on the Irish-whip, sending her crashing to the ground with the German on top of her! Cicilia attempted to rise quickly, to just kneel atop with woman and pound her face into the mat but Peggy was as quick to recover as she was to take hits, wrapping and arm around the juggernaut's head and tucking it low in a headlock! Before she could even think to struggle either, she felt legs wrap around her mid-torso and SQUEEZE her iron body like it was some kind of squeeky-toy, the vice grip of Peggy attempting to force the air out of her!

CIcilia groaned in disgust... But Peggy made a mistake by not restricting her arms... She still had free reign of them and the irish hot-head had a very exposed body to wale on. Gritting her teeth and enduring the PAIN she was suffering, Cicilia threw a wild punch at her captor's ribs, a brutal hook that possessed less than the German's full power, considering it was coming from only her upper body. It wasn't the only one, though, several others beating on Peggy from both sides, attempting to SMASH the fight right out of her!

"RRGh... You're pretty good..." Cicilia gasped, hurling another punch. "...Damn strong too..."

Peggy managed to keep her head from being pounded, that was a saving grace. However, each hit that connected with her robs was a force to be reckoned with! Moaning in pain with each hit, Peggy in turn rolled Cicilia over to get on top and abandoned her hold! Cicilia wasn't being choked anymore but Peggy wasn't a glorified punching bag any longer.

A worthwhile tradeoff in Peggy's eyes. "Ya hit like a piledriver lass." Peggy said woth a nod, wincing as she stood. Her sides were ready to burst or so she felt. Once Cicilia got up Peggy knew she had to move and keep moving. She dashed right at Cicilia as if she were going to rush and attack, but at the last minute ahe rolled to the side to run past Cicilia! Peggy leapt up onto the middle rope, springboarding off and flying back at Cicilia woth a springboard dropkick!

Cicilia's punches did the trick, eventually persuading Peggy to abandon her choke all together, rolling on top instead to escape the flurry of rib-punishing blows! The Juggernaut couldn't help but feel a twinge of pride as her opponent acknowledged her strength vocally, stating she hit like a "Pile-driver." A good a compliment as any, especially for someone who takes pride in their brute force. As Peggy began to get off her, Cicilia rose to her feet as well, a small smile on her lips. Maybe she wasn't the idiot she thought she was... Just competitive. Very well... Enough with the compliments and all that jazz... Time to get her head in the game and take her down! She would expect nothing less from this irish-whip!

As she rose to her feet fully, Peggy charged right at her and, in response, Cicilia did the same, her right arm tensing to take Peggy down in a clothesline! However, the woman was smarter than to rush a moving train, ducking out of the way and slipping behind the boxer, much to her surprise! Cicilia ground to a hault and turned... only for a pair of boots to SLAM into her chest, sending the juggernaut CRASHING into the mat in pain, shock too but mostly pain, the impact of her spine against the mat completely throwing her off...

She groaned, writhing a little as she attempted to block out the agony, lifting herself up in an attempt to get back to her feet...

Peggy was on a roll, but knew that there was a ton more work to be done.  Cicilia was struggling back up to her feet and Peggy wanted to keep her down on that mat.  That was easier said than done.  

Peggy again ran at Cicilia as she rose to her feet but this time was for real, home her feint last time.  Peggy leapt straight at the rising Cicilia, flying knee first towards her face as she tried to execute a shining wizard!  It was going to take high 8mpact offense to really put a dent in Cicilia, and this happened to be just an example of that type of offense.

If this connected Peggy would waste no time in laying across Cicilia chest and hooking a leg to start a pin.  However if this was countered Peggy was going to be in a bad spot......

Cicilia managed to climb up to her knees before Peggy went on the attack, running right at her again before she could mount any kind of meaningful defense! The juggernaut took the full force of her opponent's Shining Wizard (what is WITH these move names), slamming her back down into the mat just as fast as she'd gotten up! Stunned, she was quite open to the pin Peggy had planned on using...

Though it wouldn't even get to one... An instant before the Ref's hand slammed into the canvas, Cicilia RIPPED herself out, throwing herself back into an upright position! Her head was spinning, her head was sore... but she wasn't out of this fight yet! Not so early into it! Using her momentum, the boxer would attempt to rise to her feet and get back into her boxing stance... She had to get off the ground. Her attacks wouldn't mean squat if she couldn't stay on her feet!

pegy was in downright shock as she rolled off Cicilia and got to her feet. Her rushing full speed and plowing into the woman knee first didn't even get a one count?! Peggy couldn't believe it.

As Peggy rose to her feet she apparently had to try a different approach. She circled around Cicilia wary of her punches. Peggy would have to try to get her in a hold. Sap her energy, focus on one spot and hammer away then put it in a nasty submission hold to really take her to task. Still in shock, Peggy did move in and try to guard her face and try to surprise Cicilia by doing something Cicilia herself may do! Peggy feinted at a jab, stepping close as she went low, trying to explode upward with an uppercut with as much force as she could muster!

Not this early Cicilia would be kept down! Peggy made a big mistake stepping into Cicilia's court, coming at her with punches. Sure the woman was strong and it would certainly HURT if she landed them but she lacked any of the boxing experience Cicilia had to make them count... the Woman sent a jab her way and immediately Cicilia tucked herself behind her arms in a wall-like guard, anticipating an impact... only for it to never come... She had experience with faints, those being popular in the boxing circles so she kept up her guard, peeking out enough to see the irish-woman striking from below with a monstrous uppercut! A loud CRACK could be heard as her fist impacted with Cicilia's arms, threatening to pierce right through her arms!

If Cicilia had been rash and not kept up her defense, she wouldn't have had enough time between lowering it and that punch to raise it up again! It was so strong and fast... She wasn't going to easily be able to match such a combination!

Didn't mean she wouldn't try, though. Cicilia grimaced as she opened up her arms to deliver a series of quick jabs and crosses, hoping to push the irish woman back further and further with the sheer speed and ferocity of her punches! Should she succeed, Cicilia would continue to advance with this strategy whether they hit or not, the German would advance on Peggy, aiming to force her to retreat RIGHT into a corner.