The Juggernaut Cicilia vs. The Mighty Yukiko

Yukiko's attempt to end things early was her own mistake. Sure, she had the control for now but so long as Cicilia had breath in her lungs and her body still obeyed, she would NOT lose this match! The surrounding area outside the arena was an excellent mine-field, an easy way to win being to knock your opponent out in the right spaces. Tables scattered the outside and all it took was a well placed kick (or clothesline) in this case to end the fight, to have your opponent fall onto and through those tables. The slightest hiccup could prove it's end... Overconfidence would be one of these hiccups.

Cicilia had taken a lot of hits in this match, all of them powerful and all of them (Well besides that slug to her jaw) were well-preformed. The Boxer was hurting and was slower, yes, but she wasn't out of this fight. To think so would be to underestimate the Juggernaut and her determination to win!

Whether or not Yukiko was a victim of her own hubris or not, Cicilia would be pulled up to her feet and HURLED towards the ropes at near sprinting speeds! Ah, the German saw what she was trying to do. Even as she approached it, the boxer could see the very thin and flat face of a table resting just over the edge of the ring, realizing that her opponent was going for a finish. She glanced over her shoulder for only a split second and, in that short time, she noticed movement behind her.... Yukiko was chasing her, aiming to end it all personally.


An opportunity, if a slim one was about to present itself. If she screwed this up, something told her she wasn't going to get another chance. Yukiko just wasn't that weak of a wrestler. Whirling herself around a step before she'd connect with the ropes, The German boxer's sanguine eyes widened as Yukiko's arm very quickly started to fill her vision, giving her very little time to act! Little... but maybe enough. Maybe. Cicilia attempted to DUCK under the clothesline, tucking her arms over her head for extra shielding as she did so.... Should the wrestler's arm pass over her head, Cicilia would lunge forward, wrapping her arms around Yukiko's legs as her forward momentum carried her into her! With a swift HEAVE, she'd LIFT the woman over the ropes throwing her out of bounds and over a table.... That was, if she managed to avoid the first strike...

Mighty Yukiko could tell that it wasn't going to be easy, even if she hit this clothesline there was a chance that Cicilia had enough sense and ring awareness to grab onto the ropes, or that the fall wouldn't be enough as the Japanese tables were very durable. She had wrestled once or twice in America before, one of those matches had been a tables match and she had always been surprised how easily those broke, of course she lost...because the table felt like paper.

Mighty Yukiko chased after Cicilia and as the raven haired boxer hit the ropes, the pink haired fighter tried to drive her arm into Cicilia's neck and bring her over the ropes, but to her surprise the raven haired fighter took ducked under that arm and then took a hold of the turquoise clad fighters leg and hauled her up and over the ropes!

Her eyes widened in surprise, she had to do something quick. Grabbing onto the top ropes as she flew over the ropes, the Mighty One was able to grab a hold of the ropes and as she was flung over held on tight, swinging around the ropes and ended up dangling over the side of the ring. Quickly scrambling and kicking her way up towards her feet on the ring apron...but fairly open for an attack at the moment as she desperately tried to scramble back into action and even footing.

"You gotta be kidding me..." Cicilia growled, exasperated. Yukiko not only recovered from her surprise with commendable speed, but was able to counter her fall towards the table below her by grabbing onto the ropes and halting her momentum! The German was conflicted whether or not she should be amazed... or mad that her plan didn't go the way she wanted! It was a perfect opportunity to end this match quick and it was thwarted! She wasn't even sure she was going to be able to pull it off!...

Heh...

She'd have to commend Yukiko for her skill and dexterity, maybe even ask for some training sometime. She wanted to know how to keep herself from being thrown over the ropes like that... That was for later. Once this was over and SHE had won, Cicilia would ask for training.

Now Yukiko stood atop the rim of the ring, apparently trying to get her bearings over that impressive, almost 6th sense-esk avoidance! That left her open... Avoiding one trap to fall victim to another. As the Pink-haired wrestler attempted to scramble back to a place of meaningful footing, the Juggernaut would suddenly rush forward, throwing out a boot to slam into the girl's stomach and send her flying from the ring and onto the floor outside!

If this attack hit, she would miss the table waiting for her below, maybe knock it over on her way down but hardly meet the criteria of busting through it! Should the more dexterous wrestler crash to the floor, Cicilia would attempt to follow her, a fist cupped in her hand, cracking her knuckles.

ONE! The ref shouted, already voicing his disapproval towards their change of location.

Mighty Yukiko was desperately pulling herself up towards her feet on that apron and quickly trying to gather her senses, she had narrowly avoided a potential defeat, as she would look over her shoulder and then turn towards the raven haired fighter who came right at her.

Charging in with that leg of hers as the sole of her boot hit square in Mighty Yukiko's abs, causing the pink haired fighter to cough out, losing her grip on the ropes, she fell backwards and down onto the barley padded floor outside of the ring. Landing flat on her back as her legs would go wide spread and arms too, before she started to curl them up around her abs and cough, rolling over onto her side as she tried to gather her senses and especially her breath.

The Perfect Ace would start to struggle and force her way up towards her feet, shaking her head as she would aim to move up towards her knees, eyes glaring over at Cicilia who was making her way closer towards her, cracking those knuckles of hers, looking as if she was ready to start another slugfest.

Unlike her attempt to send the pink-haired fighter to her defeat, Cicilia's boot firmly planted into Yukiko's body, sending her sprawling to the floor! The Juggernaut was quick to follow her out, cracking her knuckles ominously as the "Perfect Ace" managed to get to her feet again. Taking a boot full on to her stomach and falling to the ground THEN managing to get back up? She as a damn-tough woman. It was a shame there weren't more of her around here. Cicilia would've had more fun in her fights.

Yes, she wanted a slug-fest, to get Yukiko to abide by the German's strengths whether she wanted too or not! She wanted to assert her strength, to BE the head of this fight! Getting thrown around and beaten like she had wasn't a familiar feeling. Well... not by strangers. Beatings she was painfully familiar with.

Approaching the pinkette, Cicilia reached out to grab the woman's shoulder before swinging her other around in a blistering hook to her cheek, hoping to knock some of the fight out of her and leave her open for the next punch!

Yukiko shuddered a bit as that fist of Cicilia hit her cheek, snapping the head of the pink haired fighter to the side. The power that Cicilia had behind her was without a doubt fearsome, but the fact that she could effectively use that power...no that wasn't the right word, that fact that her strikes made it seem like she was ten times stronger than she was with the impact they brought was enough to make Yukiko stagger backwards.

She feel down onto one knee, hands moving up, arms going to shield her face from further punches as she was for the moment at the mercy of the German, as she had to think of a way to fight back, but for the moment her brain felt a little rattled after that nasty strike from the black clad woman.

Though the Perfect Ace wasn't going to take a defeat, she had faced women much bigger and stronger....but she wasn't sure if she had met anyone who was as good of a puncher as Cicilia seemed to be.

Cicilia was all that she claimed to be: Strong, tough, relentless... Her power wasn't so easily squelched under the attacks of another. Yukiko had hurt her... Stunned her, but she hadn't weakened her or... at least not enough for there to be a noticable difference. It was truly the German's willpower that made her such a monster. She didn't ALLOW herself to get weaker... She WAS strength! She didn't let herself break... She WAS toughness! When the German slammed her fist into Yukiko's cheek, drilling it into her face, she let her know that her attempts to make this easier on her with all the hits she'd landed had failed. Cicilia was a master at wars of attrition and she could already tell that Yukiko was starting to fail. The way her hands shoot up reflexively to defend herself AFTER she's been struck, the way she stumbled back to gain some distance....

What could she do....? What could Yukiko DO to stop this monster???

...Beat her at her own game.

That's right. As Cicilia advanced, hands curled into fists one might assume what exactly the girl had to do to put down the German for good: beat her at her own game...

Fight her, hurt her, punch it out of her! If she could overcome Cicilia's own durability and drive too win, then the pinkette could truly push for victory! This was a battle of wills... Now, who's was stronger?

Cicilia shot out with a leg, kicking HIGH at Yukiko's jaw, her movement's sudden and quick (for her at least), hoping to chip off a little more of her opponent's defiance!

Yukiko had to protect herself as Cicilia started to hammer away at her, raising her arms up after that punch had come in and smacked her on her cheek, before she suddenly felt another punch strike her and another, those arms of the pinkette rose up and shielded her face.

She couldn't find a chance to attack, except for when that powerful leg came up and smacked into her guard, causing Yukiko to stumble and almost crumbled after the pressure, but she remained standing, gritted her teeth and with her own willpower took a step forward.

She'd throw out a right hook aimed at Cicilia's face, trying to strike her right on the jaw, and follow it up with a left hook to Cicilia's torso. She couldn't win this slugfest...that much was clear to her, even if she could block all of Cicilia's strikes, it would turn her arms into mush, they were already feeling heavy from the kick that she had just managed to block, but Yukiko was the type of person who would never give in!

Cicilia's fists slammed into Yukiko's cheeks this way and that, but she managed to raise up her arms to deflect the boxer's foot!

"Tsk..." She growled in distaste as her foot was thrown wide of it's target, leaving her open for Yukiko's counter attack! It didn't come quickly, that much was obvious. The Pinkette seemed to struggle, her stamina starting to drop quickly. As Cicilia struggled to get back into some kind of respectable position, she noticed her opponent was having trouble staying up, to go on the attack... Heh... She smiled... Right as a fist SLAMMED into her cheek!

Yukiko's punch hit Cicilia dead on, sending her head SHOOTING to the side as saliva spat from between her lips! Just because she was losing her ability to stand against her, it didn't seem it made Yukiko any weaker... The punch to her belly forced the German to buckle slightly over her fist, Cicilia letting out a soft, rasping cough as the air was forced from her lungs...

Cicilia wasn't the kind of person to just... give up either when things got painful! She was the kind to beat challenges, to WIN! But... even so... DAMN did she hit hard... She felt her muscles cramp up where Yukiko dug in her fist... But she wasn't strong enough!

The German lashed out with her own uppercut into Yukiko's gut, paying her back for the blow she'd just delivered! She'd dig in her fist, letting it cut DEEP into her stomach, never stepping back from her position, never giving any ground.

Mighty Yukiko was able to fight back against Cicilia, throwing her own set of strikes aimed right at the raven haired fighter, driving her fist into the German boxer and striking her not once, but twice. For the moment it looked as if the tides had turned!

Though that was way too good to be true. As Cicilia was clearly able to fight back, throwing up a powerful uppertcut right into the gut of the Japanese veteran. " Uuugh!" Yukiko cried out as air and spittle escaped her mouth. She would hunch forward, over that fist of Cicilia, coughing out....

The pinkette would try and fight back, she wouldn't be able to out-punch Cicilia....instead she'd have to do something else. Trying to push forward against the woman, and drive her shoulder into midsection of the German, trying to force her back and drive her spine first into the ring apron!