AV 18 Main Event World Championship - Alison Seong (c) vs. Death Bunny

"Ohnonono...not this time, ya don't..." D.B. grumbled out as she hauled the champion back to her feet after just barely managing to intercept her from scrambling under the ring apron. Alison might not know what D.B. was referring to, but the last time the biker bunny girl had allowed an opponent to go scurrying under ring, they emerged with a pair of brass knuckles that definitely added some extra pepper to those haymakers of her opponent's. This time, she was going to learn from her past mistakes and not even allow Alison the chance to pull out whatever random weaponry she could find underneath there.

D.B. even set about repositioning the both of them further away from the side of the ring so as to ensure Alison wouldn't get any crafty ideas. But no sooner would the bunny reaper rear back her arm for the booming uppercut, then the champion would prove her craftiness anyway by wrapping her legs around D.B.'s ankles and have her face be slammed against the steel surface of the nearby steps. D.B. grimaced and snarled after snapping her back and tumbling off to lay on her side, cradling her face and the aching point of impact.

Alison managed to catch Death Bunny by wrapping her legs around the Grim Hopper's and forced her to fall forward and slam face first into the steel stairs! The resounding echo of flesh against steel rang out from the cage with the fierceness of a crack of thunder, echoing out from within the hellish structure. The Champion had bought herself some time as she was laying on the mat, slowly beginning to pull herself up with the cage as she looked over at DB.

The sight of her challenger aching in pain was the signal for Alison, gripping tightly on the cage as she hauled herself up, opportunistic adrenaline surging through her body as she towered over Death Bunny, she would reach down for those lavender locks and pull the Grim Hopper up to her knees before attempting to slam her face into the stairs again.

And again. And again.

Well...at the very least, D.B. prevented Alison from obtaining a weapon from underneath the ring. Though this was a pyrrhic victory at best, especially with the overall results having been about the same. Which were that D.B. was dizzied and reeling after being brutally reacquainted with the steel steps thanks to the conniving pissant tripping her up over her own feet. D.B. scrunched her face from beneath her gloved hand as her other arm was propped atop the silver staircase, fighting off her disorientation as best she could and as quickly as she could.

She didn't believe for one freaking second that Alison had the forethought to plan any of that out. But the opportunistic world champion did regrettably have a knack for capitalizing on a golden opportunity. The Bunny Reaper gritting her teeth from being yanked up to her knees before being treated to a headbanger session against the steel surface. Her noggin aching from the concussive slams that would have had D.B. to slump over in a stupefied and groaning daze should Alison ever get tired of this.

The second that Alison got her chance to start battling back and delivering the pain in return to Death Bunny, she would not let up. With angry and almost feral growls accompanying the loud smacks of flesh on steel over and over again before giving the last one with more maliciousness, pulling DB's head up as far as she could before slamming it down as hard as she could. The rush was soon over as Alison stumbled backward, falling back into the corner of the cell as she had one arm over her chest and the other outstretched and gripping on the cell to prevent herself from slumping all the way down to her butt, gasping and coughing for air as she was still reeling from the ruthless clubs to the chest.

But even as she was resting, the Champion's eyes were locked on the slumped figure of DB on the stairs. After all that DB did to her, mentally and physically through this match and the last one, suddenly, she didn't look so terrifying when she was humanized like this.

Dazed.

Weak.

Vulnerable.

That realization gave Alison another burst of energy as she knew that she had to capitalize on this, pushing herself off of the cell and lunged for DB's hair again, grabbing her and hauling her off of the stairs before stomping off away the steps with DB in tow. If she was successful, she would pull Death Bunny's face towards the cell, intending to press her face against the chain link and use it as a cheese grater by dragging slowly dragging her face across of it!

Despite D.B. still subscribing to the popular theory that Alison miraculously lucked into her championship reign from an incompetent and dim-witted Northman...the current champion still had to have some defining wrestling talent that put Cecilia on her back for the pin count. And that just happened to be her wily craftiness and unrelenting ferocity. The Bunny Reaper knowing that first hand from their previous match after being buried by the bitch beneath a pile of steel folding chairs before being hammered down upon from within by yet another chair. A situation regrettably not too dissimilar from this one...with D.B.'s bunny-eared head being ruthlessly rammed into the metallic steps before getting her neck craned back to stare vacantly at the rooflights above for the final skull-rattling slam.

She sagged deeply against the now indented steel steps, the side of her face mushed against the silver surface as she blathered incoherently with one arm draped beside her head. There was scant clarity to be had in the dizzied fuzziness within her rattled noggin...and of course, as soon as D.B. started making slight motions that hinted at her pulling herself together, Alison put the kibosh on that with out fail. The weakened bunny girl being unwillingly tugged back to her wobbly legs in groaning disorientation before being compressed against the chain link cage and having her face scraped against it's spindly surface. Those unaccustomed to hearing D.B. howl in pain would be shocked to see hear her do just that, her eyes scrunched shut with hands gripping onto the cage...a nearby cameraman zooming in from outside the fence and catching every excruciating moment.

Alison had shown how savage she could get, but she knew that she had to go even further than that inside of this hellish structure as she dragged the limp body of Death Bunny towards the cell wall before shoving DB's face into the chain link, pressing that once stoic face against the steel as if she was trying to force her through! But simple pushing wasn't enough, not one bit for the vengeful Champion who wanted this Grim Hopper needed more punishment for that unrelenting flurry that she had to endure.

Alison would begin to pull Death Bunny's hair, dragging her face across the chain link as the grater like links tore at the flesh of her Challenger as she got the sweet satisfaction of her Nightmare howling in pain. She saw the cameraman outside of the cell, zooming in on Death Bunny's face of pain as her lips would curl into a twisted smirk before pulling back off of Death's head, letting her face free of the chain link.

But not her wrath.

She would take a step forward, attempting to slam her knee into the back of Death Bunny to shove her into the cell one once more for a top off!

Not a particularly flattering look for D.B. But hey...you try getting your face mangled against the side of a chain-link fence like some freaking jobber goober and see how well you're aura of intimidation holds up. It wasn't faring too well for the Bunny-Eared Reaper at the moment, her eyes scrunched shut as she wailed out from the searing agony tearing against her forehead. It was a brutal sight to behold, even moreso from how uncomfortably close the camera was catching every second of the unsettling action until relief was finally felt in the form of Alison backing up off her.

"...*pant*pant*...sheeeezus..." D.B. grumbled through gritted teeth as she slumped back down to her knees to seat her butt on her ankles, one gloved hand still clinging onto the steel fence with the other hand shielding the more scraped up parts of her scrunched up face. Pain spikes like pinching electricity coursed throughout her bunny-eared head despite no longer being assaulted with what felt like a cheese grater, but any notion of decency attributed to Alison swiftly came to an end. Right around when she embedded her knee into D.B.'s spine, the macabre bunny curling her spine from the slamming impact before turning back around and flopping face first at Alison's feet. Her visage twisted in pain as one hand reached up to start pawing at Alison's thigh.

With a sickening smack of knee crashing into the back of Death Bunny, it was made even more ominous with the cell rattling after the hit, The Grim Hopper dropping down at her feet as the Champion stood tall over her opponent. This was the way it should have been, this was the place that Alison was most comfortable in. Standing and delivering the punishment as she felt Death Bunny's hand pawing at her thigh, most likely to get a form of balance and stability in order to pull herself back up. Alison would cruelly smack the hand away before bringing up her boot, attempting to press it down on her Challenger's head.

"You think that this'll be easy!? You're nothing but a sham, a fraud! You're no nightmare! You just some freak with bunny ears!" she shouted, one could see it as Alison trying to demean her opponent. Other would say she's trying to humanize Death Bunny more to take away the fear factor she had over Alison as she grounded down the bottom of her boot on Death Bunny's head before jumping up and trying to drive a stomp down into the back of her opponent!

It wasn't so much that D.B. was pawing at Alison's thigh in some aimless attempt at finding something sturdy to brace herself against. It was more along the lines of the Grim Hopper subconsciously craving the opportunity to deliver upon Alison as much back-breaking, spirit-crushing pain as she could possibly inflict within the parameters of this match. Something hidden deep within DB now beginning to simmer with every putrid word that came from the smug champion's mouth, up to and including when Alison felt compelled to just start grinding her boot treads into the back of D.B's bunny-eared noggin.

It was a demeaning and derogatory act that, along with Alison's' disparaging and venomous remarks about the mythos surrounding D.B., earned the faux champion seething boos and derision from the audience at ringside. The bunny reaper herself squirming and seething through grit teeth from the reaffirmed pressure on her throbbing head. To the point where in the instant she felt relief from Alison lifting her foot, D.B. would go rolling off to the sides and avoid what would have been a vicious stomping. She motioned up to her hands and knees and started crawling towards the ring apron, one of her gloved hands soothing the back of her aching spine with the other grasping onto the clothed ringside fabric.

The fans booed at Alison's verbal attack, lambasting the longtime veteran of the league and one of their most popular figures as the Champion continued to beat her against the cage, leaping up with the assistance of the cage to get as high as she could before driving her foot right down on Death Bunny's head. Now it was her turn to stalk and watch Death Bunny crawling away from her, the sneer on her lips curling into a twisted grin of glee, letting Death Bunny crawl away from her.

It did wonders for her ego and psyche to see the woman in such a vulnerable position, it gave her the boost she needed to stimulate her mind into thinking and believing she could win as she waited for Death Bunny to get to her feet. She would grab her by the shoulder, twisting her around as she would lunge in and wrap her arms around her, pulling her into a tight bearhug! Breasts mashing against breasts, she would put the squeeze on Death Bunny before attempting to lift her up, placing her own head underneath DB's shoulder as her eyes would lock on the steel turnbuckle post off to the side, aiming DB's body to then charge at it, attempting to slam her spine first against it!

"RAAAAAAAAAH!"