Amy vs Hitomi

Amy's exercise music began to play as she stepped out to the stage, bouncing lightly on her feet. She went with a blue vale tudo outfit this time, and was all smiles from her previous victory. After warming up a little bit on top of the ramp, she started to walk down the ramp, waving to anyone in the crowd that was waving back.

She then climbed up in through the ropes, and raised her arms up in the air, jumping and turning around a couple of times before moving to her corner, anxious to see who her opponent was this time.

Hitomi took one look at her opponent's bio and decided she was garbage. She had recently defeated Sarah Gatt, the undisputed Brawler Queen, and was looking down upon every person in the league. She thought they were all weak, rank amateurs who did not know what pain was or how to fight. She thought Sarah would be difficult, and she was, but in the end Hitomi had her beaten and on the ground. Was there nobody better than that? How can she become the strongest when there was nobody truly strong here? And now she was saddled with this Amy girl, who did not look much like a fighter at all. She looked more like a girl from a fitness video. She might look strong, but was obviously not a fighter like Hitomi.

Her music "Mind as Judgement" came over the speakers as Hitomi stepped out, the entire crowd cheering her. They had come to love the brawler after her stunning victories, few though they were. Hitomi grinned and waved to them, seemingly out of character. She was a heel and a brawler after all, why was she so positive? As she got closer to the ring though, her grin became steadily more and more devious, until it was more like a smirk. She slipped into the ring, then quickly stretched out her arms.

"Well, hope she puts up a fight at least..." Hitomi thought with disdain.

Amy raised an eyebrow at Hitomi, and smirked a little at the rather skimpy attire the woman chose to wear. She cracked her knuckles slowly, ready to give this woman a work over.

She was unaware of who she had beaten, nor did she really care. So long as she could lift her above her head, she'd be fine in her mind.

"Nice to meet you, Hitomi... hope you can take some punishment, because I really feel like dishing out some good slams tonight."

Hitomi was rather amused by Amy's comment. She wasn't afraid of any "slams" or anything else this girl could dish out. She was tough, she had fought in places far more brutal than this girl had ever seen. Hitomi had no doubt in her mind that it would be her, not Amy, that dished out the beatings tonight. If the girl underestimated her for whatever reason, well that's her fault.

Hitomi would first approach the center of the ring and offer Amy a handshake. "If you want to give me a beating, the least you should do is be courteous about it," Hitomi said, trying to feign a resigned tone, as if she knew Amy was already her better. Should Amy take her hand though, Hitomi wouldn't hesitate to try a cheap shot. She would pull Amy in and bury her other fist in Amy's gut.

Amy smiled a little, moving towards the center of the ring. "So you can get a cheap shot in on me? Come on, lets just do this" She smirked, and raised her arms up, wanting to compare her strength against this blonde bimbo.

"Tch, whatever," Hitomi said, trying to act all insulted that her opponent didn't accept her "act of good faith." She saw Amy offering a test of strength, rolled her eyes at the sheer steroetypicality of the move, and accepted it, locking fingers with the fitness girl. Hitomi's smirk came back on her face as she began to push against Amy, hoping that she wouldn't make a fool of herself in this contest. She knew that Amy probably wasn't weak, since she was big of exercise, but she probably wasn't going to expect some other kind of move. Hitomi, of course, was already planning on how to get the initiative, though she would make no move yet, wanting instead to test out just what she was up against.

Amy grinned as she laced fingers with her, and then started to press hard against Hitomi, growling in effort as she struggled to force her backwards.

Hitomi felt Amy beginning to push back on her, amping up the strength while slowly giving way. She knew what she was doing; she was going to slowly let herself get overpowered, or appear to be overpowered. But it was a ploy; right when Amy seems confident, right as she was about to win their contest, Hitomi would step off to the side and throw Amy off balance, then deliver a kick to Amy's rear to make sure she falls to the ground.

Amy grinned, falling right into her trap. She pushed her back one step, then another step. "Heh." She smirked, then gasped as she was suddenly thrown off balance by Hitomi. She stumbled forward, then yipped as Hitomi kicked her in the butt and made her fall to her hands and knees. "Ow..."

Hitomi didn't let up. She would then try to deliver a powerful kick into Amy's gut, before she could possibly get up, burying the toe of her boot in Amy's gut.