(Complete) Liberty v Hannah - Hardcore Title Match

For all kinds of reasons, this was going to be no ordinary match.
Liberty was bemused to find herself challenging for a title belt early in her AFW career, but took the extra pressure in her stride. Facing Hannah again would be interesting; last time Liberty had brawled with the hardcore champ sheâ€d ended up getting a bit carried away, humiliating Hannah somewhat. Liberty wasnâ€t one for considering the consequences of her actions, but was aware that that past meeting would add tension to the fight. On top of all this, though, was the â€Funhouse of Pain†setup - one of the craziest Liberty had ever seen.

Instead of the arena, the fight had been relocated to a warehouse, in which several large rooms had been constructed - five, to be precise, all built to roughly the same square dimensions. Entry was through a narrow hall into a central lounge area - complete with sofas, glass coffee table, even a functioning TV. Leading off each wall of this central area were four other rooms - kitchen, bathroom, bedroom and a study. All were furnished as ‘real†as possible: lots of furniture, working appliances, and there was even a computer desk in the study. No crowd presence, of course, but there were cameras hidden everywhere throughout the ‘funhouse†to capture all the action.

The lack of any visible audience made Liberty feel a little strange as she made her way towards the house. The voluptuous Italian fighter was dressed, as ever, in a hopelessly scruffy white top and short leather skirt, complete with solid-looking (and metal-tipped) boots and elbow pad. She wanted to play the rebel, and her looks confirmed this.

Looking around curiously as she entered the living room, she grinned confidently and looked up at the nearest camera.
“Hello, big brother,” she smiled. “Iâ€m going to smash the crap out of you!” She cracked her knuckles then flopped carelessly down on a sofa, waiting for Hannah to show up.

Hannah would arrive at the warehouse in a beat up old car. She stepped out of the car with her signiture bat and would look at the building. She would smile to herself, it was a great chance to have a good match with one of her new rivals and it was just so nostalic for her too!

She would walk into the house, remembering all the funhouse of pain matches she had in her career, and now she would have another one and it was the first in AFW, that made two firsts for her for the funhouse of pain match. She would enter the central room and would smile as she saw Liberty.

She would run right up to where Liberty was laying down and would attempt to knee her in the face. "Hey there Libs!"

Liberty started to rise as she saw the distinctive pink dress of her opponent, but was still unprepared for the running knee to the face. She cried out in surprise as well as pain as the blow hit her cheek. Instinctively she tried to grab Hannahâ€s lower leg and push the blonde backwards, hoping to unbalance or at least deter her attacker.

“Fuck, well, hello to you too,” the black-haired girl exclaimed, rubbing her jaw. “Trying to remind me thereâ€s no ref in here? I got that, thanks.”

There was a loud, metallic ‘clunk†– the entrance door being bolted shut. Now the girls were trapped in here together, until a winner emerged.

"Nope, just reminding myself what you did last time we met!" Hannah would say, catching herself after getting shoved. She heard the door and the clanked and smiled. "Heh heh heh! Now we can't get out till one of us goes out like a candle light!" She would say, getting into a batter's stance.

She would rush at Liberty, swinging her bat in an attempt to make her stomach hurt after impact. If it worked she would drop her bat and would attempt to knee Liberty in the face again.

Liberty instictively tensed as the bat was swung at her stomach, not having the space to dogde. She groaned loudly, her face contorting in pain. The black-haired fighter clutched at her stomach, doubling over, which left her face exposed for another knee attack. The blow knocked Liberty back heavily - disoriented, she lost her footing and tripped backwards over the sofa behind her. Legs flailing high in the air, Liberty cleared the low-set furniture entirely, crashing downwards and disappearing behind the sofa.
"Aww, shit!" came a pained gasp from the other side of the furniture.
Reeling from Hannah's blows, Liberty's only advantage was that she was out of the blonde girl's line of sight for now. Sitting up against the back of the sofa, Liberty reached down into her cleavage and pulled out a small can of spraypaint she'd hidden there, ready to suprise Hannah when the blonde poked her head over.

Hannah had smiled as she got some good moves off on Liberty, it was a great thing for her to see. She couldn't get cocky though, last time this girl knocked her out with a stinkface! She would have some sort of plan for more harm on Liberty, she thought since she was laying down (unknowingly to her she wasn't.) she figured that she would use the sofa as a weapon. She would step back a bit to get a good running charge and would start to yell as she ran, although most people wouldn't do that, most people thing more then Hannah did, and would attempt to launch herself against the sofa, wanting to squish Liberty.

Liberty heard Hannahâ€s yell from across the room, making her realise the blonde was taking a run-up for something... swallowing hard, Liberty dropped her paint can and braced herself against the sofa. She felt the thud of the older girlâ€s impact, but was able to hold the sofa upright, much to Hannahâ€s surprise. Instead of knocking the sofa onto Liberty, Hannah had been knocked back herself.
Liberty shook her head and emerged from behind the furniture, smiling to see her opponent had been temporarily downed.
“Hah, surprised to see me?” the black-haired girl laughed. Liberty then leapt up onto the sofa and would jump into the air, aiming an elbow-drop at her floored foe. As the punkâ€s elbow pad was metal-plated, this would cause some nasty damage if it hit.

Hannah was indeed suprised when her attempt at an attack didn't work, but she did smile at the fact that Liberty was still a great match for her. Hannah watched as her opponent jumped onto the sofa, and would stand up and would hop on the sofa herself, attempting to push Liberty off of the sofa. If she could she would hop off of the sofa herself and would try to slam her knees onto Liberty's stomach.

Liberty was unprepared for Hannah as she climbed the sofa, the blonde knocking her off with ease. The scruffy punk landed on her back and was immediately hit with the knee drop to the stomach. She let out a hurt gasp, groaning in pain; her belly was already sore from the baseball bat attack, and had just suffered another huge hit. Liberty was stunned for now, trying to clutch at her aching stomach.

"Hey Libs, you having fun? Cause I am!" Hannah said with a smile, she really was having fun, and she felt that Liberty could be a great match for her in her favorate match of all time! She would move up to straddle her, and would start raining down punches onto Liberty's face, pounding her repeatingly until she decided to get off of her. She would decide to go to the bathroom part of the house.