Hardcore Title match: Cecilia Northman Vs. Sabre

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Standard Hardcore match, several blunt weapons scattered around the ring,
special rule: no interference by any of the wrestlers teams, (interfering teams has to pay a fine of 50,000 dollars)


Cecilia had finally made her challenge for the Hardcore title, cashing in her contract and been given her match, after tonight there was gonna be a new hardcore champion on Friction, and that was either gonna be her or her opponent Sabre, it would either be The Avengers or the Gatt Attack who would hold the belt, it was quite and interesting set up to the match...seemed like the higher ups of AFW had a sense of humor when they appointed Sabre as the number one contender and her turning out to be a member of the Gatt Attack, it was all pretty funny when she thought about it, and kinda poetic, if she could win this match then she would have a clear way to Gatt, all she had to do was to beat her pet first and then she would be able to take on the main girl again...hopefully able to settle their score as well, Cecilia shook her head as thinking a head to much would just cloud her mind and cover her vision over the present, today, here and now she was gonna face Sabre, that was what mattered, she was the girl that was important right now, and she had to be focused on her, Sabre was about an inch taller than her, but she was better built, sort of, strong and seemed to be quite deadly, but Cecilia had done a lot of training, against a certain strong girl.

Cecilia was waiting in her locker room, well not just hers, because of the huge roster it was hard to get a locker room for yourself, but she had managed to get one for the Avengers, and she was the only one in it at the moment, she looked around a little as she was dressed in her standard outfit, only with the red top that she displayed in her little promo that had been interrupted by Sarah and Sabre, not that it mattered, she had found a way to thick Sarah off and she had managed to witness Adrian misting Sarah, the red did fit her hair and clothing though so she should have been happy about that.

Cecilia was stretching a little as she just now waited for her time to go out and make her entrance, she wanted this match to start, the belt was almost in her reach, and she wanted to stick it to Gatt by taking down her prized pet, " Unbent...unbowed...unbroken" Cecilia said out to herself as she thought about how hard this match might be, Cecilia knew that Sarah was strong...and Sarah must have know more or less about how strong she was when they fought before, so if Sarah thought Sabre would have it easy against her, then it would probably be a tough match that was coming up for her.

Finally the stage crew guy came in and said " You're up Miss Northman " Cecilia turned around and put on a serious face as she began to walk out of the locker room and started heading down the hallway, she soon reached the curtains that led to the ramp and down to the ring, Cecilia held of there for a moment, waiting for her music to cue, she took a few deep breaths and rolled her shoulders...she was ready, she couldn't be anymore ready that she was now, and finally her music started, the [url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jKwsS2DKWV8:1v96yii7]Hymn of the North[/url:1v96yii7], the slow and sort of calm opening began without any Cecilia out there before the crowd, the ramp filled with smoke and the arena was put in a dim lit blue light, and as soon as the music began, a lighting bolt shot down onto the ramp, and Cecilia leaped out onto the ramp right after, standing tall and strong as she raised her hand high up in the air, basking in the great amount of cheers that the crowd was giving her, she had made quite a name for herself and that was pretty good, she had a good win streak, and she was the 8# best ranked in the top ten rankings of friction, and that may have been why she got such a following.

Cecilia looked around a little at the sold out crowd, before she began to jog down the ramp and made her way down to the ring, remembering that Sabre had been one to carry a pretty nasty bone club when she last saw her opponent, Cecilia looked around a little before stepping into the ring, she noticed a baseball bat on the ground, of course there were several other weapons on the ground, but that bat was closest and was most suitable at the moment , she picked the bat up and slid into the ring, taking a little stroll around the ring as she basked in the cheers once again, before she began to head to her corner, keeping her eyes peeled at the entrance and the ramp as just waited for Sabre.

As the crowd noise from Ceciliaâ€s entrance started to fade, the ramp darkened. Fresh rock chords played through the arena, and the entrance lights flickered back on, flashing white to reveal the masked figure of Sabre. The cave girl was, as ever, wearing next to nothing, mere scraps of fabric hanging off her muscular body. With almost all of her on display, the only part that was really covered was her face, hidden behind her fierce-looking bone mask. A matching prehistoric club hung from her hips.

The barefoot wrestler raised a fist above her head, saluting the crowd, and started to march confidently towards the ring. She didnâ€t receive quite as many cheers as Cecilia, and those she did get were probably owed to her skimpy outfit, but Sabre wasnâ€t concerned with building a fan club. She just wanted to show herself as the strongest, toughest fighter around - and this hardcore bout in front of a packed, PPV arena was going to be a great place to do it.

On climbing the ring steps Sabre turned to the crowd, raising her bone club with both hands and giving a deep, primal roar of aggression. It was clear from the snarling grin on her lips that she was focused and psyched for this fight. She stepped through the ropes and onto the canvas, facing her opponent.

From behind her mask, Sabreâ€s red eyes looked Cecilia up and down. The Swedish girl was an impressive physical specimen, Sabre mused, looking pretty much the same size and strength as herself. The fact she had gone straight for a baseball bat showed no lack of warrior instinct, either. Sabre was relishing the prospect of testing herself against this one.

“Ready for a little tussle?” Sabre smiled, carelessly flicking her lank white hair back behind her shoulders. "It might get rough." She would stalk forwards, cat-like, carefully advancing on her opponent. She held her bone club up, almost in a loose duelling stance, ready to match any weapon attack Cecilia might choose to throw at her.

DING DING DING!! The bell rang to mark the start of their match. Not that there was going to be much ‘official†structure to this particular fight.

Cecilia looked on towards the ramp as she heard Sabre's music start and she kept her gaze fixed on the stage, and once the cavegirl came out, she looked on with excitement, Sabre was large, seemed mean, and strong, strong enough to win Sarah Gatt's respect it seemed, so that just made her an interesting opponent, this match would prove to maybe be the most important match in the young Swedes career, at least so far and until she could get a title belt chance for the main belt, not only was she facing an opponent that seemed as mighty and terrifying as any other of the tough wrestlers she had met, maybe even more so, and it was for the Hardcore title belt, arguably the second most prestigious belt in Friction.

Cecilia didn't pay mind to the crowd at the moment, even though she heard cheers for the the almost not dressed Sabre, she didn't have a care for it, she was focused at the moment, determined to take Sabre down and walk away with that belt, so that soon she could face Gatt again...but despite of that, Sabre was no obstacle or road block, she was a goal as well, to beat Sabre could be good enough even that, but her own personal little vendetta against Gatt was something that was often on her mind, it was the reason for all the training, training to deal with speed and strength, to deal with punches that could knock anyone out, and now she could let all that training show it's stride and prove it's worth, by aiming to take down Sabre.

Cecilia looked on at Sabre as she came down to the ring and let out her roar, Cecilia flung the bat up so it could lie across her shoulders and press up against the back of her neck, her own red eyes kept a steady glare at Sabre, could she even take her down, she had fought many people in her time, maybe tough and many strong, but if Gatt had so much faith in Sabre...could she really beat her, Cecilia wasn't sure...but if there was one thing she was sure of it was that she had to just do all she could and fight Sabre with all her might, have a real warriors battle with the girl, the blood of kings, the blood of warriors that coursed through Cecilia was screaming for this battle as Sabre stepped into the ring and got closer.

As Sabre spoke to her Cecilia smiled a little, as she readied her bat, tightening and loosening the grip of the handle as she got more and more accustomed to the weapon, " I'm always ready for a tussle, doggie " Cecilia said with a little smirk, they way they stood there, in the ring and facing each other, it was the same as if two warriors of old had met on a open field for battle, and Cecilia loved it, she drank in the entirety for the moment, " It's going to get rough " Cecilia corrected Sabre as she saw Sabre move into her stance, and Cecilia did the same, standing ready with the bat as if it was a war-hammer, Cecilia would keep her eyes on Sabre for a moment, as her red eyes studied Sabre for a moment, she would try to lunge forward and attempt to fire her bat at Sabre, with a swift swing to Sabre's side, safer bet to aim for the mid section, chest or body then the head, and Cecilia didn't know how hard that scary bone mask was either, so she had to go for the body for now, " Hah!" Cecilia shouted out as she swung her weapon at Sabre.

As the two weapon-toting wresters stared across the ring at each other, Sabre licked her lips, studying the other girl intently. She didnâ€t have time for smart words now, all her mental focus was on the Swede, circling carefully. The blonde not only looked as strong as Sabre, but fearless too, it didnâ€t seem like either girl would give any ground in this confrontation. Sabre could sometimes rely on out-psyching unprepared opponents, but this didnâ€t look likely tonight.

Ceciliaâ€s confidence showed through as she initiated the first attack. Sabreâ€s careful gaze saw the beginnings of the lunge, managing to read Ceciliaâ€s movements, but this still only gave the cave girl a fraction of a second to respond.

As the bat swung hard at her ribs, Sabre sidestepped slightly. This didnâ€t take her out of harmâ€s way, but it created some space for her to swing her own weapon down towards Ceciliaâ€s outstretched hand in response. She was trying to parry the strike with her own bone club, but it didnâ€t quite work, she felt the baseball bat break through her defence and thump painfully into her ribs. Still, she could tell that sheâ€d at least taken some of the power out of the move with her downward swing, Sabre was still standing and none of her ribs were broken. Hopefully she had hurt Cecilia a little with the parry, too.

This narrow escape riled Sabre. She decided a toe-to-toe slugfest wasnâ€t in her best interest right now, so, with an angry snarl, she would drop her weapon and surge forwards, looking to grapple with Cecilia and test her strength.

Cecilia had finally made her swing for Sabre and was trying to get in a good solid hit on the strong cave girl, she wanted to be able to deal out some decent amount of damage, but she was more into realism than to think that a first blow would come that easy, she was right to not believe in such a act, as Sabre seemed more well versed than she had thought, as she stepped back and swung her club at her hand, it was enough to slow down the bat quite a bit and the hit that Sabre took wasn't as sever as it would have been, if she would have been able to hit her straight, and her hand did take a quite painful blow, The Queen gritted her teeth but bit through the pain at the moment.

Cecilia stood as well and looked on at Sabre, glaring if you will, as she moved her wrist around a little to see if it was hurt or not, it seemed fine, just a little blow that caused some pain, but nothing was broken or anything like that, Cecilia did looked on at Sabre and watched as she threw her weapon down, Cecilia looked on for a moment as Sabre then began to move towards her, Cecilia did kinda want to meet Sabre in one on one battle at the moment, she didn't know why, maybe it was just the call of a warrior, but she threw down her weapon and began to charge at Sabre.

Both warriors would meet in the center of the ring as they charged at each other and locked up in a test of strength, Cecilia would try and push with all her might for she knew very well that Sabre couldn't be one to go into any competition of strength half heartedly, and with Sabre's well toned body she had to be strong, seeing as size wise the two girls were kinda similar, Cecilia knew that she hat to give it her all.

Sabre smiled with grim satisfaction as they linked together in a test of strength, the cave girl liked to get the measure of her opponents like this. She braced herself, Cecilia looked a strong girl and Sabre didnâ€t care to get overwhelmed, in her rush to demonstrate her physical prowess. Muscles tensing in her toned arms, Sabre matched Ceciliaâ€s efforts carefully, holding the grapple in a careful deadlock for now.

“Sure you can handle?” Sabre grunted teasingly, eyeing Cecila from behind her mask. “Canâ€t run to your friends this time, blondie,” she smirked.

Gritting her teeth, the cave girl would steadily ramp up the pressure in the lockup, putting more and more of her strength against the other wrestler. She could tell her opponent was ready for this, matching her with a stubborn resistance. It felt like she could be the amazonâ€s equal, but Sabre would never cede control that easily. She dug further into her own reserves.

“not think… you even survive… with me…” Sabre panted, doing her utmost now to force Cecila onto the back foot. She could feel the burn in her muscles as they strained; her bruised ribs stung in protest at the effort. The savage, though, would try and swing the contest in her favour, cynically gripping down hard on the blondeâ€s sore hand, doing her utmost to break through the other girlâ€s defences with a final, brutal push.

Cecilia and Sabre had locked up, standing and toe to toe and pushing against each other, the two beauties with similar builds and similar heights seemed almost equal at the moment, the Viking Queen's muscles tensed up as well in the lock up between these two strong beauties, none of them gave an inch as they were locked in their deadlock battle with each other, their toned bodies pushing up against each other and the crowd had started going wild for their struggle as cheers seemed to come for both girl, for one more than the other perhaps.

Cecilia held on as well as she could against Sabre, but she could already feel her hand being strained, if not slightly, but when she heard what Sabre had to say, she cringed for a second as she responded to Sabre by saying, " Give it your all and I will give you mine, then we will see what I can handle, as for friends...never asked for them to join, not in the habit of putting them in danger " Cecilia said as she gave Sabre a determined glare straight into the girls eyes, through that viscous looking mask.

Cecilia felt that Sabre wanted to ramp up the pressure of the lock up, she gritted her teeth at Sabre as she tried to fight back and hold her against Sabre, she could feel that Sabre might have had a very slight edge in strength against her, not much but enough to give Cecilia a bit more than a run for her money, slightly...very slightly she could feel herself loosing, but at least Cecilia was able to keep herself in the fight for now, she cringed a little as she was stuck in this struggle that she felt that she would slowly lose, she had to think of something, anything...

" Nngh...we'll see...I managed to survive against your master....I'll manage to survive against you as well" Cecilia said to Sabre as she tried her best not to lose this fight, her body was already feeling the strain of their lengthy test of strength as they kept this battle up well enough, Cecilia then began to feel more and more pressure on her arm, as felt Sabre grip and force her strained and pained arm, " gahg..Damn!" Cecilia let out as she felt herself quickly loosing now, not longer slowly and in a great struggle, but now she was losing focus because of the pain and also ground as she was being forced back, step by step and it was going faster and faster.

Cecilia was being overrun by this beast of an opponent, and now she had to think of something, quickly loosing ground and quickly loosing this battle, Cecilia would attempt and try to stop pushing against Sabre and instead pull her towards her and also go down, trying to drop down on her back and pull Sabre down with her to land on top of the blond beauty, with that she would attempt and wrap her legs around Sabre and attempt lock her in a body scissor, if that worked Cecilia would use her strong legs to try and squeeze Sabre as hard as she could.

Sabre growled with effort and beads of sweat began to form on her muscular body; Cecilia was strong. The cave girl privately acknowledged a bit of respect for Cecilia now; the Swedish girl had some right to her haughty warrior pride. Though for Sabre, that just meant beating her would be all the sweeter.

A grin gradually appeared on the cave girlâ€s lips as she started to force Cecilia backwards, bit by bit. It wasnâ€t the dramatic breakthrough she had hoped for, but it looked like Sabre just about had the edge in this gruelling grapple. The savage was almost on top now, and ready to reap the rewards of this struggle…

…when her wily opponent suddenly changed tack, dropping to the canvas but pulling Sabre with her.

“Ungh!” the cave girl cried, mainly in surprise at the way their grapple had ended. Though she had landed on top of Cecilia, the fall disoriented Sabre and she found herself trapped, caught by the strong scissoring thighs that quickly emerged from her opponentâ€s skirt.

“UNGHH!” she groaned again, pain in her voice now as Cecilia put all her effort into squeezing her. The blondeâ€s leg pressed against Sabreâ€s bruised rib, aggravating the injury and making the cave girl squirm in discomfort.

Sabre would try and bring an arm up before the pressure got too much, hand sliding up towards Ceciliaâ€s face.

“I still on top, bitch,” she grunted. Sabre would try and press the base of her palm into the soft skin beneath Ceciliaâ€s jaw, pushing hard to stress the blondeâ€s neck, even as she struggled with the pain of the scissors.

Cecilia had managed to take Sabre down with her and locked her strong muscled legs around the tanned cave girls body, and squeezed down on her hard, keeping her in check for the moment as their bodies pressed up against each other, their strong sexy bodies caught in yet another struggle it seemed as in the it seemed that Cecilia was winning, and putting the hurt on the Cave girl.

Cecilia looked up at Sabre, glaring at her eyes through that mask as red glared and stared at red, both girls seemed to think well enough of the other, at least well enough to respect the other as a strong opponent of some sort, and they both wanted to beat the other even more and more, the more they learned of the other strengths, Cecilia didn't see Sabre as an obstacle, she was seeing her as an opponent as a test perhaps, if she could take down Sabre then she could take down Gatt as well, it all seemed well enough at least.

Cecilia knew that she must have been able to hurt Sabre when she managed to catch her with that bat, so when Sabre began to push at the base of her chin, Cecilia cringed as her neck was being strained, in retaliation Cecilia would attempt to squeeze even harder and focus it all on Sabre's ribs, " Kuf..Ga..Save it for the end " Cecilia said as she didn't didn't care if Sabre called her a bitch and who had the top position now wasn't important, what was important was that she was hurting Sabre and there wasn't much that she could do about it.

Cecilia's hands would being to try and move up and grab a hold of Sabre's wrists, hoping that she might be able to pull Sabre's hand away from her chin and get a bit of peace for her neck, " It doesn't matter who is on top...all that matters is who is hurting the other, right " Cecilia said as she smiled up at Sabre and even gave her a light wink of the eye.

“Gahh!” Sabre grunted as she continued to suffer in the scissors. She was doing her best to endure the hold but if it carried on she would start running into problems. Writhing helplessly, she couldnâ€t stop Cecilia from grabbing her wrists, leaving her even more powerless between the blondeâ€s thighs. Though her crushed body was really starting to hurt now, Sabre couldnâ€t help but feel some grudging admiration for the girl beneath her, the way Cecilia smiled and winked at her.

“Right…” Sabre groaned in response, an idea forming in her mind. Grimacing in pain in the scissors, she arced her back up… and would then suddenly snap her raised head down, butting Cecilia straight in her upturned face. The cave girl hoped she could do a fair amount of damage like this, her sturdy bone mask adding some severe clout to her head butt. It was a harsh tactic, but Sabreâ€s ribs were hurting in the scissors and she was desperate to be free - she would keep headbutting Cecilia until she could force her way out.