NHB Cage Match: Lu Jiao Jocelyn Vs. Kia Manaputo

No Holds Barred. Cage Match

Winning Conditions: Submission or Knockout only.

The gods seemed to have smiled on Jocelyn lately. She reflected on this as she stood in the backstage area waiting for her music to start up. She was close, so very close to making the woman she called Sarah. Sarah "Allison" Watson hers and hers alone. The two had been spending quite some time together lately and things were going really well. Now, it seemed, as if she was being blessed once more. She hadn't had a match since the one with Allison. The one that changed her life.

Now she was going into a no holds barred cage match. She was going to get to destroy a girl. Actually completely wreck and humiliate her. The thought sent waves of pleasure down her body. She looked down at herself. Usually she dressed in a Chinese dress, as was her style. it made her curvy, yet lanky form look appealing. She used to want to taunt and flaunt the sick perverts that wanted to ogle her while she beat the crap out of another girl. Today, however, she was dressed only in a pair of tight fitting MMA shorts and a lycra sports bra which flattened her already tiny breasts into almost nonexistence. Only her tiny, rock hard nipples that peeked through gave any indication that she was indeed a woman with something to cover.

[url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g5l5xcO7AVU:1p543yu9]"Gender" by Orgy[/url:1p543yu9] Began to play and Jocelyn stepped out from the crowd. She received modest applause. She'd actually gotten a little bit of a fan club despite being a notorious bitch. She'd earned a reputation as a lovable loser because she hadn't won a single match yet and was pretty scrappy in the ring. Her bitchiness seemed enduring because she could never quite pull out a victory. That would change.

Jocelyn looked up at the cage that hovered over them. She wasn't even the slightest bit worried. She'd been in a cage match before. A worse one, she was sure. Her outfit, and how naked she felt was more troublesome to her. She climbed in the ring and went to her corner and put on a scowl for her opponent while she awaited her arrival. She was ready. This was the bitch she was finally going to destroy.

Kia wa spacing up and down here area of backstage. In her quest to become stronger she had aggreed to a Cage match with a brutal set of rules. While most people told her she was being reckless Kia knew she needed this sort of training, being thrown right in at the deepend and watching to see if she sank or swimmed. The fact she was going to be in a cage didn't scare her in the slightest. Afterall the ring itself acts a cage, the metal cage cover just acted as a prop that could be used for some rather brutal takedowns.

She could hear the music of her rival echoing through the backstage area. That remiended her that she needed to pick her own theme song. She just had not yet bothered herself in such trival matters. Once the music stopped she gave it a few moments before she walked out onto the catwalk herself and presented herself to the crowd. She was wearing her short and baggy white top that just covered below her chest. Thankfully she was wearing a white bra underneath. She was also wearing her black button shorts that just covered the required regions and nothing more. She was wearing black knee high wrestling boots as well to finish off her look. She was going to wear some fingerless combat gloves, but she thought that it might give away the fact that she was relying on a strong punching plan for this match.

After posing for a few second Kia started walking down the catwalk towards the ring. She threw a few warm up punches as she did to try and scare her rival. Once she got inisde she stared at her rival. She was dressed to kill. He eyes showed it all. This girl didn't know what the meaning 'hold back' meant. But still it was just what she asked for

"So your the on they chose to be my new punchbag then?" Kia grinned as the cage started to lower, only leaving her, Jocelyn and the ref girl in the ring.

Jocelyn scowled at Kia the entire time she came down the ramp. She had no entrance music, she was wet behind the ears it seemed. Jocelyn let a small smirk escape her lips. She remained almost statuesque as the cage lowered. She was feeling good. Usually she was more talkative, more of a braggart but she only wanted to pound this bitches face in. The dd part was, though, that she felt as though she might actually be looking at Sarah when she threw those punches. She tried to bottle away the confusing feelings she had for that woman. She wasn't here right now. Thankfully.

"Tch." Jocelyn grunted when Kia spoke. "I don't know if I'll be able to stop just because I've knocked you out, fuckwit." She looked wholly Chinese but what came out of the girl was a sloppy, clearly Australian accent. An odd combination, but then again the CHistralian had lived with it her whole life.

Jocelyn cracked her knuckles as the bell clanged for them to start. She then took a deep breath. As pissed off as she was, she couldn't let her emotions get the better of her. She spread her legs and took a stance that resembled some sort of martial arts. In the close she wore, she looked out of sorts taking the stance, but the kind of out of sorts that if she saw herself, she might actually smile a bit.

When she was ready, she stepped forward. Her hands were up for blocking, she didn't use her fists in this style. What she had to do was muscle in and get to a position where she could try assault Kia on her terms. She pushed forward, turning her crouch into a run and when she was close, hopped up to aim a knee into the inner thigh of Kia.

Kia had to admit, that accent really did throw people off. Kia had to replay her voice in her head just to get it right. Becuase she had to do this Jocelyn's insult bounched right off Kia, not taking a bit of it in. As the bell went Kia got into a stance where she took a few steps forward and spread her legs apart slightly. And that was all she did. Her legs were posied to bounce, but the direction was not known. She just watched Jocelyn, looking for an opening that would allow her decimate her.

As she slowly advanced forward it was clear that both fighters had clear heads. This was a good thing, as rash fights tend to end quickly. Kia notcied that she Jocelyn was now running close to her.

Now was the time.

As Jocelyn went to raise her knee Kia used all the power stored in her legs to leap to the right to avoid her knee. Kia let off a smirk. That plan always worked. Kia then extended her left arm out, and as Jocelyn would begin to see that her knee missed, Kia would charge forward, slamming the iner part of her elbow into Jocelyns neck, with enough force to knock her down to the mat hopefully. If it did work Kia would say

"My my, such a tough girl you are, but you fell for a simple trick. Get used to that mat. I will have you eating it by the end of this match"

Jocelyn watched as Kia shuffled out of the way from her knee strike. It would be something that was fairly telegraphed, Jocelyn knew that much, but she hoped that muscling forward would get her into a decent position for follow up.s Unfortunately, Kia launched an attack of her own. Jocelyn couldn't expect her to sit there and take a beating. What a shame. However, Kia's elbow strike was something that Jocelyn certainly was prepared for.

She dipped her elbow to the side to block Kia's strike and try and keep it tangled up in Jocelyn's guard. With their faces so close, Jocelyn hoped that her other other elbow could be swung up quickly from her guard position into the nose of Kia.

Kia was confindent. She was sure that she was going to get the hit. She was shocked when the hit was blocked. She gasped as the elbow smacked her in the face. Her head got slammed backwards. She growled and pulled herself out of the guard hold.

She took a few steps back and meant against the turnbuckle. Her nose throbbing in pain

"you got lucky girl. Don't expect it to let for the whole match" she then took a step forward
And resumes her stance. Letting her make the next move. Allowing her to come up with a reversal

Kia was confindent. She was sure that she was going to get the hit. She was shocked when the hit was blocked. She gasped as the elbow smacked her in the face. Her head got slammed backwards. She growled and pulled herself out of the guard hold.

She took a few steps back and meant against the turnbuckle. Her nose throbbing in pain

"you got lucky girl. Don't expect it to let for the whole match" she then took a step forward
And resumes her stance. Letting her make the next move. Allowing her to come up with a reversal

Jocelyn watched as her elbow hit it's mark and Kia stumbled back. She saw that the girl was close to the turnbuckle as well. As she spouted her words, Jocelyn just let out a growl and pushed forward. She brought hr guard up again and tried to slam her guard into Kia's guard, just to make it tough to really do much in the corner. Her real attack, if she could force an opening, was to launch her body forward and try and headbutt Kia while she was in the corner.

Kia knew one thing. Jocelyn was being brutal. She wasn't giving KIA anytime to recover and was punishing every mistake she made. She let out a grunt as the guards hit each other. However Kia held her own. She took her head on and wasn't backing down. She was not going to show weakness. It was now a test of strength and endurance.

Kia was however in trouble. Her back foot was losing grip. She knew she could be allowed to forced into the turnbuckle. It would make her so venerable. She needed to keep Jocelyn distracted so she would not spot her weakening foot.

"So bitch. How many fights you won? And why did you chosse to fight me hm?"

She knew her second question was pointless. It was rare they ever chosse there opponent unless it was a challenge. But she never knew. Maybe Joceyln had seen the rising star

Jocelyn pushed forward against Kia's guard. She knew they were at a stalemate in terms of attacks for now as she gritted her teeth and pushed with her body. She also knew Kia was trying to distract her, even if she didn't know from what. Any distraction would be fine probably. And normally, Jocelyn was just as chatty and vulgar in the ring. Normally, she'd be terribly goaded in the ring. ESPECIALLY with the sore point of her not having won a match yet. She clenched her teeth and tried to push Kia's words out of her mind.

Jocelyn had to focus. She couldn't loose her cool She couldn't lose her composure. She couldn't lose this match! What would Allison do to her if she lost another match? Could she even DO any worse? She'd discard her. That would be the worst thing!

While they fought for control of their guards, Jocelyn forced her knee upward to try and slam it into Kia's inner thigh, growling at Kia. "Fuck off, cunt!"