The Spectre vs. Deathbird

As Deathbird reached for her opponent's legs, Spectre was proven to be quite persistent as she would swing her leg to try and hit Deathbird in the face. But Deathbird would show that she's just as persistent as she tried to catch that flailing leg. "I'm not fond of repeating myself and I suggest you don't make me. Otherwise, I'll make you suffer." If she managed to grab at both legs, she'd change her approach and instead do a boston crab variation where she raises the albino's bare feet up and she'll chomp down on her toes. If not, then Spectre's movement would force her to get off.

It was quite a risky move from the albino but she somehow managed to pull it off. Before Deathbird's hands reached her leg, it would find its way into the dark haired girl's face first. It wasn't a strong hit but apparently it's enough to distract her opponent. Spectre shoved Deathbird away from her back and rolled aside to the opposite direction. The pale girl would slowly get on her feet and stared at her opponent with her deranged look.

"Haha...ahaha..." she'd let out a soft laugh in a childlike voice, although it sounded quite creepy. It wasn't clear whether she actually enjoyed the fight or just being crazy.

The albino would start to circle Deathbird, waiting for her opponent to come at her while still maintaining her crazed expression.

"UGH!" Deathbird cried out as she got hit in the face by Spectre's leg. It was enough to make her get shoved away while the albino rolled in the opposite direction. As she was rubbing her face, Deathbird can hear Spectre laughing like a deranged lunatic as the albino circled around her. But for Deathbird, she would smirk and start to laugh along with her as she slowly got up and cracked her neck from side to side. She would just stand there and keep her head low in waiting for Spectre. She wanted to lure the berserker in so she can try to take her down.

As Deathbird was just standing on her spot and laughed along, Spectre would begin to hiss at her to taunt her opponent. There aren't too many people who could maintain their composure like Deathbird in the presence of the crazed albino before, and it kind of irritated her. Spectre decided to play her opponent's game and rushed at the dark haired girl.

She would try to grab her arm and would pretend to Iris Whip her opponent towards the ropes if she managed to do that. However, instead of letting Deathbird go, Spectre would pull her opponent towards herself once again and landed a heavy blow on the dark haired girl's stomach with her fist.

Deathbird would keep one eye on Spectre and could see that she was getting irritated and decided to play along with her. Deathbird felt her arm get grabbed before the albino pretended to Irish whip her to the ropes. But instead, Spectre would pull her back to give a punch to the gut. "GUH!" Deathbird cried out as she got some wind knocked out of her and doubled over, but that didn't stop her from going a little more hardcore for the match.

While Spectre was concentrated on the attack, Deathbird would try to sneak a hard stomp on her opponent's bare toes to distract her. If this worked, she would grab at Spectre's arm and do a real Irish whip to the ropes.

"Gggghhh!!" Spectre grunted as she felt a stomp on her bare toes.

She wasn't expecting her opponent to be so tough to pull another attack after that hit to the gut. As she was still distracted from the pain on her foot, Deathbird suddenly grabbed her slender arm and Iris Whipped her to the ropes. The albino tried to ignore the pain in her toes as she turned around to bounce herself from the ropes.

When she bounced back, Spectre would gave Deathbird her crazed smile before she'd suddenly do a cartwheel and jumped towards the dark haired girl. She would then pushed her feet to strike her opponent with a drop kick to the chest.

Deathbird little trick had worked as she threw Spectre to the ropes to bounce back. She would back a few inches and got herself ready for she knew that the albino would have a trick of her own in her berserk state. Deathbird wanted to help Spectre tame that beast, but right now she's the only one at the moment that can take her down and calm her. As soon as she saw Spectre's smile, Deathbird knew she was going to strike. She kept her stance as the albino did a carthwheel and jumped towards her.

When the dropkick occured however, Deathbird would try to side step out of the way so she can make Spectre fall flat on her back. If this worked, she would drop one knee on her stomach to immobilize her.

Spectre dropped on the mat with a grunt as Deathbird evaded her dropkick. Before she could get up, the dark haired woman followed with a knee drop on her stomach which knocked some air from her slender body.

"Guah!" the albino would let out before she curled on the mat while holding her stomach with one hand.

Ever since she woke up, her body had been taking some hits and the accumulating pain started to made her feel a bit nauseous. However, ever since she was "born", this violent personality that called herself Deirdre never once gave up a fight. She wasn't about to start now. The only way for Deathbird to win this match was to knock her out, or prolong the match until her other self woke up.

Still writhing in pain on the mat, Spectre would try to weakly roll aside to get out of her opponent's range while grunting quietly.

Deathbird managed to give Spectre some good hits and now the albino was writhing in pain. She was glad that she had the advantage now, but it was hard to decide whether she would finish her opponent off by knocking her out or prolonging the match until the other self woke up. Since she has some more fight in her, she decided to prolong the match until the other side woken up. In the meantime, she had to take initiative to attack again while her opponent was down and open.

As Spectre was weakly rolling aside, Deathbird would try to grab her by the legs as she sat on her back again. If she was able to, she would do a second attempt for her boston crab variation where she quickly bit down on those bare toes and chewed on them.

Spectre wasn't about to let her other self wake up at her current condition. If she couldn't beat Deathbird, then there's no way her softer side could do it. She's going to fight until the end for their sake. As she was trying to crawl away from Deathbird, the dark haired girl grabbed one of her legs again. Before her opponent could grab her other leg and sit on her back, the albino would try to kick her caught leg away to prevent Deathbird from having her way.

"Grrrhh..! Get away you foot freak!" she would say to the dark haired girl.

If it didn't work, she would try to use her free leg to sweep her opponent's legs to trip her to the mat so she can free herself.