Lilly's Revenge

As Lilly ran at Clyde, he began to run away from her. No surprise really. Anyone would run when someone who obviously wanted to beat him to a bloody pulp was chasing them. As he ran, jumping over the security fence, Lilly gave chase, getting over the fence as well and following him. He was quick, and Lilly being barefoot agains tthe cold floor didn't help her speed. Clyde even tried to reason with her some more. But she was far beyond words at this point. All she cared about was getting her hands on him. Though it was looking more and more likely that she wasn't going to catch him like this. And assuming he got outside, even as angry as she was, she wasn't going to run out into the street bare naked. She had enough humility to do that at least.

"STOP RUNNING FROM ME!" she shouted as she chased him as best she could, soon feeling herself getting winded as they ran through the now vacant stands, which had yet to be cleaned for the night.

"STOP BEIN' FREAKY AND TRYIN' TA' BEAT MY ASS!" Clyde yelled back at Lilly while scrambling up the stands like a man on a mission to outrun death itself. Lilly was probably faster than him with her cheerleading background and all, that made Clyde high tail up a couple of stairs before continuing to dash down the aisles trying to head towards the nearest exit. After all it was winter and cold outside, Clyde hoped that would affect a wet and naked Lilly when the cold wind got her.

"Oh God I need to run more... Woooh..." Clyde panted, he walked everywhere he went and did a decent amount of running but following a tough match even he was starting to feel a bit fatigued.

Lilly's cheeks flared in anger once again as he taunted her by calling her freaky. She hated it when people called her names. Especially freak. It, like everything else about him, it just made her want to beat him even more. But at this point, she was beginning to realize that she wasn't going to catch him in time, especially when he went for the nearest exit. She couldn't lose him now. She had to get him. She couldn't let him get away from her!

"COME BACK!" she shouted, using the last of her strength of to rush at him. Her feet hurt like hell as the slapped the hard floor, and her muscles were still sore from the match, which didn't help her speed. But she was going to try, if it was the last thing she did. This was her last chance.

Clyde was beginning to wonder why he was fleeing from Lilly. Battered skull or not he was sure he could take her, she said she was untrained and while Clyde was to he had lots of experience in AFW, so he could take her on again right? Or did her ruthlessness make up for how inexperienced she really was. Did her aggressive fighting make her stronger than she should normally be? She was really angry now. If her anger made her tougher than Clyde might have trouble.

He heard her yell and suddenly rush at him from behind, he could feel her close, Clyde was a fast runner but he was no agile acrobat. This led him to try and turn on his heels and shove her backwards when he felt her hands close to him, their arms might tangle and wherever Clyde's hands would end up were up to how Lilly was standing. He could only flee for so long before he had to try and confront Lilly.

Lilly wasn't about to let Clyde get away. This was her last chance to get him, and she wasn't going to let it slip by. And once she got her hands on him, she would never let him out of her sight again. That mistake would be made only once. From now on, he was going to be kept on a tight leash, just like a well trained dog should be. Rushing after him, she was getting a bit closer. Being more agile than Clyde gave her that advantage. Her background as a cheerleader helped her in that aspect. Sure, her feet hurt, and she was still sore, but she was very fit.

Once close enough, she was ready to grab him, and bring him down, where she'd teach him just how bad of an idea it was to run away. But she was shocked when Clyde suddenly turned around, his hands pushing against her and shoving her back. Having been running when this happened, Lilly was caught seriously off guard, and she stumbled when her stride was so suddenly disrupted. Slipping up, Lilly lost her footing and fell to the side, colliding with the hard floor with a yelp.

"Gah... damn it NO!!!" she shouted, trying to scramble to her feet as quickly as she possibly could, and ignore the stinging pain she now felt in her hip after she hit the floor.

Clyde stood in place once he manged to shove Lilly back but cringed a bit as he watched her lose footing and eventually collapse to the floor with a hard *SMACK* that went to her hip that Clyde heard loud and clear. It looked like it hurt but even so... Lilly wasn't done!

"Goddamn what are made of, lady!?" He let out in disbelief to how fast she was springing back up. Clyde had to act fast and would do just that as he lunged forward to try get around Lilly to wrap his arm around her throat to apply a sleeperhold.

"'Nuff of this, Lilly! " He shouted to her trying to keep the hold nice and tight to hopefully knock her out.

Lilly was more pissed now than ever. Now Clyde was just making a fool of her. After knocking her down, Lilly got to her feet as quickly as possible. But she was feeling the effects of the cold, hard floor smacking her in the hip. It stung like crazy, and it hurt to stand, but Lilly wasn't going to let anything stop her. Pain, it was a necessary obstical if it meant getting to Clyde. But that didn't mean that it wasn't going to distract her. It still hurt, and as a result, she wasn't able to move quick enough to stop Clyde. His arm managed to snake around her throat, and he managed to get her in a sleeperhold. He seemed to have completely forgotten about the fact that she was naked, or maybe he just didn't care anymore, and he was just trying to fight back.

"Guh... let go... of me!" Lilly choked out, trying to pry his arm from her throat, while struggling as best she could against him. But his arm had a pretty good grip, and when she tried to move too much, it just brought back all the soreness in her muscles from their match. Not to mention the pain in her hip that now stung like crazy. It was humiliating. Clyde was doing nothing but humiliating her! After everything she had to go through, this was just adding insult to injury, and it just mad Lilly angrier, and angrier.

Clyde's body was sore as well, with his head feeling the worst at this point following all the punishment Lilly put on his skull. It was like a really really bad hangover at this point. But he knew he couldn't' get away from Lilly unless he faced her head on and subdued her. She was just too relentless to run away from, she would just catch up he was sure of it.

"I suggest ya' stop strugglin' 'cause I ain't lettin' go!" Clyde would say into Lilly's ear while trying to kneel them down into a sitting position.

"We're done, You and Me. I've beaten ya twice now. Stay outta my life. Don't bother lookin' for me 'cause I ain't comin' back with ya to be your little puppet not Now or Ever." Clyde would tell Lilly sternly while cranking his arm tighter to stop her from pulling his arm away. He kept himself serious, not bothering with a joke or anything as he focused on simply putting Lilly to sleep. Far from aware of how humiliated she felt and how he may only be making things so much worse.

Lilly listened to Clyde's words, and just like everything else about him, it just made her mad. But she couldn't answer. She couldn't even breath. Clyde's arm tightened around her throat as she tried to pry it away, only making it that much more difficult for her to get out of it. And it wasn't like this was a match. She couldn't grab a rope to get out of it. She felt herself getting weaker and weaker, and she gave virtually no resistance when he lowered them down to the floor slowly. No matter how hard she pulled, he had it locked in.

Lilly's vision started to fade as she struggled less and less. In her head, a million things popped up that she wanted to say to him. Threats, demands, the works. And the inability to say them just made her frustrated. She couldn't do anything, and soon enough, she was drifting off. Before she passed out though, she promised, silently, that it was far from over between them. She would have him sooner or later. No matter what it took. With that last thought, Lilly drifted off, her eyes slipping shut and her struggles ceasing completely. Clyde had managed to best her again.

Cranking the sleeper-hold tighter on Lilly, Clyde watched the violent cheerleader slowly grow weaker and weaker as he cut off her oxygen to finally subdue her and end this little game of cat and mouse. Keeping his grip on her nice and tight to resist her attempts at getting loose. All while having no clue as to what she was planning inside her head. Clyde could only hope his words to her would convince her to leave him be now.

Finally, Lilly slipped into unconsciousness. "...Goddamn..." Clyde muttered with some relief as he felt Lilly go limp, realizing that it was hopefully over now. And if not, would just have to be more careful around Kyoto.

"Sweet dreams are made of these... Who am I to disagree." Muttered Clyde as he sang a little song to himself while laying Lilly's body down on the arena floor, grabbing her towel and laying it over her exposed body to cover her up.

"Happy Holidays..." He muttered as he stepped around her and took off, holding his throbbing head while taking a few uneasy looks back at Lilly as if expecting her to get back up. Thankfully she remained still. Clyde was free from Lilly... For Now.