VIXENs vs. The Dollhouse Stable War 2023

(Results: Lookout!; Story: Caspian & The Dollhouse)

2. Kate Beckinsale vs Jessica Chastain II

Kate:
(49, 5’7, 67:46:3 FCBA, VIXENs)


Jessica:
(46, 5’4, 16:7 FCBA, The Dollhouse)


BEFORE:
Kate Beckinsale and Jessica Chastain sit at opposite ends of the long table in front of the press, flanked by their respective trainers and stablemates.

The moderator welcomes everyone and introduces the two fighters. Kate and Jessica stand up and exchange cordial nods, but there is a hint of tension in the air, with this second fight of the stable war amping the stakes.

The moderator opens the floor for questions, and a reporter first asks Kate about her thoughts of Nell's earlier loss, especially as one of the higher-ups of the VIX structure.

"Nell's okay and recuperating backstage. I had a chance to speak to her and I'm sure she would have wanted to start this stable war with a win for the VIXENs," Kate says with a shake of the head. But then she nods to Chastain, seated across the room. "But all credit where it's due: Maddie's the real deal, and we're up against some stiff competition tonight."

The reporter then asks her about her strategy for her own fight with Jessica. Kate responds with a smile, "My strategy is always the same - a good defense wins fights. I'll use my Hall-of-fame experience and technique to make sure Jessica can't land any significant blows."

Jessica, however, responds with a laugh, “Well, Kate can try to defend all she wants, but I'm going to be throwing punches like a freight train. One big hit is all it takes."

Another reporter asks Jessica about her confidence going into the fight, given Kate's impressive record. Jessica shrugs nonchalantly, "Her record didn’t help her the last time we met, right? I'm not worried about Kate's experience. I've proven I’ve got the power to knock her out and I’m confident in my ability. I’ve beaten her once, and I can do it again tonight. I WILL do it again tonight.”

Kate and Jessica step forward to the front of the stage, their eyes locked in a tense stare-down. Kate wears a fitted black suit with a white blouse and black heels. Her dark brown hair is styled in loose waves that cascade down her back. Jessica wears a red dress with matching red pumps, and her curly red hair is pulled back in a sleek bun.

They stand only a few inches apart, both women towering over the host who introduces them. After a few seconds that feel like an eternity, Kate extends her hand for a handshake. Jessica looks at it for a moment before accepting, and the two fighters shake hands firmly, their eyes still locked on each other.

Hours later, Kate and Jessica make their way to the ring, accompanied by their trainers and entourage. The stadium erupts in cheers and applause as they enter, the lights shining down on them as they make their way through the crowds of people. Kate is dressed in black boxing shorts with matching gloves and a red sports bra, her dark brown hair pulled back into a tight ponytail. Jessica wears a red sports bra with matching long tights and gloves, her fiery red hair flowing down her back in loose waves.

As they step into their respective corners of the ring, Kate's trainer starts to wrap her hands while Jessica's coach gives her some final words of encouragement. Kate paces back and forth, her face a mask of concentration, while Jessica bounces on the balls of her feet, her eyes focused on the task at hand. The referee approaches them both, and they touch gloves, before returning to their corners for the final instructions.

There’s the sound of the bell and HERE WE GO with ten rounds of Bantamweight action! Can Miss Beckinsale even the score in this stable war?!

ROUND 1:
Kate starts off cautiously, using her trademark defensive technique of weaving and blocking to avoid Jessica Chastain's powerful jabs. Jessica tries to land some combos of her own to the head, but Kate proves to be too elusive with that weave and dodge, with the British actress actively counter attacking with jabs of her own shoved back into Jessica’s lips. Despite Jessica's aggressive approach, Kate's ring experience allows her to stay in control, as she lands more punches and dodges effectively throughout the first minute. In the second, however, Kate and Jessica come out swinging, both looking to establish their dominance in a wild free-for-all. Kate, with her experience and poise, soon manages to keep Jessica at bay with quick jabs and well-timed blocks. Jessica, on the other hand, is looking to land a big punch to knock Kate off her game. But in the final moments of the round, Kate lands a series of quick jabs to Jessica's face, snapping her head back with each dinging hit. The bell rings, and the round ends with Kate winning decisively on points! Kate’s corner erupts in cheers as she heads back to her corner, while on the Dollhouse side of things, things look a bit tense.

ROUND 2:
Jessica wastes no time in launching a rapid-fire combination of hooks and jabs towards Kate's head and torso, having skirted in to impose her will. Kate manages to block a few of those punches, but a couple of jabs land on her nose and she recoils in pain, her eyes briefly closing as she staggers back to the ropes. Jessica senses her opportunity and presses forward, raining punches into Kate's guard until she's forced to cover up and wait for an opening to escape. Jessica continues to throw punches at her arms and body, forcing Kate to skirt the ropes and pray the redhead doesn't march into her all the way. Kate does her best to block and intercept, but some of the punches get squared away on her body and arms, Jessica's punches packing powerful each time they connect, forcing Kate's body to jolt and her breath to catch in her throat. Kate is determined not to let Jessica dominate the round, so she takes the opportunity to counterattack when she sees an opening in the last minute. She lands several solid jabs and crosses to the arms, but Jessica takes them in her stride and continues to press the attack forward. The round ends with both fighters breathing heavily, their faces flushed with exertion. In her corner, Kate's trainers work quickly to minimize the damage from Jessica's punches, applying an ice pack to her face and body to reduce swelling and help her recover. Jessica, on the other hand, is feeling confident after winning the round and takes a few moments to catch her breath.

ROUND 3:
Both fighters circle each other, trying to find an early opening. They feint and probe, testing each other's defenses, looking for a weakness to exploit. Kate throws a few jabs to the face, trying to keep Jessica at bay, but Jessica is undeterred. She presses forward, closing the distance between them in surprising time, and unleashes a series of rapid-fire punches aimed at Kate's midsection. Kate blocks most of them, but a few get through to the stomach and ribs, forcing her to take a step back. Kate quickly recovers and counterattacks with a flurry of jabs and hooks, aiming for Jessica's head and body in turn. Jessica manages to slip under and to the side of most of those punches, but one lands squarely on her nose, causing her to wince in pain. Later, however, Jessica responds with a brutal uppercut outta nowhere that catches Kate on the chin, momentarily stunning her! Kate wasn't paying attention back there, fully intent on marching the redhead down! Now, Jessica is the one following up with more shots to Kate's midsection, driving her back towards the ropes with every heavy step! Kate tries to fight back, throwing a few power swings of her own, but Jessica is too quick and too relentless this round, continuing to rain down blows on Kate's frame, alternating between headshots and bodyshots, wearing her opponent down. As the round nears its end, Kate is clearly on the defensive, struggling to fend off Jessica's relentless attacks. Jessica continues to press forward, throwing punch after punch into the arms, getting through to the body, trying to finish off her opponent. At the sound of the bell, the two fighters step back, breathing heavily, sweat pouring down their faces. It's clear to everyone in the arena that Jessica has won the round decisively.

ROUND 4:
Both fighters look equally determined as they step forward to meet each other in the center of the ring. Kate is aware that she's behind on points, and needs to land a decisive blow in order to win this match and secure her stable's honor! Jessica, on the other hand, seems confident in her abilities and ready to finish the fight strong. The two women circle each other for the first thirty seconds, measuring each other up. Kate throws a jab combo to the head, followed by an overhand hook, but Jessica manages to dodge both punches. Jessica responds with a quick combo of her own, but it barely grazes Kate's chin. Kate steps forward and throws a wicked combination - a jab, a hook, and then an uppercut in quick succession, all sent towards Jessica's head. Jessica manages to block the first two punches, but the uppercut connects to the base of her arms and then continues, snagging the chin! Kate shows off some of her own power, sending the redhead reeling backwards! Another swift left hook to the temple rocks Jessica's head back, followed by a sharp right cross to the jaw that nearly spins her around! Chastain's in trouble, staggering backwards, her arms flailing in the air, as Kate presses forward with a relentless assault! The VIX Head Honcho pounds away at Jessica's body with a series of vicious blows to the ribs and stomach, each one sounding like a gunshot as it lands. Jessica gasps for air, her eyes wide with pain, as Kate unleashes a similar barrage to her face. Another right hand SNAPS her head back, followed by a brutal uppercut that lifts her off her feet, before Chastain goes CRASHING to the canvas! It’s a KNOCKDOWN for Kate Beckinsale!

The referee begins the count as Kate moves to a neutral corner, watching as Jessica struggles to get back up. But the Doll’s legs give out at the count of 8, causing her to fall back to the canvas! The referee's count grows slower and more deliberate, the seconds ticking by with excruciating slowness. Kate, her eyes fixed on her opponent, rests her back against the turnbuckle, her fists at either side, just waiting for the final count. Jessica tries to push herself up with one arm, but it buckles beneath her again, leaving her sprawled upon the mat, and desperate. Finally, the referee reaches 10, and the crowd erupts in a mixture of cheers and heartbreak! Kate lets out a roar of triumph, raising her arms in victory as the referee waves off the rest of this fight! It’s OVER!

Official Decision: Kate Beckinsale defeats Jessica Chastain via KO4!

AFTER:
Kate raises her arms in victory as the crowd cheers her on, her face a mask of determination and sweat as she celebrates the first win of 2023.

Jessica's corner rushes into the ring to tend to her, but it's clear that she's in bad shape. As the medical team arrives to take her out on a stretcher, Kate approaches her fallen opponent, offering a hand to help her up.

Jessica, looking disappointed and weary, accepts the gesture, and the two women embrace in the center of the ring.

"Good fight," Kate says, a small smile on her face. “Now let’s see how the rest of our friends do.”

Jessica nods, trying for a weak smile of her own. Despite the intense rivalry and fierce competition between them, there's a mutual respect and admiration between the two fighters, as they head back to their respective corners of the world.

1 : 1

(4 to win)

(Results: Lookout!; Story: Caspian & The Dollhouse)

4. Megan Fox vs Ginny Gardner

Megan:
(36, 5’4, 114, 80:33:1 FCBA, VIXENs)


Ginny:
(28, 5’8, 18:16 FCBA, The Dollhouse)


BEFORE:
Back in the press hall for the fourth fight in this stable war, and both Megan Fox and Ginny Gardner walk onto the stage while greeted with healthy applause from the audience. Megan Fox is dressed in her usual black and red VIXENs uniform, while Virginia Gardner wears her usual white and baby blue Dollhouse outfit. They sit at the table in the center of the stage, facing the reporters.

The moderator starts off by asking Megan about her thoughts on the upcoming fight. "I'm really excited for this match," Megan says, "Ginny's a promising fighter. She’s young and has plenty yet to give, and I hope the fans will appreciate the match-up in terms of our physical differences.”

Across the room, Ginny nods in agreement. "Megan's an icon in the industry, both in Hollywood and the FCBA" she says, with a sincere but slightly intimidated smile. "I’m glad she accepted the offer for this fight."

The moderator then asks Megan about Ginny's reach advantage, and how she plans to deal with it. "Yeah, Ginny's got a few inches on me," Megan says with a smile, "But I'm not worried. I've faced taller opponents before, and I know how to get in close and work the body. That's where I plan to do most of my damage."

Ginny nods again, this time biting her lip and looking worried. "Megan has the experience, but I'm confident in my own footwork, and I'll be using that to my advantage. I plan on keeping her at a distance and wearing her down with my jabs."

Megan and Ginny step onto the stage for the official stare down. The height differential is noticeable, with Ginny towering over Megan by several inches. Despite this, however, Megan can't help but admire Ginny's height, commenting on how she's "got some long legs on her." Ginny responds by stifling a smile at the compliment.

As the photographers snap their pictures, the two fighters stand face to face, their eyes locked in a mutual stare down that’s accompanied by healthy smiles. Then, they shake hands, and head back to their corners. So far, this stable war has been anything but one, with the most amount of animosity and spite being in the opening match.

Of course, who knows how things will heat up the closer one stable gets to the end goal of four wins over their rivals!

Hours later, we’re back in the arena, where the lights dim, and the announcer's voice booms over the speakers, "Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome to the ring!”

The first to make her way down the aisle is Megan Fox, accompanied by some of her VIX stablemates. She struts confidently to the ring, her thicker and toned body on full display in a black bra and briefs set-up, a long red shawl over her shoulders. The brunette actress bounces on the balls of her feet, warming up as she enters the ring, looking focused and determined as she raises red gloves to the crowd.

Suddenly, Ginny Gardner's entrance music starts to play, a mixture of pop rock, and the crowd roars to life again. Ginny makes her way down the ramp, looking lean and fit in her own baby blue sports bra and long gray tights. Her blonde hair bounces loose as she skips down the ramp, clearly excited to score another win for her stable tonight.

In their respective corners, Ginny and Megan are focused on the task at hand. Ginny bounces on her toes, stretching her neck from side to side. She takes a deep breath and spits into a bucket, wiping her mouth with the back of her glove. Megan, on the other hand, stands still, her eyes fixed on Ginny. She flexes her arms, and her biceps bulge with the movement. Her trainer applies some Vaseline to her face and hair, and she nods in approval.

The referee checks their gloves and mouthguards before signaling for the opening bell! HERE WE GO with ten rounds of Bantamweight action!

ROUND 1:
The energy in the arena is electric as two elite fighters meet in the center of the ring! Megan Fox is seen circling, sizing up her opponent, looking for a clear and wide opening inwards, while Virginia Gardner stays on her toes, bouncing lightly from foot to foot. Megan quickly gains the upper hand, using her shorter height to her advantage as she ducks and weaves around Ginny’s impatient punches, before slamming powerful shots into Gardner's body to kickstart the action! Gardner tries to keep up by immediately moving away, but she can't seem to keep the aggressive Fox at bay! Gardner looked overzealous back there, trying too hard to land her punches and leaving herself open to counterstrikes instead! Megan lands a clean overhand right to Gardner's arms sending the blonde reeling backwards. She follows up a steady stream of lefts and rights to the taller girl’s body and guard, causing her to stumble early and lose her footing near the ropes. It's a one-sided round, with Megan dominating from start to finish! Gardner is left limping backwards at the bell, seeing stars and feeling the sting of Megan's power and experience, and with a lot of work to do in the next round if she wants to turn this fight around…

ROUND 2:
This time, Ginny takes a page out of Megan's book, circling around her opponent early and unleashing quick jabs to keep her at bay. Megan tries to close the distance, but Ginny is too fast now, having learned her lesson to now dart in and out of range with lightning-quick footwork. Megan switches to a more defensive stance, blocking Ginny's jabs with her forearms and looking for an opening to land a powerful counterpunch to knock the blonde silly. But Ginny remains elusive, slipping and weaving to avoid the occasional wide swing her way, before landing a solid right hook to the temple, which stuns Megan and forces her to backpedal. Ginny seizes the moment, pressing in and throwing more combinations to Megan's body, her longer reach and fast hands scoring off the Vixen’s taut abs and making Fox visibly incensed. Megan tries to respond with a wide swing towards her head, but Ginny easily weaves away, leaving Megan swinging at thin air. It's a close round overall, with Fox still landing some heavy hammers off the Doll’s sides throughout, but Ginny's speed and agility clearly give her the edge this time.

ROUND 3:
Megan seems to have regained her focus after the close call in the previous round, and she's moving forward with a stiffer jab to keep Ginny at bay. But the blonde isn't backing down, and she's darting in and out with quicker, and even more precise combinations. Megan tries to land a big hook early to the head, but Ginny ducks under it and counters with a flurry of punches to Megan's body. The brunette grunts with each impact, Ginny’s gloves sticking into her abs and knocking the wind from her lungs. But the Vixen stays steady on her feet and fires back with another powerful right hand that connects with Ginny's temple! Gardner wasn’t paying attention to the follow-up attack, and paid the price! She stumbles back, brow creased and the rest of her face scrunched up in pain! The round continues, however, with both fighters trading blows at various points of the ring. Ginny is more agile, but Megan's power punches are landing with more force, and as the bell sounds to end the round, it's hard to tell who has the upper hand. Both fighters are breathing heavily, and their faces show signs of wear-and-tear!

ROUND 4:
Sound of the fourth and Megan and Ginny circle each other warily at a distance, both fighters looking for any opening to exploit. Megan still looks confident, her muscles taut and ready for action, while Ginny seems more focused, her movements quick and precise. Ginny throws the first punch, a sharp jab combo that catches Megan on the chin. The crowd roars as Megan winces, but she quickly recovers and comes back with a series of thunderous punches of her own. Ginny was expecting this, of course, and blocks most of the incoming shots, though one manages to slip through and stun her to the cheek. Such is the amount of imbalance damage that one of Fox’s punches is equivalent to three of the taller blonde’s, and Gardner almost goes stumbling into the ropes when that one hook connected. Before Megan can charge in to try and finish her off, however, Gardner regains her balance and fends her off with more punches to the head, and the two fighters dance around each other for a few more seconds, each trying to find an opening. Ginny begins to take control once more, particularly targeting Megan’s vulnerable chest and belly with that long-ranged jab, earning several grunts as the Vixen opts to protect her face instead. Late in the round, Megan grits her teeth and fights back, her punches coming in fast and furious now. But Ginny handles the aggression well, quickly skirting backwards but not before taking a lunge or two at her tummy. In the end, it's a close round, but the judges give it to Ginny by a narrow margin.

ROUND 5:
The ROAR of the crowd reaches a new crescendo as both fighters rush back into the fray, as if both of them know that they need to surge ahead to come out on top! They exchange jabs and crosses with wild abandon, most of the punches stunning the guard and body, but Fox is the first to land a clean shot, a thudding right glove that whips through the air and into Ginny’s cheek! Gardner flails backwards, looking stunned, but somehow manages to rally and weave her head left and right, whether by luck or blind skill dodging more of Megan’s follow-up lunges towards her head! But Fox is relentless, pressing forwards with her head down and both arms pulled upwards to her chest, continuing to wear down Ginny's defenses with each punt to the arms or uppercut lunged into the midsection to send the Doll stumbling back, looking more than shocked! Another straight right CATCHES Ginny square on the jaw and THERE SHE GOES! Gardner gets clotheslined off her feet, slamming into the mat with her head staring up at the stadium lights! It’s one hell of a first KNOCKDOWN for Megan Fox!!

The crowd erupts in cheers as Fox pumps her fist in the air, basking in the glory of the moment. Ginny stirring slowly on her back, trying to shake off the cobwebs left and right. The Doll’s spurred on by sheer determination, however, slowly pushing herself up onto all fours as the referee counts her out above. By the count of 8, Gardner manages to get back to her feet, but with an unsteady look, her eyes still glazed and her legs still shaking…

A minute and a half left on the clock, and HERE COMES FOX! No more niceties in her eyes as the Vixen CHARGES straight for the lanky blonde, who’s still leaning against the ropes! Ginny tries to defend herself as the first overhand slams into her arms, groaning as Fox takes to low swings at her vulnerable tummy. The Doll looks too tired and too hurt to fight back, with Megan's punches making landfall, one after the other, and Ginny backed up against the ropes, with nowhere to go! The blonde desperately tries to push Megan away, using her arms to protect her chin and keep them between herself and her assailant, but as the seconds tick by, it’s clear that Ginny’s in trouble! Her defenses are crumbling in the face of Fox’s attack, with the Vixen growling as she pounds away at her tummy and waistline, before rocking her about high with powerful swings across the deteriorating guard! Finally, with a loud grunt, Ginny collapses into the ropes, having been turned to the side by another of Fox’s hooks to the side of her head! She’s slack-jawed and standing wilted, signaling the referee to rush in and cover her up! It’s OVER, folks, with Fox taking the win via TKO!

Official Decision: Megan Fox defeats Ginny Gardner via TKO5!

AFTER:
Ginny collapses into the referee's arms, her face twisted in agony. The official holds her steady, trying to make sure she doesn't fall completely to the ground and hurt herself further. The crowd falls silent, watching with bated breath as Ginny struggles to catch her breath, her face already flooded with disappointment.

Meanwhile, in the opposite corner, Megan is celebrating with her arms in the air. She pounds on her chest, then raises her fists in triumph. Her team is ready in her corner to congratulate her, hugging her and patting her on the back, but secretly breathing another sigh of relief at Fox’s win having evened out the score in this stable war.

As the adrenaline wears off, Megan makes her way over to Ginny, who's now sitting on a stool in her corner. She sees how defeated Ginny looks, but also sees the determination still burning in her eyes.

"You fought hard. Don’t be so hard on yourself," Megan says, extending her hand in a gesture of sportsmanship. Ginny takes it, and the two fighters share a moment of mutual respect.

"Thanks," Ginny manages to whisper back, "you fought an amazing fight. I wasn't prepared for your power."

Megan nods, "You're a great fighter too, Ginny. I really hope you don't give up after this.”

Ginny smiles, feeling reinvigorated by Megan's words, and the two fighters separate with a mutual hug and handshake.

So far, another cold case of two stables who demonstrate much respect for one another. With the score tied at two wins to two, however, perhaps the next few matches will turn the tension up a few notches!

2 : 2

(4 to win)

(Results: Lookout!; Story: Caspian & The Dollhouse)

6. Avril Lavigne vs Lily Collins (Flyweight Title Bout – “5 Minutes Alone”)

Avril:
(38, 5’1, 72:29 FCBA, The Dollhouse)


Lily:
(33, 5’5, 112, 44:13 FCBA, VIXENs)


BEFORE:
Avril’s entrance as Flyweight champion is both grand and grotesque, entering the arena to a shower of golden streamers and sparkles falling from the sky. The Dollhouse blonde has waited for this moment for a LONG time, and after numerous setbacks and false starts, long-streaks ended and momentums suddenly halted (some even at the hands of her opponent tonight), Avril Lavigne is BACK on top, where she has always belonged (according to herself and her fans worldwide).

Earlier, the Doll’s press conference is as crazy as it can get, the crowds treated to several hours of her discography before she allowed them to be graced by her presence. The challenger for tonight, Lily Collins, is so riled up that she begins shouting at the fight organizers to “Turn the bloody sh*t music down! Or else I’ll blow my f*cking brains out!”

Avril later gleefully smirks from her seat at the press table, looking smug and snug on her newfound throne.

"There's literally nobody I'd want to f*ck up more in my first fight as champion than this stupid b*tch right here, Miss mega creampuff - Lily Collins. I've been waiting for this for like, 3 years...This hoe needs a lesson! I'm SO going to make her pay for everything she did and said to me. Now that I'm the champion, everyone already knows I'm better than this skinny ass b*tch, but she's stupid enough to still think she's on my level and can take my belts? Please wimp. I'm going to be the longest reigning flyweight champion EVERRRR. And it all starts with me making Collins my b*tch,” Avril lets out a wry chuckle, before turning to Lily. “I'm gonna show you why they call me Queen Lavigne - You're getting a royal beating tonight, creampuff. I'm gonna f*ck you up so hard you have NO idea, b*tch."

Lily Collins, of course, has heard it all before. Nay, she’s practically made it a tradition to knock Miss Lavigne out every three years. First changing the Punk-Princess’ tune in 2017, and then again in 2020. Indeed, some of the pundits are questioning the new champion’s decision to offer her first Flyweight title opportunity to a girl she’s never managed to defeat.

“Why am I not surprised?” Lily says with a sly smile. “Avril wins her first title after… how many attempts?” The Vixen holds up a mock hand, counting the number of times the Doll has come up short. “Then again, I was probably to blame for a couple of those tries. It just goes to show that she’s always made the wrong decisions when it comes to choosing her opponents. But then again, I can’t help but notice Emma didn’t get the calling card, despite winning our little fluke of a contest. Bottom line is Avril’s reign of the title is going to be one of the SHORTEST on record. I’m not just gonna KO her for the third time by the end of the evening - I plan on knocking her out in record time.” Lily turns to Avril, and smirks. “Five rounds, was it the last time we fought? And then, well…she stupidly demanded it. 5 minutes alone in the ring for the winner to do as she pleases with the loser. Oh, how could I NOT accept that? Tonight’s going to be glorious!.”

The title fight on offer included a ‘5 minutes alone’ stipulation clause, reportedly insisted on by Avril who’s hell bent on exacting revenge upon her hated rival. Lily accepted and here we are – Tonight’s winner will get 5 minutes of uninterrupted alone time with the loser inside the ring, and the fans will get double their money’s worth. Lavigne hasn’t changed her spots, practically seething with rage when the pair meet in the center of the press hall. We guess being crowned the champion hasn’t soothed her soul, with the Canadian blonde still lashing out with that sharp tongue and jabbing a pointed finger into Lily’s chest. Collins remains calm, turning up her chin to once again emphasize their height differential - it’s those four inches of a reach advantage that enabled her to out-punch Lavigne the last two times, though since then, Lavigne has certainly done her fair share of punching above her weight class.

Hours later, we’re in the ring, and ready for ten rounds of Flyweight action! Avril’s in one corner, bouncing to and fro, a little uneasily. It may be her first defense of the title but she’s chosen to go big or go home, and we’ll just have to see if that was a wise decision by the end of the night and this stable war. The Doll is dressed in her usual colors of a black sports bra lined with pink, and short tights for bottoms, her shoulder-length blonde hair loose and she's wearing black boxing gloves. In the other corner, Lily looks toned and fully recovered from her three-month war with fellow Vixen, Emma Watson. She’s dressed in an elegant peach sports bra and short white tights of her own, raising red gloves to the adoring fans. Will the recent Hall-of-Famer be able to capture her second ever Flyweight title?

The referee signals for the bell and HERE WE GO! This final match is for the Unified Flyweight Title!

ROUND 1:
The bell rings, and Avril CHARGES forward with a rapid succession of punches, hoping to get up close and personal with Lily in the opening seconds! Lily, however, remains calm and composed, using her longer reach to keep Avril at a safe distance. Landing a few clean jabs to Avril's chest and face, she briefly stumbles the champion with a back-hand delivered to the cheek, but Avril quickly recovers and attempts to swing at her with hooks and wild uppercuts. It’s just too early to catch the challenger like that, and Lily's footwork allows her to easily avoid the attacks. As the round progresses, Avril grows more agitated, throwing punches that miss their mark, while Lily lands more precise combos that bunch up Avril’s body and cheeks. As the round draws to a close, it's clear that Lily has the upper hand. Bell rings and Avril retreats to her corner, breathing heavily and wiping sweat from her forehead, realizing that she needs to adjust her strategy if she wants to not just win, but retain her title. But as she glances across the ring at Lily, she can see the challenger's confidence growing stronger with every passing second. This fight is far from over!

ROUND 2:
In between rounds, Avril slams her gloves together in frustration as she returns to her corner after losing the first round to Lily. "Damn it!" she curses under her breath, "Freakin’ Collins can’t beat me again!"

Carmen Electra nods, trying to calm her down. "Take a deep breath, Av. You’ve got this. You're the champ, remember?" Avril nods, eyes fixed on her foe, and trying to shake off her nerves.

Sound of the bell for the second, and here comes Avril again, determined to take control of this fight. She throws a quick jab series at Lily's chest, but the challenger is too fast, ducking out of the way and landing a hook of her own to Avril's side. Avril curses again, feeling the sting of the blow. But she doesn't let it slow her down. She charges in again, throwing jabs and hooks at Lily's head and chest. Lily tries to block and dodge, but Avril is relentless this time, her gloves slamming into Lily's body with furious intent on her way out. Despite her best efforts, Lily can't keep up with Avril's pacing for long - the shorter fighter is just too fast and too aggressive, her punches coming in faster and harder than she can handle. But even as Avril lands blow after blow, Lily manages to stay on her feet, ducking and dodging, then jumping out of the way to save herself from a premature knockdown. The round ends with Avril winning by a close margin, with Lily’s turn to do some soul-searching if she wants to claim her second championship belt…

ROUND 3:
As the third round progresses, Avril struggles to find her footing, her movements becoming more sluggish and her punches losing their accuracy. Lily, sensing an opportunity, steps up her offense, darting in and out of Avril's range and landing sharper punches to her face. Avril's head snaps back with each hit, staggering backwards, trying to regain her balance. But Lily is relentless, raining more blows into Avril's arms that leave her reeling backwards. In a desperate attempt to retaliate, Avril throws a wild hook, but misses badly, leaving herself more open. Lily seizes the moment and lands another cross straight to Avril's jaw, which connects with a sickening thud, and all of a sudden, Avril's eyes roll back in her head! The champ FALLS backwards, her arms flailing in the wind! DOWN SHE GOES! Lavigne hits the canvas with a heavy thud, the sound echoing through the arena! It’s an early KNOCKDOWN for the challenger! The crowd gasps in shock as the referee rushes in to begin the count, with Avril lying dazed and disoriented on the mat, trying to shake off the cobwebs and get back to her feet. As the referee reaches the count of eight, however, Avril manages to find her footing, using the ropes to pull herself upright. She sways unsteadily for a moment, her legs still wobbly from the blow, but simply refuses to go down. Sound of the bell to resume, and Lily CHARGES, eager to finish the job, but Avril holds her off with both gloves covering her face, even as she desperately tries to regain her senses. The round ends with Avril still on shaky legs, but standing nonetheless! What a nasty bump for the champion indeed!

ROUND 4:
Lily's confidence surges after scoring the knockdown in the previous round. She wastes no time in the fourth in closing the distance, light on her feet and bobbing and weaving to avoid Avril's counterpunches while unleashing a barrage of quick jabs to Avril's midsection. Avril tries to keep her distance and jab back, but Lily's relentless pursuit and keen footwork make it difficult. As the round progresses, Lily continues to dominate, focusing punches on Avril's body. Avril's breathing becomes more labored as she absorbs blow after blow to her ribs, and she starts to look a little winded. However, in the third minute, Avril summons her remaining strength and fights back with a series of wild swings to Lily's face, stunning the challenger to the arm and head, and momentarily halting her attack. For a moment, it seems as though Avril might turn the tide of the round, but Lily quickly regains her composure and goes back on the offensive in the final seconds, landing several hard shots off Avril's tummy, causing her to wince in pain. The round ends with Lily clearly still ahead on the scorecards. As they return to their corners, Avril's coach urges her to keep her guard up and use her footwork to keep Lily at bay. Meanwhile, Lily's corner encourages her to keep pressing forward and targeting Avril's body, knowing that it's starting to take its toll on the champion.

ROUND 5:
Avril takes a deep breath as the bell rings to signal the start of the fifth round. She knows she needs to change her strategy if she wants to win this match and defend her first title. As Lily charges in, Avril steps back, dodging the punches with quicker movements of her head. Avril lands a solid jab to Lily's face in return, which causes the challenger to stumble back. Avril sees an opportunity and follows up with some heavy lunges to Lily's body, under the arms. Lily tries to counter the last few, but Avril blocks those with her gloves. Avril's movements are definitely more calculated now, using her shorter reach to stay in close and batter Lily’s leaner frame. She lands a jab to Lily's nose, followed by a sudden, sharp uppercut to her chin! Lily staggers back, but Avril doesn't give her a chance to recover! Avril PRESSES in, her fists flying, as she lands blow after blow to Lily's sides. Lily is struggling to keep up, her punches are becoming far weaker and less frequent. The crowd is on their feet as Avril dominates the rest of the round, leaving Lily exhausted and bruised by the bell!

ROUND 6:
Avril, feeling the pressure to maintain her lead, knows she needs to stay cautious and focused, especially as the fight enters the second half. Lily is still unbroken, proving to be a formidable opponent in the past, as well as tonight. The girls trade jabs from afar but it’s Lily who’s using her longer reach to her advantage, scoring off Avril’s face with jabs and hooks that land smack off the temple. Avril, however, not deterred, stays focused on her defensive game plan, blocking and dodging many of Lily's shots before picking up the pace, landing a few solid shots to Lily's body on the counter-swing. Lily grunts, shocked when another straight cross lands square to the tummy, but the challenger quickly scoots away to safety. With only a minute left in the round, Avril decides to take a risk and rushes in, hammering at Lily's sides. Lily tries to retaliate with a few jabs to the face, but Avril is relentless, continuing to pound away at Lily's midsection. The round ends with Avril barking in close and dangerous, pushing Lily into the ropes multiple times with gut-wrenching plows to the belly. Before Lily can retaliate, the bell rings, and the judges score the round in Avril's favor by a razor-thin margin!

ROUND 7:
As the bell rings to start the seventh round, Lily charges forward, determined to take control of the fight! She lands a hard jab to Avril's face, following up with a flurry of punches to her head and body. Avril tries to fight back, but Lily's longer reach enables her to stay just out of range and bang away on the champion’s defenses. Lily takes advantage of Avril’s windedness, keeps targeting Avril's torso with more vicious hooks and lunges, each one driving her back against the ropes. Avril covers up, trying to protect herself from the onslaught, but Lily's punches are still getting through, slamming into her paunch, and torso. Avril grunts with each impact, her body jolting with the force of the blows. Despite her best efforts, she can't break free of the torrent, and the round ends with Lily completely dominating her. Avril staggers back into a corner, her midsection aching and sore from the barrage of blows she just endured. In desperation, Avril clinches up with Lily, holding onto her shoulders tightly and trying to avoid taking more damage. The referee quickly steps in, separating the two fighters and giving them a warning. As the fight continues, both girls get into clinches multiple more times, each trying to gain an advantage along the ropes Avril tries to use her shorter reach to get inside and deliver thudding punches to Lily's torso, but Lily breaks free and keeps out of range, trying to control the champ with punches to her face. Avril clinches again, but this time Lily is ready and delivers an illegal kneelift to Avril's stomach, causing her to double over in pain with a groan. The referee separates them again, issuing Collins a stern warning, and allows Avril a moment to catch her breath. Despite the clinches, Lily continues to dominate, with the round ending with Avril looking visibly shaken, and Lily feeling confident in her chances of actually winning this title match.

ROUND 8:
Excitement surges through the arena as the eighth round begins, both fighters knowing that the end is nigh. Avril charges forward, throwing punches at Lily with abandon, but Lily manages to stay out of range for the first minute. The two boxers circle each other warily, waiting for a clean opening. Suddenly, Avril sees it, and unleashes a fierce left hook that connects with the side of Lily's jaw! The punch lands flush, and Lily stumbles backward, her arms flailing for balance! Avril POUNCES, a few more shots pounding into Lily's midsection before she delivers a final uppercut to the chin, which sends Lily crashing onto her back! It’s a return KNOCKDOWN for the champion!

The crowd erupts in cheers as Lily lies there, stunned, her eyes squeezed shut. Lavigne is already celebrating in the neutral corner, breaking into a keen smile, but breathing as heavily. As the referee starts the count, however, Lily stirs, slowly making her way back up by the count of 8!

Still a minute left on the clock, however, and Avril forces herself forward at the bell a RELENTLESS charge into Lily’s space! Collins barely has time to get her back off the ropes when the first flurry crashes into her arms and body! Lily tries to fight back, or at least hold on, but Avril's drive is just too powerful, her hunger too great! Collins getting WRECKED on the ropes, her defenses crumbling bit by bit with every hook swung in or uppercut chugged into her arms! Suddenly, Lily tries to surge inwards with a clinch of her own, but her movements are too slow and sluggish, her body already wilting. Avril sends her head snapping upwards with an uppercut to the chin, before leaning in close to her face and shouting, "You thought you could beat me again? You WISH you little b*tch!" Lily looks like a dead woman walking, her mouth hanging open and feet barely holding the rest of her upright! Avril lands a devastating hook to the challenger’s tummy, folding Collins over with a guttural groan, and both of her arms drop to cover herself up! And that’s it!! The referee has SEEN ENOUGH - he leaps in and ENDS this championship fight via TKO! Lily immediately slumps against the ropes, her face battered and bruised, unable to stand on her own!

Official Decision: Avril Lavigne defeats Lily Collins via TKO8! Avril RETAINS the Flyweight title!

AFTER:
BIG win for the champion as Lavigne FINALLY manages to defeat Collins in their 3rd clash, defending her belts successfully against a tough opponent in an epic showdown of 8 rounds!

Slumped on the ropes and barely able to keep herself standing, Lily may have lost this fight but Avril is not doing much better herself, collapsing to all fours in exhaustion seconds after the bell rings. The challenger has pushed the 38 year old songstress to her limits tonight and both girls will need a few moments to recover here.

Slowly but surely, Lavigne pushed herself up to her feet with the help of the ropes before raising her arms to the cheering fans, grinning devilishly as she looks over at the defeated Vixen. We all know what’s coming and the Canadian singer’s fans are going wild with anticipation for the next 5 minutes!

Several officials have made their way into the ring now to keep things in order, with 2 burly FCBA officials standing in each girl’s corner of the ring, blocking the way and making sure no one of their respective teams is allowed to get in for the following 5 minutes.

The Canadian champion looks giddy as she tiredly stumbles over to the defeated Brit, removing her gloves on the way, before grabbing a handful of Lily’s wet, sweaty dark hair. “I’ve got 5 full minutes b*tch. You’re SO dead.” The blonde threatens her victim, earning herself a look of pure contempt from the defeated actress. “So…I heard you like rubbing your disgusting sweaty tummy over other girls faces….you sicko!” Avril YANKS Lily to her knees by the hair, eliciting a yelp from the brunette. “Do you like it the other way around too, b*tch? Is it like, a fetish?” the Doll giggles. “How about you eat MY abs?” Lavigne sneers and looks down at her foe, towering over a scornful looking Collins, the brunettes eyes shooting daggers at her blonde tormentor. Avril then pulls Lily’s head forward and down towards her midsection, THRUSTING her milky white, soft belly forward, her sweaty belly button colliding with Lilly’s nose and nudging her head backwards as the Vixen recoils in utter disgust. The gloating champion continues to smile down into the disgusted Vixen’s face, the crowd murmurs in excitement as sheer rage builds up on the Brit’s face. The still panting Collins stares straight into Lavigne’s heaving sweat drenched belly and curls her lips. “WHAT abs….?” she sneers and doesn’t wait for Avril’s response before unexpectedly RAMMING her forehead straight into Lavigne’s curvy lower belly swell! “OOOOUGGGGGGHHH” The force of the unexpected headbutt eliciting a loud GROAN from the champion as Lavigne staggers backwards on shaky legs, covering her lower belly with her left arm before dropping to one knee, jaw slacked in shock! “Get your beer belly out of my face, fat ass!” Lily sneers defiantly.

The crowd POPS at the sudden unexpected turn of events, fully ready for a possible full on post-match showdown. Lily wipes the Doll’s belly-sweat from her nose and mouth as she stares at the reeling champion who’s sucking in air and starring back at her with pure hatred, taking a few quick seconds to calculate her next move before rising again, as the two hated rivals stare murder at each other, Lavigne on her feet while Collins still on her knees. And Avril attacks! The singer is done thinking and LUNGES at the Vixen, her arms stretched forward ready to grab Lily’s hair and yank those dark tresses out of her scalp for good, but REGRETS IT IMMEDIATELY when a KILLER lightning fast straight right SMASHES into her unprotected midsection right on the button!!! “OOUUFFFFF” Lily’s glove PLOWS into Avril’s soft belly like it’s butter and sinks deep, causing the singer to lurch forward in utter shock, her eyes bulging and her mouth agape from the massive unexpected shock to her body. Lavigne literally SPEARED by that cross, hugs Collins arm as her legs turn to jelly, collapsing to her knees with Collins fist still buried in her belly.

THE CHAMPION IS DOWN! The fans are beside themselves as Lily pulls her fist back, chuckling as she allows Avril to sink to all fours just as she herself finally rises to her feet. Oh how the tables have turned!

“You call those abs…?”Lily mocks the gasping champion, now towering over the downed singer and shaking her head. “Don’t make me laugh Av. There’s not a single ab in that flabby, doughy belly of yours…and you and I both know it. I mean, pretty much EVERYBODY knows it. It’s why you stayed FAR away from AMD competition your entire “legendary” career. Can’t say I blame ya, Ms. Glass Tummy.”

Lavigne is way too busy trying to suck in air to hear any of Collins’ mockery, but the recovered Vixen is enjoying herself regardless, relishing the loud boos from the Doll’s fans as she begins to remove her gloves. “I think you deserve to see some REAL abs up close and personal, Av…So you’d have something to aspire to. An ab role model, if you will.“

Lily tosses her gloves away and grabs a handful of Avril’s blonde hair, causing the champion to moan as she’s pulled up from all fours to her knees, her arms still hugging her throbbing belly. Collins grabs Lavigne’s chin with her left hand and raises the singer’s deflated face up, until the blonde has no choice but to stare directly up at the Vixen with hateful eyes. “And guess what – its your lucky day! You’ve got the best abs in the business right here in front of you.” Lily smirks, patting her tummy and pulling Avril’s face closer as the horrified singer is forced to stare at Collins’ rock-hard six-pack abs from mere inches away.

“You like them?” Lily taunts. “Wouldn’t you LOVE a closer look?”

With no other option in sight, a desperate Avril decided to try a move from Lily’s own playbook! With a sudden jolt forward, The Punk-Princess RAMS her forehead into Collins’ midsection, connecting with the center of the Vixen’s washboard abs. “UGHH”….a surprised Lily lets out a weak grunt as Avril’s forehead bounces off her tummy, causing the brunette to slightly lose her balance and take a step back to steady herself. Lily giggles, smiling as she looks down at the now visibly disoriented singer, Lavigne looking almost punch-drunk after foolishly smacking her forehead into Collins’ rock-hard abdomen. The blonde stares right back at her from below in shock, dumbfounded as to why Lily is still towering over her unfazed and why her head is spinning. “I’ll take that as a yes……? Okay, but no need to hurt your head like that anymore…here…I’ll help!”

Lavigne’s eyes widen in horror, the aching exhausted blonde shaking her head “no” in panic, surely already fully regretting her decision to mess with the cruel Vixen after the bell…..but its no use! The dreaded hug comes immediately as Avril’s head gets SQUASHED face first into Collins’ taut tummy! The now shrieking champion’s face gets BURIED in the Vixen’s ab muscles as the Doll pathetically flails her arms and legs around to no avail.

“MMMPPHHFFFFF!!! VVUHHGHG SSVVVUUHHPP!!!” is all that can be heard coming from the once proud Canadian champion as Lily tightens her embrace around Lavigne’s head and smears the Doll’s face in all directions across her AMD caliber tummy. “I lied. No aspirations can help you. You will NEVER have abs like these! This flabby, chubby mom bod isn’t built for that! Besides, You don’t have an OUNCE of the dedication required, loser.”

“vvvvbouuughhhh…..mmmnnnfffhhh…nughvvv……mmphfff….” Avril’s muffled protests, squirms and flails grow weaker as the seconds go by and the champion begins to tire, her pretty face now drenched in tummy-sweat and buried smack dab in the center of Lily’s ripped abs - the singer’s trademark pointy nose shoved into the slope between the Vixen’s square ab muscles and her parted lips wrapped around Lily’s shallow round belly button, desperately trying to suck in some air in what can only be described as involuntary navel worshipping! Oh my!

“Hey that tickles!” Lily giggles, feeling Avril’s lips sucking on her belly button in an attempt to get some precious air into her lungs. With a sudden surprise move, Lily slightly eases the pressure on the back of the champion’s head, letting the dizzy blonde gulp on a tiny hint of air before quickly mashing the poor singer’s face into her tummy again, this time slightly above the navel.

“Are you kissing my muscles…?” Collins continues to mock her helpless victim, tightening the deadly hug around Avril’s head and flexing her abs every few seconds in amusement, eliciting muffled yelps and shrieks from the blonde every time she feels the pressure from the Vixen’s ab muscles hardening against her sweat drenched face, cutting her air supply even further. “You like them huh…? You like how hard they are? Understandable. Years of having to look at this flabby belly and body in the mirror every day will make anyone appreciate such glorious toned abs.” Lily lifts her right knee up, sending it straight into the singer’s tender paunch to emphasis her point, getting another muffled groan from the helpless Doll as her belly caves in. “Must be depressing. All you can do is admire mine. Kiss ’em. These are abs you can only DREAM of, Av. I’m allowing you to kiss ’em. You should be thanking me!”

The boos in the arena are deafening now as the Canadian singer gets an ab muscle tasting she’ll never forget with her fans forced to watch in dismay – this is the LAST thing they expected to see following their idol’s victory tonight. “mmmpff….phhff……guhhhfff…..” Avril’s protests get weaker and weaker with her arms now feebly pawing at Lily’s thigh muscles. This tummy smother has been going on for at least two minutes now… but there’s still about 3 minutes left on the clock!

The Dollhouse team in disarray, they certainly did not expect THIS when Avril took the win tonight, by now both coach Loken and CEO Carmen Electra can be seen furiously arguing with the officials who defiantly continue to block their way into the ring as their Flyweight Champion finds herself in deep unexpected trouble and clearly needs all the help she can get! Their angry demands and protests about the 5 minute stipulation being wrongly enforced for the loser’s benefit fall on deaf ears while Avril seems to be at serious risk of being taken out by Lily’s knockout abs (pun intended) any moment now!

With Lavigne still (barely) conscious on her knees, Lily decides her playtime shouldn’t end so early and releases her grasp on Avril’s head, instead grabbing the singer by her scalp to prevent her from keeling over to the mat, by doing so finally allowing Lavigne to breath for the first time in minutes as the blonde begins frantically gasping, trying to suck in air with great difficulty, her throat producing some unpleasant sounds by result.

Collins stares down at her handiwork for a split second…but she’s not done yet?! The Vixen star bends down and in a swift motion sends her hand down to Avril’s midsection, her palm making a SLAPPING sound against the singer’s belly skin as Lily viciously CLAWS at Avril’s lower belly pooch causing the shocked singer to tremble, gurgling and moaning in pain and shock! “Oooh!….that’s f*cking SOFT! Have you ever tried doing ONE push-up in your life?! I heard you love drinking but… that beer belly is PATHETIC.”

“I’ll tell you what. If you ever muster up the guts…” Lily chuckles at her unintended pun while continuing her belly claw attack, mercilessly digging deep into Lavigne’s belly fat with her fingers, showing no regard for the Doll who’s hysterically sobbing at this point. “Come fight me in AMD. If you manage to survive more than 2 rounds with THIS doughy joke of a midsection..?" She squeezes the blonde’s belly one last time, drilling her index finger into Avril’s deep belly button which has the Canadian’s face contorting in helpless agony, her screams reaching new heights. “Might as well consider it a miracle. I’ll beat you so bad you’ll be BEGGING to kiss my abs….just to make me stop. And being the people pleaser that I am - I’ll probably allow it!.”

And with that, Lily releases her torturous belly claw, allowing Avril to experience a brief moment of relief, hoping the torture is over……..only to leave the poor champion with some parting gifts – “OOUUGHFFFFFFFFFF” a massive BARE FISTED uppercut makes a dull slapping sound against Avril’s midsection as it’s PLUGGED into her trembling belly from above, drilling her reddened tender stomach right above the belly button as Lily’s knuckles plunge into the soft belly flesh. Lavigne groans loudly and doubles over in shock, mouth open – “OOUUUGHHHHH!!” That dull slapping sound of fist smacking belly can be heard again around the ring as Lily drills ANOTHER ONE into the gut, this time blasting Avril right below the button on that tender lower belly! “UUUGGHHHHH!!” AND ANOTHER! And this third uppercut is just too much for the champion’s body to take as Lily’s bare fist explodes into her navel, disappearing deep into her gut as her belly button caves in, remaining buried there, as the Brit refuses to pull out! That’s it! Avril goes limp! Avril is out! The Canadian’s head resting on the bent over Brit’s shoulder, eyes closed, whilst her arms dangle lifelessly at her sides, her mouth open and begging for air - but to no avail - every bit of air has been punched out of that body by the cruel Vixen and no air can make its way in as Lily FINALLY steps back, allowing the gut-wrecked blonde to keel over, Lavigne puddling to the mat on her stomach at Collins feet, arms resting on the mat above her head. Wow! The champion seems to have lost consciousness ladies and gentlemen! Avril may have passed out from lack of oxygen or simply too much pain!

What have we just witnessed?!

The commotion from the Dollhouse corner is getting out of hand as Electra can be heard shouting furiously at the ring officials with about 30 seconds left on the clock for this 5 minute nightmare to be over.

“Are you out?!” Collins leans down and shakes Lavigne’s limp body, getting no response from the motionless singer. The Vixen then pushes at the Doll’s sides, rolling the blonde to her back. Lavigne ends up spread eagled on her back as a result, eyes closed, her reddened belly and chest heaving up and down rapidly.

Staring down at the unconscious singer, Lily playfully pokes Lavigne’s lower belly with her index finger, sinking it into the flesh as far as it can go to see if there’s any response coming from the Doll, but getting none. “I guess you’re really out huh…” the Vixen continues to poke the blonde’s soft midsection all around her belly button for the remaining few seconds she has left, giggling as she mocks the sleeping beauty. “Who even needs playdough…? This is pathetic.” With her last remaining seconds, Collins rises to her knees, towering over the knocked out Canadian as she considers her options…or targets, and with a final statement, HAMMERS her fist down square onto Avril’s belly button, leaning down on it as it sinks deep into the champion’s gut one last time. “OOUUFFFFFFFFFFFFFF” the unconscious singer’s body folds up in half upon impact, her cheeks blowing up like balloons as all the air slowly shoots out of her mouth, her limbs flying upwards before immediately flopping back down lifelessly to the mat, as the massive punch drains every last bit of air left in her destroyed body. Collins, cruel as she is, makes sure to keep her fist drilled in the blondes caved in paunch for as long as she can, squeezing every last second from this opportunity…..but thankfully, her TIME IS FINALLY UP!

AND THE FLOODGATES OPEN! Collins’ amused face changes immediately as she spots big blonde Loken CHARGING towards her! The shocked crowd finally pops as the Dollhouse personnel flood the ring, and the Vixen’s evil demeanor turns to sheer panic as she tries to stand up in time only to be violently SHOVED towards the ground by Kristanna Loken, the big blonde sends the skinny actress FLYING across the ring as Lily crashes to the mat underneath the ring ropes, leading to a full on mayhem inside the ring as both the Dollhouse and the Vixens teams rush inside to defend their own in a mess of shoving and name calling! The crowd is going wild watching the chaos unfold, a surreal sight indeed considering the Flyweight Champion herself Avril Lavigne is still lying unconscious in the center of the ring with hell breaking loose all around her. Watch out and don’t step on the champion folks!

Collins gathering her senses on the mat, wants none of it – the Brit swiftly rolls under the bottom rope and out of the ring for dear life, but resumes her giggling when she feels safe at ringside, checking out the chaos from outside the ring and chuckling as she spots Lavigne’s knocked out body still in deep slumber on the mat amongst the chaos – a reminder of her ABtastic handiwork tonight.

Things slowly calm down inside the ring as officials intervene, luckily with no further injuries to either party, and the Dollhouse team can finally offer their champion some much needed medical help.

Lavigne may have won fair and square tonight and defended her belts with a big victory, but it is Collins who proudly walks out of the arena first on her own two feet, her head held high against a deafening mixture of boos and cheers, the Vixen patting her tummy in glee, showing off those infamous abs to the fans as she struts up the aisle with hands on her hips, occasionally flipping off the Punk-Princess’ hating fans after leaving their idol gut-ruined and in need of a full liquid diet for at least a week. “I know you guys would LOVE to worship them….just like Avril did tonight.”

Back in the ring, the champion is finally showing signs of life on the mat, surrounded by her medical team she comes to but the belly pummeling has taken its toll on the Doll who seems to be in severe pain and cannot get off the mat. The fans cheer her on as a stretcher is brought out to help carry the moaning champion backstage for further examination and treatment. Hopefully no permanent damage has been done!

Avril is not usually one to back down from a challenge, especially not when revenge is on the cards, but many would say accepting an AMD fight with Ms. Collins would be a death-wish for the 38 year old singer and her body. Only time will tell how Ms. Lavigne chooses to address the new Collins situation, but she WILL have to defend her title again next month, and whoever the challenger may be, they’d surely love to take advantage of the champion’s condition after tonight’s debacle.

Hopefully, a month is enough time for Avril to make a somewhat full recovery from Lily’s punishment. We wish her good luck and a speedy recovery!

The Dollhouse manage to even the score to 3-3 with one more fight left on the card. But at what cost?

3 : 3

(4 to win)

Nell really needs a rebound. Surprised that Collins got a tittle shot before Watson, and it looks like there's a war of the Emma's brewing. Also Ren will have something to say about the AHW tittle being created, with a bone to pick with Thorne. Plenty of action to kickstart the next era of the Vixenverse.