6. Emma Watson vs Olivia Holt (Flyweight Title)
Apr 18, 2020 11:17:29 GMT -6
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6. Emma Watson vs Olivia Holt (Flyweight Title)
Emma:
(28, 5’6, 31:22 FCBA, VIXENs)
Olivia:
(22, 5’2, 15:5 FCBA, Odds & Ends Fight Studios)
BEFORE:
Lots to process in this fight as both competitors make their way to their places at the table. First of course is the challenger to the Flyweight title, Ms Olivia Holt, smiling widely as she sits down at one end of the room. Next comes the wolf-whistles and shouts of marriage proposals, as Emma Watson emerges from backstage with the Flyweight belt draped over one shoulder. She gives a little wave to the audience and calls for the press conference to begin.
“Olivia’s been clamouring for this title fight for ages. I finally get a chance to shut her up once and for all. She’s done well over the past few fights, but whoever she’s beaten in the past, I’ve already beaten twice over. She can try to take this belt from me, but I doubt she’ll ever succeed.”
Emma leaves those words with that confident smirk, delicate fingernails drumming on the gold and leather on her shoulder. She glances in Holt’s direction, trying to gauge her opponent’s response, but Olivia’s just smirking back the entire time, pushing her blonde fringe to one side of her face, whether out of nervousness or pure confidence.
“Emma won a few fights and I think the success has gotten to her head, no? She’s conveniently forgetting the twenty-two fights she’s been completely laid out by other, mediocre fighters. It was a fluke that she won the Flyweight title in the first place, and I’ll gladly be the one who takes it off her body tonight.”
Ladies meet in the center of the stage, no history of bad blood between them (yet) as they set each other with those signature smirks. There’s a reason why not everyone might have thought about this match-up: Watson’s a good four-inches taller than her American counterpart, looking down on her with condescending eyes as she forces Olivia to crane her own neck upwards in order to meet her gaze. Oh yes, the Flyweight champion seems to be enjoying this contrast indeed.
Later in the arena, Olivia’s first to enter on stage, dressed in a skyblue bikini and white beach shawl draped over her shoulders. She grins widely, takes the white shawl and lets it fly out behind her like a cloak. She’ got nothing and everything to prove in tonight’s contest - not anymore at least, with the Vixens having already secured four fights in this stable war to win the contest outright, enabling Holt to fight without any pressure on her shoulders. Emma is next down the ramp, looking splendid in a white sports bra and black boxing tights, her strawberry hair bundled up neatly in a loop out behind.
In the ring, girls are told to shake hands in the middle by the ref, which they actually do, touching up gloves after some hesitation. Emma in red gloves whilst Olivia has white leather on each hand. With a wave of the arm, HERE we go with ten rounds of Flyweight action. This here’s from the Unified Flyweight Title!
ROUND 1:
Olivia, with early aggression, wants to exert her brand of power despite her four inch height disadvantage. Emma is still smirking behind her gloves as the smaller girl comes charging straight at her, the Brit thinking she can definitely manage the tiny blonde. But oh man! Holt letting those punches RIIIPPP from the get go, battering straight hands and hooks into the Brit’s guard, determined to show Emma who’s the boss from the get-go! The champ gets pushed backwards, not liking the feel of each powerful blast to her forearms or punt into that vulnerable midsection, but doing little else to dissuade Holt’s advance besides the occasional jab back into the challenger’s face. Holt makes a statement early and makes it loud!
ROUND 2:
Watson is suddenly all serious as she begins the round planning to play catch-up. No longer fun and games as the champ tries to hold back the onslaught that is Olivia Holt, the blonde trying to charge at her repeatedly and bully the Harry Potter actress like she never mattered. Early minute sees some success from Holt’s strategy as she bashes punches into Emma’s torso, then smacks her arms about with force, but soon enough, Watson gets the hang of her opponent’s advance, the Brit getting out of range before Holt can get in close enough to bully. Emma controls her expertly for the last minute, like the champ she is as she lands quick shots into Holt’s face each time the blonde tries to get in close, only to get socked in the lips over and over. Watson makes up for her earlier disparity with a smaller margin of loss this round, but Holt still looks impressive as f*ck after managing to get both opening rounds on the champ.
ROUND 3:
That all changes in the third when Watson mixes her attacks up: jabs sent rapidly to Olivia’s head and then some hard shocks to her system as Emma drives in bigger cross-hands down the middle. Holt gets rocked by one such early combo, taking hits direct to the face and then grunting as another straight hand stuns her on the nose. Bitter pill to swallow as Emma’s reach advantage is finally used for effect, and the remainder of the round has Holt playing catch-up to the champion’s attacks. Holt tries to fight back only in the third minute, scoring quick hits on the Brit’s body when she can, then more thick, swiping hooks land on the side as Watson winces from the body abuse, but has little choice but to keep to her strategy of jabbing at the shorter girl from afar.
ROUND 4:
Holt seems to be exclusively targeting the Brit’s body, sacrificing head-shots for the more open tummy Emma’s giving up in order to protect her head from Olivia’s deadly swings. That’s just fine by the Odds and Ends starlet, who continues to batter Watson’s guard once she’s in range but always eager to go after her undefended tummy. Mid-round has Holt again eating several jabs in order to get in close, but get in close she does indeed, smashing leather into the Brit’s flanks and then hammering her arms with wide force. There’s a reason this blonde’s the reigning AMD champ, folks, as evident from her repeated swings into Emma’s body, folding the champ in half with repeated strikes to the midsection. Emma lets out another groan - this is the last position she wants to find herself in: trapped on the ropes with a crazed blonde rocking fists to her body. Luckily for Watson, the bell saves her from doom just in time, leaving her winded and gasping on the ropes, one hand holding on to the top as Holt taunts her on the way back to her corner.
ROUND 5:
Holt looks mighty impressive thus far, the young contender taking the fight to the spiffing Brit and not letting up one bit. Watson needs to bring her experience to the table if she wants to turn this fight around, and the first minute has the champ trying to keep five feet away from Holt even as the challenger tries to box her in to finish the job. Holt rushes in suddenly, thinking she’s scored an opportunity to put the champ down, but Emma was feigning her weakness the entire time, jumps back and then BLASTS the blonde right in the face with a forward lunge! UGHH! Holt gets her head pushed back violently, seeing stars as she lets out a groan and staggers a couple steps back. Watson with a determined push forward instead, her wits getting the better of this exchange as she lands more punches to Olivia’s nose and lips, before SHOCKING the challenger clean on the chin with a step-in blast! AND DOWN OLIVIA GOES!! Challenger flattened on her back as that one uppercut hits home!
It’s a half-time KNOCKDOWN for the Flyweight champ! Holt looks dazed on her back but far from done, slowly making her way off the canvas, onto her knees, before recovering by the count of 8. It’s a nice centerpiece for Emma Watson, no doubt, who’s back to grinning in the corner at her own achievement, but this fight is far from over!
ROUND 6:
Holt back on the defensive as she realises she can’t blindly rush at the champ, and Emma happily fills the void instead, taking the chance to roar in with jabs aimed high and low. Wicked payback as the Brit takes steady pot-shots at Olivia’s face, snapping her head backwards with lightning jabs, before more shots stunned low at the blonde’s body and chest. Holt’s trying to play defensive for once, but this style doesn’t suit her one bit. She’s busy instead trying to fend off Emma’s attacks, protecting both her head and body at the same time but failing at both in the face of Emma’s overwhelming offense. But Watson doesn’t really bring out her big guns either this time, content with blasting Holt with a flurries but never really threatening to put the challenger down for the count.
ROUND 7:
Emma keeps the same energy up, peppering Holt's defences before leaping out of the way of Holt's defensive swings. Holt is still a dangerous young thing, heavy swipes at the champ, hoping to score a lucky swing that might send Watson packing. First half has Emma succeeding in keeping Holt at bay, a right hand constantly stuck in her face and Holt having trouble keeping her arms up even as Emma lands multiple shots to her lips. Last minute and Holt regains her footing, smashes a right hand clean into the Brit’s arms that has Emma staggered backwards, the blonde challenger rushing in and bashing blows into the Brit's tummy. Emma groaning, gloves hiding her face, wary of that powerful right hook that has floored plenty of girls prior. But she's rooted in one spot as Holt crowds in close in the final seconds, BURIES more leather into the pit of her stomach as she controls the champ and pins her down by the ropes, Watson almost powerless as Holt clinches up: one arm looped around the shoulder, other just bashing at tummy… and Watson ALMOST goes down if not for the loud and clear sounding of the bell suddenly and one firm grip keeping her afloat on the top rope. But from the dire look on Emma's face, as Holt shoves her roughly back into the ropes, she's in a world of hurt indeed.
ROUND 8:
More bad news for Watson as she tries to keep Olivia away from her wilting body, but fails. Holt smells blood, digs deep and rushes at the champion once more, hoping that this round might be her lucky break. Watson does her best to fend her off but those jabs and parries do little to dissuade Holt, who dashes in looking for more tummy: a left swipe taking the guard and then another right smack into the stomach, folding the taller girl over with a deep groan. Emma left clinched up in Holt's arms, the champ with no choice but try and hold on with arms around the shoulder and chest. Holt growls as she struggles to maintain control, one pushing Emma’s chest back into the ropes to pin her down, the other repeatedly shove into her body, hoping to pound the stuffing out of her. But Emma succeeds in rotating the two about the ropes, at certain moments pining the smaller girl to the ropes instead and digging her own fists into the side of Holt's head, trying to rile her up enough to get away. And it works, a winded Holt left standing by the ropes, panting hard, and Emma finally circling back out of range, chest heaving hard but thankful to be out of the danger zone. Girls finally take a breather, circling and lightly jabbing at the head to round off this action-packed round.
ROUND 9:
Watson certainly tested all this way, with few expecting Holt to have made it this far up the Flyweight gauntlet. But here the blonde is, blasting her way through the competition and her eyes set on the prize. Watson is still defiant in the first minute, digging deep and rushing at Holt with some heavy swings for the lightweight Vixen. Olivia grunts as she takes damage to her face, combos landing, but quickly smashes a hook into Emma's cheek, sending the champ reeling to the side, looking shaken. Watson's assault blunted just like that, failing to keep Holt at bay. Young blonde charges in, smelling blood, rocks the champ’s body with more lefts and rights, pushing Emma back and back. Watson just trying to stay afloat, lips twisted into painful grimace as she hunkers down by the ropes but still can't fend off Olivia's powerful hooks. Holt backs her into a corner, weakened arms shoved out of the way before gloves BURIED into Brit tummy… Third such strike has Watson folded over, body shivering as DOWN SHE GOES!! CHAMPION COLLAPSING TO HER KNEES as the crowd goes wild! Flyweight champ left cradling her midsection, curled up into a ball, forehead stuck to canvas!! Referee already at the count of 7 but Emma’s pained look in those angelic eyes says it all: she ain’t getting up from this one! Holt back in her corner, a smug expression on her face as she awaits the inevitable count of 10! Referee WAVES off this championship fight, and ANOTHER title reign comes to an end!!
Official Decision: Olivia Holt defeats Emma Watson via KO9! Olivia Holt is the NEW Unified Flyweight Champion!
AFTER:
Good LORD! What an impressive performance for Olivia Holt as she steamrolls the competition and keeps going! The young blonde throws her hands into the air once the announcement is made, exploding out of her corner with a self-assured smile on lips.
"She took those body shots like a champ - excuse me - an ex-champ," Holt later says to the reporters, grinning with the Flyweight belt now draped across her waist. "Emma was never a strong champ to begin with, so I wasn't at all surprised by tonight's result.
"As for this baby," Holt pats the belt with one hand. "You can bet that it's staying with me for a LONG time.”
Emma Watson is still curled up by the ropes as the medics come knocking, looks of concern all around that something must be broken inside, especially after all that action. The Vixen is carried out of the arena via stretcher, comments to the press be damned as the pain and disappointment mounts on her face. It’s a significant blow for the Vixen - who knows where she will go after this debacle.
For now, this stable war heads into the final fight of the evening. Right now, of course, the scores have already been tallied, but that's not keeping the Odds and Ends crew from racking up wins! This might be especially true in our final bout of the evening, with Tahnee Atkinson and Hannah Ferguson out for blood instead of some stupid number on the scoreboards.
6. Emma Watson vs Olivia Holt (Flyweight Title)
Emma:
(28, 5’6, 31:22 FCBA, VIXENs)
Olivia:
(22, 5’2, 15:5 FCBA, Odds & Ends Fight Studios)
BEFORE:
Lots to process in this fight as both competitors make their way to their places at the table. First of course is the challenger to the Flyweight title, Ms Olivia Holt, smiling widely as she sits down at one end of the room. Next comes the wolf-whistles and shouts of marriage proposals, as Emma Watson emerges from backstage with the Flyweight belt draped over one shoulder. She gives a little wave to the audience and calls for the press conference to begin.
“Olivia’s been clamouring for this title fight for ages. I finally get a chance to shut her up once and for all. She’s done well over the past few fights, but whoever she’s beaten in the past, I’ve already beaten twice over. She can try to take this belt from me, but I doubt she’ll ever succeed.”
Emma leaves those words with that confident smirk, delicate fingernails drumming on the gold and leather on her shoulder. She glances in Holt’s direction, trying to gauge her opponent’s response, but Olivia’s just smirking back the entire time, pushing her blonde fringe to one side of her face, whether out of nervousness or pure confidence.
“Emma won a few fights and I think the success has gotten to her head, no? She’s conveniently forgetting the twenty-two fights she’s been completely laid out by other, mediocre fighters. It was a fluke that she won the Flyweight title in the first place, and I’ll gladly be the one who takes it off her body tonight.”
Ladies meet in the center of the stage, no history of bad blood between them (yet) as they set each other with those signature smirks. There’s a reason why not everyone might have thought about this match-up: Watson’s a good four-inches taller than her American counterpart, looking down on her with condescending eyes as she forces Olivia to crane her own neck upwards in order to meet her gaze. Oh yes, the Flyweight champion seems to be enjoying this contrast indeed.
Later in the arena, Olivia’s first to enter on stage, dressed in a skyblue bikini and white beach shawl draped over her shoulders. She grins widely, takes the white shawl and lets it fly out behind her like a cloak. She’ got nothing and everything to prove in tonight’s contest - not anymore at least, with the Vixens having already secured four fights in this stable war to win the contest outright, enabling Holt to fight without any pressure on her shoulders. Emma is next down the ramp, looking splendid in a white sports bra and black boxing tights, her strawberry hair bundled up neatly in a loop out behind.
In the ring, girls are told to shake hands in the middle by the ref, which they actually do, touching up gloves after some hesitation. Emma in red gloves whilst Olivia has white leather on each hand. With a wave of the arm, HERE we go with ten rounds of Flyweight action. This here’s from the Unified Flyweight Title!
ROUND 1:
Olivia, with early aggression, wants to exert her brand of power despite her four inch height disadvantage. Emma is still smirking behind her gloves as the smaller girl comes charging straight at her, the Brit thinking she can definitely manage the tiny blonde. But oh man! Holt letting those punches RIIIPPP from the get go, battering straight hands and hooks into the Brit’s guard, determined to show Emma who’s the boss from the get-go! The champ gets pushed backwards, not liking the feel of each powerful blast to her forearms or punt into that vulnerable midsection, but doing little else to dissuade Holt’s advance besides the occasional jab back into the challenger’s face. Holt makes a statement early and makes it loud!
ROUND 2:
Watson is suddenly all serious as she begins the round planning to play catch-up. No longer fun and games as the champ tries to hold back the onslaught that is Olivia Holt, the blonde trying to charge at her repeatedly and bully the Harry Potter actress like she never mattered. Early minute sees some success from Holt’s strategy as she bashes punches into Emma’s torso, then smacks her arms about with force, but soon enough, Watson gets the hang of her opponent’s advance, the Brit getting out of range before Holt can get in close enough to bully. Emma controls her expertly for the last minute, like the champ she is as she lands quick shots into Holt’s face each time the blonde tries to get in close, only to get socked in the lips over and over. Watson makes up for her earlier disparity with a smaller margin of loss this round, but Holt still looks impressive as f*ck after managing to get both opening rounds on the champ.
ROUND 3:
That all changes in the third when Watson mixes her attacks up: jabs sent rapidly to Olivia’s head and then some hard shocks to her system as Emma drives in bigger cross-hands down the middle. Holt gets rocked by one such early combo, taking hits direct to the face and then grunting as another straight hand stuns her on the nose. Bitter pill to swallow as Emma’s reach advantage is finally used for effect, and the remainder of the round has Holt playing catch-up to the champion’s attacks. Holt tries to fight back only in the third minute, scoring quick hits on the Brit’s body when she can, then more thick, swiping hooks land on the side as Watson winces from the body abuse, but has little choice but to keep to her strategy of jabbing at the shorter girl from afar.
ROUND 4:
Holt seems to be exclusively targeting the Brit’s body, sacrificing head-shots for the more open tummy Emma’s giving up in order to protect her head from Olivia’s deadly swings. That’s just fine by the Odds and Ends starlet, who continues to batter Watson’s guard once she’s in range but always eager to go after her undefended tummy. Mid-round has Holt again eating several jabs in order to get in close, but get in close she does indeed, smashing leather into the Brit’s flanks and then hammering her arms with wide force. There’s a reason this blonde’s the reigning AMD champ, folks, as evident from her repeated swings into Emma’s body, folding the champ in half with repeated strikes to the midsection. Emma lets out another groan - this is the last position she wants to find herself in: trapped on the ropes with a crazed blonde rocking fists to her body. Luckily for Watson, the bell saves her from doom just in time, leaving her winded and gasping on the ropes, one hand holding on to the top as Holt taunts her on the way back to her corner.
ROUND 5:
Holt looks mighty impressive thus far, the young contender taking the fight to the spiffing Brit and not letting up one bit. Watson needs to bring her experience to the table if she wants to turn this fight around, and the first minute has the champ trying to keep five feet away from Holt even as the challenger tries to box her in to finish the job. Holt rushes in suddenly, thinking she’s scored an opportunity to put the champ down, but Emma was feigning her weakness the entire time, jumps back and then BLASTS the blonde right in the face with a forward lunge! UGHH! Holt gets her head pushed back violently, seeing stars as she lets out a groan and staggers a couple steps back. Watson with a determined push forward instead, her wits getting the better of this exchange as she lands more punches to Olivia’s nose and lips, before SHOCKING the challenger clean on the chin with a step-in blast! AND DOWN OLIVIA GOES!! Challenger flattened on her back as that one uppercut hits home!
It’s a half-time KNOCKDOWN for the Flyweight champ! Holt looks dazed on her back but far from done, slowly making her way off the canvas, onto her knees, before recovering by the count of 8. It’s a nice centerpiece for Emma Watson, no doubt, who’s back to grinning in the corner at her own achievement, but this fight is far from over!
ROUND 6:
Holt back on the defensive as she realises she can’t blindly rush at the champ, and Emma happily fills the void instead, taking the chance to roar in with jabs aimed high and low. Wicked payback as the Brit takes steady pot-shots at Olivia’s face, snapping her head backwards with lightning jabs, before more shots stunned low at the blonde’s body and chest. Holt’s trying to play defensive for once, but this style doesn’t suit her one bit. She’s busy instead trying to fend off Emma’s attacks, protecting both her head and body at the same time but failing at both in the face of Emma’s overwhelming offense. But Watson doesn’t really bring out her big guns either this time, content with blasting Holt with a flurries but never really threatening to put the challenger down for the count.
ROUND 7:
Emma keeps the same energy up, peppering Holt's defences before leaping out of the way of Holt's defensive swings. Holt is still a dangerous young thing, heavy swipes at the champ, hoping to score a lucky swing that might send Watson packing. First half has Emma succeeding in keeping Holt at bay, a right hand constantly stuck in her face and Holt having trouble keeping her arms up even as Emma lands multiple shots to her lips. Last minute and Holt regains her footing, smashes a right hand clean into the Brit’s arms that has Emma staggered backwards, the blonde challenger rushing in and bashing blows into the Brit's tummy. Emma groaning, gloves hiding her face, wary of that powerful right hook that has floored plenty of girls prior. But she's rooted in one spot as Holt crowds in close in the final seconds, BURIES more leather into the pit of her stomach as she controls the champ and pins her down by the ropes, Watson almost powerless as Holt clinches up: one arm looped around the shoulder, other just bashing at tummy… and Watson ALMOST goes down if not for the loud and clear sounding of the bell suddenly and one firm grip keeping her afloat on the top rope. But from the dire look on Emma's face, as Holt shoves her roughly back into the ropes, she's in a world of hurt indeed.
ROUND 8:
More bad news for Watson as she tries to keep Olivia away from her wilting body, but fails. Holt smells blood, digs deep and rushes at the champion once more, hoping that this round might be her lucky break. Watson does her best to fend her off but those jabs and parries do little to dissuade Holt, who dashes in looking for more tummy: a left swipe taking the guard and then another right smack into the stomach, folding the taller girl over with a deep groan. Emma left clinched up in Holt's arms, the champ with no choice but try and hold on with arms around the shoulder and chest. Holt growls as she struggles to maintain control, one pushing Emma’s chest back into the ropes to pin her down, the other repeatedly shove into her body, hoping to pound the stuffing out of her. But Emma succeeds in rotating the two about the ropes, at certain moments pining the smaller girl to the ropes instead and digging her own fists into the side of Holt's head, trying to rile her up enough to get away. And it works, a winded Holt left standing by the ropes, panting hard, and Emma finally circling back out of range, chest heaving hard but thankful to be out of the danger zone. Girls finally take a breather, circling and lightly jabbing at the head to round off this action-packed round.
ROUND 9:
Watson certainly tested all this way, with few expecting Holt to have made it this far up the Flyweight gauntlet. But here the blonde is, blasting her way through the competition and her eyes set on the prize. Watson is still defiant in the first minute, digging deep and rushing at Holt with some heavy swings for the lightweight Vixen. Olivia grunts as she takes damage to her face, combos landing, but quickly smashes a hook into Emma's cheek, sending the champ reeling to the side, looking shaken. Watson's assault blunted just like that, failing to keep Holt at bay. Young blonde charges in, smelling blood, rocks the champ’s body with more lefts and rights, pushing Emma back and back. Watson just trying to stay afloat, lips twisted into painful grimace as she hunkers down by the ropes but still can't fend off Olivia's powerful hooks. Holt backs her into a corner, weakened arms shoved out of the way before gloves BURIED into Brit tummy… Third such strike has Watson folded over, body shivering as DOWN SHE GOES!! CHAMPION COLLAPSING TO HER KNEES as the crowd goes wild! Flyweight champ left cradling her midsection, curled up into a ball, forehead stuck to canvas!! Referee already at the count of 7 but Emma’s pained look in those angelic eyes says it all: she ain’t getting up from this one! Holt back in her corner, a smug expression on her face as she awaits the inevitable count of 10! Referee WAVES off this championship fight, and ANOTHER title reign comes to an end!!
Official Decision: Olivia Holt defeats Emma Watson via KO9! Olivia Holt is the NEW Unified Flyweight Champion!
AFTER:
Good LORD! What an impressive performance for Olivia Holt as she steamrolls the competition and keeps going! The young blonde throws her hands into the air once the announcement is made, exploding out of her corner with a self-assured smile on lips.
"She took those body shots like a champ - excuse me - an ex-champ," Holt later says to the reporters, grinning with the Flyweight belt now draped across her waist. "Emma was never a strong champ to begin with, so I wasn't at all surprised by tonight's result.
"As for this baby," Holt pats the belt with one hand. "You can bet that it's staying with me for a LONG time.”
Emma Watson is still curled up by the ropes as the medics come knocking, looks of concern all around that something must be broken inside, especially after all that action. The Vixen is carried out of the arena via stretcher, comments to the press be damned as the pain and disappointment mounts on her face. It’s a significant blow for the Vixen - who knows where she will go after this debacle.
For now, this stable war heads into the final fight of the evening. Right now, of course, the scores have already been tallied, but that's not keeping the Odds and Ends crew from racking up wins! This might be especially true in our final bout of the evening, with Tahnee Atkinson and Hannah Ferguson out for blood instead of some stupid number on the scoreboards.
VIX/Odds&Ends Stable War
Official Tally:
4:2
