Post by Lookout! Boxing on May 26, 2023 21:58:19 GMT -6
Emma Watson vs. Michelle Williams
(Results: Lookout!, Words: Caspian)
Emma:
(32, 5’5, 63:28 FCBA, VIXENs)
Michelle:
(42, 5’4, 161:78:7 FCBA, HISC)
BEFORE:
Emma, wearing a fitted white shirt and black pants, and Michelle, dressed in a black dress and heels, sit on opposite sides of the podium.
Emma is first to speak. "I'm excited to be back in the ring with Michelle," she says, a small smile playing at the corners of her mouth. "She's a fierce competitor, and I'm excited to share the ring with her again."
Michelle nods in agreement. "It's been a while since we last fought," she says, her voice calm and measured. "But I remember it well. It was a tough title fight, but I came out on top. I expect nothing less from our PPV match."
The reporters start asking questions. "Emma, you lost to Michelle in your last fight. How do you plan on winning this time?" one of them asks.
Emma takes a deep breath before answering. "It’s been five years since our fight and eight years since I got released from the Consortium," she says. "Since then, I’ve won a title and got accepted into the Hall-of-fame. I think I’d say I'm on equal footing with Michelle."
Michelle smiles, but her eyes are focused. "Michelle smirks. "I'm just happy to give you another chance to learn from me, Emma. You might have improved since our last fight, but you're still not at my level."
Emma bristles at the shot, but chooses to remain silent. A reporter asks Michelle a similar question. "You've been a dominant force in the FCBA. Why did you agree to a rematch with Emma?"
Michelle smirks. "Well, like she said, I'm always happy to knock a Hall-of-famer out. Plus, it's always fun to beat Emma."
As the camera flashes illuminate the stage, Emma and Michelle slowly walk towards each other, eyes locked in a fierce stare. Their fists are raised in front of them, their muscles tense and ready for the fight.
Emma's stance is strong, her feet shoulder-width apart, and her fists clenched tightly. She stares directly into Michelle's eyes, a fierce determination etched onto her face. Williams’ lips curl into a smirk as she steps closer to Emma, invading her personal space.
"You don't belong in the ring with me," Michelle says, her voice dripping with condescension.
Emma doesn't flinch. She stares back at Michelle, her jaw clenched in determination. "We'll see about that," she says, her voice low and steady.
The photographers clamor for their attention as the fighters pose for the press, each raising their fists towards the other. Finally, after what seems like an eternity, the two fighters step back, breaking the stare-down. They both turn to face the crowd, their fists still raised, ready to take on the challenge that lies ahead.
Emma is wearing a red and gold robe that matches the colors of her shorts and gloves. Her hair is styled in a messy bun, and she looks focused as she walks towards the ring.
Michelle, on the other hand, is wearing a sleek black and silver robe, matching her black shorts and gloves. Her hair is pulled back into a tight ponytail, and she appears to be completely confident as she makes her way to the ring.
Once they reach the ring, both fighters perform their final preparations. Emma bounces on her toes, throwing a few practice punches, while Michelle takes a more measured approach, stretching and breathing deeply.
As they make their way to their respective corners, Emma's cornermen give her a few final words of encouragement. Michelle, meanwhile, simply nods at her cornermen, her eyes locked on her opponent.
Referee gets the stiff nod from both corners, and HERE WE GO with ten rounds of Flyweight action!
ROUND 1:
Michelle rushes in aggressively, trying to land big swings on Emma. Emma dodges the first few wild swings, but Michelle manages to graze her with a hard right hook, sending Emma reeling back. But Emma quickly recovers, and counters with jabs and hooks to Michelle's face, landing several shots that snap Michelle's head back. Emma's footwork is excellent, allowing her to move in and out of range quickly and maintain her distance from Michelle's dangerous punches. Michelle tries to close the gap and fight on the inside, but Emma proves to be too elusive, constantly moving and landing combinations to keep Michelle at bay. Emma's punches are crisp and accurate, and she shows good defensive skills, slipping and blocking Michelle's shots with ease. As the round comes to a close, Emma continues to land accurate shots to Michelle's face, causing her to stumble slightly. The bell rings, signaling the end of the first round, and Emma returns to her corner with a confident smile on her face, knowing that she has won the round on points.
ROUND 2:
Michelle starts off strong, and Emma doesn't seem to know how to handle the blonde’s renewed aggression. Williams charges in, landing sudden, powerful crosses to Emma's midsection and chest, punches slipping under her guard to make her gasp for air and retreat. It's almost too easy for Michelle, as she pummels Emma with vicious blows. The crowd goes wild as Emma staggers back, clearly in pain. But Michelle doesn't let up, continuing to chase after Emma's body with straight hands and lunges. Emma tries to regain her footing and fight back, shooting jabs at the face, but they lack power, and despite her best efforts, she’s unable to turn the tide of the round. By the bell, Williams is clearly in control, and the judges have no choice but to give it to her by a wide margin. As Michelle heads back to her corner, she can't help but smile, relishing in the pain she inflicted on her former stablemate. It's only the second round, and already she's hurting her foe!
ROUND 3:
Michelle's strategy is clear - to push Emma back towards the ropes and target her body with powerful shots. She wastes no time in closing the distance between herself and Emma, who looks hesitant after the beating she took in the previous round. Michelle starts by throwing a heavy hook aimed at Emma's temple, but Emma manages to slip it. However, before she can counter, Michelle lunges inwards with a swift uppercut to Emma's stomach that lands with a sickening thud. Emma gasps in pain, her body doubling over as she struggles to catch her breath. Michelle follows up with a left hook to Emma's jaw, causing her head to snap back violently, followed by another straight punch to the nose, which causes blood to spurt out! The sound of the impact echoes through the arena, eliciting a roar from the bloodthirsty crowd. Emma’s in trouble early, forced to retreat with her back against the ropes, as Michelle continues to unleash flurries towards her unprotected midsection. The sound of leather hitting flesh echoes throughout the arena as Michelle lands devastating blows to Emma's belly and ribs. All of a sudden, Emma's prospects are crumbling under the pressure, and she can't seem to turn the tide. The round ends with Michelle still wailing on her former stablemate against the ropes, her confidence growing by the minute. When the bell rings, Emma looks visibly shaken as she makes her way back to her corner, her face showing the signs of the punishment she's taken. It's clear that Michelle is determined to win this fight, and Emma will have to dig deep if she wants to turn things around.
ROUND 4:
Emma decides to change her tactics, realizing she cannot afford to let Michelle continue to dictate the pace of the fight. Using more speed and agility, she avoids Michelle’s early attacks and continuously targets her nose, making her wince and wince until it turns a bright shade of pink. With a grunt, Michelle's nose spurts red after another hard cross lands with a thud! Vengeance is sweet for the Vixen, who continues to press in, showing ZERO mercy for her former stablemate! She hammers away at her face with hooks and jabs, causing blood to spurt out with each hit! The Consortium starlet staggers back, dazed and disoriented. Suddenly, another brutal right cross lands flush on Williams' chin, andt the Consortium starlet collapses to the mat like a sack of potatoes, the impact of the blow reverberating through the ring! It’s a KNOCKDOWN for Emma Watson, and sweet redemption indeed! Blood trickles down from her nose and the corner of her mouth as Williams gasps for air, trying to shake off the dizziness.
One... two... Michelle tries to push herself up but stumbles back down to one knee.
Three... four... She leans against the ropes, shaking her head as she tries to regain her senses.
Five... six... The crowd cheers as Emma stands in her corner, her fists clenched, waiting for Michelle to rise.
Seven... Michelle finally manages to get to her feet, but she's wobbling and unsteady.
Eight... She raises her gloves, trying to signal to the referee that she's ready to continue.
As the count reaches eight, Williams manages to get back to her feet, her eyes glazed over and her legs unsteady. But the damage has been done, and Watson knows it. She bounces on the balls of her feet, a fierce glint in her eye, ready to finish what she started. Minute left in the round and HERE WATSON COMES! Emma viciously wades in, throwing everything she has left in her tank at the wounded American. Her punches rain down on her battered arms, trying to target that vulnerable and leaking nose, but Williams REFUSES to go down despite her injuries. As the final seconds tick away, Emma is left frustrated and angry, knowing that she came so close to victory but failed to finish the job. Meanwhile, Michelle is stumbling back to her corner, a bloody mess, but at least she's still standing, quickly getting a patching up by her team. The referee steps in to check on her, but Michelle waves him away, determined to keep fighting until the bitter end.
ROUND 5:
Both women were determined to win and they let it all hang out. Williams and Emma engaged in a wild brawl, with neither fighter willing to give up an inch. Emma landed a few crisp hooks to the face early on, but Williams quickly retaliated with some crushing blows of her own. The sound of leather hitting flesh fills the arena: Emma's first hook connects with a loud THWACK against the cheek, causing her head to snap to the side. But Michelle shakes it off and comes back with a powerful cross to Emma's nose, causing the nosebleed to re-fountain. She emits a sharp gasp of surprise, followed by a muffled grunt, her breath momentarily escaping her before she composes herself. Bleeding from a nostril now, Emma grits her teeth and throws another wild hook to Michelle's jaw, forcing a guttural grunt mixed with a groan, as the force of the blow rattles her to the side. Sweat and blood dripped from their faces as they continue to trade blows, their bodies straining with the effort of each punch. As the bell rings, the referee has his hands full trying to separate them, as each fighter refuses to head back to corners, shouting incoherent insults and trying to get back into the pocket to continue swinging away. In the end, it’s a close fifth round, but Emma manages to edge it out on points.
ROUND 6:
And Williams CHARGES, forcing Emma to keep to the ropes in the opening seconds! Emma's attempts to push Williams back fail, as Williams keeps hounding her midsection with bunches of punches and low thuds to her sides. With each strike, Emma's body seems to shudder, and her breath comes out in gasps. The Vixen’s trying to protect her nose and chin, but that’s allowing Williams to target the rest of her body, the sound of the blows reverberating throughout the arena, with loud, sickening thuds. Williams drives her foe into the ropes, targeting Emma's soft belly and ribs. Emma tries to cover up, but her arms seem to be moving in slow motion. With each uppercut to the belly, Michelle revels in the satisfying thud as her gloved fist connects with the soft flesh, causing Emma to double over and groan in pain with each glove shoved in. Magical desperately tries to defend herself, raising her arms in a feeble attempt to block the relentless onslaught. But Michelle's vicious streak seems determined to break Emma both physically and mentally. Finally, Williams unleashes a devastating uppercut, which lands squarely on Emma's solar plexus. Emma's body folds over in half, and she FALLS to the mat with a thud! It’s a return KNOCKDOWN, as Emma lies there, clutching her stomach, trying to catch her breath! Williams revels in the thrill of seeing Emma writhing in pain on the mat. She towers over the fallen fighter and sneers, "That's what you get for thinking you could take me on, Emma. You’re nothing but a punching bag. Always have been, always will be.”
The referee herds Williams to the neutral corner, before his voice echoes through the arena as he counts out the seconds, each one seemingly longer than the last. Emma struggles to get back to her feet, her body racked with pain, but somehow she manages to pull herself up by the count of 8.
Two minutes left on the clock and the crowd roars as the round continues… but Emma knows she's in serious trouble! Here comes Williams, looking to mop up! She rushes in and throws everything she's got, with wild haymakers and lunges at Emma’s wilted form. But Emma proves to be resilient, and she keeps herself moving to avoid the worst of Michelle's onslaught. Emma knows that she can't let Michelle land another blow like the one that put her down earlier in the round, so she stays focused and keeps her guard firm. As Williams tires from the wild swings, Emma keeps her wits about her and lands a few sharp jabs at Michelle's face and body to keep her at bay. As the round comes to an end, Emma retreats to her corner, clutching her aching body. The once-confident Vixen is now visibly shaken, her face etched with the pain of Michelle's earlier, devastating blows. It's a clear victory for Michelle in this round, and the crowd erupts with applause, their bloodlust satisfied, though the Consortium starlet would have loved to finish the fight here and now.
ROUND 7:
Both fighters look exhausted and battered from the intense back-and-forth battle. Williams still seems determined to finish the fight, coming in hot, trying to land a final, devastating punch on Emma’s head, but she's still too slow, allowing the Vixen to easily sidestep her assault. Emma begins to counter, a quick combination of jabs slammed into her nose, catching her off guard. Williams tries to defend herself, wincing and raising her arms, but Emma slams another hard right hook to the side of her jaw! A loud SMACK echoes through the arena as Michelle's head snaps to the side, her mouthguard flying out of her mouth as she stumbles backward. She grunts in pain and frustration as she tries to regain her footing, shaking her head to clear the cobwebs and blinking to clear her vision. No rest or mercy from Watson, however, who smells blood! A hard left hook to the body doubles Michelle over in pain, and a follow-up cross lands flush on the chin, sending her stumbling back into the ropes! Williams is in trouble, and Emma knows it!! Emma moves in for the kill with a predatory gaze, launching lefts and rights with sickening thuds on Williams' body. A powerful left hook to the ribs doubles Michelle over, followed by a crushing right cross to the solar plexus leaves the blonde gasping for breath and further wilting into the ropes. Michelle is trying to defend herself but her arms are faltering, tired and dazed, especially after Watson lands a wicked uppercut to the chin that sends her head snapping back. Williams STILL is not going down, but her butt’s already seated on the second rope when a big hook to her liver bends her over in agony! Michelle gasps for air and clutches her stomach in agony, before CRUMPLING to the canvas. ANOTHER knockdown in this fight, with Emma Watson towering over her former rival, breathing hard!
The referee counts slowly and deliberately, enunciating each number with a clear and steady voice. The crowd is silent except for the sound of his counting, and the thumping of Emma's gloves as she paces back and forth across the ring. Michelle tries to push herself up with her arms, but her legs give out underneath her, causing her to collapse back down to the mat. Her body shudders as she falls back to all fours, letting out a weak moan as pain overtakes her just as the referee hits the count of 10! He waves his arms overhead, and the crowd erupts into cheers and jeers! This fight is OVER!
Official Result: Emma Watson defeats Michelle Williams via KO7!
AFTER:
Emma looks ecstatic, raising her hands in victory as she returns to her corner with a big smile on her face. After losing to Williams the last time, it’s an important milestone for the Vixen.
Michelle lays on the mat, still gasping for breath and struggling to comprehend what just happened. Her face looks bruised and swollen, with blood trickling from her nose and mouth. She tries to sit up against the ropes, but her body feels heavy and weak. But there’s a defiant expression still etched on her face when she notices Emma walking over with a wicked grin spread across her face.
Emma slowly removes her gloves, before standing over her former stablemate. “Who’s sucking canvas now, huh?”
Michelle looks to spit out a reply, but Emma lunges down and grabs her by the hair, slowly hauling her to her feet and causing the short-haired blonde to wince in pain. Emma grins wickedly as she presses Michelle into the ropes, her fists shoved into her tummy with steady thrusts forward. With every impact, Michelle gasps and groans, her body quivering with pain and her face contorted in agony.
Emma leans in close, her hot breath washing over Michelle's ear. “Remember this, Mishy? We used to have so much fun back in the day, huh?” Emma hisses.
Emma's fist makes sickening impacts against Michelle's soft flesh, causing ripples to cascade through her body. Each punch sends a shudder through her toned belly, and the blonde’s legs begin to buckle. Finally, after one particularly brutal blow, her entire body shudders in pain. The world around her seems to spin, and all she can focus on is the intense throbbing sensation in her stomach. She tries to suck in air, but it feels like every breath is a struggle. Her body feels heavy and limp, and her mind is a haze of pain and confusion. It takes a moment for her to realize that her lips have parted and are now sliding down Emma's body. She feels a strange mix of embarrassment and vulnerability as she lays there, her face pressed against Emma's skin. The curve of Emma's belly button is a small relief, a cool spot against the heat of Michelle's skin.
Michelle gasps for air, her lips quivering against Emma's sweat-slicked skin as she struggles to catch her breath. Emma grins wickedly, relishing in the power she has over her defeated opponent. With one hand still tangled in Michelle's hair, she uses the other to press down on the back of her head, forcing her lips deeper into her belly. Michelle moans weakly, her body trembling with exhaustion and humiliation.
As the cameras flash, Emma throws her head back and cackles, reveling in her dominance. She digs her fingers deeper into Michelle's hair, making sure that she stays on her knees, gasping and heaving against her belly for as long as possible. Finally, with a cruel smirk, Emma releases her hold and steps back, leaving Michelle slumped on the mat, humiliated and defeated.
Later, back in their respective locker rooms, both women manage to provide brief comments to the press:
Emma: "I knew she couldn't handle the new and improved me. Mishy may have gotten a lucky punch in or two, but I was in control of the fight the whole time. And I'll take her down a third time if she dares to step in the ring with me again."
Michelle: "Still an insolent brat, with zero class and even fewer morals. That’s f*cking why we let her go. And next time I'll be the one standing over her."
(Results: Lookout!, Words: Caspian)
Emma:
(32, 5’5, 63:28 FCBA, VIXENs)
Michelle:
(42, 5’4, 161:78:7 FCBA, HISC)
BEFORE:
Emma, wearing a fitted white shirt and black pants, and Michelle, dressed in a black dress and heels, sit on opposite sides of the podium.
Emma is first to speak. "I'm excited to be back in the ring with Michelle," she says, a small smile playing at the corners of her mouth. "She's a fierce competitor, and I'm excited to share the ring with her again."
Michelle nods in agreement. "It's been a while since we last fought," she says, her voice calm and measured. "But I remember it well. It was a tough title fight, but I came out on top. I expect nothing less from our PPV match."
The reporters start asking questions. "Emma, you lost to Michelle in your last fight. How do you plan on winning this time?" one of them asks.
Emma takes a deep breath before answering. "It’s been five years since our fight and eight years since I got released from the Consortium," she says. "Since then, I’ve won a title and got accepted into the Hall-of-fame. I think I’d say I'm on equal footing with Michelle."
Michelle smiles, but her eyes are focused. "Michelle smirks. "I'm just happy to give you another chance to learn from me, Emma. You might have improved since our last fight, but you're still not at my level."
Emma bristles at the shot, but chooses to remain silent. A reporter asks Michelle a similar question. "You've been a dominant force in the FCBA. Why did you agree to a rematch with Emma?"
Michelle smirks. "Well, like she said, I'm always happy to knock a Hall-of-famer out. Plus, it's always fun to beat Emma."
As the camera flashes illuminate the stage, Emma and Michelle slowly walk towards each other, eyes locked in a fierce stare. Their fists are raised in front of them, their muscles tense and ready for the fight.
Emma's stance is strong, her feet shoulder-width apart, and her fists clenched tightly. She stares directly into Michelle's eyes, a fierce determination etched onto her face. Williams’ lips curl into a smirk as she steps closer to Emma, invading her personal space.
"You don't belong in the ring with me," Michelle says, her voice dripping with condescension.
Emma doesn't flinch. She stares back at Michelle, her jaw clenched in determination. "We'll see about that," she says, her voice low and steady.
The photographers clamor for their attention as the fighters pose for the press, each raising their fists towards the other. Finally, after what seems like an eternity, the two fighters step back, breaking the stare-down. They both turn to face the crowd, their fists still raised, ready to take on the challenge that lies ahead.
Emma is wearing a red and gold robe that matches the colors of her shorts and gloves. Her hair is styled in a messy bun, and she looks focused as she walks towards the ring.
Michelle, on the other hand, is wearing a sleek black and silver robe, matching her black shorts and gloves. Her hair is pulled back into a tight ponytail, and she appears to be completely confident as she makes her way to the ring.
Once they reach the ring, both fighters perform their final preparations. Emma bounces on her toes, throwing a few practice punches, while Michelle takes a more measured approach, stretching and breathing deeply.
As they make their way to their respective corners, Emma's cornermen give her a few final words of encouragement. Michelle, meanwhile, simply nods at her cornermen, her eyes locked on her opponent.
Referee gets the stiff nod from both corners, and HERE WE GO with ten rounds of Flyweight action!
ROUND 1:
Michelle rushes in aggressively, trying to land big swings on Emma. Emma dodges the first few wild swings, but Michelle manages to graze her with a hard right hook, sending Emma reeling back. But Emma quickly recovers, and counters with jabs and hooks to Michelle's face, landing several shots that snap Michelle's head back. Emma's footwork is excellent, allowing her to move in and out of range quickly and maintain her distance from Michelle's dangerous punches. Michelle tries to close the gap and fight on the inside, but Emma proves to be too elusive, constantly moving and landing combinations to keep Michelle at bay. Emma's punches are crisp and accurate, and she shows good defensive skills, slipping and blocking Michelle's shots with ease. As the round comes to a close, Emma continues to land accurate shots to Michelle's face, causing her to stumble slightly. The bell rings, signaling the end of the first round, and Emma returns to her corner with a confident smile on her face, knowing that she has won the round on points.
ROUND 2:
Michelle starts off strong, and Emma doesn't seem to know how to handle the blonde’s renewed aggression. Williams charges in, landing sudden, powerful crosses to Emma's midsection and chest, punches slipping under her guard to make her gasp for air and retreat. It's almost too easy for Michelle, as she pummels Emma with vicious blows. The crowd goes wild as Emma staggers back, clearly in pain. But Michelle doesn't let up, continuing to chase after Emma's body with straight hands and lunges. Emma tries to regain her footing and fight back, shooting jabs at the face, but they lack power, and despite her best efforts, she’s unable to turn the tide of the round. By the bell, Williams is clearly in control, and the judges have no choice but to give it to her by a wide margin. As Michelle heads back to her corner, she can't help but smile, relishing in the pain she inflicted on her former stablemate. It's only the second round, and already she's hurting her foe!
ROUND 3:
Michelle's strategy is clear - to push Emma back towards the ropes and target her body with powerful shots. She wastes no time in closing the distance between herself and Emma, who looks hesitant after the beating she took in the previous round. Michelle starts by throwing a heavy hook aimed at Emma's temple, but Emma manages to slip it. However, before she can counter, Michelle lunges inwards with a swift uppercut to Emma's stomach that lands with a sickening thud. Emma gasps in pain, her body doubling over as she struggles to catch her breath. Michelle follows up with a left hook to Emma's jaw, causing her head to snap back violently, followed by another straight punch to the nose, which causes blood to spurt out! The sound of the impact echoes through the arena, eliciting a roar from the bloodthirsty crowd. Emma’s in trouble early, forced to retreat with her back against the ropes, as Michelle continues to unleash flurries towards her unprotected midsection. The sound of leather hitting flesh echoes throughout the arena as Michelle lands devastating blows to Emma's belly and ribs. All of a sudden, Emma's prospects are crumbling under the pressure, and she can't seem to turn the tide. The round ends with Michelle still wailing on her former stablemate against the ropes, her confidence growing by the minute. When the bell rings, Emma looks visibly shaken as she makes her way back to her corner, her face showing the signs of the punishment she's taken. It's clear that Michelle is determined to win this fight, and Emma will have to dig deep if she wants to turn things around.
ROUND 4:
Emma decides to change her tactics, realizing she cannot afford to let Michelle continue to dictate the pace of the fight. Using more speed and agility, she avoids Michelle’s early attacks and continuously targets her nose, making her wince and wince until it turns a bright shade of pink. With a grunt, Michelle's nose spurts red after another hard cross lands with a thud! Vengeance is sweet for the Vixen, who continues to press in, showing ZERO mercy for her former stablemate! She hammers away at her face with hooks and jabs, causing blood to spurt out with each hit! The Consortium starlet staggers back, dazed and disoriented. Suddenly, another brutal right cross lands flush on Williams' chin, andt the Consortium starlet collapses to the mat like a sack of potatoes, the impact of the blow reverberating through the ring! It’s a KNOCKDOWN for Emma Watson, and sweet redemption indeed! Blood trickles down from her nose and the corner of her mouth as Williams gasps for air, trying to shake off the dizziness.
One... two... Michelle tries to push herself up but stumbles back down to one knee.
Three... four... She leans against the ropes, shaking her head as she tries to regain her senses.
Five... six... The crowd cheers as Emma stands in her corner, her fists clenched, waiting for Michelle to rise.
Seven... Michelle finally manages to get to her feet, but she's wobbling and unsteady.
Eight... She raises her gloves, trying to signal to the referee that she's ready to continue.
As the count reaches eight, Williams manages to get back to her feet, her eyes glazed over and her legs unsteady. But the damage has been done, and Watson knows it. She bounces on the balls of her feet, a fierce glint in her eye, ready to finish what she started. Minute left in the round and HERE WATSON COMES! Emma viciously wades in, throwing everything she has left in her tank at the wounded American. Her punches rain down on her battered arms, trying to target that vulnerable and leaking nose, but Williams REFUSES to go down despite her injuries. As the final seconds tick away, Emma is left frustrated and angry, knowing that she came so close to victory but failed to finish the job. Meanwhile, Michelle is stumbling back to her corner, a bloody mess, but at least she's still standing, quickly getting a patching up by her team. The referee steps in to check on her, but Michelle waves him away, determined to keep fighting until the bitter end.
ROUND 5:
Both women were determined to win and they let it all hang out. Williams and Emma engaged in a wild brawl, with neither fighter willing to give up an inch. Emma landed a few crisp hooks to the face early on, but Williams quickly retaliated with some crushing blows of her own. The sound of leather hitting flesh fills the arena: Emma's first hook connects with a loud THWACK against the cheek, causing her head to snap to the side. But Michelle shakes it off and comes back with a powerful cross to Emma's nose, causing the nosebleed to re-fountain. She emits a sharp gasp of surprise, followed by a muffled grunt, her breath momentarily escaping her before she composes herself. Bleeding from a nostril now, Emma grits her teeth and throws another wild hook to Michelle's jaw, forcing a guttural grunt mixed with a groan, as the force of the blow rattles her to the side. Sweat and blood dripped from their faces as they continue to trade blows, their bodies straining with the effort of each punch. As the bell rings, the referee has his hands full trying to separate them, as each fighter refuses to head back to corners, shouting incoherent insults and trying to get back into the pocket to continue swinging away. In the end, it’s a close fifth round, but Emma manages to edge it out on points.
ROUND 6:
And Williams CHARGES, forcing Emma to keep to the ropes in the opening seconds! Emma's attempts to push Williams back fail, as Williams keeps hounding her midsection with bunches of punches and low thuds to her sides. With each strike, Emma's body seems to shudder, and her breath comes out in gasps. The Vixen’s trying to protect her nose and chin, but that’s allowing Williams to target the rest of her body, the sound of the blows reverberating throughout the arena, with loud, sickening thuds. Williams drives her foe into the ropes, targeting Emma's soft belly and ribs. Emma tries to cover up, but her arms seem to be moving in slow motion. With each uppercut to the belly, Michelle revels in the satisfying thud as her gloved fist connects with the soft flesh, causing Emma to double over and groan in pain with each glove shoved in. Magical desperately tries to defend herself, raising her arms in a feeble attempt to block the relentless onslaught. But Michelle's vicious streak seems determined to break Emma both physically and mentally. Finally, Williams unleashes a devastating uppercut, which lands squarely on Emma's solar plexus. Emma's body folds over in half, and she FALLS to the mat with a thud! It’s a return KNOCKDOWN, as Emma lies there, clutching her stomach, trying to catch her breath! Williams revels in the thrill of seeing Emma writhing in pain on the mat. She towers over the fallen fighter and sneers, "That's what you get for thinking you could take me on, Emma. You’re nothing but a punching bag. Always have been, always will be.”
The referee herds Williams to the neutral corner, before his voice echoes through the arena as he counts out the seconds, each one seemingly longer than the last. Emma struggles to get back to her feet, her body racked with pain, but somehow she manages to pull herself up by the count of 8.
Two minutes left on the clock and the crowd roars as the round continues… but Emma knows she's in serious trouble! Here comes Williams, looking to mop up! She rushes in and throws everything she's got, with wild haymakers and lunges at Emma’s wilted form. But Emma proves to be resilient, and she keeps herself moving to avoid the worst of Michelle's onslaught. Emma knows that she can't let Michelle land another blow like the one that put her down earlier in the round, so she stays focused and keeps her guard firm. As Williams tires from the wild swings, Emma keeps her wits about her and lands a few sharp jabs at Michelle's face and body to keep her at bay. As the round comes to an end, Emma retreats to her corner, clutching her aching body. The once-confident Vixen is now visibly shaken, her face etched with the pain of Michelle's earlier, devastating blows. It's a clear victory for Michelle in this round, and the crowd erupts with applause, their bloodlust satisfied, though the Consortium starlet would have loved to finish the fight here and now.
ROUND 7:
Both fighters look exhausted and battered from the intense back-and-forth battle. Williams still seems determined to finish the fight, coming in hot, trying to land a final, devastating punch on Emma’s head, but she's still too slow, allowing the Vixen to easily sidestep her assault. Emma begins to counter, a quick combination of jabs slammed into her nose, catching her off guard. Williams tries to defend herself, wincing and raising her arms, but Emma slams another hard right hook to the side of her jaw! A loud SMACK echoes through the arena as Michelle's head snaps to the side, her mouthguard flying out of her mouth as she stumbles backward. She grunts in pain and frustration as she tries to regain her footing, shaking her head to clear the cobwebs and blinking to clear her vision. No rest or mercy from Watson, however, who smells blood! A hard left hook to the body doubles Michelle over in pain, and a follow-up cross lands flush on the chin, sending her stumbling back into the ropes! Williams is in trouble, and Emma knows it!! Emma moves in for the kill with a predatory gaze, launching lefts and rights with sickening thuds on Williams' body. A powerful left hook to the ribs doubles Michelle over, followed by a crushing right cross to the solar plexus leaves the blonde gasping for breath and further wilting into the ropes. Michelle is trying to defend herself but her arms are faltering, tired and dazed, especially after Watson lands a wicked uppercut to the chin that sends her head snapping back. Williams STILL is not going down, but her butt’s already seated on the second rope when a big hook to her liver bends her over in agony! Michelle gasps for air and clutches her stomach in agony, before CRUMPLING to the canvas. ANOTHER knockdown in this fight, with Emma Watson towering over her former rival, breathing hard!
The referee counts slowly and deliberately, enunciating each number with a clear and steady voice. The crowd is silent except for the sound of his counting, and the thumping of Emma's gloves as she paces back and forth across the ring. Michelle tries to push herself up with her arms, but her legs give out underneath her, causing her to collapse back down to the mat. Her body shudders as she falls back to all fours, letting out a weak moan as pain overtakes her just as the referee hits the count of 10! He waves his arms overhead, and the crowd erupts into cheers and jeers! This fight is OVER!
Official Result: Emma Watson defeats Michelle Williams via KO7!
AFTER:
Emma looks ecstatic, raising her hands in victory as she returns to her corner with a big smile on her face. After losing to Williams the last time, it’s an important milestone for the Vixen.
Michelle lays on the mat, still gasping for breath and struggling to comprehend what just happened. Her face looks bruised and swollen, with blood trickling from her nose and mouth. She tries to sit up against the ropes, but her body feels heavy and weak. But there’s a defiant expression still etched on her face when she notices Emma walking over with a wicked grin spread across her face.
Emma slowly removes her gloves, before standing over her former stablemate. “Who’s sucking canvas now, huh?”
Michelle looks to spit out a reply, but Emma lunges down and grabs her by the hair, slowly hauling her to her feet and causing the short-haired blonde to wince in pain. Emma grins wickedly as she presses Michelle into the ropes, her fists shoved into her tummy with steady thrusts forward. With every impact, Michelle gasps and groans, her body quivering with pain and her face contorted in agony.
Emma leans in close, her hot breath washing over Michelle's ear. “Remember this, Mishy? We used to have so much fun back in the day, huh?” Emma hisses.
Emma's fist makes sickening impacts against Michelle's soft flesh, causing ripples to cascade through her body. Each punch sends a shudder through her toned belly, and the blonde’s legs begin to buckle. Finally, after one particularly brutal blow, her entire body shudders in pain. The world around her seems to spin, and all she can focus on is the intense throbbing sensation in her stomach. She tries to suck in air, but it feels like every breath is a struggle. Her body feels heavy and limp, and her mind is a haze of pain and confusion. It takes a moment for her to realize that her lips have parted and are now sliding down Emma's body. She feels a strange mix of embarrassment and vulnerability as she lays there, her face pressed against Emma's skin. The curve of Emma's belly button is a small relief, a cool spot against the heat of Michelle's skin.
Michelle gasps for air, her lips quivering against Emma's sweat-slicked skin as she struggles to catch her breath. Emma grins wickedly, relishing in the power she has over her defeated opponent. With one hand still tangled in Michelle's hair, she uses the other to press down on the back of her head, forcing her lips deeper into her belly. Michelle moans weakly, her body trembling with exhaustion and humiliation.
As the cameras flash, Emma throws her head back and cackles, reveling in her dominance. She digs her fingers deeper into Michelle's hair, making sure that she stays on her knees, gasping and heaving against her belly for as long as possible. Finally, with a cruel smirk, Emma releases her hold and steps back, leaving Michelle slumped on the mat, humiliated and defeated.
Later, back in their respective locker rooms, both women manage to provide brief comments to the press:
Emma: "I knew she couldn't handle the new and improved me. Mishy may have gotten a lucky punch in or two, but I was in control of the fight the whole time. And I'll take her down a third time if she dares to step in the ring with me again."
Michelle: "Still an insolent brat, with zero class and even fewer morals. That’s f*cking why we let her go. And next time I'll be the one standing over her."
