Post by caspian on Jun 17, 2017 9:37:53 GMT -6
1) Demi Lovato vs Megan Fox (Flyweight)
Demi:
(25, 5’3, 15:10 FCBA, Lookout!)
Megan:
(31, 5’4, 114, 25:23:1 FCBA, VIXENs/Mirage)
Before: Both vixens pushing and shoving in the pre-fight ritual, quickly turning into an all-out catfight when both of them lunge forward with open palms and nails at each other’s faces - trying to hurt the other where it hurts the most, I suppose. Loud grunts and squeals as either lady scores on flesh, quickly prompting officials to rush in and separate the hellcats. Later, Demi hissing to reporters with a big red handprint on her right cheek that closely resembles the shape of Megan’s handiwork.
“GRR, that B*TCH! She’s an old hag who thinks she still has what it takes to make it in this industry. She’s nothing but a dried up old PRUNE.”
Megan the next to be interviewed, sly smile on her sensuous lips as she notices her hand-print still fresh on her rival’s face. “Demi’s wrinkles - oh my - did you not see those ghastly things?” Fox feigns shock. “I’was only trying to help her wipe those old, gnarly things off!”
After a few more back-and-forths, both girls finally de-robe and get into the ring. Megan looking stunning as ever in white bikini, black gloves. Demi going for dark violet bikini top and black bottoms, red gloves, to give off that exotic, hip look that many of her younger fans admire her for. Bell rings and here we go with the first bout of the evening to kick off this stable war!
Round 1: Pre-fight aggression seems to translate well into a first round of flying fists, with both ladies getting into the thick of the action straight off the bat! Megan and Demi just blasting at each other, letting fists SMACK painfully into faces and opposing bodies. FINALLY both ladies feel free to go at each other without outside interference, and they seize the opportunity with great relish. Demi keeping her mitts and shoulders down and in close, employing some smart tactics there to defend against Megan’s wayward hooks that harmlessly (relatively) slam onto her sides and guard, whilst also giving her plenty of opportunity to strike at Megan’s exposed gams from within, jacking her fists left and right up into Megan’s puppies over and over again, then tenderising the midsection with more reckless abandon. Megan getting more hurt than delivering as much towards the end of the round, walking herself backwards towards the ropes foot by foot, softly mewing painful grunts from her lips. Demi’s corner getting louder and louder with keen expectation, but the bell rings before the Lookout star can finish her off. Regardless, Megan is left with an ugly lesson and serving of humble pie, cradling her body as she stumbles back to her corner using the ropes for support. A tremendous opening round for the Lookout starlet, who’s looking in prime shape to dominate!
Round 2: Here comes Demi again, rushing in like a madly-fast turtle, both hands poised to resume pistoning into Megan’s middle again, but Fox for once taking advice from corner, quickly scooting out of the way of incoming missile, instead plastering jab after jab into the younger singer’s face as she comes charging in. Much to the delight of the crowd, who is quick to see the tables turning in a flash, Megan now the one scoring punch after punch into Demi’s vulnerable face as the singer can’t seem to catch the actress on her quicker feet. Demi still trying though, bless her soul, attempting to trap Megan in a corner and resume the abuse. Last minute sees some flicker of hope as Megan makes a mistake and goes right when she should have gone left, eats a big hook from Demi that soars right to the middle of Fox’s guard, sending her back to the ropes. Here comes Demi now, charging in and sacking Megan’s undercarriage with flurry of uppercuts. Megan still alive though, hunching over with her forearms absorbing most of the blows. The Transformers starlet quickly tries to clinch and wrestle, succeeds, both arms wrapped around Demi’s chest, trapping and flipping her about, now pinning her to the ropes instead. Demi grunting in frustration, hissing abuse in Megan’s ear, Fox responding with a lick of her right hand over and over into Lovato’s paunch - punishing hup hup hup as she stuns the younger girl and amplifies her grunting. Bell ends and girls shove each other off with a final huff of hot air. Megan’s face now all smiles as she acknowledges her change in fortunes.
Round 3: Both girls eager to break the tie but this makes them all the more cautious in the third round, no longer charging out of corner and stalking the other instead from the outside. They circle each other like sharks, only snapping jabs in when they see a clear enough opening, but both girls being elite competitors, they rarely score and trespass the other’s defences. Demi the one who decides to take the initiative in the last minute, lunging forward with a flurry of counter jabs, then stunning Megan with a step-in drive of her right hook straight to the head and a left hand bunching up the body. Megan more surprised by the follow-up blow as it lands square into her middle, having deflected the head hook with her guard. Fox quick tries to retreat rather than fight back there and then, but the bell rings before either girl can capitalise. Demi’s round by a close margin, we think, but the Lookout girl doesn’t look incredibly pleased judging by her tired face.
Round 4: Here we go with the fourth - Megan gearing up to steal the lead back from her rival, confidently striding forward wanting to brawl, gets STUNNED by a right cross as Demi lunges out of nowhere! Megan’s face scrunches up in pain as she involuntarily takes a step backwards where she just came from. Her corner screaming at her incompetence as Demi rushes in to clean house, driving her back with more persistent jabbing to her face. Megan covering up her nose but leaving her body exposed - that’s perfectly fine by Lovato, who steps in and swings those elbows in and out, jacking powerful under-hooks straight to the middle of Megan’s belly. Megan gurgling now on the ropes as her body’s plundered - she tries to clinch an escape but Demi having none of it, shoving her back forcefully into the ropes and WHIPPING her fists back and forth across the dazed face, left and right, and MEGAN’S DOWN ON THE GROUND! Last hook took her completely off her feet and she collapses down clear on her side. KNOCKDOWN FOR DEMI LOVATO!
Cheers from the audience as Demi parades herself back to neutral corner, quiet reassurance that Hell yes, she can definitely do this. Megan still groaning, trying to push up to all fours, as the referee begins the count.
3… 4… Megan slowly but surely rising, using the ropes to help her ascent.
5… 6… Demi looking serene as f*ck, back resting against black turnbuckle, belly pulsing in and out in corner. She looks at her opponent at the opposite end with hungry eyes.
7… Megan finally stumbles back up! She steadies herself clinging on to top rope, repeats her response to the referee’s question: “YES. I’M F*CKING FINE.”
Referee shrugs, waves for the match to resume with a ring of the bell. Demi with a small smirk as she steadily begins her advance again. Megan hanging back, mouth still open as she prepares for the onslaught. She needs to survive for another minute or so, and to her credit, she does a bang on job as Demi resumes the attack by going after her already-sore abs, plunging her fists back in with alternate fashion. Vixen grimacing but hanging on strong to her defensive guard, not wanting to give away her head as a target. Demi not even trying to go for second knockdown, content with torturing her hapless opponent with those sick body punches. Bell rings and Megan looks even more worse for wear, sagging forward and body bent over in Demi’s arms from the abuse. Demi leans in close and hisses into her ear: “You’re done, b*tch. Your flabby abs are gonna be putty in my hands by the end of the night. I promise you that.”
Demi reiterates the point with a final punt of her fist up into Megan’s bruised body, before shoving her backwards. Megan collapsing to her knees and has to be helped back to her corner. A dominant round of her opponent, for sure.
Round 5: Megan deliberately favouring her battered body as we begin the fifth round, one arm still draped across her tummy as she comes out of corner. Demi still has fire in her eyes, all intentioned to finish her off this round. A quick one-two jab combo to Megan’s nose confirms her suspicions that her opponent’s down and spent. Demi quickly amps up the pounding, almost focusing exclusively on Megan’s body, sides and her chest, with the Vixen doing her best to cover those areas up with both arms. Demi licking her lips as she gets in too close though, sudden BLAST to her chin takes her completely by surprise - eyes widen further when another glove WHIPS her head to the right as Megan uses remainder of her strength to target the exposed face. And it’s beginning to work! Demi being stunned to one side, staggering as another and another punch lands cleanly on her face. The Lookout girl still stubborn though, shooting punches into Megan’s tummy hoping that that last punch is what will finally break her, but no dice - Megan now steady whack whack whap to Demi’s nose and jawline, pushing her head in all directions. Demi yelping as a right cross lands straight down the middle. The crowd roars when Demi throws herself forward yet again with reckless abandon, walking right into a left uppercut from Fox, stunningly connects straight to the base of the jaw! Demi’s legs tremble and CRUMPLE down to the canvas! What a comeback KNOCKDOWN from FOX!!
Demi in a daze on her back, arms sprawled above her head as she tries to roll herself back up to recover. Megan herself too tired to celebrate or gloat, stumbling back to the ropes to recuperate best she can. Referee counting steadily, and Demi herself seems to be able to will herself back up. Damned if she’ll go down to this talentless dumb b*tch, she seems to say to herself. Rolling to one side at the count of 5, then slowly taking one knee after another, she finally pushes herself back up with a groan by the count of 9! It’s a near save for Lovato, who looks like she’s about to collapse over once over, but is saved by the bell. Megan doesn’t look too eager to rush in again either, truth be told.
Round 6: Both ladies having scored a knockdown each, effectively tied for points now in this opening contest. They stumble out of corners and play cautious for the first minute, only occasionally throwing jabs at each other, scoring even less often. Megan though finally heeding the shouts from her corner to GET THE F*CK IN THERE, and she obliges, opening with a quick one-two flick of hands at Demi’s face, distracting the brunette long enough for Fox to wade in and bend her over with a sick punch to the tummy. Demi letting out a dull groan as she’s folded in half, tries to straighten up but is folded over again with constant pounding of Megan’s fists left right left right puh puh puh puh, in wicked payback. Megan now stacking her foe up along the ropes, popping right hand into the body, then snapping head backwards with uppercut to the chin in alternate fashion. Demi in trouble for certain, trying to stay alive by hugging her foe close best she can, but Megan still manoeuvring her fists inside for devastating effect. Bell rings and Megan couldn’t care less! Continues jacking her right hand into Demi’s body, all the while hissing abuse back into her rival’s ear. “HOW’S THIS FOR BEING FLABBY, B*TCH??”
Referee has to pull Megan off her prey and usher her back to corner, leaving Demi to sink to her knees along the ropes, bent over and cradling her body.
Round 7: While dominant, Megan too obsessed that last round and couldn’t score that knockdown in time, allowing Demi to survive another round. Demi receiving pep talk in between, eyes look more focused as she strides out of corner, mouth still open gulping in precious air. Megan’s turn to want to go in for the kill, again overconfidence gets the better of her as she’s surprised by Demi’s sudden fighting-back spirit when she eats a left-right jab straight to the face. Megan cursing as she throws up a hapless guard, pounds back with her own jabs but Demi’s prepared, the brunette countering with another left-right combo to the chest. Back-and-forth goes on for a minute or so, with both girls looking like they can’t seem to decide whether to go all in or retreat. Demi scoring with another hard punch to the chest - the Vixen’s stunned for split second, letting out a yelp of pain. Demi wades in fast, under-hooks pound on tummy flesh yet again, jerking Fox’s body back left and right. Megan’s fists not idle though, shooting out and smashing into Demi’s lips and nose all this while. Both girls panting hard and leaning partially on each other’s spent bodies, they lunge for the last time at each other, aiming for a power uppercut straight to the jaw… AND MEGAN CONNECTS FIRST! Demi too little, too late, already disorientated by the face-pounding, jaw crunches upwards from the blow and head snaps back all the way - the lithe singer merely crumples forward and face collapses into Megan’s chest! Megan continues pounding on limp body but there’s no need - Demi’s knocked out face sliding down her slick chest and tummy, collapses in a heap at Fox’s feet! Referee takes one look and decides it’s over - Demi’s completely out and not moving!
Official Decision: Megan Fox defeats Demi Lovato via KO7!
VIXENs leads Lookout! Boxing by 1:0.
After: Of course, elation from VIX corner with an opening win like that tonight. Officials wise to have erected a barricade between both sides such that no ring-side shenanigans can occur. Instead, both sides resort to loud jeering from opposite ends of the ring. However, all hell breaks loose when Megan decides to show her fallen foe who’s boss once and for all, lowering herself over Demi’s prone figure and sending SLAP after SLAP into her already reddened cheeks. “Who’s the one who’s DONE now, huh? HUH?!”
Demi moaning loudly, her shoulders straddled by Megan’s thighs and her face inches from her bikini crotch. She continues her struggling, but finds herself suddenly released when her assailant on top lets out a squeal of her own. Demi has a look of relief as she spies Megan being dragged off her by an enraged Emily VanCamp, who’s not going to tolerate this humiliation of her good friend, tugging on Fox’s hair and slapping her in the face in quick retaliation, as the ring quickly devolves into an unsanctioned and all-out brawl when members of both stables rush in to join the melee.
Officials quickly stare at each other in stunned silence - they clearly forgot that there was nothing stopping both stables from engaging each other directly in the middle of the ring itself. It takes a long while as referees enter and drag both parties apart and back to their corners. Regardless, it’s a hell of an opening fight between both sides, with the Vixens clearly smirking all the way back to corner at having the first win of the evening under their belts.
Demi:
(25, 5’3, 15:10 FCBA, Lookout!)
Megan:
(31, 5’4, 114, 25:23:1 FCBA, VIXENs/Mirage)
Before: Both vixens pushing and shoving in the pre-fight ritual, quickly turning into an all-out catfight when both of them lunge forward with open palms and nails at each other’s faces - trying to hurt the other where it hurts the most, I suppose. Loud grunts and squeals as either lady scores on flesh, quickly prompting officials to rush in and separate the hellcats. Later, Demi hissing to reporters with a big red handprint on her right cheek that closely resembles the shape of Megan’s handiwork.
“GRR, that B*TCH! She’s an old hag who thinks she still has what it takes to make it in this industry. She’s nothing but a dried up old PRUNE.”
Megan the next to be interviewed, sly smile on her sensuous lips as she notices her hand-print still fresh on her rival’s face. “Demi’s wrinkles - oh my - did you not see those ghastly things?” Fox feigns shock. “I’was only trying to help her wipe those old, gnarly things off!”
After a few more back-and-forths, both girls finally de-robe and get into the ring. Megan looking stunning as ever in white bikini, black gloves. Demi going for dark violet bikini top and black bottoms, red gloves, to give off that exotic, hip look that many of her younger fans admire her for. Bell rings and here we go with the first bout of the evening to kick off this stable war!
***
Round 1: Pre-fight aggression seems to translate well into a first round of flying fists, with both ladies getting into the thick of the action straight off the bat! Megan and Demi just blasting at each other, letting fists SMACK painfully into faces and opposing bodies. FINALLY both ladies feel free to go at each other without outside interference, and they seize the opportunity with great relish. Demi keeping her mitts and shoulders down and in close, employing some smart tactics there to defend against Megan’s wayward hooks that harmlessly (relatively) slam onto her sides and guard, whilst also giving her plenty of opportunity to strike at Megan’s exposed gams from within, jacking her fists left and right up into Megan’s puppies over and over again, then tenderising the midsection with more reckless abandon. Megan getting more hurt than delivering as much towards the end of the round, walking herself backwards towards the ropes foot by foot, softly mewing painful grunts from her lips. Demi’s corner getting louder and louder with keen expectation, but the bell rings before the Lookout star can finish her off. Regardless, Megan is left with an ugly lesson and serving of humble pie, cradling her body as she stumbles back to her corner using the ropes for support. A tremendous opening round for the Lookout starlet, who’s looking in prime shape to dominate!
Round 2: Here comes Demi again, rushing in like a madly-fast turtle, both hands poised to resume pistoning into Megan’s middle again, but Fox for once taking advice from corner, quickly scooting out of the way of incoming missile, instead plastering jab after jab into the younger singer’s face as she comes charging in. Much to the delight of the crowd, who is quick to see the tables turning in a flash, Megan now the one scoring punch after punch into Demi’s vulnerable face as the singer can’t seem to catch the actress on her quicker feet. Demi still trying though, bless her soul, attempting to trap Megan in a corner and resume the abuse. Last minute sees some flicker of hope as Megan makes a mistake and goes right when she should have gone left, eats a big hook from Demi that soars right to the middle of Fox’s guard, sending her back to the ropes. Here comes Demi now, charging in and sacking Megan’s undercarriage with flurry of uppercuts. Megan still alive though, hunching over with her forearms absorbing most of the blows. The Transformers starlet quickly tries to clinch and wrestle, succeeds, both arms wrapped around Demi’s chest, trapping and flipping her about, now pinning her to the ropes instead. Demi grunting in frustration, hissing abuse in Megan’s ear, Fox responding with a lick of her right hand over and over into Lovato’s paunch - punishing hup hup hup as she stuns the younger girl and amplifies her grunting. Bell ends and girls shove each other off with a final huff of hot air. Megan’s face now all smiles as she acknowledges her change in fortunes.
Round 3: Both girls eager to break the tie but this makes them all the more cautious in the third round, no longer charging out of corner and stalking the other instead from the outside. They circle each other like sharks, only snapping jabs in when they see a clear enough opening, but both girls being elite competitors, they rarely score and trespass the other’s defences. Demi the one who decides to take the initiative in the last minute, lunging forward with a flurry of counter jabs, then stunning Megan with a step-in drive of her right hook straight to the head and a left hand bunching up the body. Megan more surprised by the follow-up blow as it lands square into her middle, having deflected the head hook with her guard. Fox quick tries to retreat rather than fight back there and then, but the bell rings before either girl can capitalise. Demi’s round by a close margin, we think, but the Lookout girl doesn’t look incredibly pleased judging by her tired face.
Round 4: Here we go with the fourth - Megan gearing up to steal the lead back from her rival, confidently striding forward wanting to brawl, gets STUNNED by a right cross as Demi lunges out of nowhere! Megan’s face scrunches up in pain as she involuntarily takes a step backwards where she just came from. Her corner screaming at her incompetence as Demi rushes in to clean house, driving her back with more persistent jabbing to her face. Megan covering up her nose but leaving her body exposed - that’s perfectly fine by Lovato, who steps in and swings those elbows in and out, jacking powerful under-hooks straight to the middle of Megan’s belly. Megan gurgling now on the ropes as her body’s plundered - she tries to clinch an escape but Demi having none of it, shoving her back forcefully into the ropes and WHIPPING her fists back and forth across the dazed face, left and right, and MEGAN’S DOWN ON THE GROUND! Last hook took her completely off her feet and she collapses down clear on her side. KNOCKDOWN FOR DEMI LOVATO!
Cheers from the audience as Demi parades herself back to neutral corner, quiet reassurance that Hell yes, she can definitely do this. Megan still groaning, trying to push up to all fours, as the referee begins the count.
3… 4… Megan slowly but surely rising, using the ropes to help her ascent.
5… 6… Demi looking serene as f*ck, back resting against black turnbuckle, belly pulsing in and out in corner. She looks at her opponent at the opposite end with hungry eyes.
7… Megan finally stumbles back up! She steadies herself clinging on to top rope, repeats her response to the referee’s question: “YES. I’M F*CKING FINE.”
Referee shrugs, waves for the match to resume with a ring of the bell. Demi with a small smirk as she steadily begins her advance again. Megan hanging back, mouth still open as she prepares for the onslaught. She needs to survive for another minute or so, and to her credit, she does a bang on job as Demi resumes the attack by going after her already-sore abs, plunging her fists back in with alternate fashion. Vixen grimacing but hanging on strong to her defensive guard, not wanting to give away her head as a target. Demi not even trying to go for second knockdown, content with torturing her hapless opponent with those sick body punches. Bell rings and Megan looks even more worse for wear, sagging forward and body bent over in Demi’s arms from the abuse. Demi leans in close and hisses into her ear: “You’re done, b*tch. Your flabby abs are gonna be putty in my hands by the end of the night. I promise you that.”
Demi reiterates the point with a final punt of her fist up into Megan’s bruised body, before shoving her backwards. Megan collapsing to her knees and has to be helped back to her corner. A dominant round of her opponent, for sure.
Round 5: Megan deliberately favouring her battered body as we begin the fifth round, one arm still draped across her tummy as she comes out of corner. Demi still has fire in her eyes, all intentioned to finish her off this round. A quick one-two jab combo to Megan’s nose confirms her suspicions that her opponent’s down and spent. Demi quickly amps up the pounding, almost focusing exclusively on Megan’s body, sides and her chest, with the Vixen doing her best to cover those areas up with both arms. Demi licking her lips as she gets in too close though, sudden BLAST to her chin takes her completely by surprise - eyes widen further when another glove WHIPS her head to the right as Megan uses remainder of her strength to target the exposed face. And it’s beginning to work! Demi being stunned to one side, staggering as another and another punch lands cleanly on her face. The Lookout girl still stubborn though, shooting punches into Megan’s tummy hoping that that last punch is what will finally break her, but no dice - Megan now steady whack whack whap to Demi’s nose and jawline, pushing her head in all directions. Demi yelping as a right cross lands straight down the middle. The crowd roars when Demi throws herself forward yet again with reckless abandon, walking right into a left uppercut from Fox, stunningly connects straight to the base of the jaw! Demi’s legs tremble and CRUMPLE down to the canvas! What a comeback KNOCKDOWN from FOX!!
Demi in a daze on her back, arms sprawled above her head as she tries to roll herself back up to recover. Megan herself too tired to celebrate or gloat, stumbling back to the ropes to recuperate best she can. Referee counting steadily, and Demi herself seems to be able to will herself back up. Damned if she’ll go down to this talentless dumb b*tch, she seems to say to herself. Rolling to one side at the count of 5, then slowly taking one knee after another, she finally pushes herself back up with a groan by the count of 9! It’s a near save for Lovato, who looks like she’s about to collapse over once over, but is saved by the bell. Megan doesn’t look too eager to rush in again either, truth be told.
Round 6: Both ladies having scored a knockdown each, effectively tied for points now in this opening contest. They stumble out of corners and play cautious for the first minute, only occasionally throwing jabs at each other, scoring even less often. Megan though finally heeding the shouts from her corner to GET THE F*CK IN THERE, and she obliges, opening with a quick one-two flick of hands at Demi’s face, distracting the brunette long enough for Fox to wade in and bend her over with a sick punch to the tummy. Demi letting out a dull groan as she’s folded in half, tries to straighten up but is folded over again with constant pounding of Megan’s fists left right left right puh puh puh puh, in wicked payback. Megan now stacking her foe up along the ropes, popping right hand into the body, then snapping head backwards with uppercut to the chin in alternate fashion. Demi in trouble for certain, trying to stay alive by hugging her foe close best she can, but Megan still manoeuvring her fists inside for devastating effect. Bell rings and Megan couldn’t care less! Continues jacking her right hand into Demi’s body, all the while hissing abuse back into her rival’s ear. “HOW’S THIS FOR BEING FLABBY, B*TCH??”
Referee has to pull Megan off her prey and usher her back to corner, leaving Demi to sink to her knees along the ropes, bent over and cradling her body.
Round 7: While dominant, Megan too obsessed that last round and couldn’t score that knockdown in time, allowing Demi to survive another round. Demi receiving pep talk in between, eyes look more focused as she strides out of corner, mouth still open gulping in precious air. Megan’s turn to want to go in for the kill, again overconfidence gets the better of her as she’s surprised by Demi’s sudden fighting-back spirit when she eats a left-right jab straight to the face. Megan cursing as she throws up a hapless guard, pounds back with her own jabs but Demi’s prepared, the brunette countering with another left-right combo to the chest. Back-and-forth goes on for a minute or so, with both girls looking like they can’t seem to decide whether to go all in or retreat. Demi scoring with another hard punch to the chest - the Vixen’s stunned for split second, letting out a yelp of pain. Demi wades in fast, under-hooks pound on tummy flesh yet again, jerking Fox’s body back left and right. Megan’s fists not idle though, shooting out and smashing into Demi’s lips and nose all this while. Both girls panting hard and leaning partially on each other’s spent bodies, they lunge for the last time at each other, aiming for a power uppercut straight to the jaw… AND MEGAN CONNECTS FIRST! Demi too little, too late, already disorientated by the face-pounding, jaw crunches upwards from the blow and head snaps back all the way - the lithe singer merely crumples forward and face collapses into Megan’s chest! Megan continues pounding on limp body but there’s no need - Demi’s knocked out face sliding down her slick chest and tummy, collapses in a heap at Fox’s feet! Referee takes one look and decides it’s over - Demi’s completely out and not moving!
Official Decision: Megan Fox defeats Demi Lovato via KO7!
VIXENs leads Lookout! Boxing by 1:0.
***
After: Of course, elation from VIX corner with an opening win like that tonight. Officials wise to have erected a barricade between both sides such that no ring-side shenanigans can occur. Instead, both sides resort to loud jeering from opposite ends of the ring. However, all hell breaks loose when Megan decides to show her fallen foe who’s boss once and for all, lowering herself over Demi’s prone figure and sending SLAP after SLAP into her already reddened cheeks. “Who’s the one who’s DONE now, huh? HUH?!”
Demi moaning loudly, her shoulders straddled by Megan’s thighs and her face inches from her bikini crotch. She continues her struggling, but finds herself suddenly released when her assailant on top lets out a squeal of her own. Demi has a look of relief as she spies Megan being dragged off her by an enraged Emily VanCamp, who’s not going to tolerate this humiliation of her good friend, tugging on Fox’s hair and slapping her in the face in quick retaliation, as the ring quickly devolves into an unsanctioned and all-out brawl when members of both stables rush in to join the melee.
Officials quickly stare at each other in stunned silence - they clearly forgot that there was nothing stopping both stables from engaging each other directly in the middle of the ring itself. It takes a long while as referees enter and drag both parties apart and back to their corners. Regardless, it’s a hell of an opening fight between both sides, with the Vixens clearly smirking all the way back to corner at having the first win of the evening under their belts.