Emma Roberts versus Victoria Justice (Flyweight Title)

Vs.

Victoria Justice (Challenger)
(31, 5’5, 27:34 FCBA, CWF)

Results: Lookout!; Story: Caspian & The Dollhouse

BEFORE:
Up next, the Flyweight title belt is up for grabs, at least according to the challenger, Victoria Justice. Ask the same question to the reigning champ, Emma Roberts, and don’t be shocked to get a look of hatred that can melt a snowstorm. The Ice Queen herself makes her first ever title defense after knocking out Billie Eilish, the previously undefeated champ. But of course, Emma’s fight tonight is set against the backdrop of her own war against a fellow stablemate, Avril Lavigne. With Emma leading the best of 7 series 2-1, the 4th fight that was scheduled to take place earlier this month has been postponed due to Emma’s championship win last month, with Roberts herself fully focused on prolonging her first FCBA title reign.

"I'm not here to talk about my series with Avril. So, shut it,” Emma sets the tone clear and early during the pre-fight press conference. “I'm the flyweight champion of the FCBA and that is all that matters tonight. Losing to Victoria has been one of the most embarrassing moments of my FCBA career and a complete fluke, I was simply having a very....VERY.....bad day. Which is why I summoned her here tonight in the pretense of giving her an actual chance at winning the belt. Please. I'm going to massacre her in there. Let me make it crystal clear - Victoria does NOT deserve a shot at my belt, nor any other title for that matter - she's only here because I want my revenge. She's a bottom of the barrel fighter with a negative record - I'll put her to sleep in no time. I'm going to seriously enjoy myself tonight!."

Justice on the other hand is having a good year so far -- some would say her best year ever – the slim beauty has improved by leaps and bounds ever since joining the CWF, and is currently on an impressive five-fight winning streak, including crucial wins over the current champ herself last year, which have done the trick to give her this rematch title shot. Justice is brimming with confidence (and indifference) when it’s her own turn at the mic, moments later:

“Emma is talking big as usual, but the truth is she’s zero-one against me,” Justice says as she flashes a smile towards the reporters. “Kudos to her for having the guts to face me so soon after her latest debacle - she could have chosen to fight anyone else out there that’s less of a threat to her new belt -- but that just means her title run is gonna be one of the shortest in the history of the FCBA. Bad day? Well... Tonight I’m going to make it her WORST day ever.”

Tense atmosphere at the later staredown, as one can imagine, with the shorter Roberts striding straight up to Justice and ignoring her condescending smirk, turning her chin upwards and meeting her glare to glare. Justice is a good three inches taller, though Roberts has taken down bigger and stronger opponents before. The Ice Queen will need to use all her talent and wits tonight to overcome the size advantage, but fighting a war on two fronts is going to sap any elite fighter, we think.

Later, It’s fight time and we’re in the ring proper and ready to kickstart ten rounds of Flyweight action. Roberts continues to rub her championship status into the spectators’ gazes, strutting into the arena with her belt held high, and continuing to hoist it over her shoulder until the very last moment when the referee asks her to surrender it for safekeeping. In her corner, she’s clad in her usual colors of pink sports bra and white long tights, white gloves, her blonde hair in a tight ponytail. In the opposite corner, Victoria Justice is exchanging some last moment words with her team, the challenger is clad in a black cotton bralette and blue boxing shorts, blue gloves, black hair in a bun, showing off her lean and toned torso as her many fans cheer her on, shouting “Let’s go Vickey!” in unison.

Without further ado, this here’s for the Unified Flyweight title! Bell rings and HERE WE GO!

ROUND 1:
Emma’s very aggressive from the start, keeping her head down and literally bulldogging forwards. The champ clearly wants to put Victoria out ASAP and make a dominant first title defense, not just for herself, for all the doubters out there, including a certain Avril Lavigne. Victoria anticipates the early rush, of course, but that doesn’t mean she’s fully prepared for it, the CWF starlet backing away slowly and absorbing the thunderous punches that come pounding in one after another, Roberts working that guard like a punching bag back in the gym, getting in close and thumping shots straight to the center of that tummy to earn blistering grunts from the challenger’s lips. But Justice ain’t no soggy peach, and she’s using the small spaces in between Roberts’ swings to punch away at her face, a steady stream of jab combos making contact and snapping her head this way and that. Sure, she’s taking a shellacking to the arms straight to the bell, but those aren’t gonna score points in her column, whereas Justice comes out of hell still on top, breathing heavily but confident in her close margin of error.

ROUND 2:
Roberts sticks to her strategy here, to her own detriment. Highly aggressive, high-octane rushes inwards, trying to send Justice down in record fashion. But Justice is better able to avoid and maneuver, using her lankier figure to lean backwards and avoid the shorter champ’s blistering swings. Not looking good for the Doll when Justice lands another one-two combo straight into her nose to snap her head back, right after another wild haymaker sails harmlessly overhead. Sure, Roberts’ sheer volume is allowing her to snag several thumps to Justice’s sides and body, but it’s nothing her abs can’t handle, with Justice is simply bracing her torso whenever she senses her punches headed southwards, before repaying the favor with a right hook cracking off the champ’s temple here, another left hand grazing the chin to send Roberts staggering slightly at the bell. It’s usually the opposite outcome, folks, with the wide winner of the first round slowly losing their lead. But this time, Justice’s confidence is only growing with consecutive wins!

ROUND 3:
Tide slowly begins to turn when the bell rings for the third and both fighters come out looking focused. Emma is still moving in hard and fast, though she’s being more conservative with those bigger punches thrown, choosing instead to only hammer Justice to her arms and under them when she knows they’ll land with force. A couple hooks sail in without anticipation, and Justice has a twisted look of pain on her face when one such low swing packs into her side tummy and almost forces a fold-over. But Roberts being Roberts, decides there and then to immediately charge in and try and finish her off. Bad news bears, as Justice is ready and waiting for her, swiftly punishing the charge with a cuffing jab off the cheek followed by a return hook that grazes the chin and JOLTS the champion’s head painfully to the side, momentarily stemming her tide! Ouch! Roberts looks more angered than hurt, and there’s a low growl emitted from her throat as she steadies herself and tries to reclaim her honor. Rest of the round has the Dollhouse blonde chasing after her foe once more, pestering her guard with a barrage of combos, but to little effect. It looks like it’s gonna take more than a couple of punches to put the other girl down!

ROUND 4:
More rapid-fire action in the middle of the ring, with both champion and competitor repeatedly clashing! Emma plays it slightly more strategic here, putting them arms up and only lunging forward once Victoria is in mid-swing or pulled back to strike. This way, Justice is forced to take evasive maneuvers, suddenly pulling back herself or throwing her arms upwards to take the sudden force of the overhand, or veer out of the way to stop it from landing in the first place. Justice isn’t dle either, later in the round earning her own payback with several left-right fast strikes rocketed straight to the nose, lips, cheek and temple, stunning Emma repeatedly with her arm-length and speed. Roberts thought that this would be the turning point in the fight, but she’s sorely mistaken, having yet MORE trouble getting into the pocket and wailing away at that lanky midsection. When the bell rings, it’s clear that the champ has left herself open too often for comfort, with parts of her face now slowly turning a bright shade of pink, whereas the same can be said about Justice’s tummy.

ROUND 5:
Girls definitely want to HURT the other, and the fifth sees their roles reversed, with Justice suddenly playing the aggressor, storming in without warning and launching a series of flurries towards the champ to push her back. The CWF corner must smell blood in the water, and wants to collect! Justice shoots out punches whilst moving forward a couple of steps each time, and those early flurries find her some success, with Roberts LOOKING like she’s about to get overwhelmed and being forced to back away towards the ropes whilst covering her face and head up for dear life. But Justice doesn’t see that wild overhand coming in the third minute, with Roberts suddenly veering her head to the side to avoid a step-in cross, before BLASTING Justice back to the side of her jawline with a well-placed hook! OUCH indeed!! Justice has that same look of shock on her official profile page as her entire body gets jolted to the side, half-spinning and her head flying off first, but miraculously, she manages to steady herself in the coming seconds! BUT HERE COMES EMMA, nostrils flaring and looking for payback! Justice is forced to weather the abuse in the remaining seconds, backing away and locking her arms over her head, but Emma KEEPS WANTING TUMMY, bullying the taller actress back against the ropes using her body before whacking away at her toned waistline with short, snappy hooks that dig into flesh. Bell rings and what began as another wide round for the challenger has turned into another but!

ROUND 6:
More brawling action throughout the sixth, with neither fighter giving the other a break… Emma’s starting to slow down from all that chasing but that doesn’t mean she’s leaving herself open either. She handles Justice’s early pressure with poise, keeping her guard fluid and blocking most of the taller girl’s shots, with Justice herself busy testing her guard and not paying attention to her own defense… till it’s too late. Roberts gleefully countering her assault punch for punch, either blocking or absorbing her attacks before jamming that right hand straight into the middle of her paunch, packing leather into flesh and not bothering to understand why her foe is continuously leaving herself open. A third such whudd to the stomach proves too much, and Justice lets out a throaty shout of pain before her body quits and bends itself over at the waist. She barely manages to block a follow-up swing from Roberts, which was aimed at her face, before the bell rings. As long as the champ remains calm and strategic, it seems to be paying off!

ROUND 7:
Justice watches slowly as her initial lead slowly fades away. She knows she needs to do more to break through Emma’s defenses, and those early successes lacked the power and bullheadedness for her to capitalize on. First minute and she’s taking unwanted body shots once more, Emma packing in leather into the sides of her obliques, then going up high to try and take a final swipe across her jawline. But not just yet… Justice’s head and upper torso getting rocked and tossed about, but that guard of hers is still tight and holding. And slowly, she even begins to fight back: a sudden throwing of that right fist sails through the arms and jams itself into Emma’s face, knocking her head backwards in shock. And before the champ can recover and take another swing, more lefts and rights make landfall, repeatedly slamming into her nose to draw sudden blood! OUCH! Things taking a sudden turn for the worst as Emma now looks as though she’s seeing stars, growls and throws a hail mary right overhand to turn the tide, but Justice SLIPS under it and comes right back with a follow-through uppercut that CUTS THROUGH THE NOISE -- WHAMOO! Roberts goes REELING back, looking dazed and dazzled! It’s looking like a repeat of their last encounter, folks, with the Dollhouse champ hitting the ropes on her way DOWN to the canvas! It’s the first KNOCKDOWN in this championship match!

Justice breathing steadily by the ropes, wearing a worn smile as she parades her way back to the neutral corner, her arms up in the air but wincing slightly at the small bruises already forming all over her form. But of course, the champ is in a different world of hurt, scrambling to get back up by the ropes, arms outstretched and trying to cinch the ropes to support her ascent. Her face is a twisted mixture of rageful determination, this being the very LAST place she wanted to find herself in tonight. The referee’s count is slowly rising, but that determination swelling within Roberts must count for something, as she manages to pull herself up to her shaky feet and beat the count by 8.

Bell rings again and the final minute sees Justice trying to finish her off, now playing the all-in, heck-if-she-cares aggressor. She’s KO’ed the champ once before, and now she’s got her once more in her sights, with the title belt for her to clinch. But her swings and punches are still lacking in power, and Emma simply weathers the assault with her back against the ropes, despite several tough exhalations of air whenever Justice gets full access to that pale tummy, and helps herself to several helpings of lefts and rights sent into the trembling flesh.

ROUND 8:
Roberts has an uphill battle if she wants to prove to all the naysayers she’s not just another pretty face. And by god, she’s worked HARD to attain this recent accolade, and her stablemates and all other rivals will never make her forget this debacle if she happens to lose the title in her very first defense. Justice marches in as the aggressor again, eager to finish the champion off and humiliate her in record fashion, but she, too, is moving a lot slower, those punches thrown in without that same speed like in the first few rounds. Her arms are more sluggish here, and she can’t score fast or hard enough before Emma throws up her own weary arms to block. In the second half, however, Emma comes back from the dead, slowly beating her way back into contention of this round with several haymakers suddenly thrown inwards without warning. She’s waiting for Justice to throw another combo before suddenly striking back with one heck of a beaut of a right hand, her leather glove CRUNCHING into Justice’s lower jaw and nostrils, at times throwing her backwards and off-balance, making her eyes water. This comes at the expense of Emma taking fire to her own face and body, but in her mind, they’re necessary sacrifices for delivering more punishment on aggregate. Bell rings and this fight is still anyone’s game!

ROUND 9:
Justice sporting a nosebleed of her own in between rounds, her head turned upwards as the rest of her team desperately try to stem it with ice packs and wet towels. Sure, she might have won their last encounter in the ring, but even that fight didn’t go all the way to nine rounds, did it? Both fighters have to dig deep here and push past the finish line - just a question of who wants it more! Bell rings and here they come, danger lurking behind dangerous gazes. Roberts pounding her gloves together before throwing herself forward, testing the challenger’s reflexes with several lunges at her head followed by stiffer thumps to her aching abs. Justice tries to remain light footed and nimble, but her limbs are like lead, and she scoots away or raises her guard just a few microseconds too late each time, allowing the champ’s punches to snag her clean to the face or body. She throws the occasional flurry back but Emma either shrugs it off or blocks it, before the Doll roars at her once more with an adrenaline-fueled shout, Roberts slowly pushing her challenger to the crown back, her punches gaining strength as they begin to rock and awe the taller girl, another hook crashing in from the side and earning a jolt of Justice’s body in half, making her stumble to one side, with Justice looking paralyzed and wondering how she’s gonna turn this tide about! Roberts KEEPS on her still, targeting the head and putting in even MORE power behind those swings now, another one-two double-hook combo THROWING her off-balance with a shout of truimph, before that jawline is SHUT immediately by a follow-up BLAST to the base of the chin!! OUCH!! Justice’s head goes flying, with the rest of her body following suit! She’s in trouble, folks, as Emma POURS in the abuse in these final seconds, chugging away at her torso but also making sure the poor girl stays docile ON HER WAY DOWN when she finally COLLAPSES to the canvas! Victoria hits the ground on her side and groans out loud, barely turning herself over, her body still jerking uncontrollably by the combined abuse, and the referee’s count is all but a mere formality thereafter! He reaches the final count of 10 and WAVES the rest of this fight off! It’s all OVER!

Official Result: Emma Roberts defeats Victoria Justice via KO9! Emma Roberts is STILL the Flyweight champion!

AFTER:
Roberts takes her vengeance by KO!! And a well-deserved one at that! The panting Ice Queen wastes no time, letting out a tired but sadistic looking grin before stumbling over to Victoria’s laid-out form and driving one of her boots down into her chest! Justice lets out another tired grunt but she’s powerless to stop the champ from having her celebratory win overhead, her own limbs and body glued to the canvas as though the very weight of the world has turned upon her.

Emma continues to pose for the cameras, mocking her former challenger occasionally with a cutting hiss and spittle flying from above, but Justice is just too out of it down below, her eyelids merely fluttering up at the stadium lights and her only physical response is yet another grunt whenever Roberts leans her body weight a little too much onto her prone, spreadeagled form.

Later, once the Doll has had her fun (and after realizing that no amount of teasing and jeering is going to rouse the broken Justice), she circles the rest of the ring, waving and blowing kisses to her cheering fans.

On her way out, Roberts has some choice words for any future challenger.

“Poor, pathetic Victoria is only the beginning. I’m only warming up. I’m going to RUIN every single whore that dares covet my gorgeous championship belt....On my way to the longest freaking title reign in FCBA history. DO NOT f*ck with me, ladies.” Thus spoke the Ice Queen, Flyweight Champion of the FCBA, before chuckling cockily to herself and disappearing behind the curtains.