Natalie Portman vs Lily Collins (Flyweight Title)

Natalie:
(39, 5’3, 87:50:2, HISC)


Lily:
(31, 5’5, 112, 32:11 FCBA, VIXENs)


BEFORE:
This might it, fellas! Lily Collins faces off against the Flyweight champion, Natalie Portman, for her coveted title straps. Collins of course having had previous forays for the belt in the past, first against Michelle Williams back in 2019, then again against stablemate Emma Watson at the tail end of the same year, always coming up short. And who can forget her previous attempts at clinching the AMD and Fittest Flyweight titles against top girls like Olivia Holt and Vanessa Hudgens, respectively?

It seems the Vixen is destined to never hold the belt above her head. However, to hear her tell her own story, Collins has a very different viewpoint:

“It’s just a scam, isn’t it?” Lily says from the press table, her long dark hair falling straight down both sides of her face. “Girls like Portman, Williams and Hudgens have all held the titles for the longest time. They never give girls like me a chance because they KNOW they’re gonna get wrecked if they do. Case in point: I beat up Natalie so badly the last time we were in the ring together, she had to be saved by the referee in the sixth round. And now, the only reason she’s champion again is little Olivia Holt was too weak to hold onto the belt.”

“Is that why you were kissing her tummy at the end of the fight, Lily?” Portman interjects from the other end of the table, and the entire room erupts in laughter. Natalie continues before Lily can interrupt, though judging by that red face, Collins herself is still finding the words to forget that memory. “You might have beaten me before, Lily, but I know all about your losses to Holt, Hudgens and yes, even dear Emma. Face it - you can’t keep up with the rest of us in the big leagues. And let’s address the elephant in the room: I know I ain’t getting any younger. But that means I plan on holding onto this belt as long as I f*cking can. And losing to some nobody like you tonight is simply out of the question.”

Tense atmosphere at the official staredown as both girls come face-to-face, Portman with that confident smirk as she challenges Collins to do something in response to her earlier comments. Lily can be seen controlling herself to the utmost, however, her pale face still flushed red at the thought of her own lips on enemy tummy by the end of tonight.

“I’m gonna make you eat your words,” Collins heard hissing back to the champ’s insults caught on a hot mic.

“I’d like to see you try,” Portman responds coolly, before both women are separated by the ring officials before they can escalate the hostilities further.

24 hours later, champion and challenger are facing off at opposite sides of the ring. Like we said - both women know time is of the essence here: this very well might be Portman’s last title run if the fates of her compatriots have been any indication in recent months. Similarly for Collins, how many title shots can a girl try, take and fail before she’s deemed unworthy for the rest of her career?

Only one way to find out. Collins dressed in a off-white bikini, cloth wrapped tight around her chest and another curly layer of cotton briefs for bottoms. She’s pacing in her corner anxiously as she dons red gloves. Portman going for traditional grey sports bra and black boxing trunks. She’s wearing mustard gloves for this contest. Referee sounds the bell and HERE we go with ten rounds of Flyweight action! This here’s for the Unified Flyweight champion of the world!

ROUND 1:
Lily on the prowl, taking this latest title shot cautiously as possible as she circles the champ and doesn’t rush into things. Ladies poke and paw at each other from afar for the first minute, neither girl willing to commit this early in the fight but Lily clearly moving a whole lot more on her own feet, with Portman relatively centered towards one corner of the ring and playing the defensive game very well indeed as she blocks and absorbs blows. Collins’ persistence pays off, however, as she batters the champ’s guard with more than plenty of jabs, some sporadic straight hands roaring in to graze the cheek on tummy, with Natalie’s corner shouting out instructions at her back for their girl to get herself moving as well. End result is by the time Portman gears up into action of her own, Lily’s already scooting away like a hit-and-run accident, smirking to herself and at the champ in her rear mirror as she takes the first round wide.

ROUND 2:
Portman ain’t making the same mistake twice, however, this next round plowing straight into Collins every chance she gets, batting hard at the challenger’s arms and body whenever Collins is in range. Concern for Collins mounts as she gets hammered from side-to-side by the champ’s power and energy, almost thrown into the ropes when a hook slams into the side of her head. Collins has no choice but to fall back on her footwork, moves backwards and sideways constantly to avoid the oncoming freight train that is a vengeful and determined champion. Definitely a good comeback round for Natalie, who storms into the middle of the ring and regains ground, doing a whole lot of work for only a couple of stray jabs taken in turn from her opponent.

ROUND 3:
We all knew how grueling this fight could and will be, especially if their first encounter in the ring was any indication, when Lily managed to drop Portman twice within the span of two rounds and then hammer her back to the ropes to secure the TKO win. Portman has grown much since then, of course, going on to beat tougher, younger women and adding to an already illustrious career of her own. She keeps Lily at bay this round with frequent jab combos pecking at her head, spooking the Vixen to stay away and only occasionally jab back at her from afar. Neither girl really makes their mark this round until Natalie manages to corner Lily against the ropes for a brief moment. Suddenly, the champ flies into action, headhunting swishes as she catches Collins on the cheek with a left hand and then her chin multiple times more before the Vixen ducks away and scrambles out of range. Lily cursing her luck and carelessness as she feels the throbbing pain in the left side of her face, spending the rest of the round paying more diligence to the champion’s power.

ROUND 4:
Lily gets her revenge however in the fourth, using her smarts to weave and avoid Portman’s combos and then deliver a directed counterattack of her own back in spades: Natalie grunts as she inexplicably starts to eat pot-shots to her cheek, the wiley Vixen slipping under and around her punches and then tagging her back with quick hands to any part of the body available. So far, Natalie’s not in any danger of going down, however, but who knows what else will happen this early in the fight. Ladies clash again in the third, with Natalie growing more frustrated as another hook rattles her hard on the side of her guard, with a return hook barely missing of her own as Lily weaves back to avoid. Portman charges at her presumptive challenger, letting out a wanton roar as she hopes to trap Lily on the ropes and go to town on her in close quarters. But time is not on her side, and the champ barely gets in a couple of stuffing gloves to the tummy before the bell rings and the referee has to intervene on her party.

ROUND 5:
Natalie scores some revenge in the fifth, a couple of early hands stuffed straight into Lily’s face as the champ shows what she’s made of, using expert speed and precision to out-punch the younger challenger. Lily’s perhaps a little too overconfident, especially early on, lets those fast hands slip past her guard and as a result winces and grunts from the first couple of jabs that scour her cheek. She goes back on the defensive, hoping to control Natalie’s advance, but this time, Portman’s a little wiser, hounds the Vixen with constant pressure: jabs hunting the face from afar, finally thinking of the long game as she batters the Vixen’s arms and body at any chance she sees. Collins only slips in a lucky return punch to the chin late in the round but it ain’t nearly enough to turn the tide.

ROUND 6:
But all that comes to a screeching halt when Lily rallies all of a sudden and sends an unorthodox overhand swing that bounces off Natalie’s forehead, coming in out of nowhere as the blow rattles the HISC starlet in her tracks. Natalie was just on route to another all-out victory of a round, only to reel back in pain at this development, her body trembling for a second before she manages to right herself by the ropes. Collins pushes in regardless, sensing an upset win, and repeats the same treatment she suffered last round by driving in lefts and rights into the nose or chest, trying to pin the champ down and go to town on her like how their last encounter ended. But Portman steadies herself and regroups, deterring the bold girl with return fire late in the round that sees both ladies back where they started.

ROUND 7:
Already the seventh and something’s gotta give… so far we’ve seen an excellent attack and counter-offensive strategy from both women as they take turns showing off their technical skills. This is what boxing fans have paid to see, indeed! Collins comes in hot once more, head dipped and hands up, hoping to finish what she started… a first combo absorbed entirely by Portman’s guard, however, with Natalie moving back, showing the same signs of being dominated like before, especially when one of Lily’s follow-up left-right-left combos sinks deliciously into her abs late in the first minute. Portman however WIPES that smirk off Lily’s face with a sudden swish across, BANGIN’ that right hand clean into her cheek like she’s been waiting for the right opportunity to come along! Lily’s too shocked to register what just happened, takes another bash across her cheek before she stumbles back, wobbly! Could this be it?! It’s Portman’s turn to pour in the abuse!! The HISC darling charges at her foe, returning an overhand swing of her own that just barely catches Collins on the side of her ear but forces Lily to scramble for cover… Portman has an opportunity here to exact her vengeance as she alternates punches to the Vixen’s head, thumping into the stomach, driving her back into the ropes where she continues the punishment in the hopes of a TKO victory! Lily gets folded over multiple times with invasive gloves stuffed into her body, but somehow still manages to slip out of harm’s way, looking battered at the bell but surviving by a thread back there when the referee intervenes to stop Portman’s bloodlust! These two are heading into the final quarter indeed!

ROUND 8:
But Portman is looking more and more fatigued! That late push forward has sapped most of her energy and she barely recovers her breath in between rounds. Bell rings to start and she’s still trapped in her own corner, chest heaving and mouth wide, sucking in deep pockets of air as she puts her dukes up to brawl. Lily of course not much better, her body scarred red with evidence of abuse, but the younger woman is still driving herself forward and back into the fray, initiates the conversation as she bashes an early cross into Natalie’s waiting arms, then continues to hound the champ along the boundaries of the ropes with more headhunting lefts and rights. Portman’s not looking too good as she struggles to keep up with the pace of the action, let alone get away from her attacker - she’s in danger of getting cornered and wrecked by Lily’s barrage of punches flung at her in a stark reminder of their first fight two years ago. Collins for the most part biding her time, staying out of an all-out brawl as she’s able to nail her shots precisely and comfortably, one hand always held back to guard against possible counterattack, and the other pinning Portman to the wall with leather gloves shoved or packing into her midsection or chin. Portman surges forward in the second minute but only so she can clinch up, her arms wrapped around the Vixen’s shoulders and under the arms as she tries to control Lily’s aggression. Lily growling back in the ear, suddenly wailing on Portman’s sides but her panic leaves her vulnerable to Portman’s own close quarters shots to the side of her jaw or smack into the ribs. Referee has to separate the girls at the bell but it’s clear that Collins is the one still brimming with leftover rage, shoving Portman’s chest back, but the champ barely offering much resistance due to her exhaustion.

ROUND 9:
Two rounds left on the scorecards, however, and we’re noting that neither of these women have scored a knockdown to their name. By our count, the challenger is slightly behind in points, which explains her mad dash to the finish line in these last few rounds. All Portman has to do, of course, is to hold her ground in order to keep the judges on her side, but that’s easier said than done when dealing with an enraged wildcat. Lily rushes at her at the bell, thinking she might as well use all that remaining energy and resume her siege of the champion’s defences. This time, however, Natalie fires back to stop her advance, stunning Collins with another fist sunk into her cheek before she buries a left hand into her midsection. Lily however takes the pain and transmutes it into her own aggressive stride: immediately swings back with bravado, that dull hook sending the champ sprawling into the ropes and covering up. These ladies are really GOING at each other without remorse! Portman groans as Collins eschews the social distancing, gets in close and drills another uppercut into her body, then continues to assault her arms with hooks and devastating swings, breaking down the guard up top. Portman wilting fast, head hidden in her arms is all she can do… another clinch attempt forward is denied as Lily swivels her head to the side instead, her chin CHOPPED into the air with a well-timed uppercut swung in and upwards… and DOWN Portman goes!! Strings cut on the spot as the champ falls to her side by the ropes!! Finally we get the first KNOCKDOWN of the evening!! Could this be it?!

Lily’s too spent herself for any premature celebration, catches the top rope in her own embrace and hangs there, just waiting for the referee’s count. Meanwhile, Portman has trouble getting off her back - she’s fully conscious though as she forces herself onto her side painfully, her lips parted and chest panting hard as she tries to grab onto the bottom rope to aid her recovery. Referee doing his due diligence, hovering close by, shouting those numbers overhead as he tries to give the champ as clear a berth as possible. Portman however flounders at the count of 8, a last-ditch surge upwards to get back to her feet doesn’t materialise, as the champion DROPS back down to both knees, hanging her head on the middle rope! Referee reaches the end of the tunnel and WAVES this championship fight over to an additional ROAR from the audience!! It’s done and dusted!

Official Decision: Lily Collins defeats Natalie Portman via KO9! Lily is the NEW Unified Flyweight Champion!

AFTER:
We have a new champion, ladies and gents, as the VIX corner erupts in cheers and at least half the stadium leaps to their feet at this upset win! Lily Collins too weathered to celebrate at first, merely crumbling to her knees and burying her face in both hands at her achievement. It’s been a long journey to get here, with a legendary fighter at her mercy and not only that: finally securing the coveted Flyweight title belt - something everyone else on the earth had told her she’d never do.

Portman herself has collapsed to the canvas and rolled onto her back, covering her face with both hands as her chest rises and falls. She’s holding back tears as the HISC staff members flood her side, asking if she’s alright when they already know the answer to that question.

Lily of course starting her title reign in the worst way possible - after getting handed the belt from the referee, she’s already bellowing at her corner to hold onto it for safekeeping, or else, before quickly shedding her gloves and sauntering over to Natalie’s prone figure.

Natalie’s team scrambles for cover as Collins forces her way through, growling, “I’m done with her yet” and “She knew this lesson was coming.”

Portman still conscious as she’s hauled to her knees by her hair, fists and open palms start flying in Lily’s direction as some pockets of resistance still left in her proud frame. Portman slaps at Collins’ thighs, tries to yet knock the wind out of her with weak punches to her breadbasket, but her resistance is quickly silenced with a hard slap to her face and another knee lift that crashes up into her chin, Portman left sagging in Lily’s embrace, both arms clutching at the Vixen’s butt as Lily hisses down from above:

“Kiss my abs,” Lily orders, cold and clear.

Portman refuses, a defiant look in her eyes as her face is turned up to stare into the eyes of her conqueror.

“Have it your way…” Lily says, before forcing the former champ’s face into the depths of her lower belly, Portman struggling with resurgent clawing of thighs and skin as her air supply is cut off and the rest of her body pinned against the ropes.

But nothing else she can do as Lily bears her weight down on her from above, using the corner as leverage as she thrusts her belly into her victim’s face until Portman goes entirely limp in her arms. “You’re finished, Natalie,” Lily declares, finally relinquishing the belly smother. “I’d suggest you run along and let the next generation play in the ring.”

With that, Collins shoves Natalie off her knees and back down to her side, before the victorious Vixen struts back to her corner with both hands in the air. Lily’s reign is definitely going to be a controversial one if this is how it begins!