Isabella Gomez versus Dove Cameron

Cameron considerably more icy—she’s clearly NOT thrilled at the prospect of being “debut fodder” for the second fight in a row. “This might not be personal for her, but it is for me. I don’t know if Izzy knows this, but when Mr. Duke was putting this stable of his together, he called me. And we had some talks. Some good talks, I thought. But then, he signs… her. Was anyone really begging for Izzy Gomez to come into the FCBA. Hell, did anyone even know who the f*ck Izzy Gomez was before that press conference? Tonight, I’m gonna show Duke just how big a mistake he made signing her instead of me, one round at a time.”

Blonde out for the battle tonight in a light purple bikini top and pink trunks, with pink gloves. Lovely Latina sporting white sports bra and trunks, with white gloves.

Round 1: Dove out at the bell with purpose, fire in her eyes and fury in her fists. It’s just a pity that few of those first get through. Gomez looks content to play defense in the early going, keeping her feet moving, bobbing and weaving out of danger, using the jab to create distance—and taking advantage of the occasional opening. Might have been a mistake for Cameron to make her intentions to punish the newcomer known before the bout, as Isabella’s opening strategy seems clearly designed to let the angry blonde wear herself down, and capitalize on the openings Dove’s emotional approach present. Nothing particularly flashy for the Latina in the early going, but she still comes out the clear winner of the opening round.

Round 2: The break proves beneficial for the blonde, Cameron still coming out with aggression, but with a tighter grip on its reins. Izzy continuing to play defense, but those openings aren’t coming with anywhere near the same frequency this time around. By the middle of the round, Gomez starts to press matters a little more, resulting in landing a few shots to Dove’s belly. But near the end of the round, Cameron scores with a nasty right to the jaw that puts a quake in the Latina’s luscious legs! Izzy might wobble, but she doesn’t go down, not even after Dove lands a follow up barrage of jugg shots. As the bell sounds, it certainly looks like momentum has turned.

Round 3: “Keep faith in the game plan,” Izzy’s crew tell her. “It was working. Stay patient.” Gomez nods before heading out for round three. Cameron pounds her gloves together as she moves out of her corner with the bell. Both babes sticking with their approaches, Isabella laying back, fending off Dove’s attacks, the blonde remaining aggressive. Brunette still content to pick her shots, scoring some solid belly blows. Blonde landing with more punches here in the third than she had in the first, but not as many as in the second. It’s an awfully even round, with both women having reason to feel confident heading back to their corners, but Gomez appears to have weathered the second round storm.

Round 4: Maybe impatience rears its ugly head again. Maybe Izzy hopes to catch the blonde by surprise changing things up. Whatever the case, it doesn’t work. In fact, it goes spectacularly wrong when Dove weaves clear of a sweeping right and answers with a left that Gomez absolutely EATS, the brunette’s noggin snapped back, the lovely Latina’s legs instantly liquified. Smelling blood, Cameron follows up working the tummy with a flurry of jabs… and DOWN GOES IZZY! Gomez crashes first to her knees, then to all fours, referee immediately waving Dove back toward her corner. “Stay down, b*tch!” blonde calls out as she retreats. “If you know what’s good for you.” Apparently the brunette doesn’t, struggling back to her feet at the count of 8. Gomez spends the rest of the round almost exclusively on defense, Cameron pressing matters, still scoring some solid blows, even if she can’t land a second knockdown. As the bell sounds, a smirking Dove looks into the closest camera. “Hey, Duke,” she says, bringing a fist up to her right cheek, the glove preventing her from properly miming holding up a cell. “Call me.”

Round 5: Cameron oozing confidence at the opening bell, Izzy still looking a little woozy, nose bloodied a bit from that knockdown. But the Latina goes back to what’s been working best for her, perhaps now more out of necessity than anything else. Dove growing increasingly frustrated as the round progresses, denied time and time again from connecting with the decisive blow. Gomez pecks and pokes when she can, and when it’s safe. When the bell sounds, this round is a draw—which, following the last round, might have been the best answer Izzy could have hoped for.

Round 6: At the opening bell, Dove’s frustrations are continuing to grow. Izzy just keeps denying her openings, staying out of range when she can, and fending off the blonde’s forays when they do get closer. By mid-round, Cameron become outright antsy, eager to put the newcomer away. Then, finally, some success, and with what had worked for her early, a left to the belly buckling Gomez’s legs. She then swings a heavy right toward Izzy’s temple, but the brunette ducks, rising out and STUFFING a left uppercut into Cameron’s gut. Blonde put in full retreat, and NOW IZZY GOES AGGRESSIVE! Latina snuggling in close now, working the belly, then connecting with rack, driving Cameron back toward the ropes. Dove tries to back Gomez off with a jab, and now SHE EATS A LEFT TO THE MUSH! Cameron in full backpedal, then trips over her own two feet, tumbling backwards. CAMERON DOWN! DOVE WOUNDED! Blonde left sprawled, propped up on her elbows, trying to shake out the cobwebs. She rolls over, pushing up to all fours at the count of 8… and then dropping back to the mat as her arms and legs give way! KO6 FOR ISABELLA GOMEZ!

After: Isabella ecstatic, hopping up and down, sharing embraces with her ring crew. Finding the nearest camera, the lovely Latina uses a still gloved hand to turn the lens toward her. “What did I say? I might get knocked down, but I’m not gonna stay knocked down! Dove’s definitely better than her record. But she just wasn’t good enough tonight.” Across the ring, Cameron dejected as her losing streak carries on. She leaves the ring without a word for the press.