Post by Lookout! Boxing on Mar 1, 2017 10:19:43 GMT -6
Lily Collins versus Emma Watson
(Words: Caspian / Results: Lookout!)
Lily:
(27, 5’6, 4:0 FCBA, VIXENs)
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Emma:
(26, 5’6, 10:14 FCBA, Sisters-in-Arms)
Before: The show of contempt given to both parties is palpable - both British girls clearly do not like one another, facing off as only British rivals do best: with great wit and verbal jabs.
“Emma, dear, would you say you’ve had a successful career over this side of the Atlantic?” Lily opins, her voice dripping with sweet poison. “Last I looked, you got knocked out by Sophia Bush, Victoria Justice, Vanessa Hudgens--” Lily continues in this fashion, counting off the American opponents that got the better of Watson with one too many of her fingers.
“My my, Lily, I didn’t know you could count past three,” Emma interrupts and defends herself: “If I recall correctly, I also beat Megan Fox and Jennette McCurdy… and oh! let’s not forget, dearie, Ms Cheryl Cole, another Brit like you who thought she could take me on.”
Both girls smiling too sweetly as they meet in the center of the stage. Lily Collins in a black bikini, green gloves, her black hair tied up in a bun above her head. Emma Watson looking queenly in a royal blue bikini, white gloves, her blonde hair flowing in a tight ponytail behind. We’re set for 10 rounds in the Flyweight division as the British stars take over the ring for this one.
Round 1: Flyweights flying at each other at the bell - no more words being thrown now, only fists to back them up. Lily and Emma go toe-to-toe with girly squeals as they trade leather into each other’s chest and body. Emma bending over with a ARFGGHH as a stiff shot slams early into the middle of her gut. Lily grinning, slapping Watson’s face left and right with follow-up scrubbing. Emma retreating back step-by-step, brings her guard high now but Lily relentlessly on her, plugging right hands under elbows and slamming right onto belly button. Emma needs to do something quick to avoid a first round knockout! British darling does exactly that by whapping her left hand short and straight into Collins’ face, playing her nose like a game of whack-a-mole. Collins now stunned, stopped in tracks - she can’t leave her face so widely open even though she’s thoroughly enjoying plundering Emma’s midsection. Thankfully, bell rings to end the brisk action of round one. Both girls again shooting daggers at each other before retreating to corners.
Round 2: Collins eyes her handiwork on Emma’s body at the bell, grins at the red welts already showing on her skin. Seems like Collins determined to finish the job as she rushes in early, catching Emma with more jabs to the body. Watson gurgling as the fists land, the teen starlet seeking to protect her head with more priority and decides to exploit Collins’ unhealthy obsession with her body. Collins again coming in with a left-right jab-jab, sees Emma’s counter-right hook coming at her but it slams harmlessly off her raised left arm in nick of time. Lily grins at the amateur’s attempt to derail her… doesn’t see Emma’s follow-up left that was just seconds behind her right. Too late for Collins as hook flattens cheek and contorts her face to the side!! Crowd hollers as the punch connects beautifully, sending Lily sprawling to the side into the ropes, where Watson wastes no time in digging left and right into Collins’ paunch with look of sweet revenge. Round ends and Emma smiles with faked innocence at Lily’s pained expression. “Why Lily dear, I think you’re slowing down!” to which Collins simply lets out a growl and lunges at her rival, but is stopped by the referee who steps in between. Emma lets out a laugh as she saunters back to her corner.
Round 3: Cautious round for both girls as they abandon the reckless offense of the previous rounds. Lily and Emma now trading jabs from further away distance, showing off their technical skills with plenty of dodges and weaving. Emma bobbing to the side to avoid one such straight hand from Lily, plans to flatten Collins’ face with another left hook to her face that served her well previously, but it misses wide! Lily weaving back just in time as Emma’s fists sails an inch in front of her nose. Collins already swinging her left hand up in response to the response: fist CRACKS into Watson’s chin! Emma screws her eyes shut as head snapped to the left and then the right, as Lily continues her assault on her chin. Watson is saved by the ropes - sort of - she brings her guard back up but eats another drumming of Lily’s fists on her navel. Watson surging forward and clinches, trying to wrestle and deny her rival more targets. Collins lets out throaty growl in her opponent’s ear: “AREN’T YOU STAYING FOR TEA, DEAR EMMA??” chopping her fists into the blonde’s sides. Watson however absorbs the blows with great resilience - referee has to pull Lily off at the bell, but the Harry Potter star still has the good sense to bring her guard up in anticipation of Lily’s dirty tricks. And true enough, Collins blasts a right hand in frustration right after the separation, hoping to catch the blonde off-guard, but it harmlessly slams into Emma’s forearms. Collins receives warning from referee as she’s herded back to corner. Though judges award her the round, something tells me Collins was hoping to put Emma away much sooner than later by this time.
Round 4: Another defensive play by both starlets as they come in close to jab at heads and bodies then move away to avoid the big guns. Collins trying to play mind games with her opponent, throws some feints at Emma’s head then snaps her gloves into Watson’s undercarriage, drawing groans from the blonde. Watson finally decides she’s had enough, absorbs the tummy torture and surprises Lily by charging forward and hooking her face to the side with a lucky shot. Collins far from injured though, comes back with a left hook of her own, but Emma’s ready, blocks and deflects, throwing Collins off-balance, then jams her left hand up and into Lily’s body and chest with shockingly reckless abandon. Collins going guuhh gruuuhhh GAAUUDHH as Watson gut-checks her. Bent over and groaning, now Lily’s turn to grapple forward, the brunette’s lips still spitting venom as she sort of spears her shoulder into Watson’s midsection and shoves her crashing into the ring ropes, Watson almost folded in half as wind knocked from her chest. Referee shrugs as the move is over before he can say anything, but Emma’s vulnerable position now allows Lily to snap her fists up into Watson’s chin in damning retaliation. British starlet tries to find her guard but she’s wide open down the middle, body jackknifed upwards with blow after blow to the chin! Finally, last blow snaps head all the way back… Emma screws her eyes shut and spit flying as she crashes face-first down to the canvas!! “THERE’S YOUR BISCUITS, B*TCH!!” Lily roars down at her foe as she’s herded back to neutral corner and referee begins his count.
3...4… Watson definitely still alive, slowly but surely making it back to her knees. Onlookers amazed at seeing a victim of a train wreck come back to life from that beating she took. She groans as she straightens up, trying to shake the pain from her head.
5...6… Emma gallantly takes one knee, then the other, not even using the ropes for support. She rubs her jaw with a glove whilst Collins’ celebratory mood in the corner slowly turning sour.
7...8… Emma gets back up to both feet! Arms raised in front of her face and eyes re-focusing on task. Collins looks ready to charge, but the referee rings the bell after checking on Emma, spelling the end of that round. Again, Lily looks ready to explode but can’t - it’s twice now she had the chance to take her opponent out but couldn’t.
Round 5: By god - Lily still intent on trying her luck this round - she rushes straight at her fellow Brit at the bell and fires straight crosses, but Emma’s mind clear enough to absorb them with her guard. Lily cursing in frustration as she can’t get through, resolves again to belly torment with frequent jabbing. Watson clearly playing it safe this round, wants and needs to protect her head from further abuse, shoots back defensive jabs that take Collins by surprise throughout the round. Seems like both girls still have a ways to go before claiming victory. Round ends and Collins letting out a deep-throated, “F****CK!” to no-one in particular as she fails to put away her foe yet again. A small smile on Emma’s lips now creeping back, knowing she’s still in this fight and appreciating any chance to trip up her opponent.
Round 6: Lily doesn’t realise her anger issues are sapping her of her strength and mental focus as much as her physical exertion. Sweat-gleamed body now having more trouble chasing Emma about the ring and spectators clearly see Collins eating more jabs to her face rather than giving back any. Collins the only one who doesn’t realise this, apparently, continuing her head-hunting of Watson, but playing right into the hands of the blonde. Emma blocks another deft hook from the Vixen, decides now’s time - BLASTS A BIG LEFT HOOK into Collins’ hastily thrown up guard, staggering her cleanly to the side and drawing a yelp of surprise. Rest of the round is Emma’s show, who chases after Lily and batters her body with a vengeance, whapping fist after fist into her tummy and chest. Collins bent over at the bell, spit dribbling down from mouth onto canvas, has to be helped back to her corner.
Round 7: Collins engaging in shouting match with her trainer, Corey Saucier during mid-round. Says that she’s got this, when this pundit really thinks she doesn’t. It’s a repeat round of slaughter for the Vixen as she refuses to take her trainer’s advice, instead rushes in again and again and eats shot after shot from a steady, calm and refocused Emma Watson. The British starlet happy to let her prey come to her, abusing Collins’s cheek with another hard counter-fist that swivels her to the side and into the ropes. Collins throwing her guard up but gets tummy drummed on by Emma, who’s on her in a second. Emma grunting with exertion as she chops her right hand repeatedly into Lily’s gut, wanting to put her down for good, once and for all! Collins certainly looks like she can’t take much more abuse, probably regretting going after her opponent’s body now that hard justice being served to her instead. Final WHACK to the tummy forces her gumshield out of mouth - Collins lets out a low huuuugggghhh as she cradles her midsection and slides down to her knees! KNOCKDOWN EMMA WATSON in the third minute!! Emma soaking up the crowd’s approval with one raised hand, walking around Lily’s coughing body then heading back to neutral corner.
Referee counting 3...4… Collins gritting her teeth, ignoring her splattered mouth-guard to her side and immediately reaching for the ropes.
5...6… Resilience on display as Collins tests her body-strength, pulling herself up by the top rope and straightening her battered body up in small increments.
7...8… Collins makes it back to both feet, though body’s still bunched up and over the ropes, one hand still supporting her tummy.
Referee again checks on her to see if she can continue. Emma bouncing on her toes, ready to go, but the bell rings almost immediately after he gives consent. Seems like Emma will have to contend with another round to put her foe away. Collins certainly appreciating the extra time, limping back her corner in disarray.
Round 8: Audience can't believe it’s round eight and exhausted look on girls’ faces tells the same story. Watson eager to put her fellow Brit away, coming in hard and fast with jab-jab to head, then crashing big right hand straight into Lily’s guard, intending to smash her face in. Lily in trouble yet again as she’s beaten back to her own corner, but light bulb seems to flicker on as she suddenly pushes back and suddenly it becomes an all-out brawl - surely a sight to behold as ladies stuff rights and lefts into each other, taking turns to dish out abuse. Lily gurgling as glove smashes into her nose, her corner definitely worriedly when a trickle of blood flows from one of her nostrils, but the Vixen fires back with a right cross in equal defiance and rage, jamming fist into Emma’s delicate lips. Now Emma lets out a dull groan as her face disappears for a second, then the blonde staggers back in disarray to turnbuckle. Lily lets out a shout of triumph as she follows her with more punches to hastily raised arms. Emma finds herself trapped in corner and defending against barrage of fists. With another low growl, Collins stacks her up neatly with a left-right to the chest - Emma squeals URRRRK, covers up her breasts. Lily further up to no good when she positions herself to her side, one hand tugging sharply back on Emma’s ponytail, drawing another shout of surprise, but soon silenced by her other hand mashing into Emma’s bikini bottoms, spanking her repeatedly below the belt with certainly illegal blows! Emma gurgling as fabric of her panties just bunched up by Collins’ merciless fists - referee finally jumps in at uproar of protests from Watson’s corner, pulling Lily off but inadvertently also tugging Emma along with her, Collins refusing to let go of blonde hair. Emma recovers from the lull in action, now has a face full of rage, shedding her nice girl persona by chopping revenge-blows up into a disorientated Collins’ face and tummy, catching her when she’s unable to fight back due to referee’s tangling of her arms and her waist. The girls wrestle in a splay of flying arms and legs, but Emma now succeeding in shoving Lily back to turnbuckle and pinning her there instead, then amming her right hand up into Lily’s navel, folding her foe in half whilst yelling in her face, “You little f*cking wanker!!” Referee finally uses his own body to come in between both girls, separating the wildcats, but not before loud protests from Emma’s corner as officials decide to punish Lily for her behavior by deducting points, but Collins looks like she doesn't give a f*ck anyways, wide grin on her face as she watches Emma fume back to corner.
Round 9 folks, and one thing Collins certainly has done is bring out wilder and meaner Emma Watson. The former Harry Potter star growling discontent as she pounds on her opponent for her mischief. Lily now getting shocked by big hooks aimed at her head, squealing as she tries to get out of range and pull another fast one. She gets her opportunity by repeatedly mashing her fists into Emma’s rack, the sensitive area stopping Watson in her tracks multiple times but also pissing her off even further. Collins’ grin wiped clean when Emma steps in and burrows a right hook into her face in response. Lily shocked as her eyes wide, then dim, rolling upwards - could this be it, folks? Emma presses the attack, herding Collins back into the corner yet again with lefts and rights to the gut, but instead of going for knockout blow, Watson has vengeance in mind on Collins’ rack instead! The brunette now choking as Emma slams alternate fists into her breasts. Lily clinching forward in desperation, but Emma shoving her back, suddenly climbing onto the second rope and starts raining punches down on Lily’s forehead! Roar of protest from Collins’ corner this time as Emma behaving like it’s a bloody wrestling match! Collins perhaps too shocked by her foe’s tummy pressed deeply into her cheek, her neck choked and pushed back and Emma just slamming her other glove down into her face from up top. Referee once again has difficult job of prying Ms Watson off her perch and herding her back to corner. Finally freed, Collins’ head rolls to the side, body slumping down in corner. VIX officials likewise demanding points to be deducted for Ms Watson’s brawly antics, to which Emma devilishly grins - no regret for using Lily’s dirty tactics back on her one bit.
It’s round 10 and it’s a damn miracle that both girls can still get off their stools and make right for one another, look of pure hatred now refined over the last nine rounds culminating in this last opportunity to put each other away, and both girls know it. They waste no time with pleasantries and get right to big right and left hands, Emma drumming her fist on Lily’s face but the brunette counters with a left straight and then a right across the cheek in retaliation, both unwilling to give an inch of ground. Lily still looking for revenge it seems, stunning the blonde with a snap uppercut to the chin and that wibbles Emma, but chooses to plunder her breadbasket and rack further with lightning fists left-right-left-right-left. Emma groaning, bent over, clinching in, and Lily has audacity to hiss into her rival’s ear, “You’re done, Emms! Time to put on the kettle and-- HGGGNNNHH” Emma not letting her finish, jamming her right hand straight upwards to base of Lily’s chin!! Force of which sends stars into Lily’s eyes as she staggers backwards. Emma lets out a shout as she plants another one-two deep into Collins’ gut, folding her over, then winds back both fists and PLANTS them BOTH into base of Lily’s cracked chin which sends HER FLYING!! IS IT OVER FOLKS?? THE REF CERTAINLY THINKS SO: Collins not moving, head knocked out to one side on the canvas!!
Official Decision: Emma Watson defeats Lily Collins via KO10!
After: A jubilant Emma snapping back to reality as her corner rushes in to celebrate with her. Emma finally allows herself a smile as her hand is lifted up by the referee in victory, but pain soon returns as her sore body reminds her of the beating she just received. No empathy to check on Collins, she seems to decide. She can bugger off, as far as Emma’s concerned. “Collins fought dirty today, and she *still* lost the match. I think this here proves who’s the better Brit, don't you?” Emma winks as she talks to reporters post-fight. “It’s also a warning to my American counterparts: we Brit girls mean business. Hold onto your hats and skirts, darlings.”
Lily Collins too tired and drained to comment according to her corner officials, but she looks to be in no state of mind to speak either, judging from her teary eyes and look of horror at her first ever loss in the FCBA, and to a fellow Brit, nonetheless. We certainly hope this won't be the beginning of another losing streak for the brunette, like so many of her fellow stablemates.
Regardless, this was an epic fight between two determined starlets, and it might very well be the beginning of another contentious rivalry in the future.
(Words: Caspian / Results: Lookout!)
Lily:
(27, 5’6, 4:0 FCBA, VIXENs)
Emma:
(26, 5’6, 10:14 FCBA, Sisters-in-Arms)
Before: The show of contempt given to both parties is palpable - both British girls clearly do not like one another, facing off as only British rivals do best: with great wit and verbal jabs.
“Emma, dear, would you say you’ve had a successful career over this side of the Atlantic?” Lily opins, her voice dripping with sweet poison. “Last I looked, you got knocked out by Sophia Bush, Victoria Justice, Vanessa Hudgens--” Lily continues in this fashion, counting off the American opponents that got the better of Watson with one too many of her fingers.
“My my, Lily, I didn’t know you could count past three,” Emma interrupts and defends herself: “If I recall correctly, I also beat Megan Fox and Jennette McCurdy… and oh! let’s not forget, dearie, Ms Cheryl Cole, another Brit like you who thought she could take me on.”
Both girls smiling too sweetly as they meet in the center of the stage. Lily Collins in a black bikini, green gloves, her black hair tied up in a bun above her head. Emma Watson looking queenly in a royal blue bikini, white gloves, her blonde hair flowing in a tight ponytail behind. We’re set for 10 rounds in the Flyweight division as the British stars take over the ring for this one.
Round 1: Flyweights flying at each other at the bell - no more words being thrown now, only fists to back them up. Lily and Emma go toe-to-toe with girly squeals as they trade leather into each other’s chest and body. Emma bending over with a ARFGGHH as a stiff shot slams early into the middle of her gut. Lily grinning, slapping Watson’s face left and right with follow-up scrubbing. Emma retreating back step-by-step, brings her guard high now but Lily relentlessly on her, plugging right hands under elbows and slamming right onto belly button. Emma needs to do something quick to avoid a first round knockout! British darling does exactly that by whapping her left hand short and straight into Collins’ face, playing her nose like a game of whack-a-mole. Collins now stunned, stopped in tracks - she can’t leave her face so widely open even though she’s thoroughly enjoying plundering Emma’s midsection. Thankfully, bell rings to end the brisk action of round one. Both girls again shooting daggers at each other before retreating to corners.
Round 2: Collins eyes her handiwork on Emma’s body at the bell, grins at the red welts already showing on her skin. Seems like Collins determined to finish the job as she rushes in early, catching Emma with more jabs to the body. Watson gurgling as the fists land, the teen starlet seeking to protect her head with more priority and decides to exploit Collins’ unhealthy obsession with her body. Collins again coming in with a left-right jab-jab, sees Emma’s counter-right hook coming at her but it slams harmlessly off her raised left arm in nick of time. Lily grins at the amateur’s attempt to derail her… doesn’t see Emma’s follow-up left that was just seconds behind her right. Too late for Collins as hook flattens cheek and contorts her face to the side!! Crowd hollers as the punch connects beautifully, sending Lily sprawling to the side into the ropes, where Watson wastes no time in digging left and right into Collins’ paunch with look of sweet revenge. Round ends and Emma smiles with faked innocence at Lily’s pained expression. “Why Lily dear, I think you’re slowing down!” to which Collins simply lets out a growl and lunges at her rival, but is stopped by the referee who steps in between. Emma lets out a laugh as she saunters back to her corner.
Round 3: Cautious round for both girls as they abandon the reckless offense of the previous rounds. Lily and Emma now trading jabs from further away distance, showing off their technical skills with plenty of dodges and weaving. Emma bobbing to the side to avoid one such straight hand from Lily, plans to flatten Collins’ face with another left hook to her face that served her well previously, but it misses wide! Lily weaving back just in time as Emma’s fists sails an inch in front of her nose. Collins already swinging her left hand up in response to the response: fist CRACKS into Watson’s chin! Emma screws her eyes shut as head snapped to the left and then the right, as Lily continues her assault on her chin. Watson is saved by the ropes - sort of - she brings her guard back up but eats another drumming of Lily’s fists on her navel. Watson surging forward and clinches, trying to wrestle and deny her rival more targets. Collins lets out throaty growl in her opponent’s ear: “AREN’T YOU STAYING FOR TEA, DEAR EMMA??” chopping her fists into the blonde’s sides. Watson however absorbs the blows with great resilience - referee has to pull Lily off at the bell, but the Harry Potter star still has the good sense to bring her guard up in anticipation of Lily’s dirty tricks. And true enough, Collins blasts a right hand in frustration right after the separation, hoping to catch the blonde off-guard, but it harmlessly slams into Emma’s forearms. Collins receives warning from referee as she’s herded back to corner. Though judges award her the round, something tells me Collins was hoping to put Emma away much sooner than later by this time.
Round 4: Another defensive play by both starlets as they come in close to jab at heads and bodies then move away to avoid the big guns. Collins trying to play mind games with her opponent, throws some feints at Emma’s head then snaps her gloves into Watson’s undercarriage, drawing groans from the blonde. Watson finally decides she’s had enough, absorbs the tummy torture and surprises Lily by charging forward and hooking her face to the side with a lucky shot. Collins far from injured though, comes back with a left hook of her own, but Emma’s ready, blocks and deflects, throwing Collins off-balance, then jams her left hand up and into Lily’s body and chest with shockingly reckless abandon. Collins going guuhh gruuuhhh GAAUUDHH as Watson gut-checks her. Bent over and groaning, now Lily’s turn to grapple forward, the brunette’s lips still spitting venom as she sort of spears her shoulder into Watson’s midsection and shoves her crashing into the ring ropes, Watson almost folded in half as wind knocked from her chest. Referee shrugs as the move is over before he can say anything, but Emma’s vulnerable position now allows Lily to snap her fists up into Watson’s chin in damning retaliation. British starlet tries to find her guard but she’s wide open down the middle, body jackknifed upwards with blow after blow to the chin! Finally, last blow snaps head all the way back… Emma screws her eyes shut and spit flying as she crashes face-first down to the canvas!! “THERE’S YOUR BISCUITS, B*TCH!!” Lily roars down at her foe as she’s herded back to neutral corner and referee begins his count.
3...4… Watson definitely still alive, slowly but surely making it back to her knees. Onlookers amazed at seeing a victim of a train wreck come back to life from that beating she took. She groans as she straightens up, trying to shake the pain from her head.
5...6… Emma gallantly takes one knee, then the other, not even using the ropes for support. She rubs her jaw with a glove whilst Collins’ celebratory mood in the corner slowly turning sour.
7...8… Emma gets back up to both feet! Arms raised in front of her face and eyes re-focusing on task. Collins looks ready to charge, but the referee rings the bell after checking on Emma, spelling the end of that round. Again, Lily looks ready to explode but can’t - it’s twice now she had the chance to take her opponent out but couldn’t.
Round 5: By god - Lily still intent on trying her luck this round - she rushes straight at her fellow Brit at the bell and fires straight crosses, but Emma’s mind clear enough to absorb them with her guard. Lily cursing in frustration as she can’t get through, resolves again to belly torment with frequent jabbing. Watson clearly playing it safe this round, wants and needs to protect her head from further abuse, shoots back defensive jabs that take Collins by surprise throughout the round. Seems like both girls still have a ways to go before claiming victory. Round ends and Collins letting out a deep-throated, “F****CK!” to no-one in particular as she fails to put away her foe yet again. A small smile on Emma’s lips now creeping back, knowing she’s still in this fight and appreciating any chance to trip up her opponent.
Round 6: Lily doesn’t realise her anger issues are sapping her of her strength and mental focus as much as her physical exertion. Sweat-gleamed body now having more trouble chasing Emma about the ring and spectators clearly see Collins eating more jabs to her face rather than giving back any. Collins the only one who doesn’t realise this, apparently, continuing her head-hunting of Watson, but playing right into the hands of the blonde. Emma blocks another deft hook from the Vixen, decides now’s time - BLASTS A BIG LEFT HOOK into Collins’ hastily thrown up guard, staggering her cleanly to the side and drawing a yelp of surprise. Rest of the round is Emma’s show, who chases after Lily and batters her body with a vengeance, whapping fist after fist into her tummy and chest. Collins bent over at the bell, spit dribbling down from mouth onto canvas, has to be helped back to her corner.
Round 7: Collins engaging in shouting match with her trainer, Corey Saucier during mid-round. Says that she’s got this, when this pundit really thinks she doesn’t. It’s a repeat round of slaughter for the Vixen as she refuses to take her trainer’s advice, instead rushes in again and again and eats shot after shot from a steady, calm and refocused Emma Watson. The British starlet happy to let her prey come to her, abusing Collins’s cheek with another hard counter-fist that swivels her to the side and into the ropes. Collins throwing her guard up but gets tummy drummed on by Emma, who’s on her in a second. Emma grunting with exertion as she chops her right hand repeatedly into Lily’s gut, wanting to put her down for good, once and for all! Collins certainly looks like she can’t take much more abuse, probably regretting going after her opponent’s body now that hard justice being served to her instead. Final WHACK to the tummy forces her gumshield out of mouth - Collins lets out a low huuuugggghhh as she cradles her midsection and slides down to her knees! KNOCKDOWN EMMA WATSON in the third minute!! Emma soaking up the crowd’s approval with one raised hand, walking around Lily’s coughing body then heading back to neutral corner.
Referee counting 3...4… Collins gritting her teeth, ignoring her splattered mouth-guard to her side and immediately reaching for the ropes.
5...6… Resilience on display as Collins tests her body-strength, pulling herself up by the top rope and straightening her battered body up in small increments.
7...8… Collins makes it back to both feet, though body’s still bunched up and over the ropes, one hand still supporting her tummy.
Referee again checks on her to see if she can continue. Emma bouncing on her toes, ready to go, but the bell rings almost immediately after he gives consent. Seems like Emma will have to contend with another round to put her foe away. Collins certainly appreciating the extra time, limping back her corner in disarray.
Round 8: Audience can't believe it’s round eight and exhausted look on girls’ faces tells the same story. Watson eager to put her fellow Brit away, coming in hard and fast with jab-jab to head, then crashing big right hand straight into Lily’s guard, intending to smash her face in. Lily in trouble yet again as she’s beaten back to her own corner, but light bulb seems to flicker on as she suddenly pushes back and suddenly it becomes an all-out brawl - surely a sight to behold as ladies stuff rights and lefts into each other, taking turns to dish out abuse. Lily gurgling as glove smashes into her nose, her corner definitely worriedly when a trickle of blood flows from one of her nostrils, but the Vixen fires back with a right cross in equal defiance and rage, jamming fist into Emma’s delicate lips. Now Emma lets out a dull groan as her face disappears for a second, then the blonde staggers back in disarray to turnbuckle. Lily lets out a shout of triumph as she follows her with more punches to hastily raised arms. Emma finds herself trapped in corner and defending against barrage of fists. With another low growl, Collins stacks her up neatly with a left-right to the chest - Emma squeals URRRRK, covers up her breasts. Lily further up to no good when she positions herself to her side, one hand tugging sharply back on Emma’s ponytail, drawing another shout of surprise, but soon silenced by her other hand mashing into Emma’s bikini bottoms, spanking her repeatedly below the belt with certainly illegal blows! Emma gurgling as fabric of her panties just bunched up by Collins’ merciless fists - referee finally jumps in at uproar of protests from Watson’s corner, pulling Lily off but inadvertently also tugging Emma along with her, Collins refusing to let go of blonde hair. Emma recovers from the lull in action, now has a face full of rage, shedding her nice girl persona by chopping revenge-blows up into a disorientated Collins’ face and tummy, catching her when she’s unable to fight back due to referee’s tangling of her arms and her waist. The girls wrestle in a splay of flying arms and legs, but Emma now succeeding in shoving Lily back to turnbuckle and pinning her there instead, then amming her right hand up into Lily’s navel, folding her foe in half whilst yelling in her face, “You little f*cking wanker!!” Referee finally uses his own body to come in between both girls, separating the wildcats, but not before loud protests from Emma’s corner as officials decide to punish Lily for her behavior by deducting points, but Collins looks like she doesn't give a f*ck anyways, wide grin on her face as she watches Emma fume back to corner.
Round 9 folks, and one thing Collins certainly has done is bring out wilder and meaner Emma Watson. The former Harry Potter star growling discontent as she pounds on her opponent for her mischief. Lily now getting shocked by big hooks aimed at her head, squealing as she tries to get out of range and pull another fast one. She gets her opportunity by repeatedly mashing her fists into Emma’s rack, the sensitive area stopping Watson in her tracks multiple times but also pissing her off even further. Collins’ grin wiped clean when Emma steps in and burrows a right hook into her face in response. Lily shocked as her eyes wide, then dim, rolling upwards - could this be it, folks? Emma presses the attack, herding Collins back into the corner yet again with lefts and rights to the gut, but instead of going for knockout blow, Watson has vengeance in mind on Collins’ rack instead! The brunette now choking as Emma slams alternate fists into her breasts. Lily clinching forward in desperation, but Emma shoving her back, suddenly climbing onto the second rope and starts raining punches down on Lily’s forehead! Roar of protest from Collins’ corner this time as Emma behaving like it’s a bloody wrestling match! Collins perhaps too shocked by her foe’s tummy pressed deeply into her cheek, her neck choked and pushed back and Emma just slamming her other glove down into her face from up top. Referee once again has difficult job of prying Ms Watson off her perch and herding her back to corner. Finally freed, Collins’ head rolls to the side, body slumping down in corner. VIX officials likewise demanding points to be deducted for Ms Watson’s brawly antics, to which Emma devilishly grins - no regret for using Lily’s dirty tactics back on her one bit.
It’s round 10 and it’s a damn miracle that both girls can still get off their stools and make right for one another, look of pure hatred now refined over the last nine rounds culminating in this last opportunity to put each other away, and both girls know it. They waste no time with pleasantries and get right to big right and left hands, Emma drumming her fist on Lily’s face but the brunette counters with a left straight and then a right across the cheek in retaliation, both unwilling to give an inch of ground. Lily still looking for revenge it seems, stunning the blonde with a snap uppercut to the chin and that wibbles Emma, but chooses to plunder her breadbasket and rack further with lightning fists left-right-left-right-left. Emma groaning, bent over, clinching in, and Lily has audacity to hiss into her rival’s ear, “You’re done, Emms! Time to put on the kettle and-- HGGGNNNHH” Emma not letting her finish, jamming her right hand straight upwards to base of Lily’s chin!! Force of which sends stars into Lily’s eyes as she staggers backwards. Emma lets out a shout as she plants another one-two deep into Collins’ gut, folding her over, then winds back both fists and PLANTS them BOTH into base of Lily’s cracked chin which sends HER FLYING!! IS IT OVER FOLKS?? THE REF CERTAINLY THINKS SO: Collins not moving, head knocked out to one side on the canvas!!
Official Decision: Emma Watson defeats Lily Collins via KO10!
After: A jubilant Emma snapping back to reality as her corner rushes in to celebrate with her. Emma finally allows herself a smile as her hand is lifted up by the referee in victory, but pain soon returns as her sore body reminds her of the beating she just received. No empathy to check on Collins, she seems to decide. She can bugger off, as far as Emma’s concerned. “Collins fought dirty today, and she *still* lost the match. I think this here proves who’s the better Brit, don't you?” Emma winks as she talks to reporters post-fight. “It’s also a warning to my American counterparts: we Brit girls mean business. Hold onto your hats and skirts, darlings.”
Lily Collins too tired and drained to comment according to her corner officials, but she looks to be in no state of mind to speak either, judging from her teary eyes and look of horror at her first ever loss in the FCBA, and to a fellow Brit, nonetheless. We certainly hope this won't be the beginning of another losing streak for the brunette, like so many of her fellow stablemates.
Regardless, this was an epic fight between two determined starlets, and it might very well be the beginning of another contentious rivalry in the future.
