Hardcore Match: Annelle DeSade vs Sasha Brenshov

Match Type: Street fight ending in KO or submission accepted by aggressor

The crowd was anxious as they waited in anticipation for the match to come. The lineup was one that was causing much speculation and bet-placing among the crowd. One of the competitors, Sasha Brenshov, was already making her name as one of the toughest (if not the toughest) girl in AFW. But if Sasha was making a name as the toughest, then Annelle was definitely making a name as the cruellest. Already, she had more or less demonstrated her capacity for torture in the ring, causing three successive opponents to scream their submissions. That, and there was something...creepily unnatural about her, as though she were out of this world somehow...

The lights suddenly went out, and the song "Bela Lugosi is Dead" began to play on the speakers. The crowd shifted uneasily. They had been to enough of Annelle's matches to know what was coming next, but still...it creeped the hell out of them.

A few seconds later, the lights came back on, and Annelle was standing in the centre of the ring, tall, dark and beautiful. Her emotionless grey eyes scanned the arena, as though staring her down, and she crossed her arms as though unamused. Outside the ring stood Seraph, Annelle's valet/slave, and she held onto a large box of what the audience assumed to be weapons. The audience shuddered to think of what Annelle would use as weaponry...

Turning to face the ramp, Annelle waited patiently for her next victim to arrive...

Sasha entered the arena with the sound of firing guns and clashing sabers, mixed witgh the sound of charging horses. On the Megatrons where pictures of proud Cossacks shown as she made her way to the ring, shadowboxing and as relaxed as possible.
Sasha bretahed low and kept ehr eyes fixed on Annele.
Sasha slipped into the ring, and dropped to her trademark taunt, grabbing her denim shorts crotch with her right and showing a middlefinger at DeSade with her right.
Then she kept on wamring up for a moment.
Inside her heart was beating fast like it would try to break the cage of her ribs. This was her chance and she wanted to use it well.
then she turned at Annelle and made a short bow, raising her hands into a boxing gaurd ,leading left, waiting for the bell.
She carried two arms but not wielded them yet, wishing to get close on hands with her opponent first.
"Rrreadyiiee fuur a dance devil-giirll?" Sasha asked with her russian accent.

For a moment, Annelle simply stood there silently with her arms folded across her chest, staring coldly at Sasha. There was no emotion in those eyes, not empathy, not even any excitement. Some people in the audience thought Annelle looked bored. Others thought she looked like a hunter sizing up a nice, defensless cattle.

Slowly, a very faint smile lit up on Annelle's face. "That depends. Are you ready to sing, girl?"

Sasha just shrugged and as the bell rang she charged at Annelle, skipping off low.Sasha jumped up in a low angle.She straightened midd-air,leaning abck. Air rushed by as she came in fast.Sagsa kicked both her army boots forward hard. She went for a hard double dropkick at Annelle's chest with full force.Sahsa turned half-in. It was a rough,plain move and a hard one.

Annelle watched Sasha rush at her, a look of pure contempt crossing her face. As Sasha jumped at her, Annelle spun to the side, avoiding Sasha's running kick, and readying herself to send a vicious kick of her own into the Russian girl's neck once she landed.

Sasha had some hard landing after her dropkick had missed. With a loud thud her ass hit the mat. As she rolled forth to get up again, her knees jarring slightly from the impact, she saw a swift motion from Annelle, an attack.
Sasha tried to scoop forward but it was to late, the kick caught her between the shoulderblades and it did send her down to the mat sprawlig, face down a bit dazzed.
As her view cleared within the break of a second, Sasha tried to get up to all fours.

Annelle was smiling now. "Silly girl," she said, walking over and suddenly diving down behind Sasha, planting her fist hard into the back of the girl's neck.

Sasha felt a fist burrying into the skin of her neck, a small bolt of pain shooting up her spine a short way.Sasha turned around, clutching her neck with her left.She gritted her teeth and aimed her right hard at Annelle's crotch out of her role,venting her pain in the fast uppercut.
"Unghh..bitchh" Sasha hissed,rolling up to her knees with the blow and an ngry glarre as her neck was throbing with dull pain.

Annelle stood up the moment Sasha spun around, so that the punch missed her crotch, but still slammed into her thigh. If that hurt her at all, however, the Annelle didn't show it as she kicked down hard at Sasha's knee, before turning and walking away from her.

Sasha hissed, needing to skip her torso foth a bit as her blow missed the right spot and she let out a short grunt as Annelle hit her knee, forcing Sasha to skip aside with gritted teeth and clutching her aching knee for a moment. The black pads on jer knees had helped a lot but it did still hurt.
Sasha rolled a bit to the right, trying to get up her feet.