Number One Contender match: Cecilia Northman Vs. Death Bunny

Cecilia chased after Death Bunny despite the pain in her legs, soon enough she managed to reach after her foe and with it took a firm hold of the bunny eared opponents hair, yanking back hard and throwing her opponent right down into the hard ground and into some chairs as well...

Staggering back a step from the force she put into the throw, Cecilia hopped lightly on her non hurting leg. Wincing out as she'd glare down and watch Death Bunny start to push chairs away and try to move up to her feet. " Oh no you don't! You get up when I say you can! " Cecilia let out as she would try and move back up and reach down for Death Bunny, looking to move into the side of Death Bunny and try to pull her opponent into a side headlock, pressing Death Bunny's face right up against the side of the blond bombshells large breasts, practically snuggling that pretty face up against her tit...as her arm would squeeze upon that skull with as much power as the mighty blond Norseman could muster.

Trying to move forward and walk with Death Bunny in tow, the Swede would try and make their way through the crowd and towards the exit of the arena to start making their way into the backstage area...

D.B. groaned in a frustrated huff as she unearthed herself from underneath the toppled folding chairs. Being mowed down and hunted like this was a regrettably fresh experience for the bunny girl, not remembering the last time she was earnestly over-powered and put on the defensive for so long. Her initial plan of wearing Northman down by keeping her grounded kept getting interrupted by her bull-headed strength, and no sooner was D.B. about to rise back up than she was reminded of that brawny power of hers.

"Errgh..." D.B. grimaced and scrunched her face from the oppressive headlock bearing down on her, feeling her skull being compressed against Cecilia's tensed bicep. Whatever labored breathing or pained groans she could muster were being easily muffled out against the smooth skin of Northman's plump chest nuzzling up against her reddened cheeks. The torquing pressure was unlike anything else she had ever felt before, and within seconds she knew she wasn't breaking free of this without a plan.

The frenzied crowd, still stunned from being this up close and personal to the action, parted like the Red Sea once Cecilia started tugging and dragging D.B. through the arena by her side. Grasping and scratching at Cecilia's arm likely wasn't going to give D.B. much room to breathe, but considering the bunny girl had no say in where she was being "escorted" by the Swede, she figured any resistance was better than none.

Cecilia winced as she felt the hands of Death Bunny claw and grasp against her arm, which only served to make the blond try even harder to put pressure on that skull of Death Bunny, wanting to show the purple haired bunny eared fighter just who in this federation was the strongest between the two of them. " Kh..." Cecilia clicked her tongue as her leg was causing her more problems than she wanted it to, she was getting them through the crowd...but not at the same speed she wanted to. 

Thankfully though, it seemed as if Death Bunny was a bit busy feeling the pain and pressure of her skull possibly caving in from absurd amounts of force being used to squeeze that skull and compress it. Moving through the crowd she started to make it towards the entrance way towards the backstage areas and hallways. Where it was filled with concession stands and merchandise stands. Selling all kind of snacks, also apparel for each and every one of the companies most popular wrestlers. 

The Swede would try and move towards one of those stands, before finally trying to let go of Death Bunny's head and try and quickly grab a hold of one of Death Bunny's hands that were clawing upon her arm, looking to try and Irish Whip the powerful wrestler off right into the merchandise stand !

Even with the dual distraction of having her head cranked down on, along with having the majority of her vision being obscured by Northman's cushiony side boob, there was still something blatantly noticeable throughout the demeaning tour of the inner workings of the arena. Namely the hobbled pace at which Cecilia was dragging D.B. along. She was favoring one leg and flinching from the strain of putting pressure on her other leg.

D.B.'s earlier shinbreaker had taken a greater toll on Northman than she was letting on...and the bunny girl took notice of this chink in her armor with malicious intent towards how she would make use of this weakness later on.

Breathing a sigh of relief came first after being released from the headlock, but soon afterward D.B. found herself thinking fast on her feet once she felt herself being propelled her into the nearest merchandise stall. Considering that her arm was already clawing into Cecilia'a bicep, clenching down harder was her instinctual response. As was turning in place to seemingly yank Cecilia into a typical Irish Whip reversal, except Cecilia would find herself running into a swift knee into her gut first. After which, D.B. would sidestep next to Cecilia and grab a hold onto her blonde locks and the waist of her pants.

"Ragh!!" D.B. hollered in exertion from using that tugging grip that to lead her around in a circle before attempting to fling Cecilia over the counter of the stall where numerous overpriced knickknacks lay.

Cecilia's let had been a bit of a weakspot for a little while now, since Summer Splash if she was honest. Thanks to Nikolette,  It didn't come into much of a problem since not many people in AFW attacked her legs a lot, nor did they do it in as brutally painful a manner as Death Bunny had done.

While the leg hadn't gone through any overt injuries that had sidelined Cecilia. I was something which she had simply ignored and it seemed as if it wasn't a very smart thing. Not being one for taking breaks when it came to wrestling she might have been over-exerting it. 

Still, she wasn't going to let this Death Bunny beat her. Not tonight no! She tried to swing Death Bunny off...but that was when the bunny eared opponent of hers turned the tide and put a halt to the Irish Whip. Instead pulling the blond beauty in and forcing the blond bombshell to double over. " Omph!!" she let out as air and spittle flew out from between her lips. She was about to cough out but the surprise at having her mane grabbed and then the waist line of her pants as she was spun around and then tossed right over the stand! 

Several stuff went down with her fall over the various knick knacks. T-shirts, poster rolls, caps and various pins. The man who had been selling the stuff from behind the stand scrambled away in a hurry and just barley managed to make it away from Cecilia's muscular frame crashing down on the hard ground behind it. Landing just shy of a wall....groaning and wincing...with a little bit of cursing under her breath.

Twirling and spinning Cecilia in place before heaving her over the now abandoned merchandise stall took a considerable amount of effort on D.B.'s part. Luckily for her, the irate bunny girl had plenty of animosity to work through after having been pummeled and dragged halfway across the arena for the last few minutes. All that anguish just made seeing Northman go flying overhead that much more deliciously satisfying.

D.B. flinched as she stretched out her back and got the kinks out, finally having the time to recoup and collect herself now that she didn't have the rampaging Swede breathing down her neck. Throngs of startled passerby's and cameramen now hovered around them at a safe distance to catch what they could of the ensuing carnage. D.B. took little time in beginning to manuever behind the toppled stall where Cecilia landed, spying the various souvenirs the Swede was surrounded with.

Julia Rogers luchadora masks...Kelly Conway apparel with her obnoxious face and the American flag everywhere...and to D.B.'s own surprise, bunny ears that looked suspiciously like hers.

D.B. rolled her eyes and tried not to think much about it, proceeding to approach Cecilia from the side and stomp, kick, and genuinely imprint the treads of her boot on the leg D.B. had targeted earlier. All before taking bending down to take Cecilia's leg by the ankle, hoist it up high, and viciously jam her knee into the concrete floor.

Cecilia groaned out loudly as she laid on the cold floor, wincing and shaking her head. This wasn't very good, and it only seemed as it was going to get worse. For When the woman with the bunny ears came right next to her, seeing the shadow of the woman before the actual woman, it was easy to tell who it was though cause of the shadowy bunny ears. Just as she was about to turn her head towards the purple haired woman though, The bunny decided to stomp down hard upon her leg! 

With those heavy boots stomping down so ruthlessly the Swede winced out and bit down on her bottom lip, not wanting to let on the pain she was in because of it. She turned and cast a defiant gaze to Death Bunny, only for the girl in the hot pants rolling her right back over and taking a hold of her leg by the ankle, only to pull it up high into the air and then throw her knee first into the cold hard floor! 

That was something that Cecilia couldn't really bite through. Letting out a scream of pain, " Aaagh!!" her hands quickly went around her knee, hugging it towards her frame as she'd try and roll over onto her back, wincing and whining in pain.

D.B. made good on her earlier observation and began ruthlessly targeting Cecilia's wounded leg with consecutive strikes and even jamming her knee into the floor. Nearby fans wincing from her pained cries and the obvious agony she was in, but D.B. pressed on with every intention of capitalizing from being back in control of the match.

"How many years you been here, Northman?..." D.B. grimly asked while bending down to clasp onto those blonde locks of hers, using that vice-like grip to guide Cecilia back to her feet and bring them face to face once more. The bunny girl knew that Cecilia would be in no shape to start putting pressure on that leg so soon after getting it worked over like that, which is exactly why D.B. wanted her standing on those wobbly legs again. "All that time you been here...and you never came close to that title. Know what that tells me? That tells me that if you had what it takes to be champ...you would have already done it by now..."

With that foreboding observation on her part, D.B. would simultaneously stuff Cecilia's neck under her arm in a front facelock and hook Cecilia's leg behind the knee of her injured leg. After making doubly sure both grips were firmly tightened and with Northman balancing on one leg, a heaving toss overhead would be all it took to attempt to lay out Cecilia on the concrete floor with a cradle suplex. The bunny girl balancing herself upside down and on her toes for an attempted bridging pin with the nearby ref having followed them from the ring.

"One!"

Cecilia shook her head in pain as she laid rocking back and forth from left and right as she tried to regain herself and get back into the action, it wasn't going to be easy and it seemed as if Death Bunny wasn't going to allow the Swede to recuperate. As the purple haired fighter took a tight hold on Cecilia's blond locks and started to pull the Swede up towards her feet.

The blond bombshell winced as her aching leg was causing her problem in standing up as Death bunny brought them face to face and spoke out...words that were making Cecilia want to drive the skull of the busty bunny eared combatant through the floor....though for now she had no way to do that as her head was pulled down in under Death Bunny's armpit and her hurting leg hooked, which forced the blond to groan and wince even louder.

Before she could do anything to try and stop Death Bunny, the fearsome heel raised Cecilia up into the air and threw her backwards onto the cold hard floor. " GUAH!" The Swede yelped out in pain from the impact, her body folded up still as Death Bunny went for a pin.

" Two!"...."Th-!" The count reached nearly a three count but with a heavy buck to the side, straining her hurting leg even more to kick it out at the same time to break the pin and the hold Death Bunny had on her.

D.B. flopped back down to a seated position after having come so annoyingly close to putting Northman away, resting her arms on her bent legs before passing her hand through her purple locks. The referee's count having come to within half a second of crowning D.B. as the number one contender. The fact that it came close did let D.B. know that she was making headway at least, her aching frame causing her to groan as she turned to her side and stood back up.

The bunny girl had underestimated Cecilia from before and thought that she could end this match swiftly by corralling her with exhaustive and oppressive submissions to wear her down. But Cecilia opted to make things difficult on herself by powering her way out of every maneuver D.B. tried. Which meant that D.B. would have to make things get ugly, and outright break Cecilia down bit by bit instead.

"You're gonna wish you just stayed down..." D.B. darkly stated while tugging on Cecilia's arm to once more bring her back up, the bunny girl taking advantage of her weary opponent by hoisting her up until Northman was situated on her shoulders in a fireman carry position. The Swede was a heavy piece of work, but luckily D.B. knew just what to when she saw a nearby trash bin. A grim smirk spreading on her face as she hauled Northman over to garbage can rife with leftover food and genuinely foul smelling trash, and dumped her head first and upside down into the heap.