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The Strong Survive
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Rachel_Ross: It's not everyday that I decide to play things this way. Normally, the best of the best rarely do what they do for money—those that truly dedicate themselves to the art of fighting... well, they often don't want to be found.
Rachel_Ross: But every once in a while, there are exceptions. The noisy kind, who tear through their ranks with reckless disregard. You're one such case, and I'm happy to indulge you. Building notoriety isn't easy in the underground circuits of Beirut, and the flight tickets were a bitch to procure, but here I am tonight.
Rachel_Ross: "You know what they say about fatties," I chortle, starting the night off with some trash talk at my slightly taller, heavier opponent. "Bigger they are, the harder they fall~"
Rachel_Ross: With a knuckle planche, I gracefully let myself through under the bottom rope, before getting into a handstand, and then lithely landing on my feet. My show ends with a smash of my red gloves together, as I bite down on my mouthguard.
Uda_Ali: "fat" I say offended as I hiss "youll see shortie" I grin looking down on you as I come forward and wait for there'll to ring as I keep my guard tight one hand high and protecting from the jab and one hand low to prevent hooks as I analyse your patterns.
Uda_Ali: I'm wearing a blue sports bra and low-riff boxing trunks, matching my aesthetic with an equally vibrant blue hijab.
Rachel_Ross: We meet at the centre of the ring to tap gloves, a smirk forming on my face. "You shouldn't gloat over a measly two inches. Maybe focus half that energy on the cut? You might make progress." I laugh, offering my gloves for the tap so we can begin. Then, I'd snap into a bouncy orthodox stance, my footwork making me like a mobile spring. Openings present themselves... but will you chance it?
Uda_Ali: I ignore your body shaming as I bounce light on my feet back leg like a spring ready for any sudden movements as you laugh and we tap gloves I go into a southpaw stance to counter your orthodox movements as I keep my chin down and guard tight to not fall for any feints as I keep circling you
Rachel_Ross: A left jab flies at blur-like speeds—almost invisible—but I stop just short of your face, staying just out of range. I let out a snicker. "Not too chatty anymore, eh?"
Uda_Ali: I try slip the jab attempt as I weave backwards "youre the one talking too much" I say as I return by springing off back leg into a hook aimed for your left side of your jaw in the brief opening
Rachel_Ross: You slipped a jab that never came. It makes me snicker again at your retort. "Don't get jealous now. Not my fault that you ain't creative~" Without missing a beat, I duck and lunge, entering your right side. A hook at me left means a right hook, leaving your liver wide open for a vicious counter—my left hook aimed surgically at that organ.
Uda_Ali: as I realise I opened myself up for a liver shot I try bring my arm down to try protect any impact as I look down I try send my right hand for an overhand to the top of your head to try break you away from me as I back pedal a bit
Rachel_Ross: You manage to divert my shot, but that's still a brutal strike to your oblique. And I'm satisfied to shuffle back, and let your overhand catch the air. "Ooh, someone's slipping~" I taunt, still a bounce to my step. I dabble in boxing, but my primary fighting style is that of a kickboxer—we move around... a lot.
Uda_Ali: as my left hand swings down I immeediatyl pull it back and come back to my guard as I wince a tiny bit and breathe a bit out of rhythm "shut up" I hiss as I keep bouncing on my feet circling you keeping my defensive stance tight
Rachel_Ross: "Can't help but notice, you're soundin' out of breath there~" I quip, before moving in for a wicked right jab, feinted and chambered to draw your guard up by aiming above your eye, before I swerve left and unload a left shovel hook aimed at your liver. It's one fluid motion, meant to bring the pain.
Uda_Ali: "oh shut up it was one deflected blow" as you move in for a jab I dont fall for it as I release your cunning style I keep firm on my feet as you then load another liver shot I turn to keep my guard to deflect the hook and then see your left side open up and return with a straight aimed to the right side of your jaw to make you stumble back to ruin your momentum.
Rachel_Ross: I narrow my eyes, glad I chambered my right so it could come in as a pseudo-guard. "Mmf!" It softens the blow as I reel, but I'm locked in, swerving right back in to break the impression of cunning I've built up. I pivot to your straight side, and go in for a vicious ascending cross aimed at that chin you've opened up so kindly.
Uda_Ali: as you reel I chase you a bit stepping forward to get into the pocket as you send a cross I duck under it and then go for a right uppercut aimed to your solar plexus as youre too focussed up top this is to sen you hurling
Rachel_Ross: My chambered fist guards the plexus well as I follow through on that cross, diverting your blow to my abdomen. "Hng—!" A tensed core takes the brunt of that uppercut, as I step back, smirking in your direction. "Heh... Not bad~"
Uda_Ali: as I burrow my fist into your midsection feeling your core go tight I smirk as you finally sing praises but I dont get cocky as I step int he pocket and snap a right to your jaw only to make you misdirect your guard and follow up with a left hook to your obliques.
Rachel_Ross: You come in aggressive, but it's clear you're still green. After seeing my footwork, you expect me to guard, but my eyes are on your every twitch, my head bobs and my feet shuffle to angle my body at a slant, sliding past your hook into the left side you opened. Hooks are risky like that; it allows me to unleash two vicious right straights towards the obliques, before I snap a left cross upwards at that chin.
Uda_Ali: I skim the space by where my hook was meant to land and am punished as I feel my obliques fold upon impact I stagger back to try narrowly evade the uppercut attempt
Rachel_Ross: You move to dodge an uppercut, but my cross is something you seemingly misread, as it finds your chin on its diagonal arc. Anticipating the pure discombobulation, I hunt down that glass jaw of yours, weaving right and unleashing two lightning-quick left jabs, followed by a right hook to your ribs.
Uda_Ali: Your punch smashes into my chin as I reel back with my arms up to try protect my exposed core as I breathe to try collect myself
Rachel_Ross: Your arms up to your core means I can play predator. Headhunting with a flurry of blows, I aim a left-right barrage of punches at that exposed head of yours. That should rattle that brain in there~ There'll be no collecting yourself with me pursuing you, like you're a deer in the headlights. Each of my punches chambers, making sure to account for counters with an off-step after every blow, repositioning to disorient you even further in your disorientation.
Uda_Ali: as you send a left right flurry I eep trying to side step and switch away from the punches leaving youbwide open right before you try disorient me further I duck low and try send an uppercut deep to your solar plexus to rattle your core and balance deeply
Rachel_Ross: You duck low, and I crunch forward with my off-hand covering the chest. "Hrkk—!" Too bad for you... I blocked that, diverting your blow a bit to my upper abdomen and glove. It lets me snap near-instantly with a lead left hook to your exposed temple. A vicious turn of my hips puts a weight behind that blow.
Uda_Ali: as you take the blow shit,,, I realise im too high as my eyed widen I see your body pull back a bit shifting the weight in your pis I try put a hand high to lessen the blow as you slam a hook to my temple it staggers me a bit and I reel away a bit dazed drool coming down my bra
Rachel_Ross: I crack a smirk at your distress, having you cornered... before following it up with a wicked right uppercut aimed at your solarplexus!
Uda_Ali: the uppercut shakes me to my core as I spit out my mouthguard eyes wide as I pant for air but draw no breath as I drop t my knees to take a coat to recover a bit and collect myself
Rachel_Ross: "All tuckered out?" I quip, breathing slowly before continuing my footwork. You're on your knees, choking on saliva and air.
Rachel_Ross: (... 1! ... 2! ... 3! ...)
Uda_Ali: I let out a disfigured grunt as I stare up at you coughing and spluttering for air as I have a tear in my eye I wipe as I take my time to collect myself and my thoughts and put together a mental game plan of how to proceed
Rachel_Ross: I'm watching you intently, almost fox-like in the keenness of my gaze. Your every move, every laboured breath, it gives me information. I use that for a damage assessment, extracting every weakness I can in case you do muster the strength to rise.
Rachel_Ross: (... 4! ... 5! ... 6! ...)
Uda_Ali: I take my time hearing the 6 count I slowly get ready to stand for the 8 count as I shake my head and hide my signs of weakness as I finally manage to breathe fluidly "cocky ass"I hiss under my breath with a newly lit fire in my eyes
Rachel_Ross: "Heh... Sure am glad you didn't fold like an omelette after those punches~" I chuckle, having gotten the data I needed. Even the way you stood up reveals more than most know... I wait for the bell so we can resume! And in a moment...? DING!
Uda_Ali: I spit at the floor by your feet "Itlltake a lot more to break me" I grunt as I this time go on the offence sending. 1,2 jab cross combo for your jaw but use the cross to make you pen your guard to then duck low planting my rear foot strong as I step in for a deep hook to your obliques rotating m hips into the shot attempt
Rachel_Ross: Seems you still didn't learn. Same old same old, because my arms move nowhere but where I want them to, and my head moves instead. Reading that standard jab-cross combo, I roll on my heels and swivel my hips to weave those punches, before snapping backwards a pace and sliding into your punching side as your oblique hook hits air, maybe grazing my skin slightly, because this one's tight. As tight as my brutal outer cross aimed at your exposed jaw, packing enough of a punch to loosen the hinge with the hip rotation I apply!
Uda_Ali: as you evade me I get furtstrated "ARGHH-OOOOF'your hook rocks me across the jaw, making me splutter out drool. I'm realising how out of my depth I am as I stagger back a bit and then narrowly miss your cross as I try return the favour with a one handed jab attempt to keep you at bay!
Rachel_Ross: Slack-jawed and desperate, just where I want you~ I duck under the jab, and then, with brutal precision, shoot my left glove in a straight line—I aim dead on for that navel, and those soft-looking abs of yours. I'm sure I've tendered them with my solarplexus shot.
Uda_Ali: I wince and fold over your shoulder as youre ducked low as I drool and let out a gasp of desperation heavily on the back foot now as I try to clinch you for a breather
Rachel_Ross: "Bad spot for a clinch, hon~" Because my left's still deep in your stomach. I'd clinch back with my right to hold you in place, before removing the left, and jamming it aimed towards your stomach. Again. Again. And Again. Until you either let go or regret eating anything today.
Uda_Ali: as im held in place I feel my insides churn with each blow as I can barely muster the words or sounds as I gulp trying to keep my vomit down
Rachel_Ross: "Wow! You're built like a pillow~" I let my right join in, going for your tender obliques once before I aim a wicked left uppercut at your upper abdomen!
Uda_Ali: "shu-BLURGHHHH" completely overwhelmed by repeated bely shots I cant keep it down as I vomti down myself embarasssed and ashamed
Rachel_Ross: "... Ew." I remove the fist, happy none of that got on me before I did. "I don't even wanna know what you ate..." With a gagging gesture, I use the moment to taunt you... before snapping into a wicked left uppercut aimed at your chin. Might as well put you out of your misery!
Uda_Ali: heavily dazed seeing two as im lifted up and then WHAM sent flying back into the ropes only to them bounce off them and land face first in a puddle of my own vomit and drool moaning in disgust still trying to mentally stay in this
Rachel_Ross: I cringe a little at the way you fell in your own mess. That's gotta suck... But I keep my head in the game as the count begins.
Rachel_Ross: (... 1! ... 2! ... 3! ...)
Uda_Ali: I rise my head up neck feeling heavy "EWWWWWW" I shriek in disgust as I frantically Wye my face with one end of my hijab and try readjust it
Rachel_Ross: "... Give up already. I'm not into beating up people who can't fight." I scoff, as the count continues!
Rachel_Ross: (... 4! ... 5! ... 6! ... 7! ...)
Uda_Ali: "I CAN FIGHT" I cry to as I try scramble to my fete taking no adequate rest still a bit doozy with throw up on my lip and my hijab a bit loose.
Rachel_Ross: I let out a sigh, but keep my guard up. And so, the fight begins once again. "Well then, try to keep up... pukey-pie~" DING!
Uda_Ali: I stagger to my corner hoping for a bit more rest bt the bel rings so I just try stumble forward still hearing ringing in my ear, knowing im near the end I cant help but feel ashamed.
Rachel_Ross: "... Y'know, I can't say I don't respect it." With a quick shrug, I unleash a left cross at your jaw, before following with a right uppercut to your belly. "But you should've stayed down~"
Uda_Ali: "HUNNGHHHH" the cross makes my whole body twist and then leaves my belly wide open for the deep uppercut as I hear a resounding CRACKKKK I cry out in pain as I. try push offf your fist to get away
Rachel_Ross: But behind you? It's the ropes. My belly punch has your back burning against them. "Stay down." I say again, curt and serious this time... before unleashing a left-right combo into your tenderised guts, beating them into powder before I launch a left uppercut to your chin!
Uda_Ali: as I can no longer back up I realise im a the ropes, I can barely see you I just see two figures walking towards e and then "LRGGHHHH" I vomit on the floor some more some actually splashing your arm as you draw it back and then the uppercut knocks a tooth out as my he'd snaps upwards
Rachel_Ross: I'm focused on you, my opponent. Despite our back and forth, I show you that much respect, to take in your last moments on this ring... another stepping stone on my path to be the best. You're brighter than most, but before you're reduced to that, you do deserve my undivided attention. With your head snapped upwards, your back arches, and I swerve my hips to burrow my left hook deep under your ribs. It'd feel like your liver imploded. My glove deep in your side, I hold you upright with just the force of that blow, getting up close to whisper, "Good game~" THWACK! WHACK! WHUMP! My right unleashes three wicked blows, at your lower belly, middle abs, and then your solar plexus... before my left hook comes swerving for your temple to put you to sleep.
Uda_Ali: my body a limp punchingbag, my liver feels like imploded im deep in Lala land only knowing groaning to you inches my body broken beyond belief as you pound e before the left hook take my head clean off my shoulders like a finishing blow as I drop to my knees face down ass up my hijab loose on the floor as it came off as it lays next to me as I slumber.
Rachel_Ross: We don't even need a count this time. It's so clear—you're done. I squat down next to you, looking sympathetic. "... Hey, you good?"
Uda_Ali: Face down in a puddle of my own vomit spit and drool I groan as my ebony ass sticks up in the air.
Rachel_Ross: "Mm. Guess not," I shrug, before carefully rolling you over twice to get you outta that mess. It's gross, but I manage to loop your (unsullied) arm over my shoulder, and gently guide you off the ring, and into the lockers. The crowds boo for sure, but I'm not here for my approval... I already got what I came for. And believe it or not, it's not anyone's dignity I wanted.
Published: 2024-05-25, viewed 91 times.
JasWar
2024-05-25 21:16There damn sure is not going to be any underestimating Rachel after reading this one!
Rachel Ross
2024-05-25 21:42(In reply to this)
Awh, thanks Jas <3 Hope we can write that fight soon!
JasWar
2024-05-25 23:17(In reply to this)
Yes, so do I! I'm really looking forward to it, even more so after reading this one! You'll be a true challenge!
Olamide
2024-05-25 19:12damn uda was unbeatable and to see someone destroy her is so weird to me, but good fight both of you and well done Rachel!!!
Rachel Ross
2024-05-25 19:30(In reply to this)
Thanks! Glad you liked what you saw ;)
Uda Ali
2024-05-25 19:00my first ever loss from someone as skilled and strong as you is an honour if anything means I have to come back stronger for the next challenge while dusting off the rust on others hehe good fight!
Rachel Ross
2024-05-25 19:08(In reply to this)
I'm glad you approached and gave me a shot! Thanks for the wonderful fight ♡
And, it was a pleasure being your first ;)
Uda Ali
2024-05-25 19:09(In reply to this)
first and last just you watch! but no honestly it was so fun and honestly a relief to lose to someone skilled and not a push over haha
Rachel Ross
2024-05-25 19:29(In reply to this)
That means a lot :) Thanks a bunch! You really gave me a run for my money, all trash talk aside ♡