Taylor Parker vs Dixie Clemets: Camel Clutch Challenge!

"YEAH!"

Taylor couldn't help herself. She pumped her fist in the air before shoving the dazed Rumble Rose onto her stomach and swinging a knee over to straddle her back.

She wished that everyone back in New York could see her now, kicking Dixie Clemet's ass. People made fun of her when she was a skinny little girl watching Dixie fight on TV, and now here she was sitting on her back, lacing her fingers under her chin and pulling back for the beginnings of a camel clutch while she got her legs situated. With Dixie as out of it as she was, she could probably just keep her stuck and work her over until she reevaluated her choices for the evening.

Dixie was roughly shoved onto her stomach, groaning as she felt Taylor taking a seat atop of her, sliding her hands around the cowgirl's face and grabbing at her chin. As soon as Taylor began to pull back on her, Dixie began to come out of her daze, realizing just what kind of a position she was suddenly in.

"Nnn!" she cried out, gritting her teeth as she felt Taylor pulling back. Dixie's mind began to race. She was going for the camel clutch already?! Did she really think that Dixie of all people would go down that easily? She would have been offended, if she had the energy to waste on being offended, but she decided to try and put those emotions to a better use.

She could feel that Taylor didn't quite have the clutch locked in. Perfect. The cowgirl snorted as she reached up, grabbing for Taylor's arms, trying to use her strength to pull down on them, trying to weaken her hold on the Texan. If she could keep Taylor from completely locking it in, even just stall her for long enough, she knew she could bust out and free herself.

Shit.

Dixie had Taylor's wrists, and while Taylor had the superior position and all the leverage in the world, Dixie was, admittedly, stronger. She stuck out her tongue as she struggled, her arms and back straining to bend Dixie backwards no matter how much Dixie objected.

"Reiko never beat your ass like this," she managed to say. "What about Aisha? How much better am I than Aisha?"

All the while, she kept working, straining to secure the hold and earn a second quick victory for the night.

Dixie tried to ignore Taylor's taunts, her arms flexing, her muscles bulging as she pulled on Taylor's arms. She pushed her upper body forward, trying to resist against Taylor's pulling, until finally she felt her arms coming loose, Taylor's hold on her loosening.

The moment she felt her grip loosening, Dixie would try to buck her body upwards, trying to throw Taylor off of herself, or at least make the punk lose her balance atop of her.

"If Reiko's the Zero Fighter, what's that make me? Like, twenty five? Nine thousand? I-"

Taylor was interrupted when the cowgirl beneath her bucked, and launched her off her back. "AIE!" She squealed. She barely got her arms up in time to keep from faceplanting on the mat, landing instead on her elbows.

She slapped her palms on the mat and hopped back to her feet, and turned to grab hold of Dixie's hair before she could stand up all the way. She wasn't giving up her lead that easily!

Dixie started to rise, growling as she felt Taylor grabbing her hair. There was no way she was going to just let Taylor keep having her way with her like this!

With a loud, bellowing roar, the cowgirl drew back her fist, thrusting it straight forward, straight towards Taylor's midsection, trying to hammer her hard with a huge, slow punch. If anything, that would at least shut Taylor up for a while. She hoped, anyway.

"Guuh!"

Taylor buckled as Dixie's punch slammed into her taut abs and folded her thin body over. She used her grip on the girl's hair to hold herself up, and then reared up with an arm cocked high over her head. She brought her forearm down like a club across Dixie's back.

Dixie began to push herself again, trying to get back up on her feet, but then down came Taylor's arm , smashing straight across her back. She dropped back down to her knees, letting out a frustrated yell. Taylor just kept coming at her, but...she was strong. She was tough. She could take whatever Taylor tried to throw at her to keep her down.

But just to be on the safe side, she pulled back her fist again, aiming another hard punch up towards the pigtailed punk's stomach. She could give just as good as she could take, a lesson she planned on teaching Taylor firsthand.

Again, Taylor was staggered by Dixie's fist. She stumbled back several steps, covering her midsection with her arms.

"Grrrrrrrrrrr..."

Not to be outdone, she lunged at the stubborn cowgirl and swung an arm out to catch her with a stiff clothesline, putting all of her weight into taking the veteran's head off.

As soon as her fist connected, and Taylor began to stumble away, Dixie hurried back up to her feet, shaking her head, trying to remain steady as she rose up again. She heard Taylor's growl, and turned to her just in time to see the girl rushing at her with her clothesline.

Almost as if on instinct, Dixie lunged back in towards her, dipping low to avoid the stiff attack. She let out a growl of her own, trying to ram into Taylor, trying to bring her fellow blonde down to the mat by tackling right into her!