Karisma Zahin Vs. Hitomi Shiraishi

Hitomi ran forward, bearing down on Karisma as she retreated. She easily dodged the punch by turning her head to the side, throwing a punch of her own to surprise Karisma. That punch didn't connect, but Hitomi didn't care. She was forcing Karisma back. Then she realized that Karisma's punch was a feint when one of her short pigtails was grabbed. The was powerless to prevent getting tossed against the hard bars of the cage, hitting it with her forehead. She didn't bleed yet, but it was a mighty big hit on Hitomi's already damaged head. It brought the pounding headache back, that was certain. Hitomi was about to recover and punch Karisma for doing that, but then Karisma's kick hit the back of her head. Now her forehead did split open, blood pouring out of a wound half an inch long on the crown of her head. Hitomi didn't realized what happened at first, then the pain kicked in and she screamed. Hitomi sank to her knees, one hand holding her head, crying out in pain.

"Owww, owww," Hitomi moaned, "You... my head..." She was dazed and in pain, blood pouring down her face. If she hadn't taken so many hits there before, it wouldn't bother her so much, but with so much previous damage Hitomi was almost incapacitated.

Karisma knew she couldn't let up on this girl. Hitomi was a real scraper and if she gave her an inch it could cost her the fight. She quickly went to her knees and attempted to put her in a choke hold, trying to wrap her arms around Hitomi and press her forearm into Hitomi's neck.

"We weren't supposed to ask questions in the old league but it's different here. Why did you leave those ugly places to come here?" She was truly curious. Hitomi seemed to like blood and she would have found much more of it there than here. There had to be a reason.

Blood ran down Hitomi's face as she faced Karisma. Before she could move or react, Karisma had her in a choke hold, not tight enough to completely block off her air passage, but tight enough to prevent her from moving too much. It wasn't like she could've struggled; she was fairly dizzy from the bloody kick and her body wasn't responding properly. She raised a hand to wipe the blood away from her eyes.

"You got me good there," Hitomi said, "I guess I am bleeding gracefully for you."

Upon hearing Karisma's question, Hitomi laughed. "I got tired of those places, of constantly having to fear for my life, of fighting just for survival," Hitomi said, "So I came here, where fights are supposed to be more enjoyable. Besides, this league pays better." Her hands closed around Karisma's. "Now if you don't mind, I want you to let me go." She pushed hard against Karisma's arms, trying to pry them off.

Karisma smiled at Hitomi's compliment. "Everyone should be beautiful in everything they do." She whispered. She released one hand and decided to throw a punch at Hitomi's head again. "That is a good answer. You saw the uglines of those wretched places too." She hoped to wrnech Hitomi back up to her feet, feeling she would have better control of her in that position.


If she could, she would try and slam Hitomi into the cage once more to soften her up a bit more.

Karisma was right in thinking Hitomi would be easier to control if she was standing. Hitomi faced a wave of dizziness when she got picked up, nearly toppling if Karisma wasn't holding onto her. She was in pain still, her head feeling sore and the wound pulsing in pain. Karisma certainly bled, but not nearly as much as Hitomi. She was getting beaten down.

"Heh, don't forget about the money," Hitomi said, "That was a pretty big factor too." Her words of jest stopped when Karisma slammed her into the cage again. The back of her head struck the metal bars. Hitomi cried out in pain, nearly passing out.

"I have no interest in that." She said simply. She was partially lying. Karisma was one who definitely enjoyed the finer things in life and as a jewel she wanted to shine opulently. But she had grown up as an orphan on the streets of Mumbai and knew what living in squalar was like. The whole reason she was here was to be able to gain the life of luxury that was stolen out from under her but until then she did not live with the same kind of reckless disregard for money. What she could get was nice but she was really quite frugal.

Karisma decided that she needed to end it now. She really wanted to speak with Hitomi outside the confines of the ring and she had done enough damage to Hitomi. She then pulled up on Hitomi and attempted to slam her face first into the ground.

Hitomi was nearly limp in Karisma's grasp, completely not resisting. She had taken too many blows to the head, and the constant loss of blood made it hard for her to concentrate. When her head got slammed into the mat, she gave out a short cry of pain and passed out. She lay on the mat, unmoving.

Karisma had been in enough of these matches to know when they were finished. She felt Hitomi relax against her and stood up. If she was out cold then the victory would be hers by knockout. She smiled and then sighed. It was good. She didn't want Hitomi to submit anyway.

She would lean down and roll Hitomi over, her Amber eyes held a softness to them. "You shine beautifully Hitomi." Se whispered leaning in and running a finger along her bloody forehead. She gently slapped her cheek. It would take more than that for her to be out for very long.

The referee, seeing that Hitomi was knocked out, quickly came and declared Karisma the winner. Hitomi wasn't out for long, only about half a minute. When she woke up, however, she found that she had already lost. Her head was still fuzzy, and her eyes were blurry. Dried blood caked her face; the wound on her forehead had stopped bleeding as it wasn't very deep, but it left her face a mess.

"Karisma," Hitomi moaned, "Help me up please?"

Karisma smiled and helped her up. "Of course, dear Hitomi." She said. She was definitely going to leave everything in the ring. That is where it belonged. She asked the ref to open the cage door and she did. Karisma would then help Hitomi out of the ring. "I would like to speak to you more now that the fight is over. Once you've been attended to." She said. "Would that be alright?"