Priscilla Haynes Vs Juno Sawyer: A monster in waiting.

Tighter…tighter…tighter!

The hand wrapped around Pricilla’s throat was closing in on the wild rose’s windpipe more and more each passing second. Juno already had her foe gurgling for air, but the look in her eyes seemed to say that she would not be happy until Pricilla past out or her face turned blue. Which ever came first…

Of course, there was always an issue with strangling a fairly well-off enemy. They usually were able to mount some minor form of resistance at the beginning of the strangulation. And that was exactly what Priscilla did, slamming her forearm into the side of the Nurse’s face, slightly disorientating the blue haired fiend. Juno’s grip still held true, forcing Pricilla to throw a few more strikes before finally relenting her grip around the Wild Rose’s throat…Just in time for Juno’s other arm to come around in a wild palm strike, as if looking to repay Pricilla for the previous forearm attacks.

Priscilla frantically smashed her forearm right to the side of Juno's head, desperate to escape. It was next to impossible for her to breathe at this point, and hopefully, her strikes would allow her to be released from the nurse's iron grip. Eventually, Juno relented her grip on her throat, finally allowing her to breathe, but if she thought that it would be the end of it, Priscilla was sorely mistaken.

As soon as she was released, she took a wild palm strike from Juno, and she cried out in pain as she took the impact before staggering behind. Gasping and wheezing, Priscilla would try to plant her feet on the mat, looking to regain her footing and balance, but at this point, her defense was lowered to the point that she wouldn't be able to anticipate her opponent's next move.

Juno was all but gone at this point. The forearm slams to the side of the head pretty much insured that, and yet her body was still standing. The lone figure in white stood in the middle of the ring, one latex glove holding onto the side of her damaged face. her hat had fallen off long before the blows t the face, and the recent attacks had snapped her medical mask straps, barely hanging onto her face with a single strap left.

The woman was not stationary for long. Priscilla was still trying to regain her composure and balance, leaving a proverbial drop of blood in the water, which the sadist seemed to smell, and hone in on. She blasted forward, suddenly faster then she had been moments ago, looking to tackle her black haired for to the ground in a heap.

If she succeeded, the medical mask would be no more, and only a cruel, yet warm smile waited underneath. Juno’s eyes were…happy? No, those were not Juno’s eyes. Someone else was in there. A much crueler entity that hid itself behind a kind demeanor, but only desired the Wild rose’s complete and utter annihilation.

Juno’s eyes were…happy?:

The woman would peer down at her foe, looking to restrain her foe’s arms in a rather unorthodox. Like a spider looming over it’s prey, one had clasped Priscilla’s wrist tightly, while the other wrist suffered immensely, the woman placing a foot right on top of the joint, leaving one free arm to play with her prey underneath her.

“Ms. Priscilla…do you know…how many holes there are in a human body?” The voice was much, MUCH warmer then Juno had been the entire match, “Why don’t we count them? Let’s see… Two eyes~ two nostrils~ one mouth~ we can’t forget those two ears, of course~ and we can’t forget those two “Special" ones down below~ I think that makes…nine in total?”

The woman…the Nurse? Leaned in, her face practically a mask in itself, her ill intent radiating off her soft and happy features…

“But I think we can do better, don’t you? I’m going to help you~ lets try and give you twelve holes, and see what happens next? Alright?”

The Nurse’s grip on Priscilla was painfully inhuman, but her stance left the Wild Rose’s legs free to do as they pleased. Th Nurse slowly pulled her arm back, looking about ready to pound the noble beauty’s skull inwards in a violent display!

Trying to recover and regain her bearing, Priscilla was then tackled down by her opponent. "Urghhh!!" As she was down, she would then take a look at Juno on top of her, and what she saw next was pretty unnerving. The medical mask was no more, and the noble fighter was able to see the face covered by that mask, and the serene smile on her face seemed to instill dread in her. As she was currently under the unmasked nurse, Priscilla couldn't help but feel helpless and vulnerable.

And Juno also restrained her arms in a rather unorthodox manner, which caused intense pain around the affected areas. "Aaaahhh!!" She cried out. She tried averting her gaze from her opponent, but her opponent's kindly voice seemed to bring more dread into her to the point she was visibly shuddering due to her fear.

Right after that, Juno brought her arm back, preparing to launch a strike right onto her skull. Despite her being in such an intense pain, Priscilla was aware that her legs were unrestrained, but due to her pain and fear, there wasn't much she could do at the moment, and she received the savage beating to her head as a result. "Guurghh!!!"

“Oh, dear…There is nothing to be so frightened about. It will only hurt for a moment after all~”

The Nurse spoke like there was no screaming at all, her voice warm and sweet as it’s calming aura was followed with yet another devastating punch to the face. The Nurse’s blue eyes simply stared as blood from Priscilla’s open wound splattered on her cheek, that caring smile never fading away, never intensify. It stayed exactly how it had always been from the moment her mask had fallen away.

It was after two more brutal blows to the Wild Rose’s skull that the referee finally attempted to save the raven-haired woman, grabbing onto the nurse’s shoulder and ordering her to get off of the bleeding woman. The Nurse simply looked at the referee girl for a moment…and then sent a sickening jab deep into her belly, impaling the referee on her arm as she watched almost quizzically. She retracted the arm, and the referee fell to the floor, her face bouncing off the ring mat. Only then did the Nurse finally stand up, dusting herself off with a heavy sigh.

“Too bad. I wish I could give you a more thorough checkup, but she spent too much energy on the fight. I guess I should leave before she comes back…” The Nurse bent down low to Priscilla’s side, lightly tapping her wrist, her tone suddenly even more cheery then before, “I submit. Great results today Ms. Priscilla! Perhaps next time, we can spend more time together…just you and I~”

With that, The Nurse would disappear from the Wild Rose’s sight, the last thing the noble warrior would likely hear is her happy humming echoing in the silent arena, the crowd stunned at the ferocity of the blue haired psychopath.

The savage beating was too much for Priscilla that she was on the verge of unconsciousness. Her wound was aggravated, causing blood to pour down her face. She writhed on the mat, unable to muster her strength to even move. She was completely under the mercy of the sadistic nurse who was beating her.

But then, Juno did something that was unexpected for her. She actually threw the match, which made Priscilla the winner via technicality. Even while suffering from the pain, Priscilla was unable to believe what was happening, and she could do nothing as Juno made her way out of the ring, leaving the bloodied Priscilla behind in the ring.

This might be a technical victory for Priscilla, but she certainly didn't feel victorious at all. Even after Juno left, Priscilla remained in the ring until the medics came in to give her medical attention. She ended up being brought out of the ring via a stretcher. It was quite a horrifying experience for Priscilla, and she was certainly not going to forget this.

Winner: Priscilla Haynes via technicality...