(Complete) Liberty v Hannah - Hardcore Title Match

Liberty winced as she was dropped by Hannah, then picked back up and punched as she was manhandled towards the study. Still, she could tell Hannah was now favouring one leg over the other, and limping a little, so at least she knew she'd done some damage.
As she was pushed towards the study, Liberty resisted at first, but then she suddenly sped up, entering the room before Hannah. Hoping to make a quick counterattack, Liberty snatched up the first item she could find - the computer keyboard on the desk - then swung round wildly, trying to catch the blonde with her makeshift plastic weapon.

Hannah had been caught off guard, stumbling foward a little bet, before being nailed in the face with the keyboard, causing Hannah to be knocked over a bit, stumbling towards a nearby wall. She had fallen down when she hit the wall, and was attempting to get up, however she was having serious troubles standing up to launch an attack, leaving her open at the moment.

"Ha!" Liberty crowed triumphantly as Hannah slumped against the wall. The black-haired babe really felt like she was getting the upper hand again. Wanting to nail Hannah with something pretty spectacular now, the scruffy punk jumped up onto the computer desk.
"You're going down!" she cried. Liberty then launched herself shoulder-first at Hannah in a kind of close-quarters suicide dive. It was risky move, but it meant at least one of the warring girls would be smacked against the wall with shocking force.

Hannah had saw the move, and would attempt to fall down, but that was an attempt, she got nailed with the suicide dive and had shouted out in pain from the move! She would gasp out for air and would start to cough. She would start to breathe in deeply, the whole time trying to free her arm for her next move. She had barely got an arm free and would attempt to nail her in the face hard with an elbow, and would try to do that about three times.

Adrenaline coursed through Liberty's body as she dived into Hannah, enjoying the feel of her enemy's body crunch beneath her move. Still, the punk was surprised when the reilient blonde came back, elbowing her face, and forcing Liberty to scramble up and back away a little. She still felt she had the advantage, though, seeing her opponent coughing; in her battle-lust, Liberty would snatch the computer monitor off the desk, raise it above her head, then dramatically toss it down onto the struggling Hannah, grinning at the thought of the smash it would make.

Hannah was on the recieving end of a lot of attacks at the moment, taking some serious hits from Liberty, which was a big problem. She was in trouble, but she would use her arms to try to not get it smashed across her head or torso, so when Liberty tossed the monitor, she would raise her arms and duck, making the monitor smash her arms, some glass getting on her arms. She would attempt a counter attack right there, she would burst the best she could towards Liberty, aiming to headbutt her in the gut. If it connected she would be favoring her leg, limping on it trying to get up.

Liberty snarled as the glass-scratched Hannah surged forwards, butting her in the belly and forcing a groan from the black-haired girl. The impact would make Liberty stagger a little, but she would try and retaliate, grabbing Hannah's bowed head and attempting an elbow strike to the back of her skull, using her metal-plated pad. The girls were getting pretty intense now and Liberty hoped she could finish off the crazed blonde sooner rather than later.

Hannah had felt the metal pad smack her in the back of the head. She fell down hard onto the floor. She had looked up at Liberty and had started to crawl, trying to use Liberty as a support, putting her hands on Liberty's leg and would start to try to get up.

Liberty frowned as the injured Hannah peeled herself off the floor, crawling slowly but stubbornly toward her, pawing at the punk girl's leg. Creepily, it put her in mind of a zombie, a foe who'll keep coming back no matter what. As a result there was a slight hint of hysteria in Liberty's response.
"Just fucking stay down, bitch!" she cried. Recoiling a little from Hannah's grasping hands, her violent instincts dictated her improvised defence. Eyes blazing fiercely, Liberty would open the bottom drawer of the study's desk, then grab the back of the groggy blonde's head (while she was still on all fours) and place it facedown in the gap. Liberty would then slam the drawer shut with all her strength, smashing Hannah's head. She would try and repeat this brutal tactic several times, attempting to bludgeon the fight out of Hannah, taunting as she did so:
"Why? Won't? You? QUIT!?"

Hannah was guided to the drawer and was getting her head smashed over and over and over again. She felt an extreme pain in her head. She had not struggled during the process, simply because she could not do anything, her body beaten and bruised and her head being beaten like a drum. She would have been able to fight back, but it would take time.