Alison Seong vs. Death Bunny! (No DQ)

Forcing her hands forward as she slung D.B. over her shoulders and crashing down into the mat, it wasn't her normal version of a sitout version as she looked to get more torque in the move by dropping to her knees and more force to drive D.B. through the mat! She started laughing, she was so confident that this move was the finish, that she put away one of the longer runners in AFW, the Dreaded Death Bunny.

She could hear all of the gasps of shocks, right after their cries of disbelief. Alison's lips curled into a smile as she enjoyed proving people wrong, many people probably thought that D.B. was just going to run through her and make an example out of her with that people should still fear and respect her. Alison didn't believe the hype, she didn't fear or respect a girl who wore bunny ears and expected to be taken seriously.

Panting as she was on her fours, rising up to her knees she crawled towards D.B., there was no urgency to cover as she was all the more certain that D.B. had nothing to fight against her any more as she went for the pin, trying to wrap up D.B.'s leg.

D.B. remained splayed out and in a nigh unconscious stupor from what the vast majority of the audience had accepted as the unanticipated and extraordinary conclusion to the match. An upset of veritably epic proportions was unfolding before their eyes with a hungry rookie seemingly on the cusp of etching her name into the title scene with only a humble pin count to seal the deal.  Bright lights shimmered down in an out of focus blur thanks to having the back of her head whiplashed violently against the canvas. The infamous bunny laying in a defeated slump with her eyes shut tight as the smiling rookie shuffled towards her...

...only to have D.B.'s right hand instantly spring up for a squeezing clench on Alison's' neck, with the bunny girl herself eerily lurching up to a seated position as if out of her own grave to a stunned gasp from the audience!! A supernaturally spine-chilling glare centered squarely on Alison’s smug face inches apart from her own.

"That...really...fucking...hurt..." D.B. uttered with pure and unadulterated wrath etched onto her face, her newfound adrenaline springing her up to her feet at an uncanny pace. She never relented on the vice-like grip that sought to haul this sorry sack of trash up along with her, the grim bunny girl than tugging Alison forward and situating her arm over D.B.'s shoulder. The cheering audience recognizing the set-up before D.B. could put it into play with a guttural groan. It was an attempted choke-slam that was given even more hang time thanks to D.B.'s freakish strength, her free hand yanking up on the back of Alison's tights for more leverage, and her frothing desire to see this bitch slammed straight to hell.

Alison's cocky smile plastered her face, just thinking about all the waves she was going to make with this momentous achievement for her first match in AFW as she got close to D.B. However, that cocky smirk and all of her swagger in crawling immediately vanished when she felt the hand of D.B. grasp her throat. It took a second for her to process that D.B. was still functioning after her powerbomb, but the fear really sunk in when D.B. sat up and gave her a death glare like nothing Alison has ever seen before!

Gasping and coughing for air as she clawed at the hand, trying to pry it off of her throat and get some fresh air into her lungs, to no avail. Her eyes were locked with D.B.'s frozen with fear as she couldn't bring herself to pull them apart from the crippling glare of the Dreaded One as she rose up, pulling Alison with her as the brash upstart continued to try and free herself.

On her feet in D.B.'s grasp, Alison's closest arm was slung over D.B's shoulder, and with frightening power she lifted Alison up by her throat, Alison being forced to follow less her head being detached from her head as she was hauled up and given a tight wedgie to boot. Eyes bulging out of her head, Alison felt the sharp whip going backwards as a short moment later she was driven into the mat with crushing force! Her legs suspended above her as Alison's body contorted and flopped down on her front, twisting around as she laid front first on the mat!

Stunned audience members gawked or cheered wildly from the downright otherworldly resurgence. Someone who was once thought to be seconds away from being declared the definitive loser of the match was now standing tall and seemingly unfazed by a finisher that failed to live up to its name. The supreme satisfaction that came with seeing the rekindled terror in Alison's eyes before she was folded up into an accordion by the brutal choke slam still didn't satiate the grim bunny reaper. A primal bloodlust narrowing her tunnel vision even further as D.B. glared vengeful daggers down at the lifeless newcomer...

D.B. stomped in front of Alison and tilted her head up to showcase the hollowed out, soulless look in her eyes. An exaggerated cutthroat gesture across D.B.'s neck with her thumb preceded D.B. bending down to clamp her clawed hands onto Alison's' flowing mane. However heavy Alison was seemed to be a non-issue as D.B. seamlessly hauled the rookie out of her slumber and back to her feet before flipping her upside-down in a belly-to-belly pile driver position.

She clamped down on Alison's waist to help to prolong the newcomer's suspended state for several seconds longer. It was a helpless and embarrassing position to be caught in, one that was made even more-so by Alison's still wedgied backside on perfect display for her new oogling fanbase to appreciate. Though it was one that Alison wouldn't have to endure for too long before the grim bunny reaper would go to her top-toes and drop to her knees for her impactful Gravestone Piledriver finisher. Followed up immediately with her Rest In Peace pin attempt that folded Allison's arms over her swelling chest like a cadaver being put to rest.

Alison moaned out as she laid face first in the mat, her upper back and head was killing her after that painful chokeslam as her world was turned upside down. Through her jumbled mind all she could think about was the look on D.B.s face, how it stopped Alison in her tracks and prevented her from doing any sort of retaliation or escape. Most would call it fear, but Alison refused to believe despite it being the obvious. D.B. grabbed her by the back of her head, hauling her off of the ground as she was practically dead weight after being slammed straight to hell.

But D.B. didn't care, that fierce and vile look of revenge was burning into Alison, even if she was unaware of it. With ease D.B. plucked Alison off of the ground as she was flipped upside down and belly to belly with the Dreaded One. It was only after she was head between D.B.'s legs and too late to do anything about did Alison realize the danger she was in! Her legs only flopped about as her only form of resistance as she was dropped head first into the mat.

Spiked on her head, Alison's arms flailed about as she laid flat on the mat, her eyes shut and motionless. D.B. would grab both of her hands and cross them over her chest in a morbid symbology as Alison was face first in D.B.'s crotch, perfect pinning position for the ref girl to come sliding in!

"ONE!"

"Two!"

"Three!"

In what was by all accounts a perfunctory pin attempt, D.B. nevertheless relished every lasting second that came with weighing Alison down for the grim pinfall. In what was an unexpectedly far more challenging matchup than she had anticipated, D.B. felt rejuvenated beyond words in what was still her return match after being shelved for months by injuries from Cecilia. For all of the trash-talking and verbal tongue lashing they put eachother through, D.B. had to admit that the hardcore newcomer had provided the perfect challenge to get her mind back into the game. It was a shot of adrenaline in the arm and an ecstatic high that she still hadn't come down from, and the uncharacteristic smirk on her face was evidence of how much grim satisfaction she took from driving Allison's head into the ground like that.

With her macabre theme sounding off, D.B. would shove herself off of Alison's heaving chest and briefly seat her bubbly, blue-jeaned backside on the newcomer's groaning face. One final bit of lasting humiliation as D.B. wafted one of her gloved hands through her sweaty purple locks to brush them out of her line of sight while exhaling deeply to breathe the fire out of her lungs. A cheering crowd applauding the surprisingly thrilling matchup as D.B. shoved herself back to her feet to have her arm raised high in victory before she yanked it back, the grim bunny girl not quite remembering the last time she received such an overwhelming pop from the audience. She stood dominantly over the lifeless newcomer, a ravenous sneer on her face indicating she could probably go a few more rounds had her opponent not already come down with a severe case of unconsciousness...

Alison laid back first on the mat, her arms still crossed after the pin as she was left in a morbid pose as if she was ready to be carted off to a morgue. But while D.B. was celebrating her win, Alison managed to come to and was left in a powerful daze. She had difficulty figuring out where she was after being dropped on her head, not even realizing that D.B. was standing over her in a dominating pose having been vanquished by the veteran. It was a crushing blow for Alison, her chance to come in strong and ride the wave of momentum not living up to expectations, but she was if anything determined and stubborn.

One loss wasn't going to derail her ambition. She'd accept the begrudging view of D.B. standing over her as she looked down on her with a sneer. That face along with the face of unbridled rage that was burned into Alison's mind was not going to be forgotten anytime soon.

There was also someone else who wasn't going to forget D.B.'s performance. In fact, she was so amped up after the match that she couldn't wait for a future encounter later down the line as she appeared on stage.

It was none other than Alexia.

The Twisted Alexia saw the violence that Death Bunny exerted onto her opponent, the uncontained fury. She wanted a piece of it, she wanted to have a go at someone with the name Death in her name! Lowering herself to a crouch, Alexia simply chose to take in the sight, with a big twisted smile watching her new object of interest standing in the ring over her beaten adversary! Their date was soon to come.

Despite having long since secured her victory, D.B. still remained enthralled in the primal bloodlust that came with putting the finishing touches on the hardcore rookie. No amount of steady breathing was cooling down her rapidly beating heart as she stood dominantly over the still dazed Alison who was just than beginning to stir back to life. So consumed she was by that intoxicating sense of euphoria that hardly noticed the crouching hyena with the demented grin on the top of the ramp she noticed a few audience members directing their attention towards Alexia, compelling D.B. to do the same.

It wasn't everyday that someone went to such extraneous methods just to not only secure a PPV match with D.B., but to also the macabre bunny girl the privilege of picking the match type. And yet that was the exact same arrangement that D.B. was only recently made aware of in regards to the upcoming Halloween PPV. This was D.B.'s first time getting an eyeful of this mystery challenger who so fervently desired to get put in a match nearly anyone else on the roster would have deemed as, no pun intended, a death wish.

D.B.'s immediate impulse leaned towards egging Alexia on into getting their bloody throwdown started right than and there while she still had that predatorial adrenaline rush...but rational thought was starting to eek it's way back into her hazy mindset. Simply sending a message would be far more satisfying in the long run.

With a clenching handful of Alison's flowing mane, D.B. would tug the hardcore rookie back to her knees before turning her in Alexia's direction. D.B. wanted Alexia to get a special preview of her just what exactly was in store for her at Fright Fight. D.B. then pointed at Alexia before making one more dramatic cutthroat gesture across her neck before chucking Alison back down to the canvas. A wholly unsettling smirk on the bunny girl's face as she began backpedaling only for the arena to be bathed in pitch black darkness for barely five seconds...only for the arena to be illuminated once more, with the ring now only being occupied by a befuddled referee and the lifeless Alison...

Her future opponent was definitely one who seemed to match all of Alexia's fun points, beautiful and extremely dangerous looking. There wasn't much that Alexia actually rated on girls in hopes of a fight, but this Death Bunny was something else. Ever since she heard that the two of them were going to face off in a match, Alexia couldn't help but keep a trained eye on her. And the more she did each passing second, the more and more she became enthralled with D.B. She was giddy with delight just watching her deliver hellacious beatdowns, she loved the sit up after taking a devastating move, she even liked the entire atmosphere around her!

She was the complete package, the complete package for a 100% Alexia fun night! She could hardly wait, she wanted to just rush into the ring and start brawling with the bunny earred masterpiece. But before she could move to do anything of the sort, she saw D.B. grasping at her defeated foe, intrigue and excitement.

Alison was completely oblivious to the fact that D.B. had another challenger who was sizing her up as she groaned out as she was plucked off of the mat, still in a daze as the thumb was draped across her neck before being thrown back down to the ground.

Alexia clapped her hands in front of her face, what a message to send! Her look of joy was a stark difference from the dark and serious look on D.B.'s face before there was a quick veil of darkness. Alexia was looking around in the dark in surprise, wondering what was happening as the lights came on, revealing that D.B. had disappeared. A look of shock and bewilderment was plastered on Alexia's face before it slowly turned into a twisted smile, evolving shortly into a psychotic laughter.

"Ahahahahahhaahahah! AHAHAHAHAH!"