2. Alyssa Lynch versus Miley Cyrus

Alyssa:
(22, 5’7, 120, 10:3 FCBA, VIXENs)



Miley:
(26, 5’5, 13:15 FCBA, Chimera)


BEFORE:
“Miley’s been with us before, and we all remember how that went for her…” Alyssa cocky in the pre-fight conference, citing Cyrus’ loss to fellow stablemate Lily Collins. “She’s fighting a REAL Bantamweight challenger tonight, so I don’t anticipate things to go her way. At all.” 

Miley of course looking defiant at the other end of the room, grinning as she responds. “First of, Alyssa - you’re no Lily Collins. Second, I’ve seen the way you fight, and I’ve seen your so-called quality opponents. Trust me - you’ve NEVER faced someone like me.”

Girls standing tall and proud as they face off in the middle of the ring. Alyssa with an almost blank expression as the weight of another possible loss tonight resting on her shoulders, whereas Miley continuing with that cheeky grin right back in her face, oozing charisma and confident as she gives a wave to her fans as they shout out her name looking for some attention. Alyssa in black bikini, red gloves, whereas Miley in pink bra, panties, set of black mitts firmly on. Referee rings the bell so here we go!!

ROUND 1:
Alyssa establishing the tone first, proves to be the aggressor as she confidently strides forward towards Miley’s corner. Miley still hanging back, trying to circle and flank her. Miley tries deterrence strategy with a combination of quick jabs thrown at the head, but Alyssa also nimble enough to avoid them with a flick of her head left or raising her guard to block. That quick advance giving her the advantage early: Alyssa chopping some punches into the singer’s gut, hooks spanking in left and right. She’s used to brawling with Alexis Ren, teaching her that sometimes you just gotta take what you want, and so she does. Miley grunting as each blow lands deeper and deeper on her flanks and sides, and she’s also not used to such brazen early brawling, gets herself controlled across the ring until her back is finally pressed into the ropes, where Alyssa continues with the body abuse, sticking leather into her midsection whenever the opportunity presents itself. Bell rings and Lynch pushes off Miley with a sharp exhale, heads back to corner looking pleased with herself.

ROUND 2:
Miley however not going to get caught in the same venus-fly trap twice, anticipates Alyssa’s second wild charge and rewarding her with a hard STUB to the nose, and then… nothing! Miley pulling back of range, focused and calm, leaving Alyssa to contemplate whether she should rush in for a second attempt, thankfully decides not to. Miley resuming her circling, firing off jabs into face and body. Now Cyrus the one in control, with Alyssa forced to defend herself from the more agile fighter, swatting away at her oncoming jabs but decidedly having some trouble getting them all as they land in her chest and stomach. Alyssa growling in frustration as another jab catches her flush on the face, decides to rush in anyways, swinging hard. Miley not prepared for *this* sudden rush, backs away but before she knows it, gets caught with a straight hand to the nose from Alyssa. More swipes at her body as the girls both take points from each other this round with back-and-forth. Round ends with a slight swing towards Cyrus’ side, the singer managing to control the action a little better.

ROUND 3:
Cyrus built for brawling too, you know, the stock girl adding muscle to her lean frame in recent years. We’re perplexed as to why she’s choosing a different tact in this fight. Alyssa just as agile as her, so her footwork not having the same effect as getting away from her punches. Cyrus once again getting caught in a corner in the 2nd minute as she tries to back away but fails when Alyssa wades in fast, hooks to the left and right side of her head rattling her. Another punch flurry to the tummy forces the clinch, with Miley wrapping arms around her foe’s chest, trying to control Alyssa’s attacks. She largely succeeds, preventing a walkover round. Alyssa finding trouble controlling the bigger girl, with Cyrus managing to muscle her way back out of corner step by step, and those gut shots into Alyssa’s tummy certainly help get her out of this predicament. Alyssa however not giving up ground that easily, responds with more stiff blows to Miley’s face up top in the clinch, bunching up the cheek repeatedly, manages to score a wide round for herself by dictating control for most of the round.

ROUND 4:
Like we said, Miley doing quite well for herself when she pushes in close range. Her corner encouraging her to do exactly that this round, and the crowd roars when both girls meet in the center and start to SWING. Miley with a loose guard, gloves measured floating in front of chest, allowing her to see Alyssa’s swings coming from afar. First hook misses completely when she weaves torso back just in time. Second one misses in similar fashion as Alyssa can't adjust her strategy in time, with Miley’s counter-hook well-timed returned, SWIVELS her head as it lands clean! UGHH! Another hook to the cheek pushes Alyssa’s head to the side, body following suit, and the Vixen looks to be trouble as she’s sent flying to the ropes. Miley staying right on top, making the Vixen gurgle in pain with rapid shots to the body. The two girls clinch up on the ropes, with Miley struggling to bury more fists into the stomach and Alyssa trying to stop her with arms entangled around hers. Round ends with the bell and one thing’s for sure: this was Miley’s round as she finds her brawling side and exploits Alyssa’s smaller frame.

ROUND 5:
Alyssa switching sides in the fifth when she realises Miley’s own adjustment of strategy.. Fine - if she wants to play the brawler role, I can go back to picking her off from afar, she must be thinking. Early results prove successful, with Miley now the one having to work to get in close enough for her hooks to start flying. Alyssa though throwing jabs at a distance, scoring multiple hits to the face, chest and body in wicked combinations that give Cyrus second thought by the middle of the round. Both are quality competitors at the end of the day, but their ability to adapt to their opponent’s moves on the fly proving frustrating when your opponent simply adapts right back. Miley managing sine well-timed shots of her own straight into Alyssa’s abs, but doesn’t do much more damage compared to the last round, allowing Alyssa to take the win by small margin.

ROUND 6:
Next round goes as expected, as can be expected of two girls eager to climb the rankings by any means necessary. Ladies hovering at arm’s length in the middle of the ring, tentative jabs landing on both sides of the aisle. Miley grunting as the third jab lands square on the cheek, but the famed singer shoots right back with a hard right straight to Alyssa’s nose, stunning her. That's it - Miley seizing opportunity, revealing all her cards. Another one-two bang BLAM into stomach forces the air out of Alyssa’s lungs as she backs away in sudden trouble. No escaping the determined girl this time, as Miley simply hounds her head with hooks left and right, going after the forearms at first but then GETS IT LUCKY when Alyssa’s arms loosen slightly - Miley with a right hand PLOUGH into cheek, knocking her opponent senseless, then ANOTHER one SWIVELS Alyssa about on her feet! She’s punch-drunk, ladies and gentlemen! Follow up hup hup hup body blows merely quicken Alyssa’s descent to canvas… she collapses chin first with a SPLAT... aaaaand it’s f*cking over folks!!

Official Decision: Miley Cyrus defeats Alyssa Lynch via KO6!

AFTER:
Alyssa rolling over to her back, chest rising and falling as she glares up at the ceiling lights, in denial more than anything about being responsible for the first loss tonight for the VIX corner, and perhaps more troubling: another in a long line of losses for the brunette, who’s just struggling and struggling to reach top contender status.

Miley rubbing salt into the wound, quite literally, with a brazen stomp of her foot into Alyssa’s exposed belly, then grinding her heel in for good measure. She’s sticking her tongue out for the cameras, enjoying Alyssa’s gasps of pain below and confidently declaring to noone in particular: “I’m the NEXT best thing, baby! Who’s gonna stop me??”

Of course, her party soon broken up when Alyssa’s teammates rush into the ring, Kyra Santoro still relatively fresh from her prior match but not fresh enough to catch Cyrus in the act - Cyrus just fast enough to avoid her clutches, still grinning to herself as she slips out quickly between the ropes and makes her way back up the ramp in celebratory mode, leaving Alyssa still flattened on the floor, contemplating her future.