Sienna Miller vs. Jessica Lucas

(Words by Empire, results by Lookout!)

Before the bell: “I was a little surprised when I got the call from Jessica’s management. At first I thought that it was Stella wanting another go, her annoying big sister, that witch Nicole, or even Alba, but alas no such luck. But, a fight is a fight. I just hope that Jessica knows what she’s gotten herself into” states a confident Sienna Miller. “Sienna was relevant for a long time, but ever since she decided to swap divisions, she’s been hard pressed to avoid getting dropped. While I didn’t get the win against Valance, I feel that my size and power will give lil’ Miss Miller fits tonight” responds Jessica. 

The spectators at home are treated to a rare outdoor evening bout from Atlantic City. The ring and stands are set up just off the boardwalk, with the bright lights of the surrounding casinos adding a big fight feel to this Saturday night clash.

Jessica comes out first, escorted by her coach Nicole De Boer, tapping her mitts against the adoring crowd's hands as she works her way down the entranceway. Nicole slowly removes her wards’ white robe to reveal a leopard print bikini with matching gloves. The brunette keeps her hair tied back in a high ponytail and opts to go barefoot as she warms up in the Team Canada corner. Sienna comes out next, escorted by Jamie Pressly, eyes narrowed as she storms her way to the ring. Jamie removes Miller’s robe to reveal a zebra print bikini with matching gloves. The blonde also opts to tie her hair back in a ponytail and goes barefoot. During the official’s instructions, a tense staredown ensues as the actresses exchange words before tapping gloves and returning to their respective corners. 

R1: Sienna putting her legs on display early, darting in and out as she stoops to jab Jessica’s belly, before stinging her cheeks and breasts with rapid stinging jabs. Lucas covers up, arms crossed as she gives up her abs, pursuing her girl as she takes the blonde’s shots like a champ, retaliating with short clubbing hooks off Miller’s guard and flanks. Sienna does a great job keeping her back off the ropes, pivoting from side to side as the brunette stalks her around the ring, dictating the pace from bell to bell in the first.

R2: Jessica back where she left off as the second begins, stalking her girl along the perimeter as she begins to time and deflect Sienna’s offerings, eventually working in a punishing right jab that makes it increasingly difficult for the blonde to punch and run. The brunette slowly works her way close, emboldened as she eats a trio of jabs off her forehead, gritting her teeth as she slices a left uppercut off Miller’s abs before leaning in belly to belly to force the enraged blonde to carry her weight and take a little juice out of her legs. Sienna growling as she’s trapped along the ropes, but after a few moments she digs her heels in and responds with a pair of buggywhip right hands just above Jessica’s hip, following up with a left to the navel, sending a shockwave through the big brunette’s core. Lucas badly smitten, holding her girl close as the bell rings to end the second.

R3: Sienna and Jessica drop the classy boxing act and begin to slug away in the trenches, leaning in cheek to cheek, as they sling quick combinations off offending bellies and breasts. The crowd roars as the pair begin to reduce one another with sustained punishment, chanting for their favored girl when she knocks her foe off balance before screaming in anger when the tide turns. After two minutes of pure brawling the brunette takes control, slipping beneath a left hook as she blasts Sienna in the mouth with a chopping right, following up with a pair of lefts to the belly that send a tremor through the blonde’s legs and send her babystepping backwards. Brunette in pursuit, slinging punches with both hands as Sienna covers up earmuff, pounding away at her foe until the bell. Jessica bellows in her foes face before raising a mitt to the crowd on her way to her corner, as she’s finally getting on the board in a big way.

R4: Jessica throwing caution to the wind as she rushes straight at her girl, startling the blonde who covers up earmuff and pumps out stay away jabs, only to get her belly button battered by a sledgehammer right as she moans behind her gloves. Brunette using her size and strength advantage to keep her girl trapped, butting her back with her left shoulder and forearm whenever she tries to spin free or clinch, shoveling brutal shots into her core as Miller’s legs go limp, the blonde is sobbing aloud into her mitts as her sun kissed core begins to turn hot pink. Sienna ashen faced, mouth pinched shut in agony as she hurls an off balance desperation right that sails over the brunette’s head, leaving her face vulnerable to a piledriver right uppercut that launches the stunned former champ a few inches in the air before she drops to the canvas! Jessica bellowing, raising her mitts as she struts to the neutral corner, playing to the crowd as the official rushes in to check on Sienna before beginning the count. As she turns back towards her foe, Lucas suddenly swears up a storm as she stomps her foot in frustration as the blonde somehow gets her bearings at six and rises at the count of nine. Miller slowly makes her way forward, shaking her head as the official looks her over before calling the brunette forward. Jessica charges forward, fighting back a grin as she punishes her girl up and down from every angle. A casual observer would be forgiven if they mistook the brunette for the former two time champ as she batters her girl along the ropes for a good thirty seconds before blasting her in the mouth with a left hook, bringing a stream of blood trickling down the stunned blonde’s mouth onto her bikini top and all over Jessica’s gloves. As the brunette sees the crimson stains on her gloves her eyes begin to twinkle as she redoubles her efforts, leaning in close as she slowly picks her blonde apart, leaning in close as she whispers “Si si, it’s ok, you should just quit, or drop your gloves and I’ll give you a nap, how do you want me to end it?” in her foes ear.  Miller takes a heck of a beating as her legs somehow keep her up to the bell despite her looking like she’s ready to go with one more solid shot.  Lucas screams at her foe as she limps back to her corner, imploring the official to ask the blonde to tap out. Sienna fights back tears as she shakes the ref off, head buried in her chest, chest and belly heaving as Jamie desperately tries to revive her. 

R5: Jessica flies off her stool yet again, surging with confidence as she seeks to further punish her girl, switching to her jab as she seeks to demoralize her foe by swiping her game

plan, pelting her in the forehead with needling jabs before retreating to the outside, dropping her hands to her sides to taunt the blonde before retreating back to torment her anew. Sienna keeps her guard up, playing Jessica’s game as she follows her around the ring, biding her time before she times the showboating brunette’s left jab, parrying it with her right before blasting her in the left breast with a jab of her own. The brunette howls in indignation, retreating back a few steps behind a raised guard as the veteran blonde limps after her, hurling hooks into Jessica’s belly as she folds forward and drapes her mitts over Miller’s shoulders. Sienna is enraged, snarling “ok Jessie, ready to take a knee” as she slowly muscles her into the ropes and pops a left cross into the reeling brunette's cheek that opens a small cut just below her eye. Lucas holding on for dear life, slowly getting her arms around the blonde’s as she pins Sienna’s hands to her sides as the blonde twists in her grip, both girls cross their feet as they clumsily stagger into the cables, pried apart by the official as they hit the canvas. Neither girl looks like they’re ready to go twelve, mouths open, drenched in sweat as they slowly make their way back to their respective corners, wearily raising their guards as the official waives them back in, only to be granted a reprieve as the bell rings to end the fifth. 

R6: Neither girl looks to have gotten much if any rest as the sixth round begins, nonetheless the pair slowly trod mid ring behind raised guards before letting their hands fly with the realization that despite being a close fight, this one can’t and won’t go much longer, punishing one another with savage hooks and stinging jabs as they close the distance, eventually leaning in cheek to cheek, keeping their left mitts at their cheeks as they slap away freely with their rights, grunting as they throw and whimpering upon receipt. Sienna grimacing as she takes a nasty hook to the ribs, twisting to the side just enough to slip an uppercut into the brunette’s chin as Jessica staggers backwards in a daze, mitts at her chest as the blonde swivels her head with a right hook that sends her mouthpiece flying across the ring in a drizzle of sweat and blood. Lucas teeters to her right, pawing for the ropes as she collapses to the canvas and lands on her derriere, parallel to the cables. Miller wearily raises her right as she blubbers incoherently, escorted to the neutral corner by the official as she holds the top rope, struggling to stand, much less comprehend what just happened. As the official moves forward to check on Jessica, she waives it off, signaling for the medical crew. KO 6 Sienna Miller!

Sienna is badly battered but smiling as she begins her post fight interview “Juh, je, Jessica, is tougher than I thought she’d be. She has pop, but her, her lack of rounds was her undoing. While she had me, well, ready to go a few times, she didn’t close and as time went on didn’t have the stamina reserves to send it to the cards. I wish her well in the future, as long as it isn’t against me.” Jessica is unavailable for comments as she’s rushed back to her locker room for medical evaluations, but Nicole pauses for a moment, glaring at the journalist before bellowing out “this is far from over.”