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Already high-profile bout escalates to Main Event status as a win here could lock Camila into the January flyweight title bout! Camila claims to not be impressed: “This reeks of ‘Nessa & ‘Lisha. They wanted to ruin Hayden’s record, so they gave this big-name girl a Front Street schedule, ran the streak to a title, and now they have what they want, they’re going to leave her to be torn apart by the real sharks in the division. I’m going to be put an end to this before it gets out of hand. Put her on the sand today, put her on the canvas at the end of the month, now she’s back fighting fighters her own level. It’s tough love, but it’s the best thing for her!”
Millie less than appreciative: “I’m the friggin’ flyweight champion and they still think I’m a fluke! They’ll be saying the same thing when I’m being inducted into the Hall! So I’m just going to have to settle for seeing their shocked faces when they start falling down in front of me!”
Ringposts-in-sand setup: Camila entering first, wearing her regular high-waisted black bikini, black gloves, hair back in a battle pony. Millie entering carrying the flyweight belt over her head, acknowledging the cheers of the crowd with a regal nod. Newly belted champion sporting a pink-and-white pattern bikini, white gloves, hair back in twin battle-braids. Both fighters barefoot in the sand
R1: Millie constructive early, stepping in the jab, threatening Camila with heavy right crosses. Mendes rolling-with, scampering away, she's not anxious to stand and bang. Midway through, ‘Mila baiting Millie forward with pesky little belly-jabs, sliding back in her stance, left hand dangling, Brit lunges and Mendes counter-hooks, whipping the left up off hip and pivoting clockwise like a champ. BROWN'S HURT! Millie staggering face-first into ropes, righting herself, forming earmuff: Camila over to offence as bigger girl hunches forward in the pocket. Mendes leans in, right hand pushing on Brown's guard while left hand hacks in behind right elbow. 'Mila keeping it tight n' scrubby, crowding to smother while fitting her punches in.
R2: Girls fence jabs while circling clockwise; Camila steps out, looking things over from outside. It's Mendes initiating mini-pounces - jabbing at Brown's eyeline, then trying for her tummy with a quick left or right, scooting out of range of receipts. Millie composed, organized, keeping hands up, ignoring the pesky touches to gradually walk ‘Mila down. Brown getting the jab on Mendes late; crowding close to palm shoulders/walk her into ropes, Millie gets big late, but round ends before she can make the most of it.
R3: Camila fades Millie's charge, fits her for the counterhook, sidesteps left as rookie staggers past chin-checked and woozy. Mendes curls in on British right flank, spritzing punches: Brown tattooed to ropes, flurried into compliance: left arm up across her face; right across her body; butt in ropes. Camila tip-tap-tips straight left/rights up the middle, setting up wider, heavier lefts or chopping little rights. Mendes working upstairs and down - switching torso side to side as she carves the punches in. Brown roundly thrashed: she's not comfortable or effective against the ropes - sturdy little legs are put to the test through 3.
R4: Camila jabs tummy, cuffs breast, then rapidly backpedals while flurrying, just deflecting Millie's angry attack. Mendes circles-out near ropes, hopping into the open all jugs-and-tummy a-jiggle, forcing Brown to follow. Down the stretch, 'Mila baits her trap - reaching in a pesky tummy-jab; sliding back in-stance with left hand dangling, Millie storms forward; brunette issues rubbery check-hook off the hip, pivoting clockwise around the clout and DOWN GOES BROWN! Millie dropped to her butt - up quickly, but flustered: Camila's showing veteran savvy through 4
R5: Camila reaches her left hand into Millie's waistband, using it to tug her forward/spin her round. Brown off balance, taking clouting right hands as Mendes tugs and punches, ref breaks it up, 'Mila on the attack until a digging left uppercut takes her in the sternum, bunches her up stricken as MBB goes over to offence. Whacking right takes Camila in her waist just behind the elbow; Millie doubles the left jab, then shoves a left up into breasts with a short shoulder-shrugging motion, winning a bleat of pain from Mendes. Camila in earmuff, keeping right at her temple as she clouts super-short hooks in close: Millie cuffed upon her chin, eyes sleepy in receipt. Right uppercut picks 'Mila's chin up, rolls her eyes back for a second: Brown forward with a shoving right to gut, then stepping in with body weight behind a hook to chin. MENDES GOES DOWN! Camila suddenly looking used up - legs locking as she sits back to sprawl on canvas. Millie shouting down "HOOOO!" until ref pushes her away, Camila all jittery pulling herself up. Seconds left: Mendes covers up butt-in-ropes, Brown steps-to, whirls away a vicious palm-down sequence of lefts and rights to the ribs and waist that has brunette sagging at bell. Ref pulls a snarling Brown off her prey: MBB with no intention of stopping unless physically compelled.
R6: Camila’s stabbing delivery beats Millie to punches midring—punching jabs to face; right hands sloping down to tummy. Brown driven backwards: she gets her head swiveled by a jolting right cross, hits ropes in disarray. Mendes edging in low—pouring straight right/left crisscross punches into Millie’s gut: Brit pushes forward hurt, hugging at her body as ‘Mila jams away. Brown baring her teeth, bodies up, turning Mendes into the ropes: savage crisscross, stamping rights and lefts jam away to jug, pancaking those puppies as crowd goes wild. ‘Mila crossing her arms against her breasts: Millie stoops, gets back after that tummy crisscross—just a-jammin’ away straight lefts and rights. CAMILA GOES DOWN! Mendes shuddering on all fours—she bravely beats the count, but she’s blinking back tears, hugging her body as ref barks 8. ON COMES MILLIE! Running right hand takes Mendes across her hairline, knocking her into ropes; pair of stuffing, straight left hands wedges into jug, then Brown draws the left arm back, whacks a hook hard to tummy, bouncing the mitt off ‘Mila’s goodies. Millie reaches in, stacks her up, keeps scrubbin’. Murderous jackhammer crisscross stamps at Camila’s tummy again, pushes in, stacks, then gets after jug with ram-stamping lefts and rights. It’s all too much, Mendes laying on the ropes as Millie hammers at her: ref steps in and cradles her to safety. TKO6 in bullying fashion for Millie Bobby Brown.
After: Chaos erupts! Millie rounding the ring, drinking in the applause, ‘Mila berating the ref for calling the fight too soon. Brown getting up in Mendes’ face, “Put me down easy, eh, b!tc#, that’s what you were gonna do?” shoving Camila’s shoulders. Mendes grabs onto Brown’s braids and pulls the new Champion’s face into her cleavage! Camila scrubs the flyweight champion’s face across her breasts, before shoving her back onto the ropes. Officials pulling the fighters apart as Millie starts the year as the youngest champion in FCBA history, but also starts it with sweat and sand from ‘Mila’s boobs smeared across her sand
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