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20 January 2024 Madison Beer vs Diana Korkunova

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VIX: PINKED AND PETALED @ THE ROSE BOWL

Posted by caspian on 20 January 2024 at 1:34 am

VIX: Pinked and Petaled @ the Rose Bowl

(Results: Lookout, Words: Caspian)

1. Madison Beer vs. Diana Korkunova

Madison:
(24, 5’5, 8:3 FCBA, VIXENs)

Diana:
(27, 5’5, 1:5 FCBA, SIRENs)

BEFORE:
The crowd is abuzz as Madison Beer, herself beaming with pride, holds up her newly signed VIX contract, her smile wide as cameras flash around her. She’s dressed to impress, wearing a sleek black leather jacket paired with a white V-neck top that subtly showcases her athletic build, complemented by form-hugging black jeans that emphasize her readiness for the physical challenge ahead. Her dark hair falls in soft waves, framing her face as she addresses the gathered media with a mix of pride and determination.

"I know there were doubters out there,” she says later. “People who didn't believe in my abilities. But here I am, officially a Vixen, ready to prove them all wrong," Beer declares, with a confident nod.

It’s no doubt been a rough journey for the American songstress, having been released by Lookout! Boxing more than a year ago, and not having found official representation since. Well, at least she’s kept herself busy in the ring, and as Kate Beckinsale reiterates from the press podium, “Beer’s been through a vigorous vetting process, and though countless other girls were considered, she’s got the strength, hunger, and ability to succeed in the VIX locker room.”

Across the room from her, Diana Korkunova of the SIRENs presents a contrasting demeanor. Cool and composed, Diana looks entirely dismissive, not liking it one bit that their pre-fight press conference has been turned into a mini promotional event. The brunette is dressed in a sharp, tailored white blazer that accentuates her physique, her hair pulled back in a sleek ponytail, highlighting her focused gaze.

Diana's response to Madison's enthusiasm is measured but direct. "Madison may be celebrating her signing tonight, but I'm here to spoil the party. I plan to embarrass her in her very first fight as a Vixen. The pressure is on her shoulders, and I intend to use that to my advantage," she states, her voice calm but carrying an undercurrent of challenge.

Shots fired early, and they don’t let up. Madison glares at her back, before continuing on to speak about training hard these past few weeks for her debut. But Diana interjects with another cutting remark, "Let's see if you can fight as well as you pose for the cameras, babe.”

This jibe strikes a nerve, and Madison's expression shifts from pride to indignation. And during the official staredown later, both ladies stride up to each other and stand mere inches apart, Madison's eyes burning with a passionate resolve, while Diana maintains a cool, almost dismissive gaze.

And suddenly, Madison's control snaps! The American singer lashes out with a swift, open-handed slap across Diana's face, the sound echoing sharply in the room! Diana reels from the unexpected attack but quickly regains her composure, immediately retaliating with a barrage of fists aimed for Beer’s body and head! Good lord! Not a great first impression for the newest debutante, but I guess that’s the nature of these VIX clashes anyways, with the two fighters engaged in a messy scuffle on stage, their movements more instinctive than trained as they barreled into each other in a hail of flying limbs and insults.

Quickly, security rushes onto the stage, pulling the two fighters apart. Madison's breathing is heavy, her eyes blazing with a mix of anger and determination. Diana, though slightly disheveled, maintains a composed facade, been here done that, yet her eyes are cold and calculating, enraged that this youngster dared put a hand on a former Flyweight champion. As they are separated, the crowd continues to buzz, eagerly awaiting the showdown that will unfold later in the ring!

Twenty-four hours later, the atmosphere at the Rose Bowl is electric, with the ring set up in the center of the iconic stadium, surrounded by a sea of vibrant pink and white flowers. The floral theme extends to the ring itself, adorned with petals along the ropes and corners, and the evening sky casting a soft glow over the scene.

The stadium lights dim, and the opening notes of "Home With You" by Madison Beer herself echo through the arena. Of course she’s chosen one of her own songs! The American singer emerges first, dressed in a sleek, black sports bra and matching trunks, her outfit accented with silver trim that sparkles under the lights. Her gloves are a glossy black, complementing her attire. As she strides down the aisle, she wears a determined gaze. Reaching the ring, she slips off a lightweight, shimmering robe, revealing her toned fighter's physique underneath. She shadowboxes briefly, warming up, her movements precise and fluid.

Moments later, Diana's entrance music, "Survivor" by Destiny's Child, fills the arena, signaling her own arrival. Diana steps into the spotlight, wearing a striking red sports bra and trunks, creating a bold contrast against the floral backdrop. Her gloves are a deep crimson, and her walk to the ring is strong, measured, and purposeful, her eyes locked on the insolent rookie in the ring itself. After climbing the steps, she removes her robe, a simple yet elegant white piece, and begins her final preparations.

Both fighters stretch and shadowbox in their corners, their eyes occasionally meeting in a silent exchange of challenges. The referee calls them to the center of the ring for final instructions, but of course neither girl is paying attention to him, and they return to their corners without any offer to touch gloves.

They settle into their respective stances in their corners, and with a wave of the hand, HERE WE GO with ten rounds of Flyweight action!

ROUND 1:
And here comes Madison, immediately taking the initiative! The newest Vixen wants to prove her worth to everyone in the audience, but particularly to her latest stablemates! She rushes in repeatedly, her black gloves shooting in as she aims to land punishing blows on Diana’s head and body. She throws a series of jabs and crosses, each one delivered with the intent to overwhelm, and in these opening moments, we see Beer’s power first hand, rocking the Siren back a couple of paces as they stun into the arms and body, but don’t do much damage. Diana, on the other hand, maintains her cool under pressure, moves around the ring with her crimson gloves raised in a defensive posture. She’s seen it all before, especially a beginner trying to prove herself and overextend, skillfully dodging the initial onslaught and waiting for the right moment to strike back. And when she does respond, boy is it effective! Diana's counterattacks are equally powerful and well-timed, a series of sharp hooks slammed into Madison’s sides and arms, punishing her for her over-eagerness. Each hook from Diana's gloves lands with a resounding "thwack" to the guard, physically jolting Beer and halting her aggressive advance. Later, the round sees multiple instances of close-quarters brawling, with both fighters getting tangled up in a fierce exchange of snarls and blows. Both in the pocket, they ram their gloves into each other's faces and bodies, the sound of leather slammed into flesh echoing through the arena. "Thud! Crack!" The impacts are hard and fast, with each fighter taking as much as they give. Despite Diana's effective counters, Madison's relentless aggression ultimately pays off, in the closing moments managing to push Diana back with a swift left-right-left combo spanked off the tummy, forcing Diana towards the ropes. Madison's intensity is clear as she lands a few more solid blows both high and low before the bell rings and she’s forced to step back, breathing heavily but with a sense of accomplishment. She may have won the round closely, but the physical toll of Diana's counterattacks is also evident on her face. Madison knows that as the adrenaline fades, she'll feel the after-effects of Diana's punishing hooks off her face, but nevertheless, she's set the stage for what promises to be an intense and grueling battle to come!

ROUND 2:
Diana adopts a more defensive stance, her crimson gloves raised, ready to parry and counter anything the overeager Beer can throw at her this time. As predicted, Madison, still fueled by the adrenaline, lunges forward with a series of aggressive jabs. Her black gloves slice through the air, aimed for the head. But Diana, with her seasoned agility, leans back and weaves, causing those gloves to harmlessly whistle past her cheek. Suddenly, a swift left hook arcs right back, too gracefully, Diana’s glove connecting solidly with the ribcage with a "crack" of leather on bone, making Madison wince and her body momentarily recoiling. Undeterred, Madison hugs her side but then regroups, throwing a right cross back, which Diana again anticipates and avoids with ease, stepping to the side and letting the punch graze in the air. Swiftly, the Siren lunges in and down the middle, a sharp uppercut cutting through the arms and grazing the youngster’s chin, snapping her head back with an OUCH! The rest of the round evolves into a tactical dance, with Diana skillfully exploiting Madison's eagerness to brawl. More calculated body shots sail in, each punch connecting with Madison's torso, her muscles tensing up, and a series of muffled "thumps" and grunts resonating through the ring. Towards the end, Madison, feeling the pressure, tries to increase her pace. Lesson not learnt, apparently! She tries to rush Diana down with a flurry of hooks, her gloves pounding against the arms and occasionally slipping through to snag the torso. But Korkunova maintains her balance and circles away, confident in having taken this round already. As the bell rings, both fighters step back, their chests heaving. Diana returns to her corner with a slight edge and grin, her strategic approach having paid off in this round!

ROUND 3:
Despite the latest setback, Beer moves in close, those black gloves raised and ready to deliver more punishing blows. Diana on the other hand adopts a more cautious approach, her crimson gloves weaving in front of her as she looks for openings to exploit. The round quickly escalates into a fierce exchange of close-quarters, heavy hooks. Madison takes the lead, landing a solid bash to the face, making the Siren reel to the side from the hit. But she quickly recovers, before countering with her own powerful hook that smacks into Madison's body, eliciting a grunt from the young Vixen. Later, Korkunova continues to evade her aggressive swings, falling back on her training and experience to side-step a couple more haymakers to her head. However, her luck doesn't last long. In an attempt to land a decisive hook back, Diana overextends herself, missing her own target and almost losing her balance in a gasp and shout… She’s underestimated Beer’s own agility and speed, and Madison capitalizes on her misstep! With a swift motion, she slaps a counter-hook right into Diana's cheek, the force of the blow sending the Siren stumbling backwards with a groan! OUCH!! And the rest of the round sees Madison in fast pursuit, her confidence growing with each successful strike… She chases Diana back, her gloves flying inwards and determined to score on any skin she can! Diana, struggling to regain her footing, finds herself on the defensive, her movements becoming more about survival than strategy, and each of her attempts to counter are met with more ferocious swings from Madison, driving her further towards the ropes. Several more nasty bangs and butts has Diana curled up against the ropes, her tummy getting drummed on in the final seconds before the referee steps in to intervene! Madison’s still running on adrenaline as she roars her dominance back to her corner, whilst Diana appears shaken as she stumbles back to her own, looking to find a way to counter the rookie’s aggression.

ROUND 4:
Both girls meet again in the center of the ring, their eyes locked in fierce competition to outpunch the other, signaling another round of brutal, tit-for-tat brawling. More heavy blows land in tandem, their gloves targeting each other's faces and chins with precision. Diana lands the first significant hit, her crimson glove snapping Madison's head to the side with a resounding "CRACK!" of leather on the side of her chin. The impact is jarring, causing Madison's face to contort momentarily under the force of the blow. The Vixen, however, is quick to retaliate, swinging back on instinct, and with equal ferocity, her black glove connecting with Diana's chin in a powerful arc, sending the Siren's head reeling to the opposite side. As the round progresses, the fight takes on a rhythm of its own, with both fighters seemingly agreeing to work over each other's bodies. They exchange a series of punishing body shots, their gloves thudding against torsos in a relentless assault. Each hit is met with grunts and gasps, the impact of the gloves against flesh and muscle evident in the way their bodies react, folding and contorting and sliding off to the side with each strike. In the midst of the intense battle, Diana feints a jab to Madison's face, drawing a defensive reaction. In that split second of distraction, the Siren’s glove arcs down in a swift, powerful motion, targeting Madison's tummy. The glove lands with a deep "THUD!" right into Madison's belly button, folding her body over! Beer’s eyes widen in shock, a sharp gasp escaping her lips as her torso crumples over the point of impact. Her knees buckle slightly, and her arms instinctively wrap around her midsection, trying to shield herself from further blows. However, gritting her teeth and pushing through the pain, she counters with remarkable speed. Right as Diana pulls back her arm, preparing for another strike, Madison surges forward, swinging her own glove in a tight arc, targeting Diana's waistline, which connects with a solid "WHUMP!" against her toned abs. As sweet payback, Diana's body reacts instantly, her back arching as she absorbs the blow. A muffled grunt escapes her lips, her face contorting with a mix of pain and determination. For a moment, she's forced to lean forward, her body folding over Madison's glove. And the cycle continues, each fighter taking turns to deliver and receive punishing body shots. Diana, recovering from Madison's counter, throws a vicious uppercut aimed for the center of her stomach. Her glove drives upward with precision, burying itself into the abdomen with a muffled "THUMP!" Madison's body jolts upward, her mouth opening in a silent cry of pain, her eyes squeezed shut as she experiences the invasive force of the punch. Madison, however, channels her pain into power, launching a swift hook to Diana's belly. Her glove connects with the lower abdomen, just beneath the navel, with a resounding "SMACK!" Diana's body folds sharply over the blow, her breath expelled in a harsh exhale, her face etched with a grimace. As the relentless exchange of body shots continues, both fighters begin to show signs of fatigue, finding support from each other, their bodies instinctively gravitating closer in a mutual struggle. Their shoulders bump and grind, as they jostle for position. Diana, with a slight edge in her stance, wraps her left arm around Madison's shoulder, pulling her in closer. Their chests press together, the fabric of their tops brushing against each other, as they fight for breath. Madison responds in kind, her right arm snaking around Diana's neck, their cheeks almost touching, hot breath mingling in the short space between them. In this intimate, grueling clinch, Diana’s glove pounds away at Madison's exposed side, delivering a series of short, sharp hooks to her ribs. Her body jerks with each hit, her own arm tightening around Diana's neck in a reflexive response to the pain, before using her own fist to hammer into the Siren’s side torso. The two fighters sway and stumble together, their bodies locked in a desperate dance, till finally, the referee pulls them apart, and both girls have a weary but defiant look in their eyes as they head back to their corners, clutching their bodies.

ROUND 5:
And Diana kicks off the fifth with a BIG bomb thrown forwards, a power hook launched high and mighty, and one that Beer doesn’t see coming! The youngster weaved left when she should have gone right! A grimace flashes across her face as she absorbs the blow squarely on the cheek! Madison, however, quickly steadies herself, shaking the pain off, her eyes narrowing in focus. Just as Diana throws another overhand her way, Beer retaliates with a vicious hook of her own, her black glove finding its target on Diana's chin, the impact resounding with a loud "THWACK!" that stuns the Siren, her head jerking back under the force. The fight then descends into a brutal exchange of body blows. Both fighters, slightly dazed, stumble into each other, their gloves trading leather in a fierce contest. Madison initiates the clinch, her fists pounding away at Diana's stomach with a series of fast hooks. Each punch lands with a muffled "thud," visibly shaking her body. Diana's abs contort and quiver under the relentless assault, her breaths coming out in sharp grunts of "hnnghh!" and "haaaughh!" with each hit. Despite Madison's rapid-fire attack, the Siren counters with slower, more deliberate uppercuts. Her crimson gloves drive deep into the center of Madison's tummy, each uppercut landing with a heavy "whump!", forcing her body to fold over her fist, her face contorting with each hit. As Diana's uppercuts continue to land, Madison is gradually driven back into the corner turnbuckle. Her back presses against the padding, trapped, and each of Diana's uppercuts making her body jerk and shudder, her own punches losing their earlier speed and power. Sensing her weakening defenses, Diana further grabs Madison by the back of her head and neck, pulling her closer. With her free hand, she continues to swipe, pound, and slug at Madison's exposed midsection. Each glove lands with precision, digging into the soft flesh of her belly. The Vixen’s in trouble, her hands weakly clutching at Diana's shoulders, trying to push her away, but the effort is in vain. Her mouth hangs open, gasping for air.. "You're nothing but a little punching bag, aren't you?" Diana huffs overhead, almost cruelly, her lips brushing against Madison's trembling cheek. To Beer’s credit, she manages to stay upright, but just barely, and survives till the bell rings. A confident smirk is plastered all over Korkunova’s face as she takes a step back and surveys the damage done: Beer slumped in the corner, holding onto the top ropes for support, wondering what she’s gotten herself into!

ROUND 6:
And here Beer comes, that pounding in the fifth not stopping her momentum one bit! Diana defends herself from an early flurry thrown at her face, before one of her own return hooks is blocked by the youngster’s guard. Madison suddenly looks on form, her stance set, her shoulders rolled forward, muscles tensing as one her counter-hooks twists through the air and PUMMELS Diana to her cheek, whipping that shocked face to the side with a groan. Before Diana can pull away or react, another glove burrows deep into her abdomen with a muffled "WHUMP,” reverberating through her entire frame. Diana's eyes widen in shock, her lips parting, a series of involuntary grunts escaping as each breath is forcefully expelled from her lungs. Madison’s shoulders continue working in tandem with her hips, driving more and more gloves deeper into her tummy, driving the Siren back! Barely able to back away now, Diana's hands desperately clutch at Madison's shoulders, seeking some respite or leverage. But her grip is weak, her arms shaking from the effort and the pain. Her attempts to push Madison away are feeble, and with each successive punch, her body folds further and further over Madison's imposing fists. Beer has a crazed, almost zealous expression on her face, determined not just to win, but for payback, her fists targeting the vulnerable sides of Diana's navel, each gloves sinking into the toned flesh with a sickening "THUD," compressing the muscles beneath with each impact.

Trapped against the ropes and clinging on for dear life, Madison leans in close, their bodies merging in the heat of the battle. The Vixen’s lips brush against Diana's cheek in a gesture that's both intimate and familiar. “Who’s the punching bag now, b*tch?” Before Diana can react, her glove rams into her tummy again, right beside her navel. Diana's body convulses, a pained groan escaping her lips as she struggles to remain upright. But the taunting continues, each word punctuated by another punishing blow. "You’ll pay for underestimating me," Beer sneers, before driving another heavy thud to her tummy. Diana, trapped in this onslaught, tries desperately to defend herself. Her arms, once powerful tools of offense, now flail weakly in a futile attempt to shield her battered body. She pushes at Madison's shoulders and sides, but her movements lack strength, the motions of a fighter who knows she's being overwhelmed, yet refuses to yield.

In a last-ditch effort, Diana attempts to retaliate with punches of her own. Her gloves, trembling from exhaustion and pain, manage to land a few weak blows to Madison's body. But these strikes lack the power to deter, like mere raindrops against a storm. With each punch that Madison buries into Diana's midsection, Diana's body weakens further. Her once-toned abs now shudder and fold over Madison's fists, a clear sign of the physical toll being exacted. Finally, sensing that Diana is on the brink, Madison changes her strategy. She pulls back slightly, creating just enough space, before unleashing a wicked uppercut into the base of Diana’s chin- KAPOW! Diana's head snaps back, her body following suit as she finally SLUMPS to the canvas! It’s a brutal KNOCKDOWN for Madison Beer, who huffs and puffs and stands overhead, with the once proud and fierce fighter now a crumpled heap on the ground! The referee rushes in to check on Diana, but it's clear to everyone in the arena that she ain’t getting up from this brutal war! That’s it! He’s waving his arms overhead to signal for the bell! It’s OVER!

Official Result: Madison Beer defeats Diana Korkunova via KO6!

AFTER:
In the aftermath of their grueling battle, Madison Beer prepares to make a statement. Both fighters look visibly worn, their hair matted and disheveled, stray strands sticking to their sweat-coated faces. Their bodies also show the signs of the fierce contest, with red welts marking their skin and sweat glistening under the arena lights.

Madison slowly removes her gloves, revealing her clenched and taped fists. She strides over to a shaken Diana, who is trying to regain her own bearings. But with a firm grip, she bends over and hauls the shaken girl up by her hair, ignoring her weak protests. Diana's body is limp and exhausted, her attempts to free herself feeble against Beer’s desire to cement her win tonight…

Pinned against the ropes, Madison uses her body to trap Diana in place. Then, in a slow, almost teasing manner, she begins to remove her own gloves. Diana tries to resist, pushing and jostling her hips, but her eyes are wide with both fear and defiance, her weakened body betraying her fatigue.

Once Diana’s gloves are off, Madison resumes her assault. She curls her balled fists before driving them into the pit of Diana's belly, each punch churning the flesh and forcing Diana’s body to lurch and fold forward, the strained abdominal muscles clenching in a futile attempt to absorb the punishment.

Diana’s head lolls forward, her breaths coming in ragged gasps as she struggles to withstand the onslaught. Their bodies grind against each other in the confined space, Diana's sweat-slicked skin sliding against Madison's. With each punishing blow to Diana's tummy, her body shudders violently, her lips parting to gasp for air, sometimes brushing against Madison's shoulder or chest.

Madison continues to taunt Diana with a cruel glee. She recalls the Siren’s earlier taunts from the press conference, throwing them back at her with each punishing strike. "Not so tough now, are you?" she hisses into her ear, her voice laced with mockery. She then yanks Diana's head back by her hair, forcing her to meet her gaze, before pressing her lips close to Diana's cheek, whispering another taunt, followed by another ruthless punch that sinks into her stomach.

Diana's body is wracked with pain, each blow sending jolts of agony through her, her insides feeling on fire. Yet, in her eyes, there's a flicker of resistance and defiance. Despite the overwhelming pain, she manages to spit back a vow of revenge through gritted teeth, her voice strained but determined:

"This isn't over…” Diana spits back, her face twisted in a snarl. “I'll get you back for this..."

The ring officials finally intervene, pulling Madison off. She steps back, her chest heaving with exertion, a triumphant smirk on her face. She has made her point clear tonight: she is a force to be reckoned with in the ring.

Diana's body finally gives in to the exhaustion and pain. She collapses to the ground, crumpling in a heap, her body trembling from the ordeal. The crowd watches in stunned silence, witnessing the aftermath of a brutal and personal encounter. There she lies, near the ropes, pain and defiance etched on her face, a clear sign that this rivalry is far from over!