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21 August 2009 Sarah Carter vs Claire Danes

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FOXFIRE VS HISC STABLE WAR

Posted by Archer & Hawkeye on 8/21/2009, 7:13 pm

Pt.1

A Non-Title Rematch Scheduled for 10 Rounds

Written by Archer & Hawkeye, Simulation by Simguy

BEFORE: “I don’t want to beat a dead horse, but Sarah’s a filly who was mine and will be again,” Claire bellows in pre-fight. “Harnois was smart to make this a non-title. Normally, I wouldn’t take a match without the belts, but I can taste that blonde wannabe and I want her to know what I can do when they do have the guts to put up the gold.” Later: Claire waits in the ring, nervously pawing at the canvas with her boots, popping shadow punches in front. Not long ago, Sarah stifled her championship dreams with a draw and the tension of ‘close and bitter’ is still there. Danes in royal blue bandeau bikini with gold rings on hips and the cleft of her pert, if tiny bosom; small white gloves; strawberry blonde locks in short ponytail

Sarah Carter marches to the ring accompanied by trainer Nia Peeples and her flyweight stablemate Hayden Panettiere. She is wearing a shimmery white robe with red trim. Across the back is the Foxfire paw print logo in red and underneath her name SARAH CARTER. Though this is a non-title fight, Hayden carries Sarah’s flyweight title belts across her shoulders, apparently to remind everyone Carter is STILL Unified Flyweight Champion. They climb into the ring for the introductions. At the end of which, Nia removed the robe to reveal Sarah in a red bikini with a brown Foxfire logo on the hip. She wears red gloves and a boots. Her hair has been carefully arranged in a ponytail. Sarah swings her head around a couple of times to let Claire get a good look at the potential ponylash headed her way.

Sarah then strides to the center of the ring to join the referee and Claire. The two eye each other coolly and steadily. The referee drones through the rules, but only by the occasional nod does he know that they are actually listening. The two automatically raise their hands for the customary glove touch. As they do, Claire suddenly shoots her right hand glove forward and blasts Sarah full in the mouth! A split second later the bell rings!

During R1: Claire closes in as Sarah reels back from the sucker punch. Sarah gets her high guard up fast to cover her face, but she’s tad slow to get her jab working. This allows Claire some free time to belabor Sarah’s torso, smacking in hard swinging lefts and rights to the ribcage and tummy. She even pivots to bring an elbow cracking into the Carter ribs as Sarah yelps in anger and pain. Second minute, Sarah gets that jab working, but Claire hangs in close, she is moving around, bobbing and weaving to keep Sarah’s shots from landing clean. Sarah’s defense solidifies in the final minute, blocking most of Claire’s incoming, but Danes footwork allows her to elude Sarah’s protective respond and bang those flanks. Round ends with Claire smiling and Sarah scowling.

R2: Sarah leading the dance early with stiff jabs, but they mostly bounce off leather, shoulders, and elbows and when Carter goes high, Claire slips under and around. Still, Sarah is forcing the issue, if not frustrated, then perhaps pressing. Familiarizing with the blonde’s patterns, Claire times a surge forward, digging a pik-pak combo to Carter’s sternum then adding a booster shot to her taut tummy, drawing a breathy glurk from Sarah and resetting the blonde back into defense. Learning her lesson, Sarah mixes things up. Carter thrusts and parries with Claire, pushing leather at pert chest with an occasional sortie toward the chin. It’s a feeling out process…a nervous first leading to a cautious second. Both women determined to take advantage of any mistake, but making precious few. Sarah gives Danes an eye roll at the bell. “You wanted a rematch to do this?” Claire’s face pinches in irritation.

R3: Sarah comes out seemingly resolute to go on the offensive, as she moves forward with determination, trying to land on Claire’s head and body. Unfortunately, Claire sees this as an opening. She gets a straight right into Sarah’s solar plexus. Not squarely landed, but powerful enough to bring Carter to a stunned halt. Before Sarah can switch to the defense, Claire is on the Foxfire blonde with a sweeping barrage to the body. Sarah reacts sluggishly to the onslaught and gets driven back to the ropes. Danes in a startling frenzy of furious body lather. Sarah tries desperately to cover up and slide along the ropes. Claire follows along really pounding away at Carter flanks. Sarah turns to her left, trying to block the onslaught with her shoulder, but Danes manages to use this to get in a couple of nasty hooks into Carter’s lower back. Sarah lets out a wail of pain from her abused kidneys. She tries to clinch, but Danes steps back elusively and is able to slip in a couple of uppercuts to the chin. Sarah driven back to the ropes and just goes turtle, doubling over, gloves at her ears, as Claire goes to town until the bell. Claire sneaks in another elbow to Sarah’s ribs and the champ’s knees buckle. Ref gives Claire a stern talking to as Carter stumbles back to her corner. Ringsiders see the shocked, haunted look on Sarah Carter, as she slumps onto her stool. Meanwhile Claire walks triumphantly back to her corner where she sits and looks hungrily across the ring at her wounded adversary.

R4: Claire, smelling blood in the water, rolls out of her corner in full Mishy bull rush mode and the champ seems to want none of it. Slow off her stool, Sarah is sluggish in adjusting and Claire bends into a pretty left that drives into the soft flesh under Carter’s ribcage. With Sarah cringing, folded to her side, Danes follows with a whiplash right that catches every bit of Carter’s jaw and SARAH’S FOUND FENCEPOST HOLES. Hands dropping to her sides, one reaching out to the ropes to stabilize, Sarah keeps herself off the deck. But the shark-like Claire is swimming close behind and Danes sends another pair of whistling rights over Sarah’s lowered guard, one glancing, the next bites hard into Carter’s cheek, her head whipping away from the impact, golden ponytail cracking behind her. Carter continues to stumble away in abject retreat, composing herself in the corner to offer Claire a set of don’t-hurt-me jabs. But Danes is having none of it. Getting all big on the division’s best, Claire pushes all in, breathlessly PILLAGING the battered blonde, taking tummy and jugg in double-handed helpings, Claire straightening her target when Carter slumps from the abuse. Final minute is turning into a walk to the gallows for the blonde battler, the champion fighting to remain upright until a call from the governor can come, but Claire UPS THE AMPS again. With Sarah swaddling her busted juggs, Claire takes to headhunting, Hayden hollering for Sarah to fight her way out of the close confines. But a CRACKING left hand torques Sarah’s noggin to the side, turning pain-racked features into softly dulled ones. Claire catches a listing Carter with her right arm in time to hold her up for another cacophonous collision, Danes’ left again sweeping in, white leather finding the blonde’s bobbling head. AND DOWN GOES CARTER. Even Danes efforts to keep her up for more punishment can’t halt Carter’s downward trek. The blonde’s tawny, muscular legs, turned off as if with a switch, collapse, leaving the blonde puddled at Claire’s feet. The strawberry blonde looks down with supreme satisfaction, boot tip nudging against a meaty, glistening thigh until she’s pushed away by the official, not bothering to count Sarah to ten. KO4 FOR THE NEW…DAMN…STILL NOT FLYWEIGHT CHAMP – CLAIRE DANES!

Posted by Archer & Hawkeye on 8/21/2009, 7:15 pm, in reply to "Sarah Carter vs Claire Danes: A Foxfire-HISC Co-Production Pt1"

Carter/Danes Conc.

AFTER: Claire lingers, less than patiently, as Sarah’s brought to her feet, legs trembling, as if a colt learning to walk for the first time. AND DANES IS IN HER GRILL. Pushing aside the EMTs, Claire takes the reigns of a sniffling Sarah. She props the wavering blonde alongside her until she’s in range to whip Sarah into her home corner. Carter smecks into the buckles and is turned, by a beaming Mish, to face the approaching Claire. Danes pats Sarah on the head, then mounts the ropes on either side, pushing her taut abs into Sarah’s face, forcing it to the side, Carter’s soft cheek pressed flat by Claire’s oppressive tummy. A sobbing Sarah pushes against Danes’ hips, nearly spilling Claire, but Williams wraps her arms around the inside of Sarah’s elbows. “Not nice, Sarah,” Mishy whispers. You know everybody around the world may not like me. But they ALL wanted to see this happen to YOU”. Danes grabs Carter’s ponytail, pulling Sarah’s head back so she’s forced to look up into Claire’s domineering gaze. “Just give the belts to me, now. And I won’t have to do this AGAIN.”

“Never!” Sarah choked out.

“I was actually hoping you’d say that, because I want to destroy you next time—break you until there is nothing left of you as a fighter,” Claire said clearly savoring the prospect.

“Sounds good to me,: Mish chimed in then she asked, “how about letting me have a crack at her?”

Claire thought about it for a moment, then climbed down the ropes and motioned for Mish to climb up in her place, but before the transition could be started, there was a surge from the Foxfire corner of the ring. Mish abandoned the turnbuckle to join Clair as grim-faced Hayden Panettiere, Danielle Harris and Dani Fishel moved towards them. (Hayden had handed the title belts off to trainer Nia Peeples who looked pleased at the team spirit she was seeing).

“You’ve done enough,” Hayden declared.

“Not as much as I plan to do when I finally get those belts,” Claire said with a grim smile.

“I wouldn’t count on it,” Dani Harris piped up.

Hayden and Ms. Harris walked passed Mish to assist Sarah, who had sunk to her knees, back to her feet. While, they did, Dani Fishel acted to screen them against any HISC counterattack.

“Long time,, no see, Mish,” Dani Fishel said. “You run out of foreign jobbers? Oh, that’s right, you lost your last one to Naomi Watts.”

“And Jenny McCarthy kicked your flabby ass!” Mish snapped.

“My ass resents that,” Dani retorted coolly. “but I don’t intend to let it happen again.”

“Nice to see you, too, Ms. Fishel,” Claire interposed.

“Oh, sorry Claire,” Dani said as though noticing Danes for the first time, “I see you haven’t changed much either. You’re still a stuck-up, arrogant snob.”

“Maybe, but I win fights, too,” Claire replied coolly. Then she turned to Mish. “Come, Michelle, it’s time to get back to the dressing room and start a proper celebration. Yet these losers tend to their teammate.”

By now Danielle Harris and Hayden Panettiere had Sarah back to the safety of the Foxfire corner. So Dani gave Claire and Mish a nod and withdrew—backing across the ring so as to keep a wary eye on the HISC girls. Michelle and Claire just smiled and with mocking waves, departed the ring, happy with the resounding victory Claire had just scored.

For Sarah Carter, she could only allow herself to be lead from the ring, and though surrounded by her stablemates and corner crew, she felt very much alone. The defeat had shaken her, but for how long? She could not know, but somewhere deep within her burned a tiny fire to inflict this kind of defeat on Claire Danes. She trudged along wondering how she could make that happen….