Emily VanCamp versus Hayley Atwell
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BEFORE:  Both fighters step up to the weigh-in as the two of them match up very closely, with Emily VanCamp approximately 5'8' to Hayley Atwell's 5'7', but Atwell is a little heavier at approximately 125 with VanCamp coming in at approximately 122.     Some ringside observers have accounted for the difference in weight to the advantage in Atwell's chest, which is a stunning 36DD opposed to Emily's, smaller, though still impressive 32C.    Hayley is taking advantage of that fact as the two get right in one another's faces as Atwell takes a moment to grind her cleavage back and forth against Emily's.   VanCamp's face flushes slightly, but bumps her chest and then pushes off of Hayley with her superior height to force her backwards as the two gaze at each other coolly.     The two of them smile at one another and embrace in a less-aggressive hug before the two of them break apart.  

The two of them are both big parts of the Marvel Cinematic Universe (MCU), which is the reason why this fight has been scheduled after recent comments by Atwell, widely – publicized over the possibility of a romantic relationship between the character of Steve Rogers (Chris Evans) and Sharon Carter / Agent 13 (Emily VanCamp).   In the films, Hayley Atwell plays the great-aunt of Emily VanCamp's character, named Peggy Carter.   Paraphrased for relevance and potential spoilers, Hayley stated:

"Well, first of all she'd be turning over in her grave.   She'd be like 'no.' And she'd inject herself with the blue serum and become a super villain. She'd break out of her coffin and ground [Sharon]. She'd ground her. Then she'd kick Steve's ass as well.   I just feel that, you know - I wouldn't want to date my great aunt's guy. It's like, 'don't touch that.   You can't tap that!”
 It stirred up some fun controversy in the press and among the Marvel faithful, but neither fighter appeared to be taking it too seriously.

“Ground me?” Emily VanCamp asked, with a raised eyebrow as she stood across from Hayley in the ring on the night of the fight.   

Hayley grinned, winking back, “I certainly can and will, Em.     You can't cross that line and you can't tap that!”

“I'd love to see you try, Hayley...”  VanCamp said with a chuckle, “You try to ground me and you might be one getting disciplined.   And by the way...” as Emily suddenly shot her right fist forward to thump forward gently across Hayley's right breast, “Guess I can tap that!”

Emily stuck out her tongue as Hayley lunged forward, sending a hard spear of her own towards Emily's rack as VanCamp yelped in surprise.   The ref stepped in between them as the two of them glared at one another, rubbing their reddening racks as the two of them smiled confidently as the ref led them to their separate corners.

Hayley beamed, “Of course I love Emily and totally respect her drive to be one of the best in the MCU, but I can't have her taking my place now.    My romance with Captain America came first and although our characters obviously won't be able to take on each other in the movies due to them being part of different time periods, it's not a dilemma we have to deal with here.   It's going to be me and Emily – with only one of us left standing.    She is going to get grounded – pretty hard today!”

“Hayley is one of my favorite actresses and I totally respect everything she's done for the MCU.   However..”  Emily says with a grin, “I've made it very clear my intention to be the Alpha here at the MCU and Hayley can't stand in the way of that.    Not that I plan on leaving her standing and she is going to be the one grounded by the end of the night.   Like she said, we'll never see these two on film get to discuss their differences or resolve them, but here in the FCBA, we are going to find out which one of us is better.     It's a Clash of the Carters – and tonight, Sharon is going to be sharing whey she is better!”    Emily sticks out her tongue at the wordplay and then saunters off into the ring.

Hayley is wearing a red, white and blue bandeau-style bikini with matching gloves and her hair in a fighting ponytail;  Emily wearing a Star-Spangled sports bra of her own with matching bikini bottoms and gloves – hair in a battle bun.     The two of them tough gloves respectfully, giving each other a brief hug and whispering encouragement into one another's ears before pushing off against one another as the ref issues instructions for a clean fight.    Whether he'll get it is anybody's guess...

R1:   Emily VanCamp coming out quickly, spitting left jabs and jolting her foe with right hands, all while rotating clockwise to demonstrate her speed.    Hayley is bobbing and blocking, turning and trying to close in close but Emily not interested as she keeps popping out swift, accurate punching, scoring to the face and chest.    Midway through, Emily keeps pivoting on those long legs and sneaks in a tight left uppercut to chin and doubles-down with a left-hook to Hayley's ribcage.    Emily lashes in a hard shot that looks like it might've connected with Atwell's liver as she wobbles out of orbit, grimacing in pain, but Emily not letting up at all.    VanCamp connecting with another hard shot across her cleavage and then lowers her head, pumping relentlessly at her tummy with a determined series of rights and lefts, chugging away until Hayley can clinch.    Ref comes in to break the two of them apart as Emily meets Hayley's gaze, making her point now as she circles back to midring and Hayley is a little more cautious as Emily works to continue to poke her into compliance until the bell as Emily takes round one wide.

R2:   Hayley aggressive early, just stepping in close, putting all of her weight on her front leg as she clips with a tidy right uppercut to chin, chopping in with a left uppercut underneath VanCamp's breast and digging in a left hook that just smashes in below her right elbow and then hooks with another tidy shot across her breast.     Emily wobbling out of position now as Hayley steps forward with a heavy left hook and right cross combination, that stunning weight-of-shot just locking up Emily's legs as she spills down unexpectedly to her buns.    Emily deposited hard to her derriere as she shakes her head, moving up quickly, but a little frazzled and blinking in confusion.     Hayley showing off speed of her own as Hayley is popping up shots from her hips as she bodies her foe back into the ropes.    Emily keeping her defense up, groaning out as she wishes she was elsewhere, with Hayley compact, keeping her elbows in and hands up as she delivers short shots to mix it up body and head, just battering away to the bell as she takes the round wide with the knockdown!  

R3:   Hayley rotating clockwise in a wide stance, just jabbing up high towards Emily's head and then slipping in some right uppercuts to attempt to clip her chin.    Emily obviously a little spooked and not fully recovered from the last round as she is turned around the ring and doing her best to block the shots.    Emily, when she is able, returning volleys to Atwell's abs as she struggles to compete with Hayley's power at the moment.    Emily priding herself on her footwork as she pivots around, but Hayley's footwork very polished as she is able to punch and move in coordinated fashion.   Hayley straightening out her arm and twisting her hips into rising blows as she bats away to Emily's body.   Both fighters hitting hard to body as this round is definitely closer as loud grunts accompany each shot to the body, but it's Hayley delivering a beating here in the third as the two of them are finally pulled apart at the bell as Hayley manages to meet Emily's gaze this round, making a point of her own!

R4: Emily gets back to using the jab, making things problematic as Hayley can't seem to bully her way throughout this round.    It's a fierce two way exchange between the two as Atwell rapidly rings up ribcage and rack with furious flurries of offense, but Emily not backing down with digging hooks to torso and switching up with some short, bluntright hands to jaw that send Hayley off balance when they connect.     It's crowd-pleasing stuff as Emily is once again able to stand her ground and charge a high toll for Hayley's aggression as she retakes momentum here in the fourth.

R5:   Emily continues from the previous round with up-tempo, classy boxing, just circling and pivoting around Hayley in the middle of the ring, feeding her a steady diet of jabs and hooks to keep her off balance.   Emily's jab just chipping away at Atwell's defenses as VanCamp is seemingly heartless just pumping away with the poke to keep pushing her foe backwards, then dropping in a right cross or rising right uppercut to chin when she's able to work in close.   Atwell under pressure as she presents defense and good footwork, but it allows Em to keep working as Atwell is only able to retaliate intermittently and not able to get into a good rhythm.   EVC, on the other hand, is able to pick her spots to edge in close, just scrubbing her fists in rolling bursts to Atwell's abs as Hayley takes it, doubling over as she is mouthbreathing a bit.    Emily forcing eye contact at the bell, knowing that she's taken the advantage back on the cards and Hayley can't deny it.    Emily allowing herself a little smirk as she jogs back to her corner.

R6:   Emily comes forward once again, dukes up as she bobs her way in close and presses forward via aggressive jabs across her torso and ribs, backing her up early.    As the two of them head towards the ropes, Hayley firms up as they approach the apron as she halts blonde progress via short right uppercuts inside, then rapid hooks towards her tummy as she forces Emily to retreat into a defensive crouch.  Atwell keeps firing out hooks towards Emily's hips and tummy, rising off of her hips as she bats away to keep her foe off guard.    Atwell just bullying forward, stepping in with left shoulder to bump VanCamp back and steadily, she retakes all the lost ground to the middle of the ring, then continues to batter down resistance to drive VanCamp back to the ropes with short, compact series of punches.   In the final minute, both of them are demonstrating good defense and footwork, but Minka squares away and bobs on the spot to throw Emily's timing off and then hooking out of the crouch to whack away up top.    Atwell is aggressive, occasionally mixing in short right hands to Emily's jaw as she knocks her back into the ropes.     At the bell, Atwell chests up and breathes hot into Emily's face.   Taking an opportunity to make her take weight and feel her jugs, grinding as Emily snarls, pushing her brunette foe off as ref moves in, tempers flaring here through six.

R7:   Atwell showing veteran savvy beyond her experience with her double-jabbing to force VanCamp backwards and then catching Emily with a rising right to chin out of the crouch.   Emily wobbles as Atwell bounds forward, clinching / bullying VanCamp to the ropes to make her take weight and absorb further punishment.   VanCamp is smothered, almost literally as she sits butt-in ropes, owned at the apron.   Atwell fighting off of Emily's chest, staying on her midsection with both hands pumping and shoulders rolling.    Emily gritting her teeth, trying to push Atwell off, but Hayley too sturdy once she attains position.   Ref has to pull Atwell off as he steps in between them once again, taunts and shouts being exchanged as Hayley pushes off of her all big-girl to showcase her own power and things continue to get heated.

R8:  Atwell starts off to continue her bullying ways, taking the fight right to Emily as she shoots off with a lead right hand from Hayley that crashes across her chin and hooks following up across her abs and jugs, digging deep into blonde breadbasket.    At the minute mark, blonde butt hits the ropes as Atwell bumps with her shoulder and ragdolls her back to prep, then rotates her hips back and forth as she just keeps whacking hooks to body.     Emily's teeth are bared in grimace, eyes filled with pain as she keeps her guard up as best she can, taking it hard to the body as Atwell is really laying in the punishment here.    The second minute doesn't do Emily any favors either, just steady pushing and punching from a very busy Awell, as Hayley is dominating her blonde opponent, reducing her in the pocket.     In the third minute, both girls are exchanging rising left hooks as Emily struggles to fight her way off of the ropes and suddenly, Emily connects with a hard right hand to her chin and ATWELL'S KNEES BUCKLE!    The transformation between the two with that thunderclap right is palpable as Atwell's eyes are suddenly 'how-could-you' glassy and it's Emily's eyes who turn cold and hard as ice.   Emily just hooking to the sternum to double her over, then gathering her rival up behind the elbows to twist her around and shove her back against the ropes.    It's Emily on top now as Atwell's curvy legs are holding her up as she is surprisingly spellbound and badly hurt with EVC cleaning up consistently as she uses her left shoulder to bump Hayley upright and then her right hands chopping downwards to kiss Hayley across the chin and leaving her swooning along the ropes.    Bumping and boxing as Emily has Hayley wobbly-butt at the bell, blinking in a daze as Emily's nostrils are flaring, forcing eye contact once more as the ref moves in but VanCamp pushes off as she struts back to her corner with confidence.

R9:   Atwell staggers out from her corner a bit, a bit of sign of give in her consistently sturdy legs as Emily picks up where she left off, hooking to body and head to slug Atwell out of position.   Atwell fighting back, withdrawing with a hurt expression, but jabbing Emily to her breasts to hinder her pursuit.    EVC not slowing down, however, just walking Atwell down as she gambles on and succeeds with a looping overhand right that hammers hard to head and ends up driving Hayley to the ropes.   Emily's eyes light up, squaring away as she sends a hard right uppercut that picks up Hayley's chin and buckles her foe's knees, sitting her foe butt-in ropes.   A vicious left hook spanks down hard into Atwell's torso as she cringes, but Emily's teeth are bared and no mercy in her expression as she reaches in, chesting Atwell upright as she grinds her jugs in a bit, then pumping her breadbasket right/left/right.   Atwell is struggling, trying to push Emily off but AJ clubs a hook in to her jaw over her outstretched arms and then a short left uppercut has Atwell swooning.    Hayley's arms drop down to her tummy as Emily sends a right cross to chin that swivels her head and then EVC starts scooping jugs because they're on sale as Atwell is slumping back into the ropes.    Legs somehow holding Hayley up, but the ref steps in as it's TKO9 in wild fashion for the winner, Emily VanCamp!

AFTER:   Emily surprisingly emotional against her co-star, bellowing hot into Atwell's sleepy face until ref pulls her off and Emily steps back, raising her fists into the air as she listens to the crowd chant, “E-V-C, E-V-C, E-V-C!” as VanCamp makes a circuit of the ring, tossing off her gloves as she pumps her fists and then claps her hands to the rhythm as the crowd laps it up!    Beaming as she composes herself, walking back over to Atwell as she helps her back up and then tugs her out for a little 'Walk of Shame' as she whispers in her ear, loudly enough for the crowd to hear, “Guess I'm not grounded after all, huh?” as Atwell's face turns red.      Emily makes one tour of the ring, just enough to make her point, but then gives her a hard swat across her butt as she pushes her off with a grin, “Warned you that I wouldn't be the one getting grounded at the end of the night, didn't I?”    

Atwell spins around, just the two of them face to face as the two chest up against one another as the ref looks ready to call for reinforcements, but the two of them appear to calm down as they exchange a brief hug, whispering some taunts and encouragement into one another's ear.    The crowd chants for them both until they separate, with Hayley heading out of the ring and Emily remaining to soak in the cheers as she pulls out the white, glossy paper and red sharpie as she crosses out the name of Hayley Atwell in emphatic fashion to cross another MCU name off of her list.   

Keen-eyed observers notice several other upcoming names on the list, but Emily doesn't give anything away as to who she'll be facing next as she beams, “I know that Hayley has had her experience in JMDD, understandably so, but she's not just a JMDD fighter.    I think she can definitely compete in conventional fights, but she's got to learn that she can't just bully people back with those jugs of hers.    I know she thought I was going to be intimidated because she's a 'legend' in the MCU and thought she could just ground me like that..” as she snaps her fingers, “But, I showed that I'm serious about being the Alpha of the MCU and I won't pretend it's going to be easy.   It certainly wasn't tonight, but I want to be the best and to do that, I have to take down girls like Hayley.     I don't know who I'll be taking on next, but when I do, I'll make sure to let you all know!” as she winks at the press, then hops over to the corner to mount it and pump a double-bicep flex as the crowd cheers wildly after another exciting battle!