(Results: Lookout!, Words: Caspian)

(BBU FLYWEIGHT TITLE)

Diana:
(22, 5'5, 15:4 BBU, SIRENs)

Emilia:
(32, 5'2, 8:5 BBU, Lookout! Atlantic Boxing)

BEFORE:
Well, here we go! It's the first official title defense for the new Flyweight champ, Diana Korkunova, and a real chance at proving she ain't just a one-hit wonder. At the same time, it's the SIRENs first official title defense EVER, so there's a lot riding on this fight for the entire stable as well.

"Both nervous and excited," Diana smiling widely during the press conference segment, literally bouncing up and down in her seat at the table whilst answering reporters' questions. "Cole was a mountain to climb, and that fight could have gone either way. Clarke, however, I'm slightly more confident with facing. That's not to mean I'm underestimating her - it's just that this whole recent Game of Thrones ending controversy must be getting to her head a little, and I think I can exploit that."

Emilia's scoff from across the table loudly echoes throughout the press hall. The Mother of Dragons looks anything BUT confident, that smirk of hers perhaps the only redeeming quality from the way her character was treated in the final season of the hit television show. 

"I don't know //what// this little girl's on about, to be completely honest. Yes, I just lost a match against Hudgens, but I've never been in better shape in my life. I'm riding a wave of popular support and I'm STILL in my prime. Not to mention, all that physical training on the set has made me an all-rounded fighter in the ring. I'm looking forward to shutting this little girl up, like all the recent critics of my character on the show. You can STUFF it, for all I care."

Seems like Diana touched a nerve back there, regardless of what Emilia claims otherwise. The women come together at the podium, Diana looking slightly squeamish at having apparently offended her opponent - it definitely wasn't her intention. Strange contrast as the reigning champ offers a shake of hands after the photo op, but the Clarke lets out another loud scoff before turning and heading back to the locker room.

Later, in the arena, Korkunova back to her spritely self, leaping onto stage in a shower of fireworks and sparklers, that genuine smile spread wide across her face. She's striding down the ramp in a black lingerie set of bra and bottoms, red gloves waving at the fans along the way. Clarke looks sensational as well, striding out from behind the curtains in a white bra and panties set, blue gloves shadow boxing along the way, her platinum blonde hair braided and flowing in the wind. 

Referee calls for the start of this contest and both ladies are primed and ready to fight. HERE we go with ten rounds of Flyweight action, for the BBU Flyweight Championship!

ROUND 1:
Clarke storming into a surprising, early lead, preying on Diana's hesitation in an intelligent strategy to exploit her weakness. She immediately starts hounding Korkunova with short but powerful jabs to the head, rocking the smaller woman with some hard knocks. Diana more stunned than anything, immediate instinct is to backpedal and avoid. She always needs some time to acclimatize to her opponent's personality, and this opening round is no exception. But the downside is obviously she begins bleeding points with her wounds opened up so early, Emilia unrelenting as she pounds away at the champ's guard, outworking her at close range until the third minute, when she gets in close and BLASTS another double-hook into Korkunova's body. Look of pain as Diana's face scrunches up, tries to block the remaining shots but finding it difficult to keep the British actress off her. Not the best round for the champion indeed when the bell rings and the referee sends them back to corners.

ROUND 2:
Clarke still smirking as she resumes her best practice of pounding on the champ's guard high, before rocking her tummy with shots left and right, rinse repeat. Diana grunting more frequently as she realizes it's her body that's absorbing most of the punishment, but each time she lowers her guard, Clarke's jab snaps into her nostrils or lips. The Siren really needs to exert her own brand of pressure in some way or manner if she's gonna have a chance of winning this. Diana chooses to use her legs to avoid the older woman's speed, finding some success in the late minute when she evades and begins rocking her head back with straight hands into the face. Emilia however not that easily dissuaded, keeps up her offensive pace all the way to the end of the round, ending with a flurry buried into Diana's tummy from afar, further racking up points with leather pounding into flesh.

ROUND 3:
There's speed in general as the two women pick up the pace, Diana like a cruiser trying to outrun a battleship in deep waters. Clarke definitely possesses a mixture of abilities, but also breathes a little harder as she attempts to give chase. First minute and Diana pouncing in at random intervals, quick and short jabs landing on her face, intending to whittle her resolve away. But Clarke not beaten senseless just yet, stuffs her fists back into the champ's lips. It's looking more and more like a back-and-forth draw as the round continues. Late rally occurs in the third as Clarke displays a little hesitation of her own, a cue for Diana to roar in swinging. But Clarke merely blocks with her arms, confident of taking the punches to her guard and then making it out of there with just a swipe of two to her body. Defiant laugh rings out hollow when the bell rings, with Emilia throwing even more shade at her younger counterpart on her way back to corner.

"That the best you can do, //champ//?"

ROUND 4:
Things not looking too good for the champion, who's showing difficulty adapting to Emilia's relentless aggression. Early minute and both girls meet in the middle of the ring with a flurry of activity, Diana probably thinking she can stand, bang, and make an example of her foes in close quarters, settling this once and for all. But Clarke growling as she swings away like her life depended on it, perhaps those pre-fight comments about her life's work serving as the catalyst to send her off into a mad overdrive. She sends a crushing hook into the side of Diana's face, mid-way into the exchange, sending her stumbling. Diana with her mouth agape as she takes another o the cheek, which sends her SPRAWLING down in a tangle of arms and legs! OUCH!! 

KNOCKDOWN for the challenger as Emilia Clarke's persistence finally pays off! Good lord - Diana left groaning on her chest as she deals with both the humiliation and the searing pain in her jawline. Clarke already raising her hands to acknowledge the crowds, beating her chest and berating them for doubting her win all this while. Diana slowly gets back up, conscious of the referee's count beside her. She manages to make it up by the count of 8, but it's even more impressive considering the blood that's flowing down one of her nostrils, Clarke's punches making an unmistakable mark on the young woman's pretty features. Clarke heard laughing even louder, mocking the champ from across the ring, incredulous that this is the standard that the Flyweight champion is bringing to the table. Something seems to change over Diana's face during the break between rounds, all the insults finally turning her expression to that of a low growl, eyes narrowed as she sets the challenger with newfound focus. 

ROUND 5:
Clarke still not taking her opponent seriously as the bell rings for the fifth, arms loose in front of her and taking casual skips towards her opponent, whom she assumes is on her last legs with that late round knockdown prior. But she's in for a surprise when Diana, far from staying still in her corner, bursts forward in a wild charge, before lunging towards her with a flying right hand! Clarke barely manages to cover her face as the superwoman punch RATTLES off her guard, sending her stumbling backwards a couple of paces! UGHH. Diana in her face immediately, swinging more hooks into the Brit's arms and then smashing that right hand down the middle opening, in a relentless pursuit of Clarke's face. Don't think we've ever seen Korkunova consumed by this kind of bloodlust before as she wails away with left and rights, determined to break down the gates and then wipe that cocky smirk off of Emilia's face! Clarke almost powerless as she's beaten backwards, some token jabs sent back in Diana's face completely ignored as the Siren returns the favour three-fold. Last minute and Clarke reels back from another three-shot combination to her nostrils in quick succession. She flies into the ropes, looking glassy-eyed and primed to go down to canvas at any moment, but the bell rings and saves her from humiliation. Diana left huffing and puffing, a few feet away from her, that little body still primed and ready to go like a spring, could have ended the fight there and then but now has to be content with making Clarke bleed instead. Emilia eating her own brand of red liquid flowing down one nostril as she stumbles back to corner.

ROUND 6:
My my, how the tables have turned - Emilia's no longer grinning from cheek-to-cheek as she comes out of corner with her nose in disrepair and her breaths haggard. Diana no such qualms about hurting her opponent any longer, flies into her face and the two ladies exchange viral shots for a good minute, continuously pushing each other backwards a couple places. It's a true battle of wits and one that will likely determine the winner of the entire fight. Emilia stepping on the gas one final time as she puts up a vigorous counterattack, swiping Diana's face to the side, but the British actress receiving punishment blow-for-blow, her own nose getting opened up again as Diana repeatedly BASHES her right fists into her face. Emilia is the one who swings and misses late in the round, with no choice but to clinch up with her younger rival, breathing heavily on her shoulder as Diana gut-checks her with uppercuts and swipes down at her belly. She pushes the Mother of Dragons backwards with little else she can do but pray. Diana snarling into her ear as this happens, not even looking bothered as her shoulder gets bloodied by Emilia's damaged nose. These two have true feelings overflowing for each other, making their hatred known! Emilia has to be checked by a doctor in between rounds, with parts of the actress' face already starting to swell. Diana herself looks rattled, breathing hard, but still with that determined look on her face.

ROUND 7:
More viciousness from both corners as the two ladies go back to targeting the nose, looking literally for blood! If it's not clear that these two do NOT like each other, then their repeated swings into the nostrils are evidence enough, each taking turns rotating the head to the side with terrible grunts that echo throughout the arena. Emilia digging deep as she lands a third such shot straight into Diana's face, snapping the head back and sending another spray of red into the air. Diana looks to be in trouble all over again as she stumbles backwards, dazed badly. Clarke comes forward for the kill, her own nose bleeding badly as she winds up another hook aimed at the head, but MISSES when Korkunova has the sense to DUCK under and weave. Diana roaring upwards with a screaming uppercut that lands on the jawline, SNAPS the blonde's head into the ozone layer as the rest of Emilia's body follows suit!! OUCHH!! Clarke in trouble, back hitting the ropes and barely able to stand back up. Valiant Brit takes another swish at Diana's head, as if on reflex, but she hits the air just in front. The champ SHUTS her down with a right fist rammed hard into the chest, the combined shock and pain of made complete as Emilia Clarke goes crashing down to all fours!

KNOCKDOWN for Korkunova, and hopefully a lasting one at that, with Clarke powerless as she paws at the ground in front of her, but doesn't make it off her hands and legs! The referee hits the count of 10 and it's OVER!! 

Official Decision: Diana Korkunova defeats Emilia Clarke via KO7!

AFTER:
A joyous occasion indeed as Diana Korkunova retains the championship around her petite waist, one more step to gaining true legitimacy as a Flyweight champion! Diana throwing up her hands in pixie-like celebration, as she closes her eyes, half-tired and half-relieved. 

Emilia on the other hand shocked and bothered, still trying to crawl her way to the ropes, her blonde hair dishevelled over her face as she attempts to redeem herself from this debacle. 

Diana not paying the challenger any mind, already sitting back in her corner and celebrating with her party. This fight sure as hell brought some nasty emotions from both sides, but particularly surprising coming from sweet and innocent Korkunova. Who knows what will happen in the days, weeks and months to come, and how this title might change the Siren forever.