Match 21296 Kirsty Cotton vs. Sienna Shaw

[JohnnyChany]

FINAL GIRL FACE-OFF

Round 2: Match 2

 

 

 

MATCH 8 RESULTS

 

The night was alive with the sickening sounds of combat. The derelict house loomed in the distance, a hellish beacon of twisted depravity. Two battles raged in separate pockets of the Firefly family’s nightmare domain.

 

Kelli Presley vs. Baby Firefly

 

Kelli Presley, her blonde hair streaked with sweat and dirt, faced down Baby Firefly in the overgrown backyard. Baby’s eerie giggles echoed through the night. Her eyes sparkled with sadistic glee as she lunged with a gleaming straight razor. Kelli ducked and countered with a hard elbow to Baby’s ribs.

BABY FIREFLY: Oh honey, I love when they fight back! Makes the kill so much sweeter.

Kelli gritted her teeth; she dodged another wild slash before grabbing a broken rake and swinging it hard into Baby’s midsection. She sent Baby sprawling onto the dirt. But Baby was relentless. She rolled to her feet with a deranged laugh and launched herself at Kelli again. The two women brawled viciously and exchanged brutal blows. Finally, Kelli drove a thick branch into Baby’s stomach and took the wind from her.

KELLI PRESLEY: You’re not so scary when you’re gasping for air.

Baby snarled. Kelli smashed the branch across Baby’s head and knocked her out. A massive shadow loomed behind Kelli. Tiny Firefly, his towering, disfigured form barely illuminated in the moonlight, reached out with monstrous strength. A single, crushing blow sent Kelli crumpled to the ground. Tiny hoisted both her and Baby over his shoulders and lumbered toward the house.

 

Grace Le Domas vs. Otis Driftwood

 

Meanwhile, in the ruins of an abandoned barn, Grace Le Domas, dodged a savage swing from Otis Driftwood’s knife. She was fast, faster than Otis had anticipated.

OTIS DRIFTWOOD: Oh, you’re a feisty little thing, huh? Let’s see how much fight you got left.

GRACE: More than enough to kill you.

Otis lunged, but Grace evaded him. She grabbed a discarded crowbar and struck hard, knocking the blade from his grip. He laughed, wiped blood from his mouth, and went at her again. They struggled. Grace twisted Otis’s arm, wrestled control of his own weapon and slammed the knife into his chest. Otis choked, a look of shock frozen on his face as he collapsed.

Before Grace could catch her breath, the roar of an approaching tow truck filled the air. Rufus T. Firefly was behind the wheel, barreling toward her. With Otis’s knife still in hand, Grace sprinted away from him to a shotgun hanging near the barn door. She took aim and fired. The blast hit Rufus square in the chest, his lifeless body slumped against the wheel. The truck screeched to a stop.

Grace climbed inside, adrenaline surging. She pushed Rufus out the door. She sped toward the house determined to save Kelli/ Grace spotted Tiny Firefly ahead, carrying both Kelli and Baby. She laid into the horn, startling Tiny and causing him to drop both women. Without hesitation, Grace floored the gas pedal, the tow truck crashed into Tiny’s towering form. The impact sent him sprawling to the ground.

Grace rushed to Kelli’s side and shook her frantically. But as she pulled back, Kelli’s lifeless body remained still.  The blunt force trauma from Tiny’s attack had already claimed her life.

GRACE: No... NO!

 

HOST CHECK-iN

 

Elvira adjusted her plunging neckline with a satisfied smirk

ELVIRA: Well, that was tragic... and morbid... just the way I like it.

She winked at her co-host, Randy Meeks.

RANDY: Grace put up one hell of a fight and earned her spot in the next round. Major props to her, but man, what a way to go for Kelli

ELVIRA: And with that, we have our entire second round bracket filled! And what a fantastic final eight it is. I have high hopes for their continued success. 

RANDY: Speaking of which... it’s time for the next match! Two top-tier Final Girls ready to face the next challenge head on, Sienna Shaw and Kirsty Cotton!

ELVIRA: Oooo, I got chills just thinking about this one. As a reminder, boils and ghouls, in the first round Kirsty took out that wicked Djinn, and Sienna handled the Tall Man and his undead minions like a champ.

RANDY: And now they’re next challenge is to face off with one of, in my humble opinion, the most iconic horror villains ever. Enter... Candyman.

ELVIRA: Oh, now this is gonna be good!

RANDY: For those of you living under a rock, Candyman is the vengeful spirit of Daniel Robitaille, an artist murdered in a brutal racial attack. He haunts those who dare say his name five times in a mirror.

ELVIRA: A classic! Much like Art the Clown and Pinhead, the archnemeses of our respective Final Girls, Candyman is a supernatural threat.

RANDY: Candyman thrives on his legend. He needs people to remember him, to talk about him. It is a core motivation.

Elvira smiled.

ELVIRA: I can respect and relate to that.

RANDY: If he succeeds in taking down one or both of these Final Girls it will do wonders for spreading his legend even further.

ELVIRA: So, what do you think the game plan is for them to avoid that fate?

RANDY: Sienna’s a fighter and might have some supernatural abilities of her own to combat with, while Kirsty’s a scrappy survivor who isn’t afraid to strike a deal if it keeps her alive. Who knows? She might even try bargaining with Candyman himself.

ELVIRA: No idea how this is going to shake out, but I love the unpredictability. 

RANDY: Kirsty and Sienna are being transported to Chicago as we speak. Let’s get to the action!

 

ART INSTITUTE OF CHICAGO

 

Sienna and Kirsty arrived together at the dimly lit gallery. They both clutched books about Candyman’s legend under their arms.

SIENNA: I didn’t realize when I was picked to fight monsters, that it would come with so much homework.

KIRSTY: Better than going in blind. I will say, all the people who summoned Candyman in the past are idiots. At least with the Cenobites, you didn’t know what you were getting into with those puzzles.

She paused, and a somber realization sunk in

KIRSTY: And we’re about to willingly put ourselves in those idiots’ shoes.

They exchanged a look of grim determination as they stepped into the women’s restroom and faced the mirror.

SIENNA: Ready?

KIRSTY: Yeah. Good luck.

SIENNA: You too.

Together, they spoke the name.

SIENNA & KIRSTY: Candyman. Candyman. Candyman. Candyman. Candyman.

[Callisto]

Learn More About
Kirsty Cotton
Read more about Kirsty Cotton at Wikipedia
Official Site: Clive Barker (Hellraiser) Links: Wikipedia Hellraiser Wiki Horror Movies Wiki

Sienna Shaw
Read more about Sienna Shaw at Wikipedia
Official Site: Fuzz on the Lens Productions Links: Wikipedia

[Callisto]

Match Final Results

Member Ratings:
5.00 - Culwych1
4.80 - Yazmal
5.00 - Boratz

FPA Calculation:
3 Total Votes cast
14.80 Total Combined Score
14.80 / 3 = 4.93 Final Rating on the match

MATCH SCORE
Kirsty Cotton: 2
Sienna Shaw: 1