Post by EmmaWoods007 on Aug 5, 2018 22:16:51 GMT
DAYS EARLIER
As attentive as Carol was known to be, her childhood friend wasn’t always known for making it easy. As if timing her visits deliberately, the All American Angel, Susan Style, had waited until the brunette was deep into her workout, a state of mind that left her distracted to say the least.
Courage unleashed a blistering barrage of well timed hits into the punching bag before her, rattling the chain and threatening to split the seams, thoughts of fatigue apparently for lesser women as she hadn’t slacked in pace for the past several hours. She paused, the barest hint of labour entering the brunette’s breathing, her Amazonian physique glistening in a glorious sheen of sweat.
“Catch any of that?” Style queried, a quirk of amusement twitching her lips as the stunningly attractive Commissioner of Monday Night Mayhem lounged back on a nearby bench, long legs folded and her manner akin to an indulgent cat. While no stranger to the gymnasium herself, Susan had left the arena behind as soon as a persistent injury to her knee, and the insistent concern of her lady love, demanded it. These days she spent her days juggling the ambitions of wrestlers as opposed to battling them directly, which proved to be a challenge unto itself.
“More or less,” Carol nodded, visible resisting the urge to just keep going. Her visits to Orlando had become sporadic as of late, the All American Heroine beginning to find her career pulling her in a new direction. The Performance Centre called to her with ever greater insistency, the world travelled veteran compelled to give back to the sport that had given her so much, to help a new generation to ascend. It was good work, honest work, worthy work, and yet...
And yet...
Carol turned the punched the bag once more before moving to peel off the tape protecting her knuckles, “Dayna Ezra?”
“That’s the one,” Style adjusted her posture for greater comfort, she never had been a fan of these benches, “large as life. Quite the specimen, lots of talk, making waves, extremely opinionated.”
“I’ve seen her,” Courage confirmed, her tone managing to remain neutral. “She’s impressive, one of yours, or one of Bethany’s?”
“Undecided,” Susan admitted, momentarily unable to hide the note of irritation that entered her tone whenever concerning the Commissioner of FAWN as a whole. It was suppressed quickly enough, the All American Angel nothing if not the master of appearances, “as most of the little darlings are. Just call me curious, I want to know what she’s about.”
“And if she’s worth betting on?” To Carol’s credit, her accusation was only slight.
“You wound me,” Susan produced the pretence of a pout, blue eyes peeking over the top of her dark tinted glasses, “but more or less, yes.”
“And how exactly,” Carol folded her arms, the Woman of Wonder determined to get to the point, “do I fit into all of this?”
“I want to see what she’s made of,” Style leant back, smirking as if she had explained everything.
“And being as I just happen to be in town...”
“Precisely,” Susan smiled, perking up as though it were Carol herself who had come up with the idea. “I could ask Shea but, well, I have a hard enough time convincing her to not tackle the likes of Eisenberg without giving her further ideas.”
“But by all means,” Carol kept her arms folded, arching her brow just so, “me you can just feed to the lion’s den.”
“Exactly,” Susan replied, at the very least being honest about her intentions, “although not how I would have put it. You’ve held Titles on just about every continent on this planet, Courage, you’re a barometer for people to beat, the real deal and all that. I want to see what she’s made of, and you know how to get the best out of people.”
“Fine,” Carol nodded, the Maiden of Marvels dropping herself down beside her oldest friend, regardless of the trials the blonde insisted on thrusting her through. “I’ll do it, as I happen to be in town.”
“Of course,” Susan nodded, smirk now firmly settled in place as she promptly retrieved her phone, tapping away on some manner of update.
“This doesn’t make me one of yours,” Courage felt the need to affirm as she retrieved a water bottle from her gym bag.
“Of course,” Style nodded again.
“It doesn’t,” Carol reiterated again with the barest hint of irritation.
“I know,” Style did not disagree.
Carol paused, taking a moment to drink from her bottle before sighing deeply, “I hate you.”
“Liar,” Susan grinned from ear to ear, “I just know you best.”
**********
NOW
www.youtube.com/watch?v=n7OVvBilvcs
Those first few notes and the near blinding light that was to accompany them was a triumphant call to arms, the Courage Cavalry swiftly leaping to their collective feet to heartily welcome their heroine’s return, the young woman of their affections passing through the curtains and into sight with an upbeat smile. She stood even taller than her impressive stats would suggest, an indomitable air of authority surrounding her stunning physique that only accented the calm confidence that echoed from every inch of her faultless posture. She not only stood tall, she encouraged all others around her to stand taller.
CAROL COURAGE
If inspiration could be personified, Carol had done so.
With Amazonian legs braced apart, Carol thrust her fists out to either side, red, white and blue pyro silhouetting her emphatic form on cue. For all her presence, there was an ever present humility, for all the grandeur, there was humanity. With no pedestal to stand on, she was what all others could be.
She was what many others would now try to be.
With her salute to the Courage Cavalry completed, she began her journey down the ramp and towards the isle, her path inevitably leading her towards the squared circle. Her strides were purposeful and sure, the young woman attired for the coming contest, her sapphire blue, lyrca shorts hugging her hips tightly, running down to a stop just above her knees, the words HONOUR and RESPECT printed proudly in bright white down each of her powerful thighs. Her boots, wrapped about her calves, were a raven black, while the knee and elbow pads, along with a pair of fingerless gloves, were the same shade as her whisper thin outfit. Across her top she wore a pristinely white T-Shirt, the words stencilled in thunderous black across its front forming a message directed at everyone and all, her personal motto.
‘NEVER GIVE UP’
She clasped hands as they were extended out towards her, a nod of acknowledgement accompanying the firm grip, before she arrived at her destination. Carol ascended the steel steps and entered the ring without trepidation, ducking between the top and middle ropes before turning quickly back into the corner. She faced outwards and she pulled herself up to standing on the centre turnbuckle, raising her fist up fiercely for a second salute to the Courage Cavalry.
The FAWNatics responded with gusto, even more so as the Paladin of Power grabbed her T-Shirt and whipped it off clean over the top of her own head, revealing the sapphire sports bra, impressive bosom and bare, toned abs beneath. With a smile she balled up the shirt and threw it without reservation into the waiting audience, one lucky fan receiving a converted souvenir for the evening.
Returning to the canvas with an assured hop, she pumped the air one last time before turning herself about, keeping her form loose as she waited patiently in her corner.
“And introducing her opponent, hailing from Tel Aviv, Israel, standing at 5 feet and 10 inches and weighs in at 140 pounds, she was just named one of Forbes’ 30-under-30s, one of the top businesswoman in the world, The ISRAELI POWERHOSE, DAYNA ERRRRRRZAAAAAA!”
DAYNA EZRA
The arena darkened with LED lights illuminating the arena entrance as Dayna’s music blasted from the speakers. Out of the curtains came an intimidating figure in office attire and heels, accompanied by another lady of smaller stature.
Considering Carol was seeing Dayna for the first time, Carol was confounded, “She’s really going to wrestle in that?”
That is until the taller lady started kicking off her heels and removing her jacket, shirt and blouse, revealing a royal blue turtleneck one-piece decorated with glitter along the leg hole and collar as she marched down the ramp to a chorus of cheers. Despite not being an outright babyface, Dayna has somehow gained a legion of fans through her looks and in-ring skills.
“You got the right boots today?” Dayna asked her assistant, Miss Williams.
“Yes, you requested for the white one today right?” Miss Williams second-guessed.
“Isn’t my instruction clear? But yes, I requested for the white one.” Dayna answered
“I’m sorry Boss, I won’t repeat it next time.” Williams apologized.
Carrying a suitcase, Williams immediately ran to set up a chair at ringside, opening the suitcase to unveil Dayna’s new made-to-order white wrestling boots, socks, black knee pads and towel. Dayna sat herself down and put on the rest of her ring gear.
Before stepping into the ring, “What appointments do I have after this?” Dayna turned around and asked.
“You have an hour before your meeting with Mr Davidson commence Boss.” Williams replied.
“Give me 20.” Dayna replied confidently as she stepped through the top and middle ropes and undo her tied up hair bun.
“You better be worth my time Carol.” She goaded and she moved along the ring with her arm raised in the air, before settling herself in the corner.
Carol didn’t answer, not verbally, keeping her own counsel as she rolled one wrist and then the other, her eyes never leaving Dayna’s as the Amazonian competitor remained limber. With the gauntlet so verbally thrown down, the sapphire clad brunette marched forwards to meet the young woman at centre ring, her mannerisms undaunted as she was forced to look up ever so slightly, rare indeed the occasion that Carol had to give up inches to her opponent.
Ezra was visibly unimpressed, her own posture unflinching, the shouts of the FAWNatics rising steadily in tempo as the Gladiatrix photographers strained to capture the stare down for prosperity. Neither Hardbody was backing down, and if the bell was not rung soon, then surely the tension would snap...
*Ding, Ding!*
As to who was the most astonished, be it the FAWNatics or Dayna herself, no-one could really say, only that it was Carol who undoubtedly struck first, the Woman of Wonder springing into action without a word of warning. Accompanied by a infuriated (and perhaps even startled cry) from the Israeli, Carol surged into the initiative, the Woman of Wonder exercising a impressive burst of might to all but sweep the taller brunette right off her feet!
Seizing Dayna by her waist whilst setting her own hips, Carol released a triumphant shout of effort as she both lifted and shoved the incredible frame of her opponent skywards, reminding the masses watching of her own might in the process. With the unprepared Ezra launched appropriately skywards, Courage shifted her own posture to catch her new rival neatly across her shoulders, securing her unwilling cargo by way of Fireman’s carry. There was to be no time for the newcomer to recover however, not as the smaller of the two brunettes wasted no time herself in throwing herself backwards, allowing her opponent to lead the way, SLAMMING her to the canvas via a Pop Up Samoan Drop!
Pop Up Samoan Drop: @3:50
www.youtube.com/watch?v=lk3cL-Wm6Co
Ezra released an unflattering grunt as she was unceremoniously planted into the mat, predominantly across her ribs, and it was with a scarcely restrained growl of irritation that the impact popped her free of the veterans grasp and sent her rolling her way to freedom. Carol was, for her own part, by far the first one of the duo to find her feet, surging back to vertical with a roll of her strong shoulders, the Cavalry in the Audience popping with gusto.
Courage didn’t gloat, composing herself with commendable swiftness as she stepped backwards, granting her new Rival all the room she needed to recover. “Now that we have the pleasantries out of the way,” Carol suggested, with perhaps just a hint of admonishment, “perhaps we can get serious?”
It hadn’t taken Dayna long to push her way back up to one knee, her eyes staring daggers into the veteran, and as she wiped the back of her hand slowly across her bruised lip, it was her turn to say nothing.
The FAWNatics were in full voice now, following such a blistering opening, and as the two Hardbodies slowly circled one another, those chants only grew louder. They peeked the moment both powerful women lunged, each a proud Lioness of the hunt as they SLAMMED into a solid collar and elbow lock up. Both heaved with exertion until Ezra’s pride could not wait even a moment longer, the Israeli adjusting her posture sharply and shooting up a savage right knee, SLAMMING the weaponised joint DEEP into the washboard midriff of her PPV opponent.
Utterly unprepared for the strike, Carol’s big, brown eyes opened wide as her incredible physique folded forwards, a great gasp of air escaping from her body. Dayna was on her like a viper, wrapping her arms about the folded frame of her winded adversary and, with mighty heave of her own, wrenched the Maiden of Marvel’s clean off her boot soles and high into the air. Up and over Courage was spun until her bosom was facing skywards and, as the stronger brunette brought her back to earth, Ezra dropped down to one knee!
Carol cried out, short and sharp, as the small of her back all but SNAPPED across the posted thigh, the Tilt-a-Whirl Backbreaker almost as literal as its namesake as Courage first folded the wrong way with a sharp spasm before a groan accompanied her jolt down to the canvas.
Tilt-a-Whirl Backbreaker:@0:13 Onwards
www.youtube.com/watch?v=ic50xT9mn1E
Much like her opponent, Carol was able to find her way back up onto one knee quickly enough, albeit whilst cradling her arched spine with a pained grimace. Unlike her opponent, however, Dayna was not at all inclined to give her room to recover.
Dropping down to one knee herself, Ezra’s hips saddled up against Carol’s backside and, once behind, she captured the crowd favourite in a severely applied sleeper. “Yes,” she growled into the ear of the reeling, All American Heroine as she wrenched, “I think we should.”
Carol gritted her teeth and tensed every muscle in her neck in order to resist the strong arms of the Isreali Powerhouse from sinking deeper into her neck. Face writhing in agony, Carol slowly reached for Dayna's forearm and desperately tried to peel her forearms away. Little by little, the Woman of Wonder loosened the hold, just enough for her to twist herself sideways, but Dayna held on tight even if it's a side headlock. With the Isreali's mid-section open, Carol bent her elbow and smashed the joint into the exposed mid-section!
"UGHHHH!" Dayna loosened the hold but kept control. Carol cried out as she shot another elbow into her mid-section, loosening the hold even further. But Dayna was no simple woman, knowing that she couldn't take another shot, she readily released the headlock and grabbed Carol's head in a vice grip.
"URRRAAAGHHHHH" Dayna in one swift motion slammed the back of Carol's head into the thinly-sheathed mat casuing the ring to rattle as Carol clutched the back of her head in pain. "Get up!" The Isreali Powerhouse growled as she peeled her softened opponent off the ground and tucked her head under her armpit. WIth one hand clinched onto her wasitband, Dayna hauled Carol skywards and held her in an amazing display of strength, slamming her into the mat after 4, or maybe 5 seconds.
DELAYED VERTICAL SUPLEX
www.youtube.com/watch?v=VX5VL8k3g5Y
"Arghhh!!!" Carol popped up slightly as the small of her back slammed against the mat but the Isreali Powerhouse shoved her back into the mat for the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
THRNOOOO!
Carol kicked out at 2,5!
Dayna, raked her hair backwards, unwavered by the kick out. "Good, I am not quite done with you yet." Dayna cooed into her ear and picked the Hardbody up. Dayna helped her onto her feet and violently whipped her into the ropes before darting in the opposite direction. With the collision course set, Dayna stretched her toned arm out and smashed right into Carol's neck, flipping her inside out with ease!
RUNNING CLOTHESLINE
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Af_bFHet25I
Carol, fell flat into the mat, propping herself up briefly with her arms before crashing back down with a groan. The Courage Calvary rallied behind Carol as she struggled to her feet but unbeknown to her, Dayna has postioned herself in the croner, all ready to cut her down with a Spear. The cheers turned into panic and warning calls as Courage remained well within the trajectory if the spear. The calls grew even louder as Carol regained her footing, begging for her attention . Dayna charged out of the corner at a blistering speed as she turn around and----BAM!
Carol lifted her knee right in time to stop the charging Spear! Dayna spun around as the hard knee smashed into the side of her face, creating an opening for Carol to wrap her head around her head and drove her face into the thinly-sheathed deck with a Running Bulldog!
RUNNING BULLDOG
www.youtube.com/watch?v=fyqK4LyU3f0
With Dayna laid splayed out on her belly, Carol quickly rolled her onto her back for the cover.
ONE!
TWO!
NOOOOO!
Dayna popped her shoulders up at a clean ‘2’, proving to the Woman of Wonder it was going to be a long night. Courage raked her hair back as she pushed herself back to boot-leather and picked Dayna off the canvas. With the strength her opponent possessed, Carol knew it would be unwise to give her room to recover. Thus, making use of the opening, The All-American Heroine pushed the still-wobbly hardbody into the ropes and wiped her across the ring! And as the Israeli Powerhouse returned, Carol doubled over and cupped a pair of incredible thighs, lifting the unwilling cargo up with her mid-riffs over her shoulder and SLAMMED Dayna back into the mat with a sickening Spinebuster!
SPINEBUSTER
www.youtube.com/watch?v=1ZNztSk4jnE
Dayna rolled onto her side and curled into fetal position right after the small of her back met the deck. Knowing that a pin was probably still futile at this point, The Paladin Powerhouse quickly rose to her feet and spared no time to wear her opponent down. She secured both of Dayna’s legs under her armpits, stretched her out, and quickly rolled her woozy opponent onto her belly! Inhaling deeply, Carol let out a courageous war cry as she lowered every pound of her frame onto the small of Dayna’s back!
BOSTON CRAB
www.youtube.com/watch?v=jIthw_nZtvQ
Dayna let out a harrowing cry as the hold was secured and slammed her fists repeatedly on the mat to take her mind off the pain, slowly letting her mind dull the pain before making her ways to the ropes.
“YOU KNOW I HATE TO BREAK YOU DAYNA! SO JUST SURRENDER!” Carol pleaded out of respect for the talented newcomer but her words were not taken kindly as Dayna snapped back at Carol.
“SCREW YOU!” The sufferer snapped back at Carol as she slowly began to claw her ways to the ropes.
“YOU LEAVE ME NO CHOICE!” Carol replied as she reposition her bottom nearer to Dayna’s head, effectively bending her into a ‘C’.
“ARHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!” The Israeli Powerhouse screamed at the top of her lungs and threw her fists into the thigh of Carol, but Carol remained firmly in position. However, it was not long before Dayna started moving again. Taken aback, Carol stood up slightly and tried to drag Dayna back to the center. But her strength was no match for the Israeli Powerhouse as Dayna quickly make to the ropes at the slightest moment of relief, prompting the ref to break the hold.
Carol dropped onto her fours. Her nose and chin dripping with sweat, her lycra top and waist back darkened with a patch of sweat. She knew Dayna was a tough cookie but never expected her to be this tough. But still, “NEVER GIVE UP!”
As Dayna struggled to her feet with the help of the ropes, Carol snatched Dayna by the wrist and reeled her into a clothesline!
SHORT ARM CLOTHESLINE
www.youtube.com/watch?v=GH4xNzNp6W0
Dayna crashed into the mat with her arm firmly held by Carol as she picked her up by the head and pulled her into another clothesline! Dayna crashed into the mat yet again like a piece of worn out rubber but Carol was unwilling to relinquish control. She picked Dayna up for the third time and reeled her in for another----- NOOOOO!!
Dayna lifted her strong long legs and drove them into the face of her opponent!
BIG BOOT
www.youtube.com/watch?v=0KGESK7moDs
Carol’s head snapped sideward violently, spraying mist of sweat from her features as she wobbled down into the mat like her skeleton’s been taken out of her body.
Finally stopping Courage’s momentum, Erza dropped onto her knees and took a breather. She turned towards her assistant, Miss Williams and requested for a towel with a simple gesture which was quickly acceded. Dayna wiped her sweaty features, chest and underarms before tossing it aside, now ready to punish the veteran.
The Israeli Powerhouse wrapped her hands around Carol’s head and lifted her up slightly onto her knees, just enough for her features to be lined up with a stiff knee! Courage snapped backwards with flailing arms but Erza quickly cupped her hands behind her head and drew her in for another knee strike! This time, driving her all the way back into the canvas.
Dayna then picked the ragged body of Carol and wrapped her strong arms around the waist of Carol and SQUEEEEEZE the life out of Carol with a bearhug!
BEARHUG
youtu.be/ijN9vbC4Pxo
“UGGGHHHHH!!!” Carol came back to her senses as the pain seared through her body. Her face wrinkled with grimace as Dayna lifted her and swung her from side to side, boring her arms deeper into Carol’s mid-riffs. Her body soon slumped backwards as she weakened and straight into the mat where her shoulders were down for the…
ONE!
TWO!
Carol bridged her neck to break the count before slipping back into a…
ONE!
TWO!
Carol bridged her neck once more for a break, this time, repositioning her arms for a handstand to keep her shoulders off the mat.
The Courage Calvary soon broke into chants to rally behind the All-American Heroine…
CA-ROL COU-RAGE!
CA-ROL COU-RAGE!
CA-ROL COU-RAGE!
Courage nodded her head to acknowledge her legion of fans as she drew strength from the crowd to lift herself off the mat with a mid-air sit-up! Erza continued to squeeze the air out of Carol but it was losing its effectiveness. The Woman of Wonder pressed Dayna’s forehead back and balled a fist with her free hand and DRILLED the fist into the face of despair! Dayna dropped Carol back to her feet but kept her arms in position until a second and the third fist made her yield.
Carol clutched her mid-riffs as she caught her breath, only realizing her opponent was dazed by the series of blows to the head moments later. Seizing the opening, Carol quickly hit the ropes, looking to nail Dayna with a high impact clothesline.
As she returned, Dayna came back to her senses and pushed Dayna skywards by the hips! Carol flailed with eyes wide open but was unable to stop the inevitable as she came down taking a stiff European Uppercut!
MAKE-IT-RAIN
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Jv5h-5b4QHk
To everyone’s surprise, Dayna included, The Woman of Wonder landed on her feet right after the blow, standing albeit unsteadily.
But the sheer luck called for cautious optimism as it was soon Erza’s turn to hit the ropes and returned with a devastating Spear!!!
SPEAR
www.youtube.com/watch?v=sizIGws8nS4
Carol’s face grimaced with pain as the 140 pounds cut her into half! The Courage Calvary takes their hairs backwards with concern as the sound of the impact echoed through the arena! Dayna hooked and cradled the near leg of Carol, lifting her hips slightly off the mat as the ref slid in for the count!
ONE!
TWO!
THREENOOOOOOOOO!
Coral threw her arm up forcefully to kick out of the fall. Dayna was in complete disbelief as she propped herself to her knees. She was shook to her core. She thought that would have done it but it didn’t. And as the fans began chanting Carol’s name, she realized that the strength Carol possessed wasn’t from within her, but her fans around the arena.
“WILLIAMS! TIME!” Dayna asked stoically.
“17 minutes and 58 seconds!” Miss Williams replied.
“This is taking too much time.” Dayna muttered to herself as she pushed herself back to boot-leather but dropped back onto her knee as a sudden jolt of pain shot through her spine. It seemed that the Boston crab from earlier was beginning to take effect.
Dayna steadied her breathing and tried standing slowly once more. This time, it was much better.
Dayna grabbed the Paladin Powerhouse by a single arm and leg and dragged the insensate lady to the nearest corner as the FAWNatics anxiously anticipated her next move.
Slowly, the Israeli Powerhouse climbed up the ringpost. The Courage Calvary’s hearts thumped fast as the Israeli Powerhouse found her foothold and rose from a crouch position, back facing the ring.
And just right before the Israeli Powerhouse leaps off the top rope, the Woman of Wonder popped right back into life! With a sudden surge of vitality, she rushed towards the ringpost and wrapped Dayna tightly by the waist and hauled her overhead and down to the deck!
DARE TO BELIEVE
www.youtube.com/watch?v=tXVGQSkBqgI
Dayna folded into half as she came down crashing head-first into the mat before flattening out like a starfish and the Courage Calvary cheered strongly and boisterously as their heroine turned the tide in her favor.
Spent, the All-American Heroine rolled onto her belly and tiredly crawled towards Dayna, just near enough for her to slap her hand over Dayna’s shoulder.
ONE!
TWO!
THRENOOO!
The Israeli Powerhouse was far from being done as she forcefully threw her arm towards the side before rolling back onto the mat! The legion of Carol’s fans let out a sigh of frustration as their heroine could not put down the menancing newcomer. However, the dissapointment quickly died down and the crowd was back onto their feet, cheering for the All-American Heroine once more!
The ref started the count as both ladies laid still on the mat. The only motion that could be observed was the rhythmic rising of their chests as they drew air into their lungs. By the count of three, both wrestlers began rolling onto their bellies and pushed themselves back onto their feet, surviving the count by eight.
The crowd gave a standing ovation to the powerhouses as they staggered back into the ropes for support. The FAWNatics were so impressed by their prowess that even Dayna herself was getting support from the minority of the crowd.
However, it was no time to be soaked in admiration. The gladiatrices marched towards the center of the ring with their glistened body and pressed their foreheads against each other for an epic staredown!
Carol initiated the first blow as she shoved the Israeli backwards and shot a forearm into her taller opponent’s chest! Dayna staggered but remained unfazed, mustering the strength to fire a forearm of her own towards Carol’s face!
Carol’s head snapped swiftly to the side and staggered but was quick to find her balance as she threw another forearm into Dayna’s face!
“COME ON! GIVE ME YOUR BEST SHOT DAYNA!” Courage shouted with bravado and left an opening for Dayna to take a shot.
Dayna let out a fearsome battlecry as she took the next shot and it soon descended into a brawl fest as both Powerhouses exchanged blows after blows!
Dayna’s offense began to slow and Carol soon emerged as the winner of this exchange as she continued pressuring the punch-drunk Dayna into the ropes and whipped her across the ring!
Carol trailed behind towards the center of the ring where she doubled over and hauled up and over with a Back Body Drop!
BACK BODY DROP
www.youtube.com/watch?v=cdLzuYqRsz8
“OOOMMPPFFF” The Israeli Powerhouse sat up in pain upon landing and quickly rolled onto her feet when Carol quickly shuffled behind her and powered Dayna onto her shoulders and secured a firm hold of her leg and chin!
ARGENTINE BACKBREAKER RACK
www.youtube.com/watch?v=IjE6oW8afwY
“GARGHHHH!!!” Dayna grunted as she was trapped in the excruciating hold.
“TAP DAYNA! TAP!” Courage demanded as she increased the pressure of the hold.
“GAAHH! NOOOO! YOU-” Dayna defied and bent her free elbow and smashed her weaponized joint into the side of Carol’s face!
Soon, The Israeli Powerhouse slid off her shoulders as Carol was forced to relinquish the hold.
Dayna forcefully pushed herself to boot-leather and quickly threw a clothesline as Carol turned around – but Carol ducked the arm by a razor-thin margin and found herself in the advantageous position for the finish!
The Paladin Powerhouse quickly hooked her arms under Dayna’s armpits, but before she could locked her fingers, The Israeli Powerhouse cocked her elbow and fired right in Courage’s face, spinning her a full 180 degrees.
Dayna quickly set the woozy Woman of Wonder over her shoulders, cupped her left hand over her chin and threaded her right hand through the opposing legs to muscle Carol off the ground. Pausing for a brief moment before dropping the victim onto the left, on the back of her skull!
ERZA’S HAMMER
www.youtube.com/watch?v=EuEoimAW604
Carol’s body went limp as soon as she was hammered and Erza quickly dived forward into a lateral body press for the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
THREEEEE!
DING DING DING!
The winner of this match, via pin-fall! DAYNAAAAAA ERRRRRRRZAAAAA!!!
Upon hearing the bell and the announcement, Erza pushed herself off the sweaty frame of Carol and rested with her hands on her hips.
“Time! Miss Williams!” Dayna demanded.
“22 minutes 15 seconds” Miss Williams replied.
“God damn it…” Dayna muttered to herself as she failed to clear Carol by the 20th minute. Nonetheless, she was rather happy to have met a tough fight. She wanted to shake Carol’s hand but realized that Carol was no longer in any capacity to respond. Instead, she called upon the ref to call for paramedics and quietly exited the arena.