Post by hawkeye on Apr 13, 2020 1:10:55 GMT
Van Halen's ‘Beautiful Girls’ erupts from the speakers, the unmistakable sound of Eddie Van Halen's signature riff tearing through the air.
Beautiful Girls (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bJ9h2m06sFQ )
No longer JUST the song for one of the GOATs of the organization, three-time World Champion Chrissy Daniel, it now represents her curvy Gen Z counterpart who steps to center stage, and beside her is the Killer Imp.
KAT BRADDOCK:
CHRISSY DANIEL:
Having burst upon the scene with a win over none other than Kylie Sanders, the increasingly infamous Brat has joined together with her mentor and the Boss’ daughter Avery Christian to form the California Quakes, an amalgam of young and not that share the same short, sturdy killer curves that bring the Richter to all comers.
The blonde fireplug gives the crowd a shake of her head, clearly finding the jeering crowd distasteful. As much as she’d made her name in tangling with FAWN’s Most Hated, The Brat and her ill-tempered mentor are no fan favorites.
With a unique combination of a young Kylie’s features and a young Chrissy’s body, the Quake strides down the ramp and aisle, casting an occasional glance from side to side, sneering at the mob. Behind her, Daniel in a black T and blue jeans that seem painted on, kneads her protégé’s shoulders.
The busty blonde youngster reaches the ring in her remarkably well-knit, green crocheted bikini. She sports green pads and black ankle boots to complete the wardrobe.
Dawdling at the bottom of the ring steps as Kat ascends and enters, Chrissy demands a microphone and a FAWN flunky quickly obliges. The ash blonde follows the co-rookie of the year into The Brat’s playground. She takes a slow look around the entire confines before ending pointed at the hard cam, grin blossoming.
As Van Halen fades, the announcer breaks in with his introduction.
‘Tonight’s next match is one fall with a 20-minute time limit. Accompanied to the ring by the Killer Imp Chrissy Daniel. From Newport Beach, California. Standing five feet two inches tall and weighing in at 124 pounds. The Brat. KAT BRADDOCK!”
The arena echoes with hatred, the vocal and virulent distaste quite impressive from a veritable rookie.
Her mentor draws the amplifier to parted lips, the crowd still buzzing.
“You may not know it, but you’re here to watch a formality,” Chrissy informs. “There’ll be a passing of torch tonight. While Starfire had a nice little run, I’ll tell you here and now she’s flaming out tonight and Kat will waltz over Renquist soon enough. She’ll take her proper place as the most intimidating lightweight ever? Well, at least since me.”
Chrissy grins at Kat, Braddock taking a second or two to partially agree with the proviso. The crowd concurs with neither.
“So bring out that sweaty bytch! It’s time to mop her out of the title picture and put Kat where she’s going to be for the next decade. At the top of the card.”
Daniel drops the mic. Kat and Chrissy head to the Quake’s corner to wait for Gladiatrix’s Lightweight of the Year to show herself.
“INTRODUCING HER OPPONENT! FROM SINGAPORE...SHE STANDS AT 5 FEET 4 INCHES TALL AND WEIGHS IN AT 118 POUNDS....THE CELESTIAL STUNNER...ESTRINA STARFIRE!”
www.youtube.com/watch?v=b3j3mIXASfw
The lights in the arena dim as the music starts oozing out of the speakers when a bright light shines behind the curtains, revealing a familiar silhouette. As the music hits its high notes, a cannonade of pyrotechnics fires into the air and out of the dispersing smoke comes the champion along with loud cheers from the Stargazers.
ESTRINA STARFIRE
Dressed in her usual skimpy white V-neck one piece dipping all the way down to her navel, completed with red paddings and white boots, the champion sweeps a finger across the crowd before posing in a wide ‘T’, pushing her cape aside, with the extra pounds of gold missing from her waist. Nevertheless, she’s granted a second opportunity at the title on the condition she beats her fellow contending opponent tonight. Looking at the rookie across the ring as she steps through the middle ropes, Estrina's confidence bolsters. She climbs to the second ropes and throws her cape to the floor at ringside, raising both hands to bask in the crowd's cheers before dropping back to the deck to warm up on her spot.
The former champion glares across the ring, at the shorter, but bustier rookie who has been in less than 10 matches, winning just 5 of them. To Starfire, Kat is nothing more than a pebble that she would kick away in her path to regain her former glory. Meanwhile, The Brat Kat, leans back against the corner with arm on the ropes while her manager, Chrissy, whispers a set of instructions into her ear.
DING!
Chrissy pats her protege on her back as the bell signals for the match to start. Kat nonchalantly walks out of her corner with her chin tilted up, "looking down" at the former champion as Estrina also makes her way to the center.
"What's the matter with your neck? Can't sleep well at the thoughts of facing me?" The Celestial Stunner questions sarcastically.
pfft..Braddock slowly scanned downwards and upwards again. "Now that I had a closer look, I'm even more perplexed as to HOW you became a champion, let alone stay a champion a whole year." Kat snarks, causing Estrina to raise her brows in annoyance. Before the former champion can utter a response, Kat cuts her off, "Yea, that's what kept me up at night. How a talentless wrestler like you could become a champion before me, the protege of FAWN's three-time world champion Chrissy Daniel!"
Starfire eases her eyebrows and chuckles, "Lucky you met me. If that's the trouble you are having, I would gladly put you to sleep in my pit!", Estrina cups her shorter opponent's chin.
"Easy, Estrina." Braddock gently pushes Starfire's hand away from her chin, without feeling intimidated. "We all know Macy did it better."
Starfire calms herself down and steps back slightly without letting the Brat get into her head. "I hope you are ready to sweat gurl" Starfire signals for the match to start as she lowers into a grappler's stance.
"Dirty animal..."Kat snickers and readies herself likewise. The two circle the center, looking for an opening when Estrina immediately lunges herself and catches the busty blonde in a surprise headlock!
“UGH!” Kat grunts with a grimace as Starfire bore down on the basic hold. “Still wanna talk trash?”, Starfire questions the young brat. With no retort, Braddock drags herself and Starfire back into ropes and shoves the Asian fighter away. The Celestial Stunner uses the blonde’s strength and propels herself you the opposite ropes. Both wrestlers set for a collision course as they charge towards the center, but it is the stockier blonde who manages to knock the slimmer Asian to her back with a stiff shoulder block!
Kat smirks with confidence as she makes a beeline towards the ropes but Estrina rolls onto her belly as Kat returns, forcing Kat to skip over her. The Celestial Stunner pops back up to her feet as Kat pinballs from the ropes and the former champ trips the blonde with a Drop Toe Hold.
“Aww!” Kat clutches her nose immediately after falling flat on her face. The agile Starfire scuttles along her opponent’s body and locks her arms around Kat’s head once more!
“Back to square one!!!”, Estrina chirps as she squeezes the blonde’s temple.
Braddock growls within Estrina’s grip, pushing against the Asian’s arms but unable to free herself from them. The flaxen-haired fireplug manages to get to her knees, Starfire rising alongside her. And slowly but surely, The Brat ascends with the former champion’s grip still in place. With each woman standing, Kat pivots into a thrusting elbow to Estrina’s chest. One isn’t good enough to get loose, so the blonde follows suit with a second and a third.
With slack made, Kat pops her noggin free and turns to face her foe. But Estrina is already moving to her next offense. She wheels a spin kick toward The Brat’s braincase. Using her already short stature, Kat ducks under the effort and Starfire’s leg swings overhead. Estrina pirouettes and, before Kat can take advantage of the swing and miss, Estrina does a full 360 and nails the Cali Quake in the chest with a dropkick, sending Braddock staggering to the ropes behind her.
Kat uses the momentum to bounce toward her foe, lowering her shoulders and charging to spear the Singaporean grappler, but Estrina was lightweight champion for over a year for a reason and she deftly leapfrogs her fellow would-be #1 challenger. The Brat travels to her second set of strands and makes a u-turn to charge the former champ again. This time Estrina sidesteps and BURIES a less than celestial knee into the blonde’s tummy. Kat’s not starstruck, but the curvy competitor flips through the impaling impact, landing on her spine.
The moaning Kat hugs her aching abs with a swaddling arm and reaches for her lower back with the opposite hand. From behind, Estrina sweeps in for follow-up and locks on a side headlock when Kat reaches a seated position.
“Square one, I believe you know the Brat,” Estrina whispers in Braddock’s ear.
Starfire tugs Kat to her feet this time, not waiting for the blonde to take the initiative, and finds Chrissy’s protégé pliant. Headlock still in place, Estrina surges forward with her cargo and leaps with legs extended for a bulldog. But as she takes off, Braddock’s palms are on the Asian’s hips and Kat shoves free before she has her face introduced to the mat. Instead, Starfire takes her trip alone, landing heavily on her backside, tailbone ramming into the deck.
Wincing in pain from the impact, Estrina’s hands trail down to her cheeks and slip under, massaging her aching ass. On her feet behind Starfire, an angered Brat lines up Starfire’s lower spine and plants a boot soccer-style into the vertebrae, sending Estrina arching forward, face etched in anguish.
“Square two,” Kat pronounces.
Braddock drops to a knee behind the title holder and snatches both of Starfire’s wrists, pulling the arms toward her like handles. The snarling blonde inserts her raised kneecap between the shoulderblades of her foe, capturing Estrina in a surfboard. Kat works the hold like a part-time job, not only digging into Starfire’s backbone but testing each shoulder joint to the maximum.
“Ask her,” Kat implores hopefully, but Estrina shakes off the ref before he can.
Not happy with her rival’s refusal, Braddock removes her knee, sinks a set of nails into the ebony locks of the Asian and draws Estrina to her feet, not coincidentally slapping on a side headlock and grinding away. But the vertically challenged blonde adds a little extra, balling her free right hand and pummeling the former champ’s forehead with punch after punch until the official calls a halt to the festivities at ‘FOUR’.
Kat ends her assault, lifting both hands in innocence, but when Estrina turns in her direction, she jabs a thumb into the left eye of her foe. Starfire spins and squeals, hands immediately rushing to the socket and rubbing furiously.
The Brat ignores her admonishment from the ref and grabs a shoulder, violently spinning the half-blinded Estrina to face her. Latching onto both shoulders a smirking Kat delivers a butt not to the Singaporean’s nose but to the cleft of her pert bosom, Braddock’s Heart Butt like a defib device into Estrina’s blood pumper. Starfire’s dark eyes roll half white from the uncommon attack and she seems frozen as her heart tries to work back into rhythm after skipping a beat.
Braddock uses the time to turn and head for the cables. She rebounds at cruising speed and lowers to SPEAR the holy hell out of her stationary target, Estrina folding brutally around the charging blonde bull, Kat finally sticking the former champ into the canvas to finish off her ferocious tackle. With Estrina left in a wide spreadeagle, the would-be #1 challenger dives atop and hooks the Asian’s limp far leg, the crowd anxious, wondering if Estrina will lose her second in a row after such a spectacular run at…
ONE…
TWO…
Starfire’s body spasms and she’s able to kick her shoulders off the canvas, breaking the count and flopping over to her chest. Kat rises beside her and, as the stubborn Estrina rises to hands and knees, Braddock stomps her back down. The Cali Quake brings the Richters, making a mudhole out of the former lightweight leader. Stomp after stomp ensues until Estrina is limp as a dishrag. Chrissy turns to the crowd, pointing at her pupil.
“That’s your next champion, you putzes!”
Kat nods along in agreement, flaunting to the crowd and drawing an increasingly heavy rain of boos before returning her attention to a stirring Estrina. The blonde hauls Starfire to her feet. She dips slightly, surrounding Estrina’s midriff with her arms then tightens into a breathtaking embrace, lifting Starfire to tiptoes in a bearhug. The Asian’s dark pools widen as she’s finding it hard to bring in air with her diaphragm depressed. Braddock shows the power she has packed into her short but sturdy frame, rattling the taller Starfire from side to side.
Cinching her grip tighter, Braddock lifts Estrina a few inches higher then drops to a knee, PLANTING Starfire’s crotch across the plank of her upper leg, splitting the Singaporean’s wickets with an inverted Atomic Drop. Estrina rises off The Brat’s leg, knees knocking, hands buried between her trembling stems, mouth agape from the pain pulsating from her privates.
A beaming Kat watches with glee at Starfire’s condition.
“You’re the past, bytch. Macy and this entire division are mine now.”
The Brat shoves Estrina into a waddling backpedal, the corner the only thing keeping Starfire upright as she bumps into the buckles.
Braddock turns and jogs to the opposite corner. She raises her hand then brings it down like a starter’s signal, racing toward her target and leaping from a few feet out to bring her curvy frame into play with a corner splash.
Right before the splash connects, the Singaporean grappler quickly moves out of the way, letting the busty blonde thump her chest in the empty corner. Kat clutches her chest and groans as a hand on the rope guides her along the side.
Estrina clambers to her feet after narrowly avoiding a heavy avalanche and races towards the opposite strands. Using the distance to-and-from the ropes to accelerate, she leaps into the air and plants a double boot Dropkick into the Kat’s bust, sending her flying over the top rope! As Kat tumbles off the ring, her mentor quickly rushes over to check if she's okay.
Starfire pops up to the crowd's cheers, her skin glowing with a noticeable sheen of sweat as she raises a finger towards the rafters and marches towards the ring post. While Chrissy tends to her protege, The Celestial Stunner steadily ascends the post and stands on the top buckle. As both mentor and protege rise to their feet, Estrina throws caution to the wind and smashes both with a Diving Crossbody!
DIVING CROSSBODY
www.youtube.com/watch?v=MX1HIuL1xdY
The crowd pops to their feet as does Starfire with a rallying war cry. Grabbing Kat by the head and waistband, Estrina rolls The Brat under the ropes and back into the ring, sliding in after, she hooks her near leg for the...
ONE!
TWO!
Braddock shoots the arm up at two, keeping Estrina's victory at bay. Starfire rises beside her and immediately snatches Kat by the hair, pulling the Brat onto her feet as she stands.
The former champion bullies Kat into the ropes and sends her flying across the ring. Estrina trails behind her opponent up to the center of the ring. As Kat returns, Starfire decks her opponent with a vicious clothesline that nearly decapitates Kat. Riding her momentum, The Singaporean makes a beeline for the ropes and returns to her flattened foe. Backflipping in the air, Estrina splashes across the smaller blonde's body with a Standing Shooting Star Press! The Celestial Stunner cradles both legs as they kip up, covering for the....
STANDING SSP
www.youtube.com/watch?v=dZE9CdCYyL0
ONE
TWO
THRENOOO!!!
Starfire's confidence builds as she inches closer to victory. Chrissy, on the other hand, isn't too sure of Kat as she continues to take a beating from the former champion. In spite of the problems keeping up, Chrissy continues to root for Kat, slapping hard on the apron.
"COME ON KAT! DON'T WASTE MY TIME!".
Catching the blonde in a waistlock with her head under Kat's arm, Estrina hauls her opponent up in the air and drops Kat on her neck with a high-angle suplex that makes Chrissy shudder.
"She's finished!" Estrina exclaims as she turns towards the corner.
[b[HIGH ANGLE BACK SUPLEX[/b]
www.youtube.com/watch?v=G_cO7D_OR6k
Just as she's about to march off, a sudden tug on her leg stops Starfire in her tracks. Turning, Estrina sighs at the sight of the woozy blonde hanging onto her leg. As Estrina plucks Braddock off the canvas, The Brat comes back to life and smashes her head right between Estrina's eyes, revealing she’s been playing possum all along. As the gobsmacked Singaporean spins, Kat snatches her raven locks, forcefully yanking The Celestial Stunner backwards, guiding the small of her foe’s back into her knees!
BRADDOCK BREAKER
youtu.be/ZeRRrU4tOBI?t=30
As Estrina drops limply onto the canvas, Braddock presses across her opponent's body for the...
ONE!
TWO!
THRENOO!!!!
Estrina shoots her arm up as she kicks out and immediately clutches the small of her back, narrowly escaping the fall from the surprise attack.
"Don't be so full of yourself!" Kat bawls as she immediately flips the former champion onto her belly and mounts her back. Grabbing onto Estrina's hair, Kat lifts her upper body off the mat and shoots both her arms under the armpits of her opponent then slides them behind Estrina's head, lacing her fingers and pressing Starfire's head forward as she squeezes Estrina's shoulders closer to each other!
FULL NELSON CLUTCH
www.youtube.com/watch?v=BKZfqPAH1kA
The Brat rattles Estrina from side to side, trying to scramble her foe’s senses then leans back as far as she’s able, curling the spine of the Celestial Stunner to the point Estrina is gazing into the rafters.
“Ask her!” Kat demands.
Before the official can slide in place, Chrissy insists Starfire’s already said she gives up. Daniel complains bitterly when the man ignores her and asks the Singaporean grappler.
Estrina grunts out a ‘no’. Kat’s frustrated by the answer. She slides her arms from around Starfire’s, instead sinking her fingers into the ebony locks of the former champion. Pulling back Estrina’s head further, she SLAMS her foe’s face into the thinly-sheathed plywood. Estrina’s head bounces off the mat, her dark eyes going glassy.
The Cali Quake stands, still straddling Starfire, and adds a couple angry stomps to the base of her opponent’s spine. Moving to Estrina’s side, she sinks her fingers into the Singaporean’s scalp and tugs a rickety Estrina to her feet, spinning Starfire to face her.
“There isn’t much there but let’s see if I can’t find’em.”
Kat proceeds to lift both hands and NAIL Estrina with a series of windmilling slaps to the Stunner’s bosom, cracking away in rapid succession to both sides, Estrina’s face pinching in pain from the assault. Grabbing a wrist, The Brat points Estrina at the far buckles and sends her sprinting with an Irish Whip.
She immediately follows behind, charging after her foe and SPLASHING her an instant after Starfire turns into a back-first collision with the buckles. Kat’s abbreviated but sturdy frame takes the starch out of the former champion and when the blonde bounces away, Estrina drops to a seat. Leaning into the corner behind her, legs extended, Estrina’s head bobbles as she tries to regain her wits.
Kat’s not waiting. She hustles back for another run at her foe, scurrying toward Starfire. This time there’s no launch from The Brat. Instead Chrissy’s protégé stops dead a few feet in front of the oblivious Estrina. She cheerily waves to the crowd then falls forward, burying a head butt into Estrina’s crotch.
Starfire acts as if 10,000 volts have been inserted, writhing in pain, her hands shooting for the juncture of her thighs. From the outside, a delighted Daniel gives some polite golf claps with a smirk planted firmly, the crowd behind her jeering the nasty exhibition of underhanded tactics.
Kat hops to her feet and celebrates with a walk-by of her mentor, dipping and reaching a hand through the ropes to share a slap between Quakes.
“Get back on her,” the three-time former World Champion advises. “She’s dangerous.”
“Not when I’m done with her,” Katrina replies. Still, she does as she’s told, moving to the Singaporean fighter who’s used the ropes to reach her feet, one hand on the top cable, the other still ‘working’ at her throbbing kitty.
Certain Starfire isn’t going anywhere after the vile impact, Braddock charges again and she goes to the proverbial well once too often. Turning as she launches, to drive a butt-tastic attack into the Stunner’s chest, Braddock’s blind to the last-second evacuation, Estrina able to pull herself to the side and leave Kat to RAM her spine into the buckles.
The blonde’s momentum wedges her fireplug frame between the top and middle ropes where she sits uncomfortably, features etched in discomfort. She slowly starts to pull herself out of the predicament when her eyes widen to saucers.
Estrina’s mid-flight, able to ignore the pain below and vault into her signature Double Knee Splash. In Kat’s position, they CRUNCH into her chin rather than her chest. As Starfire bounces away from the impact, the blonde pirouettes out of the corner, finally flopping to a starfish on the deck. She kneads at her jaw while Chrissy demands she rise and prevent a catastrophic reversal of fortune.
Kat rattles her skull, the words having a hard time breaking through the concussive force of Estrina’s knees. Slowly, Braddock pushes to one knee, Estrina taking a moment of recovery, eyes glued on the Brat. When Braddock reaches her rest stop, Starfire blazes away from the cables and CRACKS Kat’s jaw with a perfectly placed Shining Wizard. The former beach battler is left splayed and unmoving. It’s all the invitation Estrina needs and she dives across Braddock in a lateral press for the…
ONE…
TWO…
Kat rolls to her side. Chrissy sweeps her ash blonde locks over a shoulder and nervously claps for her charge while the buzz behind her grows, the crowd knowing all too well what the Celestial Stunner can do when she gets an advantage.
As The Brat slowly rises to a seated position, Estrina’s already on her feet and slipping behind the clueless Kat, dropping to one knee. She wraps an arm around the blonde’s chest to control her then pushes the raised knee under Braddock’s left arm. Reaching to the other side, a perpendicular Starfire slips her head and shoulders under Kat’s opposite arm then sweeps her left arm behind the victim’s head, Estrina securing her abdominal stretcth.
Abdominal Stretch ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=KwAORnOxb2U )
Kat yelps in pain as the Asian beauty works her foe’s core, flexing searing pain into the blonde while leaning all her weight onto Kat, putting pressure on the youngster’s shoulders and spine.
The ref drops to Kat’s side, listening to the curvy blonde mewl through the torture. Finally, he offers Braddock relief if she’ll surrender. The blonde bleats out a not totally convincing “Fuck no”.
Estrina adds a pressing palm into the side of Kat’s features to add more force into the torment. Still, Kat grunts and groans through the anguish. Starfire gives the blonde’s stretched ribs an echoing slap as a parting gift and relents, unknotting herself from the stubborn Cali Quake.
She pulls Kat’s head back so The Brat is gazing at the ceiling and brandishes her sopping arm pit, ready to give Braddock a face full. The thought moves the wide-eyed Kat into action, half-turning and shoving Estrina off. She scrambles on hands and knees to the ropes and slides under, dropping her boots to the floor.
While Chrissy protests from the opposite side of the ring, complaining about Starfire’s attempt to humiliate her protégé, Kat works at her aching abdomen, back to the ring. It’s a rookie mistake she pays for when Estrina bounces off the opposite cables and speeds toward her, baseball sliding under the bottom strand and kicking Kat in the back. The Brat lurches forward, banging into the steel divider, nearly flipping over, some helpful fans keeping her from joining them.
Not helping is the former lightweight champ. She slides alongside Braddock, wraps her arms around Kat’s waist and lifts her off the thinly-padded concrete. Pivoting in a 180 with The Brat in tow, she delivers Braddock’s backbone to the steel railing at the top of the barricade with a vicious backdrop suplex.
Backdrop Suplex (across barricade) ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=p7KSLU-fVrQ )
Kat rolls and writhes in anguish after falling to the floor. For her part, Chrissy races around the ring trying to get to the battered Kat before Estrina.
“Don’t even try it, putz,” she hisses.
But the former champ reaches Braddock first, intent on regaining a shot at the lightweight title. Keeping her eyes on the Imp, the Signaporean grappler plucks Kat off ringside and drives her face first into the apron. Katrina wheels away from the former champion after her head bounces off. But Starfire quickly snatches her hair and waistband, swinging her around and using the momentum to roll her back into the ring. Sensing the mentor approaching as she hops onto the apron, The Celestial Stunner immediately drops back onto the ringside to chase her off.
"After I destroy her, I'll take you on if you wanna!", Estrina exclaims with a stern finger before hopping back up. Grasping the top rope, Estrina slingshots herself back into the ring and lays her leg across the windpipe of the smaller wrestler!
SLINGSHOT LED DROP
www.youtube.com/watch?v=zmXf3G7Dw_A
The Celestial Stunner collects the short ivory stems as they kip up for the...
ONE!
TWO!
THRENOOO!!!
Kat shoots her arm up, escaping the fall narrowly. She immediately reaches for her throat, clutching and gasping for air. Estrina's confidence grows as her dominance over the young rookie becomes more apparent. She draws the rookie onto her feet as she rises and presses her against the ropes.
Hands wrapped tightly around Kat's wrists, Estrina whi---but Kat digs her heels in and counter whips Starfire across the ring. Kat tiredly moves to the center of the ring, preparing to deck the former champion with a clothesline as Estrina returns from the opposite cables. Estrina ducks under the swinging arm and shuffles behind the Cali Quake, securing her with a waistlock before hauling her up in the air and stacks her on her shoulders with a German Suplex!
GERMAN SUPLEX
www.youtube.com/watch?v=8E-OsaxuqyU
Estrina tips her toe for a high bridge...
ONE!
TWO!
THRENOO!!!
Kat barely kicks out from the three count and flops onto her belly. Meanwhile, a sweaty Starfire rises to her feet and runs her finger under her arm before "flicking" it on the flattened wrestler.
"I'm coming back for my belt, Macy!", Estrina remarks as she marches into the corner and locks her sight on her stirring opponent.
"Ready to be Starstuck my dear?", Estrina warns as the gobsmacked blonde struggles to her feet. Estrina flies out of the corner as soon as Kat turns around with a few unsteady steps and lands her knee flushed in Kat's face, the momentum so strong that it turns the blonde inside out! The crowd bursts into cheers as the former champion hooks Kat's leg for the...
{b]STARSTRUCK[/b]
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wrn-k3TPel4
The Imp reaches in under the bottom rope and grabs the official by the ankle.
“"REF! REF! CHECK HER KNEE PAD, REF! THAT THING’S LOADED! NO WAY DOES MY GIRL GO DOWN LIKE THAT! DON'T YOU KNOW HOW TO OFFICIATE?", Chrissy screams in hysteria, distracting the official from cover that is certain to end the match.
"Look, I’ll disqualify Kat if you don’t.."
"LOOK AT HER! GO CHECK HER! DO! YOUR! JOB!" Chrissy cuts off the official before he can complete his sentence.
Annoyed by the commotion, Estrina relinquishes the cover and yells for the ref’s attention. But it isn't enough to overwhelm the din Chrissy is making.
"Hey! Ref! Cover!" The Celestial Stunner stands up and wave for attention. Meanwhile the stirring young blonde rises to her knees, behind Starfire, and rams her arm between Estrina's legs!
"RE--NGGGGHHHHHHH!!!!" Estrina mewls as her knees buckle from the shot to her kitty. The crowd jeers as Starfire jellied legs give way and she sinks to her knees. The Cali Quake holds onto Estrina's shoulders for support as she pushes herself back onto her feet. Clutching her hands into an axehandle, Kat swings her arms and clubs Estrina across the small of her neck! Starfire drops face first into the mat, seemingly having the life taken out of her.
"Alright! Alright! She's up! She's fixed it for you!" Chrissy stops acting out after realizing her pupil has gained the upper hand.
Kat flips Estrina over and hooks her leg for the....
ONE…
TWO…
Estrina shoots a shoulder off the canvas, rolling to her side, one hand still buried between her thighs. Braddock ends on her haunches next to Starfire. Still in a daze from being Starstruck. A shout from Daniel partially wakes the Quake from her fog. She nods wearily, grabs Estrina by her ebony locks, and together the women rise, Starfire forced to comply.
Kat latches onto a wrist and sends Estrina racing to the far buckles. The Singaporean grappler turns into the corner, her back CRASHING in, sending a shockwave through the body of the Celestial Stunner. Kat takes a deep breath and follows at full speed. She dives in from a few feet out, making a 90-degree turn in midair and RAMMING into the Asian’s midriff with her Beach Crossbody.
Beach Crossbody ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=xNOJH6nphR8 )
Braddock slides through the ropes after the collision, drops to the floor, and checks under the apron at Chrissy’s urging. The Brat emerges with a steel chair to the consternation of the crowd. She slides back in, brandishing the hardware. But the referee’s not having it. He grabs the folding metal, the two struggling for control.
Meanwhile, the future Hall of Famer hops on to the apron and wraps an arm around Estrina’s throat from behind. Daniel throttles the gasping Starfire, Estrina writhing and flailing as she tries to break loose, prying at Chrissy’s enveloping arm. The masses try to make the official aware of Chrissy’s choke, but he’s intent on pulling the chair away from Kat and is clueless.
Finally, with the man managing to wrest it away from the little curvy combatant, Daniel relents and drops back to the arena floor, turning her back from the ring and sidling stage left.
Braddock holds up her hands as the ref moves to the ropes to send the chair out of play. But as he does, she charges and leaps into a SPLASH of the choking, redfaced Starfire. The blasted Estrina can do little when Kat hooks her arms over the top rope on either side and pulls them back in underneath. Using the makeshift handles, Kat raises a boot and THUMPS it into Estrina’s crotch, aggravating her already throbbing womanhood.
The blonde leans back, pressing her sole into Starfire’s kitty, Braddock growling as her signature Brat Attack works its wonders on the flagging Estrina.
The returning ref races back to the infraction, scolding Kat. Braddock isn’t interested and ignores the zebra until he starts his count toward disqualification. Only then does the Cali Quake release Estrina’s wrists and cheerily skip away, waving to the jeering fans.
Chrissy turns on the FAWNatics, screaming at the putzes to keep their traps shut. She then advises her protégé to get back to work.
Kat, showing off the recuperative powers of her youth, strides confidently to her #1 contending foe and bullies Estrina out of the corner. Pushing her foe deep into the ropes halfway down the length of the ring, Braddock Irish Whips Starfire on her way, Estrina hurtling toward the opposite cables. On the rebound, The Brat stands her ground mid-ring. Starfire leaps into Kat, apparently trying to knock her over with a Thesz Press. But the curvy, little fireplug keeps her balance, pivots and drops to her knees, THUMPING Starfire into the deck with a ring-rattling spinebuster that sends Estrina bouncing into the air several inches, such is the force of the impact.
Spinebuster ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=3FRQhxdOsAk )
Kat covers quickly, dropping in a lateral press across her foe, hooking Estrina’s far leg for the…
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TWO…
THRNOOO!
Again, the stubborn Starfire kicks her way from the impending pinfall, the rookie showing her frustration at not being able to finish the job and claim her shot against Renquist. She gives Estrina’s gulping tummy an echoing slap as punishment for her gall.
Kat sends a sideways glance at her mentor. Daniel motions to keep going. Braddock turns and snorts at the glassy-eyed Starfire.
“You don’t know what I’m capable of, but you will.”
She reaches down to pull Estrina to her feet and continue her attack when Starfire surges, wrapping an arm around the back of The Brat and tripping Kat to the canvas, rolling up the blonde in a small package for the…
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Braddock squirms free and hustles to her feet, beating Estrina there and slowing down the Singaporean’s comeback with a European Uppercut that spins her risen foe in place in a 180. From behind, Kat latches onto a couple handfuls of Estrina’s dark mane and wrenches her backward. Braddock drops to one knee and BURIES the former champ’s spine into the plank of her upper leg, adjusting some of her foe’s vertebrae with her Braddock Breaker.
Braddock Breaker ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZeRRrU4tOBI ) @00:30
Kat lets Estrina fall to the canvas and she drops across the splayed frame of her fellow contender to Macy’s throne in a crossbody pin for the win at…
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TWO…
THRNOOO!
Estrina refuses to hand over the shot to reclaim her crown, again shifting a shoulder off the canvas, if less forcefully this time. The Brat hops to her feet and stomps around the ring in a tantrum, yanking at her own dirty golden locks.
“Stay down, damn it,” she screams.
Instead, Estrina pushes wearily to hands and knees, drenched in sweat but unable to enjoy sharing it. Kat takes her from there, RIPPING Estrina to her feet by her ebony locks. She spins Starfire to face her and delivers a toe kick deep into the Asian’s tummy, doubling her over.
The blonde wraps her left arm around the back of Starfire’s neck and hooks her right behind the pit of Estrina’s left knee, ‘hupping’ the Celestial Stunner into an elevated cradle position to deliver her devastating Kat Nap.
Kat Nap ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=0imTYQSjhgk )
But before the Cali Quake can lay out and end the match, Estrina enthusiastically RAMS her near elbow into the back of Braddock’s skull. It takes several before Kat is convinced to give up her grip and lower her would-be victim to the mat.
Moving quickly, Estrina shakes the Quake with a spinning back fist that catches Braddock flush in the temple and puts Kat out on her feet, arms hanging limp at her sides, Chrissy in distress at the lightning fast change of fortunes. The Singaporean wraps an arm around the back of Kat’s neck and laces her opposite number behind the blonde’s near knee to vault The Brat up and over with a Fisherman’s Suplex, though Starfire is too drained to hold on with a bridge for the win, instead letting Kat fly and CRASH to the canvas.
Fisherman’s Suplex ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=fxvY_qO091g ) @ 00:34
After the impact, Braddock arches in pain, hand moving to her lower spinal column as the Celestial Stunner pushes to her feet. A second wind blows into view as Estrina turns toward the grounded blonde and waggles an index finger, ready to discipline The Brat and, if need be, the Killer Imp.
But who she doesn’t count on dealing with is made known when ‘God Save the Queen’ echoes through FAWN Arena and Elizabeth Cromwell, in her familiar tricolor battle gear, strides down the ramp, jawing with the crowd before reaching the ring and turning her verbal barrage toward Estrina.
ELIZABETH CROMWELL:
“Just came to see how you’re doing, luv,” Lizzie offers. “Nothin’ more. I promise.”
She holds her right hand high, so her vow must be true.
The Celestial Stunner makes known that there is no love lost between them as she stares daggers into the Liverpool native, now with a shorter pixie-cut hair.
"Like the haircut I gave you?" Estrina asks insidiously as she returns to pick up the struggling blonde.
Elizabeth offers no retort, other than flashing a sinister smile in return. Undeterred by Lizzie's presence, the gritty Starfire bullies the busty blonde into the ropes near Cromwell.
Determined to make an example out of Braddock, Starfire zeroes in on her huge knockers and delivers the loudest backhand chop that reverberate through the arena. Katrina drops to her knees, clutching her red-welted chest as she hisses in pain.
"Let that be a warning to you!" Starfire snarls as she runs her fingers under her arm and flick beads of sweat onto Cromwell at ringside.
"Eurgh! Disgusting sweat freak!" Cromwell grunts in disgust as she wipes the sweat off her face. Lizzie angrily hops onto the apron trying to snatch Estrina's hair. The ref comes in-between to stop them from coming to blows.
"Come at me again! I dare you!" Estrina growls as she drags the busty blonde back to the center of the ring, tucking her head under an arm and drives Kat's head first into the mat with a DDT, all the while maintaining eye contact with Cromwell to send a message.
DDT
The Glistening Goddess flips Kat over and hooks her leg for the...
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TWO!
THRENOOO!!!
Kat tiredly kicks out of the near fall with a weary groan. Estrina rakes her damp hair as she rises beside the exhausted blonde. She picks up the curvy combatant and delivers a knee lift into her mid-section, followed by a second knee lift to her face, sending her to a vertical albeit wobbly stance. The Celestial Stunner finally ends the series of knees with a stiff Celestial Knee Strike to Kat's face, flooring her once more.
The Celestial Stunner straddles over the lifeless body of her opponent and looks into the crowd with a smile, waving over where her belt used to wrap around her waist and sticks "No.1" into the air. Keeping her arm raised, Starfire trails her finger down her armpit and flick the collected sweat on Kat's insensate face.
"I'm getting back my belt, like it or not." Estrina coos into Kat's ears as she drags her stirring body towards the nearest ring post, scoops her up and slams her back first into the canvas.
"Put on your sunglasses! There's a Solar Flare coming!" Estrina points her jaunty finger into the crowd and the legions of Stargazers put on their sunglasses as instructed. Starfire steps through the ropes and ascends to the top rope, measuring Kat up as she unsteadily rises to her feet.
"I'm getting my belt back! Macy!" Estrina declares as she cartwheels into the air and flattens the busty blonde with a perfect Solar Flare! Kat shudders upon impact. Estrina rolls, back against her body, hooking her for the...
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TWO!
THRNOOOO!
With Chrissy’s head in her hands in disappointment on one side of the ring and Elizabeth turning away with a surly look of disappointment on the other, neither see KAT BRADDOCK KICK OUT OF THE FLARE!
Estrina, pushed up to her haunches from the escape, looks down at the curvy blonde with disbelief. She catches herself glancing toward Cromwell who, now aware, chuckles as she shrugs back.
“Not me,” Lizzie says, throwing up her hands in rightful innocence this time. “Bitch is tougher than she looks.”
Starfire turns to the official who holds two fingers aloft. She rises and confronts the man.
“Are you sure?”
He nods and Estrina rubs a hand across her face. Who the hell kicks out of a Solar Flare?
Easy. Someone who wants another.
Estrina returns her attention to Braddock, Kat having made it to her knees. She sticks her right palm deep into her soaking arm pit, draws it out, and pie-faces the blonde.
“You deserve something extra for making me Flare you twice!”
“And you,” the disgusted Brat mumbles while shaking her head, trying to rid herself of Estrina’s humiliation, “need to understand Kat freakin’ Braddock don’t take shit from anybody.”
The blonde knocks Estrina’s palm away with a swipe of her left hand and PLOWS a right forearm uppercut into Starfire’s crotch. Estrina rises to tiptoes, mouth agape, amazed for an entirely different reason, namely the amount of pain throbbing from her kitty and how her body seems frozen from the agony.
Still, Kat’s not able to do more than settle back to her haunches after the vile impact, shaking out an attic full of cobwebs. The ref threatens Braddock with disqualification, which she seems to understand, nodding with a bobbling braincase. The Brat doesn’t protest as she doesn’t have the energy, but across the way, her fellow California Quake Chrissy Daniel hops to the apron and gives the ref more than an earful, grabbing the top rope and shaking it, in a fury about how he’s ‘favored’ Estrina from the start.
The man strides to the future Hall of Famer, confronting Chrissy and demanding she drop to the floor. As he does, a dazed Brat and a mewling, knock-kneed Estrina seem unaware of Cromwell closing with the apron. The crowd is very aware. They go from curious buzzing to loud concern when the bobbed Lizzie emerges with a trash can lid. The Brit slides it into the ring to the recovering Braddock who, after being startled for a moment, grabs it.
Perhaps inspired by possession of the weapon, Kat turns from Starfire and wobbles to her feet. Still hampered by the Flare, Braddock nonetheless raises the metal and spins into a crowning shot to Estrina’s skull, the CLANG echoing through the arena and sending the Celestial Stunner rocketing to the canvas, semiconscious at best.
Kat tosses the weapon outside, ignoring the beaming Cromwell, the redhead enjoying the sight of the motionless Starfire, not needing thanks for her assistance. Glancing over the official’s shoulder, Chrissy drops to the floor, raising her hands.
“It’s all good, mister referee,” she apologizes. “My bad.”
Thankful for finally winning an argument, the official turns to find Kat hauling a limp Estrina to her feet. The curvy blonde pulls the pliant Singaporean into a front facelock, throwing a flaccid arm of the former champion over her shoulders. Grabbing some spandex at Starfire’s hip, she ‘hups’ Estrina into a cradled, tucked position tight to her chest. The FAWNatics plead for an escape, but there is none as Kat lays out and SPIKES Estrina’s cranium into the canvas with her Kat Nap.
Kat Nap (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1nNeUWdGDSo )
The sweat-drenched Estrina flops to her back, insensate, spreading into a lifeless spreadeagle. The Cali Quake spins and mounts her in a schoolgirl press, knees atop biceps, Estrina’s chin snug to Kat’s crotch. The blonde raises her hands high to the jeers of the sellout crowd and lifts fingers to the slaps of the met.
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THREEEE!
There isn’t so much as a flinch from Starfire, the Singaporean out cold. Chrissy slides into the ring and races to her protégé while the ring announcer makes the result official.
“Your winner and NEW number one contender for the lightweight title…KAT BRADDOCK!”
Daniel grabs a wrist of her student and yanks Braddock to her feet, surrounding her in a hug. She shows off her girl to the booing masses before guiding the blonde back to her victim. Daniel hauls Estrina’s deadweight to vertical leaning her against the ropes for support. She motions Kat in, and a jovial Braddock obliges, raising an arm and STUFFING her pit into Estrina’s face, grinding it for several seconds, Starfire spitting back to semi-awareness.
With Kat’s ‘rub’ complete, The Quakes take a step backward and lurch forward, double clotheslining Estrina into a backflip up and over the ropes, Starfire crashing to a heap at the feet of a beaming Lizzie.
While Kat and Chrissy continue their celebration, the auburn-bobbed Cromwell retrieves her lid and, as a struggling Starfire reaches hands and knees, brings it THWACKING down across the spine of the former champion. Estrina remains on all fours, her back arching in pain, so the Liverpudlian delivers a second, third, fourth and fifth time, flattening Estrina to the thinly padded cement of the arena floor.
Lizzie pushes her nemesis to her back with a shove from her boot and drives the edge of the battered lid into the open midriff of her rival. A bug-eyed Estrina folds in a ‘V’ around the impact and the raging Boarding School Princess proceeds to CLANK the lid off the forehead of Starfire, opening Estrina up, blood seeping from a gash at her hairline.
Cromwell draws her fingers across blood on the lid and flicks it at Estrina, payback for Starfire’ sweat, then places the lid atop the face of the semiconscious Singaporean. Cromwell leaps into the air and THUMPS both boots atop the metal, knocking Estrina into next week. Thankfully for the squeamish in the crowd, the bobbed Brit leaves the lid in place, covering the carnage.
Adrenaline flowing freely, Lizzie turns to the crowd pumping her right arm to their audible hate. From the ring, Chrissy and Kat watch with constrained glee. They lean against the nearest set of ropes for the best view but aren’t about to get in the Brit’s way lest they get caught in the crossfire.
Instead, they wait for Elizabeth to finish her celebration of Starfire’s demise. Cromwell points at the wreckage as she heads for the exit, giggling and skipping with joy. When Lizzie’s at a safe distance, the Quakes slide out of the ring and leave what’s left of Estrina for the custodians to clean up, safe in the knowledge Kat would be in possession of the lightweight title this time next month.
Beautiful Girls (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bJ9h2m06sFQ )
No longer JUST the song for one of the GOATs of the organization, three-time World Champion Chrissy Daniel, it now represents her curvy Gen Z counterpart who steps to center stage, and beside her is the Killer Imp.
KAT BRADDOCK:
CHRISSY DANIEL:
Having burst upon the scene with a win over none other than Kylie Sanders, the increasingly infamous Brat has joined together with her mentor and the Boss’ daughter Avery Christian to form the California Quakes, an amalgam of young and not that share the same short, sturdy killer curves that bring the Richter to all comers.
The blonde fireplug gives the crowd a shake of her head, clearly finding the jeering crowd distasteful. As much as she’d made her name in tangling with FAWN’s Most Hated, The Brat and her ill-tempered mentor are no fan favorites.
With a unique combination of a young Kylie’s features and a young Chrissy’s body, the Quake strides down the ramp and aisle, casting an occasional glance from side to side, sneering at the mob. Behind her, Daniel in a black T and blue jeans that seem painted on, kneads her protégé’s shoulders.
The busty blonde youngster reaches the ring in her remarkably well-knit, green crocheted bikini. She sports green pads and black ankle boots to complete the wardrobe.
Dawdling at the bottom of the ring steps as Kat ascends and enters, Chrissy demands a microphone and a FAWN flunky quickly obliges. The ash blonde follows the co-rookie of the year into The Brat’s playground. She takes a slow look around the entire confines before ending pointed at the hard cam, grin blossoming.
As Van Halen fades, the announcer breaks in with his introduction.
‘Tonight’s next match is one fall with a 20-minute time limit. Accompanied to the ring by the Killer Imp Chrissy Daniel. From Newport Beach, California. Standing five feet two inches tall and weighing in at 124 pounds. The Brat. KAT BRADDOCK!”
The arena echoes with hatred, the vocal and virulent distaste quite impressive from a veritable rookie.
Her mentor draws the amplifier to parted lips, the crowd still buzzing.
“You may not know it, but you’re here to watch a formality,” Chrissy informs. “There’ll be a passing of torch tonight. While Starfire had a nice little run, I’ll tell you here and now she’s flaming out tonight and Kat will waltz over Renquist soon enough. She’ll take her proper place as the most intimidating lightweight ever? Well, at least since me.”
Chrissy grins at Kat, Braddock taking a second or two to partially agree with the proviso. The crowd concurs with neither.
“So bring out that sweaty bytch! It’s time to mop her out of the title picture and put Kat where she’s going to be for the next decade. At the top of the card.”
Daniel drops the mic. Kat and Chrissy head to the Quake’s corner to wait for Gladiatrix’s Lightweight of the Year to show herself.
“INTRODUCING HER OPPONENT! FROM SINGAPORE...SHE STANDS AT 5 FEET 4 INCHES TALL AND WEIGHS IN AT 118 POUNDS....THE CELESTIAL STUNNER...ESTRINA STARFIRE!”
www.youtube.com/watch?v=b3j3mIXASfw
The lights in the arena dim as the music starts oozing out of the speakers when a bright light shines behind the curtains, revealing a familiar silhouette. As the music hits its high notes, a cannonade of pyrotechnics fires into the air and out of the dispersing smoke comes the champion along with loud cheers from the Stargazers.
ESTRINA STARFIRE
Dressed in her usual skimpy white V-neck one piece dipping all the way down to her navel, completed with red paddings and white boots, the champion sweeps a finger across the crowd before posing in a wide ‘T’, pushing her cape aside, with the extra pounds of gold missing from her waist. Nevertheless, she’s granted a second opportunity at the title on the condition she beats her fellow contending opponent tonight. Looking at the rookie across the ring as she steps through the middle ropes, Estrina's confidence bolsters. She climbs to the second ropes and throws her cape to the floor at ringside, raising both hands to bask in the crowd's cheers before dropping back to the deck to warm up on her spot.
The former champion glares across the ring, at the shorter, but bustier rookie who has been in less than 10 matches, winning just 5 of them. To Starfire, Kat is nothing more than a pebble that she would kick away in her path to regain her former glory. Meanwhile, The Brat Kat, leans back against the corner with arm on the ropes while her manager, Chrissy, whispers a set of instructions into her ear.
DING!
Chrissy pats her protege on her back as the bell signals for the match to start. Kat nonchalantly walks out of her corner with her chin tilted up, "looking down" at the former champion as Estrina also makes her way to the center.
"What's the matter with your neck? Can't sleep well at the thoughts of facing me?" The Celestial Stunner questions sarcastically.
pfft..Braddock slowly scanned downwards and upwards again. "Now that I had a closer look, I'm even more perplexed as to HOW you became a champion, let alone stay a champion a whole year." Kat snarks, causing Estrina to raise her brows in annoyance. Before the former champion can utter a response, Kat cuts her off, "Yea, that's what kept me up at night. How a talentless wrestler like you could become a champion before me, the protege of FAWN's three-time world champion Chrissy Daniel!"
Starfire eases her eyebrows and chuckles, "Lucky you met me. If that's the trouble you are having, I would gladly put you to sleep in my pit!", Estrina cups her shorter opponent's chin.
"Easy, Estrina." Braddock gently pushes Starfire's hand away from her chin, without feeling intimidated. "We all know Macy did it better."
Starfire calms herself down and steps back slightly without letting the Brat get into her head. "I hope you are ready to sweat gurl" Starfire signals for the match to start as she lowers into a grappler's stance.
"Dirty animal..."Kat snickers and readies herself likewise. The two circle the center, looking for an opening when Estrina immediately lunges herself and catches the busty blonde in a surprise headlock!
“UGH!” Kat grunts with a grimace as Starfire bore down on the basic hold. “Still wanna talk trash?”, Starfire questions the young brat. With no retort, Braddock drags herself and Starfire back into ropes and shoves the Asian fighter away. The Celestial Stunner uses the blonde’s strength and propels herself you the opposite ropes. Both wrestlers set for a collision course as they charge towards the center, but it is the stockier blonde who manages to knock the slimmer Asian to her back with a stiff shoulder block!
Kat smirks with confidence as she makes a beeline towards the ropes but Estrina rolls onto her belly as Kat returns, forcing Kat to skip over her. The Celestial Stunner pops back up to her feet as Kat pinballs from the ropes and the former champ trips the blonde with a Drop Toe Hold.
“Aww!” Kat clutches her nose immediately after falling flat on her face. The agile Starfire scuttles along her opponent’s body and locks her arms around Kat’s head once more!
“Back to square one!!!”, Estrina chirps as she squeezes the blonde’s temple.
Braddock growls within Estrina’s grip, pushing against the Asian’s arms but unable to free herself from them. The flaxen-haired fireplug manages to get to her knees, Starfire rising alongside her. And slowly but surely, The Brat ascends with the former champion’s grip still in place. With each woman standing, Kat pivots into a thrusting elbow to Estrina’s chest. One isn’t good enough to get loose, so the blonde follows suit with a second and a third.
With slack made, Kat pops her noggin free and turns to face her foe. But Estrina is already moving to her next offense. She wheels a spin kick toward The Brat’s braincase. Using her already short stature, Kat ducks under the effort and Starfire’s leg swings overhead. Estrina pirouettes and, before Kat can take advantage of the swing and miss, Estrina does a full 360 and nails the Cali Quake in the chest with a dropkick, sending Braddock staggering to the ropes behind her.
Kat uses the momentum to bounce toward her foe, lowering her shoulders and charging to spear the Singaporean grappler, but Estrina was lightweight champion for over a year for a reason and she deftly leapfrogs her fellow would-be #1 challenger. The Brat travels to her second set of strands and makes a u-turn to charge the former champ again. This time Estrina sidesteps and BURIES a less than celestial knee into the blonde’s tummy. Kat’s not starstruck, but the curvy competitor flips through the impaling impact, landing on her spine.
The moaning Kat hugs her aching abs with a swaddling arm and reaches for her lower back with the opposite hand. From behind, Estrina sweeps in for follow-up and locks on a side headlock when Kat reaches a seated position.
“Square one, I believe you know the Brat,” Estrina whispers in Braddock’s ear.
Starfire tugs Kat to her feet this time, not waiting for the blonde to take the initiative, and finds Chrissy’s protégé pliant. Headlock still in place, Estrina surges forward with her cargo and leaps with legs extended for a bulldog. But as she takes off, Braddock’s palms are on the Asian’s hips and Kat shoves free before she has her face introduced to the mat. Instead, Starfire takes her trip alone, landing heavily on her backside, tailbone ramming into the deck.
Wincing in pain from the impact, Estrina’s hands trail down to her cheeks and slip under, massaging her aching ass. On her feet behind Starfire, an angered Brat lines up Starfire’s lower spine and plants a boot soccer-style into the vertebrae, sending Estrina arching forward, face etched in anguish.
“Square two,” Kat pronounces.
Braddock drops to a knee behind the title holder and snatches both of Starfire’s wrists, pulling the arms toward her like handles. The snarling blonde inserts her raised kneecap between the shoulderblades of her foe, capturing Estrina in a surfboard. Kat works the hold like a part-time job, not only digging into Starfire’s backbone but testing each shoulder joint to the maximum.
“Ask her,” Kat implores hopefully, but Estrina shakes off the ref before he can.
Not happy with her rival’s refusal, Braddock removes her knee, sinks a set of nails into the ebony locks of the Asian and draws Estrina to her feet, not coincidentally slapping on a side headlock and grinding away. But the vertically challenged blonde adds a little extra, balling her free right hand and pummeling the former champ’s forehead with punch after punch until the official calls a halt to the festivities at ‘FOUR’.
Kat ends her assault, lifting both hands in innocence, but when Estrina turns in her direction, she jabs a thumb into the left eye of her foe. Starfire spins and squeals, hands immediately rushing to the socket and rubbing furiously.
The Brat ignores her admonishment from the ref and grabs a shoulder, violently spinning the half-blinded Estrina to face her. Latching onto both shoulders a smirking Kat delivers a butt not to the Singaporean’s nose but to the cleft of her pert bosom, Braddock’s Heart Butt like a defib device into Estrina’s blood pumper. Starfire’s dark eyes roll half white from the uncommon attack and she seems frozen as her heart tries to work back into rhythm after skipping a beat.
Braddock uses the time to turn and head for the cables. She rebounds at cruising speed and lowers to SPEAR the holy hell out of her stationary target, Estrina folding brutally around the charging blonde bull, Kat finally sticking the former champ into the canvas to finish off her ferocious tackle. With Estrina left in a wide spreadeagle, the would-be #1 challenger dives atop and hooks the Asian’s limp far leg, the crowd anxious, wondering if Estrina will lose her second in a row after such a spectacular run at…
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Starfire’s body spasms and she’s able to kick her shoulders off the canvas, breaking the count and flopping over to her chest. Kat rises beside her and, as the stubborn Estrina rises to hands and knees, Braddock stomps her back down. The Cali Quake brings the Richters, making a mudhole out of the former lightweight leader. Stomp after stomp ensues until Estrina is limp as a dishrag. Chrissy turns to the crowd, pointing at her pupil.
“That’s your next champion, you putzes!”
Kat nods along in agreement, flaunting to the crowd and drawing an increasingly heavy rain of boos before returning her attention to a stirring Estrina. The blonde hauls Starfire to her feet. She dips slightly, surrounding Estrina’s midriff with her arms then tightens into a breathtaking embrace, lifting Starfire to tiptoes in a bearhug. The Asian’s dark pools widen as she’s finding it hard to bring in air with her diaphragm depressed. Braddock shows the power she has packed into her short but sturdy frame, rattling the taller Starfire from side to side.
Cinching her grip tighter, Braddock lifts Estrina a few inches higher then drops to a knee, PLANTING Starfire’s crotch across the plank of her upper leg, splitting the Singaporean’s wickets with an inverted Atomic Drop. Estrina rises off The Brat’s leg, knees knocking, hands buried between her trembling stems, mouth agape from the pain pulsating from her privates.
A beaming Kat watches with glee at Starfire’s condition.
“You’re the past, bytch. Macy and this entire division are mine now.”
The Brat shoves Estrina into a waddling backpedal, the corner the only thing keeping Starfire upright as she bumps into the buckles.
Braddock turns and jogs to the opposite corner. She raises her hand then brings it down like a starter’s signal, racing toward her target and leaping from a few feet out to bring her curvy frame into play with a corner splash.
Right before the splash connects, the Singaporean grappler quickly moves out of the way, letting the busty blonde thump her chest in the empty corner. Kat clutches her chest and groans as a hand on the rope guides her along the side.
Estrina clambers to her feet after narrowly avoiding a heavy avalanche and races towards the opposite strands. Using the distance to-and-from the ropes to accelerate, she leaps into the air and plants a double boot Dropkick into the Kat’s bust, sending her flying over the top rope! As Kat tumbles off the ring, her mentor quickly rushes over to check if she's okay.
Starfire pops up to the crowd's cheers, her skin glowing with a noticeable sheen of sweat as she raises a finger towards the rafters and marches towards the ring post. While Chrissy tends to her protege, The Celestial Stunner steadily ascends the post and stands on the top buckle. As both mentor and protege rise to their feet, Estrina throws caution to the wind and smashes both with a Diving Crossbody!
DIVING CROSSBODY
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The crowd pops to their feet as does Starfire with a rallying war cry. Grabbing Kat by the head and waistband, Estrina rolls The Brat under the ropes and back into the ring, sliding in after, she hooks her near leg for the...
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TWO!
Braddock shoots the arm up at two, keeping Estrina's victory at bay. Starfire rises beside her and immediately snatches Kat by the hair, pulling the Brat onto her feet as she stands.
The former champion bullies Kat into the ropes and sends her flying across the ring. Estrina trails behind her opponent up to the center of the ring. As Kat returns, Starfire decks her opponent with a vicious clothesline that nearly decapitates Kat. Riding her momentum, The Singaporean makes a beeline for the ropes and returns to her flattened foe. Backflipping in the air, Estrina splashes across the smaller blonde's body with a Standing Shooting Star Press! The Celestial Stunner cradles both legs as they kip up, covering for the....
STANDING SSP
www.youtube.com/watch?v=dZE9CdCYyL0
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THRENOOO!!!
Starfire's confidence builds as she inches closer to victory. Chrissy, on the other hand, isn't too sure of Kat as she continues to take a beating from the former champion. In spite of the problems keeping up, Chrissy continues to root for Kat, slapping hard on the apron.
"COME ON KAT! DON'T WASTE MY TIME!".
Catching the blonde in a waistlock with her head under Kat's arm, Estrina hauls her opponent up in the air and drops Kat on her neck with a high-angle suplex that makes Chrissy shudder.
"She's finished!" Estrina exclaims as she turns towards the corner.
[b[HIGH ANGLE BACK SUPLEX[/b]
www.youtube.com/watch?v=G_cO7D_OR6k
Just as she's about to march off, a sudden tug on her leg stops Starfire in her tracks. Turning, Estrina sighs at the sight of the woozy blonde hanging onto her leg. As Estrina plucks Braddock off the canvas, The Brat comes back to life and smashes her head right between Estrina's eyes, revealing she’s been playing possum all along. As the gobsmacked Singaporean spins, Kat snatches her raven locks, forcefully yanking The Celestial Stunner backwards, guiding the small of her foe’s back into her knees!
BRADDOCK BREAKER
youtu.be/ZeRRrU4tOBI?t=30
As Estrina drops limply onto the canvas, Braddock presses across her opponent's body for the...
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Estrina shoots her arm up as she kicks out and immediately clutches the small of her back, narrowly escaping the fall from the surprise attack.
"Don't be so full of yourself!" Kat bawls as she immediately flips the former champion onto her belly and mounts her back. Grabbing onto Estrina's hair, Kat lifts her upper body off the mat and shoots both her arms under the armpits of her opponent then slides them behind Estrina's head, lacing her fingers and pressing Starfire's head forward as she squeezes Estrina's shoulders closer to each other!
FULL NELSON CLUTCH
www.youtube.com/watch?v=BKZfqPAH1kA
The Brat rattles Estrina from side to side, trying to scramble her foe’s senses then leans back as far as she’s able, curling the spine of the Celestial Stunner to the point Estrina is gazing into the rafters.
“Ask her!” Kat demands.
Before the official can slide in place, Chrissy insists Starfire’s already said she gives up. Daniel complains bitterly when the man ignores her and asks the Singaporean grappler.
Estrina grunts out a ‘no’. Kat’s frustrated by the answer. She slides her arms from around Starfire’s, instead sinking her fingers into the ebony locks of the former champion. Pulling back Estrina’s head further, she SLAMS her foe’s face into the thinly-sheathed plywood. Estrina’s head bounces off the mat, her dark eyes going glassy.
The Cali Quake stands, still straddling Starfire, and adds a couple angry stomps to the base of her opponent’s spine. Moving to Estrina’s side, she sinks her fingers into the Singaporean’s scalp and tugs a rickety Estrina to her feet, spinning Starfire to face her.
“There isn’t much there but let’s see if I can’t find’em.”
Kat proceeds to lift both hands and NAIL Estrina with a series of windmilling slaps to the Stunner’s bosom, cracking away in rapid succession to both sides, Estrina’s face pinching in pain from the assault. Grabbing a wrist, The Brat points Estrina at the far buckles and sends her sprinting with an Irish Whip.
She immediately follows behind, charging after her foe and SPLASHING her an instant after Starfire turns into a back-first collision with the buckles. Kat’s abbreviated but sturdy frame takes the starch out of the former champion and when the blonde bounces away, Estrina drops to a seat. Leaning into the corner behind her, legs extended, Estrina’s head bobbles as she tries to regain her wits.
Kat’s not waiting. She hustles back for another run at her foe, scurrying toward Starfire. This time there’s no launch from The Brat. Instead Chrissy’s protégé stops dead a few feet in front of the oblivious Estrina. She cheerily waves to the crowd then falls forward, burying a head butt into Estrina’s crotch.
Starfire acts as if 10,000 volts have been inserted, writhing in pain, her hands shooting for the juncture of her thighs. From the outside, a delighted Daniel gives some polite golf claps with a smirk planted firmly, the crowd behind her jeering the nasty exhibition of underhanded tactics.
Kat hops to her feet and celebrates with a walk-by of her mentor, dipping and reaching a hand through the ropes to share a slap between Quakes.
“Get back on her,” the three-time former World Champion advises. “She’s dangerous.”
“Not when I’m done with her,” Katrina replies. Still, she does as she’s told, moving to the Singaporean fighter who’s used the ropes to reach her feet, one hand on the top cable, the other still ‘working’ at her throbbing kitty.
Certain Starfire isn’t going anywhere after the vile impact, Braddock charges again and she goes to the proverbial well once too often. Turning as she launches, to drive a butt-tastic attack into the Stunner’s chest, Braddock’s blind to the last-second evacuation, Estrina able to pull herself to the side and leave Kat to RAM her spine into the buckles.
The blonde’s momentum wedges her fireplug frame between the top and middle ropes where she sits uncomfortably, features etched in discomfort. She slowly starts to pull herself out of the predicament when her eyes widen to saucers.
Estrina’s mid-flight, able to ignore the pain below and vault into her signature Double Knee Splash. In Kat’s position, they CRUNCH into her chin rather than her chest. As Starfire bounces away from the impact, the blonde pirouettes out of the corner, finally flopping to a starfish on the deck. She kneads at her jaw while Chrissy demands she rise and prevent a catastrophic reversal of fortune.
Kat rattles her skull, the words having a hard time breaking through the concussive force of Estrina’s knees. Slowly, Braddock pushes to one knee, Estrina taking a moment of recovery, eyes glued on the Brat. When Braddock reaches her rest stop, Starfire blazes away from the cables and CRACKS Kat’s jaw with a perfectly placed Shining Wizard. The former beach battler is left splayed and unmoving. It’s all the invitation Estrina needs and she dives across Braddock in a lateral press for the…
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Kat rolls to her side. Chrissy sweeps her ash blonde locks over a shoulder and nervously claps for her charge while the buzz behind her grows, the crowd knowing all too well what the Celestial Stunner can do when she gets an advantage.
As The Brat slowly rises to a seated position, Estrina’s already on her feet and slipping behind the clueless Kat, dropping to one knee. She wraps an arm around the blonde’s chest to control her then pushes the raised knee under Braddock’s left arm. Reaching to the other side, a perpendicular Starfire slips her head and shoulders under Kat’s opposite arm then sweeps her left arm behind the victim’s head, Estrina securing her abdominal stretcth.
Abdominal Stretch ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=KwAORnOxb2U )
Kat yelps in pain as the Asian beauty works her foe’s core, flexing searing pain into the blonde while leaning all her weight onto Kat, putting pressure on the youngster’s shoulders and spine.
The ref drops to Kat’s side, listening to the curvy blonde mewl through the torture. Finally, he offers Braddock relief if she’ll surrender. The blonde bleats out a not totally convincing “Fuck no”.
Estrina adds a pressing palm into the side of Kat’s features to add more force into the torment. Still, Kat grunts and groans through the anguish. Starfire gives the blonde’s stretched ribs an echoing slap as a parting gift and relents, unknotting herself from the stubborn Cali Quake.
She pulls Kat’s head back so The Brat is gazing at the ceiling and brandishes her sopping arm pit, ready to give Braddock a face full. The thought moves the wide-eyed Kat into action, half-turning and shoving Estrina off. She scrambles on hands and knees to the ropes and slides under, dropping her boots to the floor.
While Chrissy protests from the opposite side of the ring, complaining about Starfire’s attempt to humiliate her protégé, Kat works at her aching abdomen, back to the ring. It’s a rookie mistake she pays for when Estrina bounces off the opposite cables and speeds toward her, baseball sliding under the bottom strand and kicking Kat in the back. The Brat lurches forward, banging into the steel divider, nearly flipping over, some helpful fans keeping her from joining them.
Not helping is the former lightweight champ. She slides alongside Braddock, wraps her arms around Kat’s waist and lifts her off the thinly-padded concrete. Pivoting in a 180 with The Brat in tow, she delivers Braddock’s backbone to the steel railing at the top of the barricade with a vicious backdrop suplex.
Backdrop Suplex (across barricade) ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=p7KSLU-fVrQ )
Kat rolls and writhes in anguish after falling to the floor. For her part, Chrissy races around the ring trying to get to the battered Kat before Estrina.
“Don’t even try it, putz,” she hisses.
But the former champ reaches Braddock first, intent on regaining a shot at the lightweight title. Keeping her eyes on the Imp, the Signaporean grappler plucks Kat off ringside and drives her face first into the apron. Katrina wheels away from the former champion after her head bounces off. But Starfire quickly snatches her hair and waistband, swinging her around and using the momentum to roll her back into the ring. Sensing the mentor approaching as she hops onto the apron, The Celestial Stunner immediately drops back onto the ringside to chase her off.
"After I destroy her, I'll take you on if you wanna!", Estrina exclaims with a stern finger before hopping back up. Grasping the top rope, Estrina slingshots herself back into the ring and lays her leg across the windpipe of the smaller wrestler!
SLINGSHOT LED DROP
www.youtube.com/watch?v=zmXf3G7Dw_A
The Celestial Stunner collects the short ivory stems as they kip up for the...
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Kat shoots her arm up, escaping the fall narrowly. She immediately reaches for her throat, clutching and gasping for air. Estrina's confidence grows as her dominance over the young rookie becomes more apparent. She draws the rookie onto her feet as she rises and presses her against the ropes.
Hands wrapped tightly around Kat's wrists, Estrina whi---but Kat digs her heels in and counter whips Starfire across the ring. Kat tiredly moves to the center of the ring, preparing to deck the former champion with a clothesline as Estrina returns from the opposite cables. Estrina ducks under the swinging arm and shuffles behind the Cali Quake, securing her with a waistlock before hauling her up in the air and stacks her on her shoulders with a German Suplex!
GERMAN SUPLEX
www.youtube.com/watch?v=8E-OsaxuqyU
Estrina tips her toe for a high bridge...
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Kat barely kicks out from the three count and flops onto her belly. Meanwhile, a sweaty Starfire rises to her feet and runs her finger under her arm before "flicking" it on the flattened wrestler.
"I'm coming back for my belt, Macy!", Estrina remarks as she marches into the corner and locks her sight on her stirring opponent.
"Ready to be Starstuck my dear?", Estrina warns as the gobsmacked blonde struggles to her feet. Estrina flies out of the corner as soon as Kat turns around with a few unsteady steps and lands her knee flushed in Kat's face, the momentum so strong that it turns the blonde inside out! The crowd bursts into cheers as the former champion hooks Kat's leg for the...
{b]STARSTRUCK[/b]
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wrn-k3TPel4
The Imp reaches in under the bottom rope and grabs the official by the ankle.
“"REF! REF! CHECK HER KNEE PAD, REF! THAT THING’S LOADED! NO WAY DOES MY GIRL GO DOWN LIKE THAT! DON'T YOU KNOW HOW TO OFFICIATE?", Chrissy screams in hysteria, distracting the official from cover that is certain to end the match.
"Look, I’ll disqualify Kat if you don’t.."
"LOOK AT HER! GO CHECK HER! DO! YOUR! JOB!" Chrissy cuts off the official before he can complete his sentence.
Annoyed by the commotion, Estrina relinquishes the cover and yells for the ref’s attention. But it isn't enough to overwhelm the din Chrissy is making.
"Hey! Ref! Cover!" The Celestial Stunner stands up and wave for attention. Meanwhile the stirring young blonde rises to her knees, behind Starfire, and rams her arm between Estrina's legs!
"RE--NGGGGHHHHHHH!!!!" Estrina mewls as her knees buckle from the shot to her kitty. The crowd jeers as Starfire jellied legs give way and she sinks to her knees. The Cali Quake holds onto Estrina's shoulders for support as she pushes herself back onto her feet. Clutching her hands into an axehandle, Kat swings her arms and clubs Estrina across the small of her neck! Starfire drops face first into the mat, seemingly having the life taken out of her.
"Alright! Alright! She's up! She's fixed it for you!" Chrissy stops acting out after realizing her pupil has gained the upper hand.
Kat flips Estrina over and hooks her leg for the....
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Estrina shoots a shoulder off the canvas, rolling to her side, one hand still buried between her thighs. Braddock ends on her haunches next to Starfire. Still in a daze from being Starstruck. A shout from Daniel partially wakes the Quake from her fog. She nods wearily, grabs Estrina by her ebony locks, and together the women rise, Starfire forced to comply.
Kat latches onto a wrist and sends Estrina racing to the far buckles. The Singaporean grappler turns into the corner, her back CRASHING in, sending a shockwave through the body of the Celestial Stunner. Kat takes a deep breath and follows at full speed. She dives in from a few feet out, making a 90-degree turn in midair and RAMMING into the Asian’s midriff with her Beach Crossbody.
Beach Crossbody ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=xNOJH6nphR8 )
Braddock slides through the ropes after the collision, drops to the floor, and checks under the apron at Chrissy’s urging. The Brat emerges with a steel chair to the consternation of the crowd. She slides back in, brandishing the hardware. But the referee’s not having it. He grabs the folding metal, the two struggling for control.
Meanwhile, the future Hall of Famer hops on to the apron and wraps an arm around Estrina’s throat from behind. Daniel throttles the gasping Starfire, Estrina writhing and flailing as she tries to break loose, prying at Chrissy’s enveloping arm. The masses try to make the official aware of Chrissy’s choke, but he’s intent on pulling the chair away from Kat and is clueless.
Finally, with the man managing to wrest it away from the little curvy combatant, Daniel relents and drops back to the arena floor, turning her back from the ring and sidling stage left.
Braddock holds up her hands as the ref moves to the ropes to send the chair out of play. But as he does, she charges and leaps into a SPLASH of the choking, redfaced Starfire. The blasted Estrina can do little when Kat hooks her arms over the top rope on either side and pulls them back in underneath. Using the makeshift handles, Kat raises a boot and THUMPS it into Estrina’s crotch, aggravating her already throbbing womanhood.
The blonde leans back, pressing her sole into Starfire’s kitty, Braddock growling as her signature Brat Attack works its wonders on the flagging Estrina.
The returning ref races back to the infraction, scolding Kat. Braddock isn’t interested and ignores the zebra until he starts his count toward disqualification. Only then does the Cali Quake release Estrina’s wrists and cheerily skip away, waving to the jeering fans.
Chrissy turns on the FAWNatics, screaming at the putzes to keep their traps shut. She then advises her protégé to get back to work.
Kat, showing off the recuperative powers of her youth, strides confidently to her #1 contending foe and bullies Estrina out of the corner. Pushing her foe deep into the ropes halfway down the length of the ring, Braddock Irish Whips Starfire on her way, Estrina hurtling toward the opposite cables. On the rebound, The Brat stands her ground mid-ring. Starfire leaps into Kat, apparently trying to knock her over with a Thesz Press. But the curvy, little fireplug keeps her balance, pivots and drops to her knees, THUMPING Starfire into the deck with a ring-rattling spinebuster that sends Estrina bouncing into the air several inches, such is the force of the impact.
Spinebuster ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=3FRQhxdOsAk )
Kat covers quickly, dropping in a lateral press across her foe, hooking Estrina’s far leg for the…
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Again, the stubborn Starfire kicks her way from the impending pinfall, the rookie showing her frustration at not being able to finish the job and claim her shot against Renquist. She gives Estrina’s gulping tummy an echoing slap as punishment for her gall.
Kat sends a sideways glance at her mentor. Daniel motions to keep going. Braddock turns and snorts at the glassy-eyed Starfire.
“You don’t know what I’m capable of, but you will.”
She reaches down to pull Estrina to her feet and continue her attack when Starfire surges, wrapping an arm around the back of The Brat and tripping Kat to the canvas, rolling up the blonde in a small package for the…
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Braddock squirms free and hustles to her feet, beating Estrina there and slowing down the Singaporean’s comeback with a European Uppercut that spins her risen foe in place in a 180. From behind, Kat latches onto a couple handfuls of Estrina’s dark mane and wrenches her backward. Braddock drops to one knee and BURIES the former champ’s spine into the plank of her upper leg, adjusting some of her foe’s vertebrae with her Braddock Breaker.
Braddock Breaker ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZeRRrU4tOBI ) @00:30
Kat lets Estrina fall to the canvas and she drops across the splayed frame of her fellow contender to Macy’s throne in a crossbody pin for the win at…
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Estrina refuses to hand over the shot to reclaim her crown, again shifting a shoulder off the canvas, if less forcefully this time. The Brat hops to her feet and stomps around the ring in a tantrum, yanking at her own dirty golden locks.
“Stay down, damn it,” she screams.
Instead, Estrina pushes wearily to hands and knees, drenched in sweat but unable to enjoy sharing it. Kat takes her from there, RIPPING Estrina to her feet by her ebony locks. She spins Starfire to face her and delivers a toe kick deep into the Asian’s tummy, doubling her over.
The blonde wraps her left arm around the back of Starfire’s neck and hooks her right behind the pit of Estrina’s left knee, ‘hupping’ the Celestial Stunner into an elevated cradle position to deliver her devastating Kat Nap.
Kat Nap ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=0imTYQSjhgk )
But before the Cali Quake can lay out and end the match, Estrina enthusiastically RAMS her near elbow into the back of Braddock’s skull. It takes several before Kat is convinced to give up her grip and lower her would-be victim to the mat.
Moving quickly, Estrina shakes the Quake with a spinning back fist that catches Braddock flush in the temple and puts Kat out on her feet, arms hanging limp at her sides, Chrissy in distress at the lightning fast change of fortunes. The Singaporean wraps an arm around the back of Kat’s neck and laces her opposite number behind the blonde’s near knee to vault The Brat up and over with a Fisherman’s Suplex, though Starfire is too drained to hold on with a bridge for the win, instead letting Kat fly and CRASH to the canvas.
Fisherman’s Suplex ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=fxvY_qO091g ) @ 00:34
After the impact, Braddock arches in pain, hand moving to her lower spinal column as the Celestial Stunner pushes to her feet. A second wind blows into view as Estrina turns toward the grounded blonde and waggles an index finger, ready to discipline The Brat and, if need be, the Killer Imp.
But who she doesn’t count on dealing with is made known when ‘God Save the Queen’ echoes through FAWN Arena and Elizabeth Cromwell, in her familiar tricolor battle gear, strides down the ramp, jawing with the crowd before reaching the ring and turning her verbal barrage toward Estrina.
ELIZABETH CROMWELL:
“Just came to see how you’re doing, luv,” Lizzie offers. “Nothin’ more. I promise.”
She holds her right hand high, so her vow must be true.
The Celestial Stunner makes known that there is no love lost between them as she stares daggers into the Liverpool native, now with a shorter pixie-cut hair.
"Like the haircut I gave you?" Estrina asks insidiously as she returns to pick up the struggling blonde.
Elizabeth offers no retort, other than flashing a sinister smile in return. Undeterred by Lizzie's presence, the gritty Starfire bullies the busty blonde into the ropes near Cromwell.
Determined to make an example out of Braddock, Starfire zeroes in on her huge knockers and delivers the loudest backhand chop that reverberate through the arena. Katrina drops to her knees, clutching her red-welted chest as she hisses in pain.
"Let that be a warning to you!" Starfire snarls as she runs her fingers under her arm and flick beads of sweat onto Cromwell at ringside.
"Eurgh! Disgusting sweat freak!" Cromwell grunts in disgust as she wipes the sweat off her face. Lizzie angrily hops onto the apron trying to snatch Estrina's hair. The ref comes in-between to stop them from coming to blows.
"Come at me again! I dare you!" Estrina growls as she drags the busty blonde back to the center of the ring, tucking her head under an arm and drives Kat's head first into the mat with a DDT, all the while maintaining eye contact with Cromwell to send a message.
DDT
The Glistening Goddess flips Kat over and hooks her leg for the...
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Kat tiredly kicks out of the near fall with a weary groan. Estrina rakes her damp hair as she rises beside the exhausted blonde. She picks up the curvy combatant and delivers a knee lift into her mid-section, followed by a second knee lift to her face, sending her to a vertical albeit wobbly stance. The Celestial Stunner finally ends the series of knees with a stiff Celestial Knee Strike to Kat's face, flooring her once more.
The Celestial Stunner straddles over the lifeless body of her opponent and looks into the crowd with a smile, waving over where her belt used to wrap around her waist and sticks "No.1" into the air. Keeping her arm raised, Starfire trails her finger down her armpit and flick the collected sweat on Kat's insensate face.
"I'm getting back my belt, like it or not." Estrina coos into Kat's ears as she drags her stirring body towards the nearest ring post, scoops her up and slams her back first into the canvas.
"Put on your sunglasses! There's a Solar Flare coming!" Estrina points her jaunty finger into the crowd and the legions of Stargazers put on their sunglasses as instructed. Starfire steps through the ropes and ascends to the top rope, measuring Kat up as she unsteadily rises to her feet.
"I'm getting my belt back! Macy!" Estrina declares as she cartwheels into the air and flattens the busty blonde with a perfect Solar Flare! Kat shudders upon impact. Estrina rolls, back against her body, hooking her for the...
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With Chrissy’s head in her hands in disappointment on one side of the ring and Elizabeth turning away with a surly look of disappointment on the other, neither see KAT BRADDOCK KICK OUT OF THE FLARE!
Estrina, pushed up to her haunches from the escape, looks down at the curvy blonde with disbelief. She catches herself glancing toward Cromwell who, now aware, chuckles as she shrugs back.
“Not me,” Lizzie says, throwing up her hands in rightful innocence this time. “Bitch is tougher than she looks.”
Starfire turns to the official who holds two fingers aloft. She rises and confronts the man.
“Are you sure?”
He nods and Estrina rubs a hand across her face. Who the hell kicks out of a Solar Flare?
Easy. Someone who wants another.
Estrina returns her attention to Braddock, Kat having made it to her knees. She sticks her right palm deep into her soaking arm pit, draws it out, and pie-faces the blonde.
“You deserve something extra for making me Flare you twice!”
“And you,” the disgusted Brat mumbles while shaking her head, trying to rid herself of Estrina’s humiliation, “need to understand Kat freakin’ Braddock don’t take shit from anybody.”
The blonde knocks Estrina’s palm away with a swipe of her left hand and PLOWS a right forearm uppercut into Starfire’s crotch. Estrina rises to tiptoes, mouth agape, amazed for an entirely different reason, namely the amount of pain throbbing from her kitty and how her body seems frozen from the agony.
Still, Kat’s not able to do more than settle back to her haunches after the vile impact, shaking out an attic full of cobwebs. The ref threatens Braddock with disqualification, which she seems to understand, nodding with a bobbling braincase. The Brat doesn’t protest as she doesn’t have the energy, but across the way, her fellow California Quake Chrissy Daniel hops to the apron and gives the ref more than an earful, grabbing the top rope and shaking it, in a fury about how he’s ‘favored’ Estrina from the start.
The man strides to the future Hall of Famer, confronting Chrissy and demanding she drop to the floor. As he does, a dazed Brat and a mewling, knock-kneed Estrina seem unaware of Cromwell closing with the apron. The crowd is very aware. They go from curious buzzing to loud concern when the bobbed Lizzie emerges with a trash can lid. The Brit slides it into the ring to the recovering Braddock who, after being startled for a moment, grabs it.
Perhaps inspired by possession of the weapon, Kat turns from Starfire and wobbles to her feet. Still hampered by the Flare, Braddock nonetheless raises the metal and spins into a crowning shot to Estrina’s skull, the CLANG echoing through the arena and sending the Celestial Stunner rocketing to the canvas, semiconscious at best.
Kat tosses the weapon outside, ignoring the beaming Cromwell, the redhead enjoying the sight of the motionless Starfire, not needing thanks for her assistance. Glancing over the official’s shoulder, Chrissy drops to the floor, raising her hands.
“It’s all good, mister referee,” she apologizes. “My bad.”
Thankful for finally winning an argument, the official turns to find Kat hauling a limp Estrina to her feet. The curvy blonde pulls the pliant Singaporean into a front facelock, throwing a flaccid arm of the former champion over her shoulders. Grabbing some spandex at Starfire’s hip, she ‘hups’ Estrina into a cradled, tucked position tight to her chest. The FAWNatics plead for an escape, but there is none as Kat lays out and SPIKES Estrina’s cranium into the canvas with her Kat Nap.
Kat Nap (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1nNeUWdGDSo )
The sweat-drenched Estrina flops to her back, insensate, spreading into a lifeless spreadeagle. The Cali Quake spins and mounts her in a schoolgirl press, knees atop biceps, Estrina’s chin snug to Kat’s crotch. The blonde raises her hands high to the jeers of the sellout crowd and lifts fingers to the slaps of the met.
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There isn’t so much as a flinch from Starfire, the Singaporean out cold. Chrissy slides into the ring and races to her protégé while the ring announcer makes the result official.
“Your winner and NEW number one contender for the lightweight title…KAT BRADDOCK!”
Daniel grabs a wrist of her student and yanks Braddock to her feet, surrounding her in a hug. She shows off her girl to the booing masses before guiding the blonde back to her victim. Daniel hauls Estrina’s deadweight to vertical leaning her against the ropes for support. She motions Kat in, and a jovial Braddock obliges, raising an arm and STUFFING her pit into Estrina’s face, grinding it for several seconds, Starfire spitting back to semi-awareness.
With Kat’s ‘rub’ complete, The Quakes take a step backward and lurch forward, double clotheslining Estrina into a backflip up and over the ropes, Starfire crashing to a heap at the feet of a beaming Lizzie.
While Kat and Chrissy continue their celebration, the auburn-bobbed Cromwell retrieves her lid and, as a struggling Starfire reaches hands and knees, brings it THWACKING down across the spine of the former champion. Estrina remains on all fours, her back arching in pain, so the Liverpudlian delivers a second, third, fourth and fifth time, flattening Estrina to the thinly padded cement of the arena floor.
Lizzie pushes her nemesis to her back with a shove from her boot and drives the edge of the battered lid into the open midriff of her rival. A bug-eyed Estrina folds in a ‘V’ around the impact and the raging Boarding School Princess proceeds to CLANK the lid off the forehead of Starfire, opening Estrina up, blood seeping from a gash at her hairline.
Cromwell draws her fingers across blood on the lid and flicks it at Estrina, payback for Starfire’ sweat, then places the lid atop the face of the semiconscious Singaporean. Cromwell leaps into the air and THUMPS both boots atop the metal, knocking Estrina into next week. Thankfully for the squeamish in the crowd, the bobbed Brit leaves the lid in place, covering the carnage.
Adrenaline flowing freely, Lizzie turns to the crowd pumping her right arm to their audible hate. From the ring, Chrissy and Kat watch with constrained glee. They lean against the nearest set of ropes for the best view but aren’t about to get in the Brit’s way lest they get caught in the crossfire.
Instead, they wait for Elizabeth to finish her celebration of Starfire’s demise. Cromwell points at the wreckage as she heads for the exit, giggling and skipping with joy. When Lizzie’s at a safe distance, the Quakes slide out of the ring and leave what’s left of Estrina for the custodians to clean up, safe in the knowledge Kat would be in possession of the lightweight title this time next month.