Post by hawkeye on Apr 22, 2024 23:16:58 GMT
The Spring Breakers grew all the louder when the Announcer returned to the spotlight. “Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall with a twenty minute time limit. Introducing first, hailing from San Juan Romero in Coahuila, Mexico, she stands at five feet two inches tall and weighs in tonight at one hundred and thirteen pounds. Please welcome SYLVIA IVELISSE CASTILLO!”
RED RIGHT HAND:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=5QZlUpgTRtg
A soft, somber combination of piano and drums rose to the rafters and was soon joined by a round of emphatic jeers, the amount of which seemed to grow larger and louder as the second-generation superstar continued her North American expansion. The aforementioned noise only grew louder when the woman in question strode through the curtain in time with the first verse of Nell Smith & the Flaming Lips' cover of 'Red Right Hand'.
SYLVIA IVELISSE CASTILLO:
Castillo paused at the top of the ramp, her dark eyes flicking this way and that to catalog all the pertinent details of her surroundings. This assessment only took a few moments, then her attention returned to the squared circle and she started down the ramp without a word or even a sneer for the capacity crowd.
A word to those yet blissfully unaware of the insidious ingenue: All of twenty years old, she'd arrived in England two years ago well trained in the more grounded, submission based aspects of Lucha Libre. Complete immersion in British Strong Style followed, with Castillo favoring the discipline's heavy striking element as well as its meticulous focus on targeting a specific limb or body-part. The time spent there did not see her capture any singles gold, however she'd quickly made a name for herself as one to watch and an extremely gifted technician. These qualities had endeared her to certain wrestling nerds, but not the casual fans, especially not after she'd laid a vicious mauling on none other than 'Sensational' Shea London shortly before Bethany Christian announced her FAWN signing. Victories over Fields, Hughes, and Davis soon followed. Tonight she meant to add a second former Lightweight Champion to her tally.
If joining the premiere women's wrestling promotion in North America concerned Castillo in the slightest it certainly didn't show during her walk to the squared circle. The lithe little brunette was strictly business as she slid under the bottom rope and pushed to one knee. On her feet immediately thereafter, she strode to the nearest corner and mounted the second turnbuckle to a round of boos that grew all the louder when she raised a taunting index finger to her ear.
For tonight's encounter with the Princess of Perspiration SIC wore a classic fightin' one-piece in Prussian blue with white accents and an additional cutout across her lower back and flanks that gave the impression of a two-piece from certain angles. Her pads and wrist tape were matte black and her boots were also black, though they were polished to a gleaming shine. Patently dismissive of the noise produced by the Orlando faithful, Castillo brushed them off with the flick of a wrist, then hopped down and settled into the buckles. Referee Craig Long came over to check her pads and boots and while she made no efforts to hamper All Night's efforts, she never gave him the time of day. The brunette's gaze was fixed on the stage, Syl quietly awaiting tonight's obnoxiously damp opposition.
Moments later the arena was plunged into darkness, anticipation hanging thick in the air, before a burst of blinding spotlights shattered the obscurity. In their glow emerged the unmistakable silhouette of Estrina Starfire, a figure exuding unwavering confidence. A deafening roar erupted from the crowd as the first notes of her entrance theme reverberated throughout the arena, setting the stage for her grand arrival.
ESTRINA STARFIRE:
With each step down the ramp, Starfire commanded attention, her cape billowing behind her like a regal mantle. She moved with purpose, acknowledging the outstretched hands of fans adorned in her latest merchandise
"And introducing her opponent, hailing from Singapore, she stands at five feet four inches tall and weighs in tonight at one hundred and twenty-two pounds. SHE IS...THE CELESTIAL STUNNER....ESTRINA STARFIRE!"
Entering the ring with grace, Estrina shed her cape with a flourish. As she turned to face the crowd, a mischievous glint sparkled in her eyes, Estrina playfully ran her fingers down the curve of her armpit, teasing the crowd with a mischievous smile. The audience erupted into a cheers and playful jeers, fully embracing the unique charm that only Estrina could deliver.
“Ridiculous.”Sylvia muttered under her breath as she watched Estrina's confident display.
With a confident stride, the former Lightweight Champion approached Sylvia and reached out, cupping the rookie's chin with a mixture of mockery and confidence. However, Sylvia reacted swiftly, swatting her hand away with disdain. Undeterred, Estrina closed the distance, bringing the foes nose-to-nose in a heated confrontation. Craig rushed in, swiftly separating the two before tensions escalated further, ensuring the match would start without any premature altercations.
With a smirk playing on her lips, Estrina responded with a belittling comment, her tone dripping with sarcasm as she threatened to teach the rookie a lesson in sweat and perseverance. "Oh, don't worry, darling," she taunted, her voice laced with amusement, "I'll make sure you get a firsthand experience of what it means to step into the ring with someone who knows how to work up a sweat."
As Long ushered Estrina back into her corner, the Celestial Stunner proceeded with her pre-match warm-up routine. With focused determination, she stretched her muscles, preparing herself mentally and physically for the upcoming battle.
The bell sounded and Estrina was out of her corner in the flash, the Celestial Stunner clearly ready to show the upstart that her knee was better than ever and not just 'medically cleared'. Sylvia noted the other brunette's rapid approach but did not match it, Castillo instead choosing to flit away from the buckles and head out along the ropes. She'd made it about halfway to the next corner when Starfire shot in looking for a Collar and Elb—Sylvia dipped her upper body between the top and middle ropes and demanded, “Back off, Starfire. I'm in the ropes.”
The crowd booed this clear reluctance and they only got louder when Craig stepped in to enforce the rules. “She's right, Estrina.” he said. “Give her some space.”
Estrina rolled her eyes, put her hands on her hips and made a show of giant stepping back to the middle of the ring. “Feeling safe enough now, little girl?”
Castillo withdrew from the ropes, though she made no effort to join her adversary. “I'll feel safer once the official has checked your knee-pads again. The right one in particular.”
Both Long and Starfire frowned, with the former speaking first. “I already checked her pads, Sylvia. They were clear of foreign objects.”
SIC sighed like the zebra was an utter dolt. “There's nothing that glandular anomaly could sneak into this ring that'd save her from me, sir. No, I'm far more concerned about whether it has the proper amount of padding. Frankly I don't want to bother breaking a sweat if that woman's gimpy leg is going to give way the instant we lock—”
Starfire darted around Craig and went to lock-up with Castillo only to snarl in disgust when the smaller brunette dipped through the ropes a second time! “Check your aggression, ma'am.” SIC snapped at her opponent. “Such quick movement can't be good for a fragile joiERRGGHH!”
Estrina clubbed her opponent across the chest with a quick Forearm Smash, then put one hand against Castillo's chin and pushed her head back as far as it could go! The roughhousing got plenty of cheers from the FAWNatics, but it wasn't nearly so well received by Sylvia, who had to maintain a death-grip on the top rope to keep the former Lightweight Champion from shoving her all the way to the floor. In this she was ultimately successful because she was still in the strands, meaning Long was obliged to enforce the break after several more seconds of pushing and prodding.
“All right Estrina, gimme a clean break and lets move this to the center of the ring, ok?”
Starfire flattened one hand into a paddle and SMACKED Castillo's chest before she released her grip. “Can't have a match if she won't stop hiding in the ropes!” Estrina barked. “Tell her to stop being a coward and fight!”
“Sylvia was just about to get out of the ropes, weren't you Sylvia?” Craig was still between his charges, the ref doing everything in his power to create enough separation to allow something other than a straight catfight sort of start.
“Well I suppose if she's so confident in her own abilities...” Castillo eased back into the ring just as Craig guided Estrina toward the middle. Realizing the opportunity at once, Sylvia darted forward and clapped Starfire's cheek with a Bitch Slap that was light on force but heavy on the disdain!
Estrina snarled in disgust, slipped free of the ref's grasp and shot beneath one arm to get at the other brune— “NGGGHHH!” SIC had predicted her opponent's route and pivoted on her left heel to THUNK a Kneelift into the side of Estrina's skull! Starfire reeled backward and straightened up in an effort to keep from falling on her butt. The tactic proved successful in that regard, unfortunately it meant she was rather exposed and Castillo took full advantage by tapping a nasty little Toe Kick into the point of her foe's right knee! Estrina yelped, went down on one knee and pushed back up just in time for Sylvia to shoot in and snatch her right ankle!
Yanking the Celestial Stunner's leg off the mat, she gave the captured limb a rough yank and—Estrina leapt off her plant foot to lash out with an Enzugiri aimed at her opponent's temp—NO! SIC twisted beneath the blow while maintaining her grip on Estrina's ankle. The result was a modified Dragon Screw that saw both wrestlers landing flat on their stomachs with Starfire's right knee taking the brunt of the impact thanks to a little extra 'ooommph!' from the submission specialist.
Estrina bounced to all fours in the aftermath and would've regained her feet if Castillo hadn't doggedly maintained possession of her right foot. Standing up behind her adversary, SIC trapped Starfire's ankle in the crook of one elbow, then grabbed the outside edge of her boot and twissssssssssssssssted like she was trying to remove the lid from a particularly stubborn jar!
DRAGON SCREW & ANKLE LOCK:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=h6Uc_p7FaBQ
“High fliers are disgustingly predictable.” Sylvia muttered as she tried to remove Estrina's foot from the rest of her leg. “Why bother to learn anything like strategy or technique when you can just throw yourself at the problem?” She paused, cranked Starfire's leg a little harder and smiled when the other brunette yelped. “That reminds me, would you rather I shred your ankle or your knee?”
“You're not gonna shred anything.” Estrina was up on her hands and awkwardly walk-crawling toward the ropes as quickly as Castillo's grip would allow. “All you're gonna do is play crash pad for the half a dozen Solar Flares I'm gonna drop on you during the course of this matrrrrggghhhhhhhhh!”
Sylvia tugged her opponent's captured leg up and back at an angle that made it much easier for her to spike a few quick kicks into the Singapore native's thigh and knee! “You are a delusional little sweat hog, aren't you?” SIC snorted. “The only thing you're getting to the top of tonight is the Injured Reserve li--”
Starfire scrambled the rest of the way to the ropes and hooked her arm around the second strand! “Break the hold!” she ordered. “I'm in the ropNNNNGGGGHHH!” Halving her grip on the Ankle Lock so she could yank Estrina's right knee-pad down over the top of her boot, Castillo doubled down on the vulnerable joint, then shot up on tiptoe and dropped to her knees to drive Estrina's bare knee into the deck with a heavy THWHUNK!
Eager to continue her vivisection in the wake of the Stump Puller, Sylvia went back to the Ankle Lock and straightened up, the blue-clad battler backpedaling to the center to drag Starfire away from the ro—Estrina twisted over onto her back, a move that freed her from the Ankle Lock but kept her foot firmly in the other wrestler's grasp. Drawing both knees up as close to her chest as she could, the Celestial Stunner braced both feet against SIC's sternum and shoved off with a huge Mule Kick that sent the smaller brunette flyNO!
Sensing the power Starfire was putting behind the strike, Sylvia quickly stuffed Estrina's right shin beneath her right arm and dropped to her back as the former Lightweight Champ lashed out, Castillo threading her legs around Starfire's mid-descent so she could craaaaaaaaaaaaaank[/b] back on a Kneebar as soon as she'd hit the canvas!
“Rrrrggghhhhhhhhh!” Estrina pounded an angry fist against the mat, then struggled to a seat so she could throw hard little Hammer Punches into Sylvia's knee and thigh! “You think you're going to take anything from me without paying a high price?” Starfire grunted as her efforts earned a growl from the other brunette. “No way, honey. You take my knee, I take yourSSHRRRRHHHHH!”
Sylvia clamped her thighs tight against Estrina's knee and pulled back until the other wrestler hissed in anguish. “I would LOVE to see you try.” the second generation star sneered. “Unfortunately for me, most every Lightweight in this promotion ties their whole sense of professional worth to how many useless rotations they can tack onto whatever floor routine they've decided to call 'offense'. The truth is, I know why you love the air so much, Starfire. It's because you know you'll have to crawl the instant your feet touch the gr—”
Estrina couldn't simply power out of the hold, so she sat up and threw her free leg over the trapped one so she could turn onto her stomach. From there she fought to all fours (or rather three of four) and began dragging their combined weight toward the edge of the ring. Sylvia didn't try to stop her, she just made every inch of Starfire's efforts as painful as possible by compressing, jostling, wrenching and otherwise abusing Estrina's knee. The trip was painful and longer than the Asian Sensation would've liked, but eventually she hooked her arm over the bottom rope and locked her hands to ensure Castillo couldn't deny her another break.
“Break. The. Hold.” she ordered.
Craig Long moved in alongside his charges to echo this demand, so rather than argue Sylvia sat up and made a point of SLAPPING Starfire's backside before she disengaged entirely. Rolling to a seat as soon as she was free of the other brunette's hooks, Starfire pulled her aching knee in close and started to massage it with both hands. “You doing ok, Estrina?” Craig asked as she pulled the distended knee-pad back into place.
“I'm fine, Craig.” she answered quickly. “I just need to—”
“Bullshit.” SIC interrupted. “You're not fine, if even the idiot official can see it. “You rushed back to action even though the Lost Daughters pained a fuckin' bulls-eye on your knee. Did you really think I wouldn't pick it apart at every opportunity? Or did you actually think you could stop me from doing so? Either way, I'm insulted. And I don't deal with insults very well.”
Grimacing in irritation more than pain (though pain was certainly present) Estrina got to her feet and asked, “How about ass beatings?” she asked. “How do you handle those?”
“You'll never kn—” Sylvia trailed off in obvious disgust when Starfire trailed a hand beneath her left armpit and 'flicked' a mist of sweat toward the submission specialist.
“What's wrong, Sylvia?” Estrina taunted. “Can't take the heat?”
SIC snorted, took a step back and swept a line on the canvas with the toe of one boot. “I can take whatever you've got, you nasty little peg-legged clown.”
The Asian Sensation hopped for a bit, ensuring her knee was fine, before returning to a grappler's stance. She signaled for SIC to do the same, ready to engage once again in the match. Both women lunged forward and entwined in a Collar-and-Elbow Lock-Up. Utilizing her slight weight advantage, Estrina successfully pushed Sylvia back into the ropes. The two grappled, attempting to gain the upper hand by pushing against her opponent's chin. The referee intervened, demanding that they break the hold with a count of...
"ONE! TWO! THREE...."
Estrina and Sylvia slowly lifted their arms off each other, maintaining cautious eye contact. As their arms disengaged, Starfire took a step back, creating some distance and signaling for Castillo to return to the center of the ring. As they gradually approached each other, Sylvia tried to surprise Estrina with a kick to the right knee but Estrina quickly countered with a leg check to prevent the attack. She then seized the opportunity, pulling Sylvia's head down and delivering a forearm followed by a knee to the gut, causing Sylvia to double over in pain.
"Nice try, bitch!" Estrina snarled as she trapped SIC in a Front Facelock, lifting the younger challenger into the air and holding her suspended for a couple of seconds. With swift brutality, she then THWHAMMED Sylvia belly-first onto the canvas!
SIC rose to one knee, clutching her stomach in pain as Starfire leapt into the air, driving her back-first into the canvas with a Dropkick to the chest. Estrina wasted no time and pressed across Sylvia for the cover...
ONE!
TWO!
NO!
Sylvia kicked out at 'TWO!' with apparent ease, displaying her resilience to Starfire's offense. "UP!" Estrina demanded, showing no mercy as she pulled Castillo back to her feet, determined to press on with her unrelenting offense. With a firm grasp on Sylvia's wrist, Starfire whipped her into the corner turnbuckle. The Celestial Stunner measured Castillo, readying herself for a Meteora. But NO! The younger challenger spun out of the way just in time! However, quick on her feet, the Singapore native managed to plant herself on the second ropes and springboard backward, stretching herself to splash into Sylvia with a Crossbody!
SPRINGBOARD CROSSBODY
www.youtube.com/watch?v=CvuwCSayQlM
Estrina pulled Sylvia's legs up and covered for the...
ONE!
TWO!
Sylvia rolled through, switching positions with Estrina and covered her for the...
ONE!
TWO!
Estrina powered out just as the referee's hand was about to hit the canvas for the count of 'THREE!' Both wrestlers swiftly regained their footing. Reacting with agility, Estrina caught Sylvia off guard, delivering a swift spin kick to the midsection. With Sylvia hunched over, Estrina smoothly transitioned, twisting her opponent's head around and executing a flawless Swinging Neckbreaker!
SWINGING NECKBREAKER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=7i1a3v5XN7w
As Sylvia clutched her throbbing neck and stumbled towards the ropes, Estrina capitalized on the opportunity. With lightning speed she unleashed a devastating Clothesline that propelled Sylvia over the top rope and out of the ring in a spectacular display of force!
The Perspiring Powerhouse revved up the crowd as she playfully ran her fingers down her left armpit and flicked onto the ground. Acknowledging her glistening condition, Estrina raised an eyebrow and quipped, "Well, folks, it's not a wrestling match until you've had a good sweat, right?"
Estrina sprinted toward the far end of the ring, building up momentum before launching herself through the ropes, colliding with Castillo and ramming her back-first into the barricade! Estrina raised her arms high, urging the crowd to cheer as she soaked in the momentum of the match.
"Ready to feel the burn, rookie?" Estrina teased as she lifted Sylvia onto her feet.
"Do your worst, sweat hog." Sylvia retorted defiantly.
The Celestial Stunner raised her right arm and shoved the rookie's face into her perspiring underarm, unleashing a muffled protest from Sylvia! The crowd erupted into cheers as Estrina reveled in her unconventional form of dominance.
"My sweat will be the least of your worries!" Estrina remarked playfully as she introduced the rookie to the underarm assault. Sylvia, repulsed and desperate to escape, forcefully pushed Estrina away, stumbling away and retching from the unpleasant encounter.
"Leaving so soon?" Estrina grabbed Sylvia by her waistband and tossed her back into the ring, determined to continue the battle where it rightly belonged.
The Celestial Stunner climbed onto the apron and ascended to the top turnbuckle, poised and patient as she awaited Sylvia's return to her feet. Observing Starfire perched on the top turnbuckle, Sylvia craftily thrust the referee into the ropes, resulting in Estrina teetering precariously before she crashed crotch-first into the unforgiving turnbuckle!
Craig didn't much appreciate the shove and told Sylvia as much but the brunette feigned ignorance, which was to say she completely ignored him while quickly swiping down her face and adjusting her distended bottoms. Eyes locked on her precariously seated opposition, Castillo tromped over to the corner, grabbed a handful of hair and delivered an open-handed slap that CRACKED off the former Lightweight Champion's cheek!
Starfire reared back and tried to shove the ingenue away, alas SIC swatted her protecting hands aside and skewered the other brunette's tummy with a trio of quick right hands! “You're disgusting.” Sylvia sniped as she used a double handful of hair to drag Estrina down into a Front Facelock. “That you're Singapore's only representation in a company as prestigious as FAWN must be nothing short of a national embarrassmngh! NGH! NGH!”
The Celestial Stunner might've been vulnerable but she was far from helpless, as illustrated when she balled her right hand into a fist and started pounding away at the other brunette's left flank! Castillo grimaced, then hop-stamped in place a couple of times before crooking her free arm into a 'V' so she could pound heavy Overhand Forearm Smashes across her foe's shoulders and upper back. This bludgeoning assault soon overwhelmed Estrina's resistance, thus allowing Sylvia to grab a handful of waistband and backpedal until Starfire was stretched out above the canvas like a bridge supported by her foe at one end and her ankles at the other. The FAWNatics murmured in concerned anticipation, a reaction that proved justified when SIC laid out on her back and THWHUNKED Estrina's forehead into the deck with a huge DDT!
CORNER HUNG DDT:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wh2ws4BiUMM
Starfire landed stretched out flat on her face in perfect position to be covered if Castillo only rolled her onto her back. And yet the newcomer made no such move, rather she helped herself to a double handful of hair and hauled Estrina upright. Stuffing the woozy high-flier back into the buckles, Sylvia clubbed Estrina's chest twice, then followed with a Broadside Kneelift across the tummy for good measure. Wedging a forearm under Starfire's jaw when the other brunette started to slump forward, Castillo murmured, “I think it's time you learned how much more these corners can do when you're not limited to simply climbing them.”
“Shuuu...sure.” Estrina huffed. “I can also jump off of HHRRRGGHHH!”
Sylvia punched her in the gut, then hunkered down and wrapped her arms around Starfire's right thigh. This she quickly draped over the middle strand, Castillo making sure the pit of her foe's knee was snug against the rubber-coated steel. With that ankle gripped in both hands, Sylvia braced her right foot against the side of the tender joint and pushed forward while simultaneously pulling back as hard as she could!
“AAAAAAAHHHHHH GAAAAAAAAAAAHH!” Starfire jolted to life as Castillo tried to undo several weeks of recovery. The Singaporean Stunner pawed and scrabbled at Syl's boot in hopes of pulling it away, but the Vicious Vivisectionist just ground her heel and jostled that captured ankle to dissuade her rival's efforts. “ROPES!” Estrina shouted when her first escape effort failed. “BREAK THE HOLD, BITCH! I'M IN THE ROPERRRGGHHH!”
SIC did as bade, though she immediately straightened up and delivered a swift kick to the underside of the middle rope, thus sending another awful jolt through her opponent's leg!
“Oh dear, you seem to be rather tangled in the ropes.” Castillo deadpanned as she bodied Starfire around ninety degrees so her left shoulder was pressed to the top turnbuckle and her right ankle was caught awkwardly over the middle rope. “Let's see if I can't get you out of there.”
Assistance from a sadist was the last thing Starfire wanted, not that Sylvia gave her any choice in the matter. Grabbing the top rope in both hands, she climbed onto the bottom strand and hopped off, the second-generation star getting just enough height to THWHUMP a Stomp into the pit of Estrina's knee!
Starfire crumpled to the deck in an agonized heap but didn't get to stay there long as Sylvia took possession of her right ankle and swiftly dragged her out to the middle of the mat. Holding the hurtin' limb away from her foe's torso, SIC delivered a few quick kicks to Estrina's thigh, then stepped over and spun around to catch the Asian Sensation's lower leg between her thighs. The capacity crowd groaned at the thought of a Figure Four, but Sylvia didn't grab Starfire's other foot and drop to the mat to secure that particular knot. Instead she stepped over and around a second time. And then a third, fourth, and fifth, the methodical brunette pausing during every rotation to strain Estrina's knee with her own sinewy stems.
SPINNING TOE HOLD:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=i0v_rxKPS3w
“You can ask her whenever you're ready.” she told Craig Long after ten or so seconds. “She'll tire of this long before I do.”
Estrina disregarded Sylvia's demands and retaliated with a swift kick using her free leg. However, her defiance quickly turned to agony as Sylvia ruthlessly seized the opportunity to gain the upper hand. With a vicious move, Sylvia trapped Estrina's knee joint between her legs and forcefully dropped onto the canvas, inflicting excruciating pain on Estrina's knee. A sharp cry escaped Estrina's lips as she clutched her injured knee, curling up in agony on the mat. Despite the searing pain, Sylvia took a moment to revel in the hostility of the crowd, who showered her with boos.
Struggling to rise, Estrina grasped the ropes for support, but Sylvia pressed her forearm against Estrina's throat, pinning her against the ropes. With a relentless onslaught, Sylvia delivered a series of clenched fists to Starfire's abdomen, each blow driving the air from her lungs. Sensing her opponent's vulnerability, Sylvia targeted Estrina's exposed navel, digging her middle finger into the sensitive area with malicious intent, eliciting cries of pain from the Celestial Stunner. "AHHHH!!! LET GO!"
"Come on, Sylvia, that's enough!" The referee's voice rang out with urgency as he initiated the count. "ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR..." Sylvia, realizing the peril of a disqualification, raised her arms in capitulation, backing away from Estrina with caution. Meanwhile, Starfire, clutching her aching midsection, struggled to regain her composure, using the ropes for support as she assessed the damage inflicted by her opponent.
Sylvia quickly seized Estrina by her locks, pulling her head under her arm in an attempt to lift Starfire into the air. However, Estrina countered swiftly, hooking her leg around Sylvia's in a desperate bid to maintain her ground. The two wrestlers grappled fiercely, each refusing to yield. Starfire retaliated with a flurry of shots to Sylvia's midsection, weakening her hold, before hoisting her up into the air with impressive strength. With a mighty effort, she slammed Sylvia down onto the canvas with a thunderous Vertical Suplex, shaking the ring with the impact.
The Glistening Goddess skipped the cover attempt and instead opted to pull the newcomer back to her feet. Showing no signs of mercy, she whipped Sylvia across the ring and sent her crashing into the corner turnbuckle. With Sylvia trapped, Starfire measured her up, dark eyes burning with determination. With a burst of speed, she charged toward Sylvia, driving both knees into her chest with the full force of a Meteora!
METEORA
www.youtube.com/watch?v=7aBVNWMDREw
Breathless and disoriented, Sylvia stumbled out of the corner and fell right into Estrina's waiting arms. Sensing an opportunity, Estrina attempted to execute the Michinoku Driver, but before she could complete the move, SIC slipped behind her and swiftly wrapped her arms around Estrina's waist. With a sudden burst of strength, Sylvia slammed Estrina backwards, catching her off guard and sending both wrestlers crashing to the canvas in a rapid, fluid motion!
SNAP GERMAN SUPLEX
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q_Lw3rPMi9E
Estrina unfurled herself from the German Suplex and sprung back to her feet with impressive agility. The Celestial Stunner wasted no time, unleashing a primal roar of determination as Sylvia began to sit up. With lightning speed, Estrina closed the distance and delivered a THUNDEROUS knee to the back of Sylvia's head, the impact echoing throughout the arena as Sylvia crumpled to the canvas!
KNEE STRIKE
www.youtube.com/watch?v=zGq8_PVk1ww
Estrina rolled Sylvia onto her back and covered for the...
ONE!
TWO!
THRNOOOO!!!
Sylvia kicked out just before the referee's hand could strike the mat for the final count. However, her defiance seemed to be more a product of instinct rather than conscious effort, as her eyes betrayed a glassy, distant look, indicative of the toll the knee had taken on her.
Estrina paused briefly to adjust her attire and catch her breath, taking a momentary respite before 'helping' the up-and-coming rookie back to her feet. With a smirk playing on her lips, Estrina leaned in close to the rookie, her eyes gleaming with confidence. "You swear to destroy high fliers, huh? Well, sweetheart, you picked the wrong celestial body to mess with." she taunted, her words laced with a mixture of amusement and determination.
The Celestial Stunner brought Castillo back to the center of the ring with authority, and slammed her opponent into the unforgiving canvas, the impact echoing throughout the arena. Drawing upon her agility, Estrina backed into the ropes, building momentum before propelling herself toward Castillo. Leaping into the air, she executed a graceful Splash across SIC's body, the force of the impact reverberating through the ring. Starfire swiftly rose to her feet with a steely gaze, she once again retreated to the ropes, harnessing her energy for another breathtaking maneuver. With flawless execution, she soared through the air, performing a back-flip before crashing down onto Sylvia with a Shooting Star Press, leaving the audience in awe of her athleticism and skill. Starfire kept her body tightly pressed against Sylvia's as the referee counted.
RUNNING SSP
www.youtube.com/shorts/_hzln4kPI6k
ONE!
TWO!
With Sylvia's head still secured in her grip, the Celestial Stunner lifted it slightly to prevent the full weight of the fall. Displaying her resolve to teach the rookie a lesson, Starfire leaned in, the sheen of sweat on her brow catching the light as she locked eyes with Sylvia.
"You think you're tough, huh? Beating former champs doesn't mean squat when you're in the ring with someone like me. Feel that?" She wiped a bead of sweat from her forehead, flicking it towards Sylvia. "It's going to be a sweaty, painful experience you won't soon forget."
The sweaty wrestler maneuvered behind Sylvia, guiding her into a seated position before wrapping her right arm around Sylvia's head, ensuring her armpit sealed her mouth and nose firmly. With a firm grasp, she coiled her legs around Sylvia's body, applying additional pressure. It's locked in! The Pit of Starfire!
PIT OF STARFIRE
www.youtube.com/watch?v=kaqGxIUyjxg
The stifling heat and humidity emanating from the wrestler's drenched body intensified, enveloping Sylvia in an oppressive atmosphere of sweat and exertion. The crowd watched in tense anticipation, their cheers drowned out by the sound of Sylvia's muffled protests, as she found herself trapped in a nightmare of sweat and submission.
Summoning every ounce of strength she could muster, Sylvia's instincts honed in the crucible of combat. With a surge of determination, she targeted Starfire's weakened right knee, exploiting the vulnerability she had created. The rookie peeled down Estrina's knee-pad and desperately hit and squeezed the bad joint, leveraging it to break free from the suffocating hold of Starfire's armpit.
As Starfire winced in pain, her grip faltering momentarily, Sylvia seized the opening, wriggling free from her opponent's grasp. Gasping for precious air, she staggered away from the drenched wrestler, her chest heaving with exertion and relief.
More than a little displeased by the painful escape-hatch Castillo gouged to sneak out of the Pits, Estrina sat up and rubbed the tender joint for a few seconds before pulling the pad back into place. As for her opposition, she'd made it to the ropes on the far side of the squared circle and had her arm thrown over the second strand like a lifeline. Allowing herself a deep breath only after she'd scrubbed away the worst of Estrina's damnable stink, the blue-clad battler clambered to verticality and turned around—THWHUNK!
Starfire rushed in, hopped onto the middle rope with her left foot and jammed her right knee between the other brunette's eyes! The resultant jolt of pain brought a grimace to the Celestial Stunner's features, but it didn't stop her from saluting the crowd before she hopped down and grabbed hold of Castillo's wrist. Pressing in close enough to really grind the ball of her shoulder into the other wrestler's sternum, Starfire warned, “Hope you enjoyed that brief taste of freedom, baby. You won't escape a second time!”
Sylvia muttered a curse and tried to stuff a hand in Estrina's face, a nominal show of defiance that got her nothing more than a stern Irish Whip to the far side of the ri—NO!
SIC dug her heels in before Starfire could send her off by her lonesome and a hard yank sent the Asian Sensation to the strands in her place! Never disappointed by another chance to fly, the former Lightweight Champion put on a burst of speed and took to the skies from several steps out. The landing that followed was perfect albeit destined to be brief as she dipped into a deep crouch and—Sylvia sprinted in from behind and kicked the middle rope like a woman carrying a grudge! The rubber-coated steel zipped out from under Estrina's feet and she went down hard, the back of her head striking the canvas with an audible THUD!
Holding the top rope in both hands, Castillo snorted in derision before she placed the heel of her right boot against the Singaporean's throat and pressed down hard enough to make Estrina wriggle like a bug on a pin. “You seriously overestimate your ability to make an impression. When all of this is over the only thing I'll remember about our contest is how you needed to towel off before the match even be--”
“Enough choking, Sylvia!” Craig barked when the brunette showed no sign of stopping on her own. “Get her out of the ropes!”
“Why would I ever do that?” SIC sniped before she dipped through the strands and dropped to the floor. “Haven't you been paying attention? This one has no idea how to fight if she can't climb or jump off something!”
No response from the zebra or Starfire so Sylvia wrapped her arms around the other brunette's lower legs and dragged her along the canvas until they were quite a bit closer to the nearest corner. From there she rolled Estrina onto her stomach and cranked those captured legs to the right only to swing them left as hard as she could, the abrupt shift in position more than enough to whip Estrina around in a circle that ended with her head BWUNKING against the steel ring-post!
CLEVER MEANNESS:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=FvHCwKLKGQ0
Starfire shuddered and rolled away from the impact only to grind to a halt when Castillo rushed after her and slapped on a Side Headlock. With Starfire once again stretched out on her stomach, SIC made a point to scrub the prone brunette's chin against the edge of the apron for a few seconds. From there she moved directly in front of her foe and carefully threaded her arms over the bottom rope. “Why do you look so sad, bitch?” Sylvia peppered her foe's cheeks with light slaps designed more to humiliate than hurt. “Did you finally figure out the wrestling ring isn't a bounce house?”
“Screw you!” Starfire groaned. “I'm gonna smash your arrogant ass from all four corners before this is oveRRRAAAAAAHHHHHH!”
Sylvia hooked her thumbs into the corners of Estrina's mouth and wrenched her head back, the Asian Sensation's lips mouth twisted into an awful grin. “Look at that!” Sylvia scoffed. “Even YOU know you're talking nonsense! Can't even say that shit without smiling, can—”
“Get it out of the ropes, Sylvia!” Long warned from inside the ring. “I won't tell you again!”
“I bet he will tell me again.” Castillo deadpanned to her adversary. “Just like I bet I'll tear your face apart again.”
On that note she drew in close and planted a taunting smooch on Starfire's forehead! Sylvia let loose with a flourish and strolled down the narrow aisle to the next corner while Estrina hurriedly pulled her arms free of the binding strand. On all fours shortly thereafter, she crawled over to the corner and grabbed hold of the second rope on either side of the middle buckle. She'd just managed to steady her breathing when a warning from the crow—“NNNNGGGGHHHHH!”
Castillo repaid the Meteora with a pair of knees delivered full force between the penitent brunette's shoulders! Starfire's head bounced against the roughly-padded steel and she twisted over into a seat that saw her arms hanging loose over the bottom strand. Another blur of motion and her situation grew considerably worse as Sylvia returned for another strafing run, only the terrible tyro led with her right elbow, the point of which she THWHUMPED into Starfire's cheekbone!
EXISTENTIAL DREAD:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=iIYWM0sc2pY
That bout of Existential Dread left Starfire stretched out and twitching, which made it all the easier for SIC to grab both ankles and draaaaaaaaaaaag her out to the middle of the squared circle. Once there she folded Estrina into a Matchbook, then stepped forward and dropped to her knees, Castillo pinning the former Lightweight Champion with a brazen predicament good for...
ONE...
TWO...
THRENOOOOOOOO!
Estrina twisted / slid out from beneath Sylvia's perch to deny her victory by the slimmest of margins! Castillo favored Long with a 'that's how we're doing this?' look, though she didn't bother to waste her breath questioning the count.
Instead she stood up and skipped over to Estrina's right side, where she planted her right foot beneath the other brunette's bicep. In the next instant she bent down, seized possession of Starfire's wrist and threaded that arm snug against her calf. Still holding onto the Singaporean's wrist, she stepped across and pivoted around, the second-generation star using her foot and the Wristlock to roll Estrina onto her belly. Dropping to one knee meant Estrina's arm was effectively caught in a pincer comprised of Castillo's thigh and calf. Aside from being quite painful, it ensured the Celestial Stunner had one less limb to defend herself when SIC leaned forward and took hold of her foe's right ankle.
Concern from those assembled when Castillo hunkered forward to grab hold of Estrina's right ankle. Pulling the lower limb back so that the sole of her boot pointed toward the rafters, Sylvia lifted Starfire's leg off the canvas, then halved her grip so she could hook a few fingers into the Asian Sensation's knee-pad. A few sharp tugs once again stripping the the joint of its invaluable protection.
“You said you're medically cleared, right?”
Starfire wriggled this way and that trying to slide free of the trap, but Castillo just put a little more weight on her pinioned arm. After a moment she snarled, “Yeah, I'm cleared. And I'm gonna stay that RRGGHHH!”
Eyes alight, Sylvia yanked Starfire's leg as high as she could, then THUMPED her bare knee down on the thinly-sheathed plywood!
“My, aren't you ever the optimist.” SIC murmured as she repeated the bludgeoning punishment two, three, FOUR more times! “As if I needed another reason another reason to despise you.”
Carefully tucking Starfire's boot under her left arm, Sylvia punched the bare knee with a few punches delivered for sheer spite, then craaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaanked back on the Tenebrous Lock in a concentrated effort to undo all that physical therapy
TENEBROUS LOCK @ 00:35
www.youtube.com/watch?v=MyoxFhi_DH4
"AHHHHHH!" The piercing scream of agony tore through the arena as Starfire found herself ensnared in an excruciating hold that threatened to unravel all her rehabilitation efforts. Her body contorted in anguish, every muscle tensing against the torment coursing through her, sweat beading on her brow as she fought to maintain her composure amidst the searing pain. With every passing second, the intensity of the submission hold seemed to magnify, threatening to overwhelm her senses and shatter her resolve.
With sweat-soaked strands of hair clinging to her face, and her body racked with agony, Starfire's determination refused to be snuffed out. With just a free arm, each agonizing crawl brought her closer to salvation, the rough texture of the ring canvas grinding against her palms as she fought through the searing pain. The ropes loomed tantalizingly close, a lifeline beckoning her to safety amidst the storm of agony. With a primal roar of effort, Starfire reached out, her fingers grazing the coarse strands of the ring ropes. Finally, with a final burst of willpower, Starfire seized the sanctuary of the ropes, her fingers clutching desperately as she sought refuge from the unrelenting torment.
"LET GO!" Estrina demanded as she draped her arm over the bottom rope and the referee rushed to her aid to enforce the break. As the referee counted to 'FOUR!', Sylvia's relentless assault on Estrina's injured knee continued unabated, taking advantage of the full four count she had to inflict further damage before relinquishing the hold.
As the referee knelt beside the fallen Starfire, concern etched across his face, he inquired earnestly about her condition, seeking to ascertain whether she was still able to compete. But before Estrina could respond, Sylvia, driven by her relentless determination to secure victory, brushed aside the referee's inquiries with a dismissive wave, refusing to allow any interruption to her assault.
Ignoring the official's presence, Sylvia seized hold of Estrina, hauling her back to her feet and trapped her head in a Front Facelock. With a fluid motion, Sylvia twisted her body, positioning herself face up before driving Estrina's neck forcefully into her upraised knee, the impact echoing through the arena with a sickening thud.
NECKBREAKER ON KNEE:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=X8-Hlhz_SNY
The Celestial Stunner collapsed onto the canvas, clutching the back of her neck in agony. Beside her, a determined Sylvia wasted no time pressing down on Estrina's shoulders, hooking her legs for the cover. The referee dropped to the mat, slapping the canvas once...
ONE!
The crowd held its breath, the tension palpable in the air as the count began.
TWO!
Estrina's fans urged her on, their voices rising in a crescendo of support, hoping against hope for a miraculous comeback.
Before the referee's hand could complete its descent for the third time, Estrina summoned every ounce of her resilience. With a defiant roar, she kicked out with a burst of energy, breaking the pin just in the nick of time, much to the disgust and irritation of Sylvia.
Castillo attempted to maintain control by grabbing hold of Starfire's locks, but Estrina swiftly swatted her arms away with a sharp motion. In one fluid movement, she pivoted on her heel and delivered a devastating Spinning Back Fist right into SIC's jaw! Sylvia staggered backward, momentarily stunned by the unexpected blow from the Celestial Stunner.
URAKEN:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=u_MjHqsYwFI
As Sylvia spun around to face her opponent, The Celestial Stunner seized the opportunity to strike. With a swift motion, Starfire leapt into the air, her knee connecting with precision as she delivered a devastating Celestial High Knee right into Sylvia's chin! The impact was thunderous, sending Sylvia crashing to the canvas, seemingly unconscious.
CELESTIAL HIGH KNEE:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=5UDa0kabGWU
But as the crowd erupted into cheers for Starfire's impressive move, a sharp, searing pain shot through Estrina's right knee upon landing. She crumpled to the canvas in agony, her hand instinctively reaching to clutch her injured knee.
Estrina took some moments to recover but managed to drag herself on top of Sylvia's body for the...
ONE!
TWO!
THRNOOO!!!!
As the referee's hand slapped the canvas for the third count, the arena erupted into a frenzy of cheers and applause. But to the disbelief of the crowd, Sylvia summoned a last burst of energy, defiantly kicking out just milliseconds before the three-count. Estrina, exhausted and in pain, rolled off Sylvia with frustration etched deep on her face. She glanced at the referee, incredulous at the near fall. Still, the Singaporean rose to her feet with a noticeable limp, determined to deliver a humbling experience to the newcomer.
Unable to move as she wished to with one bad leg, The Celestial Stunner opted for a move uncharacteristic of her high-flying style. Pulling Sylvia up by her waistband, Estrina seized Sylvia's wrist in her right hand. From there she planted right hand on the small of Sylvia’s back and sent her into a spin before reeling Sylvia back in with a hard yank and cracked a stiff SLAP across Sylvia's cheek!
The crowd cheered as The Celestial Stunner pulled a page out of her rival's playbook!
BITCHMAKER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=dl1TPc-bdvU
Sylvia's eyes glazed over from the impact of the slap as she crumpled to her knees, her senses momentarily overwhelmed. Seizing the opportunity, Estrina wasted no time, shoving Sylvia forcefully back against the canvas and covering her for the pin-fall.
ONE!
TWO!
THRNOOO!!!
As the Celestial Stunner rolled onto her back, Sylvia mirrored her, both wrestlers exhausted and spent from the intense battle. As the referee initiated the count, both wrestlers started to stir, each rolling onto their hands and knees, aching and exhausted. With determination etched on their faces, they crawled toward each other, their movements slow and deliberate.
With sweat dripping from their exhausted bodies, they reached out and grabbed each other by the hair, their fingers tangling in the sweaty strands as they pulled themselves closer. Faces contorted in pain and determination, they locked eyes and began to exchange heated words, their voices filled with defiance and resolve even in the midst of their exhaustion.
Incensed by what she considered a remarkably reckless series of choices by her adversary, SIC yanked Estrina's head this way and that before halving her grip so she could SLAP the Singaporean's cheek over and over again. “How foolish can you be?” she barked at the fuming battler. “You can barely stand let alone move, yet you insist on going airborne for every GGGRRRMMMHHH!”
Starfire answered with some hair-pulling of her own before shifting one hand south so could smash Castillo's cheeks between thumb and forefinger in a humiliating fish-face! “It's called Fighting Spirit!” the former Lightweight Champion barked. “You'd understand if you had any, too bad you're a gutless little brat that can't take a hitTMMMPPPGGHHHH!”
Sylvia abandoned her slaps for a rough HOM Smother, the second-generation grappler smashing Estrina's lips beneath the heel of her palm while simultaneously trapping the brunette's nostrils between steely fingers! “You call it spirit, I call it idiocy. Whatever the name, we both know the truth. It's nothing more than the last refuge of a woman who can't admit when she's outclassed in every NGH! NGH! NGH!”
Starfire liked smooshing Castillo's cheeks, but she ALSO loved warming the younger wrestler's chest with a trio of brisk overhand Slaps! She tacked on three more in short order, then laid claim to Sylvia's chin and teased, “You're lucky I'm satisfied slapping your face, little girl. Next time you disrespect me I'll do what your mother should've done years ago and put you over my knee for a spankAAARRRGGHHRRK!”
Ending the slaps and hair-pulling so she had her hands at her disposal, Syl flattened both out and jammed them into Starfire's armpits only to raaaaaaaaaaaake down as hard as she could! In the next instant she crooked her right hand into a talon and dragged it across the Celestial Stunner's eyes! As for the left, she fashioned her middle and index fingers into a prong which she stuffed into Estrina's mouth in a particularly vile twist on the Mandible Claw!
Breath rasping and grating around Castillo's intruding fingers, Estrina jammed her eyes shut to blot the worst of the sworls from her vision. She also clamped one hand around SIC's wrist and SLAPPED her face with the other, the Princess of Perspiration desperate to extricate herself from this—Sylvia twisted her head to the side and viciously BIT down on Starfire's slappin' hand! Abandoning her grasp on the newcomer's wrist so she could pull her hair twice as hard, Estrina slowly clambered to verticality while Castillo did the same, the brunettes almost tummy to tummy because they simply refused to let go of one ano—“OOOFFFHH!”
Starfire pumped her good (left) knee into the pit of Sylvia's stomach, then stomped on her toes for good measure! Another Kneelift let Estrina spit the Latina's hand out of her mouth and as soon as she was loose she swung 'round to Castillo's left side and slipped her right leg over the other wrestler's left thigh. Bracing her left hand against the nape of Sylvia's neck, Estrina forced her foe to bend down so she could throw her left leg over the nape of Sylvia's neck! In the same motion she hunched across Castillo's back, grabbed hold of her right wrist in both hands and craaaaaaaaaaaaanked back on the captured limb to complete the Octopus!
OCTOPUS:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=BYy5TBQS1T8
“GIVE UP!” Estrina bellowed as she repeatedly smashed her left leg down on the back of Castillo's head. “DO IT OR I'LL BREAK YOUR ARM!” She yanked Sylvia's arm this way and that to emphasize the seriousness of the threat.
“I'D LIKE TO SEE YOU FUCKIN' TRY!” Sylvia wailed even as she tried to shove the Asian grappler's leg away from her head. “YOUR SWEATY ASS ISN'T GONNA RRRRRGGGHHHHHHHHH!”
Estrina poured it on, the increased strain causing a noticeable wobble in her opponent's knees. “My sweaty ass is gonna make you submit!” Starfire predicted over the thunderous 'TAP! TAP! TAP!' chants from the FAWNatics. “Go ahead and tell everyone you've had enough, little girl! We know you're not going anyOOOHHHH FAAAAAAAHHHK!”
Castillo formed her left arm into a 'V' and jabbed that elbow into Starfire's right knee over and over and over again! Eventually she was forced to relinquish the Octopus, but rather than merely slink away she flattened both hands into paddles and CLAPPED them down between her foe's shoulders! Switching over to a Wristlock when Castillo cried out and sank to one knee, Starfire hauled her upright, then pointed Syl toward the far corner and sent her on her way with an Irish Wh—NO!
SIC dug in her heels and slung the Celestial Stunner at the buckles in her place! Estrina made the trip in short order despite heavily favoring her right leg. Indeed she managed to twist around and hop into a seat on the top turnbuckle rather than take the impact spine-first. This proved an invaluable decision as Castillo was only a few steps behind, the terrible tyro roaring in with her right arm cranked back for a huge Clothesli—“HHRRGGGH!”
Starfire kicked Castillo's exposed bicep with her left foot, then reached out and snatched a handful of hair! Reeling the other lightweight into a Front Facelock, the Asian Sensation set both feet against the second rope and pushed off to swing around in a gorgeous half circ—Sylvia set her hands against Starfire's tummy and pushed off with all her might! The Facelock disintegrated and the Tornado DDT along with it, Estrina soaring backward through the air to come down safely on both fee—“EEEEEERRRRGGHHHH!”
Starfire's right knee gave out on impact to send the former lightweight champion to the canvas in a painful penance. She'd just started to rise when Castillo charged in and drilled her with a Kneelift between the eyes! Estrina plopped down on her butt, fought back to one knee and got reeled into a Front Facelock. Slinging the Singaporean star's left arm across her shoulders, Sylvia grabbed a handful of waistband and popped her hips with the quickness of a Snap Suplex. Only instead of dropping back she went straight down, Castillo SPIKING the crown of her foe's skull into the deck courtesy a Snap Brainbuster! Eyes as distant as the stars she loved to shoot for in the wake of that great Impending Doom, Estrina didn't even groan when Sylvia floated over and drew that far leg up snug against her chest. Already jeering, the crowd only got louder when Craig Long swooped in to tally a brisk...
IMPENDING DOOM:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZtoAGL_Fo2o
ONE...
TWO...
THREE!
SIC tossed Estrina's leg down so she press both palms into the other brunette's face while the Announcer confirmed, “Ladies and gentlemen, your winner via pin-fall... SYLVIA IVELISSE CASTILLO!”
“Let that be a lesson.” SIC pulled her hands away just so she could stick an index finger under the other brunette's nose. “None of your flippy, gymnastic bull-shit means ANYTHING when you can't land!” Castillo SLAPPED Starfire across the face, then pushed to her feet and held out a hand to the referee so he could raise it for the crowd.
Craig did so, though it only earned more jeers from the disappointed throng. Their disdain didn't seem to bother Sylvia, if anything her smile was a little bit wider as she strolled over to the nearest corner and hopped onto the second turnbuckle to better bad-mouth the haters on the other side of the guardrail. She'd delivered some choice words about the grappling tastes of morons on three out of four sides and was about to complete the set when she realized Long had managed to help Estrina make it to verticality. Good mood disappearing, she changed course to circle around behind the Celestial Stunner, then rushed in and dove low to THUMP the ball of her left shoulder into the pit of Starfire's right knee!
“AAAAAARRRRHHH FAAAAAAAAAAHHHHK!” Estrina wailed in blindsided anguish as she dropped to the deck with that wounded joint already drawn tight to her chest!
“What the hell are you doing, Sylvia?” Craig barked at the fuming brunette. “Try that again and I'll—”
“You'll what?” Castillo interrupted. “Tell me again, only louder? The better question is, what are you doing? Don't bother to answer, I'll tell you. You're enabling bad behavior. How is this outclassed idiot ever going to improve if you just rush to help her up after every crash landing? She won't! Not only will she not improve, but she'll go on making the same. Stupid. Decisions! Isn't that right, Estrina?”
SIC whipped around, snatched hold of the Celestial Stunner's right ankle and yanked her leg out straight just to spin around it and drop to her knees, driving both joints into her foe's knee and thigh respectively!
“BITCH!” Starfire sat up like the mat was electrified and started throwing wild punches at the vicious ingenue. “GET AWAY FROM ME OR I'LL NGH! NGH! NGH!”
Castillo responded with a few heavy Forearm Smashes to the other brunette's chest before she stood up and used that same grip on Starfire's right ankle to roll Estrina onto her stomach.
“Don't even think about it, Sylvia!” Long warned as SIC moved into position on her foe's right side. “Just let her go and get out of—”
“Just go ahead and call as many referees as you can.” the brunette interrupted. “At least then you won't be wasting your breath.” With that Sylvia dropped to a seat, braced her own right knee into the pit of Starfire's right knee and yaaaaaaaaaaaanked back on the Singaporean's ankle while simultaneously planting her feet and stretching out flat to apply as much torque as humanly possible.
BREAK THE HOLD, DAMMIT!
www.youtube.com/watch?v=te1qWeYTqdY
Estrina shrieked at the top of her lungs and threw both hands across the back of her head, though only a few more seconds wrenching had her slapping the mat as hard as she could.
Sylvia saw it and smiled, but shook her head 'no'. “Say it!” she sneered to Starfire. “Say you submit or I'll never let you—”
Estrina hooked her right arm across Castillo's throat and damned if she didn't start to draw her in for either a Headlock or another version of the Pits of Starfire! Eyes wide with fury at this show of pig-headed resistance, Castillo thrust her head forward and sank her teeth into the other brunette's forearm! “AAAARRRHHHH YOU BITCH!” Estrina tried to draw the loop closed, but Sylvia kept on biting and soon she abandoned the effort in favor of pulling her own hair to spread out the pain.
“I'm still waiting!” SIC sniped. “Say it before I get bored and really start to hurt—oh for fuck's sake.”
Syl released the hold of her own volition and rolled away half a heartbeat before a veritable avalanche of black and white poured into the ring! Sighing in disgusted as the zebras situated themselves between her and the Celestial Stunner, Castillo raised both hands over her head and before standing up and easing her way through the ropes.
“I count four... five... six referees!” the submission specialist called to Estrina as the officials began tending to the injured lightweight. “Just imagine how many they'll have to bring if you're stupid enough to face me again!”
The threat brought out the vitriol from the FAWNatics, alas Sylvia only smooched her fingertips and slapped 'em against her backside en route to strolling down the aisle, thus leaving the hapless do-gooders to deal with the mess she'd made of a former Lightweight Champion.
RED RIGHT HAND:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=5QZlUpgTRtg
A soft, somber combination of piano and drums rose to the rafters and was soon joined by a round of emphatic jeers, the amount of which seemed to grow larger and louder as the second-generation superstar continued her North American expansion. The aforementioned noise only grew louder when the woman in question strode through the curtain in time with the first verse of Nell Smith & the Flaming Lips' cover of 'Red Right Hand'.
SYLVIA IVELISSE CASTILLO:
Castillo paused at the top of the ramp, her dark eyes flicking this way and that to catalog all the pertinent details of her surroundings. This assessment only took a few moments, then her attention returned to the squared circle and she started down the ramp without a word or even a sneer for the capacity crowd.
A word to those yet blissfully unaware of the insidious ingenue: All of twenty years old, she'd arrived in England two years ago well trained in the more grounded, submission based aspects of Lucha Libre. Complete immersion in British Strong Style followed, with Castillo favoring the discipline's heavy striking element as well as its meticulous focus on targeting a specific limb or body-part. The time spent there did not see her capture any singles gold, however she'd quickly made a name for herself as one to watch and an extremely gifted technician. These qualities had endeared her to certain wrestling nerds, but not the casual fans, especially not after she'd laid a vicious mauling on none other than 'Sensational' Shea London shortly before Bethany Christian announced her FAWN signing. Victories over Fields, Hughes, and Davis soon followed. Tonight she meant to add a second former Lightweight Champion to her tally.
If joining the premiere women's wrestling promotion in North America concerned Castillo in the slightest it certainly didn't show during her walk to the squared circle. The lithe little brunette was strictly business as she slid under the bottom rope and pushed to one knee. On her feet immediately thereafter, she strode to the nearest corner and mounted the second turnbuckle to a round of boos that grew all the louder when she raised a taunting index finger to her ear.
For tonight's encounter with the Princess of Perspiration SIC wore a classic fightin' one-piece in Prussian blue with white accents and an additional cutout across her lower back and flanks that gave the impression of a two-piece from certain angles. Her pads and wrist tape were matte black and her boots were also black, though they were polished to a gleaming shine. Patently dismissive of the noise produced by the Orlando faithful, Castillo brushed them off with the flick of a wrist, then hopped down and settled into the buckles. Referee Craig Long came over to check her pads and boots and while she made no efforts to hamper All Night's efforts, she never gave him the time of day. The brunette's gaze was fixed on the stage, Syl quietly awaiting tonight's obnoxiously damp opposition.
Moments later the arena was plunged into darkness, anticipation hanging thick in the air, before a burst of blinding spotlights shattered the obscurity. In their glow emerged the unmistakable silhouette of Estrina Starfire, a figure exuding unwavering confidence. A deafening roar erupted from the crowd as the first notes of her entrance theme reverberated throughout the arena, setting the stage for her grand arrival.
ESTRINA STARFIRE:
With each step down the ramp, Starfire commanded attention, her cape billowing behind her like a regal mantle. She moved with purpose, acknowledging the outstretched hands of fans adorned in her latest merchandise
"And introducing her opponent, hailing from Singapore, she stands at five feet four inches tall and weighs in tonight at one hundred and twenty-two pounds. SHE IS...THE CELESTIAL STUNNER....ESTRINA STARFIRE!"
Entering the ring with grace, Estrina shed her cape with a flourish. As she turned to face the crowd, a mischievous glint sparkled in her eyes, Estrina playfully ran her fingers down the curve of her armpit, teasing the crowd with a mischievous smile. The audience erupted into a cheers and playful jeers, fully embracing the unique charm that only Estrina could deliver.
“Ridiculous.”Sylvia muttered under her breath as she watched Estrina's confident display.
With a confident stride, the former Lightweight Champion approached Sylvia and reached out, cupping the rookie's chin with a mixture of mockery and confidence. However, Sylvia reacted swiftly, swatting her hand away with disdain. Undeterred, Estrina closed the distance, bringing the foes nose-to-nose in a heated confrontation. Craig rushed in, swiftly separating the two before tensions escalated further, ensuring the match would start without any premature altercations.
With a smirk playing on her lips, Estrina responded with a belittling comment, her tone dripping with sarcasm as she threatened to teach the rookie a lesson in sweat and perseverance. "Oh, don't worry, darling," she taunted, her voice laced with amusement, "I'll make sure you get a firsthand experience of what it means to step into the ring with someone who knows how to work up a sweat."
As Long ushered Estrina back into her corner, the Celestial Stunner proceeded with her pre-match warm-up routine. With focused determination, she stretched her muscles, preparing herself mentally and physically for the upcoming battle.
The bell sounded and Estrina was out of her corner in the flash, the Celestial Stunner clearly ready to show the upstart that her knee was better than ever and not just 'medically cleared'. Sylvia noted the other brunette's rapid approach but did not match it, Castillo instead choosing to flit away from the buckles and head out along the ropes. She'd made it about halfway to the next corner when Starfire shot in looking for a Collar and Elb—Sylvia dipped her upper body between the top and middle ropes and demanded, “Back off, Starfire. I'm in the ropes.”
The crowd booed this clear reluctance and they only got louder when Craig stepped in to enforce the rules. “She's right, Estrina.” he said. “Give her some space.”
Estrina rolled her eyes, put her hands on her hips and made a show of giant stepping back to the middle of the ring. “Feeling safe enough now, little girl?”
Castillo withdrew from the ropes, though she made no effort to join her adversary. “I'll feel safer once the official has checked your knee-pads again. The right one in particular.”
Both Long and Starfire frowned, with the former speaking first. “I already checked her pads, Sylvia. They were clear of foreign objects.”
SIC sighed like the zebra was an utter dolt. “There's nothing that glandular anomaly could sneak into this ring that'd save her from me, sir. No, I'm far more concerned about whether it has the proper amount of padding. Frankly I don't want to bother breaking a sweat if that woman's gimpy leg is going to give way the instant we lock—”
Starfire darted around Craig and went to lock-up with Castillo only to snarl in disgust when the smaller brunette dipped through the ropes a second time! “Check your aggression, ma'am.” SIC snapped at her opponent. “Such quick movement can't be good for a fragile joiERRGGHH!”
Estrina clubbed her opponent across the chest with a quick Forearm Smash, then put one hand against Castillo's chin and pushed her head back as far as it could go! The roughhousing got plenty of cheers from the FAWNatics, but it wasn't nearly so well received by Sylvia, who had to maintain a death-grip on the top rope to keep the former Lightweight Champion from shoving her all the way to the floor. In this she was ultimately successful because she was still in the strands, meaning Long was obliged to enforce the break after several more seconds of pushing and prodding.
“All right Estrina, gimme a clean break and lets move this to the center of the ring, ok?”
Starfire flattened one hand into a paddle and SMACKED Castillo's chest before she released her grip. “Can't have a match if she won't stop hiding in the ropes!” Estrina barked. “Tell her to stop being a coward and fight!”
“Sylvia was just about to get out of the ropes, weren't you Sylvia?” Craig was still between his charges, the ref doing everything in his power to create enough separation to allow something other than a straight catfight sort of start.
“Well I suppose if she's so confident in her own abilities...” Castillo eased back into the ring just as Craig guided Estrina toward the middle. Realizing the opportunity at once, Sylvia darted forward and clapped Starfire's cheek with a Bitch Slap that was light on force but heavy on the disdain!
Estrina snarled in disgust, slipped free of the ref's grasp and shot beneath one arm to get at the other brune— “NGGGHHH!” SIC had predicted her opponent's route and pivoted on her left heel to THUNK a Kneelift into the side of Estrina's skull! Starfire reeled backward and straightened up in an effort to keep from falling on her butt. The tactic proved successful in that regard, unfortunately it meant she was rather exposed and Castillo took full advantage by tapping a nasty little Toe Kick into the point of her foe's right knee! Estrina yelped, went down on one knee and pushed back up just in time for Sylvia to shoot in and snatch her right ankle!
Yanking the Celestial Stunner's leg off the mat, she gave the captured limb a rough yank and—Estrina leapt off her plant foot to lash out with an Enzugiri aimed at her opponent's temp—NO! SIC twisted beneath the blow while maintaining her grip on Estrina's ankle. The result was a modified Dragon Screw that saw both wrestlers landing flat on their stomachs with Starfire's right knee taking the brunt of the impact thanks to a little extra 'ooommph!' from the submission specialist.
Estrina bounced to all fours in the aftermath and would've regained her feet if Castillo hadn't doggedly maintained possession of her right foot. Standing up behind her adversary, SIC trapped Starfire's ankle in the crook of one elbow, then grabbed the outside edge of her boot and twissssssssssssssssted like she was trying to remove the lid from a particularly stubborn jar!
DRAGON SCREW & ANKLE LOCK:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=h6Uc_p7FaBQ
“High fliers are disgustingly predictable.” Sylvia muttered as she tried to remove Estrina's foot from the rest of her leg. “Why bother to learn anything like strategy or technique when you can just throw yourself at the problem?” She paused, cranked Starfire's leg a little harder and smiled when the other brunette yelped. “That reminds me, would you rather I shred your ankle or your knee?”
“You're not gonna shred anything.” Estrina was up on her hands and awkwardly walk-crawling toward the ropes as quickly as Castillo's grip would allow. “All you're gonna do is play crash pad for the half a dozen Solar Flares I'm gonna drop on you during the course of this matrrrrggghhhhhhhhh!”
Sylvia tugged her opponent's captured leg up and back at an angle that made it much easier for her to spike a few quick kicks into the Singapore native's thigh and knee! “You are a delusional little sweat hog, aren't you?” SIC snorted. “The only thing you're getting to the top of tonight is the Injured Reserve li--”
Starfire scrambled the rest of the way to the ropes and hooked her arm around the second strand! “Break the hold!” she ordered. “I'm in the ropNNNNGGGGHHH!” Halving her grip on the Ankle Lock so she could yank Estrina's right knee-pad down over the top of her boot, Castillo doubled down on the vulnerable joint, then shot up on tiptoe and dropped to her knees to drive Estrina's bare knee into the deck with a heavy THWHUNK!
Eager to continue her vivisection in the wake of the Stump Puller, Sylvia went back to the Ankle Lock and straightened up, the blue-clad battler backpedaling to the center to drag Starfire away from the ro—Estrina twisted over onto her back, a move that freed her from the Ankle Lock but kept her foot firmly in the other wrestler's grasp. Drawing both knees up as close to her chest as she could, the Celestial Stunner braced both feet against SIC's sternum and shoved off with a huge Mule Kick that sent the smaller brunette flyNO!
Sensing the power Starfire was putting behind the strike, Sylvia quickly stuffed Estrina's right shin beneath her right arm and dropped to her back as the former Lightweight Champ lashed out, Castillo threading her legs around Starfire's mid-descent so she could craaaaaaaaaaaaaank[/b] back on a Kneebar as soon as she'd hit the canvas!
“Rrrrggghhhhhhhhh!” Estrina pounded an angry fist against the mat, then struggled to a seat so she could throw hard little Hammer Punches into Sylvia's knee and thigh! “You think you're going to take anything from me without paying a high price?” Starfire grunted as her efforts earned a growl from the other brunette. “No way, honey. You take my knee, I take yourSSHRRRRHHHHH!”
Sylvia clamped her thighs tight against Estrina's knee and pulled back until the other wrestler hissed in anguish. “I would LOVE to see you try.” the second generation star sneered. “Unfortunately for me, most every Lightweight in this promotion ties their whole sense of professional worth to how many useless rotations they can tack onto whatever floor routine they've decided to call 'offense'. The truth is, I know why you love the air so much, Starfire. It's because you know you'll have to crawl the instant your feet touch the gr—”
Estrina couldn't simply power out of the hold, so she sat up and threw her free leg over the trapped one so she could turn onto her stomach. From there she fought to all fours (or rather three of four) and began dragging their combined weight toward the edge of the ring. Sylvia didn't try to stop her, she just made every inch of Starfire's efforts as painful as possible by compressing, jostling, wrenching and otherwise abusing Estrina's knee. The trip was painful and longer than the Asian Sensation would've liked, but eventually she hooked her arm over the bottom rope and locked her hands to ensure Castillo couldn't deny her another break.
“Break. The. Hold.” she ordered.
Craig Long moved in alongside his charges to echo this demand, so rather than argue Sylvia sat up and made a point of SLAPPING Starfire's backside before she disengaged entirely. Rolling to a seat as soon as she was free of the other brunette's hooks, Starfire pulled her aching knee in close and started to massage it with both hands. “You doing ok, Estrina?” Craig asked as she pulled the distended knee-pad back into place.
“I'm fine, Craig.” she answered quickly. “I just need to—”
“Bullshit.” SIC interrupted. “You're not fine, if even the idiot official can see it. “You rushed back to action even though the Lost Daughters pained a fuckin' bulls-eye on your knee. Did you really think I wouldn't pick it apart at every opportunity? Or did you actually think you could stop me from doing so? Either way, I'm insulted. And I don't deal with insults very well.”
Grimacing in irritation more than pain (though pain was certainly present) Estrina got to her feet and asked, “How about ass beatings?” she asked. “How do you handle those?”
“You'll never kn—” Sylvia trailed off in obvious disgust when Starfire trailed a hand beneath her left armpit and 'flicked' a mist of sweat toward the submission specialist.
“What's wrong, Sylvia?” Estrina taunted. “Can't take the heat?”
SIC snorted, took a step back and swept a line on the canvas with the toe of one boot. “I can take whatever you've got, you nasty little peg-legged clown.”
The Asian Sensation hopped for a bit, ensuring her knee was fine, before returning to a grappler's stance. She signaled for SIC to do the same, ready to engage once again in the match. Both women lunged forward and entwined in a Collar-and-Elbow Lock-Up. Utilizing her slight weight advantage, Estrina successfully pushed Sylvia back into the ropes. The two grappled, attempting to gain the upper hand by pushing against her opponent's chin. The referee intervened, demanding that they break the hold with a count of...
"ONE! TWO! THREE...."
Estrina and Sylvia slowly lifted their arms off each other, maintaining cautious eye contact. As their arms disengaged, Starfire took a step back, creating some distance and signaling for Castillo to return to the center of the ring. As they gradually approached each other, Sylvia tried to surprise Estrina with a kick to the right knee but Estrina quickly countered with a leg check to prevent the attack. She then seized the opportunity, pulling Sylvia's head down and delivering a forearm followed by a knee to the gut, causing Sylvia to double over in pain.
"Nice try, bitch!" Estrina snarled as she trapped SIC in a Front Facelock, lifting the younger challenger into the air and holding her suspended for a couple of seconds. With swift brutality, she then THWHAMMED Sylvia belly-first onto the canvas!
SIC rose to one knee, clutching her stomach in pain as Starfire leapt into the air, driving her back-first into the canvas with a Dropkick to the chest. Estrina wasted no time and pressed across Sylvia for the cover...
ONE!
TWO!
NO!
Sylvia kicked out at 'TWO!' with apparent ease, displaying her resilience to Starfire's offense. "UP!" Estrina demanded, showing no mercy as she pulled Castillo back to her feet, determined to press on with her unrelenting offense. With a firm grasp on Sylvia's wrist, Starfire whipped her into the corner turnbuckle. The Celestial Stunner measured Castillo, readying herself for a Meteora. But NO! The younger challenger spun out of the way just in time! However, quick on her feet, the Singapore native managed to plant herself on the second ropes and springboard backward, stretching herself to splash into Sylvia with a Crossbody!
SPRINGBOARD CROSSBODY
www.youtube.com/watch?v=CvuwCSayQlM
Estrina pulled Sylvia's legs up and covered for the...
ONE!
TWO!
Sylvia rolled through, switching positions with Estrina and covered her for the...
ONE!
TWO!
Estrina powered out just as the referee's hand was about to hit the canvas for the count of 'THREE!' Both wrestlers swiftly regained their footing. Reacting with agility, Estrina caught Sylvia off guard, delivering a swift spin kick to the midsection. With Sylvia hunched over, Estrina smoothly transitioned, twisting her opponent's head around and executing a flawless Swinging Neckbreaker!
SWINGING NECKBREAKER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=7i1a3v5XN7w
As Sylvia clutched her throbbing neck and stumbled towards the ropes, Estrina capitalized on the opportunity. With lightning speed she unleashed a devastating Clothesline that propelled Sylvia over the top rope and out of the ring in a spectacular display of force!
The Perspiring Powerhouse revved up the crowd as she playfully ran her fingers down her left armpit and flicked onto the ground. Acknowledging her glistening condition, Estrina raised an eyebrow and quipped, "Well, folks, it's not a wrestling match until you've had a good sweat, right?"
Estrina sprinted toward the far end of the ring, building up momentum before launching herself through the ropes, colliding with Castillo and ramming her back-first into the barricade! Estrina raised her arms high, urging the crowd to cheer as she soaked in the momentum of the match.
"Ready to feel the burn, rookie?" Estrina teased as she lifted Sylvia onto her feet.
"Do your worst, sweat hog." Sylvia retorted defiantly.
The Celestial Stunner raised her right arm and shoved the rookie's face into her perspiring underarm, unleashing a muffled protest from Sylvia! The crowd erupted into cheers as Estrina reveled in her unconventional form of dominance.
"My sweat will be the least of your worries!" Estrina remarked playfully as she introduced the rookie to the underarm assault. Sylvia, repulsed and desperate to escape, forcefully pushed Estrina away, stumbling away and retching from the unpleasant encounter.
"Leaving so soon?" Estrina grabbed Sylvia by her waistband and tossed her back into the ring, determined to continue the battle where it rightly belonged.
The Celestial Stunner climbed onto the apron and ascended to the top turnbuckle, poised and patient as she awaited Sylvia's return to her feet. Observing Starfire perched on the top turnbuckle, Sylvia craftily thrust the referee into the ropes, resulting in Estrina teetering precariously before she crashed crotch-first into the unforgiving turnbuckle!
Craig didn't much appreciate the shove and told Sylvia as much but the brunette feigned ignorance, which was to say she completely ignored him while quickly swiping down her face and adjusting her distended bottoms. Eyes locked on her precariously seated opposition, Castillo tromped over to the corner, grabbed a handful of hair and delivered an open-handed slap that CRACKED off the former Lightweight Champion's cheek!
Starfire reared back and tried to shove the ingenue away, alas SIC swatted her protecting hands aside and skewered the other brunette's tummy with a trio of quick right hands! “You're disgusting.” Sylvia sniped as she used a double handful of hair to drag Estrina down into a Front Facelock. “That you're Singapore's only representation in a company as prestigious as FAWN must be nothing short of a national embarrassmngh! NGH! NGH!”
The Celestial Stunner might've been vulnerable but she was far from helpless, as illustrated when she balled her right hand into a fist and started pounding away at the other brunette's left flank! Castillo grimaced, then hop-stamped in place a couple of times before crooking her free arm into a 'V' so she could pound heavy Overhand Forearm Smashes across her foe's shoulders and upper back. This bludgeoning assault soon overwhelmed Estrina's resistance, thus allowing Sylvia to grab a handful of waistband and backpedal until Starfire was stretched out above the canvas like a bridge supported by her foe at one end and her ankles at the other. The FAWNatics murmured in concerned anticipation, a reaction that proved justified when SIC laid out on her back and THWHUNKED Estrina's forehead into the deck with a huge DDT!
CORNER HUNG DDT:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wh2ws4BiUMM
Starfire landed stretched out flat on her face in perfect position to be covered if Castillo only rolled her onto her back. And yet the newcomer made no such move, rather she helped herself to a double handful of hair and hauled Estrina upright. Stuffing the woozy high-flier back into the buckles, Sylvia clubbed Estrina's chest twice, then followed with a Broadside Kneelift across the tummy for good measure. Wedging a forearm under Starfire's jaw when the other brunette started to slump forward, Castillo murmured, “I think it's time you learned how much more these corners can do when you're not limited to simply climbing them.”
“Shuuu...sure.” Estrina huffed. “I can also jump off of HHRRRGGHHH!”
Sylvia punched her in the gut, then hunkered down and wrapped her arms around Starfire's right thigh. This she quickly draped over the middle strand, Castillo making sure the pit of her foe's knee was snug against the rubber-coated steel. With that ankle gripped in both hands, Sylvia braced her right foot against the side of the tender joint and pushed forward while simultaneously pulling back as hard as she could!
“AAAAAAAHHHHHH GAAAAAAAAAAAHH!” Starfire jolted to life as Castillo tried to undo several weeks of recovery. The Singaporean Stunner pawed and scrabbled at Syl's boot in hopes of pulling it away, but the Vicious Vivisectionist just ground her heel and jostled that captured ankle to dissuade her rival's efforts. “ROPES!” Estrina shouted when her first escape effort failed. “BREAK THE HOLD, BITCH! I'M IN THE ROPERRRGGHHH!”
SIC did as bade, though she immediately straightened up and delivered a swift kick to the underside of the middle rope, thus sending another awful jolt through her opponent's leg!
“Oh dear, you seem to be rather tangled in the ropes.” Castillo deadpanned as she bodied Starfire around ninety degrees so her left shoulder was pressed to the top turnbuckle and her right ankle was caught awkwardly over the middle rope. “Let's see if I can't get you out of there.”
Assistance from a sadist was the last thing Starfire wanted, not that Sylvia gave her any choice in the matter. Grabbing the top rope in both hands, she climbed onto the bottom strand and hopped off, the second-generation star getting just enough height to THWHUMP a Stomp into the pit of Estrina's knee!
Starfire crumpled to the deck in an agonized heap but didn't get to stay there long as Sylvia took possession of her right ankle and swiftly dragged her out to the middle of the mat. Holding the hurtin' limb away from her foe's torso, SIC delivered a few quick kicks to Estrina's thigh, then stepped over and spun around to catch the Asian Sensation's lower leg between her thighs. The capacity crowd groaned at the thought of a Figure Four, but Sylvia didn't grab Starfire's other foot and drop to the mat to secure that particular knot. Instead she stepped over and around a second time. And then a third, fourth, and fifth, the methodical brunette pausing during every rotation to strain Estrina's knee with her own sinewy stems.
SPINNING TOE HOLD:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=i0v_rxKPS3w
“You can ask her whenever you're ready.” she told Craig Long after ten or so seconds. “She'll tire of this long before I do.”
Estrina disregarded Sylvia's demands and retaliated with a swift kick using her free leg. However, her defiance quickly turned to agony as Sylvia ruthlessly seized the opportunity to gain the upper hand. With a vicious move, Sylvia trapped Estrina's knee joint between her legs and forcefully dropped onto the canvas, inflicting excruciating pain on Estrina's knee. A sharp cry escaped Estrina's lips as she clutched her injured knee, curling up in agony on the mat. Despite the searing pain, Sylvia took a moment to revel in the hostility of the crowd, who showered her with boos.
Struggling to rise, Estrina grasped the ropes for support, but Sylvia pressed her forearm against Estrina's throat, pinning her against the ropes. With a relentless onslaught, Sylvia delivered a series of clenched fists to Starfire's abdomen, each blow driving the air from her lungs. Sensing her opponent's vulnerability, Sylvia targeted Estrina's exposed navel, digging her middle finger into the sensitive area with malicious intent, eliciting cries of pain from the Celestial Stunner. "AHHHH!!! LET GO!"
"Come on, Sylvia, that's enough!" The referee's voice rang out with urgency as he initiated the count. "ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR..." Sylvia, realizing the peril of a disqualification, raised her arms in capitulation, backing away from Estrina with caution. Meanwhile, Starfire, clutching her aching midsection, struggled to regain her composure, using the ropes for support as she assessed the damage inflicted by her opponent.
Sylvia quickly seized Estrina by her locks, pulling her head under her arm in an attempt to lift Starfire into the air. However, Estrina countered swiftly, hooking her leg around Sylvia's in a desperate bid to maintain her ground. The two wrestlers grappled fiercely, each refusing to yield. Starfire retaliated with a flurry of shots to Sylvia's midsection, weakening her hold, before hoisting her up into the air with impressive strength. With a mighty effort, she slammed Sylvia down onto the canvas with a thunderous Vertical Suplex, shaking the ring with the impact.
The Glistening Goddess skipped the cover attempt and instead opted to pull the newcomer back to her feet. Showing no signs of mercy, she whipped Sylvia across the ring and sent her crashing into the corner turnbuckle. With Sylvia trapped, Starfire measured her up, dark eyes burning with determination. With a burst of speed, she charged toward Sylvia, driving both knees into her chest with the full force of a Meteora!
METEORA
www.youtube.com/watch?v=7aBVNWMDREw
Breathless and disoriented, Sylvia stumbled out of the corner and fell right into Estrina's waiting arms. Sensing an opportunity, Estrina attempted to execute the Michinoku Driver, but before she could complete the move, SIC slipped behind her and swiftly wrapped her arms around Estrina's waist. With a sudden burst of strength, Sylvia slammed Estrina backwards, catching her off guard and sending both wrestlers crashing to the canvas in a rapid, fluid motion!
SNAP GERMAN SUPLEX
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q_Lw3rPMi9E
Estrina unfurled herself from the German Suplex and sprung back to her feet with impressive agility. The Celestial Stunner wasted no time, unleashing a primal roar of determination as Sylvia began to sit up. With lightning speed, Estrina closed the distance and delivered a THUNDEROUS knee to the back of Sylvia's head, the impact echoing throughout the arena as Sylvia crumpled to the canvas!
KNEE STRIKE
www.youtube.com/watch?v=zGq8_PVk1ww
Estrina rolled Sylvia onto her back and covered for the...
ONE!
TWO!
THRNOOOO!!!
Sylvia kicked out just before the referee's hand could strike the mat for the final count. However, her defiance seemed to be more a product of instinct rather than conscious effort, as her eyes betrayed a glassy, distant look, indicative of the toll the knee had taken on her.
Estrina paused briefly to adjust her attire and catch her breath, taking a momentary respite before 'helping' the up-and-coming rookie back to her feet. With a smirk playing on her lips, Estrina leaned in close to the rookie, her eyes gleaming with confidence. "You swear to destroy high fliers, huh? Well, sweetheart, you picked the wrong celestial body to mess with." she taunted, her words laced with a mixture of amusement and determination.
The Celestial Stunner brought Castillo back to the center of the ring with authority, and slammed her opponent into the unforgiving canvas, the impact echoing throughout the arena. Drawing upon her agility, Estrina backed into the ropes, building momentum before propelling herself toward Castillo. Leaping into the air, she executed a graceful Splash across SIC's body, the force of the impact reverberating through the ring. Starfire swiftly rose to her feet with a steely gaze, she once again retreated to the ropes, harnessing her energy for another breathtaking maneuver. With flawless execution, she soared through the air, performing a back-flip before crashing down onto Sylvia with a Shooting Star Press, leaving the audience in awe of her athleticism and skill. Starfire kept her body tightly pressed against Sylvia's as the referee counted.
RUNNING SSP
www.youtube.com/shorts/_hzln4kPI6k
ONE!
TWO!
With Sylvia's head still secured in her grip, the Celestial Stunner lifted it slightly to prevent the full weight of the fall. Displaying her resolve to teach the rookie a lesson, Starfire leaned in, the sheen of sweat on her brow catching the light as she locked eyes with Sylvia.
"You think you're tough, huh? Beating former champs doesn't mean squat when you're in the ring with someone like me. Feel that?" She wiped a bead of sweat from her forehead, flicking it towards Sylvia. "It's going to be a sweaty, painful experience you won't soon forget."
The sweaty wrestler maneuvered behind Sylvia, guiding her into a seated position before wrapping her right arm around Sylvia's head, ensuring her armpit sealed her mouth and nose firmly. With a firm grasp, she coiled her legs around Sylvia's body, applying additional pressure. It's locked in! The Pit of Starfire!
PIT OF STARFIRE
www.youtube.com/watch?v=kaqGxIUyjxg
The stifling heat and humidity emanating from the wrestler's drenched body intensified, enveloping Sylvia in an oppressive atmosphere of sweat and exertion. The crowd watched in tense anticipation, their cheers drowned out by the sound of Sylvia's muffled protests, as she found herself trapped in a nightmare of sweat and submission.
Summoning every ounce of strength she could muster, Sylvia's instincts honed in the crucible of combat. With a surge of determination, she targeted Starfire's weakened right knee, exploiting the vulnerability she had created. The rookie peeled down Estrina's knee-pad and desperately hit and squeezed the bad joint, leveraging it to break free from the suffocating hold of Starfire's armpit.
As Starfire winced in pain, her grip faltering momentarily, Sylvia seized the opening, wriggling free from her opponent's grasp. Gasping for precious air, she staggered away from the drenched wrestler, her chest heaving with exertion and relief.
More than a little displeased by the painful escape-hatch Castillo gouged to sneak out of the Pits, Estrina sat up and rubbed the tender joint for a few seconds before pulling the pad back into place. As for her opposition, she'd made it to the ropes on the far side of the squared circle and had her arm thrown over the second strand like a lifeline. Allowing herself a deep breath only after she'd scrubbed away the worst of Estrina's damnable stink, the blue-clad battler clambered to verticality and turned around—THWHUNK!
Starfire rushed in, hopped onto the middle rope with her left foot and jammed her right knee between the other brunette's eyes! The resultant jolt of pain brought a grimace to the Celestial Stunner's features, but it didn't stop her from saluting the crowd before she hopped down and grabbed hold of Castillo's wrist. Pressing in close enough to really grind the ball of her shoulder into the other wrestler's sternum, Starfire warned, “Hope you enjoyed that brief taste of freedom, baby. You won't escape a second time!”
Sylvia muttered a curse and tried to stuff a hand in Estrina's face, a nominal show of defiance that got her nothing more than a stern Irish Whip to the far side of the ri—NO!
SIC dug her heels in before Starfire could send her off by her lonesome and a hard yank sent the Asian Sensation to the strands in her place! Never disappointed by another chance to fly, the former Lightweight Champion put on a burst of speed and took to the skies from several steps out. The landing that followed was perfect albeit destined to be brief as she dipped into a deep crouch and—Sylvia sprinted in from behind and kicked the middle rope like a woman carrying a grudge! The rubber-coated steel zipped out from under Estrina's feet and she went down hard, the back of her head striking the canvas with an audible THUD!
Holding the top rope in both hands, Castillo snorted in derision before she placed the heel of her right boot against the Singaporean's throat and pressed down hard enough to make Estrina wriggle like a bug on a pin. “You seriously overestimate your ability to make an impression. When all of this is over the only thing I'll remember about our contest is how you needed to towel off before the match even be--”
“Enough choking, Sylvia!” Craig barked when the brunette showed no sign of stopping on her own. “Get her out of the ropes!”
“Why would I ever do that?” SIC sniped before she dipped through the strands and dropped to the floor. “Haven't you been paying attention? This one has no idea how to fight if she can't climb or jump off something!”
No response from the zebra or Starfire so Sylvia wrapped her arms around the other brunette's lower legs and dragged her along the canvas until they were quite a bit closer to the nearest corner. From there she rolled Estrina onto her stomach and cranked those captured legs to the right only to swing them left as hard as she could, the abrupt shift in position more than enough to whip Estrina around in a circle that ended with her head BWUNKING against the steel ring-post!
CLEVER MEANNESS:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=FvHCwKLKGQ0
Starfire shuddered and rolled away from the impact only to grind to a halt when Castillo rushed after her and slapped on a Side Headlock. With Starfire once again stretched out on her stomach, SIC made a point to scrub the prone brunette's chin against the edge of the apron for a few seconds. From there she moved directly in front of her foe and carefully threaded her arms over the bottom rope. “Why do you look so sad, bitch?” Sylvia peppered her foe's cheeks with light slaps designed more to humiliate than hurt. “Did you finally figure out the wrestling ring isn't a bounce house?”
“Screw you!” Starfire groaned. “I'm gonna smash your arrogant ass from all four corners before this is oveRRRAAAAAAHHHHHH!”
Sylvia hooked her thumbs into the corners of Estrina's mouth and wrenched her head back, the Asian Sensation's lips mouth twisted into an awful grin. “Look at that!” Sylvia scoffed. “Even YOU know you're talking nonsense! Can't even say that shit without smiling, can—”
“Get it out of the ropes, Sylvia!” Long warned from inside the ring. “I won't tell you again!”
“I bet he will tell me again.” Castillo deadpanned to her adversary. “Just like I bet I'll tear your face apart again.”
On that note she drew in close and planted a taunting smooch on Starfire's forehead! Sylvia let loose with a flourish and strolled down the narrow aisle to the next corner while Estrina hurriedly pulled her arms free of the binding strand. On all fours shortly thereafter, she crawled over to the corner and grabbed hold of the second rope on either side of the middle buckle. She'd just managed to steady her breathing when a warning from the crow—“NNNNGGGGHHHHH!”
Castillo repaid the Meteora with a pair of knees delivered full force between the penitent brunette's shoulders! Starfire's head bounced against the roughly-padded steel and she twisted over into a seat that saw her arms hanging loose over the bottom strand. Another blur of motion and her situation grew considerably worse as Sylvia returned for another strafing run, only the terrible tyro led with her right elbow, the point of which she THWHUMPED into Starfire's cheekbone!
EXISTENTIAL DREAD:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=iIYWM0sc2pY
That bout of Existential Dread left Starfire stretched out and twitching, which made it all the easier for SIC to grab both ankles and draaaaaaaaaaaag her out to the middle of the squared circle. Once there she folded Estrina into a Matchbook, then stepped forward and dropped to her knees, Castillo pinning the former Lightweight Champion with a brazen predicament good for...
ONE...
TWO...
THRENOOOOOOOO!
Estrina twisted / slid out from beneath Sylvia's perch to deny her victory by the slimmest of margins! Castillo favored Long with a 'that's how we're doing this?' look, though she didn't bother to waste her breath questioning the count.
Instead she stood up and skipped over to Estrina's right side, where she planted her right foot beneath the other brunette's bicep. In the next instant she bent down, seized possession of Starfire's wrist and threaded that arm snug against her calf. Still holding onto the Singaporean's wrist, she stepped across and pivoted around, the second-generation star using her foot and the Wristlock to roll Estrina onto her belly. Dropping to one knee meant Estrina's arm was effectively caught in a pincer comprised of Castillo's thigh and calf. Aside from being quite painful, it ensured the Celestial Stunner had one less limb to defend herself when SIC leaned forward and took hold of her foe's right ankle.
Concern from those assembled when Castillo hunkered forward to grab hold of Estrina's right ankle. Pulling the lower limb back so that the sole of her boot pointed toward the rafters, Sylvia lifted Starfire's leg off the canvas, then halved her grip so she could hook a few fingers into the Asian Sensation's knee-pad. A few sharp tugs once again stripping the the joint of its invaluable protection.
“You said you're medically cleared, right?”
Starfire wriggled this way and that trying to slide free of the trap, but Castillo just put a little more weight on her pinioned arm. After a moment she snarled, “Yeah, I'm cleared. And I'm gonna stay that RRGGHHH!”
Eyes alight, Sylvia yanked Starfire's leg as high as she could, then THUMPED her bare knee down on the thinly-sheathed plywood!
“My, aren't you ever the optimist.” SIC murmured as she repeated the bludgeoning punishment two, three, FOUR more times! “As if I needed another reason another reason to despise you.”
Carefully tucking Starfire's boot under her left arm, Sylvia punched the bare knee with a few punches delivered for sheer spite, then craaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaanked back on the Tenebrous Lock in a concentrated effort to undo all that physical therapy
TENEBROUS LOCK @ 00:35
www.youtube.com/watch?v=MyoxFhi_DH4
"AHHHHHH!" The piercing scream of agony tore through the arena as Starfire found herself ensnared in an excruciating hold that threatened to unravel all her rehabilitation efforts. Her body contorted in anguish, every muscle tensing against the torment coursing through her, sweat beading on her brow as she fought to maintain her composure amidst the searing pain. With every passing second, the intensity of the submission hold seemed to magnify, threatening to overwhelm her senses and shatter her resolve.
With sweat-soaked strands of hair clinging to her face, and her body racked with agony, Starfire's determination refused to be snuffed out. With just a free arm, each agonizing crawl brought her closer to salvation, the rough texture of the ring canvas grinding against her palms as she fought through the searing pain. The ropes loomed tantalizingly close, a lifeline beckoning her to safety amidst the storm of agony. With a primal roar of effort, Starfire reached out, her fingers grazing the coarse strands of the ring ropes. Finally, with a final burst of willpower, Starfire seized the sanctuary of the ropes, her fingers clutching desperately as she sought refuge from the unrelenting torment.
"LET GO!" Estrina demanded as she draped her arm over the bottom rope and the referee rushed to her aid to enforce the break. As the referee counted to 'FOUR!', Sylvia's relentless assault on Estrina's injured knee continued unabated, taking advantage of the full four count she had to inflict further damage before relinquishing the hold.
As the referee knelt beside the fallen Starfire, concern etched across his face, he inquired earnestly about her condition, seeking to ascertain whether she was still able to compete. But before Estrina could respond, Sylvia, driven by her relentless determination to secure victory, brushed aside the referee's inquiries with a dismissive wave, refusing to allow any interruption to her assault.
Ignoring the official's presence, Sylvia seized hold of Estrina, hauling her back to her feet and trapped her head in a Front Facelock. With a fluid motion, Sylvia twisted her body, positioning herself face up before driving Estrina's neck forcefully into her upraised knee, the impact echoing through the arena with a sickening thud.
NECKBREAKER ON KNEE:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=X8-Hlhz_SNY
The Celestial Stunner collapsed onto the canvas, clutching the back of her neck in agony. Beside her, a determined Sylvia wasted no time pressing down on Estrina's shoulders, hooking her legs for the cover. The referee dropped to the mat, slapping the canvas once...
ONE!
The crowd held its breath, the tension palpable in the air as the count began.
TWO!
Estrina's fans urged her on, their voices rising in a crescendo of support, hoping against hope for a miraculous comeback.
Before the referee's hand could complete its descent for the third time, Estrina summoned every ounce of her resilience. With a defiant roar, she kicked out with a burst of energy, breaking the pin just in the nick of time, much to the disgust and irritation of Sylvia.
Castillo attempted to maintain control by grabbing hold of Starfire's locks, but Estrina swiftly swatted her arms away with a sharp motion. In one fluid movement, she pivoted on her heel and delivered a devastating Spinning Back Fist right into SIC's jaw! Sylvia staggered backward, momentarily stunned by the unexpected blow from the Celestial Stunner.
URAKEN:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=u_MjHqsYwFI
As Sylvia spun around to face her opponent, The Celestial Stunner seized the opportunity to strike. With a swift motion, Starfire leapt into the air, her knee connecting with precision as she delivered a devastating Celestial High Knee right into Sylvia's chin! The impact was thunderous, sending Sylvia crashing to the canvas, seemingly unconscious.
CELESTIAL HIGH KNEE:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=5UDa0kabGWU
But as the crowd erupted into cheers for Starfire's impressive move, a sharp, searing pain shot through Estrina's right knee upon landing. She crumpled to the canvas in agony, her hand instinctively reaching to clutch her injured knee.
Estrina took some moments to recover but managed to drag herself on top of Sylvia's body for the...
ONE!
TWO!
THRNOOO!!!!
As the referee's hand slapped the canvas for the third count, the arena erupted into a frenzy of cheers and applause. But to the disbelief of the crowd, Sylvia summoned a last burst of energy, defiantly kicking out just milliseconds before the three-count. Estrina, exhausted and in pain, rolled off Sylvia with frustration etched deep on her face. She glanced at the referee, incredulous at the near fall. Still, the Singaporean rose to her feet with a noticeable limp, determined to deliver a humbling experience to the newcomer.
Unable to move as she wished to with one bad leg, The Celestial Stunner opted for a move uncharacteristic of her high-flying style. Pulling Sylvia up by her waistband, Estrina seized Sylvia's wrist in her right hand. From there she planted right hand on the small of Sylvia’s back and sent her into a spin before reeling Sylvia back in with a hard yank and cracked a stiff SLAP across Sylvia's cheek!
The crowd cheered as The Celestial Stunner pulled a page out of her rival's playbook!
BITCHMAKER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=dl1TPc-bdvU
Sylvia's eyes glazed over from the impact of the slap as she crumpled to her knees, her senses momentarily overwhelmed. Seizing the opportunity, Estrina wasted no time, shoving Sylvia forcefully back against the canvas and covering her for the pin-fall.
ONE!
TWO!
THRNOOO!!!
As the Celestial Stunner rolled onto her back, Sylvia mirrored her, both wrestlers exhausted and spent from the intense battle. As the referee initiated the count, both wrestlers started to stir, each rolling onto their hands and knees, aching and exhausted. With determination etched on their faces, they crawled toward each other, their movements slow and deliberate.
With sweat dripping from their exhausted bodies, they reached out and grabbed each other by the hair, their fingers tangling in the sweaty strands as they pulled themselves closer. Faces contorted in pain and determination, they locked eyes and began to exchange heated words, their voices filled with defiance and resolve even in the midst of their exhaustion.
Incensed by what she considered a remarkably reckless series of choices by her adversary, SIC yanked Estrina's head this way and that before halving her grip so she could SLAP the Singaporean's cheek over and over again. “How foolish can you be?” she barked at the fuming battler. “You can barely stand let alone move, yet you insist on going airborne for every GGGRRRMMMHHH!”
Starfire answered with some hair-pulling of her own before shifting one hand south so could smash Castillo's cheeks between thumb and forefinger in a humiliating fish-face! “It's called Fighting Spirit!” the former Lightweight Champion barked. “You'd understand if you had any, too bad you're a gutless little brat that can't take a hitTMMMPPPGGHHHH!”
Sylvia abandoned her slaps for a rough HOM Smother, the second-generation grappler smashing Estrina's lips beneath the heel of her palm while simultaneously trapping the brunette's nostrils between steely fingers! “You call it spirit, I call it idiocy. Whatever the name, we both know the truth. It's nothing more than the last refuge of a woman who can't admit when she's outclassed in every NGH! NGH! NGH!”
Starfire liked smooshing Castillo's cheeks, but she ALSO loved warming the younger wrestler's chest with a trio of brisk overhand Slaps! She tacked on three more in short order, then laid claim to Sylvia's chin and teased, “You're lucky I'm satisfied slapping your face, little girl. Next time you disrespect me I'll do what your mother should've done years ago and put you over my knee for a spankAAARRRGGHHRRK!”
Ending the slaps and hair-pulling so she had her hands at her disposal, Syl flattened both out and jammed them into Starfire's armpits only to raaaaaaaaaaaake down as hard as she could! In the next instant she crooked her right hand into a talon and dragged it across the Celestial Stunner's eyes! As for the left, she fashioned her middle and index fingers into a prong which she stuffed into Estrina's mouth in a particularly vile twist on the Mandible Claw!
Breath rasping and grating around Castillo's intruding fingers, Estrina jammed her eyes shut to blot the worst of the sworls from her vision. She also clamped one hand around SIC's wrist and SLAPPED her face with the other, the Princess of Perspiration desperate to extricate herself from this—Sylvia twisted her head to the side and viciously BIT down on Starfire's slappin' hand! Abandoning her grasp on the newcomer's wrist so she could pull her hair twice as hard, Estrina slowly clambered to verticality while Castillo did the same, the brunettes almost tummy to tummy because they simply refused to let go of one ano—“OOOFFFHH!”
Starfire pumped her good (left) knee into the pit of Sylvia's stomach, then stomped on her toes for good measure! Another Kneelift let Estrina spit the Latina's hand out of her mouth and as soon as she was loose she swung 'round to Castillo's left side and slipped her right leg over the other wrestler's left thigh. Bracing her left hand against the nape of Sylvia's neck, Estrina forced her foe to bend down so she could throw her left leg over the nape of Sylvia's neck! In the same motion she hunched across Castillo's back, grabbed hold of her right wrist in both hands and craaaaaaaaaaaaanked back on the captured limb to complete the Octopus!
OCTOPUS:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=BYy5TBQS1T8
“GIVE UP!” Estrina bellowed as she repeatedly smashed her left leg down on the back of Castillo's head. “DO IT OR I'LL BREAK YOUR ARM!” She yanked Sylvia's arm this way and that to emphasize the seriousness of the threat.
“I'D LIKE TO SEE YOU FUCKIN' TRY!” Sylvia wailed even as she tried to shove the Asian grappler's leg away from her head. “YOUR SWEATY ASS ISN'T GONNA RRRRRGGGHHHHHHHHH!”
Estrina poured it on, the increased strain causing a noticeable wobble in her opponent's knees. “My sweaty ass is gonna make you submit!” Starfire predicted over the thunderous 'TAP! TAP! TAP!' chants from the FAWNatics. “Go ahead and tell everyone you've had enough, little girl! We know you're not going anyOOOHHHH FAAAAAAAHHHK!”
Castillo formed her left arm into a 'V' and jabbed that elbow into Starfire's right knee over and over and over again! Eventually she was forced to relinquish the Octopus, but rather than merely slink away she flattened both hands into paddles and CLAPPED them down between her foe's shoulders! Switching over to a Wristlock when Castillo cried out and sank to one knee, Starfire hauled her upright, then pointed Syl toward the far corner and sent her on her way with an Irish Wh—NO!
SIC dug in her heels and slung the Celestial Stunner at the buckles in her place! Estrina made the trip in short order despite heavily favoring her right leg. Indeed she managed to twist around and hop into a seat on the top turnbuckle rather than take the impact spine-first. This proved an invaluable decision as Castillo was only a few steps behind, the terrible tyro roaring in with her right arm cranked back for a huge Clothesli—“HHRRGGGH!”
Starfire kicked Castillo's exposed bicep with her left foot, then reached out and snatched a handful of hair! Reeling the other lightweight into a Front Facelock, the Asian Sensation set both feet against the second rope and pushed off to swing around in a gorgeous half circ—Sylvia set her hands against Starfire's tummy and pushed off with all her might! The Facelock disintegrated and the Tornado DDT along with it, Estrina soaring backward through the air to come down safely on both fee—“EEEEEERRRRGGHHHH!”
Starfire's right knee gave out on impact to send the former lightweight champion to the canvas in a painful penance. She'd just started to rise when Castillo charged in and drilled her with a Kneelift between the eyes! Estrina plopped down on her butt, fought back to one knee and got reeled into a Front Facelock. Slinging the Singaporean star's left arm across her shoulders, Sylvia grabbed a handful of waistband and popped her hips with the quickness of a Snap Suplex. Only instead of dropping back she went straight down, Castillo SPIKING the crown of her foe's skull into the deck courtesy a Snap Brainbuster! Eyes as distant as the stars she loved to shoot for in the wake of that great Impending Doom, Estrina didn't even groan when Sylvia floated over and drew that far leg up snug against her chest. Already jeering, the crowd only got louder when Craig Long swooped in to tally a brisk...
IMPENDING DOOM:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZtoAGL_Fo2o
ONE...
TWO...
THREE!
SIC tossed Estrina's leg down so she press both palms into the other brunette's face while the Announcer confirmed, “Ladies and gentlemen, your winner via pin-fall... SYLVIA IVELISSE CASTILLO!”
“Let that be a lesson.” SIC pulled her hands away just so she could stick an index finger under the other brunette's nose. “None of your flippy, gymnastic bull-shit means ANYTHING when you can't land!” Castillo SLAPPED Starfire across the face, then pushed to her feet and held out a hand to the referee so he could raise it for the crowd.
Craig did so, though it only earned more jeers from the disappointed throng. Their disdain didn't seem to bother Sylvia, if anything her smile was a little bit wider as she strolled over to the nearest corner and hopped onto the second turnbuckle to better bad-mouth the haters on the other side of the guardrail. She'd delivered some choice words about the grappling tastes of morons on three out of four sides and was about to complete the set when she realized Long had managed to help Estrina make it to verticality. Good mood disappearing, she changed course to circle around behind the Celestial Stunner, then rushed in and dove low to THUMP the ball of her left shoulder into the pit of Starfire's right knee!
“AAAAAARRRRHHH FAAAAAAAAAAHHHHK!” Estrina wailed in blindsided anguish as she dropped to the deck with that wounded joint already drawn tight to her chest!
“What the hell are you doing, Sylvia?” Craig barked at the fuming brunette. “Try that again and I'll—”
“You'll what?” Castillo interrupted. “Tell me again, only louder? The better question is, what are you doing? Don't bother to answer, I'll tell you. You're enabling bad behavior. How is this outclassed idiot ever going to improve if you just rush to help her up after every crash landing? She won't! Not only will she not improve, but she'll go on making the same. Stupid. Decisions! Isn't that right, Estrina?”
SIC whipped around, snatched hold of the Celestial Stunner's right ankle and yanked her leg out straight just to spin around it and drop to her knees, driving both joints into her foe's knee and thigh respectively!
“BITCH!” Starfire sat up like the mat was electrified and started throwing wild punches at the vicious ingenue. “GET AWAY FROM ME OR I'LL NGH! NGH! NGH!”
Castillo responded with a few heavy Forearm Smashes to the other brunette's chest before she stood up and used that same grip on Starfire's right ankle to roll Estrina onto her stomach.
“Don't even think about it, Sylvia!” Long warned as SIC moved into position on her foe's right side. “Just let her go and get out of—”
“Just go ahead and call as many referees as you can.” the brunette interrupted. “At least then you won't be wasting your breath.” With that Sylvia dropped to a seat, braced her own right knee into the pit of Starfire's right knee and yaaaaaaaaaaaanked back on the Singaporean's ankle while simultaneously planting her feet and stretching out flat to apply as much torque as humanly possible.
BREAK THE HOLD, DAMMIT!
www.youtube.com/watch?v=te1qWeYTqdY
Estrina shrieked at the top of her lungs and threw both hands across the back of her head, though only a few more seconds wrenching had her slapping the mat as hard as she could.
Sylvia saw it and smiled, but shook her head 'no'. “Say it!” she sneered to Starfire. “Say you submit or I'll never let you—”
Estrina hooked her right arm across Castillo's throat and damned if she didn't start to draw her in for either a Headlock or another version of the Pits of Starfire! Eyes wide with fury at this show of pig-headed resistance, Castillo thrust her head forward and sank her teeth into the other brunette's forearm! “AAAARRRHHHH YOU BITCH!” Estrina tried to draw the loop closed, but Sylvia kept on biting and soon she abandoned the effort in favor of pulling her own hair to spread out the pain.
“I'm still waiting!” SIC sniped. “Say it before I get bored and really start to hurt—oh for fuck's sake.”
Syl released the hold of her own volition and rolled away half a heartbeat before a veritable avalanche of black and white poured into the ring! Sighing in disgusted as the zebras situated themselves between her and the Celestial Stunner, Castillo raised both hands over her head and before standing up and easing her way through the ropes.
“I count four... five... six referees!” the submission specialist called to Estrina as the officials began tending to the injured lightweight. “Just imagine how many they'll have to bring if you're stupid enough to face me again!”
The threat brought out the vitriol from the FAWNatics, alas Sylvia only smooched her fingertips and slapped 'em against her backside en route to strolling down the aisle, thus leaving the hapless do-gooders to deal with the mess she'd made of a former Lightweight Champion.