Post by bigfan on Jan 30, 2017 1:22:46 GMT
It was a few hours prior to the opening bell when Estrina Starfire entered the arena with her gym bag slung over one shoulder and her trusty wrestling boots hanging from the other. Far from her scanty in-ring attire, she’s clad in a leather jacket, tank-top, wash-faded denim and fashionable boots. Having familiarized herself with the inner workings of the arena rather quickly, Starfire made her way through catering, then down the hall past wardrobe, where Lily Burlingame was looking over new trunks with one of the seamstresses. Exchanging a nod with the former Lightweight Champion, Estrina continued on her way to a T-intersection, went left and-- "UNGH!" Collided with someone in an impromptu shoulder check that knocked them both back on their heels.
“Ooofffh. Sorry about that.” Estrina said without looking as she picked her gym bag off the ground.
The other woman, a sturdy redhead of about her size, rolled her shoulders and adjusted her leather jacket. "I don't need apologies, I need you to watch where you're going, new meat."
Starfire‘s eyes narrowed as she squared off with her antagonist. "Easy Red. No need to get aggressive, there are easier ways to pick a fight.”
Claudia Rooney smirked, rolled her eyes. "I've seen what you can do in the ring. Anything I picked with you wouldn't be a fight. It would be a beat-down. Now get the hell out of my way."
"Hold up! You think you can give me a beat-down? I'm the best Southeast Asia has to offer. Why don't you try me?" Estrina dropped her bag and removed her jacket, clearly ready for a fight.
Claudia didn’t bother to remove her jacket, this punk's not worth her time. She did however, step in to go nose to nose with the brunette. "I've beat the best this division has to offer, you're just skank in a thong who's here to take punishment. And if I was going to punish you, I'd do it in the ring. But I'm not, because I don't fight bytches who can't make me sweat."
"Ha!" Estrina scoffed. "You sure talk a lot of smack for someone who has never held a title before. Unlike me, I win gold in Southeast Asia and left as a champion. You? Have what it takes to beat me down? You're not even in my league." Starfire paused to smirk at the American. "See what happened to Daisy? That's just a preview. I am gonna dominate this company!"
Claudia smiled, raised her hands and started to back off, only to lunge forward and shove the brunette with all her strength. "You think one match makes you a bad-ass? You're nothing but trashy bikini meat for the real wrestlers to toss around. Now get out of here before I decide to make an example of you."
Estrina looked away, her expression that of someone tasting something bitter. Eventually she returned her gaze to Rooney. "I'd love to see you try." she muttered rocking Claudia back on her heels with a hard shove.
Claudia rolled her eyes again and turned to leave, only to whip around and CRAAACK a huge Bytch Slap off Estrina's mouth! "Want some more, you piece of trash?"
The slap left Estrina dumbfounded for a few breathless seconds. Shortly after, Estrina locked eyes with Claudia, her dark eyes tossing sparks. "YOU BITCH!" she lunged forward, grabbed her by the collar and tried to toss her to the ground.
Claudia dug in with both feet, snatched hold of Estrina's jacket and pivoted around to THUMP her against the hallway wall. "Yeah, I am a bytch." she cooed. "And if you don't watch out, you'll be MY bytch!"
Hearing the commotion, FAWN technicians and officials appeared at the end of the hallway and quickly rushed in to prevent the pair of prized assets from coming to blows.
"Listen to me you mouthy bytch!” Starfire barked. “You want to fight? I’m not hard to find. I’ll be waiting in the ring, Anytime! Anyplace! I’ll kick your ass!”
"Oh, it's in the ring now? I thought it was anytime, anyplace?” Claudia taunted. “I knew you were gutless trash. You don't deserve to be in the ring with me." With that she lunged by the nearest official and SLAPPED Starfire again before raising her hands and retreating into the crowd of black & white!
"DAMMIT, LET ME GO!!" the brunette roared, clearly in a rage after suffering two humiliating slaps from Claudia
The Silent Siren only waved, blew the brunette a kiss and turned around, strutting down the hall.
Freeing herself from the meddling officials shortly thereafter, Starfire made a beeline for the executive suites.
Anciline DeCyr’s office, to be exact.
Storming by the secretary without so much as a word, she barged into the Frenchwoman’s office and shouted, “I want a match with that bytch, Rooney! She needs to be taught a lesson, TONIGHT!” Estrina slammed a fist against the antique desk to emphasize her point.
Ancilne deCyr, arched an eyebrow and leaned back in her chair. "First off cherie, it is traditional to knock before entering my office. Second, someone should've told you I don't respond well to demands. Third, you already HAVE a match tonight and it's not against Claudia. Thankfully you'll be battling Eve Choldstone and I know she'll be more than happy to help you work off this aggression. Now go get changed and don't EVER barge in here like that again."
"Give. Me. Claudia." Estrina repeated.
The Frenchwoman sighed and tapped her pen against the blotter. "Clearly you're upset, so I'm going to tolerate this slight just long enough to make you a promise. Impress me in your outing against the Fallen Angel and I'll see to it that you get Mademoiselle Rooney at some future date. Now, if that deal is acceptable, turn and leave without saying a word. If you'd like to be carried out by my security, open your mouth and see what happens."
Estrina nodded and walked out of the Frenchwomen's office in a fog of apoplectic anger. She proceeded to the dressing room to get prepared for tonight’s bout. While changing, all she could think of was Claudia and how she wanted to smash her up. That being said, her only ticket to Claudia was through Eve and that meant she had a monster to slay.
*****
Intrigued by the prospects presented by the names on his cards, the Ring Announcer stepped into the spotlight and cleared his throat. “Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall, with a twenty minute time limit. Introducing first, hailing from Singapore, she stands at five feet four inches tall and weighs in this evening at one hundred and twelve pounds, this is ESTRINA STARRRRRFIIREEEE!”
ESTRINA STARFIRE:
The pyrotechnics and Estrina's entrance music started going off.
Fans of the lovely Asian started cheering loudly as soon as she entered the arena, but their heroine didn’t respond as usual as she was still seething with anger and thinking only of how to vent upon her opponent. At the ring in a few seconds, she mounted the top rope and finally offered the customary greeting to her burgeoning fan-base, then it right down into her corner to warm up for the battle ahead. To say that her entrance was unusual, quick and a bit awkward for her supporters would be quite the understatement.
After Estrina’s music faded, the Announcer let silence reign for a few seconds before he said, “And introducing her opponent, representing the Frighteners and hailing from Arkham Massachusetts, she stands at five feet five inches tall and weighs in at one hundred and nineteen pounds. She is the Creeping Terror, the Lurking Fear, the Haunter of the Dark! Allow me to bring to you, EVE CHOLDSTONE!”
HELTER SKELTER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=ntUIjp6yxj8
Mere mention of the Monster’s name raised a scream from the sound system, which in turn sent the house lights into a fluttering panic, each and every one of them guttering and sputtering as if in the grip of a daemonic wind. Adding to the overall strangeness was the sulfurous green mist seeping up through the floor of the stage. Over this eerie tableau came a warbling guitar and the FAWNatics offered up a surprisingly hearty cheer as ’Helter Skelter’ rolled on. Beatlemaniacs old and new sprang to their feet and when Sir Paul started to sing, they joined in.
When I get to the bottom I go back to the top of the slide
Where I stop and I turn and then I go for a ride
'Til I get to the bottom and I see you again, yeah, yeah, yeah!
The third ‘yeah’ drew a shadow from the fog and a deeper, rumbling roar issued from the throats of those fans that liked their brunette’s wicked and their heroine’s anti. Basking in the howling of her Children of the Night, Eve threw back her head and pressed the tip of her left thumb against the right side of her throat. Twisting her head even as she drew the dagger across her neck, Eve bared her teeth in a wolfish grin then started toward the ring and the exotic brunette that waited therein.
EVE CHOLDSTONE:
An intoxicating combination of dangerous and alluring, Choldstone wore a black leather bikini emblazoned with a white, wispy cobweb design. Her boots and pads were of the same glossy black and the look was finished with a battered pair of fingerless leather gloves. Moving through the fog like she‘d been born in it, (this might have been true for all the fans knew) Eve stormed up the steps, then wiped her boots on the apron and vaulted over the ropes.
Zeroed in on the Awesome Asian the instant she touched down, Choldstone went to the center of the ring where she bared her throat and slashed it one more time. Estrina didn’t react save for a slight growl, which was fine with Eve. Very soon now she’d have the international star in her thrall and all would be right with the world. The ref, moving with no small degree of caution, laid a hand on Eve’s arm and led her back to the corner for final inspections, during which he started no less than half a dozen times. Satisfied, he backed off quick and called for the bell.
The CLANG of the bell was still echoing in the cheap seats when Estrina tore out of her corner at top speed. Eve, no stranger to facing down rampaging adversaries of all sorts and kinds, grabbed hold of the top rope, hopped up and slid out onto the apron mere heartbeats before the Asian import THUMPED a pair of knees into the spot recently occupied by her sternum.
“Easy there, princess.” Choldstone held one hand out to her adversary even as she edged her way down the narrow ledge of apron. “I can’t believe I’m the one calling for cooler heads, but maybe you wanna slow down so we can talk about what’s--”
Starfire charged again, so Eve reared back, leapt onto the top rope and soared over the incoming brunette with a Springboard that took her well beyond the center of the ring.
Wheeling around the instant her feet touched the canvas, Choldstone raised her hands and settled into a deep crouch in anticipation of her opponent’s next assault. “Listen Starchild or whatever your name is, I don’t know what’s twisted your thong, but you’re gonna wanna dial it back before you get--” she would’ve said ‘hurt’ if Estrina hadn’t rushed, leapt and fired a Dropkick at the American’s jaw.
Through with defense for the moment, Choldstone raised a guard and swatted Starfire’s feet aside, leaving her to land hard on her left hip and shoulder. Estrina winced, rolled to her stomach and quickly rose to one knee. Regarding Eve with narrow, angry eyes, she growled, “Why don’t you just shut your mouth and fi--”
THWHAP!
The Fallen Angel balanced on her left foot and flicked her right into the meat of Starfire’s left bicep in a nasty little kick. “Trust me baby, you really don’t want that. If I shut up it means I’m only focused on kicking your ass. And with the mood you’re in right now, it wouldn’t take me long to finish you--”
The white-clad lovely launched offa one knee with the intention of tackling Choldstone to the mat, unfortunately Eve saw it coming and stepped back at the last second, leaving her on all fours in front of the black-hearted brunette. Catching Estrina’s noggin in a Front Facelock, Choldstone leaned forward, kicked one leg straight back and brought it forward to THWHUNK against the crown of opposing skull. Estrina groaned, got her hands up but it wasn’t enough to keep Eve from rattling her brain with three more knees delivered over the course of less than five seconds.
Hauling Starfire to verticality only after the other woman’s arms were almost limp at her sides, Eve tossed Estrina’s near arm over her shoulders, then reached down and hooked her right leg in a snug cradle. Estrina’s foot had just barely left the canvas when Eve dropped her hips and peeled off a gorgeous bridge that THWHUMPED the Singapore Superstar down on the back of her head and shoulders. In no mood to linger with an opponent as fired up as this one, Choldstone maintained the bridge and pushed up on her tiptoes in an effort to keep the Fisherman’s Suplex in place for the…
SNAP FISHERMAN’S SUPLEX:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=R9ZyS2MNiQw
ONE…
TWO…
KICKOUT!
Estrina kicked out with a full second to spare. However, her head was still reeling after taking the knee shots to the head.
“You should have stayed down for three darling, now I’m really gonna kick your ass.” Eve cooed into Estrina’s ear as she picked her up by a handful of hair. Out of nowhere, Estrina grabbed Eve by the waist and threw the Fallen Angel overhead in a bridging Northern Lights Suplex.
NORTHERN LIGHTS SUPLEX:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Vhueznjlym8
Eve kicked out immediately after the count of ‘ONE!’
Estrina quickly rose to her feet and landed a textbook Dropkick on the jaw of the black hearted brunette as she was getting up. Wasting no time, Estrina grabbed her opponent’s noggin in a Side Headlock and took off across the ring to deliver a huge Running Bulldog!
“Yeahhhhhhhh!!!” Estrina pumped herself up as she picked up more momentum.
Both wrestlers moved into opposite corners. Eve trying to get onto her feet with the aid of the ropes while The Awesome Asian needed some distance to nail her next attack.
The instant the Fallen Angel rose, Estrina came out of her corner like a rocket and launched both her knees into the head of Eve. Understandably groggy, Eve shuffled forward a few steps before planting her buttocks on the ground.
“If I can’t get Claudia tonight I’m gonna vent all my anger on you!” Estrina shouted as she TWHUMPED a pair of running knees to Eve‘s face!
CORNER DOUBLE KNEE SMASH:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=S52ghhbUZHk
Not slowing down the offense, Estrina dragged the Fallen Angel out of the corner and flipped her over into a painful Boston Crab.
“Urghhhhhhhh! ” Choldstone grunted as Estrina locked the move in deep.
“Don’t go giving up on me! I‘m not through with you yet!” Estrina warned Eve.
“Urghhhh..Don’t get so cocky you bytch! ARGHHHH!!! NOOOOOO!” Eve shouted as the referee asked her if she wanted to submit. Digging her nails into the mat, Eve dragged her tormenter halfway to the ropes before Estrina decided to focus all her strength and pressure into a Single Leg Crab! “ARGHHHHHHH!! SHYT!” Eve pushed her body off the ground as she denied the ref a second time.
“YOU’RE NOT GOING ANYWHERE!”, Estrina screamed as she pulled Eve’s leg farther and farther back. Eve’s chest fell to the mat as she stuffed her face into the crook of her elbow to stifle the pain.
“Hey Claudia! You watching?! This is me kicking ass! And pretty soon it’s gonna be your ass!”, Estrina shouted as the cameraman started filming her from the front.
In the heat of the moment, Eve started dragging Estrina again. This time, she made it to the ropes.
“Good! I want to make an example out of you!” Estrina snarled as she picked Eve up in a Front Facelock. Throwing Eve’s arm over her head, Estrina proceeded to haul the other brunette up and over, with not one, not two, but three Snap Suplexes!
SNAP SUPLEXES!
www.youtube.com/watch?v=w_4XqYidBUQ
The Awesome Asian quickly ascended the turnbuckle where she waited for her unsuspecting opponent to get up. Eve struggled to her feet only to greeted by Estrina with a Diving Crossbody as she turned around!
ONE!
TWO!
THREEENOOOO!!
Eve kicked out of a near fall and rolled out of the ring to catch her breath. The referee started to count her out.
“ONE… TWO…. THREE….”
Getting impatient, the white-clad brunette rebound from the far side of the ring, accelerated herself and dove through the ropes!
But Starfire’s desire to send a message to the Red Menace came at a high price, one that arrived due in the form of Eve THWHACKING a huge Palm Strike off her cheek as the Asian import was halfway through the strands!
Momentum stopped cold by the pinpoint strike, Estrina hung limp over the second rope, her arms dangling uselessly as she tried to clear the fireworks in her skull. Quite happy to have slowed the aggressive highflier to a crawl, Choldstone flipped hair off her face and took a few deep breaths to steady herself out. Once she had her bearing back, the black-hearted brunette hopped onto the apron and helped herself to Estrina’s biceps.
“I get that you’re in a shitty mood tonight. From all that screaming earlier it seems like you’ve had your first run-in with Rooney. I don’t blame you for being pissed, believe me, that chick rubs everyone the wrong way. BUT when you storm out here screaming about how you’re going to make an example out of me? Sweetie, then you and I are going to have problems.”
Starfire shook her head but couldn’t manage anything like a real response, so Eve straightened her up as best she could and neatly draped both arms over the top rope. Positioned to the right of her adversary, Choldstone flattened one hand into a paddle and made a show of smacking her opponent’s chest several times. “Nice aren’t they?” she called to the crowd. “Yeah, I think they’re gonna kick real good!”
The slaps finally started to bring Estrina around and she flushed when she realized the predicament. “Duuuhhhh…. don’t even think about it.” she groaned. “I’ll make you sorry if NNGGHH! NGGGHH! NNGGHHH!”
Not about to be intimidated by a newb she’d tied up herself, Eve grabbed the top rope for balance, then set her feet and THWHACKED a dozen high, hard kicks off the Singapore native’s tits in rapid succession! The FAWNatics cheered every sternum-shivering impact, but with Estrina in the ropes it was an illegal hold, so it wasn’t long before the official hurried over and started his count.
Eve stopped at ‘THREE!’ but treated Starfire to a rough pie-face that shoved her head to the side.
Back in the ring immediately thereafter, the Fallen Angel pulled her opponent’s arms off the strands and snuggled in behind to slap a Waistlock around her midsection. Digging her hands deep into the other brunette’s belly, Choldstone lifted her up and eased backward, Starfire’s toes hanging only inches above the canvas. An impressive show of strength for a Lightweight, one that became worthy of the highlight reel when she dipped her hips and snapped backward in a gorgeous bridge that planted Estrina flush on the back of her head. Bridging onto her toes the instant she put Starfire on the mat, Eve held on tight for…
DEAD-LIFT GERMAN SUPLEX:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=agzNMHrmbgo
ONE…
TWO…
Starfire bucked her hips and rolled onto her stomach, breaking the bridge with a full second to spare. Beside her, Eve pushed to one knee, eyed the ref and ‘flicked’ her trunks back into place. When he responded with nothing but two fingers, she plunged her hands into Estrina’s hair and hauled her to boot leather. Swinging around behind her foe, Choldstone slipped her arms under Starfire’s biceps and locked her hands in a Full Nelson, then she dipped her knees and yanked Estrina off the mat so fast that her legs swung backward and wound up hooked over the American’s thighs!
HANGING FULL NELSON:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=uA8gKI4nQzQ
Squatting down to make sure the Awesome Asian couldn’t escape the painful trap without a lot of trouble, Eve jostled the Nelson back and forth and rocked her burden up and down to put more pressure on her inner thighs. “Cooled down enough, baby?” she asked after ten seconds of punishment. “I’ll let go whenever you’re ready to tap out!”
“No..you bi…AHHHHHHH!” the Haunter of the Dark tightened the hold before Estrina could finish her sentence.
“What did you say? You give?” Eve continued to put pressure on the white-clad Asian causing her to yelp.
“Nooo! Noooooooooo!”, Estrina answered the ref after he asked her if she wanted to submit.
Growing sick and tired of her opponent’s resilience, Eve fell forward and slammed Estrina’s face into the mat. Hooking her elbow, she rolled Starfire over and covered for…
ONE!
TWO!
THREEENOOO!
Estrina kicked out of a near fall when everyone thought it is over! The crowd was elated and began cheering for Starfire to rally. Estrina was however, too dazed to respond after taking a brutal blow her head. Raking her sweated-matted hair backwards, Eve pulled Estrina up by the ears but Estrina dropped to one knee moments after she was on her feet, seemingly suffering from a concussion.
Despite the referee’s pleas to pause the match for a moment to check on Estrina, Eve lifted Estrina’s body perpendicular to herself and drove the Asian’s ribs into one knee.
“Ommppfff” Estrina grunted as Eve lifted her up again and executed a second Rib Breaker, except for this time, the ring shook harder upon impact.
Dumping Estrina to the ground, Choldstone saluted the crowd with a raised fist as Starfire held her ribs in pain. Not slowing down the offense, Eve mounted Estrina’s back and lifted her head by the chin. Raising her fist in the air, Eve began pounding her fist into the other woman’s face over and over again. The official came over and pulled the American off to check on Estrina.
“Are you okay?” he asked.
“Yes… Don’t stop the match” Estrina muttered as she pushed herself off the ground while Eve waited in the corner. On her feet a few seconds later, she Asian Import raised her fists and beckoned Eve forward, looking to continue to fight albeit her dizzy condition.
“Ask and ye shall receive, Lite Brite.” Eve stalked over to her opponent and began pounding Estrina on the ropes while kicked off another count. Eve backed off at ‘FOUR’ while Estrina draped her arms over the ring ropes for support. The Fallen Angel grabbed Starfire’s head with both arms and peeled her off the ring ropes when the brunette suddenly slapped the clasp away and whirled around to THWHAP Eve with a Spinning Backfist!
SPINNING BACKFIST:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=lJQNIDSxdCg
Both wrestlers stood unsteadily before falling to the ground, with Estrina lying on her back over Eve. With Choldstone’s shoulder on the mat, the referee swooped in to count…
ONE!
TWO!
THR-
Eve hooked her right arm under Estrina’s left shoulder, threaded her right thigh under the right shoulder and rolled onto her left hip to stack the surprised battler on her shoulders for the…
ONE…
TWO…
THRENOOOO!
The frantic bicycling of Starfire’s legs freed her from the Crucifix with a half second to spare and she somersaulted backward onto her haunches, a position that would’ve been safe if Eve wasn’t so damned quick. Springing to a low crouch the instant Estrina escaped her confines, the black-hearted brunette charged forward and THWHACKED her right shin into the side of the Asian’s skull! Knocked sprawling through the Door to Silence, Estrina went down in a heap and offered no objection when Choldstone fell across her chest in an ungainly back-press. Hooking the far leg tight, Eve leaned all her weight into the other woman’s upper body while the ref counted…
THE DOOR TO SILENCE:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=6lUAc1KVAQc
ONE…
TWO…
THRENOOOO!
Starfire twitched out of the predicament within a whisper of ‘THREE!’ the narrowness of her escape prompting Eve to hold up three incredulous fingers to the official. “Are you SHYTTING me!” she demanded after he responded with two. “I just caved her head in, you really want her to leave on a stretcher?”
“Of course not, Eve. But she kicked out, whether you like it or not. You want the match to be over? Make sure she doesn’t kick out.”
The Fallen Angel fetched a deep sigh and flipped hair off her face. “Fine. I’ll make her stay down. But you’re the one who’s gotta peel her off the mat afterward.”
Leaving the zebra to contemplate the mess he’d made for himself, Choldstone helped herself to a double handful of Starfire’s hair and dragged her to a woozy verticality. A quick Toe Kick doubled the white-clad lovely over, rendering her nigh defenseless when Eve laid claim to her left wrist and spun into position off that side. From there she hooked her right leg over the back of Starfire’s head and pushed up tiptoes, a sure sign Estrina was on the Eve of Destruct--NO! Eve snapped her leg forward and down and would’ve planted the Asian on the back of her head, but Estrina spiraled out of the trap and ended up on her feet while Choldstone dropped to one knee. Moving fast for someone who’d had their bell rung hard only seconds ago, Estrina rushed in, snagged her brunette in a Front Facelock and snapped down onto her back to THWHONK her foe’s forehead to the canvas with a Short DDT!
SHORT DDT:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=5Mhnw-GhYKQ
Eve hit hard but didn’t tumble to her back, at least not until Estrina palmed a shoulder and gave her a hard shove. Starfire’s small yet vocal fan-base urged her to go for a cover, however Estrina had something different in mind. Springing to her feet without even attempting a cover, she skipped over the downed battler and made for the ropes as fast as she could. The return trip was made at a much higher rate of speed, not that Eve noticed until the exotic stunner took to the skies and THWHAPPED down across her midsection full-force! Eve’s legs kicked up along with the ‘oooffffhhh’ of her breath, though Estrina only snagged the former for a cover. The ref was in place a heartbeat thereafter, confirming Choldstone’s shoulders were down before rattling off the…
ONE…
TWO…
THRNOOOO!
Eve sat up, shoved Starfire back on her butt and earned a hard slap for her troubles. “So you want to kick out of one Splash, huh? Estrina barked as she got to her feet. “I’ll just have to hit you with a bigger one!”
Knowing just how to do so, the Awesome Asian stamped to the edge of the ring and slipped out on the apron. With Eve still down following the Splash and Slap, Estrina grabbed the rubber-coated steel in both hands and vaulted onto it in a gorgeous Springboard. She paused in this precarious position to let the crowd admire her balance, unfortunately the delay allowed Eve to scramble to her feet and charge the ropes. Frozen for a split second too long, Estrina came down the hard way when Eve lashed out with a Roundhouse that took her across the back of the knees. Legs cut out from under her, Starfire tumbled out into the void and THAWHUNKED the small of her back against the edge of the apron on her way to an ugly landing on the thin blue mats outside the ring.
Estrina laid outside the squared circle writhing and clutching back as the ref started to count.
"ONE… TWO… THREE… FOUR… FIVE…”
Estrina, with much difficulty, got on to one knee and steadied her breathing to relieve the pain. After a few more seconds she straightened up and slid under the bottom rope at the count of ’NINE!’
"You don't know how to stay down don't you?" Eve muttered as she dragged the Estrina back into the center of the ring and flips her over for a Boston Crab of her own. "Give it up, punk!" Eve demanded as she put hellacious pressure on her opponent's injured back.
Estrina wailed in pain and forced her face into the crook of her elbow, shaking her head ‘no’ whenever the ref asked if she submits. A tug-of-war soon ensued between both wrestlers as they tried to drag each other in opposite directions. Using much of her leftover reserves, the Awesome Asian screamed and dragged her twisted frame into the strands leaving a trail of sweat along her path of struggle.
"ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR!" Eve broke the hold before getting disqualified. Capitalizing on Estrina's injured back, she lifted the newcomer by the waist and forcefully dropped her opponent's back onto one knee. Starfire’s face cringed as she dropped to the ground and Choldstone went for the cover.
ONE!
TWO!
THRENOOOOOO!
The Awesome Asian once again demonstrated her mettle against her opponent in this grueling match. Meanwhile, an irritated Eve looked down at her spiritually unbreakable opponent. Deciding it was time to stop messing around, Eve got to her feet and strolled around the ring as she urged Starfire to stand and fight.
"Get up!" Eve yelled as Estrina struggled clumsily to her feet. Before Estrina could steady herself, Eve exploded forward and delivered Clothesline after Clothesline. Right before the black hearted brunette was able to land the fourth Clothesline, Estrina hooked her outstretched arm by the elbow and pulled her down into a Backslide.
ONE!
TWO!
Eve jerked her hips up to break the count before three. Rolling onto her knees after breaking the fall, the Awesome Asian immediately followed with a Dropkick to her opponent's face. Despite the simplicity of the strike, it was able to bring an exhausted Eve to the ground. Wasting no time, the white-clad lovely immediately followed up with a Leg Drop.
With Eve still dazed from the attacks, Estrina moved in to secure her signature Stellar Pain! "Ahhhhhhhh!!!" Estrina screamed as she applied pressure onto the hold, causing Eve to yelp in pain.
STELLAR PAIN:
youtu.be/iFsDUfgURgI
However, Starfire was too exhausted to exert a victory-securing hold. After much struggle, Eve bit through the pain and rolled Estrina onto her shoulders while the hold was still maintained.
ONE!
TWO!
THRNOOOO!
Estrina released the hold to avoid the three count. Both wrestlers laid flat on the mat to regain as much stamina as they could.
“ONE… TWO… THREE… FOUR… FIVE…” the ref started counting both downed fighters. Raking her sweat-matted hair with both hands, Estrina rolled over onto fours and crawled towards her opponent. Eve followed shortly after. The ref immediately stopped the count when both of them settled in kneeling position. Both traded punches, each blow tolled loudly by the crowd until both were too exhausted to carry on as their sweaty bodies slumped towards each other, cheek to cheek. Both made use of their tiring opponent for support to stand up on their feet.
Wrapping their arms around each other, there was no telling who's going to pull the next move.
Turned out they both struck at the same time, Choldstone and Starfire punishing her opponent’s tummy with simultaneous Kneelifts. Arms locked around the other in a sloppy, grunting Bear Hug, the brunettes stamped around in a mean little circle as they traded more and more shots to the belly, ribs and thighs. It was pretty even for the first fifteen seconds or so, but Estrina must’ve tapped the last of her reserves because the white-clad battle began to pull ahead, hitting two Kneelifts, and then three for each Eve managed to land.
Eventually she broke the clench, shoved the American back on her heels and CRAAACKED her across the chest with an echoing Knife-Edge Chop! Choldstone hissed, set to answer with an identical Chop, alas Starfire was done playing tit for tat and she intercepted with half a dozen more Chops, each stinging impact knocking her opponent back a step or two. It wasn’t long before Choldstone’s back was against the ropes, so Estrina THWHUMPED the bronzed expanse of one thigh across her midsection, then followed up with a flurry or Forearm Smashes and a jumping Headbutt that THWHUNKED her foe between the eyes!
Eve grunted, her knees went weak and she would’ve sat down on the middle rope if Starfire hadn’t grabbed a wrist in both hands. “You’re finished, baby!” Estrina promised as she yanked the Fallen Angel off the strands and flung her across the ring with an Irish Whip. Estrina didn’t follow at once, rather she let Choldstone get most of the way there before she bounced into the ropes at her back and took off in hot pursuit. The timing was such that they met in the middle and Starfire was more than happy to greet her stubborn adversary with a gorgeous Flying Crossbo--
“UNNNNNNNGGGGHHH!” Eve took to the skies as well, but where Estrina attacked with her abs, the Frightener led with her feet, the wily battler THWHUMPING her heels into the Asian’s belly with a Dropkick that folded her rival in half long before she crashed to the deck. Choldstone’s fans roared for her to go for the cover, so they were more than a little surprised when she made no effort to do so.
Clambering to her feet, Eve stomped around to Starfire’s, grabbed the newcomer by the ankles and lifted her legs into a wide, limp ‘V’. “You’re the one who’s done, newbie.” Eve panted to the defenseless lovely. “Enjoy tapping out!”
No response from Estrina, so Choldstone stepped through with her right leg and planted that foot beside the grounded brunette’s left hip. In the same breath she crossed Starfire’s thighs over one another in a snug ‘X’ and deftly tucked those ankles under her right armpit. If she’d been looking for a Sharpshooter everything would’ve been set, however the Haunter of the Dark had something different in mind, which was why she reached down and grabbed hold of Estrina’s left wri--NO! Starfire lunged up to a near seat, curled her left arm around the back of Eve’s head and pulled back and down as hard as she could. Already leaned forward, Choldstone was yanked off balance and rolled over into the tight, squirming ball of a Small Package, a predicament that kept her trapped on her shoulders for…
ONE…
TWO…
THREE!
Eve sprang free a heartbeat after the fact, but it was still far too late to stop the bell, which was already clanging her defeat. Frustrated and angry, the black-clad brunette rolled to her knees and pounded a hand against the mat while a weary Estrina stood up and had her hand raised. “Ladies and gentlemen, your winner via pin-fall… ESTRINA STARFIRE!”
Overjoyed to have emerged victorious from such a strenuous battle, Starfire pulled away from the ref and walked a parade circuit around the ring, waving and posing to all the fans celebrating along with her. Done with one loop, she went right into another only to find herself face to face with Eve Choldstone. The look on the American’s face told Estrina she wasn’t happy and understandably so, Starfire had lost more than her share of close battles on Inside Cradles, Small Packages and the like.
Also aware that her own anger with Claudia Rooney had perhaps set a more vicious tone than necessary, Estrina took a deep breath and stuck out her hand. “Sorry for the attitude, earlier. I was pissed at Rooney, not you. Thanks for a good match, I’ll wrestle you again anytime you want to go again.”
Eve regarded her for so long that Starfire almost dropped her hand. Good thing she didn’t because the Frightener took it and offered a good squeeze. “Deal. After you settle up with Rooney, though. I don’t need to deal with any more of that misplaced anNNNGGGHHH!”
Both women cried out as Choldstone was violently shoved into Starfire, their foreheads colliding with a dull, ceramic THUD! Estrina spun away and dropped to all fours while Eve was kept upright with a double handful of hair. “Sorry about this, sweetheart.” Claudia Rooney told her prey right before she leaned to the left and wrapped both arms around opposing waist. “You’re just in the wrong place at the wrong time.”
CLAUDIA ROONEY:
Hardly a comfort to Eve, not that she possessed there wherewithal to stop Rooney from spinning her up n’ over into a north-south belly to belly embrace. Working quickly despite the handicap of keeping an eye on Starfire and the nattering official, the Whist Warrior slipped her right arm over the back of Eve’s right thigh and tucked it under her armpit. Though it was only a Half Matchbook, it was enough to keep Choldstone stuck in place while Claudia cemented her trap by catching her left leg in identical fashion. “Nnnnggghhhh you bytch.” Eve curled her hands into loose fists and pounded at Rooney’s hips and backside to no noticeable effect. “You’re gonna regret WHOOOAAAHHH NNNNGGGGHHHH!” Claudia spun through two quick rotations, then hopped up and dropped to her knees! Choldstone landed on the back of her head and shoulders with a savage THWHUNK and settled out in an unconscious starfish after Rooney got to her feet.
LTR DRIVER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=PqZzSro6VBY
“C’mon Claudia, there’s no need for you to be here, just talk a walk and OOOFFFHHH!” The ref’s admonitions ended with a stiff Forearm to the jaw and a knee to the junk that ensured he wouldn’t play a role in the festivities going forward. “And now that we’ve dealt with the peanut gallery…” the Silent Siren murmured as she honed in on Estrina. “We can finish our conversation.”
Dangerously oblivious to the threat that lurked on her six, Estrina shook out some more cobwebs and slowly struggled to her feet. She hadn’t even caught her balance when Rooney planted on her left leg and brought the right whipping up and around to TWHACK her heel off the brunette’s left ear!
DEARLY DEPARTED:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=pGLjw0u4nuo
Starfire’s knees turned to water and she toppled forward onto her face and chest, unfortunately the vengeful redhead wasn’t yet satisfied. Several well placed kicks to the ribs maneuvered the defenseless Asian import over to the ropes, where Rooney slipped through and dropped to the floor. Reaching in under the bottom rope, Claudia grabbed Estrina by the hair and draaaaaagged her out onto the floor. Starfire was in no condition to stand but that was ok, as the redhead was happy to welcome her into a Standing Headscissors. Lined up parallel to the ring apron, Claudia swatted Estrina’s butt and teased, “Ever been taken out on a stretcher? No? Then this will all be new to you. Consider it your real welcome to FAWN.”
With that she wrapped her arms around Estrina’s waist and easily muscled the deadweight beauty up onto her shoulders. The crowd pleaded with Rooney not to do anything rash, but the time for pleading was past, as evidenced when Rooney twisted to the side and DROVE her victim’s already injured lower back into the edge of the apron with a sickening Powerbomb. Estrina shrieked and dropped to the mat, the Awesome Asian looking anything but as Claudia loomed over her.
APRON POWERBOMB:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=7Eo-rpv4gfA
Satisfied in a way known only to vultures and sadists, Rooney put her hands on her hips and one foot on Starfire’s demolished back. Pressing down a bit, she murmured, “Get in my face again and I will break you in half.” A relieved shout from the crowd drew Claudia’s attention to ramp, where the EMT’s and a whole lotta referees were headed her way. Sure enough, they had a backboard and stretcher. “Hey, your ride’s here. There’s plenty more in your future, but I hope this one’s special.”
She STAMPED on Starfire’s back one more time, then backed off and headed in the other direction as the medics and zebras finally descended on the mewling wreckage of Estrina Starfire.
“Ooofffh. Sorry about that.” Estrina said without looking as she picked her gym bag off the ground.
The other woman, a sturdy redhead of about her size, rolled her shoulders and adjusted her leather jacket. "I don't need apologies, I need you to watch where you're going, new meat."
Starfire‘s eyes narrowed as she squared off with her antagonist. "Easy Red. No need to get aggressive, there are easier ways to pick a fight.”
Claudia Rooney smirked, rolled her eyes. "I've seen what you can do in the ring. Anything I picked with you wouldn't be a fight. It would be a beat-down. Now get the hell out of my way."
"Hold up! You think you can give me a beat-down? I'm the best Southeast Asia has to offer. Why don't you try me?" Estrina dropped her bag and removed her jacket, clearly ready for a fight.
Claudia didn’t bother to remove her jacket, this punk's not worth her time. She did however, step in to go nose to nose with the brunette. "I've beat the best this division has to offer, you're just skank in a thong who's here to take punishment. And if I was going to punish you, I'd do it in the ring. But I'm not, because I don't fight bytches who can't make me sweat."
"Ha!" Estrina scoffed. "You sure talk a lot of smack for someone who has never held a title before. Unlike me, I win gold in Southeast Asia and left as a champion. You? Have what it takes to beat me down? You're not even in my league." Starfire paused to smirk at the American. "See what happened to Daisy? That's just a preview. I am gonna dominate this company!"
Claudia smiled, raised her hands and started to back off, only to lunge forward and shove the brunette with all her strength. "You think one match makes you a bad-ass? You're nothing but trashy bikini meat for the real wrestlers to toss around. Now get out of here before I decide to make an example of you."
Estrina looked away, her expression that of someone tasting something bitter. Eventually she returned her gaze to Rooney. "I'd love to see you try." she muttered rocking Claudia back on her heels with a hard shove.
Claudia rolled her eyes again and turned to leave, only to whip around and CRAAACK a huge Bytch Slap off Estrina's mouth! "Want some more, you piece of trash?"
The slap left Estrina dumbfounded for a few breathless seconds. Shortly after, Estrina locked eyes with Claudia, her dark eyes tossing sparks. "YOU BITCH!" she lunged forward, grabbed her by the collar and tried to toss her to the ground.
Claudia dug in with both feet, snatched hold of Estrina's jacket and pivoted around to THUMP her against the hallway wall. "Yeah, I am a bytch." she cooed. "And if you don't watch out, you'll be MY bytch!"
Hearing the commotion, FAWN technicians and officials appeared at the end of the hallway and quickly rushed in to prevent the pair of prized assets from coming to blows.
"Listen to me you mouthy bytch!” Starfire barked. “You want to fight? I’m not hard to find. I’ll be waiting in the ring, Anytime! Anyplace! I’ll kick your ass!”
"Oh, it's in the ring now? I thought it was anytime, anyplace?” Claudia taunted. “I knew you were gutless trash. You don't deserve to be in the ring with me." With that she lunged by the nearest official and SLAPPED Starfire again before raising her hands and retreating into the crowd of black & white!
"DAMMIT, LET ME GO!!" the brunette roared, clearly in a rage after suffering two humiliating slaps from Claudia
The Silent Siren only waved, blew the brunette a kiss and turned around, strutting down the hall.
Freeing herself from the meddling officials shortly thereafter, Starfire made a beeline for the executive suites.
Anciline DeCyr’s office, to be exact.
Storming by the secretary without so much as a word, she barged into the Frenchwoman’s office and shouted, “I want a match with that bytch, Rooney! She needs to be taught a lesson, TONIGHT!” Estrina slammed a fist against the antique desk to emphasize her point.
Ancilne deCyr, arched an eyebrow and leaned back in her chair. "First off cherie, it is traditional to knock before entering my office. Second, someone should've told you I don't respond well to demands. Third, you already HAVE a match tonight and it's not against Claudia. Thankfully you'll be battling Eve Choldstone and I know she'll be more than happy to help you work off this aggression. Now go get changed and don't EVER barge in here like that again."
"Give. Me. Claudia." Estrina repeated.
The Frenchwoman sighed and tapped her pen against the blotter. "Clearly you're upset, so I'm going to tolerate this slight just long enough to make you a promise. Impress me in your outing against the Fallen Angel and I'll see to it that you get Mademoiselle Rooney at some future date. Now, if that deal is acceptable, turn and leave without saying a word. If you'd like to be carried out by my security, open your mouth and see what happens."
Estrina nodded and walked out of the Frenchwomen's office in a fog of apoplectic anger. She proceeded to the dressing room to get prepared for tonight’s bout. While changing, all she could think of was Claudia and how she wanted to smash her up. That being said, her only ticket to Claudia was through Eve and that meant she had a monster to slay.
*****
Intrigued by the prospects presented by the names on his cards, the Ring Announcer stepped into the spotlight and cleared his throat. “Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall, with a twenty minute time limit. Introducing first, hailing from Singapore, she stands at five feet four inches tall and weighs in this evening at one hundred and twelve pounds, this is ESTRINA STARRRRRFIIREEEE!”
ESTRINA STARFIRE:
The pyrotechnics and Estrina's entrance music started going off.
Fans of the lovely Asian started cheering loudly as soon as she entered the arena, but their heroine didn’t respond as usual as she was still seething with anger and thinking only of how to vent upon her opponent. At the ring in a few seconds, she mounted the top rope and finally offered the customary greeting to her burgeoning fan-base, then it right down into her corner to warm up for the battle ahead. To say that her entrance was unusual, quick and a bit awkward for her supporters would be quite the understatement.
After Estrina’s music faded, the Announcer let silence reign for a few seconds before he said, “And introducing her opponent, representing the Frighteners and hailing from Arkham Massachusetts, she stands at five feet five inches tall and weighs in at one hundred and nineteen pounds. She is the Creeping Terror, the Lurking Fear, the Haunter of the Dark! Allow me to bring to you, EVE CHOLDSTONE!”
HELTER SKELTER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=ntUIjp6yxj8
Mere mention of the Monster’s name raised a scream from the sound system, which in turn sent the house lights into a fluttering panic, each and every one of them guttering and sputtering as if in the grip of a daemonic wind. Adding to the overall strangeness was the sulfurous green mist seeping up through the floor of the stage. Over this eerie tableau came a warbling guitar and the FAWNatics offered up a surprisingly hearty cheer as ’Helter Skelter’ rolled on. Beatlemaniacs old and new sprang to their feet and when Sir Paul started to sing, they joined in.
When I get to the bottom I go back to the top of the slide
Where I stop and I turn and then I go for a ride
'Til I get to the bottom and I see you again, yeah, yeah, yeah!
The third ‘yeah’ drew a shadow from the fog and a deeper, rumbling roar issued from the throats of those fans that liked their brunette’s wicked and their heroine’s anti. Basking in the howling of her Children of the Night, Eve threw back her head and pressed the tip of her left thumb against the right side of her throat. Twisting her head even as she drew the dagger across her neck, Eve bared her teeth in a wolfish grin then started toward the ring and the exotic brunette that waited therein.
EVE CHOLDSTONE:
An intoxicating combination of dangerous and alluring, Choldstone wore a black leather bikini emblazoned with a white, wispy cobweb design. Her boots and pads were of the same glossy black and the look was finished with a battered pair of fingerless leather gloves. Moving through the fog like she‘d been born in it, (this might have been true for all the fans knew) Eve stormed up the steps, then wiped her boots on the apron and vaulted over the ropes.
Zeroed in on the Awesome Asian the instant she touched down, Choldstone went to the center of the ring where she bared her throat and slashed it one more time. Estrina didn’t react save for a slight growl, which was fine with Eve. Very soon now she’d have the international star in her thrall and all would be right with the world. The ref, moving with no small degree of caution, laid a hand on Eve’s arm and led her back to the corner for final inspections, during which he started no less than half a dozen times. Satisfied, he backed off quick and called for the bell.
The CLANG of the bell was still echoing in the cheap seats when Estrina tore out of her corner at top speed. Eve, no stranger to facing down rampaging adversaries of all sorts and kinds, grabbed hold of the top rope, hopped up and slid out onto the apron mere heartbeats before the Asian import THUMPED a pair of knees into the spot recently occupied by her sternum.
“Easy there, princess.” Choldstone held one hand out to her adversary even as she edged her way down the narrow ledge of apron. “I can’t believe I’m the one calling for cooler heads, but maybe you wanna slow down so we can talk about what’s--”
Starfire charged again, so Eve reared back, leapt onto the top rope and soared over the incoming brunette with a Springboard that took her well beyond the center of the ring.
Wheeling around the instant her feet touched the canvas, Choldstone raised her hands and settled into a deep crouch in anticipation of her opponent’s next assault. “Listen Starchild or whatever your name is, I don’t know what’s twisted your thong, but you’re gonna wanna dial it back before you get--” she would’ve said ‘hurt’ if Estrina hadn’t rushed, leapt and fired a Dropkick at the American’s jaw.
Through with defense for the moment, Choldstone raised a guard and swatted Starfire’s feet aside, leaving her to land hard on her left hip and shoulder. Estrina winced, rolled to her stomach and quickly rose to one knee. Regarding Eve with narrow, angry eyes, she growled, “Why don’t you just shut your mouth and fi--”
THWHAP!
The Fallen Angel balanced on her left foot and flicked her right into the meat of Starfire’s left bicep in a nasty little kick. “Trust me baby, you really don’t want that. If I shut up it means I’m only focused on kicking your ass. And with the mood you’re in right now, it wouldn’t take me long to finish you--”
The white-clad lovely launched offa one knee with the intention of tackling Choldstone to the mat, unfortunately Eve saw it coming and stepped back at the last second, leaving her on all fours in front of the black-hearted brunette. Catching Estrina’s noggin in a Front Facelock, Choldstone leaned forward, kicked one leg straight back and brought it forward to THWHUNK against the crown of opposing skull. Estrina groaned, got her hands up but it wasn’t enough to keep Eve from rattling her brain with three more knees delivered over the course of less than five seconds.
Hauling Starfire to verticality only after the other woman’s arms were almost limp at her sides, Eve tossed Estrina’s near arm over her shoulders, then reached down and hooked her right leg in a snug cradle. Estrina’s foot had just barely left the canvas when Eve dropped her hips and peeled off a gorgeous bridge that THWHUMPED the Singapore Superstar down on the back of her head and shoulders. In no mood to linger with an opponent as fired up as this one, Choldstone maintained the bridge and pushed up on her tiptoes in an effort to keep the Fisherman’s Suplex in place for the…
SNAP FISHERMAN’S SUPLEX:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=R9ZyS2MNiQw
ONE…
TWO…
KICKOUT!
Estrina kicked out with a full second to spare. However, her head was still reeling after taking the knee shots to the head.
“You should have stayed down for three darling, now I’m really gonna kick your ass.” Eve cooed into Estrina’s ear as she picked her up by a handful of hair. Out of nowhere, Estrina grabbed Eve by the waist and threw the Fallen Angel overhead in a bridging Northern Lights Suplex.
NORTHERN LIGHTS SUPLEX:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Vhueznjlym8
Eve kicked out immediately after the count of ‘ONE!’
Estrina quickly rose to her feet and landed a textbook Dropkick on the jaw of the black hearted brunette as she was getting up. Wasting no time, Estrina grabbed her opponent’s noggin in a Side Headlock and took off across the ring to deliver a huge Running Bulldog!
“Yeahhhhhhhh!!!” Estrina pumped herself up as she picked up more momentum.
Both wrestlers moved into opposite corners. Eve trying to get onto her feet with the aid of the ropes while The Awesome Asian needed some distance to nail her next attack.
The instant the Fallen Angel rose, Estrina came out of her corner like a rocket and launched both her knees into the head of Eve. Understandably groggy, Eve shuffled forward a few steps before planting her buttocks on the ground.
“If I can’t get Claudia tonight I’m gonna vent all my anger on you!” Estrina shouted as she TWHUMPED a pair of running knees to Eve‘s face!
CORNER DOUBLE KNEE SMASH:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=S52ghhbUZHk
Not slowing down the offense, Estrina dragged the Fallen Angel out of the corner and flipped her over into a painful Boston Crab.
“Urghhhhhhhh! ” Choldstone grunted as Estrina locked the move in deep.
“Don’t go giving up on me! I‘m not through with you yet!” Estrina warned Eve.
“Urghhhh..Don’t get so cocky you bytch! ARGHHHH!!! NOOOOOO!” Eve shouted as the referee asked her if she wanted to submit. Digging her nails into the mat, Eve dragged her tormenter halfway to the ropes before Estrina decided to focus all her strength and pressure into a Single Leg Crab! “ARGHHHHHHH!! SHYT!” Eve pushed her body off the ground as she denied the ref a second time.
“YOU’RE NOT GOING ANYWHERE!”, Estrina screamed as she pulled Eve’s leg farther and farther back. Eve’s chest fell to the mat as she stuffed her face into the crook of her elbow to stifle the pain.
“Hey Claudia! You watching?! This is me kicking ass! And pretty soon it’s gonna be your ass!”, Estrina shouted as the cameraman started filming her from the front.
In the heat of the moment, Eve started dragging Estrina again. This time, she made it to the ropes.
“Good! I want to make an example out of you!” Estrina snarled as she picked Eve up in a Front Facelock. Throwing Eve’s arm over her head, Estrina proceeded to haul the other brunette up and over, with not one, not two, but three Snap Suplexes!
SNAP SUPLEXES!
www.youtube.com/watch?v=w_4XqYidBUQ
The Awesome Asian quickly ascended the turnbuckle where she waited for her unsuspecting opponent to get up. Eve struggled to her feet only to greeted by Estrina with a Diving Crossbody as she turned around!
ONE!
TWO!
THREEENOOOO!!
Eve kicked out of a near fall and rolled out of the ring to catch her breath. The referee started to count her out.
“ONE… TWO…. THREE….”
Getting impatient, the white-clad brunette rebound from the far side of the ring, accelerated herself and dove through the ropes!
But Starfire’s desire to send a message to the Red Menace came at a high price, one that arrived due in the form of Eve THWHACKING a huge Palm Strike off her cheek as the Asian import was halfway through the strands!
Momentum stopped cold by the pinpoint strike, Estrina hung limp over the second rope, her arms dangling uselessly as she tried to clear the fireworks in her skull. Quite happy to have slowed the aggressive highflier to a crawl, Choldstone flipped hair off her face and took a few deep breaths to steady herself out. Once she had her bearing back, the black-hearted brunette hopped onto the apron and helped herself to Estrina’s biceps.
“I get that you’re in a shitty mood tonight. From all that screaming earlier it seems like you’ve had your first run-in with Rooney. I don’t blame you for being pissed, believe me, that chick rubs everyone the wrong way. BUT when you storm out here screaming about how you’re going to make an example out of me? Sweetie, then you and I are going to have problems.”
Starfire shook her head but couldn’t manage anything like a real response, so Eve straightened her up as best she could and neatly draped both arms over the top rope. Positioned to the right of her adversary, Choldstone flattened one hand into a paddle and made a show of smacking her opponent’s chest several times. “Nice aren’t they?” she called to the crowd. “Yeah, I think they’re gonna kick real good!”
The slaps finally started to bring Estrina around and she flushed when she realized the predicament. “Duuuhhhh…. don’t even think about it.” she groaned. “I’ll make you sorry if NNGGHH! NGGGHH! NNGGHHH!”
Not about to be intimidated by a newb she’d tied up herself, Eve grabbed the top rope for balance, then set her feet and THWHACKED a dozen high, hard kicks off the Singapore native’s tits in rapid succession! The FAWNatics cheered every sternum-shivering impact, but with Estrina in the ropes it was an illegal hold, so it wasn’t long before the official hurried over and started his count.
Eve stopped at ‘THREE!’ but treated Starfire to a rough pie-face that shoved her head to the side.
Back in the ring immediately thereafter, the Fallen Angel pulled her opponent’s arms off the strands and snuggled in behind to slap a Waistlock around her midsection. Digging her hands deep into the other brunette’s belly, Choldstone lifted her up and eased backward, Starfire’s toes hanging only inches above the canvas. An impressive show of strength for a Lightweight, one that became worthy of the highlight reel when she dipped her hips and snapped backward in a gorgeous bridge that planted Estrina flush on the back of her head. Bridging onto her toes the instant she put Starfire on the mat, Eve held on tight for…
DEAD-LIFT GERMAN SUPLEX:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=agzNMHrmbgo
ONE…
TWO…
Starfire bucked her hips and rolled onto her stomach, breaking the bridge with a full second to spare. Beside her, Eve pushed to one knee, eyed the ref and ‘flicked’ her trunks back into place. When he responded with nothing but two fingers, she plunged her hands into Estrina’s hair and hauled her to boot leather. Swinging around behind her foe, Choldstone slipped her arms under Starfire’s biceps and locked her hands in a Full Nelson, then she dipped her knees and yanked Estrina off the mat so fast that her legs swung backward and wound up hooked over the American’s thighs!
HANGING FULL NELSON:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=uA8gKI4nQzQ
Squatting down to make sure the Awesome Asian couldn’t escape the painful trap without a lot of trouble, Eve jostled the Nelson back and forth and rocked her burden up and down to put more pressure on her inner thighs. “Cooled down enough, baby?” she asked after ten seconds of punishment. “I’ll let go whenever you’re ready to tap out!”
“No..you bi…AHHHHHHH!” the Haunter of the Dark tightened the hold before Estrina could finish her sentence.
“What did you say? You give?” Eve continued to put pressure on the white-clad Asian causing her to yelp.
“Nooo! Noooooooooo!”, Estrina answered the ref after he asked her if she wanted to submit.
Growing sick and tired of her opponent’s resilience, Eve fell forward and slammed Estrina’s face into the mat. Hooking her elbow, she rolled Starfire over and covered for…
ONE!
TWO!
THREEENOOO!
Estrina kicked out of a near fall when everyone thought it is over! The crowd was elated and began cheering for Starfire to rally. Estrina was however, too dazed to respond after taking a brutal blow her head. Raking her sweated-matted hair backwards, Eve pulled Estrina up by the ears but Estrina dropped to one knee moments after she was on her feet, seemingly suffering from a concussion.
Despite the referee’s pleas to pause the match for a moment to check on Estrina, Eve lifted Estrina’s body perpendicular to herself and drove the Asian’s ribs into one knee.
“Ommppfff” Estrina grunted as Eve lifted her up again and executed a second Rib Breaker, except for this time, the ring shook harder upon impact.
Dumping Estrina to the ground, Choldstone saluted the crowd with a raised fist as Starfire held her ribs in pain. Not slowing down the offense, Eve mounted Estrina’s back and lifted her head by the chin. Raising her fist in the air, Eve began pounding her fist into the other woman’s face over and over again. The official came over and pulled the American off to check on Estrina.
“Are you okay?” he asked.
“Yes… Don’t stop the match” Estrina muttered as she pushed herself off the ground while Eve waited in the corner. On her feet a few seconds later, she Asian Import raised her fists and beckoned Eve forward, looking to continue to fight albeit her dizzy condition.
“Ask and ye shall receive, Lite Brite.” Eve stalked over to her opponent and began pounding Estrina on the ropes while kicked off another count. Eve backed off at ‘FOUR’ while Estrina draped her arms over the ring ropes for support. The Fallen Angel grabbed Starfire’s head with both arms and peeled her off the ring ropes when the brunette suddenly slapped the clasp away and whirled around to THWHAP Eve with a Spinning Backfist!
SPINNING BACKFIST:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=lJQNIDSxdCg
Both wrestlers stood unsteadily before falling to the ground, with Estrina lying on her back over Eve. With Choldstone’s shoulder on the mat, the referee swooped in to count…
ONE!
TWO!
THR-
Eve hooked her right arm under Estrina’s left shoulder, threaded her right thigh under the right shoulder and rolled onto her left hip to stack the surprised battler on her shoulders for the…
ONE…
TWO…
THRENOOOO!
The frantic bicycling of Starfire’s legs freed her from the Crucifix with a half second to spare and she somersaulted backward onto her haunches, a position that would’ve been safe if Eve wasn’t so damned quick. Springing to a low crouch the instant Estrina escaped her confines, the black-hearted brunette charged forward and THWHACKED her right shin into the side of the Asian’s skull! Knocked sprawling through the Door to Silence, Estrina went down in a heap and offered no objection when Choldstone fell across her chest in an ungainly back-press. Hooking the far leg tight, Eve leaned all her weight into the other woman’s upper body while the ref counted…
THE DOOR TO SILENCE:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=6lUAc1KVAQc
ONE…
TWO…
THRENOOOO!
Starfire twitched out of the predicament within a whisper of ‘THREE!’ the narrowness of her escape prompting Eve to hold up three incredulous fingers to the official. “Are you SHYTTING me!” she demanded after he responded with two. “I just caved her head in, you really want her to leave on a stretcher?”
“Of course not, Eve. But she kicked out, whether you like it or not. You want the match to be over? Make sure she doesn’t kick out.”
The Fallen Angel fetched a deep sigh and flipped hair off her face. “Fine. I’ll make her stay down. But you’re the one who’s gotta peel her off the mat afterward.”
Leaving the zebra to contemplate the mess he’d made for himself, Choldstone helped herself to a double handful of Starfire’s hair and dragged her to a woozy verticality. A quick Toe Kick doubled the white-clad lovely over, rendering her nigh defenseless when Eve laid claim to her left wrist and spun into position off that side. From there she hooked her right leg over the back of Starfire’s head and pushed up tiptoes, a sure sign Estrina was on the Eve of Destruct--NO! Eve snapped her leg forward and down and would’ve planted the Asian on the back of her head, but Estrina spiraled out of the trap and ended up on her feet while Choldstone dropped to one knee. Moving fast for someone who’d had their bell rung hard only seconds ago, Estrina rushed in, snagged her brunette in a Front Facelock and snapped down onto her back to THWHONK her foe’s forehead to the canvas with a Short DDT!
SHORT DDT:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=5Mhnw-GhYKQ
Eve hit hard but didn’t tumble to her back, at least not until Estrina palmed a shoulder and gave her a hard shove. Starfire’s small yet vocal fan-base urged her to go for a cover, however Estrina had something different in mind. Springing to her feet without even attempting a cover, she skipped over the downed battler and made for the ropes as fast as she could. The return trip was made at a much higher rate of speed, not that Eve noticed until the exotic stunner took to the skies and THWHAPPED down across her midsection full-force! Eve’s legs kicked up along with the ‘oooffffhhh’ of her breath, though Estrina only snagged the former for a cover. The ref was in place a heartbeat thereafter, confirming Choldstone’s shoulders were down before rattling off the…
ONE…
TWO…
THRNOOOO!
Eve sat up, shoved Starfire back on her butt and earned a hard slap for her troubles. “So you want to kick out of one Splash, huh? Estrina barked as she got to her feet. “I’ll just have to hit you with a bigger one!”
Knowing just how to do so, the Awesome Asian stamped to the edge of the ring and slipped out on the apron. With Eve still down following the Splash and Slap, Estrina grabbed the rubber-coated steel in both hands and vaulted onto it in a gorgeous Springboard. She paused in this precarious position to let the crowd admire her balance, unfortunately the delay allowed Eve to scramble to her feet and charge the ropes. Frozen for a split second too long, Estrina came down the hard way when Eve lashed out with a Roundhouse that took her across the back of the knees. Legs cut out from under her, Starfire tumbled out into the void and THAWHUNKED the small of her back against the edge of the apron on her way to an ugly landing on the thin blue mats outside the ring.
Estrina laid outside the squared circle writhing and clutching back as the ref started to count.
"ONE… TWO… THREE… FOUR… FIVE…”
Estrina, with much difficulty, got on to one knee and steadied her breathing to relieve the pain. After a few more seconds she straightened up and slid under the bottom rope at the count of ’NINE!’
"You don't know how to stay down don't you?" Eve muttered as she dragged the Estrina back into the center of the ring and flips her over for a Boston Crab of her own. "Give it up, punk!" Eve demanded as she put hellacious pressure on her opponent's injured back.
Estrina wailed in pain and forced her face into the crook of her elbow, shaking her head ‘no’ whenever the ref asked if she submits. A tug-of-war soon ensued between both wrestlers as they tried to drag each other in opposite directions. Using much of her leftover reserves, the Awesome Asian screamed and dragged her twisted frame into the strands leaving a trail of sweat along her path of struggle.
"ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR!" Eve broke the hold before getting disqualified. Capitalizing on Estrina's injured back, she lifted the newcomer by the waist and forcefully dropped her opponent's back onto one knee. Starfire’s face cringed as she dropped to the ground and Choldstone went for the cover.
ONE!
TWO!
THRENOOOOOO!
The Awesome Asian once again demonstrated her mettle against her opponent in this grueling match. Meanwhile, an irritated Eve looked down at her spiritually unbreakable opponent. Deciding it was time to stop messing around, Eve got to her feet and strolled around the ring as she urged Starfire to stand and fight.
"Get up!" Eve yelled as Estrina struggled clumsily to her feet. Before Estrina could steady herself, Eve exploded forward and delivered Clothesline after Clothesline. Right before the black hearted brunette was able to land the fourth Clothesline, Estrina hooked her outstretched arm by the elbow and pulled her down into a Backslide.
ONE!
TWO!
Eve jerked her hips up to break the count before three. Rolling onto her knees after breaking the fall, the Awesome Asian immediately followed with a Dropkick to her opponent's face. Despite the simplicity of the strike, it was able to bring an exhausted Eve to the ground. Wasting no time, the white-clad lovely immediately followed up with a Leg Drop.
With Eve still dazed from the attacks, Estrina moved in to secure her signature Stellar Pain! "Ahhhhhhhh!!!" Estrina screamed as she applied pressure onto the hold, causing Eve to yelp in pain.
STELLAR PAIN:
youtu.be/iFsDUfgURgI
However, Starfire was too exhausted to exert a victory-securing hold. After much struggle, Eve bit through the pain and rolled Estrina onto her shoulders while the hold was still maintained.
ONE!
TWO!
THRNOOOO!
Estrina released the hold to avoid the three count. Both wrestlers laid flat on the mat to regain as much stamina as they could.
“ONE… TWO… THREE… FOUR… FIVE…” the ref started counting both downed fighters. Raking her sweat-matted hair with both hands, Estrina rolled over onto fours and crawled towards her opponent. Eve followed shortly after. The ref immediately stopped the count when both of them settled in kneeling position. Both traded punches, each blow tolled loudly by the crowd until both were too exhausted to carry on as their sweaty bodies slumped towards each other, cheek to cheek. Both made use of their tiring opponent for support to stand up on their feet.
Wrapping their arms around each other, there was no telling who's going to pull the next move.
Turned out they both struck at the same time, Choldstone and Starfire punishing her opponent’s tummy with simultaneous Kneelifts. Arms locked around the other in a sloppy, grunting Bear Hug, the brunettes stamped around in a mean little circle as they traded more and more shots to the belly, ribs and thighs. It was pretty even for the first fifteen seconds or so, but Estrina must’ve tapped the last of her reserves because the white-clad battle began to pull ahead, hitting two Kneelifts, and then three for each Eve managed to land.
Eventually she broke the clench, shoved the American back on her heels and CRAAACKED her across the chest with an echoing Knife-Edge Chop! Choldstone hissed, set to answer with an identical Chop, alas Starfire was done playing tit for tat and she intercepted with half a dozen more Chops, each stinging impact knocking her opponent back a step or two. It wasn’t long before Choldstone’s back was against the ropes, so Estrina THWHUMPED the bronzed expanse of one thigh across her midsection, then followed up with a flurry or Forearm Smashes and a jumping Headbutt that THWHUNKED her foe between the eyes!
Eve grunted, her knees went weak and she would’ve sat down on the middle rope if Starfire hadn’t grabbed a wrist in both hands. “You’re finished, baby!” Estrina promised as she yanked the Fallen Angel off the strands and flung her across the ring with an Irish Whip. Estrina didn’t follow at once, rather she let Choldstone get most of the way there before she bounced into the ropes at her back and took off in hot pursuit. The timing was such that they met in the middle and Starfire was more than happy to greet her stubborn adversary with a gorgeous Flying Crossbo--
“UNNNNNNNGGGGHHH!” Eve took to the skies as well, but where Estrina attacked with her abs, the Frightener led with her feet, the wily battler THWHUMPING her heels into the Asian’s belly with a Dropkick that folded her rival in half long before she crashed to the deck. Choldstone’s fans roared for her to go for the cover, so they were more than a little surprised when she made no effort to do so.
Clambering to her feet, Eve stomped around to Starfire’s, grabbed the newcomer by the ankles and lifted her legs into a wide, limp ‘V’. “You’re the one who’s done, newbie.” Eve panted to the defenseless lovely. “Enjoy tapping out!”
No response from Estrina, so Choldstone stepped through with her right leg and planted that foot beside the grounded brunette’s left hip. In the same breath she crossed Starfire’s thighs over one another in a snug ‘X’ and deftly tucked those ankles under her right armpit. If she’d been looking for a Sharpshooter everything would’ve been set, however the Haunter of the Dark had something different in mind, which was why she reached down and grabbed hold of Estrina’s left wri--NO! Starfire lunged up to a near seat, curled her left arm around the back of Eve’s head and pulled back and down as hard as she could. Already leaned forward, Choldstone was yanked off balance and rolled over into the tight, squirming ball of a Small Package, a predicament that kept her trapped on her shoulders for…
ONE…
TWO…
THREE!
Eve sprang free a heartbeat after the fact, but it was still far too late to stop the bell, which was already clanging her defeat. Frustrated and angry, the black-clad brunette rolled to her knees and pounded a hand against the mat while a weary Estrina stood up and had her hand raised. “Ladies and gentlemen, your winner via pin-fall… ESTRINA STARFIRE!”
Overjoyed to have emerged victorious from such a strenuous battle, Starfire pulled away from the ref and walked a parade circuit around the ring, waving and posing to all the fans celebrating along with her. Done with one loop, she went right into another only to find herself face to face with Eve Choldstone. The look on the American’s face told Estrina she wasn’t happy and understandably so, Starfire had lost more than her share of close battles on Inside Cradles, Small Packages and the like.
Also aware that her own anger with Claudia Rooney had perhaps set a more vicious tone than necessary, Estrina took a deep breath and stuck out her hand. “Sorry for the attitude, earlier. I was pissed at Rooney, not you. Thanks for a good match, I’ll wrestle you again anytime you want to go again.”
Eve regarded her for so long that Starfire almost dropped her hand. Good thing she didn’t because the Frightener took it and offered a good squeeze. “Deal. After you settle up with Rooney, though. I don’t need to deal with any more of that misplaced anNNNGGGHHH!”
Both women cried out as Choldstone was violently shoved into Starfire, their foreheads colliding with a dull, ceramic THUD! Estrina spun away and dropped to all fours while Eve was kept upright with a double handful of hair. “Sorry about this, sweetheart.” Claudia Rooney told her prey right before she leaned to the left and wrapped both arms around opposing waist. “You’re just in the wrong place at the wrong time.”
CLAUDIA ROONEY:
Hardly a comfort to Eve, not that she possessed there wherewithal to stop Rooney from spinning her up n’ over into a north-south belly to belly embrace. Working quickly despite the handicap of keeping an eye on Starfire and the nattering official, the Whist Warrior slipped her right arm over the back of Eve’s right thigh and tucked it under her armpit. Though it was only a Half Matchbook, it was enough to keep Choldstone stuck in place while Claudia cemented her trap by catching her left leg in identical fashion. “Nnnnggghhhh you bytch.” Eve curled her hands into loose fists and pounded at Rooney’s hips and backside to no noticeable effect. “You’re gonna regret WHOOOAAAHHH NNNNGGGGHHHH!” Claudia spun through two quick rotations, then hopped up and dropped to her knees! Choldstone landed on the back of her head and shoulders with a savage THWHUNK and settled out in an unconscious starfish after Rooney got to her feet.
LTR DRIVER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=PqZzSro6VBY
“C’mon Claudia, there’s no need for you to be here, just talk a walk and OOOFFFHHH!” The ref’s admonitions ended with a stiff Forearm to the jaw and a knee to the junk that ensured he wouldn’t play a role in the festivities going forward. “And now that we’ve dealt with the peanut gallery…” the Silent Siren murmured as she honed in on Estrina. “We can finish our conversation.”
Dangerously oblivious to the threat that lurked on her six, Estrina shook out some more cobwebs and slowly struggled to her feet. She hadn’t even caught her balance when Rooney planted on her left leg and brought the right whipping up and around to TWHACK her heel off the brunette’s left ear!
DEARLY DEPARTED:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=pGLjw0u4nuo
Starfire’s knees turned to water and she toppled forward onto her face and chest, unfortunately the vengeful redhead wasn’t yet satisfied. Several well placed kicks to the ribs maneuvered the defenseless Asian import over to the ropes, where Rooney slipped through and dropped to the floor. Reaching in under the bottom rope, Claudia grabbed Estrina by the hair and draaaaaagged her out onto the floor. Starfire was in no condition to stand but that was ok, as the redhead was happy to welcome her into a Standing Headscissors. Lined up parallel to the ring apron, Claudia swatted Estrina’s butt and teased, “Ever been taken out on a stretcher? No? Then this will all be new to you. Consider it your real welcome to FAWN.”
With that she wrapped her arms around Estrina’s waist and easily muscled the deadweight beauty up onto her shoulders. The crowd pleaded with Rooney not to do anything rash, but the time for pleading was past, as evidenced when Rooney twisted to the side and DROVE her victim’s already injured lower back into the edge of the apron with a sickening Powerbomb. Estrina shrieked and dropped to the mat, the Awesome Asian looking anything but as Claudia loomed over her.
APRON POWERBOMB:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=7Eo-rpv4gfA
Satisfied in a way known only to vultures and sadists, Rooney put her hands on her hips and one foot on Starfire’s demolished back. Pressing down a bit, she murmured, “Get in my face again and I will break you in half.” A relieved shout from the crowd drew Claudia’s attention to ramp, where the EMT’s and a whole lotta referees were headed her way. Sure enough, they had a backboard and stretcher. “Hey, your ride’s here. There’s plenty more in your future, but I hope this one’s special.”
She STAMPED on Starfire’s back one more time, then backed off and headed in the other direction as the medics and zebras finally descended on the mewling wreckage of Estrina Starfire.