Post by alyadmirer on May 15, 2018 2:20:07 GMT
“Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall with a twenty minute time limit. Introducing first, hailing from Castle Rock Maine, she stands at five feet eight inches tall and weighs in at one hundred and thirty five pounds, she is the Mistress of the Backbreaker, please welcome back to the FAWN Arena… LEILA OLMSTEAD!”
Feedback snarled from the speakers and earned a surprised cheer from the crowd which segued nicely into the gnashing intro of Alice in Chains’ ‘Check My Brain’. From behind the curtain came a woman in a black vest that armored everything north of her midriff while treating those assembled to a solid view of her shoulders and legs. The crowd knew who was under the cowl but they still held their breath until the Castle Rock Chiropractor reached up and flipped back the hood. Green eyes sparkling, Leila raised both hands, wrapped them around an invisible stick and ‘snapped’ it in two before tossing each half over her shoulder.
LEILA OLMSTEAD:
Sigil delivered, Olmstead pinched the zipper at the hollow of her throat and drew it down to open the vest. Under the black leather were sturdy blue & white tie-dyed bottoms with blue ring connections at each hip and a matching top with the same small blue ring connection between her breasts. White knee and elbow pads and short blue wrestling boots finished the ensemble. With her anthem providing suitable accompaniment, Leila started down the ramp and though she didn’t extend her hands to the fans, she didn’t shy away from them either.
Pausing at the base of the ramp, Olmstead shrugged the vest from her shoulders, then climbed up the steps and slung it to the official. Once she’d swiped her boots on the ledge, the Mistress of the Backbreaker slipped through the strands and stalked to the center where she busted out a double bicep flex. The redhead turned to all four sides of the arena, making sure to finish facing the entryway. “Been a while since I’ve plied my trade on this side of the Atlantic.” Olmstead said to no one in particular. “Here’s hope you’re worth twelve hours in business class. Because if you’re not…” Leila snapped another invisible stick, then backed into the corner to await the arrival of FAWN’s newest Destroyer.
“And introducing her opponent, hailing from Tel Aviv, Israel, she stands at five feet ten inches tall and weighs in tonight at one hundred and forty pounds. This is… DAYNA ERZA!”
The impressively-built brunette stepped through the curtains as her music played, towering over her personal assistant, Miss Williams. The bespectacled Dayna, still clad in her office wear, marched down the ramp and slowly removed her spectacles, blazer, top and blouse , piece by piece to ultimately reveal a black, gem-decorated turtleneck one-piece.
DAYNA ERZA:
As Dayna glanced over her shoulder, her PA immediately unpacked the briefcase she was holding and handed over her boss's socks and ring boots like she read her mind (or rather Dayna manipulating her with just her mind). She took her time to put on her socks and boots, unbothered by her waiting opponent before stepping into the ring.
No posing, no pre-fight rituals, she warmed herself up with a few neck rotations before settling into her corner.
"Reject all incoming calls. Tell them it won't be long." she commanded Miss Williams without taking her eyes from the redhead in the opposite corner.
Never one to waste time, Dayna came out of her corner as soon as the bell CLANGED. The statuesque import had thought she might have to chase down her opposition, so she was pleasantly surprised when Leila’s approach proved as direct as her own. Slowing her pace as they neared center ring, Erza looked the redhead up and down before hunching forward in a grappler’s crouch. “I keep asking for better competition.” she said with no preamble. “And FAWN brass answers with a woman who hasn’t set foot on this continent in more than a year. I’m not sure if I should be flattered or insulted.”
Olmstead took a step back and settled into a crouch of her own. “I suppose that’ll depend on how you feel about being repeatedly dropped across my knee, big girl.” she replied with a wink. “So why don’t you reserve judgment for now?”
Dayna straightened up and strode into Leila’s personal space, the Israeli Powerhouse making a point of looking down her nose at the other woman. “You’ll mind your tone or I’ll drop you where you NGH!”
Leila snatched a handful of hair, tugged Dayna’s head down and promptly snapped it up with a stiff European Uppercut to the point of the chin! Erza swayed in place but otherwise looked fine so Olmstead helped herself to another handful of hair and THWHACKED another stiff Uppercut to the brunette’s chin.
EUROPEAN UPPERCUT x2:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=vYlprSMUrZY
A surprised rumble from the crowd when Dayna hit the deck flat on her back, the limber Destroyer clearly caught off-guard by the weight of her opponent’s shot. Dayna was surprised as the rest of the FAWNatics, though it quickly gave way to irritation when Leila backed off and beckoned her to rise. “Anciline called me to say she had a woman here in Orlando worth crossing the Atlantic for.” Olmstead noted once Erza rolled to one knee. “If you’re her, start acting like--”
Erza came off her knee in a flash and was on Leila just as fast, the black-clad battler sweeping her rival into a Collar and Elbow Tie-Up. Five pounds and a great deal of momentum let Dayna force Olmstead back several steps, but her march to the corner was interrupted when the Castle Rock Chiropractor dug in her heels and pushed right back.
“Bet those Crossfit abs of yours drive the boys crazy.” Leila teased in the midst of forcing Erza to cede one step, then two. “I wonder if they’ll hold up to any legitimate straWHOOAAH NNNGGGHHH!”
Dayna got low, gathered her strength and channeled it into a shove that sent the redhead flying backward! Olmstead hit hard but tumbled through the landing and bounced to one knee. Much happier with this arrangement, Erza made some minor adjustments to her one-piece as she said, “Question my fitness at your own peril, Olmstead. I assure you that doing so will prove most painful. Now get up. I won’t tell you twice.”
Leila’s eyes tossed emerald sparks before she blinked them away and popped up showing a wry smile. “Guess you might be worth the flight after all, honey.” She returned to the grappler’s crouch and invited Erza to do the same. “Think you can keep pushing me around?”
“I know I can.” the brunette answered without humor.
Olmstead would’ve invited her forward if Dayna hadn’t come of her own accord with a clinch at the ready. What followed was as much Test of Strength as it was Lock-Up, as the pair of Destroyers sought to impose her will upon the other. Each had their moments of control, though it changed quickly enough to look like a stalemate to the outside observer. Eventually their hands moved from shoulder to chin in a bit of mutual disrespect that still didn’t produce a concrete advantage. Certain that she was stronger than the brawny American, Erza steadied her breathing then plowed forward so abruptly Olmstead was almost bowled over! With Leila struggling to find her footing, Dayna stomped over to the nearest set of buckles and kept right on walking even when there was nowhere for her opponent to go. Still peeved about that pair of Uppercuts, Erza kept one hand on the redhead’s chin and puuuuuuuuuushed back to bend her neck at an unpleasant angle while she braced her other arm against Olmstead’s chest.
Craig Long noted their arrival in the corner but didn’t immediately call for a break just in case charges chose to honor it without his saying so. Five seconds worth of tense silence convinced him that wasn’t the case, so the ref strolled over and tapped Dayna on the shoulder. “All right Dayna, she’s in the corner. Let her go and back up.”
“Hear that, Olmstead?” the Israeli Powerhouse asked. “The official doesn’t think you can break my grip.”
Chafing beneath her foe’s encroaching palm, Olmstead growled, “I’ll break a lot more than your grip if you don’t back the hell up right--” Dayna stepped back without taking her hand off the redhead’s jaw, all the better for her to bring the other down on Leila’s chest with an Overhand Slap that CRAAACKED through the cavernous arena!
OVERHAND SLAP:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=bkPLEeABk6E
Smirking slightly as Long warned her about the infraction, Erza raised her hands to shoulder level and backed away from-THWHACK!
Leila draped her arms over the top rope to ensure she had plenty of support when she leaned back and drove her right foot into the taller woman’s jaw! Dayna stumbled hard, almost took a knee before catching her balance. “What’s the matter, tuff girl?” Olmstead snapped at the dark-eyed exotique. “Didn’t any of the chicks in your Zoomba class work up the nerve to kick you in the UNGH! UNGH! UNGH! UNGH!”
Erza’s answer came in the form of half a dozen Shoulderblocks, each driven deep into the pit of her rival’s stomach. Anchored to the middle rope for extra leverage, Dayna would’ve doubled the initial set (and wedged Olmstead’s butt between the top and middle turnbuckles) if Craig hadn’t once again stepped in and barked, “I said get it out of the corner, Dayna! ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR!”
Dayna complied half a second shy of disqualification, not that the narrow margin stopped her from pinking the American’s cheek with a scathing Bytch Slap. “I find that very few have the nerve to mouth off to me, Olmstead.” the big brunette muttered. “And those that do are quick to learn the error of their EEEERRRGGGHH!”
Olmstead stormed out of the corner, took Erza’s head in her hands and drove the curve of her forehead between the other woman’s eyes! Pleased by the shiver she felt run through Dayna’s frame, Leila transitioned to a Three Quarters Facelock, then twisted in a circle so Erza’s back was pointed at the corner. From there she dropped to one knee and flipped the Destroyer onto her tush with a textbook Snapmare. While hardly a game changing maneuver, it let Leila sidle into place on the brunette’s right, then hop up and stretch out so that she came down with her tummy THWHUMPING against the base of Erza’s neck!
Groaning in surprised hurt, Dayna crumpled to her side and wrapped both arms around her aching noggin. Beside her, Leila Olmstead rolled to one knee and took a moment to observe the situation. Satisfied with her plan of attack, she grabbed a double handful of hair and yanked Erza to a seat. “Something tells me you’re gonna feel real good landing across my knee.” the Mistress of the Backbreaker murmured as she snuggled in behind the dazed brunette. “But I think I’ll soften you up first, see if you’re even half as tough as Anciline says.”
With that she coiled her arms around Dayna’s torso and knotted her hands just below opposing juggs. Then she laid out on her right side and slung her left leg over the Israeli import’s left hip, thus adding another layer of discomfort to the grounded Bear Hug.
Dayna stretched her left arm out and steadied her breathing, intermittently trying to pry Leila’s arms open. As uncomfortable as the hold might be, it did not pose any threat to her other than sapping her strength. Realizing the ropes were too far, The Israeli Powerhouse rolled onto all fours with sheer might, with Leila mounted on top of her. Surprised but not faltered, Leila immediately wrapped her legs around her waist, “Bad move Dayna! I have the upper hand now!”, and constricted her chiseled waist. Dayna grunted upon receiving the Bodyscissors but they did not stop her from pushing to her knees. As Leila squeezed even harder, Dayna slapped her hands onto Leila’s hamstring and pushed herself to boot leather. It was at the moment when Leila began to understand the gravity of the situation as Dayna took a few steps forward and….
“NO! NO!”
…dropped onto her back, crushing Leila between the deck and her 140 pounds frame! Olmstead splayed out like a starfish as Dayna rolled away from the collision.
By no means worn out, Erza caught a few breaths and quickly rose to her feet, quite ready to punish her impudent foe. She reached down and coiled the redhead’s hair around her hand. With Leila’s face wrinkling in discomfort, Dayna tugged her back to her feet before sliding a hand between her legs and scooped her up, keeping Olmstead off the mat for a few seconds before sending her back down with a textbook Body Slam!
BODY SLAM
www.youtube.com/watch?v=oYPyaOD0KIc
Leila writhed in pain as the ring rattled, moving her hand to the small of her back to soothe the pain. But the Israeli Powerhouse was not going to stop. She picked the redhead up and placed her in a Front Facelock and grasped Leila’s ring-connector waistband. She took a breath and hauled her skywards, ensuring her legs were pointed straight into the air before dropping her with a Vertical Suplex!
DELAYED VERTICAL SUPLEX
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y1f1RvRvxq0
Leila popped into a seated position right after the hard landing but Dayna quickly shoved her back onto the mat and covered her with a forearm pressing against the side of her cheek, the most disrespectful cover possible.
ONE!
Leila popped her shoulders up at ‘ONE!’, displaying her mettle to Dayna. “Don’t worry, I have cancelled all my meetings tonight. I have plenty of time for you.” Dayna muttered with a faint smile as she picked the redhead off the mats.
“It’s…my…pleasure…” Leila heaved as she replied sarcastically. Slightly annoyed, Dayna placed her in a Front Facelock once more and lifted her skyward, this time, dropping her stomach onto the rubber-coated steel!
SUPLEX ONTO THE ROPES
www.youtube.com/watch?v=ma7XEIuTp1c
“OMMMMMPPPFFFFF” Leila clutched her stomach as she rolled back into the ring. Hissing in pain, “You…ssss…gotta do better than tha--” Leila ate a Big Boot from Dayna before she could even finish what she wanted to say.
“What’s that?” Dayna asked as she drove her foot into the pit of Leila’s stomach, causing her to ball up. “Know your place and who you are talking to.” The stern brunette growled, “I have all the power and influence to make sure you never wrestle again.”
Dayna backed off, allowing Olmstead to get up with the help of the ropes. Still feeling gutted, Leila staggered back to the center of the ring where the Israeli Powerhouse flatten her once more with a running Big Boot!
BIG BOOT
www.youtube.com/watch?v=N2S1GD_NbIQ
Leila jackknifed as she dropped to the mat and Dayna pressed the back of her calf down for the fall.
ONE!
TWO!
NOOOO!
Leila relied on instinct and kicked out of the fall at ‘TWO!’ Still dazed by the blow to her chin, she rolled to the side and pressed herself up with her elbows. Despite the unsuccessful cover, The Israeli Powerhouse remained calm. “Looks like you are going to get broken before you break any backs.” Dayna taunted as she picked Olmstead off the ground.
Once on her knees, Leila attempted to throw a surprise fist into Dayna’s midsection but was quickly thwarted with a knee to face. Unlike many wrestlers Leila has faced, Dayna was cool-headed and clairvoyant, traits that she had acquired through helming her company for years. It was difficult to find an opening until Dayna whipped Leila across the ring!
Dayna stretched her arms out, ready to intercept the returning Leila but the Mistress of the Backbreaker doubled over and ducked it in the nick of time. Dayna turned 180 as her opponent hit the opposite ropes, attempting to catch her with another Clothesline but she ducked under once more. Only this time, she managed to grab a handful of the brunette’s hair and tugged her backwards onto her waiting knee!
HAIRPULL BACKBREAKER
www.youtube.com/watch?v=OLjm9anYvbE
“UGNNHHH”, the brunette grunted slightly and grasped her scapula.
Settled on one knee while Erza tried to work the kinks from her vertebrae, Leila flipped the hair out of her eyes, then helped herself to a handful of Dayna’s dark locks as she got to her feet.
“Keep off her hair, Leila!” Craig noted. “You know better than that.”
Olmstead shrugged and shifted her grip to the seated battler‘s left shoulder. “Whatever you say, Craig.” With that she brought her right arm up, crooked it into a ‘V’ and dropped to one knee to drive that bony dagger into the crown of her opponent’s skull! Erza cried out and started to twist away, but Leila cupped her chin in one hand, thus holding her steady for a heavy Forearm Smash across the shoulders. Popping to boot-leather once she was certain Dayna wasn’t going anywhere for a while, the redhead ran the ropes directly ahead of her foe to come back twice as fast with a THWHACK! Olmstead lashed out with her right leg for a brutal Soccer Kick that clapped across Erza’s chest hard enough to make the floor seat fans cringe in sympathetic anguish. Knocked flat by the heavy blow, Dayna barely squirmed when Leila laid a knee atop her chest and hooked the far leg in a cradle good for…
PENALTY KICK:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gdz-jtx9Tx8
ONE…
TWO…
the Israeli Powerhouse shoved her attacker clear with a full second to spare and earned a nod from Leila in the process. “All right, so maybe you’re as tough as Anciline claims.” the Castle Rock Chiropractor admitted in the midst of muscling Erza to her feet. “Doesn’t mean I’ll let you get away with threatening NGH!”
Dayna cinched her arms around the American’s waist and muscled her off the canvas with a seemingly effortless Bear Hug! Quick to gouge her knotted hands into the small of Olmstead’s back, Erza jostled her burden back n’ forth for several seconds before drawing her in for a spirit-crushing belly to belly grind. “I don’t deal in threats or other nebulous foolishness, Olmstead.” the brunette noted. “Promises and certainties are more my stock and trade. So rest assured, if I say I’m going to beat you, I am going to beat ERGH!”
Leila palmed Dayna’s noggin on both hands, then snapped her head forward and down between Erza’s eyes! The Hug loosened to the point of uselessness and Olmstead wrested free only to lay claim to the Destroyer’s left wrist. A quick trio of Shoulderblocks to the sternum kept Dayna off balance enough for Leila to drop a hip and send her racing to the far side of the ring courtesy of an Irish Whip. Olmstead came down her back-trail in hot pursuit and certainly would’ve crushed her adversary with an Avalanche Splash if Erza hadn’t boosted herself into a seat on the top turnbuckle and fired a kick square at the other woman’s fa-NO! Leila hit the brakes and snatched hold of Erza’s proffered ankle.
Smiling at Dayna’s surprise, Olmstead taunted, “Hope your spine’s as tough as your talk, big girl.” She stepped back and yanked Dayna free from the corner, not onto the canvas, but into a snug floating cradle, Leila holding her burden under one knee and around the back of the neck. Eyes wide with surprise and alarm, Erza’s situation got that much worse when Olmstead went up on tiptoes and dropped to one knee to land her second Backbreaker of the evening.
LEG PULL BACKBREAKER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=XfQhDIqvxZg
Groaning as she tumbled away from the impact, Dayna came to rest on her stomach and gamely pushed to all fours. The very worst of the hurt was starting to fade when Leila strode over and slammed a heavy Double Axehandle into, you guessed it, the small of Erza’s back. “You’re really going to want to take some time to recover.” she chided as Dayna clutched her aching spine. “These Backbreakers are only going to get worse as the night goes on, honey.”
“Grrrhhhh… don’t bother to threaten me, Olmstead.” Erza grunted. “You don’t have what it takes to UUUUUNNNNGGGGHH!”
Leila straightened up, left her feet in a gorgeous vertical leap and came down with every bit of her hundred and thirty plus pounds atop Dayna’s lower back! The Splash sent a violent spasm through Erza’s limber frame but she didn’t roll onto her back and Olmstead didn’t try for a cover. Instead she collected the big brunette at hip and shoulder and hauled her to verticality. Once they’d returned to equal footing Leila took up residence on Dayna’s six and deftly reached between those long legs to grab hold of her left wrist. From there Olmstead twined her left arm around Erza’s right bicep and wrenched back to secure the almost Abdominal Stretch that made the Pumphandle what it was.
“Do you REALLY want to tell me what I can and can’t do to you right now? Especially when I’ve got the power to remind everyone that in this ring you‘re not some all powerful executive…” Leila trailed off and yanked on Dayna’s captured wrist so that the Israeli Powerhouse’s forearm bumped and jounced against her crotch. “You’re just another chick getting her spine realigned.”
Erza bared her teeth, tried to power free, hissed when Olmstead reefed back on her right arm. “I will NEVER, even on my worst day, be anything so mundane as ‘just another chick’, Olmstead. I’ve done more in AND out of this ring than you could ever hope to accomplish in WHOOOAAANNNNGGGGHH!”
PUMPHANDLE BACKBREAKER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=M3KmSiOyPAM
Leila muscled the brunette into the air like she was a lightweight and went down on one knee, once again introducing Erza’s spine to that posted joint. The jolt from the Pumphandle Backbreaker sent Dayna off her tormentor’s knee into a facedown sprawl on the canvas. Determined to grind some, if not all of the arrogance from her opponent’s tone, Leila collected Dayna’s feet and quickly angled the brunette’s right shin against the pit of her left knee, then folded that limb up to secure a rudimentary Figure Four. From there she stood up and threaded her right leg around the knotted stems and settled into a seat that wedged her knee into the small of Dayna’s back. Smile growing wider as the brunette grimaced beneath her weight, Olmstead laced an S-grip beneath the vulnerable battler’s chin and puuuuuuuuuuulled back.
DEATHLOCK CAMEL CLUTCH:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=R-v-i0wSsSo
“AAAAAHHHHHHHHH!” Dayna wailed aloud as she reached first for Leila’s hands and then ropes, both of which proved beyond her grasp. “Hear that sound you’re making, honey? That hapless, ‘please don‘t hurt me, I‘m thinking about quitting‘ sound?” Leila asked after she’d tugged hard enough to lift Erza’s chest off the mat for a quarter turn. “That sound’s not reserved exclusively for arrogant business executives trying to cosplay as a badass. I’ve heard it from everyone from nobodies to legends, from Hooters waitresses to World Champions. Fact is, EVERYONE sounds the same when I really start to stretch them, which means that for all your talk, you really are JUST. ANOTHER. CHICK.” The Mistress of the Backbreaker emphasized those last three words with three particularly virulent tugs on that captured chin.
Observing from a safe distance, Craig noted the unpleasant curve of Erza’s neck and spine with growing alarm. “What do you say, Dayna? Need to throw in the towel?”
Erza waggled a finger ‘no’ before jamming her elbows into mat. “All you have to do is stay out of my way.” she grimaced. “It’s time I showed Ms. Olmstead who I am.”
The ref did as bade and right on time too, as Dayna began dragging their combined weight toward the ropes. Progress was slow, but the fact that progress was even possible surprised Leila more than she cared to admit. “Impressive.” the redhead said after Erza halved the distance between herself and freedom. “I wonder, can you do it with lights in your eyes?” She leaned forward and CRAAAAAAAAAAANKED back twice as hard, forcing Dayna up on her palms to alleviate some of the pressure.
“Tap out, tough girl. Before I snap you in half.”
Dayna couldn’t shake her head or even growl a ‘no‘, so she dug her fingers into the mat and slowly resumed her slog to the strands.
The Israeli Powerhouse grunted uncomfortably as she toughed out the hold. Realizing that she’d be expanding her energy, she came to a stop and slowly reached for Leila's grasp. Holding onto her wrists, she slowly dug her fingers between her opponent's hand and her chin.
"Why don't you make things easy for the both of us and just tap?" The Mistress of the Backbreaker muttered as Erza continued to struggle quietly.
As Leila slackened the hold for the slightest bit, the Executive grabbed hold of her hand and broke out of the hold with a twist of the wrist!
“YEEEOOWWW!” Leila cried out and released her Chinlock, then the Figure Four. However, The Israeli Powerhouse held onto a wrist and wrenched her arm as she pushed herself to boot-leather.
Her breathing steadied, “Who do you think you are up against? Using an amateur hold like that.” Dayna tugged Olmstead onto her feet and pulled her into a decapitating Clothesline!
ARM-WRENCH CLOTHESLINE:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Sx2m8IjGbC8
Leila smacked the ground and sat up as her head ricocheted off the deck while Dayna quickly hit the ropes and returned with a devastating knee strike that spread Leila like a starfish on the mat! The Israeli dropped onto her opponent in a Lateral Press for the cover.
ONE!
TWO!
THRENOOOOOOOOO!
Leila lifted her shoulders milliseconds short of the third count! Dayna pushed back onto her knees, slightly impressed by her opponent now. “I must say, I didn’t expect that. But the struggle is all futile Leila.” The big brunette plucked her half-beaten opponent off the mat and softened Leila even further with knee strikes to her midsection!
“UNGGHH! UGGGGNHH! UNGHH FFFFUU…” The Mistress of the Backbreaker grunted as the strikes connected. Her body was so battered that she fell all the way back into the ropes with a light shove. Mustering just enough strength to return to the centre as she bounced off the ropes, Dayna grabbed hold of her waist and pushed her skywards when…
“UGHHHHH!”
Leila clapped Dayna’s ears before she was able to Make-it-Rain! Quick on her feet, The redhead quickly made use of the little opening and made a sprint for the ropes and returned with a…
“POOOWAAHHH!!!!” Leila wailed as Dayna, simultaneously, had made a sprint in the perpendicular direction and cut Leila into half with a sharp 140 pounds SPEARRRRRR!
SPEAR @ 3:16
www.youtube.com/watch?v=PMMCU0X0TNc
Leila jackknifed as she hit the deck like a lifeless corpse. Still feeling the ringing in her ears, Dayna clutched the side of her head as she slowly rolled onto Leila’s body and hook her far leg for the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
THREEENOOOO!!!
LEILA MIRACULOUSLY KICKED OUT OF A DEVASTATING SPEAR! The crowd burst into ‘This is awesome!’ chants as both ladies continued their fight for supremacy. Dayna rolled to one knee, still trying to rid the ringing in her ears as Leila writhed in pain. After the ringing subsided, at least a bit, The Israeli Powerhouse dragged Leila towards the corner and stomped her hard in the pit of her stomach, making sure she stayed down as Dayna unexpectedly moved into the corner and carefully climbed up the turnbuckle.
On the top rope, Dayna steadied her crouch and slowly pushed herself vertical, took a couple of deep breaths and leaped off the top rope with a gorgeous back-flip, treating the audience into an eye-opening Moonsault!
THWACK!
Nobody’s home for the Moonsault as Leila quickly rolled away on instinct. “OOOWWWHHHH” Dayna groaned as her body met the deck and rolled onto her back. Leila tired crawled towards Dayna and stretched her arm out just enough to place it on top of Dayna’s shoulder.
ONE!
TWO!
THRENNOOO!
Dayna lifted her shoulders at 2.5. Had Leila reached any sooner, Dayna would have paid for her high-risk venture in full. The redhead struggled to her feet and peeled her flattened foe off the ground. Weakened by the crash landing, the redhead picked her up by the waist and dropped her onto a single posted knee! “UGNHH!” Dayna grunted and winced in pain. But it did not end there, The Mistress of the Backbreaker continued to grind her back against the knee by pushing one of her legs into the ground and her hand against Dayna’s chin in a Backbreaker Torture Rack.
BACKBREAKER TORTURE RACK:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=INJXHH8oAWo
Dayna’s arms flailed in the air, struggling a little bit more than she was before as she groaned in pain.
“Say it…Say it and I will release you…” Leila heaved as she growled.
“Never in your lifetime! ARGHHHH!” Dayna defiantly refused, prompting the American to press her chin further down to the mat.
“It’s lucky you cancelled your appointments tonight. Because I can go alllllll…OWWWW!!!” Leila immediately relinquished the hold as a thumb flew right into her eyes!
“YOU CHEAP –“Leila’s retort quickly interrupted by yet another Big Boot into the face! This time round, The Israeli Powerhouse dropped onto her knees and clutched onto the small of her back, massaging the kink in her spine.
Sufficiently rested, The Israeli Powerhouse pushed herself back onto boot-leather with the help of the ropes, tugging her one piece back in place and “Miss Williams, my towel.”
Dayna took the towel off the hands of her personal assistant and wiped down the sweat from her face, chest and underarms while keeping her gaze on the struggling Leila from a distance before tossing it aside and proceeded to work on her tenacious foe.
Leila reached out for the strands and slowly erected herself, one rope at a time when an arm suddenly popped over her right shoulder, clutched her opposite wrist and pulled it over her throat. Another arm came from underneath and pressed the back of her head. Before Leila realized it, she was trapped in a Cobra Clutch!
SCISSORED COBRA CLUTCH:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=syeTQJdPPqI
As much as Leila tried to hold onto the ropes for the break, Dayna’s strength proved insurmountable as she quickly peeled the redhead off the ropes and thrashed her side-to-side in the center of the ring.
“This is how you apply a hold, Leila!” Erza growled.
Leila continued to fight the Clutch, dragging Dayna one step at a time, towards the ropes when a pair of legs quickly wrapped around her waist in a Bodyscissor and dropped her onto the mat!
“UGHHHHHHHH!!!” Leila wailed as she fought the pressure that was putting her to sleep.
Leila continued to struggle as the seconds ticked by but she refused to surrender, much to the big brunette’s irritation. “You’re finished!” Erza barked following a particularly vitriolic wrench of the Cobra Clutch. “Admit it now and perhaps I’ll let you leave the ring under your own AAAAHHHHH!”
Olmstead didn’t have much use for cheap shots or easy outs, however she was a strong proponent of receipts, which was why it didn’t bother her to jab a thumb into Dayna’s right eye! The Destroyer-class exotique cried out in surprise and craned her head back without releasing the hold, so Leila caught her attacker’s nose between thumb and forefinger and started to twist! Dayna yowled, abandoned her holds and scrambled to her knees, both hands already locked around the redhead’s wrist. Angered by the newcomer’s arrogance, Olmstead made it to boot-leather without relinquishing her grip, in fact she kept right on twisting until Craig reached ‘FOUR!’ on his count.
Relief was immediate and profound, so profound in fact that Erza didn’t realize Leila had her left wrist until the Castle Rock Chiropractor gave it a vicious yank! Dark eyes blazing, the Israeli Powerhouse looked up and growled, “You will pay for this insolence, Olm--” THWHUNK! Leila jerked her up and lunged forward while simultaneously pistoning her right knee into the side of Erza’s skull!
GREETINGS FROM CASTLE ROCK:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=XMJkaeSnQbQ
Dayna went down in a wide-eyed starfish, the usually domineering ingénue looking far more vulnerable than she ever had within the confines of a FAWN ring. Hands on her hips as she loomed over the flattened fighter, Olmstead snapped, “Fight like a bytch, get treated like a bytch. Keep your thumb away from my eyes and maybe that won’t happen again.”
Erza only grunted and rolled to her side, so Leila helped her up with a double handful of hair. Credit the tenacity of Dayna Erza, she went for a clinch as soon as she was vertical, unfortunately her reflexes were half a tick slower than usual thanks to that Kneelift and she ate a Toe Kick for her troubles. Leila followed up with a Standing Headscissors and a Waistlock, the latter segueing nicely into a lift that ended with Erza bent painfully over her foe’s right shoulder. Considering the recent focus on submission holds a Canadian Backbreaker was a perfectly logical next step, yet instead of bouncing on her heels Olmstead halved her grip so she could secure Dayna’s biceps one at a time. An impressed murmur from those assembled as the Mistress of the Backbreaker dipped her knees and hoisted Erza into a high, gorgeous crucifix that left the brunette’s arms stretched out at her sides.
From her place on the outside, Ms. Jones looked on with obvious concern as Olmstead tossed Dayna forward and down, hurling her into a hellacious descent that got that much worse when the redhead dropped to one knee! There was a heavy THWHUMP followed by a nearly breathless scream as the Crucifix Backbreaker damn near broke Erza in half! Writhing on the mat like a snake in its death throes, Dayna was in no position to stop Olmstead from settling into a snug Crossbody good for…
CRUCIFIX BACKBREAKER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=2uv2II1S1Tw
ONE…
TWO…
THRENOOOOOOOO!
Dayna got her far shoulder up with half a heartbeat to spare, a gutsy show of resilience that earned another impressed round of applause from the Spring Breakers. Quelling a burst of anger with a double handful of the Israeli import’s dark hair, Olmstead got to her feet and forced Erza to do the sa--THWHACK! Dayna swatted the redhead’s hands aside and promptly rattled her teeth with a murderously stiff European Uppercut! Leila staggered without going down, thus creating just enough separation for Dayna to catch her breath.
“You will watch your tone around me in the future, Olmstead.” she spat. “I don’t tolerate that sort of language from my subordinates and I certainly won’t endure it from my opponNNNNGGGHHH!”
Leila stormed into the breach with a European Uppercut of her own, the force of it sending Dayna back several steps. “You don’t like my mouth, princess?” Olmstead sneered. “Then shut it.”
Erza checked her bottom lip for blood, found none. “With pleasure.”
She charged across the canvas, hopped off her back (left) foot and THWHUMPED a huge kick into the American’s sternum fully expecting her to hit the deck flat on her back. Imagine her surprise then when Olmstead reeled into the opposite set of strands and bounced off in a flat-out sprint! Still off balance in the wake of her own Big Boot, Dayna caught Leila’s answering boot square in the chin!
“HOW’S THAT, BABY?” Leila barked as Erza stumbled back, her long legs stamping in fencepost holes. “NEED TO SPIT SOME TEETH NNNGGGHH!”
The Israeli Powerhouse roared into the breach, her right hand coming down in a whistling overhand slap that CRAAAAAACKED off Olmstead’s tits! “I SAID MIND YOUR TONE!” Dayna shouted as the Castle Rock Chiropractor shambled away with both hands X’ed across her reddening cleavage. “OR I PROMISE YOU’LL KISS MY--”
Leila interrupted with yet a third charge, but this time Erza didn’t just brace her feet and take it. Instead she dipped low, stuffed both hands against the redhead’s tummy and straightened up at full speed to launch her adversary into the lights! The resultant freefall would’ve been painful enough if Dayna didn’t lift a finger, unfortunately for Leila the brunette got a hand on the small of Olmstead’s back and guided her down into a brutal throat-first landing across the top rope! There was a vicious ‘TWANG’ followed by an ungainly thud as Leila hit the canvas like a dropped rock!
FREE FALL STUN GUN:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=GZGKehKVMEA
Dayna started forward, meaning to fill both hands with the redhead’s hair but drew back when Olmstead clambered to boot-leather. Noting the shimmy in her foe’s knees and the hand clutched to her throat, Erza backed into the ropes and charged out in a dead sprint. Taking to the skies as the distance between them shrank to nothing, Dayna whipped around in a mid-air pirouette and THWHUNKED the point of her right knee into the side of Olmstead’s skull!
HOSTILE TAKEOVER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=OAyUmX0hAfs
Leila dropped to her knees before slopping forward onto her face. It would’ve been the perfect time to go for a pin but she was a little too close to the ropes for Erza’s liking so she grabbed a handful of trunks and muscled the other woman to her feet in fits and starts. Set snug behind the woozy warrior, Dayna cupped her left hand over Olmstead’s chin and threaded her right arm through opposing legs, all the better to muscle Leila onto her shoulders for a THAWHUNK! Dayna got ‘er up and immediately brought the hammer down, Erza landing on her left side while Olmstead was planted high and tight on the back of her skull! The redhead actually slumped to a seat, yet it was nothing more than residual momentum as Leila was already puddling onto her back when Dayna slid over, hooked the far leg and rolled into a brawny Back Press good for the…
ERZA'S HAMMER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=daN7a737eI0
ONE…
TWO…
THREE!
The bell CLANGED and Erza tossed Olmstead’s leg away so she could make it to her feet before the Announcer called, “Ladies and gentlemen, your winner via pin-fall… DAYNA ERZA!”
The Israeli Powerhouse stood tall in victory over her flattened opponent as the ref proceeded to lift her arm.
"You've been mediocre, at most. Not the toughest of deals I have handled." the brunette remarked coldly before dropping her hand and leaving the ring with her assistant trailing behind her.
Feedback snarled from the speakers and earned a surprised cheer from the crowd which segued nicely into the gnashing intro of Alice in Chains’ ‘Check My Brain’. From behind the curtain came a woman in a black vest that armored everything north of her midriff while treating those assembled to a solid view of her shoulders and legs. The crowd knew who was under the cowl but they still held their breath until the Castle Rock Chiropractor reached up and flipped back the hood. Green eyes sparkling, Leila raised both hands, wrapped them around an invisible stick and ‘snapped’ it in two before tossing each half over her shoulder.
LEILA OLMSTEAD:
Sigil delivered, Olmstead pinched the zipper at the hollow of her throat and drew it down to open the vest. Under the black leather were sturdy blue & white tie-dyed bottoms with blue ring connections at each hip and a matching top with the same small blue ring connection between her breasts. White knee and elbow pads and short blue wrestling boots finished the ensemble. With her anthem providing suitable accompaniment, Leila started down the ramp and though she didn’t extend her hands to the fans, she didn’t shy away from them either.
Pausing at the base of the ramp, Olmstead shrugged the vest from her shoulders, then climbed up the steps and slung it to the official. Once she’d swiped her boots on the ledge, the Mistress of the Backbreaker slipped through the strands and stalked to the center where she busted out a double bicep flex. The redhead turned to all four sides of the arena, making sure to finish facing the entryway. “Been a while since I’ve plied my trade on this side of the Atlantic.” Olmstead said to no one in particular. “Here’s hope you’re worth twelve hours in business class. Because if you’re not…” Leila snapped another invisible stick, then backed into the corner to await the arrival of FAWN’s newest Destroyer.
“And introducing her opponent, hailing from Tel Aviv, Israel, she stands at five feet ten inches tall and weighs in tonight at one hundred and forty pounds. This is… DAYNA ERZA!”
The impressively-built brunette stepped through the curtains as her music played, towering over her personal assistant, Miss Williams. The bespectacled Dayna, still clad in her office wear, marched down the ramp and slowly removed her spectacles, blazer, top and blouse , piece by piece to ultimately reveal a black, gem-decorated turtleneck one-piece.
DAYNA ERZA:
As Dayna glanced over her shoulder, her PA immediately unpacked the briefcase she was holding and handed over her boss's socks and ring boots like she read her mind (or rather Dayna manipulating her with just her mind). She took her time to put on her socks and boots, unbothered by her waiting opponent before stepping into the ring.
No posing, no pre-fight rituals, she warmed herself up with a few neck rotations before settling into her corner.
"Reject all incoming calls. Tell them it won't be long." she commanded Miss Williams without taking her eyes from the redhead in the opposite corner.
Never one to waste time, Dayna came out of her corner as soon as the bell CLANGED. The statuesque import had thought she might have to chase down her opposition, so she was pleasantly surprised when Leila’s approach proved as direct as her own. Slowing her pace as they neared center ring, Erza looked the redhead up and down before hunching forward in a grappler’s crouch. “I keep asking for better competition.” she said with no preamble. “And FAWN brass answers with a woman who hasn’t set foot on this continent in more than a year. I’m not sure if I should be flattered or insulted.”
Olmstead took a step back and settled into a crouch of her own. “I suppose that’ll depend on how you feel about being repeatedly dropped across my knee, big girl.” she replied with a wink. “So why don’t you reserve judgment for now?”
Dayna straightened up and strode into Leila’s personal space, the Israeli Powerhouse making a point of looking down her nose at the other woman. “You’ll mind your tone or I’ll drop you where you NGH!”
Leila snatched a handful of hair, tugged Dayna’s head down and promptly snapped it up with a stiff European Uppercut to the point of the chin! Erza swayed in place but otherwise looked fine so Olmstead helped herself to another handful of hair and THWHACKED another stiff Uppercut to the brunette’s chin.
EUROPEAN UPPERCUT x2:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=vYlprSMUrZY
A surprised rumble from the crowd when Dayna hit the deck flat on her back, the limber Destroyer clearly caught off-guard by the weight of her opponent’s shot. Dayna was surprised as the rest of the FAWNatics, though it quickly gave way to irritation when Leila backed off and beckoned her to rise. “Anciline called me to say she had a woman here in Orlando worth crossing the Atlantic for.” Olmstead noted once Erza rolled to one knee. “If you’re her, start acting like--”
Erza came off her knee in a flash and was on Leila just as fast, the black-clad battler sweeping her rival into a Collar and Elbow Tie-Up. Five pounds and a great deal of momentum let Dayna force Olmstead back several steps, but her march to the corner was interrupted when the Castle Rock Chiropractor dug in her heels and pushed right back.
“Bet those Crossfit abs of yours drive the boys crazy.” Leila teased in the midst of forcing Erza to cede one step, then two. “I wonder if they’ll hold up to any legitimate straWHOOAAH NNNGGGHHH!”
Dayna got low, gathered her strength and channeled it into a shove that sent the redhead flying backward! Olmstead hit hard but tumbled through the landing and bounced to one knee. Much happier with this arrangement, Erza made some minor adjustments to her one-piece as she said, “Question my fitness at your own peril, Olmstead. I assure you that doing so will prove most painful. Now get up. I won’t tell you twice.”
Leila’s eyes tossed emerald sparks before she blinked them away and popped up showing a wry smile. “Guess you might be worth the flight after all, honey.” She returned to the grappler’s crouch and invited Erza to do the same. “Think you can keep pushing me around?”
“I know I can.” the brunette answered without humor.
Olmstead would’ve invited her forward if Dayna hadn’t come of her own accord with a clinch at the ready. What followed was as much Test of Strength as it was Lock-Up, as the pair of Destroyers sought to impose her will upon the other. Each had their moments of control, though it changed quickly enough to look like a stalemate to the outside observer. Eventually their hands moved from shoulder to chin in a bit of mutual disrespect that still didn’t produce a concrete advantage. Certain that she was stronger than the brawny American, Erza steadied her breathing then plowed forward so abruptly Olmstead was almost bowled over! With Leila struggling to find her footing, Dayna stomped over to the nearest set of buckles and kept right on walking even when there was nowhere for her opponent to go. Still peeved about that pair of Uppercuts, Erza kept one hand on the redhead’s chin and puuuuuuuuuushed back to bend her neck at an unpleasant angle while she braced her other arm against Olmstead’s chest.
Craig Long noted their arrival in the corner but didn’t immediately call for a break just in case charges chose to honor it without his saying so. Five seconds worth of tense silence convinced him that wasn’t the case, so the ref strolled over and tapped Dayna on the shoulder. “All right Dayna, she’s in the corner. Let her go and back up.”
“Hear that, Olmstead?” the Israeli Powerhouse asked. “The official doesn’t think you can break my grip.”
Chafing beneath her foe’s encroaching palm, Olmstead growled, “I’ll break a lot more than your grip if you don’t back the hell up right--” Dayna stepped back without taking her hand off the redhead’s jaw, all the better for her to bring the other down on Leila’s chest with an Overhand Slap that CRAAACKED through the cavernous arena!
OVERHAND SLAP:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=bkPLEeABk6E
Smirking slightly as Long warned her about the infraction, Erza raised her hands to shoulder level and backed away from-THWHACK!
Leila draped her arms over the top rope to ensure she had plenty of support when she leaned back and drove her right foot into the taller woman’s jaw! Dayna stumbled hard, almost took a knee before catching her balance. “What’s the matter, tuff girl?” Olmstead snapped at the dark-eyed exotique. “Didn’t any of the chicks in your Zoomba class work up the nerve to kick you in the UNGH! UNGH! UNGH! UNGH!”
Erza’s answer came in the form of half a dozen Shoulderblocks, each driven deep into the pit of her rival’s stomach. Anchored to the middle rope for extra leverage, Dayna would’ve doubled the initial set (and wedged Olmstead’s butt between the top and middle turnbuckles) if Craig hadn’t once again stepped in and barked, “I said get it out of the corner, Dayna! ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR!”
Dayna complied half a second shy of disqualification, not that the narrow margin stopped her from pinking the American’s cheek with a scathing Bytch Slap. “I find that very few have the nerve to mouth off to me, Olmstead.” the big brunette muttered. “And those that do are quick to learn the error of their EEEERRRGGGHH!”
Olmstead stormed out of the corner, took Erza’s head in her hands and drove the curve of her forehead between the other woman’s eyes! Pleased by the shiver she felt run through Dayna’s frame, Leila transitioned to a Three Quarters Facelock, then twisted in a circle so Erza’s back was pointed at the corner. From there she dropped to one knee and flipped the Destroyer onto her tush with a textbook Snapmare. While hardly a game changing maneuver, it let Leila sidle into place on the brunette’s right, then hop up and stretch out so that she came down with her tummy THWHUMPING against the base of Erza’s neck!
Groaning in surprised hurt, Dayna crumpled to her side and wrapped both arms around her aching noggin. Beside her, Leila Olmstead rolled to one knee and took a moment to observe the situation. Satisfied with her plan of attack, she grabbed a double handful of hair and yanked Erza to a seat. “Something tells me you’re gonna feel real good landing across my knee.” the Mistress of the Backbreaker murmured as she snuggled in behind the dazed brunette. “But I think I’ll soften you up first, see if you’re even half as tough as Anciline says.”
With that she coiled her arms around Dayna’s torso and knotted her hands just below opposing juggs. Then she laid out on her right side and slung her left leg over the Israeli import’s left hip, thus adding another layer of discomfort to the grounded Bear Hug.
Dayna stretched her left arm out and steadied her breathing, intermittently trying to pry Leila’s arms open. As uncomfortable as the hold might be, it did not pose any threat to her other than sapping her strength. Realizing the ropes were too far, The Israeli Powerhouse rolled onto all fours with sheer might, with Leila mounted on top of her. Surprised but not faltered, Leila immediately wrapped her legs around her waist, “Bad move Dayna! I have the upper hand now!”, and constricted her chiseled waist. Dayna grunted upon receiving the Bodyscissors but they did not stop her from pushing to her knees. As Leila squeezed even harder, Dayna slapped her hands onto Leila’s hamstring and pushed herself to boot leather. It was at the moment when Leila began to understand the gravity of the situation as Dayna took a few steps forward and….
“NO! NO!”
…dropped onto her back, crushing Leila between the deck and her 140 pounds frame! Olmstead splayed out like a starfish as Dayna rolled away from the collision.
By no means worn out, Erza caught a few breaths and quickly rose to her feet, quite ready to punish her impudent foe. She reached down and coiled the redhead’s hair around her hand. With Leila’s face wrinkling in discomfort, Dayna tugged her back to her feet before sliding a hand between her legs and scooped her up, keeping Olmstead off the mat for a few seconds before sending her back down with a textbook Body Slam!
BODY SLAM
www.youtube.com/watch?v=oYPyaOD0KIc
Leila writhed in pain as the ring rattled, moving her hand to the small of her back to soothe the pain. But the Israeli Powerhouse was not going to stop. She picked the redhead up and placed her in a Front Facelock and grasped Leila’s ring-connector waistband. She took a breath and hauled her skywards, ensuring her legs were pointed straight into the air before dropping her with a Vertical Suplex!
DELAYED VERTICAL SUPLEX
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y1f1RvRvxq0
Leila popped into a seated position right after the hard landing but Dayna quickly shoved her back onto the mat and covered her with a forearm pressing against the side of her cheek, the most disrespectful cover possible.
ONE!
Leila popped her shoulders up at ‘ONE!’, displaying her mettle to Dayna. “Don’t worry, I have cancelled all my meetings tonight. I have plenty of time for you.” Dayna muttered with a faint smile as she picked the redhead off the mats.
“It’s…my…pleasure…” Leila heaved as she replied sarcastically. Slightly annoyed, Dayna placed her in a Front Facelock once more and lifted her skyward, this time, dropping her stomach onto the rubber-coated steel!
SUPLEX ONTO THE ROPES
www.youtube.com/watch?v=ma7XEIuTp1c
“OMMMMMPPPFFFFF” Leila clutched her stomach as she rolled back into the ring. Hissing in pain, “You…ssss…gotta do better than tha--” Leila ate a Big Boot from Dayna before she could even finish what she wanted to say.
“What’s that?” Dayna asked as she drove her foot into the pit of Leila’s stomach, causing her to ball up. “Know your place and who you are talking to.” The stern brunette growled, “I have all the power and influence to make sure you never wrestle again.”
Dayna backed off, allowing Olmstead to get up with the help of the ropes. Still feeling gutted, Leila staggered back to the center of the ring where the Israeli Powerhouse flatten her once more with a running Big Boot!
BIG BOOT
www.youtube.com/watch?v=N2S1GD_NbIQ
Leila jackknifed as she dropped to the mat and Dayna pressed the back of her calf down for the fall.
ONE!
TWO!
NOOOO!
Leila relied on instinct and kicked out of the fall at ‘TWO!’ Still dazed by the blow to her chin, she rolled to the side and pressed herself up with her elbows. Despite the unsuccessful cover, The Israeli Powerhouse remained calm. “Looks like you are going to get broken before you break any backs.” Dayna taunted as she picked Olmstead off the ground.
Once on her knees, Leila attempted to throw a surprise fist into Dayna’s midsection but was quickly thwarted with a knee to face. Unlike many wrestlers Leila has faced, Dayna was cool-headed and clairvoyant, traits that she had acquired through helming her company for years. It was difficult to find an opening until Dayna whipped Leila across the ring!
Dayna stretched her arms out, ready to intercept the returning Leila but the Mistress of the Backbreaker doubled over and ducked it in the nick of time. Dayna turned 180 as her opponent hit the opposite ropes, attempting to catch her with another Clothesline but she ducked under once more. Only this time, she managed to grab a handful of the brunette’s hair and tugged her backwards onto her waiting knee!
HAIRPULL BACKBREAKER
www.youtube.com/watch?v=OLjm9anYvbE
“UGNNHHH”, the brunette grunted slightly and grasped her scapula.
Settled on one knee while Erza tried to work the kinks from her vertebrae, Leila flipped the hair out of her eyes, then helped herself to a handful of Dayna’s dark locks as she got to her feet.
“Keep off her hair, Leila!” Craig noted. “You know better than that.”
Olmstead shrugged and shifted her grip to the seated battler‘s left shoulder. “Whatever you say, Craig.” With that she brought her right arm up, crooked it into a ‘V’ and dropped to one knee to drive that bony dagger into the crown of her opponent’s skull! Erza cried out and started to twist away, but Leila cupped her chin in one hand, thus holding her steady for a heavy Forearm Smash across the shoulders. Popping to boot-leather once she was certain Dayna wasn’t going anywhere for a while, the redhead ran the ropes directly ahead of her foe to come back twice as fast with a THWHACK! Olmstead lashed out with her right leg for a brutal Soccer Kick that clapped across Erza’s chest hard enough to make the floor seat fans cringe in sympathetic anguish. Knocked flat by the heavy blow, Dayna barely squirmed when Leila laid a knee atop her chest and hooked the far leg in a cradle good for…
PENALTY KICK:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gdz-jtx9Tx8
ONE…
TWO…
the Israeli Powerhouse shoved her attacker clear with a full second to spare and earned a nod from Leila in the process. “All right, so maybe you’re as tough as Anciline claims.” the Castle Rock Chiropractor admitted in the midst of muscling Erza to her feet. “Doesn’t mean I’ll let you get away with threatening NGH!”
Dayna cinched her arms around the American’s waist and muscled her off the canvas with a seemingly effortless Bear Hug! Quick to gouge her knotted hands into the small of Olmstead’s back, Erza jostled her burden back n’ forth for several seconds before drawing her in for a spirit-crushing belly to belly grind. “I don’t deal in threats or other nebulous foolishness, Olmstead.” the brunette noted. “Promises and certainties are more my stock and trade. So rest assured, if I say I’m going to beat you, I am going to beat ERGH!”
Leila palmed Dayna’s noggin on both hands, then snapped her head forward and down between Erza’s eyes! The Hug loosened to the point of uselessness and Olmstead wrested free only to lay claim to the Destroyer’s left wrist. A quick trio of Shoulderblocks to the sternum kept Dayna off balance enough for Leila to drop a hip and send her racing to the far side of the ring courtesy of an Irish Whip. Olmstead came down her back-trail in hot pursuit and certainly would’ve crushed her adversary with an Avalanche Splash if Erza hadn’t boosted herself into a seat on the top turnbuckle and fired a kick square at the other woman’s fa-NO! Leila hit the brakes and snatched hold of Erza’s proffered ankle.
Smiling at Dayna’s surprise, Olmstead taunted, “Hope your spine’s as tough as your talk, big girl.” She stepped back and yanked Dayna free from the corner, not onto the canvas, but into a snug floating cradle, Leila holding her burden under one knee and around the back of the neck. Eyes wide with surprise and alarm, Erza’s situation got that much worse when Olmstead went up on tiptoes and dropped to one knee to land her second Backbreaker of the evening.
LEG PULL BACKBREAKER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=XfQhDIqvxZg
Groaning as she tumbled away from the impact, Dayna came to rest on her stomach and gamely pushed to all fours. The very worst of the hurt was starting to fade when Leila strode over and slammed a heavy Double Axehandle into, you guessed it, the small of Erza’s back. “You’re really going to want to take some time to recover.” she chided as Dayna clutched her aching spine. “These Backbreakers are only going to get worse as the night goes on, honey.”
“Grrrhhhh… don’t bother to threaten me, Olmstead.” Erza grunted. “You don’t have what it takes to UUUUUNNNNGGGGHH!”
Leila straightened up, left her feet in a gorgeous vertical leap and came down with every bit of her hundred and thirty plus pounds atop Dayna’s lower back! The Splash sent a violent spasm through Erza’s limber frame but she didn’t roll onto her back and Olmstead didn’t try for a cover. Instead she collected the big brunette at hip and shoulder and hauled her to verticality. Once they’d returned to equal footing Leila took up residence on Dayna’s six and deftly reached between those long legs to grab hold of her left wrist. From there Olmstead twined her left arm around Erza’s right bicep and wrenched back to secure the almost Abdominal Stretch that made the Pumphandle what it was.
“Do you REALLY want to tell me what I can and can’t do to you right now? Especially when I’ve got the power to remind everyone that in this ring you‘re not some all powerful executive…” Leila trailed off and yanked on Dayna’s captured wrist so that the Israeli Powerhouse’s forearm bumped and jounced against her crotch. “You’re just another chick getting her spine realigned.”
Erza bared her teeth, tried to power free, hissed when Olmstead reefed back on her right arm. “I will NEVER, even on my worst day, be anything so mundane as ‘just another chick’, Olmstead. I’ve done more in AND out of this ring than you could ever hope to accomplish in WHOOOAAANNNNGGGGHH!”
PUMPHANDLE BACKBREAKER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=M3KmSiOyPAM
Leila muscled the brunette into the air like she was a lightweight and went down on one knee, once again introducing Erza’s spine to that posted joint. The jolt from the Pumphandle Backbreaker sent Dayna off her tormentor’s knee into a facedown sprawl on the canvas. Determined to grind some, if not all of the arrogance from her opponent’s tone, Leila collected Dayna’s feet and quickly angled the brunette’s right shin against the pit of her left knee, then folded that limb up to secure a rudimentary Figure Four. From there she stood up and threaded her right leg around the knotted stems and settled into a seat that wedged her knee into the small of Dayna’s back. Smile growing wider as the brunette grimaced beneath her weight, Olmstead laced an S-grip beneath the vulnerable battler’s chin and puuuuuuuuuuulled back.
DEATHLOCK CAMEL CLUTCH:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=R-v-i0wSsSo
“AAAAAHHHHHHHHH!” Dayna wailed aloud as she reached first for Leila’s hands and then ropes, both of which proved beyond her grasp. “Hear that sound you’re making, honey? That hapless, ‘please don‘t hurt me, I‘m thinking about quitting‘ sound?” Leila asked after she’d tugged hard enough to lift Erza’s chest off the mat for a quarter turn. “That sound’s not reserved exclusively for arrogant business executives trying to cosplay as a badass. I’ve heard it from everyone from nobodies to legends, from Hooters waitresses to World Champions. Fact is, EVERYONE sounds the same when I really start to stretch them, which means that for all your talk, you really are JUST. ANOTHER. CHICK.” The Mistress of the Backbreaker emphasized those last three words with three particularly virulent tugs on that captured chin.
Observing from a safe distance, Craig noted the unpleasant curve of Erza’s neck and spine with growing alarm. “What do you say, Dayna? Need to throw in the towel?”
Erza waggled a finger ‘no’ before jamming her elbows into mat. “All you have to do is stay out of my way.” she grimaced. “It’s time I showed Ms. Olmstead who I am.”
The ref did as bade and right on time too, as Dayna began dragging their combined weight toward the ropes. Progress was slow, but the fact that progress was even possible surprised Leila more than she cared to admit. “Impressive.” the redhead said after Erza halved the distance between herself and freedom. “I wonder, can you do it with lights in your eyes?” She leaned forward and CRAAAAAAAAAAANKED back twice as hard, forcing Dayna up on her palms to alleviate some of the pressure.
“Tap out, tough girl. Before I snap you in half.”
Dayna couldn’t shake her head or even growl a ‘no‘, so she dug her fingers into the mat and slowly resumed her slog to the strands.
The Israeli Powerhouse grunted uncomfortably as she toughed out the hold. Realizing that she’d be expanding her energy, she came to a stop and slowly reached for Leila's grasp. Holding onto her wrists, she slowly dug her fingers between her opponent's hand and her chin.
"Why don't you make things easy for the both of us and just tap?" The Mistress of the Backbreaker muttered as Erza continued to struggle quietly.
As Leila slackened the hold for the slightest bit, the Executive grabbed hold of her hand and broke out of the hold with a twist of the wrist!
“YEEEOOWWW!” Leila cried out and released her Chinlock, then the Figure Four. However, The Israeli Powerhouse held onto a wrist and wrenched her arm as she pushed herself to boot-leather.
Her breathing steadied, “Who do you think you are up against? Using an amateur hold like that.” Dayna tugged Olmstead onto her feet and pulled her into a decapitating Clothesline!
ARM-WRENCH CLOTHESLINE:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Sx2m8IjGbC8
Leila smacked the ground and sat up as her head ricocheted off the deck while Dayna quickly hit the ropes and returned with a devastating knee strike that spread Leila like a starfish on the mat! The Israeli dropped onto her opponent in a Lateral Press for the cover.
ONE!
TWO!
THRENOOOOOOOOO!
Leila lifted her shoulders milliseconds short of the third count! Dayna pushed back onto her knees, slightly impressed by her opponent now. “I must say, I didn’t expect that. But the struggle is all futile Leila.” The big brunette plucked her half-beaten opponent off the mat and softened Leila even further with knee strikes to her midsection!
“UNGGHH! UGGGGNHH! UNGHH FFFFUU…” The Mistress of the Backbreaker grunted as the strikes connected. Her body was so battered that she fell all the way back into the ropes with a light shove. Mustering just enough strength to return to the centre as she bounced off the ropes, Dayna grabbed hold of her waist and pushed her skywards when…
“UGHHHHH!”
Leila clapped Dayna’s ears before she was able to Make-it-Rain! Quick on her feet, The redhead quickly made use of the little opening and made a sprint for the ropes and returned with a…
“POOOWAAHHH!!!!” Leila wailed as Dayna, simultaneously, had made a sprint in the perpendicular direction and cut Leila into half with a sharp 140 pounds SPEARRRRRR!
SPEAR @ 3:16
www.youtube.com/watch?v=PMMCU0X0TNc
Leila jackknifed as she hit the deck like a lifeless corpse. Still feeling the ringing in her ears, Dayna clutched the side of her head as she slowly rolled onto Leila’s body and hook her far leg for the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
THREEENOOOO!!!
LEILA MIRACULOUSLY KICKED OUT OF A DEVASTATING SPEAR! The crowd burst into ‘This is awesome!’ chants as both ladies continued their fight for supremacy. Dayna rolled to one knee, still trying to rid the ringing in her ears as Leila writhed in pain. After the ringing subsided, at least a bit, The Israeli Powerhouse dragged Leila towards the corner and stomped her hard in the pit of her stomach, making sure she stayed down as Dayna unexpectedly moved into the corner and carefully climbed up the turnbuckle.
On the top rope, Dayna steadied her crouch and slowly pushed herself vertical, took a couple of deep breaths and leaped off the top rope with a gorgeous back-flip, treating the audience into an eye-opening Moonsault!
THWACK!
Nobody’s home for the Moonsault as Leila quickly rolled away on instinct. “OOOWWWHHHH” Dayna groaned as her body met the deck and rolled onto her back. Leila tired crawled towards Dayna and stretched her arm out just enough to place it on top of Dayna’s shoulder.
ONE!
TWO!
THRENNOOO!
Dayna lifted her shoulders at 2.5. Had Leila reached any sooner, Dayna would have paid for her high-risk venture in full. The redhead struggled to her feet and peeled her flattened foe off the ground. Weakened by the crash landing, the redhead picked her up by the waist and dropped her onto a single posted knee! “UGNHH!” Dayna grunted and winced in pain. But it did not end there, The Mistress of the Backbreaker continued to grind her back against the knee by pushing one of her legs into the ground and her hand against Dayna’s chin in a Backbreaker Torture Rack.
BACKBREAKER TORTURE RACK:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=INJXHH8oAWo
Dayna’s arms flailed in the air, struggling a little bit more than she was before as she groaned in pain.
“Say it…Say it and I will release you…” Leila heaved as she growled.
“Never in your lifetime! ARGHHHH!” Dayna defiantly refused, prompting the American to press her chin further down to the mat.
“It’s lucky you cancelled your appointments tonight. Because I can go alllllll…OWWWW!!!” Leila immediately relinquished the hold as a thumb flew right into her eyes!
“YOU CHEAP –“Leila’s retort quickly interrupted by yet another Big Boot into the face! This time round, The Israeli Powerhouse dropped onto her knees and clutched onto the small of her back, massaging the kink in her spine.
Sufficiently rested, The Israeli Powerhouse pushed herself back onto boot-leather with the help of the ropes, tugging her one piece back in place and “Miss Williams, my towel.”
Dayna took the towel off the hands of her personal assistant and wiped down the sweat from her face, chest and underarms while keeping her gaze on the struggling Leila from a distance before tossing it aside and proceeded to work on her tenacious foe.
Leila reached out for the strands and slowly erected herself, one rope at a time when an arm suddenly popped over her right shoulder, clutched her opposite wrist and pulled it over her throat. Another arm came from underneath and pressed the back of her head. Before Leila realized it, she was trapped in a Cobra Clutch!
SCISSORED COBRA CLUTCH:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=syeTQJdPPqI
As much as Leila tried to hold onto the ropes for the break, Dayna’s strength proved insurmountable as she quickly peeled the redhead off the ropes and thrashed her side-to-side in the center of the ring.
“This is how you apply a hold, Leila!” Erza growled.
Leila continued to fight the Clutch, dragging Dayna one step at a time, towards the ropes when a pair of legs quickly wrapped around her waist in a Bodyscissor and dropped her onto the mat!
“UGHHHHHHHH!!!” Leila wailed as she fought the pressure that was putting her to sleep.
Leila continued to struggle as the seconds ticked by but she refused to surrender, much to the big brunette’s irritation. “You’re finished!” Erza barked following a particularly vitriolic wrench of the Cobra Clutch. “Admit it now and perhaps I’ll let you leave the ring under your own AAAAHHHHH!”
Olmstead didn’t have much use for cheap shots or easy outs, however she was a strong proponent of receipts, which was why it didn’t bother her to jab a thumb into Dayna’s right eye! The Destroyer-class exotique cried out in surprise and craned her head back without releasing the hold, so Leila caught her attacker’s nose between thumb and forefinger and started to twist! Dayna yowled, abandoned her holds and scrambled to her knees, both hands already locked around the redhead’s wrist. Angered by the newcomer’s arrogance, Olmstead made it to boot-leather without relinquishing her grip, in fact she kept right on twisting until Craig reached ‘FOUR!’ on his count.
Relief was immediate and profound, so profound in fact that Erza didn’t realize Leila had her left wrist until the Castle Rock Chiropractor gave it a vicious yank! Dark eyes blazing, the Israeli Powerhouse looked up and growled, “You will pay for this insolence, Olm--” THWHUNK! Leila jerked her up and lunged forward while simultaneously pistoning her right knee into the side of Erza’s skull!
GREETINGS FROM CASTLE ROCK:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=XMJkaeSnQbQ
Dayna went down in a wide-eyed starfish, the usually domineering ingénue looking far more vulnerable than she ever had within the confines of a FAWN ring. Hands on her hips as she loomed over the flattened fighter, Olmstead snapped, “Fight like a bytch, get treated like a bytch. Keep your thumb away from my eyes and maybe that won’t happen again.”
Erza only grunted and rolled to her side, so Leila helped her up with a double handful of hair. Credit the tenacity of Dayna Erza, she went for a clinch as soon as she was vertical, unfortunately her reflexes were half a tick slower than usual thanks to that Kneelift and she ate a Toe Kick for her troubles. Leila followed up with a Standing Headscissors and a Waistlock, the latter segueing nicely into a lift that ended with Erza bent painfully over her foe’s right shoulder. Considering the recent focus on submission holds a Canadian Backbreaker was a perfectly logical next step, yet instead of bouncing on her heels Olmstead halved her grip so she could secure Dayna’s biceps one at a time. An impressed murmur from those assembled as the Mistress of the Backbreaker dipped her knees and hoisted Erza into a high, gorgeous crucifix that left the brunette’s arms stretched out at her sides.
From her place on the outside, Ms. Jones looked on with obvious concern as Olmstead tossed Dayna forward and down, hurling her into a hellacious descent that got that much worse when the redhead dropped to one knee! There was a heavy THWHUMP followed by a nearly breathless scream as the Crucifix Backbreaker damn near broke Erza in half! Writhing on the mat like a snake in its death throes, Dayna was in no position to stop Olmstead from settling into a snug Crossbody good for…
CRUCIFIX BACKBREAKER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=2uv2II1S1Tw
ONE…
TWO…
THRENOOOOOOOO!
Dayna got her far shoulder up with half a heartbeat to spare, a gutsy show of resilience that earned another impressed round of applause from the Spring Breakers. Quelling a burst of anger with a double handful of the Israeli import’s dark hair, Olmstead got to her feet and forced Erza to do the sa--THWHACK! Dayna swatted the redhead’s hands aside and promptly rattled her teeth with a murderously stiff European Uppercut! Leila staggered without going down, thus creating just enough separation for Dayna to catch her breath.
“You will watch your tone around me in the future, Olmstead.” she spat. “I don’t tolerate that sort of language from my subordinates and I certainly won’t endure it from my opponNNNNGGGHHH!”
Leila stormed into the breach with a European Uppercut of her own, the force of it sending Dayna back several steps. “You don’t like my mouth, princess?” Olmstead sneered. “Then shut it.”
Erza checked her bottom lip for blood, found none. “With pleasure.”
She charged across the canvas, hopped off her back (left) foot and THWHUMPED a huge kick into the American’s sternum fully expecting her to hit the deck flat on her back. Imagine her surprise then when Olmstead reeled into the opposite set of strands and bounced off in a flat-out sprint! Still off balance in the wake of her own Big Boot, Dayna caught Leila’s answering boot square in the chin!
“HOW’S THAT, BABY?” Leila barked as Erza stumbled back, her long legs stamping in fencepost holes. “NEED TO SPIT SOME TEETH NNNGGGHH!”
The Israeli Powerhouse roared into the breach, her right hand coming down in a whistling overhand slap that CRAAAAAACKED off Olmstead’s tits! “I SAID MIND YOUR TONE!” Dayna shouted as the Castle Rock Chiropractor shambled away with both hands X’ed across her reddening cleavage. “OR I PROMISE YOU’LL KISS MY--”
Leila interrupted with yet a third charge, but this time Erza didn’t just brace her feet and take it. Instead she dipped low, stuffed both hands against the redhead’s tummy and straightened up at full speed to launch her adversary into the lights! The resultant freefall would’ve been painful enough if Dayna didn’t lift a finger, unfortunately for Leila the brunette got a hand on the small of Olmstead’s back and guided her down into a brutal throat-first landing across the top rope! There was a vicious ‘TWANG’ followed by an ungainly thud as Leila hit the canvas like a dropped rock!
FREE FALL STUN GUN:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=GZGKehKVMEA
Dayna started forward, meaning to fill both hands with the redhead’s hair but drew back when Olmstead clambered to boot-leather. Noting the shimmy in her foe’s knees and the hand clutched to her throat, Erza backed into the ropes and charged out in a dead sprint. Taking to the skies as the distance between them shrank to nothing, Dayna whipped around in a mid-air pirouette and THWHUNKED the point of her right knee into the side of Olmstead’s skull!
HOSTILE TAKEOVER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=OAyUmX0hAfs
Leila dropped to her knees before slopping forward onto her face. It would’ve been the perfect time to go for a pin but she was a little too close to the ropes for Erza’s liking so she grabbed a handful of trunks and muscled the other woman to her feet in fits and starts. Set snug behind the woozy warrior, Dayna cupped her left hand over Olmstead’s chin and threaded her right arm through opposing legs, all the better to muscle Leila onto her shoulders for a THAWHUNK! Dayna got ‘er up and immediately brought the hammer down, Erza landing on her left side while Olmstead was planted high and tight on the back of her skull! The redhead actually slumped to a seat, yet it was nothing more than residual momentum as Leila was already puddling onto her back when Dayna slid over, hooked the far leg and rolled into a brawny Back Press good for the…
ERZA'S HAMMER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=daN7a737eI0
ONE…
TWO…
THREE!
The bell CLANGED and Erza tossed Olmstead’s leg away so she could make it to her feet before the Announcer called, “Ladies and gentlemen, your winner via pin-fall… DAYNA ERZA!”
The Israeli Powerhouse stood tall in victory over her flattened opponent as the ref proceeded to lift her arm.
"You've been mediocre, at most. Not the toughest of deals I have handled." the brunette remarked coldly before dropping her hand and leaving the ring with her assistant trailing behind her.