Brat Pack (Cham Cham & Zhu Rong) vs. Sabre

Zhu Rong was waiting rather impatiently for her time in the ring. So far the match had been looking far from even, and thought she would like to see Cham Cham in pain and inferior to her opponent, the Tigress could no longer wait! When Sabre was on the floor and Cham Cham was close to her, she would decide to tag herself in, bringing her hand up to gently smack Cham Cham on the shoulder, smirking as she would step into the ring without waiting for the angered response she might get from the sweaty partner.

She pressed back against the ropes before she rushed towards the downed Sabre, jumping off her feet and aiming to slam herself butt first right upon Sabre's stomach, looking to drive all the air from her lungs and keep Sabre stunned for a little while longer.

"Hey!" Cham Cham barked as Zhu Rong tagged herself in... Although the feline was moving up towards their corner to make the tag anyway, the fact that Zhu had slapped her shoulder rather than wait for Cham Cham to stick out a paw allowed the green hair kawaii with a good enough alibi

"Cham Cham no need Zhu's help for this one!" she protested while Zhu made her way into the ring by attempting to land on the sprawled out Sabre

The crowd couldnâ€t believe the dramatic turnaround, as the dominant Sabre was now flat on her back. She was in a bad way, as to be expected after taking such a hard (and foolish) blow to the head.

The statuesque savage seemed to have more problems coming her way, too, as the second Brat tagged in, not going for Sabre immediately but heading for the ropes to build up momentum.

Sabre hardly knew where she was or how she had ended up on her back. Her skull ached terribly. She slowly lifted her head up and tried to blink the cobwebs from her red eyes.

“Huh… what?” she groaned. Just in time to be unexpectedly answered by Zhu Rongâ€s running butt drop.

“Ungghhh!!” she moaned as the blonde-haired Chinese girl landed full weight on her stomach. Her limbs jerked with the shock as air was painfully forced from her chest. Now Sabre was not only stunned and floored, but winded and pinned, too.

The little kawaii managed to solidify a spot on top of Sabre's tummy, giving her a mean grin before her attention was turned back to the upset tag team partner she had with her. " Be a masochist elsewhere, chimp chimp! " She still teased her, and would only take two seconds before her attention was brought back to Sabre and thought about what to do next. " You're skull is in the way of doing other stuff.. " She leaned in close, inspecting it while Sabre was laying stunned upon the mat. looking like she was ready to take it off!

" ..I will take it off after I won. " She decided against taking it off not, and get up to roll Sabre onto her stomach. She will try to straddle Sabre's back now, trying to get Sabre's arms over her thighs and start to set her up for a camel clutch!

"What ju say?!!" Cham Cham roared indignantly, hoping up and down.. However at that point the ref girl intervened on the situation, seeming to save Zhu Rong from an interference attack from one of the Brat Pack founders as much as she did save Sabre from one. The ref got in between Cham Cham and the other two, a count started to force the kawaii out of the ropes onto the apron of the ring

Sabre groaned weakly as Zhu Rong sat atop her stomach and stared down at her. This girl had the same red, predatory eyes that she did. She might prove a more focused foe than Cham Cham... although, Sabre thought, her size advantage should really see the stone age babe through.

That didn't count for much, though, with Sabre flat on her back. Her heart skipped a beat as Zhu Rong reached for her mask, and she growled in angry warning. Fortunately, Sabre was wearing a black eyemask beneath her skull costume, so if she lost the mask she could still protect her identity... but she wasn't about to let Zhu think she could take her stuff and get away with it.

Not that Sabre was really in a position to enforce her will right now. Still sluggish from her trip to the turnbuckle, she could only struggle weakly as she was rolled onto her front and put in a camel clutch. The big girl's bad spell got decidedly worse, as her spine began to be pulled back.

"Nghh..." she grunted, realising she was going to have to endure more pain before she got back into this match.

The kawaii couldn't help but snicker when she heard Cham Cham complaining, looking over at the girl as she was ushered out by the referee. " Just stay there, I'll tag you in later when I've grown bored. " Her head tilted back to the woman in her clutched, knowing that she couldn't hold a full grown amazon in this position for long and decided to inflict as much pain as possible! She clasped her hands underneath Sabre's chin to pull hard on it!

" Welcome to my hunting grounds! " She yelled down at Sabre as she pulled as hard as she could, showing no mercy to the woman underneath her, who was twice her size! Zhu Rong was not intimidated, even if Sabre had all the right things going for her, the skull on her head which would bring tension to most opponents and that bone club she had witnessed before. Zhu Rong did her homework on Sabre and was trying to strike her at effective fronts.

Sabre groaned again as more pain ran down her spine. With her arms trapped behind the Chinese girl's thighs she did feel quite helpless right now, and was irked by the huntress's comment. At the moment it DID feel like Zhu had picked Sabre off like a true predator, the big girl bested by her smaller foe's sharp strategy.

Sabre soon remembered, though, that it wasn't Zhu who had put her there. She hadn't earned the right to gloat yet. And when she got a taste of Sabre's strength, her attitude would soon change!

Resolving to show exactly what she could do, Sabre would start to thrash wildly in the camel clutch. It was painful, and it burned up a lot of her energy, but she was determined to make things difficult for her foe.

Zhu Rong kept a tight hold on the woman, really looking to pressure that strength out of her and make her fall victim to Zhu Rong's camel clutch. It didn't exacty work out that fell as the woman began to trash and break the hold! Zhu huffed out in annoyance, releasing Sabre's chin and would seek to repeatedly whack the woman on the head to try and make her quiet down.

While she knew that the skull on Sabre's head would protect her from the blow, she hoped that after plenty of smacks, she would give the woman a headache because if this trashing kept on much longer, she would surely fall off the barbarian woman.

Sabre took the head blows, grunting with each one, as they exacerbated the sore skull sheâ€d gotten from head butting the turnbuckle. They slowed her struggled but she didnâ€t stop, still desperate to get out of the spine-stretching camel clutch. The pain and effort was making her sweat, the smaller wrestler working her a lot harder than she would have liked.

“Get! Off! Me!” she growled angrily, bucking her hips to give Zhu Rong a rough ride. Sheâ€d been in the hold a little while now, though, so was starting to suffer from it.