SS 14 Friction World Cup Finals: Croatia Vs. United States

Preceded By: SS 14 Best 2/3 Falls: Taylor Parker Vs. Adrian Kytes
Followed By: SS 14: Casino Cash Out Match for the Hardcore Title: Brittany Vs. Liberty

Representing Croatia:

Nikolette Tessla


Vs.

Representing The United States of America:

Kelly Conway


Match Type: Standard
Winning Conditions: Pinfall, Submission or Knockout
Special Conditions: The winner will be declared the winner of the Friction World Cup Tournament and receive a special prize.

Pride is on the line! The Friction World Cup has been going on for months and the top eight countries each picked a representative to face off in a tournament. Now, at long last, two competitors face off. A battle between two competitors will become a war of nations!

This was it. Nikolette was finally going to get her hands on Kelly Conway. She'd waited a long time for the chance to meet the blonde in the ring. Longer than she could remember. Now there was no running and no hiding. She'd trained relentlessly, quit her day job and focused on Wrestling. She'd beat two other competitors and got the chance to represent her home country at Summer Splash.

The sun was hot and the surf's cool breeze swept into the open air arena. She hadn't spent time in Atlantic City, instead taking a bus to Long Island where she spent some time reflecting on things. She didn't want to see anyone until the match, even Gwendolyn, who had a match earlier in the day. She would meet up later and the two of them could, hopefully, celebrate their victories together.

But now her focus was Kelly and as her National Anthem played, Nikolette walked down the entrance ramp with her arm raised in the air. She was wearing a white Sports bra with blue trim and the Croat insignia on one breast. Aside from that, the rest of her outfit was normal. Fingerless gloves, heavy boots and baggy worker's pants. Her legs were probably going to get sweaty int he hot sun, but she was certain that she wouldn't have time to think about it.

The crowd cheered as she slipped into the ring and went to her corner. She stretched and tugged on the ropes and hopped on the balls of her feet. Kelly Conway was going to be hers and once she was through with the blonde, Angel would be next!

Silence remained in the air for a good while before finally... The American National began to play throughout the opened arena and for the first time in a very long time, the crowd was cheering for Kelly Conway of Phoenix Arizona, USA. Suddenly though, her song cut...

"YEAH, UH! GET UP NOW!"  the voice of the late great James Brown was soon heard and the crowd jumped on their almost immediately, they knew what was coming and they loved it. They loved it so much, standing on their feet and jamming along, singing along to the lyrics as several women dressed as Lady Liberty, clad in green gowns like they were straight from Liberty Tax, began to step from the curtain onto the arena entrance stage in rows of two, carrying torches that flashed red, white and blue.

A few seconds later, down the center of the ramp, two men, dressed as Uncle Sam, appered to be carrying out something from atop their shoulders, as they moved forth, a platform that resembled a miniature wrestling ring with red, white and blue ropes, was revealed with 4 other Uncle Sams carrying it in front of Lady Liberties, and who was atop this Mini Ring Platform?

Spoiler:

The Challenger. Kelly Conway.

Her arrival sparked cheers, lots of flags waving as the blonde was revealed, wearing a sparkling, blue sports jacket underneath her American flag sports bra, wearing red and white stripped shorts, matching elbow and knee pads, followed by red wrestling boots... And of course, an Uncle Sam styled top hat. She bounced and waved happily on her platform, waving to the crowd as she grooved around like an idiot before she was positioned near the edge of the real ring, prompting Kelly to eagerly vault off her platform, jumping over the ring ropes and landing in a slide with her padded knees. She then suddenly sat up and extended her arms as the stage behind her exploded with red white and blue steaks of pyro, popping off in the sky above the crowd.

Kelly then hastily stood up and pointed to Nikolette dramatically, bouncing on the balls of her feet, alternating between her left and right. "YOU!" She said loudly. "I WANT YOU!" She cried, knowing she had stolen an interest but seriously doubted Nikolette had ever seen one of the greatest American films of all time since it's 3 other entries.

"....And now with theatrics aside...."

Buried deep inside Kelly's lust for attention and desire to be as over the top as possible, lied hunger. A hunger for victory, for power, for success, for revenge. She hated Nikolette so much. This foolish girl who had insulted her but not even knowing her worth. Angel WAS the champion. But to treat her as nothing more than a stepping stone?   She didn't know why she cared so much but she wanted to be Nikolette's worst enemy, the one she hated most, the one she wanted to fight more than anyone. The very idea of being less important than someone else ate at her pride. She couldn't stand it.

But now finally a chance to crush this fool beneath her feet. A chance to go on and have an opportunity at competing for the AFW title. The Chance for success was so close she could taste it, she wanted it, needed it and had to have it. And the only person in her way was this yokel who needed to be shown that even without gold, that she was someone that Tessla would never ever forget. That when she lost today, she'd carry the shame of this loss for years, that upon the reflection of her life at her death bed, she have one single regret, and that was losing in the Friction World Cup Finals to the future AFW champion, Kelly Conway.

That was what Kelly wanted here tonight.

Nikolette watched Kelly's ridiculous entrance with her head tilted enough so Kelly wouldn't see her watching if she looked her way. However, the cheers and the spectacle Kelly paraded to the ring was a bit overwhelming, especially compared to her own austere entrance. Nikolette somehow found it a bit fitting though, all things considered.

However, when Kelly called her out, the engineer's green eyes flashed and she stepped forward. "Oh, ya finally want me, eh? Not as much as I want y'all, I'm sure. Since ya can't duck me, maybe her forcin' yerself ta grow a spine but it don't matter."

Nikolette grinned and cracked her knuckles as the bell rang. "Time ta finish it." Nikolette said as she bent her knees and lunged at Kelly looking to drive her heavy boot into the American's gut.

"Fool. I never ducked you. You were just not worth my time and you still aren't! I'm going out of my way to kick your ass. Like America itself invading your country, it'll be all over before Anderson Cooper can even report it!" Kelly spat as she ditched her coat and top hat. Bouncing on the balls of her feet, hopping freely side to side before the bell rang.

Suddenly, The brawler lunged in, she was quick, quick enough to surprise Kelly and startle her slightly as the woman went in and lifted up her boot and rammed it deep into Kelly's stomach, doubling her over instantly as spittle flew from her mouth. "AUUUUGHH!!" Kelly was winded, she closed her eyes and hugged her stomach, staggering backwards, close the ropes.

Nikolette didn't waste words when there was action to be had. Managing to double Kelly over with her opening salvo. The Serbian buried her hands into Kelly's golden locks and bent her knees. She tried to use her strength as she torqued her body to lift Kelly off the ground and fling her face first into the mat.

"I feel the same way!"

Winded from the kick that had buried into her gut, Kelly pawed forward the moment she felt Nikolette's hands sink into her hair, trying to grab the girl's ankles and yank them forward, but she was too far away, leaving Nikolette to indeed lift Kelly's head as the serb jumped up and dropped, pulling Kelly's head down to slam the blonde face first into the mat.

"HAUGH!" Kelly's head bounced up off the mat, her body aching back until she sat upright on her knees, her head jostling on her shoulders as her brain was rattled before slumping over onto her side, cupping her lip before she desperately tried to roll towards the ropes. Much of the crowd was cheering for Nikolette, the fans that saw her a hero and rising star that was taking down the loud mouth cheater that was Kelly Conway, there was even a small section of fans who had t-shirts with the flag of Croatia upon it, some even waving actual flags, cheering hard for Nikolette amongst the divided crowd who was watching the serb already take apart the blabber mouth blonde!

Nikolette watched Kelly try to roll away. Was she already looking to try and catch a breather by getting out of the ring? The engineer dove to try and catch hold of the blonde's leg.

"Oh no ya don't!"

If she could get hold of the foot, she would try and drag Kelly back to the middle of the ring and spike Kelly's knee hard into the mat.

To Kelly's frustration, Nik wasn't giving her a breather at all. Clinching her teeth despite her throbbing lips as the woman dove for her leg, attempting to grab Kelly's foot and she did do just that, trying to drag Kelly right back to the center of the ring.

"Fuck off!" Kelly spat, trying to twist herself on her back attempt to kick her free leg right into Nikolette's face to force her off.

"Ugh!"

Nikolette staggered back and clutched her face, letting go of Kelly's foot when she was kicked. The engineer still knew she couldn't let Kelly rest though. She bent her knees and looked at Kelly as she sidled to her left.

If Kelly wanted out of the ring so badly, Nikolette would oblige the blonde as she dashed back at Kelly , looking to baseball slide into the American and shove her out of the ring painfully.