Morrigan vs. Valley Doll - The Show Must Go On

Once Morrigan was out of the ring and holding onto Valley's leg, all she needed to do was reach out and claim the other ankle so she had Valley in a pretty bad position. She could start to wrap the blonde's leg around the turnbuckle pole, that might clip her wings. She could also just pull the blonde straight back and see what happened.

She was sort of curious.

With a big, shit eating grin, Morrigan took the ankles and backpedaled as fast as she could. Of course, her curiosity would be sated long before she did anything. she certainly knew what was going to happen and this bitch definitely deserved the crotch more than the leg.

Valley had started to push up when she felt Morrigan's arm around her ankles. It suddenly dawned on her what position she was in, and what was likely about to happen, and she reached to the side to try to grab the ropes. Last ditch effort. "Nonono-"

It didn't work.

Valley's crotch was slammed into the turnbuckle with bone-cracking force, and the pain shot through her waist like a hot lance, searing pain that cut right to the bone. Valley let out a long wail and curled up, putting both hands over her aching inner thigh. Her eyes screwed shut, her face twisted, her teeth clenched. She'd taken that move a few times before, but every time felt like the first. Somethings you just don't get used to.

"God..." She grunted through her teeth. "Damn it!"

Where much of the crowd turned away, Morrigan watched every delicious second of Valley's lady bits getting flattened by an iron pipe. It was a good feeling, especially since it was well within the bounds of the rules, even if the referee was shaking her head and yelling.

Well, she had a few seconds before the referee got too serious. Morrigan pulled on Valley's leg lifted it up, hoping to slam the blonde's knee into the corner of the apron. Morrigan then slid into the ring and while Valley was hopefully dealing with other issues, she would grab the top ropes to give her leverage while she looked to step on Valley's neck.

Valley didn't regret centering her wrestling style on kicks and agility. Her legs had served her well quite a few times, but there was always the big, obvious problem of giving her a rather obvious weakness. Sooner or later, her opponent always tried to take her out from below the waist. And it was usually sooner, too.

So when Morrigan threw her knee into the steel post, Valley wasn't surprised, but that didn't help her deal with the pain one bit. Her wails grew even louder, and she moved one hand away from her crotch to nurse the aching bones, trying massage the pain away. But she didn't even have long to do that.

Valley broke into a fresh round of full screams when she felt Morrigan's heel digging into her neck. She wasn't a heavyweight by any measure, but it didn't take much on that particular point to deal critical pain. Valley's hands immediately went up and desperately tried to push her foot off. She could recover fine if her leg or her groin broke. Not so much for her neck.

"Off!" She let out another shriek as she tried to pry Morrigan's boot off with feeble fingers. "Get off! Stop!"

Morrigan heard Valley's cries and smiled. "Sure thing, just give me, uh..." Morrigan looked two the ref as she was starting the five count. "About twooo seconds."

Morrigan stepped off of Valley at the one count. She then bent her knees, grabbed the top ropes again and jumped up to drive her boots into Valley's spine.

Valley breathed a sigh of relief when the count finally got Morrigan off her neck. She tried to, anyway. Something in her neck was messed up, and the simple act of inhaling seemed to stretch her muscles further than they wanted to. Not to mention that even trying to move her neck around made it feel like Morrigan's boot was right on her again.

She didn't think she could move much, but when Morrigan's feet come down hard on her spine, she found the energy. Valley whooped and hollered and went into spasms, rolling a few feet before she came to a rest with her back to the mat. She laid there, staring up at the ceiling, trying hard to get up just so she could properly defend herself, but even that was too much. The pain in her back was excruciating, insanely torturous, and any attempt to rise simply knocked her down with the pain.

Morrigan slithered towards Valley as she tried to crawl away. She could see that she'd messed up Valley's neck. She had thought that she might keep at the blonde's legs but now she had a new target. Morrigan slipped around Valley and bent over, looking to bury her fingers in Valley's hair and yank her up, jerking her around as much as she could.

 If she could get Valley up, then she'd try and run with Valley and hit her with a bulldog.

Valley missed Akashi. Yes, she'd taken a beating there, but at least Akashi hadn't been out to do any real, permanent damage. Morrigan didn't just want humiliation, it felt like she was looking to put Valley down so hard she wouldn't be getting up for a long time. If ever.

That message came through loud and clear when Valley was lifted up again by her hair, letting out little yelps and shrieks with every harsh twist of her neck. Valley threw some punches on the way up, but none of them had any real impact behind them, not nearly enough to stop what she suspected was about to happen. "Don't-"

She took the bulldog flat on her face and hit with enough impact to shake the ring, once again pressing her face flat into the mat. The ring muffled Valley's scream as she laid there, bringing her hands up to weakly paw at her neck. She was fading. Just staying awake was starting to take some real effort, and she was beginning to wonder why she even bothered. She was not going to win this match. Period. A knockout would be the closest she could get to a real break, here.

Morrigan spun around to face Valley Doll once she hit with the bulldog. She kept a tight hold on the platinum locks and yanked again, once more cranking on the blonde's neck. She looked to pull her up and put her between her legs. If she could fit her there, then she would reach over to grab Vally Doll's waist.

If the American wanted her suffering to be over,t hen Morrigan was happy to oblige her as she would try to heave Valley up into a piledriver position and bring her crashing back down on her skull.

Valley was only dimly aware of what was going on. She knew she was being lifted up by the pain in her neck. She could feel the pressure around her head, some kind of squeezing. Her body was lifted up, held upside down. But she couldn't quite connect the dots and figure out what was about to happen. It was like her brain was sluggish, producing data with a lag, and all she had enough presence of mind to really do was pray that it would be over soon.

Her prayer was answered by a sudden drop, a thunderous noise, and her entire world rapidly fading to black. Her body went limp, her eyes closed, and she fell like an unwanted doll off the shelve. Just a lifeless wreck on the floor, laying there, facedown, with her hair splayed about her face. 

Done. Totally done.