Danika Gorski vs. River Styx - First Class

Not wanting to give the little bitch time to recover, Styx started to close in on Danika, already conisdering the multitude of ways she could make her hurt with the stair steps alone. Banging her head against them was too simple. Instead, she could press Danika's face into the metal and grind it along. Or she could smash Danika's hand in the middle of the steps. Maybe kick her in the face and sandwich her skull between her boot and the metal? Possibilities abounded.

She stopped, though, when she heard something come from the audience, words from some guy in the front row. Little guy, nerd in glasses, looked like your average Japanese salaryman enjoying a night off.

"Go, Danika!" He cheered. "Come on! Get up!"

Styx raised an eyebrow at the man, then stomped towards Danika with fast steps, making up for lost time. "Oh, you want your hero, huh?" She reached down and grabbed her around the throat with one hand and around the crotch with the other, roughly hauling her up into a fireman's carry. "Fine! Fucking take her!"

Styx lifted Danika off her shoulders and tossed her towards the audience like a bag of trash to the dumpster, not even caring what she landed on. Or who.

Danika found herself on the wrong end of more punishment as she was thrown into the crowd, landing on a couple guys in the front row! She screamed the entire way and felt pain shooting through her shoulder which again absorbed most of the impact!

Danika looked up at the men and in accent-free Japanese quietly said "I need to borrow a seat.."

They were confused and hurt themselves, offering little reply other than moans of pain. Good enough. Danika slowly worked her way up grabbing onto a chair near the barricade. As soon as Styx moved close enough, Danika moved into action.

"Catch." She said flatly as she tossed the chair at Styx's face, following it up immediately by vaulting over the barricade and aiming a spinning kick right at the chair, hoping to drive it into Styx's face!

Throwing innocent bystanders into the audience was surprisingly fun and uplifting to Styx's spirits. She made a note to do it more often.

Danika was going to be a bit busy collecting herself for a moment, so Styx decided it was time to bring one of her tools into the mix and spice things up even more than they were already. She reached under the bottom rope and pulled the kendo stick out of the ring, taking a quick detour before made her way back to the barricades. It would be worth it.

Unfortunately, Danika was a bit hardier than her frail frame suggested, and Styx had a steel chair waiting for her. She caught it with her spare hand, but that wasn't the attack - no, the kick that followed it was. Another one of Danika's fucking kicks, this time with solid steel enforcing it.

The blow rocked Styx's face and dropped her flat on her back, as the kendo stick went clattering away. She grounded her teeth down hard and shook her head, swearing she could feel her brain swimming around.

Danika moved over to Styx, loking at the kendo stick. "Did you plan on using this?"

Danika picked up the kendo stick and held it up to the crowd, smiling. She was a crowd favorite.... a new feling for her. Normaly her cold nature turned fans off to her. Styx must be hated indeed!

Danika proceeded to swing the kendo stick down on the abdomen of Styx....still smiling as she swung.

This wasn't going quite as River Styx planned. Ideally, she would have been beating Danika senseless in the middle of the ring at this point, smacking her around with a bat or chocking her with a chain while the crowd begged and pleaded for her to stop. She still planned on that - or something similar - happening before the match was through, it was just going to be a little more tedious than originally planned. Danika had the audacity to fight back instead of taking the punishment like the victim she was. Stubborn bitch.

Styx had just started to sit up when Danika hit her in the stomach with her own goddamn kendo stick. The blow lit her stomach on fire and she went rolling away, tumbling around while the pain sent her into spasms and gagging after every turn. Styx stopped when she neared the steps and reached up, grabbing hold of the top with one hand and trying to pull herself up.

Her other hand stayed at her side, and started to subtlely slip into the dark folds of her pocket...

Danika threw the kendo stick down and moved up behind Styx. This woman would know pain and Danika planned on showing off all the various assets of her game. She could strike, use weapons, and now she had to illustrate a bit more of a technical side.

Danika saw Styx slowly getting up and planned on grabbing her from behind around the waist. "What have we here?" Danika said as she wrapped up Styx from behind, confident that she was in control of the matchup.

Styx expected Danika to follow up with something hard and painful. The little waif dressed like an idiot, but she didn't fight like one, and her wisest course of action would be to pummel Styx into the floor with the nearest blunt object she could find, for as long as her body was phsyically able.

But it seemed Danika was trying to get cute, going for some kind of manuever that involved Styx's waist. Whatever it was, she wasn't getting the chance. "Want to see?"

Styx pulled out the brass knuckles from her pocket, already wrapped tight around her fingers and ready  to deliver fresh pain. She tried to give Danika a short punch in the wrist, looking to jab the hard metal right into the bone for the best reaction.

Danika howled in pain as brass met bone! She let go and backed off, staggering back and clutching her right wrist as she glared at Styx.

"Ngh... so you need brass to take me down. Smart, but a pitiful reflection of what you can do without tools. You likely are nothing more than a tool." Danika said as she planned her next course of action. Her shoulder, and now her wrist were hurting so pounding Styx was out of the question. However, Danika even healthy wasn't keen on trying to go punch for punch with a woman like Styx.

Styx didn't like being kicked it seemed, she really wouldn't like a sweep kick taking her down followed by stomps to the gut....

And now Danika was complaining about her using weapons. In a hardcore match. Styx was considering taking back what she thought about her not being an idiot.

"You know, for a cunt who gave me shit about talking too much, you sure talk an awful lot. Just saying." Styx stood up as straight as she could with her stomach still tied in knots from the kendo stick and a fresh trickle of blood running down from her nose. Two injuries she'd be sure to pay Danika back for before this done with. With interest.

It would have to wait a little while longer, as she still had enough energy left in her slip of a body to perform a swift trip with her legs. It caught Styx at the ankle and brought her down hard on her back, and the next thing she knew, before she could get in a few blinks, she was already taking a bevy of harsh stomps to the chest. One or two wouldn't be so bad, but Danika was drilling them in with jackhammer speed, as if Styx was a bug that just wouldn't stay squashed.

After stomping on Styx, Danika moved away towards the ring reaching underneath. Styx wanted hardcore, she would get hardcore. Oh yes, she would get it all right....

Danika felt the ladder underneath the ring and pulled it out for the crowd to see, with them cheering as soon as it became visible. Danika knew Styx wouldn't stay down forever, hell she knew Styx wouldn't stay down for long! She quickly began to set up the ladder.....