Grudge Match: Cecilia Northman Vs. Morgan Raine

With her hands digging into the large orbs of Morgan it didn't take long before the beautiful Soldier changed tactics, instead of keeping the fight going like Cecilia had expected her to do, she instead found herself shoved off of Morgan. The blond beauty would quickly attempt to scramble up towards her feet and turn to face Morgan. Not wanting to give the girl anytime to recover as the beautiful Cecilia would attempt to push herself up towards her feet and rush over towards the pink haired soldier.

Upon reaching Morgan the Swede would attempt to shoot up her knee, trying to catch the Canadian right in her gut with a mighty knee strike to hopefully double the girl over. If she could do that, then Cecilia would attempt and quickly pull Morgan's head in under her right armpit, attempting to swing her foe's left arm up around her own neck and then reach down with her left arm to try and grab a firm hold of the girl's hip. With a heavy heave the blond beauty would attempt to lift Morgan upside down into the air, before throwing the both of them backwards in order to try and hit the Soldier with a vertical suplex.

Morgan soon took some heavy blows to the torso, doubling her over from the impacts. She had to be better at defending herself, especially given how devastating Cecilia's strikes were. The beautiful blond had muscle to spare, so letting her have her way would only lead to disaster. Soon after that, she found herself trapped in the powerhouse's armpit, which caused some panic as she thought that she was about to be slapped into a submission hold. Luckily for her, it was just a suplex. This one was something Granite was prepared for.

The cold Canadian tried to hook one leg around Cecilia's to stop herself from being lifted. If she could manage that, she'd try to free her left arm and grab Cecilia by the hips so she could push forward quickly and ram her sworn enemy against the turnbuckle!

Bringing the pain to Morgan's torso seemed to work well as the blond soon had the pink haired soldier doubled over and within her grasp, all that was left now was just to send the girl over her with a might suplex. As the Swedish powerhouse grabbed a hold of Morgan's head and drove it in under her armpit, wrapping her arm tightly around Morgan's head and was just about to lift the girl up into the air...she found herself stopped.

Morgan's leg had hooked around hers and kept her from pulling the girl' up, and soon came to follow Morgans' retaliation, as the buxom canadian grabbed a hold of Cecilia's hips and then rushed them off towards the corner. The blond beauty's body was crushed between the turnbuckle and Morgan's shoulder, her well-trained abs giving way to Morgan's power and the momentum, " Gaahg!" the blond let out as she was rammed into the turnbuckle, slumping over a bit against Morgan's frame.

With Cecilia stopped for a few moments, Granite had the advantage. She'd have to make the best of it, though. Taking out the body wouldn't be enough. The sexy blond was too tough to be defeated without putting her lights out. A strong body was nothing without a will driving it. To destroy that would require some incredible strength, which the two of them had in spades. So, it was only natural that Morgan would go headhunting first, before her opponent could use her superior power to break her in two.

Pulling back from those well trained abs she had smashed herself against, the Canadian brawler cocked her right fist back and swung it in a mighty straight at Cecilia's face!

Cecilia's back slummed against the corner after she had been driven into it by Morgan's powerful spear, if there was one thing that could be said about the Canadian it was that she packed one hell of a punch, or rather spear. It had pretty much been the move that took Cecilia out in their last match, however this time it wasn't as devastating.

What came next though snapped the blond's head to the side as Morgan's mighty fist impacted with the Swede's cheek, a slight amount of spittle escaping from Cecilia's lips as she would then turn her head back to Morgan, glaring at the girl as she'd proceed to try and retaliate by trying to throw her right foot up for a front kick against Morgan's abs attempting to double the girl over and leave her open for a counter attack.

Granite smiled coldly as her punch landed, snapping Cecilia's face to the side. It wouldn't go unanswered for, though. Almost immediately, the Swede delivered a powerful kick in return, her toned leg blasting the Canadian brawler in the stomach and forcing her to double over in pain. The fake soldier grit her teeth. This would not stand!

She knew she was going to be attacked in the next few moments, so she crossed her arms in front of her head to protect it. As long as she was hit in the body, she could take it. All she had to do was outlast Cecilia, one way or another!

Cecilia groaned out as she pulled herself forward a step out of the corner, looking on at Morgan as she saw the girl cross her arms in front of her head...there was no way she could punch through that so early in the game. However as she saw the pink haired girl's open body, the blond would form a grin on her face. This was to be a true beatdown after all, at least that was what Cecilia wanted it to be.

The blond beauty would attempt to step up to the side of Morgan, past her guard and then try to wrap her arms around Morgan's body to then try and heave the girl's frame up into the air in a gutwrench hold. " YEEEAAAGH!" The blond would roar out as she'd attempt and throw Morgan with a gutwrench suplex, however, Cecilia would attempt to throw the girl out of the ring with as much power as she could.

Granite's eyes widened in surprise as Cecilia hauled her up. She hadn't considered that the blond would be possess that level of strength, but now that her enemy had proved her power, there was no choice but to try and mitigate the damage rather than try and fight out. That would be a mistake, as things only got even more insane as Cecilia tried to toss her right out of the ring with a gutwrench suplex.

Of course, while the two of them were brawny women, Morgan felt like she had the advantage when it came to agility. As she was hurled above the top rope, the Canadian hooked her arms around that life-saving line. With a gasp of effort, she pulled herself back with all her might, her feet almost slipping off of the apron after landing on it. The move had taken a bit out of her, but she had avoided splattering on the thin mat outside.

Almost immediately afterwards, she jumped down from the apron, turning around to see what Cecilia would do next. The audience booed her recovery, giving Morgan the chance to piss them off even more as she extended her arms and gave Cecilia an arrogant grin to match it. This taunt would surely be answered with more violence, but she'd deal with it.

Cecilia turned around only to see Morgan catch herself on the top and start to drop down although a bit clumsily down towards the barley padded floor. The blond beauty didn't wait though, as she'd attempt to slip out of the ring on the neighboring side of the ring, just around the corner of where Morgan had done.

Hopefully so that when the fake soldier turned around to do her little bit of showboating, she'd be doing so to an empty ring. That was if Cecilia's actions wasn't noticed by Morgan. If she wasn't caught then the blond beauty would quickly attempt to run around the corner with her right arm extended, all in order to try and have it crash right up against Morgan's neck as she'd try and go in with all her power and perform a clothesline from hell against her hated foe's neck, trying to use her great power and strength to flip Morgan over and send the girl's frame crashing down hard against the barley padded floor.

With her attention focused on the ring, the Canadian didn't have much time to register that her enemy had already slipped out before she was struck. All the warning she had was a flash of yellow and red to her side, then pain as that steel-like arm crashing against her neck.

"Argh!" Granite was taken down by that surprise clothesline, even flipping slightly before crashing onto the barely padded floor. Her voice was strained from both the agony and the impact to her neck. "Miss, you...."

She slowly turned over onto her front, bracing herself with one knee as she shakily pushed off the thin pads. It was hardly better than landing on concrete, much to her consternation. She didn't know if she'd be able to recover from this damage in time, but it was just a hard bump. No use in complaining, she'd be taking more of these in the match to come. Steeling herself for the attack to come, she looked up at Cecilia with fury-filled emerald eyes. If she thought the match was going to be ending in her victory, then Granite was going to show her differently.