Ami Takeuchi Vs. Belinda Northman

Kicking out after that heavy kick she had taken right to her chin wasn't easy...in fact it had taken almost all of her power just to shoot her legs up and break Ami's pin attempt in the way she did. She wasn't even sure how long she could go on...but Belinda simply didn't want to lose this battle, she wanted to fight...hell she wanted to win!

When Ami started to argue with the ref about a slow count, the blond cutie would try and roll away a bit and try to get up to her hands and knees, groggily pushing herself up as she'd try and make her way to her feet, wanting to try and be ready for Ami, should her foe come at her.

Ami was throwing a tantrum after Belinda managed to kick out after one of her finishers, she didnt know what to say or what to do so she started to argue with the referee to blow some steam off. However she knew better than to leave her opponent alone and allow her to rest up, the longer this match goes the more chances Ami has to screw up and it will only take a second for the tables to turn.

Ami stood on her feet, one hand on her hip and the other stroking her blue hair back which were sticking to her face a bit due to the sweat. Ami crouched low and stayed behind Belinda, making sure she allowed the blonde cutie to get back up on her feet and when she would- the supermodel would be right behind her.

Belinda was hurting and the world was a bit dizzy, but she wasn't completely unaware of what Ami was up to and she figured that Ami was right behind her just waiting for the blond cutie to turn around. The Swede decided to move up towards the ropes and take a deep breath...

She still had a chance, it wasn't much but she did have a chance. As such Belinda quickly attempted to turn around, and push back on the ropes, attempting to use them to launch herself forward towards Ami, attempting to duck down low in order to try and drive her shoulder into Ami's stomach in order to try and spear her hated foe down against the mat.

Ami could feel her victory coming close, she licked her lips and she swore she could almost taste it- and it tasted sweet. As the groggy blonde cutie grabbed the ropes and slowly pulled her back up on her own feet, Ami just waited for Belinda to turn around so she could knock her back down. She only had to wait in anticipation and then whack her. The excitement in the supermodel was high, her eyes widen open her chest heaving up and down.

"Come on.......come on........" she said, taunting her. Perhaps it was that or simply out of instinct that Belinda had an idea of what Ami was upto and as soon as the blonde cutie would turn around, she would launch her self forward while bent down to smack her shoulder into her opponents gut.

"Its over you bit-OOOUUUUFFFFFF" before anything else, the supermodel was taken down by a thunderous spear!!! Ami was down on her back, totally winded out as both ladies collapsed on the ring mats with Belinda on top.

Belinda was quite spent, which was probabaly quite evident as right when she crashed into Ami with that powerful spear that brought both of the ladies down onto the mat, she herself crashed down on top of her foe's frame, laying there for a second or two. Her breath was heavy and she found herself drenched in sweat, that of her opponents and her own of course. It had been a rough match...Ami had been quite a terrifying foe..but Belinda know that if she could only get up an hit Ami with one more big move...she could put Ami away and win their match.

The Swede struggled to push herself up to her hands and knees, hovering over the blue haired girl's frame for a second, before she began to push herself up to her knees. Belinda reached down to grab a hold of Ami by her arm and attempted to pull her rival up with her.

Belinda would attempt to get the two of them up towards their feet, where she'd proceed to try and push Ami's upperbody down, in order to try and double her foe over and place her head in between her thighs. It was time for Belinda to hit her nemesis with her own finisher!

That spear came out of nowhere, catching the supermodel totally off guard and leaving her out of breath as she was down under her opponents body. Both the female beauties just stayed still as Belinda was on top of Ami, slowly getting on her hands and knees to hover over the fallen model. Meanwhile Ami simply wrapped her arms around her own body and tried to curl up into a ball but Belinda wouldnt allow that, quickly pushing up on her knees to grab at the supermodels arm and pull them back up on their feets.

Her knees were trembling, she was pushed to the limit and Belinda had more in her as she shoved Ami down inbetween her thighs. "No.....Nonononono" she complained, thinking quickly her hands went down around her opponents ankles to try and yank them out from under her to trip Belinda down on her back, that would also cause Ami's head to slip free as well

This had been a tougher battle than Belinda had expected, she knew that Ami was no pushover...but she hadn't expected to be this fatigued and hurting....however, now she was going to be able to put Ami out and end this feud of theirs, after winning that little brawl Ami started and beating the bluenette in a straight up match like this...she was hoping to close the books on this little feud before it got to really escalate.

As Belinda started to pull Ami's head in between her thighs and setting her foe up for her finisher, she started to hear the complaints from Ami, the tired and sweaty Belinda groaned out a bit as she felt Ami's hands grab at her ankles, she quickly tried to being her arms down, she needed to stop Ami before it was too late! However! As she was about to send a blow down to Ami's back, the supermodel pulled those legs out from under Belinda and caused the cute blond to crash down onto her back with a thud. " Ungh...n-no.." Belinda protested, cringing a bit as she glared up at Ami...she couldn't let Ami get the better of her...not here, she was so close.

The supermodel was in trouble and she knew it. When the blonde cutie was about to set her up for a powerbomb, she desperately held onto her opponents ankle and yanked at them as hard as she could and somehow managed to trip Belinda down onto her back, with Ami straightening herself up and holding her opponents legs in her hands.

The supermodel was panting and drenched in sweat, she quickly dragged the blonde a little bit to the middle before putting her left leg inbetween Belinda's legs that were spread open as Ami still had them in her clutches. The supermodel tried to twist Belinda's legs around her left leg before attempting to turn her over onto her belly and mount her butt to try and lock in a sharpshooter submission.

Belinda remained on her back, her hands moving up to brush some hair out of her her face, her bangs clinging to her forehead and a few strands covered her eyes. She was covered in sweat, glistening in the arena lights as she looked up at the frame of her nemesis. Her eyes narrowed and her teeth grit together. Belinda's legs were caught in her blue haired rival's clutches. The young blond would be lying if she didn't dread being at the mercy of Ami...the supermodel was a good wrestler...she had shown that time and time again in this match alone.

The Swede breather out heavily, her large breasts heaved with each heavy huff of air she took. The arena was rumbling with the cheers of the fans, the air filled with electricity. Ami soon though started to pull and drag Belinda towards the center, the red eyes of Belinda shot up and widened, her legs start to kick and wiggle in an attempt to try and free herself from her rivals clutches but it was too late.

When Ami got them to the center of the ring she soon decided to trap Belinda in a horrible situation, locking her legs around Ami's own as Belinda was soon turned over onto her front, her cheek pressing against the mat as she huffed out for air. " N-no!..." Belinda protested as Ami soon came down onto her and the sharpshooter was locked in, bending Belinda's back in a painful situation, it was as if Ami was attempting to make Belinda's legs and lower back into that of a scorpions tail. " Aaagh!" Belinda cried out in pain, her nails clawing against the mat as she screamed in pain, her spine and back muscles trembling from the intense torture it was going through.

With one last move left in her, Ami pushed herself on and finally get up to her feet before mustering the every last strength in her body to grab her opponents legs and turn her over onto her belly, sitting ontop of her to lock in a sharpshooter. Her arms were very tired and sore, there wasn't too much pressure in the submission but enough to put some sort of pain in her opponents back and with Belinda too already hurt quite a bit, even a little bit of pain would feel alot to both wrestlers.

Ami looked over towards her shoulder, seeing if this annoying brat was ready to tap out or not. She had gone through hell yet still showed no sign of giving up despite being locked in such an expert submission move late on in a match. Still, the supermodel held on with her own tired arms- screaming at her opponent to give up.