Brittany Luuve vs. River Styx - The Once and Future Queen (Hardcore Championship Title Match)

Ideally, the crowd should have scattered when Styx and Brittany came barreling through. That was, however, not what happened, either because security was too slow on the draw or because Styx moved too fast. Whatever the reason, the result was the two hardcore hellions crashing into the crowd like they were all bowling pins, bringing the paying customers closer to the action they wanted to be. Popcorn, drinks and cheap signs went flying.

Styx couldn't quite hear what Brittany was saying over all the moans, and she didn't much care - whatever was coming out of her mouth, she wanted it to stop. Now. And since she was a proactive sort, she decided to try crawling on top of Brittany, wrapping her hands around the bitch's neck, and straight up choking her. Both hands. Not a hold, not a move, just a good, old-fashioned throttling.

Brittany found herself lying next to a fan as Styx moved on top of her. Brittany was able to groan out in pain before Styx's hands moved around her throat. Brittany immediately moved one hand to try and pry away Styx's hands. Brittany's other hand would move towards Styx's face to try and push Styx away before she choked Brittany out.

Brittany also tried kicking her legs to free herself as Brittany knew that if she didn't get free Styx would choke Brittany unconscious then probably beat the crap out of Brittany's unconscious body. And Brittany definitely did not want that to happen.

Silence. Sweet, sweet, silence.

Relative silence, considering the way she was surrounded by a stadium full of screaming fans, but still. With Brittany finally shutting up, it felt like she was in the Sea of Tranquility. On top of that, she got to watch the lovely sight of bitch's face changing colors. It was a welcome pleasure.

Styx could have done this all day. In fact, that was the plan, until she was rudely interrupted by Brittany's foot crashing into the back of her head, causing another one of the battle scars she'd gotten from Adrian to flare up. The desperate strike rattled her brain, made her let go of the choke, and she fell forward off of Brittany in the process, tumbling onto an ungrateful fan. Styx couldn't quite decipher the Japanese he was saying while she laid on top of him, but she felt it was reasonable to guess that he was cursing.

Brittany took a deep breath as Styx let go of the choke hold. Brittany rolled onto her front while coughing. "You fucking bitch." Brittany said as she rubbed her throat while trying to recover some air. "I am going to enjoy breaking you." Brittany would say as she would slowly get to her feet while Styx messed around with the angry fan.

Brittany made it to her feet and noticed something that made her smile. Brittany reached down and grabbed a discarded belt that someone had just left lying on the ground. "Time for some payback." Brittany said as she would loop the belt around Styx's neck. Brittany would then pull back on the belt while placing her foot on Styx's back. "Choke on this." Brittany said as she would try to choke Styx while bending her in half.

Steak. Cheap beer. Maybe a hint of Old Spice deoderant.

That was what Styx smelled on the guy she'd just happened to land on, and the combination made her retch. As if she didn't have enough annoyances to deal with in this match, now she had to worry about getting the funk out of her clothes.

Brittany had a remedy for that, as it turned out. Styx couldn't smell it if she couldn't breathe.

Where she picked up the belt from, Styx would likely never know, but not knowing the origin didn't make it any less effective of a weapon. She gagged and squirmed about as her windpipe was closed shut, and her hands vainly pulled away at the leather, desperate to get even a wisp of air into her lungs.

Brittany smiled as she choked Styx. "What's the matter? Having a little trouble breathing?" Brittany said as she pulled back harder on the belt. "Don't worry i think i can help you with that." Brittany would say as she would place her foot on the back of Styx's head before pulling back on the belt.

"OK, here we go." brittany would say as she would let go of the belt so that her foot would slam Styx's face into whatever was beneath it. Be it the ground or the man that Styx fell on, Brittany didn't care.

Constant abuse had wrecked Styx's nose quite a few times over the years, and needless to say, Brittany's most recent abuse wasn't doing her any favors. She'd just managed to get the bleeding under control a couple of minutes ago, and here she went. More pain. More abuse. More talking.

Brittany forced her face down, making her smash into the chest of the unlucky fan. The smell alone would've made it unpleasant, but the guy had a decently hard body on top of that, which meant Styx's face impacted the bone. it was better than having her head slammed into the floor, at least, but not by a whole lot.

Brittany smiled as she saw red on the fans shirt after she had slammed Styx's head down into him. "Well, let us have a round two." Brittany said as she would put her legs on wither side of Styx's head as she reached down to grab a hold of the belt again. "I hope you took a deep breath." Brittany said as she would take a step back to try and pull the belt back again to begin choking Styx again.

Styx took advantage of the short break Brittany was giving her and took in big gulps of air, refilling her lungs as fast as she could. It would only be a temporary reprieve, she was sure of that. In a moment, Brittany would redouble her efforts, and this time she wouldn't let go until Styx was taking an unpaid vacation in Dreamland. If there was a time to act, it was now. It had to be now.

So, Styx stood up. While Brittany was still above her. It took a monumental effort with her back protesting her every step of the way, but she pushed up, lifted Brittany on her shoulders, and tried to throw her off. Crude, but if there had ever been a part of Styx that cared about finesse, it was long gone.

Brittany had just began to reach down to grab the belt again when Styx began o sit up. Brittany didn't have the best position to stop Styx and for a brief instant Brittany felt her feet leave the ground. Brittany wasn't airborne for long as she came crashing down behind Styx. Luckily the guards had managed to get the rest of the crowd away so all Brittany hit was the ground leaving her groaning in pain from her brief flight.