Jessica Wright vs. Freia Kagami

Coffin Match- Win by placing the opponent in the coffin and slamming it shut. No disqualification.

Jessica was smiling. Coffin match. She hadn't had one of those in a long-ass time. Of course, the last one she was in was back in the indies, somewhere around Minneapolis maybe. She had lost that one pretty badly, she had to admit, but when she came back against that girl she came back stronger than ever and rocked her world. As Jessica adjusted her scandalous wrestling outfit, she couldn't help but see the parallel. Her arms had never been bigger and more powerful, she had never had more submissions bouncing around her head, and she had never been more prepared for match than she had been tonight.

Freia Kagami. That was her opponent's name. She was a tried and true veteran, not only of AFW but of the now defunct Wrestle Angels as well. A heel and quite a nasty one at that. Jessica punched her open palm. If that white haired bitch tried any shit tonight she would be beat the fuck down for it. Jessica breathed out and looked into her dressing room mirror. The face staring back at her looked angry and determined. The body she saw was ripped and her ample chest nearly burst from its containment.

Jessica stood up from her chair and walked towards her dressing room door. She instinctually felt her cue and made her way to the dark entrance. A few of the techs ogled as she bounced up and down to try and get loose. Jessica shot them an evil look and they returned to their work. Her music blared over the loudspeaker and Jessica entered the arena to a warm response. She glared out at the fans. An open black coffin lay next to the ring and Jessica gave it a tap for good luck. She hopped into the ring and wheeled around.

Bring out your dead, she thought.

It had been quite a while since Freia had last found her way here in AFW, however she had decided to pick up another match on this night. She heard she was supposed to be in a coffin match against someone named Jessica Wright, not someone who she had exactly heard of or knew what to expect of, so she found herself simply wondering what kind of opponent she was going to have. A coffin match was also a bit of a difficult thing to do, she was much more into matches where she could actually get her opponent to submit....though perhaps she could do so here ? If she could get Jessica to cry out in pain and submit before dropping her into the coffin it was certainly gonna be at least a bit of fun. At least so did the white haired beauty thing. She spent a bit more time contemplating the match, before she was called on to start heading down towards the ramp.

Already dressed and ready for action in her black unique leotard get up with furr linings and gloves, the Perfection beyond death found herself soon leaving her locker room and heading down towards the ramp. She stood behind the curtains for a few more seconds, before her Music started to play out of the speakers. As that happened she stepped out onto the ramp and made her presences know to the crowd once more. She would nod her head as the cheers from the crowd were drowning her and her music for a short while, to see such a beauty return to the stage was always a joy and it seemed as if the crowd was enjoying it at least for now.

The beatiful Freia soon stepped down the ramp and walked past the coffin, she stroked her fingers against it as she slowly walked past it. Her eyes trailed off towards her opponent in the ring, she was bigger, but that didn't meant too much...it would surely be fun to put her in lots of holds at the very least. Freia soon started to walk up the steel steps and climbed in through the ropes, walking up towards her corner where she'd lean against it, spreading out her arms over the top ropes.

Wow. Fur lined leotard. Who the fuck did this girl think she is? Jessica wasn't mad as much as she was perplexed. This girl really thought she was royalty or some shit like that. Although she was pretty damned hot, Jessica granted her that. Maybe after their match, after Jessica slammed her in that damn coffin, the AFW twerps would let her take the coffin home with that hot piece of ass inside of it. The crowd was well and truly hyped up now. This was heel on heel carnage and things were sure to get quite nasty.

Jessica punched her fist into her hand and stepped to the center of the ring. The Violent Violet was not one to hide in the corner like a thief. She felt like a conquering hero and conquering heroes had no time for hiding. No, they needed to be under the sharp lights of the world and this rocking AFW arena was that for her.

It wasn't that Jessica was shy. A lot of insults had been levied on Jessica in her life, but shy was simply not one of them. It is just that she didn't quite know what to say to this woman. An insult seemed too expected and she sure as hell wasn't about to compliment her. So Jessica settled for a good old fashioned taunt. "Feeling squeamish all of a sudden? Come on over and let's have some fun." Jessica crouched in her wrestling stance. She felt like a cannon and all someone had to do was light the fuse.

After arriving in the arena and having made her way up and into the ring, the white haired beauty was no standing ready in her corner, stretching herself out a bit as she looked around at the crowd and then back towards the purple haired woman who'd be her opponent for this match, she was quite a busty one...and as soon as she came towards the center of the ring Freia had to tilt her head a bit a slight smirk appearing on her face.

It seemed as if this Jessica was more than ready to throw down, which was something that the Perfection beyond death would gladly oblige. Freia'd step up towards the center of the ring, slowly dropping down into a wrestling stance as she'd keep her eyes fixed upon the violent violet.

Freia'd proceed by attempting to start and circle around Jessica, trying to find a way to strike against the purple haired woman, attempting to see if she could perhaps catch a glimpse of a window of opportunity or an opening in Jessica's stance. " Hasty aren't you ? "

The bell rang. This match was was officially on. Jessica inched to her right and reckoned that Freia was doing the exact same thing that she was doing: looking for any opening, any way in to attack and maul and toss her opponent. Jessica was a veteran, but it looked like Freia was a veteran too. "I am a lion, sweety. When I see a piece of meat, I grab it."

Now that they were close Jessica noticed the purple lipstick. She was taken back to the days when she wrestled all up and down the Midwest, where pretty girls who had no idea who stepped into the ring with her entered the squared circle. Jessica made them pay over and over, and Jessica was glaring bullets at this white haired woman. Freia would be made to pay too.

But she had to find a way in. After a few circles, it appeared Freia was not going to relinquish one to her. That was fine, Jessica thought. If the Perfection Beyond Death didn't want to give her an opening, Jessica would just have to make one. Jessica took a tentative step forward and feinted with her leg. That would hopefully send Freia blocking low, and give her the chance to fucking clock her with one of Jessica's devastating roundhouse punches.

Now that the bell had rung and the match was officially underway, the white haired woman would keep her eyes at the girl in the hot red colored outfit. It seemed as if this Jessica was not gonna be a very easy opponent...but that was only a first impression, she'd have to test the waters a bit with the violent violet to see if she would put up a challenge in this match.

Still it seemed as if Jessica was at least eager to fight and that made Freia nod her head a bit, she was also willing to fight, ready and needing to let loose some steam upon this purple haired woman. Freia would nod her head once more as she saw Jessica move in after their little circle dance...when Jessica moved in and get up and ready to strike with that leg. Instead of blocking though, Freia would attempt to back step, jumping backwards as she'd try dodge out of the way of the kick, by proxy stepping out of the range of the punch that Jessica had planned.

" Perhaps, but that doesn't mean I have to be hasty ~" Freia would let out in a teasing manner as she'd shake her finger a bit at Jessica. " No, I shall savor this little dance of ours." Freia would tease as she'd proceed to step up towards Jessica and attempt to throw out her right arm as a hard punch to Jessica's face.

Jessica's master plan did not work out as she intended it to. Freia took a step back instead of blocking and cleared the range of her powerful punch. Jessica's fist sliced through the air and hit nothing, leaving the Violent Violet vulnerable for a second. The Perfection Beyond Death opted to use that second to taunt instead of actually fighting and Jessica snickered. She was given a second chance to hunker down into her wrestling stance.

Before Jessica got a chance to say exactly where Freia ought to shove that finger of hers, she was forced to react. Freia paid her punch back with another punch. If there was anything Jessica had learned in her long hours fighting her brothers and wrestling in the ring, it was how not to get punched in the face. Jessica saw it coming and tried to dart to the side.

If she could avoid it, she could then grab Freia's arm and twist it behind the whitehaired girl's back. Her other arm could then wrap around Freia's waist and she could use her tremendous strength to launch the girl up and behind her into an impromptu suplex!

Freia's eyes went wide as her punch missed it's mark and she was left quite open after it, with Jessica stepping in behind her and grabbing a hold of that arm of hers. " W-ha ?" was all the white wolf could get out of her mouth before she felt the Violent Violet's strong arm wrap around her waist and proceed to lift her up into the air.

The perfection beyond death shook her head and grit her teeth, attempting to brace herself as air rushed past her head and made her hair fluter around around, before she was slammed down hard onto the mat with that impromtu suplex. " Uugh!" She would cry out in pain as the loud thud resounded around the two beauties. Freia would slump down onto her side and groan as she'd proceed to try and roll over onto her front and start to push herself up to her hands and knees.

In wrestling, like all sports, momentum was key. With her counter Jessica felt like she had earned some of it and she was going to press her advantage for all she was worth. The ring shook when she planted both her feet and entered the air. She was never a high flyer but she never passed up a good opportunity to spread her wings. One leg out, aimed for Freia's back.

Hair and breasts and arms all moved as she coursed down towards the white haired girl. The crowd had no one to cheer for, no faces, and Jessica didn't give a damn. She wasn't here to put on a show. She was here to wreck girls and win belts. As there was no belt in front of her, the Violent Violet's choice was clear.

Freia was not in a very good spot as she ad just been slammed down rather hard upon the mat by Jessica's make-shift suplex, something that had forced the white haired beauty to stay down for a few seconds...she groaned as she rolled over onto her front and looked up and around, only to see a shadow come down over her her.

The veteran's eyes widened as she quickly attempted to roll out of the way of Jessica's drop, attempting to make the girl crash down with that leg down onto the mat instead of on top of Freia's frame.