Jessica Wright vs. Chisato Sakurai

Jessica was over it. This room, this girl, this match. She wanted to send the whole shebang somewhere else and was feeling pretty damn good after the counter. The Violent Violet was feeling confident when she leaned down, grabbed two fistfuls of green hair, and tried to drag Chisato away from the living room and into the kitchen.

Then the real fun could begin. If Jessica could get her in there, she could grab one of those oh so lovely wooden chairs and bash Chisato with it. That was a good plan.

Groaning and still in pain after getting flung into the wall, Chisato felt her hair being grabbed by two fists as she was hauled up. Opening her eyes, she could see that Jessica was taking her towards the kitchen where more painful things could happen to her as they entered the tiled kitchen. Before long and just when she found her balance, Chisato felt the pain of a wooden chair being broken over her back as the force was enough to knock her off of her feet and on to her stomach as she reached back in pain, arching back and hissing out painfully.

Jessica smiled. That went a lot more smoothly than she expected it to if she was being honest with herself. But it didn't matter- here they were, in this brand spanking new kitchen. Jessica wanted to destroy the rest of it, just as she had destroyed the chair over Chisato's back. The look on her face was contorted into a furious shape. This was catharsis from the turmoil she had been feeling for these past few months and she only wanted more.

And more is just what she looked for. All the cabinets were assuredly filled with pots and pans and a host of other items that she could use as weapons, but something in Jessica changed. She didn't want Chisato to feel a part of the table. Jessica wanted her opponent to feel her - her power, her strength, her everything. Jessica leaned over to pick Chisato up; if she could get her, she could haul her into the air and back down for a bone shaking Samoa Drop.

Chisato's back was aching in pain after the breaking of the chair on it, still wrecked with pain as she writhed on the ground. The way that Jessica would have it, she would not have any time to recover as she was hauled back up to her feet and up on her shoulders. Chisato soon realized the danger she was in as the precarious position of the Samoan Drop and with the table nearby them, Chisato knew that more pain was on the way as she began struggling.

There was no way she was going to let herself be plowed into the table, kicking her legs about to try and force Jessica off of her balance and free herself with an elbow to the jaw. If she was able to free herself, she would slip off of Jessica and stagger a few steps back still feeling the effects of the chair shot before rushing back at Jessica...

Jessica was ready to bring Chisato down with the full force of an atom bomb. The greenhaired girl did not seem so keen on Jessica's master plan and threw her off balance with a kick. She teetered for a second before an elbow to the jaw loosened her grip completely. She let go of Chisato and took a few steps forward just to make sure she didn't fall over.

When she turned around her eyes were full of hate. That would have been cool as hell and it would have hurt like a bitch. And from there it would just be a short little bit until her complete decimation of this green haired slut. Chisato wanted to play, fine, Jessica could play to. She brought her dukes up, ready to deal with whatever was coming.

Slipping off of Jessica's shoulders, Chisato wasted no time in trying to reverse the position on Jessica as she raced at her. Leaping into the air as she twisted her body horizontally, she attempted to cross body Jessica and force her on to the table. She wasn't sure if the force was going to be able to break the table, in fact she was sure that it wasn't going to break. But regardless if it did or not, with Chisato on top of Jessica after the hit, if she hit, she would roll off to try and take a moment to rest after that vicious turn of events that was smashed on her.

Jessica thought she was ready for whatever was coming. She was in go mode all the time now but unfortunately the only place she went was onto the fucking table behind her. Jessica groaned as she flew back and landed on the table. The wood groaned under he weight and Jessica groaned under the pain of being flung back so quickly. Chisato rolled off of her and Jessica simply lay there, dimly wondering what was coming next.

Landing on her feet, Chisato held her stomach in pain after the crossbody as she saw that Jessica was still immobile on the table. Now she knew that she needed to keep the pressure on her as she reached to grab Jessica's hair to pull her towards her. Pulling her to where her upper torso was hanging off of the table, Chisato wrapped her arm around her head while pulling her arm over her head and attempted to suplex her off of the table and on to the ground as she stomped both of her feet into the floor to try and snap her off of the table.

Lying half dead on the table, Jessica expected Chisato to send her through it. She was a prime target for such a painful and dangerous maneuver, but the green haired girl was full of surprises. Her purple hair was grabbed, and then significantly more of her was grabbed- Jessica was brought up into the air! She groaned as she anticipated the awful pain that would come...

Holding Jessica up in the suplex, Chisato would take a few steps back but as she did that she thought of a better place to suplex Jessica. Instead of on the floor, she decided to suplex Jessica back on the table as she turned around and took a few steps back before falling backwards to drop Jessica back on the table.