Morrigan Vs. Amethyst Velour

Match Type: Standard
Winning Condition: Pinfall, Submission or Knockout

Now that Summer Splash season was winding down, Morrigan had a little more free time for herself. Although she always trained, and she had a nearly full time job, wrestling was always something that she was quite passionate about. Always intent on showing Taylor that she could change her ways, she decided to take on a match. Maybe she wasn't trying to show Taylor she'd changed. Maybe she was trying to show herself. Maybe it wasn't even about that at all...

Whatever. She just knew she needed to fight someone.

As her music played she came down the ramp. Her head was bowed and she walked casually. She still received boos from the crowd, but she didn't care. That didn't mean a thing to her one bit. It was never about getting the crowd to love or hate her. It was always about so much more.

Morrigan slipped into the ring and went to her corner. Stretching, she took a moment to look at the crowd and wrinkled her nose. Her eyes eventually settled on the entrance. She was starting to get a little excited and cracked a smile.

Amethyst was pissed.

It had been two months since Summer Splash. Two months since her humiliating defeat at the hands of Silver Ace, of all people. Two months since she had been shoved off a platform and dropped to the hard, unforgiving floor below. Her body still hurt. It ached. Just moving around sent slight waves of pain through her body. She should have been at home resting. She should have been listening to her doctor, and letting herself heal back up to one hundred percent.

But she hated doctors, and she wanted to fight someone, and let out all of her anger and frustration over her Summer Splash fight.

With her own music blaring over the arena's speakers, Amethyst appeared atop the entrance ramp, a focused, dark look in her eyes as she stared down towards the ring, staring intently at Morrigan. She stood there briefly, glaring down at the woman. Then, her lips slowly twisted upwards,changing her sour, angry look into the beginning of a cruel smile, and then further, into an outright grin. Morrigan looked like the perfect plaything to her, someone that she decided she could break nice and easily.

With a laugh, a short, barking laugh, Amethyst began to head down the ramp, towards the ring, never once taking her eyes off of Morrigan, and once she reached the ring, she slipped under the ropes and headed to her corner, eagerly awaiting the sound of the bell.

Morrigan's eyes focused on Amethysts. Their gazes met even from so far away and the red head's heart began to beat. The way the girl smiled, she felt like she might be looking into the eyes of a kindred spirit. Her own grin formed and the two shared an eerie smile until Amethyst was in the ring.

She felt herself tingle. She was suddenly looking forward to fighting a real dirty cunt like herself. There could be blood by the end of the match. Hopefully, if they were both lucky. But as Amethyst leaned in her corner, Morrigan paused. It usually wasn't about winning but, now she was staring down the face of a mirror and...

Her grin twisted into a snarl and she clenched her fists. Suddenly a deep seated hate retruned to her and she took a few steps out from her corner. She could hear Taylor's stupid voice nagging her about not being a total cunt all the time, or, whatever idiot thing she said. It pissed her off.

When the bell rang, she bent her knees and ran at Amethyst. Well, just because she wasn't going to punt the girl between the legs, didn't mean she had to be a pussy about it. When she was close, she launched herself at Amethyst, swinging her elbow around and aiming the point of it at the girl's nose.

Amethyst stared across the grin towards Morrigan, her tongue gently sliding across her lips. She could feel her foul mood starting to slip away, replaced by the eagerness that always came before a fight, the anxiousness as she waited for things to begin. She was ready for this. She was hungry, and couldn't wait to feast on Morrigan.

Then, the bell rang, and Amethyst launched herself across the ring, intending to throw herself towards Morrigan, to bring the redhead to the mat so that she start things off with a proper beating. It was unfortunate for her then, that Morrigan had a similar idea in mind.

There was a brief look of shock on the Violent Violet's face, right before Morrigan's elbow connected with her. It slammed into her face, stopping her in her tracks, the impact causing her head to snap to the side. She was taken aback and caught off-guard, briefly left open by the sudden shot to her nose.

Morrigan was jarred to a halt from the impact of her elbow smashing into Amethyst. It was great. The girl had the same idea, but Morrigan had hit first. With Amethyst reeling, chuckle escaped the crow's lips and she reached out for Amethysts' hair. She wanted to tug and tug hard and drive a fist right into one of the girl's tits, really get her screaming.

However, she chewed on her lip and turned her body, looking to pull the girl into a snapmare to put her on her ass so she could try and wrench a chokehold on Amethyst to follow up.

A shriek escaped the lips of Amethyst, as Morrigan snatched her by the hair. She reached up for Morrigan's arm, wanting to grab her by the wrist and jerk her hand free, but the redhead was still a step ahead of her.

Morrigan turned her body, and Amethyst went tumbling over towards the mat as she pulled off her snapmare. The end result was the violet-haired girl sitting on her ass in front of Morrigan, shaking her head in a light daze.

Once Amethyst was on the ground, Morrigan looked to coil her arms around the girl's neck and jam her knee into Amethyst's back. If she could get it secure, she would tug up, trying to choke Amethyst while bending her spine painfully over her knee.

"I saw that look." Morrigan whispered. "I bet you're a dirty bitch." She said with as much as a smile as she could muster through her gritted teeth.

Amethyst tried to push herself back up, but once again, Morrigan was a step ahead. Before she knew it, she had a knee stabbing into her back and a pair of arms wrapped around her neck. She started to gag, gasping as Morrigan pulled her up, choking her neck and bending her painfully backwards.

Her arms quickly shot up, her hands grabbing at Morrigan's arms. With a hint of a desperate look on her face, she started to tug and pull on them, trying to loosen the hold, so that she could breath, before the redhead could lock the choke in too tightly and trap her too solidly.

But then, Morrigan whispered to her, and Amethyst froze, her eyes widening at the sound. There was something chilling about the girl's voice, about her words, and a shiver ran down the Violet's spine as she heard them. With another shriek, she then started to tug harder on Morrigan's arms, desperate to free herself and get out of the painful, choking hold.

Morrigan growled as she felt Amethyst tug on her arms. She tried to fight against it, grinning as she seemed to have hit a bit of a nerve with her words. However, she knew she couldn't last too long, so while Amethyst tugged, Morrigan tried to stand up. Her grip would loosen just a bit as she tried to transition from a chokehold into standing them both up to trying to drop back down and smash Amethyst's knee into her back.

Morrigan's grip loosening around her neck came as a relief to Amethyst. She willing let the redhead pull her upwards, ready to strike back against the woman as soon as she was standing on two solid feet again.

Morrigan had other ideas though, and no sooner were they standing did Morrigan right back down again. Amethyst's eyes went wide as she was pulled back towards the mat, her spine getting slammed into the girl's knee. A loud howl escaped her, and she bounced off towards the mat. She ended up on her side, kicking her legs angrily against the canvas, fury growing in her expression as she began to think of all the ways she was going to pay Morrigan back for this.