Morrigan Vs. Amethyst Velour

"Ahhh!"

Morrigan hissed as Amethyst yanked her hair again, but through the pain she clenched her teeth and as she was forced to partially rise, she jammed her elbow as hard as she could at the girl's stomach to try and dislodge her.

Amethyst gave Morrigan a yank, but when the Crow's elbow slammed into her stomach, she released her hair from her tight grip.

She doubled over forwards, her eyes going wide, and coughed up, momentarily stunned by the sudden and surprising attack to her midsection.

When Amethyst bent over, the girl was in the perfect position already. Morrigan stood up and put Amethyst in a rough and tight headlock, making sure to use the girl's long hair to tug her into it. Then she simply hopped backwards and looked to drive Amethyst's head into the ground with a sharp DDT.

If Amethyst had been a nicer person, if she wasn't such a bitch, she might have been impressed by Morrigan again. The Crow had firmly turned the tables on her, and had taken the advantage in the match once more.

But Amethyst wasn't a nice person, and as she was driven downwards, all she could think about was how many ways she wanted to hurt Morrigan. Even those thoughts were quickly replaced though, as her head was driven into the mat, the Violent Violet's thoughts going blank for a moment as her body jerked,  then went still on the canvas.

A moment later she grabbed for her head and began to curl up, angrily kicking her feet against the mat in pain. She hissed loudly, but found herself unable to move, the DDT leaving her stunned beside of the brutal redhead.

Morrigan looked down at Amethyst with a wicked grin. Well within the rules and she shut that bitch up nicely. It was too bad that Morrigan was trying to clean up her act. She rather liked Amethyst's style. It reminded her of someone...

Someone she was trying to forget!

Morrigan shoved Amethyst onto her stomach and then spun around to grab at her legs. She would try and catch hold of them so she could sit on the girl's back and haul the legs up into a Boston crab.

By the time that Amethyst had came out of her DDT-induced daze, Morrigan was already rolling her over, jerking her legs back into the Boston crab.

"Get the fuck off of me!" She screeched, trying to jerk her body back and forth as Morrigan took her position atop her, but her struggles were to no avail. She began to howl, both in pain and in anger, as Morrigan bent back her legs, causing sharp waves of suffering to course through her lower body. She shook her head back and forth, and for the moment, it seemed like the redhead had her nice and trapped, right where she wanted her.

Morrigan pulled back on the crab while Amethyst screamed and pounded the mat. Her face formed a wicked grin as she ground her butt into the small of Amethyst's back. "That's right, you dirty cunt. Howl for me!" She hissed cruelly. "Who knew being a good girl could still be soooo exciting. You ready to get broke in half yet, bitch!?" Morrigan said as she chortled and leaned back even further on Amethyst.

Hate. Hate hate hate hate. All Amethyst could think about as Morrigan bent her in half with the crab was how much she hated her situation and hated the redhead and wanted nothing more then to bust her pretty little face wide open.

She wasn't going to give in though. Fuck that and fuck Morrigan for mocking her. She was going to get out of this, no matter what. She wasn't going to give Morrigan the satisfaction of forcing her to submit!

With desperate hands, Amethyst clawed at the mat, trying to grip the canvas in her fingernails. She set her eyes on the ropes, and focused intently on them, slowly trying to drag herself towards them, hoping with all her might that she could pull herself close enough to reach out and grab them.

Morrigan pulled as hard as she could on Amethyst's legs. She leaned back and tried bouncing on the small of Amethyst's back while she tried to force the girl's toes to point straight up to the rafters of the arena.

However, it seemed like the girl could still make some progress and eventually, begrudgingly, Morrigan was forced to let go as the referee called for the break. Morrigan shoved herself roughly off of Amethyst and stood up. She hopped away and looked down at the girl. Hopefully that broke her enough to finish her off.

Amethyst wasn't in the best of shape. She sighed in relief, and in frustration, as she latched onto the ropes and Morrigan let her go, and after a brief moment, she began to rise, grabbing onto the ropes to help her pull herself back up to her feet.

She wasn't entirely broken yet. Getting there, but not yet. If anything, Morrigan's hold had only made her angrier, made her desire to break Morrigan apart even greater.

With a cold fury burning in her eyes, she slowly pulled herself to her feet, taking a deep breath as she turned to face Morrigan once more.