Rebecca Tomko vs. Armando 'Army' Rodriguez - Unstoppable Force

Army managed to get her staggering, and this was where boxing and wrestling were in total agreement: when you have your opponent in a retreat, it's time to advance.

He moved in, trying to get into hit while she was dealing with the last one, hoping to get ahead in the contest and dominate from there. Army reared back, ready to slice her in half with another powerful chop, but this time she was a little quicker on the draw - she wound up closing the distance faster than he wanted, and his knife edge fizzled out on her shoulder. Ineffective.

Her chop worked, though. Quite well. So well that Army was sent into the corner by the harsh blow, squinting hard while he clutched his chest. That one took some hair off his chest, he was sure of it.

Rebecca hissed as Army's arm smacked against her shoulder but she was still moving forward, stumbling more than anything but Army's last chop hadn't stopped the amazon and the exchange forced the boxer back into one of the corners, looking like he'd been to a bad chest-wax at a spa. It was tempting to just chop the guy into submission now it looked like he couldn't defend himself against any more, but her whole upper body was still aching and she needed to hold on to the top rope to keep herself upright. Taking a good grip on the ropes, she managed to get enough space to lift a strong kick into Army's abs, trying to return to the work that had allowed her to get back on her feet, breaking down the Puerto Rican's core with some heavy strikes.

So. That sucked.

Army was on the ropes, checking to make sure his nipples were still attached, when Rebecca came in. His arms automatically went up to protect his chest the moment she was close, expecting her to go right back to her assault on her chest hairs. Nope, not the case - she was going to her usual style. Brutal, relentless pain.

Rebecca's kick hammered him against the turnbuckle and knocked all the wind out of his lungs. He went into a coughing fit as his legs gave, and he barely managed to keep from dropping on his ass by grabbing the ropes. Cornerend, hurt, and gasping. Not good.

Well that was effective. Rebecca's boot kicking the wind out of Army's sails as the amazon took the time to stand up straight as the ref barked at her to bring the fight out of the corner and to the center of the ring as she moved to grab hold of Army in the corner. "You want us out?" the big woman asked as the official counted on "You're the boss." She said simply before making her move.

Getting one arm underneath Army's, she took one big step back and pulled the Puerto Rican along for the ride, twisting to launch Army across the ring with one big hip toss, something she'd been looking to start doing since the match had started, get to throwing the boxer around.

Fortunately for Army, Rebecca didn't seem as keen on abusing the ropes as he did, opting to not stomp a mudhole in his stomach and get him out of the corner.

Unfortunately, this was an experienced wrestler he was dealing with, which meant she had more options at her disposal than he did. Painful options. Options that included flipping him over - all two bucks of him - and dropping him down hard on his back.

Army cried out and sat up immediately after the impact, dealing with the raw pain as it shot through his spine.

Rebecca flicked her hair back into place as Army bounced off the the mat, a smile coming on to her face for the first time since the match had gotten started. It felt great to finally let her immense strength come to bear and just start tossing the Puerto Rican around for at least the moment, moving in to pick up the boxer for another ride, the amazon bent down to hook her arms under Army's and press her hands into the back of his head as she lifted him up, straight into a full nelson.

Army knew he was in trouble when he felt Rebecca's arms come in under his shoulders, and that was confirmed when she locked the hold behind his head. A full nelson, from one of the few people in the company who would could do it on him effectively. Just great.

He groaed as he was hauled up to his feet and the pressure was poured on, keeping him trapped in a tight vice. The worst thing was that escape wasn't even remotely an option thanks to the height difference. He had to stand on his tiptoes just to keep from hanging and making it even worse, which meant he couldn't get solid footing, which meant he was pretty much a ragdoll for Rebecca to toss around until he either got lucky, she let go, or he tapped. He didn't see any of those things happening anytime soon.

Rebecca pulled up as much as she could, stretching the boxer out and leaving him dangling by the amazon's grasp. 6 inches was a big difference for holds like this. You really needed a stable base to do much about it and it was hard to get that when your feet was only touching the ground for moments at a time. Shaking Army from side to side to try to get him nice and woozy from the pressure on his neck, just so he didn't get any bright ideas about escaping.

Dangling like an ornament from a Christmas tree while Rebecca tried to split him in half. The only way this could get worse for Army would be if she started swinging him around in the hold. So, of course, that was exactly what she did.

"Come on!" Left.

"Fuck!" Right.

"Damn it!" Left again.

There wasn't much he could do but squirm around and impotently curse as she wrenched him around, and the pain only seemed to get worse and worse by the second. If there was a way out of this, he wasn't nearly good enough with wrestling to figure it out.

"Feel like giving up yet?" Rebecca taunted as Army let his frustrations be well known as he struggled in the Amazon's hold. Theoritically the big woman could keep this up as long as it took for Army to just tap out, but practically speaking that would take way to long. Submission holds take power too and to earn a submission from this would pretty much require her to both press on the neck and hold up 200lbs of Puerto Rican without any rest for minutes, that would tire anyone out and Rebecca knew it.

Fortunately she had a much better idea of what to do rather than just swinging him around and letting go once her arms started hurting more than his neck. Squatting down to build up power, she shot back up straight to try and lift Army way off the ground, more than where she was just holding him up, letting go with one arm at the height of the lift, turning and twisting to slam Army back down to ground with a full nelson slam.