Natasha Han vs. Valley Doll II - Once Bitten, Twice Shy

Valley had been expected Natasha to drop after the kick to her chest, so much so that she actually started to go into her follow up for, preparing to jump to the side and hit her with a standing moonsault while she was on her back. But she wasn't down, not quite yet - whatever she'd been doing to prepare for this match, it had worked amazingly well. But Valley had some new tricks, too, and now was time to bust one of them out.

While Natasha was reeling from the blow, she ran to the ropes and bounced off, rushing back towards her from the side and picking up momentum as she neared. As soon as she was close, Valley stepped on Natasha's raised knee with one leg, brought her other leg high in the air with a front split, then dropped an axe kick on top of the Russian's pretty blonde head, going for a variant of the Shining Wizard she'd picked up in Japan - the Scorpion Rising.

Once Valley started to run off again, Natasha lowered her arms, lifting a leg to try and begin rising back up again, wanting to get back to her feet so that she could try to stop the blonde, and whatever it was that she was planning. She was too slow though (or was Valley too fast?), and before she could get back up, the Slamazon was already leaping towards off, stepping onto her knee and up into the air.

The Russian's eyes went wide, staring up at Valley, finding herself completely helpless against the American's unusual attack. Up went Valley's powerful, deadly leg, and back down it came, straight onto the top of Natasha's skull. The Russian let out a groan as the attack connected, and dropped straight to the mat, suddenly feeling as if her head was splitting in half, straight down the middle.

Valley's heel landed right on target, bringing weeks of practice directly onto the top of Natasha's skull. Valley dropped to her knees just in time to watch the fruits of her labor. Natasha was on her back, the crowd was on their feet, and things were suddenly looking quite a bit more optimistic.

"Nice!" So optimistic, in fact, that Valley figured she might as well see how far her luck could stretech. She pumped her fist to the sky, shuffled forward on her knees, wrapped her arms around Natasha's ankle, and went for a leg hook pin, pulling it in nice and tight. "Go for it, ref!"

The referee dropped down and went for the count. "1...!"

Too soon, Natasha thought to herself, as she felt Valley sliding onto her, lifting her leg up for the pin. She almost felt insulted, a light growl escaping through her lips as the referee dropped down nearby. Did Valley really think that she would be defeated so easily? Or was she just toying with the Russian, trying to get into her head?

Either way, Natasha wasn't pleased by it and wasn't going to let Valley did away with it. No sooner then the referee hit the mat with her hand, Natasha jerked her body, bucking herself upwards to break the pin and stop the count!

Valley wasn't too surprised when Natasha kicked out - too soon, true. But this sort of strategy had worked out well in her previous matches. Keeping constant pressure on her opponents, forcing them to waste precious energy, making them stay on their toes at all times. Then again, Natasha Han wasn't the Brooklyn Bruiser, and she really wasn't Teddy Cat Hori. Just because it worked with them, didn't mean it would work with her.

Regardless, Valley wasn't slowing the pace, so as soon as Natasha kicked out, she went back to business. The Slamazon popped up to her feet, backed up until she hit the ropes, then bounded forward and leaped into a forward flip, coming down on her opponent back first with a Running Somersault Senton.

Natasha remained laying on the mat as Valley bounced off of her. She needed a brief moment to focus and to plan her next course of action. Valley was already up and she was down, so she knew that when the blonde backed off, she was probably planning something big.

So the Russian decided to wait it out.

Sure enough, the sound of Valley's boots striking the mat soon hit Natasha's ears, and the Wrestle Angel braced herself, waiting for just the right moment. She turned her head slightly towards Valley, just enough to watch her out of the corner of her eye, and went the Slamazon went flipping into the air, she acted. She quickly threw her body to the side, rolling out of her rival's way, so that Valley would have nothing but canvas awaiting her as she fell.

Valley came down hard and fast, but instead of the soft, prone body she was expecting for a landing spot, she got the hard, unforgiving canvas. She landed right on her back, the very same back that Natasha had slammed into the canvas a minute ago. It wasn't pleasant.

"Gah! Damn it!" She moaned and groaned as her upper body shot straight up, bouncing up from the impact. She'd considered the possibility that Natasha might move, but she figured she was safe when the Russian was still down after the take off - she'd only have a scant second to roll away after Valley's feet left the ground. Too fast for a beefy girl like Natasha, right? Wrong.

Valley would give herelf a well-deserved kick later. For now, she was focused on shuffling her way to the ropes, trying to get to them and pull herself up before her fierce opponent could close in and capitalize.

As Valley struck the mat, Natasha was already climbing back up to her feet, turning her cold gaze onto the Slamazon. Her breath was growing faster, the Russian growing more anxious with each passing moment. They were back on even ground, and Natasha wasn't about to let Valley gain control again. She had slipped up once, and she wouldn't let it happen a second time.

She watched as Valley slipped to the ropes, and waited for the American to start making her way back up to her feet. She had her now, right in the perfect spot for her assault to begin anew. As Valley pulled herself back up, Natasha suddenly went rushing towards her, throwing her arm up as she neared the woman, trying to strike it against her with a quick, stiff clothesline.

They'd only been wrestling for a little over a minute, but somehow it felt like three, and Valley was started to break out in a sweat as she pulled her way back up to the ropes. Natasha's style hadn't changed up that much, but there was a definite shift in her energy. Everything about her felt so crisp and refined, and she knew there'd only be more of that as the match progressed.

Valley looked through her dangling hair as she made her way back up, keeping an eye on Natasha in the corner of her eye. She'd got her good with that dodge, but she could play the counter game, too - as soon as her opponent came charging towards her, she was ready with the proper response.

She waited until the exact last second, right before Natash could connect with the clothesline, and then she fell back and yanked the top rope on her way down, holding on tight and dangling from it. The last time she pulled this trick off was the Slamazon battle royale in 2010, but if it worked here, the Russian's momentum would take her for a little trip, right out the ring.

Natasha went charging towards Valley, confident that she would land her attack, and send the Slamazon flying out of the ring. She was reckless though, too reckless, too caught up in her desire to win this match, and when Valley yanked down the top rope, she didn't have time to stop her momentum or change her course.

She naturally went flying over the ropes, tumbling out of the ring to the floor before, where she landed with a sick thud onto the padded floor. She lied there a moment, groaning softly to herself, but before she had time to contemplate her mistakes, her body was already moving, forcing itself to stand again, the Russian not wanting Valley to catch her lying down.