Bonnie Gastin Vs. Suzumi Ishikawa

The divided crowd roared as Bonnie struck Suzumi back down to the mat, leaving the Texan to stumble on her already torqued knee. She saw Suzumi drop and Bonnie was ready for her the moment she saw the girl on her hands and knees.

"Aw naw ya' dont..." She muttered to herself before trying to grab Suzumi's lovely blue hair and stuff the girl's head between the jean covered legs!

"We goin' fer a ride!" She'd yell if she managed to try Suzumi, hugging the woman's waist before leaning back, heaving her off the canvas before suddenly dropping to her butt to spike her head first into the canvas with Bonnie's finishing move, The Texas Piledriver!

"N-no way.... " Suzumi groaned as she was lift up. It wasn't until she was lift up did she realize what was coming! Suzumi began to wiggle about to try to free herself from this predicament! "No no no no no!" She plead while she tried to escape!

It was to no avail, as she was spiked head-first on the mat! Suzumi slumped down motionless, breathing but barely moving at all.

With a grunt Bonnie had lifted Suzumi before spiking her to the mat and the ring shook with a mighty crash and a collective groan of sympathy from the crowd as the former Wrestle Angel dropped to the mat in a heap!

"Phoo~" Bonnie exhaled as she watched Suzumi's body flop between her legs. She didn't waste any time turning the girl over onto her back and laying herself over the woman's chest, hooking her leg as the Ref-girl slid in.

"ONE!"

The count continued as Suzumi remained nearly motionless.

"Two!"

Her free leg weakly rose and kicked down on the mat a couple times, the only sign of life from the formerly confident and showboating tsunami.

"Three!"

Suzumi let out a groan of disappointment, frustration and dismay. She lost, and instead of showing the doubters that she was still a prime wrestler, she looked more like the washed up has-been that they claimed her to be. "How... how the fuck did I lose..." She quietly muttered to herself, bringing her arms up to her head to cradle it, and cover her face. She rolled onto her side and weakly kicked the mat once before laying motionless.

The last thing she wanted was for anyone to see that she in fact had tears welling up in her eyes. Tears that her physical pain had nothing to do with.