Rematch: Morrigan Vs. Valley Doll

Before Morrigan could even roll away, Valley had somehow ended up behind her and pulled her between her tanned legs. Suddenly, Morrigan felt trapped as the thighs closed around her and she struggled in the lock. It was fair play for the head scissors earlier, but Morrigan didn't much care for it now.

She pushed at Valley's legs with her hands, struggling in the grip as she bridged and squirmed, tiring herself out a bit more as the crowd cheered valley on. "Ngh!" Morrigan grunted as her fingers dug into Valley's leg just a bit. She knew an easy way out, but she was determined not to resort to it.

Valley grit her teeth hard as she powered down hard on the hold, determined to put every bit of pressure she had on Morrigan's neck. "Not bad for a fruit winder, huh?" She growled and gave Morrigan a pulsing flex of her legs, simply out of spite.

The crowd was getting hyped up with good reason, since Valley had actually managed to knock  her last opponent, Gemma Faraday, out with this move only a couple of weeks ago. Knockouts weren't exactly the most common way to end the match, and they were anxious for a repeat. Valley would've loved to give it to them, too, but Morrigan seemed to have a lot more energy to tap than her last opponent.

She was tempted to elbow her in the face and get some further payback for the headscissors from early, but the idea of copying someone else's tactic was anathema to Valley. Especially when there were other flashier, more effective things she could try.

Keeping the hold locked tight, Valley rolled over to her chest, forcing Morrigan to follow along with her. She took a moment to steel herslef, get ready mentally and physically, and then she planted both of her hands on the floor, palms flat. She raised her hips up, lifting Morrigan's head in her vice grip, then quickly dropped it back down with a solid jolt, slamming her head into the mat once, then twice, then a third time in rapid succession.

Morrigan only struggled as valley taunted her, trying to push up the girl's legs enough to try and pull her head through. It wasn't working very well with the hold locked in and soon she found herself rolled onto her chest the same way she had done to Valley earlier.

In the new position, Morrigan tried reaching up to grab at Valley's waist, but before she could even get started, she was lifted up and slammed down hard. Her arms flopped to the sides, the fight momentarily taken out of her as she groaned.

Valley looked over her shoulder, checking to see how Morrigan had reacted to the slams. Sure enough, they'd taken their toll. It wasn't exactly the most flattering position for either of them, bordering closer to cheesecake than she generally liked to get, but it was effective.

Next came the really fun part. While she was still in the push up position, Valley lifted her head and arched her back, bending backwards farther than many could hope to and putting her flexibility on full display. Without warning, she quickly threw her upper body forward and went into a somersault, keeping Morrigan locked every step of the way so that she'd come up, over, and land right on her back as Valley completed the roll.

Morrigan groaned, still locked in the position but as they lifted up, she pushed her hands against the mat. She was weak, but now she felt like Valley was giving her a good opportunity as she stretched herself. She wasn't going to get slammed and if she could walk her legs forward, she could maybe slam or throw valley off of her.

However, before she could even lift her legs up, her world flipped around and she was dizzily forced onto her back.

"Guuuh!"

Though not too painful, it was still very disorientating and the face lock was definitely wearing her down, leaving her sluggish and panting.

The landing wasn't exactly a load of fun for Valley herself, thanks to all the damage Morrigan had been dishing out. The wear and tear of the match was starting to show its effects.

But it was worth all the exertion, because her headlock had done its work well. Her opponent was reeling, a good distance away from the ropes, and in perfect position for what Valley was feeling next.

She unlocked the figure four and rolled backwards, popping up to her feet from the floor in one clean movement. Valley took a step back, judged the distance just right, then leaped forward and high, getting some big air. She backflipped as she went upwards and stopped just short of a full rotation, so that her full weight came down on Morrigan, smashing the redhead’s chest with her own - a standing version of the famous shooting star press.

Morrigan breathed deeply as the leg lock was released, much more thankful to have oxygen back in her lungs than for the pain to go away. She immediately pushed up but she was slow, just getting to her elbows before Valley was in the air

She barely even noticed the shadow before Valley's weight crashed down onto hers. She screamed in pain, yelping sharply as she was flattened back first into the canvas, their chest compressing together as Morrigan's eyes widened and her leges were thrown up from the impact.

Valley crashed into Morrigan with high impact, hitting so hard that the bounce nearly made her slip off after impact. She stayed on top of her though, as she saw a good opportunity. After the headlock wore her down and the press drove all her air out once more, Morrigan was looking like an easy mark for the pinfall. Couldn't hurt to try, anyway.

She grabbed Morrigan’s leg, pressed against her chest with her forearm, and went for another pin. The audience eagerly joined the referee in her count, sensing the end was near.

”1…!”

Morrigan wasn't just holding out for a second of extra breath this time. She winced as her chest was compressed again but remained relatively still. The second count came with little effort.

"TWO!"

Morrigan groaned and through the slits in her barely open eyes saw the referee raise her hand for a third time. Once again she summoned everything she had and threw her arm in the air while kicking violently.

This time there was a surprised yelp from Valley when Morrigan kicked out, and she could tell she wasn't the only one in the arena who was a little shocked. There was a small round of applause after the escape, and Valley knew it wasn't directed at her.

”Okay,” She blew the sweaty hairs off her face and looked back over her shoulder at the ‘Goddess of War’, with the barest hint of a smile on her face. ”You're tough, I'll give you that much.” She reached over and grabbed Morrigan by her flaming red hair with one hand and her arm with her other, pulling her back to her feet whether she wanted to come or not. ”You are tough.”

As soon as Morrigan was up, Valley grabbed her by the wrist with both hsnds, jerked back and put all of her weight into an Irish Whip, hurling Morrigan to the nearest corner.