AV 15 No Holds Barred: Cecilia Northman Vs. Morgan Raine

Of course it'd turn out like that. Cecilia wasn't so weak that she'd be dislodged with a single blow. Yet even as Morgan tried to punch her again, she was stopped by the Swede lifting her up into the air. All she could do was move her arms behind her neck and head to protect them from the tacks. The impact was as brutal as everybody thought it'd be. The Canadian's deep, hoarse screams echoed as she felt multiple puncture wounds on her arms. Blood ran freely, but mostly from her limbs. The vest had saved her from most of the damage, though a few tacks had hit her at the waistline, where the protection ended.

She rolled towards the center of the ring, away from the carpet of steel death as she bit back tears of pain. The tacks were still stuck in her forearms and triceps, leading to many trails of blood dripping down them as she sobbed. Undoubtedly, she needed time to regain her composure after that painful, atrociously strong move.

Cecilia looked on at the frame of Morgan as it hit the tacks, her body spasaming a little in pain before rolling over and she tried to get away. The crowd winced in sympathy for the colonel as she screamed out in pain...though Cecilia had no sympathy for her, and no mercy.

Stepping after Morgan as she attempted to get away from the blond, the mighty Swede would attempt and move in and stomp down hard on Morgan's arm, right on top of those tacks just to try and drive them in even further! Could she do that, then the Swede would try and reach down for that head of hair and attempt to pull Morgan up to her feet, pulling her right knee up she'd attempt to bury it right into her hated foe's abs to double her over.

All so that Cecilia could attempt to shove that head in between her strong thighs and start to set her foe up for something big!

Morgan's morale was thoroughly broken, but she knew that there was no time for her to be moping. Trying to recover whatever shards of dignity she had left, the Canadian started to get up when Cecilia stomped on her arm, driving the tacks in further. More blood was shed, bringing a low groan of pain from the tanned girl as she was relentlessly attacked. The blows just on coming as the Swede lifted her to her feet, bending her over with a vicious knee to the abs right after.

For a while, it seemed like Morgan was helpless, and the truth was that she was rather close to that point. However, she was still waiting for her chance to really get back at Cecilia, and it looked like the time was near. If all she could do was hold out for a few more minutes, she'd do just that for the sake of revenge!

Cecilia now had Morgan trapped between her strong thighs and she had worked her over rather well it seemed....getting thrown down onto those tacs had to have hurt and being just shredded like she had...Cecilia could see the tacs that had dug into Morgan here and there on her lower-back and arms, it looked pretty painful...though Cecilia had been through far worse in her career, she was pretty sure Morgan had to.

That was why there was a need to put some serious hurt on Morgan! Cecilia would wrap her arms around that waist of Morgan's and with a heavy heave of her awesome might she'd roll Morgan up onto her shoulders before attempting to step forward and throw the woman down with a jack-knife powerbomb! Attempting to throw her right down onto those tacs!

Morgan didn't try to resist, as she was still too weak from the chokeslam to escape. There were multiple points of bleeding and pain, enough to keep her hazy as she tried to stay patient. It was far from the worst injury she ever had, but she wasn't facing against a wrestler of Cecilia's caliber at the time. Right now, she had to let things go along or else she'd be getting a worse beatdown than before! As soon as she was lifted up, Morgan knew what she was in for. Her hands tightened, but she knew better than to strike.

If the goal was a knock-out, she would need way more than one punch. Without a doubt, she'd gas out first if she tried to beat her enemy into submission with her fists. However, she didn't need more than a single attack to stop this from happening. When the Swede easily lifted the Canadian up, just before she was powerbombed, she tightened her legs around her enemy's head and roared as she tried to hurricanrana Cecilia into the tacks. It'd cause damage to both of them, but she was willing to take the hit!

Cecilia hoisted Morgan up into the air and was just about to bring the pink haired wrestler down with a powerful powerbomb down onto the tacs! Attempting to truly punish the cocky Canadian for thinking that she could step up to Cecilia's level and fight the blond beauty!

However, as she held her up the Colonel legs soon wrapped around the Swede's head and as she was about to slam her down with that powerful powerbomb she was instead pulled along with Morgan, down onto the tacs in a painful manner, as those tiny sharp objects drove into her lower back. " Agh!" Cecilia cried out from the pain !

Morgan had succeeded in taking Cecilia down, through the cost was brutal. Another fresh set of wounds had been added to what she had already suffered, and she didn't know if she had what it took to endure a third hit on the tacks. Sucking in a deep, unsteady breath, the Canadian tried to stagger to her feet, her hands on the ropes to stabilize her position.

Talking would only drain her energy, which was running rather low at this point. Instead, she had to settle for the next best thing. She let out a low grunt as she staggered over to the Hardcore Queen, bending slowly and painfully as she tried to pick her enemy up. If she managed that, she'd try to slip behind Cecilia to deliver a full nelson facebuster onto the tacks!

Cecilia groaned out as she laid on her back, arching up off the mat and the tacks and letting out a low cry of pain from the feeling of those small sharp spikes having dug into her back muscles. The Swede soon enough started to feel hands upon her hair ass he was being pulled upwards....the blond could not let this go on! She had to take the fight somewhere else.

As she was brought up to her feet, Cecilia quickly attempted to push into Morgan, attempting to pick her foe up by her thighs and start to run with her off towards the nearest corner for a mad charge to ram Morgan's body into the turnbuckle!

Again, Morgan had not expected Cecilia to recover so quickly. The Canadian soon paid for her mistake as she found herself picked up and rammed straight into the turnbuckle, the tacks being driven further into her flesh by the impact. Her yell of agony was drowned out by the audience's cheers as the Hardcore Queen turned the tables on her yet again. Considering how badly she was being worn down, she had to figure out a way to halt her enemy's momentum before she was crushed like a bug.

Still pinned between the Swede and the corner, Morgan grabbed at the blonde's hair to hold her still while she started rearing back for a set of forearms. In her fatigued state, her movements were starting to become less controlled and more sloppy!

Cecilia picked up Morgan and rammed the girl right into the corner, charging her right up in there and squashing her like a bug...however, Morgan was a lot more sturdy and determined than you average bug...kinda like a cockroach! Who just wouldn't stay down. She soon enough started to shoot forearm strike after forearm strike against the Swede's face, knocking the blond for a loop with each hit.

Though they became sloppy as time went on, and Cecilia soon saw her window. With her arms still wrapped around those thighs, the blond would attempt to haul Morgan up onto the top turnbuckle, before attempting to give her a hard shove to her chest, attempting to push her off of that height and have her fall right down onto the unforgiving outside of the ring!