AV 15 Entropy Title Match: Julia Rogers (C) Vs. Alaina Sanders (C)

Alaina got to her hands and knees, getting in a position to look at Julia, who was further along than Alaina was. In fact she had began to ascend the ropes once more. Alaina didn't want to look weak. She had to not only match Julia but be tougher. She had to want it more, be more resilient.

To that end, Alaina let out a shout as she sprang up, rushing Julia as quickly as she could! With Julia perched on the top Alaina would reach up and grab her, lifting her up totally overhead and military press slamming the high flyer down as hard as she could outside the ring! If that didn't take the fight out of her Alaina didn't know what would! "No more diving moves today!" Alaina howled as the crowd gasped and cheered her show of strength!

Julia felt the ring start to shake as she climbed to the top rope, and heard stampeding footsteps heading her way. But when she looked up to see what was happening, Alaina was already right on her. And before the masked blonde could even try to stop her opponent, she found herself being lifted over the Amazon’s head!

“Shit!” Julia shouted out as she started trying to squirm off of Alaina’s hands. But before she could make any progress, her body flipped forward through the air as she was tossed, and she crashed back-first onto the floor at ringside with a sickening impact! The cowgirl shrieked out and immediately began to writhe in pure agony on the floor at ringside, looking like a fish out of water. But as bad as everything seemed for her already, it only got worse.

“One...! Two...! Three...!”

The ref had started counting! Julia was enduring quite possibly the most intense pain she’d ever experienced. Tears had formed in her eyes. She was even having trouble breathing. And she had less than a ten count left to get back in the ring and keep fighting! “Dammit! Get...up!” she yelled at herself through grit teeth as she tried to fight through the pain. She slowly crawled toward the apron and grabbed onto it to try to pull herself up. But her hand slipped off, and she collapsed right back down to the ground! "NO-- Ugh!!" The crowd gasped in unison at the immediate sign that Julia was right back to square one, while the ref continued counting!

“Four...! Five...! Six...!”

Alaina saw the pain Julia was in. Alaina herself was in that same pain not long ago in this very same match! Alaina walked to the ropes and leaned out to look down at Julia. She didn't want a cheap win. The fans deserved a definitive champion, not someone crowned by a count out!

"Seven!"

"Come on Julia! Get up! If I could get up from what you did to me you should be able to get back in this ring so we can finish this match! You have it in you, now dig deep to find it!" Alaina shouted as she encouraged Julia. She was ready to climb out if she absolutely had to, but she needed a break. This breather was revitalizing to the amazon, and gave her a much needed recovery. While she wanted the match to continue properly she was in no rush to end her break. She also wanted to see what Julia had left, if anything.

"Eight!"

Alaina stood by the ropes, walking back and forth and waving her hands up and down to rile up the crowd even more, driving them to make even more noise to spur Julia on!

Julia heard Alaina’s words encouraging her to get back in the ring. And once again she was treated to the refreshing reminder that everyone involved in this match had every intention of making sure it ended the right way. No underhanded bullshit, no entourage. The only thing standing in the way of that was the ref’s count, which was threatening to count Julia out in a matter of seconds!

She heard the crowd clapping and cheering her on. Chants of “JU-LI-A! JU-LI-A!” rang out all through the arena as she reached out and grabbed onto the apron once again! The ref’s count had reached eight, and Julia had only managed to stagger up to a knee, then stumbled and almost fell back down again!

“NINE...!”

Julia roared out, and with every bit of strength she could muster the blonde pulled on the apron and rolled herself under the bottom rope, breaking the ref’s count just in the nick of time! The crowd applauded and Julia felt an enormous amount of relief wash over her as she laid on her stomach and gasped for air. An arm moved over her back, which was still screaming in pain. Though she tried to block out the agony plaguing her, it was a task easier said than done, and few whimpers left her lips. The time she’d spent getting back in the ring fortunately had been time that didn’t include taking any further punishment. Regardless, she knew for a fact her back was going to be hurting quite a bit for quite a while, even well after this match was over...

Alaina applauded with the fans, but didn't stay in one place to admire Julia's grit that mirrored that of the amazon.  Alaina made her way to a turnbuckle and began to climb.  She wanted to do some flying of her own and show Julia that a power wrestler could move as well!  "Lets get ready to crown a new champion Mongolia!"  Alaina shouted as she ascended the turnbuckle with confidence.  However, she was sore and hurting from the punishing match.  Her progress was far from fast.

The crowd saw Alaina getting up to the top of the turnbuckle, and began to cheer for her as they applauded Julia's efforts!  Alaina felt like if she could hammer Julia with a big leg drop or elbow drop from the top that this match was as good as over.  157 pounds of Cali-girl muscle could crush just about any woman inside the wrestling ring.  With that thought in mind, Alaina perched atop the turnbuckle, steadied herself, and turned back to face the middle of the ring where Julia laid.

Julia weakly kicked at the mat as she rested there, trying her best to let her body recover as much as it possibly could in that brief moment. But when she heard Alaina’s confident shout, she knew she had to move. And when she turned her head to see what the Amazon was up to, she was surprised to see the bigger girl starting to head up to the top rope again!

“Ngh!” Julia grunted as she reached out to the rope beside her and used it to start heaving herself off the ground. Her ascension wasn’t any quicker than Alaina’s. But fortunately, the corner her foe was on wasn’t far away. So Julia pulled on the rope to propel herself into a run toward that corner, then threw a forearm at Alaina’s head to briefly stun her!

“I don’t think so!” she yelled out. But of course, she wouldn’t stop there. Julia wasn’t going to feel safe again until she’d brought Alaina back down to the ground. So the cowgirl began to climb up as well, grunting in discomfort as she pulled herself up to stand on the top rope, facing Alaina. She briefly pointed a finger upward, then jumped up and wrapped her legs around the Amazon’s head again, and attempted to flip her down to the canvas with another hurricanrana off the top ropes! It had paid off for her big time earlier. And if she could make it work here, Julia felt confident this match would be as good as hers!

Alaina heard Julia coming as she set herself up and the forearm to the face did the trick!  "Omph!"  She grunted as Julai's forearm stunned her momentarily.  Alaina now had Julia sitting on her shoulders and she had been on the wrong end of enough of these moves to know how it was going to end.  

Not today.  Alaina vowed that today was going to be different, and she knew what she had to do.

Alaina brought her arms up to hold Julia in place and wrapped her legs into the ropes!  As Julia leaned back, Alaina used all her core and upper body strength to hold, and then bring Julia back up to a sitting position after she failed to flip Alaina to the mat with a top turnbuckle hurricanrana!  "I'm sorry Julia, but its over!"

Alaina took one deep breath and put everything she had left in her tank into what happened next.  It was all or nothing now.  She wasn't at her limit, she was actually pushed further than she thought she could be pushed in this match.  Both women had close calls and dished out tons of punishing offense.  Both women endured tons of agonizing pain.  Right now Alaina did what she could to make sure the last of the punishment was dished out with Julia on the wrong end of it.  Alaina let out a loud war cry as she stood up, still holding Julia up on her shoulders and drove her to the mat as hard as she could with a top-rope amabomb!

After the devastating amabomb, made even more devastating by the height that the amazon was slamming the cowgirl, Alaina would hop down and stagger over to Julia, making sure she wasn't close enough to reach the ropes.  She would grab her legs and fold her over into a matchbook pin, using her strength and weight to lock the pin in very securely!  This also put Alaina in a position to where she was looking right at Julia as she pinned her!  There was so much she wanted to say right now, but se was silent as the referee got himself into position to begin the count!

"One!"

Julia had her legs tightly locked around Alaina’s head and neck, and fully expected to bring the bigger girl crashing down off the turnbuckle. But, that didn’t happen. As Julia rolled back for the hurricanrana, her body completely stopped when she was upside down, and her foe hadn’t budged from her spot on the top rope. And when Julia was hoisted back up to sit over Alaina’s shoulders, every bit of her surprise, worry and desperation could be seen in her widening eyes. She knew exactly what Alaina had in mind.

“No!” Julia shouted, and started throwing her right forearm repeatedly against Alaina’s head in hopes of fighting her way out of this. But it was all for naught. Within seconds, the Amazon had leapt from the rope and was bringing the cowgirl right along with her! Normally, the skies were Julia’s domain. Flying high had been what she’d made most of her six-year career on. But normally when she flew, she had total control of herself the whole way. Flips and corkscrews she could pull off like it was as easy as breathing, and she could clear the entire distance of the ring if she wanted to. But with Alaina holding onto Julia’s legs through the fall, none of that comfort or control was available to her now. And worse, there was nothing Julia could do now but slam her eyes shut and wait for the inevitable.

BAM!

The only thing more explosive than the impact of Julia’s body against the canvas was the eruption of the crowd after witnessing the Amabomb from the top rope! The luchadora’s body was sprawled out and limp, offering not even the slightest resistance as Alaina folded her up. Julia saw the Amazon’s face hovering right over hers, and felt the ring shake ever so slightly as the ref slapped the mat and started counting.

“Two!”

She knew what was happening. She knew if that hand hit the mat one more time, Julia would be leaving Mongolia with her first defeat in AFW, and Alaina would be leaving as the undisputed Entropy Champion. But even knowing that, no matter how hard she tried to move her limbs in an effort to kick out and keep going, they simply wouldn’t budge. The fact that either of them had been able to continue fighting as hard as they had at this point was incredible. But it seemed Julia’s body had reached its limit. And Alaina's weight was just too much for her to push off.

And then, as the ref’s hand came down for the final count...

Alaina kept Julia folded up with as much force and strength as her body had left. Alaina nodded her head with each of the first two counts, and then after what felt like forever, it happened.

"Three!"

Alaina almost didn't believe that it was over. She held Julia down for another half second until the roar of the crowd and ringing of the bell signified that she had in fact just won and became the undisputed Entropy Champion. Her first act of celebration was rolling to the side, letting go of Julia and laying flat on her back, panting. Tears of joy were welling up as Alaina brought her hands up to her face. "Oh my God... oh my God.... I won!" She cried out, slowly working her way up to her knees, then her feet with the referee holding her hand high as the belt was brought in. Alaina held it high and did a quick walk around the ring, still holding the belt up! "Thank you! Thank you guys, I friggin' love ya!" She screamed out to the fans, and most of all to the loyal supporters she had in the crowd. A few tears rolled down her cheeks as she hugged the belt, still in disbelief that she was the Entropy Champion. Not quite 2 years ago she appeared in Friction and was seen by some as an over-sized punching bag. She had a lot of big wins and devastating losses since then all to work herself up from the bottom rung of the ladder to gold around her waist. She simply let it all out.

Alaina looked back at Julia, still laying in the ring. She put the belt down and made her way over, kneeling and holding onto one of Julia's hands. "Julia, I am so sorry. I was a royal bitch to you for no reason. You are an amazing wrestler, and a tremendous young woman. Deep down I just wanted to be as good as you are. I love what you do in the ring and how hard you work for it. I just... admiration became jealousy. I took you for granted and... ya know.. I am so sorry." Alaina said with a shaky voice, still holding Julia's hand. "If you want to slap me in the face and walk away, I totally deserve it. Just at least let me help you up okay?"

Just like that, the crowd went wild, and it was all over.

Over the last year, Julia had fought tooth and nail against many highly skilled opponents, and not one had managed to defeat her. Look at her record, and in the column of wins you’ll find names like Domino, Haruka Date, Reira Kirishima, Gwen, River Styx and several more. As of now, even among all the incredible talent Julia had stepped into the ring with, there was but a single name in the “loss” column: Alaina Sanders.

As Alaina rolled off of Julia, the cowgirl’s legs swung back down onto the mat and she laid still, save for the raising and falling of her chest as she gasped for air. After what seemed like forever, a hand moved up and over her eyes. Tears had begun to form, and now came the futile effort of stopping them from flowing. Still, she tried. Despite all the victories she’d amassed and been so proud of over the last year, the cowgirl had competed for the Entropy Championship on three occasions prior to this, and had been unable to fully claim the title as hers. Tonight had been possibly her last chance to do so. And though she’d fought with everything she had, once again she had failed. Julia had nothing but respect for Alaina, and was proud of her fellow trainee for the battle they’d put on tonight and for the Amazon’s monumental victory. But the luchadora’s first AFW defeat still stung.

Julia was then caught when she felt Alaina grab her free hand. The masked blonde uncovered her eyes and looked up at the newly-crowned champion, listening to what she had to say. Once she’d let it all out, Julia was silent for a moment, then grunted and grimaced in pain as she pulled on Alaina’s hand, using it for leverage to pull herself up to her knees. Then without a moment of hesitation she threw her arms around Alaina, hugging the girl as tightly as she could. Her effort to stop her tears gave out, and she let it all out while leaning into Alaina.

“No. It was my fault. I was such a prick to you, to Taylor...to everyone. I thought I might have a chance of turnin’ the Entropy division around. And when you started goin’ after it too I... I thought ya were just tryin’ to get in my way. But... I was wrong. I was the one gettin’ in the way. You’ve been fightin’ for this moment for so long now... And ya did it! I’m so sorry for actin’ like I did. You’re gonna be a hell of a champion... And dammit I’m so proud of ya!” she said through her tears, still clinging onto Alaina through every word. The rest of the world may never know what they said to each other in that moment, but that was fine. The mutual respect and friendship between the two, after enduring months of hardships, had at long last been restored.

After a moment more, Julia took hold of Alaina’s hand again and stepped back from the hug. Facing the crowd, the teary-eyed cowgirl momentarily blocked out the intense pain surging through her body, and raised Alaina’s hand in victory. The crowd recognized the sign of respect and sportsmanship, and applauded. Julia would be in dire need of a chiropractor in the very near future, but she had no intention of tending to herself until she’d done all she could to make sure Alaina was able to fully enjoy her hard-earned moment of celebration.