Kelli DiVanetti vs. Killer King

Hardcore match
Win by pin, submission or KO


Things had been going pretty decent for Kelli ever since joining up with Thorn of a Rose, although she hadn't had the chance to get her hands as dirty as she wanted to recently. Her last appearance in a PPV was in a 3v3 which saw her get eliminated under unfavourable circumstances... But still, it ended with victory for her team so it was just a personal pride thing that she was upset about.

Today she'd have the chance to get her hands dirty and give her ego a good stroke, but it wouldn't be a easy task by any stretch of the imagination... She was up against King in a hardcore match, the kind of match he was notorious for being most dangerous at. Even she had to admit it was a little concerning on paper, he stood over a full foot taller than her and appeared to have muscles layered upon muscles

But she'd be damned if she was about to back down!

In the arena, Story of my love by the Model Sons started to play over the loud speakers. Kelli DiVanetti held off backstage until the drums kicked in before making her appearance. With a roar of an engine, Kelli rode out onto the rampway on top of her red and black motorbike...

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Her biking leathers clung to every curve of her petite frame like an overly attached glove; the zip at her front presently pulled down part way just over her bust, giving the fans a sneak preview that almost helped them forget that Kelli was a henchwoman of the hated Melissa Sellers... Kelli was far too tomboyish to exhibition herself to the crowd though, the suggestive half unzipped body suit look was simply because her leathers got far to hot and snug to be fully zipped up. No doubt as the match went on it would get quite sweaty and sticky under them leathers...

Kelli rode the bike down the rampway and did a half lap of the ring before parking her bike off to one corner away from the announcer's table. She dismounted and shook her dark bluish purple hair back over her head as some of the crowd members closes to the iron guard railing either booed her or gave catcalls... Kelli shot them a cold glare before move over and rolling quickly into the ring under the bottom ropes. The Italian Rebellion Hellion climbed to her feet and tugged firmly on the rims of her gloves in turn, looking back up the rampway as she stretched her fingers and the clenched into a fist

King was waiting for his moment to come out on stage and facing off to one of the sexy Tension girl, he rarely face anyone who wears tight body suit like that, especially rare for a biker chick to come wrestle against the meanest, deadliest man beast around, Killer King!

He comes out wearing his black boots, dark red trunks and his signature black leopard mask. Roaring out loud as he could on stage flexing his muscled arms front of everyone while the crowd respond with loud boos and loud cheers, mixed reactions due to his reputation on his opponents, doing horrible ways to the ladies.

King make his way down to the ring eyeing on the girl, seeing all those curves and those busts showing bit of her skin nearly covered by her suit, he then getting closer to her pretty neat looking motorbike as he slowly stroke it while his eyes on her. "So.... if I win, do you come with this bike?" He teased her a bit, then climbing in the ring in his corner only briefly, stepping out to the center of the ring waiting for Kelli to come face him up close.

Kelli moved over to the edge of the ring looking fairly annoyed as King moved over towards her bike and reached out for it.

"Get the hell away from that." She said in a gruff sound voice, her hands gripping firmly at the ropes almost as if she were poised ready to launch herself right out of the ring at him. As he moved away though, she settled down and backed up away from the ropes to allow him to climb in. He didn't spend too much time in the corner before coming out towards the middle of the ring, she followed up to move into a stand off. Face to... well, face to bare chest more like.

The ref girl got into the ring and called for the bell, not really needing to explain the rules or do much in the way of checks as this was a hardcore match afterall. Kelli started promptly barely even a second after it had rung, taking a quick step back she swung her boot up to try and catch King against his abs with a stern javelin kick. Hoping to cut him down to size by making him double over.

"Oh arent you a feisty one?" He teased her when his hand touching her precious bike, do wonder what happen if he trash it? He chuckles a little thinking about it before coming in the ring where he moved to the center and meeting up with little Kelli who really shows she isnt afraid of him up close. "What you gonna do about it if I touch your lovely bike again?------ GAH!"

No need for the bell to ring, the hardcore match doesnt need to notified the start of the match, whoever strike first starts it. She surprised him with a hard kick to his guts and despite he have tough abs but not aware of her strike, he double over before her and growling in anger, though he tries to reach out his right hand at her throat holding to get a hold of her.

Kelli was well aware that if she was to be successful in this match up, it would not be coming from matching King strength for strength... she had to utilize her advantages over the bigger wrestler, this was mainly her superior speed and agility. Thus she was somewhat ready for King's retaliation before it came and well prepared to act quickly.

As King reached his big hand over towards her throat, the Italian tomboy ducked away from his grasp and towards his side, dropping down to the mat all in one fluid motion. She quickly slipped one leg in front of his ankle and then shoved her other right into his upper calf just below his knee pit. With a grunt of effort, Kelli twisted her hips firmly and tried to trip the beast forwards down onto the canvas in a drop toe hold

King, the most deadly monster in ALL AFW rosters, or so he thinks, already the most well known yet he is still out to destroy anyone who come crossing his path to be the best heel wrestler around, continues to hone his reputation by crushing everyone, Kelli is next on his list.

While he double over by her thrust kick, he hoped to catches her throat by his hand but the sexy tight suited biker avoid getting caught, catching the beast again at his legs this time taking him down, falling forward onto the mat with a thud. "Ugh!!" Course, King tried to pushes himself up as he could, growing more angry by the seconds.

Kelli unhooked her legs and scrambled up towards her feet as quickly as she could, but she had no intention of stay up... In fact she barely got fully into an upright position before she practically threw her small weight right for King's back

"GRRRAA!!!" she growled out as she raised her right arm up in the air and then toppled down over him like the leaning towards of pisa... She aimed ram her elbow and the underside of her bicep straight into the center of his back between the shoulder blades, her leather clad body sagging down on top of him after the elbow drop

King just couldnt believe he would be the first to take the hit like that and first to go down on the mat as well. He grunt trying to pushes himself up as we could but that sexy tight suited clad Kelli making sure she stay on top of the monster not letting him up.

"Gah damnit!" He felt his shoulder takes the hit by her sharp elbow drop. He felt her suit rubbing against his bare backside, at least he knows shes on top of him. Hoping that he could try bucking her off his back while still attempting to push himself up. "Get off me!"

Kelli slipped her body around on top of him, her leather suit rubbing firmly against King's back until the slight opening at her bust was pressed against the back of his shoulder blades right where the elbow had hit moments before. She pressed down, the skin of her bare breasts underneath the leathers coming into direct contact with King's back as she started to reach over for his chin, probably looking to set in a cross face lock...

However before she could do what she intended, her much bigger opponent shoved upwards with all of his might.. Unable to keep him down against the mat, the now unstable platform of his body bucked the feisty Italian off of him down onto the mat. Kelli breathed out, rolling a couple of times to try and get out of his immediate grasps range before trying to race him up to her feet.

King grunted from the painful feelings onto his back between the shoulder blades by her elbow drop, hurts like hell and yet he wanted to give her a piece of his mind, after he gets her off him somehow.... with his hands pushing hard against the mat, bucking her off him since he isnt hers to ride on, throwing her off and feeling the weights just disappeared right off him.

"Ngh...." Finally, the beast can move again, slowly towards to the nearest turnbuckle to pull himself up until hes back on his feet, resting against the turnbuckle pad while trying to stretch his backside, get the painful feelings out of him, glaring at Kelli doesnt approve her giving him quite bit of trouble.