Josey Wales vs. Cecilia Northman

One of the nice things about being at the bottom of this two girl dogpile was that she could see everything. When her fist collided with Cecilia, she could see how much pain she had caused the Northern Queen. And when Cecilia gathered herself to retaliate, she was ready. Her blonde opponent was quicker than many gave her credit for but when it came to flying fists the girl could move. Josey honestly doubted she would have the reaction time to block the blow without any help, but here the Outlaw had the benefit of a little foresight as Cecilia cocked her hand back.

The cowgirl had always been quick on the draw and she needed to be here. Both of her hands were free and she brought them into an x over her face. Josey did not catch the blow as much as she survived it- the pain rippling through her arm told her that it might have knocked her out had she not defended herself in time. While the Outlaw was not grateful for the pain in her arm, she was eminently grateful that she was still awake.

Awake, and active. She hated being supine and set upon and sought to rectify that in one quick move. Josey shoved Cecilia right and rolled left to try and get her way out from under her.

Cecilia's heavy strike came down like a meteor which was precision aimed right for Josey's head, if it hit it would no doubt cause massive amount of problems for the cowgirl...though it seemed that perhaps she had underestimated Josey's own reaction time in all of this, as the cowgirl managed to bring both of her arms up and cross them over her head. Meaning that Cecilia's heavy hammerpunch instead just hit the arms of Josey. She could feel those arms buckle a bit from the impact but that was it.

The Swede cursed a bit under her breath as she soon felt a hard shove from the beauty beneath her as she was soon pushed and rolled off of Josey's frame. The blond beauty was quick to attempt and get back into the action or well...at least up to her feet, as Cecilia attempted to quickly push herself up into a stand. Letting out a loud huff of air as she'd glare at her blond foe.

Josey rolled away. She could breathe now, for what felt like the first time this match. As she rose she looked upon the countenance of the Northern Queen. Cecilia embodied everything she hated. Uppity. Crowd favorite. And worst of all, wouldn't stay down when she got licked. There she was, standing in front of her, crowd knocking themselves senseless to cheer her on, ready for combat. The Outlaw could not recall the last time she felt this much hatred during a match. Usually she just beat the crap out of her opponent or got beat herself. But this one, this one is personal.

"Listen. You think you got some slick shit to say, then say it." Her thick Texan accent was overshadowed by her huffing breaths but her tone conveyed that the anger within her had still not abated. Cecilia did that puff for a reason. The cowgirl honestly hated the woman standing before her.

Hated, and wanted to harm. She charged forward after a breather and sought to begin the attack anew. Josey hugged the mat in a baseball slide, trying to sweep Cecilia off her feet.

It seemed as if Cecilia had gotten under the cowgirl's skin, more than just a little as that thick southern accent laced with anger shot out a few words towards her, a grin formed upon the fan favorite's lips as she would cock her head to the side and let out a light chuckle. " Oh...I was just gonna say you hit like a girl." Cecilia let out jokingly or perhaps mockingly towards the fellow blond. Whom she soon enough saw start to rush towards her and slide down against the mat like that.

Cecilia didn't have a lot of time, though she wasn't exactly caught off guard this time, seeing the charge from the slightly taller blond as she'd attempt to jump up over the baseball slide...well not entirely over. Cecilia would attempt to jump up but try and come down with her feet right down onto Josey instead with her entire weight in a type of double stomp down on the Texan!

Josey thought she had made it home safe but she had gotten tagged really bad in the final stretch. Two mighty feet came down on Josey's chest and the Outlaw felt like she had just been glued to the floor. The cowgirl was out of breath, to say the absolute least. Not only had she not gotten Cecilia for her lame comeback, but she had come off the worse for it.

For the moment, Josey was going to stay down. It wasn't because the crowd was roaring or because Cecilia emotionally scarred her by saying she hit like a girl. No, it was because two large feet slammed into on her chest. That would put a bucking bronco down.

Jumping up over Josey's rash slide and with it the Swede was able to drive her feet right down into Josey's chest! Flattening those large breasts of the cowgirl and looking as if she caused some serious pain down against the cowgirl. Cecilia stumbled off of Josey and went to the side of the girl. She'd let out another loud huff of air as she'd look down on the cowgirl. " Don't get so riled up, it will make you do dumb shit like that." Cecilia spoke out as she would attempt to lean down and try to take a hold of Josey by her long blond hair.

Attempting to pull the fellow blond up towards her feet, the mighty Swede would attempt and wrap her right arm around Josey's head and pull it in under her armpit, trying to then reach forward with her free hand to grab at Josey's pants! Which she would then try to lift Josey upside down into the air, attempting to hold the cowgirl's stunning body upside down in the air, she'd try and hold Josey there for a second or two before finally throwing them backwards and attempting to hit Josey with a delayed vertical suplex!!

Josey wanted to react, her body demanded some sort of reaction, but something held her back. She had been stomped when the momentum started rushing against her in a deluge and then she had been literally stomped. The lights flickered above her, then they didn't in one fell swoop as Cecilia hauled her Texan ass up. And up and up and up- she thought she might make it to the top of the Rockies the way things were going. Once she reached the apogee she knew what it was. Inverted suplex. Her awareness of the pain portended did little for her as she could do nothing to stop it.

Then, like the walls of Jericho, she went down. The boom thundered around the arena and sent the throngs of fans to their feet. Josey, on the other hand, was basically stuck on the mat. She had dished out ample helpings of the inverted suplex throughout her career, but had only rarely been on the business end. It didn't feel good at all.

Holding Josey upright, upside down in the air was not an easy task for most....but with Cecilia's impressive strength it was far from an impossible feat, she could have walked around with the cowgirl like a trophy for a bit should she have wanted to...but she decided against it, for the reason that so far Josey was proving herself a formidable opponent and it was best to not take any chances!

After slamming Josey down with such force that the entire ring rumbled a bit, the crowd followed to make the arena rumble with their roars! It was time for the Swede to get into high gear and show off why she was the greatest powerhouse wrestler in all of AFW!

As such, Cecilia decided to move up to her feet, attempting to grab a handful of Josey's long blond hair and try to get the cowgirl up to her feet. Once there she'd attempt to slide her hand away from Josey's lovely hair and down towards the girl's throat, attempting to take a tight grip on it. She'd reach down for the girl's belt at her waist and grab a hold of it with her free hand, attempting to lift Josey up off of her feet yet again taking a step forward before attempting to plant the cowgirl back first with another devastating move! A Chokeslam!

A beast was twisting inside Josey. It was a ghastly creature, one that compelled her to commit all sorts of horrid acts and perpetrate them against the weakest and most helpless amongst us. It thrashed and demanded retribution against the so called Northern Queen but the Outlaw was not in a very good place to slake its thirst for bloodshed. The cowgirl was still in a lot of pain from the inverted suplex.

The world shifted. A strong hand was guided towards Josey's vulnerable throat and squeezed so tightly part of Josey doubted she would ever breath the free air of Texas ever again. Her veins pulsed in her head as her airflow came to an abrupt stop. Then she left the earthly bounds of the map as Cecilia picked her up into the air.

The beast inside her was savage and ordered action. The tired and beat up Josey was forced to comply. The cowgirl did not see it fit to simply take this chokeslam lying down- she shot her leg out in a quick kick to try and disrupt Cecilia's flow.

Pulling Josey up wasn't that hard, it seemed as if rocking the cowgirl's world with that suplex had not done the blond cowgirl very well. She seemed to have been plastered on the mat until the blond Swede had peeled her off of it. Like a roadkill animal that you needed a shovel to get it out of the road with.

Cecilia's iron grip on Josey's throat also seemed to cause the cowgirl some problem and without much for Josey to do about it the Swede raised her up into the air and swing forward to throw Josey downward into the ring. As she was throwing Josey down though a swift kick shot up towards the Swede's side. " Ugh!" she grunted out in surprise and pain as it caused it didn't allow her to follow through all the way with the chokeslam...and forced Cecilia to stagger to the side and drop into her knee instead after dropping Josey onto her back with a semi-chokeslam.