An Unexpected Betrayal! Nicole Desjardin Vs Ross Jakes!

The entire time Nicole was offering her advice Ross desperately thrashed and struggled, kicking her legs and doing everything within her power to try and pull her now trapped arm away, full of fear due to what she knew was coming up next.

From the moment Ross's arm was locked into the armbar she was flung into a world of pain. With her useless kicking and general struggling picking up tenfold the ex officer began screaming at the top of her lungs, unable to deal with the insane amount of agony which was suddenly being thrust upon her. This was a simple submission move, how could it be hurting so much?! Could she really be so close to submitting already!?

When she felt herself lock in the armbar, Nicole knew that was that. She wished she might have had an inclination towards fighting because for how Ross behaved and how she used the Canadian, Nicole really did get her feelings hurt. However, she knew she couldn't allow her feelings to get in the way of this match. This fight.

However, she knew that putting Ross in the armbar already was her feelings coming out. The girl was going to tap it was only a matter of seconds and whether or not she wanted to tap before or after Nicole broke her arm. It was a shame, really. Nicole really wanted to make a new friend and it seemed like Ross was hellbent on making sure they stayed enemies.

"You fucking bitch!!" Are the only agonized words which Ross managed to get out in-between her constant screaming. The ex officer remaining stuck in the incredibly painful arm-snapping hold, constantly thrashing and kicking her legs in a desperate attempt to pull away from the vice like grip of Nicole. She couldn't lose! Not after all the nice talk she had to put herself through to get here in the first place!

Suddenly something snapped back into Ross's head, she had brought more than just one weapon with her, and now was the perfect time to use it! After briefly scrambling to grab something off of her belt with her free hand Ross would pull out a small can of low potency mace! Intent on spraying it straight into her opponents face! It may be low potency, but it would still fucking hurt!

The last thing Nicole was expecting was for Ross to be able to find a way to break her old. It had been as securely locked in as any she'd ever put on and the motions were so natural she could have done it blind.

Unfortunately, she would get to put that to the test as the pepper spray blasted into her eyes and instantly sent her thrashing about and screaming.

She released Ross instantly and threw her hands up to her eyes. Tears seeped from the corners of her now entirely red eyes and she rubbed them vigorously, while her legs bicycled to try and get Ross away from her.

"Aahhhhhh! Crap! What the helll!?! Huuuuuurtsss!"

Ross couldn't believe she didn't think of that sooner. Her mind might have been clouded by pain but nothing is more effective than a good can of mace, even at low potency it had the ability to temporarily blind people with agonizing burning, no doubt poor Nicole was feeling that exact burning right now.

The moment she was released Ross quickly rolled away, sitting up onto her rear for a moment to massage her injured arm, she had gotten Nicole to let go but that aching pain was still very much lingering.

"Aha.. Careful now.. Rubbing it makes the pain much worse.." Ross giggles to herself while watching her opponent in sadistic glee, slowly climbing back to her feet while tossing the now empty can to the side.

Nicole barely even heard Ross' words as she rolled onto her hands and knees and buried her face in the canvas. The burning didn't seem to be going away and there was a small stain from her tears and a bit of drool.

Still, she understood how dire the situation was and began to try and crawl for the ropes. She needed to get away from Ross. If she didn't, she would be at the ex-cop's mercy.

"Hmf.. So maybe you aren't as pathetic as I first thought.. Maybe you can actually fight.. But you know.. I'm going to let you in on a little secret.." Ross taunted ominously as she continued to rise back up, wasting no time before strutting over to the blinded Nicole once she reached her feet.

"Doesn't matter how good you are.. You're no match for having your eyes burnt out of your fucking skull.." Ross went on in the same poisonous tone, attempting to reach out and grab a large handful of Nicole's hair once she got close enough.

"Ahhhh!"

Nicole yelped as Ross roughly tugged her hair. The Canadian was still helpless, and her knuckles pressed into the canvas. Tears still streaked down her cheeks and her face was beet red. her eyes still burned but at least she could open them, even if she just saw fuzz.

Ross' taunts were cruel, but after sniffling up some of the runny nose she got from the mace, she managed to speak something. "Are you sure you wanna let me know where you're at, Ross." Nicole threatened. "I don't think I need to see you to beat you." Nicole believed her words, but they were probably not that true in her state. However, she was daring Ross to try and take that chance. Just to show Ross Nicole meant business, she lunged her hand up to try and catch Ross' wrist.

"Ahhh!! Ahhh!! Shut up you waste of space!" Ross yelled over Nicole's screaming, starting off with a pretty sarcastic tone but quickly falling back down into irritated rage. Even in this state the annoying Canadian was providing to be a pain in the ass, the fact that she was even able to struggle at the moment was showing signs of far too much willpower.

"Yeah yeah, you're a decent fighter I got that, but that doesn't mean you can fight bli-" Ross grumbled while continuing to tug on Nicole's hair, stopping her taunting mid way as she felt a hand grab her wrist. No way, she couldn't fight, not when she had been sprayed straight in the eyes with mace, nobody is that tough.

"Get off me you damn bitch!!" Ross spat furiously as she yanked on Nicole's hair despite her opponent having a hold on her wrist, trying to move the Canadian girl backwards towards the centre of the ring.

"Ahhaaa!"

Nicole screamed again when her hair was yanked. Even with the grip on Ross' wrist, she was forced to follow. All she was doing was lessening the static pain. She still crawled in a humiliating manner towards the center of the ring, but as she crawled, she lunged at where she thought Ross' leg might be and hook it with her free hand.

Maybe she could trip the ex-cop up and put her on her butt.