Jaguar Negra vs Ivan Komorov - TLC match

Ivan began chasing Jaguar across the ring and it went as he thought. Luchador quickly ran out of space and had no other way but to go on top of turnbuckle. "I got you know you pesky little worm!" It couldn't get better for Ivan, since direct hit with ladder wouldn't only damage him, but cause him to fall out of the ring on solid floor. He swinged with ladder, but was bit too late. "Crap..." was all he could say as he saw Jaguar's feet approaching his face.

He took a hard drop kick in his face, droping down the ladder and collapsing down on canvas. His vision blured a little, so Ivan just laid on his back with hands over his face. "Ugh..." he grunted and began blinking with eyes to get his clear sight back.

Jaguar's landing was still rough, but the sheer thrill of finally having made an impact on the giant Ivan overrode anything else he might be feeling at the moment. He saw that as he got up, his opponent was still reeling from the kick to the face! Good, more time to get back on the offense!

As quick as he could Jaguar retrieved the discarded ladder and set it up close to Ivan. He nearly fell off the thing in his haste to climb it before Ivan recovered. Disregarding the safety warnings, Jaguar stood atop the apex of the ladder and faced Ivan's direction.

Jaguar took a deep breath and focused all his attention on controlling his body. The arena hardly seemed to matter as he leaped into the air, flipping himself one time and then falling perpendicular to Ivan's torso. Rather than attempt a regular splash, the luchador aimed to pierce Ivan's abdominal region with both knees!

Ivan was still bit lost in fairy land after receiving kick in his face. But than he start hearing how cheering from crowd was getting louder and louder; and it wasn't because his consciousness was getting back. The excitement was rising after Jaguar set up the ladder and climbed up on it. Every knew what will follow except Ivan.

Next thing Ivan felt were opponent knees over his chest. Well, that explained all the excitment... he thought to himself as rolled on the side of his body and burst in coughing. He tried to stand up, but pain in his chest was too big, so at the end Ivan decided to roll out of the ring. He stumbled away from ring toward the fence and lean on it to get some rest and catch some air.

Following his impact into Ivan's chest, Jaguar rolled to the side in case the big man was playing possum. He was both pleased and relieved to find that Ivan was coughing and running away by slipping out of the ring. He threw a fist in the air to celebrate his small victory and equally used the time to slow his frenzied breathing.

Jaguar stood up and leaned on the ropes while he tracked Ivan's movements. His last two moves had surely done a number on the man, he didn't peg Ivan as the kind to really back down unless he was forced to. From this distance, it would be a challenge to reach Ivan with any sort of aerial move even from the turnbuckle, and he didn't feel like chancing it.

Thus, Jaguar spun back around to go find the chair. His back still stung with every movement so he would savor every second of respite from the action. Once found, Jaguar set the chair up and leaned back into it casually and rested his arms behind his head. While Ivan looked like he was still reeling from the attack, Jaguar did his best to look like he was perfectly fine.

'THREE!' the referee shouted as the countdown for a ring-out DQ continued on.

Ivan took few more seconds to rest at the fence. He had 10 seconds before getting disqualified and since Jaguar didn't attack him, big Russian will use them to get back as fresh as he can.

SIX!...

Ivan turned around, punch his chest few times and walked back into the ring. He checked his surroundings and noticed that Jaguar with a chair. It will be quite dangerous encounter, so Ivan looked at his other options. He didn't want to take the table, since it was set up in corner and picking up the ladder might consume too much time; especially since it was set up as well.

So Ivan put his arms up and charged toward Jaguar. If he riped the chair of his arms once, he surely can do it now as well. Holding up his arms he began approaching the Jaguar and once reaching him, he would just keep arms up to protect his head and body. Instead he tried to be bit unpredictable, so he swinged with his leg, aiming to kick Jaguar in the thigh.

As the count started to hit the upper limits, Jaguar figured he'd chanced his rest long enough. He got up from the chair and folded it back down for easy weapon use. Ivan was climbing back into the ring now, which meant time to act! Ivan charged and Jaguar charged and the two met in the center of the ring.

Jaguar swung at Ivan's midsection with the chair while Ivan kicked at Jaguar's thigh. "Gahh" Jaguar grunted as the kick buckled his left leg and made him go down to one knee, but he still swung fiercely for a second swing at Ivan's knees in retaliation.

Ivan grunted as well when both wrestlers collided - while he was stronger wrestler out there this end up as equall exchange because of Jaguar using the chair as a weapon. On top of that, he kept on with preasure and striked his knee as well. He should have know better to steal his chair instead of going straight for a kick. His knee bent invard after next chair shot, but Ivan still manage to stayed up on his feet.

HHRRGHHH... Ivan groaned and glared in Jaguar. He was fast, agile and very annoying. He swinged with his arm and aimed to grab opponents throat. Liftin him in air, Ivan would try to chokeslam him back down on canvas.

BAM! Jaguar's follow-up chair strike hit home and nailed Ivan in the knees once more! Feeling somewhat of a burn in his joints, Jaguar wanted to maximize the damage so he cranked his arms back for yet another strike, but his opponent had other plans. The Russian's arm shot forward and clasped him tightly round the neck.

The audience gasped in awe and cheer as he lifted the luchador into the arm with only one arm. Jaguar dropped the chair as he grabbed at Ivan's wrist, one eye shut in pain as his throat and neck were assaulted. While he dangled there, Jaguar lashed out with a kick nearly the same time as Ivan then returned him to the mat with a chokeslam.

The ring shook and Jaguar coughed hoarsely as he tried to regain his breath. Ivan's power made his whole body feel numb and his already injured back was screaming at him to roll away! It was a struggle to get himself to crawl away to the turnbuckle, grabbing the ropes like they a literal lifeline so he could get to his feet.

Ivan grined after holding Jaguar up in air; not only because everyone knew what will follow, but because he could display his strength to everyone around the ring. There was always a satisfying feeling when he held his opponents helplessly dangling in the air. And after initial few seconds Ivan finally slamed Jaguar down on the canvas. "ARRRR!" He roared and lift his air high in air after the action.

Ivan walked behind Jaguar and for the first time he was able to kept the pace with him. He grabed his mask and start guiding him around the ring. He didn't have intention to rip it off his head, but it was good safty measurment to reduce opponent's struggling and sudden, quick moves.

Walking across the ring, Ivan took Jaguar toward corner with table. He would release him and punch his stomach once to weaken him a little before trying to put him up on the shoulders. "Good night." He said as everything was prepared to power bomb him in the table...

Jaguar's eyes widened when Ivan grabbed him from behind by the mask and his adrenaline spiked higher than before. A luchador's mask was their supreme pride and joy, and he wasn't putting it past him that he might try to disfigure or damage it. Therefore he duly played along and let Ivan drag him around till he knew his mask was safe.

He figured out quickly what Ivan was planning when he set Jaguar up in front of the table. The punch to his chest quickly made him double over and easy pickings as Ivan lifted him above his head. That was when Jaguar began his resistance! He simultaneously kicked and punched the insides of Ivan's elbows in order to make him drop him, though Jaguar caught onto Ivan's shoulders from behind.

Jaguar quickly fastened his legs around Ivan's waist to keep himself steady and wrapped his arms around Ivan's neck for a tight sleeperhold! "Good night is right!" Jaguar shouted as he squeezed the chokehold as tight as he could. Ivan was bound to thrash about but Jaguar would be holding on for dear life, intent on either putting the giant out or at least weakening him greatly!