Eagle Miyasaka vs. Gato Blanco

At ringside, Holly could see Eagle's entourage conferring. Putting a closed hand close to her chest, the British girl looked at them with worry. What were they talking about, she wondered. Unfortunately, when she turned her attention back into the ring, it was just in time to see thing turn, dramatically.

Before Blanco could get himself situated, again, Eagle was back on top of him. In a flash, the sultry young woman was leaping over him, hand clasped under his jaw. For a second, Blanco was worried she was going for the mask. Instead, however, she sailed over him, pulling his head hard against the rope and using it to snap him back.

The move was a rough one, using the taut, heavy ropes to put incredible pressure on the vulnerable neck. "AARGH!" Blanco cried out, as his body snapped back to the floor. He landed face-first, his lean body writhing in agony on the mat. Holly's chest swelled as she gasped. Her ample chest was propped up on the edge of the ring, as Holly tried to get closer to her downed man. "Mister, get up!" she called out, worry in her voice. However, arms tucked behind his head and boots pounding against the mat, it was clearly going to be a little while before Blanco was going to get back up.

Eagle always thinking about something simple yet painful move to make a great comeback, figures that after she managed to sock him with her elbow right into his head knocking him right back to the ropes now giving herself a chance to keep it up. She suck it up the pain inside before rushing right for him, catching his chin and jumping over the ropes to come right out of the ring yanking him hard as he bounces right back down on the ring.

"OHHHHH YEAH!" She gloat outside of the ring in front of the crowd while everyone booing at her for doing something pretty painful onto Gato, but she doesnt care and she likes it which it was really well done, excellent work.

She turn to see him struggling after the hard yank, Eagle decided to climb back up on the ring but on the apron where she could hold onto the top rope eyeing on just waiting for that mask man to get back up. Once he does get on his feet, she was thinking something awesome too, attempting to pull on the rope and trying to jump on the top and using it to jump, propel right at him hoping to turn her body sideways going for a flying crossbody right at him.

Blanco's pained thrashings slowed down and faded, even if the back of his skull still felt like it was on fire. Holly was practically in tears, pounding on the ring apron to try and encourage her man to get back to his feet. Those ring ropes were made of hard cable, after all, and not to be taken lightly. And certainly not to have your skull bounced off of, like that.

"Ggghaahhh ..." Gato Blanco groaned, as he finally started to push himslf up to his feet. Trying to rally him, Holly was slapping her palms against the ring apron so hard she was nearly bouncing out of her low-cut dress. Unfortunatley, neither of them were paying terribly close attention to Eagle, or what she was setting up, next.

When the luchador was back on his feet, he turned around toward Eagle just in time to see the white-haired woman throwing herself over the top rope at him. Without time to get himself out of the way, Blanco could only try to brace for impact. Tensing his lean muscles, Blanco absorbed the full impact of Eagle's powerful body slamming into him, taking him right down to the mat. "Hooofff!" he grunted, as she slammed into him. The wind was knocked out of the luchador, by that, leaving him flat on his back, beneath Eagle, staring up at the arena lights.

Eagle climbed up on the ring apron while watching her eyes right at the masked wrestler seeing him hurting and slowly getting back up until his feet, thats when it was her time to climb up on the ropes and propel herself right at him with her arms and up turning her tough abs body right at him going down the mat with him underneath, landing safely. "Unnn!"

She stay on top of him, almost very erotic way where she tries to change position so shes on top of him facing to face, abs to abs, legs to legs, she tries to reach for his wrists to hold him down going for the pin, turning her head to look at this guy girlfriend or whatever and grins. "Hey you, is this your boy? I think he is getting hard down there, is that right for you?!"

The referee come by beside him, out of Eagle view and goes for the count down.

"ONE!............"

Holly looked at Eagle with fear, at first, the intimidatingly intense woman doing a hell of a job beating down her boyfriend and wrestling mentor. That fear turned quickly to anger, however, when she saw the way Eagle was straddling Blanco, and hard her snide comments. Turning red from the edge of her hair line all the way down to her ample bust, Holly snapped back. "Watch your mouth, you ... you hussy! Take her down, mister!"

Beneath Eagle, Blanco was still a bit groggy. Unfortunately, he could feel the warm, leanly-muscled woman sliding on top of him, straddling him dominantly, and his body couldn't help but responding to it. Blanco squirmed, fearful that Eagle could tell, as his wrestling trunks grew tighter. That moment of panic, however, brought with it a surge of energy. As the luchador heard the pin count, he could feel Eagle's hands gripping his wrists. He could feel her legs wrapped around his, and could only think of one way to escape defeat at her hands. With effort, Blanco pressed his boots against the mat, and rolled his head back. Then, thrusting upward from his core, which would bring his body grinding against Eagle's he pressed into a bridge. It only heigthened his discomfort, but fortunately Blanco was able to break the pinfall at the "TWO!" Rolling off to one side, Blanco hoped he could at least buck the woman off of himself, and create a bit of distance between them.

Eagle continues to pinning down the masked wrestler just awaiting for the referee to hurry up and finish the countdown quickly thinking its going to be a quick pin for her and make this boy girlfriend of some sort jealous just the way she was reacting at Eagle like that.

Wasnt long that the count went to 'two' that almost close to the end but the masked wrestler buck her right off him to break up the count, she have to roll away and back on her feet, hissing at him for prevent himself from losing right here and now. "Damnit it, well, guess you want the hard way huh?"

She brings her fists up position herself while waiting for him to get up, didnt matter how far he gets up, she comes in trying to swing her right leg aiming to kick him right to his chest and abs using him as her personal punching or more of kicking bag to see how much he can endure her punishments. "Hurrrgh!"

Blanco took a second to roll back up. He was getting his breath back after the beating that Eagle had been laying down on him. That snap over the top rope had been brutal enough, but the clothesline after had been just as bad. He was also trying to forget that pinfall. On the other hand, Holly wasn't anywhere close to forgetting it. The British girl was still glaring from ringside, face bright red.

Taking a breath, Blanco pushed himself up to a seated position, ready to fight ... up until Eagle started laying into him, again. Kick after kick slammed into his firm pecs, battered his abs. "Gah!" he grunted, in pain. "Agh!" Each strike landed solidly into the mass of his body. Blanco knew he didn't want to keep eating these, letting Eagle whittle away at him. Tensing his muscles, Blanco absorbed another blow, as he forced himself to get up to a knee.

Taking another kick, Blanco forced himself to a knee, then awaiting another strike, reached out to catch Eagle's leg! If he could get hold of her kick, he would duck and twist his body, looking to plant the sultry, white-haired woman into the mat hard with a dragon screw! Otherwise, he was in for a hard time, as his opponent would lay in with the kicks.

Eagle is all ready and set to dish out more attacks to the masked wrestler Gato guy, imagining him as King since she really despite him so much, so using this guy would be a good substitute. Coming in for a hard kick to his body that he cried out in pain and goes for another and another, better than some lousy knife chop to the chest that everyone somehow just goes chanting that calling, soooo overrated.

"HOW ABOUT ONE MORE FOR YOU ASSHOLES?!" She shouted to everyone in the crowd before turning right at him going for another kick, but then he surprise her with a catch of her leg as he gets up to quickly turn and yank her leg down with a painful Dragon Screw. "GUH!" It knocked the wind out of her as she lay there reaching for her twisted leg, trying to recover as she can before she could attempt to get back on her feet.

Gato Blanco's muscles were tender and sore from the punishing boots of Eagle slamming repeatedly into his body, rocking him with each blow. At ringside, Holly was beside herself, watching Eagle make him suffer. Hands in her hair, her face a scowl of sympathetic agony, the Brit couldn't take much more. When that final kick was caught, however, her voice rose into a cheer. Along with that of the crowd, excited to see a turnaround right after Eagle had been openly antagonizing them.

When Blanco got up from completing the dragon screw, he didn't release Eagle's boot. Pushing himself upright, he kept hold of it, and deliver a few sharp kicks of his own to the inside of her thigh. His mask hid some of the look of pain on his face, but he was still smarting from the pounding she had given him. Now, with two quick thrusts of his foot, he returned some of that favor.

After softening Eagle up a bit, Blanco's next course of action would be to begin turning the white-haired woman over. Tucking her boot beneath his arm, he tried to step over her body, and twist her over. If he could manage that, he would trap Eagle into a single-leg Boston crab- too early in the match for Blanco to expect a submission, he could at least wear her down, maybe take some strength out of that leg. And, if he was totally honest with himself, extract a bit of revenge on the sadistic woman!

Eagle grunted in pain that he caught her kicks after she did good amount to him before he throw her down with a twist on her leg, a freakin Dragon Screw, reaching for her leg trying to ease the pain but doesnt help when he still have his hold on her now its his turn to shine.

"Let go you bastard!" shouting at him then get kicked before her ankle get tucked under his arm to pull, turning her over facing down and pulling on her single leg stretching out. "Nghhhhh!" Gritting her teeth, clutching her fists pounding on the mat, pushing her upper body trying to straighten her stretched leg out while her free leg tapping against the mat, trying to not feel the pain and figuring out a way to get out of his hold.

Shay- "Hey! Come on Eagle get out of that hold!" Her friend calling her trying to rally her partner up while Fang making sure to keep her eye on that other girl that is with the masked wrestler. Both can take turn watching both opposing wrestlers making sure they dont do anything wrong and also, when they get a chance, could help Eagle at some point when the time is right.