Chris Morgan vs. Valley Doll II - Phenominal

Well, that had been less than pleasant.

Electric Chairs always sucked, but rarely were they delivered by someone who had as much weight behind them as Chris Morgan. Not in female wrestling, at least. The results could be plainly seen, as Valley laid sprawled out, eyes rapidly blinking, brows furrowed.

But she wasn’t beaten. Not yet. Not by far. No reason to panic. She was starting to get up, raising her chest…

...then Chris came along and started to help her up. Now she had a reason to panic.

Up Valley went once, arms waving in panic as she was hauled straight into the air. She came down shortly after, her leg getting driven hard into Chris’ knee, a blow that seemed to cut right into the bone. It left her howling, but she should’ve saved her breath. She soon had other things to scream about it.

Up Valley went again, this time getting lifted even higher. She was along for the ride as Chris launched her with the belly-to-back, coming down with a sharp crash that made her bounce off the canvas.

Valley’s world was spinning, her back was aching, her leg was stinging, but instinct came through all of it. She’d only wallowed in pain for a second or two before she began to roll away from Chris, sluggishly making her way to the ropes in the hopes she could catch a reprieve.

After landing the powerful series of moves, Chris sat up, looking behind her to survey the damage she just did. However, she was reminded (as if she needed it) that Valley was a veteran of the ring, with all the instincts that entailed. As such, the Slamazon had rolled to the side of the ring, even after taking those two massive hits.

Chris got to her feet, watching her friend. Val had gotten a reprieve from further punishment by making it to the sanctuary of the ropes, but seemed to be down for the moment. Concern for her prompted the former Wrestle Angel to check on her.

"Hey, Val, how are you doing over there...?" she asked while shifting her arm about, the limb still feeling out of sorts after Valley's arm lock....

Valley managed to make it to the ropes with no problem. Not that she was complaining, but she fully expected Chris to be coming after her sooner rather than later - instead, the bigger blonde was staying back, giving her some breathing room. She had some mixed feelings about that - the concern was appreciated, but she didn’t want Chris holding back. Anything less than 100% was simply unacceptable.

”Yeah,” She grabbd the rope and started to pull herself up, using it for support along the way. ”Yeah, I’m good, I’m good. Keep it coming, don’t stop.”

Valley waved Chris on, beckoning her to attack. Almost like asking a freight train to run you over.

Chris nodded wordlessly as Val told her to keep coming. This was a match, after all, not just a friendly spar. And Valley definitely proving to be a foe she couldn't take lightly. As much as she liked the Slamazon, every match needed to have a winner or a loser, and Chris was determined to not be the latter.

"Alright Val, you want it, you got it..." she said in response.

Once Valley made it back to her feet, Chris came on. Seizing her by the head and arm, she would shove Valley back first into the corner. The shove by itself was forceful, but the real attack came when the Wrestle Angel tried to follow up, running full tilt at the smaller blonde right shoulder leading in an attempt to smash Val between her body and the turnbuckles behind her!

Valley had asked for the full Chris Morgan experience, and she was going to get it, and all the pain that came along with it. Yay.

She winced as Chris’ shadow came over her and she was seized up, carried along like she was a helpless child. A moment later and she found her back in the corner, slumping against it and making a tempting target.

Now here came that freight train. Chris was charging straight towards her, coming in for a hefty collision, and the Slamazon wasn't in any condition to move. That left only one option, aside from letting herself be flattened: counter.

As Chris came in, Valley leaned back against the ropes and shot her leg out, aiming a snap kick square in the Phenomenon’s face. It wouldn’t hurt too much, especially with her legs still hurting, but she was just looking to make a little space so she could work out her next move.

After delivering so much damage at once to Valley, Chris figured that the smaller woman wouldn't exactly be at her most spry, making this a prime chance to continue heaping on the damage. However, Val wasn't exactly defenseless....

At the last moment, her foot came up, catching Chris square in the face!

"Agh!" the former Wrestle Angel let out a grunt of surprise and pain.

The blow wasn't particularly fierce, but it was enough to stop her and send the blonde reeling backwards a few steps, a hand on her face...

”Bullseye.”

Valley would’ve liked to take a moment to celebrate, or just breath a sigh of relief, but she knew she didn’t have the luxury. She’d stunned Chris Morgan, but that wouldn’t last forever. Probably not more than one second. Two if she was lucky. As much as she was still hurting from the hammering she’d taken half a minute ago, she knew she had to keep pushing forward.

With that in mind, she went into action as Chris stumbled away, seizing on the momentary window. Valley grabbed the ropes and used them to compensate for her aching leg, as she hopped up on the middle of the turnbuckle. Her feet landed on it, and she used the bounce to aid her as she leaped off and flew towards the Phenomenon, arms wide and open.

As soon as she was close, Valley tried to grab Chris with a front facelock, snap it tight around her head, all while she used  her momentum to swing around the bigger woman’s body. If it all came together like she hoped, it would end in a tornado DDT, drilling Chris’ skull into the canvas.

Chris watched Val as she hopped up onto the middle turnbuckle. Now would begin the aerial shenanigans, if her friend had her say. She knew she couldn't let Valley start to build momentum, but as the other woman sail towards her, arms wide, Chris knew she was to close to simply kick the Slamazon out of the air...

Val landed her facelock, her momentum forcing Chris to turn as she spun across the bigger woman's body the crowd cheering as it looked like the whirling DDT was going to happen. But after she spun, Chris quickly widened her stance and squatted slightly, bracing herself while wrapping her arms around Valley's waist.

"Hurngh...!" she grunted out as she strained against her friend's mass and momentum.
The crowd's cheer went silent as incredibly, the Phenomenon of Heaven stopped Valley's move in it's tracks!

Then, Chris would attempt to explode into action, swinging Valley back across her torso, getting her arm between the Slamazon's legs to hold her horizontally across her body. She spun around, putting her back to the middle of the ring.

"Sorry about this Val..." she said, remembering her friend wasn't a fan of this next move.

The former champion of the Wrestle Angels would then fall back, flinging Valley Doll up and over into a fallaway slam!

Valley was confident. She couldn’t help but be confident, as she flew through the air and soared towards Chris Morgan. Everything was going right. She locked the facelock, spun around, and from there it would be automatic. She wasn’t a heavy woman, but as a high-flyer, knowing how to throw her weight around was always crucial. It didn’t matter how big Chris was, the tornado DDT could bring her down.

In theory.

In practice, however, things were more complicated. Suddenly things were going in the complete opposite direction. Valley was whipped around, placed against Chris’ chest, and-

”Ah, nuts.”

Valley went flying away, hitting the center of the ring hard. So hard that the momentum carried her all the way to the other side of the ring, rolling her under the ropes. She wound up laying with her back on the apron, one leg lying over the side as she stared up at the ceiling.

Getting back to her feet, Chris turned around looking to see how Valley handled the landing. Not so good apparently, judging by the way she was laid out under the ropes. Well, that was good news for the former Wrestle Angel. A Valley Doll that was down on the mat, dazed after taking a hard slam, was a much easier target then one who was bouncing all over the squared circle.

Perhaps now was the time to bring this match to a close.

Striding over to the fallen Slamazon, Chris would seize her by the arm, looking to drag her out from under the ropes to the center of the ring. Once there, she would pull Valley to her feet by an arm.

With both of them standing into the center of the ring, Chris would irish whip Valley over to one set of ropes, then run for the set on the opposite side. Both women would be rushing right at each other, the crowd yelling at Valley to look out. They recognized the setup, as Chris was going for the full power version of one of her finishing moves, The Poseidon Bomber, a massive lariat delivered with all of the strength and force the oncoming Californian colossus could conjure!

I'm sorry, Val, but I can't lose here. Not while I'm being the Wrestle Angels' shield. I promise, I'll give you your belt back tomorrow. Chris thought as both women rushed at each other, the larger blonde raising her arm and swinging it forward to cut Valley down!