Sindel VS Rheena

Match Type: Standard Match
Victory conditions: K.O, Submission, Pin fall.



Backstage, Sindel was getting herself ready, her arms moving in a agile, flexible ways, as if she was preparing her body for the upcoming match, her eyes were closed, which gave her the perfect ' vision ' to clear her thoughts and to think of only one thing: Victory. For the few minutes that were needed to prepare the match, Sindel was making dance like movements about the stage, her legs moving around while her arms elegantly hovered about, it was common in the school she had learned her new style of fighting, to prepare body and mind with a dance like meditation. Suddenly Sindel's eyes flashed open, showing those beautiful sparkling orange eyes, which stared through the entrance once the lights were flickering and the announcer did her speech, yet Sindel was not listening to it. She removed the white robe from her body and marched up towards the stage and entered it once she heard that one name she needed to here, her own name.

Sparks of various colours descended from the ceiling, her theme song roared out from the speakers near the stage and there Sindel stood, infront of the ramp, a determined glare from her. The crowd went wild when they saw that Sindel was completely herself again but also at all the things that changed about her at the same time. The small sparks of temporary lights touched her skin, though did not injure her, instead it made her think back of the old matches she participated in, and what she needed to do to set things right. She knew her opponent was not from the Era of Hell, heck she didn't know that much about her at all but she was going to show her former organization that she was back and improved. The few silent steps came as she went down the ramp, the firm gaze she held never left her eyes, closer and closer came the ring and so did her anticipation, it was her return match and she was going to win it.

Elegantly the girl jumped up the steel staircase, from there she kicked off her feet and on the top of the ropes, bouncing up from them and landing perfectly on the center of the ring, her head tilting back, her eyes closed and let the sparkles that now ascended down from the ceiling, rain down upon her, she was a beautiful sight to behold, much like an angel as the sparks did their true trick, it looked like her entire body was glowing from all the multiple lights, all the lights were out so only the magnificent rain was seen and Sindel's body that the lights shown, a smile upon Sindel's lips when she was realizing that there were no longer boo's coming from the crowd, it gave her hope... Hope to change all the things she had done..

'-And so with the careful insertion of the needle against the thirteenth vertebrae, a paralyzing effect occurs from that point down, leaving all motor and body functions completely void. Interesting... I will have to remember that one.' Backstage, a young woman had taken her time in reading a thick tomb based off medical accidents and malpractice recorded over the past two decades. The book was normally a log meant for young doctors and practioners to read in knowing what to avoid or how to prevent such accidents from happening, but for the one who read it today, it was purely information she would put to use and practice when the time came. For her, these were not things to avoid, but methods to attempt in her mad world of sadism.

The woman's name was Rheena Yatsuo, and today was her first match. First or last, she hardly seemed to care, in fact, no one would guess that it was her match about to begin seeing as how backstage she was simply reading a book, as if the outside world didn't matter to her at this very moment. The woman was of average proportions for the most part, but had a withdrawn beauty in her that seemed untouched, like she had her own aura that no one could pass. It was an icy chill that came from her, those hallow eyes that were like a cold killer, the precise movements she made even when simply turning a page, and then of course her strange posture she had when she read her book... she was upside down. Strangely enough, Rheena was hanging from a pull up bar by her legs, knees clamped down on it as she let the unique view of the upside down world help her focus on the book. This was just one of her many strange habits as she read, but in moments, the book slammed shut when she heard that it was time.

Dropping the book to the floor and pulling herself up so she could grab the bar with her arms, Rheena let her legs go and soon found herself on her own two feet again not at all bothered by the head rush she had, in fact, that was the point of doing this in the first place as she made her way out of the back stage area, and would make her march. It seemed her time had come, and as odd as her little ritual was to get ready, she felt perfectly prepared for what had to be done, also soaking her hands briefly in a powder that would help her maintain her grip, much like woman did for gymnastics, the same grip-powder being used.

A rather fancy but adrenaline pumping orchestra of music begun to play, sounding similar to a French symphony with the mix of rock, and soon, Rheena made her march down the stage as she received a few cheers, but mostly uncertain stares since she was a new face in this ring. Or rather… a new Heel. Her entrance wasnâ€t very flashy, she had no penchant for the dramatic as there was simply the music, and a deep fog that she emerged from, walking to the ring like there was nothing else around her, only the ring and her victim. Nothing else would matter to her.

Entering the ring through the few steps and then slowly going through the ropes, Rheenaâ€s movements were very precise, so much that she was like a machine, her eyes scanning over the arena for only one moment before looking down at her opponent. Rheena herself had been garbed in her preferred attire for a match, the dark, forest green undershirt hugging her skin close with a pair of black suspended shorts over it and a small cyan tie, as well as her long cyan stockings and heavy black boots, she seemed perfectly dressed for a match, like she was made for this.

Sindel was leaning against the turnbuckle once the entrance of her opponent had started, narrowing her eyes to make her vision precise enough to stare at the girl's features. Alot about Rheena made Sindel think she was a heel, she even was one herself, so she knew how one would act. She made no attempt to greet the woman, instead she pushed off the turnbuckle, taking a step forward and got into her stance, one leg shuffled forward while the other remained the same, leaning a little down as her arms lifted up in her battle stance. Her hand facing her opponent, three of her fingers brought together and curled slightly while her thumb and pinky were seperated from the trio but also curled, her other hand was also mimiced in the same fashion.

Sindel watched the girl quietly, her look was unbroken after she had discovered the girl to be heel, many thoughts flew through her mind but the main one spoke up.

" She might be dangerous, I have to take her out quickly before I make a mistake. "

She waited calmly for the bell even though her muscles were tense, Rheena's stare, her looks, it seemed to give Sindel an even worse feeling then she had before.

As Sindel looked towards Rheena, it was like staring into the eyes of someone who had died long ago, especially after she removed her glasses and left them by one of the turnbuckles. Her eyes hallow and empty, her chest never seeming to rise and fall from a breath, her posture rigid anf tense, like rigor mortis had set in. There was no motivation to even approach Sindel, there was no need. The moment she got close to this white haired girl, Rheena would harm her; she was well aware of this fact. Instead, she stood there like a strong tree rooted to the earth, those cold blue eyes looking Sindel over, gathering in what she could about the girl. Her posture for one, but to be more precise, it was her body type. Just by looking at her, Rheena was judging this girl's size, weight, the frailty of her bones, how dense they were, what seemed weakened, any redness or old fractures she could spot, and sign of something off about her body and structure, Rheena's eyes scanned her over and assessed what she could.

Then, she raised both hands forth, one hand gripping the other's knuckles, and gently cracking each one with a loud snap, then doing so to the other, once again every movement being made looking as precise and delicate as a surgeon, like everything she did had to be perfect. Afterwords, she proceeded into a stance, slowly shifting her body just slightly sideways, making herself a smaller target. As well, since only one side of her body was facing Sindel, it left it harder to strike her in the front or try to trip her, most of the support of her weight being placed in the back leg. Her hand to the back side remained down and strangely relaxed, the palm held out like a knife, while her other that faced Sindel raised just slightly, also stretched into a knife-palm at a 45 degree raise. Something seemed... off about her actions, like she was taking this entire fight as a simulation, judging it like a computer would. She refused to move, even when the bell suddenly rang, no more than a statue who watched her opponent.

Sindel did not wait long when the bell rang out to start their match. The white haired girl lowered herself as if ready to pounce but instead moved her foot back, pressing it against the turnbuckle and kicked off with one foot from it, only to gain a certain advantage in speed. Within a distance that seemed short, Sindel was right infront of Rheena and would use the opportunity of such closeness to crouch her body down while bringing her palm up straight towards Rheena's face. She hoped she was fast enough to hit Rheena at such a crucial spot, there was really something that gave her the creeps about her, she wanted to take her out right now. Her other arm moved infront of her chest as some sort of protection incase a foot or a knee was send to her, her body would stop right infront of Rheena while her attack was launched.

Even while Sindel approached, Rheena didn't move. She stood strong in her spot, watching over the younger girl like a hawk, intriguied by her actions, wanting to see what she could do. The girl was much more attractive than what she thought she would expect for a fighter in this sort of sport, and certainly a bit younger than she thought too, but even as she watched the blue garbed opponent come at her, Rheena didn't let any of it distract her, her eyes focusing on nothing more than what was coming at her next.

The palm came quick, but as it flew towards Rheena's face, it hit nothing but air. With the most subtle of movements, Rheena shifted her upper body to the side slightly, just enough for the palm strike to sail over her shoulder. It was quick, but not quick enough, Rheena'ss focus was sharp enough to understand what was thrown at her, finding it to become just a simple blow she could avoid. Her actions as quick as a bullet, her hand from behind her shot upwards, attempting to snatch Sindel's hand while she still had the chance after the miss. If she could grab it, she would squeeze down hard between the thumb and pinky where a most painful pressure point rested, squeezing down on it with a deadly grip.

Sindel's eyelids blinked, she couldn't hit the girl in time, this surprised her since her speed was at it's best after that advance, her head tilting to the side to look straight into Rheena's eyes once more but was not able to attack her in time, the suddenly pressure in her hand.. Whatever Rheena was doing, it was certainly doing it's trick, it was not only sending tremendous pain in her hand, it was enough to immidiatly make her drop on one knee and cry out loudly, her eyes tightly shut while her head jerked wildly to the side.

Sindel wasn't going to give up, she refused to, to be rendered this helpless with such a small move, it was making her feel hopeless again and that was something she didn't want to, she tried to gather up her courage, enough to suddenly jerk her other arm to the side and tried to aim her elbow directly to Rheena's side.

Rheena's silence only made her attacks and posture seem that much more frightning, her speed from that last dodge far too quick to be just from any normal wrestler. Her movements so far all seemed so effortless, like she was using the smallest amount of energy possible to dictate her actions. But for now, that was just her first stage in a fight, attempting to wear down her opponent without making it worse for herself.

Then, as she was ready to turn this small pressure point into a submission as she watched with a hidden bliss as Sindel fell to her knees, Rheena felt a hard impact against the side of her body, making her cringe somewhat. There was still no emotion upon this woman's face, and she didn't let the joy of seeing one writhe in pain get to her nor the pain that stung at her side. No, she maintained her frightning grip, and then moved down further as she attempt to get behind Sindel while she was still on her knees, all the while still clutching her hand, forcing it into a chickenwing lock as she yanked the girl's arm behind her and bent the shoulder in a way it wasn't supposed to be moved, yanking at the arm with all she had. If she could, Rheene would try getting her other arm around the girl's throat from behind under her bicep. All of her actions were fast and technical, analyzing every detail of the situation and using the positions against Sindel as she engaged in the submission.

Sindel could only show a weak smirk when she managed to hit Rheena at a place where she thought was effective but instead Rheena managed to ignore the blow with such composure, even though she was starting to fear Rheena, she couldn't help but be amazed that the girl was able to have so much confidence in her defences. Sindel was snapped back in reality when Rheena managed to put her in a submission hold, which was forced in a way where she could almost feel her shoulder pop out of it's place, screaming out in pure agony though she was quickly cut off from all her oxygen, her eyes buldged open as she couldn't even struggle against Rheena, it would mean her arm breaking if she'd wiggle or struggle, which was not what she wanted. The girl had her good and Sindel couldn't do anything about it.

" Ngaaaaahhh..!! "

"Screaming only makes it worse."
Rheena finally spoke, but even though her words were a warning, it sounded like the voice came from a morbid angel, one who's wings were torn off and banished to hell, rising once again just to bring agony to any who crossed her path. Just like her empty gaze, her tone and voice was just as hollow, like nothing but a shell remained of this woman.

Her hold remained strong, ceasing a breath from being allowed to enter this girl's lungs, and she only remained with a tight grip, hoping to put this arm of hers out for awhile before she could engage the other, ignoring the stinging pain in her hip for now as she yanked back even harder. At this point, any normal wrestler would have felt their arm dislocate, but Sindel was probably far more flexable then most, which would be her luck for the pull.

A few moments later, She let her arm that was once around Sindel's neck snake upwards now, going from a strangle to grabbing the girl's chin. Though a camel clutch only worked best with two hands, she still used that hand to try and wrap around the girl's chin and pull back and up with plenty of force, hoping to make her stare right into the cieling if she could pull back enough, forcing her to stare into all of the bright lights up above to try and blind her for a bit.