Belinda Northman Vs. Alaina Sanders: Falls count anywhere match

Falls Count Anywhere match
Rules: Match starts in the ring and can end anywhere. Not just anywhere in the arena. Hardcore Rules apply.
Victory Condition: Pinfall or Submission
Non-Title match


This was it...the perfect stage, the perfect chance to show the fruits of her labor. To try her hand and see just what she was made of. Was there any better person she could face ? Probably. Did she care ? Not one bit.  The Swede had many others on her mind when she had request this, she had practically had to beg the match makers to give her a chance, at worst it would be a horrible situation where she'd suffer a terrifying defeat. Perhaps then it would be like a final nail in the coffin that she perhaps didn't belong in the business after all. She didn't want to believe that, which was why she worked so hard...the blood sweat and tears she had accumulated with her friends. They all served to make her shine right here and right now.

These were all very fancy words....yet even then it was hard for the blond to not feel like she had a huge rock in her chest. A large clog that wouldn't go away. The beating of her heart could be felt all the way to her fingers....she felt sick. As if she was going to throw up, palms wear sweaty...knees were weak. She had managed to keep her cool all up to the point where she had gotten to the locker room door of her sisters own locker room. Cecilia had no match tonight so the younger Swede had decided to use it. Entering and quickly closing the door, she dropped her duffle-bag down onto the floor and wobbled forward to the bench, practically falling over as she carefully made her way down to sit.

Placing her elbows on her thighs she leaned forward and ran her hands through her short blond hair. It was fairly dark in the room as she hadn't put on the light. She was dressed still in her normal attire. Her mouth watered over and over...no matter what she did it felt as if her mouth had sprung a leak or something. Yet even so her throat was dry, her stomach turned and her eyelids wouldn't close....she just stared down at the floor.

How crazy was she to do this ? She moved up her head from her hands, turning towards her duffle-bag and scrambling towards it in a hurry. As if she was looking for an antidote to cure this poison known as self-doubt and nervousness. She pulled out her phone with a quick pull and as a result a whole slew of clothes fell out around the bag. She scrambled back, dropping down onto her rear as her back leaned against the side of the bench she had just sat upon. She unlocked her phone and scrolled to her favorite contacts....All the way up to Akiha Kosha. She pressed on her name and then moved her thumb down as to press call!...no....she couldn't do that, how could she let Akiha see her as this huge mess, she didn't even know if she could talk right now...all this would do would be worry her lover, and even more so...what would she think of her ? Her greatest rival rendered to this ?

Belinda backed out of the Akiha contact and scrolled down to Cecilia, she pressed on the name and same problem happened. Her sister wouldn't help her, if she heard her be like this the young Swede knew exactly what Cecilia would do...she'd be disappointed in her, hang up the phone perhaps ? The Fuck would she do ?! Call off the match cause of nervs ?! What kind of wrestler was she....

Was it wrong that she didn't want to lose anymore ? So much...her stock as a wrestler falling and the articles she had been reading about her hadn't helped her self esteem. Saying she was truly a shooting star, just as short lived as one...So many failures now. She had lost to Alyssa, to Chelsea, she lost in the thunder round...the first to be eliminated at that and not in a very dignified manner either...What Gwen said was right, she wasn't cut out for this...

Her finger slipped against the touch screen and scrolled down, in front of her the names of those who had helped her out scrolled by, Misaki, Makie, Chelsea, Catelyn....would she let them down ? She had to at least go out and do the match. Wasn't that worse though ? If she failed miserably then...all the time they put into helping her out would be for naught. The Lesser Northman's as Gwen had put it, had her death as a wrestler come ? She slowly turned of the screen on her phone and hugged her legs closer to her body. She had a good while until her match started. Maybe she'd calm down....though she didn't see that as anything possible at this point.

Her body was practically shaking with fear that she'd have asked for just way to much and she'd simply be destroyed in this match. She was up against Alaina Sanders after all!? The Freaking Entropy Champion, a dominant as hell woman...the Amazon herself who Belinda had watch countless matches of an had to admit she admired her skills as a wrestler. Maybe that's why she so foolishly asked to be in a match with her. It wasn't for the title...but she had gotten the match after a whole lot of hard work!

*Bzzz*

"huh?.."

*Bzzz*

" Ah ? ..."

*Bzz*

The phone!? Belinda quickly turned on the screen and looked to see three new messages. The First was form Cecilia. Clicking on it she found herself a bit dumbfounded.

" Good Luck with you match Bel."

It was more than she had expected from her sister though...but it wasn't help for in the least. Second message was also from her sister.

" Akiha is gonna rise to the top if you don't hurry to catch up."

....
The clump in Belinda Chest only grew bigger and somehow more dense. "I...I-I know...You don't have to tell me that..." She let out to herself...she didn't even know if she wanted to open up the last message. However, she clicked it even so.

" Cold Shower! Warm Up!"

W-what the ? Belinda stared at the phone in utter confusion as she would just not know what to say to that. She put the phone down after a few seconds of staring at it and moved up...looking over the clothes that had fallen out of the bag she'd gather them all up in her bag and put the bag on the bench, standing over it. she'd look on at her new attire. Nodding her head slowly and solemnly, to think she went ahead and designed this whole thing to not get to use it. She put it the shorts and top down onto the bench. Pulling out the towel from the bag. " A cold shower huh ? " Belinda would pull off her white turtleneck sweater and toss it on the floor, she pushed down her skirt and kicked it off of her feet, then moved to get off her brown boots. Putting her necklace down in her bag before finally removing her black leggings and her white panties, she unhooked her bra and put it all up onto the bench. Shaking her head she'd take the towel and walk towards the shower..

She hesitated once inside, she stopped dead in her tracks as she looked on the shower nob. She went full throttle on cold water and then jumped in under the stream! The Ice cold water rained down upon her frame and made her body start to redden from the cold..." Aaaaaahuuuh!!" She cried out from the cold, her feet dancing a little under it as she remained underneath, her body began to shiver again but for different reasons than before. After a good few minutes in the ice cold water she'd step out, shivering as her entire body slumped over, her arms hugging her frame to retain heat as she went for the towel to quickly dry herself off. Following which she stepped out to the bench...she walked over towards the light switch and finally turned it on, simply by instinct. She noticed then...she she felt...okay ? Like not great but, most of the problems that plagued her but 5 minutes ago felt pretty minor right now.

Moving up to her attire she pulled out a pair of comfortable underwear and put them on, following which she pulled up her yellow shorts with blue lines on them. Snug fitting short shorts on, she took her top and put it on firmly hugging her generous chest. She quickly turned and quickly took out some white tape, starting by wrapping it around her foot and ankle on both feet before moving it up towards her hands, wrapping her palms up and then putting the tape back. She looked on at the bag and reached out to pull out a pair of knee guards, which she slipped one. The right arm elbow pad came to follow and finally the boots and gloves. Zipping the boots up and tightening the gloves the Swede would then move up to her feet, she ran her hands through her wet hair.

Spoiler:

She felt weird in a whole different way now though...Oh right ?! Workout, she had forgotten that. She quickly dropped down onto her hands and the tips of her feet and proceeded to do a few sets of push ups, changing it up to squats and then sit ups. Ending it off with a set of jumping jacks. Once her blood had finally started to flow again and heat had gotten back into her body the Swede's mind was clear and her body felt ready. She took went towards her phone and took it up, she had one more message. From Cecilia again.

" You're welcome."

A small smile appeared on Belinda's lips as she'd toss the phone back right into her bag. She took a deep breath and would throw a few quick shadow boxing jabs, followed by a knee. " You can do this." She spoke to herself as she'd adjust her hair a bit with her hand and then move to grab her towel to pat herself down from the light sheen of sweat she built up for that warm up. Stepping over towards the bag again she pulled out the final piece. That short jacket hoodie, the Swede quickly slipped it on and then bounced on her feet a little. " You can do this!" She let out with even more conviction in her tone than before. Spinning on her heels she turned around and walked right up towards the locker room door and left the locker room. As she did she pulled the hood up over her head  and walked down towards the Gorilla position, hands clenched firmly.

Belinda would step up towards the gorilla position and whisper to only her own ears. " You can do this..." She was soon talked to by the stage hands though, a handsome young man completely off of himself at the moment as he saw Belinda's frame, it was different than before. More toned, more trained...a lean yet mean frame. He stammered as he then called out for the theme of the Shooting star to play. Belinda raised an eyebrow " Shooting Star ?" she questioned the man...who shrugged his shoulders.

"Cecilia-sama told us to display it, she said it was you new nickname."

Too most people who had read the news lately about her, the comments and reviews over her latest six performances in the ring had taken akin to calling her the Shooting Star, for she only lasted for about as long as one. Too most of the stage crew it probably seemed like a cruel joke from the older Northman...but Belinda knew better, at worst it was meant to push her, cause her to want to fight more, make her angry. At best it was to inspire her...Whatever it was she would accept it!

Her heart began to beat faster and faster as she awaited her music to start, time slowed down around her and she started to tighten up with her muscles, her entire frame clenching up as she realized that the time was finally here.

FLY HIGH! by Burnout Syndromes started to blast over the speakers....The Swedes' body eased up again and the stepped out onto the ramp with her hood still covering her head. Her Yellow and blue attire striking already a pretty upbeat response from the crowd as she got a warmish welcome to her match. Nothing like what it had been during the previous peak of her career. The Young blond would take off, running at full speed towards the ring....not like before when she'd jog and gave high-fives to the crowd, this was a determined run as she never slowed down for even a moment and when she reached the ring she leaped up and dove forward right in between the middle rope and the bottom rope, rolling up onto her feet in a smooth motion she quickly ran up towards the furthers away corner and leaped up! Raising her palm up high into the air. She'd jump down to the mat and pull her hood off, another cheer came from the crowd as Belinda would then settle back against the corner, arms spreading out over the top ropes. Now it was just time to wait for Alaina...

Alaina had been told she was scheduled for a non-title matchup against Belinda Northman. She knew some champions took these things in a non-chalant way, seeing it as unimportant. Alaina was not one of those people. In her mind everything she did was a reflection not only of herself, but of the Entropy title and the entire division as a whole. She loved everything about it and was not going to take it easy for one second.

She knew Belinda was in a slump. Alaina herself had a couple of those and knew a wrestler with a chip on her shoulder was a very dangerous wrestler. Alaina was not about to take someone like Belinda lightly.

Alaina's music played and she entered the arena hearing a chorus of cheers from the crowd as the amazon appeared! Clad in her sports bra, briefs, kneepads, and boots all leopard print she high fived fans, smiling the whole way down the ramp. She walked up the ring steps and climbed through the ropes holding her Entropy title up high before handing it to the referee. As she stood in the middle of the ring she extended her hand to Belinda. "Good luck, may the best lady win." She said, waiting to see if Belinda would accept the handshake.

Belinda looked on as the champ's music started to play and the Amazon herself started to walk down the ramp, giving high-fives to the crowd and acting very much like a good champion in Belinda's mind. This was one of the reasons why the young blond respected Alaina. It was also why she had to make this match count...winning was the goal, but as long as she could give the Amazon a run for her money...everything would be good, right ?

No!

She had to win, to prove herself and what she was capable of. To show her own determination and that she wanted to go the distance! The Swede watched as Alaina raised that Entropy belt after she had entered the ring. The Swede would keep her eyes on the belt as it was handed off to the ref. The desire for the belt was strong indeed, but this wasn't a title match!

Belinda stepped out of the corner and would walk up to Alaina, seeing the woman extend her hand like that the young blond would firmly grasp the hand with her right hand and give the woman a tight handshake filled with determination.

" Thank you, same to you miss Sanders."

Belinda would back up a step and nod her head to the champion as she'd slowly start to bring her hands up and ready herself into a grappling stance.

Alaina smiled as Belinda shook her hand, nodding to her when she spoke. As the bell rang Alaina saw Belinda looking for a grapple. If that is what she wanted Alaina was more than happy to oblige! She moved in to grapple with Belinda, looking to use all her strength to plow Belinda straight back into the corner as hard as she could!

Alaina didn't care what Belinda saw or heard of her power, right now it was important that she felt it first hand!

Belinda was no fool in this whole thing, she knew more than enough that Alaina Sanders backed a whole deal of power behind herself, but she knew that she couldn't back away from any sort of challenge, especially not when she had initiated...though she also figured that this was the best way for her to test how far she had come!

The Swede stepped up to Alaina as the woman did to her, the slightly taller brunette and the short haired blond locking up firmly and with it the Swede quickly got the feel Alaina's power, her back foot skid a bit against the mat as the Swede quickly braced herself and dug her feet down firmly into the mat.

Eyes fixed upon Alaina as she held her ground against the woman's might, it was quite the ordeal though, her body was getting hotter by the second from straining to keep Alaina and her remaining in their start position...though it was quite the daunting task.

Alaina was in shock as Belinda didn't budge! "Ngh.... no way!" Alaian grunted as she lowered herself and thrust forward with everything she had! There was no way she was going to let Belinda halt her! Alaina knew Belinda was strong for her size but this had caught her off guard! She couldn't allow herself to look weak, or like a quitter however.

Alaina let out a scream as she pushed up and into Belinda as hard as she could, determined to crash against her like a tsunami against a flood wall that was too short to handle the force of nature it was up against!

Gritting her teeth the Swede would start to feel Alaina put in even weight and power into the push. Belinda held out pretty well but soon enough her feet started to skid a bit against the mat...it was clear that Alaina had the power advantage over them now, the Swede wouldn't be able to keep this up for long and soon finally as Alaina released that scream she took a step back...and then another.

" Kh..." The Swede let out in frustration at being pushed back, she hadn't exactly gone into this lock up thinking she could push Alaina back...but it was nonetheless annoying that she couldn't do it just cause she hadn't come into it with high hopes.

The slightly shorter wrestler took a step back yet again as she was nearing the corner...and then finally tried drop backwards and pull Alaina down with her, trying to use the Amazon's momentum against her as she'd push her right foot up against the well trained abs of Alaina and attempt to monkey flip her over the young blond.

Alaina was making progress finally, forcing Belinda back. Good, things were finally going the way she wanted as she forced her will on Belinda.

At least, thats what Alaina thought until Belinda monkey flipped the amazon over onto her back! "Argh!" Alaina howled as she landed on her back and got up, hunched over and grabbing at her lower back. "Damn it... thats it!" Alaina called out as she sprinted forward at Belinda with a full head of steam looking to clothesline her straight down to the mat! The amazon was mad, and looking to take the fight to Belinda with an aggressive offense!

Belinda was quick to kip up to her feet the second after her monkey flip went off with a hitch, she took a second before turning around only to see Alaina had already risen up towards her feet and came right at her. It was too late for the blond to do anything about it as Alaina's arm soon smacked right into her chest and took the blond off of her feet.

The shooting star crashed down onto the mat with a thud, a slight amount of air and spittle having escaped from her mouth as that arm drove into her generous chest. Belinda's hands went up to her chest and crossed over it, she coughed out and tried to roll away a bit to the side of the ring.

The impact was satisfying as far as Alaina was concerned. The upstart Belinda hit the mat and began to roll away. Alaina gave chase and reached down to grab Belinda's ankles, trying to spread her legs apart. Alaina stomped down on Belinda's abdomen to soften her up before tying her legs up in a figure-four leg lock! Belinda was a fast lady, so if Alaina could go for her legs a bit while keeping her grounded it would only serve to help the amazon down the shooting star!

Alaina had gotten good use out of this hold, and spread her arms out to give herself leverage. She was not going to make it easy for Belinda to roll her over.