Belinda Northman Vs. Heather Sunderland: Submission Match

Belinda knew that Heather would by no means be an easy opponent to take down and that she would have to try extra hard to keep up with the purple haired woman. After all Heather was someone who had been able to keep up with the likes of her sister, if she wanted to have a chance against the purple haired wrestler then the Swede was going to have to stay on the offensive at all times.

Of course that came to an end soon enough as when she pulled Heather upwards, upside down into that hold she felt the purple haired woman pull her legs from out under her and made the young blond fall right down onto the mat. She was quick to try and get up though but it seemed as if Heather was quicker. Already moving in and grabbing a hold of her leg to lock her in an ankle lock. " Aagh!"

Heather let out a long breath as her counter was successful. This was definitely a new sort of thing to Heather, never having really had to try and maneuver into submissions very much before--all about the high impact moves. Now though, a grin curled on her face as she gripped Belinda's foot hard, planting her own feet firmly on the mat as she twist her body with it a little, twisting and turning her foot as much as she could with the ankle lock.

"Ahaa I'll make it so right away you've got some trouble moving around the ring! Orrr maybe you could just--tap out right away and save yourself the pain that I'm gonna deel to this leg of yours" She let out with a smirk, yanking hard in the hold as much as she could.

Belinda shook her head as Heather placed her into that painful ankle lock, she would wince and whine as she struggled, and then listened onto those words of the the purple haired woman. Belinda kinda understand why Cecilia had always described Heather as cocky now, though it wasn't like she was bad or anything....

The young Swede would try and crawl towards the ropes, pulling herself along with her arms and free leg to try and push off to try and reach the ropes and grab a hold of them before a whole lot of damage could be done to her ankle!

Heather was all grins, twisting and turning her foot, yanking as hard as she could on her ankle as she basked in the offensive position that she had on her at the moment. "Ahaa this is going better than I could have imagined!" She yelled out in excitement, tapping her foot a little on the mat before finally Belinda was able to pull the two of them along enough for her to grab the rope.

Heather released the leg and took a couple steps back. She would have held it on a little longer or stomped on her leg or something--but the respectful introduction Belinda gave her stopped her from going any further with her past the rules of the match--something that Heather wouldn't usually care about. She stuck her tongue out a little, standing up straight with her hands on her hips. "Foot feeling alright?"

Belinda would finally grab a hold of the ropes and the ref quickly moved up towards them, though before the count could start Heather stepped away and backed off of the Swede, Belinda would shake her head a bit, surprised that the purple haired wrestler was treating her so...well nice, she had seen a few matches of Heather's before and the girl did seem not like a rulebreaker, but at least liked treading that line a little.

The Swede would move up towards her feet and shake her head, trying to put a bit pressure on her ankle and adjust herself a bit. " Phew...ah yeah, it's okay I think." Belinda let out as she'd look on at Heather. " Though I'm a bit insulted that you are worrying so much about an opponent, does that mean you don't take me seriously, Heather ?" Belinda let out as she narrowed her eyes at the purple haired woman and would start to move away from the ropes, looking to get ready to grapple with the purple haired woman again.

"Haaahh" She took a bit of a breath as she stretched herself out a little, snickering before Belinda got to her feet and said those words. She grinned, shaking her head. "Course that's not the case. Was more of a tease than it was a question of actual concern" She corrected, tapping her foot a little as she looked as if she was going to go for a grapple with Heather.

She huffed just slightly, not about to play by her ways, just rushing in towards her. She did as she said she was going to do--aiming straight for that leg. She rushed in, trying to connect with a low dropkick to the leg she had applied the ankle lock to.

Belinda would keep her eyes fixed upon Heather as she watched the woman come at her, she couldn't help but wonder just what Heather was planning to do right now, would she go in for the attack, or accept the grapple...before Belinda could act in any way though Heather came in and drove her feet into the shin of Belinda's hurting leg.

" Gah!" Belinda yelped out as she was taken off of her feet and fell down onto her side, she landed on her arms though so it wasn't all that painful of a fall because of it. Though Belinda quickly would hug her leg towards her and curse out under her breath, in Swedish of course so no one would know she was cursing...

Heather snickered as she took her down by her leg like that, quickly scrambling to keep on it. She checked to make sure that Belinda was taken down before she moved to the girl, grabbing at her leg yet again. "Now--you don't have to worry about me being too concerned" She said with a smirk before she pulled just a little on her leg, making sure that Belinda was turned onto her front.

She fell back, gripping her foot and wrapping her legs around Belinda's leg, going to try and lock in a knee-bar on the girl, wanting to put as much pressure on her leg as possible, really trying to disable it for the match.

Belinda winced out a bit as she soon felt Heather move up and take a hold of her leg again. Yet this time the Swede was ready, she clenched her fists and would attempt to swing her body to the side, as she attempted to extend her other leg. Hoping to use it to snap kick Heather's face as the woman leaned down and took a hold of her hurting leg.

If there was one thing the younger Northman knew, it was that she needed to find a way not to be dominated by the experience veteran that was Heather Sunderland, it wasn't enough to just pull out one of two of Heather's own moves that she'd added to her arsenal, she needed to use her own style and own way of fighting to beat Heather and prove herself!

Heather leaned down, ready to grab at her leg and pull her right into that submission hold--however before she could, she felt that leg suddenly collide with her face, cracking right into it, forcing Heather to stop her approach and be knocked onto her side, rubbing her face from that impact.

"Gh...auhhh.." She whined out just a bit at the feeling, shaking her head. It mostly caught her by surprise, adding a little more to the impact of t he hold as she tried to just get a bit of distance and crawl back, not wanting Belinda to turn this around on her so quickly.