Kelly Conway Vs. Heather Sunderland - POW!

POW Match
Standard Rules: Win by Pinfall or Submission
No Countouts
The Loser will be the Prisoner of the Winner for twenty four hours, starting the very moment the match ends.

"Flashing Lights" by Kanye West began to suddenly play though the arena speakers and a hail of boos exploded around the AFW Friction arena as Kelly Conway strolled out onto the entrance stage wearing her patriotic ring attire that consisted of her long sleeved crop top, red boots, knee pads, matching gloves. In addition to a big, white fur coat draped over her body in addition to shutter shades, shashying her way way down the ramp with a twist and sway of her hips as she walked down the ramp with her cocky swagger before making her way into the ring by the steel steps.

There, she stood in the center of the ring, slowly peeling off her shades and shaking off her coat before raising both fists in the nearby corner. The American Hero was here and ready to take on her old Rival one and one and dismantle her in front of millions! And the icing on top? Tonight she would make Heather Sunderland her personal slave.

"Choir Jail" Soon overtook the speakers after Kelly finished her entrance, the lights turning a dark blue and the stage filling up with smoke, green laser lights shooting out from the entrance. Heather crawled out onto the stage area, her face and arm glowing a light purple glow from the body paint that she had applied before coming out. She was dressed in her usual, the purple fishnet top, black bikini top underneath, black skirt, purple and black striped thigh-highs, and black boots. She crawled her way down to about mid ramp, pushing herself up once she got there. She raised her arms in the air, pyro shooting out from the stage area, Heather rushing down the ramp right after.

She slid under the bottom rope, heading to the middle one and getting up on it, raising one hand in the air as pyro shot down from the ceiling to the ring. She took a deep breath, jumping from the ropes and landing in the ring, turning to face Kelly as her music died down. The lights turned back to normal, revealing the paint on her face and arm to be transparent in normal light. She couldn't believe the match that was about to take place--one that felt like it was taking her way back in her career. She was standing across the ring from Kelly Conway once again, rekindling the old flames that the two had.

"Kelly. Your outfit looks ridiculous." She simply started out, speaking loud enough so the girl could hear her across the ring. "I, as a proud American, am saying that even! You're as ridiculous as always!"

Kelly stood as stoic as ever, pretending to pay no mind to Heather as she heard her theme that was quite pleasing to the ears. She simply checked her gloved and looked at her boots idly to ignore Heather's theatrics with the crawling and even the pyro of all things... Or she tried to. The pyro went off and Kelly jumped a little at first before trying to quickly play it off like it never startled her.

When Heather got in the ring, Kelly was already ready to dish out her opening line to her about how this was their newest battle and that she was in for the hardest night of her life!

And then Heather talked about her outfit and her jaw just dropped.

"Sa... Y-YOU LOOK RIDICULOUS!" She yelled with an accusing finger pointed at Heather. "At least I don't wear the same outfit for thirty years! Two-Thousand Two called by the way! Evanescence is lame and nobody wears fishnets anymore! Go back to Hot Topic!" Kelly snarled with a raised, shaking fist.

"You're on!" Kelly spat, already stomping towards the middle of the ring to meet for a lockup.

Heather snickered a little at Kelly's reaction, quite proud of herself to have gotten to Kelly so much right away. She let out a long breath, sticking her tongue out a little as she heard Kelly try to make that comeback, picking fun at her attire right back. "Ahaaa missed you" She said, teasingly, just wanting to keep getting at her a little bit as she was quite enjoying herself already, letting herself just have fun out here.

As Kelly 'started t he match' with her frustrating words and her stomping towards the middle of the ring, Heather moved in to do the same. As the bell rang, Heather decided to give Kelly what she wanted, locking in with Kelly's lockup, leaning in towards the girl. She grit her teeth slightly, pushing her boots against the mat as she tried to press the girl backwards. She tried to put as much strength as she could into the lockup, wanting to push her back to the corner.

Kelly just growled as Heather seemed to be AMUSED by the sight of her frustrated and angered, the blonde just gritting her teeth at Heather as she circled the girl and readied herself for their match to begin.

The bell rang and Heather moved in. So did Kelly. With hands raised, Kelly pushed at Heather's shoulders, noting the height advantage the woman had but it didn't bother Kelly mentally one bit.

"You're not as strong as me!" Kelly spat as she tried to grip Heather's right wrist with both hands and twist Heather into an armbar! But without waiting, Kelly attempted to quickly drive her elbow right into the upper arm of Heather! Slamming it down near the back of her bicep!

Heather huffed as she got into the lockup with Kelly, struggling and pushing against her. She pressed on the mat hard with her feet--trying to just use all her lowerbody strength where her upperbody was lacking, attempting to somehow get the advantage of the girl who was indeed a bit stronger than her.

Suddenly though, she felt her grab at her wrist like that, twisting it in that armbar. Heather yelled out a little, bending slightly before her elbow slammed right into her upper arm. "Gaagh!!" The pain shot through her arm sharply,making her wince as she tried to stumble away from her a bit, rubbing at her arm and trying to shake off the pain as much as she could.

Striking Heather's arm, Kelly gained a malicious grin across her lips. Feeling like a true predator as she watched Sunderland take the blow and just stumble way to try and shake off the pain. The opportunity was too perfect.

Kelly, without another word, moved in. She rushed Heather fast, pressing her full chest against Heather's back while wrapping her arms tightly around the woman's mid-section before bending her knees and lifting up with all she had, trying to lift Heather in the air high and drop her right onto her shoulders with a release german suplex!

Heather shook her head a little, rubbing her arms still and trying still to shake off the pain. She took a deep breath, finally stopping herself from her slight stumble--but as she did she suddenly felt Kelly pressing against her back, her arms around her mid-section.

"H-hah?!" Before Heather could think of even enjoying that softness on her back, she was lifted up off her feet. She yelled out as she was pulled right back into that German Suplex, her body bending and folding from the impact before she lie sprawled out on her back.

"HA! ALREADY! LOOK AT YOU!" Kelly shouted as she saw Heather just laid out and sprawled on the canvas so early, sending a rush through the blonde as she stomped to her feet and tried to put her boot on Heather's cheek, rubbing it back and forth as she put a hand on her hip and raised one fist high to pander to the crowd.

"YEAH!" She cried as she rubbed the sole of her boot into Heather's cheek before trying to leap up and drop her thigh right across Heather's pretty face for a big leg drop! Letting the smooth spandex material of her outfit mash up against Heather's face if she landed it.

Heather groaned and grit her teeth as Kelly pushed her foot onto her cheek, starting to rub it in like that. The pandering she was doing and the humiliating position she took over her was frustrating Heather to no end right away. As much as she was enjoying this 'reunion' before, now Kelly was reminding her why she hated her so much.

Finally--she removed her boot from her cheek, Heather pushing at the mat to roll herself away, the time she spent gloating giving Heather more than enough time to regain her bearings and get herself up. She stood before Kelly, hoping that landing on her ass on the mat would stun her long enough as she spun a little, trying to slam the shin of her boot hard into the girl's chest.