AV 16: Kelly Conway vs. Julia Rogers

Barely rising to her knee, Kelly looked up and saw Julia rushing at break neck lighting speed before suddenly planting her foot on her thigh. The blonde's eyes shooting wide as everything seemed to shift into slow motion upon seeing Julia rise up towards her before that knee came rocketing right into her face!

"BWAAUGHH!" Kelly's face was head by the knee, her head shooting back as it wobbled on her shoulders before she flopped against the corner turnbuckle with a limp bounce! The back of her head bouncing off the pad before she flopped onto the ropes! Her head drooping over that bottom rope with her half her body starting to hang out of the ring!

The shining wizard couldn't have hit it's mark better, and it blasted Kelly hard into the corner! The crowd roared in approval as they watched, while Julia rolled to her feet the moment she hit the ground. She paused for a second, wincing in pain and letting a moment of mild dizziness pass over. Her head still hurt from Kelly's suicide dive and the crash into the steps. But now her foe was the one in a bad spot, and the cowgirl fully intended to capitalize!

Marching over next to Kelly's body, Julia grabbed the top rope and stepped onto the bottom rope, then jumped up to sling herself into the air! She held onto the top rope and let her feet fly up until she was completely upside down, then swung her leg down and extended it out, aiming to come crashing right down over the back of Kelly's head and neck with a swinging leg drop!

Julia's landing wasn't going to be pretty regardless how this went. But it was a chance to land a big blow on her hated enemy, and that was all that mattered to her!

Wounded from the knee to the blasted her in the head so fiercely, Kelly groaned against the ropes and barely moved as Julia positioned her behind her before grabbing the ropes and leaping into the air! Coming right for Kelly's head!

"Nhh!" Almost like intuition itself, Kelly suddenly drew her head back and flopped against the canvas, letting Julia's ass smack right into the ring apron with no Kelly to cushion her!

One moment Julia was seemingly a heartbeat away from dealing a significant blow to her foe. The next, it was all blowing up in her face as Kelly moved away, and Julia's leg came crashing down on the apron.

"Agh!" she cried out at the impact, then stumbled onto the floor at ringside cradling her now-aching hamstring. Already two of her high risk attempts had resulted in her lying in a wounded heap beside the ring. It seemed Julia's mission to avenge her beloved dojo wasn't off to a very auspicious start.

It was barely a dodge, Kelly sort of just flopped away and let Julia's ass take the brunt of the fall. The blonde woman huffed with a wounded groan, shaking her throbbing head before following Julia right out of the ring and standing over her.

"T-That..." She caught her breath and then breathed out. "That flying crap isn't gonna be so easily pulled off against me!" Kelly snarled, seeing Julia cradling her hamstring, leading to Kelly to give Julia's leg a firm stomp!

"Hah!" She struck at Julia's leg and then tried to grab Julia up by the hair and position herself behind the Lunchadora.

"UP YA GO!" She growled before bending her knees, trying to dump Julia, shoulders first on top of the announcers table behind them and send her tumbling right over!

As bad as it was to be stranded at ringside with a wounded limb, it was even worse with a bitch like Kelly Conway there to take advantage of it. Kelly proved that point quite well when she stomped down on Julia’s leg.

“AGH!” the masked blonde cried out, before being pulled back up off the ground. Once Kelly was about to send her for a painful ride, but this time her destination wasn’t the stairs. The cowgirl was sent for an involuntary roll right over the announce table and into the announcers on the other side, knocking them right out of their chairs!

Fortunately they broke her fall. But as Julia climbed off of them and started trying to pull herself back up with the help of the announce table, Julia knew the chances were slim that Kelly had any intention of just patiently waiting for her to recover.

Kelly was on her back not long after launching Julia, hearing that horrid bounce and crash of her body against the announcer's table that she tumbled over, landing on the chairs and knocking them away.

Kelly stood up and grinned ear to ear at her foe before she began to maneuver around the table and grab Julia by the hair.

"Need some help, twerp? Why not call Junko or Alaina? You don't seem too capable on your own..." Kelly mocked before trying to give Julia a quick headbutt for good measure to stun her, before trying to drag her back towards the ring and roll her back inside!

Julia winced as Kelly grabbed onto her golden locks and once again began to drag her up by them then added insult to injury with her taunting comment. As much as Julia would've loved to retort, she wasn't exactly in the best condition to be pulling a witty comment. She'd have to settle for something simple.

"Fuck you... GAH!" She said, yelling out once her foe's head smacked against her own, once again further dazing the cowgirl before she was led back to the ring and rolled in under the bottom rope.

Smacking skull to skull with Julia, Kelly threw the flyer right back into the ring and followed her inside before looking over her, making sure to position herself right on front of Julia's face, waiting for to crawl over a bit until her hands were exposed, leading to Kelly giving Julia's hands a sharp stomp!

"You're a joke! You're no successor! They're all gonna be shamed of you!" Kelly hissed before drawing her head back to spit in Julia's face before placing her boot across her, pressing her face back down against the mat before dragging her boot down, letting the underside of the boot scrape across Julia's masked face.

Once Julia was back in the ring she rolled onto her hands and knees, wanting to try to start pushing herself back up. But before she could make any progress on that front, suddenly Kelly stomped right down on her hands!

"AGH!" Julia cried out, immediately yanking her hands back and holding them tightly against her midsection. But doing so left her exposed, and Kelly took advantage of that in one of the most disrespectful ways possible: by spitting right in her face! And before Julia could so much as try to wipe the spit off of her, a boot planted itself right on her face and shoved her right back down onto the mat.

"Ngh! Get...off!" she barked through grit teeth, pushing against Kelly's leg while the girl's boot scraped itself over her face. All the while, Julia's anger was escalating to new heights seemingly by the second. It wasn't just Kelly's taunting words, which thus far she seemed to be proving true. But Kelly had just spit on her mask, and was now grinding her foot over it like a damn floor mat!

Julia's mask was by far her most treasured material possession. Her mentors in Mexico had only allowed her to start wearing it once she'd earned it, and it had been with her through her entire career ever since. She'd worn it in every single match she'd ever had. She'd defended it the same way champions defend their titles. It wasn't just some accessory. It was a symbol of Julia's legacy, every part of her career that had played a part in how she'd grown into what she was now. For Kelly to treat it the way she was....it was simply infuriating. And whenever she got out from under this boot, she was going to be hellbent on making sure Kelly felt every bit of that fury.