Starting Her Year Off With A Bang (Highfly)

Of course Alaina couldn't fight back. Karen had timed this assault with utmost precision. If Alaina could have even offered a strike in Karen's direction, the whole point of the now raven-haired amazon's assault would of been missed.

The point, that she most certainly wasn't out to play fair.

"Damn..." Karen would smile, not looking at her rivals writhing frame as Alaina rolled, but instead to the chair in her hand as she bent down to patronise the Amazon. "You'd think they'd stick some padding on these, wouldn't you think? I mean, steel chairs are so cliche!"

Standing, Karen would give the ground one more pat to the ground with the chair in hand, before again raising it above her head.

"Ah well. Back to it"

Words muttered nonchalantly, as Karen again brought down the steel chair, this time to the Friction stars back.

There was nothing Alaina could do. As she tried to gwt upnthe chair crashed down on her back sending her back to the floor! Alaina howled in pain as she laid on her stomach, again struggling to get back up, very slowly. Right now moving slowly was a taxing effort for Alaina, leaving her an easy target for Karen.

Part of Karen wanted Alaina to have more left in her, simply so that she could beat it out of her. Then again, Karen had timed her assault precariously so that she'd hit the Amazon when absolutely zero defence could be offered. She wasn't exactly complaining.

With that hard shot to her back, Karen threw the steel chair to the side as she deemed it no longer necessary. Alaina was, as Karen would word it, 'a tough bitch,' but further use of the weapon after the shots Alaina had already taken, alongside the fact she had just been in a ladder match was simply overkill.

Weirdly, after all, Karen did not want to particular injure Alaina. Just hurt her beyond all belief. Bending down, she'd grab the hair of her hated rival, making sure Alaina wouldn't be raising her head anytime soon.

"Don't worry, you smug bitch. I'm not gonna cripple ya. The idea of putting you in a body cast is appealing, don't get me wrong." Karen purred, leaning in with her lips but an inch from Alaina's own as she whispered. "I just want you to remember...that I could have"

With that whispered mockery, Karen would shove Alaina's head to the ground, nearly smearing the floor with the poor beauties face.

Alaina was limp, putty in Karen's hands as she was grabbed by the head. Alaina was not in any position to be able to do anything, all she could do was weakly mutter at this point. "You are just a coward, taking on someone who was knocked out in a match five or ten minutes ago. You don't have what it takes to step in the ring with me again and woman up to fight face to face you miserable bitch."

With that, Alaina's face was shoved down into the ground, once again the mighty amazon defeated and dazed, barely conscious yet again on this night.

Quite simply the loss, embarrassment, humiliation from the match, and Navi talking down to her combined with this undignified assault left the barely coherent Alaina with the concrete feeling that this was by far and away the worst night of her career.

Good riddance Canada.

Had she not been so hell-bent on revenge, Karen could of almost felt bad for the Amazon. Losing her title was bad enough, but to be talked down to by a rookie, then immediately set upon by a woman you had cleanly beaten months ago? Karen had bad days, but this was something else.

Still, Karen's mind was set, and right now she didn't care just how bad Alaina's day was going. Small thoughts of letting the Amazon go were quickly pushed aside when Alaina goaded her and reminded her of her past defeat.

"I don't need to meet you in a ring. I've got your fucking number right now."

The Amazons face pressed back down to the ground, Karen would stand to admire her work. A smug smile on her face, partially sweaty given the force she was exerting on those chair shots alongside the stuffy atmosphere and fact she was in such thick clothes, Karen sought to leave a literal mark on Alaina before leaving.

Lifting her right foot, she'd press it firmly on Alaina's back, not in a stomping fashion, but she was certainly not holding back on the force of her press. She'd leave no literal mark given she had nothing on her boots, but held the posture for a moment, literally putting Alaina under her feet.

"Been fun. See you later." She'd purr, before pressing on Alaina's back completely, stepping over her hated foe to proceed to walk off in that direction.

One down.