Fallen Angels: Suzumi Ishikawa vs Diana Accera

Match Type: Standard
Victory Conditions: Pinfall, submission, countout, DQ, KO

Now this was an unusual circumstance.

Given Diana's monumental win over both Bomber Kishima and Suzumi Ishikawa in their triple threat match, the Italian should of been absolutely brimming with confidence. Given that she was only facing one of said women tonight, Diana should of mentally had this in the bag.

Yet, much like the past few months, Diana's head was akin to a bundle of barb wire and razors. Personal, or more romance life issues had left the Italian moping regularly. The Italian was not the same woman she was when she first met her Wrestle Angels rivals.

Still, if anything, Diana would force herself to get into the 'zone,' as it where; the thought of gaining a direct victory over Suzumi after pinning Bomber in their three-person match and the resulting gloating from it something to think about for the Italian. Hell, she couldn't resist smiling at the thought of metaphorically rubbing it in Kishima's face. Stepping through the entrance curtains, she was ready to this time try to claim a win directly over the Tsunami herself.

Spoiler:

Out onto the ramp, Diana would give a few quick motions with her fists, shadow boxing as she paced down the ramp. In desperate need of putting her private and social life thoughts aside, the Italian would even resort to giving a firm push to her own forehead a handful of times, as if to somewhat literally attempt to push said thoughts out. Finding her feet in the ring, she'd quickly pace off the ropes she slid under, rebounding back and forth yet again a handful of times before settling into her corner. Letting loose a long breath, she'd patiently await the arrival of the Wrestle Angel she was somewhat less familiar with.

This was it, Suzumi had a shot at taking on one of the two women whom she felt made her look like some floozy babyface in the triple threat match. Whenever Suzumi built a head of steam one or the other of Bomber Kishima and Diana Acera cut her short usually by attacking from behind. That left the two of them to slug it out while Suzumi spend most of the match just laying in agony, writhing like a pathetic bimbo who had no business in a wrestling ring.

Tonight she would prove anyone who actually thought that completely wrong. As her music played she came out blowing kisses the the crowd, waving at them as she strut down the ramp, making sure to sway her hips and fire up the crowd even more. At the bottom of the ramp Suzumi playfully pat her backside and turned back to wink at everyone before sliding into the ring and facing Diana. "Making you tap out is going to be totally fun! I hope you are ready." Suzumi said tauntingly to Diana. This time there would be no backstabbing in this match, and Suzumi felt much better about her chances because of that.

Diana's eyes latched onto Suzumi the moment the Tsunami appeared on the ramp, teeth baring accordingly. Suzumi may have not been a part of the final altercations of the match itself, but Diana still had the vivid imagery in her head of the two Wrestle Angels ganging up on the Italian the moment the bell rang. Had the two not fallen out, Diana would of likely been tossed aside like garbage at the hands of the handicap.

"Fun..." Diana's voice would linger on that word, as if she'd never heard it before in her life. She didn't at all appreciate her foes goading, nor how to Diana how it seemed that Suzumi was taking the woman before her lightly.

With a tut, she'd raise her hands with palms open as the bell was rung; the Fallen Angels match now underway, with Diana confident to this time finish atop The Tsunami herself.

Suzumi knew matching power with this woman would be useless and simply serve to put her in danger. Suzumi put her hands up to grapple, moving in quickly. However, once she drew close Suzumi would drop down and catch Diana in a drop toe hold!

Suzumi needed to use finesse to take her down, and smarts to keep her there. Diana was no ordinary wrestler. She was a statuesque powerful woman who could power her way through opponents in moments. As soon as Suzumi made her drop she used her position to wrap hurlers around one of Diana's placing her in a leg lock!

Diana was a strong woman no doubt, a fact that Suzumi would likely have become aware of given that when Diana was not being the victim of Kishima's manoeuvres, she was responding in similar style. And likewise, Diana was familiar with the Tsunami's own lightning quick and technical style, one that would render a powerhouse approach not only ineffective, but unwise.

Rolling her neck, Diana had decided upon a technical assault of sorts before she had even stepped onto the entrance ramp; one supported hopefully, by her keen striking. Simply put, Diana was going to try and beat the quicker woman at her own game. As she stepped towards Suzumi, she knew that the grapple the two were seemingly going for would not occur. No, Suzumi would most certainly head low; Diana was sure of it.

And sure enough, she did.

Pulling the Italian down with a clever positioning of her own legs, Diana would bring hands outstretched to force herself to land in something of a push up-somewhat keen for her face not to be driven into the mat a second into the match.

Feeling Suzumi attempt to hook her own legs around to bend Diana's, the Italian would respond quickly, pushing onto one side in an attempt to roll onto her back. In the best scenario, the sudden twist would perhaps gain complete release from her foes attempts. In the worst case, if Suzumi opted to stay attached, she'd find her own front face down in the canvas; the Italian somewhat keen to see how she'd latch on a hold she could not see!

Diana did her homework, Suzumi had to hand that to her. As she felt the hold go bad she let go, not wanting to leave herself in a compromising situation. She got to her feet as quick as she could, knowing that she would have to use speed to try to get Diana off balance before she could try her more technical offense.

To that end, Suzumi charged right at Diana and jumped up aiming a dropkick at her chest!

Rolling Suzumi over, Diana wouldn't even smile at the fact she forced her foe to release, given she saw the bigger picture. If Suzumi wasn't holding her, she was most likely rising. And coming straight for her.

Attempting a quick rise of her own, albeit noticeably behind the Tsunami, Diana would raise her arms at the perfect moment to repel a great deal of the damage from those toned legs coming at her.

The force itself from the attack was unavoidable; the smaller but by no means lesser woman's assault pushing Diana hard against the ropes as she let loose a wheeze, with Suzumi falling to the ground accordingly from the dropkick. Only, Diana had no intention of this interaction going solely her opponents way.

Grunting, Diana would actually roll with the momentum forced upon her; opting to step backwards of her own accord before rebounding off the ropes. Turning the momentum back in Suzumi's direction, Diana would aim to sprint right back at the now grounded Suzumi-before extending a leg, in a momentum fuelled soccer style kick at her stomach!

Suzumi's eyes widened in horror as Diana blocked the dropkick, staying vertical and bouncing off the ropes! As fast as Suzumi was she was in no position to stop this, taking the full force of the kick!

"Omph!" Suzumi groaned as she was hammered, curling up into a ball for a moment. "Ngh...come on..." Suzumi muttered through her grit teeth as she tried to struggle her way up to her feet, her abdomen feeling like it was on fire. She knew Diana was favored to beat her, she read up on what people said. She was confident she could prove them all wrong earlier.

Still, despite that rough start Suzumi still believed in herself. Diana was just roving to be a lot smarter and more technical than a lot of hulking, muscle-bound powerhouses were. Suzumi was in for a long night...

Chances for using momentum in such a manner were often rare in wrestling, given that Diana had to essentially stonewall the pain of that double legged dropkick to her chest. She'd take time to register and react to the pain after the kick was delivered of course, but again, after the kick.

She'd just smashed the wind out of the Tsunami for the moment. She could take a moment to breathe.

Finding her determined foe forcing a quick rise though, Diana would follow suite, taking a great breath after she patted down the spot her foe had struck her. Hand reaching for Suzumi's hair, she'd aim to pull the Wrestle Angle under her arm for a standard headlock, one that in the hands of either women, could be used for much greater, and painful, results.

Suzuni felt hwrself being pulled up and as soon as Diana grabbed her she reacted. Both her hands shot up to grab and twist Diana's arm. Suzuni kept hold and twisted, stretching out Diana's arm as she stood to the side of the muscular beauty. Suzuni quickly landed three sharp kicks to Diana's abdomen to try to drop her to one knee, maintaining control of the twisted arm!