Denice Rossi Vs. Belinda Northman

With her hold weakened there was only one thing that the Swede could do now, that was to try and take a hold of Denice again and start to pull back on her in another Camel Clutch....unfortunately the Swede was not able to do so as the Italian brunette already had begun to make her way out from underneath the Swede.

Pushing herself upwards and tilting back, which forced the Swede to get dropped onto her back, Belinda let out a groan of frustration of getting plopped down on her back with Denice on top of her, the ref-girl was about to slide in and go for a pin count...but Denice quickly rolled off of Belinda and the Swede would attempt to roll the opposite direction. Attempting to get up to a standing position about the same time as her opponent.

Releasing a huff of air she would narrow her eyes and throw Denice a friendly smile. Moving her right hand out slowly towards Denice, she was going to offer her opponent another handshake to show that it was still just good old fashioned sportsmanship in this match between the two.

Denice couldn't help but smirk after getting to her feet, noticing that her opponent had just went for the same option she had and seemed somewhat amused by it herself. " Looks like this is going to be a long debut for me huh" The Italian would say before accepting the handshake, gripping her opponent as tightly as she could as if they were still in some kind of battle for power. Denice wouldn't take that exchange much further than that though, instead releasing Belinda's hand if the woman let her and taking a step back before gesturing for the blonde to come at her, and signalling her to get ready for action again.

The Italian woman usually felt quite tense in matches at the start, since she had the burden of carrying her family name. But a good match could always make things a bit less tense around her, it surely helped that Belinda was likely someone suffering from the same issue she was, although Denice could find some solace in the fact that she would be the first member of her family in the AFW or really anywhere outside of Italy. After the quick exchange of respect Denice would attempt to approach her opponent quickly, before twisting her body and shooting her arm forward to try and land a stiff chop against her opponent's chest.

Denice had lost the previous exchange in her mind, sure neither woman had spent to long on the defensive, but the Italian had found herself stuck in a submission and wanted to ensure that it wouldn't happen again, or at least that it would be difficult for Belinda to follow through with a similar strategy. The redhead typically focused more on cutting off her opponent's strategy and lasting as long as possible, which usually worked for her since she could go on for a long time and normally take advantage of tired or frustrated opponents.

Belinda and Denice shook hands and nodded at each other, both women still seeming fairly sportsmanlike and well-mannered to one each other. However it would only become more and more intense of a fight as the match went on, Belinda had that feeling and she knew that she was going to have to bring it otherwise this fairly new girl to AFW might just run her over. She seemed skilled enough to give the Shooting Star a decent challenge!

When they moved in closer to one another Denice was the first to act, shooting up a hard knife-edge chop to Belinda's busty chest. " Aagh!" Belinda yelped out from the pain, staggering back a step....yet Belinda wouldn't let that stop her, quickly moving back and towards Denice to attempt and send her own hard chop towards the Italian's chest!

Looking to repay her with hopefully what she thought would be a chop with a little bit more power and omph! to it!

Denice couldn't help but smile after her chop, when it connected with the blonde's flesh it made a satisfying sound that even the usually kind redhead couldn't help but admire. It seemed like the Italian's chop was successful as well, since her opponent had to take a few steps back before getting back into position, which lead the Italian into believing she was getting another free hit in.

Denice's planned hit wouldn't come to fruition though, as instead Belinda took a step closer to the woman and used the gathered momentum from the movement to her advantage as she returned the chop right back against Denice's more modest chest. " Oou" The redhead would squeal out, the pain and momentum of the shop causing her to turn to the side somewhat, before her body then naturally followed that direction and took a step away from Belinda.

Denice didn't want to let up though and would just push the lingering pain to the back of her mind as she attempted to bend her body to the side and sent a sharp kick into the opponent's gut at the same time, twisting her body somewhat as the movement was carried with the kick. Before then proceeding to lunge towards the hopefully bend over Swede and wrap her arm around her head in a headlock, if everything had went according to expectations.

It felt good to get some payback in, smacking Denice more modest chest with a bit more force which caused the woman to turn to her side and looked as she was in a fair bit of pain, stepping away from the Swede. Belinda had figured that they would perhaps keep up this little challenge of theirs to see who could last or hit longer....but it didn't seem as if Denice had that intention.

As she instead shot her leg up for a sharp kick into Belinda's midsection instead. The Swede doubled over and coughed out, a few drops of spittle escaping her mouth at the point of impact as air rushed out of her lungs. She coughed out as the Italian stepped in and wrapped her arm around the Swede's head, forcing her into a side-headlock! " Mnhg..." Belinda groaned out in frustration as her face was pressed up against the side of Denice's modest chest.

The Swede would attempt to wrap her arms around Denice's waist....looking to summon her strength in order to try and lift Denice up off of her feet and try to throw them backwards as she'd attempt to hit the brunette with a heavy impact backdrop suplex!!

The crowd would be getting almost as invested into the match as the redhead was, there was nothing Denice liked more than a skillful exchange, although admittedly she did have more room enjoy it when she came out on top. So after impacting Belinda hard with a kick and pulling the woman into a side headlock and hearing the opponent's grumbling Denice was feeling pretty satisfied with the current pace and positioning in the match. However before long the Italian would have her expectations for the next few moments turned on their head, as Belinda's arms would wrap around her waist, something which Denice didn't realise the potential danger of until her opponent made that danger a shocking reality.

Denice would be focused on securing the headlock, and would be caught completely off guard when she felt her legs being lifted from the mat, the redhead wasn't exactly the heaviest gal but Belinda's strength was still somewhat staggering her mind, the redhead not fully considering the situation as she was in disbelief. " W-what" Denice would softly mutter, before being propelled backwards and slamming into the mat with a loud thud. " UAH!" Denice would cry out, twisting her body against the mat and holding her back upon landing.

After a moment passed Denice would bring herself back from wherever that surprising move had sent her, accepting that she would need to come up with some kind of precaution or counter for the woman's strength, which was certain to be a bother. " Too strong..." Denice would groan out, moreso repeating the mantra to herself so she'd remember it, not wanting to be harshly dropped back to the mat in such a way again. All the Italian could do after the fact though was take a moment to let oxygen get back into her lungs, before then trying to roll in the direction of the ropes, just to try and give herself some space before then trying to push against the mat and rise into a sitting position.

Belinda groaned out as she was stuck in that side head-lock, doing what she could to fight out of it. What she figured would be a good way to break free would be by attempting to take a hold of Denice's waist and hug it tightly before she would lift her redheaded foe up off of her feet and throw her backwards down onto the mat with a powerful backdrop suplex. The Swede would quickly try and slip out of the hold that Denice had on her head and get up to her feet.

Watching her rival as she started to roll away towards the ropes, and started to push herself up with those ropes. The Swede would bend forward and place her hands on her knees, narrowing her eyes as she looked on at Denice. " Phew...anytime you're ready there Denice." Belinda let out as she would soon push herself up to a full stand and raise her arms. Waiting for Denice to come towards her and away from the ropes as she was playing as fair as usual and following the rules.

Denice was at least glad to manage to escape after being put in such a situation, the way things stood made the redhead a bit anxious though, so far her opponent's strength had caused her multiple problems and they weren't even far into the match. Denice didn't have the space or time to worry though, Belinda was being generous enough not to charge right after her, but the Italian knew that would stop if she tried to stay on the run and abuse the rules too much. " Guess I'm as ready as I'd ever be " Denice would chime back as she got up onto her feet, using the ropes to her aid.

The Italian would then wait just a moment and stretch one of her arms before closing in on Belinda again, this time approaching slower as she was seemingly on the defensive. Belinda wouldn't waste much time upon getting in reaching distance of Belinda though, knowing full well just how troublesome her power was going to be early in the match. Belinda would lunge forward and bounce to the side of Belinda, letting the momentum carry her into a familiar strike as she yet again aimed a nasty knife edge chop at the blonde's chest, although this time Denice wouldn't stop at one and would try to keep them coming, planning to deal some damage with three knife edge chops as she tried to stay cautious and continuously move to the side of Belinda so it would take more effort for the opponent to catch her.

Denice had come up short in most the exchanges so far, but she felt that she had a somewhat decent understanding of her opponent from their interactions so far, of course she couldn't discover much against someone she just met, but the redhead could identify an issue that arises for her due to Belinda's style and make judgements before trying to counter with a mix of strategic and caution. The redhead knew that her analysis was likely inaccurate, in fact she more or less knew from experience that any time she thought she had an opponent all figured out she would lose, especially if she started to think that way this early in the match. The woman's forte was learning quickly though, so she needed to try and stay in the match any way she could to find out what did and didn't work, given her somewhat impressive endurance she was certain she could afford some blunders if she came out of the exchange with some knew knowledge and without any major losses.

The two of them soon came up towards one another again, ready to square off and it seemed as if Denice had a pretty plan right now. As the Swede came in the Italian managed to side step her and throw a hard knife-edge chop toward the Swede's generous chest, smacking her hard and causing the Swede to stagger backwards, slightly stunned by the first hit. As she was stunned by the hit the Italian soon came in with another and another!

Peppering the blond with knife-edge chop after knife edge chop! Causing the Swede to stagger back more and more with each hit as she was pushed up towards the ropes by Denice. Coughing out and wincing from the pain of those attacks. As she leaned up against the ropes, her chest gone red with irritation from those nasty hits as she would try and shove Denice away from her to give her a chance to rest up her pained chest.

Denice was glad to be able to show of some of her speed and strength finally, managing to keep control of her opponent with consecutive chops. admittedly the redhead had to put effort into not focusing on her opponent's wild chest after each chop, despite her serious and respectful nature she did have a slightly more perverted side that had to be forcibly forced back at every chance.

Soon enough Belinda would stumble backwards into the ropes, which would finally give the blonde the chance to breath as Denice halted the painful chops. The brief period of rest would come to a swift end though, as the Italian tried to grasp onto one of her opponent's arms and lifting it over the top rope before then trying to grab the other arm with her free arm and doing the same, trying to then pull both arms under the rope from the outside so they'd be out of the way for what came next.

Denice would then proceed to attempt something which would likely cause Belinda some grief, firing off quick chop strikes against the blond's chest. These chops wouldn't be nearly as powerful as the others, but they certainly wouldn't be a relief either since they were targeting an area in fast succession that The redhead had just softened up.

If Belinda failed to stop the Italian's continued assault then Belinda would take a few steps back and move off to the side, finally allowing Denice the time to free herself from the ropes, but watching closely and clearly not planning to give the woman much of a break even now.