Entropy Championship Title Match: Valley Doll (C) vs LEA - Only The Strong

Valley had gone airborne a million times, and if she lived long enough to do it a million more, she was sure she'd never get tired of it.

There she was, soaring above the ring, hair flying back as she went careening towards her opponent. She felt lighter than air, like she could go all the way to the rafters if she wanted to. Everything was natural, flowed perfectly, as she prepare to come down on her foe with the classic move.

Only something was wrong. As she came down, she could see her opponent wasn't as open as she would've liked. She was up. She was ready. And she was reeling back for a heavy blow.

”No-”

That was all she had the time to respond with before Lea’s arm crashed hard into side, ruining her trajectory and making the two of them topple to the floor in an ugly heap. The crowd collectively winced, as if they were watching a car wreck in progress, and with good reason. That was what it felt like to her.

”Guh…” Valley hissed and clutched her side, nursing the spot where Lea’s clubbing arm hit. She didn't know what shape her opponent was in, but she figured it was best if she make some space between them. She tried to roll out of the ring and make her way to the outside.

Throw the arm too early, and Lea would find her momentum carrying her full circle, likely exposing her to even more damage from Valley's assault. Throw it too late, and she might as well not of bothered.

It was sheer luck which meant the hit landed neither of the above; the force enough to prevent any efforts by Valley to even bring those legs close to Lea's neck. Only unsurprisingly, Lea would not commit an act so cowardly as to dare move from her airborne foe; the leaping Valley still colliding with her nonetheless, albeit in a much more mutual fashion than the Entropy Champion likely intended.

Lea would once more find herself grounded, her foe landing on her for a second before Valley too found the canvas. The rage in Lea's eyes still persisted, but even she had to take a moment to breathe after this one.

Valley was no heavyweight, but she had just launched herself at the woman like a missile.

Dragging herself a few inches with closed fist to the canvas, the blonde would let loose her signature grunt as she again tried to find her feet, slowly but steadily pushing herself up.

That just made no sense.

No sense at all.

Valley had time to ponder the situation as she rolled about on the canvas, reeling from the hellish blow. She couldn’t really call what Lea had done a ‘counter’, not in the traditional sense of the word. She was familiar with all kinds of ways to deal with a hurricanrana, but she’d never seen someone crazy enough to just try and swat their opponent like a fly. But that was what Lea did. Why she didn’t just try to dodge, Valley couldn’t fathom.

It was the first hit she’d taken of the match, but it was a nasty one at that. She rolled out of the ring and took a moment to lean on the barricade, looking back into the ring at her opponent.

”You all right in there, goldilocks?” Valley called out to the walking pile of muscles she was up against. ”Want to come down here and try that again?”

The girl looked pissed. Pissed enough to chase her a bit? One way to know.

The description 'easily antagonised' didn't exactly apply to Lea.

Why?

'Easy' would have been a overstatement. You merely had to look in the general direction of the blonde most days simply to solicit those soulless eyes piercing right back at you.

So how did she react to her looks being compared to that of a character from a children's story?

Not well.

Teeth baring like a wild dog, Lea began to motion with all the signs of someone who seemingly wanted blood. Moving towards the ropes furthest from Valley, Lea would kick off her heels with full force into a sprint. The blonde powerhouse was far from the fastest, or the biggest for that matter, but with that tightly packed muscle running at you at the speed she could muster?

Somewhat comparable to a cannonball.

And whether Valley moved or not, Lea seemed fully intent on smashing through, not into, the barricade she held onto, shoulder first, as she lept through the middle and top rope. Of course, she much preferred Valley opted not to move.

Valley found herself sprawled on out on the floor, with Lea’s iron body laying on top of her. Her back hurt. Her head hurt. Her shoulder hurt. But what hurt the most was knowing she only really had herself to blame for the current predicament she found herself in.

She thought she was safe on the outside, but how many times had her own opponents thought that, before she vaulted over the ropes and crashed down on them from above. She should’ve kept her guard up, shouldn’t have looked away for even a second.

But she’d been expecting Lea to come running under the ropes. That was what she was ready for. So, when the titaness came soaring through the ropes in a suicide dive, a move that Valley Doll didn’t even think she was physically capable of, she was understandably surprised. That surprised lasted all of one second, before the two blondes crashed into each other, and the Entropy Champion found herself sandwiched between the figurative metal in Lea’s body and the literal metal of the barricade.

And that brought her to the current moment, where she was laying on the floor, rolling around and moaning. She didn’t know how Lea had fared from that, and in truth, she couldn’t have cared less at the moment. She was too busy nursing her aching body, as she vainly attempted to push her way back up to her feet.

In truth, whilst the name 'suicide dive' made the move sound apt in Lea's arsenal, the manoeuvre itself was unfitting of a woman who'd never even dared to attempt anything 'acrobatic.' That being said, the great risk was all but forgotten in Lea's mind; she simply wanted that smug look off Valley's face, as quickly as possible.

With forearm extended, Lea would discover how unwise such a feature was to include, as her arm would be forced to smack full force into Valley's robust shoulder. Lea's figure colliding was more than enough, yet the blonde saw fit to extend the same arm from her earlier lariat in an effort to land a similar hit yet again. Compared to the pain from colliding with the barricade, Valley likely didn't even register it.

But Lea did.

That, and the rest of the collision, as she writhed on the floor for a moment, clutching her arm. Her rise would come noticeably quicker than Valley's, but she did not take advantage of such immediately. Rather, still clutching that arm that had both clobbered Valley out of the air moments ago, and now hit full force into the hardest part of Valley, she'd vent her rage on the nearest thing. Extending her leg, she'd shove the metal steps with great force, screaming all the while as she let loose what could only be described as a inhuman scream.

She was already pissed, and now she was aching to boot. With her rage at an all time high, she'd turn to face Valley yet again, evidently looking to vent.

It wasn’t a good instinct, but in these sorts of situations, Valley often thought about how she would react when she was trying to figure out how her opponent would follow up on a move.

If she’d been the one doing the suicide dive, her first move would’ve been to grab Lea by her pigtails, haul her back in the ring - hard, with their size difference, but damned if she wouldn't try - then hop up on the apron, do a springboard, then hit her from the air. Probably a flying forearm.

But Lea wasn't her, and this wasn't that sort of match. Hardcore rules meant hardcore thinking.

She started to push her way up and looked over shoulder, seeing that Lea was doing much the same. Her good luck, though it wasn't too surprising. There was a reason they called it the ‘Suicide’ Dive. ”Heh.” Valley grabbed the barricade and started pulling her way up. ”Leave it to the professionals.”

It was a good opening though, and as much as she ached, there was no way she’d ignore it. Valley turned around and extended her arm in the same motion, coming at Lea’s face with a backfist. Not her strongest attack, but it was quick, and it might stun her for a moment if she was lucky.

Rolling her shoulder and arm, flexing it mildly, hell, even giving it a few firm smacks with her good arm.

Nothing seemed to work.

Whatever Lea tried, her arm simply wouldn't come to life. It was far from broken, and she could already feel the blood start to pump lively through it again, but such was costing her precious time. She'd was however, damned if she was going to be one of the faces of AFW who lost due to injury however; hell, she'd be damned if she was going to lose here and now at all. But if she somehow did, it most certainly wouldn't be the fault of her body, but rather her foe, complimenting Valley.

In her own, twisted way.

Still trying to spur the arm back to life, Lea would find a hard strike to her face for her troubles, straight away knocking the blonde beauty back. She'd find herself awkwardly teetering over the steps she'd so carelessly kicked but a moment ago, before forcing herself to straighten out with eyes latching back to the woman across from her. But for all her hate for the woman, and all her desire to lunge straight for her, Lea forced herself to stay where she was.

She needed to buy herself a little time. She needed that goddamn arm back.

Valley’s hasty hit struck its target dead on, smacking Lea right on her face. This was both a good thing and a bad thing.

Good, because it worked like she’d hoped it would and made the younger blonde stagger a few steps.

Bad, because her skull looked to be every bit as hard as the rest of her body. It felt like smacking a brick wall.

”Gah!” She hissed, pulled it away, gave it a bit of a shake. Even if she wasn’t much of a puncher, she would’ve liked to keep her knuckles safe, and having them hurt that much wasn’t a welcome development. She already had padding for her legs, maybe it was time she looked into doing the same for her hands.

Regardless, she had the moment she was hoping for, and she couldn’t waste it. She closed in with a quick charge, jumped up and kicked both of her legs forward as she rose, and sent her long leading leg out towards Lea’s face, trying to her with a running bicycle kick.

Regardless of the pain Valley was now feeling in her knuckles, the force of the strike and the disorientation alongside it had given Valley space to move as she liked. Lea was still biding her time, trying her best to put on a strong front with that pained arm of hers. The moment she gave such a weakness away to the likes of Valley, it was simply a matter of when, not if, the Entropy champion would put the ache to great use against Lea.

Crossing her arms with her less dominant but currently fully functioning left at the front, she'd brace herself for whatever Valley dared to throw at her. Lea still needed time to recover with that bogus arm, but she would have sooner lost it altogether than outright retreat.

Let alone to someone referring to her as 'Goldilocks'.

Watching as that leg rose high though, Lea would for perhaps the first time in the match, opt to use brain over brawn. Rather than block the strike and lose more feeling in her arms, the blonde would duck in an effort to have the leg breeze past her shoulder, leaving her foe in quite the precarious position.

Had she currently retained the ability, she would of thrown a clenched fist on her free side into Valley a few times for good measure. Rather than dull the arm more-so, she'd instead latch said arm under her foes appropriate arm. With the other arm playing host to Valley's raised leg, she'd simply hook around it for further stability.

If everything went unhindered, the blonde would then go for a most unorthodox lift; hoisting Valley up and over her via her leg and side, inadvertently aiming for those stairs she had nearly fallen over a moment ago, in an impromptu exploder suplex!