Bethany Maroza vs Natasha Rostovik - Acceptable Targets

Bethany was no stranger to mucking up her acts, it could be things like not putting her right foot forward just the right length or not getting her lower body in place for her handstands. She knew that depending on the act it could be fatal, one time there was an acrobatic who didn't use a safety net. But he'd done the act so many times that it was second nature, wrestling though wasn't to Bethany. She'd done various moves and techniques but hadn't had a match with anyone since her debut, Natasha though had probably done more things in the ring in contrast.

This contrast was probably going to be noticed by the circus girl, with the Russian rival grabbing hold of Bethany and sending her for a good loop with a good old fashioned German suplex! Ms Maroza's eyes went wide as she got grabbed and flipped backwards right onto her back and neck, Beth only had a few seconds to get her body prepped for the impact. But it still shook her up. "Guh!" Bethany grunted out, Natasha was playing for the pin here.

3 seconds was needed for the pin, that was the first thing Beth noticed about wrestling. The ropes were upside down, but seemed close enough. Shifting about Beth would stretch out her legs to get one of them onto the middle rope, the ref had counted 2 but instantly noticed what the circus girl had done. A rather well poised display attempt there.

"Rope break!" the ref shouted as Beth struggled to get out of Natasha's grasp, once she did Bethany would attempt to slide out the ring under the bottom rope. With this position an escape attempt sounded rather ideal at this point.....

Arched over the Russian bridged and tried to keep the suplex pinning combination on as much as she could. She as going to beat this girl one way or another sensing that Bethany was not the type to indulge in the usual type of erotic activity in AFW, so she figured a simple pin or submission would be enough to crush her spirit. As the ref got to a count of TWO she could literally taste victory..... but it never came. She heard the ref call for a rope break and immediately let go.

Natasha was angry! She was angry at herself and angry at the ref for daring to notice. Never let it be said that Natasha's ego knows no bounds. She scrambled to her knees and completely ignored Bethany, allowing the girl to roll to safety out of the ring. Natasha started her verbal assault on the ref girl who didnt know what to make of it. No one did because it was in very fast Russian but it sounded like she was really laying into the ref. Eventually she stopped, stamping her boot in frustration at the situation.

Natasha turned back to the ring to see empty space. She knew Bethany has escaped, and brought herself some valuable recovery time. Natasha always did this, she let her frustration get the better of her and if this was anything like her previous matches, the advantage now shifted to Bethany.

The Russian ducked out of the ring and was now prowling on the thin mats looking for her rival

Bethany knew that sometimes a quick escape act was needed, to regroup and perform the attraction again once she got her bearings. In the case of this match Natasha was going to be trouble if Beth didn't take the chance to slide out of harms way, she landed in a somewhat ungraceful manner but the circus girl was going to focus on mostly getting her bearings here. Bethany had poked her head out from below the apron to see Natasha bicker with the ref, perfect actually.

By the time the Russian focused back on wherever Bethany was the circus girl would have lifted up the ring apron and crawled under it into the ring, this was bringing Beth back to her child days when she hid among the circus tent fabrics. But this wasn't the time to lay and hide, no Beth was crawling amongst the things laying under there. Quietly and gliding past them, to the right. Wordlessly Beth would peek out from under it to see if Natasha was there.

If her opponent was there and no doubt searching for Beth the circus girl would wait, she had a ten count after all. When Natasha moved past Ms Maroza would slide out and size up the Russian before going into a full sprint and diving right down to clip Natasha right in the back of her left kneecap with her right forearm!

Natasha did not enjoy being out of the ring. She for one was close to the fans who did not like her, and she did not like them! As she prowled around she had popcorn cascading down onto her which did nothing for her mood. The Russian couldnt see Bethany and her anger was getting the better of her. She kicked against the ring steps with a loud bang causing them to tumble into two pieces!

The ref girl meanwhile had gotten to a count of FOUR! and Natasha was aware of this. She shouted, "You are zee coward! Come out so I can drive your face into zee steps!" The Russian was making fairly serious threats of harm to the circus girl, as she had gotten under Natasha's skin with her tricks and acrobatics. Bethany would be well advised to give her a wide berth. Natasha was literally seeing red mist!

Concerned with the situation and not her rival, Natasha was completely taken by surprise and felt the sharp blow to the back of her knee. "AGGHHH!" she cried out and slumped instantly to the hard mats on the outside of the ring. Natasha rolled onto her side and clutched the back of her knee, it was painful and hard to stand now so she needed a moment. Unfortunately, it meant Bethany could emerge unscathed and capitalize

Bethany didn't really have a sense of playing fair to begin with tonight, while she wasn't going to out right cheat she was playing for keeps here. They say you didn't get a second chance to make a first impression, well Beth wanted to prove she was the exception to that rule. The circus girl had seen that Natasha had gotten pretty riled up form the antics of Mz Maroza, and even the fans took the chance to mock the Russian. Excellent, they were already eating out the palm of Bethany's hands. That was only going to make things better, if they liked what the circus girl was going to do that'd mean they'd root for Bethany throughout the bout.

"Sure thing lady!" Beth shouted when she had came out in response to Natasha's request to reveal herself, as she wished it so shall it be! The Russian's words meant nothing, Ms Maroza laughed when danger was upon her. The circus girl admitted she got a thrill out of it as well, looking brave while she danced in the middle of potential harm.

After blindsiding Natasha Bethany would bow to the audience in the front line before quickly ruffling the Russian's hair, "See you in five Natty!" Beth stated before quickly rolling back into the ring. Truth be told the circus girl would normally be focused on mucking up her opponent's chances of victory, but it was part of the show. The struggle of the Russian to make it back to the ring before the ten count! The bridge to the second act......

Natasha cringed at the pain in the back of her leg. A sea of popcorn continued to rain down on the Russian as the crowd were loving every moment. She batted it away and continued to pick the confectionery out of her soft hair. Natasha managed to sit upright and clutched at the back of her knee. The count was already at SIX! and the Russian wasnt about to be counted out in this match. Natasha could hear the comment and growled, "My name is Natasha!" She wanted to humiliate the circus performer. She was not a willing participant in this show and wanted to bring down the curtain once and for all

With a loud cry of pain she got to her feet, at least one foot and hopped over to the ring apron, choosing to roll underneath it just before the last count, with the ref calling NINE! That was too close for comfort, although now she had the problem of being on her back and largely immobile, at least for now. Fortunately Natasha was by the ropes and wheeled around to try and grab them so at least she could lift herself and climb up them, however her defensive move left her wide open for Bethany to show more of her skills

Bethany knew Natasha was called Natasha, but at this point the circus felt that she and the Russian were pals enough to have some pet nicknames. Sarcastically of course, Natasha was getting riled up. Fine by Beth, it'd only make it worse for Ms Rostovik. If it was other girls Beth probably wouldn't do these ribs, but Natasha was warranting it. Since she opened her mouth in fact towards the circus girl, the crowd was really not enjoying the Russian's act it seemed. Lobbing popcorn, ouch. From where Beth was from that was the worst thing, it was like what the wrestling community called "X-Pac Heat."

Still that didn't apply to Beth, she was the darling of the hour. The circus girl stood in the middle of the ring and watched as the Russian was nearly counted out, Bethany hoped Natasha would actually get back inside. It'd be a shame to end the act so soon, but Beth had an inkling that her opponent would make it back. Her pride wouldn't let her lose via countout and just take the licking that she had gotten.

So when Natasha made to grab the ropes Beth figured she'd give her a hand, by that Beth would grab the top rope as Natasha did and yank it forward. To see how Natasha's acrobatics was when she got a chance to be sent into the ring the hard way!

Natasha had stopped the count at NINE and had elected to buy herself some more time. She rolled back out from under the rope and was now on the apron still, using the ropes to climb up with a pained rueful look on her face. Her leg was still sore, the one thing that was unknown to the crowd and potentially Bethany was that the Russian was carrying an injury. It wasnt an excuse, nor did it mean she wasnt medically cleared, however with her sneaky move, Bethany had tipped the scales heavily in her favor, almost by accident. It was a compliment to say she was magic because she had zeroed in on Natasha's unknown weakness, apart from her ego.

As she tentatively walked, still nursing the leg, Bethany decided to give her a little help. Natasha was completely caught off guard and tumbled over the ropes landing hard on her back. WHAM!

"UUGNNNNN Neit!" she exclaimed, followed with some very fast and colorful language in Russian that would have made the Tsar blush. Natasha arched her back and screwed her face up tight in a pained expression. She rolled over into her tummy and crawled slowly, looking again for the sanctuary of the ropes, but in her daze she managed to take the longest route possible and crawl across middle ring instead of wheeled around to the ropes she was just catapulted over

The crowd could sense the Russian was starting to crack under the pressure and cheered for Bethany, which must have filled the sensual magician with delight. She was the star of the show and perhaps his was a precursor to the third and final act, although even if it were, the crowd were baying for an encore

Bethany might not have shown it but the truth was that she was getting some jollies out of this, it was a thing from her childhood. Moving from place to place meant school to school, Beth had been a target from girls that were the top dogs round those places. But there was one thing the circus girl did, and that was get even before going. Some might think riling up Natasha might be dangerous, but that was how Beth wanted it. Liked it. Danger was something Beth lived with on a daily basis, plus now Beth was in the driver's seat. She could dictate the pace and make Natty dance around with it.

The Russian was crawling along the mat, taking the long way it seemed. Beth smirked and lifted her hair upwards for the crowd at the front row, just to display her confidence in this situation. Natasha was accidentally setting herself up for the next move of the circus girl.

Beth gracefully walked to the nearest corner, and crouched down low to size up Natasha. Once the Russian had moved along enough Bethany would run right at her opponent and then bust out into a cartwheel into moonsault to squash the Russian right under her!

The Russian managed to get across the ring and was just about to grab the ropes as she pushed herself up to all fours. Unknown to Natasha, as her purple mane was covering her face completely, obscuring her vision, the move played right into Bethany's hands again. Stopping for a moment to regain her breath, still struggling from the perfect 10 barrage she had experienced, she could hear the canvas rumbling and flicked her hair to see what was happening.

All Natasha saw was Bethany's shadow as she left the canvas, then the crushing pain in her back, as she was splatted flat back to her tummy. "UUGGNNNN!" Looking like a squashed frog she lay on the canvas arms and legs spread out, trying to regain her breath, wincing from the pain.

The Russian was a sweaty mess and Bethany could toy with her as much as she wanted. Using what seemed the last of her strength, Natasha managed to roll over under Bethany and shove an indignant hand hard to the girls face and dragged it from Bethany's forehead down across her features. Natasha was trying to move her off in a push/slap eye rake.

If she managed to succeed with her illegal heel tactic, Natasha would squirm along her original path to the ropes, it was the only hope she had to cheat and try to regain some distance, but she was virtually done. it would no doubt ignite the crowd again also into a chorus of boo's for the Russian

"You will pay for zis circus.... FREAK!"