Linda Halloween vs. "Major" Millie Walker (debut)

Millie would keep the pressure on, grinding her knuckles into Linda's temple harder and harder, pulling Linda's head further into the blow. She kept the atomic noogie up, past what would be considered necessary until she was finally satisfied that the American wouldn't have the same kind of fight left in her. She would then release her fist from Linda's head and grab her by the hair, stepping off the American's shoulder.

Releasing Linda, the Brit would put her foot up onto the blonde's back and kick, looking to force the American prone on her front. If she got Linda down onto the canvas, Millie would lower herself down, grab Linda's leg, and try to pull her into a pinfall.

Linda was struggling not to scream in pain the longer she was trapped in the atomic noogie by the Brit as the constant grinding of her opponent's fist against her temple was driving the American mad. Luckily the former SEAL did not have to endure that for long as she would let out a breath of relieve as she also feels her opponent stepping off her shoulder a couple of seconds later.

Still the atomic noogie had done it work as she was easily forced onto her back while Millie grasp her leg and would hook it into the air. Meanwhile the referee was checking to see if Linda's shoulders were down on the canvas before making it to her knees to start the count.

Millie held the American's leg for a moment before glancing over at the referee blankly. She followed his gaze and saw what he was looking at. Despite all this, the former SEAL was still making it hard for the Brit and keeping her shoulders off the canvas. She had to admit, Linda was a damn tough soldier.

Millie would roll back further, pulling Linda's leg with her, and attempted to put more of her weight onto the American's chest so that her shoulders would be forced down onto the canvas and the ref could finally start the pinfall count.

Linda was able to make it difficult for the Brit to get her shoulder down on the canvas at first as she was unable to free her legs from Millie''s grip at the moment while the referee watched on. That would chance when the former SEAL would feel herself get rolled back further as she was finally forced to have both her shoulders down onto the canvas as her opponent's weight on her chest was to much to bare.

So with both her shoulders down the American knew it was only a matter of seconds before the referee would get down onto it knees and start the count as the blond did not knew she would be able to kick out from this.

Millie sat there, waiting for a moment before turning her gaze to the referee, staring at them for a second as they double checked that the former SEAL's shoulders were pressed down into the canvas. Once satisfied, the referee slid to their knees, and slammed a hand down while they began to count, shouting, "One!"

Millie would do her best to keep Linda's shoulders pressed down, and would try her hardest to make sure that the blonde wouldn't be able to escape. Victory was so close she could practically taste it, not that the former SEAL had made it easy, but Millie could respect that. The American had done her best and had certainly given the Brit hell to even get this far. If she did win, she'd have to buy Linda a beer sometime.

Linda had just hear the referee count to one before seeing the ref raise a hand into the air again for the second count. Still the former SEAL was attempting to get her shoulders off the canvas only to realize she was unable to do so since the pilot was strong enough to keep them down as the blond had to respect the strength that the Brit seem to posses.

Still so long as she had not heard the referee count to three the American would continue to try and kick out as she tried to focus and gather her remaining strength to try and kick out. Even so while Linda was gathering her strength she heard the ref's hand slam against the canvas while shouting ''two'' as time was running out for the blond as she attempted to kick out then and their.

Millie gritted her teeth as she tried with all her might to prevent the American from kicking out, pushing down on Linda's chest with all her weight while holding back on the former SEAL's leg with as much strength as she could muster. Still, she was feeling the American starting to make way, but all she had to do was hold in there until the pinfall count ended, but with how hard Linda was fighting to escape the ref's last count felt like it was moving in slow motion.

"Three!" The referee shouted after what felt like an eternity to the Brit as their hand slammed against the canvas a final time. Just in time too, she couldn't have held the American in place anymore, and let go of the pinfall gratefully. She jumped to her feet gratefully, having her hand raised in victory as she stared out into the crowd, then intently down at Linda. She broke off from the ref and approached her prone opponent, looking down at the American with those blank eyes of her, causing a stir in the audience who wondered what she would do.

Millie stood there for a moment, silently, staring Linda in the eyes before extending a hand down to the American, a small hint of a smile pulling at the corners of her mouth.

"Good fight, soldier." She said, offering the former SEAL a hand back to her feet.

Linda tried to kick out with all she had as she saw the referee was about to bring his hand down towards the canvas. Still in what appeared to take minutes the blond would find out she just did not have the strength to kick out as she saw the hand was just an inch away from the canvas. A moment later the American would come to realize that her struggles to kick out were in vain as the referee's voice made an end to the match as he shouted the number three and a couple of seconds later the bell would ring.

Knowing she had lost the former SEAL would just lay on the canvas as she watched the Brit celebrate her victory for a moment as the crowd would not erupt in cheers as the blond had expected. That would chance as the former pilot moved towards her and for a moment the American was afraid that she was about to be attacked after the match was over. Luckily that was not what had happened as Millie had extended her hand for Linda to grasp it as she compliment the blond on a good fight while helping her back on her feet. ''Thanks seems you pilots can take as well as give someone a beating after all''replied the former SEAL in a teasing tone.

Millie cracked a sly little smile and crossed her arms at the American. "Don't underestimate us flygirls." She replied teasingly, "There's much more than meets the eye." She added, unfurling her arms and taking hold of the former SEAL's hand, lifting it up into the air. "Let's hear it for the soldier!" She shouted, gaining a cheer from the crowd.

Millie would drop Linda's arm and pat the American gently on the arm. "Good match." She said simply, then stood there for a moment soaking in the cheers from the crowd, a small smile spread across her lips. The smile would slowly fade back into her usual blank expression, and her eyes resumed their previous blank stare.

"Well I don't know about you, yankee, but I could use a bloody drink." She said suddenly, turning on her heel and heading off up the ramp, quickly making her way backstage and disappearing.

Winner by pinfall: "Major" Millie Walker