Jessica Wright vs. Akane Asahioka

The sound of boot on skull reverberated around the arena, and Jessica felt a surge of pride. She felt the aftermath of the big kick travel up her leg, and the pangs were nice. Pleasant, even. It meant that the kick she had just landed was solid, as if the fact that her opponent was now kissing the canvas was not evidence enough. She brought her large leg down, and looked down at the girl. Already, she was rolling out of the ring, eager to escape whatever Jessica planned next.

And she was planning to do quite a bit. She walked up to the ropes, and leaned against them. Jessica crossed her legs, and had the toes of her left boot down on the canvas. "You were talking so much shit earlier," her tone conveyed that she was almost bored with her opponent, "and now you are fucking running away? Jesus Christ. Come on up here," she beckoned Akane with her hand, "and take your medicine. Because you sure as hell do not want me out there."

While escaping seemed pretty cowardly to her, Akane knew that playing it safe was the much better option. So after she managed to successfully exit the ring by rolling to the side, the tamer would end up standing on the outside as Jessica leaned against the ropes with her legs crossed. The violent violet would act as if she were bored and she’d begin to try taunting her back into the ring. Akane, though, knew better than to let her opponent dictate her actions. Especially when it was an opponent like Jessica Wright, who was not someone she could beat without a clear head.

“Oh is that right, bitch? Well how about you come out here and make me...Or is the so called "Violent Violet" too scared to give chase?” she would bark back at the women as crossed her arms and started to tap her foot much like her opponent. Akane would even give Jessica the finger as she waited to see how the woman would react. It’d probably piss her opponent off, but Akane didn’t give a damn how angry she got. She’d show the violet who was the more violent one between them.

So Akane did not take the bait. Damn. Jessica hoped that she might. This girl was a rookie after all, and rookies had a nasty proclivity for doing exceptionally dumb things. That was why they were so easy to beat, and why Jessica had beaten so many of them. She uncrossed her legs, and flipped her opponent off right back. One of the main problems with trying to make her mad was that she was perpetually mad about some slight, real or imagined. So it did not take much for Jessica to get furious enough to fly at her opponents.

So fly, she intended to do. "Careful what you wish for," Jessica taunted, giving her not-so-friendly advice once again, "because you just might get it." With one bound she got to the top rope, and then immediately flew off of it, going for a full on cross body against her opponent. The fight was going out of the ring. Good. That is where it would wind up, given that the coffin was out there. If Jessica could get things rolling out there, then she sure as hell would.

Grinning as Jessica flipped her off right back, the dominatrix could tell that the violet was pissed. After standing her ground and insisting that her opponent come get her, Akane had been betting that Jessica would be pissed enough to do just that. Beside, what else could the violet do when she was being insulted like this? What she was not expecting though, was that Jessica would do so by springing off of the top rope.

“Oh fuck!” she would shout, eyes going wide as the woman took off into the air and was closing in fast. Akane was shocked to see that the violent violet was flying right at her…but that didn’t mean she couldn’t fight back.

Right at the last possible moment, the woman would use her speed to partially catch the incoming bitch and twist her body around. That way, Jessica’s body would smack against the barricade hard, instead of coming down and crushing Akane's. It may have been a risky maneuver, but it was worth a shot to her.

Jessica almost never came off the top rope. She was not the type of girl for it, not in the slightest. Jessica was all about raw power, and this sort of stuff was reserved for skinny girls who could bend and twist in the air. The Violent Violet started flying down in an almost ungainly fashion, and noticed the surprise register on her opponent's face. All of that surprise was for nothing though, as her opponent deftly countered the move.

Jessica was reminded why she almost never came off the top rope. She was deftly spun around in the air and then crashed into the barricade, back first. This was a no disqualification match, which was good news, as Jessica quickly recognized that she would be down for a little while.

She groaned, and rolled onto her front. The harsh concrete was cold below here, and she closed her eyes for a hot second. This was the first big hit of the match, and it had gone totally against her. A few more of these, and Jessica would be the one in the casket. She swore to herself that this was not going to happen, no matter what.

Akane's counter worked perfectly as she sent Jessica crashing into the barricade back first, which looked like it would be keeping the violet down for a little bit thanks to the pain of the impact. So after pulling herself up to her feet, the dom would grab a hold of the woman's hair so that she start pulling her opponent up and onto her two feet.

"Come on bitch, hurry the fuck up bitch!" Akane would shout as she pulled on Jessica's purple hair. She wasn't going to waste any time with this beatdown, especially against an opponent who was as fearsome as the violet violent. So after pulling her foe up to her feet, Akane would attempt to stun the woman even further by slamming her head face first onto the top of the barricade.

Jessica was a top fighter, there was no denying that. But after going through a match with the tamer, this bitch would be reevaluating just how someone like her was beaten by someone like Akane. And Jessica would be having a long time to think about it...from inside the casket that is...

Jessica was suffering. Physically, because she was brutally slammed into the barricade, back first. But emotionally, too. It was foolish of her to come flying off the ropes, and now she was on the outside, vulnerable. In the ring she could flourish, and dominate. Out here, there was no telling what would happen, and Jessica had given it up for absolutely nothing. Just as she was pushing herself up, two hands reached down and wrenched her up.

The woman was yelling. She recognized that. The roar of the crowd and the acute ache in her body rendered all of her opponent's words incredibly vague, and she was not sure if she was better or worse off for that fact. It was soon of little import, however, as the woman that hauled her up was in motion again, trying to bring Jessica's head towards the barricade.

She could not stop it in time. Her head slammed into the barricade, and immediately she slumped to the floor. Her vision got blurry, and her head rang out with pain. The Violent Violet moaned with pain. That one hurt.

Akane managed to get the violet to her feet, only to send her back down by smacking her face with the top of the barricade.  The sound of which was somewhat disconcerting, but the purple haired woman knew Jessica probably deserved it for her many brutal acts in the ring. So with her opponent slumped on the floor, Akane would once again try pulling her to her feet.

"Time to go on a ride Jess!" she would shout as she latched onto Jessica's arm. And with a roar, the beast tamer would hold onto the woman's arm tightly as she pulled her forward and whipped her towards the steel stairs closest to them. Clearly Akane smelled blood in the water, which only made her more eager to deal out some major hits to her opponent. And since the violent violet was so infamous, the dom would feel little to no compassion as she dealt these attack. After all, Jessica must have known the risks of these matches from being in so many.

Jessica got up. Or more appropriately, she was forced up. Her opponent dragged the Violent Violet up by her arm, which she supposed was slightly better than having been dragged up by her hair. Regardless, Jessica was headed to the metal stairs after a fairly cheesy one-liner.

She could not stop herself in time. Jessica slammed into the metal stairs and collapsed on them in a heap. A fire burned in her body, one of sheer unmitigated pain. Her head had been slammed, and now her whole body was forced to bear the brunt of a direct and savage attack.

But a deeper flame burned. One that would not let her sit by and idly soak up damage left and right. As she slid off of the stairs, a fierce eye turned towards her opponent. Silently, painfully, angrily, she plotted.

Akane had managed to send her opponent flying and crashing into the steel stairs, but it was also clear she had pissed her opponent off a great deal. The hate in Jessica's eyes were those that a tiger might have in a cage, but the dominatrix didn't have the advantage of a cage. She was face to face with the woman, and the only way to be safe was to lock her in the casket. So wasting no time, the purple haired woman would go over to the downed violet and try to deliver a swift kick to her ribs.

That way she could keep Jessica stunned a bit as she reached down to grab her hair before trying to drag her towards the casket. Akane was feeling more confidant at the moment thanks to landing several of those hard blows, but she was well aware that one wrong move could end her lead in an instant.