Peggy McIntyre vs. Lita

Peggy's limp body was putty, loosely set up however Lita wanted. Each punch hammered her over and over like a jackhammer, Peggy's head whipping back with each strike.

Peggy's eye was black, and starting to swell shut by the end and her lip looked a bit bloody, bit just barely. As Lita hopped down Peggy could no longer support herself, falling down in a motionless heap.

Upon seeing her fall, Lita had a feeling that she could very well wrap things up. She looked confident as she went down to Peggy's level again, already having thoughts of how to end things, but she wanted to be sure about it so she decided to keep the offence going just a little bit longer. Assisting Peggy back to her feet once more, and after seeing visually that Peggy wasn't feeling all the great ath the moment, Lita began to lift her up, this time bringing her back down in front of her with an atomic drop.

Peggy was vaguely aware of what was going on. Her vision was fuzzy, her eye nearly shut, and the taste of blood prevalent in her mouth. The groggy woman barely conscious was again lift up and brought crashing down on her tailbone! "AHHHHH! No... no....." Peggy screamed loudly upon impact, flopping down on the floor writhing in agony as she weakly protested the continued punishment at Lita's hands.

Peggy was a writhing, pleading mass on the ground. She looked hapless against Lita, not at all like she belonged in the ring with her.

Lita didn’t need to hear Peggy’s reaction to the move, she had a feeling that she had her right where she wanted. It was enough to put the opposition away Lita thought, and she decided it was time to do so giving how Peggy looked at the moment and how vocal she was about it for the past little bit.

She would give Peggy a few seconds to attempt to move on her own, sizing her up for what she wanted to do next, otherwise Lita would move in and grab hold of her to speed up things a bit. Either way Lita was looking to set up for her emerald fusion, wanting to keep Peggy down for good this time.

peggy was barely able to stir as Lita came over, reaching down to grab hold of the Irish woman.  Peggy groaned and grit her teeth, shaking her head.  "No way... not me!  Not gonna happen!"  Peggy said quietly but with a measure of conviction.  She reared back and began to send a hard shot from her fist into Lita's abdomen in an effort to get Lita to let go of Peggy, creating distance between them.

“Huh?” Lina reacted when she saw what was looking like a for sure win at this point become uncertain as she saw Peggy manage to retaliate with a few blows just before Lita could attempt to finish her off. Lita too wasn’t expecting it, letting go before she could attempt to lift Peggy, and being taken back a couple of steps or so.

She let out a small unexpected sounding grunt after the final strike. She wasn’t much of a talker in battle, but did let out a “What the?” before she looked back up after holding on to her where Peggy struck for a second, seeing Peggy looking to get space between them.

Peggy was no submission expert but she sure thought that a hold to tire out Lita while allowing her to recover was the way to go. It had to be, as Peggy was clearly spent and on her last legs. She lunged at Lita, grabbing onto her ankles and pulling back, trying to pull Lita's legs out from underneath her!

Peggy would keep hold of the ankles and roll Lita over onto her stomach, pulling back on her legs to put the woman in a Boston crab submission hold!

While the distance between them Lita didn’t want to leave Peggy alone after having done so much to her. She moved in and looked to grab her, but Peggy had a similar mindset, though for different reasons given how things were, and managed to pull Lita down before she could grab Peggy.

Given how unexpected was it took Lita slightly longer than it usually would to process what happened, and when she did Peggy managed to turn her over for the boston crab with little trouble. As soon as she was turned over Lita was quick to react and began to pull herself towards the ropes. Given how little Lita took up until now it didn’t seem like it would be difficult for her to force a break of the move, however Lina was not liking what she was seeing, even though it looked like Lita could get out of it and escape much trouble if Peggy didn’t hold it in for long after the call for the break should she have gotten there.

Peggy had the hold locked in and knew Lita was crawling over towards the ropes. Peggy wrenched back as hard as she could applying at much pressure on the hold as possible before the referee called for a rope break! Peggy gave it one last hard pull back before letting go and moving back towards the center of the ring to allow Lita a fair chance to get back up to her own two feet.

“Oh come on!” Lina commented at Peggy’s last pull while Lita held the ropes. She moved around the ring to where Lita was and told her not to rush her, having a feeling Peggy might have done that last little bit to throw Lita off mentally, so a little reminder of making sure she knows where her head’s at wasn’t a bad idea. Though from the look of Lita’s face it looked like she might do the opposite of what was suggested as she pulls herself up.

While she wouldn’t directly run in she would make a quick and short movement like she was about to do just that, faking her intend to rush in hopes of getting Peggy to move first before she’d move in herself, looking to strike with a savate kick.