SS 17 Hardcore Title - Gallium Heart vs. Juno Lane

Juno had just gotten off of the ring apron and went to grab the cute little pinkette when she suddenly swung around with a steel fucking chair. "Fuck" she would think right before Gallium gave her a chair to the face.

"ACKK!" Juno would scream out after the chair struck her hard. Then stumbling backwards, the now wounded beast would hit the barricade and use it to hold herself up barely. What made things worse was that the chair had made a small dash a little above her eye. Now Juno could hardly see in that eye as the blood began to run.

"I-I'm...I'm...fuck!!! I'm gonna kill you!!!" the beast would stutter as she tried to recover her thoughts. Juno was barely staying standing as she tried rubbing the blood from her eye, but she'd be back in the fight soon enough...

Gallium, by all sense of logic, should have been terrified. Juno was, after all, bigger and stronger and girls like her had broken Gallium on more than one occasion. In fact, it happened pretty much every time she got into the ring.

Yet, while she was a little scared still, a bit of a fire seemed to emerge in the pink haired Canadian cutie. She was fighting for someone, and darn it, she was better than people thought! She had gotten her licks in against past opponents, and even gone hardcore against River Styx! Plus, she had a shiny chair! She could do this!

Brain: DO IT! THWACKY THWACK TIME!

With the encouragement from her own brain, as well as some surprised Egyptians, Gallium charged in, this time turning the chair flat and aiming to ram it into Juno's stomach!

Juno couldn't even see that Gallium was coming her way thanks to the blood in her eye, but she sure as hell felt it when the chair stuck her right in the chest. The beast would let out a grunt that turned into a bit of gasping as she fell down to one knee. Still holding onto the barricade with one hand while the other held her abs, Juno was in trouble.

It would've been one thing to face Gallium with a chair, it was like Gallium with a kendo stick, manageable. But now she was facing the pinkette with a chair while half blind, and that was a problem.

Juno still had one advantage though, and that was her overwhelming strength. All the french woman had to do was grab a hold of the pipsqueak and she'd be back in control. So shooting out her hand, Juno would aim to grab the smaller woman by the throat so that she could knock her right into the barricade. The problem was, the beast couldn't aim. The best she could do was hope that she could grab onto something of the pinkette's and pull her in by it.

It was funny, the kind of bravery that could fill a wrestler when they had a steel thwacky chair in their hand. No wonder the mean wrestlers like River Styx always liked to use them on people.

Filled with this sort of false bravery, Gallium stepped in...and yelped, as Junos hand suddenly lashed out and grabbed her young breast, giving it a rough squeeze, causing Gallium to blush as pink as her hair, looking completely flustered as to what to do...at least for a second, before Juno got a handhold of her outfit and, with a hard tug, smacked her right against the cold hard ring barricade!

Juno didn't really mean to grab Gallium's soft breast, but she didn't give it a second thought as she started to pull the smaller fighter by a fistful of her white one piece. Throwing her straight into the barricade soon after was just the start, though. The beast couldn't just let go of the pinkette. She was fast and sneaky, both of which were things she was better at than Juno. So if she had let Gallium go, even for a second, there was no doubt that the cutie would just run away and attack the half blinded animal later.

"Nope. Not this time." Juno thought to herself as she pulled the woman up to her feet by her attire.

Then after scooping the pinkette up between her legs, and lifting her onto the beast's shoulder by the one piece, the french woman would set up what she had attempted earlier...a scoop slam right onto the sharp edge of the ring apron! Moving then with a few quick steps forward, Juno would attempt to break Gallium in half with this brutal attack.

The throw to the guardrail, while having shaken Galliums body, had not shaken her spirit, the girl on her hands and knees, trying to crawl towards the chair. All she had to do was get her hands on that chair and, with a lot of luck, she would actually get her first win, AND become a champion, all at once!

Even when she was pulled up and scooped, the world going upside down, she struggled, kicking her legs and trying to squirm free, the fire lit in her not dying yet...and then came a sharp and sudden slam onto the ring apron, sharp pain immediately shooting through young Galliums body, her body bending over the apron before falling onto the floor, the sheer shock and pain of the move causing Gallium's eyes to widen, mouth forming a perfect "O" as she gasped, unable to even properly scream. Shaking and gasping, she lay on the floor, feeling nothing but a sharp, burning, pain in her back!

Juno heard the sickening smack on Gallium's back hitting the ring apron and took delight in it. The french woman was happy to deal out as much damage as she could after receiving that chair shot to the face, and even more so with the pinkette crumbling before her while writhing in pain, her body shaking from the back crushing impact.

"Ok...I'm sick and tired of beating on you...let's go pinky..." Juno would groan as she grabbed Gallium by her ankle, and dragged the Canadian cutie around the ring while she was face down on her belly. So as she made her way over to the table she had set up earlier, the animal would continue to rub her eye from the blood draining as she made her way to her waypoint, eager to end things with this woman once and for all.

Brain: Cmon Gallium! Get up and do the Thwacky again! Show her what you still got!.....Gallium?....Gaaaallllllium? Wrecking Ball?

But Gallium was, for all intents and purposes, dead weight. The slam onto the ring apron sent a shock through her system, and now, all she felt was a burning numbness, spreading down her back and legs, and while she wasn't unconscious, she wasn't moving anytime soon.

Juno continued to drag her opponent's body until they arrived at the destination, the table on the other side of the ring. Once there, the animal would start lifting the pinkette up and onto the ring apron before climbing up as well.

The french beast was whistling the tune from Kill Bill as she made her way up onto the apron, and would continue to do so as she grabbed Gallium by the straps of her one piece. Then Juno would pull the canadian cutie up until she was on two feet with her head right between the beast's thighs.

"So...any last words, pinkie?" she would ask before attempting to lift Gallium up by her waist, onto the french woman's shoulders with ease. If successful, Juno wouldn't give it another thought before jumping off the ringside, slamming her opponent with a sit out power bomb onto the table! It was reckless not to simply power bomb the pinkette alone, but this way Juno left a message. That being how she was more than willing to not only harm opponent's, but even herself if needed. Hell...Juno would risk her own ass for the fun of it. And in this case, she really was once sale landed.

Gallium had no words...well, unless "blargabhle" counted as a word. That, and the shriek that left her lungs as her and Juno plowed through the table, her slim body crashing through and smacking the padded concrete floor with all the force the powerful Juno could muster.

She lay there, in the debris of the shattered table, in her ripped one piece, chest rising and falling softly as her body went limp, the pinkie from Canada knocked completely unconscious from the devastating powerbomb!