Mako "The Shark" Adachi VS Makie Akamatsu

Mako was ready to put Makie down early and claim victory...but shortly after getting her opponent into position, the shortie fought back. Squirming about while kicking herself up, the shark would soon find herself throw into the air and flailing down with a loud, sickening thud on the floor!

"GGRRRAAAAHH!!! Mother fucking...son of a shitty...ass...bitch!!!" Mako would curse as she arched her back on the floor. Laying on her side now, both of her hands would reach back and nurse her pulsing muscles. Her spine felt like it was bread crumbs...and her head had taken a nasty bump too. Mako had really needed a break...but not like this! This was the opposite of the break she wanted!

The shark had been so close too. Makie had been in the air and ripe for squashing. Now though, Mako was in huge trouble...maybe her opponent would need time to recover from those crushing blows to the head from earlier...

Somehow, Makie was able to perform a miracle and not only avoid the pedigree, but counter it, using her own lighter body weight against her foe to unbalance her. What happened next was a blur of movement and dizzying lurching, but the next Makie knew, she was rolling onto her side, while across from her, Mako was lying on the floor, her back arching upwards before gravity kicked in and she collapsed flat again. Makie's head still rang from repeated blows to her skull, so she couldn't hear Mako's cursing.

Groaning, Makie pushed herself to her hands and knees, trying to ignore the dull swimming of her vision. Crawling over to the ring, she grabbed at the edge, then at the ropes, slowly and dizzily pulling herself back up. Her legs were wobbling beneath her, but she nonetheless managed to stabilize herself somewhat, staring at Mako as she lay on her back, barely able to move. Makie was in a bad state right now, but the shark was worse.

Makie would have loved a witty retort at a time like this, but she was in too much pain and far too pissed off-- instead, she hobbled over to Mako, and, with a wordless yell, kicked the other girl hard in the head!

Mako's constant cursing was slowly coming to a stop as her opponent began to pull herself up. The shark had taken a bad hit, and it seemed like she'd be taking some more as the night went on. She was recovering, but Mako clearly needed some more time than Makie would allow as a boot struck her in the head with a sickening TWHACK.

Eyes going wide and blank as the world got blurry around her, the shark would collapse right back down on her face after she'd taken the kick to the head. A little spit flew out of her mouth, as well, making it look as if she'd been knocked the fuck out.

"Uuuuggghh...who turned...the lights out..." Mako would groan thinking the lights were out. But in reality, she was just face down on the padded floor. Pushing herself up once more, though, the shark would look right back up at Makie and stare at the woman hazily.

"Oh...that's better...Fuck you!" Mako would shout before spitting at her opponent. Being as dazed as she was though, the woman's bloodied spit landed on Makie's boot. Seeing that it was red, Mako would realize her mouth was bleeding.

"Ooops...I got my blood on your boot...hehehe sorry...that was...supposed to be on your face!" the shark would chuckle while pointing to he woman's face. Clearly Mako needed to have herself checked for a concussion, but first she had to put this bitch in her place. Priorities!

Makie felt the impact run up her.leg as her booted toes collided with Mako's face. She was still a bit dazed from Mako's earlier treatment,  which just made her want to further repay the shark girl in kind. She was angry enough right now that she was ignoring the ringing in her ears and the dull pain in her forehead.

Mako turned, gingerly pointing and laughing, blood trickling down from the corner of her mouth-- whether from a bust lip, torn gums or a dislodged tooth, Makie didn't know, but all the same, it was spit up on her boots. Her eyes narrowed. Not cool.

Grabbing a handful of Mako's hair, Makie yanked the bigger girl to her feet, and, with a wordless yell, dragged her over to the ringside barrier, aiming to throw her into some of some of the chairs clustered there. The action would send alarmed cameramen and ringside attendees running for cover. If the throw left Mako floored, then Makie would try to follow up by grabbing one of the folding chairs and slamming it down on her prone opponent!

Mako should have expected worse things to happen when she spit on Makie. She really should have. The smaller woman would pull her up on her feet before starting to pull her towards the barricade and threw the shark right over it! Grunting as she was slammed into the chairs, sending them scattering, Mako would lay in ruins among the steel seats.

"Ugh...Is that...all you've got? HAH! You couldn't hurt a fly-ACCCKKK!" she'd taunt while rolling onto her belly and screaming out. Makie had managed to drag a chair and slammed it right down on her back! Rolling once again onto her back, the shark would arch upwards in pain.

"God damn-it!" Mako would shout angrily before her hands would reach out for a weapon of her own. Then when she grabbed something, the shark would throw it right at her opponent! However, what she threw was just a big bag of buttery popcorn. Then after a really awkward moment of silence, Mako would quickly grab a chair of her own and throw it right towards Makie's head!

Makie ignored the ref's cries for restraint as she grabbed a steel chair. They weren't in the ring, and falls counted anywhere, so fuck it, she thought, as she hopped over the barricade and strode after Mako. Admittedly, she was more than a little impressed that she had managed to send Mako flying like that in the first place. A testament, she supposed, to what a person could do when they were good and angry enough.

As she clambered over the barricade, she saw Mako picking herself up as the fans scattered to get out of the way, especially when they noticed Makie coming in with the chair. She swung it down, and was rewarded when it cracked down against Mako's back. "YEAH!" she cried, raising her chair in victory...

...which gave Mako plenty of time to suddenly fling a bag of popcorn into her face. "GAH!" she gasped, shaking the popcorn away from her face with her forearms. A second later, Mako was throwing a chair at her. Gasping, Makie tried to block it with her own chair-- if she managed to do so in time, then she would waste no time in retaliating, driving the tip of the chair down against Mako's knee. Otherwise, she would be caught by the full force of the thrown chair and stagger back with a cry, momentarily stunned as she dropped her improvised weapon.

Mako would watch as the chair she had thrown struck Makie right in the face! It immediately put a smile on the woman's face considering her opponent had just been celebrating her "dominance" over the shark. The dark haired fighter had tried to shield herself with her weapon, but in the end she was too slow to react after being distracted by the popcorn. The shark would then quickly try to pick herself back up as Makie staggered back. So with the help of a set up chair, Mako would finally get back on her feet at last.

The shark wouldn't waist any time now that she was standing on two feet again. Soon she'd charge at Makie before jumping up and trying to drive both of her feet into the woman's chest with a running drop kick. If successful, Mako would finally be back on the road towards the lead. And after a long time of being pounded on by her opponent, the shark was eager to get some much needed payback.

The dull, flat surface of the chair smacked into Makie's head, and stars danced across the girl's vision as she was sent stumbling backward, dropping her own chair as her hands came up to her ringing skull. Dazed, she almost lost her balance, though her vision swirling a little right now wasn't helping matters.

Through that vision, though, she saw Mako get back up and lunge at her. She didn't even have time to defend herself before both of Mako's boots slammed into her chest. "UGHH!" she gasped, the air erupting from her lungs as she was sent crashing onto her back. She groaned a little, her chest rising and falling as she was suddenly at Mako's mercy once again...

Mako's drop kick sent her opponent flying backwards to the ground. However, it hurt the shark as well as she landed on her back. This cement, not the ring, she was landing on, after all. Her shoulder and back were stinging, but luckily her head hadn't hit the floor. If she had the shark might've backed out. Regardless of the pain, though, Mako would crawl around and over to her seemingly KOed opponent.

"Ugh...count it, ref!" the shark would shout as she laid across her opponent's body and hooked a leg. Her breasts would press down on top of Makie's well sized pair, which Mako really enjoyed feeling. Despite her small size, Makie had some rather large tits that were slightly revealed by the heart shaped opening in her attire. Plus one piece showed off some cleavage, too. Mako felt compelled to get a little frisky, but resisted because she'd rather win the match than try to get lucky. So for now she'd focus on winning, and after she'd try getting her number.

Makie's eyes were closed as she was left breathing hard, Mako's earlier drop kick leaving her out of breath. To make matters worse, she had landed on the hard concrete, the hard impact sending pain jarring up her back and momentarily stunning her. She seemed barely able to fight back as Mako crawled atop her for a cover and hooked a leg, the motion causing their orbs to press together.

In an instant, the ref girl began the countdown. "ONE...TWO..."

Gasping, Makie twisted her body up sharply, getting a shoulder off the mat. She was still visibly hurting, but the Hurricane wasn't out of the match yet.