Nanami Tomonari vs. Jessica Wright: No Holds Barred

The sound of Jessica's body crashing into the steel stairs was something that Nanami enjoyed, but it took quite a bit of her strength, considering that the Violent Violet was quite heavily-built and pretty heavy. As Jessica rolled off the steps, Nanami took her time to catch her breath, leaning against the ring apron, her muscles aching after executing the move earlier. Then, she would look back at Jessica and grab her by her hair again, yanking her up in the roughest way possible she could muster.

And then, Nanami would try to put her in a front headlock, making sure that the woman was trapped in the hold. Still feeling winded after lifting her up earlier, Nanami would take some time to catch her breath, thinking that her opponent was in no shape to fight back. After all the attacks earlier, Nanami was certain that Jessica would pose no threat for her, a notion that she believed wholeheartedly.

Her head ached. Her back ached. Everything was pain. It felt like she had been shot out of a cannon ball into a rock quarry, and then blown up by a thousand tons of dynamite. Blood was dripping into her eyes now. She was sure that the crowd just loved this. They loved to hate her. Jessica had done terrible things in terrible ways, and now everything that she had done was coming home to roost. She lay there, contemplating the things she had done, agonized, on the harsh concrete floor.

But she had done other things. Great things. Beaten women using nothing but her own strength, and wit, and burning desire to seize victory. Jessica galvanized herself, trying to tighten up mentally before the next attack came. The next attack was coming, she was absolutely sure of it. One of the few things remaining was where it was coming from, and Jessica soon found out.

Nanami grabbed her hair, and Jessica steadied herself. She knew that she would have very few shots at this, and she was in a ton of pain. If Nanami did what she wanted to do, that may have been the swan song for her. So Jessica resolved to not let that be the swan song for her. When Jessica was all the way to her feet, she brought her elbow forward. With all of the force she could muster, she sent it back, hoping to elbow Nanami right in the gut.

Nanami was prepared to drop herself with Jessica, slamming her head down into the floor with a DDT. She was certain that it ought to be more painful if it was done outside compared to inside the ring. She was sure that at the moment, she was dominating her foe, not thinking of the possibility of Jessica turning things around in her favor.

And she paid for it as she received an elbow strike right into her gut. "HUORGH!!"

When she finally realized her error, it was already too late. With her eyes widened and air expelled out of her lungs, her hold around Jessica's head slackened. While she did not let go of her foe in spite of the sudden attack, her hold had already been weakened that it would be easy for Jessica to free herself from the hold and exact vengeance upon her. And at the moment, Nanami was too rattled to do anything, and things didn't seem too good for the relative newbie.

There it was. A break. It was not much of a gap, but it was something that Jessica could exploit. And exploit she did, thrusting against Nanami with all of her might as she pushed to get away from her opponent. The move worked, and now Jessica had free movement. When she stood upright, it was easy to see the pain in her face. But it was far easier to see her anger, her burning passion, and her defiance.

Despite the ache in her head, Jessica advanced. She had been on the downward spiral for the past few moves, and it was past time for her to start getting back into it. The first step forward was a shaky one, and she was unsure if she could remain standing throughout her assault. After a few more steps, Jessica found herself on very firm ground.

And if you were anyone other than Jessica Wright, that was not where you wanted Jessica to be. Before she really got going, she was going to have to warm Nanami up a bit, so to speak. She sent a massive punch towards Nanami's gut, hoping to soften her up enough for the other attacks to come.

Now that Jessica had freed herself, Nanami tried to keep her balance. With her belly aching like hell after being elbowed earlier, she doubled over, trying to recover from the strike. It was such a rookie mistake to be so careless.

When Jessica got away from her hold, Nanami took a few steps back, hoping that she could get herself a bit of time to recover and prepare herself for anything Jessica would throw at her.

But, she wasn't prepared for a powerful punch right into her gut, and considering that her stomach still hurting from the elbow strike earlier, Nanami felt like her innards were being scrambled and rearranged. "BUORGHHH!!" She was even lifted a few inches off the floor due to the punch, and after taking the punch, Nanami fell towards Jessica. She had difficulty breathing due to this punch, and she knew that Jessica was just starting. Things would get much worse for Nanami after this.

Jessica loved this particular feeling. Punching, of course, was a ton of fun for her. But more than that, she loved the feeling that the other woman felt it, and it was incredibly obvious that Nanami truly felt. Not only did the punch lift the woman off of the ground completely, but it had caused the woman to double. While she was beaming with pride due to the fact that her punch temporarily freed Nanami from the bonds of the earth, she was looking to get her head down.

And even better, Nanami was falling towards her. Quickly, Jessica moved to turn around. From there, she would try to loop her head around Nanami's head. Jessica cinched in the hold as tightly as she could, not because she was going for some prolonged choke. No, far from it. The Violent Violet moved forward, taking great long strides to get Nanami as off balance as she possibly could.

And when she felt she reached the perfect spot, she came straight down. It was a running bulldog, and she loved this particular combo. Jessica was bringing the one-two that was hard to stop. And when it landed on the mat, it was quite the blow to sustain. She could not even imagine what it would feel like on the harsh concrete floor of the arena...

Nanami's mind was frazzled after taking the vicious punch into her gut, and she could offer little to no resistance when Jessica wrapped her arm around her head. Still too dazed to do anything but still quite aware enough that she was in great danger, Nanami tried to pull herself out of the headlock, but was unable to do anything as the Violent Violet dragged her off as she advanced forward. "Nnngh... rrghhh..." she weakly pawed on Jessica's waist and hip as she was forced to walk while Jessica dragged her.

And then, Jessica dropped herself, bringing Nanami down with a running bulldog. Nanami could only scream when she was forcefully brought down onto the floor without her having control over herself before she was smashed face first onto the hard floor. The sickening sound of the impact of her face hitting the floor made most who were watching this match flinch.

"Uuunnghh..." Moaning weakly, Nanami was on the cold floor outside the ring, feeling sharp pain right on her forehead. She couldn't see it yet, but her white hachimaki that was wrapped around her head was stained with blood.

Jessica felt it. When she landed on the floor, a shockwave from her butt all the way up her spine. The Violent Violet winced, as the pain moved throughout her body. She stood up, and her purple eyes were cast downwards upon the woman that she had just slammed onto the floor. No doubt, Nanami had gotten the worst of it. Good. That was exactly the plan, and even worse pains would soon be heaped upon her.

Reckoning that she had bought herself some time, Jessica slowly walked over to the ring. She was recovering from a litany of blows herself, and took the time to let her body heal. The Violent Violet reached the apron, and dug around under it. Her long arms groped through the darkness.

And what emerged from the darkness was a truly terrible weapon. Fire extinguisher. She weighed it in her hand as she walked back to Nanami. It was quite substantial, she felt, and would surely leave a nasty bruise or two for tomorrow. As she strode back, the crowd moved to their feet, ready to see what was going to happen next.

She grabbed the thing by the nozzle, and swung it down with all of the force she could muster. Poor little Nanami's spine was going to face the full extent of it, if she did not manage to get out of the way in time. And Jessica was hoping that she did not get out of the way in time, very badly.

Groaning on the floor, Nanami felt like her head was spinning after getting her head slammed harshly on the hard floor. She brought her hands to the floor, planning to push herself up so that she could get up. But, her body felt so weak after taking all those attacks from Jessica, and she needed some time to recover in order to regain her strength. And from the look of it, Jessica wasn't done with her yet. She needed to recover as fast as she could before the Violent Violet could move in with her next devastating move.

Nanami couldn't see what her opponent was doing at the moment, and she was too focused on her own recovery to find out. Her head was throbbing painfully, and she could feel that she might have been injured from the vicious running bulldog to the floor. Still, she believed that she could recover in time to get back on her feet and exact revenge on her merciless foe.

But, Jessica seemed to find what she was actually looking for: a fire extinguisher. Nanami didn't realize it yet, but when she heard the reaction of the crowd, she glanced over her shoulder while she was still on her stomach. When she saw what Jessica had in her hands, her eyes widened in horror. It looked like Jessica was planning to drive that thing right into her back, aiming for her spine.

"N-no! No no no no!!" Nanami cried out, desperately trying to crawl away from Jessica, but her body was still sluggish, and the Violent Violet drove the fire extinguisher right onto her spine. "AAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!" For a moment, she saw nothing but whiteness in her vision, and it felt like her poor body had been snapped in half. And then, she slumped on the floor, body twitching after taking the fire extinguisher on her back. She had lost her clarity and capacity to think at the moment, leaving her under the mercy of her merciless opponent.

Jessica had heard the sound of many different weapons hitting people's bodies. Chairs, whips, even baseball bats were all par for the course. But this was the first time that Jessica had heard a fire extinguisher hit somebody. To be perfectly honest, Jessica was pretty disappointed. It was not the harsh clang of a chair slamming against a skull, nor was it the meaty thud of a baseball bat sinking into someone's stomach. The sound that emanated around the arena was a dull and wet smack, and it left Jessica wanted for more.

So she got more. She lifted the fire extinguisher up, ready to bring it back down again, when she noticed a hissing noise. Jessica looked up to find that the terrible force of the blow had thrown the fire extinguisher out of whack. It looked like it was all going to come out.

Then an awful idea struck Jessica. She brought it back down to about her waist, and aimed the nozzle at her opponent. The Violent Violet unleashed the cold concoction that was in the fire extinguisher all over Nanami. Ice cold gas pierced the air, as the flame retardant burst forth all over the downed woman.

It took all of Jessica restraint not to make some silly pun about chilling out. She was sure that Nanami, along with everyone else was getting the message. Once she was quite satisfied with how much of the cold gunk she sprayed, she chucked the extinguisher at her opponent. That ought to have been the exclamation mark on the humiliation.