Fright Fight - Belinda Northman Vs. Ouka Shumisen II: Nightmare Factory Match

Preceded by: Open Challenge for the Co-Hardcore Championship
Followed by: Isabella Snow Vs. Nanael Marx - Hell in a Cell





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Match type:The Nightmare Factory Match
Rules: No-holds-barred, match takes places in a low-lit boiler room, with various tools and standard wrestling weapons scattered about, as well as there being many wet patches around, leaky pipes...etc.
Winning conditions: Victory is obtained only by earning a pinfall and escaping the boiler room (even if your opponent earns a pinfall before you escape, you don't have to score a second pinfall to escape yourself)

When Ouka decided to leave the match choice up to the officials in management, she'd figured they put her and Belinda in something kind simple, like a Costume Based match, or even a Halloween Themed Street fight where the ring was surrounded by pumpkins, prop gravestones, and maybe some other laughable but entertaining weapons around the ring. This however, was something straight out of a horror flick.

She and Belinda were going to fight in some shabby boiler room, stepping into the room, already she was beginning to sweat with the humidity looming in the room, like some kind of ominous presence lurking in the shadows. This match had no rules, the only thing that matter was holding down Belinda to pin her to the floor for a good three count and then exit the boiler room. But then laid the other problem, the low light and apparent maze like room was going to be a bitch in a half trying to find a goddamn exit. It also didn't help that Ouka wasn't even sure if Belinda or the ref girl were in the room, let alone where to find them!

"Helloooooooo?" Ouka called out as she started walking around, trying to find anyone else in the boiler room as she stepped through some puddles caused by the leaking pipes from above.

This was a big night, Belinda was about to have her second match at Fright Fight. Having partaken in last years spectacle where she managed to beat Annabelle in a match where the two of them had dressed up as Pokémon. This time though, it seemed as if the match had a lot more of a serious and gloomy tone towards it.

She was in the dimly lit boiler room already, standing by the referee as they awaited the redhead to appear so that she and Ouka could get it on. There were cameras scattered about in the humid and rather hot environment. A boiler room, practically lifted straight of Nightmare on Elm's street. It truly was the Nightmare factory where they would fight, other than that it was a regular boiler room match? Sure it was more dimly lit, poorly managed and there were wet patches here and there from leaky pipes. Belinda even thought she had seen a steam leak while walking to the starting area with the ref-girl.

Dressed in her Yellow and Blue attire, the Swede rolled her shoulders and cranked her neck to the right. She would narrow her eyes when she heard the voice of Ouka echo through the area. After a few seconds the black cald woman came into vision and Belinda would step up to meet her halfway. The referee getting right between them before they could start fighting to just give them a quick once over on the rules.

"You're late. I almost thought you weren't going to show." Belinda let out as she eyed her equally sized rival.

There was a light that Ouka followed, it lead her to a kinda open area of the room as Ouka let out a low sigh of relief. She was beginning to think she had walked into an actual nightmare and there was something stalking her from the shadows. Seeing the ref girl and Belinda, her look of unease turned into a smirk of confidence now that her rival was in front of her. "And miss my chance to kick your ass and leave you hanging in here? Ha! Not even in your dreams." Ouka fired back as she stood across of the Swede, the ref girl between them as she explained the special rules of this match.

To Ouka, there was nothing special besides trying to find her way out of here after being down Belinda.

Getting into a brawling stance, it was going to be the first stage to over come, pounding Belinda into oblivion until she couldn't even think about stopping her from leaving. Not like she had a choice in the matter. When the ref girl would start their match, Ouka wasn't going to waste any time with feeling out Belinda, she already did that last match enough to know that a lock up was only going to lead to another test of strength that both unyielding women would refuse to budge on.

So she decided to open the match up with something big, racing at Belinda before leaping into the air, trying to nail her with a surprise Super (Wo)Man punch!

Belinda's nostrils flared a little when Ouka let out those words in her cocky voice. She only looked forward to proving Ouka wrong tonight and show the redhead just who she was messing with. The Swede would keep her attention on Ouka as the referee spoke about the rules of the match. She knew them well enough already, only thing she needed to do was to pin Ouka....then find a way to escape.

The Swede would raise her arms, ready to go. She was locked and loaded! She narrowed her eyes and watched as Ouka stepped forward! Charging at her, Belinda was more than ready for Ouka as the black clad redhead came in hastily and leaped towards her.

Belinda would duck to the side to narrowly avoid the Super (Wo)Man Punch. Ducking to the side to escape that punch, Belinda would try and move in behind Ouka. She'd try and slip her arms up underneath Ouka's armpits and clasp them against Ouka's neck. Attempting to trap her rival in a tightly locked full nelson, pressing her generous rack up against the woman's back.

Ouka went soaring through the air, trying to take Belinda by surprise and smash the hell out of her cheek with the violent punch. But sudden did not equal to successful as Belinda managed to barely avoid the violent blow. "Tch!" Ouka growled out as her Swede rival quickly moved around her, wrapping her arms underneath her armpits and wrapped around to lock her hands on the back of her neck, locking in a full nelson!

Feeling the breasts of Belinda pushing into her back as she tried to force her head down and squeeze her shoulder blades together, Ouka gritted her teeth as she fought against the hold, fighting against Belinda's arms as she attempted to power her way out of the hold as she stomped around on the damp concrete floor, trying to force herself free!

Belinda manages to slip in behind Ouka as the rash redhead sped into action a bit to quickly for her own mind to keep up it seemed. As such the blond was able to get in behind Ouka and get her rival locked into a tight full nelson hold, pressing down on that head and straining that neck, pushing those shoulder blades together and keeping Ouka well and trapped as she had her generous rack press up against Ouka's back.

The Swede felt Ouka stomp and struggle and do all she could to escape the Swede's grasp, and while it was a tough challenge to keep Ouka locked in. Belinda had the hold clinched tight. Still, she wasn't about to just let Ouka find her way free through her wild brutish struggles, instead Belinda would attempt to lift Ouka up off of her feet, as if she was going to throw her back for a dragon suplex...yet instead the Swede raised Ouka up into the air a bit more, and then tried to drop Ouka down ass first onto the hard floor! Trying to hit Ouka with a full nelson bomb!

Her arms were trapped by Belinda's, it was tight but Ouka knew that she could escape! Their extended test of strength the last time they fought proved to her that they were on equal levels in terms of power. All she needed to do was to exert enough to force Belinda to only be able to force a draw between the two of them during their struggling. However, she could feel Belinda lifting back trying to get her off of her feet!

There was nothing but bad news written all over this boiler room. A text book counter to reversing any suplex of any variation was to hook the leg of the attacker. Keeping herself even with Belinda, she would keep that leg hooked around Belinda's calf, trying to keep herself as straight as she could to prevent Belinda from forcing any moves to go through with leverage!

Belinda struggled with Ouka, she had her trapped in the tight full nelson but as she tried to lift her rival up off of her feet she found herself unable to complete the task, thanks to Ouka wrapping her leg around the young blond's leg. Making lifting Ouka next to impossible. Just like last time the redhead seemed to be a step ahead of what Belinda tried to do. 

The Swede found it difficult, but she got an idea. Using Ouka's tactic against herself and attempt to use the fact that Ouka was just standing on one leg, to try and sweep back Ouka's other leg. Trying to force the redhead to fall front first into the slightly wet and hard floor, attempting to force Ouka to land breast first!

Ouka smiled through her exertion as she put a stop to Belinda's attack, still trying to force her arms free by swinging downwards and force Belinda's grip to break. She wasn't that much off better, trying to balance on one leg as she kept hers wrapped around Belinda's, who became most of her support in standing up ironically. But still Ouka smiled, she could tell that eventually Belinda's grip was going to break and she was going to switch this around on her!

However, things didn't go quite to plan.

With her hampered balance, it was easy for Belinda to take advantage of as she swept her other leg. Ouka's eyes widened as she went barreling forward, right into the wet hard floor with her face! "Guh!" Ouka let out, rattled by the fall!