Tension Elimination Chamber Match

Ryo had little choice but to go along with what Leah wanted, feeling dazed and hazy as he was pulled up to his feet. The heavy impact of her hips smacking into him had him off balance, seeing spots in his vision, and that made him the perfect limp sandbag for Leah to set in the position she wanted.

The next thing he knew, he was up in the air, getting a brief vision of the cage and the crowd beyond it...before everything started to spin, the boy just getting his senses back in time for the spinning to get faster, everything becoming a blur, making him dizzy, feeling his stomach groan, a bit of nausea in his throat...before it all stopped, and he was dropped, power bombed onto his back, the last thing he felt was the back of his head smacking onto the mat...and then darkness.

The crowd was watching with baited breath, as the Speedo Prince, the last male standing in the match, was pinned, legs hooked tight over his shoulders, the ref counting out.

"Two!"

She yelled, raising her hand up a third time, Ryo's fans hoping to see the teen kick out...

"Three!"

only to let out a disappointed sigh as it was not to be. Ryo's reserves were spent, he was done, and Leah's last attack proved too much for him to handle. Leah's own fans applauded and cheered for her, proud of her achievement, as the announcement was made.

"Ryo Kamiya has been Eliminated!"

The side of the chamber was opened, and after using some smelling salts to awaken the boy, the ref helped him roll his way out of the cage, the defeated, and possibly concussed boy weakly and dizzly attempting to get back in the ring before it was explained that he had gotten pinned, and, with the assistance of a couple trainers, he hobbled his way to the back, leaving the final two women in the ring to see who would conquer the steel structure!

Meanwhile, from the sidelines, Mako was getting herself ready to rumble again. It took a little longer than she'd like, but thanks to coming out last, the shark had a much easier time bouncing back than the others would have. Eventually, Mako would prop herself on the top rope, and have a good view of Leah eliminating Ryo. On one hand, it was sad that Ryo got eliminated by someone other than the shark. On the other, Mako had never fought Leah before so it'd be fun to try out something new! She wouldn't blindside the kid, though. Mako wanted to do this right. As soon as Ryo slowly rolled out of the ring with assistance, the predator would give her prey a shout out to be a fair sport.

"Hah! Nice job, kid. I'll be honest...I did not think you'd make it to the end...so...since it's just me and you now...let's see who's the toughest chick in this cage!" Mako would say to the shorter blonde. The shark didn't give her opponent too much time to respond, though. Shortly after she finished speaking Mako would launch herself over the top rope like a vault and charge at the cutie. As a thank for that suplex, dropkick combo...she planned to swing around Leah last second and hit her with a nice and fast Release German Suplex!

Leah balled up as much as she could, keeping her sitout pin as tight as she could possibly make it. Ryo had been a tough opponent to keep down, even if he hadn't mounted too much of a comeback against her. She could feel it though, this was it! When the third count hit, she waited for the confirmation of the elimination before breaking up the pin, flopping back to lay across the mat with a joyful laugh. She had got him, finally!

The blond took a moment to breath, glancing over the Tho who seemed out of it… she must have got him really good with that powerbomb. Sitting herself up, she scooted back to allow the staffer past, roaming eyes falling onto Mako. This was it. The last opponent. All she had to do was beat one more person and she had her title shot.

With a small groan she lurched forward, pushing her fingers to the mat to slowly rise. She wasn't in the best of shape. The beating she took earlier, the killer elbow drop on Dasher, and all the effort it took to put Ryo away had left her visibly exhausted. She gave the other woman a small nod as they hadn't done anything yet to warrant disrespect in her eyes.

"Thanks." Leah gave a small smile, arching her back to give it a soft pop. She expected a slow start into the match again but when Mako jumped the ropes in came charging she let out a panicked gasp. She backpedaled on the mat, raising her hands up to meet the woman, unprepared. Has Mako rushed her head on, there was no doubt she could have gotten the upper hand, but as the shark tried to slip past the blond rookie, she sured up her footing as she stopped.

Arms wrapped around her waist, familiar moves to her, she knew what was coming. Kicking a leg back, she entangled one of Mako's with her own, grounding her to the other woman to block the suplex. Leah clamped a hand down on one of Mako's wrists, trying to pry herself free while throwing a blind elbow strike back behind her to attempt to clip the Shark to make her give up her grip. "Let go!"

Mako was pretty surprised when Leah used her leg to keep herself hooked onto the shark. She kinda didn't expect that the smaller woman would be able to stop her attack. Honestly, that may have been underestimating the blondie. She did it towards a lot of opponents, regardless Mako knew she really had to stop doing that with this one. Leah had already eliminated Ryo and Dasher. And while eliminating that jack-ass Dasher was kind of a group effort, Mako still gave it to the shortie for the most part. That made her somewhat jealous since she wanted to beat that jerk herself, but that had nothing to do with anything so the shark had already stopped thinking like that. Right now, all Mako really cared about on was coming out on top!

So of course she didn't simply give up on suplexing the smaller woman. Mako would actually try to lift Leah two more times but she couldn't manage to unhook the adorable blonde. Honestly, the shark was wasting her energy by doing this. She really had to be less stubborn and think of a new plan. This gave Leah plenty of time to go on the counter attack, though. Already grabbing Mako's wrist she'd try prying herself free before swinging her arm back. The blondie's elbow connected with the shark's jaw hard. It was a good hit, it even made the chamber spin around a little.

At this point Mako gave in and released Leah. Unwrapping her arms around the woman, she'd back up a step. However, since her opponent had a grip on her wrist, Mako would try to use that to her advantage. Attempting to grab Leah's hand she'd try to swing the blonde around. If successful, Mako would try to pull her opponent back towards her while extending her leg up. This way, she could go for a short arm bicycle kick to Leah's chest! Normally Mako would've gone for the head, but she wasn't certain there'd be enough room to get her leg up that high in time. So instead of possibly botching it up, the shark went for a lower target hoping to knock the air out of the cutie's chest!

Leah had been going full tilt in this match since she had made the mistake of trying to go toe to toe with Dasher all on her own. There was no real debating that if she had played the match safer she would have been in a far better position but as it stood, she was left to pick up the pieces she had set on the table. So when Mako had caught her dead to rights, all she could do was hang on for dear life.

Like a gassed boxer, she clinched the German suplex using her leg as the only tether that was keeping them linked up. Would being suplexed now end her? Likely not, but a veteran like Mako no doubt just needed that bit of momentum to start dominating her. She couldn't give her an inch, not so long as she could help it.

It was a risk to throw back an elbow, had she missed it could have easily been used to take her off balance. The hard slap of bone drilling the side of Mako's head got a road from the crowd, just as any solid hit would. She could feel that fire of hope ignite, building up inside her. She could do this, she was going to do this!

As Mako released her she started to turn around only to find herself assisted. A strong grip on her wrist, pulling her to about face with a snappy rip cord motion that found her footing fumbling, unprepared to meet the shark on her terms. The bicycle kick that was waiting for her connected full on, digging into her chest with a mutter this, snapping her upper body backwards to the mat. She landed hard, rolled backwards up onto her shoulders, legs draped over top of her so her backside was prominent displayed as the flaps of her tasteful dress fluttered down to rest along her back and down over her navel.

A wild grin appeared on Mako's as she struck the cute little blondie. The shark's bare foot drove itself into Leah's chest with all the force that she could muster despite having less room to wind up her kick. The powerful blow worked perfectly as she it sent the woman flying backwards. The  badass predator would make a mental note to check up with Leah later, though. After all, a kick to her chest must've really hurt her breasts. She wouldn't say sorry or anything like that. This was a match after all. If she didn't hit Leah as hard as she possibly could just because it would 'hurt a lot', then it'd be like disrespecting the blondie. If anyone tried that with the shark...well she might actually try to kill them. So, to Mako, just checking with the shortie was more than enough.

Now, it was worth mentioning that while the shark watched her opponent tumble, she was pretty impressed. Like most of the smaller fighters she'd seen, Leah's small body made tumbling seem more theatrical. Where bigger fighters dropped like logs, the smaller ones were like bouncy balls. You never knew what to expect when they got knocked off their feet. So seeing the shortie fly backwards before crashing was pretty amusing. The fact that Leah landed in the position she did was the best part. Her legs were actually up by her head, and her backside was sticking up in the air. Needless to say this was the sort of erotic position that Mako would have lunged herself at like a cheetah would to bring down a gazelle. But, this wasn't the time for that. Mako was going to take this seriously. Maybe if this was a hentai match, or even a standard match with nothing too serious on the line, then she would have absolutely gone wild with this. But right now a title shot was on the line. Sex could happen any day of the week, but chances like this were pretty rare to be honest.

So Mako would quickly take advantage of the fact that Leah was down on her shoulders by jumping on her. Going right over Leah to sit down on the back of her thighs, the shark would go for a pin attempt while holding down her opponent's wrists! If successful Mako would keep her eyes glued on the blonde. She had a cocky look on her face showing that she was hoping that this would be it! Also, there was just a hint of excitement that was a bit lustful. Just because she wasn't trying anything, it didn't mean that Mako was unaware of the fact that she was sitting on Leah in a somewhat erotic way. So it shouldn't be surprising that the shark was looking at Leah in such a dirty way as she tried to keep the blondie pinned for a three count!

"Uughn…" Leah let out a soft groan as she remained in a tangled up ball on the mat, chest burning as if someone had rammed a white hot brand right into her. Her frame gave a small twitch, squirming in protest to the unnatural position she was in, but her weight was distributed in such a way the slight movements did nothing to rectify that. The embarrassment of her current predicament really wasn't on her mind, no, the pain and uncomfortableness had taken center stage to be sure.

Before she had time to consider a better attempt at flopping herself over, her legs were pushed down harder, shoulders shoved into the mat by added weight. She let out a small hot exhale as her body compounded upon itself with Mako now weighing her down. Her first instinct was to throw up her a ms and try to hit the Shark, but even before they had raised up off the mat they had been captured in the other woman's grasp.

Deadlocked, she struggled to keep her arms up but found herself unable to fight Mako's strength given her newfound leverage and within seconds she was being well and truly pinned. The referee had been watching closely, waiting until both of Leah's shoulders were fully down before starting the count.

"One!"

She was so tired. She could just let it end here and rest… it would be so easy. Leah had done pretty well to land herself in this match, better still to make it this far as a rookie. Was there really any shame to be had in losing now? She closed her eyes, sighing softly.

"Two!"

She wasn't losing though… she was giving up. That wasn't the same thing. She could feel the small place Felicia had missed her on the forehead as if something had burrowed there, wracking her head. Her friend had believed in her. Leah had done everything to avenge the woman in helping to take out Dasher… but was that enough?

No.

Leah let out a sudden scream, eyes snapping open as she fought back. Her shaking arms tucking inward as they remained pinned, getting them closer to her chest for when she finally rallied her strength. With a hard twist she threw her weight to the side enough to get a shoulder up, stalling the count just before the official's hand hit the mat by mere centimeters!

Her muscles flared, body tensing as she kicked her legs out hard enough to try and straight up throw Mako off of her before flopping over onto her side and continuing to roll onto her front. She laid there for a moment, panting hard, wide eyed with determination. Raising a fist up, she pounded the mat, once, twice… starting a beating rhythm. After only a few moments the crowd seemed to understand, clapping their hands and banging their seats together in time with her until she had stopped and left the arena to continue on their own with the thunderous beating of the drum.

Her shoulders jerked up roughly as she found the strength to push herself to a crouch, then rise further still on shaky legs to stand. Eyes narrowed as she turned to face Mako, panting exhaustedly as she stared the other woman down with an edge of seriousness that had been lacking before. If Beowulf was watching from the back, he may have just shed a tear.

There was something funny about pin counts. This, of course, being what Mako hated the most about them. The thing was, whenever someone was nearly certain that they had won the match, that would mess with their head if someone suddenly kicked out at two. And there was no way to avoid getting their hopes up. When all that stands between a victor is three quick counts, the sudden suspense made it impossible for fighters to remain calm. Mako really thought she had it.

…until she didn’t…

Leah would let out a scream as she forced Mako off her to the side with not even a second to spare. The shark, of course, was dumbstruck by the sudden turn of events. After experiencing this shocking display of willpower from Leah, Mako would lay there panting loudly on her back. She should be pretty damn pissed. After coming so close it was killing her to have come up short. However, even Mako couldn’t help but respect and admire Leah’s determination. The kid was a pretty tough cookie. Being called such a thing actually made an odd amount of sense considering just how cute was Leah.

“Heh…well done…Blondie…” Mako would chuckle while trying to catch her breath. Slowly but surely she’d pick herself up. Doing a kip up was a bit too ambitious, so the shark just got up like a normal person. Groaning a bit as her aching joints stung as she slowly got on her knees. Then, Mako powered through it and stood up on two feet. As she managed that, Leah finished doing the same thing. Looking at her opponent’s eyes, Mako could see that the woman was completely serious. This was kinda weird since Leah was so bubbly and fun at all times. However, the could only smile at the sight. Knowing how much this kid wanted to win made her heart race. So…Mako didn’t bother saying something cool or cocky. She didn’t want to ruin this mood. Also…she had nothing to say.

So, since she was actually at a loss for words for once, Mako just went for it. Smirking as she suddenly lunged, the shark would try to run at Leah and jump at the last second. She did so many kicks that a punch might actually catch the blond cutie off guard. So, Mako would go for a superman punch, although she’d use her forearm instead of her fist. There was no real reason for this. Honestly, Mako was just going off instinct. So the reason for this change might just be from using forearm and elbow strikes more than actual punches. Whatever the reason, Mako could smell blood in the water. And it was driving her into a frenzy!

Every exhale felt heavy, like the weight of her breathing threatened to collapse her body inward. She wanted this so bad but to say her own determination was what empowered how now would be untrue. It was the thought of all the people looking towards her expectantly to make a stand here and come away as number one contender. She had people rooting for her, ones that were dear to her, she couldn't let them down while she was this close.

Her body started moving before she gave it any thought, the sight of Mail charging her. Awakening something primal and fierce. Running on instinct alone she dipped her head, veering off just slightly to the side to slipp below the sweeping forearm, dashing past the woman towards the far end of the ring. Her clumsy uneven steps leveled out into a full throttle run as she turned to hit the ropes hard against her back.

She came off the ropes hot, bolting full tilt back towards Mako with the folds of her dress billowing as she pulled her arms and legs. Her shoulders lowered as she leaned into the run, commiting to that final moment where her feet kicked off the ground and launched her forward like a missile, attempting to harpoon the shark with a massive spear to bring her to the mat.

Mako was kinda shocked as she flew through the air. The reason being is because instead of hitting Leah in the face, she whiffed harder than she'd ever done before. Then blonde cutie had evaded the shark's strike and charged past her as she remained airborne. This caught Mako completely off guard, and this caused her to stumble a bit as her feet came back down on the canvas. Struggling to regain her balance took up a few seconds that she couldn't afford to waste.

Leah had already ran all the way across the squared circle before bouncing back off the ropes. Then, while she was sprinting full speed at her opponent, Mako would turn herself around just in time to receive what could only be described as Leah's best impression of a missile. For some weird reason, the shark was getting flash backs Luigi in ssbu as the blondie speared her down on the ring with a thunderous impact. Her shoulder drilled Mako's abs much harder than one would think was possible for her small frame. Regardless, she pounded the shark so hard that it felt like a bus had just hit her. Gasping for air after the collision, Mako was finding it pretty difficult to recover. She couldn't even make a funny comment to praise Leah's tenacity. When she got a second, though, Mako would definitely tell the cute how awesome that spear of her's was.