Tension Elimination Chamber Match

While Leah wasn't the biggest competitor out there, Mako only had a couple inches and give or take thirty pounds on her. Regardless of how small the blond seemed, when she threw her entire body into her blows it made them hard to ignore and even harder to recover from. When she caught the Shark dead on, it brought the pair tumbling to the mat with a loud crash that shook the ring. Her own landing wasn't exactly graceful, but she was firing on all cylinders, pushing out the discomfort and pain to drive onward.

Her initial urge was to mount the woman beneath her and hammer away at her with balled fists, just ravage her like a wild animal. That wouldn't do though. She needed to be smart with her stamina reserves even if she felt invisible right now. With a shove she pushed herself back, rolling onto the balls of her feet in a crouch. Reaching down she grabbed for back of Mako's neck and shoulder, starting to rise and drag the other woman with her.

Leah spread her legs wide for a firm base as she tugged, trying to get her opponent at least to her knees. That would be all the room she would need to try and pull Mako's head between her thighs, leaning down to wrap her arms around her waist. She was setting up again for a powerbomb, looking to take full advantage of the situation. If not stopped by now, she would throw her weight back to flip the other woman up onto her shoulders, preparing to slam her to the mat.

Mako would let out a drawn out groan as she was pulled up by the adorable Leah. Still a bit out of it, the shark decided to allow her opponent to pull her up without resistance. It seemed like a good way to get up without giving that much of her own effort. However, what Leah was preparing next was a bit of a problem for the shark. Honestly, Mako was expecting an aerial to come next. However, the cute blondie was surprising her at every turn. Instead of setting the woman up for a dive, Leah would shove the shark's head between her thighs. Blinking a few times in confusion, Mako would try to squirm free. She couldn't believe that the cutie was actually going for a move that required so much strength. But that's exactly what was happening...and on top of that, it was succeeding. Holding onto the shark tightly, Leah mustered a ton will power, and mixed it with all her strength to lift the bigger badass up onto her shoulders.

Now, Mako could tell she was in big trouble. So out of pure survival instincts, the shark would start clubbing down the top of Leah's head with her right fist. She'd quickly strike her fist down twice on the top of blonde woman's head, before trying to land a third blow and even more after that. As long as she was in the air, she'd keep fighting with all her might until Leah either let her down, or slammed her down hard. So, one way or another, Mako was going down.

With a sweat specked brow Leah ripped Mako up off the canvas, bringing her up and over to perch atop her shoulders to a stunned gasp of onlookers. They had seen the blond rookie just movements ago put away a tension veteran with a powerbomb not unlike this, were they about to see her do it again and steal away the Elimination Chamber match out of nowhere?!

Her body strained as she steadied herself. While Mako wasn't terribly heavy, this had been an exhausting match and unlike her last opponent, the Shark was still capable of fighting back. She stepped to the side, starting to bring the two into a spin, setting up her finisher one last time in hopes of ending things… and a fist impacted her head. Leah staggered in place, nearly losing her footing as Mako rained down blows at her, unable to really protect herself.

She fumbled into the ropes, losing her balance and grip on Mako, unceremoniously dumping the Shark on the outside steel grating. Leah collasped to her knees, awkwardly tangling herself up to dangle between the top and middle ropes, head hung low and dazed as she tried to shake away the wracking pain of having been pummeled senseless.

Mako was lucky. If her punches hadn't made Leah stumble, then the shark would've no doubt be power-bombed. Still, the blondie dumped her over the ropes and caused her to fall down on the metal flooring. That wasn't a fun landing at all judging by from the thud her face made after being planted down hard. Judging from which of her body parts hurt and by just how much they ached, Mako had to say her face took the worst of it. Still, she didn't seem that dazed. Her head was barely ringing. Which was weird, cause that's exactly what sucks the most about face plants did. Seemed like she caught a lucky break. That is...until Mako looked up.

She saw a lot of red. The steel grating of the chamber cut her. Somewhere around her forehead, maybe around the eye brow, hard to tell really. Hell she could be cut in two places for all she knew. The blood was annoying, but it wasn't bothering her eyes too much. It was really only running down one side of her face, so her left eye was completely fine. After wiping away some of her blood with her wrist, the shark would stagger back up onto her feet. Leah was in a similar situation as she held herself up with the ropes. She might not have been bleeding, but she was still a bit foggy from those blows to the head.

Seeing the adorable blonde like this had the same effect as a dinner bell to the shark. Mako saw this as a great chance to strike, so that's exactly what she did. With a quick step of her feet, Mako would attempt to catch Leah off guard with a surprise Super kick to her temple. The plan was to keep Leah's pretty, little head spinning. If she didn't come out of her daze, then Mako could make some time to set up a big move. One she'd use to blow away the final obstacle between herself and victory!

For all the times she had trained with her brother, one might think she would have been more experienced when it came to being pummeled in the head. To her sibling's credit though, for as relentless and rough as he was, he didn't make it a habit of smashing her in the face. It was almost as if he understood restraint… even if he never let that much on. Tangled up in the ropes she was seeing stars however, unable to really make strides to recover as the world around her was spinning.

When Mako came in hot, she would find the young rookie made for the perfect target, unmoving and suspended at just the right height to punish her in this moment of weakness. The impact was immediate and damning, sending the Leah's head snapping backwards with a resounding crack that resonated off the chamber chains.

Her body collapsed backwards into the ring with a heavy this that rattled the grating outside, leaving her splayed out on the canvas. Her bright eyes stared up at the chained ceiling overheard, losing a bit of their shimmer. She didn't seem all there, unmoving save for the faint evidence she was breathing and the light twisltch of her fingertips.

The loud cracking sound that filled the air when a super kick connected always pumped the shark up. There was just something satisfying when Mako heard the THWACK. She didn't even have time to feel bad for Leah getting the full force of it to her face. Mako knew instantly that this was her chance to put the cute blonde away. The shark was huffing as she vaulted over the top rope, but still she fought through the exhaustion and made her way over to where Leah laid out. Grabbing the blondie by her should and one of the straps on her top, Mako would try to lift the adorable woman up while turning her around so she'd be looking down toward the floor once they were standing up.

The crowd was in a fever pitch as they watched the scene play out. Leah's fanbase shouting endless words of encouragement to their idol. While at the same time, Mako's fanbase was doing the same. However, the difference between the two groups was pretty obvious. Mostly that the shark's admirers were far more crass and trying to urge the woman to do something sexual like she normally does. Mako wasn't paying attention to those suggestions, though. All she could think about was winning this match right here and now! She was so focused that for once the shark didn't even think about making any jokes or clever comments. This was her being 100% serious.

So, after trying to force Leah's head between her thighs and hooking her arms back, Mako would attempt to hop up and drive her opponent face first into the mat with an earth shattering pedigree! If she was successful, Mako would use the last of her energy to roll the blondie over and go for a pin! Hooking one of Leah's legs to pull it back, while the shark laid her own thigh over the cute woman's neck/upper-chest. Mako was doing her best to put her opponent in a secure pin, but she'd settle for one that wasn't actually 'bad'. All that she could do now was hold still, and waist for the best when the ref started counting...

Leah stared up at the enclosed cage roofing of the chamber in a daze. The sounds around her all blending together in what sounded more like muffled ambiance than voices. Her normally bright eyes were glossy and still as she lay panting on the canvas. When hands took hold of her, she was heavy dead weight. Barely able to rise on her own, she looked confused and unstable, fumbling as Mako yanked her up. With relative ease she was bent forward allowing the other woman to straddle her head between her thighs.

Knees tucked inward, she could barely stand, only held up by her weight leaned up against Mako and the grip of her arms up behind her as she was positioned for the pedigree. Both women left the mat with a hop before coming down with a crash on Leah's unprotected body, smashing her flat to the mat with a heavy crash. As her arms were released they fell limp to the mat as she lay beneath Mako, face down and unmoving.

As her body was rolled over, arms and legs sprawled out around her, lips slightly parted ways breathed quietly. Her leg was pulled up for the oin, the cloth of her specialized battle dress for the evening silently sliding down her thighs until it rested in folds between them. There was no fight or signs of resistance as her frame was pushed down against the mat under Mako's weight. She had fought her best but in the end she had just run out of gas before the finish line. It was over.

"One!"

"Two!"

"Three!"