Chance for glory! Chelsea vs GASTER

Chelsea thought she had control of the match again but once again she felt GAATER fighting to turn and grab her legs using them for leverage as she attempted to try and turn and force her into another pinning position. Though she was quickly thrown back Chelsea attempted to try and force herself to the side to stop the pin as soon as possible.

Cursing under her breathe as she turned off her back to avoid the pin she would try and squeeze in her head again or grab part of her face to stop her from breaking out.

GASTER would manage to pin her redheaded foe in a second...only for the pin to be quickly broken up, and for Chelsea to turn the Shadow Lord back onto her back, squeezing at her head once more, while Chelsea attempted to grab at her mask!

"Owwwwgh...h-hey! Stop! No!"

GASTER would grab at her foe's prying hands, desperate to keep her mask unmoved. With adrenaline from fear, she quickly found one more way to escape from the headscissors...involving one other type of pin.

Lifting her legs upwards, the Shadow Lord would hook them around her rival's shoulders in order to roll her forward. Once her shoulders were pinned, the Shadow Lord would keep her foe's legs around her head for leverage, trapping Chelsea in a Victory Roll pin!

Chelsea was mostly going for the mask for one principle reason, masked wrestlers hated having there masks removed. And she knew that above all else this chick had a character she liked to protect, something she would work to mess up and probably scare the crap out of her foe. Though just as she felt she was actually getting ahold of it she was suddenly hooked by her legs and Chelsea found herself shifting backwards and onto her back. Her arms stuck.

“How the heck!” Chelsea muttered before trying to break free but a bit disorganized she still couldn’t quite match herself out of place. And the ref started the count soon after

”ONE!”

"Mwahahahaha! To the abyss with you!", GASTER would gloat as she stuck her foe in a difficult to escape pin, as the referee's hand went down a second time:

"TWO!"

Chelsea was still struggling to break free and trying to free herself before the count happened. But just a second before she kicked at GASTER’s head and forced herself free from the pinfall she heard a disturbing sound.

”THREE!”

The count had gone through Chelsea rolled out looking at the ref as if she had just made some mistake but if there was one the ref wouldn’t care for it as the bell rang shortly afterward. Chelsea looking around dumbfounded.

What Chelsea didn't notice was that the Shadow Lord had rolled the two of them quite close to the ropes, and a side of the ring where the Shadow Lord's sister was skulking about, ready to help her sister at the drop of the hat...

...and that moment came now.

Right at the second count, right as the redhead was too preoccupied with kicking out, and ref counting the third count, Alice would sneak her way onto the apron, and push downwards on Chelsea's foot, making it harder for her rival to kick out!

And once the count was done, Alice would quickly sneak back to the ringside area, ref not noticing her as she called for the bell...with Alice wearing a massive smile on her face.

GASTER meanwhile, was just as dumbfounded as Chelsea:

"Um...ah...mwahaha...ha?"

Not even sure of how to taunt her rival, she simply sat down, the moment slowly getting to her that she managed to win the match for Summer Splash for herself and her sister!