SS 19 Tag team Championship - Blazing Blizzard (c) vs. S.A.S

Alice's split second of hesitation was just the window that the blond was looking for, as she took to slamming down the pale rider with a brutal powerbomb! Driving her back first into the canvas for a harsh slam. One that caused Alice to cry out and grab at her own back to try and deal with the pain.

Belinda would huff out and shake her head as she looked over at the downed Pale Rider. Not content with letting her get a chance to recover, she would narrow her eyes at Alice before she'd try and take a hold of the smaller woman's legs, trying to force them in under her armpits. Aiming to pull Alice in and then try and turn and step over the pale rider as she sought to lock in a Boston Crab submission hold on her.

Chelsea’s hold remained despite GASTER’s screams. Wanting to make sure that she was keeping her at an all fine painful high. The masked wrestler started to shake and free herself or turn her but Chelsea wouldn’t just allow that instead turning to face her foe and trying to stop her, letting it go but trying to stomp on her back.

“You thought my powers could be used against me!? Your mind is more foolish then even I had thus assumed! I shall make you suffer for such an insolent thought.”. Chelsea would add trying to grab her by the hair and pull her up and into a simple German suplex.

As Alice writhed on her back, holding her spine with her hand, Belinda was not going to give her any quarter, grabbing at her legs, and trying to turn the smaller lady onto her front, while sitting down on her back, in order to use her legs and bend her body into a C shape with a Boston Crab!

"Agh! No!", Alice protested, resisting Belinda's motion, trying to turn in the opposite direction to her rival...but her size and strength disadvantages were at play once more, in addition to her spine still burning from the Powerbomb. No matter how much she resisted, the Shooting Star simply had the physical advantage to turn her rival onto her back, successfully locking in the Crab!

"GWAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!!!"

Boston Crab was already painful enough, but coming out right after her spine was painfully driven into the mat...

Needless to say, the Pale Rider was in a world of hurt.

In the other side of the ring, however, "the Bright Lord" was letting go off her hold to make sure she wouldn't counter, but stomping on her back to cause one last bit of hurt on her fellow masked wrestler...

"Mmmgh...Gyah!", she would growl at the pain in her spine...before letting out a high-pitched yelp as she was picked up by her hair, seized from the back with a waistlock...and swiftly pulled up into the air for a German Suplex!

But rather than land on her shoulders, GASTER would twist a little bit further in the air to land on her legs and knees, quickly racing to her feet before Chelsea did in order to seize her from the back with a waistlock of her own. In her rotation, she saw Alice trapped in a Boston Crab, so her plan in her head was clear:

"Then I'll make your suffering even more painful than that!"

With that, GASTER would lift Chelsea up into the air, throwing her backwards with a German Suplex of her own, looking to throw the redhead into Belinda to force the blonde to topple over and break the hold!

Being the stronger and bigger woman was something that helped Belinda out as she would locked Alice into a painful Boston Crab submission hold. Locking her rival into a hold where she could make use of that already hurting spine, bending Alice into a C shape as she locked in the hold.

Though as she was busy keeping the Pale rider in this hold, she wasn't exactly prepared for what came next. Seeing As Chelsea seemed to be in control she didn't think that GASTER would be able to turn things around on her Tag Partner, until she did, lifting Chelsea up and throwing her right into the Shooting Star who's eyes widened as Chelsea frame crashed into hers, causing Belinda to fall right off of Alice and onto her side, taking the brunt of the impact for sure as she was used as a cushion for her tag partner.

Chelsea tossed her back. Moving to stand up again she was soon caught up by another pair of hands. She didn’t really see who tossed her up until she was coming down on Belinda, and she noticed Alice still in a hold. Meaning somehow GASTER had done this to her. And before she could do anything in retaliation she landed on the blonde.

“Auuggh!” Chelsea probably felt better then Belinda with that hit but that was hardly a conciliation to either of the Blizzards since they bounced off them and quickly flopped to the side holding her back.

Alice stood up, her spine still burning with pain but not bad enough that she couldn't continue. She quickly rose, standing beside her sister, who glanced at who she currently considered her arch nemesis, quickly formulating a plan in her head to bring the hurt to the "Bright Lord"...

But also realizing that both the tag team champs have to be worked over to make sure neither interfered while the other one was worked over. Nodding to her sister, she came up with a plan of attack, quickly mentioning to her: "Powerbomb combo"

The Brit would grasp Chelsea's red hair before shoving her head between her legs, and lifting the Bright Lord up, right as Alice would shoot for the ropes for extra momentum. The Shadow Lord held Chelsea over her tag partner as the Pale Rider jumped up into the air, driving her feet into Chelsea's back while she was held up by her sister...

...and immediately letting gravity carry her downward on Belinda for a Senton!

And finally, the Shadow Lord would proceed with her original move once her sister rolled off Belinda, slamming Chelsea on top of Belinda for a Powerbomb!

Belinda groaned out as she had been used as a cushion for her own tag partner, feeling rather flattened and out of it for the moment and that was clearly going to get much worse. When GASTER started to pull Chelsea off of her, Belinda would release a huff and a breath of relief, but it was short lasting as it seemed she was in the a world of hurt, seeing Chelsea be pulled up onto the shoulders of GASTER.

Belinda would hear the stomping of Alice, shaking her head as she tried to rock the senses back into her body and start to twist and turn, but it was too late. Alice soon crashed down onto the Shooting Star and hit her with a senton, causing her to gasp out again, before she suddenly took the thunderous impact of Chelsea's body being slammed down on top of her once more.

"Guuugh!!!" Belinda gasped out loudly, air and spittle rushing out of her lungs as she laid on her back, once more using as a cushion for Chelsea to be dropped on. Coughing out from the pain and the loss of air she was now suffering from.

Bouncing off her tag partner and friend, Chelsea aka the bright Lord was feeling like her back was just assaulted with bone. In a way that’s exactly what happened. But with so little in the way being done Chelsea felt pretty bad about how she was used to stop her friends momentum.

But with The GASTER siblings in control Chelsea felt all she could do was wait it out and try to recover hopefully she could find a counter in this match soon.

S.A.S. would be quick on the uptake, quickly rolling Chelsea off of Belinda (GASTER giving the Bright Lord a particularly dirty look under her mask) before both Alice and GASTER grabbed the Shooting Star by each of her legs (Alice on the left, GASTER on the right), before quickly dragging her to a cell wall...and dropping on their backs, catapulting the bigger Belinda into the cage wall!

Belinda was quite out of it at the moment as her body had been battered by her own tag partner's frame being slammed down on top of her. She would feel how her legs were grabbed and she flailed her arms what little she could at the moment, trying to pull herself up into a push up position, but with no working base of her legs that was difficult and being dragged around didn't help either!

It soon stopped though, the dragging and it was replaced by a sudden yank as she was throw and catapulted over the sisterly duo and flew front first into the cage wall! Hitting it at alarming speed and sending a rattling noise through out the arena as her body impacted on the cage wall before bouncing off of it and falling down onto her back, her arms covering her face as her generous chest heaved with each heavy breath she took.