Hell On Earth: WAR - Jessica Wright (c) vs Alexia Jackson

Alexia stood there, practically frothing at the mouth in anticipation of what Jessica could do. Alexia knew one of two ways was going to happen, her opponents always seemed to pick between either backing off at her challenge or coming at her head-on. It didn't take much insight to know which of the two Jessica was going to do as she prepped up for a strike. People would've thought the smart thing to do was to draw Jessica into an attack, such like this, and capitalize and counter.

Not Alexia.

She wanted the biggest and hardest hits to come at her, pain and agony to fill her body to know just how hard to hit back. And what a hit it was, the hard knee smacking right into Alexia's skull as her head whipped back, her body soon following suit as her feet stumbled to keep underneath herself as she was knocked loopy, dropping down to a knee as her immediate reaction was to try and stand back up, wobbling on her feet before dropping down onto her knees and grabbing onto the middle rope!

Her eyes were wandering all over the place as her senses were thrown into complete disarray!

Jessica watched as Alexia was rocked by the sudden force of the knee to the head. Where the head went, the body followed. She learned that in some of her first wrestling lessons, and that simple maxim played out here in crisp detail. Alexia tried to stand up, but was unable to do so. She wondered if this crazed woman regretted offering her head up to the Violent Violet. And if not, Jessica was going to do whatever it took to make this crazy lady feel the pain.

Alexia was literally on the ropes now, but Jessica wanted to her to be in an even worse position. She rushed forward and then jumped into the air. Elbow drops hurt, but they hurt a lot more when they were coming with all the hatred that Jessica was bringing to bear on top of the fact that Alexia was going to be flattened to the mat from a position a little bit further up than just being on the mat already. And Jessica was aiming for the small of Alexia's back, looking to go for the most vulnerable part possible.

Alexia’s eyes was wandering quickly across the canvas and the crowd as her head was spinning in every direction from the violent knee to the skull. Down on the mat, she tried to get her body back underneath her control but was having very little success in doing so as she only managed to prop her upper body up with her arms.

But it had left her in prime position for Jessica to come crashing down on her with the point of her elbow right down into her back that squashed her right back into the mat as she howled out in pain again! Kicking her legs and flailing, Alexia’s body rolled out onto the apron, grabbing onto the bottom rope as the sudden shock of pain jump started her body as she tried to get on to her knees while gripping onto the second rope.

Jessica quickly bounced up, ready to capitalize on the advantage she had just earned for herself. She took her time in doing so, thinking that Alexia was not quite good enough to be able to bear the damage that she had just enacted, only to find that the crazed woman had rolled away. The Violent Violet felt like kicking herself for delaying on pressing the opportunity, and watched as Alexia rolled away from her.

She paused for a second. Jessica may have lost one opportunity, but another one presented itself to her. She took a step back, just to get herself some more distance before she launched forward in a full sprint. The Violent Violet was heading straight towards her opponent with a sense of abandon, coming at her at top speed. She jumped into the air and extended both feet outwards. If Alexia wanted to hang around the apron, that was fine. But she was going to have to deal with a missile drop kick from Jessica in the meantime.

Alexia began to pull herself up onto the apron, her vision beginning to return to her and slowed with the world spinning effect as she climbed up the ropes, grabbing onto the top rope until she was able to stand on her own two feet. However, once there she looked up and saw Jessica flying towards her, already too late to defend herself from the pair of feet that were crashing into her chest as she was sent flying off of the apron and to the barricade across the floor.

In a loud heap, she smashed against the barricade, her back taking the brunt of the impact as one arm slung itself over the top and the other wrapped around herself, crying out in pain as she slumped against the barricade, which was moved a couple of inches back from her crashing into it!

Jessica flew out of the ring the same way that Alexia did, at least according to the laws of motion. According to the laws of wrestling, Jessica was doing way better. She had sent the crazed woman packing in quick and brutal fashion, and felt quite proud of herself at having done so. That pride did not help her that much when she hit the concrete, but it didn't exactly hurt her that much either. Buoyed by the adrenaline that was now surging through her veins, Jessica powered through the pain and was up on her feet in no time flat.

And if Jessica was on her feet, that usually spelled destruction for whichever unfortunate woman was in front of her. For the time being, that was Alexia. So Jessica went rampaging forward, only to throw her shoulder forward at the last second. She was attempting to send Alexia over the barricade, into the crowd.

Sliding down the barricade until she was on her butt sitting against it, Alexia wrapped her arms around herself and moaned out loudly. The double whammy impact of getting blasted off of the apron and smashing into the barricade did a terrible number on her insides as she coughed out. Jessica had come out to the ringside as well from the same attack, landing on the ground but not in a painful fashion like she did.

Even as she was wrought with pain, the smallest of smiles managed to curl on her face as she continued to moan out in pain. It hurt even to think about laughing in glee from the destruction as she saw the figure of the Hardcore Champion looming over her. Slowly pulling herself up with the help of the barricade, Alexia was soon sent over it with a powerful shoulder thrust that barreled her over the barrier and into the fans!

Many were not expecting the sudden involvement in the action, scrambling out from underneath Alexia as she slid on the chairs before eventually hitting the ground as she cried out in pain once more. She would begin to crawl up to her fours, her hands grabbing onto a chair for balance as she tried to get to her knees. Realizing what she was holding onto, Alexia would grip the chair tightly by the edges before attempting to twist back, trying to throw it at Jessica whether she was climbing over the barricade to join her or not!

The crowd roared. This match was always going to be a messy one. The second that Jessica had made her announcement for Hell on Earth, the smart ones in the audience would know that Jessica was going to be wrestling, and when Jessica was wrestling anything could happen. Her match with Alaina had gone up the hallway, and her match with Oboro had gone absolutely everywhere. And now, certain lucky members of the crowd would get to see the Violent Violet standing there, eyes full of fire and heart full of malevolence.

She would not be content to hang out a long way from Alexia, no, she wanted action. Jessica threw one leg over the barricade, and then turned to look back at her crazed opponent. Only, it was too late. The chair hit her squarely in the chest, and caused her to fall onto the concrete floor with a loud "Oof!" being emitted from her lips. It was one of the first dings of the match, and Jessica was sure there would be more to come.

But she wanted most of those to be ending with Alexia in pain, not her. "You want it rough?" Jessica threatened as she hopped onto the barricade. "I'll give it to you rough." With that, Jessica came flying off for a missile dropkick. It was going to suck for her, she knew. The only question was whether she could get it to suck for Alexia more.

With a quick fling of her hands she sent the chair flying at Jessica's chest, stunning her opponent for a brief second as she went tumbling back over the barricade, giving herself a few moments to recollect herself as Jessica was coming back at her again as Alexia procured another steel chair off of the ground as she saw Jessica raising on top of the barricade, Alexia wasn't an expert at high flying offensive, but she knew trouble when she saw it as she gripped on her chair as she watched Jessica leap up and at her!

Pulling up the chair, Alexia would use it like a shield to place in front of her and between the both of them as she used it to take most of the brunt of Jessica's feet. Of course, this meant the chair would fling back into Alexia's chest, the metal searing her skin as she cried out, stumbling back as the chair went flying off to who knows where as Alexia's arms cradled her chest as she wasn't even sure how Jessica dealt with her landing!

Jessica was watching as she soared through the air. Alexia was showing off her reflexes a little bit as she managed to get the steel chair up in front of her chest. That meant that Jessica's daring attack would not be as powerful as she wanted it to be, which was a catastrophe in that Jessica would be absorbing a lot of damage on her own. It was a long way down from the barricade and Jessica was going to feel all of it.

She crashed down with a loud "Oof!". The Violent Violet was trying to scramble up as quickly as she could, but the dull pain in her legs slowed her much more than she would have liked. And given how dangerous her opponent was, that was not the right place to be...