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

Alexia's arms were stinging from swatting the chair out of the air, her arms close to her body as she made her way to Jessica. She didn't need her arms to attack as she got close, about to lunge in and descend down on to Jessica. However, the Champion found a way to put a stop to her as she would give a swift and stiff kick right between Alexia's legs, nailing her right into her crotch! No matter who it was, a swift kick to the crotch, the most sensitive place on the human body was bound to slow them down as it did Alexia.

Her eyes widened as she wheezed out all of her air from her legs, immediately hunching over and covering her crotch with her eyes widened. Gasping and coughing for air, Alexia stumbled back before dropping down onto her side, curled up into a ball as she tended to her wounded crotch!

Jessica was taking no prisoners now. Not after the bite. Not with the belt on the line. The kick to the crotch was probably not the most gracious of moves, but it was effective. And Jessica was all about that raw efficacy. The Violent Violet surged forward, and launched another kick towards Alexia's stomach. She was trying to cause damage, sure, but moreso she was trying to ensure that Alexia stayed compliant.

See, Jessica was trying to Irish whip Alexia back to the barricade between the audience and the ring. Or at least, the barricade that at one point separated them. It was all mashed together now, and there was nothing anyone could do about that.

Curled up into a ball of pain with her hands planted firmly into her crotch, Alexia moaned out as even the pain of a low blow was too much for her to enjoy...initially. Slowly she began to stir, rolling onto her knees and placing a hand on the ground to start slowly pushing herself up. However, taking her time to recover was not something that Jessica would allow as she would grab onto her, yanking her up to her feet as she took a hold of her hand.

And sent her careening towards the barricade with such force that Alexia left her feet and crashing back first into it so hard that it was knocked out of its sockets to the other barricades and sent Alexia back to ring side. Crying out in pain as she arched back, Alexia rolled in pain as she hollered out, laying on her stomach as she wrapped an arm back around, kicking her legs in pain!

Jessica was walking with her hands held high. The crowd did not like her in particular, but they were liking this. There was still that bite mark on her arm, and there was still fire in her heart. Her heart was beating like a drum now. Her advance was a steady one. After all, she had all the time in the world. The Violent Violet had earned herself that with the blow to the crotch and then the Irish whip, she reckoned.

Hopping over the barricade, Jessica made a bee line for the ringside apron, ducking underneath it to grab the first thing that she got her hands on. That, it turned out, was a chain. Jessica began swinging it in a wide circle, ominously. She wanted Alexia to see it and hear it, before she tasted it. Which Jessica launched into.

The ring side was being torn apart slowly but surely as the two violent beauties continued to tear at each other, Alexia was still squirming on the ground as Jessica made her way back to ring side as she went straight underneath the ring while Alexia was trying to get to her feet. Her eyes turned towards Jessica as she saw her grab something, not sure what it was but the second she saw movement in her opponent, she immediately dropped to her knees to avoid whatever it was coming at her.

A steel chain came flying over her as Alexia managed to dodge the bullet and saw an opening to repay a favor as she lunge in low, pulling her arm back and attempted to swing it upwards between Jessica’s leg for a return low blow!

Jessica loved the sound of the chain clinking against the concrete floor, whizzing through the air. The crowd soon drowned it out, however, as the moment came. The chain soared through the air, straight at Alexia's head. Jessica's purple eyes went wide as Alexia melted under the chain. It was okay, she reckoned, as she would swing it around and have another go at her crazed opponent, only Alexia was on the move.

A blow slammed into her crotch, causing the Violent Violet to crumple and fall to the ground immediately. She loved doing low blows. Hell, at certain times, she had more or less relied on them. But now, to have her favorite daughter used against her in such an abrupt and violent way was beyond the pale. The Violent Violet looked up at Alexia, silently indicting her for a crime that Jessica had been a repeat offender of, and fell to the side.

Alexia avoided a disastrous outcome as she heard the chain rattling quickly overhead as she buried her arm right into the crotch of Jessica, a blow so swift and devastating that it stopped Jessica in her tracks. It was a great pay back for when Jessica punted her right in her womanly garden a few moments ago as Jessica soon collapsed to the mat.

The Maniacal Harlequin moaned out as she was still feeling the effects of the brutal beating that Jessica gave her, twisting around on to her butt to catch her breath as everything hurt on her body. But as the pain set in, the smile on her face grew as the sadomasochistic that defined her showed as she lumbered to her feet, grabbing onto the apron to get to her feet.

Her eyes locked on the chain sitting on the floor as she grabbed it, wrapping it around her hand as the steel links rattled against each other as she turned her eye towards Jessica. Now it was time for her fun as she swung the heavy chain down at the prone Champion!

Jessica couldn't stop it. Not from where she was. Had Jessica been standing she might have been able to close the gap quickly and ensure that she was not in the kill zone when the moment struck. But as she looked up with her purple eyes, she realized that she could not get up and power through to ensure that would happen. Alexia may have been laughing. Jessica honestly didn't know. The Violent Violet heard the ringing of that hollow laughter in her ears as the chain came down on her. Jessica had turned herself on her side and gotten an arm up, for the little solace that provided her.

The chain slammed down right onto Jessica's side. She cried out. Jessica felt every single ounce of that metal chain, and she was regretting getting the chain out in the first place. The Violent Violet didn't know if her ribs were broken. But it certainly felt like it.

Alexia swung down with the chain as she bashed Jessica’s side with the segmented weapon, crushing the Champion with it in ever so sadistic glee. The hit was hard and Alexia was uncaring as she straightened back up to let out another twisted laugh before turning her maniacal eyes back down on the wounded Champion. Her lips were as curled as can be as she smiled looking at her handiwork as her body wavered, pain etched all over it with the brutality of the match and she felt like it was only starting!

Reaching down again, Alexia attempted you wrap the chain around the back of Jessica’s neck, looping it around as she raised back up, pulling on the chain to hoist the other woman up and drag her. She would begin to pull Jessica towards the ramp area, where even less protection was as she would pull her close and wrap her arm around the neck of Jessica, looking over the shoulder at the steel ramp with glee before throwing Jessica’s arm up and over her neck, grabbing a handful of Jessica’s tights.

Planting her feet she attempted to haul Jessica up and over for a snap suplex, trying to drive her back first into the steel!

Jessica felt the chain go to her neck. Jessica knew that it would not end well for her, just as all of Alexia's other actions had been so far this evening. But at the same time, her body was too racked with the pain of the chain slamming into her to react at the speed necessary to slip her hand between the cold steel of her chain and the warm vitality of her neck. So the Violent Violet had no recourse but to be choked, and in turn brought to her feet.

Jessica hated it. Her feet moved against her will. This was literally like she was a slave getting led around, and for a woman as high and mighty as the Violent Violet, this situation was simply unacceptable. Despite the pain that she was enduring, she attempted to throw a punch at Alexia in a bid for freedom.

But it was too late. Alexia had already grabbed her, so Jessica was just along for the ride. Jessica was slammed into the steel, crying out in pain immediately after she first experienced it. Then she lay motionless. The crowd fell into a hushed silence. They had never seen Jessica deal with anything quite like this.