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

A loud smack of flesh on steel rang out as the two bodies crashed onto the stage and immediately after, Alexia's cries of pain left her mouth as the move was not without it's sacrifices as her own body had to take the brunt of the impact. Scrunching her back muscles as she arched off of the steel ramp, Alexia continued to howl out as she kicked her feet into the steel in pain. But as the pain would continue, her screaming mouth would soon curl back into her twisted smile as she would attempt to roll over, draping an arm over Jessica's body.

She could've attempted to lock in a more secure pin, but she wasn't too picky with details as she went for her first pinfall, taking advantage of the falls count anywhere ruling that Hardcore rules came with!

"ONE!"

Jessica had tasted concrete before. As she plied her trade all over the midwest, the promoters would always book her in the hardcore bouts. Those corn-fed women were not hesitant about throwing some scrawny purple haired girl out of the ring. But she had cut her teeth there, gotten stronger, and soon she was the one tossing those larger women out of the ring. But she had never fought against a woman quite like Alexia.

TWO!

Jessica grit her teeth. It was now or never. If she didn't kick out now, she would lose the belt, and everything that she had worked for. The Violent Violet kicked out. It was a weak kick, but it did enough to get Alexia's arm off her.

And continue her chance to keep her belt.

Laying on her chest with only an arm across the Champion, Alexia smiled as her body was torn with pain from the violent beatings it took. Alexia had made a name for herself with these styles of violent fights, throwing herself into practically perilous situations with the utmost glee. No one really knew why she enjoyed such a hazardous life style, but the Harlequin never met anyone who would even think of dissuading her from her life styles let alone willing get close to the woman apart from a fight as this one continued.

Jessica shoved her shoulder up, rolling Alexia off of her as the Harlequin continued rolling to get some distance. Rising up on to her knees, she gasped and panted for air, but her cheek muscles continued to scrunch in her twisted glee as she stared at Jessica. This was too much fun to end just yet as she rose up, staggering towards Jessica as she reached down for the chain still wrapped around the Champion, with a hand on it and Jessica's purple hair she would try to take this fight elsewhere.

Namely higher up the ramp.

Jessica had saved herself. For now. Already, they had caused so much damage to each other yet she knew that the night's potential for destruction was nigh unlimited. The breath escaping from her lips were not easy, relaxed breaths, but rather short sharp ones so that she could recover enough to start putting the hurt on her opponent. There were a lot of downsides to the situation that she was in now, but she recognized that there would be far worse outcomes if she did not get up and get rolling. The Violent Violet started to move when Alexia did what she could to make sure that she was moving as the crazed girl wanted.

Jessica recognized where they were going. It was not really a place that she was totally opposed to going to, except for the fact that she would prefer the going to be on her terms. With both hands, she grabbed the chain, trying to get a strong grip even though she was battered and hurt. Once she thought she had a firm enough grip on the chain, she would yank as hard as she could. She was hoping to get Alexia either down on the ground, or at least close enough and off balance enough to kick her in the gut.

Alexia continued to pull on the chain and drag Jessica upwards to more areas of destruction that she was planning to use to her advantage in bringing the most agony and escalate as she could. The many ideas were shooting through her mind, there were so many things she wanted to do and she could pick which one to start with first. However, in her many chaotic ideas she slipped up in focus as she Jessica took advantage as she gave a powerful yank on the chain, a force that Alexia was not expecting as she was pulled backwards, her arm strained from the power she was not expecting as she was pulled down to the ground!

Quickly getting back to her feet, Alexia put herself in harm's way rather than escaping it as she got a stomach full of foot. The air rushed out of her as she hunched over, hopping back a bit as she doubled over, gasping for air!

Jessica could always rely on her strength. Her brutality got her a long way along, as did her cunning. But at the end of the day, if she had to come back to just one thing, it would have to be her strength. The Violent Violet had been spending as much time in the gym as she had in dreamland since she was about 15 years old, and did it for good reason. If someone was her superior here at AFW in the strength department, the Violent Violet had yet to come across them. Alexia did not seem to be that close to her when it came to that sort of thing, but when she had jerked Alexia around, she felt satisfied nonetheless. The crazed woman was not dragging her up here to hug her in all likelihood, and Jessica desperately did not want to find out. So when her kick sunk into Alexia's stomach, she felt a sense of relief.

But she could not dally. She quickly rid herself of the chain, and hopped up. The Violent Violet surged forward and attempted to bullrush her opponent to the ground with a form tackle. It wouldn't be the best move she was going to pull of in this match, but it was enough to buy her some time and soften Alexia up for the bigger things to come.

Dropping the chain on the ramp as Jessica freed herself from the loop around her neck, Alexia swung her arm to try and numb the strained muscles in her arms from the sudden yank. The lapse in balance was enough time for Jessica to close the distance with a tackle that brought Alexia down onto the hardened steel ramp of the stage. The initial impact wasn't as painful as some other bisecting spears that Alexia had taken, but it still hurt enough to take the air out of Alexia and then being sandwiched on the steel was enough to make up for the difference. "Oooooooooaaaah!" Alexia cried out, her arms immediately shooting to her stomach as she curled up into a ball, sitting up before crashing down onto her side, heaving and coughing for air as she tried to push kick Jessica off of her as she attempted to crawl off a ways, trying to get some distance to recover!

Jessica was ready to keep going. The Violent Violet was looming over her opponent, anticipating that she could keep going. A quick kick ensured that Jessica could not follow up as fast as she would like, as Jessica faltered back a bit. The Violent Violet snarled as she did not get to engage in the particular form of brutality that she otherwise would have, but an idea came to her that turned that snarl into a snicker. Alexia was crawling now, and her one outstretched leg reminded Jessica of the push kick that she had just been sent as a means to get some more space between them. That one outstretched leg would be her downfall.

Jessica would grab it as Alexia crawled, and attempt to go for a giant swing to send Alexia into the same concrete barrier that she had just speared Alexia into.

Alexia tried to force some distance between her and Jessica, but her opponent caught the same foot she was trying to push herself to safety with as Alexia's eyes widened, barely getting half of inch away from Jessica as the gained distance was easily lost as the Violent Violet yanked her back towards her as the strength of the Champion was put on display as she whipped Alexia around, the Harlequin's eyes widening as she was suddenly swung about, not only was her leg muscles pulled but the impact of crashing back into the concrete wall was even more so!

"Aaaaaaaah!" she cried out, immediately sinking to the floor with her back arched and shoulder blades clenched, her mouth was open as she hollered out in pain after the brutal move!

Jessica staggered to the side for a moment. Alexia had caused Jessica more damage than she thought that she had ever felt in a wrestling match, on top of how tired she was. Still, she kept moving forward. There was a fire burning inside her that demanded victory. All across Japan and the midwest, you could find her blood and sweat and tears on the canvas and concrete and everything in between. Everything had long since dried, but all the same, they had called out to her. They demanded that Jessica push forward, and keep the belt that she had given so much for.

She walked forward, and kicked Alexia right in the side, twice in a row. The move was a painful one, but it was just a precursor for things to come. She would attempt to grab the harlequin's hair and dragging her to her feet before bending her over, and tucking Alexia's head between her thighs. From there, she would attempt to piledriver Alexia right there on the concrete.