AV 19 Tag Team Championship - Blazing Blizzard (c) vs. Bullet Club

Devolving into a fist-fight before any actually wrestling could get underway, Mackenzie feverishly wailed booming forearm strikes into the Northman sister's smug face for as long as she was permitted. Which was until about when Belinda blocked one and caught it mid-strike, surprising the elder B.S. member enough to have Belinda begin paying her back with each and every wallop against the side of her face, rocking her proverbial world and making her waver backwards.

The fans who were booing Bullet Club's lead now rallied and cheered for the Blazing Blizzard hometeam. Mackenzie grimaced with a stilted groan from each spiteful strike snapping her undefended head to the side until Mack managed to block one forearm strike of Belinda's with an accompanying shove backwards. The B.C. member stumbling backwards to seemingly flop against the ropes, but upon feeling their bouncing elasticity would attempt to sprint forward while ducking low in a classic spear attempt.

Belinda hammered into Mackenzie's face over and over again as she got her own barrage of punches going! Seeing the raven haired woman stagger backwards with each hit, until Mackenzie managed to block her and shove her back a step. Belinda huffed out in annoyance but she saw the B.C. member stumble backwards, feeling pretty good until...she saw her bounce off of the ropes and charge right at her.

Eyes widened, she didn't have time to react as Mackenzie's shoulder drove into her well trained abs, causing the blond to gasp out as air shot out of her lungs and she was taken off of her feet, speared down into the canvas.

Rattled and shaken, but still not so unnerved to not see a golden opportunity when she saw one, Mackenzie came barreling off of the ropes for a ducked low shoulder collision with Belinda's taut abdominals. The elder sister shuffling to her side and back up to her knees with a roguish smirk from having been the first between the two to topple the other off their feet, a dramatic flick of her jet-black hair as she stood tall besides the winded Northman sister.

She turned her back to Belinda and extended her arms to the sides for a bit of brattish posturing before bending her knees and flipping backward for an attempted standing moonsault across those already battered abs of Belinda's.

Coughing out as she laid on her back after that surprise spear, Belinda would shake her head and wrap her arms around her midsection. Things hadn't really gone as she expected there as she managed to overwhelm Mackenzie with forearm strikes...and now it looked as if Mackenzie decided to turn her back on her.

Gritting her teeth as she saw those arms spread out and that brattish posturing, Belinda would quickly try and intercept the plans of the older Bullet Club sister, trying to slip her arm up in between those legs and wrap it around the raven haired woman's thigh, trying to yank her down onto her shoulders and go for a roll up pin!

No harm in showing off a bit for their adoring fans...at least this was what Mackenzie was thinking as she smugly posed beside the fallen Northman sister. A chick who was considered wrestling royalty and one of the best in AFW getting knocked on her ass by the punkish delinquents of the Bullet Club was worth taking the time to celebrate over...but before Mackenzie could even enjoy her time in the sun, she'd be tugged backward with a yelp and wind up on huddled her shoulders with her legs spread out and Belinda weighing her down...

...the referee getting to the "TWO!" count before sharply bucking upward would dislodge the grip Belinda had on her. Mackenzie slumping onto her front side, somewhat rattled but attempting to lock-on a tight headlock upon the blonde bimbo herself, mushing Belinda's face against her sideboob draped in her black t-shirt while Mack tried ushering them both up back to their feet.

Clicking her tongue as she only got a two count...a near fall that could have ended this match quickly being snatched away was never a fun feeling, as Mackenzie kicked out and pushed her off. As she pushed up onto her hand and knees, Mackenzie was back on her, the punk girl trapped her head and pulled it in under the armpit of the raven haired fighter.

Feeling that side-boob of the rather busty raven haired babe, Belinda was a bit surprised, she had only seen her in that bullet club shirt after all. Still now she was trapped in that side headlock and being guided up....

Still, Belinda wanted to go upwards! Once she was on her feet she was going to strike back! Trying to throw a forearm strike into the lower back of Mackenzie, only as a distraction and to ease up the hold a little. So that the blond could then try and grab at those hips and try and lift Mackenzie up! Trying to throw her backwards and slam her down with a backdrop suplex!

It turns out that not only was black slimming, it just so happened to do well in hiding the curvaceous figure of one such Bullet Club member. Mackenzie having "filled out" and than some as evident by her ample bosom and bubble butt, all to her less than thrilled younger sister lacking in those lucky proportions. Belinda finding that out herself as her scrunching face mushed right up against her side-boob with a renewed torque once on their feet.

"You just don't know when to stay down, do ya-ngh!!!" Mackenzie's snarled remarks would be cut off by a clocking strike to her lower lumbar, stunning her briefly before the world went upside-down and into a booming implant of her head and shoulders against the canvas. Mack howling out loud upon landing, springing her legs to the sky before crumpling over herself in a splayed out slump on her front side, at one point twisting around onto her back with a flinching grimace and a freakin aching neck.

Releasing an annoyed muffled groan against Mackenzie's side boob and into that shirt of hers, Belinda would grab a hold of that waist and those hips of the shapely bullet club member, before she hauled her up off of the feet. Sending her back into the canvas with a loud thud, the crowd popping up with cheers as Belinda nailed the Backdrop suplex!

With her head free, Belinda would shake it a bit and look on as Mackenzie twisted in pain from the look of it. Belinda wasn't about to ease up though, as she would seek to push up and reach down to grab at Mackenzie's head, trying to yank her up towards a stand in front of the young Northman! Though not for long, as she'd seek to snap her arms around Mackenzie's body, pressing their fit frames together as she'd try and lift and then spin, looking to go for a belly to belly suplex!

Shaken and stirred, but still not quite deterred. The rattled and defiant Bullet Club member sauntered upwards at a hobbled pace thanks to Belinda tugging her upward after being implanted into the canvas upside-down with ring-shaking repercussions. Thousands cheering on the fan-favorite's momentum shifting counter attack that had Mackenzie arising once more but with a sluggish impediment to her movements as she found herself staring straight ahead and right into more trouble.

"...you suck..." Mackenzie blurted with a punkish scowl after having Belinda embrace the taller sister to a disconcertingly snug degree, compressing their blooming busts together before Belinda pivoted to the side to slam her back down to the canvas. The elder sister spasming with a whooping cough and jolting uptick of her hips before settling back down, shifting over to her front side if the younger Northman opted to stop hugging it out with her.

Hearing the words of Mackenzie and that punkish scowl of hers meeting the blond's more refined scowl as the Swede remained silent, simply letting her lift of Mackenzie's body and the subsequent slam that followed do the talking!! Another loud thud erupting as she slammed the body of the raven haired opponent and it brought yet another cheer of the thousands of fans!

Mackenzie jolting up a bit and then shifting over onto her front, as Belinda pushed up to her knees. Nodding her head, she'd try and move on top of Mackenzie's back, trying to grab at the underarms of the Bullet Club punk, as she sought to pull those arms up over her knees as she'd take a seat all the way back on Mackenzie's rear, trying to then cup that chin as she aimed to lock in a firm and high torque Camel Clutch! " You're one to talk..." Belinda would finally respond in a low tone as she sought to put the pressure on Mackenzie in this hold.