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

The degree of sucktitude around here was so obviously in Belinda's favor, but Mackenzie would rather educate this goody two shoes on how utterly lame she was by superkicking her into next week. A glorious opportunity she knew would come if she remained patient and withstood all these friggin suplexes being delivered to her non-stop, leaving the B.C. member in a stunned and weary stupor by the time she was eventually flipped over and locked into a tortuous clutch after her rump atop Mackenzie's own.

"Rrrgh...mmfh..." Mackenzie seethed and growled through gritted teeth from having her spine angled backward so soon after having it be slammed down upon in that suplex, tapping her boot against the canvas with no relenting being seen in the near future...hence why Nikita decided to make it happen herself. As the brattish B.C. member would come sprinting out from her corner to deliver a jarring snapkick to the back of Belinda's head to free her sister from the submission, earning her the fan's booing ire as she backpedaled towards her corner once again thanks to the referee’s chastisement.

Having trapped the long haired Bullet Club member now after she'd softened her up with those suplexes, locking in that Came Clutch was a good idea, as she could hear the seethed growls from the raven haired woman, struggling within her grip as the blond chose to be relentless as she would lean back to try and put as much of a crank on that back and neck as she could.

Though as she should have expected her opponents were the kind to go in for the save right away. Hearing the stomping of feet coming towards her, Belinda didn't have the time to even turn her head before she took a harsh snapkick to the back of her head.

The kick knocked her senses out as she would drop onto her side as she would grab at her own head, groaning out from the pain of that kick...making a mental note that she had to pay Nikita back for that....

Raising her hands into the air as if they were clean of any wrongdoing, Nikita feigned utter innocence while jabbering with the referee about "slipping and falling when she was tying her shoe". The pinstriped official not hearing any of it and issuing the first warning of the night as the younger Jackson sister reclaimed her position at their corner, hanging onto the tether from their turnbuckle and extending her hand for the clearly necessary tag-out.

Mackenzie dragging her fatigued frame back up to her hands and knees before going for a diving tag towards her fresher and eager sister. Mack rolling herself under the bottom rope to begin recuperating while Nikita started strolling along the ring apron until she was about right beside the languishing Northman sister. By clamping onto the top ropes and leaning herself backward, the rambunctious B.C. member would attempt to vault herself atop the rope and briefly balance herself there before attempting an elbow drop right to Belinda's lower spine.

Groaning and shaking her head as she rolled on the canvas, feeling a bit dizzy from that kick to her head and quite a prime target right now. It looked as if the Jackson sisters also took this opportunity they had create to switch out, tagging in the younger one of the two as she sauntered on the apron.

Jumping up over the ropes and then driving her elbow straight into the spine of Belinda cause the upperbody of the blond to arch up off of the canvas, gasping out loudly in pain as that elbow dug into her spine before she slumped back down onto her front.

Springing back to her feet with nimble kip-up and cocksure arrogance on her smirking mug, Nikita arrogantly strutted around the languishing Northman sister while wiping non-existent dust off of her shoulder before re-approaching Belinda to the crowd's booing dismay. Mackenzie recouping enough to watch her sister get to work from their corner turnbuckle.

Knowing better to apply a submission so close to the ropes, the wild-haired younger sister firstly dragged Belinda a few feet towards the middle of the ring before by the blonde's leg's. Soon afterward elevating both of her legs into the air before stepping between them herself, and twisting Belinda over in an attempted application of a sharp-shooter.

Groaning as she laid on her front and reached a hand back to rub and massage her now hurting spine a bit, the blond was unaware of what Nikita had planned for her, though she was sort of expecting it to be something bad...she just had a feeling...

When her legs were suddenly grasped the blond let out a little surprised yelp, her arms quickly flailing and reaching to grab onto whatever she could, but there was nothing that she could grab onto, pulled right into the center of the ring she was soon enough locked up in that nasty Sharp-shooter! The pain in her back only intensified as the wild haired Bullet Club sister started to torture the blond in that nasty hold, causing Belinda's to bring her right and up to her head and run it through her short hair, gasping from the pain that this hold was bringing onto her spine and hips.

The scrappy little sister took a moment to revel in her advantage with an elated smile, having the "heralded" Northman sister languishing in her submission that strained Belinda's flexing thighs and angled lower back. At one point even showboating by sparing one of her arms to flex her bicep for the camera in a re-enactment of their sisterly tag-team pose to the audience's booing discontent. She brought back the arm to make sure Belinda's ankles were still crossed...

...until at one point abruptly abandoning the sharpshooter and releasing Belinda's legs. For now opting to take a leisurely stroll around the struggling Northman sister with the tassels on her boots swaying about before stepping on Belinda's lower lumbar on her way towards Blazing Blizzard's corner and the redhead waiting there. "Am I still boring you, Red?!" Nikita belted out before puckering her lips on her fingers and flipping Chelsea the bird as she backpedaled.

Chelsea hadn’t even gotten in the match yet. Instead watching Belinda struggle to put these two to bed. She had done a good job but now th girl in front of her had taken it upon herself to get involved and just start taunting her. Throwing insults and then making Inappropriate gestures at her face. Needless to say she wasn’t handling it well.

“Yeah I’m pretty bored so you might want to back off before I make something entertaining to do all over your head?” Chelsea shouted back looking about ready to just jump the post and get in after her as the bitch moved away from her wisely.

"Pfft, what kind of a comeback was that?! You best just stay in the corner so you don't embarrass yourself any further, Red..." Nikita barked back with glowering irritation and a dismissive wave before turning around and reapproaching Belinda, presumably still trying to get tangible feeling back into her legs after having them twisted into a pretzel and everything. Something she'd better attain quickly by the time Nikki comes back and starts hauling her back to her feet by that blonde mop of hair.

"Ha, you Northmans ain't so tough after all..." The brattish Bullet Club member mocked while setting Belinda up, taking an exaggerated boxing stance like she was Joe Frazier. With her balled fists up while bouncing around on her feet like she was light as a feather, Nikki would start peppering Belinda's face with several swatting strikes in a volley of fists clearly intended to make Belinda look like a chump in the patented Bullet Club punching combo, culminating with Nikki rearing back one hand, spitting into her palm, for the final walloping K.O. punch~...

Recovering was the best word for what Belinda was doing right now, her back was aching with pain after the past few moves and she had to admit she was thankful she hadn't had to claw her way out of that sharpshooter as it would have taken a lot out of her, especially after being practically elbowed right in her spine.

Though right now, she could only be frustrated and annoyed at the voice of Nikki mouthing off to her partner. She soon felt fingers slide through her blond hair and then the tugging sensation as she was yanked up towards her feet. Grunting a bit as she was now on her feet and looked somewhat groggy....

Nikita would soon back up and bounced on her feet as she started to smash at Belinda face with a flurry of blows, each blow rocking her body a bit and sent her stumbling towards the ropes that was only a foot or two away from her, Belinda would use her momentum of the bounce from the ropes to come running at Nikita, looking to duck in under that arm and try and slip in behind the over extended bullet club member! Rushing at full speed towards the opposite ropes to bounce off of them and charge towards Nikita! Aiming to drive her shoulder right into the two toned hair colored woman, trying to nail her right in the gut with a spear.