Dreams of Grandeur: Rena vs Jean (COMPLETE)

The gasping Rena fairly collapsed against the turnbuckle. One hand clutched her throat protectively. She'd been hurt bad; her winces showed it all too well. And Jean wasn't going to give her time to recover...

It was true that Jean wasn't going to go easy on her but she still wanted Rena to get something out of this match. She would go up to Rena and make sure she was set against the corner and then go for a hard backhand chop to the chest giving an almost Ric Flair like whoop as she did. She would repeat this about two more times as if testing rena's endurance and how well she could sell the attack.

The gasping Rena was easily dragged onto her feet. And then it was her chest's turn to suffer as Jean lashed her breasts thrice in a row. Already half-choking due to throat damage, Rena gagged through each of those backhands. Following the last blow, she slumped forward and then rolled onto her side, clutching her bruised front protectively. "Oohhh..."

Jean stood over her a moment examing her. She has the potential to become much better. But if she is going to go from reporter to wrestler, the sooner she realizes how hard it can be in the ring, the better her chances of survival.

Jean then goes to hoist rena up to her feet and set her up for a suplex.

Rena shuddered upon the mat. Damn... I'm... I'm... I'm losing... Her tears wet the mat beneath her face. At this rate... I'll never become a real wrestler...

No... nonononononono...

As Jean hoisted her up, Rena's eyes shot wide open. Screaming a "Nooo!" that sounded almost deranged, she grabbed Jean, trying to beat her to the suplex!

Jean gasped in surprise as she felt Rena grab her strongly. Then it was Jean who was hoisted up and slammed down on her back. She sat up briefly from the force of the impact before collapsing back down.

Rena lay on her backside gulping air after her counterattack. It... it worked... She winced. That counter-suplex had taken a lot out of her, and she was already fairly beat. Still....

The brown-haired girl forced herself to roll over and get up slowly. I... I have to beat Jean to our feet... I have to buy myself more time...

Since Jean ahd taken the impact there, Rena would indeed beat her to a standing position. By the time rena got up, Jean ahd rolled over on ehr side, pushing herself up slightly. her red hair hung in front of her face as she gave her head a tired shake.

On shaky feet, Rena stumbled towards Jean. She didn't trust her legs right now to brace a blow, so she knelt behind Jean instead as quietly as she could. And as Jean shook her head, Rena would grab her from behind for a choke hold around her throat on their knees!

Jean gasped as Rena grabbed her from behind. Jean threw her hands up to grab Rena's arm so the hold wasn't as tight but for now rena had a semblance of a kneeling sleeper on her.