Dreams of Grandeur: Rena vs Jean (COMPLETE)

Rena was relieved that Jean didn't attack while she was vulnerable. Yet it also shamed her that her opponent was pitying her. Angry with herself for being weak, she grabbed at the front of her tank top. In a few seconds, she had ripped strips off her top that she then used to plug her nostrils, making her bleeding more manageable.

Shaking her head to clear away the cobwebs brought about by blood loss, Rena got back on her feet. She fought off an urge to sway, and instead of talking, she just gestured at Jean to come at her again.

Jean still look concerned as she saw Rena tearing away at her own clothing.

"You sure you want to continue this, Rena? This is one of your first matches. There is no need to push yourself this hard."

If Rena still insisted, Jean would start to circle her and look for a chance to lock up.

Rena shook her head. It made her a little dizzy, but she fought her nausea down.

"This is my first match," she grunted. "My only first match. I won't have any other first matches, ever. I can't throw this away. I won't throw it away!"

With that as her battle cry, she didn't wait for Jean to come close. Rena fairly stormed towards Jean, intending to grip her opponent just long enough to try for a quick hip toss throw.

"First match? Do you think I won my first match? No! I lost many matches before I won my first! It is called paying your dues! If you want to become a wrestler you will have to get used to losing more so than winning!"

Then Rena was coming at her. She would be grabbed by Rena but as Rena was setting up to toss her, Jean would try once or twice to throw an elbow at her face. If she missed she would be thrown and land on her back briefly.

Even half-berserk, Rena still had the presence of mine to find a reply to Jean's lecture.

"I don't mind losing!" This she declared as she caught hold of Jean. "I just want to give it my all!"

Jean's elbow turned her declaration into an anti-climax. Already crunched, her nose was all but crushed. Again Rena fell back with blood pouring from her nose and involuntary tears in her eyes. She desperately shook her head and snorted blood over the mat, trying to clear her head.

As rena was nailed by the elbow, jean tried to take advanatge of the lull to grab Rena around the waist and attempt a belly to belly slam.

Distracted, in pain, Rena could offer no resistance to Jean's slam. "Gaaaahhh!" she burst out as she crashed upon the mat. This was all going downhill for her now...

Jean then got up and grabbed for Rena's long legs.

If she is going to be a wrestler she has to learn just how painful this can be....and take pain too.

Jean would then go to cross those long legs and try to turn Rena over to put that hot bikini body of hers into her signature X-crucianator sharpshooter hold finisher.

Rena cried out as Jean bent her using the X-crucianator. "Aaaahhh!" She frantically reached for the ropes, trying to drag herself to safety, blood and tears streaming down her face.

Jean smiled down at her in both confidence and a little sympathy as she attempted to keep the hold locked on. Keeping the ankles crossed she would sit down a bit to add pressure to the lower back while pulling back on the leg to strain the thighs.

That's it Rena! Sell it real good. Even if you lose I am sure most of the audience will still like you for this.

If Rena was going to pull herself to the ropes, Jean intended to make her fight for this.