Jackpot PPV: Title Match: Jinx vs Rebeca Tomko

There were a few dry chuckles in the front row at the sight of the flailing challenger being better about by the towering behemoth that was Rebecca. It was a striking visual to see how different in size the both of them were, reminding most of those watching why most other competitive sports had weight divisions. While Jinx might have been of a similar opinion at the moment, it was only because she was on the smaller end of the spectrum. Were the roles reversed she would have been more than happy to abuse her opponent. Tonight was not a time for reflection though. It was a time for cunning and survival. She had a unique opportunity here to win not just a belt, but the top of the mountain title in the company. She just needed to put this big girl down or get her disqualified somehow…

"Nyeh! Nyeh!" The frantic feline fighter practically hissed as she threw elbows, finally becoming enough of a pest that Rebecca was forced to pay attention and protect herself. It was at this point Jinx had suddenly become quite comfortable with being held aloft, willing to perch here and take cheap shots all night. The big woman had other ideas, better ones than being a punching bag to be sure. With a hefty toss of her shoulder and a shift of weight, the small girl was tossed off the broad rack she had been draped over. Arms windmilled and legs frantically kicked at the air with an embarrassing squeal.

Plop.

Rigid and awkward, Jinx managed to land herself on all fours with stray strands of dark hair jutting out on end as if charged with static electricity. With a breathy chuckle she looked up at the looking form of Rebecca, giving the woman a nervous fanged grin. Not waiting to be stomped into the dirt, she scrambled sideways, scuttling across the canvas like a crab looking for a quick escape and recovery. She just needed to buy enough time, scampering to the ropes to rise to her feet again and get back on the level.

Rebecca stepped forward and sighed in relief as Jinx fell to the ground behind her, the Feline fighter might have been tiny compared to the giantess but an unprotected elbow to the head was still an unprotected elbow to the head, and Jinx had been passing those out like candy on Halloween. The Interim champ was all ready to walk forward and shake it off, maybe pose for the crowd but she hadn't heard the solid thud of the challenger's back hitting the canvas like she expected to happen.

Instead Jinx had proven herself to be more like a cat every passing moment with the way she landed on her feet and scurried away from the hulking amazon, leaving the crowd to have a dark chuckle as Rebecca turned to find there was no challenger splatted on the mat, while Jinx gave her nervous grin from the other side of the ring. "Oh you-" The big woman grunted as she charged in, looking to body check the challenger against the ropes. There wasn't a lot of finesse to it, but there's not many ways being hit by over two hundred pounds was going to not suck for the smaller wrestler.

Jinx had only just started to pull herself up with the help of the ropes when Rebecca caught her eye. The feline fighter was in no means ready to dive right back into the match, only able to give the bigger woman a fanged grin as sweat beaded on her brow. There was certainly a lined crossed here tonight, between the brazen callout of the champion and rather blatant cheating on her behalf, being on the wrong end of the amazon was a fast ticket to a bad evening. Carefully she brought one hand away from the ropes, holding it up in a small silent request for the other woman to wait a moment… which was promptly ignored.

As Rebecca came barreling forward, Jinx did all she could to heft herself upright, trying to get her footing before it was too late. Which it was, far too late. Stuck full on by a lowered shoulder, Jinx was flung between the top and middle ropes, tethered only by her own grip as she was thrown out over the apron. There was a stab of pain as her arm bent against the grain, and a yelp of pain as her hip bounced off the hard side of the ring. It was enough for her grip to falter completely, spilling her down onto the floor.

Unlike her earlier display of nimble grace in landing on her feet moments ago, this time her face was the first thing to kiss the ringside mat before the rest of her crumbled behind. She lay face down, wincing at the wracking pain encompassing most of her body, unsure which part was more in need of nursing… so none got any special treatment. Instead she just let out a raspy breath in the floor, deflating a bit… This wasn’t going as well as she had planned.

There was a certain sense of satisfaction for the giantess as she barged past her opposition and into the ropes herself, letting Jinx fall out of the ring to add that little extra pain of gravity's cruelty to the regular cruelty of feeling like you just got run down by an 18-wheeler. There was no stopping the Becks express when it got going: only getting out the way or getting flattened and while the Feline fighter had shown that she knew what the former was like, now she was getting a taste of what the latter meant.

"Hell yeah!" Rebecca called out as she leaned on the ropes, her weight and strength buckling the cables while she flicked a hand through her hair "Count it." She snapped at the ref, pointing at the fallen Jinx while she took a nice rest on the ropes, letting the elbow-induced headaches subside.

The referee had already been on their way to the ropes to appraise the situation just in case a stoppage had been needed when Rebecca barked at her enough to make the woman in stripes jump a bit. With a vigorous nod, they took the request to heart and leaned out over the top rope, throwing their hands up to gesture with her fingers each number she called out to the arena.

"One!"

It was a mixed blessing to be spared on the outside. She was down pretty hard, barely even moving as she just stared with one eye half open as the black mats surrounding the ringside arena. The screaming crowd don't do much to help the pulses of pain making her head ache, but there was very little to be done about that

"Two!"

It could have been a good opportunity to play possum and use the outside of the ring to her advantage. Rebecca was a large woman and while Jinx was swift this had been a good example of how eventually she'd get caught. The problem was her lack of equalizer. She didn't have any KO kicks under her belt or cheeky grapple moves, not really for someone this big. She had to make up the difference or manage to lock the giantess into a submission where the feline fighter excelled.

"Three!"

Pressing her palms to the floor she started to push herself up, practically peeling her face off the mat as it stuff to her skin for a moment before breaking away. Up onto her knees she sat back, lifting her head to stare back into the ring at the two women inside it. The frustration was painted all over her face along with a hint of grim from the floor stuck to her cheek which she rubbed away with the back of her forearm.

"Four!"

With a labored effort Jinx rose from her kneel with a step, pulling her body up the rest of the way using her knee to brace the ascent. Biting fatigue from her terrible tumble, she made a show of tidying up her hair and dusting off her fashionable attire for the evening while keeping R becca in her sights with a dead eyes glare.

"Five!"

Getting into the ring again might be an issue with the big woman playing bouncer. Even if she managed to slip in past her, there was no stopping Rebecca from just stomping her into th dirt before she could get up. This called for a hint of misdirection.

"Six!"

Jinx placed her hands on her hips, leaning from side to side to loosen herself back up, work through the soreness to get her blood flowing again while she just breathed a bit.

"Seven!"

A slow walk to the corner grasping the middle rope she never let her eyes fall off her opponent. If left to her own devices, she took her time, though if the big woman had plans to intercept her, the feline fight would snap immediately into her next step.

Dipping, she made it look as though she was about to move between the top and middle rope inside the ring but at the last moment she broke out into a sprint, using the ropes to keep herself balanced while moving swigging at a forward lean. Along the apron she darted, staying slow, keeping pace, looking to keep herself alive in this match. Reaching the next corner, she kicked off the edge of the ring, grasping the top of the ring post. A brief hop off the outside of the middle turnbuckle and she vaulted high enough to clear the height of the corner, pulling herself on top of it in a low crouch. On the balls of her feet she kept herself light, nimble, ready to jump from the turnbuckles with an attack or seem to escape depending on Rebecca's positioning.

Rebecca had taken her sweet time with her back pressed against the ropes, occasionally looking over her shoulder at the fallen Jinx, but eventually the big woman had to get back to work and make sure that the Feline Fighter learned that sometimes discretion was the better part of valour. Or in simpler terms: "Stay down so you don't get hurt." Seeing the challenger slowly rise up and paw at the side the ring, the Giantess decided that now was the best time to make her move and set off jogging across the ring to the opposite side, hitting the ropes with enough force to shift the ring off centre.

Catapulting off with a lot more speed than she'd hit them, Rebecca paced her steps to get her in the best position to send a thrusting kick through the ropes where Jinx was climbing up to boot the challenger square in the chest. Unfortunately for her, Jinx was still lightning fast, meaning when her foot went through, the feline fighter was nowhere near the Giantess' big boot leaving Rebecca tied up in the ropes, half in and half out.

She was learning Rebecca was a lot like a big rig truck accelerating down a slope. She took a moment to get rolling but boy, when she picked up speed she could haul ass. Had Jinx not been ready to act, she would have found herself sent sailing back into the ringside area and possibly even down and out for the rest of the count. It was lucky then she was ready to move or perhaps her opponent had gotten a bit of bad luck having crossed the black cat's path. Dipping low the boot came spearing through the ropes hot on her heels, but she was already gone, taking hopping steps along the apron as she darted to the corner.

Up she went, swinging to the top in a low crouch, golden eyes narrowed as she painted a target on her opponent from across the way. Pretty far, for as acrobatic as the feline fighter was, she wasn't a very accomplished aerialist. She did however have other skills of use. Risky but worth it given how much potential damage she was being gifted with the amazonian woman being tied up in the ropes.

Rising to stand atop the turnbuckle, she drew in a deep breath, letting her arms drift out to the side of her. She needed to focus, mentally preparing herself. Time was of the essence however and she couldn't afford to stall and lose her shot. Stepping out onto the top rope she moved step over step, taking long graceful strikes on the shaking cables as she closed the distance between the women. While her gymnastic days were long since behind her, if her old coach ever dared to watch the sort of things she did in AFW on the regular, they may have been particularly proud of her now. A little closer… Closer… Now!

She was almost on top of Rebecca when she threw herself off the ropes with a spring, twisting in the air to flip herself entirely vertical. Her palms thrust down, fingers clamping down as she attempted to grab hold of the larger woman's shoulders, pausing to perform a handstand on the mighty foundation that was her opponent. She kicked out her legs, swinging her weight down behind the big woman to send her knees careening into her back like a wrecking ball, trying to drag her to the mat with a massive backstabber.

The biggest problem that came with being so strong that you could push around the tight cables that were the ring ropes was that it was a heck of a lot easier to get snagged into a position you didn't want while charging in. While Rebecca hadn't got her leg fully tanged up the giantess had to be a lot more careful pulling herself so she didn't get her arm caught or something, and that gave Jinx all the time in the world to strike back at the big bully that had shoved the Feline fighter out of the ring.

Between Jinx's momentum from her gymnastic display and the whole affair in the ropes already unbalancing her: Rebecca was pulled down with her feet flying into the air as the challenger's knees dug in beneath the amazon's shoulder blades like a pair of knives in her back with a thunderous crack. The interim champ rolled off the smaller fighter immediately after impact but this time she remained face down on the canvas, her groans of pain vibrating into the canvas.

Bringing her full weight down and around, her knees dug in deep to Rebecca's meaty shoulders, dragging the big woman down to the canvas with a display of force that had the audience gasping in surprise. The combined sound of both women hitting the mat was thunderous, shaking the ropes and jarring the referee to jump back a few steps. It had been her offense, but it wasn't without its detriment, after all she had just dropped a woman almost twice her weight on top of her. While her legs held up to the impact it went a brief uncomfortable pain through her limbs, threatening potential damage but when the larger woman flopped off of her the feeling subsided. The feline fighter let out a relieved sigh at both her execution of the difficult move and her narrowly avoiding crippling herself in the recklessness of its execution.

With a strained squint she looked to her side to see the giant face down on the mat, further away from the ropes after they had bounced… that was great. Something finally in her favor! Forgoing the fantan of attempting a kip up, she decided not to risk more acrobatics needlessly with the pain still wracking her body. Rolling over to hands and knees she rumbled to her feet, quickly scampering her way towards the injured Amazon. Reaching down she grasped for an ankle, stepping over once between her legs, she pivoted and locked her own around it. Dropping forward she fell across Rebecca's back, twisting her trapped leg coiled with hers to wedge the giants ankle against her thigh to secure the limb.

"So damn tall..." Grumbling, Jinx had to give a few hard bucks, practically grinding along Rebecca's back to reach out for her head, throwing her arms around it. Her fingers hooked inward, dovetailing with one another as she clutched for the bottom of the big woman's chin, drawing it back as far as it would come naturally. With hard vicious jerks she would try to crank her chin back, extending her arms locked in straight to crush at the sides of her opponent's head like a melon. Her abdomen harder, curling up to help work a hard stretch across the giants whole body with a STF hold. "Come on, tap!"