Ashley Loveless vs Natasha Han

Hardcore Match
Terms of Victory - Pin, submission or KO

"Crowded streets are cleared away, one by one..
Hollow heroes seperate as they run.
You're so cold, keep your hand in mine.
Wise men wonder while strong men die!"

"So cold" by Breaking Benjamin started playing on the loudspeakers as Ashley Loveless' figure appeared at the top of the ramp. The redhead was wearing a tight black jacket with a black bra beneath, a black skirt and black knee high boots. She placed her hands on her hips as she looked around at the people in the crowd, who werent especially crazy about seeing her again after so long, just a bit excited. Ashley made her way down the ramp, her arms swinging back and forward as she walked. She barely paid attention to her fans cheers, only focusing on getting to the ring.

Once she did, she'd climb into it, bend over and slip between the top and middle rope, immediatly standing straight again and heading towards her corner, where she'd lean her back on and fold her arms against her bust, waiting for her opponent to show up once for all.

After Ashley made her appearence, the lights would dim, then suddenly fireworks would go off as Natasha Han, the proud Russian fighter, began to run down the ramp. She would a cool look on her face, but inside she was still a bit unsettled after her last fight, the one-sided loss against the tiny Layla. She tried to shove thoughts of that match out of her head though, slipping under the ropes once she hit the bottom of the ramp and jumping to her feet. She proudly stepped around the ring a few times, before turning to face Ashely, giving her a soft smile and a nod, then turning back to her own corner.

Ashley turned her head away from her opponent. "Tsk. Entrance: Too flashy. Attire: Too slutty. In other words... easy win." The redhead judged Natasha inside her head. The blonde did look strong, but Ashley wasnt gonna let that scare her. She was pretty sure she'd be able to take her on easily. She wouldnt even turn to look at her opponent again, at least not until the match began. "Hmph..."

Natasha leaned gently against her corner, staring acoss to Ashley and inspecting her as well, deciding the redhead would be a good fight. Soon enough though, the bell would ring, and she would step forward to the center of the ring to meet Ashley.

The bell worked as a switch that turned Ashley's fighting mode on. The redhead brought her arms up in a defensive stance as she walked and circled with her opponent, waiting to find an opening where she could attack. If she found no blind spot, she'd take a step forward and lift her arms above her head, going for a lock up.

Natasha also seemed to go into her fighting mode as the bell rang, her eyes suddenly narrowing, locking into Ashley's gaze as the girl moved towards her. Slowly she would circle around, before moving in for the lock up that Ashley had offered. She began to push against the redhead, grunting a bit and trying to gain some ground. Ashley would find that Natasha had a fair bit of upper body strength, as she no doubt would expect from the Russian...

Ashley pushed forward with all her might, trying to overpower her taller opponent, which was pretty much useless. Finding herself being pushed back a little, Ashley'd go for a little trick. She wouldnt push as strong as before. As soon as she feels Natasha is about to push her down, the redhead would plant a foot on her stomach and roll backwards, attempting an incredible monkey flip.

Natasha was putting most of her weight into the grapple, so when Ashley went for the flip, she would be easily taken by it, ending up with her back on the mat. She wouldn't stay down long though, quickly rolling over and climbing back up to her feet to face the redhead again.

After performing the monkey flip, the redhead rolled forward and stood up in the process, swinging her arms to gain some power. Then she'd turn around, facing her opponent and bringing her arms up again, waiting for the russian to go for the next move. "C'mon, blondie. Let me see what you got." She taunted, motioning her to attack.

Natasha smirked a tiny bit. She seemed pleased by the girl's cocky attitude, and would be happy to indulge her request, lunging in towards her and throwing a few quick jabs, right for her jaw, as she drew in.