(Complete) Hardcore Hello - Liberty meets Hannah Jericho

"Well this was never going to be a nice clean fight, was it!" laughed Liberty. "Oh, and you seem to have stepped on your own tacks!" she teased.
The black haired girl advanced on her fallen opponent. She bent over and grabbed a handful of the blonde's hair.
"So - let's see just how much pain you can take then, Hannah!" she hissed into her ear, a bit less friendly than before, knowing this was her best chance to beat the older girl.
Liberty would then yank her opponent up by her hair onto her feet, guiding the blonde's head in between her thighs in a standing headscissor position. Liberty would then aim to powerbomb Hannah straight onto the evil-looking pile of glass and tacks - a devastating move if it worked.

Hannah had felt her hair get tugged and she would get brought to her feet and was brought between Liberty's thighs. Hannah was then raised up and was sent right back down onto the tacks and glass. She screamed out in pain for a few seconds, before smiling and would attempt to stand, however she had to use the lockers to keep herself up. Hannah would then start to spit up blood and would turn around. She would then to attempt to kick Liberty in the stomach, although this move was extremely slow.

Liberty felt a sense of triumph at slamming Hannah onto the tacks, expecting the devastating move to finish her off. She was therefore quite surpise as the blonde got back on her feet, albeit slowly, and approached her with a blood-stained smile. Liberty was a bit worried now - where were Hannah's limits?
"Hannah, just give up!" the Italian girl urged, dodging the other girl's clumsy kick.
She realised this wouldn't be enough, so Liberty went to place Hannah in a side headlock. "You can't take much more of this, surely - just admit I win! Don't make me slam you into the tacks again!"
Liberty was enjoying her fight with the older girl, and was loathe to completely destroy her. However she would drive Hannah to the floor in a bulldog maneuvre, if she felt she had to.

Hannah felt the headlock get locked on, and would try to deliver a frenzy of elbows to the stomach, trying to get Liberty to let go. Even if she did let go, the frenzy would take a lot of fight out of her and she would stumble away, sitting in a corner breatheing in and out. "Hell no! You wanna win? You knock me out bitch!"

"I thought you might say that..." sighed Liberty. She grunted as Hannah elbowed her, but in return she gave the blonde an elbow back, with her metal-studded elbow pad, in an attempt to keep the other girl's head tucked under her arm.
"I guess we'll find out your limits soon enough..."
Liberty would grab Hannah by her head and start pulling her towards the pile of tacks, looking to break into a run and slam Hannah downwards in a brutal bulldog move. She figured a face-plant into hard broken glass would be enough to finish off anyone...

Hannah had felt that metal dig into her, and then got smashed into the ground, moving her arms up to not have her head get smahed into the concrete, glass and tacks. This did send a bunch of pain through her arms though and she had yelled out in pain. She could hardly stand up, but she managed to find a way, and would turn around, attempting to send a kick to Liberty's groin.

Liberty clambered back up from the semi-successful bulldog. Sheâ€d scratched her legs a little on the glass and tacks when she landed, though she was of course in much better shape than poor Hannah. The Italian girl turned, and was more than a little surprised to see the blonde struggling back onto her feet.
“Bloody hell Hannah,” Liberty shook her head in amazement. “Just stay down, already! You know, I want to fight you in the ring someday, but I wonâ€t be able to if I have to break you here. Just- ah!”
Libertyâ€s lecturing of her opponent was cut short as she was caught out by the unexpected kick to the groin. The black-haired babe winced and clutched her crotch, reeling, though shock was as much a factor as pain. It would take her a few seconds to recover – when she did, she would aim a retaliation kick right back at Hannah.

Hannah had been a bit happy that she got Liberty, and would attempt to kick Liberty again, only this time she would attempt to kick Liberty's chest. If that worked, Hannah would stumble away, sitting in a corner in a shower stall. "D-damn, Liberty is one tough woman.

“You donâ€t know when to quit, do you!?” Liberty remarked through gritted teeth. She was still pretty annoyed at being kicked in the crotch, especially when, in her view, this fight was all but over. The second kick from Hannah was pretty weak, though it did make Liberty stumble back slightly. As she did so, she spied the can of mace from the corner of her eye. While Hannah stumbled away and sat down in the corner, Liberty gathered up her mace spray and advanced on the beaten blonde.
“Han-nah!” Liberty softly called her opponentâ€s name with a mischievous grin. “Thereâ€s still a lot of this can left for you!” she cooed. “I didnâ€t want to do this, but youâ€ve left me no choice...”
Liberty stepped up to her seated foe. She crouched down a little, and looked the blonde straight in the eye. Then, showing no mercy, she started blasting her in the face with the spray can.

Hannah had looked Liberty straight in th eye as Liberty was staring down at her, but then felt a full blast of the mace can in her face. She couldn't react in time to the mace, her eyes started to water due to how much it burned, she would feel the effects, and due to her being in the corner, turning her head had only burned one eye and turning to the other side had burned her other one. She was in trouble now, and she knew it.