Satomi Kojima vs Taylor Parker

She tried to get her hands up to block, but Satomi's kick punched straight through and doubled Taylor over. She bitterly held onto her ankle, though, as she fell onto her butt.

"Uhff!" That wasn't a great start to her big last push. That took the wind out of her. She involuntarily tucked her elbows in tight to cradle her midsection to ease the all-too-familiar feeling of getting hit in the stomach and want to throw up and curl into a ball. Taylor did neither of those things. Her faced flushed red and her lips curled back and she growled. She really wanted to say something really freaking annoying right then, but... she just needed a minute.

After getting in that big kick, Satomi thought she was going to win this match now. But then, Taylor grabbed onto her foot before she can pull it back in time, dragging Satomi along with her. Satomi grunted in pain as she fell onto her hurt knee, looking at the badly hurt Taylor with annoyed fury.

"Heh, you're not looking so good," Satomi said. She wrenched her leg back, trying to get free and then pin Taylor down for the win.

"So not true..." Taylor whispered as she laid back and let Satomi have her pin. The ref appeared and began the count, she let him get to 2 before coiling her legs and kicking violently while throwing one arm up to roll her shoulder off the mat. The count stopped just in time, drawing a reaction from the crowd.

Gritting her teeth, she grabbed Satomi by the hair and yanked her head back while turning it to the side. She pushed her hips off the mat a bit with one foot and kicked the other leg way up high, so she was almost doing a split laying on her back, with her shin aimed at Satomi's face.

"Again... Get. Off."

Had Satomi not been so tired, she might've been able to hold Taylor down for the pin. But she could not. Taylor kicked out of the pin, making Satomi grit her teeth in frustration. She moved to pin again, but before she could, Taylor grabbed her hair and yanked her head down.

"Ah!" Satomi cried out in pain. Then, Satomi recieved a rough blow to the face, Taylor's boot smashing into her already sore cheek. It knocked Satomi off of Taylor, forcing her onto her side beside Taylor.

Taylor rolled over to kneel by Satomi's legs and ended up straddling one. She felt a certain bitterness to her fighting. If she was going down, she was at least going to make sure that Satomi remembered her, and felt her, for a long long time.

She pushed down on Satomi's other thigh to flatten it against the mat and hammered her knuckles into Satomi's bad knee as many times as she could while it was held in place. It wasn't that she was trying to injure her or anything. It was just what came naturally in her somewhat desperate situation.

Satomi lay on the mat for a second, stunned by the blow. It gave Taylor the time she needed to straddle Satomi's knee, trapping it, and then pushing Satomi's bad leg into position. Then came the punches. Those certainly woke Satomi up.

"AH!" Satomi cried out in pain. She tried to tuck her leg back, out of reflex, but Taylor held her leg down and hammered it repeatedly with punches. Satomi howled in pain with each punch, tears flowing out of her eyes. She quickly sat up and tried to grab Taylor's arms, to stop her from punching any more.

Taylor struggled for a moment to free her arms, but then pulled her arms back to yank Satomi in close. She reared her head back and then bashed her forehead into Satomi's face.

She was convinced that she was going to somehow lose the match, and she was trying less to win and more just to fight tooth and nail, on instinct. She countered the sick feeling in her stomach with adrenaline and determination, and suddenly this fight was like every other fight she'd ever been in. She wasn't in a professional match, she was in a fight, and she had to defend herself against Satomi, and she'd do so as violently as possible.

Satomi grabbed Taylor's arms, keeping her from punching her wounded leg any more. Satomi felt her leg starting to swell up, her knee pulsing in pain. She groaned, not quite resisting, which allowed Taylor pull her in close. When Satomi realized what was about to happen, it was too late.

"No!" Satomi gasped, but Taylor didn't stop, slamming her head into Satomi's forehead. Satomi's head snapped back. She was more than dazed, she was close to being knocked out by this blow. She slumped forward, falling against Taylor's shoulder.

Taylor wriggled away from Satomi, letting her lay flat on her stomach on the mat. She had only one thing in mind, and that was Satomi's hurt knee. She grabbed Satomi's foot with both hands, planted a boot on the back of her bad knee, and then laid back to arch the girl's leg back painfully over her head.

She didn't hold back. She bent the Satomi into something like a C shape, she twisted her foot to the outside, straining both her ankle and her knee, and stomped savagely on the back of her knee. In her mind, she wasn't winning a match, she was making an example of the poor waitress, so that no one would ever mess with her again.

The ref slid into place to watch Satomi.

Satomi was out of it enough that Taylor could've easily pinned her, so she offered no resistance at all when Taylor decided to try and extract a submission instead. She only came around when a sharp pain shot up her leg and through her body, her entire leg getting damaged beyond anything she could take.

"AHHHHH!" Satomi wailed. She was visibly crying now, sobbing in pain. In between the haze of pain and tears, Satomi finally submitted.

"N-n-no more!" Satomi said between sobs of pain, "I-I give! Please Taylor, I s-submit! You win!"