Hell In a Cell - Heather Sunderland vs Saten

Hell In a Cell match
Victory by Pinfall, Submission, or KO

"This is going to be amazing."

As she has finally started to get used to how things work around here in AFW, Heather has been eagerly awaiting her next match. Imagine how she felt when she finally got word of what it was. What could possibly be considered one of the most brutal matches in wreslting, a Hell in a Cell match. Most girls would be fearful to even walk out to the arena if they had known that they were to be a part of a match like this. Heather on the other hand has been on edge ever since she heard about it. Excited to no end, much to the dismay of her brother who had to deal with her the whole time, she has been preparing non-stop for the match.

Heather is now hanging around in a vacant room in the backstage area. She arrived at the arena early today and has been watching old tapes of Hell in a Cell matches from popular American wrestling companies from then until now. Only minutes away from her match, she checks the clock yet again. As if she remembered something, she quickly turns off the television and steps out of the room into the hallways. A crew member walks by her and gives her the 'five minutes' signal. Giving him a thumbs up, Heather keeps walking down the hall and around the corner.

Meeting another member of the backstage crew, he hands her a few papers and nods his head. "Here they are, exactly what you asked me to get. Bio and records on your opponent tonight, found em easily online. Anything you need to know...that isn't personal." he says. "Yes! Thank you! This should help...well sort of. Stuff like this cant tell you exactly how your opponent fights, but I guess the general stuff is pretty good to know. Thanks again!" She says as she grabs the papers and walks back the way she came.

Taking another turn, she head towards the curtains to the arena while flipping through the papers. "Saten huh...from the looks of this I'm sure she'll feel right at home in this match...definitely should be interesting. I don't see this match getting boring any time soon...This girl is no joke though..Well at least now that I know she doesn't really care for her opponent, I guess I don't need to either!" She says with a big smile on her face. She throws the papers in a nearby bin as she arrives at the gorilla position.

One of the crew members gives her a cue that it's finally her time to go out there. This is added on by when "Another Me" by Jeff Hardy starts to blast throughout the arena. The lights turn blue and green laser lights shoot out from the entrance ramp and the sides of the ceilings. Heather steps out to the stage area as she stares down to the ring. "Wow...the cell is much bigger in person isn't it?" She says aloud to herself. She takes a deep breath, feeling for the first time a slight tinge of nervousness as she begins to walk down the ramp. The crowd greets her with a mixed reaction, half booing and half cheering, yet as always she takes no acknowledgement to them. She's here for herself and no one else, especially not them.

Walking through the door to the cell, she looks around in awe. The area is covered with the gigantic structure, and there is enough room between the walls and the ring to grab weapons from underneath. A huge grin appears on her face as she climbs up to the apron and enters the ring through the middle of the ropes. She walks to the other side and leans back on the top rope as she takes one more deep breath. Staring down at the entrance, she awaits the arrival of her opponent, Saten - The Insane.

While her opponent was making her appearance to the ground, Saten had just stepped backstage. She listened to the song of her opponent and simply disregarded it as local trash, she will have to make sure this opponent will be but a example of how cruel she can be. When a staff member came to adress her though, her attention was shifted towards him, those cold, deadly eyes upon his, it even made the staff member shivver. " .. We're rea-- " That was all he could say, a punch to the face had silenced him and knocked him right out, laying on the floor like a dead bird. "Let this be a small lesson for all of you, Don't talk to me, just get things ready. "

The others gulped and went back to work quickly, leaving Saten to give the unconsious body a quick stomp while she made her way to the entrance, cracking her knuckles along the way. She was excited enough by the choice of this match, she didn't want a sissy match right at the start, she wanted that blood to be shed and this match was simply perfect for it. She had everything ready and about to set in motion, all she had to do was bring the pain to the enemy.

" You faggots are slow with my music.. " She gave the people that were working on her audio intro a menacing glare, one they had them working alot faster. The loud boom she ' ordered ' came a few seconds later, signalling Saten's entrance as she stepped outside to face the crowd, that glare had never left her face and she could care very little at these corpses coming to support either one of them. If they stop me, I'll just have to tear them to pieces. This is so excellent. Saten had so many thoughts in her mind about how to tear into her opponent, she wasn't one to go easy on anyone, not even those cute kawaii wrestlers roaming around this place. " A Corpse is a corpse. " She spoke softly to herself while she almost casually kicked the door open rather then having one of those staff members open it for her.

Saten entered the cage, not giving a glance over her shoulder when that lock was snapped shut, getting up into the ring to face her opponent and size her up. This was all too perfect, she wanted this future misery to last forever! She couldn't wait to sink into her flesh, tear her to pieces and throw those pieces over the crowd! But that would just be a little to violent.. She guessed she might not do too much damage then she herself she fits.

As the girl's music played and she stepped out into the arena, Heather strained her eyes to look through the cell and up the ramp. She couldn't tell from this distance, but she almost got some sort of vibe from her opponent that was sending off something fierce. Just from that, she knew the girl was no joke and the info that she picked up was no exaggeration. Heather came off from leaning on the ropes and stretched herself out more. She could feel this one was going to really take it's toll on her body.

When Saten got closer and entered the cell, Heather nodded her head a bit. At first glance, the outward appearance of the girl wasn't anything serious. She didn't look as if she was as violent as she heard. In her mind, Heather was half expecting some big muscular women with war scars for some reason. But yet, just one look at the girl's face, more specifically her eyes, told the true story to Heather. The intensity behind that look as she climbed into the ring sizing her up clearly showed that she was ready to rip into Heather the first chance she got. While for Heather the carelessness for her opponents well-being came from her desire to win, she could tell Saten's similar feelings instead came from just a love of violence and her opponent's suffering. Heather even felt a bit of nervousness just from the feeling she gets from the girl, something she doesn't usually experience.

Figuring she'd take the risk and test the waters, Heather walked up to Saten and extended her hand. She had a gut feeling that the handshake wouldn't be accepted but yet she still put on a grin as she held it out. "Heather Sunderland. Let's have a good bloodbath tonight shall we?" She says, clearly in bad taste but figuring she wants to have her few seconds of fun before the match gets underway. She knows from here on out, they will both be trying to tear eachother to pieces, regardless of what their end goals are.

Saten's eyes were full of hatred towards this girl already. She didn't know Heather, she didn't even bother searching for any kind of information on her, all she knew was that this girl was in the way and thus had the be dealt with painfully. Saten had no plan set in motion, she wanted to see how long this corpse could stand, fight, entertain. Saten never saw anyone as an equal unless proven otherwise, they will all corpses ready to be annihilate, dissapear from the face of the earth.

It was just a cat and mouse game for Saten, and she was quite the sadistic cat. The oppurtunity to injure her opponent though, was handed out faster then she thought it would. Her head tilted, her eyes wandered down to look at the extended hand, it was certainly the dumbest idea to start a cage match with, this match was strictly for the violence, nothing more. So this corpse thinks she's on even turns with me? A maniacal grin appeared on her face, content with the oppurtunity presented to her. Her eyes shifted to glare right into Heather's eyes, wanting to keep a certain amount of attention to her while her hand dropped and went over to her opponent's.

When her fingertips pressed upon the girl's palm, was it Saten's signal to attack, she only wanted to make sure her eyes remained on Heather so she could see her expression of Saten's early betrayal. A strike to the stomach or chest isn't enough for Saten, she wanted this girl to suffer early on in the beginning, she wanted her to feel what kind of mistake she had made. Her lips curled in an even more menacing grin, teeth showering and eyes widening, giving her opponent a deadly expression when the hand that was about to grip Heather's hand, clenched into a tight fist and suddenly rocketing it upwards, trying to send a fierce punch right towards the girl's throat.

Heather will soon find out that her gesture that she did purely for fun would be a mistake. Her one problem that seems to cost her matches is her thoughts that it's all in there for her. She feels her time in the ring matters more than her opponents and that the only possible result of any match is her victory. However, her fun picking actions clearly have no place in this match as she sees the girl's face turn to an almost crazed grin. Seeing this, Heather's face twists as she goes to back away from the girl, but is immediately met with a vicious punch to her throat.

"Ghuaahk!" She lets out an odd sound as the punch causes her to choke and fall backwards. Realizing how stupid a mistake she already made, she curses herself in her head. She now knows that there will be no fun in this match and it will be a ruthless fight until the very end. The girl she's facing isn't afraid to use any means to tear into her, and it showed there with that swift hit.

As Heather hits the ground, she quickly uses the momentum to roll out of the ring. Holding her throat, she gets up on all fours, coughing a bit as she looks to the ground. Shifting her eyes to the left, she shoots her hand underneath the apron, already searching underneath for a weapon, and pulls out a 2x4 from underneath the ring. A small smile appears on her face as she lets out a few more coughs and sits down, resting her back against the ring. Hoping that the girl will try to pull her back in, she readies herself to swing the piece of wood above her head if and once she's grabbed.

Saten could not begin to describe the feeling of watching her opponent's pained expression and the damage her sneak attack did to her. She didn't follow up when the girl rolled out of the ring, it only added further to Saten's excitement to injure this girl. She wantd to prolong the girl's suffering, she wasn't too hasty about hurting her despite wanting more.

She wasn't sure what the girl was doing though, it made Saten... Curious.. Sure, she had an arsenal of small weapons underneath her maiden uniform but she wasn't planning on using them just yet. The grin never left Saten's face, taking a few steps closer but not quite close enough to the ropes, she just wanted to see what Heather was doing, rubbing her own wrists a few times and getting ready to attack her again if she finds out the girl was infact taking a breather.

While Saten likes to play it safe at these sorts of occassions, it was really hard to not wanting to see that agonized facial expression of Heather again, licking her own lips as she took those few steps closer.

As Heather sits, waiting for something to happen, she lets out a few more coughs. On one hand she is actually still feeling the effects of the swift punch to her throat, but mostly she is continuing the coughing to give off some sort of notion that she was only sitting and resting herself. Something was wrong though, Heather was beginning to get impatient. She expected a quick follow-up from Saten, but it was clear that wasn't what was going to happen.

"Come on! The hell is she doing?" she thought to herself as she waited. It became obvious that this plan wasn't quite going to work exactly as she had planned. No matter though she thought, she had another idea. She could hear that the girl was coming closer to her, just not as quickly as Heather had thought she would be earlier. So Heather sat and waited until Saten would be in a reasonable closeness to the ropes. Her original plan wasn't going to work regardless, but maybe this will.

Hearing slight footsteps closer, Heather lets out one more cough, and then cuts it off quickly as she grabs the ropes with her empty left hand before jumping up and turning. Trying to use her speed to somehow take the other girl by surprise, she'll use the ropes and her momentum from the jump to leap over them and attempt to swing down the 2x4 onto Saten.

Saten couldn't quite see what her opponent was up to, perhaps she had hit her harder then she thought? Or perhaps was more fragile then it seemed.. It didn't matter to her, she wasn't satisfied with just one punch, she wanted to give this girl a taste of what reality in this kind of match was, a true meaning to the word Hell.

She took a quick step however when the girl came leaping over the ropes and before she could defend herself, was the wooden object slammed right down on the top of her head. Saten was forced to stumble back, one hand clutching the top of her head that seemed to have it's own heartbeat, it was bonking like crazy. So this girl wanted to play sneaky huh? She really hated this kind of people, they could never fight head on and had to resort to cheap tactics, she made a mental note to break one of her arms or legs once she was done beating the crap out of her.

Saten knew that if she stayed away too long a momentum would be build up from that attack and immidiatly she forced herself to charge forward, aiming to show Heather just how futile it was to fight her by trying to crash the top of her head right into the girl's gut!

Heather seemed pretty proud at her sly plan. As she jumped through the air and brought the 2x4 down on Saten's head, a wave of satisfaction came over her. Feeling the hit connect, she grinned and was sure of herself on the inside that this was the start of her getting the upper hand in the match. However it looks like Saten was clearly not going to allow that.

Too wrapped up in her little inner victory in hitting the move, Heather doesn't notice Saten charging at her until the last minute. Her face took on one of shock as suddenly the girl rams her head into Heather's gut. "Kuuh!" she lets out as the impact of the headbutt-like maneuver not only puts her gut in pain but also forces the air out of Heather, both these things together causing her to lose grip of the weapon as it drops to the mat.

She bends over from the hit as she clenches her teeth and squints one eye. "Damnit!" she says aloud as she attempts to grab Saten's arm right arm with her left in her pain. Not wanting to be the only one taking a hit, she almost blindly swings her elbow down hoping to connect with the girl's back.

Despite the effective hit on Heather, it didn't do the pain in her head any good but atleast she managed to prevent the girl from making any more advancements on her and even made her drop the weapon, that was just great for Saten. Still, she wasn't able to silence Heather's actions for long, that elbow came rather hard to her back, it wasn't something Saten had thought ahead of.

Still, she had herself buried into Heather's stomach while that attack came and saw only one kind of retaliation fit to attack the girl with. Her hands reached down and tried to grab Heather by the ankles and if succesfully, pull up with all her might to try and lift Heather up and throw her over her.