The Gatt Attack's new "Pet"

During Sabre's brutal treatement at the hands of Sha's technique Sarah had been watching with grim satisfaction. Better that Sabre learn now just what her gang was capable of or her head might get to big for that silly skull mask of hers. Still, Sarah wasn`t worried. Whether Sabre suceeds or fails her initiation Sarah was bound to get a good show.

After managing to take the cave girl down for the first time since the match began Sha was all too happy to continue punishing Sabre. After landing the elbow drop the red twin would make her way back to her feet, and then grab Sabre`s long silver hair to drag her up as well. If she managed to get both of them up, Sha would wrap her arms around Sabre`s waist, hoist her up in the air, and then drop both of them down to perform a sidewalk slam on the cavegirl.

Sabre shrieked in pain as her hair was pulled, her hands moving from her aching back, up to her aching head, but there was nothing she could do other than stumble groggily to her feet to try and alleviate the burning in her scalp.

“Bitch!” she yelled, clearly wounded by the catty nature of the hair pull, but as the cave girl was still dazed and bruised, she couldnâ€t mount much more of a defence right now. Shaâ€s cruel tactics dispelled any notion for Sabre that she might be offered any mercy. The initiation was going to get vicious.

She felt Shaâ€s arms around her and lift her up off the mat. Again, she found herself impressed at the physical strength of the red twin… before suffering the brutal slam into the canvas.

Sabre gasped as she crashed into the mat, her already-bruised spine arcing in pain. Both the ring and her body shook violently at the blow, and the floored girl clutched at her agonised back, moaning helplessly.

The impact of Sha's slam made a loud sound echo through the appartment, and Sarah knew that the neighbours downstairs would be hearing that one. Not that she really gave a shit. If they wanted them to shut up they could get in the ring and make them.

Sha would get to her feet after slamming Sabre into the mat, looking down at her with stoit silence. Sabre definitely had a strong looking body, made clear with the fact she wasn't wearing much clothes. She looked over to where her sister lay, and it looked like she was starting to recover from Sabre's powerbomb. But until then, the cavegirl was all her's.

Sha would make her way over to Sabre's legs and once there would reach down to grab both of them, hooking them under both her armpits. If she managed that, Sha would turn Sabre over into a painful boston crab, deciding to focus on her already hurting back.

Sabre lay on the mat, wincing in pain and breathing heavily as Sha stared down at her. The cave girl wasnâ€t in a good position right now, and she didnâ€t know how well the other twin was doing. Though frankly, she had her hands full with this one. Fighting both was going to be pretty daunting now.

The floored girl saw Sha walk round to her feet, stooping to grab her legs.

“No, no, no…” she whimpered. Sabre really didnâ€t want to get stuck in a submission hold right now, especially as there was a real chance that it would end with her being double-teamed again.

Spurred on by her survival instinct, Sabre would suddenly jerk her right foot backwards, hoping to yank it out of Shaâ€s grasp. If she had the time she would fire her leg upwards, looking to plant her bare foot on Sha‘s chin with a heavy kick. This was her only chance of fending off the other girl, and giving Sabre a chance of getting back upright. If she couldnâ€t, sheâ€d be dead meat.

Sha was just about to turn Sabre over to complete her submission and hopefully buy some time for Nha to recover so that they may teach Sabre a lesson together. But the cave girl was more resiliant than she once thought, and was surprised when she suddenly withdrew her right leg from her grasp. And her red eyes went wide when that foot suddenly rocketed into her chin. "UUGHH!!" Sha cried out, getting sent stumbling into the very turnbuckle she had hung Sabre from, colliding with it with a slight grunt.

Behind Sabre Nha was only just starting to recover from the powerbomb she was subjected to. Still groaning in pain she got back to her feet, ready to take the fight to Sabre once again.

Sabre might have won herself a brief reprieve with her defensive kick, but she was still in a bad way, gasping and groaning in pain as she stubbornly forced herself upright.

“Ughh…” she sighed grimly, as she hobbled up onto unsteady feet. Glancing round, she saw Sha slumped in the turnbuckle, though she knew she wouldnâ€t be there for long, and Nha getting back up, ready to reenter the fray. This wasnâ€t going to be easy.

Sabre decided to advance on the blue twin. “You - you back for more!?” she blustered with a confidence she didnâ€t quite feel. The savage was gambling that Nha was still in worse shape than she was. Shaking her head to clear the cobwebs, Sabre lunged wildly at the blue twin, hoping to grab her by the arm. Her (rather groggily conceived) battle plan involved sending Nha into the corner with an Irish Whip, hopefully making her collide with her sister.

Nha's bruised body was also unsteady in making its way to her feet, that earlier powerbomb having really thrown her for a loop. She had been down for quite some time and forced to let Sha take care of Sabre for awhile, but now she was ready to take it to Sabre again. But before her head had even cleared, she felt someone had grabbed her arm, and was shocked to see that Sabre had gotten hold of her once again.

"W-Wait," Nha whimpered groggily, but it would do her little good. WIth a groan she would be sent running into the turnbuckle where Sha was just about to remove herself, only now she would be too late in doing so. "UUGUGH!!" Both girls would cry out as they collided with each other in the corner. The weary Nha would slump against her sister, clinging onto her lest she fall over again, groaning in weary daze.

“Ha!” Sabre was panting heavily, but still able to laugh at the sight of her two opponents colliding into each other somewhat comically. Using the twins†own bodies against them really uplifted the cave girlâ€s spirits, and, as she saw her foes slumped together in the turnbuckle, another wicked idea occurred to her.

Sabre lowered her masked head, foot pawing the ground like an animal, then burst into a full sprint at the corner, running straight towards the hapless twins.

“Rahh!” she cried in pure aggression.

At the last second, Sabre would jump and spin in mid-air, crashing back-first into her stacked opponents. It was fairly reckless, but she hoped that with this running butt-thump, driving her hips into Nha, she could wind both girls simultaneously.

"Nha...get off," Sha grunted as her sister lay slumped against her, essentially trapping her in the turnbuckle. Nha was alot worse for wear than she was, having taken the worse of Sabre's brutality in this match.

"U-Ugh...sorry sis," Nha groaned, still somewhat dazed from that awkward collsion with her twin. THeir sweaty bodies were somewhat intwined and tried to untagle themselves from such a position before their savage opponant took advantage. Unfortunately, they would be too late. Sabre's charge would catch them in their vulverable position, her running slam colliding into Nha's backside.

"AHHH!!!" Both girls cried out simultaneosly from the brutal impact. Once again Nha would be the one to receive Sabre's brutal attack, but it would be Sha who took the full force of it. Crushed by the weight of Both Sabre and Nha between the turnbuckle nearly crushed the red twin. While Nha's already bruised back would inflamed again from Sabre's butt slam. Nha would fall backwards to the mat, landing with a weak graon, while Sha would remain in the corner, arms slumped over the top ropes, a pained moan the only thing coming from her.

Sabre grinned broadly as her enemies groaned and fell weakly to the mat and the corner post. The dominant cave girl was clearly pleased the results of her efforts, even flashing a smile at Sarah outside of the ring. Showing off her strength was the name of the game, after all. Both the twins had problems now; Sabre was almost spoiled for choice in how to continue her attack.

The masked girl soon turned to Sha in the corner, irked by the red twinâ€s earlier brutality. Licking her lips at the prospect of revenge, Sabre would use her left hand to grab Shaâ€s hair, sharply pulling her dazed head to look upwards. Then Sabre would ball her right fist, and deliver a massive punch to the center of the cornered girlâ€s face.

“Take THAT!” the savage snarled aggressively. With Shaâ€s arms dangling over the top ropes, Sabre would then move to loop the red twinâ€s ankles behind the bottom ropes, further entangling her in the corner.

“You gonna be my punching bag, bitch,” she growled, before burying her fist into Shaâ€s unprotected belly. Sabre would start unloading brutal left-right blows into her victimâ€s gut, occasionally glancing over her shoulder to see how Nha was doing, but mainly focusing on her target in the turnbuckle.