Despite all my Rage match

As Heather narrowly avoided the leg drop from Kelly, and in turn avoided a viscous chair shot to the back of her head, she felt in the clear for a while, yet again avoiding something that could have caused the beginning of the end to occur to her in this all important match. Losing to Kelly felt like it would be the ultimate downfall for her, not even able to claim revenge on the girl that caused all the chaos that was happening to her and Clyde.

Heather took her chances as usual with her flip over the top rope to try and reclaim the offensive side in the match. A hasty decision that she through out just to make use of the time that she had from avoiding Kelly's earlier move. Even so, even with how quickly it was done, her flying through the air was just as graceful as before, showing to the crowd and the people watching it on the television exactly how much she had mastered the craft of high-flying maneuvers. However, regardless of how much one masters it, it always has it's risks and it always is the most chance type style that there could be. Heather was about to get another lesson in that right then.

As she collided with Kelly, she felt the girl bump backwards into the steel, causing a grin to form on her face. However, just as she did she would feel that she wasn't moving from the spot that Kelly held her in. "Huh!?" Heather would let out as her eyes opened wide. She would look up at Kelly as the girl yelled and cursed at her before she felt herself being lifted up.

Too stunned to do anything about it, Heather was lifted into the air by Kelly before she was violently slammed down onto the slim padding on the outside from the powerbomb. "Kaagh!" Heather would let out in pain as her body jerked up a bit and she let out a violent cough, the wind knocked out of her hard.

After Heather preformed the flipping senton maneuver and collided into Kelly, her back was effectively slammed hard into the steel grating behind her, yet she still managed to wrap her arms around Heather's waist, allowing her to barely catch her in mid-air. With a strained cry, Kelly used all of her strength and will power to make herself stand upright before swinging Heather's body up as high as she could, allowing Kelly to drive her opponent down hard on the slim padding of the arena for a rather rough powerbomb.

After slamming Heather down, Kelly stumbled backwards and fell on her rear before she began to clutch her lower-back, having strained her body quite a bit with that last move. She had plenty of will power, but Kelly knew if she continued to push herself to hard she could end up hurting herself. She had to avoid using more power based moves, but it appeared that was going be easier now after The Ghoul saw what the powerbomb did to her opponent.

"Ha...Ha....HAHA....HAHAHAHAHAHA!!! S-See what that useless high-flying shit accomplishes, Sunderland!? See where it get's you!?!? It brings you Absolutely NOTHING and gets you NOWHERE!!!" Kelly would exclaim and taunt Heather more after bursting out into more maniacal laughter as she watched her opponent laying down on the arena floor with the wind knocked out of her.

Eventually Kelly rose to her feet and left Heather on the arena floor, deciding to leave her there while she went to retrieve another weapon, this time her weapon of choice was none other than the steel steps, flipping the top part off before grabbing the bottom half and taking it into her arms, proceeding to then turn herself around towards Heather and wait for her to stand. Intending to ram the steel steps into her head once she stood up.

"God...your voice....is so annoying.." Heather would let out between her strained breath as she lie on the arena floor, tending to her back as much as she could. Kelly's words were just grating in her head, driving her more and more crazy as she went on. It was almost unbearable as she tried her best to regain her breathing normally and sooth the pain that she was feeling in her back. The powerbomb, albeit maybe not a full one, was a very very heavy impact onto the floor and it was certainly going to take some time to recover from that.

Taking the time she could, Heather would rest herself on the arena floor. She had no clue what Kelly was up to, but she felt like she should use the recovery time to her advantage. She had to get back into this because as of right now it wasn't looking all too good. The only real damage that Heather had dealt to Kelly so far was the attacks with the chair. That and the two times she was able to force Kelly into the steel cage.

Finally, Heather would reach out to the apron to pick herself up. She would lean on it on her knees first before she would press her hands down to gain herself some footing. Holding her back from the pain, she would stretch herself out slightly as she got to her feet, only to turn and see Kelly coming straight at her. It took her a few seconds to register what was going on, but next thing she knew she felt a hard, cold impact of steel ram into her face, sending her right back down to the floor.

"AAAAGH!!!" Heather would let out, holding her face from the pain as she checked for blood. Somehow it wasn't drawn yet, but that didn't take away from the immense pain that she was feeling as she writhed a bit on the floor.

With the steel steps in her hands, Kelly eagerly waited for her opponent to rise up and give her a chance to strike. Once Heather got to her knees, Kelly licked her lips in anticipation and waited for a moment before she charged forth with the steel steps in hand to ram it right into Heather's face. Successfully knocking her opponent down once more with a heavy hit.

"Ha! You end up on your back quite often, don't you Sunderland?" Taunted Kelly with a smug grin to her downed opponent just after ramming the steel steps into Heather's face, which Kelly would slide inside the ring for use later on. "I can't help but wonder how someone as weak as you managed to get this far in AFW... You're a joke... Your Toy, Your Brother and Your Friend have all managed to obtain belts... But you... You're just a loser..." Kelly would say to Heather coldly before attempting to reach down and grab a handful of her hair to pull up onto her feet before attempting to ram Heather into the steel grating of the cell.

"Sh-shut up..." Heather would let out at Kelly's words, something she's said to her before. It was words that stung her quite deep as she had to fight the slight jealousy that she had before. Now she was even more ashamed that that feeling was lingering around somewhere in her, even if it was a very very slight feeling. The fact that it was still there was all that mattered to Heather, and she hated that part of her. That she'd even think of something like that at a time like this was horrible.

However, what she had to be thinking now was fighting Kelly and not letting her deal any more big damaging moves to her. She'd taken too much in the succession of moves that Kelly had done to her and she had to fight her way out and get back on the offensive. As Kelly grabbed a handful of her hair, starting to lift her up, Heather would let out a yell and swing at Kelly as she was on her knees, trying to throw an almost blind punch at the girl's gut in an attempt to stop her.

"Make Me..." Replied Kelly to Heather's words as she continued to grin down at her in a rather confident yet arrogant manner as her statement was made simply to anger Heather further and challenge her to try and silence The Ghoul who wouldn't stop trash talking and playing mind games. "I wouldn't worry though... Maybe now that your toy is dead you can pin him and finally have a belt for yourself! HAHAHA!!!" Kelly would say with an almost crazed grin in her eyes before she laughed at Heather in a mocking manner once again.

The Mind Games and Verbal Abuse wasn't going to stop. As long as Kelly could speak she would continue to torment Heather both physically and mentally. But as for the physical aspect, Kelly was far from soft with her approach as she went to grab Heather by the hair and try to haul up on her feet, but would only manage to get her on her knees as the high-flyer fought back and struck Kelly in the abdomen. "Ooof!!" Grunted Kelly as her body jolted back a bit after Heather delivered a blind yet swift punch to the blonde's abdomen that caused her to let go of Heather's hair as she clutched her stomach for a moment.

"Ah! Bitch!!!" Kelly would roar out after the punch that stunned her slightly before she attempted to retaliate and throw a punch of her own down across Heather's cheek.

"You...little.." Heather would let out after she clicked her tongue at Kelly's words. "I...I would never.." Heather would continue in protest of what Kelly was saying. Her words were outrageous to Heather, but the way she worded it tormented her even more. Suggesting that it was the only way she would get to that top of the mountain that she was striving for, doing something like that. It was more than Heather could take as Kelly kept up her mental torment, something that seemed like it was never going to end.

As Heather connected with the punch to Kelly's gut, she would breath out a relieved sigh as the girl released her hair, the burning feeling on her scalp calming down as she did. However, not too long afterwards, Heather would feel Kelly's hard punch collide with her cheek, causing her to stumble on her knees slightly, bracing herself with her hands, preventing herself from falling to the side like she almost did. Gritting her teeth, she would glare up at Kelly, trying to ignore the incredibly sore feeling in her face.

"First of all...he..isn't dead...you...CUNT!" Heather would let out as she would swing her fist again, trying to hit her a second time in the gut before rubbing her cheek slightly.

Kelly noticed how her last statement affected Heather and she couldn't keep herself from grinning slightly at what appeared to be hesitation on Heather's part. For Kelly, it appeared that she found yet another sore spot within Heather's emotions to attack. "Ha! Are you so sure? You sound like you're hesitating... Are you so desperate for a title belt that you'd take it from a dead man?" Taunted Kelly once again before a quick punch from Heather silenced her, prompting Kelly to throw a punch of her own in retaliation which she hoped would stop Heather but the high-flyer was still fighting and managed to punch the ghoul once more and cause her to double over as Heather's fist drove into her aching stomach that was still sore from the relentless chair attack.

"Ughhh...." Groaned Kelly as she clutched her stomach while hunched over, deciding it was best to retreat for the moment and avoid taking more punishment to her already battered abdomen. Kelly would instead fallback around the corner of the ring before reaching under to grab a weapon, a kendo stick. She then slid inside, trying to catch her breath and soothe her abdomen while also continuing to play her mind games with Heather, waiting for her to join her back inside.

"H-Ha! You really believe that don't you? He might be breathing... But he isn't moving... He's just a shell and is going to stay like that! And without a shooter blame... Everyone will find someone else to blame... You... Because it is in fact your fault... Bonnie knows this... And she won't be your friend forever once she realizes that you were the cause of all this. She was there and she knows more than anyone it was you who fired the first shot. Declared Kelly as she tried to torment her opponent once again, not letting up one bit on her harash mind games that she continued to throw at Heather, hoping to make her mad and get her back in the ring where Kelly would wait with her kendo stick, which she intended to use against her.

"N-no! I said I wouldn't! I would never! I.." Heather would let out, shaking her head at Kelly's words. As much as she hated what the girl was saying, it was almost as if she was unintentionally just feeding her more and more to work with. The more she reacted and responded to Kelly's words, it was like it was just more power and fuel for Kelly's emotional attacks. Heather would probably prefer Kelly's physical attacks over the intense emotional stress that the girl was putting her through the entire match.

But she had to rise above it. As Kelly took a swing at her, Heather would come right back fighting, taking another swing at her gut. It seemed like almost a stalemate in the punches, however after that one, Kelly would retreat, walking to another side of the ring. Just as she did that, Heather would reach out her hand, strained as she tried to reach for her, instead grabbing just air, causing her to stumble forward onto her hands and knees. "Gh.." Heather would let out, blinking her eyes a few times causing what seemed like a teardrop fall from one of them onto the Arena floor. "Egh..Shit..knock it off Heather.." She would let out, cursing herself as she wiped any other tears from her eyes before shaking her head.

"This..is ridiculous." Heather would say, not realizing just how much Kelly was getting to her before she would hear her continue. Her talk about Bonnie blaming her if no one else, it was causing a huge pain in her chest as she fought the urge to break there. "D...Damnit!" Heather would let out as she slammed her fist onto the arena floor. Looking to her left, she would stare at the ring apron for a second before fishing under it. After a few seconds, she would come across a bag that she would pull out and stare at. Shaking it caused a metallic jingle before she opened it and grinned as she looked inside. Trying to hide herself from Kelly's vision the entire time, she would turn the bag upside down and pour the contents all over the arena floor in front of her. Out came thousands of thumbtacks, all spread out in a pile. Letting out a long sigh, Heather would peek her head up to look in the ring, seeing Kelly standing there with the kendo stick.

"Ok..." Heather would let out before sliding into the ring slowly, lying there acting like she was more exhausted that she was. Playing possum as it was called, as she waited for Kelly to react.

After the two traded punches, Kelly noticed during her retreat that Heather was a lot weaker than what she appeared to be as she saw the girl stumble forth a bit. This let Kelly know that her powerbomb did quite a bit of damage to Heather and that taking her out of the fight was probably going to happen a lot sooner than what she once thought. But Kelly still decided now was a good time to retreat since Heather still had quite a bit of fight in her. On top of that, The Ghoul didn't know how many shots to the abdomen she was going to take before she collapsed, so a temporary recovery appeared to be the best option.

After grabbing the kendo stick, Kelly waited in the ring for Heather, deciding to taunt her more and more until she decided to get back into the ring before getting clocked by Kelly with the kendo stick. But when Kelly saw Heather slam her fist into the arena floor, she began to laugh at her once more. "Awww... You upset? You could always just quit if im too much for you!" The Ghoul would mock, thinking that the time Heather used out of her vision was just her writhing in pain and frustration, not noticing that the girl had dumped several thousand thumbtacks onto the arena floor before she slowly slid into the ring.

Heather looked, beaten down, exhausted and tired, Kelly felt this was her chance to strike. "Say Goodnight, Gracie!" Excalimed Kelly before she charged forth with the kendo stick, attempting to bash it upside Heather's head, completely unaware of what lied behind Heather on the arena floor.