Despite all my Rage match

Heather would watch on for Kelly's reaction as she let out her feelings completely. It was as heart felt as she could make it and she really wanted to stick it to Kelly, let her know what she was fighting for and why she'll never give up in this match. With everything that's happened to her, she's more determined in this match than she's ever been in her AFW career. Letting Kelly get the victory over her would be the ultimate let down for her, for Clyde, for everyone that's supported her out of nowhere. She couldn't let Kelly get away with it.

Most of all, she just hated her guts.

As Kelly let out her first word in response to Heather's little speech, Heather would curl her eyebrow slightly. Then, Kelly would let it all out looking like she was completely crazy as she yelled at Heather loudly. "...." Heather would just glare at her as she yelled, letting out her complaints at what Heather said and why she refused her words. "..How?.." Heather would let out at her question, her head tilting slightly. "...how...huh..." Heather would repeat, almost to herself as she had no real answer as to how it happened.

As she went on though, claiming to be better than her, Heather would just stare at her again, shaking her head. "No..that's not true." Heather would simply say matter-of-factly. But as Kelly's face turned into a insane looking grin, Heather couldn't help but be slightly taken back by it. Especially with what she said that she would take all of it away and make Heather watch. "Y...you're sick...you really are." Heather would say, shaking her head as she refused the possibility of Kelly doing such a thing.

Her last words though took Heather by a slight surprise. "What she..always wanted?" Heather would say to herself in her head. What could she mean by that? Heather stopped herself from thinking too deeply into it though, she felt that nothing could give Kelly an excuse for doing what she did or going as far as she just claimed that she would. Suddenly though, the girl was coming straight towards her with yet another superkick.

Heather knew just how much that rattled her before and at the last minute she would dodge the girl's kick, her eyes opened wide at the pure rage she felt rush by her as it seemed like Kelly had somehow gotten a second wind, fueled by her intense anger. "Shit.." Heather would let out as she would attempt to rush in and tackle Kelly down from behind.

With pure rage and madness coursing through her mind and body, Kelly let loose all her emotions in a sudden burst of hate and envy directed towards her enemy, Heather Sunderland. Ever since their first meeting, Kelly's hate for Heather had always been very deep and intense. But now as The Ghoul turned to madness, her animosity towards Heather reached new heights. No longer did Kelly care about the innocent casualties within her personal war with Heather, she just wanted to end her.

Kelly wanted to destroy the one person she hated most in any way that she could, even if it meant going after the people Heather cared about, she just couldn't stand to be best by Heather in both Wrestling and Life. In Kelly's mind, Heather didn't deserve to have the kind of success and happy life that she herself always wanted. Kelly's eyes then shot open a bit once she heard Heather's response to her declaration of being better than her, shaking her head and saying that It wasn't true, like she knew her words were the absolute truth. For Kelly it looked like Heather was still acting like she knew everything and it only infuriated her more.

"Sick!?!? If Im SICK it's because YOU made me this way!!!" Kelly would snap back bitterly and loudly at Heather with anger and madness in her voice as she wrongfully blamed Heather for the way she had become, yelling this out just before she went for a Conway Kick that nearly struck Heather, but managed to dodge it at the last second, causing the Ghoul's frustration to build up even more already as her opponent managed to evade it.

Staggering forward slightly after the kick, Kelly was a about to turn around and face Heather but was instead tackled by her from behind, causing the blonde the stumble forward until stomach hit the side of the English announce table, which stopped her fall, but also hurting her slightly due to her stomach hitting the table, causing her to grunt a bit from the impact before gritting down heavily on her teeth, releasing a growl through them before she attempted raise her left arm up and throw her elbow back. Attempting to strike Heather on the side of her temple with her elbow.

It felt like the match had risen to a new level after their little verbal confrontation. With everything that was said, both girls seemed to have a even deeper hatred for eachother with what they stood for, what they were going to do. The girl had it in her mind that Heather didn't deserve what she had for some reason and Heather couldn't understand it. Why someone would think something just from a short meeting. However, she understood her hatred and gave it back to her tenfold.

"M-me!? I didn't do anything that would make any normal person like this!" Heather would let out in response to Kelly's accusing of her being the cause for her being so sick. She refused to believe such a thing before she would narrowly avoid Kelly's Conway Kick. It probably would have been a move that would probably knock her out for quite some time, but luckily, she was able to avoid it and run towards her.

As she tackled her from behind, she would feel the two collide into the English announce table, causing her to let out a grunt. She was slightly disappointed, wanting to have taken her to the ground, but she figured she could still get some offense now that she had a hold of her. However, just as she went to follow up, she would feel Kelly's elbow collide with her temple. "Gugh!" Heather would let out as she would be forced to release Kelly, causing her to stumble back until her back hit the cell as she shook her head, trying to shake off the feeling.

"Don't play dumb and innocent! You're responsible for so much and just run away from it! It was you who drove me to be this way and get Gastin's blood is on both our hands!!" Kelly would accuse her opponent with a deep, hateful glare in her eyes as Heather avoided her Conway Kick and managed to slip past her, causing Kelly's frustration to rise rapidly, getting rather upset with not being able to put her opponent down.

After managing to throw an elbow at Heather's temple after being grabbed from behind, Kelly would see Heather stagger backwards until her back met the cell wall, apparently stunned a bit. This prompted Kelly to turn around and attempt to burst into a sudden sprint towards Heather. Attempting to charge towards her and try to grab her face like she was preforming a iron claw maneuver, but would instead attempt to ram the back of Heather's head against the steel grating of the cell.

"I-I..." Heather would let out, slightly hit by the wave of emotions that tormented her in the beginning of the match. As much as she tried to refuse Kelly's words, refuse that feeling that was plaguing her mind, it just wouldn't leave her thoughts. Kelly knew just what was worrying Heather the most and she was killing her inside. Heather has suppressed the feeling for quite the duration of the match once she had gotten the upperhand, but now Kelly was bringing those emotions right back.

As she was hit by Kelly's elbow, stumbling back, she tried to recover herself and her bearings as soon as possible. It was imperative that she be completely intact throughout the entire match or she would end up suffering the affects of her worries, bringing her down quite a bit. If such a thing happened, she knew Kelly would make quick work of her, but it wasn't a feeling she could shake. She figured she would have to let out what she was feeling eventually, though was worried what would come of it.

As she went to recover herself, her eyes would widen as she saw Kelly charging her at the last minute. How late she noticed it made so that she couldn't do much to avoid her attack as her head was violently rammed into the cell. "GAAAAGH!!!" Heather would let out, her voice strained from the pain as her legs buckled, falling to a seating position if Kelly didn't hold her up.

Originally in the match, Kelly was in fact playing mind games with Heather to get inside her head and torment her further. Twisting both truth and lies to mess with Heather more and more, knowing that they had at least some effect on the girl as she uttered them out to her and watched the high flyer stumble over Kelly's words that would plague her mind, even though a majority of them were just lies and twisted truths that Kelly sought to use against her opponent.

Now it was different. Now with Kelly's fall into madness and insanity, she truly believed that her words were the truth. That everything that had happened was all Heather's fault and that The Ghoul, herself was nothing more than a victim that had been driven to do the things she had done because of Heather's actions. She felt Heather was responsible very every ounce of hate she felt for the girl and that she was completely in the right of everything. Kelly was no longer playing mind games on purpose. She felt her words were the truth now.

After dashing forth and violently ramming Heather into the cell wall, Kelly grinned in dark satisfaction as she watched her opponent yell out in pain while her her knees buckled. At that point, Kelly let her opponent fall to the arena floor as she laid seated against the steel grating. Kelly however did not release Heather, she instead attempted to squeeze her hand tighter and dig her finger tips tightly into Heather's face while pushing her head more up against the steel grating for a bit before The Ghoul attempted to pull Heather's head back and ram it back against the cell wall.

"You. Don't. Belong. Here. Sunderland! You're Nothing. But a. Joke. Who needs. To learn. Her. Place!" Kelly would let out while attempted to ram the back of Heather's head into the cell wall over and over while keeping the iron claw squeezing tighter into Heather's face.

"Gugh...hnnng..." Heather would let out small sounds of pain as she felt her head still rattled from Kelly ramming it into the cell wall just earlier. As her knees buckled and fell, she would grit her teeth, knowing how vulnerable a position that she was in. It wasn't looking good at all for Heather as she was now currently at Kelly's mercy...and Heather knew for a fact that the girl would have absolutely none, especially after her emotions had heightened so much from what Heather had said to her.

As much as her head was pounding, she was soon to find out that the first ram wasn't the end of it as Kelly gripped her head tighter, pushing it against the cell. Heather would let out shaky heavy breaths as she tried to cope with the pain when suddenly her head was pulled and rammed into the cell again. Then again, and again, and again. Kelly kept slamming Heather's head into the cell countless times, Heather letting out a cry of pain at each one.

Eventually, the steel grating would open up a small cut or two on the back of her head, bleeding from her scalp, soaking into her hair. Heather would weakly reach up to Kelly's wrists, trying to pull her away to make her stop as her eyes watered from the pain as much as she tried to hold it back. "Kn..knock...it off....you....bitch..." Heather would let out in heavy breaths, her voice weak from the pain.

Kelly continued to emit her mad grin while she kept her grip tightly on Heather's head within the iron claw, repeatedly slamming the back of Heather's head against the steel grating of the cell wall over and over, relishing every cry of pain that the purple haired girl emitted as she endured the pain that Kelly was dishing out mercilessly to her. The ghoul was now more than happy to see that the match was back in favor once more.

"Knock it off? Did you knock it off when you put all these thumbtacks in my back!?!?" Kelly would let out angrily before she released the iron claw on Heather's face, but would now attempt to grab a handful of her hair with her left hand and hold her hair up, tugging tightly at it while raising up her right fist. "I'm Going to Enjoy This..." Whispered Kelly in an almost sadistic tone of voice before she attempted to rain down several punches across Heather's face. Attempting to strike her repeatedly, over and over with hard right hands.

If she wasn't stopped, Kelly would continue to hammer her right fist down across Heather's face for at least 10 strikes before finally stopping her attack. "Hahaha-HAHAHAHAAHA!!!! You're Soooo WEAK!!!" Kelly would taunt gleefully as she laughed manically and held her opponent by the hair, shaking her lightly within her grip for a moment before attempting to haul Heather up to her feet by her hair and place her into a front headlock, aiming to drag her over towards the English announce table.

If Heather didn't stop her, Kelly would then attempt to grab Heather by the waist of her baggy pants before trying to preform a vertical suplex and slam Heather's back down upon the announce table, where she hoped the girl would remain planted upon.

"Kh...g-ghh" Heather would try her best to keep her breathing steady, coping with the pain that she was feeling run through her head. It was close to unbearable as that steel grating kept colliding with the back of her head, battering it more and more. It felt like it was a million times that her head collided with that steel before Kelly finally stopped to respond to Heather's words.

"Egh..thats..o-of course not." Heather would let out in a shaky voice to what the girl said to her. She would then feel Kelly release the claw on her face before grabbing hard at her hair, yanking at it tightly, sending a burning sensation through her scalp. She would hear Kelly's sadistic like whisper before she was assaulted by an intense pain as Kelly punched her in the face.

Heather would let out loud cries of pain each time the girl's fist collided hard with her face. The pain was out of this world as she just assaulted her over and over again, relentlessly hammering her fist into her face. It was brutal and merciless and Heather wasn't sure just how much she could take before she'd black out from all the punches. Finally, after ten brutal waves of pain crashed into her face, the punches stopped as Kelly taunted her.

Heather could offer no response at all due to the pain she was feeling as the girl laughed at her, shaking her within her grip before yanking her to her feet, locking her in the front headlock. Heather could almost not even recognize what was going on as Kelly brought her over to the English announce table, grabbing her by her pants before lifting her up. Heather would let out a weak groan as she was in the air before she was slammed onto the table from the vertical suplex, it almost being a miracle that it didn't break in half from the impact. Heather would lie there on the table, breathing heavy, shaky breaths as she let out a groan through each one.

Every punch that Kelly threw down and ended up striking Heather's face brought The Ghoul immense satisfaction and glee as she continued to hammer down and batter her opponent without mercy, keeping a handful of her hair tightly within her grasp while also pulling up on that lock of hair to deliver more agony to the girl's scalp while pounding away at Heather's face with 10 brutal blows.

Eventually Kelly finished raining down punches across Heather's face. She then took a moment to bask in the immense satisfaction that swept through her as she saw her battered opponent completely defenseless within her grasp, unable to stop the blonde from hauling her towards the announcers table where she would end up taking a vertical suplex on the table, getting planted down upon it by Kelly, who saw that her opponent was going to stay down for a bit.

"Now whose the bitch!?" Spat Kelly to her downed opponent before leaving her on the table. It was at that moment that Kelly turned towards the steel ladder that both she and Heather had used earlier, except Kelly's plans were far bigger this time around. Setting up the ladder directly in front of the announcers table, Kelly would attempt to climb the tall ladder, having a slight bit of trouble when she got higher and decided to look down, but nonetheless she was reaching the top, but probably didn't climb as fast as she should of. With Heather down, Kelly was sure she could make it to the top of the ladder and seat herself on the top step to position herself just right so that she could prepare herself for her highflying maneuver that would take Heather down.