Amethyst Velour vs. Inoue Ritsuko (Anything Goes)

Both of Inoue's eyes widened, as she saw what was coming. It was at that point where Inoue became intimidated for the first time. She didn't doubt that taking too many shots from Amethyst would render her unconscious, especially at this point. The only thing that could prevent it was Inoue's arms. She threw them up and mimicked Amethyst's defense tactic, only with a turned head, trying to keep her black eye away from the shots, as after the first one hit she felt as though she'd be better off dead. It had forced a tear from her damage eye, though it was completely unintentional and more a reflex to the damage than her succumbing to the pain. It still pissed Inoue off, and with her opponents weight on her stomach, she found breaking free to be difficult. Still, if the beating continued, she'd lose. Inoue was determined to make her name known, losing was not the way to do it. There was desperation in her eyes, it showed for the first time, despite taking many desperate actions, this was the first time she was visibly moved. Her head threatened to explode after she took a shot to the temple. Her vision faded briefly, everything went black, only to come flooding back in, seconds later.

Inoue needed to keep her head covered, so she did the only thing that would allow her to keep protected, keeping her arms in a blocking position, Inoue lifted her legs and attempted to hook Amethysts arms with them, wanting to pull her into a surprise pin. It was more or less the only move she could use to get out of the dangerous situation. Assuming she at least pulled off the maneuver and she would try to hold Amethysts arms down for a count.

With each punch she rained down onto Inoue, Amethyst's grin grew wider and wider, until eventually, the girl broke, laughing insanely with her barrage of brutal blows.

"You like that, bitch?! I want to hear you scream! Scream for me!"

She was totally absorbed in her assault, thinking she had Inoue down for good and right where she wanted her. It wasn't until Inoue's legs rose up and hooked her arms that she realized that wasn't the case.

"The hell?!"

The next moment, she was flat on her back, trapped by the surprise pin, and the referee would slide out of the ring, dropping to the floor and beginning the three count for the first pin.

"One!"

Inoue's head was still fogged, but she still managed to crack a small smile at how shocked Amethyst was. She struggled to keep her opponents arms down, seeing the referee begin a count. If anything, she'd escaped the barrage of punches. Amethyst appeared more damaged than even Inoue was. She didn't seem to enjoy fighting, she enjoyed brutality. Inoue knew to be weary of letting her get a position on top of her, she'd nearly lost the match. Inoue had no idea of Amethyst was remotely weakened enough to go down, but Inoue would do anything to spare herself from the hail of blows. She waited to see if the referee's hand would make it down for a two count.

Amethyst was quite a bit weak, that was true, but she was quite stubborn and still running on her rage and hatred towards Inoue. The moment the ref raised her hand for the second count, Amethyst would let out a scream, jerking her entire body, trying to throw Inoue off of herself to break the pin.

Inoue was surprised by the kick out method, her smile faded as Inoue rolled in a backwards somersault. Inoue pulled herself to her feet using the barricade, still a bit wobbly on her feet.Inoue still moved swiftly, the first thing she would go for was the chair, still nearby. She scraped it off the ground quickly and charged back over to Amethyst, who she would try to nail with the chair, swinging it in an arch directed towards her body.

Amethyst was rising at about the same time as Inoue, though Inoue was a bit quicker at getting to her feet and grabbing the weapon. The purple haired woman rushed in towards her opponent, bravely going to face her head on...and stupidly getting struck in the side by the chair. It hit her hard, Amethyst shouting out and staggering towards the barricade away from Inoue, grabbing her side in pain.

Inoue smiled yet again, seeing Amethysts own happiness fade. Just moments ago, she was all smiles while she was pounding on Inoue, now Inoue sought to put her in the direct opposite of that. The minute she saw Amethyst staggered, it brought a rising feeling of satisfaction to her once more. She didn't plan on letting up. Quickly, Inoue shot out her left hand to strike Amethyst again. Whether or not she succeeded, she would try forcing Amethysts head to the barricade, slamming it then leaving it on the top of the barricade, wicked intentions on her mind.

Amethyst let out another shout as she was hit in the side, then she felt her head grabbed and slammed down into the barricade. A dull grunt passed her lips, and it seemed that hit did a number towards dazing her again, as she lied atop the barricade, her body slowly rising and falling as she panted, breathing heavily, her thoughts quite muddled from the sudden hit.

This moment was Inoue's. She saw the opportunity present itself, and didn't hesitate to lift the chair high, above her own head, and send it crashing down on Amethysts. If she succeeded, she would abandon the chair, tossing it behind herself, and instead she'd return to the most satisfying method, beating Amethyst with her fists.

The chair struck Amethyst dead in her back as she lied over the barricade. When the nearby audience saw Inoue approached with it, they backed off, and as it struck the purple haired woman she would let out a horrifying sound, a mix between a shriek and a scream. Her body jerked hard, and she slipped off the barricade to the floor before Inoue, curling up into a pained ball and trying to cover herself with her arms to protect herself from the ongoing assault.