Ivory and Violet vs Miss Spencer (Complete)

Coincidentally enough, Ivory was thinking of running into the ring to help Violet out at that moment. Spencer, however, seemed to be reading her mind: before Ivory could slide under the ropes, Spencer ran towards her. Yelping, Ivory tried to duck, but she was too late. Spencer's forearm slammed against her face, emitting a cry of pain from the blonde-haired girl before she toppled off the ring, hitting the ring apron back-first. Moaning, Ivory lay in a sprawl outside the ring, her blonde braid playing about her head like a halo.

Violet, though was oblivious to all of this. Groaning, she weakly covered her hurting face with one hand, and tried to will herself to move. All she could to, however, was kick one leg slightly. Her vision was a blurry mess, and she barely even realized that she was lying on the mat.

Spencer leaned against the ropes for a moment as Ivory dropped to the floor. Her arms hung over the top rope, the teacher just watching Ivory as she lied there upon the floor. She normally wouldn't have tried something like that, but in a match like this, she didn't really have a choice. Sighing to herself, she turned back towards Violet, stepping towards her with unsteady steps. As she approached Violet, she leaned down, grabbing her arms to drag the girl to her feet again. Once Violet was up, she slipped behind her, hugging the girl tightly around her waist, her body pressing close to Violet's. She hugged her like this for what seemed like forward to her, then taking a deep breath, Spencer went to haul Violet up off of her feet, trying to throw her over herself with the first suplex of her Tricolor Suplex finisher!

Violet was still lying dazed on the mat, kicking weakly in an effort to will herself to move, when Spencer came over to her. As such, she was only aware of feeling someone grab her arm as Spencer dragged her up to her feet. Violet stood back up on wobbly legs, almost toppiling over again as Spencer pulled her up. She remained glassy-eyed as Spencer leaned over, wrapping her arms around her slender waist and lifting her up off her feet.

As she was thrown head over heels, Violet was, for a split second, wide awake again as the blood rushed to her head. This, however, was before she slammed, head-first, into the mat again. With a cry of pain, she crumpled back down onto her front, moaning.

As the teacher flipped Violet over and slammed her down with the suplex, she kept her arms wrapped around her waist. Once they hit the mat, Spencer rolled over with Violet, trying to drag her back to her feet. Taking another deep breath, she would try to lift her over for the second suplex in her finisher, and after that, she would then go for the third.

Once she had thrown Violet into the mat with all three parts of her Tricolor Suplex, she would release the girl, letting her go to collaspe upon the canvas.

"Nnnnnuuughh..." Violet moaned as she lay sprawled on her front, her world reduced to a dizzy blur of lights and sound. She was unable to fight back as Spencer pulled her to her feet again. Once again, she was dragged wobblingly to her feet. Once again, Spencer was able to effortlessly lift her up and slam her back down to the mat.

When Spencer went to pull Violet up for the third time, she wasn't even twitching or kicking. Violet was practically a rag doll as she was dragged back up and lifted off her feet. For a third and final time, she was slammed down to the mat with a tremendous thump. The Canadian girl lay sprawled on her front, unmoving and seemingly unconscious after going through Spencer's brutal finisher.

After the third suplex, Miss Spencer lied beside of Violet for several long moments. Lifting and slamming Violet over like that had taken the rest of what little strength she had. She was wiped out now, she had nothing left. Regardless of that fact though, she knew she had to do one more thing to end this tiring match.

Pushing herself up to her hands and knees, she crawled to Violet, taking hold of her body and pushing her over onto her back. The teacher then slid onto her frontside, lying atop her. Her older, heavier body pushed down against Violet's younger, smaller one as she reached for one of the girl's bare legs, lifting it up to pin the girl down.

The referee dropped to the mat, slapping it once to begin her count. "One!"

Violet was unceremoniously rolled onto her back by Spencer, her body remaining limp and unresponsive. The fact that her eyes were closed indicated to the audience that the Canadian girl was as good as done for.

As Violet's leg was hooked, the audience watched in anticipation as the countdown began.

Miss Spencer felt her own eyes closing as she hugged Violet's leg tight to herself. Her breath quickened as the referee continued her count, Violet showing no signs of movement.

"Two!"

Once again, Violet did not move. She was completely finished by Spencer's Tricolor Suplex. Outside the ring, Ivory moaned and rolled onto her side, slowly pushing herself back up, but she was in no position to help her sister at all.

"Three!"

The referee's hand hit the mat for the third time, and she then leaped up to her feet, signalling for the sound of the bell to end the match. The moment she did, Miss Spencer dropped Violet's legs. She remained lying atop the girl for a brief moment, then started to stir, rubbing against her as she rolled off of Violet and onto her back, her own arms and legs spread wide as she stared up towards the ceiling. She had won. Despite the odds against her, she was beaten the two young girls.

A small smile began to form across her face as she gazed upwards. She was exhausted as hell, but damn, she felt good right now.