[Pendant Match] Ladder: Heather vs Natasha

Heather had little to no time to rest or even think as Natasha would place her hands on her shoulders, leaping up and falling backwards, ramming her knees into her spine. Heather would let out a loud yell in pain, rolling onto the ground as she would rub her back, letting out a couple whimpers in how much that area was killing her. Natasha had been working on that the entire match, and Heather was certainly feeling the affects of it. She wanted to just lie there and rest, wanting the pain to go away, but Natasha was on the move, setting up the ladder as she did.

Heather would push herself as much as she could, straining her body as she crawled to the other side of the ladder. She would pull and pull herself up the rungs, trying to make it to the top to meet Natasha up there before the girl could grab the briefcase. If she could do so in time, she would attempt to reach out for Natasha's smooth blue hair, trying to grab a handful and slam her face into the top of the ladder, trying to daze her enough to stop her for now.

This was it, all she had to do now was climb to the top of this ladder and pull that briefcase down, only then could she leave with her head held high after beating Heather at her own game. The pain in her back was returning the higher she climbed however, slowing her down when she needed to move faster the most. Glancing down Natasha cursed under her breath in disbelief as she saw Heather already beginning her own climb, shaking her head as she couldn't believe the woman was already up from that last back stabber, but she pushed herself to keep climbing one rung at a time until she was within arm's reach of the prize.

Doing her best to balance high atop the ladder she could barely reach the hanging briefcase, her first few attempts to grab it only causing it to sway back and forth. Straining to grab onto it she took both hands off the ladder and reached out for it, only for Heather to take advantage of this rookie mistake by painfully yanking on her long blue hair and slamming her face into the steel ladder. Groaning Natasha felt dizzy now and had to really focus not to just slip off the ladder, shaking the cobwebs out of her head enough to give a sharp push against the stomach of Heather once she was high enough.

Heather was just seconds away from losing the match it seemed as Natasha was only inches away from grasping the briefcase. If she didn't get up there in time it was only a very very little amount of time before Natasha would pull out the victory. Heather couldn't have that. She would finally make it up on top of the ladder level with Natasha, grabbing a hold of her hair and slamming the girl's face on the top of the ladder. A wave of relief came over Heather as she was able to stop Natasha from grabbing the prize.

She saw as Natasha was getting quite dizzy, thinking that she could just slam her head one more time into the ladder and be able to knock her right off. However it was clear that Natasha was still giving it her all to try and get that briefcase. She watched as Natasha quickly regained herself, suddenly feeling her push her hard against her stomach. Heather would grip the ladder hard with one hand, doubling over just slightly as she shook her head. This wasn't good, she wasn't doing enough. There was only one idea she had left, and she was willing to take the risk, she would suddenly straighten herself out, trying to reach out with both hands and grab Natasha's head, attempting to jump and pull her off, trying to hit a variation of her Sky High Cutter finisher off the top of the ladder.

Still reeling from the face plant there was little she could do to resist Heather and before she knew it Natasha was plummeting to the mat, her body crashing to the mat with such force that she would have sworn her back was broken from the fall. Pain erupting all over her body Natasha for the first real time felt she was about to lose, her inexperience in this kind of match had cost her high over the ring and here she was barely able to move, pushing weakly against Heather to try and separate from her. Even so Natasha would crawl towards the ladder the moment she got away from Heather, reaching for the bottom rung in a seemingly futile attempt to climb the rungs.

As Heather slammed Natasha down with her finisher off the ladder, she could feel how heavy the impact was, it even rattling her a bit. She watched as the girl tried to push her way to the ladder still, amazing Heather. Natasha was putting up one hell of a fight and probably had been one of Heather's toughest opponents, but it was time to put this away. Heather would push herself up onto her knees, making her way over to the ladder and climbing up it as quickly as she could, although that not being all that much.

She would continue to push herself, climbing rung by rung to bring herself to the top, where when she was there she would reach up for the briefcase with both hands, unlatching it and pulling it down for herself before Natasha could manage to stop her. She would hold the briefcase close to her, stepping down a few steps before she would let herself fall to the side, hugging the briefcase tightly as the bell would ring and the music would begin to play, the crowd roaring loudly in approval of the two girls after they both just went through a quite grueling match.

Natasha had climbed just high enough to watch on as Heather pulled down the briefcase, winning the match she had fought so hard to win and doing so after Natasha had bragged so much about her impending victory. She had given the match everything she had but one slip up had cost her everything, being forced to listen as Heather's music played instead of hers and the cheers of the crowd. Dropping down she turned to lean against the ladder, breathing heavily now that she didn't have to put on the show anymore. "Wh...why couldn't I..." Natasha said just loud enough that Heather would hear her, wanting nothing more than to get out of there as quickly as possible so she wouldn't have to face the woman she lost to, even if she was her idol. Pulling herself up onto her feet Natasha didn't even look in Heather's direction as she headed for the ropes to slip out.

Heather would breathe heavily in and out as she held that briefcase close to her chest, staring up at the lights as she did. The match took so much out of her, and part of her wanted to just lie there for the rest of the night and rest herself, that was until however that she heard Natasha's words. She would quickly look up at the girl, seeing the distraught look on her face. It felt nearly identical to how Heather felt when she had lost to Cecilia. Her heart would drop a bit before she would watch Natasha start to head towards the ropes, causing Heather to drop the briefcase and quickly get herself up, running over to Natasha.

"H-hey wait! Natasha!" She would let out, trying to grab her by the arm to stop her from leaving, attempting to pull her back. "Hold on a second!"

Natasha was doing her best to drown out the sounds of the crowd and the music as it only reminded her that she had just lost. This was supposed to have been her chance to show Taylor and the others on her new team that she wasn't just a hentai wrestler, but even with a few such moves she had been unable to win against Heather, someone she had beaten before in their sparring matches though this woman seemed completely different from back then. Instead she had just shown that she was exactly what Taylor had said and while normally she wouldn't mind being called a porn star the thought of it now depressed her. She had just been stepping over the rope when she felt a tug at her arm, leaning back inside the ring to stare open mouthed at Heather.

"Oh sorry, congrats on the...win and all Heather, you really got me. Now...I'll just...be leaving you to enjoy your win now..."

Hearing Natasha's words, Heather knew something was deeply bothering her. It really pained her to see Natasha like that, someone who idolized her so much being brought down by something that she had done. She really felt like she did something wrong in beating Natasha in the match, but she wasn't going to let the girl stay depressed like this. As Natasha finished her words, Heather would pull her in closer, leaning forward and pressing her lips onto Natasha's, wrapping her arms around her as she did to hold her close in a deep kiss.

She would break it after a couple seconds and stare at the girl with quite the serious expression on her face. "No, I should be saying congratulations to you. You brought me to a limit that hardly anyone's been able to do. You were one of my toughest opponents and you might be even better than more than half of the roster, I can assure you that. You made me tap didn't you? That was some submission move you had there." She would say, a big smile on her face.

"Don't think I forgot about our deal either. I'll take you out on the best date you'll ever be on. You deserve it."

Natasha glanced away so that she wouldn't have to look at the woman who beat her more than she had to, more than a little ashamed after such a poor performance in her mind. "Hey what are you.." She began to say before her eyes went wide and her body trembled beneath the kiss of Heather, neither fighting nor embracing it in her surprised state. She unknowingly stepped fully back into the ring as Heather pulled her close, staring into her purple eyes until Heather finally pulled away from her, her lips still parted as she wasn't sure what to say or even how to react. Natasha listened to her words and found herself blushing from the praise, the kind words at first falling on deaf ears but when she mentioned making her tap her heart finally soared, nodding to Heather with enthusiasm.

"I...I suppose I did didn't I?" Natasha said weakly at first, her words growing bolder as she continued, "Though only half the roster? You really don't give me much credit do you?" Natasha said with a faint smile, unable to stay as down as she was after such a kiss from Heather, the thoughts she had had during the match about love coming to mind. She had been teasing the woman then but was there more to it than that? "Best date huh? I'll hold you to that Heather!"