Four Corners Elimination Match

Finally Rei also stumbled into the Ring, causing Ise to slightly sigh while her microphone was still out but still put a smile on her face. The entrance itself was first class material, but the stumbling made it also cute.

The referee girl, who had been about to let the girls draw numbers to see who would begin, looked to the orchestrator of this match and earned a nick of approval. This was all about Initiative, so why not keep it this way?

As soon as both girls would be ready and the other two girls would be in their corners, the fun could begin and the bell would ring.
"Welcome to our first four corners elimination match, ladies and gentlemen! As you heard, the girls decided again to take matters into their own hands, so we will start with Natasha Loclear against Ciara Grace! Lets get it on!"
Ise fgelt a little excited for that match too. The wrestling side of things had been fun most of the time, but the wrestling show itself was even more to her liking.

Ciara couldn't help but giggle when she saw Rei trip on her way out. She knew how to put on a show at least, even if it was in a clumsy, cute kind of way. She seemed like she would be a nice person though, as the crowd seemed to be happy to see her, even after her little side show there. Once Rei was in the ring however, it seemed that they were ready to begin. Though it was plainly obvious that Rei and Natasha had a previous history with one another, judging from her last words there. It didn't concern Ciara though. She had to focus on what was to be her first match. Ever.

Once the other girls moved to their corners, Ciara would wait, patiently for Natasha to be ready, and for the bell to ring, signifying the start of what was sure to be one of the hardest endeavors she had ever taken on. That didn't scare her though. Nervous as she was, scared was something she wasn't.

Natasha shrugged her shoulders at Angel's question but they didn't have to wait much longer for Rei to make her entrance albeit a bit late, Natasha turning her head to watch as Rei came sprinting out of the back towards the ring. She couldn't help but burst out in laughter as the woman tripped over herself and rolled down the ramp, coming to tears as the woman she saw as a serious rival turned into a joke before her eyes. She reached up to wipe the tears from her eyes as Rei finally made it into the ring, sticking out her tongue playfully at the girl while thinking it would be fun to end this match with her beating Rei once again.

"I believe you said that last time Rei, hope you don't forget about your other two opponents." Natasha shot back at the girl but went quiet as Ise began to speak, her attention returning to Ciara as the woman announced it would indeed be her and Ciara starting things off, smiling as she moved towards the center of the ring preparing for the bell to ring. "Shall we begin?" She asked just as the bell sounded signaling for the match to begin, Natasha not showing any hesitation as she stepped forward to lock up with Ciara.

Ciara watched as Natasha responded to Rei, not to mention laugh at her. She really didn't know what to think. Was it bad blood? Who knew really. All that mattered was that things were starting up now. Turning to face Natasha after the other girls went to their corner, Ciara would smile at her opponent warmly. "Yes, let's begin," she would say. At that the sound of the bell sounded through the arena, signaling the start of the match. Natasha had moved to the middle of the ring, to which Ciara would follow suit, meeting her there, and getting into a lock up.

Ciara pushed against her, but to her surprise, the French girl was a lot stronger than she would have expected. Then again, she had the advantage of experience. She should have expected a stronger opponent. Not wanting to be outdone however, Ciara would try to take an early advantage by bringing her knee up, hoping to connect with her gut, and knock the wind from her.

Natasha nodded to Ciara and brought her arms up slowly looking for a lock up to start off what was sure to be a wild match, the Irish beauty agreeing to her request as the two women locked up. Ciara had a good bit of strength to her but as was the norm with her matches it seemed Natasha surprised Ciara with just how strong she herself was, pushing back against the woman just enough to keep them at a stand still. "Lets give everyone a good show." Natasha would say just before Ciara brought her knee up, but this is where experience proved invaluable as Natasha twisted her body just enough so that the woman's knee hit against her side, it still stung but the pain was manageable.

Still in the lock up Natasha would flex her muscles a bit trying to start pushing Ciara back towards the girl's own corner, looking to pin the woman against the turnbuckles before bringing her own knee up to connect with Ciara's stomach.

Ciara really had her work cut out for her. Trying to push against Natasha proved to be a losing battle, as the French girl had the strength advantage over her. But if there was one thing Ciara was proud of, it was her legs, and her ability to use them. Years of Gymnastics did her very well in terms of leg strength and flexibility. Knowing that, she would send a hard knee aimed at Natasha's gut... only to connect with her side, glancing it more than hitting it dead on. Ciara had been right, Natasha had the advantage of experience. She had seen a move like that coming a mile away. It must be pretty common in a lock up. She would have to remember that.

With few options left, Ciara began to push with all she had, but soon found herself moving backwards, slowly getting closer and closer to her own corner. "Ngh!" Despite all of her effort to push Natasha away, she soon found her back against the turnbuckle, now trapped between two immovable objects.

While neither woman knew it yet Natasha and Ciara had gymnastics in common, her years of training in it had given Natasha quite a bit of flexibility and overall strength, allowing her to force the Irish woman back into her own corner. Her side had certainly felt that knee from Ciara though she knew it could have been much worse, lucky for her not only had Natasha had that used against her quite a few times it was a favorite move of hers as well, making it one of the things she kept an eye out for in lock ups.

"Now its my turn." Natasha said with a determined look in her eyes while pushing against Ciara to keep the woman pinned against the corner. Now that she had the woman here Natasha figured she would return the favor and bring her knee smashing up into the gut of Ciara.

Ciara, despite her best efforts, couldn't find a way out of the corner. Int he position she was in, she knew that she was a sitting duck. She couldn't have been more right by that. Ciara's eyes went wide when she felt Natasha's knee sink into her gut, forcing her to double over a bit. "Guh!" she let out as all of the air from her lungs expelled from her all at once. Ciara held her stomach with one hand while the other held the top rope to help keep her standing. And she was sure that if it wasn't for that very reason, she would have fallen down to the mat. She hadn't been expecting such a mass amount of pain from something so simple. She had never really admitted it to anyone, but she had never really been in a real fight before. Sure, she had a lot of athleticism, but that didn't make up for fighting experience. She had rough housed with her brother quite a bit rowing up, so she knew the ins and outs of dodging, and grappling, for what it's worth. But never had she been hit with the force of profession precission.

"Gah... damn..." she would say as she tried to suck in a few much needed gupls of air after the knee. She knew she needed to get out of the corner, or Natasha might make quick work of her. She didn't want to go down so fast in her first match. What kind of impression would she be giving the audience, let alone the higher ups? With one last ditch effort, Ciara would kick her leg out, hoping, once again, to connect to Natasha's gut, and get her away from her a few steps.

Natasha stepped back for a moment after her swift knee to Ciara's gut, wincing in sympathy as the woman doubled over gasping for air after her strike had driven the air out of her lungs. The knee had broken their lock up and now that her hands were free Natasha moved them to the back of Ciara's head, entwining her fingers through the woman's long green hair while she thought about how lovely this shade of green was on the woman. She was beginning to regret making Ciara go first along with her in this match, the woman was new after all and could likely use any help she could get, but before she could think any further on it Ciara delivered a powerful kick right to Natasha's midsection.

Now it was her turn to double over as instead of retreating as Ciara had wanted Natasha held her ground, albeit while leaning slightly over the Irish woman taking as deep breaths as she could to recover as quickly as possible. Trying to remain somewhat in control Natasha would jump up, looking to come down landing on her ass with her legs spread out before her while dragging Ciara along to slam her head face first down to the mat. If she could defy the luck of the Irish and manage that Natasha would pull the woman's head up to rest it over her crotch while her legs rose up to wrap around Ciara's head, squeezing the woman with her powerful thighs.

It didn't seem Natasha was going to let up on her any time soon. After she took the knee to the gut, Ciara felt her hands go to the back of her head. Not wanting to be in a worse situation, Ciara would aim a kick at the French girls gut, which thankfully connected. Unfortunately though, Natasha held fast, and refused to let go. She managed to make her double over, but she just couldn't get her off. Ciara's hands would go to the back of her head, grabbing Natasha's hands, trying to get her to let go. This was a big mistake. As soon as Natasha was recovered enough, she would flop herself down ono the mat, dragging her down to the mat as well, slapping her face onto the mat.

"Ahh!" she shouted, both of her hands going to her face. This was a little more than she was expected. She knew that this was going to be hard, and painful. But she didn't expect this. Natasha, even though the two of them had seemed to strike a good friendship, was out to hurt her. But she knew that. She said it herself. In the ring, there were no friends, just opponents.

Ciara wasn't going to get a breather either. Natasha followed quickly, and pulled Ciara's head between her legs, squeezing tightly. "AHh! Nooo!" she shouted, trying to pry her legs apart in a desperate attempt to escape.