Ladder Match(Natasha vs. Anja)

With Natasha out of the way, Anja snorted once while grabbing a ladder. For a moment, she looked between her opponent that was dragging herself up at the ropes, and the inviting ladder to win the match. The kick in the back was so painful and therefore alluring that she really considered to hit it and watch Natasha flip flop on the floor like a fish on dry land for a while. But the ladder was also there, and it was close.

*...Ah, well. No need to damage her for things to come will be better*
She thought with a slight shrug of her shoulders while putting up the ladder and climb upward.

Natasha wouldn't admit it but she was both surprised and a little bit let down that Anja had decided to leave her on the mat and go for the ladder instead of taking her up on her offer for some fun. She couldn't hold it against her though, this was a match after all and if she been in Anja's shoes she would have likely chosen the same thing, especially after making a date for some fun outside of the ring. Knowing Heather the woman would try to act shy at first but would quickly and eagerly agree to having Anja come over, so she didn't even have to think too much on how she would talk to her about it.

While Anja was outside getting a ladder it gave Natasha the time she needed to recover further, the french woman pulling herself up onto her feet using the ropes at about the same time the blond woman was beginning her climb. She looked to the turnbuckle thinking about taking to the air to try knocking the ladder over, but quickly decided against it for fear she would miss. Instead she turned around and rushed over to the side of the ladder, bringing her right leg up and kicking the support bar to bend it before she would try to shove the ladder over.

Contrary to Natasha, Anja had no qualms about using high risk maneuvers, so she quickly had a plan ready when the supporting bar quickly gave in under the kick of her opponent, a mad but joyous laughter on the lips when she propelled herself at the top rope of a nearby ring post, using the samne momentum without even looking for a safe spot for a reconsideration before rising in the air again with outstretched arms instead of the usual folded arms of a Moonsault.

As usual, she felt free and full of tranquility in that moment, but a crash and burn was never too far away from that point on...

Natasha crippled the ladder with a quick kick to the thin metal of the support bar, thankful in that moment that the AFW purchased such cheap ladders in bulk, before throwing her body weight into it to shove the now broken ladder over and deposit Anja unceremoniously back onto the mat. She let out a sigh of relief now that she wasn't in danger of losing the match but that would not last long as she watched Anja leap from the falling ladder onto the top rope and would have been impressed with her high flying ability if the woman wasn't now coming right back after her.

While she could have tried to roll out of the way Natasha was tired of being on the defensive and wanted to go back on the attack. Moving quickly she set her feet and then twisted her body bringing her right leg flying up for a super kick, aiming to connect with Anja's head though whether she hit her kick or missed and was hit by Anja she would be thrown down onto her back by the force of the impact.

As she was flying through the air, Anja could see her vision blur and change with every Degree of gravity and was delighted as usual while being so close to a raven as humanly possible.

Sadly for her, Natasha was a girl of quick reactions and nailed her with a super kick that brought her momentum to an abrupt halt and made her stay still in the air in an awkward angle before she crashed back first on the mat, under the shocked silence of the audience. That silence persisted until a sputtering laughing sound broke it, with tat being the first motion of life coming from Anja after her crash landing.

Natasha felt a great wave of relief wash over her as she drove her foot up into the face of the rapidly descending Anja, the woman known as the Raven's flight ending abruptly as she crashed down onto the mat much to the shock of the crowd. Natasha did not come away unscathed however as the force of Anja's colliding with her outstretched foot was far more than enough to make Natasha's one foot leg upon the mat give away with her landing flat on her back.

She laid there for a moment before rolling over onto her stomach and pushing herself up to her feet, her eyes quickly finding Anja as she heard the woman laughing. Anja's love of wrestling was downright infectious, her laughter even after taking such a hit as her kick making it impossible for Natasha not to chuckle in return.

"If only everyone loved this sport as much as you Anja." Natasha would say before walking over to the broken remains of the ladder, pulling it back closed before lifting it up with a loud grunt. Turning back to Anja Natasha would wait for the woman to start rising up before she would run forward and try to swing the ladder in to eat the blond beauty in her front.

Despite having her head nearly kicked away from her body, the mind of the German ancestral girl was still not really focused on the pain that cursed through her system.

"If you...only knew..."
Joy, pain and madness were concepts deeply drawn together in most instances for the Blonde. A springboard to dive in or out of the sea of thoughts that continuously washed at the shores of her mind and sanity.

Rolling around slowly and heaving herself up as slowly as she had stood up, she was powerless to stop the ladder that crashed into her body to send her back to the mat again like a sack of potatoes.
"UH!"

Anja was someone who seemed to feed off of pain, it was an observation she had made during their first match together but tonight it had been confirmed beyond a doubt in her mind. Natasha couldn't help but wonder just what had happened in this woman's life to make her like this, where she sought out both pleasure and pain as if those sensations were what made her feel alive, but that was a question she needed to ask her when they were alone and not out here where everyone would hear.

The sickening sound of steel hitting flesh resounded through the arena as Natasha struck the Raven across her chest with the ladder, tossing the woman down onto her back leaving Natasha as the only one standing. This was the time she should have gone after another ladder, the one she had wouldn't be of any use in retrieving the briefcase, but instead she walked to the corner and set the ladder up against it.

Walking back over to her the blue haired woman would lean down and grab Anja around her head, staring into the womans eyes as she would try to lift her back up onto her feet. Without saying a word Natasha would then grab Anja's arm and with a hand upon the woman's back to give her a push she would try to hurl Anja face first across the ring to where the ladder waited.

A short pause was the only thing that Anja was about to get as it seemed when she was dragged up to her feet.
"...I like my girls the rough way..."
She said between gasps and a small grin. Even when pain was no stranger to her, she still felt the effect of getting hit by something like a ladder. And it seemed that her first contact with a ladder should not have been the last in the eyes of her opponent when she was whipped into the corner with the ladder waiting for her!

Taking a deep breath, Anja would try to go for a baseball slide out of the ring with a bare miss of the steel steps while one of her hands would try to shove the ladder in the ropes for a spinning motion in the ring.

Natasha watched as Anja managed to prevent herself from running head on until the waiting ladder, feeling a mixture of relief and disappointment as while she didn't want to see any serious harm come to the Raven she also needed to put her out so she could win this match. This was more than just a rematch with the woman who had pinned her in their previous match, but also a chance to redeem her first loss which had taken place in a ladder match, the desire to prove herself both against Anja and in a ladder match driving her to fight with more force than she typically would.

The ladder she had taken the time to set up in the corner was knocked out of it by Anja on her way out, Natasha wasting little time in running right towards the fallen ladder and dropping down into a slide of her own, kicking the ladder out of the ring and right for where Anja stood.