Eve Amiella vs Heather Sunderland

Match Type: Hell in a Cell
Victory Conditions: Pinfall or Submission No Holds Barred

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Eve sat in the locker room, doing last minute adjustments before her match. She looked up into the mirror and saw the huge smile that had not left her face since she picked up the taxi to the AFW arena tonight. It was her first match; she was finally here, doing what she loved and she was up against a strong opponent. She had personally asked for the match up tonight, knowing it was a situation where her opponent had an advantage. She didn't do it because she was overconfident, she just wanted to have a better match, and it just made sense to go up against her opponent at her strongest. She remembered a few of Heather Sunderland's matches that she had seen on TV and her smile grew; this should be intense. She felt the smallest creeps of nerves as she was warned she had just a few minutes before she had to appear on the stage but she tried to dissuade them with a quick shake of the head. Who cares if thousands were watching? Eve just needed to do what she always did and hope for the best.
Eve heard the temporary entrance music she had chosen, "Welcome to the Show - Britt Nicole" began to flare through the arena and the crowd gave a ;light cheer to welcome the newcomer. Eve waltzed out in her "Roman" outfit, the black top tightly covering her ample chest and the golden jewelry dangling as she walked. Her skirt swished teasingly back and forth as she made her way to the ring, entincing a few whistles from the crowd. She stepped into the ring quickly and closed her eyes waiting with a smile for the entrance music that would signal Heather's arrival.

When Heather was told a new girl requested to be put in a Hell in a Cell match with her for her debut, Heather was more than shocked. She was currently undefeated in this type and all of the matches she's had in it have been quite brutal. Usually it was a match to end or highlight a feud, but here was this girl asking for it right off the bat.

Heather slipped on her dark purple fishnet top over her black bikini top, along with her black baggy pants. She grinned in the mirror, preparing herself to show the new girl just how things went down in regards to that. She would exit the locker room and head down the hallways to the curtain area. One of the crew members gave her her cue as the lights in the arena would turn a dark blue.

The stage filled with smoke as [url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=znxTlngm7Ho:2o5qtzjz]Heather's theme[/url:2o5qtzjz] began to play over the speakers. She would crawl out, bathed in the smoke and the green laser lights that shot out from the entrance. She wore orange glow paint on her face and down her left arm, crawling down to midramp before she would stand up, raising her hands in the air as pyro shot out from the entrance. The crowd was going wild as Heather ran down to the ring, sliding in as she would run up to the second rope, raising her hands in the air as pyro shot down from the ceiling.

She jumped off as her music died down, the lights turning to normal to reveal her glowpaint being otherwise transparent. She eyed the girl across from her as the cell would lower down, trapping them inside. "Challenging ME to a hell in a cell right off the bat?..I can't lie you're either really gutsy or just stupid. I don't plan on going easy on you just because you just started you know."

Eve was beginning to settle into her usual rhythm, and began hopping on the balls of her feet to prepare for the match which was about to begin. She opened her eyes as she heard Heather's theme begin to play through the arena; just in time to catch the impressive pyrotechnic display that was Heather's entrance. The scene was mesmerizing but it was short lived; soon the cage would finish its descent and Eve thought to herself one last time 'this is it'.

She smiled at Heather's remark, "Well I figured it'd be a far better match if your were in your comfort zone~" Eve eyed the slightly shorter woman and looked her over, she was just as beautiful as she had seemed on TV, and she looked about as strong. Eve locked eyes with Heather and her smile grew, "I hope you don't go easy on me; I wouldn't want to end this too quickly now would I?" she teased hoping to rile Heather just enough to make sure there was no hesitation when they began. She set her hands up for a grapple as she waited for the ref to ring the bell and start the fight.

"Hmph...well I guess I can appreciate that much." Heather let out, a little confused as to why Eve would want to make sure Heather was comfortable. She figured she had the advantage here, and she felt that Eve KNEW that much. She would take a deep breath before she would hear Eve's teasing, causing her to click her tongue and grit her teeth. "Is that right? You think it would be a quick match huh? Well alright, we'll see just how good you really are." Heather let out, getting her hands up as she did.

The ref girl looked back and forth between t he two before signalling for the bell to ring. This would be quite the hard fought match, no holds barred and anything goes. Heather knew the workings of the cell inside and out and she was prepared to give Eve one hell of a fight. She would immediately charge towards the girl after the bell rang, leaping towards her and attempting a flying leg lariat.

Eve smirked as her teasing worked and Heather took the bait. "Let see then~"

She readied herself as the bell rang and Heather charged towards her. Eve was taken aback by Heather's sudden leap and barely managed to attempt to react to the attack. Eve tried to duck under her flying opponent hoping to let her own momentum carry her over Eve. However, with her delayed reaction Heather may still hit with the lariat and knock Eve to the ground. If she managed to dodge Eve would follow up on Heather and try to land a hard kick to her head to daze her right off the bat! "Whoops~ You missed!" she would tease

Heather narrowed her eyes as she charged towards Eve. She would leap up for that lariat, but with the girl ducking under it she would end up tumbling to the ground, groaning out. She fought to quickly get to her feet, but instead would feel that kick collide with her head. Her eyes widened as the daze flowed through her body, falling to her side.

"Gh..sh-shut up.." Heather let out as she shook her head, rubbing the side of it as she slowly tried to push herself back up to her feet.

Eve knew from watching the matches on TV that Heather liked to fly so thankfully she could react to Heather's leap in time and managed to dodge the lariat. Not missing a beat, Eve followed up with a powerful kick to Heather's head trying to keep Heather disorientated. She knew that if she let up too early Heather would be able to use her experience to beat her.
"How about you?" Eve asked seemingly innocently; in complete contrast to the kick she tried to deliver to the slightly dazed Heather's chin. Whether or not she landed the kick Eve backs off not wanting to end the match to quickly.

Heather knew she was in trouble at the moment. With that first kick connecting and dazing her like it did, she knew she had to get back into it as soon as possible and get out of the position that she was in. As she saw that other kick heading towards her, she would quickly shield herself with her arms. Her kick collided with her arm, causing her to yelp out, but fortunately lessening the blow.

As Eve backed off, Heather blinked a couple of times, pushing herself up afterwards. She wasn't sure why the girl didn't keep on her, not knowing that she wanted to prolong the match. She would narrow her eyes. "Lucky start.." Heather let out before she would run at the girl again. This time though, she would try to slip by her an leap at the ropes, attempting to jump off the ropes and hit t he girl with a springboard moonsault.

Eve knew she had caught Heather off-guard in the early bit of this match and that she could probably win it there but that would be boring. She smiled as Heather blocked her second kick, showing that she still was far from out of the fight. Heather got up and Eve was a little surprised at the look on her face. However Heather didn't want to give her thinking time as she flew at Eve. Eve, being caught slightly off-guard only got her hands up to block the charge but then Heather showed her hand; she flew right past Eve! Eve turned, trying to follow the movement but too late she realized what was happening and she felt Heather slam into her and forcing her to the ground. "Gah!" Eve groaned as she felt the pain rip through her.

As Heather came down ontop of Eve with t hat moonsault, she would grin as she felt the rush of adrenaline flow through her. She loved that feeling of flying through the air and it was so satisfying when it connected perfectly. She would spin herself around on Eve as she would reach for her wrists, trying to grab them and pin her down. "Don't worry, I'll make sure this match is nice and long." Heather let out with a grin as she would attempt to move up and press her breasts down on Eve's face, trying to lock her in a breast smother.