Artemis vs. BTM

Out of pure desperation, Artemis was able to push her weight and balance to the side and force BTM to roll in a cartwheel like motion, winding up with Artemis now holding BTM up for a piledriver, his legs on either side of her head with her arms holding onto his athletic waist, with the poor boyâ€s head now at level with her thighs. “Ha!” she let out in both surprise and joy at this huge turn of events, holding him upright and posing for a second as the fans went crazy.

Suddenly, she would drop down into a sitting position, driving BTMâ€s head straight into the mat, hoping that this would be a move big enough to snatch a win away from the blue haired boy.

BTM was pretty surprise that his beautiful opponent holding him up in such dangerous move, holding him upside down and was struggling to get out only that she would dropped him head first to the mat and making a pretty loud thud from him kissing the mat. "Ugh!" He would dropped down on the mat in spread eagle, not making much of a sound other than slight twitches on his right foot, his bare chest barely moving up and down from breathing as BTM may quite possible out cold from the piledriver.

Slamming BTM's head down into the mat, Artemis would let go of him and let his body flop down onto the mat, spread out and barely moving as if he was out cold. "I'm sorry..." Artemis would whisper with sincerity; she never really wanted to overly hurt her opponents, and it was clear she may have done that with BTM. It was more a desperate move to escape BTMâ€s own finisher.

Quickly, she would lay herself over BTMâ€s prone form, their chests pressed against each other with BTM's shoulders down on the mat, covering him for a pin as the referee dropped down into position to begin the count. “1!....”

BTM was clearly out cold from such move, thinking deep in his mind that if he put someone in his finisher that Fire Thunder Driver, thats how it feels? Hurt so much! Maybe he'll change his finisher to more lighter n quicker move to execute, then again, any finisher can be deadly and painful.

As of now, not aware that Artemis was pinning for the count even the referee counting didnt go through his ears, soon that the referee counting to the... "2!" Still, no respond to BTM movement, a clear sign of whats gonna happen next.

"3!" the referee would call out as their hand came down onto the mat for the third and final time, signalling for the bell. Getting back up onto her knees, Artemis would raise her hand in victory. There were mixed emotions; she was overjoyed with her win, especially over a male when she had never even imagined wrestling in Tension matches. Yet, she was still concerned with BTM. His head had hit the mat pretty hard, and he was still seemingly completely out of it.

"Hey, hey, can you hear me?" she would ask, leaning over him and asking softly. The referee would quickly move over to her and raise her hand in a proper confirmation of her victory before attending to BTM. Artemis took a few steps back, knowing the referee would be much more capable of looking after him that she could be, so would slowly walk around the ring, celebrating and waving at the fans.

BTM slowly getting his mind back to reality, that soon he could hear an angelic voice before fully waking up by the referee, not aware that he have yet getting another lost match to the record, but it couldnt be helped, it was a tough match for him and soon, he looks around and notices Artemis must of tried to wake him up before leaving the referee to do their job while shes rally up the crowd in victory. "aww.... man... I lost.... still a good match."

Slowly he would get up himself and leaving the ring after her, heading to the locker room for some R&R. "Congrats Artemis, truly a great wrestler tonight."