Dark Angel vs Cassie Elliot 2: Ambulance Match

Dark Angel groaned in frustration as Cassie dodged to the side. It wasn't enough to discourage her however. She was going to injure Cassie somehow. She just wasn't how quite yet. Then, in complete mockery of her, Cassie released her and backed up. Angel stayed on the ground with her hands up defensively as if Cassie had only done it to get into a better position. When she saw the redhead just backed away, though, she scowled in disgust. Not at Cassie, but at herself.

Angel couldn't be out wrestled like this, so much so that Cassie could simply mock her like that. Angel reached up beside her head and planted her palms against the mat. She pulled her legs up and kicked back down while pushing herself up to jump right to her feet in acrobatic fashion. But she wasn't trying to impress anyone with it. It was just the fastest way up. She had other goals in her mind. "You'll regret that act you bitch," Angel shrieked as she approached Cassie to meet her grapple. At the last second, though, she'd suddenly duck down and sprint past the girl.

As she approached the ropes, Angel leaped onto the second one and catapulted herself in a moonsault towards Cassie. She was through being delicate and restrained in her tactics. She wanted to go right back to what she knew she was good at.

Cassie didn't respond, but only stretched her neck to the side. Taylor was right, the scarier everyone tried to act, the less threatening they actually were.

She dodged away from Dark Angel to let her pass to the side, and turned around ready to catch a limb or land a kick to stop her in her tracks. She wasn't expecting her to be coming at her from up there, though. She looked up at her airborne opponent just before they collided, with Angel's knees crashing into Cassie's shoulders and her chest and sending her down to the mat.

"Agh!" She cried out, and her hands instinctively searched for the first thing to grab on to.

Angel didn't close her eyes as she flew at Cassie. For once, her eyes truly were on the target. She grunted nevertheless on impact. The curse of all high flying maneuvers was that the harder you hit, the harder you were hit right back. But experience always had its part. Angel rolled away from Cassie after impact. She knew to stay away from those hands of hers. After a moment to regain her sense of balance, she continued on the assault. She sprinted towards the ropes and bounced off them. She came back running towards Cassie with a full head of steam. Angel dropped down as she got close in a precise dropkick towards Cassie's midsection. She was going to stay fast and furious as long as her breath could handle it.

Cassie did her best to shake off the effects of the collision and clear her head. Dark Angel slipped away before she could get a hold of her, and she knew she had to get up fast. She turned to face her and got to her knees, on her way to her feet, before Angel buried both of her boots in Cassie's stomach.

"Nnngh!" Cassie doubled over so quickly her forehead hit the mat. Both arms wrapped around her midsection. She couldn't breathe. She was curled up on the mat, knees down, but picked up her head to look for her opponent, her mouth open and her short orange hair splayed around her face.

Angel rolled backwards and back up to her feet. Even if she knew what she was doing, it didn't mean she was going to be graceful or coordinated about it. That sensation of being helpless and weak was something she hadn't felt since she put the mask on. She hated it. Every second of it. She was never going to let that happen again. As Cassie doubled over, Angel marched right up to her and grabbed her by the back of the head. Without another second thought, Angel pulled her up and threw her between the second and third ropes to eject her from the ring.

The masked girl wasn't finished quite yet. Still in a fit of fury, she sprinted for the ropes on the opposite side a third time. She bounced off them and came running back. Without hesitation, Angel leapt through the second and third ropes with her forearms out in a suicide dive. One thing she did feel again after those last two hits was invincible. As long as she could keep moving, Angel was going to be reckless like that.

Cassie staggered after Dark Angel. It was all she could do to keep up, but she couldn't get her balance. She gave a sharp cry before she was flung through the ropes, and she crashed on the floor below.

She tumbled to a stop, and for a moment she couldn't move. She arched her back and grimaced in pain, her stomach still in knots and she had a sharp pain in her back where she'd landed on the floor. She forced herself onto her hands and knees and slowly got to her feet.

She let out a shriek just before Angel collided with her again. The girl's forearms slammed into Cassie's chest and knocked her all the way back into the barricade separating them from the crowd. Nearby fans booed and expressed their disapproval of Dark Angel and her cheap tactics, and Cassie could only lay in a heap, too hurt to move and too dazed to know what was happening around her.

As Angel dove to the floor, she had her eyes locked in on Cassie. When she landed with a powerful hit, it pushed Cassie to the barricade in a sickening thud. Even though she had strung together a series of devastating hits, she was over exerting herself and that last fall made her lose her breath. She slowly rolled to her knees and bravely stood up onto her feet. All the boos and jeers from the fans only fueled her further. Angel wasn't going to listen to idiots like them. What did they know? They all watched her suffer. Now they were going to watch Cassie suffer.

Angel bent over and dragged Cassie to her feet by her hair. "Get up," she stated bitterly. "I don't have time for you to catch your breath." The masked girl kept her hand behind Cassie's head with a firm grip and started running towards the corner steel post. At the last second she tried to throw her face first into the solid post in a rage. There were no rules this time around. No referee was going to get in her way. She was going to put Cassie in her place once and for all by destroying her in ways Cassie didn't even know of.

Cassie groaned and forced herself up to her feet to avoid being dragged by the hair. She stumbled off balance after Dark Angel, and couldn't get her balance or stop herself in time before she was flung headfirst into the post. Her forehead bounced off of it with a clang, and she immediately dropped to her knees with her head on the floor, pressing her palms against the spot like she was holding in her brain.

"Owwwww..."

The sound of Cassie's skull hitting the steel post made even Angel cringe. As the redhead crumbled to the ground, the masked girl looked down at her as she breathed heavily in and out. She brushed her brown hair out of the front of her mask and stood over the pained Canadian. "You brought this on yourself Cassie." Well, she did and she didn't. "You gave me the freedom to hurt you like this." With all the confidence in the world, Angel laughed. Even if Cassie was better at the technical stuff, she could never brawl the same way Angel could. She was in her world now.

She walked over to the announcer's table and gestured for them to get out of the way. She pried the top panel off and threw it aside. She would've pulled the expensive television monitors out as well but it dawned on her just how much those could hurt. She didn't mind footing the bill after the match if it could cause Cassie more pain. One of the fans jeered at her again. The masked girl lifted her right hand up and kept closing her four fingers on her thumb in a chatty motion. She didn't care. In her eyes, Cassie asked for this.

As she got back to the redhead, she bent over to pull her back to her feet by her hair yet again. "Come on dear, let's get you somewhere more comfortable." Angel dragged the girl towards the announcer's table to try and throw her atop it.

Cassie was breathing heavily with her arms wrapped around her aching head while Angel made her preparations. She couldn't see anything she was doing, not with her eyes closed, and none of it mattered. She couldn't do anything but writhe in pain.

But then Angel seized her by the hair, and the shock of it brought her back to reality. She reminded herself she was in a fight. While her head throbbed and her stomach ached she found herself again stumbling after Angel. She saw where she was taking her. She went along with it until Angel straightened up, winding up to fling Cassie onto the table. Then she suddenly hooked an arm under Angel's, grabbed the strap of Angel's top, and hooked a leg around Angel's, and with a twist of her hips she sent the girl head over heels in a smooth judo throw, planting her squarely on the table instead.