Another week, another match. Tonight was Hazel's second match as a LAW wrestler. She faced the inaugural middleweight champion in her debut and now she was facing a fellow newcomer. A mutual second match, interesting to say the least but Hazel was here to win and prove she was the best! She heard her opponent was a heavyweight, not a massive size disadvantage as she was just a few pounds short of that weight class as well.
Hazel was already clad in her usual green and brown attire doing push ups in the Hallway, a small crowd watching her and playfully counting each one she did until she stopped at twenty five and pushed back up all the way to her feet. She could do way more but that was just supposed to be a warm up and it was best to save almost all her energy for the match. Hazel
Hazel with Cloak
Glancing at a nearby clock she saw it was time for the match in question. Waving the small crowd goodbye she walked off to the guerilla area backstage grabbing her cape that she planted there earlier and putting it on. It was a nice, high quality and furry cape, comfortable as well despite Hazel never wearing it for long periods. Entrance Theme
Hearing her music start up Hazel pushed past the curtain and stepped out onto the stage her ears filled with the sound of both her music and the cheering fans. Running to one end the stage throwing her fist in the air before running to the other doing the same before returning to the center. After what seemed to be her usual entrance celebration Hazel began her descent down the ramp. Reaching the outside of the ring the half Scotswoman took off her cape letting it fall to the ground before she went to the steel steps and from there the ring apron before stepping in between the ropes. From there Hazel walked right to her corner watching the stage, waiting for her opponent.
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Hittin' motherfuckers up when we pass by
Until I die, live the life of a boss player 'cause even when I'm high
Fuck with me and get crossed later, the future's in my eyes
'cause all I want is cash and things...
Elena was clad in her ring-gear and limbering up for the second match of her LAW career. "All Eyez on Me" by Tupac playing on her phone, situated over a bench in the locker room, while the blonde woman bobbed her head to every rise and drop of the beat, the lyrics crystal clear due to the earphones nested in her auditory apparatus. The music was pumping her up, evident in her movements, which were growing more fervent and intense. Her LAW journey hadn't gotten off to the brightest of starts. Sure, she had given a tough fight, but her lack of experience and overconfidence had plunged her down. Elena's wrestling attire
But today, her opponent was similar to her, in the sense that she too was a newcomer and it was her second match too, so it was bound to be an even matchup poiund for pound. "Dayum! She is built! That is goals" An appreciative smirk curved onto her lips when she saw her opponent walk down the ramp, an aura of intrigue and energy emanating from her and then proceeded to remove her cape to reveal her jacked and well-built physique in all its glory. Elena might have shredded all her flab through gruelling back-breaking work, but now she wanted to pack more muscle and sculpt a defined frame like her opponent's.
The blonde woman had completed her stretches in the confines of her locker room and was now raring to go, eyes peered onto the curtains of the gorilla position. The moment her redheaded foe would settle into the corner after soaking the crowd's adulation, a crew member gave her a signal to stay alert. Her theme song rang through the arena, causing the crowd to erupt into a chorus of cheers and applause. Elene casually strutted to the stage, her gait one of leisure and a pleasant smirk plastered on her countenance. Her strides down the ramp were eventful from the highfiving and gesturing to the adoring audience, which really touched Elena. She had expected the people to turn on her for not making a statement on her debut, but they seem to acknowledge the effort and tenancity; which only bolstered the support for her, reinstating the belief that results won't matter as long as you give it your all. Elena's entrance music
Climbing onto steel steps was followed by further going up top onto the ropes, facing the crowd while balancing herself over the middle turnbuckle to spread her arms wide in a more assertive manner to invite cheers, which was returned tenfold and further emboldening Elena to focus on putting on a great match. She settled into her corner and locked her eyes with the opponent, painted with intricate tattoos and raring to go. The blonde woman would approach the centre of the ring, lifting her right fist for a fist bump and if the opponent is receptive to her advances, she would have a small dialogue with her "Good luck. We both are newcomers in this industry and our careers might move in wildy different trajectories after this. Who knows? we might meet again. Lets put on a show for the fans and the top brass, with a memorable bout to remember" She did not know this woman in any capacity, but Elena was thinking that this talk would relax herself and her opponent, who were both in the newbie boat to focus on the match and get comfortable to perform.
Hazel took a deep breath and leaned in her corner, her arms resting over the top ropes, her hands lightly gripping them as she watched the ramp waiting for her opponent. Second match in LAW, she went from fighting a former champion to fighting a fellow newcomer, a bit funny or ironic depending on how you look at it. Eventually, her opponent arrived, strutting through the curtain onto the stage. The blonde appeared to be an inch or two taller than Hazel but not as muscular. This woman was a heavyweight and Hazel was a middle? Was the scale broken? Hazel brushed it off, she was strong and durable, even if she was the smaller of the competitors she was confident, she felt she could beat anyone with enough fight, some might call it ego but Hazel called it confidence and skill.
Hazel kept her eyes fixed on her opponent as she made her way down the ramp, the fans seemed to like both wrestlers evenly but Hazel was going to be damn sure to show which of the woman was the better wrestler by the time this was over. Eventually, her opponent would join her in the ring, both women remaining in their respective corners for a few moments until Elena walked to the center of the ring. Hazel would walk forward meeting the woman giving the fist the woman made a glance before cautiously making one of her own and pumping it against her opponent's own.
The woman's words that followed made Hazel think of a moment. They seemed sincere enough, but her opponent seemed to like big words, lets just hope she had big moves in order to stand a chance against the half Scottish woman. "Lets do this"Hazel would respond raising her arms waiting for the bell to ring before lunging forward aiming to go for a classic collar and elbow tie-up with her opponent.
Elena was hoping that her words would put her opponent at ease and comfort her. She seemed to be contemplating on the blonde woman's words for a moments before responding in a tone indicating intensity and eagerness to get into the thick of things. "She looks all set to go...Well, so am I. Let's see what we get out of this..." Elena's inner voice spoke while she stepped back to her corner and wait for the referee to kick off the proceedings.
The bell rang, signalling for both competitors to begin the fight. The raucos crowd was cheering for both of them, and Elena was feeling confident of a good showing. The Redheaded Scottish woman made the first move, coming at her for a hold which was feeling like a collar-and-elbow hold. Deciding to indulge her, Elena got into the stance and locked herself in the hold, aiming to push her foe towards the cornerpost.
This would be a real even matchup, with Hazel's strong chiseled physique and Elena's brute strength and power and her comparitively less muscular definition colliding to see who remains. And Elena would be damned if she didn't give it her all. So, hissing through her bared teeth, Elena would try to put her foot forward, trying to push Hazel back, her muscles bulging out to show the wide-eyed crowd the effort being put into this endeavor.
"We can't just start here here?"Hazel thought to herself seeing Elena stepping back to her corner before she did the same. As the bell rang Hazel approached the center of the ring with haste with the same plan in mind as before as she lunged for Elena starting this off with a collar and elbow tie up with Elena matching her.
Hazel gritted her teeth, a competitive and determined look was in her eyes as the two clashed. As her opponent pushed one set forward Hazel gave up a step back but no more. Her frame, chiseled and muscular and eager to be proven the superior one! Digging her boots in Hazel would then flex and strain her muscles with an early goal of pushing Elena all the way back to her corner! Step by step the Scotswoman attempted to gain ground until her opponent's back was against the turnbuckle!
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The fight had begun, with the early exchanges starting off with a traditional collar and elbow hold. Both women were really strong, but differed in their physical profiles as to how the strength was presented. Hazel's physique meant that her power and strength was on the nose; in the sense that her chiseled body showcased what she could do and lift. Elena on the other hand, wasn't build like hazel or had sculpted muscular definition. Sure she had well-shaped biceps and was big, but until she display her strength, not many could be able to believe that she was powerful.
So when, Elena pushed Hazel back a step, the audience elicited a gasp, not believing what was happening. But it was short lived. Hazel seemd to had planted her feet to the ground very firmly and was not budging any farther.Infact, now it was Elena's turn to take back a step...and another. The blonde woman tried to exert more pressure on the Redhead but it didn't seem to have much effect in pushing her back. The Highander seemed to be intent on cornering her at the turnbuckle, which would tilt the momentum in her favour. Elena had to do something, and fast. Deliberately loosening her hold, she would let the muscular woman push her to the corner,but would use her leg to counterbalance the push by planting it onto the middle tunrbuckle and resisting the force of the Highlander.
Now, an elaborate scheme was bubbling up her mind. Using the turnbuckle as leverage, Elena would leap at the Redhead, whil still locked in the hold and catch her by surprise. If successful, it would be followed by scrambling to adjust her position such that her legs would be in the direction of Hazel's face, who would be on her back, while lying beside her and wrap her right arm around her head, locking it with her left in a Crossface Clutch!
One thing should have been known about Hazel, once she started... not much would stop her! So as she began to push Elena back no amount of pressure that the blonde could throw at her stopped her, the Scotswoman was a freight train, and the tracks were now wide open, and the station? It was at the other woman's corner! Eventually, it seemed like Elena caved completely as Hazel began to push her even easier until they were near the corner, only then would her blonde opponent reveal her hand.
The woman's foot found the middle turnbuckle using it to avoid being pushed back further. In moments Elena's plan went into action managing to leap on and take Hazel down onto the mat! Elena was quick to take advantage of the opening she created as Hazel soon found her head trapped between the woman's arm while she wrenched on her neck.
Growling Hazel would press her hands on the woman's chin and stomach trying to push her away even just a little while she thought of a way out of this. Thinking for a moment Hazel would curl her body and swing her legs up aiming to catch Elena on the back of the head with her knee to stun her and loosen the woman's hold before swinging her legs up again aiming to trap her between them to force her off! From there the Highlander would flex and squeeze her legs around her opponent's head and neck keeping her trapped in a head scissor hold!
Elena wrenched Hazel's trapped head intently, her focus unwavering, striving to put her in as much discomfort as possible. Sure, this won't win her the match and she wasn't planning to keep at it for a prolonged period, but this would put enough strain on and around the head for further blows to make themselves be felt more prominently, thus chipping away at a particular body part.
What the blonde woman did not expect was to feel her skull struck out of nowhere."Brrhh!" Elena let out a grunt feeling the impact extending to all over the skull, but her arms was still coiled around the redhead's neck, albeit the hold now somewhat less constricting, but still firm nonetheless.
Hisses and winces escaped out of her lips, trying to assimilate the hit. The was resembling a rock and a hard place situation — either she could leave the hold and retreat to nurse her head, risking the retaliation of the Highlander, or keep at it while dealing with the blow, which would affect the hold, allowing Hazel the room to squeeze herself out.
Fortunately or Unfortunately, the Scottish woman made the choice for her, using her toned, defined legs to trap Elena's head in a Headscissor "Huh?...Hrr!...Mmmh..."The blonde woman was completely caught off-guard to see Hazel's legs creeping up behind her and coiling around the head like a snake set on crushing it's prey. The haphazard flailing and wiggling did little to soothe the already lingering ache and now her head was looking at the perilous situation of being popped by Hazel's powerful thighs like a watermelon!
Now normally, Elena wasn't against being clenched so...intimately and that too against a pretty girl like the Scottish powerhouse. But at the moment there was neither the time to savour her predicament nor enjoy it. She had to get out of the clinch, which was feeling tighter and compact by the second. Darting her eyes frantically around in her limited field of vision for a potential route to escape, the turnbuckles came into view and more importantly, they were well within reach; Elena's legs able to touch the top turnbuckle laying down like she is currently!
The plan forming in her mind was a long shot, but one which she had to take if were to have any hope of getting out. The right foot would be planted on the bottom turnbuckle and using the height as leverage, the left foot would be aimed at the middle buckle. Doing this against gravity and trapped in a headscissor was by no means easy, but either it was that or get choked out so early into the match. Mustering all her energy to make a final push towards the top-turnbuckle, Elena would bring her right foot and push against the top buckle, using the force and the height of the leg on the middle-buckle. This would in propel her lower body back in a trajectory similar to that of an arc such that her knees and feet would be aimed at Hazel's torso, crashing down on her, while her head would still be caught up in her legs. If this were to succeed somehow, Elena would be on top of Hazel, inverted, face trapped and legs probably on the Highlander's shoulders or chest. The specifics of which part of the blonde's body would be in contact with the redhead's wasn't important as much as the possibilty of her throbbing head feeling the relaxation of the hold!
Hazel gritted her teeth as her knee struck the back of Elena's head, the woman was at least a little rattled by the strike, made clear by the sounds of the hisses and groans she made along with the woman's hold slackening a bit. Hazel was quick to take advantage too ripping the woman off of her with her legs before trapping her head between them for a head scissor!
Flexing and squeezing her thighs it was like Hazel was trying to crush a large fruit! Hazel continued to grit her teeth and squeeze, the intimate ideas of this move were nowhere near being on her mind, the only thing on her mind was squeezing the life out of Elena until she tapped or passed out. But it was still early and the blonde had plenty of fight left in her and even more energy.
In a bit of impressive creativity, Hazel glanced to see Elena's feet making their way onto the ropes, not to break the hold, but to counter out of it with something much more impressive! One foot on the bottom, one on the middle until she managed to bring that one on the bottom to the top before using the leverage to kick off of them. The woman's knees slammed into Hazel's torso a moment later! A small cry of pain escaped Hazel's lips. Wincing in pain Hazel relaxed her hold and shoved Elena off of her and rolled away. Creating a bit of space between her and her blonde opponent Hazel got to her knee, her right hand rubbing where the woman's knees struck her.
Pushing back up to her feet Hazel growled getting into a fighting stance and waited for Elena to get back up. She would let the blonde make the first move so she could quickly punish her for any mistake or opening that was created while doing so. It was time for this match to heat up, time for the blonde to know what the Scotswoman was truly about!
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The elaborate ploy to escape the chokehold maybe have been difficult considering the position in which Elena was held and the resistance from gravity that she had to endure. But it was ultmately successful as Elena managed to use the top-turnbuckle to push herself off backwards such that her knees would collide with Hazel's torso! Now that Elena had the leverage from the mat, she began to squirm, which started to loosen the already relaxed hold, aiming to squeeze her head out.
But the Highlander appeared to have understood that holding onto the head any further would prove to be futile. Her legs were now lifted up to clench the head of the blonde,, and that too uncoiling gradually. So she decided to let go of the hold completely and roll away, creating distance between them."Whoo! Haah..Hah" Taking in large mouthfuls of air, Elena gasped from relief from the crushing clench that the Scottish woman had managed to trap her into.
"Hehe...That escape, that one's for the highlight reels...Gonna ask for a clip from the crew afterwards.." The blonde internally patted herself on the back for able to come up with such an intuitive escape plan, which the crowd also had recognised, applauding and cheering for her. Gingerly getting back onto her feet, Elena rotated her head a couple of time to shake off any remnants of discomfort and saw Hazel getting ready to fight again.
Elena decided to revisit some of her martial arts techniques, keen to testing them out on such a big stage. Both her arms got raised, balled into fists, into an orthodox boxing stance. Looking at Hazel and her body-language, Elena realised that she was hoping for Elena to come at her, which she had no qualms about. A cautious stride to approach the Highlander seemed the best choice. Now it was time for some close-combat. Elena would begin to test the waters with a couple of left jabs before going to try what she had in mind, which was to go for a Left-Jab, follow it up with a Right-Cross, quickly change her footwork to that of a Southpaw stance and aim for a Left-Kick to Hazel's jaw!
