Big Night. Bigger Challenge: Natasha Rostovik vs Amazon Alaina Sanders

[RiotGrrl]

Natasha made a grab for the ropes and thankfully Alaina hadnt broken her in two by this point. She deliberately took her time, like a boxer making use of the full 10 count. As she slowly rose up, Natasha was wobbly. She needed more time.

The Russian gestured toward Alaina to claim some misdeed, some cheat or weapon that the Amazon had. The ref by now was wise to Natasha's ways and simply dismissed what she was saying and waving the pair on to continue the match.

Natasha was pissed off. She raised a finger to flip off Alaina and charged using the spring of the ropes to power toward her rival. Unfortunately, Alaina had a massive, in every sense, surprise for the Russian

THUMP

Natasha ran face first into Alaina's considerable hip and rear. This wasnt squishy like Ducky or Kat Hart, this was sold, toned muscle.

"UGGHHHHH"

Natasha hit the canvas clutching her face with one hand, and barely moving as she tried to stop her head from spinning

The crowd sensed the Russian's race was run and urged Alaina to grab the victory, but they started a chant. One side urging Alaina to use her muscle buster, the other to use the Amabomb. Natasha was in for a crushing few moments if Alaina complied, now faced with a choice or either, or both!

[Highfly]

Alaina heard the crowd and smiled. She wasn't sure that Natasha ever got the good fortune to face an amabuster. The amazon smiled as she stood over Natasha, nodding happily as she yanked Natasha to her feet. "I hope you like this you cheap shot specialist. This is how a real lady finishes business between these ropes!" Alaina said to Natasha as she heft her up putting her in place for the amabuster!

Unless Natasha had a way to save herself she was doomed to face the wrath of Alaina and her amabuster. Alaina started this finisher with a muscle buster but kept hold to transition to a jumping brain buster to cap things off bringing maximum damage to her opponent. No one had ever kicked out of this one and Alaina was hoping that if this connected the streak would continue!

[RiotGrrl]

Natasha was done. She was easily picked up from the canvas and before she knew it, the Russian's world was upside down. The weary groan came loud and must have been music to the Amazon's ears, who failed to hide the hatred of her rival.

The Russian could do little, arms and legs pinned in the grasp of the skilled wrestler, the strain starting to make Natasha tremble a little. She knew this was a crushing finisher but could do little about it!

SLLAAAMMMMM

As Alaina transitioned the impact shook the ring, the crowd went crazy as the Russian bounced on the canvas, coming to a stop in a heap. She slowly uncurled her body and ended up virtually laid out on her back.

"Ah shit..."

No more cocky comebacks from Natasha, just mumbles as if she was drunk. The Russian was exhausted as the pain raced around her body, and her head still spun from the impact. It wasnt called a buster for nothing!

[Highfly]

If Natasha ever wondered how an amabuster felt she now had her answer. Alaina quickly transitioned to a pin and hooked a leg as the referee slid in to position to count.

"ONE!"

Hitting a finisher on Natasha felt like therapy for Alaina. She thought back to their many battles. A tag match loss and Natasha pulling off an upset win to keep Alaina out of the middleweight title tournament when she was lighter during the early stages of her comeback. A payback win for Alaina as well as defeating one of Natasha's cohorts along the way. A tag win. There was a long history of tough battles between the two women and Alaina almost had respect for it had it not been for the attitude of Natasha along with some of her less reputable tactics.

"TWO!"

Alaina held her breath, confident that this was it! No one had ever kicked out of an amabuster before but Natasha also had a habit of being a surprising woman. Alaina kept her body tense, keeping Natasha held down to the best of her ability as the referee was one count away from the match ending.

[RiotGrrl]

As the count started, Natasha was powerless against her own body and that of Alaina. Not only had she been busted into the canvas but the additional weight was far too much to shift.

As she lay there, pressed to the canvas, she wished she had arranged with her tag partner, Valentina to run some interference, to maybe appear and drag her foot to the ropes, but it was not to be

THREE!

The ref slapped the canvas for the final count and the crowd erupted. Alaina had beaten her rival.

"Bitch, this isnt over!"

The Russian groaned and spat a warning to her rival that soon there would be payback in double!

[Highfly]

Alaina heard the bell ring and Natadhas harsh words. Recalling her past humiliation at Natasha's hands the amazon tried to shift on top of Natadha, straddling her as she knelt sitting on her chest with her knees pinning Natasha's shoulders. Alaina flexed her arms while looking down on Natasha. "I am the best female wrestler to ever set foot in a ring, the sooner you learn that the better off you will be!"

[RiotGrrl]

As Alaina sat on Natashas considerable chest it brought a tell tale blush to the Russian's cheeks. She growled and looked the Amazon straight in the eye

"Careful of that confidence old timer, you are at the end of your pathetic career, next time, I am going to smother you and end your time in LAW!"

Natasha lay there cursing the enjoyment of Alaina and the crowd. One thing was certain, this posing would not go unpunished!

[Highfly]

Alaina was feeling the energy of the crowd failing to realize that her actions in victory were likely to lead to more headache coming her way down the road. The amazon stood up and grabbed the top rope, using it to help her start kicking Natasha to force her out of the ring underneath the bottom rope!

"This is the winners circle Natasha. This isn't the place for you when I am in town!" Alaina shouted as she stood tall, acting a bit out of character as her actions were only fueling Natasha's fire. Alaina stood with her hands out as she strut around the ring, taking in the noise from the crowd before climbing through the ropes to begin making her way up the ramp.