With Friends Like These: Ashley Morgan & Bengal VS. Naomi Van Makros (2v1 Handicap Match)

[Afterhoursclub]

"Hmph?" Ashley's eyes shot wide open, it was just a mere instant but she saw her opponent getting closer, springing towards her, rather than trying to dodge or cover herself. This alerted the redhead right away, letting her know that something was off. And soon, her suspicions were proven to be true.

Ashley had been in enough matches to learn how to follow her instincts, that together with a plethora of scars a bruises that reminded her of each time she chose to ignore them.

Just as she got closer to Naomi, Ashley shifted her body, moving to the side while pulling her arm back. Just in time to avoid the yellow girl's counter punch. Naomi's knuckles only gracing her skin, leaving a reddish mark across her abs.

"Interesting..." Ashley's stood next to the ropes, one hand on her torso while looking at Naomi. "You are quite fast, darlin'"

The redhead adopted her wrestling stance again, signaling Naomi with one hand to come at her "Show me what else can you do!" she chuckled "Unless that's all your little head can think of"

[AshAllen]

Naomi smirked at Ashley as she pulled back into her own fighting stance. So the redhead was giving the brunette an invitation to attack? How bold of the red menace to give that chance to the Queen of Sting,

She felt where her knuckle managed to hit Ashley. It wasn’t a direct target but it probably still stung, just now as much as Naomi wanted thanks to that side step Ashley made just as her fist closed in. “Oh you haven’t seen anything yet.” Naomi smirked as she pulled back her fist and straightened up. The next thing she did was rush at Ashley in a blur. On the attack, Naomi would send a barrage of punches followed by a few high kicks to keep her off balance.

If she succeeded to make Ashley lose her focus for the moment, Naomi would grab onto Ashley’s arms. Using them to pull herself upwards and to deliver a knee strike straight to the red menace’s chin.

[Afterhoursclub]

The Queen of Sting charged in, and Ashley instinctively raised her guard. Immediately blocking a plethora of strikes.

The redhead was used to tanking and blocking damage, she was resilient by nature, and Ashley had trained her body to be able absorb a great deal of punishment. Giving her the chance to wait for the perfect moment to counter. Just as she was planning now.

"Hmph, fool!" A faint smile appeared on the redhead's face, keeping her arms up, waiting for Naomi to tire herself out with her reckless rush. "The moment you slow down, even a little, I'll... -"

Ashley's train of thought was suddenly stopped when Naomi tried something unexpected: She grabbed Ashley's arms and pulled her in...

"What?"

Naomi's knee came crashing onto the redhead's chin, causing her head to snap back abruptly. With a cloud of spit coming out of her mouth.

"Argh..." almost as an involuntarily reflex, Ashley's arms shot forward right after the impact, in an attempt to catch Naomi before she fell back to the canvas. If this was successful, the Brit would shift her opponent's body in midair and slam Naomi hard onto the ground with a thundering scoop slam.

[AshAllen]

Naomi smirked. ‘In your face red bitch!’ She though smugly as that knee to the chin managed to shut Ashley up quite nicely. The spit that flew was a good sign that she landed a good hit on the physically stronger woman. By her looks anyway. But it seems she wasn’t out.

Naomi saw Red Menace’s arms coming at her after being used for leverage. But then she an idea as she was still in the air and the arms were coming up to grab at her. Oh no. Not today!

In possibly one of the greatest moments of the match, Naomi pulled off an extravagant escape. Using her already elevated knee and pushing it forward, she used Ashley’s body like a springboard! Propelling herself off and away from the red menace’s arms. She went even further using her other foot and kicked off again using Ashley’s torso. Though this backfired on itself as the landing wasn’g so graceful.

Result?

Naomi landed flat on her back with a small groan. “Ok… that… wasn’t my smartest.” She seethed and rubbed her back.

[Afterhoursclub]

"Guhh!"

A pained groan escaped Ashley's lips as Naomi's legs kicked her chest just before she could fully grab her. Using the redhead as support, the yellow-clad girl jumped high and away from The Red Menace, effectively escaping her Scoop Slam attempt. The momentum of the jump pushed Ashley back a few steps, with the redhead holding her chest with both arms while trying to keep her balance. Still feeling the sting of the knee in her jaw. Ashley's eyes filled with fire...

"You annoying little....!" She stopped mid-sentence, witnessing Naomi falling unceremoniously on her back with a loud and hollow -THUD- on the canvas. Almost as if she had intentionally tried to Scoop Slam herself.

"Oh... alright..." Ashley was at a loss for words, "works for me..."

The Brit, forgetting about her torso having just been used as a trampoline, approached Naomi while she was still on the ground. Lifting one foot in the air, she attempted to slam the heel of her boot right onto the downed girl's chest with crushing force.

"You know, I could get used to this..." gridding heavily with her foot planted tightly on top of Naomi, "By all means, continue hurting yourself!"

[AshAllen]

Naomi would have sat back up if not for Ashley making her next move. Which was to squish her like an ant! Not wanting to be stomped by the Red Menance’s boot, Naomi rolled out of the way and back onto her feet, already looking to go on the offensive. ‘Float like a butterfly…’ She thought to herself as she ran up at Ashley.

If she were fast enough Naomi would slip around the brutal red menace and go into the ropes behind. Using the momentum from her run and rebound off the ropes and come running back with more speed and power as she got closer and closer, building all this up for…

‘…sting like a wasp!’

…a Superman punch, by jumping into the air and using the gathered momentum to add power to her oncoming fist to Ashley’s head!

[Afterhoursclub]

"Haa!"

Ashley yelled as she drove her boot downwards with force, looking to stomp the life out of Naomi right there and then. She was already savoring the feeling of her opponent squirming uselessly under her heel. It was going to be glorious. However, everything would remain a fantasy in Ashley's head.

"What?!" Her boots came crashing down onto the canvas instead, with enough strength to shake the entire structure with a thunderous slam. Ashley came to the sudden realization that Naomi had moved just in time to prevent her chest from being caved in.

"Annoying brat!" The Red Menace yelled, trying to catch the yellow clad girl as she approached at full speed. Ashley swung her arm forward in an attempt to deck Naomi and stop her on the spot, but the Queen of swing proved too fast again, ducking right under the redhead's strike.

Ashley's own momentum carried her forward, and by the time she turned back towards her opponent, she saw a first flying to her jaw.

"Oughh!" The hit left Ashley staggering, while it wasn't enough to knock her out, it carried enough power to make her stumble toward ring side, having to hold on to the ropes for support.

[AshAllen]

Naomi landed in superhero fashion. One knee and one fist planted, the very fist she used to punch Ashley with. She smirked as she watched the red menace stumble back and need to hold onto the ropes for supoort.

Ashley had to be on the defensive now. Especially after Naomj’s fist made her stagger back.

Quickly getting back up, Naomi made a beeline for the opposite ropes again. Once again doing the strategy of boucning off the ropes and using the momentum for some sort of move. And that said move just so happened to be her attempt to throw herself onto Ashley’s shoulders; wrapping her legs tightly around the red menace’s throat, her crotch smothering the mouth, just like she did with Bengal.

And to top it off, pull her down with flip to slam her down.

[Afterhoursclub]

Ashley grabbed her account jaw with one hand, while holding to the ropes with the other. It had not been there hardest strike she had ever received, but I did manage to hurt a lot regardless.

"Annoying little prick!" She mumbled to herself. Suddenly she felt the ropes shaking and a slight thudding on the mat, the redhead turned around and saw Naomi charging again. The yellow-clad girl jumped in the air and extended her lower limbs, planting her groin right over Ashley's face

"Hmph!" This caught The Red Menace by surprise... However, Ashley was done playing around. Her torso tensed instantly and her hands shot up to Naomi's rear, holding the girl in place. With a wild growl, Ashley ran a few steps ahead with her opponent on tow and suddenly, dropped herself down in a seated position, slamming Naomi back-first hard in the canvas with a thunderous powerbomb.

"Fucking... Stay down for a bit!"

[AshAllen]

Naomi smirked as she latched onto Ashley’s head. Legs squeezing and her crotch to smother her a little to embarrass her some like she did with Bengal earlier in the match. Feeling Ashley’s hands grab her rear, Naomi smirked and was about to make a comment about that. However she saw Ashley move. Moving away from the ropes and her plan to pull the red menace down for a slam just went out the window!

What was she doing?

Oh wait… they were moving away from the ropes. And Ashley was keeping a firm grip on her.

Uh oh…

The next thing she knew was the at she was starting up at the ceiling. The lights blinding her a little which wasn’t helping her dazed state. The back of her head throbbing from what she guessed was a slam Ashley just used on her. “Ugh…” she groaned. Her body lay prone infront of Ashley as he legs slipped away from her neck and down her shoulders.