Shaina Nakoto [D] vs. Chelsea Forster

[CaptainL]

Shaina had managed to get back into the ring just in the nick of time - in no small part due to how the ref's count had slowed on account of Chelsea's rant drawing much of the attention. As hard as it was for anyone to make out a word she was saying, she was certainly loud and shrill enough to direct anyone's focus.

What Chelsea wasn't doing right now, though, was paying any attention to her opponent. In Chelsea's mind, she had already won; why would she need to bother herself with someone who stood no chance against her? With Shaina out of the picture, her focus would be on giving the crowd a much-needed talking to for their reactions to her. But what Chelsea didn't realize was that things weren't over until the bell sounded - and this time, the bell hadn't! She only noticed on the periphery of her attention that the referee had stopped counting, a moment too late, as the next thing she knew, she had been caught by the head, and then swung back over Shaina's shoulder!

As the crowd now erupted in a cheer for Shaina's unexpected come-from-behind turnaround, Chelsea fell onto the mat, bouncing a few times on the canvas as she slowly came to rest, though still groaning and sore.

[FinyBoy]

Shaina knew that it was now or never. Molly was busy and distracted, Chelsea was stunned, and she herself had not much energy left in the tank. She needed to put Chelsea away within the next few minutes, or she would be in dire straights. After the swinging neckbreaker hit flawlessly, she would drag Chelsea to the dead center of the ring. That way there was no possibility that Molly could hop in and save Chelsea like before. Then, she jumped over Chelsea and did a handstand right next to her prone body.

After holding it there for a few moments, she let herself fall forwards, intending to land squarely atop Chelsea's abdomen in a sort of handstand splash. It was truly an athletic move, and one that she was honestly surprised she was even able to pull off given how exhausted she was. The crowd would definitely roar in excitement at the site of such an interesting move.

Be that as it may, should she be able to land the move, she would quickly hook Chelsea's leg again for the pin, although it wouldn't be by too much given how tired she was.

[CaptainL]

If Shaina's recovery hadn't wowed the crowd enough already, he sight of her athletic prowess was certainly doing it now. It was an impressive enough feat as it were, but the fact that she was doing so even after being winded, and nearly being cost the match thanks to her opponent's unscrupulous tactics, was another matter entirely. Shaina was the clear underdog here, but she was pushing her body to the limit to overcome adversity - and it was working!

Chelsea was still laid out flat, groaning and winded from the fall she had taken. So all she could do was to stare up at the ceiling from the center of the mat as Shaina came down on top of her, causing her to buck upwards and sputter as the blow to her stomach took the wind out of her. With Chelsea thus stunned, Shaina had the opportunity to go for the pin.

"One!"

Alas, it was not to be. While Shaina was still going, she had taken the lion's share of bumps in this match, and Chelsea, while certainly not immune herself, was in much better shape. Her vigor still strong in her while Shaina's had waned, she managed to collect her strength before her opponent could and kicked out of the pin. With Shaina thus off her, Chelsea would roll onto her side, starting to pick herself up. "Wuz dat s'posed ta rag, like?"

[FinyBoy]

She had it! She had a chance to win! She was so close... But she underestimated Chelsea.

Chelsea ended up being in much better condition than Shaina had thought she was, and that miscalculation had costed her the only opportunity she had to score a win without worrying about the manager. After being flung off of Chelsea, she was really starting to get desperate. She was running out of options at this point.

Of course, she still had her finisher, but it took a long time to finish setting up. Not to mention she needed to wear Chelsea down some more before she could really end the match like that. To make things worse, she was pretty sure that the stupid manager would most definitely get involved if things got that bad for Chelsea.

In all, she just hated this situation. There was really no way for her to even succeed here. She hated cheaters. She hated them all.

"RAAAAGH!" she screamed at Chelsea as she got to her feet, hoping to shake her opponent with an unexpected primal scream. Then, she ran past Chelsea and jumped on the second ropes. Using those ropes, she shot upward and attempted to go for a moonsault on her foe, looking to take her down to the mat again.

[CaptainL]

Shaina could hit hard when she meant to, that was for sure. But Chelsea still had some fight in her, and she could also tell that her opponent's was running out. She rolled up onto her knees, grumbling under her breath, then got to her feet and dusted herself off, her eyes narrowing as she stared Shaina down. Shaina screamed at her, but Chelsea would only meet it with a smirk. "Dun' act like ye nah a th'n 'bout bein' scary, like," she muttered, standing defiantly in the face of Shaina's attempts to intimidate her.

Her opponent sprinted forward, and Chelsea was prepared to strike, only to watch as Shaina passed her by to go for the ropes instead. But that wasn't going to be a problem for the Brit; she just quickly turned around on her heel to face Shaina as she climbed the ropes. She was planning something here, Chelsea could recognize that from a mile away.

After all, while she hadn't had quite as much opportunity to display it in this match, Chelsea was a high flyer herself. She was quite adept at using the ropes to catapult herself across the ring, and into her opponents. And so too she knew a thing about momentum, and how one built it up while streaking through the air. Shaina sprung herself towards her, and the crowd watched with rapt attention for the blow to hit...but unfortunately for them, let alone for Shaina, Chelsea was ready. Just as Shaina came closer, Chelsea held out her hands, going to reach out and catch the girl on her way down to stop her from landing.

"Ye made just one mistake, like," Chelsea said, mocking her foe as she held her aloft. "Ye think I wuddun kun an 'igh-flyer when I saw one?" With that, she would take advantage of her grip on Shaina by dropping her onto an outstretched knee, so that her tailbone would collide in an atomic drop!

[FinyBoy]

Shaina soared through the air, the world moving in slow motion as her body glided backwards towards her foe. It was a cool-looking move, but Chelsea saw it coming a long ways away. As she collided with Chelsea, she was surprised when the blonde Brit didn't go down, but instead caught her in mid-air! A travesty in flight, and a huge momentum shift.

"Oh no! Put me down! Put me DOWN!" Shaina yelled.

And put down, she was. Chelsea would taunt her in that language she couldn't understand as the bunny-girl send her downwards to collide with her knee. Her tailbone connected smack-dab on the hard part of Chelsea's knee: "ACK!" She then dropped down to the canvas, clutching her back in tremendous amounts of pain.

Shaina had tears in her eyes. Her hopes of winning this match were practically dashed by this point. Her primary source of offense was blocked and turned around on her so easily. Even if she tried to make another comeback at this point, it wouldn't matter. Chelsea would probably just counter that too. Shaina was done... all of this was hopeless... all she could do now was await her fate...

[CaptainL]

In that moment, Shaina looked like she might be able to turn things around. All eyes were on her as she went up the ropes, looking as though she would be the one to finally take back the win, and get back at Chelsea for all the injustice she'd put her through over the course of this match. Their cheers worked up in her defense - only to be cut short abruptly, as the blonde caught her just as she was heading her way. In that instant, the stands felt silent, as though the proverbial air had been let out of the band. And when Chelsea proceeded to deliver an atomic drop to Shaina, the boos that came were just as much from her denying them the feel-good finish they wanted as much as anything else.

Chelsea, however, didn't seem all that concerned; her attention was directed at Shaina, as she jabbed a finger down in her direction as she lay on the mat. "Now, lemme show ye 'ow it's really done, like!" With that, Chelsea would go to run the ropes, springing from one side of the ring to the other to build up speed. But she had learned her mistake from last time, and she wasn't going to take any chances. This time around, after just one trip back and forth, Chelsea could throw herself against the ropes, then use the slingshot momentum of them to carry herself back towards Shaina, where she would strike at her with a diving elbow for good measure. Once such a blow was landed, Chelsea, confident that she didn't need to worry about Shaina getting back up, would go for a pin attempt of her own to try and secure her victory.

[FinyBoy]

Shaina was exhausted and emotionally broken. The adrenaline in her body was gone and she could barely move a muscle, let alone move out of the way of incoming attacks. Her head moved back and forth a bit, but that was about the best she could offer right now. She had no choice but to accept what was coming. It was upsetting to say the least. All she wanted was a fun, exciting, and fair debut, but all she got was the exact opposite. What a miserable fate to have...

Meanwhile, Chelsea bounced off the ropes and came down hard with an elbow that nailed Shaina right in the heart! Shaina's body bucked up from the impact. "GOUFAH!" she let out as her chest was nailed with a devastating move. Her limbs flailed a bit before coming back down to the canvas. Her head fell the the side and her eyes went dull, all the pain and exhaustion finally coming to get her.

Chelsea would soon go for the cover on the small red-head, hooking her leg up to secure the pin. The ref kneeled down to check Shaina's shoulders, confirming that they were down as he began to count her out. It was over for Shaina, she wasn't getting out of this hell.

"One!"

"Two!"

"Three!"

DING! DING! DING!

[CaptainL]

This was it. Chelsea saw her chance, and she would take it; Shaina would be in no place to fight back in her current state, which meant that she was ripe for the picking. A grin came to the Scouser's face as she saw her victory was assured, and she was quick to throw herself down on top of her foe, her elbow landing squarely in Shaina's chest and driving the air out of her. With Shaina thus stunned, Chelsea saw that she had a clear shot to win this, and she would hook her leg to go in for the pin.

Though the crowd booed, Chelsea wasn't about to slow down; she had no sympathy for anyone like Shaina, who had well proven herself to hardly be a threat to her. She was here to fight, not to make friends with anyone, after all. At the count of three the bell rang, signaling that Chelsea had emerged victorious. She got up from Shaina with a confident grin on her face, beaming out at the stands, while Molly ran into the ring to hold her hand up in triumph. Of course, while the two Britons were celebrating, the crowd was a different story, shouting boos at the two of them, and a few insults that Chelsea didn't understand, but she got the sentiment behind them regardless. So too would she be responding with a few words of her own.

"I don' see yous do'n anythin' 'bout it, yous plazzy bunch 'a cunts! I won! This bird right 'ere said as much, like!" She gestured to the referee as she faced the crowd with her speech. "This's already in me official record, long as I stay in this shithole o' a town, like! Wa'ya yous gonna do 'bout dat, sit there an' winge? Don' do me 'ead in about it!"

Molly, not skipping a beat, was quick to pick up her microphone, to deliver her own thoughts on the matter in a fashion more linguistically appropriate, not to mention more acceptable for polite company in general. "That's right, you've seen it here! My sister's won this match, and she's not going to stop there! She's on her way to tear her way through LAW, so Japan, you'd better be ready, because Britain's already sent its best!"

[FinyBoy]

Shaina laid broken and defeated on the mat underneath where Chelsea and Molly were standing. She continued to lay there, motionless, while the two Brit's bragged about Chelsea's victory. It was a damn travesty, what happened in that ring just now, and the crowd was sure to let the two blonds know it.

After a little while, Shaina started to come to. She had vaguely heard what was going on through her time of being out, so she knew she had lost. Even if she didn't, it wouldn't really matter all that much, because the banter that was going on in the ring and the fact that the ref was not telling Molly to get out of the ring was proof enough that the match had ended.

Humiliated with tears in her eyes, Shaina began to sit up, struggling as she went. She would try to then slink away from the two and exit the ring in shame. She needed some comfort from her friends after this devastating loss.