Wyvern (D) vs. Alizeh Mirdori

[Hills]

Finally managing to get in some retaliation against Alizeh's attacks, Wyvern drove her elbow into her opponent's spine with the desperate force of a cornered animal. Although her elbow strikes were powerful indeed, Alizeh was able to keep pace with Wyvern's attacks by using the ring apron as an improvised weapon to hammer the Irish wrestler's spine in turn. "Gch...Agh..." The repeated impacts dragged pained grunts out of Wyvern, but the determined woman refused to back down or stop, knowing that she can overcome Alizeh in a contest of endurance.

Unfortunately, in her singleminded effort of turning the fight into another slug fest, Wyvern didn't put her usual level of focus into analyzing her opponents actions, too distracted by the pain and and her own exertions to fully think the situation through. With Alizeh's grip supporting her, Wyvern's body scissors slowly loosened their hold on the other wrestler as Wyvern stopped viewing them as a priority. After that, it was only a matter of time before one of Alizeh's tackles disrupted Wyvern's elbow blows long enough to put the second part of her plan in motion, as she snaked one arm around Wyvern's neck. Damn! Submission? No... Wyvern's eyes, unseen to Alizeh, widened as she realizes the position she was in. "Oh, hell."

From her awkward position, Wyvern is unable to break free of Alizeh's hold before the other wrestler falls backwards, spiking her directly onto her head against the concrete surrounding the ring. Unlike previous severe hits, Wyvern gives no reaction at all that Alizeh can hear. Pain explodes through her head, driving her to the brink of unconsciousness. In the moments after the impact, stars ricochet across her vision, her eyes refusing to focus. Yet, somehow, even after all of that, if Alizeh lets go of her grip Wyvern begins moving after a few seconds, getting onto her hands and knees and dragging herself slowly towards the steps of the ring, looking to use them as a grip to pull herself to her feet.

[Bare]

'Fuckkkkkkk.' Alizeh thought to herself despite managing to successfully spike Wyvern head first into the mat with the cradle ddt. In truth her body was still hurting quite a bit from the toll of the match as a whole up until now. Likewise despite the success of the ddt it did mean that in turn Alizeh's back had to make impact with the mat as well which was definitely a rough task to accomplish given the hard elbow shots Wyvern had been sure to deliver consecutively to her in just the last few minutes of their exchange.

Pulling herself up however Alizeh knew that she had to act soon if she wanted to make the most of the opportunity she had paid for with that increased pain in her spine from using the cradle ddt. Managing to sit back up Alizeh turned and saw Wyvern somehow still moving, albeit not much. But even crawling as she was is honestly pretty remarkable given the state her head must be in from the various blows Alizeh had delivered there. Even so however Alizeh couldn't allow Wyvern to stray too far. "Not... so fast!" Alizeh grunted out as she reached forward, grabbing hold of the back of the girl's pants to stop her.

If she succeeded than Alizeh would stand up not a moment later and reach out, attempting to grab Wyvern by the arm with her other before shifting her others grip to help pull the hurting woman up up to her feet. "Hiiiyah!" Alizeh would roar out if successful before turning and shoving Wyvern forward, head first into the outside edge of the ring post! Something that if she was successful in doing Alizeh would follow up by turning and whipping Wyvern under the bottom rope, pushing her into the ring and a decent bit in front of the corner. It was clear now Alizeh was setting up for something, the only question was what?

[Hills]

Wyvern's entire world is pain. Her head pounded, every beat of her heart blurring her vision and adding extra, throbbing surges where she can feel the veins uncomfortably well beneath her skin. The steel steps ahead of her multiplied and reduced seemingly at random, splitting apart and rejoining at an uneven pace. She could't even feel the ground beneath her properly, too disoriented to do anything more than act on pure instinct as she attempted to pull herself to her feet. Focus...have to...focus... Her thoughts were slowly starting to return to her, but conscious control of her body was taking longer. Too long, as it would turn out.

At first, Wyvern didn't even process what was happening to her. After all, she could barely tell up from down, let alone feel Alizeh's hands pulling on her. As she saw her perspective changing as she was lifted into the air, though, it quickly became apparent what was happening. Damn it... Even in her dazed state, Wyvern retained enough of a sense of awareness to attempt to throw another elbow at Alizeh, but the strike is uncoordinated and only serves to deliver her arm directly into the larger wrestler's grip.

Looking ahead and seeing the ring post looming directly before Alizeh sends her into it, Wyvern is able to just barely alter her trajectory at the last second. Twisting her body and neck as much as she can, she manages to get her head out of the way of the ring post, causing her to impact it on her shoulder instead. While still quite painful, she does manage to avoid further damage to her skull. The aftermath of the blow, however, leaves her too weak to resist as Alizeh shoves her into the ring and begins to prepare...something.

[Bare]

So far her plan had worked rather well. Despite the setback in the form of recoil damage from her own attack Alizeh had managed to do some solid damage to Wyvern in the two's time outside the ring. Now all Alizeh had to do was focus on making the most out of the advantage she had created for herself. So hauling her opponent up to her feet and rolling her back into the ring Alizeh would take a deep breath, preparing herself for what she was about to do to hopefully end this match once and for all. Whether it would be the end for her or her opponent though would remain to be seen.

So Alizeh quickly hopped up onto the ring apron by the corner she had roll Wyvern in front of. So as she did so Alizeh would start to crawl up the corner, ascending higher and higher as she climbed it from the outside, intent on re entering the ring in the most extreme way possible. Making it half way up Alizeh would be careful as she lifted her leg around in a particular way to rest her feet on the top ropes.

Now standing with her back to her opponent Alizeh would make sure to look over her shoulder to insure that the dark haired woman was still down on the mat and defenseless. Assuming she was Alizeh would take one last breath to collect herself before bending her knees and leaping backwards! As she did so Alizeh twisted in mid air to face her opponent, then flipping through the air as she descended, intent on hitting her aerial finisher the Thunderbird Splash! If she could do so successfully than Alizeh would sprawl herself over her opponent, attempting a pinfall attempt right from the landing of the move!

Spoiler

[Hills]

As she was rolled into the ring, Wyvern made no effort to resist. Between her head and her shoulder, it wasn't likely to do her any good, and it might cause Alizeh to continue her immediate assault instead of whatever she was setting up for. Breathing heavily, Wyvern tried to force the pain to recede through sheer willpower, but ultimately could not recover quickly enough to get up or try to stop Alizeh from climbing the ropes. Instead, she just took the brief respite Alizeh's setup provided. When the Texan wrestler made her way to the top and looked over her shoulder, it was quite apparent what was to come. Rather than risk an attempted dodge, which was questionably likely to succeed in her current state, Wyvern simply forced her body to relax in order to prepare for the impact. Not going to enjoy this.

The Thunderbird Splash hits Wyvern like a lightning bolt, piercing straight through her limited preparations and bending her nearly in half at the moment of impact. "HOOACK!" Half a cry of pain and half a gasp, Alizeh finally managed to get a truly loud response from Wyvern. After the raised parts of Wyvern's body fall back to the ground following the impact, she shows no sign of consciousness as Alizeh begins the pin.

"ONE!"

She can only distantly hear the count begin, the crowd counting along with the referee.

"TWO!"

She needs to get up. It can't end like this.

"THR..."
"NRGH!"

With a supreme effort of will, Wyvern manages to force her arm up and shoulder off the canvas scant instants before the referee's hand hits the mat for the third time. Not wasting a moment, she whips her raised hand around and seizes a handful of Alizeh's hair on the back of her head, pulling with ferocious power to try to tear the other wrestler off of her. If she succeeds, Wyvern rolls in the opposite direction, sliding under the bottom rope of the ring and back to the outside. Landing on her feet, she wraps one arm around the ring post and braces the other on the apron, managing to hold herself upright by doing so.

[Bare]

Diving off the top rope Alizeh descended through the air, twirling like a dancer as she did so in what would have been a elegant and graceful display had it not been for the violent and aggressive intentions behind doing so. Oddly enough more than anything however... these precious few moments in the air was the first time in the match Alizeh felt... at peace. Like nothing could touch her, or that she had any worries. She was just in the moment, and she'd either fall on her opponent or flat on her face, but even that possibility didn't worry her for the time she was flying. It all just was and will be.

Peaceful things didn't last however. In no time at all any worries that may have been present within Alizeh's mind were put to rest when she landed, safely on her opponent's body, crushing it beneath the greenette's body in a magnificent aerial display. Immediately upon landing the crowd was up on their feet, cheering the Emerald Storm for the move and skill and those cheers only doubled when Alizeh spread herself over Wyvern, going for the pin attempt directly from the finisher, something many including Alizeh herself thought would finally end the back and forth bout between debuting wrestler and rising star! Immediately upon getting the pin in the ref would drop down making the first two counts easily.

"Good job." Alizeh whispered out to her opponent in the meantime, unsure completely if Wyvern would even be able to hear the words but it didn't matter one way or another to Alizeh if she did or not. The girl had performed incredibly and Alizeh would be dead set on insuring the girl got her due praise for the bout after the match.

That was the plan. Up until without warning or expectation... Wyvern managed too, at the very last second, stick her shoulder off the mat, kicking out of the Thunderbird Splash! Eyes widening in utter shock that even Wyvern had the tenacity and reserved to do such a thing Alizeh wouldn't have even a moment to think about it. Instead she was finding herself busy with a hand on the back of her hair! "Agh!" Yelping in pain as she was pulled off and away from her opponent Alizeh would hold her scalp in pain while looking up at her opponent with a soft glare as she watched the girl roll out of the ring.

"Dammit." Alizeh said softly as she punched the mat, still in slight disbelief that her opponent had managed to kick out, but she knew she couldn't dwell on it. Instead Alizeh rose to her feet, preparing herself to end this once and for all! Once she was up fully Alizeh would take a breath to collect herself before focusing on her opponent outside the ring... Before taking off! Dashing forward Alizeh throw herself under the middle rope, aiming to try and crash against Wyvern on the outside with a tope suicida!

[Hills]

Wyvern was only distantly aware of the roaring crowd and counting of the referee as she lay on the canvas, waiting for Alizeh to land on her. There would be pain, but that didn't matter. Wyvern could deal with pain. Part of it was nature. She had always been less controlled by pain, and the fear of it, than others seemed to be. But more, as was often the case with her, came from experience and practice. Giving and receiving pain had been part of her life for almost eight years, now. By now, it was a part of her; something she could accept and respond to. She stood firm against what she could resist, and bent to what she could not. Respond to the source, not the pain itself.

It takes all of these hard-won lessons to survive the Thunderbird Splash. Wyvern has already been pushed to or beyond her limits throughout the match; her arms and legs ached from overexertion, her head still rang after repeated impacts, and most of her torso was going to be one big bruise by the next day. Receiving the pain from the impact throws Wyvern even further for a loop, only truly regaining herself as she hears the cry of the second count echoing through the arena. One thought burns its way into her mind. Not yet.

Little conscious thought drives Wyvern as she tears Alizeh off of her, only desperation and need. Shocked or not, the other wrestler had shown tremendous fortitude, and a pin could easily be turned into a submission, which Wyvern had little hope of escaping in her current state. The impeding weight removed, Wyvern launches herself away and out of the ring in order to try and get the space she needs. Holding herself up on the ring, Wyvern sees Alizeh preparing yet another aerial assault. Rather than attempt to dodge, she takes a few steps back, setting her feet and rising to the same martial arts stance she had used before. Meeting Alizeh's glare with one of her own, she wordlessly challenges the older wrestler to come at her. She had bent to receive the Thunderbird Splash. She would stand firm against the incoming attack.

Alizeh's tope suicida strikes home like a missile, battering the center of Wyvern's chest. The injuries from the earlier chops are once more aggravated, raw skin screaming in protest at the further abuse. "Kch..." At the same time, however, she pushes forward at the moment of collision, attempting to knock Alizeh off balance and away from a soft landing, presenting much more of a hard surface than Alizeh was likely to suspect from the exhausted wrestler. Wyvern herself is knocked backwards. Even if she was at her best, a tope suicida generates a level of force that can't be fully resisted head on. The impact to her front is rapidly followed by one to her back, as she's propelled back-first into the barrier separating the ring from the crowd. "Nnf..." Biting down to resist further cries of pain, Wyvern immediately pushes herself back off the barrier, unwilling to stop to rest again for fear she wouldn't be able to get back up. She immediately circles to Alizeh's right, placing them both at a distance from each other in the center of the ring's outside area. Although her stance is the same she's been using for most of the match, there's a dangerous light in her eyes; with Alizeh's keen instincts, she might be able to tell that there's something different about Wyvern compared to the last time they squared up.

[Bare]

This was a first for Alizeh. Not the match in of itself or how fired up she was in just wanting to fight Wyvern, no that in of itself wasn't too unusual, at least for Alizeh it wasn't. No what was unusual was the fact that Alizeh, fired up, giving it her all, had a perfectly landed finisher kicked out of and from the top rope no less! Perhaps had Alizeh used a cocky pin she could see it but still... at this point Alizeh was just wondering what on earth it would take for her to keep Wyvern down for the count, or submit for that matter!

Either way it didn't matter, if she allowed herself to get frustrated or angry than she'd just be dooming herself against Wyvern. The girl was too strong, too tough and way too vicious for Alizeh to fully drop her guard around. But what she did have to do is keep on the pressure against the dark haired woman if she wanted to have any hope in hell of fully beating the girl. So without a single trace of fear or hesitation, merely a breath to collect herself Alizeh charged forward across the ring and dived through the ropes, practically turning herself into a human missile as she propelled herself headlong into her opponents chest, diving into Wyvern head first for what she hope to be a massive impact!

There was a impact, however it wasn't as massive as Alizeh had been hoping for. Rather than bowling Wyvern over with her body Alizeh instead found herself being repulsed somehow, sent backwards into the edge of the ring just as she had done to Wyvern earlier! "Agh!" Crying out in pain as her back hit the edge Alizeh's legs would nearly give out on her lest she grabbed onto the ring apron to hold herself up right and steady, albeit with the assistance of the ring in order to do so. But standing was standing and looking across from herself Alizeh could see her opponent in a similar way as herself, propped against the barrier, both women had taken a beating so far in this match plain and simple. Now they were once again on the outside after tope suicida "Ngh... you know you sure got some... ugh interesting strategies." Alizeh said with a wince of pain as she pushed herself off the ring apron.

Turning and slowly circling her opponent Alizeh would watch Wyvern carefully, seeing the girl adopt the same stance as before having made Alizeh's nerves go slightly more on edge than before as she clenched her fists just a smidge tighter. 'She's gotta be hurting and can't react as fast.' Alizeh thought to herself as she dashed forwards towards Wyvern, attempting to make one more explosive burst of speed and athleticism in a effort to catch her opponent off guard! As she neared Alizeh would turn on her heel, attempting to swing her leg straight backwards to go for a thrust kick to the Wyvern's jaw!

[Hills]

Resisting the Tope Suicida was every bit as painful and unpleasant as Wyvern expected, but the results were easily worth it. Although she still took serious damage from it, she prevented Alizeh from keeping her momentum going, momentarily putting a halt to the fight and resetting the relative advantages the two of them had. After a mirrored moment of rest as the two used the nearby structures to keep themselves on their feet following the rebounding collision, both pushed off and began warily circling the other, analyzing their best methods of approach, trying to size up their opponent and determine how much the other wrestler could still possible have left after the grueling contest.

It felt like every muscle in Wyvern's body was making its complaints known, a mixture of overexertion and accumulated damage ensuring that every part of her ached. At the same time, though, Wyvern could barely feel it at all; the pain, the exhaustion, the roar of the crowd, everything felt...distant. Separated from her. Everything had drained away, leaving only an intense focus on her opponent. Not even Alizeh's words, which Wyvern was only distantly aware of, could penetrate her single-minded concentration. This had happened before, and was a familiar feeling. Wyvern was reaching her limits across the board, but it was hear and now, at the end, that she was at her most dangerous. She prepared herself for the end. One way or another, it was coming soon.

When Alizeh explodes into action, trying to catch Wyvern off-guard, she makes two major miscalculations. The first is assuming the other wrestler wasn't expecting her to do just that. Alizeh had more than demonstrated her tenacity, and trying to take control of the match through an offensive action was a logical approach to the situation as it was. The second was assuming Wyvern would be slow. Part of the reason Wyvern had taken up martial arts in the first place had been for mental grounding during a time in her life where it had been desperately needed. While her overall fighting style relied more on moment-to-moment brawling than traditional martial arts, it was backed up by extensive practice and hundreds of hours of repeated motions, muscle memory forged through sweat and relentless training. Even at her limits, Wyvern's training ensures that she can still act.

The instant that Alizeh begins to move forward, Wyvern's entire body twists into a blur, lashing out with a lightning-fast kick she calls the Black Talon. Among the deadliest and most heavily-refined tools in her arsenal, the strike is a back heel thrust similar to what Alizeh intended to use before Wyvern's action cut her off. Instead of being aimed at the jaw, however, Wyvern targets Alizeh's solar plexus with extreme precision, aiming to blast the wind out of her and double her over. If the kick connects, it feels more like being shot by a bean bag round than anything produced by a human body!

[Bare]

Never did Alizeh expect Wyvern to just outright tank a tope suicida the way she did. Hell she never would have expected anyone to tank such a move the way the black haired girl did. Frankly if she didn't land back first against the ring apron she would have been damn impressed by the feat from Wyvern. As it stood however Alizeh was in a rough position, faced eye to eye with Wyvern there wasn't much she could rely on out here in the no man's land that was the outer reaches of the ring side area. An area that Alizeh had taken the most out of the last time she and Wyvern were here, but she couldn't risk Wyvern taking that edge this time around.

At this point of the match Alizeh knew they were both hurting, badly at that. It would start to come down to solely who could get the most impactful damage in against the other to finally get the other down for good. So despite the risks Alizeh dashed forward, attempting to take the initiative in the match between herself and Wyvern and hopefully do something to end this once and for all! So she dashed towards Wyvern, trying to pick up as much speed as she could within the short distance that existed between the two, knowing that getting to Wyvern first and making the first move could very well be the deciding factor of the match!

However she made a crucial miscalculation. That was in the reaction speed of her opponent, not only how fast Wyvern could pick up on Alizeh coming in towards her, but also in how fast the woman was able to physically react to her action. Eyes widening in shock at the realization there was nothing Alizh could as she was mid turn by the time she saw Wyvern's own leg coming up in retaliation towards Alizeh's own shot. The only difference however was that Wyvern had been the one reacting to Alizeh's attack, and so she had moved within the strike, causing Alize to miss outright while she was forced to absorb the full force of Wyvern's kick without so much as a chance to brace herself or her stomach for the blow as the woman's foot connected dead center with Alizeh's gut.


"GUH!" Gasping loudly in pain form the impact Alizeh had nearly been taken off her feet from the sheer force that slammed into her. Thankfully that wasn't the case, instead Alizeh's legs gave out on her entirely and she was instead forced to drop down all together onto her knees. "Ugh..." Moaning breathlessly from the pain Alizeh leaned forward, finding herself in a familiar position as her head rested against Wyvern's stomach, Alizeh totally breathless and stunned from Wyvern's kick, now vulnerable to whatever else she may have had in store!