Helena D. Vs Petra A. - A Lesson In Manners

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Vs.

Standard Match
Victory Via Pinfall, Submission Or KO

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Attire

Petra's appearance before the masses was one that warmed her heart. The lovely Greek's performance in the ring thus far had earned the beauty quite the fan base already. It had become apparent that with her lovely attitude came great skill and eagerness in the ring - and needless to say the purple haired gal had put on a show near enough without trying.

Today she would hope to capitalise on her progress made thus far, by challenging a figure whom was the definition of dangerous. Helena would be a first for her in many regards, both in style and experience, but perhaps most importantly, alignment as it were. Petra had only heard hearsay about her opponents tendencies in and out of the ring to those she deemed a threat, and given that today Petra was hoping for an astounding win to once more boost her wrestling profile, she was rather certain she'd be placed in those cross hairs, regardless of match result.

Regardless, Petra held a grin as she rested on her corner. Her entrance forever a simple one, with little time spent on flair and such in favour of a steady pace and smiles given to the crowd, Petra would wiggle her frame side to side as she rotated her shoulders. She had already warmed up backstage, as she often did, but it couldn't hurt to get the blood flowing just a touch more.

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Helena's stock was soaring as of late, as was that of her opponent Petra Adamos. Helena was eager to really take the spotlight, putting this rising star down in front of thousands of her adoring fans. Helena was in her ring gear and ready when called to head out. Her music played as the crowd eagerly booed her, hoping to see her go down in defeat. She had emerged triumphant before despite their hopes, and tonight she was determined for such an outcome.

Swaying her hips, holding her arms out and striking a few poses the attractive, tall Canadian woman came down to the ring, climbing up onto the apron before making her way through the ropes to look over at Petra. "Hmph you seem like a typical dime a dozen wrestler, I have no clue what makes people think you are anything special my dear. I hope you are preparing to be humiliated in front of all your lovely fans tonight." Helena said as she blew Petra a kiss.

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Petra held her stance as she usually would - be it muscle bound giant or tiny speed demon about to join her, Petra was adamant as ever on trying her best and putting on a show for the masses. She had yet to be defeated, but she truthfully did not care for such a fact. If anything it meant that she hadn't found her limits yet, and such a prospect greatly excited her!

If she merely wanted to face opponent she knew for a fact would be lesser so than her, she would have joined the rookie leagues!

"Greetings, I am-" Petra was cut off before her introduction could get going and build volume, as her smile was replaced with quite the look of shock. She had heard there were less desirable women personality wise in the world of wrestling, but Helena wasn't wasting any time here!

Quite stunned as Petra looked to the referee, whom in turn could but raise her arms and try to move things along, Petra rapidly blinked as she turned her head whilst backing into the corner. With nothing else to say and her arms to her side in an uneasy manner, the bell would ring soon enough, with the Greek coming centre bound at quite a lax pace.

To say she was thrown off her game was nothing special, but to do so as easily as Helena had, with a mere hostile greeting?

Those in the front rows were rather confused as to what they were seeing!

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Helena was getting under her skin, good. Petra was skilled, strong, fast, technical, the total package. However the mind game was Helena's realm and Petra was a raw rookie when it came to mental toughness. This was going to be fun. Helena confidently approached and held her hands up for a grapple, drawing close until.....

"Wait! I am not ready just yet." Helena said as she turned away and strut away from Petra a couple steps to frustrate the young wrestler. Helena heard the crowd booing her loudly and that was fine. Helena was hoping she could anger Petra and keep her off her game although the inactivity of the Canadian would not last long.

Helena would turn quickly and try to hammer Petra with a toe kick to the abdomen to double her over out of nowhere and move closer, trying to wrap up her head to fall back and plant Petra with a DDT before Petra could figure out what was going on!

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Petra's eyes weren't even to Helena as she approached - her mind was a mess, and such being over essentially nothing made the scenario all the more bizarre. Was Petra not a professional wrestler? How had she not come across simple hostility before?

Petra's attention was brought back to Helena if just a little, as her foe declared a lack of preparation. Eyes tensing just a little as a confused look washed over her face, Petra's barely raised arms fell just a little with what was said. Needless to say when Helena turned and threw a leg up, obviously aiming to capitalise on the Greek's dismay, she did so without fail!

Struck in the gut and with all the air rushed out of her, Petra's untensed and unprepared body nearly outright fell forward from the kick alone, head coming towards the ground! Only things wouldn't go so far - instead they would turn worse, as Helena hooked her arm around Petra's head, and opted to guide that head herself!

The Greek's body was spiked as a result, with limbs stiffening out as she was drove into the canvas!

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"Hahaha! My Greek Goddess of wrestling seems to be far less in the ring than I expected from all the hype!" Helena said, cackling as she got up. She stomped down on Petra's abdomen twice before bending down to pull her up by the hair.

Helena screamed as she threw everything she had into a hard slap across the face to try to stagger Petra once more!

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Petra's mind was all but lost for the moment - the sense completely smacked from the Greek via that sharp and sudden headbutt. A DDT was a curious move in the fact that near enough everyone had it in their repertoire thanks to how easy it was to pull off, yet at the same time it was near enough finisher worthy. Such was the damage, from a move that obviously straight up dropped its victim on their head.

Groaning as she tried to pull her senses back to her, Petra was somewhat sat up against her will as her arms flopped around towards the vicious heel. With no defence coming to her, Petra's clocks were soon enough cleaned with a massive slap to her cheek - one that turned her back onto her side, as any progress she had made even forcibly towards a rise was quickly reset!

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Helena slapped petra as hard as she could and moved fluidly behind the struggling wrestler. "Sorry dear but lets end this one now shall we?" Helena said. She could have gone for her finisher but instead she thought that was beneath her this early. Instead Helena grabbed Petra around the waist from behind, grunting as she attempted to lift her up and bring her crashing down for a German suplex to the mat! Helena would keep her back arched in an attempt to pin Petra right away happy to have put the plucky woman down quickly in front of her fans.

The referee slid in to place and raised their arm up, bringing it slapping down against the mat to kick off the count.

"ONE!"

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Sense slapped right out of her, Petra looked to be a meal for a squash today, as Helena hooked around the firm bodied Greek and hoisted her up to her feet. Before near instantly pulling her off it, as Helena looked to arch Petra right into a pinfall, following a agonising German Suplex!

Overcome by pain, but her senses oddly snapping to her as the referee made that first count, Petra's fine legs jerked up into the sky all at once before the referee could strike two! Leaving her in the match if still heavily stunned, as she rolled to her side following Helena's bridging slam!

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"Damn it all you insolent wretch!" Helena screamed aloud as she felt Petra forcefully kick out. Helena stomped down on Petra a few times to soften up her abdomen before pulling her up by the arm.

A clearly frustrated Helena whipped Petra to the ropes, sending her running hoping to catch her with a clothesline as she bounced off and ran back at Helena!