Grudge Match: Zarya Volkov vs Katherine Hart

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Continued From Here

Standard Match: Victory awarded via pin fall, submission, knockout, count out, or disqualification

The stage had already been set. An official had already been called out. Katherine and Zarya were about to settle things in a fierce and heated bout. With the crowd in steadfast support of her putting the Russian in her place. Katherine bounced up and down as the referee got between herself and her calculating, brawny foe. The veteran wrestler paused for a moment to gaze at her spare mask on the floor. Cast aside by Zarya, that mask was stolen from her after The Iron Solider jumped her backstage. Katherine had made it, herself, and used it to live the part of the cat gimmick for much of her career. There was no way her foe could ever know how much it meant to her. At least, not until she beat the ever-loving daylights out of her as retribution for her unprovoked, premeditated assault.

As Kat stared at the mask, the announcer did his job

"The following match is scheduled for one fall! Weighing in at 175 lbs, hailing from the USA,!
'The Super Kitty'!!! Katherine! Hhhhaaaaaarrrrrttt!!!"

As her name was called, the Kat redirected her attention to Zarya, her eyes affixed to Zarya's for a moment before the referee began to plead with her to make for her corner. Kat would walk backwards and back up towards her corner. She kept her focus set on her opponent while her name was announced prior to the sound of the bell. The masked wrestler spread her arms and grabbed the top rope to her left and right in the corner. She leaned forward, seemingly raring to go, despite the tape on her right shoulder and the back of her neck. On top of not being quite as big as her opponent, damage from the backstage attack left Katherine in need of it. Yet even still, she seemed undeterred.

"I didn't earn the name Super Kitty for nothin." She reassured herself. Kat had every intention of putting her foe in her place and collecting both her spare mask and a win over Zarya before the night was over. And she'd use every ounce of her in-ring ability and physical prowess to do it, even if she wasn't %100

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She stalked back and forth in her corner of the ring, a siberian tigress held caged, eager to be unleashed and itching to sink her fangs deep. Zarya wore a disgusted scowl, as if Kat's determined quest for retribution was getting in the way of far more important matters. She wanted to crush this bug, make an example of the famous Super Kitty, and maybe *this* time, after she'd compressed Katherine's spine with a few more suplex's, the self-righteous bitch would actually stay on the injured list for awhile. Zarya had no qualms whatsoever about ending another woman's career.

I'm fact, as Katherine was soon to discover, there wasn't much Zarya *wouldn't * do to remove an obstacle in her way.

"And her opponent!" The announcer continued, "Weighing in at 195lbs! Hailing from Russia, The Iron Soldier, Zarya Volkov!"

She raised her fist skyward and received a chorus of boos and jeers. Zarya smiled in that cold way that didn't quite reach her eyes, focusing on her opponent as the bell rang.

The russian charged, throwing any pretense of a cautious feeling out process to the wind. She could move with surprising speed, if only for short bursts, seeking to cut across the ring, coming in low and fast. Her strategy was simple. If Zarya could get her arms around the Super Kitty, she'd attempt to a double-leg take down, wanting Katherine grounded, her mobility torn away from her in the opening seconds.

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Despite exhibiting a somewhat more contained overall demeanor than her Russian foe, Katherine was anything but. This wasn't another show or another match. It was only her first fight against Zarya and her second time meeting her, and it was already very personal. The Super Kitty adjusted her mask one last time before slowly walking out of the corner, just before the bell rang. She held her arms out in front of her, seemingly ready to engage with Zarya.

But a look of surprise would appear on Katherine's face when she saw The Iron Solider charging at her with impressive agility for a woman of her size and stature. Katherine had less than a couple seconds to react. She would attempt to take Zarya head on, placing her hands on the brute's shoulders and trying to stop her in her tracks. Kat planted her feet and gave it a good effort, but found herself being forced back several steps away from the middle of the ring and closer to the ropes! As if that weren't enough concern, Zarya placed her hands on her legs and made a clear effort to take her down!

"Crap!!" Kat would exclaim as she felt her legs being pulled from beneath her.

Before falling to the mat on her back, she would attempt to wrap her good arm around her Russian rival's neck. Not for a DDT or a similar move. Kat realized that Zarya had already ducked low and such a move would have little impact. She'd attempt to wrap the arm over and around Zarya's neck, and then clasp her hands together as she went down. If all went well, Hat would fall to her back, but not without trapping her foe in a Guillotine Choke! Should her choke be properly executed, Kat would atempt to complete the hold by widening her legs and using them to ensnare Volkov's body by locking her ankles behind her back and adding a scissor hold to her choke!

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A curse escaped the russians lips as the Super Kitty caught her in a gullitine choke. It was a masterful counter. The sort of reversal that could have well ended the fight for a less experienced opponent, or at the very least leave them at a disadvantage from the effort required to finally escape. To her credit, Zarya seemed to calm, rather then rage and thrash.

For all her reliance on typical pro-wrestling power moves, using her size and strength to bully her enemies into submission, this was where the Iron Soldier was most at home. Zarya's first move was to reach between the crush of their bodies and grab the wrist of Katherine's weaker arm as they went down, attempting to pull on it to give herself a little slack and keep the choke from fully clamping down on her. If successful, it brought her a precious few seconds to react further.

Her next step would be to rock her weight towards Hart's weaker shoulder, going as far as to press her free forearm against it in trying to turn them both onto their sides. If the Russian could maneuver her enemy that far, she'd simply lift her head to pull free of the gullitine choke. That still left Katherine's legs locked tight around her waist, but Zarya was more concerned with the immediate threat.

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Despite facing an immediate assault from her Russian foe, Katherine seemed to find a suitable countermeasure to punish Zarya for charging in at her from the get-go. The counter seemed to be executed well enough. Countermoves were a huge part of The Super Kitty's claim to fame, and she intended to keep living up to that reputation. Had she been at 100 percent, it wouldn't be hard to believe that Kat would secure an early advantage by locking the Guillotine Choke in here and now. Clamping and tightening her muscular legs around the Soldier's thick core was the easy part. But Zary'a wherewithal and combat experience saw to it that she wouldn't be able to lock in a proper chokehold on the Russian prior to landing.

Katherine remained steadfast in trying to fasten her good arm around Volkov's neck. She tenses the maneuvered he arm, trying to cinch the choke in as best she could. Tugging on Katherine's weaker arm sent a jolt of pain up her shoulder. This was soon followed by her foe rolling her weight onto the shoulder before pressing her forearm down on it, causing the masked woman to exclaim in anguish and fully remove her hands from Zarya's person in exchange for trying to pry the burdensome forearm off of her hurt shoulder.

"AUWWH...Grrr!" Kat would place both arms on the Russian's forearm, trying to simply push it away. She'd lock her ankles and attempt to put sizable pressure on her loathsome rival's care. Should she be successful, she would try and push back Zarya's upper body with her hands and tighten the vice-like grip of her Body Scissor on Zarya. The audience looked on in with excitement as the two fierce, premiere competitors engaged in some compelling mat/submission wrestling!

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The Iron Soldier had managed to escape the immediate danger of the guillotine choke, a move that could end most any competitor if properly applied. Having escaped that threat, Zarya reverted back to her usual pattern of aggressive offense. Trouble was, while the Super Kitty was still the smaller of the two fighters, she had enough height, weight and muscle behind her to keep from being immediately overwhelmed by the Russian as Zarya strained to press forward and grind her weight into Kat's shoulder. The look in her angry, pain slitted eyes said it all.... she would rip that injured joint right out of it's socket if given the chance.

A low growlish sound escaped her throat as Katherine poured on the pressure around her waist, but the body scissor was tolerable for the moment, if only barely. It was still early in the match, and the russians musculature gave a great deal of protection to her core. "Grrr... did you put money aside suuka?" She snarled, "...this could be your retirement match, after all."

With that, she abruptly changed tactics, abandoning her attempts at pressuring Kat's injuried shoulder and instead attempting to roll their entangled bodies so that the Super Kitty was once again pinned beneath her. Zarya's method for trying to escape the body scissor had all the bluntness of a hammer as she reared back with her fist and attempted to lay in a series of punches towards Kat's face!

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As the two LAW heavyweights continued going at it, vying for dominance on ring floor, The Super Kitty tried to stay alive and keep the the Russian juggernaut away from her hurt shoulder, all while trying to get in offense of her own. It was a monumental task. Too monumental even for a seasoned pro, like herself. When Katherine tried to relieve some of the pressure by directing her energies and efforts towards squeezing the Iron Soldier's core, Zarya lived up to her 'Iron' moniker and overcame the pressure on her midsection in favor of raining down mounted punches on the Luchadora!

While Katherine was happy to be taking pressure and strikes somewhere besides her shoulder, bare punches to the face weren't much better. She raised her forearms in an attempt to block some of the punches, but unfortunately for her, many of them got through and did the job. With each punch that connected, Kat let out a groan. Soon, after 3 or 4 punches, she'd be forced to release her body scissor hold on the hulking, Russian brute!

"Urgh..! Ah!" Kat cried as her efforts were finally stifled via Zarya's barrage. With a few stiff punches from her advantageous position, Zarya had seized control of the match up! Kat turned to her side and laid on the canvas with her hands on her head. The crowd would express concern and support for the masked blonde to try and overcome, but for now, each successful move and strike from the cold and calculating Volkov brought her words one step closer to fruition. It wasn't farfetched to believe that this woman could bring an abrupt end to any wrestler's career. Including Hart's....

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"Erg...much better." The russian said with a relieved intake of air, uninhibited by the brutal constricting power of Katherine Hart a legs. Zarya had no small amount of muscle protecting her core, but a prolonged scissor hold would wear anyone down over time. Freed at last, the crowd no doubt expected, and feared, that the russian would take the opportunity to get to her feet and take advantage of her stunned opponent.


Well, they'd be half right.

Zarya did lift her weight from atop the Super Kitty, albeit briefly, but instead of standing, the Iron Soldier settled at Katherine's side and grabbed for her right arm, looking to pull it between her muscular legs and lock on a cross arm-bar! The heel had no intention of letting this fight go a moment longer then necessary, it seemed. She was determined to prove her earlier threat... and unless the luchadora recovered quickly enough, Zarya would do exactly that.. by wrenching Katherine Hart's arm right out of its socket!

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Katherine had done what she could to make the best of a bad situation. The Super Kitty had tried to go in for the kill early on with a debilitating submission hold early on! But Zarya wasn't going to go down that easily. The Russian brute was willing to take any route or mains available to get her way, and she drove that point home by targeting Kat's hurt shoulder to stifle her and ward the submission expert off!

After breaking free, the red clad wrestler did what one would expect from a hitwoman. She'd begin to systematically pick apart Kat by going after her arm and shoulder. She'd grab hold of The Super Kitty's arm and pull it between her thick, brawny legs to set her up for a Cross Armbar! Katherine would flail and immediately howl out in pain! She'd bend her knees and plant her feet to try and gain some measure of mobility! Perhaps in an effort to make it to the ropes!

"AAAGH!" Katherine roared in anguish.

The effects of the hold were felt nearly immediately. She'd begin pulling herself and her opponent a couple feet, tensing nearly all her muscles to accomplish the feat, but the rope was still slightly out of reach! The audience would roar in support of Katherine upon seeing her come just inches away from earning a rope break by hand! When that effort failed, after a couple seconds, Kat clenched her teeth and roared once more before shooting her leg out towards the bottom rope and hooking it with the toe of her boot. After that display of effort, sighs of relief could be heard throughout the arena as the call from the referee was made!

"BREAK!"

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"BREAK!"

The referees call was heard by all, the sound carrying all the way in the furthest back row of the arena. Surely, then, it was heard loud and clear by Katherine's opponent... yet Zarya Volkov refused to release the hold!

"BREAK!" The referee repeated in an even more commanding tone, but the Iron Soldier was unphased. She didn't even look up as she continued to torture her Rivals arm and shoulder. Left with no real alternative, the ref began the count to five, the implication clear that Zarya would be immediately disqualified if she didn't release the hold in time. "ONE! TWO! -" The count was barely audible over the roar of the crowds disapproval at the heels tactics.

In truth, Zarya had no intention of getting disqualified, but she had four seconds... and four seconds caught in her cross-arm breaker was half an eternity. "THREE!" Every muscle strained taut as she milked the count, teeth bared as if challenging herself to dislocate the Super Kitties shoulder I'm those few seconds. "FOUR!"

And just like that, the pressure stopped. Zarya released the hold and rolled away, creating a little distance so no one could claim she hadn't broken it before the count of five. She got to her feet, staring down at Katherine with one of those smiles that failed to reach her eyes.

"Get up. We're just getting started." Instead of waiting for Hart to do just that, Zarya stepped forward, bending down to grab Katherine with one hand gripping the back of her mask and the other beneath her arm, trying to haul the woman to her feet. Managing that, Zarya would turn to irish-whip the fan favorite to the corner across the ring!