Sheila Morgan vs. Hazel 'Highlander' Neilson (c) for the LAWLESS Championship

[BlackAkuma]

Sheila knew this was coming, sooner or later. She could fight hard, do all the damage, but she was still a lightweight going up against heavyweight, and a big heavyweight at that. There was going to be pain, lots of pain, and she would wind up getting swatted about like a fly. She knew what she was in for, she was down for it.

It would suck, and as her foe rose up and looked down at her with no small amount of rage, she had a good idea what was coming. First a boot, driving hard into face, leaving her to stars and smell blood.. Sheila’s body jerked and she let out a hoarse cry as more stomps followed soon after, driving her into the canvas only to be pulled back up again by the chair. She jerked about like a puppet on string, hair flying and limbs flailing.

When it finally came to an end, she was left to dangle from the chain, her body swaying back and forth as she wheezed. Even still, she managed a little smile as the blood trickled down from her busted nose. ”Yep,” She licked the blood clean off her lips and spat it off to the side, much to the referee’s disgust. ”Definitely touched a nerve.”

[Sigma Morgan]

Hazel felt nothing as she noticed Sheila's nose was busted open by her boot, if anything it only encouraged her to go even harder with the final stomp to the woman's face. Still her rage and lust for revenge wasn't quenched and after such a one sided start it might never be until Sheila wasn't moving or speaking! Even after four stomps to the face the wild one still insisted on speaking even as she was limp at the end of a chain!

"You don't know when to stop talking do you?" Hazel growled at her opponent, the site of her opponent licking her own blood didn't even phase her. Hazel grabbed Shiela's wrist along with the chain forcing the woman to her knees before letting go of the woman's wrist, instead grabbing her hair, making sure her face was once again a wide open target as her knee surged forward delivering another hard hit before pulling the woman back to her feet.

Hazel then tucked the woman's head under her arm before grabbing the waste band of her bottoms. 'I can hurt you in more ways than Kenzie or anyone else ever has!" Hazel warned, showing a bit more of a sadistic side than usual before attempting to lift her opponent up and slam her back down with a suplex!

[BlackAkuma]

”Nope.”

That was gonna be a hard ‘nope’, too. Shutting up was simply not in the Wild One’s DNA, especially now that it was clear how much her chattering was pissing off the champion. She fully intended to mouth off every chance she could get, though she might be limited on those opportunities, with Hazel going on the warpath.

She wasn’t down for long before the woman pulled her up, hauling her limp body up by the arm, and she was just starting to get her senses together when Hazel went and ruined that with a knee to the face, scattering her brain once again. Then, because no match was complete without Sheila getting her fucking hair yanked, the woman snatched her head and pulled it tight under her arm, the clear start of a suplex.

Still faded, Sheila wasn’t in a position to do much of anything at the moment, as her foe hauled her up flung her through the air. She couldn't stop it, but with Hazel’s face so close, she could inflict a little pain in the process - as she was brought over, Sheila brought her hand over the big woman’s face and gave a quick scratch, raking her in the eyes before she came crashing down.

[Sigma Morgan]

"Nope?" Hazel thought to herself. It seemed the Aussie really didn't know when it was time to shut up as it only seemed to make the Scotswoman more brutal with every hit, a knee to the face for example that sent the wild one into a daze and surprisingly, it shut her mouth, at least long enough to get her back up to her feet and into the proper position for a suplex!

Hazel lifted Sheila with ease but as she got the Aussie up over her shoulders she moved her hand onto the Scotswoman's face and brutally raked her eyes! "Ahhh" Hazel cried out as she send Sheila crashing down but quickly disengaged and rolled a couple feet away her hands covering her eyes as they watered in pain causing her vision to be a bit blurry!

'Dirty cunt" Hazel cussed as she pushed up onto her hands and knees, her eyes still stinging in pain as she reached to seize Sheila by the hair wanted to return the painful favor to her opponent. 'Right in my fucking eyes" Hazel thought to herself as she tried to rise to her feet while dragging the Australian woman up with her whether she liked it or not!

[BlackAkuma]

Sheila didn’t know whether or not her little gambit paid off - not immediately. She was a little busy getting suplexed to check on that. Her opponent brought her crashing down hard into the canvas, a solid hit, one that knocked all the wind out of her. Bitch was strong, and she wasn’t looking forward to taking more slams like that through the night.

But what she saw when she looked over put a smile on her face. It might not have been much, but scratching her foe’s face like that had bought her a little time while the redhead cleared her vision, time she could use to catch a breather. And plan.

Sure enough, Hazel came back her way and pulled her up by the hair - again - but this time, Sheila had a surprise waiting for her. As she was pulled up, the Wild One wrapped the chain around her fist, held it tight, then brought her arm up to give the champion a jab square in the mouth, giving her a taste of the metal. ”Eat it!”

[Sigma Morgan]

If Sheila's plan was to blind her, Hazel was going to put the Australian in a full body cast before they were done! But it was best to restrain herself rather than attempt to completely end another woman's career. Her vision was still a little watery as she grabbed Sheila, not noticing the steel chain wrapped around the woman's fist until it was already inches away from her face! Hazel didn't even have time to process the Australian woman's words before her fist and the chain wrapped around it slammed into her mouth.

Spit and blood flew from Hazel's mouth as she fell backwards, her lip busted and immediately started bleeding before she hit the canvas. Hazel's world was spinning from such a hard punch aided by steel! "D-damn it" Hazel muttered as a streak of blood ran down her chin. Hazel was dazed a could barely moved, only able to roll onto her side and bring her hand to her chin to wipe some of the blood away as the match once again shifted balance back in favor of the challenger.

[BlackAkuma]

The punch wasn’t all that pleasant for Sheila, either. The human head wasn’t exactly a soft target, and smacking it with a chained-up fist came with some problems. Namely, she wound up taking a good deal of force from the blow into her hand, and it sent shockwaves of pain down her arm. Definitely fractured, no question.

But worth it. Sheila dropped to her knees after the strike and watched as her foe went rolling away, feeling all of that impact and giving her the chance she needed. Smart move would’ve been to go at her right now, and Sheila would. First, though, she needed to do some shopping.

Sheila dropped down, rolled under the bottom rope, and made her way outside, where she promptly began to stomp her way towards the announcer’s desk…only to stop when the chain ran out of length, nearly knocking herself down from the sudden yank. ”Right. Almost forgot. Fuck.”

Not a problem, though. Quite the opposite. Sheila gripped the chain with both hands, planted her feet, and pulled back hard all at once, attempting to drag Hazel out of the ring under the bottom rope for a hard fall onto the floor. ”Get over here!”

[Sigma Morgan]

Despite Hazel wiping some blood from her chin it continued to drip onto the mat, starting a small puddle next to where her head laid as Hazel struggled to remotely regain her bearings. But before she could the chain went tight as Sheila rolled out of the ring. Before Hazel could stir as her arm was pulled in the direction of the chain Sheila cruelly yanked the chain, pulling the Scotswoman outside of the ring causing her to land on the cold and unforgiving floor outside.

'Nggh Hazel grunted as landed stomach first, barely able to get her hands in front of her face to protect it from the fall "Fuck..." Hazel groaned as she pushed up onto her elbows and knees resting her forehead against the floor as blood still dripped from her lip seemingly still vulnerable to her opponent as the woman increased the danger level tenfold by taking things to the outside!

[BlackAkuma]

Getting Hazel out of the ring was no small task, especially not for a lightweight like Sheila. The bitch was what? Around two-hundred pounds? Something like that. And she was all deadweight in the ring at the moment. Not easy to drag, and it nearly blew out her back to get it done.

But she did get it done. She pulled and pulled and pulled and Hazel came flopping out of the ring, coming down hard on her front. Looked like it sucked. Good.

More importantly, though, it put Sheila where she wanted to be, in reach of the timekeeper’s area. She made her way over to it, reached over, and pulled out a folding chair. Nice, clean, solid. It’d do nicely.

”Party favors.” Sheila took a second to wipe the blood off her forehead, then made her way back to Hazel, held the chair up high, and proceeded to bring it down hard on her back, making sure to target the tender spot between the shoulder blades.

[Sigma Morgan]

Hazel didn't care how hard she was to drag, if anything it worked in her favor. When the Scotswoman got herself back into the fight she was going to show Sheila what raw strength looked like, it was just a matter of actually getting back into the fight after that wicked punch she had taken.

The fall outside the ring hadn't done her any favors either and truthfully Hazel was starting to look a bit worse for wear. "I can't just lay here" Hazel thought to herself as she planted her hands on the floor and took her head off the floor and began to push herself back up to her feet. That was when Sheila came back over with a chair in hand, Hazel had been given some time to rest and recover but she took too long, something her opponent made her pay for painfully as the hard part of the chair targeted her upper back between her shoulder blades!

'Aggghhh!" Hazel cried out as she collapse back down onto her stomach, her legs kick in pain as she laid at her opponent's feet, struggling with the additional punishment forced upon her body seemingly vulnerable to even more!