Welcome To My House: Isaiah Bowen vs. Alanna Antoinette. Prophet's House Match

[ScylliasExoter]

Alanna looked at the grave she was propped up against. “Of fucking course,” she thought to herself. Her recovery was interrupted by her foe grabbing her wrist and pulling her to her feet. He scooped her up and walked her over to her own grave. Isaiah inverted her before delivering a thunderous tombstone piledriver. Alanna lay there unconscious, the rain pouring down on her. The ref dressed as a nun began her count.

1!
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5!
6!
7!
8!

Maybe it was the downpour of rain, but Alanna burst awake at 8 and responded to the ref’s count. ”I’m awake!” She was wobbly but managed to get to her feet.

[SimplePride]

Deep down Isaiah knew this was far from over, but, as the ref's count began to climb, his hopes grew as well. Maybe he can finally put this rivalry to rest. But, his hopes were quickly dashed as Alanna didn't allow herself to be defeated in that way, Isaiah nodded, even though he didn't like the woman, he had to admire her grit. Isaiah thought of going for his finisher, the same one that was used against him last time, but, he decided to use that as his final blow. He reared back, and with all his weight behind it, threw a haymaker intending for Alanna's face.

[ScylliasExoter]

Alanna knew she had one foot in the grave, literally and figuratively speaking. Isaiah reared back his fist and tried to punch her in face as she was getting up off of the grave stone. Alanna managed to dodge Isaiah’s punch at the last second. Alanna quickly got to her feet, grabbed, Isaiah’s shoulders, and kneed him in the gut. ”We’re not done!” she yelled as lighting flashed in the background. Alanna grabbed Isaiah and attempted to drive his head into the dirt with a DDT.

[SimplePride]

Isaiah's punch whiffed, and if Isaiah was being honest, he wasn't all that surprised. All-or-nothing really wasn't the Prophet's way. Alanna would knee him in the gut, and soon Isaiah found himself going face first onto the wet ground in a DDT. He laid down on the wet ground as the rain poured on his back, but, he soon got up to his knees. This wasn't how he anticipated the first Prophet's House match to go...

[ScylliasExoter]

Seeing Isaiah on his knees, Alanna gave him a swift kick in the back. Upon Isaiah arching his back, Alanna pounced on top of him and bore him to the ground, and took his back. Pressed up against him, Alanna wrapped her legs around his torso and attempted to lock him in a rear naked choke.

[SimplePride]

Isaiah was met with a kick to the back, and, strangely enough, would attempt another choke hold, "Running out of ideas, eh?" Isaiah said as he was bent over backwards in a rear naked choke. The rain was still pouring on, and the way Isaiah was positioned he could see the front door of the church. He, without saying a word, pointed to the verse written on the door:

ISAIAH 53:3

HE IS DESPISED AND REJECTED OF MEN, A MAN OF SORROWS, AND ACQUAINTED WITH GRIEF. AND WE HID AS IT WERE OUR FACES FROM HIM; HE WAS DESPISED, AND WE ESTEEMED HIM NOT.

Isaiah began to fade, but, Alanna had to know that submissions wouldn't count here...

[ScylliasExoter]

Alanna enjoyed every second of her chokehold on Isaiah. Oh I got ideas if this doesn’t do the trick. And no kicking out of this one. You’re going night night. She kept pulsing her biceps and squeezing her for. She felt him weakening. When Isaiah pointed at the door with the Bible verse on it, Alanna replied, “Oh look. More phrases from the fiction book I don’t care about.” As Isaiah faded, Alanna taunted him. “Shhhhhh… Va te coucher. Va te coucher…” Isaiah went limp in Alanna’s arms. She held him in the chokehold a bit longer to make sure he wasn’t playing possum. Alanna let go and backed up. The ref began her count.

1…

[SimplePride]

Isaiah didn't hear Alanna's taunting, but, he did feel the raindrops on his skin and her finally letting go of the chokehold. He was placed on the ground and the ref, clearly done with this shit, began her count:

"1...
2...
3...
4...
5...
6..."

Isaiah stirred around sthe six count and stood up, "Not...in..MY HOUSE!" Isaiah roared as he charged blindly toward Alanna. He wasn't going to give up the ghost that easily. This was his house, and Alanna was treading on holy ground...

[ScylliasExoter]

Alanna wasn’t surprised that he got up after one sleeper, but the prophet was clearly angry and loopy. Alanna intended to take advantage of it. He charged her with abandon. Alanna sidestepped to the left, cocked her right leg back, and attempted to drive her knee into Isaiah’s stomach.

[SimplePride]

Of all the things Isaiah preached, one of the main things was that one shouldn't let emotions cloud your better judgement, Isaiah riled against his own teachings, and it cost him, perhaps getting soaking wet with the rain, that actually is just now starting to let up. began to wear on him, but, Alanna sidestepped the charge and was met with a knee to the gut, forcing him to kneel, which, given the circumstances, felt like cruel irony...