A Hellish Night in the Cell! - Heavyweight Championship Match

[Afterhoursclub]

The redhead continued to pull... harder and harder until she couldn't anymore. She was certain the Camel Clutch was causing some damage, but not nearly enough as she had hoped, unable to stop Kosuke from reaching the ropes and forcing Ashley to break the submission or risk disqualification.

The angry Brit grumbled, reluctantly letting her foe go and taking a few steps back... waiting for the Japanese to stand back up, something that didn't come to pass...

"Where the HELL are you going?!"

The disrespect! Kosuke not only rolled herself out of the ring, but she also had the nerve to tease and insult Ashley?

"How... dare you?!" Maybe it wasn't the most logical choice; perhaps it was a trap... but once Ashley's anger took over, any kind of rational decision flew out the window... and right now, watching the Japanese wrestler mock her was enough to make her want to chase after her and beat the living hell out of Kosuke.

"Come here, damn you!"

She rolled herself under to the bottom rope and went after her opponent; if she could get her hands on Kosuke... she would beat the girl down with a series of clubbing blows!

[Blade ocs]

"What if it's okay for you to smack talk but not me?" She asks.



When she got down to the cell, Kosuke put her plan into motion. She climbed the outside of the cage. She went down and tried to do a single-leg drop kick to Ashley.



Kosuke does have a grand idea. Kosuke has a grand idea that aims to make her victory significant for both everyone else and herself. So there's no "awe; you got lucky." Bullshit. She hopes Ashely can climb.



Moreover, she is highly sceptical that L.A.W. has ever hosted a hell-in-a-cell match. At the very least, they haven't had a hell in a cell match in a very long time.

[Afterhoursclub]

Yeah... it was happening again...

Ashley's anger was taking over, something that had happened many times before and had proved quite costly for the redhead as well... But she simply could not avoid it... Witnessing how Kosuke escaped to the outside of the ring, taunting the Red Menace when it was HER the one running away.

"Who the hell do you think you are?!" fuming, eyes burning with fire, the Brit went after her opponent, chasing her like a wild beast looking for prey... ignoring each and every rational thought or warning that her mind tried to tell her. For Ashley, there was only one thing that mattered right at that moment: Shutting this girl up! Something that she was planning to do as soon as she got her hands on the Japanese girl's neck.

"Where are you going?!" Ashley yelled, watching Kosuke climb the cage... She went to grab her leg to pull her down, but just as the redhead stretched her arm, Kosuke turned and jumped off, one leg fully extended with a vicious dropkick that caught Ashley right on the chest... shoving her backwards until her back hit the apron abruptly...

"Ughh!" Ashley fell down to her knees, holding her pained lower back with one hand while pressing the other against the canvas for support.

[Blade ocs]

As soon as she went on the ground, Losuke went to do the cleaning of her hands. She thinks she got her. She got an idea to keep Ron, but that's not what she wants.



She goes to grab her head and lift her up. If it worked, she would do a toss to try and make her hit the steel cage. She wants to put her body against it. Then it's time to look on.



She would go running in again. This time she would go for another BESKER SPEAR! This was to hopefully land and hit Aheely and break the cage to send them both outside the cage.



She must admit she will also get hurt from it. However, this can only be done if her Irish whip-toss thing was actually successful in the first place.

[Afterhoursclub]

Anyone who had followed the career of "The Red Menace" for long enough could have foreseen, from a mile away, that this could only lead to one of two possible outcomes; for whenever Ashley was involved, there was simply no such thing as a "middle ground"...not even remotely...

Either Ashley’s rage would push her beyond superhuman levels, allowing her —through sheer brute force and against all odds— to deliver a beating of biblical proportions to her opponent...

Or it would backfire in the most horrible, yet logical and expected way possible...

And the answer to such a conundrum would not take long to arrive, as the audience soon heard the thundering noise of Ashley’s boots striking the ring canvas forcefully as she stepped out of the ring and headed straight toward the side of the cage... eyes fixed on her annoying opponent, who seemed to continue running away...

"Get the fuck down here!" Ashley yelled, seeing Kosuke climbing the inside of the cell, unfortunately for the Brit... her wish would be granted, though not the way she hoped...

"Ughhh!" The Japanese's foot would land squarely on her chest, pushing her back violently as she hit the apron with her lower back. Next, Kosuke would grab hold of Ashley's head and shove her into the side of the cell, rattling the whole structure with the harsh impact.

"Argh... Dammit..." Momentarily dazed, the redhead shook her head to clear the sudden fog clouding her mind, but... the heelish Brit would open her eyes again just in time to see a frightening image:

Kosuke dashed like a torpedo straight at her... and her intentions could not have been clearer: the Japanese woman aimed to ram Ashley with another vicious spear... like she had tried before, and much to Ashley's dismay... this time she didn't have the time, not the strength, to react in time.

-CRASH!-

The clash was hard; the whole cell shook again with a clinking noise of thousands of small metal pieces moving at the same time... the iron hinges of the cell's panel gave out, with both wrestlers running right through the side and landing on the floor outside of the cage... but it was Ashley who took the brunt of the strike... falling over the broken cell panel in a messy heap...

"Grahh!"

The crowd burst into cheers, but all of it was a mere muffled noise in the back of Ashley's mind. Right now... the only worry of the redhead was trying to remain conscious...