A Hellish Night in the Cell! - Heavyweight Championship Match

[Blade ocs]

What next was against what Kosuke had planned and what nobody expected, except Ashley and maybe her tag team partner? Well, maybe Kosuke's mom knew as well.



Ashley went and got Kosuke by the throat. A roar of rage. Now Kosuke did want to send Ashely through the celling; however, trying to get Ashely to stop hitting her was the troubling part.



Kosuke felt Ashley's ruined grip. It legitimately felt like she was closing her airways, and she was. She was truly suffering. She was trying to pry her hands away, but no luck.



She hears the crowd cheer. She went to try and unchastise Ashley, but it wasn't working. Then she heard Ashley's words. Her eyes widened. Then came the choke slam.



They groaned in pain. She felt the cold metal on her back. Hearing the paneling come loose and her trying to reposition herself so Ashley can take the brunt of the fall. If only she had that amount of time. She was going to scream, but before she knew it, her eyes went black.



The crowd was in a uproar. The accluters couldn't believe it, even calling and asking for medical help. The ref came over and saw that both looked past out. He started the count.



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[Afterhoursclub]

It was pure instinct... something that she had practically trained herself to do whenever Ashley was in a dire situation, a simple reaction in response to imminent danger, almost as a self-defense mechanism; The blows she was receiving were doing a number on the Brit, leaving her dazed... pushing Ashley to the limits of her resilience... But just as she was about to collapse once more, her muscle memory kicked in instantly: her hand shot forward, and without a moment’s hesitation, Ashley unleashed "The Crimson Fall", the very technique that had secured her victory in many of her previous encounters.

She didn't stop to think; she didn't stop to analyze the context or the consequences that this might bring given their current positioning in the arena, or, better said... above it. She simply acted, with a single goal in mind: to finish her opponent right then and there, before it was too late, before she truly succumbed to the exhaustion of the prolonged match. And... she succeeded; Ashley grabbed Kosuke by the throat, lifted her with impressive strength, and slammed her down with a massive clash that shook the entire structure. But... just as the Japanese woman's body made contact with the metal ceiling of the cell, the panel supporting them completely gave out... its hinges breaking right on the spot under their combined weight... casting them both into a violent free-fall straight to the ring canvas several meters below.

The entire stadium screamed; some were in shock... others feared for the well-being of both competitors, but every soul present voiced their emotion in some way. For no one could simply remain quiet while witnessing the crude destruction happening in front of their very eyes.

Ashley waved her arms wildly while traveling through the air until she met the ring mat, slamming hard into it, landing onto her side. It was ugly, a hard fall that could have ended her career in a mere instant...

"Arghh!" A painful shriek escaped her lips as she rolled a few times before ending face-down on the mat.

It was a worrying visual: The two wrestlers down... not moving, while the referee had to do his job... starting the count for both of them, with the crowd wildly cheering them on to continue...

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[Blade ocs]

Team MILF Kosuke stable was there. They were yelling, trying to make her get up. Raven was about to get in there to yell at Kosuke to wake up, but the ref saw her. She cusses.



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Speranza was also there. She knew... she knew what was going to happen. Her eyes were sadder. She'd shed some tears for her daughter. She didn't want it to be true, but she had that hurt feeling and a merger intuition that she was not going to get up in time. At least it was a fair fight, and she put up one hell of a fight.



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Kosuke's body is soft and moved. Not much; her eyes are still closed. Not good enough for her to be saved from the count. She just hopes she can get up first. Well...if she were awake, sort of focused, she could.