Heather Sunderland vs Angela Guillot - TABLES!

[TiefBlau]

Heather clicked her tongue a little at Angela's words, hating how she was addressing her right now. She was belittling her more and more and Heather just wanted to rip the girl apart as soon as she possibly could. She was frustrated at the position she was in now, but she knew that she could somehow get back into this..she just had to fight through the situation that she was in now before that came up.

She felt her yank her up to her feet, but quickly fought back against her. She turned herself around, not allowing her to keep her in that position, knowing full well she couldn't allow her to work on her back anymore. Gritting her teeth, she just pushed, trying to slam her fist as hard as she could into Angela's gut.

[Devastated]

Heather was in Angela's grasp, the blonde knew that. She was prime for going through a table and that was something that Angela wanted to do, in just a few moments of torturing the beautiful purple haired girl. So far she had showed up Heather quite a bit, even getting the purple haired one to tap out and leave herself with a black spot on herself in this match.

Now that she was pulling Heather up towards her feet though, Heather decided to fight back, driving her fist right into Angela's belly. " Guh!" The blonde gasped out in pain as air and spittle escaped her mouth and she was forced to release that hair and stagger back a step. Following it up by attempting to hit Heather with a quick punch of her own aimed right at Heather's fairly bare abs!

[TiefBlau]

Heather grit her teeth as she was able to slam that fist into the girl's gut, taking deep breaths in and out as she was just--trying to get back on the offensive. She needed to hit something big because Angela wasn't giving her a second to recover. Unfortunately for her, it would continue to be the case as she slammed her fist into Heather's abs right after!

She grunt out from the pain, stumbling slightly before shaking her head. "Nghkn...y-you're mine!" She whined out, stepping in and just trying to slam her shoulder into her, t rying to hit her back or hopefully even down with a hard shoulder block.

[Devastated]

Heather Sunderland stumbled back after Angela drove her fist right up into the purple haired woman's abs, she watched Heather stumble backwards and then come right back at her. If this Sunderland wanted to fight, then Angela was going to show her just what the blonde French woman was capable of.

As Heather came in with that shoulder block, Angela would try and answer in kind, smacking her shoulder right into Heather's shoulder. It would cause Angeal to stumble back a step, but she hoped it took Heather by surprise, which hopefully would allow the blonde to attempt and shoot her leg up and try and hit Heather with a front kick right to her abs, as she looked to double over the purple haired fighter!

[TiefBlau]

Heather grit her teeth hard as she tried to ram right into the girl, wanting to stop this little back and forth that was happening between the two. It might be getting Angela nicely, but it was also getting to Heather more and more, something that she couldn't have to last throughout the match.

She slammed her shoulder into her--but ended up only smashing right into Angela's in that collision. Heather blinked in surprise, stumbling back again from the feeling, partly not even understanding what just happened. Before she could finally regain herself and get her guard up to defend, she felt that kick slam into her abs. Spittle came from her mouth as she doubled over, holding her gut from the pain.

[Devastated]

With Heather doubled over, the blonde would reach forward and wrap her arms around Heather's waist. Having stepped in next to the woman, she'd look to use her greater strength to try and scoop Heather up off of her feet and take a step forward.

The blonde terror, the nightmare herself would attempt to toss Heather down with all her might. Attempting to hit the woman with a brutal gutwrench powerbomb straight down onto the barley padded floor of the mat. Considering now that she had worked over that back of Heather's, all she had to do was keep targeting it until the purple haired one was broken in half!

[TiefBlau]

Heather was feeling how sore her body was from all the punishment she had taken from Angela up to this point. She groaned and whimpered out as those arms locked around her, lifting her up just like that into that gutwrench position. Heather twist and turned in her grasp, trying to escape from the move that was about to be delivered to her, but it was not to be.

She yelled out loudly in pain as her body was slammed hard down onto the floor, the surging pain in her back getting even worse as her body nearly bounced off that barely padded floor. She just lie there on her back, sprawled out as her chest rose and fell dramatically from her heavy breathing, this match currently not going all too well for her.

[Devastated]

Angela would shake smile and look down at the downed Heather after having slammed the purple haired woman down. She'd give her ribs a generously stiff kick, before she'd start to walk away from Heather. Going towards the nearest table and setting it up, making sure the legs of the table were firmly placed as she put the table in it's correct upright position.

The blonde then turned back towards Heather and walked up towards the purple haired woman's head, taking a handful of Heather's long hair and starting to drag the woman on the floor by it, attempting to pull and yank Heather closer and closer towards the table. Once she reached it, the French woman would try and yank Heather up to her feet and slip one arm between Heather's legs, firmly grabbing at Heather's rear as the other arm would move around over Heather's shoulder. Trying to lift Heather upside down into the air, turn around and then scoop slam Heather right down onto the table and attempt to drive the woman right through it.

[TiefBlau]

Heather grunt out loudly as she felt that kick in her ribs, causing her to roll to her side and hold at where the pain was. Her legs squirmed around a bit, given time to at least cope with the pain when Angela went to set up that table.

She shook her head, gritting her teeth as she tried pushing herself to sit up, coughing out just a bit from the pain she was in. Before she could get in any sort of serious motion, she felt that grip on her hair, Heather whining out as she was dragged over towards the table. As she lifted her up though, Heather kicked and struggled, slipping out of her grasp and landing behind her. She attempted to pull her head and yank it backwards, attempting to get her into an inverted facelock before leaping and spinning, trying to slam her with an inverted Twist of Fate.

[Devastated]

Angela had Heather up and soon things would be over for the purple haired woman, yet as she had Heather up in the air, she started to struggle and before Angela knew it the woman had managed to slip right out from her grip. Causing the blonde's eyes to widen, before she had the chance to turn around and attack Heather again....her head was grabbed and she was pulled into that inverted face-lock.

" Rgh..." Angela growled out, before she was brought down onto the mat by Heather performing a Twist of Fate. Turning the match around, and getting quite the pop from the crowd as they truly enjoyed seeing Heather Sunderland wasn't out of this match just yet.