Black Diamond vs. The SoCal Connection

[Dubski]

Deanna had burst straight towards Kayla, rushing forward and then stretched her arm back, preparing to fire it right at her newly tagged in opponent. She was frantic, and sloppy, and moreso than that, she was predictable. And so when she went to strike, she was caught with a roundhouse kick, leveling Deanna and sending her straight to the mat! She hit her back hard and groaned, holding her head and kicking her feet!

"Deanna, tag me back in," said Cheyenne Black Rock, extending her hand as she stared at her partner, urging her forward to her.

Deanna heard Cheyenne call out her her and then went wide-eyed, glancing back at Kayla before trying to scramble over in a mad dash towards Cheyenne, hoping that Kayla wouldn't stop her before she got there! "Yeah, yeah. Okay! Onboard with that idea!" she shouted as she tried her best to get the tag!

[CaptainL]

Deanna was still coming off the rush of what she thought was a victory, something that made her all the more vulnerable to Kayla. She wasn't quite prepared to get back into the competitive mindset - and because of that, Kayla saw her attack coming. Kayla swerved to the side, sweeping her kick into the white-haired girl's chest and taking her down!

Letting out a breath, the Californian took a step closer to close in on her opponent. She raised her fists into a stance - and it was just then that she heard Cheyenne call out from across the ring. If Kayla had to face the heavyweight again, she would be at a disadvantage. Against Deanna, she stood better odds of keeping her foe under control. She knew one thing for sure - she couldn't let Deanna get away!

"Oh no you don't!" Just as Deanna turned to rush for her partner, Kayla came running after her. She reached down for her leg, hoping to grab it and pull back enough to twist at her joint with an ankle lock! Deanna was quick, but Kayla hoped she could act fast enough!

[Dubski]

As Deanna made a mad scramble, she had gotten close to Cheyenne to tag her, only to be pulled back by her leg as she scraped and clawed on the mat helplessly! "Oh, no, no. Wait!" said the motor-mouth briefly before her body jerked at the sudden ankle lock and she shrieked out loud, gripping her hair with her eyes wide! "Damnit damnit damnit!" yelled Duncan, reaching back and contorting her body around as best she could, hoping to escape somehow.

Soon, Deanna Duncan was pawing around the mat, trying to find where she was in the ring exactly. She could only see one way out at this point! Kayla had the leverage and kept it on tight, so the platinum-haired girl had faced the ropes, trying with her might to crawl over, but it was painstaking as her face grew more and more red with the pressure of the hold on her. She whined and groaned, reaching a hand out towards the rope, hopping on one hand to try and propel herself there until finally she was able to spring the distance she needed to grab the bottom rope with a hand and yelled out, "Let go! Let goooooo!" Her teeth were gritting as she clenched her eyes tight, waiting for the release of the hold!

[CaptainL]

It wasn't surprising to anyone that Deanna would be less than pleased about having her escape thwarted with an ankle lock, and even less of a surprise that she would make her feelings known. Kayla, however, just tensed her stance, clenching her teeth and tightening her fingers around the white-haired girl's ankle to hold her in place. Deanna's incessant commentary had grown quite irksome to her, and now, all she could think of was how it was time she got back at her for all her taunts while the Californian was at the mercy of Cheyenne. She put all that anger and frustration into her grip, as she pulled back harder to torque at Deanna's ankle while she arched her back further to apply pressure!

"You're not getting away this time!" Kayla shouted, her voice rising along with the excitement and adrenaline in her body. She sucked in a breath, determined to hold onto Deanna as long as she took, even as her opponent fought against the hold. She growled through her teeth, tugging and twisting with each inch Deanna managed to drag herself. Eventually, though, Kayla couldn't keep her back any longer. Deanna reached the bottom rope, forcing the call of a rope break.

Kayla huffed, but obliged, seeing that Deanna's escape was fully valid within the rules of grappling. But that didn't mean she'd need to go easy on her. As soon as Deanna had gotten back up, Kayla would close in on her again, aiming to duck under her arm and grab her from behind. It that worked, she would throw herself backward, looking to hurl Deanna back into the center of the ring with a belly-to-back suplex!

[Dubski]

Deanna Duncan was kicking her free leg as she held onto the bottom rope, hoping the referee would hurry up already and break the ankle lock already! With a sigh of relief, the Diamond would jerk her held leg forward away from Kayla the moment it was released, pulling a hand to hold it close to her.

"Deanna, watch--" started Cheyenne from the corner, watching as Kayla would then yank up her platinum-haired partner.

"Wait!" cried out Duncan in protest, trying to grab hold of the ropes as she was yanked upright, managing to barely get her fingers on the top rope before being pulled away! And then, in a moment she was up in the air, and then straight down! Landing on the back of her head and her back, Deanna hissed out, arching her back as she rolled to her side, squeaking out a whimper. "Yikies...." she murmured, the pain continuing for Duncan, as it seemed, at least for now.

[CaptainL]

Deanna had gotten to the ropes, and in doing so she had escaped from Kayla's hold. The Californian let out a huff, grumbling under her breath in frustration at how she had slipped through her fingers. But this would only be a minor setback. It wasn't Deanna who Kayla was worried about, and everyone knew that. The real problem was with Cheyenne. If Deanna could get her tagged in, then Kayla would be in trouble. That was the plan Black Diamond was operating under - and as a result, their opponents were even more motivated to stand in their way.

Fortunately, Kayla had managed to intercept the white-haired girl in time, hurling her backward over her shoulder and into the mat. Not only had the landing left Deanna shaken, it would also put her into the center of the ring, far from her partner's aid. And it would also leave her with no means of escape, should Kayla try to lock in another hold on her - which, in fact, was exactly what she would do next. This match had tested both her endurance and her patience, and she was ready to put her foe down once and for all!

"Time to finish this!" Kayla called out. She would grab Deanna by the legs, going to roll her over onto her stomach before she crossed one leg over the other. She then stepped in between her legs, where she lifted her chin and looked up at the ceiling while taking a moment to stretch her arms and ready herself. Those versed in wrestling holds could tell she was setting up a Muta lock!

Spoiler

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[Dubski]

"Hey, hey, hey!" yelled out Duncan, trying to scramble and wriggle her way out of the Muta Lock, body writhing as she attempted to avoid it, gulping loudly. She flopped like a worm, making it intensely difficult for Kayla to lock in her chin as she inched towards her corner, throwing her hand out for a tag repeatedly, but still being too far. Until finally, Kayla had managed to get Deanna in a moment she was still and grabbed hold of her, tugging her neck back.

With a loud whine of pain, the platinum-haired wrestler began to grab for her neck trying to pry the fingers from her chin. It was a way to shut her up, at least for now. But she was so close now--so painstakingly close to the corner. She whimpered pulling herself on the mat, waving her hand for a tag wildly to Cheyenne, tugging herself forward another inch and trying again--so close!

And then, she heard the booming voice of her partner shout out, "Deanna! PUSH THROUGH!" Deanna's body was wracked in agony through the hold until finally she let out a scream and then threw her body forward, connecting her hand with Cheyenne Black Rock's. And then imposing Native American stepped through the ropes and waisted no time in trying to deliver a giant stomp onto Kayla's stomach, looking like a target from being extended as she held in the Muta Lock.

[CaptainL]

Clenching her teeth, Kayla bent back further, twisting her body into an arc as she held fast to Deanna's chin. She pulled back with all her might, her legs wrapped tightly around her opponent's to hold herself in place, even as the silver-haired girl struggled beneath her. After how much Kayla had put her body through in this match, the strain was starting to build, and her joints creaked and shuddered the further she bent herself backward. But Kayla couldn't stop now. Not when she was this close!

Squeezing her eyes shut, Kayla tried to block out the world around her so that she could focus all her attention on the hold she had Deanna in. Her teeth grit and her brow furrowed and beaded with sweat. But there was one thing that broke through her focus - one sound that shattered the world around her and threw her back into reality. And that was the voice of Cheyenne Black Rock!

Kayla thought she had her opponent under control. She thought she had this match won - but as it turned out, Cheyenne's encouragement was all Deanna needed to break through, shoving herself a little closer to the ropes! "What..!?" Kayla let out a gasp, looking up at the sound of Cheyenne's call. Moments later she felt Deanna's body lurch forward beneath her, just into range of tagging her partner in. Cheyenne's looming shadow fall over Kayla, and the color drained from her face. She had been caught completely off-guard - and now, as Cheyenne stepped over the ropes, Kayla was frozen in place, unable to defend herself!

The next thing she knew, Cheyenne brought her foot down hard onto her stomach, causing a loud thwack of soles hitting skin to ring out through the arena. Kayla sputtered and coughed, her grip on Deanna giving way as she dropped down to rest at her opponent's side, groaning and clutching at her gut. The blow had been so hard it had knocked the wind out of her. It seemed like things weren't over yet for Black Diamond!

[Dubski]

The worst case scenario for SoCal Connection happened, and the heavy of Black Diamond, The Chieftess, had come out and already made her impact with a big stomp onto Kayla's stomach. Black Rock looked down at Kayla with a deathly serious glare, then looked over at Deanna as she gingerly rolled over onto the apron in pain.

Grimacing, Duncan offered her partner a thumbs up. "You got this, Chey...!" She said before holding a hand to her back, groaning.

Cheyenne gave Deanna a nod of her own and then looked down at Kayla, speaking in a stoic but rather menacing tone. "Rest. I will break them now," said the Native American. The powerful Chieftess would then grab hold of Kayla and then lift her up to her feet in one go. "You hurt my partner rather badly," said Cheyenne, staring dead into Kayla's eyes. "Imagine what I can do to you." She let her words settle for a moment before she followed through on her threat.

Black Rock would then give a powerful Irish Whip to Kayla, aiming to shoot her across the ring. Cheyenne would then proceed to step forward to meet the smaller girl, aiming to pop her up and nail a massive headbutt to her chest she calls Stone Head, hoping to devastate and further wind her opponent with a powerful attack!

[CaptainL]

The heavy blow that Kayla had taken straight to the stomach was already enough to leave her winded, as she flopped onto her back gagging and sputtering with her limbs splayed out around her. But the worst for her was perhaps yet to come. With her head still spinning from the impact, Kayla hardly knew what was happening to her - but Cheyenne was able to latch onto her head and yank her to her feet in a single move, wowing the crowd with her strength!

What made the fans gasp and cheer, however, was the same sight that would make Kayla's blood run cold as a sinking feeling hit the pit of her stomach. She looked up with wide eyes as the heavyweight addressed her with a threatening tone, and she could only let her mind wander as to what fate might await her. Her body sore as she breathed in shallow gasps, Kayla could hardly find the strength in her to get out of the way, or ready her defense. She just had to wait to take the impact head-on.

And sure enough, Cheyenne was quick to fling her clean across the ring, sending her running with an Irish Whip! Before Kayla knew it, her legs were pumping at the air beneath her, carrying her straight toward the ropes, where she bounced off of them and came back toward her opponent. And when she did, it was straight into the path of Cheyenne's headbutt! With such a forceful move being delivered by a woman of her size and strength, Kayla had no hope of resisting. She threw her head back with a scream as she was thrown off her feet, going skidding back a few feet to rest on the mat panting for air. Her chest was still aching from the blow, and a shudder ran through her body.