Jessica Wright vs. Yamato Nadeshiko

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Jessica was tired of it. Earlier in the match, she had been kept down long enough that if they had been having a regular match, Jessica would have lost. And even if that wasn't the case, her opponent was the sort of high energy woman that would keep coming and coming until Jessica could no longer take it. Just moments ago, Yamato had used her breasts as leverage to push herself up and make sure that she was standing and Jessica wasn't. And now Jessica was out of the ring, reeling on the concrete floor.

She breated for a second. There was a part of her that told her just to stay down, just to accept the DQ loss. It would be less humiliating than being put down for a ten count. But then she reconsidered. It was her who cut the promo, her who talked all the crap about the country that they were in, her who acted like the queen of the ring wherever she went. If she just lay here, then that would be worse than losing honestly. She didn't know if she would ever be able to show her face around these halls ever again.

She looked up. Yamato was there twirling over the top rope gracefully. It was a beautiful thing really, to be able to move like that. And as Jessica watched Yamato fly off the rope, another beautiful thing occurred to her in the form of a sneaky and underhanded thought. Jessica would continue lying on the concrete floor, except she would pick a different position. Instead of just accepting the flying Japanese woman crashing into her body like a kamikaze pilot, Jessica rolled twice to ensure that the only thing that Yamato hit would be the hard concrete floor. Just like Jessica had moments prior.

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Yamato was going to keep coming. Like a bullet train with no stops, she'd continue to find innovative ways to transfer momentum and throw herself at Jess. The crowd fueled her. They spurred her on. As long as the two were wrestling at Yamato's pace rather than Wright's, the match could be decided. Jessica could be humbled. Nadeisho had her reeling on the outside. The audience's cheers reached a fever pitch as Yamato built up speed to fly! But just as she leaped to attempt a move that could very well leave Jessica down for the ten count, just as she soared over the ropes like a guided missile set on a woman who had this coming to her, Jessica managed to roll away!

The crowd booed as Yamato crashed and burned. Being the aerialist that she was, she brought her hands up to try and minimize the impact, but concrete was concrete. And a fall like this was easily going to create opportunities for The Violent Violet.

"Aggghhhh!" Yamato groaned as her flesh hit the pavement. She rolled onto her back and clutched her chest. That thud was alarming. If only perfection move execution meant perfect accuracy, she thought to herself! She was able to pin the arrogant American before. Yamato knew she could win. But with a setback like this, the odds of her giving Jessica what she had coming strayed ever further from her, much to the dismay of the Japanese crowd!

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Jessica knew how much was on the line with every passing second as Yamato plummeted from the vaunted heights of the ring to the base ground where she now rested like a fallen tree after a great and devastating fire. It was the same thing that she had always put up, herself, in all of her glory, trying herself against the best the world had to offer. And some of that involved calling them out and provoking fights and doing everything that she could to get herself more notoriety.

And that manifested itself now in the form of Yamato flying at her. Or more appropriately, where she had just been. The impact of her opponent slamming into the ground was not as loud as it could have been, as it was only the dull thud of flesh on floor. The sound that followed was much louder, as the crowd let their feelings be known, namely how much they disapproved of the fact that Yamato missed her attack. Jessica was determined to give them a lot more to boo about, as she got up and loomed over her opponent menacingly.

She bent down and grabbed her opponent's head, and then hauled Yamato up alongside her. From there, she would attempt to walk Yamato over to the side of the ring and slam her head against the ringside a few times before throwing her in the ring. Jessica's pace was slow, controlled. Exactly what she wanted it to be. Exactly what she needed it to be.

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Jessica had taken pride in deflating the crowd's hopes. Through pained, squinting eyes, Yamato looked up to see that satisfied mug. It irked her. It was the very same expression, the very same smirk that Nadeshiko was determined to wipe clean off Wright's face. But in her current condition, she could do very little. Her back and her shoulder bore the brunt of the fall. To say that it hurt would have been an understatement. The redness gave it away. It was too early to tell if it was Yamato was bruised up. Needless to say, she wouldn't be fighting back right away. The referee called out to Jessica, admonishing her for grabbing a handful of Yamato's hair to pull her up off the ground. Of course, The Violent Violet didn't care.

"Agh!" Nadeshiko cried out in pain as Jessica bounced her head off the apron a couple times before throwing her under the bottom rope and into the ring.

She'd roll towards the ropes on the other side of the ring. Yamato knew she needed to collect herself. She needed to give the mouthy midwesterner what was coming to her. She needed to shut Jessica's mouth. But she wouldn't be doing that on the canvas. Using the ropes, Yamato would begin to pull herself up. She'd try to face Jessica and get a lay of the land before jumping right back into things. As she did, she held her shoulder.

"You will pay...." Nadeshiko would say ominously as she looked for some type of opening.

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Jessica tore after her opponent. It was going to strain every muscle that she had in her body, but she was going for it. Doing such a thing mere moments after landing outside the ring seemed like an easy way to overexert herself, but the cry for blood within her was not to be silenced or unheeded. The Violent Violet bounced into the ring a moment after, launching herself over the top rope as she did so. When she landed, she saw that Yamato was trying to orient herself, something that Jessica would not allow to come to pass.

She charged forward, not allowing her opponent to pull herself all the way up. She would attempt to grab Yamato while she was still on her knees, which would allow Jessica to grab the back of her head and guide her between her legs. From there, Jessica would clamp down tightly so that she could grab her opponent around her waist, and flip her so that she was upside down.

She wanted to take a step or two back to make sure that she was free of the ropes before she came down with a powerful tombstone piledriver. Jessica put a lot of power into it. It was always fun to use your opponent's body to make the ring shake, she thought.

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Yamato was still disoriented. She tugged on the ropes and fought her way up to her feet. She could hear the loud thumps of Jessica's boots pounding against the canvas as The Violent Violet grew ever closer. She knew Jessica would pounce soon. She was ready to make the veteran move and drop down, allowing Jessica's charge to miss and send her over the top rope. But as she dropped down, Jessica stopped in her tracks. The mouthy American heel laid hands on her and plucked her from the canvas. Jessica even had the in-ring awareness to step away from the ropes, so that Yamato would have one less tool to escape.

"N...no!" Nadeshiko cried out as she was hoisted upside-down into position for the Tombstone. She kicked to try and dislodge herself from Jessica's grasp. But her protests and resistance didn't get her anywhere. Jessica came down and she came down hard, dropping to her knees and driving Yamato into the canvas on the crown of her head! The arena booed collectively as Yamato was laid out before Jess. The ropes of the ring were still vibrating from the impact! Nadeshiko, who had proclaimed herself to embody perfection, had been laid on her back spread eagle with her eyes shut! By capitalizing on the missed dive to the outside, the Violent Violet had taken control!

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Jessica felt Yamato kick her legs while she was still in the tombstone, before she was driven down to the mat. It was always good to know that the other woman had no delusions about what would happen to her, as evinced by how Yamato was struggling against her so desperately. But Jessica came down as inevitably the fall of night after the sun sank below the horizon. While she was still on her knees, she looked out at the crowd that had just booed her, and looked at them in a way that promised Yamato would have night fall over her for good. Jessica made a throat slashing gesture towards them to let them know exactly how she was feeling.

But she had to act on those feelings. She rose once more to lift her opponent up and get her on her feet. The Violent Violet wanted Yamato to know what was going to happen to her, so she made sure that the Japanese was facing her when she went through with her move. Her hand shot forward, aiming at Yamato's neck. Then she was going to make sure that if Yamato wanted to fly all around the ring that she would also have to fly around under Jessica's power, as she lifted her from the ground to send her straight back down to the ground with a powerful choke slam.

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Jessica channeled her anger and her mean streak as she descended. Yamato was laid out onto the canvas, splayed out like she had just been run over by a truck. As she stared up at the stadium lights, she could see Jessica above her. The Violent Violet dragged her thumb across her own throat, signaling the beginning of the end, the sunset on the superstar from the land of the rising sun. Of course, that did nothing to save her already bad reputation. Boos reigned down at Jessica made her attitude known and got up off the canvas. Jessica had momentum and violence on her side. She was in her element. And she showed that when she seized The Perfect Woman by the throat!

"Y-Ya!" Nadeshiko cried out. Her cries stifled by the stiff, gruff hand gripping her windpipe. She'd throw a couple of right hands to break Jessica's hold on her! She could feel the Chokeslam coming! She wanted to stop it! She fought to do just that! But Jessica proved to be too oppressive. Despite Yamato's strikes, Wright powered through, lifting Nadeshiko high into the air before bouncing her off the canvas back-first with a massive Chokeslam!

Yamato coughed and sputtered on the ground, holding her throat with both hands before turning over and kicking her boots against the mat! She was in a bad spot. She wanted so badly to turn the tables and give Jessica what she had coming to her! But the longer The Violent Violet stayed in control, the more Yamato's odds dwindled!

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Jessica stood tall once she had completed her move, looking down with contempt at her beautiful opponent. The sight of it sent an intense feeling of pride through her, as Yamato was now clutching at her throat. It felt so powerful to throw another woman down using their own throat as the point of attack, and Jessica channeled the raw energy coursing through her to advance forward, slowly, menacingly, as she considered her next move. It would have to be something spectacular.

"I'm not done with you yet," Jessica snarled. To make good on her threat, she bent down and grabbed Yamato's hair. She attempted to lift her opponent from the mat, sending a quick punch to Yamato's stomach to make sure that her opponent stayed compliant. From there, she would tuck Yamato's head under her arm and grab the Japanese woman's hip.

The move was called a Fujita Five, her delayed vertical suplex. It was funny that it came from a Japanese man's name. To her, it felt like she was using Yamato's own nationality against her. But that irony would be washed away in the raw pain of the move. But before she came crashing down, she would hold Yamato aloft for several seconds, just so she would know exactly how much pain she was about to be in. And when she slammed her opponent, she put all of her power into the move.

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Yamato laid there hurting. Any efforts at trash-talking or replying, in general, were robbed from her by the sheer pain she felt in her throat. It angered her to see Jessica standing tall. She could sense The Violent Violet power tripping. Letting this get to her head. The violence and the disrespect wouldn't stop. Jessica needed to be thought a lesson. And as long as Nadeshiko could draw breath, she'd be throwing this lesson plan at her. She'd be showing her that the joshi scene and Japanese wrestlers we're not to be taken lightly! Or so, she wanted to.

"Gah!" Yamato groaned as Jessica pulled her up off the canvas and nailed her with a jab to the stomach to pacify The Perfect Woman. The blow forced Yamato to remain doubled over. It kept her in line. It angered her and it kept her in check long enough for Jess to secure a Front Facelock and she clawed at Nadeshiko's hip! Wright began lifting Yamato for a Delayed Vertical Suplex! Jessica showed off her power over Yamato and her command of the match by stalling Yamato in the air, upside-down. She let the blood rush to Yamato's head. And she continued to swing the tempo of the match in her favor! Savvy fans in attendance knew that Wright dubbed this little display "The Fujita Five". A name that seemed to only push the abrasive anti-Japan and anti-Japanese wrestling that got her heat with the crowd and got her into this match, to begin with.

Forced to remain hapless and airborne, Nadeshiko grit her teeth. When Jessica began to throw her backwards, her pride in her fans and her country didn't let her wait idly to get slammed into oblivion! No, Yamato would lean back and land on her feet, falling before Jessica could fall back fully! The two would be back to back! And with her arm still secured around Jessica's head for the Suplex, Yamato would drop down abruptly in an attempt to hit a Neckbreaker to stun Jessica and try to will herself back j to this!

"Eat this, gaijin!" Yamato would roar as she tried desperately to hang in there and fight back!