A Brewing Storm: Alizeh Midori vs Gold Liger II

[Bare]

Alizeh groaned and thrashed about on the mat in the painful grip Liger had locked on her, her legs especially were screaming in pain. Aghhhhh ughhhhh! No way!” She shouted both to Loger and to the ref already dropping to see if Alizeh wanted to quit but she was resolute in staying in this.

Despite the kicks she was now receiving to her leg Alizeh was gritting her teeth, forcing herself to control herself as she finally thought of a plan. Gritting her teeth Alizeh began shifting side to side, doing her best to ignore the pain filling her system Alizeh tried to build enough momemtnum to suddenly turn the two over onto their stomachs!

If this worked Alizeh would use the oppurtunity to pull her leg free whilst grabbed Liger’s limbs and wrapping them around her own to flip the tables on the girl. But Alizeh wouldn’t be done. She would arch her back, reaching behind her to grab Liger by the chin beofre yankkng upwards brutally for a inverted indian deathlock! “What was that?! Huh?!” Alizeh would scream out to Liger if she was succesful in reversing the submission and locking Liger in.

[The Riders]

This was it her big moment being able to defeat someone like Alizeh by any means, even if she had to cheat to win so be it. Hearing her former friend screaming out due to the added kicks while still twisting her ankle as hard as she could.

No matter how hard she tried Liger was not able to get her opponent to submit, before she could pan something else to do she and Alizeh were rolled over, on her stomach she tries to wiggle and quickly try to reach for anything to help her. But she is stuck in the middle of the ring as her opponent places her in the death lock submission hold, her chin being yanked up to add more pain.

Her back and leg's are screaming out in pain as Liger bites her lip trying to endure the pain... "...Nooooo..." starting to twitch and sag slowly in the hold.

[Bare]

Alizeh had no idea what had come over Liger but she didn’t care, with how she was acting, with what was on the like, after what Liger had tried to do.... She wasn’t letting her off easy. The girl had wanted a fight, she took things personal and attacked without mercy. So Alizeh was sure to return the favor. Having successfully reversed the hold Alizeh would begin wrenching back with no mercy at all on Liger’s chin for the dreaded indian deathlock. “Tap out! Tap,
tap, tap!” Alizeh screamed at the red as she arched her back, giving herself as much room as possible to pull Liger’s head up to its upper most limits to force the girl to either tap or nap!

[The Riders]

Liger can't go on anymore in the match, to beat up and nothing left in the tank for her as the roes are to far for her to reach. But not wanting to give Alizeh the chance to gloat of making her tap like their first match, Liger passes out from the deathlock hold. Her arms fall limp to the canvas as her eyes close from the pain.

The ref comes over seeing Liger passed out quickly calls for the bell to be rung, even yanking on Alizeh arm to get the woman to break or let go of the submission hold. Pulling out smelling salts to bring the woman and snap her awake checking for any injuries and what not.

[Bare]

”Haghhhhhh!!!” Alizeh roared out in a warriors below, her adrenaline firing on all cylinders and pushing her to yank harder on Liger’s neck. Pulling the submission hold for every single ounce of effectiveness Alizeh could get from it. However soon Alizeh found the ref’s hands pulling on her arms, attempting to pull her away, followed by the bell ringing. Letting her arms fall away Alizeh rolled off Liver to the ropes, using them to pull herself up with a pant, still favoring her good leg as she looked to see if Liger would wake up.

[The Riders]

Liger is awaken by smelling salts that the ref has on hand, the ref checking the girl making sure she is alright before going over to raise Alizeh arm up in victory. She can't believe it she had the match in the palm of her hands, and somehow she was able to snatch defeat from the jaw's of victory as she slaps the mat in anger over the outcome. "Damn it...." glaring at Alizeh with a look that has not been seen on her face since she joined the company, a look filled with anger and hatred. Getting to her knees before using the ropes to pull herself up to her feet. "How the leg?...Next time I make sure to snap it.."

[Bare]

As Alizeh had her hand raised in victory she couldn’t help but feel it was rather hollow as her eyes turned to the just awakened Liger who was leaning on the ropes. Sighing from the girl’s words Alizeh pull her hand down from the ref and looked down at the girl from both her literal and metaphorical high ground. ”The hell has been up with you?” Alizhe asked in a blunt tone as she stared into Liger’s eyes. “I understand being frustrated. I understand wanting to win. But you took things way too far first, and now you’re talking about deliberately injuring me?” Alizeh asked in a incredulous tone after pointing out that she got where Liger was coming from, in the midst of her little speech a microphone had been handed to her courtesy of the ref, allowing the whole crowd to hear her words. “I’ll ask again. What the fuck is wrong with you?” alizeh asked with a steely expression and tone behind her cutting words.

[The Riders]

Looking up at her former friend again beaten by Alizeh once again by a submission hold like the first match. Hearing the blunt tone in the woman voice and wanting to know what is going with her, even the fans want to know what is happening to the cute baby face who joined LAW to live up to her mother name. Now everyone is starting to see the sadistic streak of her mother in the young woman, some even thinking that their seeing the making of a younger more violent Widow in Liger eyes. "What does it matter to you then huh?" replying back in a tone that just as blunt and just as rude. Sliding out of the ring not answering her former friend question, walking backwards her eyes not leaving Alizeh own as she makes her way up the ramp leaving more questions then answers.

[Bare]

Alizeh waited patiently for a answer to her question from Liger, the greenette desperately wanting to know what was going on with her once friend. But it appeared that the red head wasn’t in a talking mood as she slid out of the ring. ”It matters to me.” Alizeh said, almost to herself as Liger headed up the entrance ramp, their eyes never leaving eachother till Liger disappeared behind the curtain. Panting softly Alizeh watched her leave before shaking her head and holding her arm in the air, basking in the cheers of the crowd, even if the victory felt hollow.

Winner by knockout- Alizeh Midori