Diana A. Vs. Delta H. - A Most Intense Affair

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Diana pushed to her feet in no time at all following the collision. Her bare feet had come down hard right upon Delta's cheeks, knocking the head of her opponent right against the lower pad. The sound of Delta's yelp not to mention the bottom ropes twinging back and forth like crazy told Diana of her success, before she even laid eyes upon her struggling foe.

Though naturally, Diana felt more was needed if she was going to put this gal down. She may have been punishing Delta for a good stretch now without interruptions, but the fact that her foe still had life enough to shake and scream told her she might run into issues when attempting the pinfall.

Reaching to grab at her foes shoulders, with the cry of the referee for a ropebreak unheeded, Diana sought to get Delta up and away from those ropes before said cry ever reached two.

Her left arm would still be hugging Delta's right shoulder as her right arm scooped low, picking at the left leg of Delta to hoist it up against her hip. Before with another heave, Diana sought to pull up and back. Pulling Delta up and off that one leg as she did, to throw her halfway across the ring in a T-bone suplex!

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Barely conscious after the thunderous collision with her skull, Delta offered no resistance as Diana hoisted her up out of the corner and away from any illusion of safety the ropes might have provided. She stumbled on unsteady legs before Diana enacted the next part of her plan. One arm looped over her shoulder, the other scooped Delta's left leg up off the canvas and holding it tight. Then, in a sudden, heaving motion, Delta found herself launched head over heels and sent flying across the ring, smashing to the canvas several feet away with a yowl of pain.

"Unnhhh..." Delta blurted weakly as her battered body sagged to the canvas after the impact. The rookie wrestler sprawled out flat on her back with her limbs splayed in all directions as she lay helpless, chest rising and falling gently to regain what little breath she could get. Diana's offense had proved far too much for the inexperienced pinkette to handle and now she lay down and out, just a few seconds from being consigned to her first defeat in LAW...

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Hoisting tight, Diana wasn't leaving it up to chance that Delta would slip out of her clutches as the suplex heaved her up and over. There was every chance Delta could have struck or kicked at her to ensure such a thing would never happen, but what could Diana do in any circumstance against such a sudden and lively response?

Needless to say, Diaan found success as she threw Delta damn near to the other side of the ring. Falling to her own back as per standard with the T-bone suplex, Diana was sure to tilt her head as to look at Delta even as she herself lay flat. There was no harm in confirming a successful impact after all!

"Alright..." The Italian muttered to herself, with a brief thought put towards kipping up as to immediately get back to her feet and push at Delta for the finish. Instead, she opted for a slow and controlled rise, as not to waste energy. Especially for what came next.

That being, the aforementioned finish! Or at least, an attempt!

Reaching for Delta's long locks, the warning from the referee would go unheeded and unneeded given the Italian only used that nasty hair pull to get Delta somewhat facing towards her. From there, she'd look to reach down and near scoop up the lithe bodied beauty like a toddler, prior to simply letting go and stepping back. If not before tugging at her foe.

For Diana wanted Delta stumbling towards her, even just a little. If only for the Italian to reach down, and grasp at her foes shoulder and thigh alike. To hoist her high like a trophy!

Roaring at the effort of delivering a gorilla press so late into a strenuous match, Diana wasted no time in showboating. With a pivot of her hips, she'd look to have her front facing the centre of the ring, before all at once her arms gave way.

On purpose!

For Diana looked to have Delta rotating a little more so before Diana's arms gave in, to bring down Delta with her legs falling into the open space. Where as her torso? That would be falling against something much more sharp.

Namely, Diana's shoulder! With the Italian kicking off her feet to spear Delta in mid air and pull at her thighs alike, bringing her down to earth in a collision that was equal parts spear, equal parts spinebuster. A move she had dubbed her Italian Lance!

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Delta was in dire straights, the power of her opponent proving to be more than she could handle over the course of this match. She tried to regain her breath, hoping she might have time to struggle to the ropes to gain some kind of respite, but she never got the chance. Strong hands grabbed her thick locks and hauled her to her feet, giving her a slight tug that made the reeling pinkette stumble towards Diana. Her opponent's arms snapped out and before Delta could make any kind of move to counter she found herself hoisted skywards into a gorilla press, getting a full view of the cheering fans and the blazing arena lights. Her eyes went wide with panic, but she wasn't going to get time to thwart Diana's plan.

It all happened so fast Delta could barely process it. One minute she was being held aloft by the impressive strength of the Italian, the next her body was spinning and falling.

A sudden, spearing impact smashed into her stomach, folding her soft abs with ease and hammering all the air out of Delta's lungs. In that same instant strong arms gripped her legs, tipping her backwards with savage force and energy. Her arms flailed for an aimless second before her breathless form was driven into the canvas with thunderous force.

"AUGUHHHH!" she blurted as her already aching frame was smashed to earth, pain detonating up her spine. Her body tensed and arched for a moment against the pain before deflating. She sagged limply to the canvas, mouth lolling open and limbs splayed out beneath Diana, nearly knocked unconscious by the power of the Italian's finisher...

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The move hurt like hell for Diana to perform - both the strain on her biceps in lifting Delta after such a strenuous match, and the collision with her shoulder. A spear hurt by default on the one performing it, so it was needless to say it hurt and then some when it was performed on an elevated, falling opponent.

Though the success of Diana's motion could not be argued. Whilst she herself did not keep track, it was rare indeed that an opponent endured her gorilla press spear, at least enough to be a viable threat yet still. Though it was not so much as a kill-switch in itself, as one often performed by Diana at the perfect time. Today it seemed, would be no different.

Head and shoulders near bouncing back up, Diana didn't opt for a controlled fall atop of Delta to hug her leg and raise it high. Nay, Diana simply let her frame fall as gravity wanted to - with the firm top half of Diana hitting Delta's own in a rough manner. From there it would be a simple case of Diana extending her arms to either shoulders, forcing them down with what strength she had left.

All the whilst the referee swung in, to go about what could have been the count towards Delta's defeat.

"ONE...TWO..!"

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The finishing move from Diana wiped out what resistance Delta might have been able to muster. Laid out in a limp heap below the Italian, she was helpless to prevent the cover as Diana's bust slammed into hers. Her foe remained there, hands moving to press Delta's unresisting shoulders down to the canvas. She couldn't fight it, not now, and could only listen as the count began...

"ONE!"

"TWO!"

"THREE!"

A groan of dismay was all the poleaxed Delta could manage when the ref's hand thumped the mat for third and final time, consigning her to defeat. She'd done her best, but the Italian powerhouse had eventually overwhelmed her. Still aching all over, Delta let her head loll to one side against her shoulder, keeping her eyes closed against the arena lights and the cheers of the fans, having to lie there and endure it until Diana chose to remove her wait from the defeated pinkette.

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Diana as ever was quick to push herself off of those she had beaten, as not to further deprive a woman that had just suffered defeat. Resting on her front now against the canvas, Diana turned her head to the referee to ensure that the pin fall was indeed counted all the way through, to signify that she had indeed won.

Smile growing with a little fist pump given to herself, Diana was slow to rise as she pushed to one knee at a time. Never the sort to gloat, Diana only celebrated as much as she felt she was entitled to. With her arm being reached for by the referee, Diana gladly accepted the invitation to raise it high, with her eyes now to the audience. Doing so for but a moment, Diana didn't turn to share words with Delta nor offer a hand up or otherwise, though not through lack of respect. She felt it patronising herself when those whom had beaten her offered her a hand to rise, even if it was simply a show of good sportsmanship. In defeat, Diana couldn't wait to get as far away as she could from those she had lost to. She imagined those she had beaten felt the same.

With nothing more than a nod shared in the general direction of Delta, Diana slid her figure through the ropes before landing on the outside. Arms raised as she paced up the ramp, Diana naturally had intent to hit the showers before heading home. It was a solid match, and one the Italian would be sure to remember. And even more grateful to come out on top of.

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The third fall landed, consigning Delta to a chastening defeat in her debut encounter. She'd fought hard, but in the end Diana's strength and skill had proved to be too much for the bright eyed rookie. She let out a weak groan as Diana pushed up off of her with the cheers of the fans raining down on the Italian.

Delta opened her eyes, only able to watch blearily as Diana's arm was raised by the referee to confirm the result of the match. Fortunately for the pinkette, however, it appeared Diana was not the sort to hang around and gloat. After a curt nod in Delta's direction the Italian powerhouse left the ring, leaving Delta to wallow in her defeat.

Puffing out her cheeks in a sigh, she struggled onto all fours, then eventually back to her feet. Waving away the referee, she made her way unsteadily out of the ring. Although the match had been a reality check for Delta, she was not disheartened. Facing a skilled opponent like Diana in her first match in LAW gave her something to work towards, and work she would!

WINNER: DIANA ACCERA VIA PINFALL