Rena vs Devin

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Devin hadn't fought in many matches in the LAW despite having joined up a while back, in fact the only reason she had one scheduled for tonight was because she took up the issue with management, and proceeded to strongly insist that they give her more exposure. The huntress had half expected her actions to have the opposite of the desired effect, but luckily it seemed she had gained some favour with a few of the backstage officials with her spirit, or at least that seemed to be the case as she ended up being booked for a match in record time.

The huntress didn't know much about her opponent, other than the fact that since she didn't recognise their name they likely hadn't appeared too often on the show. After all Devin tended to sometimes watch other matches as she worked out, testing her stamina by trying to last till the end and picking up on useful tricks and creative holds that she could adapt for herself, plus she liked to poke fun at the losers who didn't bother preparing properly for such tense combat and ended up getting crushed by those far stronger, faster, more skillful or even all three. Devin had been waiting backstage for a while, warming herself up with some stretches and then doing a few push ups to get her blood pumping, since the huntress knew she would work more efficiently if she got herself truly ready to perform.

Waiting backstage Devin would be wearing her typical blue tights and a similarly coloured sports bra, along with some trendy trainers, and of course she had split her somewhat lengthy hair into two ponytails to hopefully alleviate any issues her black locks would potentially cause. The raven haired wrestler didn't have the intention to show a lot of skin, but moreso she tended to get sweaty and her body heated up to an extreme amount as a match continued on, and whatever she would wear usually stuck to her skin and caused a less than pleasant sensation.

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Before long Devin's theme would blare through-out the arena and not a second later would the huntress push her way through the curtains with a severe lack of urgency, slowly taking her place atop the ramp and outstretching her arm upwards for one last warm up. Then the raven haired fitness freak quickly paced herself down the ramp, before reaching the ring and sliding under the bottom rope, completely ignoring the fans as she seemed eager to fight.

The huntress occupying the closest corner and leaning her peak physique against the turnbuckle as stood with her back supported by and pressing against the corner pads behind. Devin's expression being almost neutral with just a slight hint of frustration in her eyes as she waited for her opponent to appear, the gym freak knowing that first contact with a new opponent was always an issue, and was far less satisfying no matter the result when compared to the action that without fail immediately proceeds the awkward and pointless greeting.

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Rena was still new(ish) to the ring setting that LAW had to offer. With only two other fights under her belt, she proved to be an energetic and feisty entertainer in the wrestling league. A pretty reliable fan favorite to boot aswell. So when they came to her asking if she was interested in taking on Devin 'the huntress'.

It sounded like something they organized on a short notice by her opponents request. Not that Rena minded, she could use more exposure and experience in this ring.

Rena was dress in her black battle bikini. Her raven black hair, was tied up into one flowing pony tail at the back of her head. Unlike Devin, Rena didn't mind showing off skin at all. She saw it as a benefit that she didn't care if one piece or two of clothing fell off during a fight. It never seemed to hamper her ability to fight.


From her locker room area, she could hear Devins theme playing to the crowd and she knew it was closing in on show time. Just missing Devin as she was taking her sweet time making her way down into the ring. But when it was Rena's turn to shine. Her music blared from the speakers, and she came out smiling and waving to the wrestling fan. But unlike Devin. Rena had the urgency to get things started and paced her way towards the ring. Climbing up, and leaping over the ropes. The pale skinned girl winked a side glance toward Davin before taking the other side of the ring.

The Raven haired ladies stared down on another while waiting for the sound of the bell.

*DING DING*

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Devin would watch as her opponent made her way to the ring, observing the woman's actions as she walked down to the ring with a look of distaste plastered on her face. The huntress already disregarding her opponent slightly as she waved and smiled to the common fans, Devin had always wondered why people had bothered with such showmanship when it didn't change the result of the match or even the pay check. After all kicking was was a much better alternative to smiling at the crowd.

Rena didn't waste too much time though, as she speedily made her way to the ring before climbing atop the apron and leaping over the ropes to enter the ring. The larger midweight winking at Devin and got an unrelenting glare returned her way as the pair stared each other down.

Then the bell would ring and Devin sprung out of her corner on nimble feet, quickly inching towards the middle of the ring as she watched her opponent closely and waited for her to join the huntress. Devin holding her arms up to signify a test of strength, although she had fairly heinous plans for what was to follow if she got her way.

Rather than try to push her opponent backwards or transitioning into a hold the raven haired bitch would try to position one of her legs behind her foe's own leg and then try to push her backwards slightly but moreso downwards. The huntress attempting to force her opponent to stretch backwards towards the mat and hold her hands pinned to the canvas in a forced crab walk esque position with her back arched towards the mat with her hips moreso pointing towards the ceiling , then Suddenly Devin would attempt to slide her leg out from behind her opponent's own and instead drive it down into her gut.

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Rena just grinned towards Devin all the more, when she saw the glare return from Devin face pouty face. This one was going to be fun to tease if she could think of funny quips. When the bell tolled and the fight started. Rena was all too eager to met Devin in the center and test their might. Her face still looked all too bitter like she resented this fight.

The pale skinned girl was like wise nimble on her feet like a cat. Maybe not to the level of Devins footing, but Rena was sure she could make the girl run for her money.

Locking hands. Rena felt an upset in the balance as Devin had something else in mind. Pulled over the other way, infact all the way. Rena was almost helpless as she felt the wicked kick from Devin dig into her guts. Spit spat up from Rena's mouth, and spattered on Devins chest and face, and trickled back down to her's.

Without waiting to see Devins next trick. Rena bucked herself up and flipped them over. Showing her own leg power as the pair of them landed back down, with Rena now ontop. Smashing her head into Devin's grumpy ass face, was more from desperation then a skilled hit. But it did the job as she felt the other girl reel back from the pain and loosen her grip between their fingers.

Rena moved to force the other girl up. Her arms wrapping around under her breasts and squeezing with a hug. As if Rena wanted to turn that angry face into a painful expression.

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Devin's satisfaction from driving her foot into the gut of her opponent was extremely short lived as Rena's spittle sprayed her slightly, generating some extra anger in the temperamental wrestler's head. Meanwhile the taller wrestler buckled her knees and pushed up with admirable strength, which the huntress' smaller frame naturally couldn't counter.

After the raven gym freak's back was forced against the mat her opponent took up a course of action which was certainly cleverer than that which the lighter woman took when the positions were flipped. Rena ensured that the Huntress couldn't get up before driving her head down into Devil's face, earning a fleeting cry and causing strings of curses to flow excessively through the huntress' mind.

" Ugghh you fucking whore..." Devin groaned out before she was lifted by her opponent and squished just under the breast and lower back In her foe's grasp. Rena tightly coiling her arms around the tempermental midweight's mid-upper body.

Despite the crushing and burning sensations ringing through her torso Devin would try to continue bringing the fight to her foe. As if fuelled by the pain the huntress would lift one of her arms high before trying to bring her elbow down on her foe's shoulder, before lifting it again and trying to repeat the process once more for good measure.

All the while Devil's twisted expression displayed both that she was in extreme pain, and that if she catched her foe then she would be the one in pain. Fury and agony blended together in the athlete's expressive face.

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Rena refused to let this angry bitch out of her hold. She pressed her arms as much as she could, while remaining standing and mostly in control. All of that wasn't easy to pull off when someone didn't want it to happen. Devin kicked and squirmed for all it was worth, and Rena found it harder and harder to maintain this.

But as if she had a back up plan. Rena put the other girl down and tried to give Devin a Suplex, and smash the girl on her head and shoulders.

A little knocking around wouldn't hurt. But Devin smashed her elbow into her shoulder again and again. Forcing Rena to make due with a half ass drop, then keep this up. The both of them caused teh floor to rumble as the suplex hit them.

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Devin"s brutal elbow strikes unfortunately weren't enough to persuade Rena to outright release her, even though every elbow strike would be more rage fuelled than the last as the Huntress grew irritated in her current position.

While the Huntress would have been happy to reign down elbow drops indefinitely it seemed that the taller woman would opt for something other than trying to match the damage output if Devin's wild struggle with her squeezing. Rena didn't exactly have the best conditions to set up her move, yet impressively she managed to make the most out of her situation by tightly grasping the smaller woman's body before lifting and slamming her into the ground in something which was somewhere between a pumphandle slam and back suplex.

Despite the sloppiness and by extension limited strength of the slam, landing on one's neck was never an enjoyable bump to take. This fact was perfectly illustrated by a fleeting cry escaping the Huntress' lips as she landed on her neck and shoulders before her back met the canvas courtesy of gravity.

Devin was so groggy as she slowly rolled into her stomach that she wouldn't be able to pull from her infinite pull of rage, the Huntress was fairly good at storming through strikes and submissions alike, but the occasional suplex or drop would still leave her needing recovery for a moment.

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It was a coin toss if it was really worth it for Rena to go through with this suplex, or simply to let Devin go and try for something else. But it was too late to change now as she suffered her own suplex a little.

Groaning to sit up, she lucked out and saw Devin wasn't looking so good either. Not risking to let the grumpy bitch get her head straightened. Jumping onto her backside, Rena tried to wrap her arms around Devin's neck and put the bitch in a choke hold she wasn't going to forget. But it was like wrestling a bull in a tiny body... time would only tell if she could manage.

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Rena's suplex was carefully graceful, but it certainly dealt as much damage as the woman anticipated, possibly even more as the taller competitor herself didn't even come out of it unscathed. Although of course Devin took a significantly large share of the damage, and would grumble as she began to slowly push up onto all fours.

Rena wasn't going to allow her to do So, pouncing almost like an animal Rena would force her arms around the Huntress' neck in about as brutal a chokehold as one could get away with in the ring. Devin's curses wouldn't quite translate well as she tried to speak them aloud while her throat was constructed. Although Devin let her body illustrate what her strained breathless voice currently couldn't.

Reeling her arm forward the Huntress would take just a moment to line it up with her opponent's ribs, before attempting to drive it back into Rena's rib with remarkable precision considering her position. Meanwhile she would try to use her other arm to pull her opponent's own limbs away from her throat, and although she of course wouldn't be able to pry the arms of completely, she at least tried to alleviate the pressure and air deprivation as she pulled her own arm forward before launching it backwards to cause a harsh collision of her elbow and Rena's rib for the second time if successful.

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Even Rena's efforts of putting Devin in a choke hold, wouldn't stop the other girl from fussing and cussing almost coherently. The pale skinned girl was impressed but hardly giving up on her efforts. But as this went on, Devin hit her in the side. Lining up an elbow strike and knocking Rena with great accuracy. "OH!" Rena gasped an her arm was forced off of Devins neck as she felt it being pried off.

Rena was stubborn and wanted to keep this hold but she couldn't keep enduring theses elbows. As the second one was finished Devin was lining up for a third hit when Rena let go and just simply kicked the woman away from her.

Rubbing her sides tenderly. Rena collected herself for another throw down with the grumpy bitch named Devin.