Alaina vs. Wicke: Apex Qualifying Match

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The amazon was surprised that Wicke didn't get taken down by the dropkick however she was slumped against the ropes struggling to stay up. Alaina decided that she was going to have to pull out all the stops as she rushed forward at Wicke while extending her arm looking to crash into the woman at full speed to clothesline her hard enough to send her flipping over the top rope for a hard landing outside the ring!

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While thankful that those ropes supported her in time, she wouldn't be kept in this sanctuary forever. Still needing to physically and mentally recover from recent wounds, Wicke's heartbeat would suddenly pick up as Alaina went on the prowl again. Not even survival instincts would give the energy needed to avoid or block this.

As a result the amazon's toned arm collided with Wicke's throat, forcing the purplette to gag from such blunt force. Unable to anchor herself anymore, the purplette's feet left the mat while her body flipped backwards in a counter-clockwise motion. As if time slowed down midst her terror, she wouldn't even flail while falling off the ring. Eventually this drop culiminated in her back impacting with the hard metal floor. "AHHHHHHH!" Her old spine under significant turmoil from this recent impact, bringing this match to new areas even if Wicke herself was unable to move freely.

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Alaina sent Wicke crashing down to the hard ground below outside the ring, pumping a fist in the air before flexing a bicep, giving it a quick kiss. However Alaina was already on the move soon after running to the ropes at the opposite end of the ring. She has a chance to really take it to Wicke and hammer her hard to put the amazon in a great position to ride a momentum wave potentially towards the end of the match! Alaina wants to run back to the ropes Wicke was sent tumbling over, leaping up and over them to crash down on top of Wicke with a vaulting body press!

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"Urghhhhh..." Wicke felt as if she was on another planet after that last descent. Minus her legs cycling back, she seemed mostly immobile due to the acquired wounds. It took the spotlight beating down on her eyelids to illicit a stronger reaction from Wicke, shaking the cobwebs out of her hair midst groans. Once the light's intensity became easier to tolerate, she glimpsed towards the arena and caught a beast lurking within the grass.

Time slowed to a near stand still as fear overwhelmed Wicke's psyche. She already was feeling very frail from the first bump, but the forces of gravity might be the ticket to dreamland. Standing up or catching her foe was too unreliable down to the second decimal, so even if it was just an inch she had to take this gamble. Wicke desperately tried to coordinate her body to roll across the metal floor and avoid becoming Alaina's dropzone!

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As Alaina flew she knew it would be a gamble. If this hit she would have a huge advantage, but if this failed it would leave her with all her momentum completely halted! As Alaina crashed hard, landing on nothing but the unforgiving ground outside she knew her gamble failed completely! "AAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!" Alaina howled as she rolled to her side then onto her back, her arms cradling her midsection as she weakly kicked the ground, coughing as she was laid out on her back in a bad way!

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Giving up her own judgement in favour of luck, Wicke hoped that her opponent didn't have the aerial mobility to adjust herself mid-flight. Thankfully Alaina would suffer the same fate as the woman as she previously thrown. Because of the little roll, Wicke rested on her hands and knees observing the fallen Amazon. She couldn't laze around forever since a count would eventually begin. Rather than enact vengeance, the pink clad wrestler squirmed along the hard floor until she was adjacent to the ring, resting her back against the apron. For now there was a temporary ceasefire, but these stars won't keep the fans in suspense for long.

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If Alaina had one silver lining to the cloud that was her crashing on the outside it was that Wicke was still hurting from what Alaina had done to her. The amazon was laid out gasping as the count-out count had begun inside the ring.

"ONE!"

"TWO!"

Alaina groaned, rolling to her stomach pushing herself to her hands and knees as she struggled to fight through the pain to rise to her feet. She had to push through and pick up the win. Alaina knew that this would be far from easy of course but she also knew she had come back from worse situations throughout her career.

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Wicke was in a more advantageous situation, being closer to the ring as well as less fresh wounds. It seemed advisable to just wait for her health to reach a level where she can re-enter the arena, but Alaina was a subject that still needed attention. Somebody possibly robust and tenacious enough to throw her out of the ring again, so Wicke might want to deal with the threat directly.

Groaning while she pushed up with her legs holding onto the apron for support, Wicke would eventually raise herself to a stand once more albeit a bit wobbly. At a slow pace, she advanced towards the fallen amazon even if there were occasional pauses.

"THREE!"

Once they were in each others range, Wicke tried to grasp her opponent by the hair, helping so they would be at the same height. This was followed by the purplette trying to whittle Alaina through a few jabs towards the gut.

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Alaina groaned and she was pulled up and hit in the abdomen, staggering about on limp legs with each strike! "Ugh.... UGH!" The amazon moaned before becoming more stable. Alaina screamed and stepped back up to Wicke unleashing a few hard forearm smashes to the chest to repay the woman for the midsection strikes! Alaina knew she was stronger and hit harder but her dive to the outside left her body in a very bad way. Still she would not back down from someone trying to strike her down.

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Fingers still hooked around Alaina's brown locks, the purplette used her opponent as target practice delivering repeated strikes. She would have kept this up until recovering enough to throw the other wrestler, that is if the amazon didn't show such brutish retaliation. "UGHHH...AUGHHHH" Her assets shrinking after being ploughed by the stiff forearm smashes. This might be the point where their physiques were on the same curve until Alaina's musculature would put her slightly ahead.

Getting struck in a very sensitive area forced Wicke to step back yet keep a palm raised in the air, but it did inspire a sort of counterattack midst the wheezing. She decided to hang back and let the Amazon attempt another strike. If the bait was taken as soon as Alaina stepped up, the hunched over heavyweight halted progress by grabbing the opposition's shoulder through the lower hand. Afterwards she proceeded to bring the hammer down by using her other open palm to attempt a frying pan chop against Alaina's chest!