LEA/Katherine Hart Contract Signing: Road to We Are LAW

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Katherine soared, leaping up from the canvas and stepping off the edge of the table to clear a fair distance in the ring before downing the middleweight juggernaut from parts unknown with a vicious forearm! The Super Kitty herself would fall to all fours. She felt good about the way her blow connected. It would down most anyone save for the the most well built and bulkiest specimens that professional wrestling had to offer. Katherine had bought into the notion that this decisive blow would set her up to take control of things from here. She had put a few eggs into the metaphorical basket that was her flying forearm....It's a good thing that Katherine had decided to pursue a career as a professional wrestler rather than a stock broker.

"Phew...that oughta keep her-Ugh!" As The Super Kitty tried to bring herself up to one knee, LEA wasted no time pouncing on her. Her recovery time was impressive. One had to wonder if she felt any pain at all from being hit just now, of it she was just so driven and ill-adjusted that she just straight up ignored it! The woman of no words took her place atop Katherine. She mounted and straddled Hart, pinning her down while raining down blow after blow! Having been taken by surprise, Kat grit her teeth and raised her arms. While still processing the fact that Lea remained undeterred, the force of the woman's blows was something she took note of, as well. With each punch and clubbing blow, Katherine felt and gauged the woman's raw, primal strength.

The luchadora did what she could to ensure that none of the blows connected cleanly. Though countering was something Katherine was quite adept with, she'd have trouble fighting back from this position. The mask woman would remain floored for the time-being, trying to understand and strategize for this overbearing brute that LAW had put her up against!

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Katherine was evidently beginning to cover up; something of a sign that in a street fight, Lea should have perhaps peeled away. There was little use in beating a broken target after all.

To Lea of course, there was.

Unrelenting entirely, if anything simply growing all the more wild, Lea's left hand would find itself latched tightly through Kat's effective guard, pulling and yanking at that hair with enough force to either risk ripping the hair straight from the girls scalp, or perhaps rip the mask that bound her head together so neatly, her right would then rear back and forth, trying as she could to demolish this girl here and now.

PPV be damned apparently. Lea wasn't stopping until something made her stop!

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LEA's fists continued flying. Like an animal possessed, she continued hammering away, doing whatever she could to inflict the pain and carnage she had a reputation for dishing out. But she wasn't mindless. When she saw a better means available to her, she quite literally snatched the opportunity by reaching past Katherine's guard and grabbing a large handful of the Luchadora's hair and mask before violently tugging and swinging.

Katherine glared as LEA held onto her head. Evidently, LEA's lack of professionalism extended well past her interpersonal skills! Left with few other options, Katherine reached up for the sides of the curly haired woman's head. She'd curl her fingers around the back of LEA's head before pulling it down quickly towards her own! Hart intended to headbutt this woman hard. She thrust her own head forwards with the intention of maximizing the force of the impact. If Katherine was going to reverse the situation, if she was going to put her PPV opponent on notice, she was going to need to force LEA off her person. And she trie to put enough force into the headbutt to do just that.

If the blow connected, Katherine would try to make her way to her feet whilst claiming: "You fight like this a dogfighting ring instead of a wrestling league. Where'd they even find you?!"

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Striking, endlessly, over and over, never relenting nor showing signs of slowing, Lea ran herself into a utmost fury. Many of her strikes would hit Kat square on the jaw. Then again, many would swing in with next to no procession, connecting to either Kat's guard, or roughly enough, to the mat itself. A professional boxer the blonde was not. But still, the strikes bore fruit; even the tug of the blondes curly locks only incited her further, albeit with her head brought down she could hardly connect those headshots.

Suddenly, she'd find her vision completely blurred, as Kat forced skulls together in a crushing display. Recoiling upwards, only for a moment mind, Lea's arms fell flat to her side; mouth coming agape just as she caught herself, and let fury take over outright.

Fury that drove the blondes head right back down; not at all caring for the agony that would ensue, as she completely expected to fall to the canvas besides Kat, right after responding with a headbutt of her own! Roaring all the way down, until the collision of flesh made the officials nearby recoil in disgust!

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Lea's primal onslaught and blatant disregard for anyone's well-being, including her own, manifested itself in her repeated attacks. Katherine was left with few options while the brute mounted her and continued raining down punches. The seasoned pro waited for the curly haired assailant to give her an opening. And with patience that opening did come. Hart was able to grab hold of her foe's head and pull it towards her own while thrusting forward with a headbutt! The impact could be felt by spectator and official, alike! The masked woman had expected the blow to earn herself a breather. She was actually reaching to shove Lea to the side immediately after the headbutt to begin turning things around. But just when she did, LEA showed signs of life by willingly throwing her upper body down to buttheads with The Super Kitty yet again!

With little time to react, Katherine could only throw her head forwards as well in the hope that Lea would be feeling the effects of it afterwards as well. The ensuing collision would turn heads and earn cringes from fan and official alike. The curly haired beast would fall beside Katherine. And Katherine, herself would lie dazed on the canvas for a few seconds, clearly reeling from the exchange. When the officlals began to try and approach to separate the two women in the ring, Kat would roll onto her stomach and then roll over once more towards the table, which was still on its side. The purple clad fan favorite would earn a few cheers as she placed a hand on the table and used it to begin pushing herself up. If she managed to rise uninterrupted, Kat would look back at Lea to gauge the situation before trying to set the table upright again. By now, Lea would likely be on her way up to her feet if she wasn't there already. Through pained breaths and groaned, Kat would commit herself to a particular goal for this contract signing gone awry.

"She's going through this table..." The blonde heavyweight said audibly, hyping up the crowd.

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Lea in truth cared not for the teases nor warnings almost of the Super Kitty, as the moment things had turned violent, the blonde had plans of her own on how to brutalise the figure before her. A mass of officials trying to create a perimeter almost between blonde monster and super kitty, Lea would find herself almost swimming and clawing through the masses, as she desperately tried to create some space. Hands coming to the last two standing before herself and her PPV opponent, Lea would make it through the masses just in-time to see a fully afixed table before her.

One she had every intention of using. And in truth, she did not care how.

That became abundantly apparent, as Lea practically threw herself at Kat, the roars of the officials and pacing of feet perhaps enough of a warning for the Super Kitty to turn around. Such mattered not however, as regardless of whether Kat was facing Lea or not, the curly haired blonde had already committed to the motion; seemingly uncaring of the fact that at her angle of leap, she'd fall through the table just as much, if not more so than Kat!

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One by one, more and more officials affixed themselves between the two wrestlers. Fan and staff member alike clamored. The chatter grew louder as the folks in the stands cheered while the referees and officials pleaded with Lea and Katherine to stop. But that wasn't gonna happen. No, these two were dead set on the idea of laying into each other until one of them left under their own power, ppv match or not!

Katherine had just finished setting up the table when she heard the sounds of pained groans and yelps. She turned around to see Lea plowing her way through the civilians in the ring like the beshemoth that she was, clawing and striking anyone an anything she had to in order to make her way to the other side of the ring and get her hands on the luchadora. And sure enough, she did just that. Lea threw caution to the wind and leaped into the air, throwing herself at The Super Kitty with clear intention of pouncing on her and driving her through that table. Katherine balled her fist and attempted to spring into action.

In one fluid motion, she'd spread her arms out and attempt to catch her lighter foe in midair before springing backwards and trying swing the red clad woman overhead to put Lea through the table with a Scoop Powerslam! If the move connected, the audience would collectively gasp and Katherine would roll halfway off of Lea before gasping while staring up at the stadium lights. She'd hold her head, still reeling from the onslaught of strikes she suffered not long ago. If Kat had put her belligerent foe through the table, she'd remain floored with her buxom chest rising and sinking with each heavy breath. Kat would cling to the hope that Lea was in just as bad - if not worse shape than she was.

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The issue with fighting one such as Lea, beyond her brutal savagery and seemingly endless stamina, was that the blonde was a wrestler only in name. The moves she used, if ever, were rarely ones you'd actually see in the ring; with that method of slamming, bending or torturing her foe simply Lea's choice at the time, rather than her intent to unleash textbook wrestling. That being said, such applied when taking a manoeuvre, often more so. Lea never aided with the act of lifting her, often sandbagging simply because such seemed natural, and rarely landing as one was suppose to.

Such would come into play now, as a casual victim to such a powerslam would merely grip the bicep closest to their upper body and brace, perhaps tucking their head forward to avoid the slam driving their head to the canvas. And whilst Lea tucked her head, it was not out of intention to avoid damage. No, it was merely to latch her teeth into Kat's arm, whilst her biceps pried them off her neck and shoulder!

The two falling flat and hard against the table in what could only be described as a deconstructed power slam, with Lea landing more lowly and upon her shoulders and head than one might intend, and with more of Kat's top heavy frame falling straight forward into that table!

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Kat had always aimed to perform her moves with excellent execution. She had always been a good point of reference for those who had been trying to get into pro wrestling. But this slam wasn't one of her more crisp ones. Maybe those punches got to her or maybe Lea simply came at her with speed and force that stifled the Super Kitty, but Kat didn't slam Lea through that table cleanly. Ideally, she'd have landed with her full weight on the brute, adding to the impact and keeping herself out of harm's way. But the replays on the titantron told a different story.

You could see that both women took a nasty spill as they went through the table. Instead of snapping in half, the fixture broke in multiple places. The debris littered the are where Katherine and Lea laid on the mat. More importantly, however, was the cause of the powerslam being flawed and nearly thwarted. Lea had taken a bite out or Kat's arm on the way down! After landing, Kat would roll off of her red clad enemy. Her bicep red with teeth marks left from the primal beast she just scuffled with. She panted heavily, and remained down, visibly stunned from the encounter and subsequent skirmish thus far!

Unfortunately, this opening served as a prime opportunity for the dozens of officials to make a real effort at separating the two. Referee and staff member alike moved in to collect Kat and Lea from the canvas and keep them apart. In her haze, The Super Kitty would cooperate. Plenty had already transpired and the crowd was more than happy. A heated rivalry had begun tonight between two of LAW's most capable women!

Kat the officials began to pull and tug Katherine towards the ropes to make her exit, she'd find her footing and begin to leave of her own accord, simply uttering in a low, pained voice words that she knew the monster had no interest in hearing. It was more for the fans than anyone else.

"I'll see you...at We Are LAW..."

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With all said and done, or mostly done on Lea's part, there was little reason for both figures to maintain a presence in the ring. Held back from lunging once more at the Super Kitty purely by the countless officials in attendance, the precedent for their match at the PPV was set. One was the fact neither figure, despite sharing little or no words in Lea's case, had respect for the other. There was something of a natural hate between the figures, one without a great defining reason beyond the fact both women were wrestlers whom defeating would earn yourself something of a reward. Second, was the fact that neither woman would go down, a feat likely to shape the very basis of the match itself.

If neither woman as fazed by being driven through the table, then the audience would be left to imagine what could possibly faze them.

And finally, was the utmost brutality aspect of the precedent the two had set before them for their match. If one could accurately describe it as a match.

For it would surely be more of a fight to near death than anything.