Luchadora Meets Punk: Nattie Emberly Vs. Leona Chase-Arawn

[Epicsnivy]

Nattie was really mad, she felt as though she almost had a meeting with the grim reaper when she was powerbombed the way she was, being knocked out for a really long time. Needless to say, she wanted some payback, and Leona was the receiver of that payback. The punk singer will not be humiliated by some dumbass luchador.

Seeing Leona fallen beneath her, Nattie decided she wanted to due something that would humiliate Leona just as much. She wanted to expose Leona to the world.

Nattie would attempt to sit on Leona's back, and if she managed to, she would attempt to grab Leona's mask, and pull it apart. This will be her revenge, the public humiliation of Leona Chase-Arawn.

[Hagen-Autem]

Damn Nattie's cruelty! The masked woman had been exposed to this vicious beating by the first few elbows that did connect with the back of her head, and her fingers were already bruised from covering her up. Leona wasn't planning anything, she wanted to get up but the dazed feeling made her enraptured and all her will had no choice but to be directed at holding her lucidity together until something changed Nattie's plans. A mistake, a break, the punk changing her torture. Anything!

Without much bucking, the vulgar Japanese managed to settle on her back, cavalcade her and ruin the magic of being a masked wrestler by pulling the strings of the mask. "Hey no, stop!" Leona's pulse fluttered. And suddenly she didn't feel so dazed anymore. Her fingers began to work on shaking her hair and fighting for those strings, but the pain in their hands from the beating they had to absorb made it difficult for them to squeeze or do anything halfway decent against the punk's wretchedness."No! No...! Please!" It can't be that Nattie is planning to make this worse on in her debut.

[Epicsnivy]

Nattie was gonna do whatever it took to get back at Leona, she did not care how disrespectful ripping off her mask was to Leona's culture or to wrestling in general. All she cared about was humiliating her and eventually winning.

"Shut the fuck up! Your mask is now mine!" Nattie said as she attempted to pull on the mask more, hoping that it would come off more if not completely.

[Hagen-Autem]

Leona kicked underneath the Japanese wretch as her hands tried their best to protect the knot. But her fingers still hurt from the fingers and it seemed that the whole gimmick of being a hunter was transmuted to that of a helpless girl begging for her abuser to calm down a little.

In an effort driven by adrenaline and frustration, Leona would squeal between her lips; putting all her strength into lifting her hips with the aim of unsettling Nattie. Then, if Leona flipped her hair over the knot enough, she also would use her hands to lift her chest off the canvas and pump a back headbutt into hers face. "Mph! I said stop!"

If luchadora could do stunned her, would get up on her knees and drop to her back with Nattie on top of her to see if she could crush her and get her to stop messing with her precious mask to turn the tide of the match!

[Epicsnivy]

Nattie was so focused on undoing the mask and humiliating Leona that she never noticed that Leona was struggling, the sheer want to humiliate Leona was too over powering.

And then she got headbutted right in the head. "OW!" She yelled as she held her nose in pain, it did not feel broken but it was bleeding.

Nattie needed time to recover from this.

[Hagen-Autem]

The referee had gone from functional to Ref Bumb and then to useless very quickly. He didn't know what to do, these two women seemed to be going off the rails from what was allowed in a standard match while he had only one idea in his head: make a 3-count when the opportunity presented itself if they didn't knock him down with a hit again.

And that was the least of it - Leona's headbutt had given Nattie a nosebleed and no one seemed to pay that much attention to that fact. And the blue-haired high flyer hadn't even noticed that, she was just adjusting the straps of her mask while the other required a minute.

"You second-rate little villain." She mumbled in anger. The masked woman stood behind the punk, still oblivious to the ugly damage she had caused her, ready to reach for Nattie's legs to pull them under her armpits and hug punk's back. She fully intended to arch backwards in an arc for a wheelbarrow suplex, and definitely she was not going to stop because of an accident of which herself was not even aware. "I will teach you to respect other people's treasures!"

Spoiler

[Epicsnivy]

Nattie had done it now, an attempt to humiliate her opponent has resulted in a broken nose and a very angered Leona Chase-Arawn. Nattie was still attending to her nose when without noticing, Leona approached her from the back.

And before she knew, Nattie was thrown in a Wheelbarrow Suplex. "WAH!" She screamed before landing on her neck in pain. Not knowing what Leona was gonna do to her next.

[Hagen-Autem]

Leona was not thinking clearly. With a lost pupil and a bleeding eyebrow, plus the fact that her opponent wanted to take away her decision to reveal her identity to the crowd and all of L.A.W. just moments ago, futhermore she used it to hurt the referee; yes, the debutant in blue was already looking forward to ending this by unleashing her finisher in the most painful way possible.

And she wouldn't be taking any notice of the nosebleed the other woman was having, since she hasn't even looked her in the face. And without that information, nothing is going to stop Leona from educating this chaotic heel about respecting the rules in a friendly match!

The masked suplex traced Nattie's fleeting arcing path to the canvas with almost no resistance! Leaving her pinned staring at the ceiling between her legs, perfect positioning for a three count. But Leona herself would prevent it by turning sideways to get up and pull Nattie to her feet with her rear hug. Then she'd drape the little punk's arm over her shoulders so that she could lean on her, assuming she was cooperative, and then luchadora'd grab a hold of the hem of pink leotard, ya.

Leona was preparing to suspend the punk in the air with a single jerk, spreading hers legs in the act and spinning like a top before dropping her over her knee for an Atomic Drop!

" Just so we're clear, you're a terrible person, and you deserve this." The blue face would add while executing the strike.

Spoiler

[Epicsnivy]

Nattie could not do much of anything, turned out the punk singer bit off more then she could chew as of right now, and Leona was having her way with Nattie. The punk girl was expecting the bell to ring at any moment.

But to her surprise, Leona was far from done with her. Because of her lightweight, Nattie was carried rather easily. "What the fuck are you doing?" She said in an angered voice that had an underlying sense of panic in there.

And then she was dropped, and she sounded like a squeaking toy. "AAAAH!" Nattie groaned as she held her crotch in pain and then falling to the mat back first.

She was in excruciating pain.

[Hagen-Autem]

Leona wasn't as sulphurous as when this pinkie used her to hit the referee, even so she was so lacking in mercy to this cheater at the moment that she didn't hold back.... The punk's pelvis bounced off the wrestler's knee pad in a hammer blow that so drastic that it made Leona look very imposing and her target very pathetic, it was too drastic a fall and she was going to do much damage as a consequence for messing with her mask, with her identity! And even that benefited Nattie Emberly, because helped her to let out the highest pitched scream she's ever let out in her terrible career, it must have shattered a glass of wine hidden somewhere in there!

But just as Leona was about to take advantage of the fact that, perhaps, the Spike was mildly dazed by incalculable pain, and give this match an end to next cool her head and turn the page, the red that sprang from Nattie's nostrils shocked her out of her strictness and left her sighing with her hands over her mouth.

Did she break hers nose? She looked at the referee not knowing what to do, so appalled at the very idea; but he not said nor did nothing - just shrugged his shoulders. So it doesn't count as a disqualification? she mused. The match was going to go on, the referee had realised that for a while now; but all the desire Leona had to punish Nattie for her unsporting attitude, being rude, unkind and almost hopelessly spoiled was being exchanged for tremendous pity and guilt.

The huntress had left her chest bright red at the point of blows when she went mad, she took it for granted that she had surely broken her nose and now Yusu had left her with a pain that she would remember every time she tried to walk perhaps. Maybe no need to give her any more punishment, maybe it had been enough and just a hint of mercy would suffice, apart from the fact that the match had to end decently for both of them. So the luchadora would take the handkerchief from the referee's pocket without permission and try to push the other gal's shoulder while still on the canvas, to flip her over, and then plant the boot in the centre of her chest for a count, apart from dropping the handkerchief on her face in an attempt to make that bleeding go away.

It would look very dramatic all round, and maybe with any luck, Nattie will have had enough and stay down so as not to force her to hit her any more. "I'm so sorry..."