K.Z.K vs. Helena DuBois

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Helena jumped up and missed landing on the mat before being smashed in the skull by the hard kick! She groaned and felt herself dragged in a daze, sliding out of the ring and landing on the ground outside! "Ughhhhhh....." Helena groaned as she cradled her head in her arms, rolling onto her side. If this woman wanted to brawl.... then fine. However Helena was in an awful spot and reeling as she had to recover....

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"One!..."

So began the count out count.

Earlier in the match, she might have played to the crowd in some way, before getting down to buisness. Not anymore. She had her intentions and she would pursue them directly, without any flashiness. She had a time limit, to be fair.

Kelya would lean over the Helena and to pull her up to her feet by both of her arms, before letting go of one to swing her towards and up the ramp leading to the ring. She figured the ramp would be a harder surface even the padded concrete, which fit with what she wanted to do to her foe.

"Two!..."

If that worked, she'd follow Helena up and try drag her up to her feet. She fully expected that the woman would fight back and she was prepared to exchange punches and kicks if it came to that, all for the purpose of getting her into position for a lift that would, at first, seem to be for a suplex.

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Helena was being rag dolled around on the outside, being tossed for a hard landing on the steel entry way. Helena groaned as she was hauled up again as KZK was lifting her up and grabbing hold of her to try to lift her up. Helena hooked one of her legs around KZKs because she didn't want to be heft up into the air while she began punching at the abdomen of KZK. The last thing she wanted to do was be lift up onto the ramp. Helena would even reach her nails up and claw at the eyes of KZK to try to prevent herself from being lift up!

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"Three!..."

Having flung her opponent up he steel ramp, Kelya was quick to follow up on her opponent. She would actually walk beyond her before reaching down, so that she'd pull her a little further up the ramp and ensure that Helena closing distance on her moving forward would mean following her up the ramp. As she dragged her to her feet, it felt likr there was a different, more urgent, characteristic to how her foe fought back.

The first time in the match, KZK got the sense that Helena was getting desperate. Perhaps she was even a little scared. Who could blame her if she was Kelya had wasted no time at all getting her on to the steel ramp. It was obvious that the brazilian fully intended to use it against her.

The woman of the Amazon expected the heel would fight back with punches, so she had tensed her abdominals in preperation for those aimed at her belly before they came. They still hurt, of course, but it made it easier for her to respond with her own strikes, hammer fists targeting her foe's kidney, just has she'd done in when her foe was trying to lift her earlier in the match, during which KZK promised to leave Helena bruised and bloodied. That was fitting, as this location was where Kelya was sure she could acomplish just that.

The hook to her legs had prevented Kelya from getting into a lifting motion, but it was the scratch across the eyes that would leave her to completely let go and stagger backwards, reaching toward her face.

"Four!..."

"Ahhhhh!" The brazilian screamed, while reaching for her face. Thankfully, neither of her eyeballs directly took a scratch, she managed to close her eyes before they could, but she did take a pair of painful scratches along her eyelids that could leave a mark. She staggered backwards, largerly aware of what she was doing. If Helena wanted follow up on her, she'd need to come up further along the steel ramp.

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Helena had an idea, one that she felt she could make work. The count was at four already but KZK was staggered. Helena surged up the ramp running to KZK to try to move at her, grabbing her head as she jumped looking to sail and land hard sending KZK's head smashing down to the steel ramp with a bulldog!

"FIVE!"

Helena would get back up and scamper back to the ring with a plan in mind indeed..... she hoped that she could just keep that brute out of the ring and win via count out but as the official was at the ropes looking out at KZK it was Helena that slipped a little gold colored pill into her mouth.

"SIX!"

Helena smiled and paraded around the ring, and if KZK came back in Helena was ready to hit her in the face with the gold mist to stagger her before unleashing her finisher if need be...

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Kelya had come up to this ramp for one purpose. That was to spike Helena's head to the steel ramp with her piranha driver finisher and leave the woman to broken return to the ring.


Right up until the moment she began to pull her hands down from her face, after she had so instinctively pukked them up at Helena's clawing, that plan still felt feasible. But when she could see her heel foe leaping at her and grabbing at her head, she knew once and fot all that her plans were foiled. She also wished that she kept her hands up to her face.


As nearly as quickly as she caught sight of what Helena's doing, she'd see the steel ramp rushing up toward her. There was nothing left to do by make a terrified scream that pierced tge commotion of the crowd, that would be accompanied by a sickening metal thud as the Brazilian's face the ramp.

To her surprise, the move failed to knock her out, but shd soon found herself wishing it did. As she lay face down on the ramp, her head felt like it woukd explode. When she turned her head to the side, the arena lights shown painfully, contributing to the pain.

It was the six count by the referee that would help reorient her senses. She knew now, that if she wanted the match to continue, she needed to make her way to the ring. But did she want the match to continue at all? She was already beaten at this point and almost certainly concussed. If she could even stumble her way to the ring, she had little hope of defending herself. The nasty heel might even use the opportunity to make her concussion more serious.

No, the safest course of action would just be to lie there and wait for the countout to conclude. But was it the option that preserved her dignity? No, it wasn't. She dragged the fight outside of the ring. She specificaly took it up the ramp, to do to Helena more or less what she had just done to her.

Seven...!

KZK would slowly rolled into the prone position as the count out continued. Next she placed her arms underneath her and began to get to her feet.. For what it was worth, her body was in walking condition and had the energy to move. The issue of course, was the intense nausea she felt, alongside her splitting headache. To deal with the pain of the srena lighting, she would simplly close her eyes.

From there, she would stumble forth, towards the ring, carried forth partially by the ramp's incline. She'd let this bitch end her in the ring, she wouldn't be left broken outside, if she could help it. Kelya could, infact, help it.

Eight...!

It was after this count that the brazilian fell forward. She opened her eyes as she did, she was just before the ring, just close enough to grab onto the ring apron as she fell, but not close enough to slam her head into it. She would go back to closing her eyes, as she used her grip to pull herself back up.

Nine...!

The count out was nearly complete, but Kelya had now managed to stand back up with the help of the ring apron. Her balance, though shot, was just good enough to allow her to pull up one leg onto the apron and from there, just barely roll into the ring in time, flat on her back.

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Well there went plan A..... but Helena always had a plan B. She stormed over to KZK and yanked her up by the hair shoving her into the corner nearby. She had the mist ready if needed but right now she was content to smash the abdomen of her opponent with hard mid-kicks across her abdomen as she tried to soften her up more conventionally at the moment.

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KZK provided no real resistance to Helena yanking her up by her hair. She was too far gone for that at this point. So her for would have no difficulty dragging her up and into a ring corner. From there, she took a relentless series of kicks to her abdonmen.

Kelya could do nothing but gasp in pain and horror. The heel had every ability to pin her and be done with the match, but she inisisted on hurting her even more. The taruma and dejectedness begun to transition to anger, but it wasn't particularly actionable.

The Brazilian's headache was torturimg her and the beating the rest of her body had taken as was still taking certainly did not help either. The maim thing the anger did was motivate Kelya for a rematch, if she slammed Helena outside the ring, she'd make sure she'd only be coming off the ground in a strecher, ideally in a neck brace.

Hateful musings were all almost the woman of the amazon had left, but they were enough to motivate her for one lfading bit of resistance. She would attempt to grab Helena's leg during one of her kicks, then, if succesful clumsily attempt to bring her elbow down just above Helena's knee. A move like this performed by a full aware and vibrant Kelya had the potential to break a leg, but to perform any of it to any degree of success at all would be plenty more than the brazilian could hope for at the moment.

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Helena thought KZK would be done, but the elbow came down and smashed her knee causing Helena to stagger backward! "Ugh! Damn it!" She hissed as she hobbled while rubbing her knee. She pushed the referee away and began to mumble about the fans at ringside and the official glanced away for a second. That was all Helena needed as she moved back in to KZK spitting the gold mist into her eyes!

Helena then pulled KZK out from the corner and got behind her, going low and standing with KZK on her shoulders. She was going to end the stunned, blind KZK with her Japanese ocean suplex finisher Helena's Hell!

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To Kelya's pleasent surprise, her attack against helena landed, sending her staggering back in pain. After taking a moment's breather through her still very psinful headache, she figured she might as well press her luck and keep attacking, she strpoed further out of the corner and prepared to swing a punch at her foe's face.


To her unpleasant surprise, the experienced heel would successfully distract the referee before spitting a fine gold mist all over the brazillian's face, getting in and burning her eyes.

K.Z.K. could only scream in both intense discomfort and annoyance while the cowardly cheater managed to position herself behind her, stick her head between Kekya's legs and lift her up on her shoulders. Were it not for tiredness, her overpowering headache or the assault to her eyes, perhaps she'd reverese the move, but with everything combined she was in no position to.


Helena dropped backwards, sending K.Z.K. crashing back first to the canvas from around six feet up. Her head would whip back as well, slamming hard enough with the damage her head had taken that it knocked her out cold. The rookie lay sprawled and unmoving, except her heaving chest, on the mat.