Isabela vs Serenity: Poison Ambush

[Person]

Match Type: KO Match
Rules: Match can only be won via knocking out your opponent
Location: Garage

Isabela was currently in the elevator, all by herself. She was really pissed off. Getting a match suddenly pulled on her without much warning. This caused her to miss an important convention that she was supposed to attend and answer questions for her fans. She thought as she worked up the ranks and made friends with the staff in LAW, that stuff like this wouldn't happen. No, she was a fool. This was all her fault, she should have hired a manager, someone to help her career. Then again, she was still somewhat new here. Perhaps after this was all done she could go searching for one. Best to think of this as a learning experience. She would then exhale and calm herself down a bit. Well, she could vent out the rest of her frustration on her opponent. The elevator door would then open and Isabela would make her way out.

Spoiler

Coming out of the elevator, the Aztec-style wrestler would take a second to look around. She was still wearing her typical wrestling attire. It was a good thing that she had planned on wearing it for the convention, had saved her some time. Now in the garage, she would take a moment to give it a quick glance, trying to see what she could work with. No canvas, just the concrete ground, thus any slams would do brutal damage. Several cars and of course concrete walls as well. Sending an opponent into them would do massive damage. Submission holds could also be brutal as there was no rope break and the ground would make it more painful. Honestly, this would truly be a brutal match.

[Wagy]

As she entered the garage, Isabela would notice that no one semmed to have come for the challenge. Furthering the woman's current state of upsetness probably.
Unaware to her, her opponent was already present for the fight, hiding behind one of the various car waiting for the Aztec themed fighter to drop her attention which probably shouldn't be too long as the dark haired girl mind was already somewhere else.
The dark skinned woman was dressed skimphishily...like her opponent she notices. Only that while the majority of her outfit was of a dark color which helped her sneak into the obscure zone, away from her target vision.
Serenity wanted to open but also to possibly conclude the match swiftly with this sneak attack. She waited, trying to make her way behind her opponent without making too much noise and then judging herself to be at the right distance, just as her features would be illuminated by the lights of the celing, the purple haired girl would try to connect with a reverse roudhouse kick right to the temple of the unaware Isabela!

[Person]

Isabela after taking a few moments to look around didn't see her opponent. Honestly, that just made things more annoying. She had to miss an important convention and her opponent didn't show up. Then again maybe they were running late. They could be in the same shoes as her, getting the notice of the match at the last minute. The Mexican wrestler would let out a sigh and continued to walk forward, taking a moment to study her surroundings a bit more as she waited for her opponent to arrive. Then she saw something, a shadow approaching her own. Her eyes would go wide before she sidestepped and then turned around as she then saw a kick barely miss her leg.

The attack would cause her to take a step back, throwing her on the defensive but she caught sight of her attacker. A beautiful dark-skinned female wrestler with purple hair. This must be her opponent, she must have been waiting for her to ambush her. Isabela would raise her hands up, getting into a wrestling stance.

[Wagy]

Serenity started to retreat back her leg, assuming a stance as well. Although her own seemmed to a guard much more strike oriented much more similar to the one used in some martial arts.
It was clear that she didn't want to proceed with grappling as of now.
But then...

The purplenette dropped her stance, straightened her feet and...bowed down to her opponent with her body.

"My sincerest apology miss Isabela. I hoped to end it all in one blow, I know this is an hassle for you and so I thought about bringing you defeat swiftly and in the most efficient manner."

She calmly explained, before returning in her position. Her movements were somewhat doll-like as if her muscles had been trained to execute them with mechanical precision. Her tone leveled, as her purple iridis gazed upon the body of her opponent admiring it and trying to assest possible weaknesses of it.

[Person]

Isabela would raise an eyebrow when she saw her opponent suddenly bow to her and apologize. From the sounds of it, she seemed more like an Assassin than a wrestler. But by the looks of it, she was her scheduled opponent for this match though it seemed she had gotten a normal notice and had prepared an ambush for her. This really highlighted the point that she needed a manager.

"Well, at least you have manners. But make no mistake, you will end up as my sacrifice, Serenity. Also, it's Tlatoani when I am working." stated the Mexican wrestler as she had a persona to keep up. She would pause for a second, taking a moment to look at her opponent and think about everything said. "You're more of an Assassin while I am a warrior. In a regular fight, the warrior wins." stated the Aztec-style wrestler in a confident tone. If her assessment was true then this shouldn't be too hard of a fight but that didn't mean she shouldn't go all out or underestimate her. Still, she was feeling a bit confident now mixed in with some anger. Serenity though was someone she could take her anger out on.

Seeing her opponent enter a stance again, Isabela would extend her arms out. She would then start to try to circle around her dark-skinned counterpart. After a few seconds, she would move in, trying to enter a collar and elbow tie-up. It would be a good way to gather information about her purple-haired opponent and what she was capable of.

[Wagy]

"My apologize once again, let us engage then Tlatoani."

The arabian semmed to nod at the other woman's words although she had some remarks to give to the woman assestments, as she found them applying to their situation only to a certain extent. She circled with her opponent, trying to study her right as she studied her. Black and White, she was gonna think Ying and Yang as well but from what she had gathered from the small profile that she was given to inform her of the individual that she would have to face.

"In a regular fight right, but this is not a regular fight. No, matter of fact this is a pure fight where only the stronger willed shall triumph.
You're right when you say that I'm much more oriented in sneck attaccking, fear tactics etc..but to tell the truth, I also like the flavor of a good prey.
So far you're the first that I face in somewhat equal condition, this shall make it interesting.
But make no mistake, just like you reputate me your sacrifice, by the end of this fight I shall conclude the assassination."

As Tlatoami went it, the dark skinned woman embraced the grab contest for a moment that is. As she, stomped hard on one of the other woman feet to briefly interrupt the grappling contest, immediatly she raised her guard and attempted to connect a powerful chop to the throath.

[Person]

Isabela would smirk as Serenity gave her an apology, there seemed something really professional and kind about her. Perhaps that was done to make an opponent lower their guard, to make them think she was weak. But no, she knew better than that, she was a well-trained fighter. As she two closed in, her dark-skinned counterpart would have more to say and the Mexican wrestler would give a smile. "Good, you have confidence and believe in your victory, I cannot say for the last opponent who I defeated in a one-sided match. You will be worthy of a sacrifice, now show me your skills." said the Aztec-style wrestler with some excitement in her voice.

As the two locked up, she would suddenly be stomped on the foot, causing her to step back and break the hold. Before she could attempt to follow it up, she would be chopped in the throat, causing her to once again take a few steps back as she held onto her throat while her eyes would go wide as she tried to inhale. One thing was for sure, her opponent truly was a dirty fighter.

[Wagy]

In her dazed state, the Aztect could still hear the words the words that came after with full clarity even as they were followed closely by rapidly approaching footsteeps that promised incoming mayhem.

"What a coincidence, I also completely dominated my last opponent..."

The arabian rumored to an assassin wrestler stepped once again on one of the feet of her white counterpart in order to restrict the possibility of a dodge by disengaging. She proceded to hit then with two devastantingly precise attacks.
First a palm thrust straight to the face, right on the nose to be more precise. On impact, the dark skinned woman's finger were extended to try and stick inside the mexican eyes to cause momentary blindness.
Second came the follow up on the aforementioned action, a direct and violet gut punch.

"Breathing is essential in these kind of matches, as asphyxiation maneuvers are obviously the most effective...next i'll be taking your heart.''

Obviously it was an esageration, even thought her leveled and serious tone sounded almost...intimidating... as if she really had the intention of ripping the mexican beauty heart out.
More realistically thought, she was reffering to the fact that she had striked silmutaneously two area that allowed best for the circulation of air.
The troath and the diaphragm, which is situated in the general area of the gut section. Her next strike would obviously have the intention of going for the last "vital" spot. The lungs.

[Person]

Things would start to go from bad to worse for Isabela as she found her feet being stepped out, causing her to be unable to retreat. She would need to keep track of her feet, as her opponent really seemed to enjoy using that tactic to gain an edge. Before she could do anything else, she would be hit by a palm strike to the face and two fingers would stab into her eye causing her to lose her vision and let out a scream in pain. However, this scream would be cut short as another strike would hit her gut, causing her to exhale the air she had. Her opponent was hitting her vital spots, attempting to take her down and make her unable to fight back.

But her opponent had made two mistakes, she was still speaking and saying what she was going to do next as well and her foot was still on top of Isabela's foot, this meant despite being blind at the moment she was still able to know her opponent's location. If she kept taking attack after attack, she was going to lose. The Mexican wrestler needed to go on the offensive. As she doubled down from the guy punch, she would use what energy she had left to wrap her hands around Serenity's waist and then attempt to lift her up before bending back down and attempting to slam her down into the hard concrete to even the playing field.

[Wagy]

The assassin themed wrestler had severely overstimated how much her opponent had accused the impact of her blows, such an error in judgement had made her do careless errors that would cost her greatly. Right as she was preparing to strike the mexican woman's lungs and heart, her opponent had a resurgence in power and determination using the opening given to her by the arabian attempted cup of grace to scoop her arms around Serenity's waist, lift her up and then back down with an hard impact on the concrete!

"Gahk!"

The attack having such an effect that the dark skinned woman released spit into the air from how bad she had felt it! In fact...she semmed to have taken it so bad that she semmed to be completely stunned in a twitching and pained mess on the ground.

"H..hel..lp."

The purplenette squirmed out to her own rival face nonetheless! Such a state after a singular slam was...peculiar. Maybe the arabian woman wasn't that much durable,,,but could it be that the impact had actually caused a carrier threathening if not life threathening injurie to her body!?