Hazel "Highlander" Nielson vs Monami Shagura

[Monsy]

Decided by spinny-wheel when both wrestlers enter!

[Sigma Morgan]

Here it was. It was her first super card match. She was getting places in LAW quickly, it was time to see if all of the higher up's confidence in Hazel was warranted. She was entering a match that was completely randomized, she wouldn't know the match type until a wheel was spun. The Scotswoman wasn't nervous though, she was confident in all of her abilities no matter the match type, no matter the opponent, and no matter the venue!

Hazel was clad in a new attire tonight, a green one piece with fur around the edges as a call back to her first and usual attire. The attire was perfectly fitted, comfortable yet tight enough for her abs and muscles to show through it. New boots were a bonus also, but attire was far from important tonight, especially compared to winning and putting on a show for the crowd.

Hazel

Music

Walking through the halls Hazel's expression remained stoic, her lips sealed, not a peep escaping them. Soon enough she was at the curtain, waiting for her queue to enter, taking a deep breath and remaining calm. Hearing her music start a worker backstage gave her a simple thumbs up to let her know to start her entrance. Stepping past the curtain Hazel could immediately hear the excited crowd erupt into cheers. A small smile came across Hazel's face, she couldn't resist it, having people this excited to see her fight always felt great. Raising her arms she flexed her biceps before tightening her abs, showing them off through her attire. Turning her head Hazel saw the wheel that would decide the match type but it was not important at that current moment.

Lowering her arms Hazel proceeded down the ramp, her hips slightly swaying side to side on her way down to the ring. Extending her right arm Hazel gave some fans some high fives, really trying to soak in their cheers and praise. Getting to ringside Hazel wasted no time sliding under the bottom rope into the squared circle before rushing to one corner, hopping up onto the second rope before extending her arms giving one half of the crowd a nice prolonged look over before hopping down and rushing to her own corner and doing the same, giving the rest of the crowd a look over before hopping down and turning around. Leaning back Hazel's back rested against the turn buckle while cracking her knuckles, keeping an eye on the stage and for her opponent.

[Caborn]

Monami had been looking forward to this match for a while now. It was the she-bear’s first PPV event, and the woman wanted to make a big splash in it! Having already gotten dressed a while ago, the dark skinned amazon would check herself out in the mirror one final time. Just to make sure everything was perfect. Clad in her tribal bikini and prop bear hands, Monami would look herself over and give her reflection a reassuring smile. Despite being nervous the fearsome she-bear was pumped and excited to be fighting tonight. So, closing her eyes and taking a deep breath, Monami would calm her nerves before exiting the locker room. Swinging her bear fists through the air, the muscular beastie would make her way through the halls as she went to make her entrance.

Monami Shagura

With the crowd already buzzing from Hazel’s arrival, the dark skinned amazon would come out to a chorus of cheers and her own tribal music. Crawling out on all fours, the beast woman would make her way across the stage before popping up on to her feet with a thunderous roar. Arms spread wide as she greeted the audience with her roar, Monami would make her way down the ramp. Giving a few fans head pats along the way as she made her way to the ring. Once there, the she-bear would climb up the ring apron and vault right over the top rope. Inside the ring, the jungle amazon would raise her arms for the cheering fans before rushing over to her corner. Once there she’d hop up into it and let out yet another fearsome roar at the masses. Smiling as she saw the massive crowd surrounding them, the woman felt her heart pumping wildly in excitement.

Playing to her wild persona, though, Monami would look back and spank her ass at her opponent. Using her big bear paws to slap her backside as she looked back at Hazel and stuck her tongue at her. The viking woman was certainly tough looking. So after hopping back down and looking her opponent over, Monami could easily see that this amazon would give her a good fight! Still, the she-bear wouldn’t be intimidated as she kept herself focused on getting that big W tonight. Taking off her bear props and setting them aside, the ebony amazon would smile and crotch down in her corner. Looking ready to charge out and tackle her opponent at a moment's notice as she waited to see what the match type would be.

[Sigma Morgan]

Hazel had just finished cracking each of her knuckles individually when her opponent's music started playing and a woman crawled out onto the stage on all fours, the camera feed playing on the giant screen above the stage offering a much better view of it. Hazel remained stoic and unphased though, she had dealt with plenty of weirdos and wrestlers with strange gimmicks throughout her career, Monami was certainly on the lower end of the spectrum with how strange the world of wrestling could be.

Raising her arms, Hazel rested them across the top ropes while watching her opponent pop to her feet and let out a roar. This gave Hazel a good look at the bear paw accessories on the woman's hands. Perhaps wearing her cloak would have been fitting, perhaps not, but there was only one alpha predator in this ring, and Hazel believed with every fiber of her being that it was her.

Hazel waited patiently, her eyes never leaving her opponent as the woman made her way down the ramp, seeing her go so far as to vault over the top rope to get inside the ring. Hazel remained focused on one thing, winning this match, the type was yet to be decided, but no matter what that wheel stopped on, Hazel intended to win! The two women finally made eye contact though as Monami looked back at Hazel from her elevated position and began to slap her own ass towards towards Hazel while sticking her tongue out. The Scotswoman remained pretty unphased though letting out an unamused growl in response, the highlander was not a lewd person, she didn't like the idea of mixing work with play in the slightest.

The crew let Monami finish her entrance and get her bear claw accessories off before motioning everyone's attention to the stage for the wheel to be spun. Hazel finally turned her head to look up at the screen whose feed was focused on the wheel. A referee walked up, giving it a hard spin. The wheel made several spins around before slowing down, passing over a strap match, hardcore, and lastly hentai before stopping on LAST WOMAN STANDING!

Hazel took a deep breath, ready for another hard fought contest, ready for whatever agonizing things she would have to do to her opponent to keep her opponent down and motionless for ten seconds if not more. The referee nodded signaling that they were ready before motioning for the bell, it seemed Monami was more ready than even the referee though as she shot from her corner towards Hazel just as the redhead took one step from her corner. Hazel grunted, her back hitting her corners turnbuckle, managing to catch herself on the ropes before raising her fist clubbing away at her opponent's back as the fight started wildly and primitively!

[Caborn]

The she-bear was glad to see that their match type would be last woman standing. She had been hoping for an intense showdown at this event. Sure she was a little disappointed that this wasn’t a PoW match. After all, she’d been in so many that it was starting to become her bread and butter. But that wouldn’t stop the ebony amazon from giving Hazel the fight of her life. When the bell rang out, Monami wasn’t going to waste any time as the match began. Seeing how it was LAST WOMAN STANDING, the she-bear knew that she needed to hit her opponent as hard as she could as fast as she could. Charging at the Viking woman like a fridges train, the wild jungle queen would ram into her opponent and drive her back into her corner.

Monami could feel Hazel’s body getting crushed between her shoulder and the turnbuckles. However the woman wasn’t at her mercy yet as the red head began to deliver blow after blow to the bearess’s back. Grunting and gritting her teeth from the barrage, the she-bear would muster her strength to endure the assault as she began to drive her shoulder into Hazel’s abs over and over. Repeatedly ramming herself into the Highlander’s body to tenderize it like a big hunk of meat. However, Monami couldn’t endure the clubbing forever as the women went at it like primal savages. Neither one showing any signs of defending themselves and instead simply using offensive to batter one another. The she-bear loved this sort of exchange, and was quickly growing fond of the Viking woman’s tenacity. So, ending her own assault on Hazel’s abs, Monami would push herself away from the corner. Then she would take a moment to rub her back. After the clubbing it had taken the she-bear felt like it’d been hit with a bat.

“Not bad…let’s see what else you got!” Monami would declare before rushing back at Hazel before lifting up her leg. Looking to nail the woman’s face with her bare foot (pun always intended) as she tried to hit her with the big boot (minus the boot).

[Sigma Morgan]

A last woman standing match required a cool or psychotic mind depending on how one viewed it. On the one hand keeping your wits about you, always being aware of the count and your opponent's location were essential to winning. On the other hand, the things you might be required to do to make sure your opponent stayed down bordered on sadistic and inhumane. Hazel felt she was ready to do whatever it took to vanquish this new foe and win this match, the biggest of her career so far!

Monami wasn't going to be holding back right out of the gate either as she crushed Hazel between her own weight and the turnbuckle. Hazel didn't hold back either though and began striking and clubbing the woman on the back. Still though neither woman was backing down and Monami pulled her shoulder back and drilled it hard into the Highlander's abs causing her to grunt in pain while a bit of air left her lungs. Hazel threw another clubbing blue down onto her opponent's back in relation just as the woman pulled back once again and proceeded to drill into the Scotswoman's stomach yet again causing her to let out an even louder grunt before repeating it, the two trading blows, but it seemed Monami's were much more effective causing Hazel's knees to begin to start shaking right as her opponent pulled away and created some space between them. Hazel grabbed onto the top ropes taking several deep breaths as she watched Monami rubbing her back.

Hazel's eyes narrowed as Monami made her declaration and charged at her. Hazel quickly moved out of the way, causing Monami's big kick to miss and her leg to get trapped over the top rope. Hazel would walk to the opposite side of the ring before rushing towards the woman. Aiming to jump up, getting her hands on the dark skinned woman's shoulders while planting her legs against the woman's back before falling backward, bringing the woman down on top of her knees painfully for a backstabber before shoving her off and rising back up. The fight had only just begun and Hazel was just getting started but that didn't stop the referee from beginning the usual ten count once a woman was down.

"ONE, TWO"

[Caborn]

Monami was ready to take this bitch’s head off as she came barreling at Hazel. However, as she was about to mail the viking woman, the red head would dodge at the last second. Causing her leg to go over the corner as her groin smacked a turnbuckle. Grunting out loud from the impact, the she-bear wasn’t hurt so much as she was surprised. This would cause her to be slow to remove her leg as it was hanging over the ropes.

It seemed Hazel wouldn’t miss this chance, though, as the Highlander struck back. Literally! The red head would end up latching onto Monami’s shoulders and falling backwards. Leading to the she-bear landing directly onto her opponents knees as they dug into her from behind! “Aaaacckkk! Fuck!” the ebony amazon would shout out as Hazel nailed her with the backstabber. Causing Monami would bounce off of them from the force of the impact, before flopping down on the ring canvas with a thud. Groaning as she laid there on her belly, the jungle beastess would soon hear a count in the background. While her back was hurting like a bitch, Monami knew she couldn’t just lay there and let Hazel stomp her ass. So the she-beat would punch her fist down on the ring as she tried to push herself up. Looking to get up on one knee before climbing onto her feet with the rope’s assistance.

[Sigma Morgan]

Monami may have been used to lewder matches but she was going to receive no pleasure tonight, the only thing she would get from Hazel was a painful beating from bell to bell. Hazel paced back and forth looking down at the Ebony amazon willed herself back up to her feet before the count was even halfway done. Hazel would have been disappointed if one backstabber and a few clubbing blows had been all it took anyway. Cracking her knuckles Hazel began to close back in on Monami the moment she was back up.

Hazel would grab the dark skinned woman by the hair before pulling her to the nearby corner, aiming to slam her face into the turnbuckle before turning her around, letting the woman's arms get themselves over the top rope before pulling her hand back, bringing it down onto Monami's chest with a loud clap landing a hard and stinging chop! Hazel would then push the woman's chin back up, making sure her chest remained a wide open target, briefly making eye contact with her as she did. Hazel would then bring her hand back once again aiming to strike the same spot with a hard chop wanting to leave Monami with nothing but a lingering pain in her back and a stinging pain in her chest with combinations of moves aimed at working the jungle beastess over!

[Caborn]

Monami would get to her feet with the help of the ropes but the she-bear knew her troubles weren’t other yet. As the dark skinned amazon would get up and turn towards her opponent, the Highlander was already poised to strike. Having been watching in wait as she cracked her knuckles to pass the time, Hazel was ready to come at the she-bear and grab her by the hair.

“Aah! Hey! Let go of my hair! What are you…a catfighter?!” Monami would shout as the fellow amazon pulled her dreads. The Viking woman would then drag her over to the nearest corner, where the bearess would be smashed face first into the turnbuckle. Grunting from the impact and left stunnned for the moment, Monami would find herself being positioned back against the corner. Her arms hooked over the ropes, the woman started coming to just in time to see Hazel winding her arm back. With no time to defend herself, the bearess would be struck hard across her chest. Her breasts bouncing up with a loud THWACK as the Viking chopped them.

“AAAACK!” Monami would cry out as she was chopped across her tits. Still, the highlander wasn’t finished with her fellow amazon. Hazel would tilt the she-bear’s chin up so they’d be looking into each other’s eyes. Gritting her teeth as she watched the woman once again pull back her arm, Monami wouldn’t let the Viking have her way so easily. As Hazel unleashed a second chop aimed for the dark skinned Amazon’s chest, she would suddenly push herself forward while sucking under the incoming arm. Then, attempting to swing around her opponent after barrosly dodging the strike, Monami would try to spin Hazel around and shove her opponent into the corner. That way the she-beat could get some payback as she tried to send her own powerful chop to the highlanders breasts!!!

[Sigma Morgan]

If Monami was so caught off guard by a bit of hair pulling it made one wonder if she was truly ready for a match like this with little rules outside of keeping your opponent down for ten seconds. Hazel wasn't going to take this match farther than it had to go but that didn't mean Monami was going to get anything resembling a break from the Scotswoman unless she was laying motionless on the canvas!

A satisfying clap could be heard as Hazel's hand slapped Monami's chest. It was so satisfying Hazel went for it a second one! Sure some in the crowd were making lewd catcalls about how breasts were getting slapped. Still, Hazel was doing this to cause her opponent pain, not fan service, if anything that could come later, if the crowd behaved themselves and an opportunity presented itself. Pulling her hand back once more Hazel swung it forward only for her opponent to spring into action.

Hazel's eyes widened as Monami pushed forward and ducked under her arm. Hazel's hand hit nothing but the turnbuckle pad, and her opponent grabbed her. The Scotswoman gritted her teeth as the beastess turned her around and shoved her into the corner. Hazel was ready to knock Monami to Timbuktu with a right hook in retaliation but before she could the woman's hand slammed down on her chest with a chop of her own. "AGGGH!" Hazel cried out as her hands raised, her arms covering her chest trying to protect it from more abuse after the hellacious chop she had received.