Elena Walker Vs Chalia - Submission Match

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Match type: Submission match

Standing just behind the curtain, Chalia rolls her shoulders back, tilting her head from side to side with a confident smirk curling at her lips. The muffled roar of the crowd barely makes a dent in her mind — to her, they’re just background noise to be tuned out.

"These people really think she has a chance against me? Please. hey come here to wrestle for fun... to put on a show. But me? I’m the real thing. I'm a serious, real assassin not some monkey to put up in front of a camera."

She envisions her opponent - whoever it is, it's just some flashy goofball, dancing for the cameras, unaware they’ve just stepped into the ring with a woman who’s killed before, and fought outside of an arena.

"She's not ready for me. Nobody is. By the time they figure out what I am… it'll be too late."

She tilts her head back slightly, and with that final thought, she steps through the curtain.

She’s dressed in her signature tight, low-cut crop top that leaves her hips and snake tattoo fully exposed, paired with frilly dark green pants. Her glistening, tan skin reflects the lights, and her hips sway confidently with every step she takes toward the ring. When she reaches ringside Chalia walks up the steel steps, making sure to slowly rotate her hips, giving the audience an unapologetic display of her body. She leans against the ropes, waiting for her opponent to reveal herself.

[Hitman45]

"Mhmmmhh...Billie Jean's...not my loverrr...mhmmmhm....who claims I am the one..."

Allison strolled out of the showers, with a pep in her step and humming to the tune of the famous Michael Jackson song. She had a towel wrapped around the waist and another draped over the shoulders, that covered her breasts as well, with which the raven-haired woman was busy drying her hair.

"She told my baby we'd danced 'til three, then she lo—"

The showers were connected to the locker rooms where Allison strode to, and stopped short to see a busty blonde woman, clad in her wrestling attire, glued to the monitor which telecasted in-ring action.

Elena in her wrestling attire

"Ay, Walker, pass me the charger real quick. My phone's about to—"

"Shut it." Elena didn't even look at Allison, but raised her hand, folded at the elbow to point the index finger at her friend.

"Not another word from your mouth. Get yo ass here, right now." The blonde ordered.

"Alriiight...." Allison approached near the bench tentatively, where Elena sat. The blonde hurriedly motioned her to sit down.

"So, what's up?"

"Look..." Elena turned Allison's head by the chin to see the monitor screen displaying the events trasnpiring inside the arena. But what stood out almost completely out of all the heady mixture of special-effects and shimmering lights, was a woman, who was making way in the ring.

Allison's eyes widened. She too didn't want to look away now.

"She is your—"

"Yep."

"You're gonna be—"

"Yep."

Both of the looked at each other, then back at the screen.

"DAAAMMNNN!!!"

They exclaimed, which echoed heavily around the room.

DAMMMNNN!

The woman in question was Elena's opponent for the night, and both of them were very taken with her appearance, making it known very well.

"She looks tall..."

"Six One, apparently. That's a tall, tall tree right there..."

"The gal's got curves for days, and she knows it. Look! I can see a sneaky dumbass tryna smack her rear!" Allison chuckled as she looked on with rapt attention."Annnnndd...Not only did he miss, but has now slipped and landed face-first over the ramp....Hehe..you can't script those..

"I don't say that he's right....but I understand..." Elena retorted. "Also....thoughts about that tat?" Elena glanced sideways with a sly smirk to see Allison's reaction. She knew what was going to hog all of her focus.

"She got such a bangin' bod, and that tattoo's doing all the right things to me now...." Now it was Allison who got glued to the monitor.
"Grrrr....how nice it would have been if I could get my hands on that belly" Allison turned her head to face the blonde."You better appreciate it very well over there" She proceeded to use the "I got my eye on you" gesture to further her point.

"Oh there will be plenty of appreciation goin' on alright. Imma shower it will all of my love.." Elena nodded with a knowing smirk.

Her opponent's entrance was about to be concluded. Elena finally got up, rolling her shoulders and pat herself. Allison stayed seated and extended her arm with a balled fist towards the blonde which she bumped before walking out. Allison stayed in the locker-room, clearly looking very invested in this fight.

Elena's music started to blare and she walked out to a chorus of cheers. She walked down the ramp with a purposeful stride, highfiving fans, while her eyes locked onto her tall,lithe foe. The steel steps were ascended, ropes passed through and with the crescendo of the music, Elena flexed for the people, before retreating to her corner to warm-up and stretch.

This was going to be a very interesting and hard-fought match and Elena was eager to get down to business. The referee called both of them to the centre of the ring, where Elena planned to initiate their conversation."You know, you've got two admirers already. One is here with ya, and the other is watching on keenly from backstage." The blonde would subtly eye her opponent from bottom to top and meet her eyes again.

"So, Ms.Chalia, I hope the extra appreciation won't lead to any performance issues? Elena would let out a light chuckle and extend her index finger to give Chalia's firm, yet soft belly a gentle poke after which the blonde was going to get into a grappling stance, with legs bent at the knees and arms primed to clutch and hold...

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Chalia had a mixed record in LAW so far, as she came in expecting to crush whatever enemy was stood before her, but winning didn't come as easy as she expected, the smaller enemies she faced giving her much more of a workout than she anticipated. This, however, felt much more familliar, and what her past experiences.

Elena, although noticeably shorter, was clearly heavier and more muscle-dense at her, and judging from her behavior, seemingly "underestimating" Chalia for her attractiveness, a perfect set up to cut her enemy down, making a smug grin appear on her face.

But also the blonde did manage to do something to throw Chalia off by poking at her stomach

"Ugh, what are you doing?" she wrinkled her nose in annoyance "Do you want me to snap your finger off?"

But Elena wasn't willing to just engage in idle trash talk, clearly ready for a fight. Chalia, annoyed that someone thinks they can just touch her wherever they want, reluctantly backs up to her corner, showing mutual readiness to begin the match

"Pshh, just because I bare it, doesn't mean it's just yours to touch" she thought to herself, frustrated she couldn't do anything about it...yet

"No matter. Stupid, tacky, little blondie, I'll show you. We'll see if you still wanna get touchy with me when I choke you out"


DING! DING! DING!

The bell rung, signaling they may begin their match. Although Chalia's attitude came in pair with overconfidence usually, this time she decided against attacking her first. She's got longer legs, and it's gonna give her an advantage in defense

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Elena could see Chalia's indignation from being poked and prodded. She made it known with words lound and clear, in no uncertain terms that the blonde wasn't going to be spared or shown any mercy. But still, there was a air of cuteness with which she tried to intimidate. Sure, she looked formindable, and TALL and ready for a fight, but it didn't stop Elena from cracking a sly smile in response.

"I was showing that tummy some appreciation, ya know" She replied as-a-matter-of-factly. "And I suggest you better save those rants about getting handsy for later, because it's gotta receiving more than just the gentle caress of a 5'10" Bulldozer" and Elena would indicate what she meant by it with the punching of her balled fist into the other hand's palm.

The match started and Elena was keen to get off to a great start and assert herself in this fight. Thus, she was going to be the first to initiate contact, with the left foot taking a giant stride towards the taller woman in a diagonal, twist the torso in the opposite direction and bring the right arm forward to hurl at the woman's smooth, yet defined belly in an arc for a Right-Hook!

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Elena left her opponent little time to be annoyed by her comments, the blond woman approaching to attack made Chalia shoot up a heel kick into her enemy's hips, but Elena being so close and throwing the punch first nullified the perks of having such long legs, as the right hook simply delivered way too fast, before she even managed to properly lift her leg off the ground

Elena’s fist drove into her stomach, a burst of pain exploding inside her belly, knocking the wind out of her instantly. Her abs tensed on reflex, but it did little to stop the deep, twisting ache, given that her body wasn't quite as dense in muscle.

Nausea crept up Chalia's throat, a throbbing sting echoing through her abdomen and making her hunch forward instinctively. Gasping, she fought to pull air back into her lungs, as she slit onto her knees

[Hitman45]

"Oh please....I couldn't possibly have hit THAT hard..." Elena's eyes mischievously gazed down Chalia who found herself kneeling after the blow to her slender, soft stomach. Elena could feel her knuckles being surrounded by the supple flesh of the taller woman, whose belly caved in from the fist buried in her gut!

"C'mon...Lemme haul yo ass up" The blonde would extend her hand to latch onto the Assassin's wrist and yank her upright and lift her Knee up to drive it into her belly once again as she would be forced to stagger towards her!

But Elena wasn't going to let her be so easily and planned to whip the Snake towards the ropes in order to catch her from the ricochet with a Spinebuster!

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As Elena yanked Chalia upright, the assassin grimaced annoyed by being strkied and talked down to so early on in the match! Just as Elena lifted her knee for another gut-wrenching strike, Chalia twisted her body, letting the impact glance off her side instead of digging into her belly, that the enemy was seemingly obsessed with.

Elena barely had time to react before Chalia grabbed onto her shoulders and used the momentum to push herself up, wrapping her long legs around the blonde’s head. The moment Elena went for the Irish whip, Chalia suddenly shifted her weight backward, arching her body into a seamless motion. Chalia suddenly shifted her weight backward, arching her body to throw her opponent off and flipped back, using her legs to wrench Elena off her feet. The crowd gasped as Elena’s body flipped forward, crashing hard onto the mat with a perfectly executed Frankensteiner!

Chalia quickly rolled through to her feet, her scarlet eyes locking onto the stunned blonde. She gave her stomach a quick rub but smirked. "Oh please... I couldn’t possibly have countered THAT easily…" she responded sarcastically, proud to punish her annoying enemy swiftly and readying herself for what came next.