Princesscore Vs. Hardcore: Viola Celestial Vs. Kenzie Kraze

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Viola’s back felt like it was in a constant state of getting electrocuted, as the blood ran down the princess’s back from all the immense pain she was in, eventually starting to stain her shorts that she wore, it was a brutal scene.

But Viola knew she could not quit fighting, she could not let someone as evil and devious as Kenzie overcome her, she needed to keep fighting, to stop any sort of false narrative about her being a soft princess.

That was going to be tested as Kenzie grabbed a handful of Viola’s hair before forcing her up to her feet, and Viola was forced into the corner, before something that showed Kenzie’s brutality happened.

“UGGH!” Viola croaked as she was being choked by Kenzie’s boot crushing her throat, her vocals being only gags, she knew she needed to do something but couldn’t.

Viola then fell into a seated position in the corner, hopping that would provide some relief from the choke she was in.

[DropKix]

Kenzie tilted her head back with a delighted sigh, drinking in the strangled gurgles that spilled from Viola’s lips as her foot ground into the helpless princess’s throat. The way Viola twitched, her hands scrabbling at Kenzie's boot in sheer desperation, sent a delicious thrill racing through her veins. God, she was adorable when she suffered.

But then, gravity won. Viola’s body slumped, slipping down the turnbuckles until she collapsed into a seated heap, her head lolling slightly as she struggled to catch a breath. Kenzie clicked her tongue.

“C'mon ya pathetic little twerp! Fight back! she chided, her voice dripping with pure vitriol as she took a half-step back. If Viola thought dropping to the mat would save her, she was dead wrong. Kenzie suddenly reared back and drove the sole of boot straight into Viola’s face. The impact sent a sharp jolt through Kenzie's leg, but that only made her want more.

Another kick.

And another.

And another.

Each vicious stomp rattled the ropes, Viola’s head whipping back against the turnbuckles with every brutal strike. Kenzie’s body thrived off the violence, her grin widening with each sickening connection. The audience roared, some in horror, some in sheer bloodlust, but Kenzie barely heard them. She was lost in the rhythm, the art of breaking Viola apart, piece by piece. Then, just when the crowd thought the assault was over, Kenzie took a step back, licking her lips as she eyed her work. Viola’s head lolled, her body slumped, and that delicate little face of hers? A dazed masterpiece.

But Kenzie wasn’t done painting.

With a sudden burst of speed, she whipped around, sprinting to the opposite side of the ring, her boots pounding against the canvas as she rebounded off the ropes. The second she gained momentum, she launched herself forward like a missile, attempting to BLAST a monstrous kick across Viola’s face with a brutal running face wash!

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Viola slipped into a seated position, her body starting to limp at the moment, it starting to go numb, she could not mount any sort of defense or counterattack for what Kenzie was doing, her wrestling training did not tell her at all what to do in this situation, especially in a hardcore match.

And that would only be further proven as she received one kick right after another, the sole of Kenzie’s boot repeatedly bashing into the Princesses’ cheekbones. She was basically completely dazed.

All of a sudden, Viola could feel that Kenzie was running towards the opposite side of the ring, and coming right back at her, with not much of an option left to do.

Viola would just slip till she was completely flat on her back, hoping that her crumbling would make sure Kenzie’s boot would miss her before she would surely be knocked out.

[DropKix]

Kenzie was already tasting the moment before it even happened. The rush, the impact, the way her boot would smash into Viola’s delicate little face and leave her sprawled out in a ruin of herself. It was all so perfect—so inevitable—that she could already hear the satisfying crack before it even landed. But then...Nothing.

Her foot swung through empty air. No resistance. No bone-jarring collision. Instead, all she caught was a blur of movement beneath her as Viola’s body collapsed to the canvas, slipping out of the trajectory of her deathblow in the last possible second.

Kenzie stumbled, the sheer force of her own momentum carrying her too far forward. Her balance wavered, just slightly, but it was enough to send a jolt of frustration lancing through her veins. Her lips twisted. "Ohhhh, come on," she whined, snapping her head back toward the grounded princess with an irritated glare. "That was gonna be so pretty!" Kenzie hated when her art got ruined.

She whirled back around, her body humming with the restless need to rectify this. A wicked grin curled at the edges of her lips as she took in Viola’s sprawled form, chest rising and falling rapidly, body slack, still dazed from the barrage of boots. Her gaze flickered to the ropes. Without hesitation, she lunged toward them, gripping the top rope with both hands as she sprang onto the second, using it as a springboard to launch herself into the air.

"TIME TO WAKE UP, PRINCESS!" she cackled, twisting her body mid-flight, her knees tucking in just before she dropped, aiming to come crashing down across Viola’s chest with a brutal springboard double knee drop!

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Viola was barely conscious, but just conscious enough to know that Kenzie was very vocally upset with not being able to wash Viola’s face with her boot, and she knew her plan was going the way she wanted it to.

And luckily for Viola was even more aware when Kenzie started screaming before her opponent jumped up and attempted to hit her with a double knee drop.

With this awareness, Viola would attempt to roll out of the way, hoping the only thing that Kenzie’s knees would meet was ring mat.

[DropKix]

Kenzie’s sadistic cackle echoed in her ears as she soared through the air, her body twisting with wicked intent to crush Viola beneath her weight. But as Kenzie’s knees descended toward the soft canvas, the princess made her move.

But rather than the squishy thump of flesh meeting flesh, only the loud thud of Kenzie’s knees connecting with the mat could be heard reverberated through the arena. The impact rattled the ring, sending an electric pulse through the air, so close, yet not close enough. Kenzie’s breath caught, a brief moment of disbelief flashing across her face as her knees slammed into the unforgiving canvas, a dull ache blossoming in her joints.

The wicked grin that had been fixed on Kenzie’s face faltered, replaced by a flash of frustration. It didn’t last long, though, her hunger for destruction had only been momentarily tempered. She could feel the rage building again, that wild, unrelenting need to break the princess once and for all.

In the seconds that followed, Kenzie’s body remained sprawled across the mat, her knees locked in the painful aftershock of the missed attack. Her hands were still gripping the canvas, her body heaving as she tried to regain her balance, her legs shaking, ready to launch into the next attack. She couldn’t stand being outdone, outwitted. Not by someone so… fragile.

“EERGH! You little bitch…” Kenzie hissed under her breath, a dangerous edge to her voice. Her teeth gritted as she pushed herself up, her hands splayed on the mat as she struggled to get her bearings.

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Viola was starting to regain consciousness at this point, and with the fact that she managed to make Kenzie miss her devastating Knee Drop, that meant the purple haired princess had managed to make an opening for herself.

Viola slowly got up to her feet, now in an upright standing position, some parts of her body still covered in blood, she was ready to start taking this match back from Kenzie.

Viola would quickly run right up to Kenzie’s back, before attempting to wrap her arms around Kenzie’s waist.

She would then attempt to drop Kenzie right on her neck for a German Suplex, before bridging out for a pinfall attempt.

[DropKix]

Kenzie was on the verge of lunging at the stupid little princess who had interrupted her rampage in the ring, when she suddenly felt those slick, pale arms snake around her waist.

"What the f—!" she gasped, but the words never got a chance to finish. In a flash, the mat spun beneath her. Her feet were lifted clean off the ground, the breath torn violently from her lungs as Viola heaved her backward with a primal defiance Kenzie hadn’t expected. And then—CRACK.

Her body folded like a jackknife, the back of her neck and shoulders colliding with the canvas in a sickening, echoing thud. The ring trembled with the impact, her legs flipping overhead as the arch of the suplex locked her in tight. Kenzie’s eyes shot wide, her vision flickering like a busted neon sign, her mind momentarily rattled into a haze.

ONE!

Kenzie’s limbs twitched, her fingers clawing faintly at the mat. Her breaths came ragged and uneven, a tremor rolling through her legs.

TWO!

With a guttural shriek, Kenzie jerked her body sideways, kicking her legs out in a desperate, defiant thrust that snapped the pinfall just before the third slap of the mat. She spilled onto her side in a disheveled heap, her chest rising and falling with furious, shallow gasps. Her body was twitching, nerves still reeling from the suplex, her head swimming from the landing.

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Viola’s German Suplex ended in a perfect arch, one of the most beautiful german suplexes most audience members had ever seen, as Viola had a small smile on her face as it felt like she was the one making Kenzie feel the pain.

She held down on Kenzie’s shoulders as long as she could, but sadly Kenzie would eventually struggle and kick out of the german suplex, but Viola knew she had her reeling

Viola would get up to her feet and see a steel chair nearby showing exactly what she had to do.

Viola picked up the steel chair and walked over to Kenzie, before bringing the steel chair over her head, and attempting to slam it down on Kenzie’s back.

[DropKix]

Kenzie barely had time to drag in another breath, her chest rising in ragged little gasps, her body trembling from the suplex, when suddenly the shadows shifted above her.

"Ohohohh~ you’re gonna do it, aren’t you?" she murmured, voice slurred with something halfway between delirium and desire, her cheek pressed to the mat, eyes wide and sparkling. "Go on, pretty princess… crown me."

CRACK!

The chair exploded against her back with a jarring, sickening clang that echoed through the arena. Kenzie’s body arched grotesquely off the mat, her scream not sharp but deep and guttural, primal, the horrid sound being dragged out from the pit of her stomach. Her legs kicked reflexively, arms flailing before curling up tight around her own ribs, trying to hold herself together. Sweat flung off her skin in little droplets, mixing with blood and glitter in a glistening constellation across the mat. Her back was now a canvas of angry crimson welts, painted anew by steel with a deep, blooming bruise, dark and vicious.

She writhed, moaning low in her throat, not with sorrow, but with that same twisted, unnerving pleasure. Her teeth sank into her bottom lip, biting down hard enough to draw a fresh bead of blood that dribbled down her chin like syrup.

"Ohhh g-god, yes…!" she choked out, body spasming in aftershock. "You’re finally gettin’ it, sweetheart… You don’t beat me by playing nice. You gotta break me!" She taunted. Sure, Kenzie was hurting, and badly at that. But that sadistic grin? Still plastered across her lips like a mask.