[Hell-Bound Train Match] Astrid Arvidsson (c) vs Piper Sherwood for the LAW World Openweight Championship

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It seemed that nothing would protect the contender from the righteous wrath of the Golden Dragon. Astrid's fingers closed around her opponent's throat and a moment later she lifted Piper off the floor. While the American woman's legs were dangling in the air, the champion turned to the side and prepared to throw Piper to the floor. However... she didn't know that her opponent had an ace up her sleeve, or rather behind her back.

Piper waved her hand like lightning, and then the sound of glass shattering reverberated through the car. Astrid's reaction was enough to see an empty bottle in the other blonde's hand, the same bottle that the descendant of the great Vikings had emptied not so long ago. But her reaction wasn't enough to prevent the contender from smashing that bottle over her head.

“AAAAAAHHHH!!!!”

Astrid let go of Piper's throat and staggered. It wasn't just painful, it literally caused a white haze in front of her eyes. In the movies, after such shit the character usually loses consciousness and, unfortunately, it wasn't a joke. The Golden Dragon used all her strength to stay conscious, but she still fell to one knee.

“Fuck...” she muttered with pain in her voice.

She felt something strange. Something on the right side of her head. Something warm. Something slowly flowing down. Astrid raised her shaking right hand and touched her right cheek. When she looked at her fingers, even blurred vision did not prevent her from seeing a distinct red color. Her fingers were covered in blood flowing from the wound on her head.

“You fucking bitc...” she croaked.

But she didn't have time to finish because Piper kicked her somewhere in the chest area, causing the Golden Dragon to fall to the floor. Breathing heavily, the Norwegian woman heard fast retreating footsteps, it seems the contender decided to escape again. Damn. At that moment, Astrid had no desire to get to her feet, but her instincts told her that she had to do it because giving Piper time to prepare was an unacceptable luxury for her.

“Ggguummm...”

Gritting her teeth, Astrid put her palms on the floor and pushed off, thereby getting to her feet. As if drunk, she was staggering from side to side, which forced her to press her shoulder against the bar counter. She closed her eyes for a second and forced herself to take a deep breath. It didn't improve her condition in any way, but it helped her collect her thoughts. Still staggering from side to side, she followed her rival into the next car, leaving behind drops of blood that continued to flow down her face.

[Bare]

Piper was hustling as fast and as far as she could in her less than spectacular state at the hands of Astrid's beat down just moments ago. Even if she had taken less overall hits over the course of this bout she had almost as much, if not more damage from the sheer difference in power between herself and Astrid. Something the smaller blonde was painfully aware of and desperate to try and do something to enable her to damage Astrid enough to keep her down once the train made its stop.

Thankfully she managed to enter the next compartment before Astrid could give a proper chase, giving the challenger precious moments to consider her next move. Looking around this seemed to be a more basic seating car but with a theme to it since rather than full lights there were instead black lights, casting an ominous purple hue over the train car with various neon decorations strung and hung up around it.

Looking around desperately Piper would smile as she looked up and noticed a long metal pole above the main walk way where the other support rails were connected too. Reaching up and unhooking one of her two hair extension braids Piper would then leap up onto one of the seats before jumping onto the top rail. Looping her braid over it while also bringing her legs up and hooking them over it as well to keep herself up and hidden, thanks partially to the dark colored car.

Now all that was left was to wait... Because the moment Astrid came in and passed underneath the challenger, Piper would descend down, using her braid looped over the rail to hang steadily while snapping her legs shut around Astrid's head for a figure four head scissor, trying to use her make shift rope to keep the two in place as she squeezed on the Champions skull! "Trick or treat bitch!" Piper would yell if successful with her ambush!

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If Astrid remembered the order of the carriages correctly, then the restaurant carriage should be next. An enclosed space, most of which consists of wooden tables and chairs, as well as countless porcelain dishes. In her current state, this was the last place the Golden Dragon wanted to be, but unfortunately, she simply had no choice.

Trying not to lose her concentration due to the wound on her head and severe dizziness, the descendant of the great Vikings entered the next carriage. Oh, it wasn't a restaurant car. At first, Astrid didn't even realize where exactly she was, she even had to blink a few times to make sure that the darkness in front of her eyes was the fault of the poor lighting, and not the fault of her head injury.

She seemed to have made a mistake with the order of the carriages after all, but that was the last thing she had to worry about. The Golden Dragon hadn't seen her opponent anywhere, which clearly hinted that she should be waiting for another trick. The champion took a cautious step forward, and then another, but before she could take a third step, two pythons wrapped around her neck.

“GUACK!!" She made a strangled cry of surprise when she heard her rival's voice.

It took her a moment to realize that those pythons were Piper's legs. In another situation, Astrid probably wondered how this bitch managed to do this, but now she didn't have time for that. The champion could barely breathe because of the pressure on her neck, so she did the only thing that seemed logical to her in this situation. Sparing no effort, she began pounding Piper's legs with her fists, trying to inflict as much damage as possible on her thighs in the hope that the contender would not be able to withstand this pain and this would force her to let go of the Golden Dragon.

[Bare]

Piper's ambush was as successful as could be. The lighter blonde's legs snapping shut around Astrid's head in a tight and vicious suspended head scissors that would keep Astrid stuck as she choked and squeezed the woman's skull and neck between her thighs!

Smirking as she squeezed and choked the champion Piper felt as if she had the ultimate advantage at this point with the potential to choke the woman out between her legs! Unfortunately however Astrid was more than a bit prepared to try and start fighting back against the smaller blonde, punching and smacking her thighs!

"Ngh! Agh!" Piper cried out loudly in pain from each hit and impact, her thighs aching and throbbing from each blow! 'Dammit!' Piper thought to herself, knowing that this position would be difficult to maintain for much longer.

Gritting her teeth together Piper would let go of the brain and throw herself backwards, trying to take Astrid off her feet and down to the floor with a poison Rana!

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Time was not on her side, Astrid was well aware of this. She still hasn't recovered from that nasty bottle blow to the head, and now she's lost the ability to breathe. Considering these circumstances, the Golden Dragon had no doubt that she had no more than a minute before she would lose consciousness, so she definitely had to hurry.

Sparing no effort, the descendant of the great Vikings unleashed a flurry of blows on Piper's legs. And although the contender's legs were strong enough, the American woman screamed painfully every time Astrid's fists came into contact with her skin. This gave the champion a reason to redouble her efforts. Even if she has to break her opponent's bones, she will do it.

The grip on her neck began to weaken, and after a dozen of blows Astrid was even able to take a breath. And her first thought was that she was on the right track. A few more strikes and Piper would have no other choice. She would let go of the Golden Dragon and then she would have to start praying because Astrid intended to literally grind her rival to powder. But…

“What the... wwwaaaahhhh!!!”

Suddenly, Astrid felt the ground give way beneath her feet. The whole world turned upside down for her at that moment, because despite the pain in her legs Piper gathered her strength and took advantage of Astrid's weakened state. Leaning back sharply, she forced the champion to flip in the air, and then…

BAM!!!

The blonde's head crashed into the floor with such force that her body did another flip. Astrid's back pressed against the door between the carriages, as a result of which she involuntarily found herself in a sitting position. However, she didn't know about it because after Piper's move Astrid was somewhere between the real world and the world of dreams. The wound on her head opened with renewed vigor and due to the fact that her head was slightly tilted to the side, large drops of blood were dripping onto the floor.

[Bare]

Well that didn't go exactly as Piper had planned, but it was good enough. Ideally she would have koed the champion then and there, choking her out between her thighs from a position that the woman couldn't easily reach her. Unfortunately however the bigger blonde was still able to reach her legs, bashing and battering them relentlessly and forcing the smaller woman to loosen her hold and ultimately would have made her release it all together.

Fortunately however she was able to make lemonade from the lemon that was this situation. Tightening her legs just enough to control Astrid's head as Piper threw herself backwards and pulled the champion along with her, spiking the Viking's descendant with a poisonrana! Sitting up after sending the champion sprawling Piper would turn to see where Astrid had landed, seated right up against the door to the next car, looking decidedly stunned.

"Heh.. hehe... That's what you get." Piper breathed out as she pushed herself up, the damage accumulation of the match starting to get to her but she pushed through it. Astrid was down and maybe out, she just had to figure a way to put her down for good! Walking towards the downed woman Piper would lift her leg up and press her foot against Astrid's face, digging her heel into the woman's face as she looked through the window into the next car, seeing it was a much better lit dining car.

'Alright then.' Piper thought to herself before taking her foot off Astrid's face and opening the door, but reaching down to grab the bigger blonde's hair before she could fall down. "Ugh! Up you go." Piper grunted out as she aimed to drag the woman to a standing position, even grabbing her arm to wrap around her shoulders to help hold the larger woman up.

"Come on champ... Let me treat you to a final meal as champ." Piper said and once they got to a table Piper would try and push Astrid's arm off while pushing her down by the back of her head to slam Astrid's face into it, right into a plate of halloween cookies by the looks of it! "Go ahead! Have a final sweet treat on me!" Piper said with glee, leaning against Astrid's back while pulling on the woman's arm for a make shift arm bar on the woman!

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Despite the fact that Astrid did not completely lose consciousness, it took her a few moments for her mind to start functioning more or less normally again. The first thing the champion felt was an indescribable headache. The pain reminded her of what happened a few seconds ago. Recalling this, the Golden Dragon couldn't help but groan, filled with pain and annoyance.

When she tried to open her eyes, the picture in front of her was damn blurry and it wasn't the lack of light in this carriage. Instead of Piper, she saw only her silhouette, but that didn't stop her from feeling that in the next second, the contender pressed her foot against the face of the descendant of the great Vikings.

“Uuggrrr!!" Astrid blurted out. “You fucking whore!..”

Astrid usually did not stoop to direct insults during the match, trying to maintain her composure even despite her more than fiery temperament. But for Piper, she was willing to make an exception. The Golden Dragon might have known in advance that this match would be tough, but she didn't even realize that her opponent would take her rightful place next to Emaline, judging by the amount of hatred from Astrid.

When Piper grabbed her by the hair, Astrid clung to the contender's hands, but unfortunately, she was in too bad a condition to put up a decent fight. The other blonde dragged the Golden Dragon into the next car, which turned out to be a dining one. Astrid's vision was still blurry, but she could make out numerous tables and chairs.

They stopped at the nearest table because the contender passionately wanted to treat Astrid to cookies. Holding the Golden Dragon's arm, she pointed the Norwegian woman's face downwards, smashing it into a plate of cookies. Moreover, pressing against the champion's back, she began to twist Astrid's arm at an unnatural angle.

“Gggmmmhhmm!!!!!!” Sounded an indistinct painful groan.

Astrid put her free hand on the table, but realized quickly enough that it would be catastrophically difficult for her to overpower her opponent and an attempt to push off from the table would lead to nothing. The cookies scratched the skin of her face painfully as hell, which made her start moving her hand around the table in an attempt to grab something. Whether it was luck or not, Astrid grabbed a fork. In any other match, she would have tried to find another way out, but now her conscience was sleeping soundly. With a wave of her right arm, Astrid intended to stick this fork into Piper's left shoulder to force the contender to let go of her.

[Bare]

Piper smirked deviously as she successfully forced the champions face into the plate of cookies, a no doubt less than pleasant place for anyone, but especially when you're arm was being wrenched backwards at a painful angle that could be threatening a break or strain. At least if Piper went all the way back with it or held it for as long as she wanted too.

But fortunately for the champion she would manage to find a way out of it relatively quickly. Because the smaller woman was so intent on damage Astrid's arm and holding her down Piper was completely blind to Astrid grabbing a fork off the table and lifting it up, driving into the smaller woman's shoulder with a rather vicious stabbing attack that seemed more akin to a legitimate horror movie than this Halloween themed match!

"Gyahhhhhhhhh!" Piper screamed out in agony, immediately recoiling away from Astrid, her hand going up to the fork in her arm and yanking it away before recklessly tossing it at Astrid's body, not caring if she hit her or not, just needing some form of outlet for the pain she was feeling. Stumbling back until she hit a table the blonde would wince and glare at her opponent.

"Damn you... can't you just stay down!?" Piper screamed, turning to see silverware behind her, reaching around grabbing a plate before hurling it at Astrid! "Stay! The! Fuck! Down!" Piper screamed, hurling another plate, or glass, or utensil to punctuate each word, whatever she could get her hands on to unleash towards her opponent!

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Damn. It wasn't very noble of Astrid, but at least it wasn't a low blow or anything like that. In any case, the most important thing was that the fork she stuck into her opponent's shoulder became an impressive argument, forcing Piper to let go of the champion and stagger back a few steps.

“Ghh...ghh...” even now, a hint of pain could be heard in every breath of the Golden Dragon.

Pushing up from the table, she took an upright position, at the same time feeling a spasm in her left arm. Even though she managed to stop the contender, her arm still took a significant amount of damage. Right now, most of her body, including her face, was covered in bruises and wounds. With heavy breathing, the descendant of the great Vikings turned her head towards her rival.

Just in time, because at the same second Piper took the fork out of her shoulder and threw it at Astrid's head. Throwing her hands up, the champion defended herself from the bloody object, but the contender did not stop there. There was a table behind Piper, from which she began grabbing any objects she could lay her hands on.

First, a plate flew at Astrid, which broke on her forearms, which made her hiss. The other blonde hurled curses at the Golden Dragon, while not forgetting to back up the words of the deeds. Next at the champion flew a glass, and this time it was much more painful because the sharp glass cut her skin.

“I'm going to fucking kill you...” the Norwegian woman muttered furiously.

Before Piper could throw the next object, Astrid grabbed the tablecloth from the table where her opponent had recently tortured her, and then took a sharp step forward, simultaneously throwing the crumpled tablecloth at the challenger's head. Of course, it wouldn't have done any damage to her, but Astrid's goal was different. The Golden Dragon just wanted to distract the contender and disappear from Piper's field of vision for at least a second. And as soon as her opponent throws the tablecloth aside, she will find the champion pushing off the floor with force and leaping forward in order to pierce Piper's stomach with a powerful spear to knock her down on the table behind her!

[Bare]

'Shit! Shit! Shit!' Piper thought to herself as panic and rage simultaneously grew inside her while Astrid continued to rise. Naturally the smaller blonde did everything she could to keep the woman from doing so or at least at bay by throwing everything within her reach at the Viking Descendant but even as some of the objects made solid contact it seemed to do nothing! 'Damn it! Is this what those bitches in horror movies feel?!' Piper thought to herself as she desperately flung another plate at Astrid hoping against hope that it would smack her in the head just right to knock her out. Hearing the woman's declaration to kill her only furthered this panic, only overrode by Piper's fury that she couldn't put the champion down.

"Not if I kill you first!" Piper snarled right back, refusing to lose face before the monstrous woman before her who then suddenly flung a table cloth at her! "What!?" Piper shrieked, swiping her hands to the side to knock the table cloth away but it was too late. Those precious few seconds were enough for Astrid to come flying in driving her shoulder square into the blonde's gut! "GUAH!" Piper gasped out loudly in pain, the wind blasted from her stomach as she was lifted off her feet flung back onto the table she had been grabbing ammunition from and naturally smashing right through it and to the floor below, laying in a mess of wooden splinters, remaining table wear and spilled drinks.