Deathmatch: Alice GASTER vs Adriana Scarlett

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Alice would slowly start to recover from Adriana's earlier onslaught, feeling her brain inject some adrenaline into her body as it sensed fear and excitement from the Pale Rider from this match...

As she sat up, however, she felt a hard metal strike her at her head!

"AGGGHHHHF...What the fu---?", Alice would swear as she rubbed her head, seeing a bent metal can to her right...

"W-WATCH WHERE YOU THROW YOU CRAP YOU FREAKING CUNT!", she screamed at Adriana as she slid the lid of the can into the ring, Alice rising to her feet to fight back against the sinister Italian!

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Adriana would start to circle her opponent as soon as she was back in the ring and saw that the other woman was back to her feet as well. She would look at the other woman with a twisted smile on her face. “oh did it hit you… I am soooooooooo sorry!” would she say. The Italian woman was trying to suddenly jump forwards. She would lean down a bit to grab the metal can with both of her hands. She would then in one swift movement throw the can upwards towards her opponent, hopping that the other woman would react fast enough to catch it.
Because right after the throwing part, Adriana would jump back up into the air as high as she could, pulling her legs in front of her body and her knees up to her chest. In the next moment she would throw the legs away from herself to dropkick the can that was right in front of her opponent with all she got.

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"I'll make you fucking sorry...I'll make you cry your apolo---ah!"

Alice managed to react in time, catching the metal can Adriana threw her way...but she quickly realized that this was a trick! Her body, sadly, reacted on it's own to stop the can from colliding with her face, leaving the Pale Rider no time to react to the Italian's dropkick, as she rammed her feet into the trash can, as it scrunched into a sheet as the momentum carried over into Alice's skull!

"GRAAAAGH! FUCK!", the Pale Rider cursed as she dropped on her rear, dropping the can and rubbing her hurt, bloody head at the sore spot...

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Adriana would lay on the floor groaning in pain a little bit. She would turn her upper body to the side and slowly moved her hand onto her back. She would press it onto the spot where she was stroke before with the steal chair. That was still hurting. Slowly but surly the Italian woman would get back to her knees starting to crawl over to the other woman. She was far from done, letting her rage out onto her. Instead Adriana would get over her opponent with a twisted smile on her face.

With both of her hands Adriana would reach out, going straight to the face of her opponent. She would press her fingernails right into the bleeding wound of her opponent, with no regards of her opponent, she would press them in as much as she could before trying to drag them apart even more, showing the other girl what real crazy looked like. All the while Adriana would smile down to her opponent with this twisted look on her face.

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Alice groaned in pain. Her head was taking too many hits...way more than she had been expecting. Taking hits on her back, or having her limbs stretched at the breaking point was one thing...but getting struck into the skull too many times made her feel as if she were underwater...made her feel as if everything was spinning around her, while she was the one standing still...

This time, almost everything was spinning...except for one thing...or rather, person. Adriana would approach her, smiling the most sadistic of smiles at the Brit:

"What...uggggh...the fuck are you smi----GRYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"

Adriana dug her nails straight into Alice's busted spot. If adrenaline earlier almost woke her up, the pain from having the cut at her busted forehead dug into would wake the Brit up completely. Crying out in hellish pain, she would sink her nails into Adriana's arm, scratching, clawing and beating at her limb as she tried to pull it away from her head in panic!

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The Italian woman would keep up the digging into the wound of her opponent as long as she could, while smiling down to her opponent. Her own fingers and hands would soon have blood spilt all over it and she would pull her hands back. Looking at her hands for a few moments Adriana would shake her head and smirk. “oh come one alice… look what a mess you made here!” would the Italian woman say before starting to clean her bloody hands on the grey top of her opponent, whipping most of the blood onto it. She would smile while doing so. Afterwards Adriana would slowly stand up and walk towards the ringside with the heart camera. She would stare right into it and would then scream out.
“HEY GASTER! Is this your guardian angel?”, Adriana would point with her hand backwards to her opponent. “Is that really how you do things, send other people out to protect you and then you let them take the beating for you?”

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Clara was backstage...but not in the same locker room where she saw her sister go into the brutal match against the villainous Italian. No...right after the match began, she was lead to a separate locker room meant just for her, given that she was main eventing tonight...

Her private locker room was...smaller than she anticipated, but it was cozy nonetheless. And, naturally, a TV was provided for the Brit to watch the PPV as it was unfolding. As she tried calming her nerves, she watched her sister's deathmatch...

...and a few minutes into it, realized what a mistake that was.

Adriana was mercilessly torturing her sister, literally digging her claws into Alice's busted open wound, as the Pale Rider let out an agonizing shriek...right before the bloody Italian turned to the camera and addressed the Shadow Lord.

At that point, the angry Clara grabbed and put on her mask, and, still unchanged for the match, attempted to get past the security guards at the entrance of the locker room...

...only for them to stop her:

"We can't let anything happen to you prior to the main event..."

"I...I swear, nothing will happen...

"Orders from the top, Ms. GASTER. My apologies...", the security guard said, turning his attention to his phone that was streaming the PPV.

"Ugh..."

Clara went back in, and continued watching, still worrying for her sister's health.

And, as she turned towards the TV...she saw Alice had already risen behind Adriana.

The Pale Rider was holding her dripping wound, her entire attire stained with her own blood...but she was still prepared to fight.

Grabbing Adriana from behind by her hair, Alice would ram her forehead straight into the back of the Italian's skull for a Reverse Headbutt!

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Adriana was about to breathe in deeply to scream again at the camera when she suddenly felt something grabbing her hair from behind. She would rip her eyes wide open in shock making a strange face into the camera before she was suddenly pulled pulled backwards roughly. She wasn´t able to react in time and do anything about it so her opponent would yank her back and headbutt her so hard that Adriana would scream out loudly. Her head would snap forwards before she would stumble forwards as well and fall into the ropes in front of her, her chest pressing against the top rope and her head laying over it.

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Clara continued watching the match with her hands over her mouth. She hated deathmatches...and did not understand whatsoever how Alice could like them. She fell in love with the concept for just a couple of months when they were apart when the two started working in their first ever promotion...and although she was a very rough person before, the hardcore side of wrestling opened a sadistic side in her sister she was uncomfortable seeing.

An example of that was just now, as Alice, with her head busted open, rammed her forehead into her foe's skull, driving her forward onto the ropes...and barely reacting to the hellish pain from the headbutt.

As Adriana was dazed by the attack, the Brit would see the table she got out earlier in the ring...with a zipped up little bag on top of it. Grabbing it, she would unzip it, and unload it's contents onto the floor:

Thumbtacks.

Dozens and hundreds of them, on the floor.

Once the bag was empty, there was a nice little bed of them to slam someone right onto them.

And she knew just the gal for that, approaching the Italian villainess, and grabbing her by her hair, dragging her towards the thumbtacks, wrapping her arm around her head in an inverted facelock...

...and driving the top of it right into the thumbtacks with a vicious Reverse DDT, determined to make the Italian bleed.

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Adriana would need a few moments to recover. This was too much time and this little slut alice was able to get the best out this time preparing a trap for Adriana. The Italian woman wouldn´t even realize what was going on when her head was grabbed from behind and she was pulled backwards a little bit. Her opponent would be pulling her into a strong backwards bend position, although the Italian was trying to struggle and fight back she couldn´t get out. She though that her opponent would try to break her back right now, but it seemed like Alice was out to break the spirit and sanity of Adriana first. Suddenly the Italian woman was dropped downwards onto the floor and her head would smash backwards into the ground, a bump like she too many before already. It wasn´t making t any less painful, and Adriana was making it hearable how much it did hurt. She would scream from the impact.
Only afterwards she would realize that something was off, some cutting pain in the back of her head and some liquid running down the back of her head. She would reach backwards and touch the warm liquid there. When she looked at her hand she would realize what was going on… she was bleeding, not too badly but she was bleeding… slowly Adriana would lift her hand up to the back of her head to touch a spot where she was feeling the sharp pain, only to feel something cold and metallic there. Slowly she would pull out the thing from her skin and put it in front of her head to realize it was a thumbtack… Adriana would stare at it for a moment, before she would scream out in shock, for a few moments unable to process this.