Jessica Wright vs. "Hyper Cat" Kitty Page

[LtLukas]

Jessica was feeling it. Well, really, she was feeling everything. How much fatigue this match had caused her, how much energy she had expended so far. The pain in her head. The pain in her body. And now she was looking up at the lights, trying to pull herself together to get back into this match. Her opponent had disappeared from Jessica's field of vision. She knew that Kitty would not be gone for long.

And sure enough, she came roaring back. But Jessica was in now position to do much about it. She let out a loud "Oof!" as the meteor collided with her body.

[Faeron]

Kitty felt her back collide against Jessica's body with great success. The taller woman was stunned and Kitty in the best possible position available to finish the job. Pointing her index finger towards the sky, Kitty let out a cry as she moved towards the closest turnbuckle with lumbering steps. As she stepped onto the apron, she took a moment to favor her lower back as she winced in pain before starting the climb towards the top with the intent to deliver a Shooting Star Press.

[LtLukas]

Jessica was reeling, and she knew it. The window through which she could fling herself and claim victory in this match was closing second by second, and Jessica needed to figure out a way out of this in haste. The pain coursing through her body slowed her progress up, and Jessica rolled on her back. She was wincing as she tried to sit up even a little bit, to find her opponent climbing up the ropes.

The Violent Violet tried not to smile. It was okay if she didn't get all the way up. She had a plan.

[Faeron]

Kitty shook away the pain gained from this physical match-up. Jessica was on her back and the Kitty was at the top of the world. She slowly stood up, arms raised as if feeding off the energy of the crowd. With a swing of her arms, Kitty leaped off the top turnbuckle, her body arching into the Shooting Star Press.

[LtLukas]

Jessica curled her legs back. She wanted them to be at full power when they hit. Like Achilles of old, drawing a great bow back to launch an arrow across a battlefield, Jessica was pure potential, pure malice. There was a reason that she did not come off the turnbuckle that often. Flying through the air, a woman was just so vulnerable.

She timed it as if she were a musician. Just when Kitty started descending Jessica shot her legs upwards at her opponent. They came with the speed and seriousness of an ICBM sent forth from the bowels of the earth.

[Faeron]

Kitty never saw it coming. Expecting to land on Jessica's abdomen, Kitty instead felt her opponents boot dig into her's instead and felt them sink into her stomach from the forward momentum. Kitty gasped in pain and fell onto her side as the Shooting Star Press was denied, holding her injured stomach and was left vulnerable to whatever Jessica had in mind.

[LtLukas]

Jessica felt it. Her foot slamming against the woman's stomach. The sudden exhale. The shockwave that shot down her leg due to the raw power of the blow. The Violent Violet loved it, but she could not rest her and soak in the moment for long. With one stroke, she had opened a window of opportunity and would not suffer to see it closed without her escalating the violence dramatically.

She quickly scrambled over and attempted to lift Kitty from the floor. Jessica was going for a quick belly to belly suplex to soften her feline opponent up for the big moves coming next.

[Faeron]

Kitty was still reeling from the counter before feeling herself get forced onto her feet. Jessica's arms wrapped around her slim waist and Kitty found herself force into the air before being driven down onto the canvas.

[LtLukas]

Jessica had barely even finished hammering her opponent down to the mat when she moved into action again. The Violent Violet rose from the canvas quickly and loomed over her opponent for a mere half second before she transitioned back into offense. It was just that she needed a second to think of what she wanted to do, and it only took a count or two.

She grabbed Kitty and hauled her up. Jessica tucked Kitty's head under her arm pit. From there, she would grab at the hem of Kitty's bottoms and lift her up into the air, vertically. She was going for a delayed vertical suplex, or a Fujita Five as she called it. And when she came down, she came with the force of a tornado.

[Faeron]

Kitty barely had the time to recover before Jessica was on top of her again. Lifting the masked wrestler to her feet, Kitty was hoisted into the air for what seemed like an eternity before being driven down. The force of the suplex sapped whatever strength Kitty had left as she was planted onto the mat, barely moving.