Alice Gaster vs Lady Vic - Ghosts of the Past

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Alice smiled at Vic. Managing to snag a hold, even a simple one on the veteran was a small victory for her...that she planned to lead into more painful holds in order to swing the direction of the match in her direction...

...only for Vic to quite sneakily manage to twist herself, and grab Alice's head with her free arm, trapping the smaller Brit with another headlock!

"Mghhh!", she let out from the pressure of the hold, releasing the blonde's trapped arm, as they were back to where they were just 2 seconds earlier.

Alice's mind was racing once more. Another wristlock was out of the question now, especially since her foe would more than likely be wise to it, as well as it being more difficult to pull off with the headlock being fully stitched in. She managed to come up with a new counterstrategy fairly quickly, however. Pressing the sole of her boot against Victoria's calf, the Pale Rider tried to use her foe's own limb as leverage to try and get her head away from Vic's massive arms, in addition to causing a bit of pain to her rival's leg. If successful, she would try to grab hold of Vic's arm once more, and trap her in a painful Hammerlock!

[Luncha_Libre]

The exchange of holds was drawing the fans in, but Victoria couldn’t help but feel perturbed. Young Alice was holding her own quite well, and it had been a long time since Victoria had an opponent that she didn’t simply toss around the ring. The little hardcore brute had surprised the veteran with her grappling skill. What other surprises did she have?

Alice released Victoria’s arm, and the veteran only rewarded her by cranking on the headlock. Victoria tried to move Alice around the ring, wanting to see how the girl would react. However, Alice was already on the move, ready to keep the chain wrestling going- this time, by pressing into Victoria’s thick calf!

“Hnnngh!” Victoria grunted, wincing at the pain, and at her own grunt of weakness. In a flash, Alice was behind her, locking in a hammerlock. Victoria’s eyes went wide, seeing an impressive speed and focus on the part of Alice. The fans gave a collective “Oooh,” impressed. Something that made Victoria’s cheeks burn even hotter.

Driven by irritation and some jealousy, Victoria opted to push back against the hammerlock. Instead of trying to twist out or counter, Victoria shouldered backward, using her superior weight against Alice. If she could get her body moving back, she would push Alice all the way back into the ropes, trying to trap Alice between the ring ropes and her own thick, heavy frame!

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The week of harsh training with Clara was paying off and thensome. Alice was easily holding her own against Vic, managing to keep the veteran on the figurative ropes throughout the first minute of the encounter. It was hard for the Pale Rider to maintain a poker face as she countered the blonde veteran, letting out a smirk which a bit of the crowd saw, seeing Alice's expression as one of confidence than arrogance.

She kept cranking on Vic's arm, reaching with her other foot to try and push it into her rival's other calf, looking to ground Vic to the ground to fully assert her early dominance in the match...

...only for Vic's heavy frame to roughly push against Alice, the veteran standing up in an upright position and pushing the raven-haired Brit towards the ropes!

"Waaaah!", Alice let out a cry, right as she felt her back collide with the ropes...and the ref quickly approached the two to request a rope break from Alice.

With one final crank of the arm, Alice let go, and attempted to squeeze from between Victoria and the ropes...finding slight difficulty in the task as the heavyweight kept pushing her body into Alice...

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Victoria shifted all of her weight backward, in an effort to squish the younger woman between herself and the ropes. Victoria was scowling fiercely, unable to help but let frustration set in while she struggled against Alice. The younger woman was more than holding her own, which was absolutely galling to the veteran champion. Still, Victoria told herself, the real test was in how much Alice could hold on, as the match dragged on.

Victoria let her body sink into Alice as the ref approached them, demanding a release from the ropes. As she’d done so many times over the years, the Queen let her body lean into the ropes, building tension, trying to squish Alice with her weight while the referee threatened a five count.

“I have til five, you nonces!” Victoria shouted to the jeering fans, letting her broad shoulders settle across Alice’s face. However, Lady V knew that a five count would be coming eventually, and she couldn’t have that. When the veteran was satisfied that her curvaceous body had managed to grind enough of the fight out of Alice, she shifted forward and released the girl. Only to immediately spin around on her heel and deliver a hard slap right across Alice’s waiting face!

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The ref approached the 2...however, it was to reprimand Lady Vic, and not the woman who had the hold in just a second ago. Alice had to admit, having the veteran's heavyweight frame crushing her much, much smaller one against the tight ropes was very uncomfortable...and Vic was not making leaving the ropes any easier...

...and naturally, things would boil down to a 5 count, the referee demanding Vic release Alice immediately...which, naturally, the villainous veteran would ignore up until the very last second. No matter how much Alice growled, squirmed, shoved, or punched against Vic's frame, nothing was working up until the ref was about to scream for the critical 5th count.

After Vic took a step away to avoid getting disqualified, Alice would barely manage to keep her frame upright, her entire body hurting from being crushed by her foe...but being squished by a bigger woman was far from enough to take her out of the fight. Ref would try to confirm with Alice that she was ok to continue...

...but before Alice could give her answer, Vic would launch a vicious open handed slap to Alice's face!

The slap would leave a loud clapping sounds after it...so loud in fact that there were people away from the front row wincing at the attack. Alice would cringe, and her entire right side of the face would redden against the pale skin of the Pale Rider...

The look of surprised pain gave way to a smirk on the face of the smaller Brit: "Heh...I don't think this is the sort of thing you can win at with your slaps, grandma..."

With that, Alice would ball her right fist, before launching it straight at Vic's face for a vicious hook to her jaw!

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Sneer etched on her face the British Queen of Ladies’ Wrestling was starting to fully feel herself. Countering Alice’s hold by forcing her into the ropes, sniping at the referee, everything leading up to the disrespectful slap across Alice’s face was making the veteran feel young again. She could hear the jeers from the crowd at her disrespect, fans firmly getting behind Alice, and it felt like her heyday all over again.

Victoria admired her handiwork for a second, the slap echoing through the arena for a moment as the front row went quiet. Victoria’s eyebrows even raised when she saw the almost-perfect red handprint against Alice’s pretty young face, another mark for the old schooler. Victoria’s shoulders and bust heaved a little, as she chuckled. Victoria started to formulate a plan, reaching in, ready to pull Alice off the ropes. All while not realizing that Alice had plans of her own.

“I’ve got more in mind than slapping you around, l-UUGHN!” Victoria’s next snide remark died in her mouth, as Alive laid into her with a vicious hook! Victoria’s head snapped back, spittle flying from her mouth as the sudden impact left her reeling. Vic’s own fair skin reddened, and the veteran was left blinking back pain. Shocked, her jaw hung open for a moment, a look of indignant surprise on her face.

The crowd lit up as well, cheering as Victoria got some well-earned comeuppance. Victoria looked around at all of them for a second, before turning her gaze back to Alice. She seemed to loom over the younger woman a moment, before returning fire. Reaching out, Vicotria would place a firm hand on Alice’s shoulder, coming dangerously close to closing fingers on the younger woman’s neck, then driving down on her with a hard overhead elbow.

“You’re done grappling already, little one?” Victoria said, some edge to her voice. “Realize you couldn’t hang with the pros, so you’re ready to start brawling? Alright then, luv, let’s see some brawling, then!”

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Shutting up Vic right as the veteran was replying to her, as well as her subsequent look of shock at the attack, felt immensely satisfying to the Pale Rider, to the point where a smile unintentionally formed on her face as she squared off against her bigger opponent, her body language practically telling the blonde heavyweight to bring it.

Not quite knowing what to expect from Victoria, she held her arms close, to block a potential powerful strike from her veteran rival...only for Victoria to grab her at her shoulder, fingers reaching almost to the back of her neck...before she drove a vicious elbow right on the top of her head!

"GAGH!", she shouted in pain, visibly cringing as the sharp strike dug into her skull. Slightly dazed, Victoria was more than free to follow up her attack, holding Alice in place with her arm...meaning the Pale Rider had only one option in this situation, outbrawl Lady Vic.

And she would try to do so right away, trying to drive a powerful forearm to her foe's well-endowed chest before she followed up with her next strike!

[Luncha_Libre]

It seemed that the chain wrestling between the two British women had fallen off, and now things were escalating into the world of rough brawling. Victoria would, if she were honest with herself, have to admit that Alice was getting under her skin. The Pale Rider was proving a much more adept chain wrestler than the Queen would have anticipated, given her hardcore reputation. So instead, Victoria would resort to heading in for a bit of the rough stuff, herself.

As expected, Alice took the rough elbow to the face like a champ. Sure, she cried out, she reeled, and it made Lady Vic grin to see it. However, instead of getting rocked, or being taken off by the move, Alice fired back with a stiff forearm, right into the ample bust of Lady Vic!

“HHHNNGH!” Victoria grunted, her bust squishing beneath the force of the blow. Victoria winced, the attack smarting like hell, but likely not delivered with the full strength Alice could have brought if she hadn’t been trapped in close quarters.

“Take this, y’little slag!” Victoria snapped, shooting her leg up and forward, trying to squash some more of the fight out of Alice with a rough knee strike to the belly while the Pale Rider was trapped against the ropes.

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British wrestling is known for a ton of things. A ton of them were high-flying, flippy cruiserweights, others were hold-heavy technicians...

...and the way Alice and Vic were fighting right now reminded the audience world-wide another common style in the UK: their tough as nails brawling. And while Alice wasn't a stranger to former styles, the latter is where she truly shined, in taking the hits, as well as dishing them out. The elbow strike did take a lot out of her, but not enough to take the Pale Rider off her feet, allowing her to counter attack with a forearm to her foe's chest to blow the wind out of her lungs!

Still, the strike was impacted by the sharp elbow to her head, Alice unable to draw her full strength against Vic at the moment...nor did she have anywhere to escape to, cornered as she was against the ropes...easily allowing the veteran to deliver a counter strike of her own, bringing her leg forward and driving her knee straight into Alice's gut!

"GRAAAAAAAAAAGH!", the smaller Brit screamed, doubling over and coughing all the air out of her lungs, dropping on her feet in front of the British veteran!

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Going blow for blow with the younger girl wasn’t Victoria’s favorite plan, so she went all in on power shots. If she could keep rocking the girl’s body with hard hits, she could hopefully shock her enough to keep an upper hand. Of course, how well that would work on someone renowned for their death match prowess, remained to be seen …

“Hah!” Lady Vic gasped out, watching her drop to a counterstrike that seemed to rock Alice’s body. Keeping the girl trapped against the ropes had been a good strategy, despite the referee’s increasing demands to get back in the ring, proper. All protests Victoria had heard a million times from a million referees, and she had never once cared about them.

Instead, Victoria doubled down. With a cruel grin, Victoria grabbed the top rope with both hands, and drove a boot into Alice’s body, using the ropes as leverage to bring her considerable weight down hard on the girl, trying to grind her beneath her boot! The ref began shouting, as did the fans, all jeering as Victoria threw out the rulebook in taking the fight to the younger woman!