Chelsea Forster vs. Raquel Masters

[Highfly]

Raquel connected with the kick, smiling as Chelsea hobbled backward. Raquel gave chase running and moving straight at Chelsea, this time extending her arm to try to clothesline the woman as she hobbled away from the ropes! Raquel was not taking chances, trying to keep Chelsea on the defensive.

Raquel wanted to reverse her losing trend, as a couple of her last matches left her very bad off complete with being checked out by medical and advised tontske a few weeks between matches. Raquel was back, healthy and ready to go from the looks of things so far.

[CaptainL]

Chelsea's arrogance had cost her a shot at Raquel, and now she was feeling the consequences, as Raquel was closing in on her staggered foe. Still winded from taking a blow straight to the jaw, Chelsea was open - and she was right in the path of the clothesline that Raquel sent at her now, sweeping her off her feet and dropping her to the ground! She landed with a thud before rolling onto her back, letting out a low groan. In her mind, she was already formulating a plan for how she was going to get back at Raquel for this. But right now, she couldn't do much in that regard.

[Highfly]

"Yeah! That is how it is done!" Raquel shouted before bending down to pull Chelsea up by the arm. Raquel bent down, grabbing Chelsea around the waist once she was back up on her feet. Raquel widened her legs and tightened her grip on Chelsea as she tried to lift up and bend back to plant Chelsea to the canvas once more with a northern lights suplex! Raquel would keep her back bridged, holding Chelsea down as the referee slid in to place to kick off a pin count!

"ONE!"

[CaptainL]

As she tried to shake herself back to her senses, coughing and sputtering, Chelsea would suddenly find herself raised off the mat as Raquel grabbed her around the waist and dragged her upwards. She was about to get in some snide quip about how she didn't need the help, but Raquel was already on the warpath, as it was now her turn to go for a hard-hitting move early into the match, slamming Chelsea down into a pin with a northern lights suplex! The blonde's eyes went wide as she saw the ref draw near, but she had to admit that Raquel's attempt at gaining the edge quickly was proving more effective than her own. Her own hubris had allowed Raquel to counter her attempt for an early finish, and now she had struck back with one of her own!

Chelsea, however, wouldn't have that. Before the count of two, she kicked out of the pin, going to push herself back to her feet after shaking Raquel off. Flicking a strand of hair out of her face and leaning in with her hands on her hips, Chelsea narrowed her eyes in a glare. "Arright, now I'm really devoed!"

[Highfly]

"Whatever you say lady." Raquel answered back as Chelsea got back up. Raquel moved in again, this time trying to swing her leg up, aiming a swift mid-kick at the abdomen of Chelsea! Raquel was doing her best to try to soften up Chelsea but this woman was full of fire along with a nasty streak.

Chelsea was indeed proving to be a tough challenge. Raquel could only hope her strikes and suplexes could carry the day!

[CaptainL]

After getting back up, Chelsea was back and ready to go - and more than that, she was fueled by an even stronger desire to see Raquel humbled. Nobody got that sort of edge over her in her book! Grumbling, the blonde got into a stance, watching as Raquel went for a kick at her stomach. But this time, she would be ready!

"Hah! Ye missed!" Hopping to the side, Chelsea moved to dodge the blow. If she could do so, her next move then would be to grab for Raquel's extended leg, taking hold of it to try and hurl her back to the mat!

[Highfly]

Raquel underestimated Chelsea and she realized she was about to pay for that! Shaking her head she was flung hard to the mat, the dragon screw sending her crashing in a heap on her side! Raquel was scrambling as she tried to get up to her feet, realizing that Chelsea now had the initiative!

[CaptainL]

Chelsea grinned to herself now, confident that she had taken the odds back into her favor now that she had thrown Raquel off her feet with a swift jerk to the side. She didn't let go of her leg, though - now that she had her where she wanted her, the Englishwoman wasn't about to give up the position!

"Oh no ye don't! Yer not goin' anywhuz, like," she shouted back at Raquel, giving another sharp jerk back at her leg as she attempted to rise in order to bring her back down. Then, Chelsea leaned forward, still putting pressure on the joint, to transition into an ankle lock!

[Highfly]

"Oomph! Aaaarrrrreggggghhhhhhh!" Raquel howled as Chelsea pounced, going right at the ankle of Raquel! Raquel screamed and thrashed about, clearly in a lot of pain as she was stuck in the hold!

Raquel began to feverishly kick back at Chelsea with her free leg, trying to hammer away at the woman with her kicks. Raquel knew if her legs took too much punishment that she would be done for as her offense would be incredibly limited!

[CaptainL]

Now that Chelsea had Raquel caught by the leg, she was hardly about to relinquish her position any time soon. In fact, she only doubled down on the opportunity to punish her opponent - the cries of pain Raquel was letting out, after all, told Chelsea whatever she was doing was working! "W'as 'dat? Ye want more o'dat, do ye, like? Well, ye got it!" she taunted, pulling back even harder to inflict more pressure on her opponent's ankle.

Raquel was doing her best to fight back, though, and her kicks were flying. By the odds alone, with how many blows she fired off it was no surprise she would hit Chelsea at some point - and sure enough, she landed a blow in the blonde's side, causing her to stumble backwards with a groan.

Chelsea was shaken off of her hold, but she wasn't done yet. She still had more in store for Raquel - as she threw herself back against the ropes, hoping to charge forward and hit Raquel with a knee to the head as she was rising!