Serray vs Heather - Return to Hardcore

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Heather rolled just a little with her releasing the scissor hold, seeing Serray fighting to regain her breathing after the end of the hold. She sticks her tongue out just a bit, glad to see that she had done a good amount of damage to the girl at least--a nice start to really get into things it seemed. She stretches her legs out just a little, pushing out the soreness from her squeezing strain before nodding her head.

"Mnh--Don't have to tell me!" She let out, getting her arms up in the ready. She steadily moved in towards her with her approach, narrowing her eyes, trying to be careful with it. She attempted to reach out for her arm, yanking at it a little, trying to pull her right in and leap up a bit, wanting to collide her leg with her head in a leg lariat!

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Serray was panting really hard from the scissor hold, as she hated the feeling of being in a submission hold with nowhere she could seemingly go, and her inner since of panic overtaking her. Serray wanted to get back to an upright position as soon as possible, as it was the only way she felt like she could calm herself down after that.

She managed to get herself back up, only to be met with Heather's leg crashing straight into her face. "AAGH!" Serray yelped, as she was knocked back down to the mat in a heap, laid flat on her back.

Heather had the advantage on her, and she had no idea what to do.

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Heather smirks quite a bit as she was able to connect with her leg lariat, taking Serray down hard onto her back, a little huff coming from Heather's mouth from the impact. She landed on her back as well, scrambling quickly back to her knees and then her feet, looking at the girl who was out on her back. Heather had to take quick advantage--and she moved to do just that.

She took a couple heavy steps in towards her, quickly trying to stop right at the girl's side, leaping up into the air as she did so. She flipped a little, leaping in towards her, flipping back as she did. She aimed to come crashing down right onto the girl, attempting to land on her with a standing shooting star press to deal a good amount of damage quick!

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Serray never liked being on the losing end of offense in a match, it was the least fun part of these matches, the opponent could fight back. Being knocked onto her back was not that enjoyable, Heather was meeting her equally in terms of violence inflicted.

And by the time Serray started recovering, her recovery was shot back down by Heather's Shooting Star Press crashing onto her body. "GAH!" Serray groaned as her limbs sprung upward due to the impact.

She needed to turn this around soon or else she would be the chew toy of Heather.

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Heather winces a little as she came crashing down atop Serray--that little side effect of these types of moves--but it would be clear the girl beneath her got the brunt of the hit! Heather pushes herself up onto her knees, a long breath coming from her mouth, readjusting herself just a little. The match was going in her favor so far, she just had to keep it up. Feeling quite in her element at the moment, Heather gripped at Serray's arm, steadily pulling her upwards.

"No catching your breath just yet! Im not done!" She moved to yank the girl onto her feet, using that pull to fully attempt to toss Serray into the corner. She wanted to get her nice and vulnerable against the turnbuckle so she could continue her offensive. The feeling out process at the start was still in process, and Heather wanted to make sure it was under her control as much as possible.

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Serray still felt the effects of Heather's shooting star press, and Heather was not a small girl so it hurt a lot more compared to the normal wrestler who does one. Either way, Serray wanted to be the one who inflicted pain on Heather, not the other way around. Getting hurt was not fun for Serray, and she needed to change that.

Heather picked up Serray and placed her in the corner, thinking she was about to set up Serray for own offense. But before she could do anything, Serray would attempt to quickly eye rake Heather. "AREN"T MY NAILS PRETTY!" Serray would yell as she attempted to make Heather go temporarily blind.

Serray would resort tyo anything to win and get her satisfaction.

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Heather steadily pulled and led Serray up to her feet, gritting her teeth just slightly in her lifting as she just--pushed the girl right into the corner. She went to step back to sort of set up for her next maneuver--only to hear her yell out quite the line. She felt her nails just--rake right along her eyes, the stinging pain making her stumble back, holding her eyes from the intense pain!

"A-agh!! W-what the hell!!" She yells and whines out, shaking her head in her stumbling, her head pounding and spinning from the heavy cheap shot. She tried to just make some distance, flailing in her blinded state, desperately retreating to try and avoid Serray taking advantage of the situation! "C-cheap little..agh..damnit!!"

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Serray raked the hell out of Heather's eyes, taking advantage of the No disqualification stipulation and a desperate attempt to get out of a possibly bad situation that Heather may had put her in. Seeing Heather wince in pain caused the Bluenette psychopath to start chuckling to herself, she absolutely loved this.

Serray was now the hunter looking for prey, and Heather was that prey. With a slasher smile on her face, one that would make the Cheshire Cat blush, Serray came running head first into Heather's midsection, looking for a Spear.

Serray's spear

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Heather was still covering and rubbing at her eyes, stumbling all over her feet. She was nearly swinging her other arm wildly, trying to find some way to just--catch her with her charge...it definitely wasn't happening though. She couldn't see the girl even for a second. She was nearly tripping over herself as she stumbles--before suddenly feeling that heavy impact just--drive right into her midsection!

"GAAGH!!" She yells out in pain as she was hit hard, rocking her heavy on impact, taking her down hard onto her back with a bit of a bounce. Spittle came out from her mouth, leaving her nearly sprawled as she was just--finally getting her vision back in her eyes...a little too late!

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And just like that, Serray took down Heather with a wild spear, hopefully knocking the wind out of her opponent. Serray got on her knees and laughed manically, causing even more of the audience to become terrified and not be able to sleep tonight.

“WE ARE JUST GETTING STARTED!” Serray yelled, as she started reaching down into her very small briefs, eventually taking out a fork. A normal kitchen fork that could be very dangerous in the hands of Serray.

Serray then crawled over to Heather, and then attempted to sit on top of her midsection. If that managed to work, Serray would start attempting to stab Heather at her forehead while laughing.