Lena Reid vs. GASTER

[TheManVan]

Eyes shut tightly from the burning pain in her fingers, clutching her wrist as she squeezed it to try and prevent the pain from spreading up her hand. She had little success in that as her wallowing in pain allowed Gaster to line her up for another move, Lena beginning to rise up as she got to a knee before taking a double boot assault to the chest with a dropkick!

"Ooomph!" Lena let out, getting knocked off of her feet as her cheeks tinted up with red as the dropkick momentarily flattened her chest as she would spring up, not as lively this time as she just got up to a seated position. She had to take a bit to catch her breath as her opponent was beginning to roll the ball in her favor!

[Vc0m]

"Ooof...yeah! Take that! Now you know what it's like to mock my Shadow-y grace!", GASTER tried to speak, after landing her dropkick, seeing her foe's slight blush as she flattened her chest for a moment as a result.

Her brunette opponent, however, was quick to sit up after the attack, trying to recover against the Shadow Lord's evil onslaught. And the Ominous One wasn't done yet.

Rushing towards the seated Brit, GASTER's arms would snake around her opponent's neck and shoulder, in an attempt to trap her in a Crossface Chickenwing! The hold wouldn't be complete yet, as she still wanted to lock in the body scissors that made the hold that much harder to escape, but she figured it wouldn't be that difficult, since her fellow Brit must've still been reeling from the earlier dropkick...

[TheManVan]

Lena growled out as she managed to push the pain in her fingers long enough to start fighting back against GASTER's attempts for a Chickenwing Crossface, her left arm being wrapped up behind her as her free hand would grab on to GASTER's wrist to prevent it from locking around her neck. GASTER had the other two parts locked on, the body scissors wrapping around her waist to keep the two actually scantily clad sports bra and sport shorts girls locked together.

"Grrrrrr...!" Lena growled out as she attempted to try and fight against the hold, attempting to plant her foot into the ground. Mat based wrestling wasn't her strong point as GASTER probably figured out that and tried to keep Lena on the mat. If she could, she would attempt to roll to the side that her arm was trapped, trying to force it free and have another hand in dealing with the other two parts of the tough hold!

[Vc0m]

"Ngggh...stop...fighting...back!", the Shadow Lord would complain, as her brunette foe would manage to block her right arm from reaching at her neck, blocking it as GASTER slowly snaked her legs around Lena's slim torso!

As she tried pulling high-speed Brit down, the masked Lord would still have a firm hold on her opponent's left arm, resulting in her hold being a combo of a Hammerlock and bodyscissors. She would succeed in that regard, but Lena was not going to go down without a fight. Quite literally in fact, as she would turn on the side on which the Hammerlock was applied, trying to get her arm out of the painful hold!

"Grrrr...fine then! Let's see how you like this!", GASTER would say, realizing that, perhaps, she went for her move far too early in the match for it to have a maximum effect. She would manually release Lena's arm...but not her torso, instead turning Lena to a sit once more, pushing herself up by both her hands, squeezing the life out of her fellow British lightweight by focusing all her attention on her bodyscissors...not noticing that Lena's earlier roll has placed them quite close to the ropes!

[TheManVan]

Rolling through the hold, Lena managed to free her arm by dint of GASTER releasing it as Lena was putting up too much of a fight to keep the hold applied. Lena was able to breathe a little more easily, or so she would've thought. GASTER still had one hold on her, the body scissors as she really cranked up on the pressure! "Oooooooooww!" Lena moaned out as her hands shot right for the ankles, trying her best to pull them off of her stomach, but to no avail.

In truth she did not like the hold at all, keeping her down like this.

Through her pained eyes she saw that they were close to the ropes as her face lit up with hope. Using her legs, strong from all the athletic exercise of hers, she would try and pull her and GASTER towards the ropes, throwing out her legs to try and touch the bottom rope and break this hold!

[Vc0m]

Noticing how close her and Lena were to the ropes, GASTER knew her bodyscissors weren't long for this world...but she still kept her legs around the speedy Brit as tight as possible, squeezing her ribs and her lungs as best she could to take away the air out of the brunette, smirking underneath her mask as she had a solid control of the match...

But, with Lena dragging the two of them towards the ropes, she managed to get her foot on the rope, prompting the referee to quickly call the: "Rope Break, break the hold, GASTER!"

"Grrrrrmm...fine."

Ref didn't have to ask the grumbling masked lightweight twice, nor did she have to count GASTER out for holding the hold too long. The woman wearing the zebra striped shirt would step in between the two battling ladies, to allow Lena just a tiny bit of time to catch her breath before allowing the match to continue.

GASTER meanwhile, would gloat in her victory: "Mwahahaha! That was just a taste of what's to come, Brunette Speedster! Soon, you will experience true pain! And it won't stop until you beg me for mercy! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"

[TheManVan]

Lena's scrambling managed to save her from getting locked in a draining hold, wrapping her legs around the bottom rope as she waited for GASTER to obey the ref and release her. Now that she was free and able to breath, turned around as she heard GASTER monologuing up a storm behind her again. Lena was quite baffled at her opponent, to be talking like that inside of a match. Although she wouldn't think much about it as she got to her feet.

The talk about true pain and have her begging for mercy left her at a lose instead of frightened, mostly because of the complicated words GASTER was throwing together was not enough to make Lena take her talk seriously.

So instead of trying to mouth back off to GASTER, Lena sprung into the ropes as she attempted to leap up into the air as she tried to catch GASTER's head with her legs. If she was successful, she would tuck backwards to try and use her body weight to deliver a hurricarana!

[Vc0m]

"MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA...h..hAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"

As GASTER laughed to her heart's content, taunting the British Brunette Speedster over having her in a painful hold quite early on in the match, Lena wouldn't falter. Better yet for her, she would immediately jump back into action, wasting little time on resting after her time in the Shadow Lord's torturous traps, as she would trap her opponent's leg between her calves, and duck downwards, slamming the Shadow Lord backfirst into the canvas with a textbook Hurricanrana!

As a result of the attack, GASTER would sit up, moaning in pain as she would rub her sore back...

[TheManVan]

Lena managed to catch GASTER by surprise with her hurricarana, snapping backwards to flip her opponent over and on to the mat. Lena sprung up to her feet, where she would've been smiling had not the pain in her hand flared up. Her face winched in pain as she shook her hand about, trying to dull the feeling with a rush of blood flowing through it.

But now was her chance, her chance to start pulling things together as she would turn back to GASTER. Seated on the mat, her opponent was tending to her back as Lena lined her up. Taking a few steps towards GASTER, Lena would leave her feet again as she tucked in her feet, knees curled up to her chest as she waited until the last moment before firing her feet forward into the upper back!

[Vc0m]

As GASTER rubbed her sore back, she heard Lena's loud stomps as she approached the Shadow Lord! As the Brunette approached her, GASTER tried rolling to the side from her position...but the Shadow Lord was still too stunned by her foe's hard Hurricanrana. Even though she tried moving to the side to avoid the brunt of the attack, Lena's feet found their mark, as they landed into the small of the Shadow Lord's back!

"Aaaaaaah!", she screamed, before hissing in pain, turning and dropping onto her stomach as she kept her arm at her burning back. The crowd was also rallying behind Lena, cheering the lightweight speedster on as she continued returning the favor to the Shadow Lord for her earlier antics!