A Hellish Night in the Cell! - Heavyweight Championship Match

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Ashley's attack had worked... it certainly did; the heel of her black leather boot had connected with the girl's chest, effectively pushing her back and away from Ashley... giving a moment of respite to the redhead, one that she would use to catch her breath and prepare for the follow-up... but what she didn't realize was that- maybe the Big Boot had worked a little too well, giving Kosuke the momentum she needed not only to reach the ropes on the other side, but also to bounce back like a bullet.

"Oh, what the hell?!" Ashley was shocked, watching the Japanese spring back in her direction, too fast for her to move out of the way on time.

"Gahh... dammit!" A sweep saw the Brit fall down to the mat, forcing Ashley to put her hands up in front of her to avoid ending up face-first on the canvas.

So far... strikes were not working; Ashley had to switch strategy if she hoped to turn things around.

[Blade ocs]

"Hmmm, I see. My mom's idea is working on you. She said it would." Kosuke said.



Kosuke would go to Ashely. She would walk over her legs. She would range and grab her legs to give her a Boston Crab submission hold.



If that were her work, she would say this. "I don't like giving my opponents information. I guess you couldn't tell." She said this because she wants Ashley to still go for her times so she can have an easier time with Ashley.


Kosuke does wonders. How long can she keep this up? Ashley is going to turn the tables eventually. She's not stupid. All she can do is wrack her body to make things easier for her.

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The abrupt fall was enough to leave the redhead exposed and defenseless for a few moments, enough time for Kosuke to capitalize on the opening, grabbing the Brit's legs and locking a punishing Boston crab...

"Guhhh..." Ashley instantly felt the tension building up around her waist as her spine was slowly being bent into an awkward position, testing Ashley's flexibility to the limit. She desperately began clawing her way through the canvas toward the nearest rope... not caring how much pressure Kosuke wanted to put into the hold...

"Ghh... Y-You- Fuck..." Pissed off, Ashley's anger grew by the second as she slowly made her way to the side of the ring, battling the submission as much as she could, attempting to straighten her back... it was still early in the encounter, and the Red Menace had energy to spare...

Until she heard what the girl said, "Your...hmph... Mom?"

That's when Ashley finally connected the dots. She didn't pay much attention to this woman's identity at first, but now, recalling her full name in her mind: Kosuke Doncy... that last name was oddly familiar...

Could this annoying girl be related to Speranza? The same one who had defeated Ashley before?...

If that was true, then this match had gained an entire new dimension for the redhead, and now... more than ever, she needed to reach the ropes...

With a sudden burst of strength, the Brit stretched her limb, and with one tiring pull, her hand managed to grab the bottom rope... forcing the hold to be broken.

"Fucking A..." Ashley uttered under her breath, eyes burning with reignited fire.

[Blade ocs]

Welp, it's time to go back. Kosuke left Ashely alone. She would still go on the offensive, but however, she knows that Ashley would probably make her regret that. She has to be careful when she goes to be in Besker mode.

She is in the middle of the ring, awaiting Ashley to get ready. She bends her legs, awaiting Ashely to get into position for her next attack.

When Ashley is up and Adam is. Kosuke decided to deal her a mighty blow. She thinks it will be over, and Ashley won't be able to counter it. It's her BESKER SPEAR!

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Ashley's mind began racing with a million thoughts, right after reaching the ropes... This woman... her opponent was indeed related to Speranza...

Ashley wasn't exactly a sore loser... She understood that losing a match was simply part of the sport... Of course, that didn't meant she liked it one bit... In fact, that one defeat against Speranza a few months back stung particularly more than others... Not because the girl was cocky or annoying, but because how... Nonchalant it was... Like if it had been simply a formal transaction between them... Brushing off the match like nothing-

Now, a golden opportunity presented itself right in front of the redhead... A chance to get even by utterly beating that woman's presumed daughter... The red Menace pulled herself up... Turning toward Kosuke just in time to catch her running back, seemingly attempting to spear her. Ashley stood her ground and readied herself for the collision, measuring the distance before her foe approached... Waiting for the precise moment to react.

The Japanese lunged forth, and just in that moment, Ashley raised one knew taking advantage of Kosuke's low stance as she went for the spear.

-CRACK-

Her kneecap found the girl's chin, practically intercepting her midair before she could reach Ashley's torso with a vicious blow that was sure to rattle her.

[Blade ocs]

Kosuke was sure this would land, but she got a feeling it wasn't going to go well. She went to it anyway. Maybe this is where she fights back fully?



She lunged at her, but then she saw Ashley's knee, and it went to clash with her chin. She grunted in pain. She went to slap into the floor. She was holding her chin. Moving her jaw around to make sure it's okay.



It seems okay. Dang here we go. She knew it was going to happen at some point. Well, she is going to get upset; Ashley is now going to come straight in her rage. She knows she's going to.

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As Kosuke charged with that massive spear, Ashley got ready to mount a counter-attack, waiting for the precise moment to act: As soon as the Japanese woman left the ground and lunged, carrying all the momentum gathered, the redhead fired a hard knee that caught her opponent's chin with a brutal strike that halted her advance, dropping her next to her on the canvas... writhing and holding her pained jaw.

Ashley's own maneuver stung a little... for ramming a knee into someone as big as Kosuke was certainly not a walk in the park, regardless of how strong one might be; her entire leg flinched with the hit as well, causing the Brit to walk with a slight limp as she approached her downed foe.

"Ghhh... Fuck..." Even with the pulsating pain in her leg, Ashley had to act fast and take advantage of this opening; wasting no time, the Brit dropped herself right over her opponent's lower back, allowing her weight to push Kosuke down and against the mat, then she would proceed to grab both of the Japanese's arms and hook them over her legs, holding her chin with both hands and effectively locking the downed woman into a tight Camel Clutch!

"How's this, honey?" Ashley teased, making the most of this sudden turn of events, making sure that Kosuke and the entire crowd in the stadium saw who was in control of the match now.

"Grahhh!"

Ashley pulled harder, bending Kosuke's back even more. Fully stretching her body past its limits.

[Blade ocs]

Kosuke felt something going on her back. It was, of course, Ashley. She got her down to the ground. Now she is going to find herself in a bad spot. One she knows well.

It's a camel clutch. Is this some sort of spiritual test? This is her mom's fish submission. It hurts like heck. No matter how much training She gets done on Thai, more is always a pain.

She doesn't have a choice. She uses her strength to try and move despite Ashley putting a ton of pressure on her to try and go for the ropes, for a rope break.

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Ashley had done it; she had turned the tide of the match... and in such a dominant fashion, locking her opponent in one of the oldest, most well-known moves in pro-wrestling: A Camel Clutch, a relatively simple maneuver that could cause some real damage if kept long enough... which is exactly what the Red Menace had planned!

To punish her opponent while, at the same time, getting even with that Boston Crap from earlier. "Serves you right, loser!" Ashley teased, pulling the woman's chin more to increase the pressure on her spine. Prolonging the punishment as much as she could.

The excitement in the stadium grew as they were about to witness the possible end of the encounter... or at least, that's what the Brit hoped.

"Come on!" Ashley gritted her teeth, trying to maintain the submission. "Fucking... give up!"

However, much like Ashley herself earlier in the match, Kosuke still had energy to spare, and it would take much more to make the Japanese fighter surrender. Kosuke started to push herself toward the ropes, showing impressive resilience and strength... carrying Ashley on her back in the process... dragging both of them slowly but surely while ignoring the pain...

"No... NO...What are you doing?!" Ashley kept pulling, but her efforts were proving fruitless... as they kept moving until Kosuke was mere inches away from the bottom rope.

[Blade ocs]

"What,do you think... escaping... you honestly thought this would work?" She finally said as she goes and grab the ropes flr a ropes break.

She feels eventually of Ashely getting off of her. She a few deep breathers and got back up. She went to go down to the outside of the ring.

She is near the steel wall of the cage. She wants to take this outside. " come down here unless your a pussy." She teased her. She got plans for her.

She wants her victory to have a certain ending. A grand ending for a grand victory. She hopes she can pull it off.