A Hellish Night in the Cell! - Heavyweight Championship Match

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The redhead continued to pull... harder and harder until she couldn't anymore. She was certain the Camel Clutch was causing some damage, but not nearly enough as she had hoped, unable to stop Kosuke from reaching the ropes and forcing Ashley to break the submission or risk disqualification.

The angry Brit grumbled, reluctantly letting her foe go and taking a few steps back... waiting for the Japanese to stand back up, something that didn't come to pass...

"Where the HELL are you going?!"

The disrespect! Kosuke not only rolled herself out of the ring, but she also had the nerve to tease and insult Ashley?

"How... dare you?!" Maybe it wasn't the most logical choice; perhaps it was a trap... but once Ashley's anger took over, any kind of rational decision flew out the window... and right now, watching the Japanese wrestler mock her was enough to make her want to chase after her and beat the living hell out of Kosuke.

"Come here, damn you!"

She rolled herself under to the bottom rope and went after her opponent; if she could get her hands on Kosuke... she would beat the girl down with a series of clubbing blows!

[Blade ocs]

"What if it's okay for you to smack talk but not me?" She asks.



When she got down to the cell, Kosuke put her plan into motion. She climbed the outside of the cage. She went down and tried to do a single-leg drop kick to Ashley.



Kosuke does have a grand idea. Kosuke has a grand idea that aims to make her victory significant for both everyone else and herself. So there's no "awe; you got lucky." Bullshit. She hopes Ashely can climb.



Moreover, she is highly sceptical that L.A.W. has ever hosted a hell-in-a-cell match. At the very least, they haven't had a hell in a cell match in a very long time.

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Yeah... it was happening again...

Ashley's anger was taking over, something that had happened many times before and had proved quite costly for the redhead as well... But she simply could not avoid it... Witnessing how Kosuke escaped to the outside of the ring, taunting the Red Menace when it was HER the one running away.

"Who the hell do you think you are?!" fuming, eyes burning with fire, the Brit went after her opponent, chasing her like a wild beast looking for prey... ignoring each and every rational thought or warning that her mind tried to tell her. For Ashley, there was only one thing that mattered right at that moment: Shutting this girl up! Something that she was planning to do as soon as she got her hands on the Japanese girl's neck.

"Where are you going?!" Ashley yelled, watching Kosuke climb the cage... She went to grab her leg to pull her down, but just as the redhead stretched her arm, Kosuke turned and jumped off, one leg fully extended with a vicious dropkick that caught Ashley right on the chest... shoving her backwards until her back hit the apron abruptly...

"Ughh!" Ashley fell down to her knees, holding her pained lower back with one hand while pressing the other against the canvas for support.

[Blade ocs]

As soon as she went on the ground, Losuke went to do the cleaning of her hands. She thinks she got her. She got an idea to keep Ron, but that's not what she wants.



She goes to grab her head and lift her up. If it worked, she would do a toss to try and make her hit the steel cage. She wants to put her body against it. Then it's time to look on.



She would go running in again. This time she would go for another BESKER SPEAR! This was to hopefully land and hit Aheely and break the cage to send them both outside the cage.



She must admit she will also get hurt from it. However, this can only be done if her Irish whip-toss thing was actually successful in the first place.

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Anyone who had followed the career of "The Red Menace" for long enough could have foreseen, from a mile away, that this could only lead to one of two possible outcomes; for whenever Ashley was involved, there was simply no such thing as a "middle ground"...not even remotely...

Either Ashley’s rage would push her beyond superhuman levels, allowing her —through sheer brute force and against all odds— to deliver a beating of biblical proportions to her opponent...

Or it would backfire in the most horrible, yet logical and expected way possible...

And the answer to such a conundrum would not take long to arrive, as the audience soon heard the thundering noise of Ashley’s boots striking the ring canvas forcefully as she stepped out of the ring and headed straight toward the side of the cage... eyes fixed on her annoying opponent, who seemed to continue running away...

"Get the fuck down here!" Ashley yelled, seeing Kosuke climbing the inside of the cell, unfortunately for the Brit... her wish would be granted, though not the way she hoped...

"Ughhh!" The Japanese's foot would land squarely on her chest, pushing her back violently as she hit the apron with her lower back. Next, Kosuke would grab hold of Ashley's head and shove her into the side of the cell, rattling the whole structure with the harsh impact.

"Argh... Dammit..." Momentarily dazed, the redhead shook her head to clear the sudden fog clouding her mind, but... the heelish Brit would open her eyes again just in time to see a frightening image:

Kosuke dashed like a torpedo straight at her... and her intentions could not have been clearer: the Japanese woman aimed to ram Ashley with another vicious spear... like she had tried before, and much to Ashley's dismay... this time she didn't have the time, not the strength, to react in time.

-CRASH!-

The clash was hard; the whole cell shook again with a clinking noise of thousands of small metal pieces moving at the same time... the iron hinges of the cell's panel gave out, with both wrestlers running right through the side and landing on the floor outside of the cage... but it was Ashley who took the brunt of the strike... falling over the broken cell panel in a messy heap...

"Grahh!"

The crowd burst into cheers, but all of it was a mere muffled noise in the back of Ashley's mind. Right now... the only worry of the redhead was trying to remain conscious...

[Blade ocs]

Like Kosuke expected. The impact and shattering of the panel did hurt her. Hit her in the med because it did most of the cold steel of the cage. Why is it cold? Who knows?



She feels her head, which is throbbing in pain. She goes to try and get away from Ashely. She checks her hands. Okay, no bleeding that good. She grabs a non-broken panel of the cage to help get up.



She rubs her nose. She sees Ashely. She must be in her outrage mind, right? Can't blame her. She just went through steel. It would be silly to think she wouldn't be.



She took a few breaths and walked forwards. She wanted to grab Ashely. After that, she would try to whip her to the account table. If she were to do a jumping clothline to smash her into it fully

[Afterhoursclub]

Everything around the heelish redhead was a total blur... spread-eagled on the floor around the remains of the cell panel, and hearing the wild roar of the crowd cheering for the match in excitement after what they had just witnessed. Total destruction. The Brit had been run through the steel cage by the Japanese wrestler. She was starting to feel a throbbing headache growing more and more prominent by the second...

"Urghh..." Letting out a pained groan, Ashley tried to push herself up... slowly turning her body until she was leaning on her belly instead. She raised her head just in time to see Kosuke coming her way... stumbling a little, it seemed like the spear had done a number on her too... Not enough to hinder her next move, however...

Ashley was grabbed by the head and hurled toward the announcement table with a stern clothesline, once again her lower back receiving a hard hit as it collided with the edge of the table, prompting officials and staff members to move out of the way as the two massive wrestlers entered their vicinity...

Ashley held the table with both hands behind her for support as she laid eyes on her foe again... furious, tired of being tossed around like nothing...

"You... fucker!" The Brit cursed at her rival while clenching one fist behind her back.

[Blade ocs]

"You would be on the offensive just like me," she told her. She really didn't care about her complaining. She should expect this during a championship match.

She goes in to grasp her, and then she feels it. A punch to her gut. Then anthor hard one, then anthor one and anthor.

She breaks away from Ashely. She was still fighting back. Maybe her words spoke to Ashley somehow. No, she is just pissed off.

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The moment Kosuke got closer, Ashley unloaded a barrage of punches... each one filled with anger and resentment... this damn woman was making her look like a fool... putting her through the cage... throwing her around like nothing... how did she dare!

"Rahhh!" The first punch connected squarely with Kosuke's gut, stopping her in her tracks and giving Ashley the chance to capitalize on the opening... a chance that she was not going to waste. Just like the first, came another blow... striking a different spot on her foe's toned abdomen... and then another one after that, each one draining the girl's stamina little by little, crushing her defenses and forcing her to take a step back...

"Get the fuck off of me!" Ashley cursed, then drove a knee into the Japanese woman's stomach, forcing her to bend over. If she was successful with this... Ashley would move on to the next part of her offense, grabbing one of Kosuke's arms and wrapping it behind her neck, then holding her foe's trunks with a firm grip for support; Ashley would attempt to lift Kosuke into a standing suplex position... holding her in place for a few seconds in an impressive display of strength before letting her fall backwards onto the announcers' table, completely shattering it upon impact... prompting another wild burst of cheers from the ecstatic crowd.

[Blade ocs]

Kosuke really pisses her off. She must really hate her. Tell her to get the fuck off after receiving multiple blows. Which it did happen. She got lunch hard repeatedly, and she felt off.



Ashely went to her with fire in her eyes. Bending over, she goes to give her a knee strike to her stomach. Kosuke knows what she's going to do. She has to do something.



However, before she reacts, she gets nabbed by Ashley. She felt her strong-raging arms and felt the tug at her boxers. She got put into a standing suplex position. She felt herself stay there for a while. The crowd went "oooooo," and the Kosuke got slammed, breaking the account table.



The crowd cheered, and they chanted, "This match is awesome!" This match is awesome," several times. Well, at least the fans are enjoying it. Kosuke and her back are not. She is taking deep breaths from that impact.