HEAT Mihoko vs. Tori Martin

[Dubski]

HEAT's furious punches and forearms were making their marks all across Tori's face, then her arms as she began to block them. "You! Stupid! Ass!" screamed Mihoko as she kept trying to batter her.

Eventually she found her arms being grabbed by Martin, which only made Mihoko look more angry as she tried to fight her arms away before ultimately grabbing onto her arms back as they pushed back on one another. Both fiery opponents shoved at one another until finally HEAT had enough, looking like she was about to blow her lid off.

Suddenly, HEAT Mihoko got to her feet still grasping onto her opponent's arms! She would then start to lay stomp after stomp towards Tori's head, chest, shoulder, and neck, trying to just unleash her frustration right down onto her!

And after having stomped down enough, HEAT Mihoko's knee would finally give out, the adrenaline not even helping fight through that pain as she fell over beside Tori Martin, gritting her teeth and groaning before yelling out, "God, I hate you!" spat Mihoko as she lay on her back, holding her knee with one hand.

[BuckleBuster]

Beads of sweat began to trickle down Tori's forehead as she struggled against the combined force of gravity and Mihoko pushing from above her. Despite the disadvantage, the two seemed to be at an impasse, with neither of them gaining ground as they pushed back against each other with all their might. Finally, her spirited opponent got off of her, only to reposition herself for a different attack.

"UMPH, GRGH, AGHH!" Tori groaned as HEAT's boot found it's mark again and again all over her body, battering the downed rookie whose occupied arms rendered her unable to defend herself. Fiery rage began to burn deep inside Tori with every kick, her opponent's incessantly rough tactics doing little to quell the building anger.

Finally the girl would collapse next to her, tiring out after leaving Tori a bruised and sore mess at her side. She huffed and wheezed through the pain, summing up the strength to roll over and plop face down, her hair sprawled out around her like a pink halo on the mat. She tried to make it up to her feet, but collapsed back onto the canvas with a pained groan. With a fierce warcry, she tried again, this time grabbing Mihoko up by the hair in order to force them both up.

Tori was left on shaky knees, her grip on her opponent weak and feeble. She pressed her forehead up against Mihoko's, her warm breath panting heavily against the girl's smooth face. "Believe me, the feeling is mutual" Tori growled, right before reeling her head backwards for an attempt at a headbutt that would send them both spiraling in pain!

[Dubski]

Mihoko continued to hold her leg in pain, groaning loudly as she slapped the mat with her free hand. Her burst of adrenaline and power had tapered off a bit as she still fumed angrily. She was breathing heavily as well, gladly taking a mutual, brief break with Tori. She heard Martin trying to stand, but she knew her boots had managed to keep her rather hurt herself, and she was glad that she did that. HEAT had lived up to her name, bringing loads of it to her opponent.

She noticed that Tori had managed to grab her hair, standing with a yell. Mihoko was also starting to stand, forced up at a quicker pace than she expected. The two women then glared against each other angrily as they pressed their foreheads together. They were both furious, the sweat pouring down from both of their faces as they fumed quietly at first. A headbutt followed, knocking Mihoko back a bit, and also knocking Tori back as well. "Gnn!" she gulped back a yell, but then grabbed hold of Martin's pink hair too, gripping it tight.

"You...! I can do that too!" screamed HEAT, who then reared back, and in one of her less intelligent moves she's even made in the ring, let out a yell as she swung her head in a headbutt of her own, slamming it into Tori's head before falling into the girl. It took a lot out of her, but she was running on anger for her opponent now, and that pain was definitely worth it just to give it right back to the pinkette.

[BuckleBuster]

The clank of skulls crashing into each other was outshined by the thundering cheers and hollers over the brutal display of self-sacrifice and mutual pain. Tori was immediately sent into agony induced corkscrew as she stumbled backwards after the hit, only to find her hair caught in Mihoko's grasp before she could make a proper fall. Before she knew it, her head was sent reeling inwards once more for yet another brutal smashing of skulls.

"GUAAGH!" Tori screamed as her head racked with excruciating pain. Her body crumpled backwards towards the mat, with HEAT following soon afterwards as she flopped over top of her. "Just because you can, doesn't mean you should!" Tori groaned, the palm of her hands pressed tightly against her forehead as if that would somehow remedy the pain. "Now get off of me!" The rookie growled, roughly bucking her hips to force the girl to flop to her side.

Tori rocked back and forth on the mat, swearing and mumbling underneath her breath as she tried to recollect herself. Mihoko was willing to go all the way to make sure that Tori hurt, even if it hurt her in the process. It slowly dawned on Tori that this wasn't going to end pleasantly for either of them. She just had to make sure it would be even less so for her opponent.

Assuming her opponent was still laid out on the mat beside her, Tori decided to give offense another chance. She tried to roll over and straddle the young rookie beneath her, struggling to mount her through the blur and daze of having her head knocked around far too many times throughout this match. She latched onto HEAT's scalp and pulled, elevating the girl the girl's head above the mat and bringing her closer to her face. "you're a little cunt, you know that?" Tori spit, genuine anger seething in her voice.

Meanwhile she geared her other arm behind her, her fingers curled into a tight fist ready to pound the girl's face in as soon as she acknowledged her destitute situation.

[Dubski]

The pain in her head screamed out as Mihoko collapsed right on top of Tori, holding her own head in pain as she hissed out loud. Somehow, she would blame this entirely on her opponent, even though it was mostly her own idea to headbutt her right back. What came after was Martin eventually shoving her off of her with a thrust of her hips, making HEAT topple over onto her side now. "It doesn't mean you should either!" screamed Mihoko in response, the Japanese-American still holding her head in pain.

The actual distaste between the two was palpable, and their bad blood only seemed to grow as the match went on with no signs of stopping soon. But suddenly, Martin was on top of HEAT as she had her hair grabbed, forcing Mihoko to scream out, trying to get her hair released before Tori began to rain punches onto her head, rattling her. The referee tried to admonish Tori for holding the hair.

And when she did, Mihoko sprung her hand up to Tori's hair, tearing at it as she rolled over on top of her, starting to fire punches right back at her! "And you're just a weak bitch with stupid hair!" spat Mihoko until finally Tori had managed to roll Mihoko over again. This time, however, both girls were now fighting back at each other for dominance, pulling and tearing at each other until they reached the edge of the ring, prompting both women to fall right over in their fight for dominance!

Then, both competitors landed on the outside, side by side, unceremoniously in their lust to destroy one another as the crowd yelled louder for both of these rookies not letting the other not get one up on each other!

[BuckleBuster]

It wasn't the most sportsmanlike thing to do, grabbing onto an opponent's hair the way Tori was right now. But sportsmanship had been tossed out the window along with any notion of respect as the feud between these two continued to escalate with every passing minute of the match. It was why she didn't hesitate for one second longer before pouring punch after punch into Mihoko's temple, keen on taking advantage of the extra leverage her hair grab afforded her.

It wasn't long until the stern, scolding voice of the referee caused her to turn around with a scowl on her face, annoyed at having been interrupted over the relatively minor offense. When Tori turned back around, she found that Mihoko herself had resorted to the very same tactics. "Hey! Grrr!" she screamed as her pink locks were violently snatched and stretched from her scalp, accompanied by a quick roll over and a symphony of punches into her head. Tori winced and groaned, her arms alternating between blocking the punches and trying to get her opponent to relinquish the grip on her hair.

The referee shouted commands at them both, demanding they seize the hairpulling and return to a proper fight, but by that point it was already too late. Their catball had slowly brought them to edge of the ropes and out out of the ring! Tori landed sharply on her back, moaning loudly as she arched torso away from the harsh landing. Her opponent didn't seem to be fairing much better, but at the very least the fall had broken up their lockup, leaving the question of offense up to whoever would be able to get on their feet first.

Tori struggled to gain that privilege for herself, as she shakily made her way up to her knees. "Stay down!" the pinkette demanded, pushing against Mihoko as she got up in an effort to keep the girl splayed out on the ground. With pained groans she stumbled towards the ring apron, panting and wheezing heavily as she tried to climb her way back up. It wasn't a retreat, as many in the audience had initially thought, but rather preparation for her next move. With grueling steps, Tori continued her ascent until her boots bounced idly on the middle ropes. She glanced behind her for only a brief second to gauge her opponent's position, but quickly shifted her attention back to her breathing and posture as she prepared to take flight.

With a loud cry of exertion, she bent her legs and launched herself backwards from the ropes, arms spread out on either side as she attempted to flip through the air in a springboard moonsault aimed at her opponent outside the ring!

[Dubski]

The two women had, in a word, seriously devolved in their hatred for each other, their offense becoming as amateurish and basic as it comes while they rolled around on the mat, tearing at hair and slamming fists into each other furiously. The referee had lost control over the match, just shouting at them to let each other go, but both girls were too far gone to even hear her at this point. Eventually, their catfighting had ceased in the form of a hard padded floor as both of them landed side-by-side! They rolled away from each other and HEAT groaned in pain, holding her back before slamming her palm on the padding.

It seemed Tori had recovered from their unkind fall sooner though and shoved her back to the ground. The black-haired girl had no choice but to fall back, letting out another groan of pain as she yelled back, "Screw you!" Mihoko arched her back in pain and then slowly started to push herself back up, watching Martin climb onto the ring apron. "You freaking... wuss!" screamed HEAT as she reached for Tori, trying to stop her but was just a fingertip away from grabbing her. Recoiling back to hold her spine again, she soon saw her opponent was going airborn!

And then, Mihoko was nailed with that Asai Moonsault by Tori Martin, sending HEAT directly back to the padded outside! She hit hard, groaning loudly in frustration and pain, holding the back of her head as she kicked one of her legs. "Uggggh... Grrr..." she grunted, hating that Martin had gotten a big move on her, but not quite able to do anything about it now. She was a sitting duck for Tori, who had a much deserved advantage.

[BuckleBuster]

The aerial ace had managed to do it again, landing another major airborne attack on her fierce opponent. The blow left Mihoko howling in pain, with Tori wheezing from exertion overtop of her. She glanced at Mihoko's face, the girl's wounded expression doing little to quell the feelings of contempt towards her. With a low growl, Tori got back up to her feet, grabbing HEAT by one arm and dragging her up as well. She transitioned her grip into a side headlock, capitalizing on her opponent's debilitating state as she walked towards the ring apron.

"We could have had a good match, you and I," Tori muttered so only her opponent could hear. She let the statement hang for a few seconds, finally interrupting the brief pause by ramming Mihoko's head into the side of the ring! She quickly grabbed onto her opponent scalp before she could fall, leaving her face looming just a few inches from the apron. "Too bad you had to go about it being a little bitch!" Tori continued, reeling Mihoko's head back before sending it crashing into the ring edge once again!

"Time to shut you up for good!" The pinkette screamed into Mihoko's ear, finally ending HEAT's torment by roughly shoving her between the bottom ropes and letting her body ragdoll back into the ring. Fueled by hate, Tori made a hasty ascent up the nearest turnbuckle, letting anger do the work of soothing her aching body. She roared out to the crowd, foreshadowing her next move by slapping the tip of her elbow with her hand. With one last menacing glare towards her splayed out opponent, Tori dove off of the corner. Her body twisted sideways mid-air, her elbow pointed out in front of her in an attempt at an enormous elbow drop!

[Dubski]

HEAT Mihoko was struggling on the outside after that moonsault, body almost jerking in another attempt to sit up, only to be grabbed in a side headlock by Tori, who held it on tight. "Ahhh...!" shouted the Japanese American, pawing at that arm worthlessly until her head was slammed into the ring! Mihoko's body shot up first from the impact before she was about to collapse onto the apron's edge, but Martin had grabbed her again and cruelly smashed her head into the ring edge once more! This time, her body didn't react nearly as much from the crushing impact, instead collapsing outright onto the edge of the apron, groaning lowly.

Even as Tori screamed at her, she couldn't do much to react or respond, instead feeling incredibly rattled from the abuse she received, the world spinning around her. Mihoko was then rolled into the ring now, her body flopping and rolling away slightly until she was on her back in the ring, cringing as she tried to focus. With a light groan, she picked her head enough to see Martin climbing up the turnbuckle and heard her yelling out to the crowd. HEAT's head lulled back, knowing that Tori was about to come off the top rope to try finishing this.

Clenching a fist at her side, HEAT had to try focusing and trying to find a way out of this. It wouldn't be easy. Her head was still rattled and staying on track was difficult. She took a gamble, wanting to escape this move. Not even knowing what Tori Martin had attempted, with a loud yell, Mihoko threw her body to the side to narrowly avoid that elbow drop! She felt Tori land right beside her, knowing that very well could have been her fate, but she remained glued to the mat, hoping that this would buy her time to recover that she desperately needed.

[BuckleBuster]

It wasn't often that Tori let anger get the better of her, and when it did, it usually didn't ended well. This was one of those times, as Tori came soaring through the air, her mangled expression of hate quickly turned into one of despair. Tori was only fractions of a second away from impact when she realize that her target had miraculous rolled out of the way, leaving only the cold, barren canvas for her to make her landing on.

The impending crash caused the entire ring to shake and tremble, the low lying rumble of springs and boards compressing under the impact loud enough for the entire arena to hear. But the noise that trumped them all was the sound of Tori's scream as her arm made a sickening crack upon impact. Her elbow had been the one to bear the brunt of the crash, denied the soft flesh of her opponent as it twisted to an unsightly degree before popping back into place.

"AGGHG! FUCK, FUCK, MY ARM!" Tori howled as she rolling back and forth on the canvas, cradling her arm with the other hand. A quick pressure test reassured her that nothing was broken, but that didn't do much to reduce any of the excruciating pain currently consuming her limb and mind. The gasping crowd quickly turned into a cheering one, as the playing field had all of a sudden made a sharp twist in Mihoko's favor. This fact wasn't lost on Tori, but fighting HEAT in this state was the last thing on her mind. She crawled weakly towards the ropes, wheezing as both fighters desperately tried to recover before their rival did.