The Morrigan Vs. Kasey Crass - POW Match; Winner takes the loser!

[Lycanstar]

Kasey's limp body lay still as the minuscule brain power available to him tried to work out what exactly had happened- The cocky swagger and confident man that had walked into this match was all but a distant memory as His opponent ungracefully flopped him over onto his back. His head rolled to the side as the smeared eye shadow covered his softly closed eyes~ The only reprieve his body could have at this point was a comfortable rest; But that was also denied to him as Morrigan stamped her boot directly on his chest.

The tight press against his chest did cause Kasey to react~ A deep groan came from his mask as his head stirred and he tried opening his eyes... Only to be greeted by the terrifying sight of The Morrigan staring down at him gleefully. Its a sight he would have to get used to however; as the referee started their count and sealed Kasey's fate.

"3!"

DING DING!

As the bell rang a looming dread encapsulated every part of Kasey's body. Aside from the physical pain, he felt like he was completely numb. The dark unknown of The Morrigan's inner thoughts would terrify him as he wanted to not even picture the sorts of plans she would have for him... Maybe he shouldn't have shit talked quite as much earlier in the match.

[BlackAkuma]

The referee could’ve counted to a hundred. Kasey wasn’t going anywhere.

Morrigan kept her foot on his chest just to drive the point home, establishing her dominance as the crowd cheered. The significance of this was likely lost on the man, but this was a milestone for her, scoring her first win as a singles wrestler. It was a marked change from her match with Blanco where he’d run circles around her and used that Lucha Libre shit to lock her down. No, this was the kind of performance she wanted to be known for as a wrestler. Dominance. Control. Overwhelming offense. This needed to be the starting point when they ran the tape back on her life.

A pleasing thought, but she set it to the side for now, focusing on business - she needed to get her prize home for the evening. She had a long list of fun activities already planned out, and the sooner she got to them, the better.

On that note…

”All right, let’s get going.” The Morrigan dropped to her knees, grabbed him by the ankles, slid under the rope and pulled him off the apron onto her shoulders, bearing his weight with a fireman’s carry. After taking a moment to balance out, she proceeded to make her way up the ramp, ascending without too much difficulty as the crowd egged her on, no doubt picturing what Kasey’s night would be like in their dirty minds. If they only knew…

To Be Continued