Alyssa Monroe Vs. GASTER

[Devastated]

The referee had started the count, it was going rather well for the blonde Brit as she remained on top of GASTER , she was sure that this was the end and that this masked fighter was done with, that she would walk out of this ring as the winner and maybe even take that mask of GASTER's home with her as a trophy. Of course she didn't care all that much about the mask, if the young wrestler wanted to keep it then she didn't mind, but she wasn't exactly opposed to taking a trophy when she won.

She was too busy in thoughts of her victory, as if she was already the winner, that she hadn't paid too much attention to GASTER, just pushing her weight down on the raven haired Brit. Then suddenly out of nowhere as she heard the third count, or at least thought she did. GASTER bucked up and caused the Brutish Brawler to fall off of the Shadow Lord.

Alyssa fell onto her back and shook her head as she would rise up to her knees, she looked over at the referee and would shake her head. She moved up to the referee to ask her what the hell was going on, she reached the three count. The referee however told her that she didn't as she hadn't been able to slap her hands down against the canvas.

The Blonde would shake her head and then glare over at the downed GASTER. " Bollocks..." Alyssa cursed under her breath as she would walk over towards the downed GASTER, trying to reach down and take a hold of the girl's black hair and start to guide her up for one hell of a beating.

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"Uuuuuughhhh..."

She managed to collect strength to kick out...but GASTER was still plenty shaken by the kick to her head. She still held it in her arms, as she barely heard the blonde's voice and Alyssa stepping towards her...

...before she felt a rough, tugging sensation at her ponytail.

She let out a whimper as the cagefighter pulled on her hair, trying to get the Shadow Lord back up to her feet.

"Aaaaaagh...let...let...GO!", she would shout while on her knees, launching her fist straight at Alyssa's belly to force the brutal Brit to let go of her shadow-y mane!

[Devastated]

Alyssa had a wide smirk on her face as she had GASTER right where she wanted the woman, she was stunned and hurting and it was just about time for the blonde to start putting and end to things, but it looked as if that wasn't what was going to happen.

Before Alyssa could pull the raven haired Brit up towards her feet, GASTER shot her hand forward and smacked it into the bare abs of the Brutish Brawler, who would quickly double over, gasping and coughing for breath as she her free hand would wrap around her stomach, a few drips of spittle escaping her mouth.

She had left herself open, unprepared for the strike as she was sure that GASTER was out of it. She would shake her head and try and tighten her hand that held onto the the ponytail of GASTER.

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GASTER hoped that her punch was enough to weaken Alyssa to let go of her hair, and to possible give her time to think of and execute and counter attack...

...but after hearing the scream from the blonde cagefighter, the Brit would not let go off the Shadow Lord raven black mane as she rose to her feet.

She cringed under her mask at her burning scalp...and, after giving a look of anger towards Alyssa, she would grab and pull at the blonde's own ponytail!

"Let...me...go!", she would shout out, delivering a hard forearm strike to her rival's petite chest!

[Devastated]

Alyssa would glare at GASTER as the shadow lord was quick to turn things around, grabbing at the blonde hair of the Brutish Brawler, who was the pulled in towards the raven haired masked fighter, who smacked her forearm right up against the chest of Alyssa.

It caused the blonde to gasp out once more, stagger back a step but with the hold GASTER had of her blonde pony tail she wouldn't get far, and the fact that she still held a firm grip of GASTER's black pony tail.

"...Sod...off...!" Alyssa would fire back at Clara as she would bring her own arm up from her abs and try and smack it up into GASTER's chest, trying to hammer the shadow lord back in return.

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"GAAAAH!", GASTER screamed as the former cagefighter slammed her fist into her chest. The match was devolved into who's grip would give out first...

...and, slowly but surely, GASTER would be the one on the losing end. Her chest was burning after the strike, she was feeling fatigue from battle, and as a result, her grip on her rival's blonde ponytail was relaxing, while her feet barely held her on the floor, almost causing the Shadow Lord to fall over, had it not been for Alyssa still having a firm grip on the Brit's ponytail!

But, as a final attempt of struggle to stay on her feet, GASTER would push on her rival's head forward, looking to meet Alyssa's nose with her forehead in an attempt to weaken the blonde with a hard Headbutt!

[Devastated]

Alyssa fired her fist into the chest of GASTER and drove that bony weapon into the modest chest of the fellow Brit, smacking the air out of her and seemingly the fight. The brutish brawler would put on a wild grin on her face as she would tighten her grip on that pony tail of her raven haired opponent, as if she was going to set up to pummel the masked one.

Though to her surprise the Shadow Lord's hands went up and took a hold of her head a bit tighter than she would have expected and then that forehead of the masked fighter smacked into her face, hitting the blonde right on her nose. Sending the head of Alyssa flying back and forcing her to release that hair of GASTER, stumbling back as she would raise her right hand to her nose to check it for blood.

A small trickle would slide down her right nostril and make a slight red streak to her lip. Alyssa would lick it off, which stained her upper lip a little with the red from her blood. " Fuggin'...cunt..." Alyssa grumble under her breath as she would try and step right back at GASTER and try and nail her right in the masked face with a right hook.

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With GASTER breathing heavily, she released her hair after the headbutt, rubbing her sore masked forehead as she would see Alyssa stumbling away from her with cloudy eyes, the blonde touching her upper lip...right as the raven haired Brit saw a bit of red going down from her nose...

She felt a bit guilty...she hated getting this brutal in the matches, even if her opponents required this out of her to beat them...

As GASTER attempted to stand up straight, to deliver another blow to the cagefighter's pretty face, Alyssa would prove to be a millisecond faster, as she launched her right arm right at GASTER's jaw!

Clara wouldn't even let out a scream. With nothing holding her, she would crumble to the floor from the punch, the fatigue and hurt taking it's toll on the girl as she fell face down on the mat...

[Devastated]

Panting out, Alyssa brought her hand back and threw it up, smacking GASTER right in her face a split second before the raven haired British wrestler could strike her, watching GASTER crumble onto the mat from Alyssa's punch, the crowd going into a fit at the sight as Alyssa downed the fellow British fighter.

She would stand there, panting a bit more as she looked down on Clara's frame. Alyssa would move down and seat herself on the shoulder of GASTER, trying to pin the woman down as she was facing that dominant arm of the Shadow Lord, the same arm that had spilled blood in this match. As she would try and pull it up in between her legs and start to bend it backwards. Trying to lock in a painful seated fujiwara armbar. Trying to pay GASTER back for that punch by trying to make that arm useless going forward.

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Alyssa would not hesitate to capitalize on the prone GASTER, sitting atop the girl, and grabbing her arm. The Shadow Lord would be too dazed to even realize what was going on...

...until Alyssa snapped on the Fujiwara Armbar!

"!!!AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH! NO! NO! AAAAAAAAAAAH!"

Immediately on instinct, Clara would use her free arm to drag herself and Alyssa to the ropes! The match was so close...no way was she going to give up now, and now way would she lose her arm when both girls were so close to winning!