Holly Matheson vs. Hikaru Sawazaki: Something has to give!

[Highfly]

Holly pulled Hikaru up, her body barely able to support itself as she was putty in Holly hands! "No... no please...arrrgghhhhhh!"

Hikaru protested meekly as she was whipped across the ring, crashing painfully into the turnbuckle. Her arms draped over the top rope to keep her up as her head bobbed about. She was aware of what was going on but her body too hurt to move!

[Luncha_Libre]

Holly winced as Hikaru begged not to be picked up, but she couldn't help it. Her desire to win, to not be walking out of the arena disgraced and debased yet again, drove her onward. Holly whipped Hikaru into the corner as hard as she could, leaving the poor girl looking discombobulated against the turnbuckle.

Prepping herself, Holly clapped a quick rhythm on her thigh, trying to encourage her fans to clap along as she mounted her comeback. Holly was on her back just a moment ago, and if she let up now, she'd end up right back there, for the last time. Instead, the British Bombshell rushed forward, body bounding toward the corner of the ring before leaping up to hit Hikaru in the head with a jaw-rocking forearm strike! If that connected, the Brit would threw Hikaru back toward the center of the ring, setting up what she prayed would be her final move of the night!

[Highfly]

The jaw crushing strike to Hikaru had nearly knocked her out, leaving her on the floor in a heap! She moaned weakly but didn't move otherwise as she was tossed back to the center of the ring!

Her eyes were closed and ahe didn't move save for her chest rising as she drew breath. Hikaru was out and unmoving in the middle of the ring!

[Luncha_Libre]

Holly could hear the sound of Hikaru's jaw rocked by her forearm, and she could feel the Japanese girl going limp beneath her in the corner. Tossing her body into a heap on the mat was easy enough, despite Holly's exhaustion. Holly planted a boot on the second rope, and looked over her shoulder. Hikaru was laid out, nearly motionless. It seemed like a sure thing. Then again, Hikaru thought she'd had a 'sure thing' several times, tonight ...

With a grunt, Holly pulled herself up the turnbuckle. She was a traditional grappler, usually better off on the mat than anywhere else. But she needed this win. Desperately. Which called for desperate measures, and something she'd been working on.

Upon reaching the top rope, Holly braced herself. Then, with a loud "Rrraaagh!" of aggression, and maybe a little pain at her tweaked back, Holly threw herself into the air. Twisting as she did so, Holly threw herself back in a move she was calling the Heavenly Cross Body, a twisting, diving cross body! Hikaru was on the mat, meaning that if Holly landed, it would be with her chest coming down hard on the poor girl's face! If she landed it, Holly would grab desperately for a leg, looking to sink in a pinfall. Holly's chest would smother Hikaru a bit, pulling up her toned leg as high as she could, trying desperately to secure that desperately-needed pinfall!

[Highfly]

Hikaru was blind to the oncoming train. Holly came crashing down, crashing Hikaru's torso and smashing her head. It was the final blow to Hikaru who blacked out as Holly landed on her.

"ONE!"

Hikaru was motionless and silent.

"TWO!"

Still nothing as the smothered, unconscious woman did nothing to avoid her fate of yet another defeat!

"THREE!"

The bell rang, sounding a triumph for Holly and another return to the locker room on defeat for Hikaru who still had yet to win a match in LAW. She would wake up to hear the crowd cheer and music of Holly, her defeat dawning on her as the pain she felt overcame her as did humiliation. Her arms covered her face as she laid on her back not wanting to look anyone in the eye.

[Luncha_Libre]

Holly winded herself with that landing, but she'd made it. Ample bust pressed snugly up against Hikaru's face, arm reaching across to keep the girl secured to the mat. Holly felt no resistance, however, no force coming up from Hikaru as the ref came in for the count. The poor girl was down, and before Holly knew it, the match was over.

The bell rang, and Holly stared out around her in shock. The ref motioned for her to get up, and Holly grunted as she pushed herself up to her knees. The ref grabbed her wrist and lifted it into the air, even while Holly nursed her lower back with her free hand. Ringside staff started to check on Hikaru, hoping they could rouse the poor girl. Holly looked around herself with bewildered, wide-eyed disbelief as the announcer called out her name as the winner, and her music came blaring in over the loudspeakers!

Holly's fans erupted, feeling as if this were the payoff of a long career spent waiting. Waiting for that moment, that vindication of the British beauty's hard work and training. Tonight, she was going home with her head held high, a singles victory under her belt. Finally, she was going home with something to be proud of, and a lack of consolation prize. Holly's chest swelled as she got up, smiling and waving to her fans. Holly wiped sweat and tears from her face, overwhelmed at the support. After all this time, the British Bombshell could celebrate a win, and stand tall!

[Highfly]

Hikaru laid there, hearing what was going on, trying to stay down and unnoticed. She didn't want to face Holly or the crowd. She hoped she could roll to the ropes, going underneath and landing on the ground below, staggering up to her feet and trying to slink away back to the locker room.

[Luncha_Libre]

Holly stood tall in the center of the ring, absorbing the cheers of her fans gratefully. The ref held her hand high in the air, and Holly left it there when she let go. The buxom British Bombshell could feel tears of gratitude welling up in her eyes, and all she could do was grin and let them flow. Finally, after trying for so long, after all the abuse and defeat and humiliation she'd suffered, Holly could go home and face her friends and family as a winner!

Holly glanced over her shoulder just in time to see Hikaru ducking out of the ring. The Brit felt a twinge of regret, knowing full well that it could have been her taking that quiet walk of shame out of the arena, tonight. In the past, more times than she could count, it had been. Holly wouldn't pursue Hikaru, but leave her to process the loss in her own way.

Trying to force the thought out of her mind, Holly walked up to a turnbuckle, and climbed up. Waving, she thanked her fans for their support, raising both her arms. Chest thrust forward, swellign with pride, Holly grinned ear to ear as she shouted thank you to those that supported her. Part of Holly knew it wasn't a major win, not like a championship victory or beating a hated rival. But it was Holly's victory, one that was long needed, and that was enough for her.

Winner: Holly Matheson, via pinfall