Imperial Russian Empire vs Melody and Navi

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Melody continued screaming, but managed to hear Valentina's taunt to her, as well as asking Natasha to save some for her, practically letting the girl know that the Russians had more punishment in store for her had she refused to quit now...

She could feel Nat's hands tremble with how hard she was pulling. Any second now, she told herself, Natasha would drop, the hold would break, and she would get a moment of a break from the hard pain of the hold. That belief drove her to try and survive the hold, to not tap out and end things for their team right then and there. Not even the purple haired woman's voice threatening her in her ear was enough to distract her from believing that the hold would be broken soon.

Sure enough, that's exactly what happened. Melody managed to make it through, after one more yank from her purple haired rival...

...but, instead of getting up, giving Natasha what she deserved, Melody's arms shot to the back of her neck, as it still pulsed with pain throughout her body, leaving the greenette unable to do much else for the moment...

She would yelp as Natasha would yank her hair, abusing her scalp once more as she angrily screamed in her opponent's face. Melody believed that, the longer the match went, the more dangerous and deadly Natasha was becoming. She heard rumours of the purple haired woman managing to retire someone using a Figure 4 Leg Lock...she chose to ignore it at the time...but could it have been true?

Natasha dragged Melody to her feet, and the green girl would stand facing the angry Russian, seemingly unable to counter whatever dangerous manoeuvrer her opponent had in mind...

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Natasha was furious. The red mist had descended and the purple haired Russian was solely concentrated now on breaking Melody rather than wrestling with a cool head and putting Melody away for the Empire to enjoy the taste of victory. With her hands clasped to the side of the girls head, Natasha hissed with every breath, she was seething with rage and it clouded her judgment. Valentina on the apron gripped the top rope, she had seen Natasha do this before. The blond tried to calm her tag team partner.

"Natasha, focus!"

The purple haired Russian however was not to be denied her glorious moment of crushing Melody. She glanced at Valentina with a sneer that would curdle cream, such was its ferocity.

As she picked up Melody to her knees, the Russian drew a hand back and unloaded a humiliating and disrespectful SLAAPPPP across the Greenette's cheek. With that, Natasha turned and bolted for the ropes on the opposite side of the ring, she took them at her back and thundered back over to Melody who Natasha hoped was still kneeling and reeling from the arrogant open palmed assault. Sweating hard, her cheeks puffed out, long purple hair trailing behind her like wild fire, Natasha was keen to end Melody with a brutal high knee to the forehead

The canvas shook as she pounded toward her, a runaway train of destruction. The crowd saw the move and urged Melody to get clear, to escape, to do anything to prevent her head from being blasted by the knee of Natasha. Each footfall was a bell tolling toward Melodies end!

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As Melody looked at Natasha, with tired, yet still angry gaze, with Valentina asking her partner to focus, the angry Russian would ignore the advice, pulling back her hand, and hardly cracking the palm of her hand against Melody's cheek in a disrespectful slap to her face!

The hard burning sensation at her cheek somewhat revived the greenette, as her gaze shifted to confusion at the pain from the attack...before switching to pure, murderous rage. As Natasha would rush towards the ropes, Melody wouldn't go to her knees as the Russian Seductress expected. Rather, Melody's full attention was on what Natasha had in mind as she rebounded from the ropes nearby...

A second later, she would see Natahsa rush at her like a freight train, before jumping into the air, aiming her knee at greenette's head!

...but it wouldn't find it's mark, as Melody would duck at the last moment, rushing underneath Natasha's leg, before quickly rising up to her full height.

With Natasha's attack avoided, Melody wouldn't waste any time on her retribution.

Waiting half-a-second for the Russian to turn, Melody would backflip in the air, aiming her left foot for Natasha's face for a hard and quick Pele Kick!!!

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The sadistic look on the Russian Seductress' face was there for all to see. Natasha intended to not only take Melodies head off but leave her helpless to defend or kick out against a humiliating pin. The purple haired Russian felt good, she had destroyed Navi and now was going to single handedly wipe out the remainder of the tag team, to leave the Imperial Russian Empire victorious!

As she jumped, she cocked her leg back and waited for the inevitable collision.....

.... nothing!

Natasha knew something was wrong and she awkwardly landed on her feet, stumbling forward much to the delight of the crowd who hated her with every passing moment. Valentina on the other hand stood at the Russian's corner, hands rising to her head in despair for she knew what was coming

"Natasha!"

Valentina cried out which made the Russian look at her partner, giving Melody vital seconds. As Valentina pointed and gestured to the Greenette, Natasha turned

WHAM!

Natasha's eyes crossed and she fell forward. A few of the crowd sarcastically called TIMBER! The Russian landed face first, stunned by the kick which really cleaned her clock. Valentina's anguish was palpable, she tried to enter the ring, discarding the ref girl who was quick to admonish the large blond Russian

Natasha meanwhile groaned and lay face down on the canvas, a desperate need to stop her head from spinning

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Melody's foot satisfyingly collided with Natasha's head, bringing the purple haired Russian down. Hard. She laid on the canvas, seemingly out of it for the time being...

Melody meanwhile, only managed to get to her hands and knees after the move. Despite the counter, it wasn't like the consequences that had happened to her disappeared in an instant. Her scalp felt as if bits of hair were actually pulled from it, her spine and neck were still screeching in pain after the devastating Muta Lock from Nat, her head hurt...she desperately needed a break...she desperately needed a tag...but as she turned her head, Navi was...

...right there, holding her hurt head, and outstretching her hand to her partner!

"Navi...", she let out, in shock...before that disappeared. Why should've she believed Nat? No one and nothing could hold the loudmouthed blonde down for long.

Navi woke up a little over a minute ago after being KOd, the 2 substitute refs arriving to attempt to help the woman to the back, leaving Melody to her fate...

For that action, both ref's recieved hard hooks to their jaws once she was conscious enough to understand what was going on, right as the two of them tried to lead her towards the entrance ramp.

A few seconds later, and, despite some light headache, and hurting spine, she was ready to continue the match...and especially, kick a certain, purple haired woman's ass!

Melody tried to drag herself sluggishly towards her corner, Navi egging her friend on: "Come on...come on, Mels!", as the distance between them closed more and more!

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Natasha's head was spinning. The kick was what you'd expect on the football field. She was face down, much to the crowds delight. However Valentina saw the change in fortune and was anxious. Had the tag team stuck to the plan, both Navi and Melody would have been flat on their backs, acting as seats for the Russian pair. As skilled and strong as Natasha was, her loose cannon element meant she could absolutely obliterate rivals or on occasions such as this, get caught out.

Things got worse for Val however as Nat stirred a little. The big blond saw Navi at the opposite corner.

"YOU!?"

The blond Russian scowled at Navi and pointed. She couldnt wait to finish what Nat started.

"Are you so keen to be smothered by me again bitch??"

Val was looking to pull out all she could to buy Natasha time to tag. The purple haired Russian held her hand out and crawled as best she could. The crowd urging the greenette and her partner to end the Russians cheating ways

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"Me...", Navi said with a cocky grin, as Melody edged closer and closer towards her partner for a tag...

...until, finally, both hands clasped their respective partners', and both blonde's were now the legal women in the match.

Navi growled as she entered the ring, wanting to beat the living shit out of Natasha for knocking the daylights out of her earlier...but she guessed her partner would have to do...of course, she wasn't planning on ending things without Nat bloodied and battered at her feet.

With both blonde's rushing at each other, Navi outstretched her arm, attempting to ram it straight at Val to take her down with a Lariat!

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Valentina glared at Navi with even more hatred than her purple haired comrade would have, she thought the French starlet was out of the match entirely. To have her come back now, fired up and ready to take the fight to the Russian pair was not how the blond strategist had considered. As she looked down she saw Natasha reach for a tag.

Never one to abandon her partner, she snarled and reached to relieve the tired seductress so she could take a rest. The momentum of the match had shifted back in favour of the French and English pair, and the crowd were only too keen to remind Valentina

The blond Russian stepped through the ropes and roared at Navi as she kicked off the canvas to charge over. The problem was, Valentina's rage had clouded her mind and how she was going to take Navi down

WHAM!

A hellacious bang rang around the arena accompanied by a groan as the Russian hit the canvas. Had there been commentary the crowd and wrestler were privy to, it would have surely been, "OH MY GAWD!" The clothesline looked brutal.

Valentina however was still running on adrenaline. Despite her breathlessness, she popped up, slower than expected and turned to race back toward Navi. Again the lariat connected and sent Valentina to the canvas with a crash.

This time the Russian rolled out of the ring and ended up on the thin mats outside. Hands and knees propping herself up as she gasped and tried to fight the shellshock of Navi's attack

Natasha who had seen the whole devastation immediately jumped off the apron to attend to her tag team partner, the shouts and cheers ringing in their ears. She kept one eye on Navi and started ranting at her in some very colourful and unlady like language, all to buy Val some time as she the ref girl started a count

ONE.. TWO..

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Right after she knocked Valentina off her feet with a hard Lariat, Navi's fellow blonde quickly rose up to her feet. It did little difference as Navi would ram another forearm into her well-endowed chest for a second Lariat in a row!

The second attack would rock Val enough to make her retreat to the outside, the Frenchwoman smirking at her from the outside.

The ref girl started a count, but Navi was too fired up to rest inside the ring, practically stomping her right foot into the canvas while filled with energy! Especially with Natasha standing right there outside the ring with her partner, swearing at her in both Russian and English.

"Navi! Let's dive!", Melody would call out. Though she wasn't properly rested, she was more than alright with pulling off one good attack against their opponent's on the outside. The greenette would quickly jump over the ropes to enter the ring, ref too focused on her count on the Russians outside the ring to notice.

With both friends nodding at each other, the two girls would take off running to the opposite side of the ring to where the Russians were, to gain a bit of momentum. Together, the greenette and the blonde took off for the Russians.

A moment later, almost simultaniously, Melody would jump off over the ropes at Val for a Tope Con Giro, attempting to collide her back with Val's fram, while Navi slipped through the top and middle ropes, to take Natasha down with a more classic Tope Suicida!

With fans cheering, and Melody and Navi running on adrenaline, both women barely felt any pain as they would leap back to their feet, roaring with energy to the sounds of the cheering crowd!

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Natasha was still hurting, and now furious at the British French pairing who were on the up. The roar of the crowd was the wind in their sales. The Russian's had been unceremoniously dumped outside, Natasha by her own steam and Val as a means of recovery from the match ending in disaster. As the purple haired Russian unloaded verbally on Navi, she stopped suddenly, curious why they were now running away?

The answer soon came as the pair inside the ring ran toward the Russians. Valentina managed to rise up to her feet and before Natasha had time to warn her, all four girls collided. The crowd went nuts and roared for Navi and Melody. The Imperial Russian Empire had been toppled and they landed in a heap, heads up against the crowd barrier a pained look on their faces as they tried to recover from the daredevil impact and high-flying of their rivals.

As Melody and Navi untangled themselves to soak up the applause and cheers of the crowd, it was Natasha who was first to rise. The urge to get her back into the ring was key given the ref's count was rising.

Instead however of rolling Val into the ring where she could fight on, the short fuse of the purple haired Russian blew. She saw Navi and Mel working the crowd, her blood boiled and she again let her native tongue do all the talking. Unfortunately for Natasha, the ref girl got out of the ring on this ill mannered affair and stood between the parties, ordering both Melody and Natasha back to their respective corners as some means of control.

Natasha obeyed reluctantly as she didnt want this pair to win by some cheap DQ, the Russian wanted to crush them both and let Melody know

"Pathetic needed zee ref to save you! We will break you Green!"