Lauren Vs. Ossi: Unexpected Hardcore Rematch

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Lauren was changed and walking around backstage. Some people were keeping their distance as the usually pleasant woman had seemed to have changed ever since her loss to Jem Holland. She was nastier in matches, doing things like eye rakes and rope chokes while shouting at the members of the audience who booed her. It was true that the bosses did tell her that she wasn't as marketable and her performance had to pick up but Lauren in her mind had turned that into a bigger threat than it was meant to be.

Now she walked around and seemed on edge all the time as opposed to nice, chatting up the workers backstage. She was walking down a hallway from the locker room towards a catering area, not sure if she were going to be asked to fill in for anyone tonight. She was in her blue swimsuit, white boots, and white kneepads as she made her way around the corner with a semi-scowl etched on her face.

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Ossi scowled as she stepped out of the connecting corridor and looked down towards the catering area to see the unmistakable blue swimsuited figure of Lauren Fredricks walking away from her. Clad in her green and gold lycra belly top, matching briefs and long gloves and boots, Ossi was ready for a match.

But this wouldn't be a normal match. She was going to make the big goon Fredricks pay for the last embarrassing loss the Syrian beauty had suffered. In one hand she held a steel chair, the full extent of her nastiness creeping to the fore as she glared at her adversary.

"Alright, remember what I told you," Ossi snapped to the referee who was in tow. "Once that towering upstart is down I want a quick three count. Then spread the word that I defeated her. No mistakes."

The woman made a bobbing nod of agreement, having been paid a healthy sum from Shamar's vast cash reserves to look the other way at this less-than-sporting conduct. The pair made their way down the passage, and once they were close enough, Ossi barked out her challenge.

"Fredricks!" she shouted shrilly. "We have unfinished business!"

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Lauren was already in something of a foul mood when she heard a voice behind her, one she didn't really care to hear. "What the.... what are you talking about you little brat?" Lauren asked when she saw the referee tailing her along with the chair in her hand. This was going to be one of those nights it seemed.

Before Ossi could act Lauren was determined to halt this attack before it began! She lunged at Ossi trying to smash her knee into the womans abdomen before ripping the chair out of her hands, tossing it on the ground near them. After that Lauren grabbed Ossi by the hair and brought her over to the hard concrete hallway wall, smashing it against the wall three times! "Is this how you expected things to go down Ossi!? How does this feel you stupid bratty bitch!?" Lauren screamed as she preemptively went on the attack to thwart the semi-ambush!

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Ossi strode forward confidently, sure that her weapon would give her the necessary edge over the larger woman. However, what she did not expect was Lauren to come charging over to meet her!

"We're going to finish th-UNNNGH!" her threat was left half finished as the heavyweight slammer rushed her, slamming a knee into the unsuspecting Syrian's exposed midriff! She doubled over spluttering for breath, and an instant later the chair was torn from her grip and hurled away. The referee leaped back in surprise as Lauren's furious assault continued.

"No-GAAAAGHHH!" Ossi wailed as Lauren bashed her head off the solid concrete of the wall, three times in quick succession, with enough force to leave the Syrian heiress dazed, arms flapping aimlessly as she was only held upright by Lauren's grip. She moaned in pain, her ambush having suddenly been turned around in the blink of an eye!

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"Stupid brat... let me show you how to really take care if business!" Lauren screamed as she kept hold of Ossi, screaming as she lift her up and stepped forward to deliver a back breaker to the smaller challenger!

Lauren kept hold and didn't stop there either. She lift Ossi up again and hit a second consecutive back breaker on the Syrian beat! Lauren saw the chair on the floor and got an idea. She lift Ossi up again holding her as high as she could while power slamming her as hard as possible onto the chair! Lauren capped her trifecta of consecutive high impact moves by staying on top of Ossi immedaitely going for a pin!

"Count it, NOW!" Lauren screamed in anger at the referee who slid in to place!

"ONE!"

"TWO!"

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With her skull aching from the wall impact, all Ossi could do was flap uselessly with her arms and legs as Lauren heaved her skywards with ease and delivered not one, but two crushing back breakers.

"AIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEE!" Ossi shrieked as her spine was rocked by the impacts, but Lauren wasn't finished just yet, this time maneuvering the unsuspecting Ossi into position above the chair...

The third devastating slam was too much for Ossi. She let out a scream of agony as her body was slammed down against the chair, before the Syrian heiress almost blacked out, her eyes drifting shut and her body going limp beneath Lauren, limbs splayed out in all directions as the referee watched on, stunned.

But when Lauren demanded the pin, the referee wasn't about to refuse, given the mood of the American slammer. She quickly dropped down and started counting.

"ONE!"

"TWO!"

"THREE!"

There was no chance of Ossi kicking out. The Arab beauty was barely conscious... but conscious enough to hear the three fall complete. A surge of shame and anger washed over her as her plan completely backfired. Instead of getting revenge she now lay beaten by Lauren for a second time! That dreadful thought was her last before her eyes fluttered and she passed out, pinned beneath the body of her rival.

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Lauren just stood up looking down on Ossi. "I don't know how you managed to perform halfway decent against me the last time we fought. Instead of sneaking up on people try training or something." Lauren said still shaking her head at Ossi. The big woman walked away down the hall, her hands on her hips as she was in disgust at what Ossi tried to do. She was just happy she had emphatically thwarted Ossi's attempt to attack Lauren with a chair to get a win over her in a hardcore match.