Reira Kirishima vs Julia Rogers

The wheels were turning in Julia’s blonde head as she thought about what she was going to have to do to finish Reira off for good, though she knew it likely wouldn’t be an easy task. Julia almost hated to admit it, but despite how despicable this girl was, she was pretty damn tough too.

And just when the blonde had hoisted Reira back up to her feet, her foe’s arms suddenly lashed out and wrapped around her waist. And before Julia could react, she found herself twisting and flipping through the air, before crashing down onto her back!

“Agh!” she shouted upon impact, while her back arched and a hand moved protectively over it.

Reira had to lay on the mat for a bit after hitting that suplex, still getting her wind back from Julia's various moves. The luchador could certainly move and fly, but unlike her pal Domino, she lacked the power and muscle to do the kind of damage to Reira that he had done.

She'd start getting up the same time as Julia, rubbing her head before rushing forward and grabbing Julia around her waist again, from behind this time, trying to throw her back as hard as she could with a german suplex!

“Ugh...” Julia grunted, rubbing a hand over her aching lower back as she sat up. She hadn’t guessed Reira would have enough strength in her at this point to hurl the blonde into the air like that. A foolish assumption, and a costly one.

And as the luchadora stood up, unbeknownst to Julia, Reira was doing the same not far behind her. The champ’s arms coiled around Julia’s waist, and for the second time in a matter of seconds, the cowgirl was hoisted into the air before being driven down right onto her upper back!

“Arghh!” she cried out as her body crashed to the mat once again.

Reira laid on the mat again after the suplex, not taking as long this time to get back to her feet.

With Julia down, Reira walked over to her, kicking her to her front and planting her knee on the girls back, before reaching her arms around Julia's chin and pulling back on her neck, using a modified camel clutch, same as the one she had Domino locked in at Showdown.

"Lets see if you can hold longer than that worthless boy did!"

Julia started to pull herself back up to her feet a few seconds after being planted down with the German Suplex. But unfortunately, Reira had already gotten up and closed the distance between them, and a boot smacking into the masked woman pushed her down onto her front.

And before Julia could move again, the redhead’s knee pushed into her back while a pair of hands pulled back on the cowgirl’s chin. “Aaagh!” Julia cried out, cringing in agony as she was bent back with the modified camel clutch. Almost immediately, the ref was kneeling beside them asking if Julia wanted to submit.

“N-No!” She yelled in response, while trying to start clawing her way toward the ropes. She wasn’t about to let Drake down by submitting to the woman who’d cheated him out of his world title match. The pain was intense, but Julia was determined to fight through it until she was tightly grabbing onto that rope!

Reira kept the hold locked in tight, refusing to give even an inch, pulling on Julia's neck. Even when Julia grabbed the ropes, she still held on, pulling tightly with the camel clutch. Even when the referee yelled at her, she held tightly.

"Reira, she got the rope, you gotta let go!"

"Fuck off ref! Start the count!"

"One!"

"Two!"

"Three! Cmon Reira, you gotta let go!"

"I HAVE TILL FIVE!"

"FOUR! I WILL DISQUALIFY YOU!"

"FINE! Fine! Happy!?"

Reira finally let go, backing away from Julia's body, hands raised in the air, as the ref girl shook her finger in the redheads face and admonished her, too much eye rolling in response.

It didn’t surprise Julia too much when Reira refused to release her hold even after the masked girl finally managed to grab the rope. But she still had to endure the pain for four more excruciating seconds, crying out in pain all the way through them as her sinister foe continued to bend her back in the modified camel clutch.

When Reira finally released her Julia flopped onto the mat, and stayed still while panting for a moment to catch her breath, before reaching out to grab at the ropes again. Slowly but surely, the blonde began pulling herself back up toward a vertical base in spite of the pain rocking her back right now as a result of Reira’s hold, and a pair of high impact suplexes only seconds before that.

Domino is pacing a small trench in the locker room.

It's been a rollercoaster for anyone listening in. First came the shouts of outrage, then wild cheers went on for a while, and then more outrage. Domino knows from firsthand experience how surprisingly strong Reira is. Keeping the pressure on her was the right idea, but Julia's taken some rough shots. And that submission hold looked brutal. Sure, he could appreciate the angle the camera decided to give of the hold, given his girlfriend is ridiculously pretty, but still! He doesn't like the idea of her getting hurt out there.

He's behaving himself. He wants to come out and rage, maybe even distract Reira the way she had someone do with him. But that's not him; that's not his style, and he's fairly confident Julia would rather take a loss than sink to Reira's level. His girl is respectable. Admirable. One of the best.

And right now, she's looking battered.

"Come on, baby, find your feet. That's my girl..."

Reira moved forward and gave a hard stomp onto Julia's back to keep her from getting up yet before dropping down and rolling out of the ring, taking in the various loud boos of angry fans, loving the negative attention.

Moving towards the ring announcer, she shoved the woman aside and grabbed her microphone.

"Heh...You dumb masked bitch..."

She said into it, rolling back into the ring.

"Your not bad, I'll give you that, but did you REALLY think that this was just about having a match? Simple as that? No bitch, You needed to be taught a lesson not to mess with the Thorns...and we've got a girl happy to help me teach you."

Turning towards the entrance ramp, Reira made a waving motion.

"Ohhh Emmiiiiii..."

She said, signaling for her teammate!

As soon as Reira made her call Emi stepped out into the arena with a smile on her face. Emi would then sprint down to the ring and slide under the ropes before standing up and moving next to Reira. "You called?" Emi said with a laugh as she stood by Reira looking at the two other people in the ring with a smirk on her face. "Sup!" was all Emi would say as she readied herself for a fight as she removed her cowboy hat and tossed it into a nearby corner.