Helena MacLeod vs Dixie Clemets ( Complete )

Helena didnt find a better chance than this one before. She quickly stood up and sent a powerful dropkick to the cowgirl's back,making her bounce against the turnbuckle. Then,if not answered,she would trip Dixie and make her fall backwards to the mat. And then,she would wrap her arm around the cowgirl's leg and keep it up,calling the ref girl for the pin. That,if everything goes alright.

Dixie stumbled back right into Helena's boots as they drove themselves into the cowgirl's spine. "UAGH!!" The Texan called out as she was sent back into the corner and finally was tripped up, crashing to her back in a stunned daze. Dixie's eyes closed and she moaned softly, her head spinning and she felt her opponents weight settled down on top of her hooking her leg up. Dixie couldn't believe she made such a mistake and now Helena had swung things back in her favor and was in control...

Helena kept a tight hold of the texan's leg,and the ref-girl tapped her hand on the mat for the first time,shouting at full force. "One!" The crowd cheered for the russian as she seemed to be a new person in this match,acting in a wiser and nicer way this time.

Dixie could hear that Helena was beginning to pick up more fans, perhaps stealing some from the cowgirl as the referee counted. Dixie had to fight out of this, she HAD to, the belt was on the line and if Dixie lost she had no idea when she might get another chance. Dixie's breathing was more labored now as the chain of offensive moves had taken a good deal out of the cowgirl...

Helena was pretty confident about the hold she had on Dixie's leg,and thinking it would be enough to keep the texan down for the count,she heard the ref-girl. "Two!" It seemed like the count was going to last forever,in such an important match like this one.

Dixie's mind was in the right spot, but her body was still dazed. She wanted to escape, wanted to kick out, but with her leg hooked so well she felt very weak and was still reeling from trifecta offensive only moments before. The cowgirl's head shifted from left to right, Helena's weight keeping her shoulders pressed down dangerously close to the 3-count but the cowgirl squeaked out just as the ref's hand slapped the mat. After a moment, the ref girl shook her head and signified that it was only a two count and that the match would go on. Dixie sighed, having dodged the bullet by the skin of her teeth....

Helena growled and bit her tongue to keep herself from screaming. That was so close! How could that have happened?! Furious,the russian stood up and tried to calm herself with breathing exercises. The anger was a dangerous enemy that makes people take the wrong decissions. She would take a few steps back and watch as her opponent starts to stand up.

Dixie slowly rolled to her stomach and began to get up, trying to keep her eyes on Helena so she couldn't surprise the cowgirl with another attack. She began to back up as she got to her feet before nodding to her foe, "Close one." the Texan complimented though she was somewhat embarassed by how close it was. After complimenting Helena, Dixie would feel recovered enough to go for a lockup. From the lock up, Dixie would try to raise a knee into Helena's stomach to double her over and then slip behind her to put her in one of her favorite holds, the abdominal stretch...

Helena smirked as she locked up with her opponent. But,she wasnt expecting that the texan would send a knee blow right to her gut. She immediatly let go of Dixie's hands and doubled herself over,holding her gut. For her surprise,her opponent's move wasnt over. She felt the texan's hands on her,and started groaning as the pain started to become unbearable. She struggled as much as she could,trying to get free.

"..Let...Go..!!"

"Tell ya what...you give, and I'll let ya go." Dixie smirked back, happy that she finally got the submission-hold-happy Helena with her own medicine. The cowgirl wrenched her hard, keepling Helena bent over with her right arm twisted and pointed into the air, making it quite uncomfortable for her opponent...