Jessica Wright vs. Freia Kagami

Jessica was out. She felt like she had been released from Alcatraz or something like that. The berth of the ring was now hers and the Violent Violet breathed the free air once more, unburdened by pain or doubt. Her awesome strength had carried the day for her. Jessica did a few courtesy rolls forward just to make sure she was beyond Freia's snares and stood up.

She checked herself as she turned. If she were being honest with herself she would note that the stf had taken a lot out of her and had almost drained her completely. That the move was something that should be avoided at almost all costs. But Jessica wasn't that good at introspection. Mostly, she had gotten angry at the whitehaired girl and thought of a hundred ways to bloody that pretty little face of hers.

Jessica surged forward. She was smarter this go around, and a hell of a lot angrier. The Violent Violet feinted high with a punch then spun her body around to launch a heel kick at Freia's gut. That ought to wipe the smirk off of her face.

Freia was feeling pretty good, having torture the lovely Jessica in that position for so long had without a doubt put her in the favor for this match, there was no one that could say that she was not the one who'd be the favorite in any pole for the winner after such a prolonged and painful looking STF...hell, Jessica even looked as if she was kind of spent.

At least...that was how it looked to Freia and perhaps a lot in the crowd, though all those people were wrong, as perhaps anger was enough fuel for the Violent Violet. Who soon enough rushed forward and tried to launch that punch...Freia was ready though! She'd catch that arm, trip Jessica up and lock her into a crossface...there way that Jessica would withstand a crossface after such a devastating stfu.

When Freia went in to try and grab that arm though...it was gone! Instead she took a hard heel kick to her gut!! Freia staggered backwards, arms folding around her stomach as she gasped out, eyes bulging as coughs escaped the whited haired beauty's lips. Her plan was ruined...and Jessica had shown that she could pull of decent feints...this was not a good sign for the Perfection Beyond Death.

Some girls couldn't fight when they were angry. They rushed into things, didn't think things through, went forward with no regards for consequences. Seething mad was when Jessica was at her absolute best. She always wanted to do as much damage as possible to her opponents but her cruel reptilian hindbrain had a wily cunning to it. It made Jessica crazy like a fox, and her muscles could bring all the pain required.

Her plan worked to perfection and her heel slammed in to Freia's gut. Seeing that arrogant bitch in pain made for an early Christmas for Jessica and she knew she had to capitalize on her situation. Jessica would attempt to pull Freia's head under her armpit. From there, it was a matter of grabbing that lovely little wrestling costume of hers and then lifting her high into the air.

Delayed vertical suplex. Or as Jessica liked to call it, a Fujita Five.

Freia gasped and wheezed lightly as she tried to stagger backwards after taking that kick to her mid section. though of course she wasn't allowed to escape from Jessica's clutches as the Violent Violet had managed to finally get some momentum going in this match.

A move that Freia hadn't expected as it seemed Jessica was playing things a lot smarter than before, with even more ferocity somehow. Before long the white haired beauty's head was trapped in under Freia's armpit and with a tug on her wrestling tights....the mighty purple haired woman had raised Freia upside down into the air.

Blood rushed into the skull of the perfection beyond death as she remained almost motionless in Jessica's clutches...before she was finally dropped down hard onto her back. " Gaagh!" she yelped out in pain from the impact, her head feeling like it was swimming with all the blood in her skull.

No one liked her. Hell, Jessica wasn't even that big of a fan of herself. Even though Jessica's fans were few and far between, everyone respected what Jessica could do. Everyone knew her strength, her experience. Her ferocity. When Jessica finally sent that bitch down to the mat in one of the most spectacular ways possible, the crowd let out a few ooh's. They couldn't help it really. It was like a zoo where everyone gawked at the biggest and strongest lion. Jessica rose from the mat with contempt for them and for the whitehaired woman.

There was a sea change. After spending so long in the woman's clutches, it was nice to not only be out but be winning. Jessica had grown up in the square circle and she knew she was a long way from actually winning the match, but this was sure as hell a nice change of pace.

She kept going. That is what Jessica always had to do. She bent down to pick up the Perfection Beyond Death and attempted to lift her high into the air. Then she would attempt to bring her down as hard as possible over her knee, for a backbreaker.

Freia shook her head and tried to scramble away towards the ropes or something...but it seemed as if the Violent Violet wasn't done with her just yet. Freia's attempts to make her way towards the ropes were stopped as Jessica soon enough picked the white haired beauty up and raised her up into the air.

" Wooah ??!" Freia let out in surprise as her massively beautiful frame was hoisted up into the air...though she wasn't up there for a very long time as soon enough the White Wolf was slammed right down onto Jessica's knee which caused her body to arch, gasping in pain as a long and silent scream was released from her mouth, slumping down over that knee and looking as if she was weakly trying to roll off of that knee.

Jessica loved that move. There were moves she favored more and she used more, but the backbreaker was a good one. It was so pure and simple, yet so incredibly painful. And watching a girl just slump off of one's knee was just so appealing to a woman such as the Violent Violet. She rose from her kneeling position and looked down with contempt at the white haired beauty below her. The Fujita Five let her do what she wanted now, and doing that was truly a wonderful experience. Her muscles were tense from combat and beads of sweat dripped from every pore of her body. She was breathing hard, which she had not even noticed, and pangs of tiredness were beginning to reverberate in the deepest parts of her.

She put all that aside. It was time for violence and copious amounts of it. This was a no DQ match, which Jessica had shamefully failed to take advantage of. It was time to rectify that situation. Jessica bent over and sought to pick up Freia by her hair. Then she would hopefully send her to and over the ropes to get this fight on that harsh cement floor.

Freia had now taken some really bad moves....and it wasn't looking good for the perfection beyond death as she was being woman-handled by the lovely Jessica right now. The busty violet haired woman was doing all she could to pain the white haired beauty. Soon enough the Wrestle Angels veteran was soon grabbed by her long hair and pulled up towards her feet....


Only for her to soon enough being pulled and dragged towards the ropes before being swung up over the ropes and thrown down hard down onto the hard floor. " UUAGH!" She cried out in pain as her lovely frame bounced off the hard floor...flopping down against the floor and groaning in pain.

Jessica heard the sound of Freia hitting that harsh floor. She knew it wasn't a good feeling. A few times she had been dumped on it and knew that there were places that were considerably nicer. A smirk spread across her face as the sound of soft flesh hitting hard concrete echoed back to her. The crowd was stunned. They really did not want her to win. But winning was simply all she did. There was no concept Jessica had of herself that did not include victory and as she neared the side of the ring she reflected on that. This wasn't a title shot, nor was it even it a shot to become a contender. This was just a regular ass match.

Against a contemptible woman. Against this white haired bitch. Against everyone's expectations and demands and needs. Fuck that noise. To Jessica, this had become more than a regular match. It had transcended that long ago, as her hatred shone forth. Jessica climbed to the top of the turnbuckle and readied herself. This was something she rarely did, and with good reason. If she really wanted to, she could be agile, but she was never quite lithe enough to pull it all the way off. Nevertheless, Jessica had to try.

Besides, it might be fun. Jessica leaped from the top rope and did her best to do a flip. That would give her a nice amount of torque to bring her two thick legs right down across Freia, and hard.

Freia was down on her back now, having rolled around a tad bit after the impact. Now though she was on her back, groaning in pain and panting for breath, her head slowly shaking from side to side as she tried to find a way to deal with the current pain she had taken after that fall...she didn't want to lose right here...she wanted to get back up and fight but at the moment that seemed to be a rather impossible task...

The white haired beauty was starting to slowly try and make her way upwards but as she did she got to hear the screams of the fans, her gaze turned over towards something that was currently shadowing her...Eyes shot wide as she looked up and saw the frame of Jessica coming down for her and within and instant she had crashed down on top of Freia's form. Causing the lovely Wrestle Angels veteran to cry out in pain from the powerful impact, her body jolting a bit before it fell limp against the hard floor.