Spicy Reparation: Diabolica Vs Ven (Complete)

Needing a little bit more time to recover Ven was forced to block the first hit by swiftly moving one of her arms. Although she was successful in blocking the attack her facial expression still showed signs of being hurt, as getting hit in the arm full force with a baseball bat was still a painful experience. Gathering herself in enough time to nimbly duck underneath the second swing Ven would raise her body back up straight afterwards, the same focused look engrained into her face.

With one last swing being aimed at her body Ven would carefully move to the side, opening one of her hands and grabbing the end of the baseball bat in mid flight! Trying to capitalise on this she would pull harshly on the end of the bat whilst throwing a punch forwards, aiming straight for Diabolica's masked face. If this punch sufficiently dazed her opponent she would begin trying to move her towards one of the announcer tables, clearly planning something to turn the tide.

Diabolica saw that Ven was barely dodging bat swings and hitting her arms left loud and satisfying noise as well. Mexican heel was keep forgetting that opponent is same size and tough as herself. Normally she would be able to do with opponents whatever she desire after these hard blows, but this wasn't the case with Ven.

Bat didn't find it's destination when aiming the body. Ven actually managed to grab and stop it. Diabolica looked up out of surprise and next thing she saw and felt was strong tug and fist in her face. She released the bat after clearly being little groggy and placed hands on her face. Not seeing where they were out where they were heading, Diabolica just let that Ven was leading her around the ring.

Currently having full control over where her opponent would go Ven knew exactly what she wanted to do and how she would go about doing it. Using a tremendous amount of force she pushed Diabolica towards one of the announcer tables, releasing almost an animalistic like growl as she did so. Once they reached the table she gave her masked foe one last massive push, positioning her on the table, where she would hopefully stay.

Silently praying that Diabolica would remain in the same place for long enough Ven sprinted back towards the ring, leaping up onto the side upon arrival and quickly climbing up the closest turnbuckle. Wiping the blood from her eyes she would waist no time before leaping into the air, positioning herself to deliver a cataclysmic elbow drop!

Diabolica was too tired and dizzy to resist, so she was just blindly stumbling in direction where Ven was pushing her. She was put on table and although it wasn't, it kinda feel good to just lay and took some rest. She looked around and saw the crowd - some were excited while others were showing her to go off the table. Of course they knew what was following, but Mexican luchadore hard no idea.

She twisted her head on other side and Ven was nowhere. After another few seconds Diabolica finally spotted her, but it was already too late. Ven was already in air and land with elbow straight on her chest. Announcer tale collapsed under weight of both wrestlers and Diabolica couldn't even scream because of pain. Impact was so hard that it knocked almost all air out of her lungs and big heel was left on floor, curling herself into a ball.

Connecting with the destructive elbow drop Ven both felt and heard the table collapse beneath her sending an impact wave throughout her entire body as said table was destroyed with a loud smash! Still heavily injured and already feeling quite physically exhausted she would lay on top of her opponent for a while whilst panting, eventually managing to build up the strength to whisper something. "O-Over.. So.. Soon..?"

Managing to stumble back onto two feet Ven bent down and grabbed a tight hold on one of Diabolica's arms before slowly climbing back into the ring, brining her heavy foe with her. Once in the ring Ven would drag the masked Mexican to its centre, making sure she was down on her back before she went in and attempted a standard pinfall, hooking one of her opponents massive legs to hopefully help prevent her from kicking out.

Diabolica heard Ven's whisper, but she was still heavily panting and gasping for air. Match was way more intense than she imagined, since big Mexican girl was never so beaten and exhausted before. She felt how Ven was pulling her back on feet and began dragging her back toward the ring. Being too weak at the moment to do anything, Diabolica just went along and leaning on her opponent.

After getting dragged in center and pinned familiar voice came from the distance saying ONE! Counting began and there was no way that Diabolica will let Ven winning this match.

TWO!

It was now or never. When Ven was getting Diabolica back in the ring she got her some time to recover as well. Frankly, she was far from being ok, but got enough strength back to kick out of the pin.

Big Mexican began rolling and crawling away, hoping to reach corner turnbuckles which would help her getting back on feet.

Hearing the referee reach the two count Ven believed this match to be over. Even if she had taken an extreme amount of damage in a relatively short amount of time and had started to bleed rather heavily, it was over, and she would come out as the victor. Unfortunately to her dismay moments before the three count Diabolica managed to roll out of the pin, leaving Ven with a feeling of devastation as she continued to lay on the unforgiving canvas.

Understanding that she must fight on Ven would also struggle back to her feet, slowly but surely managing to make it back up without the aid of the ropes or any of the turnbuckles. Unluckily for her the beefy Mexican had already made it back up! Giving her prime opportunity to attack and turn the tide of battle once again!

Diabolica was slowly escaping the Ven claws and she didn't even realize that noone was following her. Beeing too exhausted, she managed to stumble to the corner and get back on her feet. It was when Diabolica got back on her feet and turned around, when big Mexican realized how fight was going. Reality was, that both wrestlers were pretty beaten up already and when still wasn't back on feet.

Diabolica won't miss the opportunity to get revenge for last Ven's jump. She walked bacl toward the opponent. When reaching her, she would swing with arm, aiming to land a punch on Ven face. Wheter the punch would land, be avoided or blocked, Diabolica would wait for Ven to get back on her feet to grab her by the dress. She would lead them toward the ropes, attempting to throw her opponent over the ropes out of the ring.

After only making it about halfway to her feet Ven was greeted with the terrifying sight of her already fully prepared opponent. Unable to do much in time except widen her eyes with shock she was struck in the face, instantly causing her to fall back onto all fours like some form of injured dog. Struggling to catch her breath Ven would eventually start painfully pulling herself back up for a second time, and much to her surprise, she would actually make it up this time.

Soon realising why her opponent had let her return to her feet Ven felt Diabolica grab a hold of her dress, surely to do something horrible in retaliation to her earlier attacks. Suspicions verified Ven found herself being tossed straight over the top rope! Quickly smashing into the hard ground with a subdued thud. Currently in a catastrophic amount of pain she would eventually start to crawl along the ground, searching for something to help pull herself back up.

Diabolica smiled after feeling opponent skin on her knuckles. She only wanted her to make her little dizzy and inflict pain, but punch was stronger than she thought and it put Ven back down on the mat. Another grin covered heel's face after she heard a satisfying sound of Ven hitting hard floor. It was good revenge and nice way to even the field regarding pain and exhaustment.

However, Diabolica didn't decide to jump on her opponent. It could be great way to inflict even more pain, but if she would fail to success battle could turn around pretty bad. Instead she slides under the rope and went toward Ven. Seeing her crawling toward the fence, Diabolica would grab her dress again. It was hard to do, but she gathered enough strength to pull Ven back on feet, just so she could push her forward in the fence.