John vs Ray Blackthorn Hell in a cell match

John hissed when his spear connected, but didn't manage to floor her. Suddenly, her knee was brought up into his face and he snapped back, turning his back to her and holding his nose. Some blood began to drip onto the canvas from his chin. The source was clearly from his nose. The ref came in to check on him, but he brushed her off before backing up towards Ray, not realizing the danger he was putting himself into.

"Oooo~! That looked like it fucking hurt!" Ray laughed to herself sadistically as she watched John snap around within an instant, the red liquid gently dripping from his chin onto the canvas further increasing the cruel dragoness enjoyment.

"That's right.. Come here fucker.." Ray mumbled to herself quietly with a venomous smile as John unknowingly backed up towards her, putting himself at great risk of injury. Once he was close enough Ray would aggressively lunge forwards, trying to hook her arms around the vampires waist for one giant German suplex.

John's eyes widened when suddenly, he felt a pair of strong arms wrap around his waist, "Oh shit." he muttered as he was lifted into the air and brought down on his head and shoulders from the german suplex. She groaned as his body folded in half and he just lay like that for awhile.

"Don't tell me its as easy as that little man? I've barely gotten any time to beat you into the fucking ground yet.." Ray spat toxically while keeping a tight hold around John's waist, remaining in the aftermath of the German suplex position for a few moments longer before using her feet to push herself back and move John onto his shoulders.

John lay there, all folded up. He was then rolled onto his shoulders and he groaned softly. A small pool of blood had formed around his head from his nose and he looked like he had been knocked out. The ref slid next to them and checked to see if John was okay before slapping the mat to count the pin, "One!"

"Two!"

"Ahaha.. Truly quite the pathetic display even for a miserable creature like yourself.. I was hoping to have more time to toy with you but I suppose if this is all you can do I'll just pin you, fuck you and be done with it.. Quite sad really.." Ray growled lightly, acting sympathetic but completely faking it for her own sick amusement.

John grimaced a little, but threw his legs forward to kick out of the pin. He would then roll to his feet and just squat there, awaiting his opponent's next move. He swayed a little, but wouldn't let her see how weakened he was. He had just been through hell in his last match and hadn't really had enough time to recover, but he wouldn't let her see. He then slowly backed up against the ropes and bounced on his feet, just waiting.

"Oooo.. So maybe you aren't quite as much of a waste of fucking space as I thought you were.." Ray hummed in surprise, not at all expecting the vampire to break out of the well manoeuvred pinfall. "Doesn't mean you aren't a fucking waste of space though.. You're just slightly less of one.." She finished off with her usual toxic tone whilst climbing back up and stalking closer to John, stealthy raising her right arm in preparation for an attack.

John slowly got to his hands and knees, a small grin creeping across his face as he began to rise to his feet. He stumbled a little though, a little dazed from the german suplex. He would then balance himself and place his hands out in front of himself to steady him. Once he stopped rocking, he turned to face his opponent.

"Hm? What's with the stupid grin? Do you really get so little compliments that me calling you slightly less of a waste of space makes you happy? Aha.. That's pretty sad.." Ray laughed out quietly, not currently seeing John as much of a threat as she stretched her shoulders for a moment, lowering herself in preparation for a charge straight afterwards.

"Keep smiling though.. It might help the audience feel less sorry for you.." Ray gently growled, not wasting any more time before launching herself at John like a ballistic missile.