Emily Nelson vs. Peggy McIntyrePeggy

This was it, Peggy had her and was going to seal the deal. She smiled as she bent down to grab onto Emily, making sure she faced the turnbuckle as she lift. Peggy was setting Emily up for her finisher, a spider suplex from the top rope followed immediately by a diving leg drop from the top!

Peggy groaned as she lift, getting Emily to a sitting position on the top, facing away from the center of the ring. Peggy climbed and set her feet up, making sure they were intertwined in the ropes so she could suplex Emily unforgivingly! "Time to end this fun little romp we had Emily....." Peggy said as she got herself in place, setting herself up for what she thought would be the final nail in the coffin!

Emily was in a bad state at this point, her chest heaving as she was left breathless by that last solid body impact from Peggy. She groaned as the other girl lifted her up, and was unable to offer resistance as she was hoisted up onto the corner post.

Swaying unsteadily as she faced the apprehensive crowd, Emily nonetheless tried to fight back, shooting a weak elbow at Peggy as she grabbed the Noble Fighter from behind. If this did nothing, however, then Emily would be unable to stop Peggy from lifting her back and sending her flying backwards in a spider suplex.

Peggy was set up balancing as she grabbed onto Emily, taking the elbow to the face. Initially it didn't hurt and Peggy was about to laugh it off, but her balance was off and she slipped falling down hard! Peggy groaned as she landed on her upper back and the back of her head, laying not he mat and kicking in surprise pain!

She had Emil right where she wanted her.... could she get agonizingly close to sealing the deal and having victory snatched away from her? She rolled over, trying to get to her hands and knees, doing whatever she could to stagger up to her feet.

Somehow, by some bizarre miracle, Emily had managed to avoid a particularly nasty suplex. Which was great, except she was still stranded on the corner in none to great shape. Still, at least she now had some time to recover.

Breathing hard, Emily grabbed the ropes and untangled her legs, trying to turn around on the corner post before Peggy could retaliate, unaware that the Irish girl was also picking herself back up...

Peggy was up and saw Emily trying to recover. Emily dodged her way out of Peggys finisher, so Peggy wasn't ready to sit back and let her recover any longer. With a scream Peggy stepped back, rushing straight at Emily and jumping into the air!

Peggy sailed at Emily boots first looking to plant her into the corner again with a running dropkick! However, there was room for error that could spell disaster for Peggy if Emily had recovered enough to move out of the way.

If Emily hadn't still been recovering from several suplexes and slams in a row, she would have turned around and dived down at Peggy by now. As it stood, just as Emily turned to face Peggy again, the Irish girl was already running at her, feet-first, running up for a diving drop kick.

Emily narrowly managed to bring her arms up to block the blow, but the impact still knocked her off her perch, tumbling backwards. With her boots hooking against the ropes, her fall was arrested, but her upper body was still knocked downward, swinging back and hitting the corner post! Emily grunted as the back of her head was hit, and stars danced across her vision. Dazed, the Noble Fighter hung from the corner post, her arms trailing down lifelessly, before gravity kicked in and she toppled to the ringside floor in a heap.

This was it, Peggy had a chance to show everyone just how well the curvy girl could do a few things... like fly. She moved over to the turnbuckle and climbed up rapidly, turning to look down at Emily. "Lemme show ya a little bit o' flyin' my precious little lady!" Peggy called out about the leaner, but lighter woman below.

With a shout peggy jumped up, looking to land down on top of Emily with a top rope frog splash falling all the way to the outside of the ring!

Flopping down onto her front, Emily lay facedown for a few seconds, the back of her head throbbing like a drum where it had crashed into the corner post. Woozily, she shook her head, dimly hearing the chanting of her fans in the background. Groaning, she rolled over onto her back, grabbing the back of her head and clenching her teeth, trying to force her eyes open and make the world start making sense again.

The moment she opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was Peggy plummeting down at her. Alarm, she didn't even have time to move before the heavier girl slammed down on top of her. The air erupted from her lungs, and her lower body jolted before she went still again, this time breathing hard.

The crowd roared as Peggy showed off her flying and landed successfully. She was in shock, in a good way, that Emily didn't move. This was it. It had to be.

Peggy got up and waste as little time as possible yanking Emily up to her feet as she rolled the taller woman under the bottom rope and back into the ring. She had to go for a cover, and now. Peggy slid back in next to Emily, getting Emily onto her back and laying across the former Wrestle Angels chest, hooking a leg!

"ONE!"

Peggy said nothing, just holding Emily down with baited breath as she hoped that this would be it.

There was a tremendous thump as Peggy plummeted down on top of Emily, the Scotswoman's lower body jacknifing off the may before going still. Emily's fans screamed in disbelief as the Noble Fighter was rolled umresistingly into the ring before flopping limply onto her back, and being covered by the pin.

"TWO..."

Emily showed no reaction at all to the countdown...that was, until her body suddenly jersey underneath Peggy's, getting a shoulder up. Emily still seemed barely conscious, but it was clear that she wasn't done yet.