[ONE] Round One Match: Lindsay Walker vs Erin Quinn

Lindsay would twist and wrench Erin's arm as hard as she could, trying to cause as much pain as she could to the Irish girl, hopefully damaging her arm enough to take it out of the fight early. Sadly though, that wasn't how things worked out as Lindsay would suddenly feel Erin's heel slam into her knee!

"Bloody hell!" Lindsay screamed in pain as she released Erin's arm and hopped back, holding her pained knee. With a pained and angry face, Lindsay furiously glared at Erin.

"You bloody bitch!" Lindsay exclaimed as quickly tried to shake off the pain in her legs so she could be ready to take Erin on again.

Erin quickly took her arm back and shook it a bit to make sure it was still working. "Heh, I've been called worse." She responded with a grin. She felt a bit bad that she hit below the belt, but she never actually agreed not to. Not one to take much time to think, she went right back to trying to create some offense. Learning a bit of a lesson, she wouldn't just charge right in for a spear again. Since Erin finally landed a decent hit she wanted to follow it up by turning and throwing a kick at her foe's ribs. Erin hoped that she could soften up Lindsay a little more so taking her down would be easier.

Shaking off the pain from the blow to her leg, Lindsay would start paying closer attention to her Irish opponent. She certainly is one of her tougher opponents, but still wasn't going to change the fact that she was going to destroy this redhead. But Lindsay's reaction was too slow as her redhead opponent impressively swung her leg again for another sidekick. Lindsay let out a pained groan and stumbled to her left, almost losing her balance and falling onto the mat!

Luckily catching herself, Lindsay glared at Erin and steadied herself, but she clearly hadn't regained her footing just yet! "Do you anything else than act like a baby throwing a temper tantrum, love?" Lindsay taunted through grit teeth, holding her side.

Erin grinned as she connected with her kick. Finally she got her opponent off balance. The redhead wanted to capitalize on Lindsay's momentary weakness. She'd lunge forward and try to wrap her arms around the girl. "I can do plenty!" She declared, squeezing tightly. "Like...ugh...this!" She yelled, trying to lift the other wrestler off of her feet and slam her down to the mat with a hard suplex.

If Erin managed to get Lindsay to the mat she'd just stand over her opponent and brag. "How was that for a tantrum?" She'd ask before aiming a light stomp at the other wrestler's chest. The Irish lass didn't want Lindsay to have an easy time getting up so she'd aim another kick at her foe's waist before an attempt to drop down on Lindsay with a splash.

Lindsay was not in the position to be making taunts. Especially since Erin was able to slightly paralyze her, making her unable to move for a moment due to her paying attention to the pain at her side. Lindsay growled when Erin replied to her taunt and would rush her, getting behind her and wrapping her arms around her waist. Lindsay knew bloody well what this was.

"Oh bloody hell," Lindsay muttered in annoyance as Erin lifted her off her feet and slammed her down on the mat with a powerful suplex! Lindsay groaned in pain as her back was starting to sting from the impact and take make it worse, the Irish girl followed it up with a light stomp to her chest and another kick to her side! The kick caused Lindsay to roll to her side but Lindsay could already tell what Erin was going to do next.

Even amidst all the pain she was in, Lindsay would force herself to roll away from Erin and to the ropes, dodging the splash in the nick of time and jumped back to her feet. Muttering curses as she soothed the sore spots on her body, she would look back at Erin with a confident smirk. "Once again, nothing more than a little girl throwing a tantrum, love," Lindsay taunted as she wouldn't waste a moment after recovering and tried to deliver an elbow drop down onto Erin, hopefully her own splash stunning herself.

Erin was perhaps a little too overconfident. She had both given her opponent too much time and underestimated her. Lindsay was able to roll out of the way which left the redhead with nothing but the floor to cushion her fall. Erin grunted as she landed stomach first on the mat. "Guugh! SHIT!" She cried out before clutching her belly. She was instantly regretting her choice of moves as was evident from her cringing face.

"That was a mistake." Erin groaned as she slowly pushed herself up onto all fours. She made a mental note to make sure Lindsay was really stunned before trying something like that again. Her opponent seemed to learn from her mistake though and fairly quickly came back at Erin with a move of her own. "Aaargh!" Erin yelled as she felt Lindsay's elbow crash into her back, causing her to slam back down onto the mat. The Irish lass would lay sprawled out for a few seconds with a pained expression on her face as she tried to recover from the hit.

Lindsay was able to land her elbow drop and get a nice pained cry out of Erin but she wasn't down yet! Getting back up to her feet, she would bring Erin up along with her by pulling on her hair, pulling her up so she could look at her face with a cocky smirk, "Not so tough now huh? Well I think this Irish lass could go for an Irish Whip!" Lindsay would then whip Erin by her hair towards the rope, hoping to force her to rebound off of them and Lindsay could follow with a clothesline, trying to knock all the fight from Erin as possible.

If she could connect this, she would look down at Erin and mocked her, "Not so tough now, aren't you Love?" Lindsay laughed as she towered over Erin.

Erin winced as she was pulled up by her hair. "Aaah h...hair! What's with everyone and my hair!" The redhead complained. This was not the first, now would it be the last time that the Irish lass was lifted by her hair but it always irritated her. She tried to push away from Lindsay but the woman beat her to it, throwing her towards the ropes. Erin bounced back and stumbled towards her foe before she was knocked down with a hard clothesline. She hit the mat with a loud thud, followed by cheers from the crowd.

Erin looked up, slightly dazed by the hit. She didn't bother to respond to her opponent, focusing instead on just taking a few deep breaths before trying to roll onto her stomach and push herself up.

Lindsay's plan worked perfectly! After whipping the Irish girl to the ropes, she was able to send her flying down to the canvas, flat on her back! Lindsay laughed triumphantly over the girl as she looked down on her. Still stunned, Lindsay decided this would be the perfect opportunity to send Erin off with her finisher! Leaning down, Lindsay would pick Erin up by her hair once again and wrap her arms around Erin's neck and head and start choking her with her signature sleeper hold!

"Don't even think you can escape from this love. I know every nock and cranny about the sleeper hold, and I also know how to make them an instant ko," Lindsay whispered into Erin's ear as she tightened her sleeper hold, "But knocking you out right away is no fun. No, I want to suffer this love. I want to see that cute little face struggle before it passes out!"

Erin was once again lifted by her hair much to her discomfort. She soon felt her opponent's arms snake around her neck and start to squeeze. A multitude of thoughts would flow through the redhead's mind as she grit her teeth. The most pronounced would be "Who the hell does this bitch think she is thinking she could finish me off this quickly." Erin usually didn't hold grudges but two things she absolutely hated were being taken lightly and having her hair pulled.

Erin quickly swung her elbow back, jabbing her opponent in the ribs. "Nnng...get off!" She groaned. It was a fairly gut reaction for the brawler. What took more thought was her next move which was to grab at Lindsay's hands and get a grip on one of her fingers. Erin would pull it back as hard as she could giving her opponent the choice to either let go or suffer a broken finger. She was assuming Lindsay would chose the former but she would gladly deal with the latter.