Julie O'Reilly - The Spunky Irish (debut!) vs Julia Night

Julie had seemed to be in control for a while now, and she wanted to try out some moves that were a bit more spectacular than the traditional submissions. She knew there was a risk involved, but then again, this could be the best opportunity for her to perform those that she could get. "Now or never..." was going through Julie's mind as she jumped for the moonsault.

When Julie landed, it turned out to be more on the "never" side. Julia had not been fooled, and had managed to roll away from the line of fire. The Irish had to roll around on her back after her unsuccessful attempt, and could see the Texan pulling herself up by the ropes. Julie knew that her position was a very unfavourable one now, and staying down could turn out to be a grave error.

Julie would then get up on her all fours. As soon as the Irish could see Julia turn around to face her, she would try to quickly jump forward, hoping to deliver a headbutt to Julia's belly. That way, maybe she could buy herself some more time to recover from the unsuccessful aerial attack.

Thankful that she was able to avoid the storm tat was that moonsault Julia needed a bit to recover from the three submission moves he ended up taking in succession, her back hurt and she felt like she could pass out from the lack of air. Turning around she expected Julie to stay down long enough for her to get the first attack but Julie was the one who made the first move.

"Ouugh!" She groaned as the Irish girls head was oddly driven into her belly, folding back she laid against the ropes while she tried regain her footing. Letting out a cough as this match was going nowhere close to how she planned or envisioned.

Julie realised very well that her unsuccessful moonsault meant she would be in trouble unless she could somehow buy more time. And driving her head into the Texan's belly seemed to be the best way to do that. Luckily for her, Julia hadn't apparently been expecting that at all, and the Irish could get some more time to recover with her move.

As soon as she had completed her attack, Julie fell back to the floor and rolled away from the Texan. She settled herself in the middle of the ring doing some recovering, closely keeping her eyes on Julia. Even though she had had the upper hand of the match for a while now, it hadn't been easy for Julie either. The Irish knew that Julia was a dangerous opponent, especially now if she was even angrier by her attacks. Julie prepared herself to quickly stand up again if Julia showed any signs of starting to move away from the ropes.

The unexpected nature of such an attack definitely played a part in why it was a successful move. Staying up against the ropes she tried to breathe properly as she saw Julie backing up to the center of the ring while she did so. Staying up against the ropes she stopped off them only to drop to her knees and cough.

Looking exhausted she stayed there for a second she looked like she was too tired to continue before springing up and trying to tackle the redhead to the floor. "Ive had it with you already! I'm not letting you beat me!"

As Julia began stepping off the ropes, Julie began raising on her knees. But surprisingly for Julie, the Texan fell to her knees immediately. It looked like she really wasn't in a good shape to continue. It made Julie let down her guard.

But before the Irish knew it, the Texan was already springing up towards her. Julia's move was so fast that even the spunky Irish couldn't avoid it, and she soon found herself on her back under the bigger girl's body. Knowing that she needed to get out of there fast, Julie chose to ignore the Texan's words again. Instead, the Irish tried to wrap her arms and legs around Julia, hoping she would be able to roll the two around, or at least get Julia off her enough for Julie to try to escape away from her.

The two collided to the floor and the smaller redhead was trying to take control before she could do anything. Though the smaller redhead wasn't having any of it. Letting out a yelp as her legs wrapped around her waist Julia brought her hands to her leg while taking her other hand and grabbing at Julies hair.

"Let go of me." She said as she tried to keep control of her even as she felt her waist being squeezed slightly. Pulling on her hair for a second she let go and drove punch into Julies belly before sending a second punch into her chest to try and take control of the match again that way.

Things took a turn for the worse for Julie, when Julia managed to tackle the Irish under her. She knew immediately it was critical to escape fast. However, that was not going to be easy, and turned out to be even more difficult as the angered Texan resorted to cheaper tactics trying to gain control over the Irish.

Julie screamed as Julia started to pull her hair. She wasn't used to dirty tactics, and Julia was able to stop her resistance with that nasty feeling. Then the punches arrived. That was another thing Julie hadn't used to, only made worse by the fact that the Texan punched hard. Julie hadn't probably been ever punched so hard before. Julia could see pain on Julie's face, as the Irish was now momentarily unable to defend herself.

Oh she could see the pain alright. Julie wasn't used to big hits like this she wonder how she would fair against anyone bigger or stronger then her. Probably worse then she was now but that's not what mattered. She needed to take advantage of this opening and hammer her fist in Julie's face one more time she would try to push her off and roll her to her side.

From there she would move in and hook her arms around her neck and lock in a sleeperhold like the one Julie had her in earlier. Squeezing her neck she tried to send Julie out as fast as possible. "Come on girl show us that little determination you seem to half, unlike you I'm not going to be stupid enough to let go until your too weak to stop me."

Julia was turning out to be a vicious opponent. Julie had little experience in wrestling against brutal opponents, and that was turning out to be costly in AFW. She could only scream in pain, as Julia delivered her hard punches in Julie's belly, chest and face. The Spunky Irish that the crowds had loved was now running into serious pain and trouble.

Julie just wanted to roll around and escape, but that wasn't happening as the Texan had decided to let the Irish taste her own medicine. As the two were on their sides, Julia grabbed Julie in a vicious sleeper hold that quickly started to drain the Irish' strength. Listening to Julia's taunting, Julie couldn't help but desperately try to rip Julia's arms off her neck, and aimlessly kick back at Julia's legs.

Julia refused to let go of the submission hold. Wanting to make the Irish squirm and writhe before slowly going out. Smiling as she felt her struggles she felt her kicking back at her legs before Julia pulled back with her arms in an effort to keep her from doing so. Wrapping her legs around her waist to try and keep her down.

"Come Julie just stay down already. I'm not letting go until you tap or pass out! Then I'm gonna take my time in the second fall to show you just how hopelessly outclassed you truly are in this match" Julia ranted as at the match continued and Julie struggled.