Great Kali vs. Aisha Love: Standard Singles Match

"Auugghh!" she cried out again as Kali viciously stomped her. Her mouth lay open, trying to breathe. There was no response from her as she was mocked and ridiculed. She grabbed at her head as Kali pulled her up by it, feeling like her scalp was on fire, "Get off... of me..." she managed out hoarsely. She could only think what kali was trying to do as everything in her mind was going off to try and stop it.

Yet then an opening, a way to turn the tables again. With Kali's back turned and pulling her towards the turnbuckle, she grabbed at Kali's head and slammed it into the top buckle. She then attempted it again, and again. Once done, she'd push Kali away, trying to climb up the turnbuckle.

She should've seen this coming miles away as her head was slammed against the turnbuckle multiple times by her pink-haired opponent whom she thought was harmless at this point. Great Kali let out a cry of pain each time her head hit the top turnbuckle before being pushed away from the corner.

"Ngh... urgh..." The Indian woman groaned in pain as she nursed her hurt head, which was slammed repeatedly against the turnbuckle by Aisha earlier. She could feel everything around her spinning wildly, and she ended up falling on her own butt on the mat after being pushed away. As Aisha climbed the turnbuckle, Great Kali had no way to do anything about her current situation as she was busy soothing the pain she was currently experiencing, rubbing her hand on the sore spot on her forehead.

Climbing was more like stumbling as Aisha managed to get to the top rope, swaying somewhat. Not show boating or anything, she sets herself up, standing tall above the the ring. A quick breath of air as without much warning Aisha jumps into the air feet forward in a drop kick towards the seated Kali. Flying through the air, she was at her most dangerous and most vulnerable, a miss meaning it would be all for not. A high risk maneuver.

Even if she hit, she knew that this fight wasn't over and would have to bring her "A" game, push herself to the fullest she could to win this match against an opponent she had never before fought. This, would be only the opening salvo.

Great Kali should've rolled away in order to avoid getting herself attacked by her opponent, and sure enough, as she was still seated on the mat, she received the dropkick from Aisha! "Uarghh!" She let out a loud groan upon receiving the dropkick before she fell on the mat, arms spread and back first.

Grimacing in pain, the Indian woman was in a vulnerable position, and despite her best attempt to get up, she still needed some time to recover from being dropkicked earlier.

Aisha landed hard on the mat but she was successful in her endeavor, the drop kick finding purchase on Kali. Even still, it hurt. Fortunately she had landed on her side. It took a few moments to get up but she managed, moving to pick up Kali.

Once up she grabbed her, tucking her down trying to set Kali up for a sit down power bomb. Aisha wasn't much for a grappler, but the moves she did she knew fairly well.

"Here we go."

Great Kali could not do anything as she was put into position by her pink-haired opponent. Then, she was lifted up before being dropped by Aisha as she sat down, slamming her back onto the mat. "Grkh!!" The Indian woman's eyes shot open, pain spreading on her back as she was slammed down.

Feeling sore on her back, Great Kali attempted to roll over to her side as she brought her hand to her back, nursing the spot where it hurt. She would then attempt to crawl towards the ropes so that she could get up as well as a chance to get a rope break.

Letting her roll away, Aisha Love got up, watching her opponent go to the ropes. She raised a hand to the air then to the crowd, having them cheer her on. There was still some pain in her body and her stamina was definitely low yet the crowd kept her going.

She pointed Kali, crawling on the ropes to get up, then ran to the opposite, bounding off the ropes before jumping up in the air. This was to try and use her own momentum to land butt first on Kali. A flying peach bomber.

Kali tried her best to reach the ropes, but it seemed her opponent wasn't done yet. Before she could grab the bottom rope to get herself a leverage to get up as well as a rope break, Aisha bounded off the opposite ropes and went to land on the Indian woman after jumping up, butt first!

"Aughh!!" She could feel her pink-haired opponent's butt hitting her right on her back, slamming her back onto the mat once again, stopping her momentum. She could feel her own breasts being flattened under her own weight after being brought down to the mat again.

Not wasting much time, she pulled Kali away from the ropes, but only with one leg. Once moved a few inches, Aisha set up for a one legged boston crab, pulling the leg back. Of course being inexperienced and not to knowledgeable of the art of submission, she failed to sit down. Thus the pain caused was not as terrible. Such a mistake would allow someone to break free and even reverse the hold. Still, the pinkette continued, believing such could end the match and net a win, her first win. /if only however it was done correctly.

Great Kali could feel herself being pulled before being subjected to a one legged boston crab. Still, the Indian woman could feel that the submission hold was not done properly, thus it wasn't as hurt as one might think.

Great Kali, in her attempt to escape the hold, would push her body up by using both her hands, considering that Aisha did not sit down while using the hold. She would maneuver her body, forcing herself to turn around before using her free leg to attack her pink-haired opponent, hooking it around her neck before attempting to bring her down to the mat, using her own weight to its great effect.