Great Kali vs. Aisha Love: Standard Singles Match

Crawling over, she'd mount on top of her, punching and and slapping her. Exhausted herself, she brought the same amount of savagery in attacking Kali that Kali had done to her, "*huff*... had enough *huff*," she would say, tired and losing steam. She'd then fall on top of her, moving around to put her in a headlock on the mat.

She squeezed the hardest she could, her body wriggling around a top her in order to hold on, "Grrrraaaahhhh."

Great Kali could not do anything as Aisha started pummeling her, squealing and screaming upon being hit. Her weakened state had prevented her from fighting back, and when the pinkette was done, the Indian woman was battered, unable to offer any kind of resistance when she was put in a headlock.

"Nngguuh...!! G-ghet offf!!" Great Kali gasped, could only struggle helplessly as she was slowly overpowered by her pink-haired opponent. Their fight wasn't supposed to end this way, she thought. She should have emerged victorious, with this pink-haired minx being squashed under her foot! Not her being slowly choked like this! But, she had no way to change the fact that she would not be able to turn everything around.

It was apparent that she's losing. But due to her pride, she did not tap out. She'd rather being knocked out rather than admitting her defeat!

Aisha would continue the hold, putting what she could into it. She couldn't let go, not now, yet her arms quivered, strength just not there anymore to hold on. Yet still, she persisted in holding on. With one hand she moved out of the hold and elbowed her weakly, then trying to get back into the side headlock hold. Kali had been a tough opponent, the toughest she ever had this far in her career.

Soon, the hold seemed to dissipate and Aisha just laid on top of Kali, pinning her to the ground with just her slumped weight, "Just..." she didn't even finish. Her breathe heavy as her chest rose and fell upon Kali's. The referee kind of looked somewhat confused at this, as well as the crowd whom were somewhat confused at what was going on.

Great Kali wheezed out, knowing that her consciousness was fading. Despite her attempt to break free, she was still unable to free herself, and soon enough, she would lose her consciousness, knocked out under the weight of her pink-haired foe, unaware of the fact that Aisha herself had already lost her own consciousness shortly before.

As both wrestlers were knocked out, the referee would approach both of them to see their condition. Other match officials also showed up as they determined the result of the match.

Aisha's eyes fluttered open, still laying a top Kali, whom has also apparently been knocked out. A referee quickly took notice and with that began to start the pin count.

"1..... 2....."

Great Kali remained unconscious while Aisha had regained her consciousness, which the ref took notice and started counting. While the Indian woman was already stirring as the ref slapped the mat with her palm, it was already too late.

"THREE!!!"

Ding! Ding! Ding!

And with that, Aisha had beaten Great Kali in the match. The Indian woman had opened her eyes when Aisha was announced as the winner, and she could only groan, knowing that she had been defeated.

Helped up by the referee, Aisha couldn't believe her victory, legs still shaky as she held on to her. The crowd cheered as she was declared the winner to a hard fought match. Kali was the toughest match she had probably ever fought, wondering if such would be a common occurrence with her future in the company. She'd look down to her opponent for a moment, still somewhat scared of the woman, part of her thinking her win was a near fluke.

With her music blaring, she had a spare referee or two go to Kali while she was escorted out as well. She put her arm up in the air in celebration going up the ramp.