Red Russia vs Society's Rejects

Jean could have asked for Trinity's submission but she did not do it right away. She wanted this girl to scream some more and hoped Trinity would not tap out anytime soon.

Lizzie on the other hand looked into Trinity's eyes and could see the goth girl's spirit breaking. She knew she was on the verge of tapping out and was not going to let this happen.

She leapt into thew ring and went at jean with a big kick to the back of the ehad that would cold cock her and drop her to the mat and certainly release Trinity from that terrible hold.

Trinity sighed in sweet relief when the hold was suddenly released and she had saw Lizzie had saved her bacon. "Th...thanks!" she called to her partner as she attempted to crawl for her corner. "Ah!" she grit her teeth hard, her damaged leg hurt to even move so Trin had to crawl with just three limbs, letting her hurt leg drag behind her as she slowly went for her corner...

Lizzie looked down at trintiy to nod at her for the tanks. This might distract her though form Natasha if the Russian was getting involved.

Natasha was indeed getting involved, for her anger towards the two had finally hit it's peak. She would climb past the ropes and go charging across the ring right towards Lizzie, aiming a great big clothesline her way with the intention of knocking her out of things for a moment.

Trin's eyes widenend as she saw Natasha burst passed her on her way for Lizzie. "No!" Trin called out. If Natasha would knocked Lizzie off the apron, Trin would be completely vulnerable at the hands of the Russian and Jean. And with her injured leg, Trinity had a huge bullseye on her body...

The vulgar limey was sent tumbling head over heels out of the ring and alnded with a thud outside, facedown. Jean started to get to her ahnds and knees shaking the cobwebs out of her.

Trin looked from Natasha to Jean from her hands and knees. Feeling like a wounded deer between two jungle cats. Frightened, she couldn't move...

Natasha then focused her attention onto Trinity, going right for her hurt leg. She would try to grab it and yank it up, rolling Trinity onto her back in the process. She then would hit the mat and lie down, wrapping her arms tight around it, trying to slap a hard legbar onto Trinity, continuing the work that Jean had started, squeezing the leg as if she meant to pop it right out of the socket.

Jean at this point was happy to let Natasha take over and she would slide outside to go after Lizzie and keep her down.

Trin was again on her back. "Noo! Stop!" she protested fearfully as Natasha then went into a leg bar on the downed goth chick. "AHHH AHHH!" Trinity shrieked in pain, almost paralyzed by how bad it hurt and she was completely vulnerable if Jean wanted to also contribute to Trin's misery...