Ouka Shumisen vs. Belinda Northman

Each hit rocked Belinda with Ouka swinging her fist to go as far into Belinda's gut as she could, possibly trying to see her fist outline popping out through Belinda's back. As impractical as it was. Feeling Belinda's hands weakly pushing at her chest and shoulder, she could feel the match's ending drawing closer and victory within her grasp! She'd stop with the hockey punching, grabbing the top with two grips as she tried to push Belinda down onto her knees.

Panting out, the repeated strikes took a bit of breath, pushing down on Belinda to try and regain a portion of it as she smiled out. She would bring her hand up, sticking out her thumb as she cross it over her throat, signalling the end of this match. Walking around Belinda to stand behind the downed Swede, Ouka reached down from behind, she attempted to grab the right wrist of her Swede rival with her left hand as she would pull her up to her feet.

Pushing Belinda forward, she attempted to pull on the wrist, forcing Belinda to spin around as she attempted to ripcord Belinda forward and then blast her in the face with a Forearm 2.0!

Belinda was hammered over and over again until finally it stopped. Her legs quivered from the weight they were forced to hold up as weakness and pain was setting in quite well. The blond gasped and coughed out....it wasn't long until she was pushed and forced down to her knees, she managed to struggle her jacket back down, though her hood was now draped over her blond head. At least she could see now....

The Swede felt her arm being grabbed by Ouka, as she panted out she was pulled up to her feet and spun around. Being forced to turn and get yanked right up against Ouka as she had that arm ready. The Swede was quick though. Ducking under that arm and slip around past Ouka. As Belinda herself would try and keep a hold of Ouka's arm that was grabbing onto hers. Yanking Ouka around in return and attempting to twist the redhead around and retaliate against the Japanese heel with a ripcord Spear! Diving towards Ouka and attempting to drive her shoulder right into the abs of Ouka Shumisen!

Spinning Belinda around, Ouka pulled back on the wrist to add even more force into her already heavy hitting strike. The blow was sure to rock Belinda long enough for Ouka to put away the determined Swede! She was definitely a challenge, a challenge worthy for Ouka to refine her skills and talents enough to face the Older Northman! However, just before her forearm would connect with that forearm, Ouka's eyes widened as Belinda ducked underneath the arm and spun around to her back. Ouka's hand that was grasping at the wrist, a essential part of her Forearm 2.0 was now used against her as Belinda pushed her forward.

The move was reversed on her as she was ripcord back, facing Belinda as the Swede came flying into her with a brutal spear! The added momentum as the red head was pulled into the Swede's shoulder as the move snapped Ouka back into the mat as her upper back whipped into canvas and her legs went flopping into the air as she was laid out! Coughing out as her abs were burning from that javelin like attack!

Belinda pushed up to her hands and knees after hitting that ripcord spear, she coughed out and gasped in pain. She didn't waste any time though, pushing through the pain up to her feet and started to climb the nearby turnbuckle. She'd cross her arms around her chest and wave them outwards. "It's over!..." Belinda coughed out in a tired and pained voice as the sweat covered Swede would climb up onto the rope.

She'd face the downed Ouka and raise her right arm, the one with the padded elbow up into the air. Before leaping up into the air and coming down with her elbow, attempting to have it crash right down into Ouka's generous chest! Trying to drive down with a top rope elbow drop right into the redhead's generous bust and go for her high-flying finisher. Fly High!

There was a moment of Ouka's body freezing up from shock from the sudden move before all of the pain shooting up from her core throughout all of her body. Coughing out as she brought an hand over her stomach, her stomach was burning and was left on her back as she saw out of the corner of her eye that Belinda was ascending the turnbuckle to the top. Panting as she laid on her back, she couldn't get to her feet, not fast enough to get to counter Belinda nor quick enough to roll to the side as she saw Belinda jumping off of the top, with her elbow pointed out and ready to slam it into Ouka's chest and heart!

Gritting her teeth in desperation, Ouka would bring her knees up to protect her chest and position them to block against the elbow! It wasn't going to be helpful for her knees, but it was sure of a lot better than having that elbow being driven into her chest. She was not going to be put away by the Fly High attack!

Belinda came flying down, dropping down with that elbow aimed right for Ouka's chest, and from the looks of it the move was going to be successful. The problem came just the split second before that elbow crashed into Ouka's generous chest, as the redhead's knees came up and blocked that elbow from hitting those tits. Instead, Belinda's elbow crashed into the woman's knees....pain shot through her arm.

The Swede flopped off and away from Ouka, eyes bulging out of her skull as she quickly wrapped her free and unhurt arm around the her right one that had been driven down onto Ouka's knees. She groaned out loudly, wincing in pain as it almost felt as if she might have broken something in her arm....This hadn't actually happened to her before, her elbow drop hadn't been countered in this manner before and the pain of it was insane.

Not many people would think about using their knees to block an elbow and for good reason. Even though Ouka managed to stop the elbow from crashing into her chest, her eyes widened in pain as her hands shot to her knees as shocking pain shot through her leg as the knee took the brunt of the hit. Belinda went springing off of her as Ouka rolled onto her stomach as she kicked her legs against the mat as she curled up.

Her thrashing was attempts to try and dull the pain in her leg and get back feeling in them that wasn't pain. Eventually it lowered enough to where she could think but the pain was coming through with a second surge. Ouka managed to crawl towards the ropes as she would pull herself back to her feet but gingerly had to grip on the ropes to keep her balance. Once she managed to get a good stance, she would let go of the ropes as she quickly stumbled towards Belinda, there was only a bit of time before the pain in her knee would take over.

Grabbing on Belinda's head, she'd shove the blonde head between her legs and wrapped her arms around the waist, attempting to flip Belinda up onto her shoulders. Gritting her teeth, she would grip on the back of Belinda's tights as she attempted to elevate Belinda up and tried to bring her down with her Ouka Bomb!

Belinda was in a really bad spot, she was tired...she was hurt, and she had just thought that was going to be the end. It was a crushing blow to ones self-esteem when their trusted special move failed them. It was another thing when that move had just been used to cause you an enormous amount of pain. The wind had been taken out of Belinda's sail by Ouka, more as if she had ripped a huge hole in the Swede's sails.

It took a little while before Ouka was ready, but she was still ready before Belinda was. Grabbing the hurting Swede by her hair and yanking her upwards to her feet, doubled over. Her head was soon acquainted with Ouka's warm, sweaty thighs. The Swede's well shaped rear pushed outwards to the crowd as Ouka then rolled the blond up onto her shoulders. The eyes of Belinda grew wider when the redhead grabbed her by her wrestling tights and yanked her up off of those shoulders a bit.

The rush of air against her neck was nice and cool, but it only lasted for a second. The impact down against the mat was massive, the ring shook as Belinda's body flopped upon the mat, her arms flopping down beside her head as she was hit by Ouka's deadly elevated powerbomb finisher. Laying nearly lifeless on the mat after being hit by the move.

Throwing Belinda down from the highest point she could muster, Ouka pulled on the tights to drive Belinda as hard as she could into the mat. Letting out a loud breath of air as she collapsed forward onto Belinda, landing chest first onto Belinda's. Without much energy to use, Ouka chose just to lay on top of Belinda as she managed to hook Belinda's legs to keep her into a pin, panting heavily as sweat rolled off of her skin.

Ouka managed to get to her feet, fighting herself to a standing position as she held the back of Belinda's knees to keep her pinned to the mat, her sweaty chest on her opponent's butt as she leaned forward. The ref girl would race in, sliding in beside the two wrestlers as she raised her hand, beginning the count for yet another pinfall attempt!

"ONE!"

Belinda was down and seemingly out from that powerbomb. She panted out and groaned out lowly through her mouth as she felt the sensation of being folded up in half, a soft sensation of Ouka pressing her down, forcing the Swede's frame downwards and her shoulders down into the mat.

The ref-girl was quick to slide in next to them and start the count of what had been a long, brutal and extremely even bout. There were many in the crowd that hoped for Belinda to kick out and teach the redheaded Heel a lesson in this match.

"TWO!..." The ref-girl shouted out, raising her arm again...the hope for Belinda to kick out was dwindling...and then it was finally gone. "THREE!...." The ref-girl shouted out as she slammed her palm down against the mat and then called for the bell.