Ryuko Yoshida vs Stella Rozino: Love and Hate

Stella was trying to put on a pretty face, to act like something she was not and play with her foe to her hearts content. Sadly, Ryuko did not care much for being a toy, the frustration and anger in her eyes gave that much away. To see such a reaction from someone like Thunder Ryuko was an absolute pleasure, seeing her rage slowly build as Stella continued to strike and sting her, punching holes in her pride and using their status as newbie and veteran as a weapon to hurt Ryuko further gave Stella chills that ran through her body.

And so the motherly smile grew wider, gentler as Ryuko stepped up to take her shot. Stella giggled to herself as she noticed the thunder queen was leading with her right. For someone who had been in the business so long, she did not seem to notice her own flaws. Perhaps it was because she was gone for so long? Losing her cool maybe? Either way, Stella could see what her famous foe was planning next.

Yes, a strike from her right. How very predicta-

“Ack!”

Suddenly a force like a cinder block smashed into the maiden’s heavenly frame, pushing all the air from her lungs and turning her warm smile into a surprised grimace. Clutching her stomach, she stumbled backwards, coughing slightly while trying to regain some breath. The eyes that looked back at Ryuko were no longer giving a perfunctory kindness, but rather a substantial amount of distaste. She wanted to make the thunder queen pay for tricking her, but right now she needed some time to recover.

Stella should have known it would not be that easy, that she could just take a few steps back and be allowed to recover. Anyone with a brain would have pushed her advantage, and that was what Ryuko did, griping on to the long locks of the fellow brunette and preventing her from creating anymore distance from her.

Stella’s scalp burned as she was reeled back in like some caught trout, quickly entrapped by Ryuko as her arm wrapped around her, the maiden completely helpless as she was hoisted into the air before being brought back down to the floor like a meteor colliding with the earth. Stella’s entire upper body took the brunt of the blow, the brunette hissing in pain as darker and darker thoughts began to dance around her mind. Despite the pain, Stella quickly lifted herself up, the motherly smiles starting to show cracks, no longer as warm or caring and her lips began to curl back to bear teeth.

She waited for her foe to rise from the floor, then moved in quickly! Once again, her sleeves moved to attack, one hand bursting forth from the cloth to attempt to drive pointed fingers right into the Thunder Warriors rib cage while the other looked to grasp Ryuko arm. The blow to the ribs was only meant to stun and distract Ryuko, with Stella’s real attack meaning to be a Krav Maga Hip Throw!

The ghostly Maiden’s pointed fingers left their marks as they stabbed deep into Thunder Ryuko’s vulnerable ribs, their sting working to distract the veteran wrestler and leave her open for the follow up attack. It was relatively simple to toss the rugged Heel over her hip, letting her tumble to the floor with a reverberating crash that could be felt by everyone in the ring. A smug smile spread across Stella’s face as her foe grunted in pain and was held relatively captive by her attack, Stella still maintaining a grip on Thunder Ryuko’s arm.

However, the hand that held onto the powerful Heels arm was wrapped in its sleeve, making the grip tenuous at best, and she soon found her foe pulling away from her and retreating. The business woman scoffed at the sight, did Ryuko really think Stella would just sit back and allow her to recover? No, especially not when the Thunder warrior did not reward her the same courtesy.  

“Don’t run away, stay and play!”

Stella was quick to pursue, looking for her own form of revenge as she began to come up towards Ryuko’s retreating form! Once again her hand burst through the sleeves opening like an attacking animal, looking to grip her opponents own beautiful hair and rip it from her scalp! The cheers of the crowd seemed to be split, some fans cheering on their favorite veteran, while others cheered for the newbie, seemingly caught by her infectious warmth and charming naivety. None of the could see the joy in her eyes as she hurt or infuriated her opponent, revealing the predatory nature that slept inside her beautiful frame.

Much to Stella’s surprise, Ryuko’s hair was actually quite soft to the touch, almost a silky smoothness to it. Either the thunder warrior had just taken a shower, or she used some top of the line products. Either way, Stella could feel the results in her hands, and it made tugging Ryuko’s scalp all the more pleasant. Much like a child with their toy, Stella twisted and turned the lovely locks, maximizing the pain Ryuko would have to endure, the ghostly maiden only planning to release the brunette after she was satisfied with her revenge.

It wasn’t until an icy grip wrapped around her thighs that Stella realized how much trouble she was in for poking a bear like the thunder warrior. She quickly found herself up in the air, then slammed down hard onto the rings floor, a sharp gasp of pain escaping her mouth as her grip finally faltered and released her foe’s ponytail. The hands slid back into the sleeves like creatures hiding in their caves, her rms moving to massage her back tenderly as she cursed what had just happened to her.

Thunder Ryuko’s slam seem to be more then enough to knock the wind out of Stella’s sails for the moment. Despite her growing up around wrestling the majority of her life, she rarely actually partook in any of it, only just getting the chance when working with AFW. It was becoming clear that was a detriment, as that meant she had little experience taking slams and any decent, powerful attacks. She would need to practice down the line.

But for right now, Thunder Ryuko seemed happy to show her all sorts of different ways to tenderize someone’s back, as the veteran grasped the maiden’s long legs and proceeded to fold them up into an acute sharp shooter, putting a huge amount of stress on both her hips and back. Stella had seen many endure this hold, but this was the first time she had ever had to do so, and her shrill scream of pain let everyone know that fact.

“GET OFF! GET OFF! STOP IT!”

Like an animal caught in a trap, Stella was using her only remaining limbs to try and claw her way over to the ropes, with little progress being made. Despite how painful the hold was, and the hopelessness of the situation, she continued to claw her way, inch by inch at a snail’s pace. It might take a bit, but it seemed she may actually make it towards the ropes with time.