Sarah Gatt vs Taylor Sparks (Friction)

"Gah!"

Taylor squirmed, turning her head one way then the other, trying to clear Sarah's claws away from her face. She squeezed her eyes shut, though one was already watering. You're okay, Taylor, she repeated to herself. She let go of Sarah's throat and raised her arm up, folding it over, and brought her body weight down as she slammed her elbow into Sarah's face.

She used the opportunity to push free and stand back up. She blinked the tears away from her eyes to clear her vision. She stood at the closest possible safe distance, bouncing lightly on the balls of her feet with her eyes locked on Sarah. There were no sarcastic taunts for Sarah this time.

"GEH!" Sarah grunted, Taylor's elbow slamming into her cheek. Her head was momentarily pinned by Taylor's arm, and was about to bite the girl when she unexpectedly rolled off her.

Sarah quickly stood back up, whiping her mouth where the elbow had done the most damage, checking for blood. There was none fortunately. Sh scoffed, and then her mouth slowly expanded into a wicked smile.

"What?" Sarah said, her grin widening. "That's it?"

Taylor didn't bother responding out loud. She was focused. For once. I'll wipe that stupid damn smile off your face, she thought.

Once Sarah was busy pushing up to her feet, Taylor didn't hesitate. She took two quick steps in and with her momentum she jumped up high, bringing one knee up in front to crash into Sarah's face.

Sarah would have grinned wider if she could when Taylor again came charging at her. That's right, come get me, Sarah thought with an inner chuckle.

As soon as Taylor was in range, Sarah sprung from her crouched position, side stepping Taylor's knee to slam a devastatingly poweful lothesline across her throat. If it managed to hit, the power of it may be able to even flip Taylor off her feet.

Time slowed down for just a split second, like the moment right before a car accident. When she didn't feel Sarah on the other end of her knee she knew something wasn't right.

Taylor caught Sarah's forearm across her face with enough force that she flipped half way backwards and nearly landed on her head before rolling through onto her stomach. She wasn't totally sure what just happened, but for the moment she was sprawled out, one leg bending to get back under her and her hands coming up to her face. She shook her head to try to clear the stars out of it and pushed up onto her elbows.

"Holy shit." she whispered to herself. She knew Sarah wouldn't be waiting for her to recover, she had to move. Get it together. She started to roll over to her back and blinked several times, trying to see straight again.

A collective groan went up over the audience following that powerful clothesline that nearly took Taylor's head off. It was moves like that that made Sarah one of the toughest girls in the league. Sarah herself smired in satisfaction, glad to have shut tht girl up for once.

Before Taylor could roll onto her back, Sarah would stomp hard on the back of her head, smshing it against te mat. The she'd do it again, and again, and until she was crushing Taylor's head in a stomping spree, made soley to keep her down longer. After many of those, Sarah would hold off for a second as she reached down to grab Taylor's blue hair again, grabbing a big handful. She'd use it to lift her head slightly off the mat, only to send it back down again with a very strong punch to her face.

Just as Taylor was starting to get her senses back there came Sarah' stomp. She reeled, protecting both sides of her head with her forearms. She rolled onto her stomach and squirmed her hips to try to scoot away from Sarah as the stomps continued to fall. She did the best she could to protect herself, mostly blocking any real damage. Nonetheless, she was being battered.

"Shitshitshitshit!"

With her eyes squeezed shut and her head tucked between her arms she tried to endure Sarah's barrage without panicking. She panicked a little. When a break in the stomping came, she opened her eyes to see Sarah as she grabbed hold of her hair.

"Ready to quit yet, choirgirl?" she slurred with a crooked grin.

She put her hands up, but not quickly enough to stop the punch that followed. Her head snapped back and again she was swimming. She lost track of where she was for a moment, but she still knew that Sarah was standing right in front of her. She felt with one boot to get a sense of where Sarah's leg was, and then kicked up with the other boot at roughly where she figured Sarah's crotch would be.

Wiping that grin off Taylor's face with that last punch was the sweetest feeling Sarah could have had at that moment. The brawler smiled in sick satisfaction as Taylor writhed on the mat before her. At first, she thought this girl might have been a challenge. Anyone with a mouth like her's should have the brawn to back it all up. Seems like it wasn't so.

"Piece of shit," Sarah sneered, advancing on Taylor to deliver more punishment. "Now you're gonna-UHHHGGHh!!" Sarah's hands fle to her crotch after Taylor's foot slammed into her. She stumbled back ith her hands between her legs, glaring furiously at Taylor. "Fucking shit!!"

Taylor was seeing stars but felt her boot hit home, and pushed herself up onto her knees. She scrambled into a run, tearing off a couple ragged steps toward Sarah. Her head might have been spinning, but she still had her speed, and she certainly wasn't going to give this bitch the satisfaction of staying down.

This time, to make sure Sarah didn't surprise her again, she grabbed hold of Sarah's hair with both hands while she was bent over. She pulled down on Sarah's hair and jumped as she sent her knee rocketing up into Sarah's face. "HAH!" she screamed to punctuate the impact.

Sarah growled when she saw Taylor standing back up, wanting to stop her but at the moment she couldn't. She was paralysed with pain after that hit to her crotch. She had taken hits down there before, and as a result could take them better than most, but no one could quite get used to that kind of pain. With her eak position, she was comletely helpless to Taylor's retaliatory strike.

"UGGGHH!!" Sarah cried out, her head snapping back from the impact. She stumbled backwards, and would have fallen over if she had not grabbed onto her bars of the cage. Sarah held her now sore face, her back now turned to Taylor.