Dark Match: Trinity vs. Jean Grey

Trinity looked worse for wear. Her hair was a bit messed up from all the tumbling she had to do with the rolling cradle maneuver. The goth chick circled Jean and tried to think of how she could get this match back in her favor. She noted that she would have to stay out of a ground wrestling match with Jean and she would have to watch out for Jean's stomach shots. Trin moved to lock up with her foe and if she could she would try to quickly slip behind Jean and try to place a sleeperhold on...

The moment Jean and trinity locked up, jean would actually try to twist trinity's arm behind her in a hammerlock, however if this worked she would also have her face near Trinity's shoulder, gloating behind her ear.

"Owww!" Trin yelled out as Jean locked in the hammerlock which forced the Goth up onto her tiptoes. "Nnngh!!" Trin grimaced in pain, feeling Jean's head by ear. She could also feel Jean's grin as her confidence grew more and more...

Seeing that Trinity had not tried to fight out of the hammerlock, Jean would go to wrap her arms around Trinity's waist, and would end up Pinning Trin's arm there a bit too if she locked on the grip. From there she would try to Lift Trin up and go for a big atomic drop.

Distracted by the stabbing pain to her arm and shoulder, soon Trin found Jean's arms wrapping around her, Trin's twisted arm trapped behind her back. "No!" Trin protested as she was then lifted up. Trin's eyes widened as she realized what was about to happen. "AAHHH!" Trin yelped as her squishy butt came down onto Jean's sharp knee. Trin bent over in pain, her hands reaching back and holding her butt... "Kch owww...."

Jean would wait for Trinity to roll on her back possibly trying to nudge her in the side lightly with her knee if she didn't right away.

If this was done, Jean would reach down and grab both of Trinity's feet and hold them up. She would smirk with dark menace down on Trinity as if though she were thinking of delivering a hard stomp to that sensitive belly of hers. However instead, she would be attempting to cross Trinity''s legs over her own and attempt to turn her over on her front to apply her signature submission hold, the scorpion deathlock-like X-crucianator meant to deliver shocking pain to the thighs and lower back.

Trin had slowly went down to all fours and Jean and persuaded the goth onto her back with knee. Trin panted and again looked like she was weak, giving no resistance as Jean lifted her legs up. Trin didn't even open her eyes to see what was happening before she began to get turned over with her legs crossed. However, the pain that hit Trin next forced her eyes to snap wide open andthe goth desperately clawed at the mat the the tremendous pressure worked over her thighs and lower back. "GAHHHH!!" Trin screamed out, looking for nearby savior ropes...

Trinity would see the ropes were about leg's length away. it would be a fairly challenging crawl. However if Trinity did move, it would make Jean look back over her shoulder and give a cold smile.

She would see what Trinity intended and have a funny image in her head of the look of anguish that must be on the goth girl's exotically beautiful face. Jean would lean back a bit and try to stomp a foot into place to brace herself and perhaps use weight and pressure to try and make the move harder to crawl from.

"KKCHHH!! AHHHHHH!!" Trin shrieked in pain, the expression of suffering on her face telling exactly what she was going through. She could see the ropes that were out of arm's reach. She reached out which didn't do her back any favors but her arm fell back to the mat. Trin grit her teeth and closed her eyes, starting to relax into the mat as the hold robbed the goth of what was left of her feet. "Agghhn..." Trin whimpered a few more moments as the referee got down next to her to see if she wanted to give up. Finally, unable to take anymore pain from the very adequately named "X-crucianator", Trinity began to frantically tap out. The referee called for the bell and ran over to Jean to try and get her to release the hold...

Not being a sadist Jean would let go right away and hold up both her arms in victory as the crowd exploded into cheers. She would allow the referee to hold her hands up and not even look back at Trinity. Jean smiled and her eyes shone with unshed tears as she won an impressive submission victory after such a hard fight. It had been one of her best matches so far.