Christie Kirkish vs. Black Feather

Normal Match decided by Pin, KO, or Submission; Anything is allowed

The arena was filled with fans as they waited for the match to begin.

Suddenly there was a loud female Indian war cry that echoed around the building and a puff of smoke burst from the ground. Out came an Indian girl wearing a normal Indian outfit with feathers in her headress and wool boots. Then "Watchadoin" by Nasa ft MIA Spank Rock started playing and the girl started to mix her tribal war dance with streetdancing.

After a few minutes, the girl did a few flips to the arena and then she jumped to the top rope to do a handstand before flipping to the ring. After she was finished with her dancing, she let out her war cry and the arena rose up and cheered in response.

A few moments later when things had quieted down enough another music track started up and the tall, blonde, and busty form of Christie Kirkish came out from the back waving her hands to the crowd as she bounced down the ramp to the ring. The tall Texan powerhouse was clad in her usual tight blue leotard with red headband and legwarmers with tennis shoes as well, still it showed off her curves and bust in all the right places and that's all the crowd wanted anyways. The tall blonde slid into the ring and pumped her fist into the air grinning a bit wider as she made a circuit around the ring before stopping in one corner to eye her opponent opposite her. She was shorter than Christie but not by much and looked like she could handle herself, "Well good 'evenin, had i known you were gonna be dressing like that I woulda come out with a cowboy hat or somethin!" The blonde said making idle conversation before the match began, her Texan drawl evident.

"Woulda been fun to play some cowgirls an Indians, guess we'll have to settle for this instead though!" Cristie added after a few moments as she cracked her knuckles and squatted down a bit more in anticipation of the bell finally ringing.

Black Feather saw Christie Kirkish coming down and she admitted that the blonde looked quite fit in that attire. When Christie came in with her little comment on bringing a cowboy hat, Black Feather noticed her accent brought to the attention that she was a Texan. "Well, isn't this a surprise. I guess this is where the "cowpokes and injuns" stereotypes begin huh?"

The Native American put away her headdress and stretched her arms and legs out. She had to be prepared for anything that comes her way. Kind of ironic though that both of these fighter are representing the Wild, Wild West.

Christie couldn't help but giggle a little, she was eager to get started and see what the Native American babe could do! The bell couldn't ring fast enough for the blonde and once it did Christie wasted little time rushing at the dark haired girl. Christie's goal was simple, get in close quickly and then try to lock up with the other girl tightly. If she managed this she would use her height and strength advantages to push on Feather shoving her back while also putting a strain on the girl's back that would hopefully push the girl to her knees.

As soon as Black Feather was done stretching, she would turn back in reaction to the bell ringing. There, she saw Christie coming her way quickly for a lockup. The Native American would follow in and do it with her. In spite of being shorter, she was not weak. So with her fingers interlocked with the Texan's, she would push as hard as she could to get the advantage.

Christie grunted with exertion before grinning at the other girl she was locked up with, she was tough and Christie liked that. The tall blonde hated having to beat up on girls weaker than her, there was nothing better for her than a good fight! Grunting again Christie shoved against Feather but only enough to keep her opponent's mind off of what she was up to, which was trying to slam her knee up into the other girl's gut! If she managed that Christie would pivot in an attempt to throw Feather against one of the adjacent corners.

Black Feather was focusing so much on pushing against Christie that she didn't see the knee going up to her gut. "GUH!" she would grunt as she held to her stomach in pain. This got the Texan to take her and throw her to one of the adjacent corners. "GAH!" she would cry out when her left side hit the corner, making her lean forward against the turnbuckle. She was breathing hard and trying to get some air before Christie did anything else.

Cristie smiled glad to have an advantage, however small, against her opponent. The tall blonde moved in quickly to get closer to Feather and tried to slip herself up behind the other girl, she would then try slipping her arms around Feather's body in a tight bearhug to squeeze her and lift her off of her feet. "How do ya like THIS?" she would grunt once the hold was locked.

As Black Feather continued trying to catch her breath, she could hear Christie's running footsteps behind her. She would think, "Oh, so she thinks she has the advantage now, huh? Well, I'm not gonna let her beat me down for long." She maintained her position to make her look like she's still helpless. Then when the Texan was close to execute the bearhug, the Native American would attempt to do a quick back kick to the stomach to send her flying backwards.

If this worked, Black Feather would run up the turnbuckle and backflip to slam onto Christie's stomach.

Christie was not one to be overconfident, especially this early in a match but it looked like she had just walked into this one. The blonde didn't see the kick coming till it slammed into her guts making her gasp as the air was forced out of her and she went falling onto her butt with a slam onto the mat. She gasped and coughed as she lay there for a few moments and went to roll out of the way so she could start getting up, not even aware of what Feather was trying to do till it was too late and the girl came crashing down onto the mat. Christie winced a little "Tha hadda hurt" she wheezed out and went grasping for the ropes to get back onto her feet as she recovered from the previous blow while simultaneously giving Feather time to recover.