Nikolette Tessla Vs. Angel

Standard match
Winning conditions: Pinfall, Submission or Knockout

Nikolette pressed her hand against her chest as she stood at the entrance way to the arena. She'd never really felt nervous for a match beyond the normal butterflies that everyone seemed to get. However, this time things were a little different. She had provoked Angel into a fight and it would be the woman's first appearance of any kind since the controversial Avalanche match. Maybe it wasn't the best thing to do to poke the bear, but the mechanic knew she had just as much to prove as Angel did. Maybe more. If she could win here and now then her career would be catapulted forward significantly.

She took a deep breath as [url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EFl8GZl8N_4:g9c39rk5]her music[/url:g9c39rk5] began to play and she ran down the ramp. The fans cheered her, though they had no clue about how this match had gone down. If they did, would they still cheer her? She felt like she was int he right in asking her questions but things had gotten heated between the two girls. Maybe her timing was off, but in a way, it could never be more perfect.

Nikolette was dressed in her usual dingy brown coveralls with her white work shirt underneath. She wore her gloves but she couldn't wear her flight goggles. Kelly had taken them. Nikolette frowned as she thought about it. Kelly was next after Angel. That was for sure. But she certainly wasn't going to look past Angel. She'd spent the lead up tot he match training hard and studying all the film she could. She knew all of Angel's tricks and was ready to make the girl look absolutely foolish when she thwarted them all.

She climbed into the ring and bounced to her corner, stretching and tugging on the ropes. She was feeling good and her eyes scanned the cheering crowd. She wondered how they were going to react to Angel. She figured with a lot more enthusiasm, but that was ok. She was ready. Her eyes turned to the entrance ramp as she prepared for Angel's arrival.

It didn't take long after Nikolette to hit the ring for Angel's [url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fs15MUVbXE4:1v11xov9]own music[/url:1v11xov9] to erupt over the arena's speakers, the Latin beauty exploding from behind the stage curtains into the arena, a serious look in her eyes but with a playful smirk across her lips. The audience stirred as she made her appearance, having not seen nor heard anything from Angel since the match at Avalanche. They weren't sure of what to expect from her tonight, but they knew it would be a hell of a match, and her fans were pleased to see her back in action, cheering loudly for their favorite competitor.

Wasting no time, Angel started down the ramp towards the ring, fixing her gaze on Nikolette, never once taking it away from the brunette. She was dressed in her usual wrestling outfit; her thighs, chest, and midsection were exposed while her limbs were covered by her clothing, her hands covered by her fingerless gloves. Her mind raced as she strode down the ramp, her thoughts blurred with a million thoughts and ideas of what she wanted to do to Nikolette tonight. She wanted to burn off this stress, to let out all of her anger, but most of all put the mechanic into her place and get back at her from their scuffle in the locker room.

When Angel finally reached the ring, she slipped right under the bottom rope, slithering into the ring like a snake, rising quickly back up to her feet. Her gaze still locked on Nikolette, she stepped right up towards the girl, getting right back into her face, standing chest-to-chest with her. She stared at the girl for a few moments, then began to speak to her, her voice low, but with a playful edge to it. "Really for the beatdown, chica? I hope to hell you're not going to run away from me again..."

Nikolette's chest began to burn when she felt Angel appear from the backstage area. Her heartbeat quickened and her eyes locked with the Latina beauty. Even if she had wanted to look away, which she didn't, she couldn't. It felt like she was magnetized, maybe even hypnotized.

She followed Angel's gaze all the wayuntil the woman was up in her face. She felt their soft chests flatten against each other and her brow furrowed. She knew there wasn't anywhere to go with the turnbuckles behind her. She panted softly against Angel's face and pressed her forehead agaisnt the girl's so thir chests mushroomed a bit more and their lips were close. Though there was no tingle of pleasure running through Nikolette's body. Just an electricity of anticipation.

"I didn't run away from ya last time, I saved ya some face. This time I ain't gotta worry 'bout that.' Nikolette said and rolled her shoulders backword and puffed out her chest to give Angel a chesty shove and get her at least a few inches away from her, looking steely eyed at the Latina beauty and ready to start throwing punches as her fingerless gloved hands twitched.

When Nikolette pushed forward with her chest, Angel stood her ground, pressing her own chest back towards Nikolette, refusing to give the brunette even an inch of ground. She listened with a smirk at Nikolette's words, letting out a tsk when the girl was finally finished. "You ran like a little coward, chica. Ran like the scared little girl you really are. Don't worry though..." She dropped her voice even lower, barely a whisper now, her breath hot on Nikolette's close lips, her forehead pressed gently against the mechanic's, keeping her trapped within the corner. "If you even try, you have my promise I'll just hunt you down and drag you back. Got it...?" She let her words fall silent, remaining pushed against her soon-to-be opponent, staring deeper into her eyes. Her entire body was on fire, ready to get this match started, ready to put Nikolette down into her place. All she needed was the bell and she would let loose on the brunette girl, just one little ring and she would explode into action.

Finally though, after what seemed like an eternity of the two girls staring each other down, the referee stepped forward, clearing her throat loudly. Angel let out another tsk and stepped back, giving Nikolette a quick wink and a teasing laugh, as she turned away from Nikolette. With confident steps, she headed towards her corner, waiting for the sound of the bell to finally get things started.

Nikolette's teeth clenched as felt Angel's hot breath, her hot body and her firm breasts pressed right up against her. She stared daggers back, but a creeping claustrophobia was settling into the back of her mind. She wasn't afraid and she didn't want to run away, but what else could she say? Her mouth opened. "I ain't goin anywhere." She said in almost a low growl. This woman... Her fingers tensed and relaxed. Where was that damn bell? She wanted to lay into her. But would the timekeeper really do that? Really ring it when she was in such a disadvantageous position?

She got her answer after a long, silent stare down. The ref pulled them apart and when Angel's back was turned. Angel's scent still lingered in her nostrils from the closeness. It was a closeness reserved for lovers but the mechanic felt no love for the girl at all.

Nikolette leaned back against the turn buckle and when the bell rang, she finally jolted out of her haze and pulled her fists up. She was ready to go to work and she looked up and down the Latina, looking for a weakness to exploit. She thought that she might be stronger than Angel and could press that advantage. But would Angel accept a lock up? Nikolette dove forward to try and tie the girl's arms up and drive her back towards a turnbuckle if she could secure anything at all.

Angel approached her corner and turned out from it, doing a few quick, light stretches as she awaited the sound of the bell, letting her eyes dance up and down Nikolette's body while she waited. The girl looked tense, on edge, and the sight of it caused Angel to smile just a little bit more. She could tell this match was going to be a piece of cake, and she planned on having fun with it.

When the bell finally rang, Angel stepped forward to meet Nikolette, raising up her own hands before herself. She was a bit surprised when Nikolette lunged in for the lock-up; she didn't think the mechanic would go for something so straightforward so quickly. But Angel was more than willing to meet her in such a way, accepting the grapple and actually letting Nikolette push her backwards, back towards the Latina's corner. letting her think that she had picked up a quick, early advantage. However, as they approached the corner, before Angel could be driven back into it, the white-haired woman suddenly shifted her weight, moving slightly to the side. She was trying to let Nikolette's own momentum carry her forward, and attempt to reverse things so that the mechanic ended up slammed into the turnbuckle in place of herself.

Nikolette felt the lock up and pressed hard. Once again the two were close but Nikolette was focused now. She was certain, so certain she was stronger than Angel and even as she began to push the Latina beauty back, she never thought about getting tricked. She should have, but she had been too overeager to try and put the woman down that she had walked right into the trap!

Angel's shift in weight caused Nikolette's eyes to widened and she was shifted and spun around and forced into the turnbuckle with a grunt. "Ugh!" She let out and clenched her teeth, trying to keep Angel from separating from the grapple in hopes of preventing her from following up while she had the superior positioning.

Angel smirked, as she felt the impact of Nikolette's body hitting the turnbuckle. Between that and the forced grunt from Nikolette's lips, she felt fully in control of the match already. She stared into Nikolette's eyes again, staring deeply into the girl as she continued to push against her, keeping her trapped against the corner, since Nikolette had decided to keep a hold on the grapple.

She leaned in, the white-haired Latina whispering towards Nikolette softly. "You're about to see the difference between a champion like myself and a toilet cleaner like you, chica..." She said bluntly, her voice low, quiet. Then, with those words, she suddenly brought her knee up, trying to drive it sharply into Nikolette's gut, hoping to catch the girl off-guard with the sudden attack.

Nikolette tried her best to muscle Angel and herself back out of the corner. She had a good grip but Angel's irritating attempts to get inside her head weren't entirely unsuccessful. They weren't true, of course, but just distracting enough to make her angry. She tightened her grip and clenched her teeth but the last words, made her let out a frustrated grunt.

"So tired of ya-Uggghh!"

The knee drove into her and caused her grip to loosen considerably until she was just hanging onto Angel for support, one hand sliding off Angel's arms to cradle the stomach and try and shove the knee from out of her gut.

Angel let Nikolette shove her knee away, not minding the girl's actions, simply glad that Nikolette was so close to her. She slipped up her own arms as Nikolette leaned into her, letting them wrap around the mechanic, giving her the support she needed to stand. Her body pressed against Nikolette's, hugging her close, but of course the Latina wasn't going to just stand here and hug her opponent. She had something else in mind.

She took a step back from the corner, pulling Nikolette with her, and then with a sudden yell of 'Woo!", the white-haired Latian tried to quickly haul Nikolette off her feet and into the air. She was trying to hit Nikolette with a quick belly-to-belly suplex, trying to slam the girl into the canvas with the attack.