SS 14 Best 2/3 Falls: Taylor Parker Vs. Adrian Kytes

Taylor spotted Adrian, but the cosplayer wasn't letting Taylor back in the ring so easily. She was already in the air when she turned, and collided bodily with Taylor, sending them both crashing to the floor.

"Aagh!"

Taylor landed on her back on the unforgiving floor and winced in pain. She clenched her fists and arched her back and turned onto her side to ride out the worst of it, and when she could move again she shoved at Adrian to get enough room to get upright.

Adrian collided with Taylor upside-down, her back smashing into the punkette's body, the blonde breaking the brunette's fall as they crashed to the ground. "Wooooo..." Adrian let out as she was shoved back onto her front. Staggering back to her feet, she felt a little more confident in her arm and leg strength again, although that could have been a side effect of the dizziness from rolling in mid air after taking a few too many shots to the head. "Probably nothing," she reasurred herself, it might have been a post-residual high from the first fall victory. Or something

Taylor sat up, propped on one hand behind her on the floor, and saw Adrian wobbling around, not trying to press the attack. She screwed up her eyebrows at the sight, and was almost even slightly offended that this chick didn't have the balls to come after her, even after pasting her all over the outside.

Well, if Adrian wasn't going to take the fight to her, Taylor was more than happy to. She shoved off the floor and charged headlong into the brunette, planting her shoulder in the girl's belly and driving her backward to slam her back against the ring.

"Rrrrrrrrrgh!"

Somewhere in the background, the ref was still counting. "Fiiive! Six!"

"Wha..UNGGGGHHHH!" Adrian grunted as she was forced back-first into the edge of the apron. Forcibly snapped out of her groggy state by the pain while the referee counted on, "SHUT UP!" the former cosplayer yelled upward as she tried to get out of having her spine wrapped around the steel edge, throwing some sharp elbows down at Taylor's back and shoulders.

"Gah! Ngh!" Taylor grunted. Her back sagged under the force of Adrian's elbows and she dropped down to one knee. She had to make her stop.

"You first," She growled, unaware that Adrian was talking to the ref.

She grabbed onto Adrian's legs and tucked her head next to the girl's waist, and then hoisted her up so that she carried her across one shoulder. She turned, so that Adrian's head faced the ring, and then dropped down onto her back, letting Adrian fall face-first into the apron.

"Seven!"

"Wasn't talking to you!" Adrian snapped back down as she tried to shove Taylor off and get away from the ring apron to little effect. While she did get a brief respite from having her back pressed up against the metal edge of the ring, it was only so the blonde could make it worse for the former cosplayer: lifting her up to drop her face-first on the ring edge. The impact making a horizontal red line across her forehead as she fell back to the cold arena floor

"Eight!"

Taylor drew a deep breath and looked down at Adrian. Maybe she could even take the fall with a count-out, but she didn't want it like that. She'd never heard the end of it.

She bent and grabbed by the hair and the waist of her tights, and pulled her up enough to roll her under the bottom rope. She climbed up onto the apron, pulled down on the top rope until it bore her weight, and then slingshotted herself up and over to drop an elbow on Adrian's chest. She owed her one, after all.

Adrian was only dimly aware of the count as she lay down on the ground, she could only guess what the number reached was while she looked up at the lights with blurry eyes, the pounding of her head was the only thing she could focus on at the moment. "Nnghhh..." the former cosplayer groaned as Taylor helped her back to her feet to roll her under the bottom rope, well at least she wasn't going to lose the second fall by count out, so that was kind of something?

Taylor's elbow sharply brought her back to reality, her eyes bugged out as the brunette rolled away, coughing uncontrollably as she tried to get some air back into her system while she laid face down in the middle of the ring, weakly kicking her feet against the mat.

Taylor used the ropes to help herself back to her feet, and began to pace after Adrian. She glanced at the crowd and stuck out her tongue with a grin, and gave her hips a wiggle. She stepped over Adrian's body and bent to grab her ankles.

"Going up?" She asked nicely.

She quickly yanked Adrian's legs up and tucked her ankles under her arms. She took small steps back, inching her way toward Adrian's head while she slowly elevated the brunette's lower half until her body was almost vertical and upside down, with her hips nearly over her head. Then she sat down, hanging her weight from Adrian's legs and pulling almost straight down apply terrible pressure with a spine-bending Boston crab, like Adrian was a human bow.

Adrian tried to scream but no sound came out, the pain was overwhelming as Taylor bent her back into a small 'C' with her hold. It felt like her back was going to break in two, or at least be bent back permanently so she was stuck looking at the roof when standing up. Grabbing and pulling her own hair as she buried her face back down on the canvas just to try and distract her from what was potentially going to end up with her in a wheelchair.

Bundling her hands into fists, the former cosplayer punched the mat before trying to crawl away, trying to either reduce the angle of the hold or get to the ropes.