SS 14 Friction World Cup Finals: Croatia Vs. United States

Slamming Nikolette face first into the chair with a sickening smack of flesh and blonde striking steel so stiffly. A crude bash that made the crowd cry with sympathy and groan in disappointment as they watched Nikolette's body flop and go limp underneath the blonde who wooed exhale deeply with a shaky breath, the idea of winning wrecking her nerves, pounding her heart, this was it, she was so close and her foe was down, the facebuster was a direct hit. She wasn't moving much at all! She couldn't get up, right!?

Kelly panted hard as she turned Nik over onto her back as the blonde placed her knee on across the Serb's sternum, sitting up, lifting her head high for the crowd that showered her boos and obscenities. Despite being the foreigner, Nikolette had won them over and didn't seem to favor the blonde wrestler that had been cheating the whole fight, using dastardly tricks just to get ahead of her bigger and stronger foe.

Keeping her knee over Nikolette's chest, Kelly looked down at the mechanic, panting hard as she watched the ref's girl's hand strike the mat.

"ONE!"

"Two!"

Not even the shallow rise and fall of the engineer's chest was any indication of Nikolette's stae of being. The knee haugtily draped over her even prevented that. Nikolette looked dead as the ref counted again and she lay there unmoving. Nikolette didn't even groan when the referee pulled her hand up for the third and final count.

When she slapped her hand against the canvas, it was almost perfunctory.

"Three!"

The bell rang at that very moment and Kelly just leapt to her feet almost instantly with an exasperated look on her face, through all the booing and trash being thrown into the ring, she couldn't hear it or see it, the look on her face that of sheer joy and triumph.

"I.... I won... I won! Y-Yeah! YEAH! It was Me! I did it! ME!" Kelly shouted, pointing to herself as she looked to the crowd with a crazy look in her eyes, staggering to the corner and looking to the capacity crowd before stumbling to another corner and another, she couldn't even raise her arms, they were too drained but she felt on a high at this moment. Her moment. Cancel the pay-per-view, she won the world and nobody else mattered except her. For now and ever.

She ran her fingers through her hair as she staggered against the ropes, her chest heaving with a wide smile on her face. For the first time in AFW, Kelly didn't know what to do in front of a packed crowd of angry, concession throwing fans. But it felt like heaven.

Nikolette didn't move even after Kelly was off her. Now her chest rose and fell indicating she wasn't dead but she still laid limp and bleeding from the skull. Her whole face looked like a red mask and her white top was starting to look a rust color as blood mixed with sweat.

While Kelly contemplated her victory and the crowd used the ring as a trash receptacle, paramedics were trotting down to take care of the fallen engineer. The put their stretcher and began to check to see just how injured Nikolette was.

Seeing Nikolette being helped out of the ring by paramedics who sought to properly assist the battered and bleeding Croatian that was painting the white ring canvas with her blood. Kelly, who was lost on how to accept her victory, finally found something to do, or rather something to say.

With a slight limp in her walk, she staggered to the ropes closest to the announcers and demanded a microphone which was quickly given to her. Kelly then turned back towards the paramedics that were now in the ring, checking on the downed Nikolette.

"The two of you... Really need to hurry and pick up the garbage polluting my wrestling ring. And I don't mean all the crap the being thrown by these idiots from Jersey, I mean that piece of trash called Nikolette Tessla! She needs to go! I can't celebrate my amazing victory when this bitch is stinking up the place by just sitting here and bleeding all over the damn mat!" Kelly yelled into her mic, greeted by a chorus of boos instantly, she sneered in response before leaning over Nikolette to spit right in her face.

Nikolette barely flinched when the spit hit her face. She groaned and her eyes fluttered. Her hand opened and closed but she was still not moving too much.

While Kelly ranted, the paramedics hastily tried to pull the engineer away. Referees got between Kelly and Nikolette and urged the blonde to calm down and exit the ring.

Kelly scoffed as the ref got between her and the fallen Nikolette. Prompting Kelly to just turn her nose up at them all. Raising ehr hands to a crowd that gave her almost a completely negative response before she carefully excited the ring via the steps. She was sore and tired, but inside she was beyond ecstatic. Things were finally starting to look up.

She just wished she had her show back!