Maricarmen Juarez Vs. Syd

Maricarmen watched as Syd dropped and smirked. It was a step. A BABY step, but a step. Maricarmen curled her arms around the bottom ropes as Syd leaned down to go for her hair one more time. She raised her boot up again and this time aimed it hard at Syd's face.

Maybe the girl thought Maricarmen was totally beaten. Maybe she was blinded by Maricarmen's hair? Maybe she was just stupid? Either way, the Latina found a game that she didn't mind playing for once. Even while her back throbbed, she was feeling excited at the prospect of getting back in the fight. She just needed to figure out what to do once she got some traction.

Syd's greedy fingers curled for Maricarmen's silky hair, but again she was rebuffed, this time by the sole of the blonde's boot smashing her in the face.

"Ungh!"

She turned and staggered away, reeling from the kick with a hand over her face. She stopped toward the middle of the ring and turned, her face red and indignant. She threw caution to the wind and charged headlong at the downed girl in the corner, aiming to return the favor with a running stomp to her face.

Maricarmen huffed as she watched Syd back away, grateful for the respite as brief as it seemed to be. Once again Syd came charging at her like a bull. She really MUST have been a complete idiot. This time, however, she wasn't just going to lash out a foot. She used the strength she had to roll out of the way and let Syd clang into the turnbuckle.

Maricarmen would then roll to her knees and give a quick glance to Syd. She gnashed her teeth and crawled onto Syd's lower back, her own still hurting from the pressure. She was going to give some pay back but she couldn't just do what Syd had done to her. Maricarmen reached for Syd's silvery hair and tugged it extra tight. She could do THAT much at least. She then lifted and then thrust, trying to smash Syd's head into the turn buckle.

"Puta!" She howled in anger.

Syd kicked straight out, with enough momentum to take Maricarmen's head clean off, but instead she kicked straight through the gap between the turnbuckles. She only stopped when she hit the middle turnbuckle crotch-first.

Her mouth gaped open soundlessly, her eyes clenched shut and face twisted with pain, and for a moment she remained frozen in place before gravity took over. She fell, her leg slipping out of the corner, and ended on her knees, thighs pressed together, hands pressed against her crotch, facing the turnbuckle.

"Aaie!" A sharp pain in her scalp, and her hands flailed out uselessly. She reared back, and Maricarmen smashed her face against the same middle turnbuckle that had already wronged her. She groaned, and slumped, holding onto the rope with one hand to keep herself partly upright.

THAT felt good. Maricarmen was proud of herself and wanted to continue to mash Syd's face against the turnbuckle endlessly but the ref was still barking about the corner work. She was just doing it to the Latina now.

Well, Maricarmen was fine with pulling Syd from the corner. She leaned forward and placed a foot back and yanked as hard as she could, trying to rip Syd from the corner and pull her away from the ropes. She let go in disgust with Syd and herself. She thought about doing a standing moonsault. She looked to the ropes and grimaced at the thought of crashing against them even to build momentum. Syd had wrenched her back good but she wanted to show this bitch that luchador could prevail even against her dirty tricks.

She decided, with a bit of hesitation to just try a simple leg drop across Syd's chest. It was effective enough, she hoped.

"Aie!"

Syd let out a high, girlish yelp as she was slung out of the corner and onto her back where she clutched her head and kicked her legs against the mat. One hand found its way back to her spandex-covered crotch before she found the presence of mind to look up.

Maricarmen's hesitation was enough for Syd to be ready, and when she jumped for her leg drop Syd quickly sat up, leaving her to just land on her butt. She clenched her fists and scowled at Allie on the outside of the ring before turning to direct her rage at the Latina.

"Guuuh!?" Maricarmen hit nothing but canvas as the ring rattled underneath her. She winced in pain and flopped to her hands and knees, trying to crawl away on three limbs while the other rubbed her sore back.

"What!?" Allie barked as she saw Syd make eye contact. "Don't look at ME, look at HER!" She said and pointed at Maricarmen who was slowly escaping to the other side of the ring.

Syd scowled at Allie and dutifully got to her feet. She walked down Maricarmen and stopped her gradual escape by bending down and grabbing her by the hips. She wrapped her arms around her waist and stood between her legs, and hefted her up off the mat into a wheelbarrow position, letting her hang in the air at her peak for just a moment before slamming her down face-first.

"Bitch."

Maricarmen struggled when she felt Syd grab onto her. She tensed at first but gurgled when she was hefted up and slumped after she was slammed down. "Ughhh..." Her body compressed against the mat and her head was buried in her arms. She panted softly and tried to slowly get to her hands and knees once more.

Syd stood tall over her fallen opponent. She pulled her long, silvery hair over her shoulder and stroked it while she stepped around to stand beside Maricarmen, and then bent to wrap her arms around her midsection again.

She hefted the smaller girl up high and turned her in the air, and then dropped down and planted her back across her knee.