Helena MacLeod vs Dixie Clemets ( Complete )

Instead of pressing her opponent's shoulders even more,she weakened a bit the hold. She didnt want the match to end right there,that way. She stood up as the ref-girl called for the rope break and then grabbed the texan by the hair,forcing her back up to her feet.

"Ohhh...I'm so glad you didnt give up. I thought the fun was going to end."

"OWW!!" Dixie winced as she was tugged up to her feet by her blonde locks, though she was grateful Helena helped her up as she wasn't sure she would have made it by herself in her current state. Still woozy, Dixie tried to do a desperation attack and drop-toehold Helena face-first into the top turnbuckle to daze her. If this somehow worked and Dixie managed to not get countered, the cowgirl would tiredly turn Helena around and hoist her up to the top rope, setting her up for a suplex off the top....

Helena's eyes widened as her opponent suddenly attacked. She had no way to know that the texan was still going to fight,but it was a little obvious,after all the taunting. She was cornered against the turnbuckle,a bit dazed and unable to defend herself at the moment. Suddenly,she found herself on top of the turnbuckle. As a last resort,she tried to tackle Dixie to the mat,just to avoid getting suplexed from there...

As Dixie put her arm around Helena's head, she was having diffculty keeping her balance in her state which gave Helena the opening to tackle her off the turnbuckle. Both girls fell to the mat with a huge thud which felt like a car crash to the woozy Texan. Her head bounced off the mat and again the wind was taken out of her sails...

Helena was panting loudly. She found herself on top of her opponent's stomach. She immediatly noticed that it was the best chance she would ever have to pin the texan down for the three count. She grabbed and pinned her wrists above her head and called the ref for the count,who started.

"One!!"

Dixie didn't move, her chest lightly raising and falling underneath Helena's form. Dixie's legs came up slowly, bending at the knees, spread open as the cowgirl tried to find the strength to use her legs to buck the Russian off of her. Helena felt so strong as she pinned the Texan's wrists over Dixie's head, "Oh...ohhhh..." she moaned, hearing the first count and then...

"Two!!"

Helena was panting loudly. She didnt have the energies to keep fighting. She then heard the second count. The excitement made her resist and even tighten the hold to keep Dixie from escaping. She shutted her eyes tightly as in teh inside,a little voice started to shout. "Comeeee oooooon! Just a bit moooooree!!" And then,the ref's hand came down for the third time.

"Three!"

The bell sounded and Dixie's spirit sank. She couldn't overcome the wiley Russian and the 3rd count sealed her fate in the tournament. It wouldn't be her time this time around. Dixie relaxed under Helena, accepting her defeat with a quiet frustration in her mind that was soon drowned out by the blaring of Helena's theme music over the Audio system. Dixie opened her eyes, her wrists still pinned down, "Good match." she admitted to her foe, "Hope you make it."

"Thank you.....You were a great opponent too...And I hope you make it through the next time...." Helena said as she slowly stood up. The ref girl raised her hand in victory as the entire crowd cheered for her for the first time. The russian smirked and held her arm down and towards Dixie,offering her some help to stand up.

"Do you need some help....?"

"I'm ok." Dixie faked a smile before she slowly rolled out of the ring. She looked back at the victorious Helena and sighed again, heartbroken that she couldn't even get passed the first round this time. Dixie then started for the back, giving gentle waves to the fans who gave her an ovation for trying before she disappeared to the backstage through the curtains.

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