Nikolette Tessla Vs. Taylor Parker: #1 Contender Match

"Bllllnnnnnngh!"

Nikolette's eyes bulged as Taylor hammered her again. She felt like Taylor was trying to drive her guts out from her body. It hurt so much and Nikolette could feel it aching all over her body. It was wearing her out pretty fast, but she didn't want to give up. She couldn't and if she laid there, Taylor would pound her into paste.

Nikolette lifted up her hands and placed them on Taylor's hips. She watched as best as she could, looking at Taylor's shoulders and eying the position of Taylor's arms and hands. Meanwhile, she continued to pain and huff. She wasn't going to get pinned while she still had use of her arms, but she only had a moment to try and strike when Taylor went for her next move and she needed all the time in between to suck in as much breath as she possibly could.

Taylor stayed hunched over against Nikolette's stomach, breathing hard. She couldn't remember ever being so tired in a match, even in ones much longer or more brutal. She sucked in a few breaths, and then sat up again, intent on heaping as much abuse on Nikolette's belly as she could.

"HAAA!" She screamed, as she raised her arms again and brought another double ax-handle crashing down on Nikolette's midsection.

Nikloeete watched as Taylor raised her fists. She was glad she was going for the axe handle, only so she wouldn't have time to react. Nikolette shot her legs up and shoved Taylor's hips, aiming the point of her boots at Taylor's face while she shoved.

She just hoped that would be enough to throw Taylor off her. She didn't know if she could take another crushing blow to her stomach.

Taylor put all her weight into her attack, and threw herself straight down into Nikolette's kick. Her boot smashed into Taylor's face and snapped her head back, leaving her in a dazed limbo for a moment before she soundlessly finally fell on her face, sprawled out beside Nikolette's legs.

Nikolette huffed as she managed to force Taylor off of her. She slowly crawled to her hands and knees and looked down at Taylor. her mouth hung open and she was panting, but she couldn't relent. Her body was killing her and she knew her tank was running low. Whatever she wanted to do, didn't involve much more than punching, like, it seemed, was the case with Taylor.

She knee walked around Taylor and pinned her legs down with her legs, wedging them into the back of Taylor's knee. She then then pressed her hand into Taylor's butt and leaned over to reach for one of the sweat soaked pony tails.

With a hard jerk, she yanked on Taylor's hair and thrust forward with her hips to pull Taylor to her hands and knees and hold her against her lap. She then closed her free hand and jammed it as hard as she could into Taylor's side.

Taylor shook her head and put a hand to her face, but by that time Nikolette was kneeling on her legs, in the backs of her knees. She rolled her eyes at her own misfortune, but started to push up on her hands all the same, and then Nikolette caught her by the hair again.

"Aah!" She cried out sharply. She knew her pigtails made tempting handles. It was almost a dare. She got up on her hands and knees, back arched with her head pulled back and her butt pressing against Nikolette. It was a... familiar position.

Then Nikolette's fist dug into her ribs. "Hnnnnnnng!" She buckled to the side and tried to fall on her hip, but Nikolette's hold on her hair kept her up. She bared her teeth and looked off toward the corner of her eye, the closest she could do to looking at Nikolette.

Nikolette wasn't in as good a position as Taylor had been when she was trying to liquify her insides with those hammer punches. Still, she liked her position and reeled back with her hand again. She would go for quantity over quality and began to furiously pump her arm, trying to drive her fist into Taylor's side over and over again with short, but heavy thrusting punches to Taylor's side.

"Hng! Hng! Hng Hng!"

"Grrrrrrrrrrrr..."

Taylor grimaced and while her face was already red from the strain of the match, she still managed to find a way to blush. She hoped no one noticed.

This was not the kind of pounding she was used to taking from here.

By the third punch, she got the timing right and caught Nikolette's wrist. She pulled the arm around her and rolled to the side to put them both flat on the mat, and then worked to turn her body enough to wrap her legs around Nikolette's shoulder so she could work an arm bar.

Exhausted as she was, she had vengeance in mind now.

"Nghuh!?"

Nikolette hit the canvas with a thud and cursed herself for getting into a rhythm. She panted hard for the second she had before she felt Taylor's legs rest upon her. She knew what was coming next and she didn't much like it. With how tired they both were, she felt like this was the moment where they would decide who the victor might be.

Nikolette reached out with her free hand and clasped it around the arm Taylor held. She planted her feet and pulled with all her might, using the held arm as well. If she could pull her arm free, she was pretty sure that Taylor wouldn't be able to stop her from finishing the job and if she let Taylor lock in the armbar, then...

She wasn't sure if she had the energy to left to do anything else but tap out...

Her panting form and heaving chest turned and her green eyes locked onto Taylor's. She wasn't going to let up until she was free and her strength alone wasn't going to get her through it. She had to force the blonde to see that her will was stronger and she wasn't going to quit!

The fans held a collective breath at the developments in the ring. Each blow looked like it was setting up the last...even in the suggestive positions. The armbar counter by Taylor drew both gasps and cheers alike as she struggled with Nikolette...but then the audience hushed a little bit. Their attention had been pulled from the two exhausted wrestlers inside the ring to something that was going on beside it.

Someone had slipped out from under the ring. The assailant was shorter than the other two, and at first, all they could see was her outline. She wore black boots, black gloves, a black hoodie and, who would have guessed, black sweatpants...and to round it all off she seemed to be holding something in her left hand. The silence quickly shifted to boos as the figure looked up...and everyone saw the kitsune mask underneath the hood. The woman slid into the ring under the bottom rope, quickly jumping to her feet.

Distracted by the two brawlers, the referee had no chance to stop the woman as she closed the short distance to Taylor and Nikolette. As she got to them, she swung her right leg back and proceeded to soccer kick the armbar-ing blonde in the side of the head.