AV 15 Iron Woman Match: Natasha Han Vs. Valley Doll

The crowd approved, always happy to see some acrobatics, but Natasha was hardly the only woman in the ring getting frustrated. Valley’s strategy was sound, she knew it could work, all she needed was one pin. Just one. Three seconds, nothing more. She thought that last one would've been wild enough to surprise Natasha, but no - the woman was simply unflappable, and it wouldn't matter how many trick pins she did. She wasn't going to get her fall the quick and painless way. So be it. She’d beat Natasha enough to pin her twice before, she could do it.

”Okay, Han.” She grumbled and pushed Natasha off. Valley shuffled forward, following right after the Russian on her knees, not giving her any room to breathe. She reached out and tried to wrap her arms around Natasha’s head before she could get back up, clamping down on her with an inverted headlock. She didn't have the power to hold someone so strong down with it forever, but she didn't plan on it. ”We’ll do it your way.”

Natasha grunted, as she felt Valley's arms wrapping around her neck. Her arms began to flail at the air for a moment as Valley clamped on the headlock, but it only took a few short seconds for the Russian to control herself, her hands naturally going to Valley's arm, pulling down on it to try and pry the hold loose.

At the same time, the Wrestle Angel closed her eyes, and began to focus. She could beat this. She knew she could. She could break this simple hold and break Valley right after. All she had to do was focus.

A moment later, Natasha's eyes opened, and with a look of fierce determination in her eyes, she tried to force her way back up to a standing position, trying to power her way back up to her feet, headlock be damned!

Natasha was a hard woman to stop when she got her mind set on something. Valley had learned that lesson well over the past year, and nothing was different tonight. She could see her eyes on the big screen, fierce and fiery, and it was no surprise when she started to stand up despite the hold. Valley’s form was tight, perfectly executed, nothing wrong with the headlock itself. She just didn’t have the power to keep this angel down with it. Maybe no one did.

Valley couldn’t fight it, so she didn’t. She kept the hold on, but she stood along with Natasha, letting the burly Russian make it to her feet. Fine. Good, really - the last thing she wanted was to get in a mat war with the vaunted Submission Queen.

No, Valley did her best work on her feet, and as soon as they were up, she showed just why that was. She brought her leg back, held it out as far as she could get it for half a second, then swung it forward into Natasha’s chest, looking to knock some fight out of her. Another knee followed in rapid succession, doubling up on the pain. Not a typical sort of move from her repertoire, but it would do well, here.

It was slow going, but with determination in her heart and with a fierce and intense expression spread across her face, Natasha eventually made it back up to her feet. Valley had been keeping her under control, keeping the Russian from gaining any ground, but Natasha was determined to pull ahead in this fight. If Valley wanted to take her down, Natasha was going to make her life a living hell to do it.

Unfortunately for the Russian, though, Valley once again had the answer to the riddle that was the Wrestle Angel. As soon as they were standing again, the Slamazon's leg smashed forward into her chest. Her entire body shuddered from the blow, but before Natasha could react further, up came another knee, striking her again, seemingly even harder then before.

Natasha grunted, and her body shuddered again. She felt herself starting to go limp in Valley's hold, her arms dangling down uselessly at her sides as she tried to recovered from the twin blows to her hard chest.

There it was.

Valley felt a wave of relief come over her when her blows landed clean on Natasha’s chest. The mighty Wrestle Angel was stunned - only for the briefest moment, a small window. Enough for her to work with, though, and start claiming the momentum. She had plenty of options, and Valley decided to go with the one that left Natasha even more vulnerable than she currently was.

Keeping her grip tight all the way, she turned around and transitioned from her headlock into a cravat, bringing one hand above Natasha’s stubborn head to hold it in place over her shoulder.

”Down!” From there, Valley dropped down fast to one knee, pulling the Russian over her shoulder as she descended, trying to drop her right on her butt with one of the oldest, simplest, most effective wrestling moves: a Snapmare.

Natasha was feeling tired. She was feeling beaten, but she wasn't feeling beaten. Valley had maintained her advantage, but the Russian knew she could weather this. She could take anything Valley could dish out. She just had to find the right chance to strike back. She could do this.

That chance wasn't going to be soon though. The Slamazon flipped Natasha over, and the Wrestle Angel ended up sitting on her butt on the mat, her head rolling to one side, not offering any resistance towards Valley nor any movements at all.

Up and over Natasha went. It certainly wasn’t easy - Valley swore, the woman put on ten pounds of muscle each time they fought - but her mother taught her how to do a snapmare just right, and that one was applied well enough to get the job done. She hopped back after the execution, giving her opponent some space, but it wasn’t an act of mercy. Anybody who knew Valley’s style would realize just how much pain the Russian was about to be in.

”Double!” Valley called out, right before she stepped forward and swung her leg hard and fast into Natasha’s back, landing a harsh shin kick right in the middle of her spine.

”Tap!” Before the first kick’s sonorous impact could finish resonating across the stadium, she reeled back and threw another one.

Same attack. Same spot. Same pain.

The first kick landed right in the center of Natasha's spine, sending a tidal wave of pain through the Russian's back. To her credit, however, the Wrestle Angel didn't scream or cry out. She grit her teeth, simply sharply hissing through them, writhing in place at the hurtful sensation.

It was the second kick, though, that got her to cry out. Despite herself, the Russian howled at the second impact, her eyes growing wide as Valley punished her unprotected, defenseless backside.

Yup, that was the way the Double Tap worked. The first kick sometimes got Valley’s opponent to make some noise. Sometimes it didn’t, especially with her tougher foes. But when the second landed double the pain? Then instinct took over and they made some noise, whether they wanted to or not. For Natasha, it was only going to get worse.

”Boom.” As the Submission Queen reeled, the Aerial Empress shot at her head with a finger gun, then took off running away from her, storming towards the other side of the ring at top speeds. The audience began a rising hum, as they anticipated something big about to happen. Valley didn’t disappoint them, either.

She bounced off the ropes, dashed towards Natasha from behind, and leaped into a somersault right before they could collide, flying over her head. As she soared, she grabbed the back of Natasha’s head, bringing it down with her as she fell to the mat and releasing it when she landed.

If it all worked out right, reflexes would take over and force Natasha’s upper body to jerk back and slam her into the mat, nailing her with a quick Neck Snap.

Natasha sat there, rubbing weakly at her back, her face the very image of pain. She heard the crowd beginning to murmur around her, and she knew something very bad was about to happen, but at the moment, there wasn't a lot she could do about it.

And then, just like that, Valley flipped over her, grabbing her head. She felt the air rushing by as she was jerked forwards, and in the next moment, her body snapped backwards and her head slammed itself into the canvas.

Boom.

The mighty Russian began to curl up, grabbing at her neck with both hands. She hissed again, feeling the new pain surging through her neck, and once again, she seemed to be at Valley's mercy, seemingly completely outmatched by her at the moment.