Contendership Match- Jenna vs. Dixie (Complete)

Contendership Match
Losing condition- KO or 3-second pin

Jenna sighed, feeling very nervous about this. She had blown her shot at the title. She couldn't disappoint her fans by losing the contendership match too.

But just as she was about to leave the change room, she felt a sharp pain in her leg. She collapsed to the ground, groaning in pain as blood came from the back of her leg.

'What the hell was that?' she thought as she looked up, seeing a girl standing in front of her with a wicked grin and a smoking pistol in hand.

"Guess you're out of luck," Daisy said with a sneer as she ran into the distance shouting, "It feels so good to do something truly evil!"

Jenna had quite a dilemma now. She could just give up and get special treatment, but she didn't want to disappoint her fans, so she lifted up a bandage, tying it around her leg and headed down the hallway towards the ring.

Already in the ring was Dixie Clemets who, despite her best efforts, couldn't quite overcome the obstacles of the first round. But she was still in the running to be a number one contender and that had to count for something. If she could win the secondary tournament, then she could face the winner of the original and have another shot at the big one! Dixie spoke to herself as her music ended, trying to psyche herself up for her opponent. She wasn't in tip top shape, but she did have a small bit to rest since her last match and that would have to be enough. She rested her arms on the top ropes and watched the stage, awaiting her opponent, oblivious to whatever foul play had transpired in the changing area...

The ref stood up and said, "If Jenna does not arrive in 2 minutes, it will count as automatic..."

The crowd cheered when Jenna cut off the ref's speech appearing at the entrance and slowly making her way into the ring, making sure not to react to the pain in her leg. With the bandage on, no one could tell the difference. They thought it was just a fashion statement.

Dixie approached her foe and offered her hand to shake. Like all her matches, she wanted to show a little respect at the beginning. If Jenna took the cowgirl on her offer, it would be a clean shake then Dixie would back away until the bell rang. From there she would take the offensive and try to lock up with Jen to feel out what kind of strength the girl had...

Jenna gave her opponent a friendly handshake and backed off to her corner as well. When the bell rang, she immediately pointed to the right shouting, "Someone in the audience has a camera!" the referee directing her attention towards the audience, Jenna pulling out sand and whipping it towards her opponent's face.

The crowd gasped as Jenna had never done such a thing before. If Dixie ended up temporarily blinded by the sand, Jenna would take that opportunity to shove her into the ropes and send a barrage of punches her way.

Dixie shook the girl's hand and smiled. This would be a decent matchup she thought but suddenly Jenna yelled out. Dixie arched a brow. Of course people in the audience had cameras... AFW was almost a live porn most of the time. But curious as to why that would shock Jenna, Dixie looked as well. Not seeing anything out of the ordinary, the cowgirl shrugged and turned her attention back at Jenna. "I don't see wut's so....ACCCKKK!!" Dixie cried out when the sand particles blasted her in the face, robbing her of her sight. The texan stumbled about and was shoved back into the ropes, her arms draped over the top to keep her up, but she was completely vulnerable to the barrage of punches...

The crowd stared in shock as Jenna sent her array of punches into Dixie's gut, but were even more shocked when they noticed she had silver knuckles on.

Seconds before the referee finally looked back at the match, Jenna tossed the knuckles aside and attempted to lift Dixie up off the ground. If this worked, she would spin Dixie around and toss her out of the ring for the ref to start the ringout countdown.

Dixie groaned as the silver knuckle shots had worked her over pretty well and soon teh texan felt herself being hoisted up. Too dizzy to see what was happening, she could only stay limply in Jenna's arms before she felt herself get tossed out and crashed onto the hard floor outside the ring. Dixie worse a pained face, staying on her back outside as she listened to the shocked fans and the ref, the voices blurring together.

Jenna sighed as an uproar started among the crowd. She breathed heavily, looking around thinking, 'It's okay to win like this, right? I had no choice... if I'd fought fairly under my condition, I would have lost...'

Suddenly, a voice came from the crowd shouting, "DIXIE!"

Another voice came shouting, "DIXIE!"

Suddenly, Dixie's entire fanbase rose from their seats cheering for Dixie to get back to her feet, and soon enough, even Jenna's fans started cheering the Texan girl on. Jenna looked back and forth, eyes wide open as one of her fans shouted, "JENNA SOLD HER SOUL TO THE DEVIL!"

The cowgirl had laid there for a few seconds, but once she could hear and even feel the support from the fans, it pushed her to stir. She shakily sat up and reached for the ring skirting, taking a strong hold of it as she pulled herself to her knees. The count was continuing on but Dixie wasn't going to lose this way, not when everyone was cheering her on like they were. At the last second, the cowgirl threw herself into the ring under the ropes, beating the fatal count. From here she would use the ropes to pull herself to her feet if Jenna gave her the chance and then she would try to charge her opponent and sent a big, white Texas boot into the girl's face...