Chloe vs. Heather

Chloe murmured some random things as she laid on her back, probably in Portuguese, she had no true concept of what had happened at this every second, she probably would if she was allowed to take a second or two to regain herself. Which she was...as she looked to the side she saw Heather standing there with her hands up high in the air, towering above her. This bitch was getting way to cocky and full of herself...Chloe would have to teach her a lesson, but...

The Brazilian attempted to push herself upwards but it was going very slowly and before she could even do so, she was able to see Heather's frame up in the air...when did she even get there ? The purple haired high flyer crashed right down onto Chloe's chest and stomach and flattened the Brazilian out against the barley padded floor. " Auuuh!"

Again came crashing right onto Chloe, grunting out as she hit the floor as well a little. She winced hard, getting up onto her knees--though grinning at being able to pull that off. It was such a lovely sequence and Heather had to pat herself on the back for it. She finally got herself back up, nodding her head as she looked over the crowd. They were all for her display and Heather was basking in it.

"Haahh" She picked herself up, high-fiving a fan with that smirk still plastered on her face, grabbing at Chloe's arm. She went to lift her off her feet, aiming to just roll the girl back into the ring and continue the match.

Chloe was soon enough lifted up off of the floor by her arm and dragged over towards the ring, she was then rolled in without much resistant from the white haired woman, she groaned and coughed out but she wasn't putting up any for of resistance, not cause she couldn't but it wasn't wise...she also wanted to get back into the ring and what resistance she could mount at the moment was probably paltry compared to what Heather could do right now to keep that momentum going.

When she was rolled into the ring, Chloe rolled with it and rolled far off towards the other side of the ring, shaking her head, with the ref's attention turned towards Chloe though...the purple haired woman in the crowd which Heather had missed had a chance, finally a chance presented itself.

Patiently had she waited for this moment, she quickly jumped over the barricade, dressed in jeans and a black t-shirt, a baseball cap on her head that had covered her face enough to make Heather not notice her face. The busty purple haired woman stepped up behind Heather and take a hold of Heather's shoulders, turning the woman towards her.

Giving Heather a quick wink of her eye before she'd send a knee right up into Heather's stomach. Only for the lovely purple haired woman to try and slip her arm in between Heather's legs, and the other around Heather's shoulders, lifting Heather up and tilting her upside down in the air, holding her high up as she took a firm grip, one hand against Heather's upperback and the other cupping Heather's firm rear.

One step forward and then a drop down onto her own butt! Driving Heather skull first into the hard floor outside the ring for a brutal TTD! Quickly after the move the Purple haired woman would slink back into the booing crowd and work her way away from the ring and the crowd.

Heather nod her head a little as she rolled Chloe into the ring. She had in her head where she'd go from here, knowing just the way to get at the girl and end this. She stretched herself out just a little, taking a bit of a breather as she had just did two big moves one after the other.

Finally, she went to reach for the bottom rope to start to pull herself in the ring--but then suddenly she felt someone's hands on her shoulders. "Ha?" She blinked, caught quite a bit by surprise before she was forced to turn around. She barely was even able to register that wink that came from the attacker, having no clue who or what was going on at the moment---that knee suddenly slamming right into her gut.

"Guaagh!!" She yelled out in pain, doubling over before she was lifted upside down like that. She squirmed around in her grip, desperately trying to muster the strength and thought process to escape this--but next thing she knew her head collided violently into the floor. Her vision flashed a bit--Heather almost immediately knocked out from the blow. As her attacker slipped right back into the crowd before the ref was able to see what happened, Heather lie there on the thin padding, totally out cold on her back.

The crowd was in an uproar after what had just happened, seeing Heather be knocked down like that by a strange and unknown assailant was just causing a havoc among the crowd who roared out with jeers and boos across the arena.

The young Brazilian would nod her head as she'd start to pull herself up she had caught a glimpse of what had happened and she didn't know exactly who that bitch had been but she wasn't going to let this window slip away. She quickly made her way over to the opposite side of the ring and slipped out of the ring. Moving down to heather she'd take a handful of Heather's hair and guide the woman up to her feet and roll her into the ring.

The ref looked as confused as she could be, she had no idea what had happened and looked rather nervous as to what she had just missed and as to why Heather was looking as if she had been knocked out with a hammer over her head.

The Brazilian could probably pin Heather here and now but she figured it wasn't earned unless she put and end to the woman. As such she would climb up towards the corner and onto the top rope....looking down at the downed purple haired wrestler....Chloe would then turn around and leap backwards, looking to flip in the air and come down with her two feet right onto Heather's chest, looking to flatten it for a brutal double stomp moonsault, her finisher known as twin rotation destruction!

Heather was totally out of it. She groaned out on the floor on the outside, unable whatosever to answer any sort of words or actions to her body. Her chest just rose and fell with her breaths--that being almost the only movement out of Heather.

She was unable to do anything to prevent Chloe from picking her up by her hair, the girl having to work a bit to lift up the full weight of Heather and roll her into the ring. Just as she was on the outside, she was out on her back, totally knocked out on the ground. Heather barely even knew what happened to her before she was taken out, now completely helpless to Chloe pulling off her finishing move on her.

Her body jolted and squirmed at her landing on her with her Twin Rotation Destruction, Heather lying sprawled out right after, Chloe fully able to pin her with no resistance if she went for it afterwards.

Chloe's feet drove into Heather's chest from that double stomp moonsault which crushed Heather's chest against her ribs, flattening those tits as the white haired Brazilian soon dropped right off of Heather and down onto her rear, she panted for a second or two...before she'd quickly try and scramble up and grab a hold of Heather's right leg.

Hugging it tightly to her body she'd pull it up and fold Heather up as she'd lean back and attempt to seat her black tights clad rear down upon Heather's face, placing her knees down against Heather shoulders to pin her down.

The ref-girl was quick to slide in over towards the the pair and start the count.

"ONE!.....TWO!..."

Heather took deep breaths in and out, her consciousness coming to a little, but there was no way that she could fight at the moment. Chloe's finisher had woken her up a bit--but the pain she was feeling was unreal. She squirmed and writhed around just a bit before she felt the girl grab her leg.

As if the whole thing--being surprise attacked like that and knocked out by someone she could barely see wasnt embarrassing enough, she felt Chloe seat herself on her face with that pin. She let out little muffled whimpers into her butt as she pinned her, completely unable to answer the count.

"THREE!"

The ref girl would hit the mat for the third count, signaling the end of the match and the victory for Chloe

When the third count came Chloe let go of Heather's leg and would shove it away from her as hard as she could, pushing herself up towards her feet as she'd take a few steps back, the ref-girl moved up to grab a hold of her arm and raise it up.

She was declared the winner but not many people were all that happy about it, it wasn't like it mattered to Chloe, the match had gone as it had and she had taken Heather out still. It was her move that ended Heather! That was the way that Chloe saw it.

As such she would step up and kick at Heather's side, " That should teach you..." She let out in an angry growl, a part of her was furious that someone had come in and ruined her chance to show Heather who was the better...but she'd take this win all the same. Soon enough she turned and left the ring and the arena.