Belinda Northman Vs. Heather Sunderland: Submission Match

Belinda soon pushed herself up to her feet and would let out a few loud panting breaths, shaking her head a little bit as she'd raise her arms up and ready herself for Heather, hearing the veteran let out those words of hers the Swede was about to answer her, but the purple haired veteran moved in too fast, seemed like she wasn't in the mood to banter anymore and that was fine by the younger Northman!

With Heather getting in close and leaping up like that the Swede would attempt to step to the side, looking to rise her arms to push Heather a bit away from here, looking to stop the veteran from doing as she pleased. If she could do that though, the Swede would attempt to take a hold of Heather and spin her around so they were face to face again and attempt to send a hard knee up into her opponents stomach! Looking to double Heather over and place the purple haired woman's head in between her sweaty bare thighs!

Belinda wanted to hit Heather with a move that she was probably familiar with...looking to lean forward and wrap a hold of Heather's waist before trying to use all her might to lift Heather up and roll her up onto the younger Northman's shoulders before trying to throw her down hard with a jack-knife powerbomb!

Heather rushed at Belinda as quickly asshe could, knowing that this sort of thing was the last chance that she could get to finish this off. She didn't even allow the girl a rebuttal for Heather's claim that this was her win. She didn't want to even hear or think that she could be wrong. She just rushed at her, leaping up to try and take her down with as hard an impact as she could, knowing she could go right from there into a submission hold.

However, she instead saw Belinda step to the side, Heather stumbling slightly as she landed on her feet. She was pushed a little, stumbling a bit more before suddenly she was turned to face Belinda. Her eyes widened as she slammed that knee into her gut, causing Heather to double over in pain from the sudden hit. She winced, going to move back a bit--but before she could, Belinda had grabbed her and pulled her head between her thighs.

Heather was lifted up onto her shoulders, her eyes widening before she was taken down, thrown down hard with the jack-knife powerbomb. Her body jolted, spittle coming from Heather's mouth as she lie there sprawled out on the mat, her chest rising and falling dramatically.

Belinda placed her hands on her knees as she looked on at the downed Heather who was not in a very good post right now, a Northman powerbombing her would without a doubt feel a bit familiar to the purple haired veteran, at least that was what Belinda thought. The crowd started to shout out wildly at that clash as most people seemed to know what would probably come next, a big submission hold from the blue clad blond.

The Swede would attempt to narrow her eyes and step up towards Heather's legs, looking to take a hold of her ankles, Heather's right ankle in Belinda's right hand and and Heather's left ankle in Belinda's left hand, as she'd try and turn Heather over and step over her opponent looking to place Heather into a cross legged boston crab...where Belinda would then start to lean backwards more and more all the way down so that her head would touch the mat right past where Heather's head was, bridging and trying to lock in her signature submission hold, a cross legged bridging boston crab which she had named Cloudy Day!

Heather was taking deep breaths as she lie on her back, staring up at the bright lights of the arena. The heat of the moment--the lights shining in her eyes--and the sound of the fans in the arena going wild were what was keeping her from passing out. She grit her teeth, shaking her head slightly before Belinda had taken hold of her ankles, Heather unable to stop Belinda from moving and setting up her submission.

Rolled over, Heather felt her body bent back in quite the brutal way. She yelled out in pain from the hold, her back feeling like it was being broken in half from her stretch."G--guhaa!! AAAGH!!" She yelled out loudly, her eyes watering as she helplessly scratched at the mat, shaking her head.

Belinda winced and groaned out as this was not an easy hold to keep locked in and with how drained and in pain she was right now it was even more difficult to keep it locked in. " Nnnnghh!!" Belinda let out through gritted teeth as her frame was arching into that bridge with the crowd cheering and shouting loudly for Heather to either escape or to tap out!

The young blond's hands tightened upon Heather's ankles as she tried to pull her arms upwards a bit and make the arch of Heather's spine even more brutal and painful for the purple haired veteran! " Come onnn!!!" Belinda let out loudly as she was just waiting and hoping she'd get Heather to tap out soon, cause she didn't know how long she could keep this hold going.

All that had built up to this point in the match was all coming crashing down on Heather right now as she was trapped in the painful submission hold--one that felt like it was threatening to just pull apart and break her body. She shook her head, clawing and scratching at the mat, desperately trying to pull herself to those ropes. If she could just inch a little further she could break it! She pushed and struggled as much as possible--Juuust inches away!

Then she felt Belinda tighten the hold, adding on even more as she pulled harder--the arch on her spine looking like it was nearly impossible for the body to bend that way. Heather's eyes watered from the intense pain, the girl straining and enduring as much as she could. She raised her hand up, clenching it into a fist, gritting her teeth hard as sweat and tears dripped from her face before finally--reluctantly--she brought her hand down on the mat, tapping on it over and over, giving up and submitting to Belinda--the ref calling for the bell to signify the girl's win as Belinda's music began to play over the speakers. The hard fought match came to a close and Heather was on the losing end.

It was a long and arduous match which had culminated into this point of the match where the Swede had Heather trapped and now needed to have Heather tap out, she couldn't hold on for much longer and all she could do right now was attempt to get Heather to tap. After a few moments of Heather screaming in pain and the crowd cheering and chanting for the entire ordeal...there it came, the tapping against the mat....the second the ref-girl called for the bell, Belinda would quickly let go of those legs of Heather's.

Which unfortunately caused the Swede to lose her footing and had a small drop onto Heather's back, landing on top of her purple haired opponent as she laid there panting heavily as her sweat covered body was just feeling exhausted. She laid on top of Heather's back for a few seconds before weakly rolling off of her opponent. She pushed herself up to her knees only to have the ref come in and raise her hand, declaring Belinda the victor in this match up.

Though right after that Belinda would lean down a bit to Heather, looking to see if the Veteran was okay. Panting and heaving heavily Belinda would place a hand on Heather's shoulder. " H-hey...you okay ? Ha..."

Heather lie sprawled out on her front, her back burning in pain it felt like with how much strain was put on her from that hold and all of the buildup that led to that hold. She groaned out, t aking her deep breaths in and out to try and recover herself and get her bearings. She grunt slightly as Belinda fell onto her back like t hat, feeling her just lie there to rest herself as well. A slight little smirk formed on her lips at that before Belinda finally rolled off her.

She felt that hand on her shoulder, leading to Heather finally pushing herself up a bit. She groaned out, the sore pain in her back making it quite difficult for her to do so before finally she got onto her knees as well, sitting back on them. She turned to Belinda, a slight blush on her face from the concern the girl was showing her as she nod her head, bringing her hand up to wave it off a little.

"Heh..yeah I'm good..nh..." She winced slightly before pushing the smile back on her face, nodding. "A-ahaa...you got me.." She let out, scratching the back of her head.

Hearing that Heather was feeling alright put a smile on Belinda's face as she would then see Heather scratch the back of her head like that and say those words. " Haha...was a bit nerve-wrecking there...haha!" Belinda let out as she would throw on a wide grin on her face, " Kinda got a bit too close there a lot of times." Belinda let out as she would start to push herself up towards her feet and with it attempt to help Heather up to a stand.

If Heather let her do that then Belinda would give the older AFW veteran a hug, " Thanks for a great match." Before pulling away and then taking a hold of Heather's hand, looking to raise it up into the air so that the crowd could go a head and throw a bunch of cheers towards the purple haired beauty.

Following that Belinda would start to leave the ring and begin to head up the ramp to leave for the evening and get a shower and such. After having finished a pretty great match against a really good opponent she was feeling not only tired, but mentally exhausted as well, having to keep focus in a submission match against and opponent of Heather's skill level was just draining, she needed a good long shower and then some rest.

Heather nod her head a bit at Belinda's words, sticking her tongue out a little at her. "Mnh! I almost had ya!" She let out, nodding again with a slight snicker. She allowed Belinda to help her up, Heather dusting herself off a little, taking a breath. "You're definitely a type of person that I'd love to fight any time." She said, smiling before she felt that hug from the girl.

She blinked a couple times, blushing quite a bit at the feeling of her body pushing against hers before hearing her thank her. "A-ahaa same to you!" She said, grinning before Belinda stepped back, taking her hand to raise it up as well. Heather's face was gradually turning more and more red--slightly embarrassed at her doing this sort of t hing, Heather giving a slight little bow in response to the crowd's reaction.

She scratched her cheek a little as she watched Belinda leave the ring, letting a long breath out. She moved to the ropes, leaning over them a bit, taking in all that was this match before dropping down and rolling out of the ring, heading to the back as well.

Winner by Submission: Belinda Northman