Diana Accera Vs. Alaina Sanders - Beauty Queens

Watching as her opponent rose, Diana's urgency to keep up the pace soon found her closing the distance. Alaina had yet to fully rise, so a hand would go once more to her hair, surely to painfully aid her in doing so. As Diana did however, she'd find hard twin shots to her gut, making her release and wince.

Bucking over a moment in pain, she'd find Alaina quickly trying to capitalise. Ever the one to avoid brutal punishment, the woozy Diana would wrap around that leg as it rose, only just preventing it from landing. With that, she'd fire her free hand towards Alaina in a moderate fashion, more in attempt to shove the woman back after forcing the breath from her abdomen.

Alaina washed back and stumbled quite a bit, glaring at Diana. She had to be more aggressive. That cost her a lot of agony earlier. She grit her teeth fighting through the aches and pains of simply moving as she lunged at Diana yet again this time in an attempt to clothesline the beautiful muscular woman down to the hard floor below!

Now that she had space, Diana had full intention to reward her foe for daring to strike a boxer. Before she could even muster such power however, Alaina offered a retort of her own, closing the distance before Diana could step to. The clothesline hit solidly, right above the collar bone, sending Diana in a near perfect spin as she hit the ground. She was lucky that she had manoeuvred the chairs but a moment ago, lessen she be now using them as a landing pad for her head.

Meanwhile in the ring, a increasingly sweat-covered referee would finally be forced to resume her count. Pressure from other ringside officials was conflicting with the roar of the crowd, who seemingly never wanted the match to end!

"S..Shit...F..FIVE!"

Alaina saw Diana land and smiled. It felt good to put that loudmouth on her firm, beautiful butt. Alaina winced as she bent down toying Diana up by the hair. Alaina grabbed Diana around the head with one arm and her other hand grabbed the waist bikini strap.

"SIX!"

The referee's count continued but Alaina paid it no attention. She was just focusing on delivering a hard vertical duplex to Diana, preferring to bring her crashing down on top of some chairs to devastating effect! The crowd nearby cheered the amazon on, hopingy in to see her put a hurting on the black haired beauty in her grasp!

Diana was dragged easily enough yet again, the sense all but smashed out of her. Her body would do as suggested, hooked by her foe with ease before she found it hoisted up, then straight back down. The crowd itself would roar alongside the action, screaming even more so when it became all the more apparent where Alaina was aiming to drop her. Had Diana known beforehand, she certainly would of forced more of a fight back.

Back hitting hard upon steel, she'd let loose a roar that could be heard in the nosebleeds, sitting up for a moment on instinct as her hand rubbed her back.

"Fu..Fuck..." She'd moan, before falling flat, the referee completely pausing her count in the ring as she questioned herself whether to just call it here and now after that.

Alaina laid on her back for a few moments as Diana screamed out in pain. Alaina's body was devastated by now and she was barely a functioning wrestler. She shook her head and tried to slowly sit up, looking over at Diana. "I hope you got what you wanted." Alaina muttered quietly. She might have sounded cold but truth be told, she just didn't have the energy or lung capacity to talk any louder at this point.

Alaina slowly stood up, bending down to try to help Diana up by the arm, although calling it help was using the term very loosely...

Diana got what she wanted alright.

She was just expecting their positions to be completely reversed.

Wailing and moaning yet still, Diana was mostly a dead weight as she found herself pulled upwards by her foe. Rather than resist and try to pull back, or even aid in her rise, she would simply act as if she was completely done for. Not that she wasn't close to being so mind. She just had more life in her than she let on.

The moment Diana came fully onto her own two feet, she'd try to spur herself back into the fight. With a simple response of course. Screaming out so loud the nearby members of the crowd would shudder somewhat, Diana would aim for a horrendous uppercut of sorts with her forearm, twisting into it and throwing everything she had!

Alaina pulled Diana up and heard the out scream, and more importantly felt the hard uppercut! The barely bikini clad Amazon's head snapped back as she fell back like a falling tree landing limply on her back and looking up at the lights in a daze!

Alaina let out a groan as she laid there caught off guard by the devastating attack!

Diana's move was one of the moment, clearly. Had she had her wits about her, she would of course aimed to instead bring knuckle to her foes chin rather than her considerably weaker yet still notable forearm. She wasn't Bomber Kishima after all.

But still if anything, the surprise of the move seemed to daze her foe. Diana however found herself latching onto Alaina's wrist, pulling fiercely as the Amazon nearly fell. Such a move wasn't entirely on purpose; the Italian found herself stumbling from the quick rise, and found herself latching onto Alaina's arm as a means to steady herself. It meant that her foe stayed standing of course, which wasn't that much of a downside all things considered. If she fell, Diana would only mean to drag her to her feet after all.

With the heat of the moment now well on her side, Diana would seemingly go for broke. Still latching onto that wrist, she'd raise another as she let loose a loud roar, knowing full well she was running on purely fumes right now.

After screaming the place down, Diana would suddenly crouch as she moved into Alaina. She saved the Amazon from falling but a second ago, but now evidently sought to bring her, and herself, down by much harder means. By going for a monstrous take down, aiming to slam their bodies upon a row of unhindered chairs behind Alaina!

Alaina didn't know what hit her.  She was held up for a second before Diana outright plowed the both of them down hard onto a row of chairs!

Alaina howled in pain as the landing kept hammering her already devastated torso.  Diana landed somewhat on top and somewhat beside her.  Alaina cried out in agony again, but knew she had to do something.  In a fit of desperation she tried to grab Diana's hair with both hands and slam her head against the back of the nearest chair!
Alaina had no energy left and was at an awkward angle.  She could only hope her meager attack would at least stun Diana.