Tables Match: Belinda Northman Vs. Adrian Kytes

Belinda was groggy and in a terrible spot at the moment, when the cosplayer moved off and got out that table from underneath the ring, the blond still feeling a bit woozy would look around slowly and see Adrian come at her and set the table up by the railing and then pull the Swede so that she was pressed back first against the table. 

Murmuring out and grunting in frustration as she would try and gather her thoughts. Looking up at the yellow clad wrestler in front of her.

"Yeah... you just, you just stay there for... just stay there." Adrian grumbled as she backed off, trying to generate enough space between herself and the blonde before charging back in as fast as she could manage. Taking a page out of Belinda's book herself she jumped up a few feet away from her target, curling her legs up before stretching them out hopefully into the Swede's chest, trying to use the force of her dropkick to put Belinda through the table.

Belinda's head was still feeling a fair bit woozy but she was starting to clear up, she started to understand where she was and what Adrian was doing to her as she saw Adrian start to charge towards her.

The Swede was quick to try and drop to her side and out of the way from the table behind her. Maybe it would make Adrian run into the table and lose herself? Belinda doubted that though, she just tried to get out of the way and quickly try and scramble away from Adrian and make her way up to her feet by the help of the barricade.

Adrian's heels hit nothing but plywood and skidded up with the momentum, leaving Adrian to drastically attempt to re-orient herself mid air so it would feel like she had merely powerbombed herself onto the concrete floor instead of spiking herself down on her neck. The descent was an ugly one, the former Hardcore champion's tailbone getting shamed into the corner formed between the table and the floor while the rest of Adrian's back splatted down. Legs spread around the table, Adrian couldn't do much except groan in pain, half grateful that the table had not broken so that she was still in with a chance, half just wanting this all to end.

Belinda had been able to duck out of the way and with it the blond cutie had hoped that Adrian would crash into the table and eliminate herself. It seemed as if she didn't have that amount of luck, but at least she was able to have Adrian take a nasty landing.

The Swede groaned out as she started to pull herself up towards her feet. Shaking her head and groaning out as she would start to move over towards the downed yellow clad brunette. Belinda would reach down for a handful of Adrian's brown hair and a handful of the woman's outfit, pushing her opponent up to her feet. The Swede would try and lean down and place her head in between Adrian's legs and grab firmly at the back of the former hardcore champion's thighs. 

Looking to lift Adrian up off of her feet as she'd move up into a full stand. Belinda would proceed to then try and throw Adrian down, back first onto the mat with a powerful Alabama slam! Down onto the barley padded floor outside of the ring.

As if it wasn't a bad enough time to be Adrian's neck so far in the match, Belinda was looking to make matters much worse as the blonde hauled her into the air with the brunette riding upside down along the Swede's back. For a brief moment the brunette thought she might be getting sent straight down into the padding but Belinda held onto her legs and started to swing.

It may not have been a piledriver but as Adrian's skull cracked against the thin padding of ringside it might have been worse. The former hardcore champion was left writhing in pain on the outside, unable to do anything constructive.

Belinda stumbled backwards after throwing her opponent down with that fearsome Alabama slam. The young Swede would roll her shoulders and pant out as she looked on at the hurting former hardcore champion. She figured that it was enough being outside the ring for now, it was getting rather painful and difficult to fight out here.

The Swede would cough out as she turned and gathered a table, and pushed it in under the bottom rope, she did the same for another table. So that there would be two inside of the ring. Then she made her way over to the yellow clad Adrian, looking to take a hold of her older sisters best friend and attempt to guide her towards her feet, before attempting to send her running with an Irish-whip towards the ring apron!

"Fuckfuckfuckfuck..." Adrian groaned on the arena floor only having recently regained her ability to speak normally again and spending it to make sure her true feelings about this situation were clear and understood before Belinda finished messing with the arena's feng shui and went back to give the hurting former cosplayer another thing to add onto the injury report.

Still cradling the back of her neck, the blonde was forced to yank her by the elbow towards the ring Apron instead of getting a full Irish whip, forcing Adrian back into the ring rolling onto one of the tables.

Belinda was in a good position, or rather she wasn't has badly off as Adrian was for now. This wasn't an ideal situation though as her body itself was aching like hell and she actually wanted to just collapse down into a soft bed. She wouldn't be able to do that until she had beaten Adrian though! Or in the worst case, until she had been slammed through a table.

With Adrian in the ring now, Belinda started to climb up into the ring. She'd stagger up towards the downed yellow clad woman and attempt to pull Adrian up onto her feet. Trying to place one arm in between Adrian's legs as she would try and loop her other arm around Adrian's shoulders. Trying to lift her older sister's best friend upside down into the air and then try and throw her down onto the flat table that was lying down on the mat. It wouldn't break, but it would for sure hurt.

Adrian couldn't offer much resistance to Belinda's ideas, only giving any strong sign of life when her back hit the wood and bounced, yelling out a pained screech as her back arched up in pain, from top to bottom her spine was bearing the brunt of this match and it would be some time before she willingly got involved in another tables match if this was how they were going to go.