Tables Match: Belinda Northman Vs. Adrian Kytes

Belinda laid on the mat panting for breath as the former Hardcore Champion started to make her way back towards the Swede. Moving down and taking a hold of Belinda by her neck and waist band, yanking her up towards her fee and forced a zombie-like Belinda Northman to walk up towards the table. 

She was slid up and rolled onto the table, groaning out as she was being led towards what was seemingly her doom by Adrian Kytes. The crowd had been going through a roller-coaster of a match where the momentum had shifted wildly back and forth, with these two young ladies seemingly almost trying to destroy each other in this match, despite seeming to harbor no hostility towards one another.

Satisfied with the position Belinda was in, Adrian took a deep breath to steady herself and moved towards the nearest corner, gripping the top rope for support while gathered what sense she needed to do something so reckless as climb with her back to the Swede. On foot after the other Adrian slowly made her way to the top rope, facing out to the crowd.

Putting her faith in her own judgement as to how far away she'd left the Blonde: Adrian jumped up and backwards, pulling herself into a backwards C shape to try and rotate in the air faster as she attempted to hit a big moonsault from the corner to the table, making the most of the height she got to make it look picture perfect.

Belinda laid on her back on the table, shaking her head slowly from left to right as she panted out for air. Things weren't looking good for her, the crowd was shouting and cheering, for Adrian, for Belinda for both of them! One would win and one would lose in this match.

Adrian jumped up off of the top rope corner, flying through the air like a beautiful bird and then coming downwards the table. That beautiful moonsault had a great arch to it, and Adrian had managed to get some great air time! It was stunningly impressive from such a tired and hurting competitor as Adrian was now.

As she was coming down though, Belinda's body rolled to the right and off of the table, falling right down onto her side with a grunt, but escaping the moonsault and letting Adrian Kytes crash right down onto the table herself!

Adrian was pretty sure this was the second time trying to put Belinda through a table had backfired badly. Not 100% sure, because getting dropped on your head tends to make the previous 15 minutes somewhat of a blur, but pretty sure. At least this time the pain was about the same amount as if her plan had actually worked! Just with none of the Euphoria that comes with victory, only the agonising pain of aching ribs as the former cosplayer just laid face first against the canvas surrounded by broken plywood.

Belinda was down on her back besides the broken table and the hurting Adrian. Panting out as she listened to the buzz and rumble of the crowd. They were cheering wildly for both of the two combatants and it looked as if neither of them were going to walk out of this match....one would win but it was doubtful either of them could actually make it up the ramp on their own.

The Swede would push up up to her feet, wobbly as she would start to move to Adrian and try to take a hold of the woman by her brown hair and her chin. Pulling and guiding Adrian up towards her feet with care, as the blond would then try and lower herself down. Aiming to place her head in between Adrian's sweaty thighs and grab firmly onto the backs of those thighs, lifting upwards to a stand, Belinda would try and swing forward and attempt to slam Adrian down hard onto the mat with a brutal Alabama slam!

Adrian had just managed to lift her head out of the wreckage and start to crawl on her arms towards the ropes when Belinda was on her once again, lifting the American up to attempt what she had been going for earlier before Adrian had rudely interrupted her game plan. The brunette felt herself being pulled off the ground over Belinda's back, her hair now a free-flowing mess as it dangled between the blonde's legs. Enough time to let the blood flow all the way down to her head before the Swede pulled back and sent Adrian swinging towards the canvas. Her shoulders smashed against the canvas as the ring boomed, bits of plywood left behind soon scattered by the vibrating mat while Adrian was just left to groan in pain.

Belinda panted out as she would stand above the now downed Adrian, she coughed out and groaned loudly as she would start to stumble and shamble over towards the ropes. 

This was her chance to end this. She had to go for it, as she went out of the ring and headed up to the closest table. Folding it up she would start to guide the table towards the ring and shove it in under the bottom ropes. 

The young Northman would begin to set up the table, and make sure it was good and steady, halfway towards the center of the ring. Belinda looked back over at her brunette haired opponent and started to head after the former Hardcore Champion. Aiming to move in and grab a hold of Adrian by her hair an start to pull and guide her towards the new table. 

Belinda would try and guide Adrian up onto the wooden structure and then, warily start to climb the table herself. Getting the two of them up to a stand on the table. Panting out she would try and pull the hurting Adrian in close, pushing that head in under her armpit and then attempting to slip her free arm down in between those legs, cupping Adrian's great ass in the process as she would try and lift up Adrian! " RaaaaahH!" Belinda would shout out loudly as she was pulling together all her might to accomplish this process, this would probably be the final thing she'd be able to do in this brutal match of theirs, she hoped for it to actually be the finale. 

As she would jump up and attempt to drive Adrian's head and neck first into the table for a brutal Comet Impact finisher, a Northern Lights bomb which she hoped would drive Adrian through the table!

Adrian didn't have time to recover from getting slammed into the canvas before Belinda was picking her back up, this time with an extra table set up in the interim between closing her eyes from the first impact then opening them again. It certainly felt like Adrian needed a lot of sleep as she loosely staggered towards the table, almost collapsing as Belinda's efforts to get her up ended with the brunette ramming her side into the edge of the table, creating a red line underneath her singlet. 

The next minute to Adrian was a blur punctuated only by a ringing in her ears from Belinda's scream with her ears less than a foot away and then with the burst of white that covered her vision as she was driven through the table head first. Her body crumpling down on the half-broken piece as the American's skull neatly cut the table in half.

Belinda hoisted Adrians' frame up into the air and then jumped up, driving that head straight into the wooden structure and with it the table cracked and crumbled underneath the weight and impact of Belinda's finisher. The American's head being used an as axe to chop the table in half as they both crashed down onto the mat in a heap after Belinda's move!

The crowd started to roar out at the sight of this, the Swede's amazing finisher having been used to finish off the former Hardcore Champion in this match. Yet it was clear that a great deal of the crowd weren't pleased with the results! It had been a match where the crowd had been split down the middle and it could be seen right here! 

The bell started to ring loudly and the referee and a handful of stage hands quickly went in to check on the two fighters. Belinda weakly rolled off and away from Adrian, with arms and legs spread on the mat as her generous rack heaved with each breath that she took. She didn't want to get up....her body was racked with pain, she raised her right arm up into the air as an enclosed fist as she had managed to beat Adrian Kytes. Another loud cheer from the crowd came at the sight of Belinda's raising her hand up into the air, panting for breath on her back.