To End It All! The Ironwoman Cage Match (Ouka vs Belinda)

Ouka groaned out as she continued to cough, the attacks were not kind to her lungs that only continued to make them feel like they were on fire with each attack as Ouka raised up to a knee standing position as she felt Belinda's feet rocking the mat as she raced towards the ropes, springing off of it and came rushing back at Ouka with an elbow extended out as it came smashing into her chest!

Ouka was blasted back into the mat as she fired backwards, her legs flopping out from underneath her as they dangled in the air before flopping back down! Laid out on the mat, Ouka coughed out as she looked at the blinding lights above them!

Belinda came in hard and fast, driving her arm right into Ouka's chest and with it blasting the redhead back against the canvas. Hitting one of her signature moves was without a doubt a good thing, she could take it to heart that Ouka was going to feel that pain for quite a while. 

On her rear just a bit ahead of Ouka, the Swede would push herself up, sweat dripping from her frame as she once again got up towards her feet. Honestly, it felt like crap, rising to her feet felt like running a marathon in terms of how exhausting it was. Yet, she had to continue and she had to take Ouka Shumisen down. 

Moving up to grab a handful of Ouka's hair. Belinda would start to try and haul and pull Ouka up towards her feet, yanking and pulling her rival up. " Get up...Shumisen...no sleeping in the ring..." Belinda said as she would then try and place one arm around those shoulders and the other in between Ouka's legs. She'd then bend her knees and lift, trying to haul Ouka up into the air upside down and walk a few steps to the center, though it was more like stumble to the center of the ring before she would try and drive Ouka back first down into the canvas with a Powerslam!

Ouka was dazed as the lack of proper breathing was beginning to affect her, all the heavy shots to the chest were building up to a dangerously high level. She had little resistance when Belinda pulled her up to her feet by the sweaty hair as she was hauled over the shoulder, hung on her rival's body. But Ouka was known to be stubborn to the point of flaw and she wasn't about to change it now! Pressing onto Belinda's shoulders as she walked forward, Ouka attempted to push herself off and unbalance her as she attempted to loop around Belinda's body and catch her right arm.

If she was successful, she would shove her forward, yanking on the arm to suddenly twist her around while raising up her right forearm, pulling Belinda in as she attempted to floor her with a ripcord forearm strike that she called, Forearm 2.0!

Belinda was feeling confident and strong right now, as she was marching (stumbling) towards the center of the ring, ready to throw Ouka Shumisen down and start to go for another finish, yet...

Her arms were tired and when Ouka struggled it wasn't difficult for the redhead to escape the hold and land on her feet, Belinda was about to try and turn around but she got twisted by her arm and then yanked right back towards Ouka. 

Surprised and confused about what was happening the rip-cord forearm of Ouka drove right into Belinda's face! Nailing her right in the cheek and snapping the Swede's head back, if Ouka released her arm then the blond would crash onto her back into a groaning heap.

With a sickening sound of Ouka's forearm smashing against her foe's face, Ouka rattled Belinda as her rival dropped onto the ground as Ouka held onto the the wrist. She slowly shook her head as she refused to let Belinda build momentum and now was going to make her pay the price of not finishing her as quickly as she could! Yanking on the arm again, Ouka attempted to pull Belinda back up to her feet, walking around in a circle to get Belinda up to her feet as long as it took.

With both of them on their feet, she would lean forward, shoving into Belinda again to gain distance before pulling her back again for another Forearm 2.0 without the ripcord!

Belinda's mouth gaped a bit like a fish as she tried to understand what had happened, her jaw felt like she had been hit by a truck as all she could remember was Ouka's arm crashing into her, but that shouldn't have felt this bad....

She soon felt how someone was tugging on her other arm, pulling her up. Who could it be? It wasn't until she laid eyes on her assailant that the Swede pieced everything back in order again. She had been knocked down by Ouka performing a rip-cord forearm strike right onto the blond's face and it had left her in a daze.

Yet it wasn't enough as Ouka shoved her body against the blond and forced the Swede to stagger back until she was yanked right back by her arm and then Ouka's arm crashed into her face, snapping against her jaw and causing Belinda's face to turn and her body to flop backwards onto the mat again in a heavy daze!

Ouka could feel momentum coming back to her as she nailed Belinda again with her Forearm 2.0, blasting the Swede back onto the mat as she continued to hold onto the wrist. A smile curled on her lips as she felt the winds of change as she lifted up her elbow again to signify that she was going for Forearm 2.0 again. However, just before she pulled Belinda to get to her feet again, leaving her in a seated position, it looked as if Ouka had a strike of revelation as she froze. Slowly turning to her elbow before turning back to Belinda, another smile crawled onto her face as she released the wrist of Belinda.

Getting hit with that Sliding D hurt like a mother fucker. So it was only fair that Ouka delivered it right back to Belinda as she patted her elbow with her left hand, standing behind the seated Belinda before she would break off into a sprint, hitting the ropes and firing back at her opponent before attempting to kick her legs out and slide into Belinda with that elbow, stealing her move with impunity!

Belinda would groan as she was pulled up into a seated position she was groggy and dazed and her head lolled around on her shoulders a bit as she tried to focus after those nasty forearm strikes of her rivals. The Japanese woman seemed as if she wasn't done yet though and when Belinda started to weakly hear the thumping of feet against the canvas she tried to focus her eyes on Ouka's frame as she ran off. 

The Swede grit her teeth...she was not going to let Ouka steal her move, she had already stolen Cecilia's....this was it. Belinda bit down on her bottom lip and with it would try and lean and turn to the right, rolling away at the last second to avoid Ouka's sliding D attempt. 

Panting out as she would roll away a bit and then start to push herself up to her hands and knees, one hand moving up to her spinning head. " D-damn....thieving bastard...." Belinda let out as she would start to try and forced herself up towards her feet, despite her now splitting headache that the Swede had.

Ouka's eyes widened as Belinda rolled away from the blow at the last second and left her with nothing but air as her elbow tore through empty space as she crashed butt first into the mat. Slamming her fist into the mat in frustration as she fired up onto her feet. She glared at the Swede as she approached, "What? Afraid that I was going to do it better!?" she shouted at Belinda before she stopped her approach. She came up with a better decision when she saw the Swede on her feet as she turned around to the ropes, looking to bounce off of it again.

Racing back to Belinda, Ouka attempted to lift her arm out and tried to blast her opponent down with a full body weight thrown into it Clothesline to turn Belinda inside out! That will teach the bitch to just sit there and take the blow rather than make things worse for herself!

Belinda watched Ouka start to approach her, heavy stomping steps and then she saw her stop, she noticed how the redhead turned around...Belinda mimicked it of course. Turning around and then ran towards the opposing ropes, before she would bounce right off of them as well. 

She would let her entire body weight be taken into a high speed momentum as she came in a run towards Ouka! She was confident that she could bring a huge deal of pain to Ouka, as she was aiming her clothesline a bit lower. Trying to drive a lariat right into the buxom chest of Ouka that she had already been wearing down with her strikes and that Sliding D! 

Though she wasn't able to prevent Ouka's arm from crashing right into her own chest, taking the blond off of her legs and sending the Swede crashing down with a heavy thud against the canvas right next to Ouka Shumisen!