Rosa 'Crusher' Crabrera vs. Blaze - Fired Up

”Ugh…” Well, this had turned to shit in a hurry. Blaze found herself on the floor, reeling from that last hit, just trying to get her body in working order again. That was a harder task than it sounded, as she was still in shock from Rosa’s attack - she knew the woman was strong, but didn’t think she was that damn over-the-top.

Before she could think of rising on her own accord, Rosa came along and ‘helped’ in her own way - yanking Blaze up by her dark brown roots, tugging her back to her feet while she shrieked and squirmed. Her cries came to an end, though, when Rosa wrapped her hands around her neck and squeezed, clamping down with an iron, unshakeable grip.

It was amazing how bad four or so seconds without air could be. When Rosa finally released, Blaze fell to the floor as a coughing, wheezing, writhing wreck of a woman, struggled to make sure her windpipe was doing its job the right way. Knowing she needed to make an escape, she scrambled towards the ropes, hoping she could slip to the outside...

Rosa saw Blaze rolling away, ever closer to the ropes. A smile spread across her face as Blaze snuck underneath. Rosa gave chase moving over to the ropes and climbing through onto the apron. "Oh the area outside the ring is so much more at home... I am glad you wanted to change the venue as well!" Rosa said as she eyed Blaze. The big woman crouched and as soon as Blaze was getting up she would jump up off the apron, aiming a double axe handle strike right at Blaze's skull!

Yeah, in hindsight, trying to get out of the ring this way was a poor idea.

Granted, that hindsight only occurred to him as she made her way out of the ring. At the time, it seemed like the best course of action. She could reach the floor and buy some time to catch her breath. Worst case scenario Rosa would follow her out, but even that could give her a slight advantage, if she chose the right time to strike.

That was, however the last thought she had before something hard and heavy crashed into the top of her skull, stopping her when she was halfway out. It left her stunned, and Rosa wound up flopping all the way down to the floor. She wound up on her back and kicked up a storm there, groaning as utter agony dominated her senses.

Rosa saw the aftermath of her strike and a smile spread across her face. This was going to be fun. A lovely environment, a time limit and her free reign to inflict punishment on this damn pesky upstart! Rosa grabbed Blaze up by the hair and ran over towards the ring post at full speed leveling Blaze's head as she ran. The big crusher was aiming to use Blaze's skull like a battering ram against the steel ring post as she hoped to give her quite the disorienting headache to pile on to the flying double axe handle strike!

This was going to be so much fun out here...

It was funny, really. As Blaze laid on the floor, she remembered thinking that, as bad as this was, it couldn’t get worse. She was at the pinnacle. The lowest point. Whatever Rosa would do to her next, it couldn’t hurt too much worse than this, right?

She was wrong, as she learned to her dismay. Very wrong.

This was proven to her when Rosa grabbed her by the hair and started yanking her hair, hauling her off while she screamed. That would’ve been bad enough on its lone, but the witch had an end goal in mind - she was sent her face careening into the steel post, and all Blaze could do to mitigate the damage was to get her hand up in a weak attempt to block the hit.

It didn’t help much, really. The blow crashed into her skull and left her in a state of semi-consciousness, slumped on the mat as the referee rushed over to check up on her. ”Blaze, are you okay?

No. The answer was 'no'.

Rose grinned as the crowd loudly booed her increasingly brutish, heel efforts. She didn't care. she winked at then, flexing and kissing a bicep just to make them more angry with her. However, it would be Blaze who should be angry... as she was the one about to be in sufficiently more pain!

Rosa lift Blaze up, all the way up as she pressed her straight overhead! rosa pumped her up and down a couple times, yawning in the process. "This is what you get for being a crowd playing waste of talent and space in my arena little Blazey!" Rosa said before pressing her up high and moving away, hoping to watch Blaze come crashing down abdomen-first across the top of the barricade!

If this was successful Rosa planned on trying to add even more pain by using her raw power to get atop Blaze, pressing down to bend her even further, her abdomen point of impact on the barricade a fulcrum point for her increased agony!

Blaze was starting to get the feeling that this match was really over. Oh, she was a stalwart sort, she could fight on just as long as the next 80s themed wrestler, but Rosa was wearing her down to the nub, eating away at whatever little dregs of resistance she had left. She couldn’t survive like this, couldn’t fight on, had no way of getting on the good foot.

And Rosa didn’t seem to care.

Blaze cried out as she was hoisted up and put on display for the audience, lifted in a mad display of strength. She squirmed about, tried to get free, but that all amounted to nothing. She was Rosa’s toy, and this hulk of a woman didn’t seem inclined to stop playtime.

Blaze was sent flailing and falling to the barricades, coming down right on her midsection, and it felt like a grenade went off in her gut, an explosion of raw pain. That would’ve been bad enough by itsef, but Rosa compounded the problem by pushing down hard, making the injury worse, turning the pain into pure agony. Blaze gasped and kicked her legs, desperate for the smallest sliver of relief, but none was coming. She trapped.

Rosa chuckled a bit as Blaze flailed wildly and meekly. She shook her head and pulled Blaze off the barricade, tossing her to the ground closer to the ring. she lumbered over to the fallen woman looming overhead like a giant. Rosa bent down to try to deadlift scoop Blaze up off the ground, holding her high before making her way towards the steel steps, letting out a loud cry as she tried to slam her lower back down as hard as she could right off the corner of the steps!

Rosa felt like she was almost done with this woman, but a slam to the steps was a precaution. She didn't want her chew toy to bite back anytime soon.

What was with this woman?

Blaze was done. She was aching, she was hurt, she was a total mess. Yes, she’d had this match well in hand before, but now that time was over and done. Any chance she had of winning this match was gone. Everything was a foregone conclusion at this point. Even if she could kick out of a pin, she wouldn’t, because that would just mean Rosa would have more cause to pound on her.

And the crazy bitch still kept hammering her around.

”Friggin’ psycho!” Blaze cried out as Rosa lifted her up one more and marched. ”Let me go, let me go, let me-”

To be fair, Rosa did let Blaze go. Oh, did she.

The crazy woman dropped her down on the steps, letting her aching back hit the merciless metal. Blaze bounced off and fell to the floor in a spastic fit, rolling about as she cradled her back, her mouth gaped in a soundless scream.

Rosa heard the sound of the impact, watching Blaze crumple to the ground below. It was exactly the reaction she was looking for. However, Rosa was done at this juncture, bending down to pick Blaze up and shove her into the ring underneath the bottom rope.

Rosa climbed up onto the apron and through the ropes herself, giving chase and making sure Blaze was far enough from the ropes to be pinned. After making sure she was... the big woman yanked Blaze up by the hair yet again! "Welcome to my world Blaze. Everything inside this ring belongs to me, for me to use how I see fit got it?" Rosa said before wrapping an arm around Blaze's head lifting her straight up!

Rosa wanted to keep her totally vertical to show her off before attempting her finisher. She wanted to jump up into the air and bring Blaze crashing down head first with a delayed brain buster, or the Steiner Screwdriver!