Karisma Zahin Vs. Sarah Gatt(Complete)

Karisma felt her throat being clutched again. Damn... She thought as she struggled to breath. I know I need to get stronger now. I can't keep stooping to this level... please forgive me Hitomi..

As Sarah pulled back her fist, Karisma threw her leg up, hoping to send it between Sarah's legs and into her groin.

Everytime. Everytime she was about to punch Karisma's lights up, Rika was the only thing that came to mind. That hurt and desperate look, it was killing her! Stop it, God dammit, she shouted to herself. Stop looking at me like that!!!

Sarah's eyes then went wide, and she gasped in pain and shock, immediately releasing Karisma so she could attend to her tender crotch.

Karisma grabbed her head when she was let go, but it was only reactionary. The daze from the slam earlier wearing off enough for her to know she had to press the advantage once again. She took on step back and pulled her elbow forward to try and slam it into Sarah's face.

Sarah, too focused on the pain on her crotch, was completely open to Karisma's elbow attack. With a pained cry Sarah stumbled backwards, clutching at her face now.

Karisma took another step backaward and then cartwheeled forward, attempting to scissor Sarah's head and send her tot he ground in a hurricanrana slam.

As Sarah held her jaw she tried to see where Karisma had gone, but to her surprise and confusion the girl was catapulting herself right for her. She couldn't track her movements as she cartwheeled, and before she knew it, the dancer's legs clamped around her neck, and she was slammed right into the mat. Sarah landed stunned, rolling over with a soft groan.

Karisma would attempt to drop a knee down on Sarah and if she succeeded would then try and roll her up into a pin.

Sarah grunted slightly from the knee placed on her, and would easily be rolled into the pin. The ref fell to the mat and immediately started the count. "One! Two!"

"Three!"

Karisma gasped when the three count hit and rolled off Sarah. It had been a really hard fought match. Sarah was definitely as tough as she had thought she was but the match didn't sit too well with Karisma. She got to her knees and looked to Sarah. "It was hardly a beautiful match." She said through a pant. "You have something roiling inside of you. It's obvious." She didn't outright ask the question but she was definitely curuious.

As Sarah started to come around the first thing she saw was Karina, and the first thing she heard was the crowd cheering. No. It couldn't be. She had lost....again?

Grunting in pain Sarah rolled over on her hands and knees, panting for breath, her eyes wide with confusion. Why did this happen? What went wrong? Was she feeling so guilty over what happened it was affecting her ability to fight? Sarah wasn't even listening to what Karisma was saying, to shook up as she was. Growling, she suddenly bolted forward, grabbing her leather jacket and jumping out of the ring, running up the ramp and out the the exit before anyone could stop her....