Hell On Earth: WAR - Jessica Wright (c) vs Alexia Jackson

The loud and sickening sound of steel on flesh rang out as the shovel crashed down on Alexia’s back, the screams of agony ripping out of Alexia’s mouth as she dropped right back down to the ground as her arm wrapped around to her back.

The metal spade was much thicker than a steel chair and much smaller for a more condescended point of impact as she writhed on the ground, pain shooting to every corner of her body!

Jessica felt the shockwave of the shovel reverberate up the wood, and then into her arms. It was a good shake. The Violent Violet usually didn't favor anything that happened outside of her control, but given the damage she had just done to her opponent, she was more than okay with it. She raised it over her head once more, ready to bring it down again when she stopped.

The Violent Violet turned the shovel around. Sure, it was going to hurt less in the moment, but Jessica thought if she could slam the shovel down hard enough and cause the wood to splinter all over Alexia's back, sending shards of pure pain into her back for the rest of the evening.

Alexia rolled on the ground as she kicked her legs, the pain rushing through her body was far intense than the Harlequin could hope to draw pleasure from as she flopped and flailed like a fish out of water. Her face was skewed with pain as her eyes flashed with agony as she rolled back onto her knees and hands. Hunched over, she had exposed her back again as the wood came crashing down with a sickening crack, breaking the thick wood over her back as Alexia screamed out in pain, dropping down on to her front!

Jessica stopped for a second, and she leaned back. For a second, for just one glorious second, she wanted to see what she had done to her opponent. There it was, in stunning detail. Alexia, down on her front on the concrete, with pieces of wood all over her back. The scream of pain ringing in her ears, still fresh with the tinge of doom on it. The crowd on their feet, howling for more violence. Just like the thousands of people in the audience, Jessica's bloodlust had not been sated, and she had opened an opportunity for herself that she knew she had to capitalize on.

Jessica stood Alexia up, and got her in a light guillotine with another arm on Alexia's waist. From there, she was going for a snap suplex, to maximize the damage she could cause to Alexia's back. The fact that the move would be on the concrete was not lost on her.

Kicking her legs about in pain, it was clear that Alexia still had full control of her bodily functions. But it didn’t mean that it didn’t hurt like hell. Her entire back was in pain and it effected every other part of her body with every movement she did as she continued to writhe on the ground. “Aaaaaaaaaahhhh!” She screamed out again as another wave of pain spread across her body before Jessica pulled her off of the ground.

Hunched over with her head locked by Jessica’s arm, Alexia’s body was easily maneuvered as she she had her arm wrapped around Jessica’s head before she was yanked off of the ground, snapping up and over Jessica as she was brought down into the concrete! Another scream left Alexia’s mouth as she snapped up, her back and butt were the prime targets of the heavy crash as she crumpled back onto the cold concrete!

Jessica rested for a bit. Well, resting was not the right word. Relishing in the moment, looking over at her opponent, her mind churning with all sort of nasty possibilities of what she could do next to her opponent. First things first, she was going to reach over and smack that butt of Alexia's. There was no reason that she couldn't get a little bit of humiliation in while she maintained her belt, and the crowd was sure to love it.

But that was not where it was going to end. Jessica grabbed Alexia's hair, and dragged her closer to the side of the ring. From there, she was moving quickly. The Violent Violet sprinted at the ring, leaped onto the apron, and then flipped backwards onto Alexia. It was quite a leap to get her onto the apron, and Jessica's legs were tired. But she was tall, and fierce, and ready to launch heaps of violence on her foe, whom she so hated.

Alexia moaned and groaned as she thrashed about, pain shooting up and down her spine as all she could manage to do was to get on her forearms and knees, butt protruding right up into the air and right in the path of Jessica's hand that came crashing into it! The loud crack on Alexia's butt rang out as the booty shorts offered little protection from the hard hand as she let out another cry, whipping her head back and forcing her body to jerk and sent pain throughout her body for good measure as she dropped back to the mat. Trying to fight through the pain and having little success in doing so, being easily dragged closer towards the ring.

On her back, Alexia continued to writhe around in pain, watching as Jessica raced off towards the ring and leaping up into the air onto the apron as she came flipping back! Alexia moved on instinct and self preservation as she brought her knees up, tucking them in and creating a shield to give Jessica a rough landing, looking to impale her with her knees!

Jessica thought that she had it made. After all, when you literally spank your opponent, that meant that you were cruising. So Jessica was literally flying high as she came off the ring, with a confident look on her face. The Violent Violet had both of her arms extended forward and had her legs stretched out far back, like she was Superman. It was foolish, in retrospect, to believe that she was on the same level as the defender of earth. She started plummeting down, and Alexia got her knees up. The landing was going to be a terribly rough one, and the confident look on her face turned into one that was bracing for impact.

She exhaled loudly. It was the only thing that she could do, really. The Violent Violet fell off to the side, and lay there. It was not a good place to be, with a psychopath next to her and a host of weapons littering the arena. But it was the only place she could be, given the terrible pain that was in her stomach. She did what she could to rally herself, and get back into the match, but the pain was making the process terribly slow.

Alexia's knees dropped in as Jessica's body came crashing down on it, the impact still forced some air out of her bracing for all of the momentum crashing down on her but she braced successfully to ruin the spectacular move of the Champion and drilled her in the stomach as Alexia rolled onto her side, panting for air as her back was still burning in pain from the previous assault as she had to catch her breath.

The two women entered a period of reprieve as both of them were sufficiently good in destroying one another as the toll of the violent battle was showing, Alexia was gasping for air as she laid on her side, trying to crawl off to the ring to get back to her feet before being forced to stop to winch in pain. It was too much pain for Alexia to derive her twisted pleasure from, not matter how much she wanted to as she got to the apron, pulling on it to drag herself back to her feet!

Jessica was anticipating it. There was something that Alexia would be doing that would annihilate the Violent Violet, Jessica just knew it. But she waited for a second, and nothing came. When she finally summoned up enough courage to open her eyes, she saw that her blonde opponent was only trying to get up. That provided some solace for her. Over the course of the match, Jessica felt that she had been all but destroyed. Alexia was an incredibly strong competitor, and she had done a lot of bloody business over the course of the match.

Jessica would take this reprieve to find her feet as well. Her path to being upright was not without its bumps, as Jessica nearly collapsed once she found her feet. But slowly she made it so that she was standing tall now. Well, relatively tall. She was still a bit hunched over. Some of it was from the fact that she was fatigued from trying to end Alexia's life, but most of it was due to the fact that she wanted to get into her wrestling stance once more and prepare herself to continue combat.