Hell On Earth: DEATH - Alaina Sanders vs. River Styx

So, this was not a good situation for Styx. How could it get worse?

Well, Alaina could smash her head against the floor. That would suck.

And wouldn’t you know it, that was exactly what happened.

She was stunned, trying to get her head together, when the Amazon reached out and snatched her by the skull. Styx’s first thought was that she’d hit her with a DDT. Mabe a suplex. Something like that.

Nope. A brainbuster. She smashed her on the floor with a goddamn Brainbuster. The impact was enough to flip her over, and when she came down, Styx was cradling her head, groaning, and generally cursing life in general. ”Fucking...hate you.”

Alaina heard Styx mutter to her after she was sent down to the ground and Alaina let out a huff, still trying to gasp for air as this match had quickly worn her down. "Right back at you, you spiteful bitch." Alaina saw the casket nearby and she was going to go big or go broke. Alaina pulled Styx up and yanked her up by the head shoving it between her legs. Alaina grabbed her around the waist and lift her up into position for an amabomb! Alaina turned to face the casket and the amazon began to move as quickly as she could, moving forward to try to send Styx flying directly down into the open casket!

This bitch was trying to powerbomb her.

That realization didn’t even sink in until Styx found herself on Alaina’s shoulders, hoisted up in a feat of strength she didn't know the woman was capable of. Sure, she was the fucking amazon, but she didn’t know she was strong enough to hoist up someone with her weight like this, didn’t know she had that sort of power to work with. It was insane, really. Almost as insane as what Styx realized the woman was trying to do.

Nope, no way, not happening.

Growing frantic, Styx grabbed at Alaina’s hair with one and frantically thumbed her in the eye with the other, trying anything she could think of to mess up her powerbomb before she could send her crashing down.

"AAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!" The amazon screamed. Her hair being pulled made her wobble a bit but the thumb to the eye made her reel back, staggering wheel holding Styx up before trying to just throw her to the side. Styx may even land on her feet or just land and fall over but the power bomb was out of the question. The two women were now outside the ring within a few feet of the casket now and Alaina was dazed, blinded and struggling to try to recover before it was too late! Alaina's left hand was rubbing her face while trying to keep her guard up with her strong arm. Still, her position was precarious!

Styx had, maybe, been lifted a grand total of five times since she hit puberty. She was not a fan of it. She would’ve even been less of a fan of powerbombed into a goddamn casket, but thankfully, that didn’t happen.

Instead, she slipped off Alaina’s shoulders, clipping the casket on the way down and nearly knocking it over. Not the most pleased thing, and she slashed her side on one of the handles on the way down, getting a nasty cut for her troubles...but she wasn’t inside the coffin. She was still in. Barely.

Rising up, Styx did the first and fastest thing she could think of - she brought her leg up and struck out, trying to clip Alaina with a big boot to the chest.

Alaina was collecting herself after Styx worked her way free, and she moved towards her in an effort to get her hands on her opponent. That ended up playing right into Styx plan as Alaina was leveled by the big boot! She fell back in a heap, cradling her chest and coughing as she kicked the ground. Her face was twisted in pain as she was trying to roll over, hoping to get herself back to her feet by pushing herself off the ground. All her movements were slow however as Alaina's body had been devastated throughout the match with everything taking its toll on her by this point. She was gasping for breath and hoping to be able to fight back although Styx was likely to pounce on her after taking her down!

That was close. Too close. Alaina had been on the edge of hurling her in to that casket, and she’d just narrowly avoided not only the loss, but what would’ve been one of the most painful loses of her career. It was a sobering reminder of just how dangerous this woman was, and it told her an important fact.

She needed to end this. Now.

The first step was opening the casket, getting it all the way open, enough that she’d be able to hurl Alaina into it easy.

The next step would be reaching down and grabbing Alaina by the hair and forcing her to stand, hauling her up with the remaining strength Styx could muster.

The third step would be lift her up and hoisting her high, holding her up in a towering Gorilla Press as her muscles strained and her body threatened to give out.

And the fourth step…

Alaina was still gasping, her chest heaving as she struggled to breathe. She loaned weakly as Styx pulled her up to her feet. Alaina lega wobbled limply and before she knew it she was being lift up in the air!

She moaned again, her legs kicking while her arms flailed, the amazon was desperate as she struggled against the heavier woman and her grasp. Alaina was trying to fall down behind Styx, hoping to land on her feet.

As she gave a last thrust and began to plummet she reached out to grab Styx by the head, holding it as she stood behind Styx, attempting to pull back and thrust forward tonbash her forehead off the edge of the open cakset!

Styx was strong, stronger than 99% of the waifs in Friction, but that didn’t mean she was superhuman. Holding Alaina up like this would’ve been a task at the best of times, but now, after this hellraiser of a match, she’d been pushed to even her limits. Getting her up with the Gorilla Press was taking the last reserves she had, but it would be worth it if the win was hers to take.

She was so close, so fucking close, and then it all went to shit.

Alaina wiggled about, upset the balance, and managed to slip free of the press, which wouldn’t have been the end of the world all by itself - she could’ve adapted to it. What changed things up, however, came right after, as Styx’s head was abruptly rammed into the casket, cracking hard on the bare, unforgiving wood.

The blow filled her world with stars and her legs turned to jelly, making her drop to her knees. Struggling to stay awake, she leaned against the casket as she attempted to recover, groaning and muttering curses every second of the way.

Alaina had managed to free herself and narrowly avoided defeat at the hands of Styx. The amazon herself was still hurting stunned and struggling to stand. However right here by the casket Alaina had to try to take advantage of this. An opportunity such as this may not happen again! Alaina grabbed hold of Styx and decided the best route was to use Styx own idea against her. Alaina struggled with the weight, wobbling and shaking as she lift Styx up, getting her off the ground before readjusting her grip.

Alaina let out a scream as she shook pressing Styx up and trying to drop her down into the casket which was a foot away! Her arms were shaky, a rarity as Alaina could generally lift her opponents over her head with ease but most women weren't the formidable, daunting Styx!