Riza Hawkeye vs Sierra Oasis: Tension World Title No. 1 Contenders Match

The referee wasn't the only one shocked, as the crowd erupted at the over the rope dive. Hawkeye, while hardly a high flyer, had taken such risks before in other matches, and this match was bigger than all of them, so any risk was, by default, worth taking.

Luckily, any chance of a hard landing was negated by landing on top of a large and firm Egyptian woman. Grunting at the landing, and hearing Sierra's cry after, put a smile on the blonde woman's face as the vest and camo clad former sniper rolled over, looking face to face with the bigger woman briefly.

"Not as easy as you were expecting is it?"

She asked with a cocky grin, even giving a flirty kiss on Sierra's cheek before rolling away, getting back on her feet and raising her arms to get a cheer from her fans!

Sierra groaned as she felt Hawkeyes weight settle on top of her. The Egyptian got cocky and now she was paying for it with the ball now falling in the blonde court. Thankfully, her opponent would simply mock her as she sat atop her before eventually removing herself. But not before Sierra felt a pair of lips peck against her cheek.

Then she was off, and Sierra would be able to focus on gathering her wits as the blonde garnered cheers from the crowd. That was fine, it gave the Egyptian the chance to slowly climb up to her hands and knees. Then slowly to her feet, though she needed to use the support of the apron to pull herself up.

Despite getting off of the larger woman, Hawkeye was hardly done with her. While Sierra was struggling and getting back to her feet, Hawkeye was climbing onto the ring apron, watching as Sierra used the same apron to pull herself up to her feet.

Wasting little time, Hawkeye, at the other end of the ring apron, charged across it towards Sierra, planning on swinging one leg off the apron and looking to soccer kick the egyptian woman right in the head!

Still slightly groggy at Hawkeyes body crashing on top of her. Shaking her head, the Egyptian would slowly try to climb up to her feet with the help of the nearby apron. Unknown to the Egyptian, her opponent was happily using her disorientation to her advantage. Unknowingly, Sierra would walk into her trap.

As she begun to turn around, Sierra saw something coming in the edge of her vision. Then a flash of white sparked across her eyes as Hawkeye sent a brutal kick to the side of her head. The force was enough to launch the large Egyptian straight back onto the floor with a groan and a bubbling headache.

Oh that felt good. After the way Sierra had been man-handling her for most of the match, being able to just clock her right in the side of the head like that felt very good indeed.

So good in fact, that Hawkeye didn't even bother following up, simply standing on the apron and pointing at the referee, who had restarted the ring out count when Hawkeye got onto the apron for her kick.

"ONE!"

She cried, holding one finger up, then waiting a beat and counting

"TWO!"

Confident that Sierra wouldn't be getting up from that kick, the vest-clad blonde slipped through the ropes and got back into the ring, being very pragmatic and more than happy to get her win and title shot by count out!

Sierra fell onto the hard floor in a daze, not even feeling the impact of her body against the concrete. Her head was pounding as she brought her hand up to try and soothe it. It even took her a second to realize what had just hit her. That Hawkeye had used the Egyptian state to send a brutal kick to the side of her head.

And if it were anything else, Sierra would have continued to lay there and let her body try to recover her equilibrium naturally.

FOUR!!!

But time wouldn’t allow it as Sierra realized that Hawkeye wasn’t coming back for her and instead hoped to win via count out. Like hell was Sierra going to let that happen. So with the referees count continuing, the Egyptian would slowly climb to her feet and make her way to the ring.

The referee had just called SEVEN as the Egyptian got up. But even her counting faltered when she saw the Egyptian stand to her feet. So much so that she didn’t call the number after as Sierra slid back inside the ring and try to use the ropes to help her to her feet. Her head ached, but Hawkeye made the mistake of believing that Sierra was finished. And instead gave the Egyptian time to recover.

Damn. So much for that idea.

Some, like probably Sierra, would say Hawkeye was somehow cowardly for relying on a count out victory, but as far as the former soldier saw it, the most pragmatic approach was sometimes the best, and a count out win was as good as any other, especially when it would get her a title shot.

So as Sierra crawled back in the ring and was trying to force herself back to her feet, Hawkeye removed her vest, tossing it outside the ring, leaving her in just a bikini top and her pants as she moved to the corner, shaking her arms and fingers, psyching herself up as she turned towards where Sierra was in the opposite corner.

Making finger guns with both hands and pointing towards Sierra, Hawkeye prepared her next attack. Once the woman was up on her feet and turning around, Hawkeye would charge in, full speed, fully intending to kick her leg up when she reached the woman and knee her in the face with her Hawk's Talon finishing move!

"Time to say goodnight Sierra!"

Using the ropes as a makeshift ladder, Sierra would slowly climb to her feet. Head still pounding from Hawkeyes kick, the Egyptian was seemingly aloof to the raised voices of the crowd or the preparation of Hawkeye in the opposite corner. It looked like the Egyptian was going to walk right into the blondes finisher!

Only when Sierra turned around and Hawkeye took off running, did the Egyptians eyes open. And already she was on the move. Stepping forward, Sierra would duck underneath Hawkeyes knee. Letting the appendage harmlessly fly over her head. But just before she could fully go over, the Egyptian popped up.

Catching the blonde atop her shoulders, Sierras arms would reach up and grab hold of Hawkeye, one by her waist, the other by her bikini strap. There she would look up at her opponent, making sure her eyes met hawks. “I’m sorry. Were you saying something?” she muttered before stepping forward and pitching down. Aiming to slam Hawkeyes head and shoulders onto the canvas in a powerbomb/piledriver hybrid!

Hawkeye was charging in with full pride and confidence on display, convinced she had this fight in the bag, about to put Sierra down for the count and prove that she was more than just some one hit wonder!

She swung her knee out, expecting to feel it smash into Sierra's face...only to feet nothing except a sudden feeling of rising upwards. "What the!?" She gasped out, looking down in shock as she discovered Sierra had countered her, now holding her up on her shoulders, leaving her in a perfect, horrible, position.

"N-No! Don't!"

With her voice shaken, Hawkeye was only given a brief moment to protest before she was brought down, slamming hard onto the mat, the back of her head and shoulders being driven hard onto the wood and steel of the ring, getting a loud "GUGH!" out of the woman, her body flipping over onto her front, her body convulsing and shaking, spots spinning in her vision while the back of her head throbbed.  Even worse, as Hawkeye weakly rolled over onto her back, it was revealed that Sierra pulling on her bikini strap had made it come undone and fall off, revealing her perfect, perky, and pale breasts to the crowd!

Sierra could feel Hawkeyes panic before she heard it. The tenseness in her body that came when she realized her finisher had missed in spectacular fashion. And that she was now defenseless as the Egyptian held her up, her so assured victory turning into ashes inside her mouth as she tried to plead for Sierra to stop.

But the Egyptian did no such thing, and would fall forward. Sending Hawkeyes head and shoulders onto the canvas in a mighty crash. Letting the blonde go, Sierra would stay on her knees as her opponent flipped onto her front and convulsed like a fish out of water. And the Egyptian got the feeling that her opponent was now done.

So when Hawkeye rolled onto her back, it was as if she was thinking the same thing. It was what happened next though that gave Sierra pause. For after Hawkeye rolled onto her back, the flimsy knot holding her bikini top together came undone. Revealing her pale breasts to the outside world, much to the pleasure of the crowd.

Sierra could feel her cheeks light up as she saw it, but she wouldn’t allow it to distract her for long. Crawling over to her opponent, the Egyptian would go for the cover. Her own breasts settling on Hawkeyes own was more pleasant than Sierra would like to admit, so she didn’t and instead simply raised the blondes leg and waited for the referee to make the count.