Hell In a Cell - Heather Sunderland vs Saten

"Heh" Heather watched as Saten jumped back after her punch connected, rubbing her breast softly. The girl didn't say any words, but Heather knew knew she was feeling that one. "Well, at least I know you're just a girl like me." She says nodding her head, although in all honestly she was expecting Saten to take some more time tending to herself after that punch, but it turns out she was right back on it.

Heather's eyes widened as Saten came charging at her. She may be 'just a girl' as Heather stated, but she was one with quite the endurance Heather thought. She tried to brace herself from the collision that was about to happen, but as Saten rammed her shoulder into Heather's chest, she took the full force of of. "Aagh!" She let out as the move sent her backwards and over the ropes.

Landing on the floor between the cell and the ring, she hits her back on the ground with quite a bump. Rubbing her back and chest, Heather lets out a groan from the pain, cursing herself and the girl in the ring a bit, wondering what she has to do to stop her.

While Saten wasn't one to let an opponent get a breather, outside the ring it wouldn't do her any good, so she figured she'd just wait for Heather this time. She took a few steps back to the center of the ring, keeping distance between them, just to be sure Heather wouldn't pull anything like before when she was knocked out.

Saten crossed her arms against her chest, idly watching the girl's every move, as usual, her eyes were glaring daggers at her opponent. Oh if only her eyes could kill..

Taking a while to recover herself, Heather grabs onto the cell to help her sit up. She shakes her head a bit while rubbing her back until she realizes the time gap between Saten's last attack, something that had only happened this one time during the match. Sitting up against the cell, she looks back into the ring with her mouth open and one eyebrow curled up.

The glare Saten was giving her was a vicious one. Heather's heart dropped a bit as she saw the girl's look, but she quickly snapped herself out of it. She couldn't be afraid of the girl or her glare, it would be an automatic loss for her if she did. Using the cell for assistance, she got herself up to her feet. She looked at the girl with a glare of her own before walking to the ring apron. She put one finger up as if telling the girl to wait a second. Bending down, she reached under the ring.

She pulled out a chair and slid that in the ring, she then found a trashcan lid and slid that in the ring, slid a singapore cane in the ring, then lastly she pulled out a length of rope and slid that into the ring. Looking straight up at the girl, she kept returning her glare silently before sliding herself in the ring. Getting in a ready stance, she stood up against the ropes, waiting for Saten's move

Saten started to laugh loudly when she saw all those items brought into the ring, especially the piece of rope. " Oh my! I didn't know you were the bodage type! " Saten brought one hand up to her face and clutched it gently, actually making it sound like she was really happy to see it. Off course, she was not going to give Heather any more breathing space then she already had, rushing straight towards Heather when the girl got up and thought of a new attack to surprise this girl with before she would use something on her.

Saten brought her fist forward, looking like she wanted to go full frontal and punch Heather in the face though at the last second she'd pull her fist back, turn around and with some delaying speed, bring her elbow forward and tried to bring it straight towards her face instead.

Hearing Saten's laugh and words of mocking, Heather clicks her tongue and remains in her ready stance. "Just wait. I'm walking out of this one the winner no matter what I have to do." Heather says as she puts on a determined look. The girl was definitely more brutal than her, Heather could tell just by the look in Saten's eyes. She wanted to hurt Heather, but Heather figured she'd just have to hurt her back.

As Saten threw her fist towards Heather, she brought her hand up to try and block her punch. However she was taken by surprise when Saten instead pulled her fist back. Not able to expect what the girl's next move was going to be, Heather is hit in the face with Saten's elbow as she turns around and throws one at her. "H-Gaagh!" Heather lets out as she steps backwards and rubs her face.

Saten turned to face Heather, who was rubbing her face and mending the damage she had done, it was all ready for the taking. She was not going to stop anymore, no more mercy, she saw Heather as prey, a weak individual that tried to stand up against her and it was time to show her what kind of error she made. She quickly rushed into Heather, lash out with her hand and tried to grab Heather by the face.

If succesfull she would immidiatly push forward on it with all her might, trying to drive the back of Heather's skull straight into the turnbuckle.

Heather hadn't even had the time to spew out a word to Saten from her pain as the girl would immediately follow up on delivering more to her. "Ah!?" She lets out as Saten suddenly grab her by the face before she continued to push fowards, taking Heather's head with her. Heather felt like she was in some sort of fight scene from an action movie, she's seen this type of thing many times in stuff like that. However this wasn't a movie, far from it, and she was just about to find that out.

"WAAAAAAAGH!" Heather yells out as the back of her head is slammed against the turnbuckle. Her skull feeling like it was getting crushed onto it, causing a massive amount of pain to reverberate inside it. She didn't think for a second coming into this match that the girl would start to tear her apart like this, and this was only her first move. Heather had to find some way to begin to fight back, or she would lose for sure. Even worse, she had a large chance of possibly leaving with a serious injury from the match.

Saten saw that her attacks were doing quite some damage on Heather, which was excellent for her. She quickly thought of how to ride her momentum to a new attack. She had given Heather's head quite some punishment and Saten figured she should just keep doing that, to rumble the girl's brains a little bit. She shifted her grip from Heather's face to her hair, trying to grab it to try and bring the girl's head down to force her to bend over though only so she could try and send her knee straight into Heather's face.

"Uugh" Heather lets out as she tries to cope with the pain pulsating in her head. Looking up at Saten she puts on a weak smirk. "Tch..That..all you got?" Heather says, trying to play off the pain she was in when in reality she was suffering from quite a bit. Although it was apparent against her words that it wasn't even close to all Saten had.

Heather felt the girl's hand run up her head to her hair as she gripped a hand full of it. Her head pulled down, she is forced to bend over before Saten's knee rams directly into her face. "Gaagh!" She lets out in agony as the knee is yet another blow to her face and head. The situation Heather was in kept spiraling down as Saten kept up her attack with no signs of letting up.

It seemed Saten could clearly overtake Heather with an even more deadlier move, a wicked grin taking form upon her lips while those deadly eyes gazed down upon her prey. She was starting to enjoy herself more and more, another plan taking form. She took firm grip upon Heather's hair, making sure she would not let her go while she held her up.

Suddenly Saten jumped back, trying to pull Heather along with her to try and make her fall forward though Saten dropped into one knee, aiming Heather's face straight to her knee again as she tried to bring her down.