Amethyst Velour vs. Rainbow Mika

Amethyst let out a choked cry as Mika dragged her up to her feet by her hair. It hurt, it hurt like hell, but Amethyst wasn't exactly in a position to do much about it, especially with the splitting headache the dropkick to the back of her skull had given her. Around Mika's arms would slip, and up Amethyst was lifted, settling onto Mika's shoulders and simply lying there. She stirred a bit, weakly writhing in pain across the wide shoulders of the more experienced wrestler, but she was still in no position to stop whatever Mika had in mind...

Mika lifted Amethyst off her feet onto her shoulders, displaying her battered opponent for the audience to see. She was breathing heavily, and took a deep breath.

"RAINBOW BUSTER!" she shouted, inventing a new move on the fly as she suddenly fell to the side, aiming to slam Amethyst head-first into the mat with an inverted brainbuster. She made sure to restrain herself a bit as she executed the move-- as angry as she was at Amethyst right now, she didn't want to cripple the girl.

Whether she ended up crippled or not, there was no way out of this for Amethyst. To the side Mika fell, and into the mat Amethyst's head struck. There was an awkward, sick sound as her head buried into the canvas, and her body fell to the side. The girl went completely still after this, lying on the mat and not moving. She was out cold, the Rainbow Buster having completely taken her out, not even a ragged breath passing through her lips now.

Mika, by contrast, ended up on her butt in a sitting position. Wiping the sweat and blood from her forehead, the blonde wearily turned to face her opponent. Amethyst looked completely beaten-- the Rainbow Buster had done its job and knocked the purple-haired psycho out completely.

"That'll...teach you..." Mika said, before wearily laying down across her foe, pinning her as the ref began the countdown. "ONE...."

Amethyst just lied here on her back, not showing any signs of movement as Mika slipped onto her.

"Two...!" The ref counted...

"...THREE!"

The bell rang, signalling Mika's victory. Groaning, Mika rolled off of her opponent, fighting off waves of dizziness as she slowly pushed herself upright. Staggering to her feet, she stumbled to the ropes for support, raising a weary arm to the crowd in triumph.

She shook her head slightly, feeling the blood continuing to ooze from the cut in her forehead. She'd won, true, but that had still been the most vicious match of her career. She was even a little surprised at how far she had gone just to hurt Amethyst in reprisal. Let's hope I never have a match like this one again any time soon, she thought as she slumped against the ropes, her legs buckling under her.

Once the bell rang signalling Mika's victory over Amethyst, a group of medics rushed down and slid into the ring, hurrying to Amethyst's side to attend to her. When it seemed like she wasn't coming back to the land of the living, they would load her onto a stretcher, going to carry her from the ring and out of the arena.

As they passed by Mika, however, Amethyst's head rolled to the side, and slowly, her eyes opened about halfway. Drawing up what faint energy she had left, Amethyst would force a sneer towards the blonde, a glimmer of hatred in her expression as she was carried off. Then, her eyes closed again, and soon she would be out of sight.