Heather Sunderland vs. Lady Lakota

Janet watched Heather for any signs that the girl might be trying to trick her. She knew that someone could just as easily pull some stunt before the lockup began as they could in the middle of it. And something about the way Heather approached her indicated to Janet that the girl was going to pull something sneaky.

When Heather made her move, Janet was ready, or, at least, she thought she was. As Heather ducked down and slipped behind her, Janet figured that she was going to try to put her into a suplex, or lift her up and flip her, or something like that. Well, the Lakota girl was not going to let that happen. Confident that she could turn the tables, Janet would swing her leg around, aiming a kick for Heatherâ€s belly, trying to knock her backwards with that powerful blow.

At the same time, however, Heatherâ€s kick connected with the side of her head, sending Janet sprawling to the mat in a daze, unsure of whether or not she had managed to hit her opponent, as well.

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As Heather was fully prepared to surprise the girl with her pele kick, she wasn't even thinking of the possibility that Janet was readying herself for countering a slick move from Heather. As she leaped in the air, connecting with that kick, she would at the same time feel a kick collide with her midsection, causing her eyes to widen as she yelped out and fell onto her side on the mat.

She rubbed t he area that the kick connected, shaking her head as she slowly picked herself up onto her hands and knees. "Ngh..sh-she's good.." Heather let out, still rubbing her stomach a little.

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Janet was a little slower to get up than Heather, as the blow to the side of her head had managed to stun her quite nicely. It was only thanks to her own kick that she hadnâ€t lost the match right here. With a groan, though, the Native American girl would come back to her senses, rolling over onto her stomach and raising her head a little so that she could see where her opponent was.

Luckily, Heather was still down, too, though she had managed to make it up to her hands and knees. Rubbing her head with one hand, Janet would get the other beneath her and try to lift herself up into the same position, so that she could be ready to resume if Heather tried to launch a quick attack here. “Ugh…” she moaned, still feeling a little dizzy. “I thought I had you…th-that was good…”

Heather took a deep breath as she would turn to see Janet getting onto her hands and knees as well. She grinned just slightly before she would hear her words, causing her to blush just a little bit. "Hah...th-thanks. Honestly didn't see your kick coming. Good reflexes." Heather let out, having to compliment the girl right back before she would pick herself fully up.

"Now..lets get this going. I'm even more eager now that I know for sure my slave will be talented." Heather let out, grinning wide, giving Janet time to get fully to her feet as well, wanting to get another fresh start to take her down fairly.

Seeing Heather grin at her and hearing her throw a compliment right back, Janet could not help but blush a little and return the smile. “Thanks,” she replied, as she got both hands under her and pushed herself up, first just to her knees, then, feeling the strength returning to her wobbly legs, she would rise to her full height, watching carefully as Heather did the same.

Heather issued her challenge, along with a little taunt, and Janet laughed exaggeratedly, all smiles as she locked eyes with her purple-haired opponent. “I think weâ€re going to have a lot of fun together tonight…back at my place,” she retorted. “If youâ€re as skilled there as youâ€ve been in the ring, I may even be tempted to keep you for more than just the twenty-four hours, my soon-to-be slave.” The Lakota put her hands on her hips, looking powerful and confident, trying to impress the audience—and, of course, Heather.

“Now, letâ€s decide this,” she said gravely, taking a single step forward, waiting to see what her opponent would do.

"Well, is that right?" Heather let out before shaking her head a bit, trying to ignore that exaggerated laugh as she shot her a little glare, though keeping that grin on her face. "You can keep dreaming and wishing about that, but it's not going to happen tonight Lakota. This match is mine and that's that." She let out, trying to keep her confidence up as well, knowing that this was the home stretch.

"...Let's." She would say, watching her step forward like that. Heather took a careful step as well, lowering her body just a bit to ready herself. She stood there, staring at her a bit before finally she would kick off, propelling herself towards Janet, trying to ram her knee hard into her gut.

This match would be decided in the next few minutes, and Janet was determined to be the one who came out on top in the end. Of course, it seemed that Heather was equally determined, and that meant that this, without a doubt, would be a doozy of an endgame. The two had gone back and forth the entire match, and Janet, as confident as she was, couldnâ€t help but be a little doubtful as to whether she would be taking Heather home, or whether it would be the other way around.

“Cute,” she said, still grinning back at the grinning Heather, “but youâ€re wrong. This match is mine.”

Then, the time for talking was over, as she saw Heather take a step forward, mirroring her own. Janet would put her hands up, ready to defend against whatever attack Heather may launch at her. When the girl came running forward, Janet was ready, and would deftly side-step the knee, letting Heather move past her. Janet would then quickly turn around and swing her leg outwards, trying to slam her foot into her foeâ€s stomach.

Heather just smirked a bit at Janet's words, charging at the girl to attempt her attack. Just as she was, Heather was fully determined to make this match her's. She knew Janet was no slouch, the girl was definitely a force and this match had no clear winner, but Heather tried to shake those thoughts from her head as much as she could and just focus on her own side.

As she came running at her, going for that knee, Heather's eyes widened and she let out a little yelp as it was sidestepped. She was about to stumble forward and regain herself, but before she could she felt that kick collide with her stomach, causing her to yell out and stop in her tracks. She winced her eyes, holding her gut and stumbling backwards a little, that kick just adding to the sore pain that the kick before it had brought to her.

Janet was thankful that Heather had been so blatant about launching that attack—the Lakota was still a little groggy after taking that hit to the head, and something sneaky might have caught her off-guard. But she had managed to sidestep Heatherâ€s knee, and, better yet, had managed to surprise the purple-haired veteran with a hard kick to the gut, causing her to stumble backwards a little.

“Ha!” Janet whooped, seeing Heather doubled over in pain after a second hard kick to the stomach in as many minutes. “Belly busted up enough yet? How about I go for some other part of you?”

Her confidence waxing, Janet would rush forward and bring her arm back, before trying to deliver a hard right hook to her opponentâ€s chest, looking to abuse a more sensitive part of Heather.

Heather clicked her tongue that Janet had gained the advantage at this critical point in the match. As she stumbled back, she cursed out in her head, gritting her teeth. However it was clear that Janet wasn't just going to let her get away with just that as she said what she did, causing Heather to shake her head a bit, growling as she tried to regain her bearings.

As Janet rushed forwards, that right hook coming up to her chest, Heather did her best to block it, crossing her arms over her chest so they took the brunt of the hit. However this caused her to stumble back a bit more, leaning against the ropes, wincing her eyes and shaking off her stinging arms from that punch. "D-damnit...get it together." She said to herself, trying to brace herself for a next move from Janet.