The bell rang and after a few moments of deliberation in the respective corners, Anushka and Deepika turn and head out to start the match. Approaching each other quickly, Deepika and Anushka waste no time getting in the others face.
Looking down at the brunette, Deepika spoke slowly and evilly, “You’re going to pay for having the gall to stand up to us”
Anushka wasn’t flustered by Deepika’s venom.
Her eyes narrowing to slits, Deepika
Her open hand smashed into Anushka’s face, the slap rocking Anushka back on her heels. Blinking back tears, Anushka shrugged it off and returned the favor, snapping Deepika’s head to the side with a wicked backhand slap. Deepika grimaced and lunged forward, clinching up with her foe in a Collar and Elbow tie-up. Not giving Anushka a second to react, Deepika shot her knee up and drilled it into Anushka’s navel, doubling her over. Anushka gasped and clutched at her midsection giving the merciless Deepika more than enough time to complete her next attack. Threading one hand between Anushka’s legs and the other over her shoulder, the brunette scooped her foe up with a single quick motion, then BANG slammed her back into the canvas just as quickly. Anushka grunted with the impact and her hands flew to the small of her back, trying to massage away some of the pain.
Unfortunately for her, Deepika was out to cause pain in other parts of her anatomy and she got off to a good start by yanking Anushka to her feet with a doubled handful of hair. Burying a fist in Anushka’s belly, Deepika wrapped her arms around the bent over girl’s, Deepika paused just long enough to sneer, “I’m gonna tear you apart Anushka. No one chokes me out with her tits and gets away with it. You’re going to end this night in the Intensive Care Unit if I have anything to say about it.”
Not giving Anushka her say, Deepika hauled her prey up and over in one smooth motion, tossing Anushka three quarters of the way across the ring with a Gut-Wrench Suplex. Anushka slammed into the canvas near the rivals corner and she had enough time to contemplate Jacqueline’s sadistic glare before Deepika was on her again, pulling her roughly to her feet. Pleased the other brunette hadn’t been able to offer any resistance yet, Deepika pulled her fist back and rifled it forward, battering the girl into the ropes with a series of vicious jabs and crosses. “Grabbing Anushka’s wrist as she sneered into her face, Deepika hissed, “Time to go for a ride.” as she tossed Anushka toward the opposite side of the ring. Watching her victim come running back at her, Deepika waited until the right moment before bending low, preparing to launch Anushka up and over with a Back Body Drop. But Deepika had chosen the wrong moment and Anushka made her pay for it. Putting on the brakes a few feet from the bent over brunette, Anushka blasted her foot up, catching Deepika square in the forehead.
Deepika cried out and was stood up, protecting her face. Charging even as she spoke, Anushka spat, “No use protecting your face Deepika, it belongs to me!”
As the last word passed her lips, Anushka's Clothesline smashed across Deepika’s nose. The force of the strike knocked Deepika flat on her back while Anushka fell to her knees. Taking a deep breath, Anushka was getting to her feet at the same time Deepika staggered to hers. Knowing she couldn’t give Deepika a second to recover, Anushka doubled Deepika over with a boot to the gut and stepped forward, trapping her in a Front Face Lock.
Hooking Deepika into position for a Suplex, Anushka addressed her rival, “You may be a bit taller than me Deepika, but you’re sorely mistaken if you think you’re stronger. Allow me to demonstrate…”
She grabbed a handful of Deepika’s tights and hoisted up, bringing the big brunette off her feet in a smooth arc until she was held inverted over Anushka’s head. Not willing to simply let her fall, Anushka held her in that position, listening to the audience count the seconds as she held Deepika inverted. Not until they reached 'TWENTY!" did Anushka finally fall backward, driving the full length of Deepika’s back into the canvas from a fairly long way up. Deepika grunted when she hit the mat, involuntarily arching her back as she tried to get away from her opponent. Getting away wasn’t an option however as Anushka found Deepika in her sights right before she dropped the point of her elbow between the downed brunette’s breasts with a textbook Elbow Drop.
Smiling at the spasm that passed through her rival when the elbow connected, Anushka pulled Deepika up by her hair and whipped her into the ropes. Sending Deepika on her way, Anushka headed in the opposite direction, bouncing of the ropes for momentum. As she approached her charging foe, she extended her arm again, intending to decapitate Deepika with a second Clothesline. Well her plan worked, but not without a high price because Deepika had had the same idea and both warriors took their opponent’s arm across the chin - simultaneous Clotheslines. Collapsing in a heap, both brunette’s shared another idea: It was a good time to tag out. Rolling gingerly toward their respective corners, they tagged in their partner’s at roughly the same time and a few seconds later, Katrina and Jacqueline were facing off for the first time.
Looking across the ring at her old foe, Jacqueline spoke coldly, “You’re going to regret this Katrina"
Jacqueline snarled at that statement and she extended a hand over her head. Curling her fingers at the Katrina she asked, “Care to find out how great you really are?”
Katrina didn’t even bother with a verbal response; she only raised her hand and laced her fingers with the brunette‘s, completing one half of the Test of Strength. She was about to raise her other hand when Jacqueline’s free talon shot forward, directly at her eyes. Moving faster than you’d believe, Katrina caught the brunette’s hand coming in and squeezed it painfully.
Looking directly into Jacqueline’s surprised face Katrina said, “I was always the best. Now I get to prove it again.”
Jacqueline was formulating a response when Katrina drove her head forward, smashing Jacqueline in the bridge of the nose. Jacqueline grunted and staggered back, shaking her head. “Oh no you don’t.” Katrina growled quietly as she cut the distance between them. Reaching out, she grabbed a double handful of the brunette’s long locks, tossing her halfway across the ring by them. Jacqueline shrieked and clutched her head as she bounced on her butt, the pain in her scalp actually worse than the pain in her spine from the hard landing. Watching carefully, Katrina waited for Jacqueline to pull herself up, the limber brunette using the nearby turnbuckles for support. When Jacqueline was almost on her feet, Katrina exploded forward, hurtling at the cornered brunette. With mere feet separating them, Katrina left her feet right and slammed chest-first into Jacqueline, crushing the rival girl in the corner with a perfect Stinger Splash.
Jacqueline gasped for breath as the air was driven from her lungs. Moments later, Katrina peeled herself of the brunette and let her stumble from the corner, where she fell to her knees. Stepping behind the brunette, Katrina put one hand under Jacqueline’s chin and another on the top of her head. Clamping down, she twisted her rival’s head slowly to the right, putting intense pressure on her neck.
Hearing Jacqueline's groan, Katrina said quietly, “Give up now and it can be over Jacqueline. Both of you can just get up and leave. Go somewhere and bother someone else,” she concluded, ratcheting up the pressure on the hold to help Jacqueline make up her mind.
Grimacing at he twinge in her neck and the implication of the Katrina’s words, Jacqueline growled, “I was going to say the same thing to you Katrina!”
Then before the Katrina could fire back, Jacqueline brought her claws up and sank them into Katrina’s hands.Katrina grimaced and fought the pain, but it was inevitable that her grip would weaken slightly and Jacqueline used that to her advantage. Pushing up hard, she managed to get to her feet and lean into the pressure, relieving most of the pain of the hold.
Putting the final touches on her escape, Jacqueline released the Katrina’s hands only to claw at her face, raking and digging at Katrina’s features. She cried out and broke the Neck Vise, her hands coming up to protect her face. Standing tall again, Jacqueline stalked forward and buried her talons in Katrina’s hair. Pulling her victim down, Jacqueline fired a knee up, the joint thudding directly against Katrina’s forehead. The Katrina groaned in pain and Jacqueline repeated the maneuver, her opponent’s wailing only serving to motivate her further. After an especially hard Knee Lift knocked Katrina straight up, Jacqueline switched tactics, driving her forearm into Katrina’s chin over and over with a series of scintillating European Uppercuts.
As the fifth Uppercut rocked Katrina back on her heels, Jacqueline switched it up one more time, leaving her feet in a gorgeous vertical leap before drilling them into Katrina’s beleaguered jaw with a Standing Dropkick. That last blow finally took the powerful Katrina off her feet and she went down in a heap, trying her best to protect her battered features.
Hands on her trim hips, Jacqueline looked down at her old foe and, smirking, taunted, “YOU were the best between us? That’s a fucking joke! Let me show you who’s the best.”
Lips curling in a silent snarl, Jacqueline bent down and hauled Katrina to her feet. Standing in front of the wobbly Katrina, Jacqueline was silent as she buried a hand in Katrina’s mane while she used the other to just rain slaps across the Katrina’s cheeks, knocking her head left and right with the brutal, disrespectful blows.
As she kept up her assault, she sneered, “You’re nothing but a goody two shoes bitch Katrina. I’m actually glad you turned up, I’ve been wanting to take you down a notch for a long time.”
She had just pulled back her hand for another slap when Katrina shot her hands up and broke the brunette’s grip. Caught off guard, Jacqueline tired to get her hands up, but Katrina was too quick, peppering the rival girl’s face with a hard series of lefts and rights that had her stumbling around the ring.
Getting in close to the brunette, Katrina snarled “YOU'RE the one needs to be taught a lesson and if anyone should have the privilege of doing so - it’s me!”
She whipped Jacqueline toward the ropes but the crafty brunette had other plans, reversing the momentum and sending Katrina for the ride. She had just hit the ropes when pain exploded in her back, courtesy of the knee Deepika had just planted there. Katrina gasped and stumbled forward, bent over from the force of the blow. Jacqueline used the cheap shot to its fullest, charging the wounded Katrina from the side to enact her attack. With very little room between them, Jacqueline executed a perfect front flip and as she passed over Katrina, grabbed hold of the Katrina’s head in both hands. The brunette’s momentum took them both to the mat, Katrina getting the worse end of the deal as Jacqueline’s Flipping Neckbreaker wrenched her neck sadistically. Getting to her feet, Jacqueline looked from Katrina to her partner.
“You want her?” she asked Deepika who just nodded, so Jacqueline hauled Katrina to her feet and tossed her into their corner.
The tag was made and Deepika stepped into the ring with her old friend; leaning into the dazed Katrina as she whispered, “You’re going to pay for that cheap shot on me Katrina. No one embarrasses me and gets away with it.”
Not letting Katrina answer, Deepika fired a Knife Edge Chop into her chest, forcing a pained yelp from the Katrina’s lips. Deepika wasn’t content with one shot however and she continued to pour on the pressure, lacing Katrina’s assets with chop after chop before finally letting the crippled Katrina stumble free of the corner. Lining up Katrina in her sights, Deepika bounced off the ropes before sprinting at the Katrina and leaping through the air, nearly diving right through her with a Flying Shoulder Block. Katrina hit the mat with a groan that was snuffed out seconds later when Deepika dropped one toned thigh across her face. The Leg Drop was dead on and Katrina flopped in agony as Deepika got to her knees beside her. Leaning over Katrina’s prone form, Deepika opened her right hand and laid it palm down on the Katrina’s face, putting her left over her wrist for extra leverage then she squeezed down.
“Give it up right now Katrina," Deepika grimaced as she applied pressure. "Otherwise I’ll just keep squeezing until I crush your traitorous head into so much gunk.”
Ignoring the pain exploding in her temples, Katrina got both hands around the intruding claw and pushed as hard as he could. Unprepared for resistance, Deepika was pushed backwards a bit, allowing the Katrina to get to her knees and then to her feet. Roaring in pain and fury, Katrina released her grip on Deepika’s hands only to drive several punches into the taller brunette’s gut. Deepika grunted with the shots and released her claw shaking her head clear as Katrina bounced off the ropes and charged back at her. The Katrina looked she was about to take Deepika off her feet when the brunette came to and brought her boot whipping up, catching Katrina directly in the face. Katrina groaned and went down hard, looking at lights and trying her best to move toward the frantic voice of her partner. But Deepika wasn’t about to let that happen and she pulled Katrina to her feet.
Slapping Katrina lightly, she chided, “That was almost impressive Katrina, but it doesn’t change anything. Jacqueline and I are going to destroy you.”
Not receiving an answer, Deepika took a few steps back and then shot forward, intent on knocking the Katrina out with a second boot to the face. But Katrina wasn’t going to go that easily and as the boot sped at her face, she ducked under it and slipped behind the stumbling Deepika. When the brunette whirled to face her, Katrina lunged forward and wrapped her arms around Deepika’s waist. Without much thought, Katrina rose up on the balls of her feet and fell to her knees, driving her knee between Deepika’s thighs with an Inverted Atomic Drop. Deepika’s legs turned to water and she gave voice to a weak, whimpering shriek as she tried to pull away. But Katrina wasn’t letting her go anywhere. Not releasing her grip on Deepika’s hips, Katrina rose up on her feet again, but this time she drove herself forward and down, smashing Deepika into the canvas with a Spinebuster.
Breathing hard after the prolonged attack, Katrina pulled Deepika to her feet and threw her into her team’s corner. Moving gingerly, she tagged in Anushka and said, “Sorry about that, I didn’t mean to scare you.”
Climbing through the ropes, Anushka replied, “No sweat. What’s say we introduce these cheating twats to the concept of double teaming?”
“Good plan!” Katrina responded.
Dragging the dazed brunette out of their corner, Katrina and Anushka trapped Deepika in a double Front Face Lock before lifting the brunette up and over, holding her inverted for as long as they could with a Double Vertical Suplex. Finally the ref initiated his count and the two partners fell back, slamming Deepika’s already tender back into the canvas. As Katrina exited the ring, Anushka went for the first cover of match. Hooking Deepika’s leg, she was a bit angry when the brunette was able to kick out just after 2. Her face cold and cruel, Anushka pulled Deepika to her feet and scooped her up.
Holding the other brunette across her chest, Anushka taunted her captive, “You really aren’t that tough Deepika. Neither are your bitch friends.
Anushka rose up on her feet and dropped to one knee, slamming the small of Deepika’s back down onto her posted knee. Pushing the moaning girl off, Anushka paid back the cruelties Deepika and Jacqueline had visited on her partner, ruthlessly stomping and kicking away at Deepika’s ribs and back. After a minute or so of this torture, Anushka tires of the stomping and pulls Deepika to her feet. Yanking Deepika into her, Anushka slips her arms around Deepika’s chest and cinches her grip tight. Taking a deep breath, she lifts up and back, pulling Deepika off her feet with the Bear Hug. Deepika wails as Anushka works, the hold, bouncing and shaking her victim to crush the air from her lungs.
After an especially hard constriction of the other brunette’s mid-section, Anushka demanded, “Submit.”
Grabbing hold of Anushka’s hair, Deepika pulled back hard so she could look her tormentor in the face and hissed, “Never!”
She shoved her down and getting her feet on the canvas, Deepika wasted no time in stomping as hard as she could on Anushka’s toes, desperate to alleviate the pain of the Bear Hug. Her gambit worked and Anushka released her hold, hobbling back on tender feet. She got a lot more tender seconds later when Deepika stalked forward and buried her boot between Anushka’s thighs. The brunette shrieked a piercing cry and fell back, landing hard on the mat. Knowing discretion was the better part of valor, Deepika ignored the downed girl and headed to her corner, tagging Jacqueline in to deal with Anushka.
Seconds later Jacqueline was hopping over the top rope, making a beeline for the just now recovering Anushka. Charging at the sitting Anushka, Jacqueline’s face was remarkably calm as she fired a hard kick into her rival’s face. Anushka had no chance to prepare for the blow and it slammed her back into the canvas, sobbing and clutching her mangled face. Smirking evilly, Jacqueline grabbed a handful of dark hair and pulled Anushka to sitting position again.
Not giving the other brunette a chance to respond, Jacqueline hopped up and drilled her feet forward, driving both boots into Anushka’s forehead with a Low Dropkick. The force of the impact drove Anushka to the canvas and then back up into the sitting position, even more discombobulated than before. Jacqueline took opening and used it for all it was worth, bouncing off the ropes behind Anushka and speeding back toward her. When the distance was perfect, she leaped, somersaulting over the sitting brunette's head and as she passed over, she grabbed two handfuls of Anushka’s hair and snapped her forward, driving Anushka’s face into the canvas. THUD! Anushka's face hit the mat, then her body whiplashed back up. Jacqueline’s latest assault had taken a lot out of Anushka who was still holding her head in her hands when Jacqueline covered her and hooked her leg.
Acting on instinct more than anything else, Anushka managed to kick free at "TWO!" infuriating Jacqueline who quickly grabbed Anushka's ankle and dragged her to the center on the ring, telling her, “Don’t give up just yet Anushka. I want all these people to hear you scream nice and loud while I’m dissecting you.”
She flipped the brunette onto her stomach and dropped straddling her back. Hooking Anushka’s right leg up, Jacqueline appeared to be locking in a Single Leg Crab, but then, she dropped Anushka’s leg, letting it fall between her legs and at the same time, she shifted position - laying on Anushka’s back facing her head while scissoring her legs together; keeping the brunette’s right leg bent and trapped between her thighs. To complete her hold, Jacqueline looped her left arm under Anushka’s chin and locked her hands. Then Jacqueline leaned backward, bending Anushka into a hideous shape as the hold did its work.
Smiling as Anushka writhed under her, Jacqueline pulled back on the hold and sneered, “Now you can submit, slut. I’m sure these idiots Anushka seeing their precious heroine tied up like a fucking pretzel in the middle of the ring.”
Mad with pain, Anushka ignored Jacqueline’s taunts and started pulling herself toward the bottom ropes and freedom. After what seemed like an eternity but was in actuality only several seconds, the trapped brunette succeeded in reaching the bottom rope, forcing Jacqueline to release the her. Scowling at her rival brunette’s tenacity, Jacqueline gave the hold a final derisive jerk before releasing it and getting up off her foe.
Shaking her head, Jacqueline muttered, “Stupid bitch.” as she pulled Anushka to her feet.
Holding the brunette in front of her Jacqueline trapped her in a Front Face Lock and held her there momentarily.
Turning to face Katrina, Jacqueline mocked Katrina, “What’s the matter Katrina? Can’t save this dumb slut? Wishing you’d picked the winning side? Well fuck you, ya cxnt!”
As Katrina fumed, Jacqueline fell back with all her weight, driving Anushka forehead first into the canvas with a DDT. Still not done hurting Anushka yet, Jacqueline pulled her off the canvas and was about to launch another attack when Anushka roared forward and began driving fists into her face and chest. Surprised by the blind side assault; Jacqueline managed to push Anushka away a few steps. She was still shaking her head clear when Anushka charged at her, trying to mow her down. This time Jacqueline was ready for her and as Anushka rushed in, Jacqueline spun to the side and brought a knee up, impaling Anushka’s belly. The rushing brunette spun over Jacqueline’s knee and fell to the mat retching, holding her stomach. Jacqueline was about to fire another verbal barb when she realized that her blow had put Anushka dangerously close to her partner.
A snarl crossed her features as she charged at Katrina, hissing, “Oh NO you don’t!”
Before the Katrina knew what had happened, Jacqueline had knocked her off the apron to the floor, obliterating any chance of Anushka tagging out. Looking down at Katrina recovering on the floor, Jacqueline dismissed her and turned back to Anushka. Pulling Anushka to her feet, Jacqueline marched her towards the center of the ring.
Cinching her wounded opposition in the Front Face Lock again, Jacqueline whispered, “That was close Anushka, but you don’t get to tag out. Not unless we LET you. And that’s not very likely.”
Receiving only a groan in reply, Jacqueline hauled Anushka over her head and held her there, seemingly repeating Anushka’s earlier Vertical Suplex. But Jacqueline had something more wicked in mind and after a few seconds she executed her plan, dropping straight down with Anushka in tow, smashing the brunette’s head and shoulders into the canvas with a Brainbuster. Believing that Anushka was done, Jacqueline went for the cover and waited for the ref's count. Unfortunately for her, Anushka managed to defy the odds, getting a shoulder up moments before the "three".
Growing more frustrated, Jacqueline pulled Anushka to her feet and was about to lay into her when Katrina taunted, “Hey Jacqueline why don’t you let her tag out? You afraid your cowardly ass couldn’t beat me face to face?”
Incensed by the Katrina’s jibe, Jacqueline whirled on her heel and charged at the Katrina, meaning to knock her off the apron again. But that was just what Katrina wanted and as Jacqueline got close, she reached up with both hands and grabbed hold of the brunette’s head. In the same motion she stepped off the apron, pulling Jacqueline throat first across the top rope. Gagging and spitting, Jacqueline turned back into the ring, trying to clear her head. Luck wasn’t with her in this case and the lithe brunette stumbled into the waiting Anushka. Still too wounded to deride her foe, Anushka simply booted Jacqueline in the gut and stepped forward.
Trapping the brunette’s head in her armpit, Anushka wrapped her arms under Jacqueline’s arms, and then clasped both of her hands on the small of Jacqueline’s back. Without a second though, Anushka left her feet and fell toward the canvas, driving her rival’s unprotected head into the canvas with a skull crushing Double Arm DDT. Normally Anushka would have gone for the pin, but she knew she needed to make a tag out and that’s what she intended to do.
Crawling on her hands and knees, she made her way to the corner and tagged in the eager Katrina right as Jacqueline was tagging in Deepika. Spoiling for a fight, the Katrina charged at her rival and leveled her with a Clothesline. Deepika grunted and went down, but was up fast; after all she’d been waiting to get in the ring these last few minutes as well. Charging at Katrina, the brunette was greeted with another stiff Clothesline that knocked her to the canvas. Up a bit slower this time, Deepika lurched toward Katrina only to be scooped off her feet in one dizzying motion and then driven into the canvas full force by Katrina’s Power Slam. Popping to her feet, Katrina didn’t bother with words as she continued her assault on Deepika. Standing at the brunette’s side, she leapt into the air and came down chest first on Deepika’s middle, driving the air out of her foe.
Kneeling beside the gasping Deepika, Katrina chuckled, “You having trouble getting out of the blocks Deepika? It sure does suck when you’re always getting beat to the punch. Fun for me though. Let’s see what else I can do to you.”
Pulling the brunette to her feet, Katrina bent and hoisted her over her shoulders, hooking the brunette in a classic Fireman’s Carry. Walking slowly to the center of the ring, Katrina began to spin in a circle, picking up speed with every revolution. When it seemed that she could no longer maintain her pace without falling over, she did exactly that, leaping up and then falling back, driving the length of Deepika’s back into the mat with a Spinning Samoan Drop. Deepika's body spasmed, limp on the canvas. Katrina went for the cover, but despite her wounded condition, Deepika was able to get free just after "two". Glowering but still determined to put her rival away, Katrina pulled Deepika to a sitting position and stood behind her. Leaning forward, she grabbed her captive’s wrists while simultaneously planting a knee in her back. Pulling back violently, Katrina worked Deepika’s back even more, the Surfboard variant doing nothing for Deepika’s already tender back.
Pulling back on her victim’s wrists, Katrina asked, “Ready to give in Deepika?”
Shaking her head no Deepika growled back, “Submission is for weaklings like you Katrina, not me.”
Then she pushed herself to her feet with the Katrina still maintaining a solid grip on her arms. Before her captor could wrench the hold and put her back on her knees, Deepika shot a foot back, catching Katrina squarely in the groin. Unprepared for this foul, Katrina wheezed a tiny scream before releasing Deepika’s wrists. As Katrina was starting to fall, Deepika spun around and caught her around the waist. Pulling her prey close, it looked like she was going to squeeze Katrina with a Bear Hug but instead she popped her hips and tossed Katrina over her with a perfect Overhead Belly to Belly Suplex. Katrina hit the canvas with a wet splat and lay there groaning as Deepika collected herself. Starting to feel a bit more with it, Deepika got to her feet and strode over to where Katrina lay sprawled on the canvas. Looking down at the Katrina she said, everyone wondered which one of us was stronger. Let’s see if I can’t put that question to rest.
Then she pulled Katrina slowly to her feet, one hand buried in the opposition girl‘s sweaty locks. Looking to answer the question emphatically, Deepika thrust her free hand into Katrina’s crotch before hoisting her high overhead, holding the rival woman prone in a gorgeous Military Press Slam. Keeping Katrina helpless, Deepika began to walk around the ring, holding her prey aloft, all the while letting the audience despair at the sight of dominating their victims. When Katrina’s weight finally beginning to wear on her, Deepika pushed her up one final time and tossed her forward. Letting Katrina fall, Deepika dropped to one knee and waited as Katrina landed gut first on the bent joint, all the air driven from her lungs in a single convulsive gasp. Hoping the Press Slam/Gutbuster combo had finished off Katrina, Deepika muscled Katrina onto her back and went for the cover. Seconds later she was dismayed when Katrina managed to power free of the pin.
Shaking her head angrily, Deepika was still deciding on her next move when Jacqueline called out, “Hey maybe she should experience some of your Deepika's Fusion!”
Smiling at her partner, Deepika answered, "Hey, not a bad idea!”
Pulling Katrina to her feet, Deepika hoisted Katrina onto her shoulder like a sweating, groaning sack of potatoes. Looking to unleash one of her finishers, Deepika shifted her grip, wrapping her left arm across the bare expanse of Katrina’s back, right above her dangling arms. The she used her right arm to cup the back of the Katrina’s neck positioning her so that her head was just about even with Deepika’s hip. Satisfied her grip was secure, Deepika rose up on one foot and then dropped straight down, driving the back of Katrina’s head and neck into the canvas with devastating force. The oddly named Deepika's Fusion was right on the money and Deepika went for a nonchalant cover on her beaten foe only to be enraged when Katrina again managed to get a shoulder up. Incredulous, Deepika hauled Katrina toward her corner and tagged in her partner.
Looking at the brunette, Deepika ordered, “Go up top. We’re going to snap this bitch in two.”
Jacqueline obliged, hopping to the top rope in one easy motion as Deepika scooped Katrina up and dropped her across her knee, torturing her with an Over the Knee Backbreaker. Holding Katrina in place, Deepika looked up at Jacqueline who yelled “Now!”
Jacqueline nodded and leapt off the top rope, extending her right leg out in front of her. As gravity did its thing, Jacqueline came smashing down on the helpless Katrina, her leg going full force across the Katrina’s chin. When Jacqueline’s leg drop connected, Deepika released the Backbreaker and let the Katrina slump to the mat. Knowing there was no way for the Katrina to escape this, Deepika exited the ring as Jacqueline went for the cover. And though Deepika was correct that there was no way for Katrina to break free of this pin, that didn’t prevent Anushka from charging into the ring and breaking the count with a boot to the back of Jacqueline’s head. Furious at the intrusion, Jacqueline barked at the ref to get Anushka out of the ring before turning back to the wilted Katrina.
Pulling her up she hissed, “That wasn’t smart on her part Katrina. Now instead of the match ending, this gives us an excuse to hurt you more. Of course I really don’t need an excuse to hurt you, but it’s nice to have one.”
She booted Katrina in the gut and trapped her in a Standing Headscissors. Bending down, she wrapped her arms around Katrina’s waist and took a deep breath. The crowd roared at this move, as they knew Jacqueline was setting up to hit the dreadful Powerbomb/Facebuster combination that was her finisher, she called it the Beautiful Letdown. Jacqueline had just started to pull the Katrina up, when Katrina planted her feet and held fast, stopping the momentum. Before Jacqueline could try again, Katrina grabbed her around the knees and stood up, holding the ever-tenacious brunette on her back like some sort of bizarre parasite.
With a cold look on her face, Katrina said quietly, “I don’t need an excuse either.”
She whipped forward and down, slamming Jacqueline’s back and head against the canvas in a wickedly modified Spinebuster. Near delirium from all the abuse she had taken, Katrina fell to her hands and knees and began to slowly crawl towards her corner where Anushka was frantically waiting for the tag. Seconds later, Katrina obliged her and the brunette was in the ring like a ball of fire, streaking over to where Jacqueline was just now getting to her knees.
Looking to deal out some serious hurt in retribution for the beaten Katrina had taken, Anushka hauled Jacqueline to her feet and hissed in her ear, “You like trying to break people in half? Let’s see if you can take what you like to dish out!”
Anushka bent at the waist and looped one hand between her legs while the other found its way around her captives chin. Gritting her teeth, Anushka lifted Jacqueline off the mat, draped parallel across her shoulders, trapped in the Torture Rack. Jacqueline squirmed uselessly as Anushka walked around the ring, bouncing ever so slightly, trying her best to break Jacqueline in two.
In an amazing show of strength, Anushka quickly dropped to one knee with the other brunette still tied to the Rack. The drop bent Jacqueline at an even more painful angle and she cried out, trying even more desperately to free herself. Wanting to finish Jacqueline in style, Anushka powered to her feet and in the same motion, thrusts Jacqueline off her shoulders, tossing her to the mat in front of her. As Jacqueline fell, Anushka dropped to one knee again, smiling with sick satisfaction as Jacqueline landed draped across her knee, delivering her own version of the Gutbuster. Believing Jacqueline was almost done, Anushka pulled her to her feet and trapped the winded brunette in a Standing Headscissors of her own.
Wrapping her arms around Jacqueline’s waist, Anushka hoisted her foe high into the air and held her there for a few short seconds, letting the audience know what she was about to do. The she shoved down with all her might, driving Jacqueline head and shoulders first into the mat with a Powerbomb. Over the roar of the crowd, Anushka forced Jacqueline to her hands and knees, so that the damaged girl was facing toward her corner. Sitting on Jacqueline’s back, Anushka pulled the girl’s arms over her bent knees before looping her hands under Jacqueline’s chin. Steadying herself, Anushka sat down and leaned back as far as possible, trying to snap Jacqueline’s spine with the Camel Clutch.
Jacqueline was in agony as Anushka poured everything she had into making her submit. Jacqueline tried to drag herself towards the ropes, but Anushka just leaned back further, bending her at an ungodly angle. Jacqueline screamed in agony, on the verge of tapping out when suddenly the pressure was released. She didn’t know how it had happened and she didn’t care. All she cared about was that the pain had stopped. What had happened was actually quite simple. Seeing that her partner was about to pass out from the pain, Deepika shot through the bottom ropes and before Anushka could stop her, drove a boot in to the domineering brunette’s face. The blow caught Anushka flush and she was knocked back, temporarily unable to do anything.
Standing over the dazed brunette, Deepika hissed, “You’re not the only one who can break a count Anushka…arrrghhhhh!”
Katrina hit her full speed, driving them both back into their corner. Regaining her senses, Deepika fought back; exchanging merciless punches and chops with the powerful Katrina. Katrina was just getting the upper hand when Jacqueline hit her from behind, sending her to her knees.
Looking at her partner, Jacqueline said, “Thanks for the save; thought I’d return the favor.”
Deepika nodded and replied, “Consider us even, now what say we finish this?”
Jacqueline only smiled as Deepika hauled Katrina to her feet. Placing Katrina back against the ropes, both members charged her at full speed before extending their arms and knocking her over the top rope with a Double Clothesline. Looking at Katrina sprawled on the mat outside, Deepika said, “You deal with her, I’ll finish Anushka.”
“Understood!” nodded Jacqueline.
Leaving Jacqueline to finish off the Katrina, Deepika turned back to Anushka who was just now getting to her feet. Seeing the brunette helpless, Deepika smiled cruelly and swept forward, scooping the brunette onto her shoulder. In seconds, Deepika had Anushka set up for another Deepika's Fusion and she wasted no time in hitting it, smashing her rival’s head and neck into the canvas as hard as she could.
“No getting up this time Anushka,” Deepika cooed as she lay back first across her foe and hooked a leg, leaning back as far as she could. The ref’s hand was coming down for the final time when Anushka’s shoulder rolled weakly up. At the same time Deepika was trying to finish off Anushka, Jacqueline was stalking Katrina. Still standing at the edge of the ring, Jacqueline waited until the Katrina got to her feet before sneering down at her.
“Hey dumb ass! If you can still manage it, look up here and watch us finish off your slut partner!”
Just as Katrina looked up, Jacqueline used the top rope like a springboard, hurtling herself over the rope and down towards the Katrina with a Flying Cross-body, a very impressive maneuver visually and one that would have been even more impressive had it gone as planned! But instead of crashing into Katrina and driving Katrina into the thinly padded concrete, Katrina reached up, caught the hurtling brunette in mid-air and clasped her to her chest.
Smiling for the first time in the match, Katrina said viciously “Big mistake Jacqueline.”
Then charging full speed toward the corner of the ring, Katrina rammed Jacqueline’s exposed back against the solid steel upright corner pole. Jacqueline shrieked in agony as her back was bent to the breaking point. Her situation wasn’t helped at all when Katrina threw her onto the ring steps aside before heading back into the ring where Deepika had hauled a dazed Anushka to her feet and was berating her, screaming in her face.
Anushka couldn’t respond with words, so Deepika decided it was time to finish her off. Booting Anushka in the gut, Deepika trapped the prone girl in the Standing Headscissors and wrapped her arms around Anushka’s damp middle. But the astute fan knew that Deepika wasn’t going for a Powerbomb, but instead the vicious Spinning Crucifix Facebuster she called the Deepika Driver.
Hauling Anushka over her shoulders, Deepika secured her grip and said, “This ends now.”
“How true!” a voice said from behind her.
Startled, Deepika turned with Anushka still in her grasp only to be met with a boot to the face from Katrina. The blow caused Deepika to release her grip and Anushka slid down her back. As Deepika stumbled back from Katrina’s boot, she found herself yanked off the canvas and draped along Anushka’s shoulders, having fallen into perfect position for Anushka’s Heartbreaker. Anushka didn’t say anything as she leapt and fell to the side, the Death Valley Driver connecting beautifully. Deepika hit the mat with a thud and lay there not moving as Anushka went for the cover. As Katrina guarded against intrusion, the ref’s hand came down once; twice and thrice ending the match.
