SS '14 DVD Exclusive Bonus Match! Alaina Sanders Vs. Z.Z.

Aliana was still on the mat and still in pain. As she felt like she had the energy to move, she felt an intense shooting pain in her mandible as Z.Z administered a terrible hold. Alaina let out a muffled yell as she flailed her arms and thrashed about trying desperately to free herself.

She felt the urge to tap, anything to end this pain. No more pain, no more humiliation.... but doing that would probably be the last thing she did in the AFW. No, if she lost by passing out that was at least tolerable. In a last ditch effort to free herself she swung her elbow into Z.Z's midsection as hard, fast and often as she could.

Z.Z.'s pearly whites flashed menacingly at Alaina once she locked in the mandible claw, using the bikini to protect her fingers from being bitten as well as to partially choke the blonde.

She could see the desperation in Alaina's eyes and was sure she was going to tap until she felt the awkward elbows slap at her torso. If she had been fresh, Z.Z. could have endured until Alaina tapped or passed out.

Unfortunately, the elbows hurt just from contact. She toughed through the first one, her face contorted in pain. But that was all she could take. Z.Z. pulled away the bikini top and hoped away from Alaina, cradling her ribs and looking like she was in serious pain. She needed to end it but how? Alain was proving not to want to fall prey to any of her tricks.

Z.Z. wiped the sweat from her brow as she sucked in ragged breaths and looked out to the crowd then back to Alaina as she clenched her free hand.

Alaina gasped as she was able to breathe again. She slowly got to her feet and saw Z.Z a short distance away, clenching her fist. Alaina's head was still swimming with pain, and she knew this had to end soon before her body gave in.

Alaina clenched her right fist, moving forward trying to telegraph a clothesline. One she was within striking distance Alaina wanted to bit Z.Z with a dropkick aimed right at her abdomen.

Z.Z. eyed Alaina and stared the blonde down. The pirate could see that both of them only had a last gasp in them. Z.Z. bent her knees and ran at Alaina as the blonde charged her.

Z.Z. was preparing her own attack in the form of a flying headbutt. Her chest hurt but she figured her head would withstand a collision. When Alaina showed clothesline, Z.Z. wasn't even looking to Dodge and instead leaped off her feet. Alaina's kick connected, but hit Z.Z.'s thighs, caterwauling the pirate so she dropped unceremoniously onto Alaina, groanoning as she rolled off of Alain, clutching her jostled ribs.

Alaina was upset that her plan backfired, but she wasn't too bad off afterwards although having Z.Z topple on top of her didn't do her any favors. Alaina struggled to her feet and felt worn out. If it weren't for her considerable endurance she wouldn't still be in the match.

As she began to wonder if she could keep going, she thought about not getting a shot at Fathia.... about being an AFW celler dweller or just let out of her contract for not delivering. Alaina moved to pull Z.Z up to her feet. She wanted to wrap her up in a bearhug and squeeze on that ribcage more than anything....

Z.Z. groaned as she tried to push to her hands and feet on three limbs. One hand clutched her ribs and she shut her eyes, screaming when Z.Z. was hauled up and pulled into a crushing bear hug.

"Gaaahuaahhh!" Z.Z. shrieked, kicked and flailed but the pain in her ribs was too much. "OK! OK! I give up! Put me down!" Z.Z. begged as tears of pain dripped down her cheek.

The ref turned and waved to the timekeeper who rang the bell, ending the match.

Once the bell rang, Mamouru was on the apron. He pulled his suit coat off, ready to cover up his topless charge. However, before he even parted the ropes to move through it, his vision blacked and he fell off the apron in a heap. He hadn't even felt the strike and Fathia knelt down, watching Alaina as she fished through the jacket and snatched the pearls.

Alaina was in shock for a second... it wasn't until the bell rang that things started to sink in. She dropped Z.Z to the mat and smiled, turning to where Mamouru was.

As soon as she looked, her smile turned into concern. She saw Fathia looking through Mamouru's jacket and pulling out the pearl necklace. The worst part that made Alaina's heart sink was Mamouru laying there unconscious. "M-Mamouru?!" Alaina glared at Fathia and began to hurry over. Cheating and humiliating Alaina were one thing but attacking her manager was on a whole new level of shady to her. Any anger she felt during the match paled next to how enraged she was now. "You piece of shit! No one lays a finger on Mamouru and gets away with it! Your little lacky in the ring got off easy compared to what I'm going to do to you!" Alaina shrieked as she slid underneath the ropes and charged.

Alaina knew Fathia was deadly with that stick of hers and would use it once Alaina was close enough. Alaina kept her hands ready and would try to grab the stick away from Fathia. If this didn't work Alaina knew she'd have a big headache to say the very least.

Fathia smiled as she watched Alaina get angry. Her aqua eyes sparkled as the topless wrestler charged to try and save her unconscious manager. The captain notched her donga stick into her side like a lance and pivoted it so she could swing it forward into Alaina's side.

Fathia swung when Alaina was close enough, her free hand still tightly clutching the string of pearls. When she swung she watched Alaina grab hold of her donga stick and Fathia's eyes narrowed. She yanked with all her might to try and pull the stick away.

"Let go." She growled in a low, yet calm tone.

Alaina glared at Fathia as she tightened her grip. "Hell no. I'd make a deal for the necklace but your word is worthless."

As soon as Alaina spoke she yanked on the stick as hard as she could with both hands. She knew all too well that Fathia wouldn't hesitate to knock her out again the first chance she got.

The stoic white haired pirate's thin lips curved into a smile as Alaina spoke. The blonde was right but no deal needed to be made while one hand still firmly grasped the donga stick. However, when Alaina yanked with both hands, as tightly as Fathia's grip was and as weakened as Alaina had been by the fight, without both hands to grip, Fathia watched as the stick fell out of her hands.

The pirate's mouth opened and her eyes sparked with shock for a moment as she watched Alaina stumble backwards with the stick. Unusual rage seared Fathia's features and she curled the string of pearls around her knuckles while she stepped forward and launched a brutal fist at Alain"s face.

"Give it back right NOW!!"