To End It All! The Ironwoman Cage Match (Ouka vs Belinda)

Driving Belinda into the mat, Ouka stepped away from her rival before she herself dropped onto her knees, a hand reaching over her shoulder for her shoulder and to her neck as she cringed in pain. The Muscle Buster was a perfect name for that move as Ouka panted out, sweating bullets at almost being defeated by a pinfall again. She had to think quick, the Alabama Slam was only going to keep Belinda down for a short while. She needed something else to put down her gutsy rival as she looked over her shoulder, seeing the position Belinda was in.

Now was the best time than any to pull out something from the bag of tricks. Standing up, Ouka quickly moved into position, standing over Belinda as she reached out to grab her left arm. Yanking her off of the mat, she would position herself behind her rival as she wrapped that left arm around Belinda's own throat, slipping her own arm between to get a grasp of the back of Belinda's neck for a Cobra Clutch.

And with a heave, she would lift Belinda up into the air before dropping down to drive her back first into the mat with a Cobra Clutch slam!

Belinda was in a daze after the Alabama Slam, it was a move she incorporated a lot, she was surprised that Ouka pulled it out, but perhaps she shouldn't have been...the redhead had always been one step ahead of her it seemed, so she shouldn't find it weird that Ouka was able to pull another fast one one her. 

The Swede groaned as the young Northman would roll over onto her side, only to find Ouka gripping her left hand and yanked her up to her feet. Belinda's eyes slightly glazed over would come alive a little bit and turn to Ouka, a soft glare towards her rival as she then felt how Ouka stepped in behind her and wrapped the Swede's own arm around her throat, and then snapped her into a nasty cobra clutch, Belinda at first gagged a little at pure instinct and feeling this hold as it was tightly getting locked in. 

Yet, it wasn't for long as she was then heaved up into the and thrown brutally onto her back! That Cobra Clutch Slam causing the cage to rattle as Belinda's body flopped twice, once just one her back and then once over onto her front, right cheek down against the canvas, panting loudly and gasping , hands trying to reach to the back of her neck and shoulders but she found little strength to move them with any speed, slowly dragging limp like libs to her neck.

Slamming Belinda into the mat and dropping to her knees for maximum force, Ouka planted her rival as she released the head and hand of Belinda as her hands would quickly grasp on the ankle of Belinda and yanked it backwards. Trying to roll Belinda onto her her stomach, she was going to end Belinda's chances at evening the score as she would quickly attempt to mount onto her back. Reaching down with her arms, she would wrap her arms around the arm with one and the other would wrap around the chin as attempted to pull it back into a Dragon Sleeper!

Dropping Belinda on her neck and back made this the prime move to capitalize on and force Belinda into the painful submission as she tried to wrench Belinda backwards, stretching Belinda back into a bend as she locked her right arm and prevented it's use!

"Come Belinda! TAP!"

Belinda laid panting on her back, arms and legs spread wide as she gasped and groaned....she had been slammed...who knew how many times? She couldn't remember or maybe she had just never kept track, she couldn't remember if she had or not....

Belinda's body was heavy and numb and she didn't even notice when Ouka Shumisen rolled her over onto her front and then sat herself on her back, yanking that head of hers up off the mat and then pulled it in under her armpit, pulling on the back of the blond in an weird angle, as her nearest arm to Ouka's was locked up tightly by the redhead's arm.

Trapped...the crowd instantly started the yell and boo Ouka's actions, using a move that Belinda's older sister had as one of her finisher, the Dragon Clutch hold that Cecilia had named Gleipnir, for the chain that held Fenrir in it's place. It was now being used by Ouka to try and make Belinda submit, the blond was barley there but she grit her teeth, digging in and refused to give up easily, her back burned, she couldn't get any new air into her lungs and she had little in ways of struggling besides bringing her free hand to Ouka's arm, trying to grab on it and just get it off....but that was one hell of an uphill battle.

Ouka was furious at the amount of will and how stubborn Belinda was, even caught in the seated Dragon Sleeper, which was more hell than a normal Dragon Sleeper as more pressure was on the back and neck. She had seen this move before, used by the one she was going to replace at the top of the mountain and a influential figure in Ouka's wrestling career, Cecilia Northman. How fitting it would be to have Belinda tap out to her sister's finishing hold as Ouka continued to wrench.

Throwing herself back, trying to bend even more of Belinda's body as she felt the hand on her arm. Trying to shake it off the hand to ensure that Belinda had no chance of defending herself, Ouka tried to make submitting the only option for the Swede Star!

Belinda's already pained back was forced to stretch even more and bend as Ouka leaned back more and more, her Japanese rival showing no mercy as she intended to put Belinda way in this match, the blond gasped and coughed, her hands weakening with each second that she was kept in the hold as then with Ouka shaking around it made her lose her hold on Ouka's arms.

The Swede's hand fell to the mat, she winced, water forming in the corner of her eyes as her chest pushed outwards for the crowd to ogle at. Belinda couldn't take it, she couldn't take this move any longer. She swallowed her pride, if she couldn't get out of this hold she wouldn't be able to beat her sister in....that didn't matter now though, all that mattered right now was Ouka Shumisen. She swallowed her future, in exchange for the present.

Tapping against the canvas as she tapped out to the Dragon Clutch and allowed Ouka to gain one point over her again....

OUKA - 3
BELINDA - 1

Ouka pulled as hard as she could, she did not want to cause any lasting damage to her rival, she needed her in order to propel into the stratosphere when she finally overcame her in their feud! But she would do what she had to in order to win this Ironwoman match! The longer she was in the Dragon Sleeper, the easier it would be to pull ahead over the wounded Belinda.

But Belinda would see the drawbacks of trying to withstand the hold and started to tap on the mat as Ouka immediately released the hold, letting her rival flop to the mat as she rose her arm up in victory. Another point for her as she started to pull away from Belinda as she had on a big smile on her face. She would rise up off of her, walking away with her back turned to the Swede Star to go rest in the corner, plopping her arms on the top as she took a leisure stance while she waited for Belinda to recover!

The second that Ouka let go of Belinda the referee called for the score to change on the titantron, and it looked as if Ouka Shuimisen had managed to carve herself out a nice lead over the blond fighter. Belinda flopped down onto her front, a sweaty, exhausted and hurting heap of a beautiful frame, a small pool of sweat had formed around her and Ouka during that sleeper and now it was Ouka was lying in it.

Low and heavy breath's escaped Belinda as she remained down, she had about 30 seconds to rest and she was going to take full advantage of it. When she started to reach the twentieth second, Belinda placed her hands against the mat, pushing herself up to her hands and knees and the sluggishly pushed up to her knees. Up to one knee, placing her right hand on her right knee as she helped pushed herself up, when the count reached 30 she was up on her feet again. She would pant out, and turn towards Ouka.

A glare in her eyes as she looked over at Ouka Shumisen....the buxom redhead was in the lead. She was good, there was never any doubt about that in Belinda's mind. She felt as if Ouka perhaps was better than her, in their first match Ouka had managed to beat her, in their second match Belinda had scraped by because Ouka hadn't found her way out of the Boiler Room quickly enough, and in their third match she had managed to pull off a draw against the redhead. Ouka was the current wall that Belinda had to overcome. She would straighten out, admitting all of that to herself made this match feel all the more heavy and important than it already had....but she somehow felt relieved. She was here, standing up against what she'd consider a goal to reach, she just needed to cross the finish line....that meant beating Ouka Shumisen tonight!

Belinda stepped forward and raised her arms, ready to square off against Ouka Shumisen again. Glacing over at the timer, she had about 27 minutes left.

Only half way through and Ouka only had a 2 win lead.

Although it wasn't much to brag about, Ouka found a lot of pride in herself for being able to accomplish a lead over Belinda who had proven to be a horrid thorn in her side. She had a while to recover, there as no need for any rash action as the longer Belinda took to recover, the closer she would be to victory as it took a few long seconds before Belinda got back to her feet. Seeing the stubbornness and unyielding spirit of Belinda, she couldn't help but smile out.

She was definitely a right choice to pull the best out of her before moving onto bigger and better things, pushing herself out of the corner and walking towards the center as she raised her hands. She was ready for whatever Belinda had in store for her as she lunged in and tried to deliver a big boot to Belinda's chest!

Belinda would pant out as she looked on at Ouka, watching the redhead maker he way out of her corner and stroll her way up towards the Swede. She would brace herself, ready for Ouka's actions as she then saw the redhead come rushing over towards her.

The eyes of Belinda widened, she was going to side step that kick, but....her movements were far to sluggish to come along with her mind. She tried to move out of the way but she acted to slow, the boot of Ouka came and drove into Belinda. As she had moved a little it drove into her right shoulder and with it forced Belinda off of her feet and down onto the mat. Not breathless, which was a plus but it still hurt to be downed by Ouka's big black boot.