Hardcore match: Sasha Brenshov v Marie Belladonna (complete)

Marie stood backstage, looking down at a pill in her hand. It was given to her from Cassandra. She shrugged, keeping it with her, sticking it in between her breasts for safe keeping before her music began to play. She stepped out onto the stage, greeting by almost the entire crowd booing at her, but she still just strolled her way down the white petal-covered ramp, not doing as much as giving the crowd a single glance before she climbed up into the ropes, taking off her blue cloak, keeping her thin bull whip fastened and coiled at her hip, smiling a little as she was more than ready to show off her skills with a whip. "I hope you're watching, Tasha, because what I'm about to do to this woman isn't half as bad as what I want to do to you" She thought, awaiting her opponent's entrance.

Sasha stepped out into the arena with mixed feelings. Her will to win that match struggeled with her ever-burning feeelings of inferiority. She had spend the last evenings with a study of Marie Belladonna's style and matches, even sacrificing that little sparetime with the boys from her qlique she had.
The girl made her way down the ramp slowly, her few fans in the crowd, and some other peoples also, cheering.
Invisible Child sounded trough the hall and a charging horde of cossacks on horses, some black and white piece of film from the russian civilwar was to be seen on the megatron follwoed by th esound of rifflefire and sabres.
Sasha had a short piece of chain coiled around her hip, looking like a kind of belt for her jeans-shorts.
She shook some hands, waving and saluting at the crowd in army style.
Finally she climbed into the ring, trying to avoid the barbed wire but nevertheless earning her self a light cut on her left cheeck. Some wee, trender pears of glittering red started to apear but Sasha swept them away withthe back of her hand.
She droped into fighting stance after she had looked at Marie, showing her the middle-finger of her right hand while she grabbed her own short's crotch with the left, shoulders habging down, in a boyish, taunting pose.
"Hello bad-bitch, ready forr a dansseee" Sasha hissed at Marie with her thick russian accent.
The bell rang starting the match.

Marie rolled her eyes at the woman as she walked down the ramp, shaking everybody's hand.

"Ugh... kiss ass"

She muttered, then smirked when the woman managed to cut herself on the barbed wire ropes already.

"Heh... this should be ea-"

She stopped when Sasha flipped her off and grabbed her shorts, snorting at her.

"Hmph. Charming." She said sarcastically, "And remind me to break that finger when this is all said and done."

She added, unclasping the whip at her hips and let it uncoil to the ground, staring the woman down.

Sasha took ashort paced powerfull charge at the lady with the whip, spining around short infront of Belladonna, jumping up with a short rush and aiming a dropkick right at Marie's breasts, using her jumps and short charge's momentum as it's best.
Sasha attacked with a short yell.

Marie snarled when Sasha dashed at her, trying to crack her whip across her face before attempting to sidestep her dropkick.

"You're a fool if you think you can nail that obvious an attack on me on a first strike"

She taunted.

Sasha felt the leather slashing across her left cheeck, just bellow the eye. It left a red mark on the girls face but she flow on, her drop kick fuelled with anger and pain now. She tried to hit marie nevertheless, teeth gritted.
Reaching Marie mid-air she kicked out with both legs describing a wide ow arc while the slash on her cheeck turned deep red.
She stabbed her army boots ouit at Marie, trying to hit.

Marie growled at Sasha as she flew towards her, stepping out of the way, however she managed to get her shoulder kicked pretty hard. She clenched her teeth as her army boots struck her shoulder, growling at her. As the woman fell, she would throw a strong kick right for her forehead the moment Sasha hit the ground.

Sasha gasped as she slid back to her feet, Marie's kick knocked her down and set her world spinning for some moments.
Sasha slammed aside with a short grunt and rolled around, her brain aching and throbbing.
She tried to jump at Marie, slamming her right knee at Belladonnas's guts,trying to double the woman over.

Marie frowned, stepping away from her then tried to backhand Sasha to keep her away from her, going for a swift whip strike to her abs immediately afterwards

Sasah stood there giving a frustated groan.As Marie's whip struck at her again, she spun around one time, reaching out for the leather string.Griting her teeth she caught it as it came it low, trying to bite into her belly. With a wordless roar Sasha used it to pull Mrie, it's owner, closer, right into a right knee into the guts. Sasha pulled hard, shifting weight and with a shor gasp.