Jessica Wright vs. Danika Gorski

Jessica was still collecting herself to get up when two heels slammed into her gut. She felt all the air rush out of her in one big "Oof!" And then came the taunting. She always hated taunting when she wasn't the one doing it. Heh, you aren't so big and bad now are you? rung more in her ears than the roar of thousands of fans. A pretty healthy contingent wanted to see her go down and it looked like they just might get what they wanted.

Except for the fact that Jessica was properly enraged now. Despite her lack of wind she picked herself off the mat and seized the metal folding chair beside her. This was a no DQ match, and Jessica was going to use her whole arsenal. Jessica cried out as she swung the chair towards Danika, hoping to bowl her off her feet.

Danika saw Jessica getting up and was preparing her next attack when she noticed Jessica quickly reaching for a chair! Initially wary, Danika quickly figured out a way to turn Jessica's rage into instant offense for Danika herself!

As Jessica was bringing the chair up Danika ran up and aimed a dropkick right at the chair... looking to smash the chair right into Jessica's face! "Take this you clumsy oaf!" Danika said as she jumped up, full of confidence and momentum! This was the best start she had gotten off to in Friction and she wasn't about to let things slip away!

The chair was really a staple of the modern wrestling scene. A few slabs of metal really had a quiet efficaciousness to them. Maybe poets should have written about them at some point. An ode to a metal chair- it seemed elegant. The thing that happened to Jessica was considerably less elegant. Danika's fast foot slammed into the chair with a reverberating clang and then into Jessica's head. Once again Jessica was sent flopping down to the mat.

She had started off the mat about as well as she could have, hitting the Czech girl with a brutal missile dropkick. Since that point it had been tough sledding. Move after move went her opponent's way and she was already feeling a bit woozy. The crowd's cheers were redoubled by the kick. Surely they thought that the purple haired titan would be put down for good, after only a few moves.

Jessica cursed them, her opponent, herself. She felt like a big dope, getting her ass kicked by this jobber. Her teeth ground together as she got up. Fine. No more treating this like it was a joke. No more pretending to be this big badass. It was time to bring the brutality, and make this bitch pay. Jessica pulled herself to her feet. It was go time.

Danika felt good, hearing the crowd behind her for a change. Last time they couldn't cheer more loudly for their precious Misaki Toyoda to hammer away at the Czech.

Now, they loved watching Jessica go down time and time again to the smaller Danika. She held her arms out for the crowd as Jessica worked her way up to her feet and ran towards the imposing woman. Danika jumped up, trying to get into a sitting position on Jessica's shoulders and deliver a hurricanrana before Jessica was fully recovered!

Danika was small. Jessica was big. These were the incontrovertible facts of this particular time and this particular place. The Violent Violet felt woozy but not completely out of it. Jessica's purple eyes saw how Danika attempted to get the crowd behind her and she saw how the Czech girl made a mad dash towards her. With a single bound, she made it up to Jessica neck.

Usually there were worse places to be. Hell, Jessica spent a few Saturday nights with a girl's crotch right in her face. Just like those nights, a wry smile appeared across Jessica's face. The small Danika thought she could use her body weight to take down the big Jessica. That was foolish. As Danika extended, hoping to twist Jessica to the mat, the Violent Violet planted her foot and halted the hurricanrana. "Now I have you..."

She attempted to seize the hanging Danika and pick her up and slam her to the mat. Then the hurricanrana reverse would be complete.

Danika felt her confidence leave her completely as Jessica slammed her to the mat! Her hurricanrana didn't happen and with one move Jessica managed to leave Danika on the mat, paralyzed in pain!

"Argh... d-damn it..." Danika moaned in pain as she rolled onto her side. She had never before faced a woman with as much power as Jessica Wright. She went from feeling confident to that familiar feeling that this wouldn't go as she had planned...

Jessica could breathe easy for a second. The reversal had worked like a charm and now Danika was literally at her feet. The white mat was a canvas and Jessica was an artist that only had the color red. The crowd didn't quite know how to respond to her sudden reversal- it looked like they were cheering for the Violent Violet's defeat. She sought to silence them.

With a huff, Jessica bent over and grabbed Danika and tried to pick her up and heft her onto her shoulders. From her strong shoulders Jessica could do almost anything. What she wanted to do was leave her up there for a split second before bringing her down for a Samoa drop. And she could aim for that chair she was just kicked through, too...

Danika was putty in Jessica's hands as she was lift up without any real struggle. One move had halted all of Danika's hard earned momentum, and the devastating samoan drop figuratively broke Danika's back.... and was painful enough to make Danika think that her back may have been literally crushed!

An ear splitting shout erupted from Danika's mouth as she hit the steel chair back-first, filling the arena and drowning out the gasps of the crowd with ease! "AAAAHHHHHHHH!"

Danika had the wind knocked out of her and curled up on her side as she tried to recover... however she knew that was unlikely to happen as Jessica seemed even more ruthless than Danika herself was!

Jessica raised her arms in the air. The crowd didn't go wild of course but that wasn't the point. She had worked hard on her arms and wanted to show them off to the pathetic little twerps that filled the arena. The Samoa drop was only the appetizer and the main course was going to get rough. Jessica bent down again and prepared to reduce Danika to red mist.

Once again Jessica tried to pull Danika up in the air. This time, however, it would be a brain buster, if she could pull it off. The thought of Danika being helpless in the air was so damn appealing that Jessica just might hold her there for a hot second just so the Czech girl could realize the helplessness of her situation. Then she would be coming down onto the mat. Hard.

Danika was gasping for breath as Jessica held her up. Danika was still hurting and unable to fight back as she was suspended in the air by Jessica. "No no no no no...." she muttered to herself as she realized what was going to happen.

Her head crashed down on the mat, causing another scream of agony! Danika's ears rang and her head felt like it had split in half she was in so much pain! She cradled her head in her arms as she rolled onto her back, downright dazed and out of it from the force of the brainbuster! Danika's ears ringing and the pain reminded her that she was in a match.... other than that she was so out of it that she would have likely would not know where she is!