Tension Debut! Blue Tessa vs Dave Blake POW Match!!

Dave let out a gasp when Tessa pulled him into the Triangle choke. Gasping for breath, he tried to pull her up with him, at least a few feet, so he could slam her down in a power bomb! If that didn't work, he had to make a grab for the ropes.

Pulled off the mat into the power bomb attempt, Tessa's eyes widened as she knew she'd be in a world of pain if she didn't react. Thinking fast, she'd bring her hands down to the mat, forming a headstand of sorts once more, before trying to release her legs, trying to almost cartwheel backwards onto her feet.

She prayed that she were quick, for the moment she released her legs, she would of been susceptible as anything for a quick manoeuvre by her foe.

The power bomb didn't go as planned, but Dave quickly realized Tessa gave him the best opening he could ask for! As soon as she bent back in a form of handstand, the young man wrapped his arms around her waist, so he was holding her upside down!

"Sweet dreams Tessa!" he managed to get out. Not giving her a single moment to react, Dave dropped down for a piledriver, drilling Tessa's head into the canvas! He dropped her body to the mat, reaching for the cuffs before she would get a chance to recover.

Looking back, Tessa probably should of taken the powerbomb. Hell, she was a bucky girl, she probably could of taken it and still maintained some form of choke, or at least probably manoeuvre it in some way to her advantage. But a pile driver position? She was going to eat mat. The only question was, how hard.

Holding out her arms, she'd find her head driven hard into them, which whilst somewhat preferable to a full on collision, still damn hurt. She'd roll once or twice, cringing in pain.

Dave heard the groan and laughed beside himself. She was still going after that blow? Man she was strong!

Getting up, he propped Tessa into a seated position before maneuvering behind her. He wrapped his legs around her midsection while his arms snaked around her throat in a deadly sleeperhold!
He tightened his grip, not wanting to let go, "Nap time beautiful!"

Dave gave a few hard yanks on the sleeper, hoping she was running out of gas at this point!

Rolling in a daze, Tessa soon found herself pulled into a reverse sleeper, a yelp escaping her lips. To make matters worse, she had legs keeping her in a strong position. Sitting in the hold for a while, she groaned, trying to control her breaths.

She'd soon fire desperate elbows back, fearing for her consciousness!

Dave grunted in pain, taking the shots, but still latching onto her like a stubborn thorn caught on a shirt. With each elbow, he tugged harder on the chokehold.

"I'm not giving up!" he said, as much to himself as to Tessa.

Starting to really struggle, Tessa knew if she didn't get out of it soon, she'd be out of a match. And out of a debut.

Pushing backwards on her legs, she'd hold onto those tightening arms around her neck. In a last desperate shot, with Dave's back to the canvas thanks to her hard push, she'd shoot her head back, trying to near break her foes nose!

At the exact same moment, Dave was just about to bash his head against hers in a headbutt! The ensuing clash knocked the boy out cold. His whole body went limp before falling behind her.

Given the fact that Dave's head was right to the mat, Tessa's head butt backwards resulted in absolutely 0 snap back from her foe, meaning that Tessa's own head took just as much force.

Already partially choked out to add, she lay still as well, her eyes rolling in the back of her head, her body thanking the let off of pressure by essentially going limp.