The Juggernaut Cicilia vs. The Mighty Yukiko

Cicilia paused as Yukiko reminded her about the rules of the match, her sanguine eyes flicking over to the tables outside the arena. Aw damn. She was right. SHE HAD COMPLETELY forgot! What was she doing, squeezing the life out of this woman when she could throw her overboard and with the match already? Yukiko seemed to be having similar thoughts because her hands came around, SMACKING into the German's ears, discombobulating her with a sudden and sharp *CRASH*! Well... that was unexpected. Cicilia's arms instantly unwound from around the pink-headed wrestler as they shot up to her ears instead, her eyes blinking rapidly as if to dismiss the shock of the sound!

"W...What...?" She hissed, stumbling back from her opponent as she tended to herself on reflex! Bad move, Cicilia... bad-bad-bad... She recognized that she had put herself in an unfortunate position by letting Yukiko go like that but it wasn't like she could recover! The shock delivered by that clapping of ears... That wasn't something she could just shake off! It was like a gun had been fired right next to her head or something.

Stunned, nearly all the Juggernaut's defenses were stunted and weak, leaving the Mighty Yukiko with any number of ways to deliver retribution! With her arms lowered and her senses dulled, for the moment, Cicilia was a sitting duck! She raised her head to stare numbly at her brightly-colored rival, hesitant to take a step lest she stumble and fall over! Everything felt faded in the few seconds her disorientation would last, like she were living in a ghost-world...

"D-damn it..." She cursed, aggravated by the STUPID mistake that got her caught in the first place. "I... deserved that..."

Mighty Yukiko's actions were swift, the second her boots hit the canvas again she was already on the move. There was but a slight hesitation in movement from the pain and getting used to moving with it, but the seasoned veteran was quick to brush it off for the moment, and close the distance between the two.

Moving right in towards Cicilia and then suddenly darting to the side and ducking low, trying to slip in behind Cicilia as she would wrap her arms around the waist of the buxom raven haired woman. Hugging that waist tightly from behind as she would pull Cicilia in close before suddenly trying to take the woman off of her feet.

With a yank and heave upwards, she would throw herself backwards into a bridging position and in the motion aim to slam Cicilia down as painfully as she could, shoulders and neck first for a German Suplex! A fitting move to hit on the German Boxer of all people!

In her stunned state, Cicilia couldn't possibly react fast enough to Yukiko's counter-attack, let alone defend herself! She was kinda shocked that the Pinkette could recover so fast from her back-squeezing that she'd be able to go on the offense like this but maybe it was her second wind kicking in. Whatever the reason, the opportunity presented itself for the colorful wrestler, allowing her to slip behind Cicilia and deliver upon her revenge in the form of a German Suplex! Cicilia would've laughed at the cruel irony had it not been so utterly jarring, her neck slamming into the floor of the ring first!

"NNNGuh..." She groaned as her eyes dulled slightly upon impact, the attack sending a SHOCK of burning agony all the way down her back and sickening her stomach! That wasn't a good sign... Once nausea began to set in, it meant that exhaustion was soon to follow if it hadn't already. She didn't need her muscles to burn to know that. Her skin was beaded with sweat, her reaction dulled and, as a result, it would be so much harder to recover... Speed was EVERYTHING when you were down... If you couldn't get up or move to a favorable position fast enough then you will be exploited yourself! This was why it was so important for Cicilia to maintain the control of her fights. Once she got tired, she could do very little to fight back besides flail slowly and angrily! She wasn't at that point just yet... but it was approaching.

With a loud grunt, she she attempted to pull herself from the vulnerable position she was left in by that German suplex and, if she succeeded, she would flop over on her side heavily. Her chest would rise and fall heavily as she attempted to push herself back up, her jaw clenched angrily as the pain fed into it... not enough for any significant dose of adrenaline to help her along.

Mighty Ukiko's German Suplex worked just as she had planned, slamming the woman down and hitting her with that slam, after a second or two the raven haired German would shift over onto her side and break Yukiko's grip of her waist, panting a little before rising up, the pink haired fighter decided to take a hold of Cicilia right away.

Not willing to let the boxer recover or catch her breath as she would attempt to pull Cicilia up by her right arm, up to her feet and facing away from the turquoise clad fighter. The Colorful veteran would then try and pull one arm of Cicilia's behind her back in a hammerlock position, keeping it gripped tightly with her right hand upon Cicilia's left wrists. She'd turn Ciclia around so they were facing one another and try to pu that head in under her left armpit, before Yuikiko would try and lift Cicilia up high into the air, turning her around and dropping down onto her rear while she'd slam Cicilia down onto her back in between her legs. Trying to go for a sitout hammerlock suplex upon the German Boxer!

Cicilia grunted heavily as she was hauled back up to her feet and jerked around, her arm forced behind her back in a hammer-lock. Enough... She wasn't going to let herself be controlled like this... Not any longer! If Yukiko wanted to keep tossing her around like this? She was going to have to BEAT that honor out of Cicilia like a pinata! Once Yukiko spun her around to face her, the German boxer suddenly threw her head forward, SLAMMING her forehead into Yukiko's face, making her pay for getting this close! Should this counter attack send such a shock through the pink-haired wrestler that she should let her go, Cicilia would suddenly rip her arm free from her opponent's grasp, curl it into a fist and RAM it into her jaw!

The battle would seem to go back and forth between, The German;s thuggish strength duking it out against Yukiko's formidable technique! The Juggernaut would've never thought to go for suplexes and grapples the way her rival exploited them. It just wasn't in her nature to be so... Indirect. Similar, from what she had witnessed, that her rival was much more dexterous and agile than she was. It was almost like an argument to see which fighting style would reign supreme between the two of them... Which strong, sweaty, beautiful wrestler would take the gold home in this fight.

Should her punch connect, Cicilia would reach out again and grab at Yukiko's hair near the top of her head, pulling her in close under her arm, similar to what Yukiko was trying a moment ago! Locking her neck under her arm, the German would suddenly jerk back, Slamming her target head-first into the floor of the ring, hopefully knocking some fight out of her!

Mighty Yukiko would turn Cicilia around to face her and suddenly take a surprise headbutt for her efforts, grunting out in surprise as she almost stumbled back a step only for Cicilia to clock her right in the jaw with another strike to her face, snapping it to the side. " Uugh!" Mighty Yukiko grunted out in pain, stumbling back a step.

She wasn't going to let the momentum shift this easily, Cicilia was strong fighter and she hit like a damn truck, which was why she knew that she had to make sure that the German boxer didn't get into control. As she felt her hair being grabbed. Yukiko's own fist came up, looking to slam right into Cicilia's face and then follow it up with a knee straight to the woman's gut! Trying to stun and daze the raven haired woman.

Before she'd try and use Cicilia's own tactic against her and attempt to grab a hold of that head of the raven haired woman and pull it in under her armpit, only to try and throw herself backwards and try and spike Cicilia's head with a nasty DDT!

Well... That was unexpected. Yukiko lashed out with a punch of her own, apparently taking a page out of the German's rulebook... and then backhanding her with it! Cicilia blinked, shocked as she felt the Japanese wrestler crack her fist across her jaw, hardly expecting her to do something so... brutish. But that wasn't all the pages Yukiko had learned from, however as she JAMMED a knee into Cicilia's gut, her sanguine eyes shooting wide as she involuntarily buckled under the power of that blow!

"G...guh..." She coughed, unable to defend herself as she felt an arm wrap around the back of her neck, a feeling she had hoped her opponent would instead feel. It was kinda surreal, the opponent seeming to read your mind and use your very own tactics against you... Especially when her opponent's strength was so similar to hers... Her colorful counterpart's strikes stunned like a charm, leaving Cicilia open to the DDT that was meant for Yukiko!

"GGGGK!" She grunted as her head was SPIKED into the floor of the ring, the rest of Cicilia's body flopping down back first soon after. Her eyes clenched shut, her buxom chest rising and falling heavily, Cicilia lay there almost helplessly. Sweat beaded her pale white skin as her hands rose slowly to her face, cupping it as if that would lessen the pain and vertigo caused by that treacherous DDT...

"Rrrrgh..." She groaned softly.

Yukiko's one two combo managed to stun and get Cicilia to comply as she then spiked that head of the raven haired fighter as she would hit her DDT, hearing the loud groans and grunts of the buxom German as the pink haired fighter would rise up towards her feet. Looking down at the black clad fighter!

The Mighty One would look down and then step in beside Cicilia. Going in for a jump as she would flip backwards and attempt to land across the woman's chest with a standing Moonsault, attempting to take advantage of the stunned German boxer as she tried to go for a bit of a highflying action in attempting to squash her opponent underneath her.

So far Cicilia had proven herself to be quite the competitor, but if there was one thing that Yukiko had discovered it was that the German was rough around the edges no doubt.

It wasn't any secret Ciclia was a bit inexperienced when it came to this sport. The tactics she used spoke for themselves, her main reliance on being a complete steam-roller. She'd freely admit that she needed more training if she was really going to win big, to take the belt as champion of this place and then move on to bigger and better tournaments... That's what these matches were supposed to be: Training. Also her income and popularity boosters but all the same, what she had been working up too was clearly starting to come up short when it came to Yukiko! While Cicilia had shown her hand early of what she could (or was willing to) do, the pink-haired wrestler still had some tricks left she had yet to show off!

Cicilia slowly opened her eyes, pushing herself up on her forearms only to see the harrowing sight of her opponent standing beside her, back to her in preparation for a flip. With them this close, there wasn't nearly enough time for the juggernaut to escape, let alone defend herself as the woman came crashing down on top of her, the graceful flip disguising a very painful painful impact!

"GAH!" She spat as the other woman came down on top of her, their chests smashing into one another, their bodies impacting with a hearty "SMACK* Yukiko was standing all atop the heirarchy, starting to solidify her position as the carrier of this match and yet... the Winning condition hadn't even been considered yet between the combatants beyond recognizing it's existence. The tables had yet to be set up for the breaking, lingering outside the in anticipation for the wrestlers.

Cicilia hissed as she felt the heat of burning exhaustion dance along her ribs and down her sides, finding it... less than easy to breath with both her muscles stressed and this woman laying atop her! But then... There wasn't much she could do just yet. She needed a moment. Just to breath, to recover... SOMETHING... And it didn't seem the pinkette would give her such a luxury!

Hitting the standing moonsault, Yukiko's frame crashed down right into the frame of Cicilia and hitting her with a hard move. The impact seemed to have left Cicilia somewhat docile for the moment as the colorful Yukiko would move up towards her feet, pushing up off of Cicilia as she would decide to reach down for the dominant arm of the German Boxer.

She was going to start to bring this match into the stages where one could potentially finish things off. She was sure that Cicilia wasn't done yet, but in a tables match, the slightest hiccup could spell your end. So it was time to bring about the tables. Pulling Cicilia up to her feet as she would then suddenly decide to send Cicilia running towards the ropes with an Irish Whip!

Yet, she didn't wait. Instantly running off after Cicilia as she would try and close the distance, so when Cicilia's body hit the ropes. Yukiko would try and come in with a clothesline to Cicilia's neck to try and hit her and tip her over the ropes and out of off the ring!