AV 18 Hardcore Championship - Jessica Wright (c) vs Orboro Scarlett

Jessica was not stopping. She was not sure if it was adrenaline or if it was pure hatred, but the Violent Violet was not stopping. Not even taking a second to give herself time to rest, Jessica popped up and loomed over Oboro once more. She surged forward towards the red-clad woman and bent down. Oboro was down, but Jessica knew that she was not going to be down for long. So she was going to take the match to her.

She tried to pick Oboro up from the ground and erected her hated opponent. She was behind her now, and she was going to use that to her advantage. Jessica's strong arms were wrapped around Oboro's waist, and she lifted the woman up. Then, she stuck her knee out. Jessica was going for an atomic drop, a move that was as painful as it was humiliating.

Even after rolling herself to her side, Oboro was unable to prevent Jessica from pulling her back up. Her entire body was aching from the suplex earlier, and Oboro struggled to regain her bearing in order to fight back. But at the moment, Jessica would be able to do whatever she wanted as she set her up for a move, and Oboro recognized what her opponent was trying to do. But she was unable to stop her in time as she was then lifted up after having Jessica's strong arms wrapped around her waist before she landed on Jessica's knee tailbone first in an atomic drop!

"AARRGHHH!!!"

Oboro screamed out in pain as she fell forward after taking the atomic drop, landing in an undignified fashion onto the mat, pain focused on her rear end. The pain had numbed her mind, and it was a very humiliating experience for the red-clad woman. At the moment, she was helpless before the current hardcore champion, who would certainly take advantage of her stunned state.

Jessica stood back a little bit and just breathed for a second. This woman had stripped and humiliated her, and now she just nailed the woman right in her crotch. She smiled for a second at the thought of it, but the smile quickly faded. This match was not over. Not even close. This woman could take a lot of punishment, must have been able to, and Jessica had not even made her bleed yet. She clenched her fist as she approached the woman, all business in demeanor and of mind. She bent down once more to pick her red-clad opponent up from the ring. But this time, she had no intent of leaving her in the ring.

In one fell swoop, she would attempt to pick her opponent up and into a fireman's carry. The Violent Violet would quickly scuttle over to the side of the ring, and throw the woman outside of it entirely. All of the fun stuff was going to be under the apron, so it only made sense that Jessica should be out there as well. If she were able to pull it off, she would slide under the bottom rope and kick Oboro while she was down. Just to rub it in.

Oboro was not having a good time at the moment after taking the atomic drop from Jessica. She groaned on the mat as she nursed her aching part that took the hit earlier. And Jessica didn't seem to be planning to leave her be and let her recover as she approached her before she went to pick her up, putting her into a fireman's carry. She didn't know what her opponent was planning, but she sure knew that whatever it was, it was something bad for her.

And sure enough, Oboro found herself being carried to the side of the ring before she was tossed outside. "UGGHH!!!" She landed on the barely-padded floor outside the ring before lying in a heap. She groaned in pain as she tried to get her mind back in order, but the kick from Jessica after she followed her outside made it difficult. Now that they were outside the ring, Jessica would be able to use the objects under the ring that would serve as weapons for her in this match.

Jessica looked down at Oboro, and tried to assess the situation as best she could. This was a hardcore match, and Jessica had just pulled off a series of non-hardcore moves. Her purple eyes were moving quickly as she tried to estimate whether or not the series or non-hardcore part of the equation was the dominant one. Every second that ticked by was a second wasted, something the Violent Violet could ill afford if she intended to leave with the belt around her waist. So Jessica figured that she would risk it all. She took off to the apron as quickly as she could. The Violent Violet counted herself lucky that she was so close.

Immediately, she groped underneath it and found something hard. When she pulled Excalibur from the stone, she found that she had discovered a steel chair. With a smile, she returned to Oboro. Both arms were raised high as Jessica held the chair aloft for a second, letting the world know what was about to happen. The Violent Violet brought the weapon down with great and sudden force, aiming for center mass!

Oboro was lying on the floor, groaning in pain after being thrown out of the ring by Jessica, who could continue with her vicious onslaught. While Oboro struggled to get her mind in order, Jessica went to look for a weapon from under the ring. Due to her focusing on her own recovery, Oboro was unable to stop her opponent from looking for the weapon that she could use on her. A hardcore match like this wouldn't be complete without the usage of weapons and tools, and both women were aware of the fact.

When Jessica pulled out a steel chair from underneath the ring like a magician pulling a rabbit out of a hat, Oboro had already rolled herself over to her side, and she struggled to get herself onto her hands and knees, focusing on trying to get on all four. But her progress was too slow for her liking, and in the midst of her recovery, Jessica was already upon her, holding the chair aloft before swinging it down, hitting her at her body with such ferocity that could break an ordinary woman in half.

"AAARRGHH!!!" Oboro screamed out in pain as she slumped against the floor. This was hardly the first time she received such a painful strike, but it certainly would be enough to keep her down. Gritting her teeth, she would try to continue pushing herself up, hoping that Jessica would bid her time to deal the second strike. At the same time, despite the pain clouding her mind, Oboro kept on trying to come up with a plan to counter her angry opponent, who was still armed and dangerous at the moment.

Clang. The sound of the metal chair slamming into Oboro's back rattled around the place, and Jessica snickered. She imagined thousands of fans jumping up from their feet from their couches. She imagined the terrible pain that Oboro must have been feeling. She imagined a thousand more ways to cause all sorts of harm to the red-clad woman in front of her, and she took a step forward. That was a good move, but Oboro was getting up. That was something that she could not abide. Oboro was going to have to learn that the only place anyone else should be in around the Violent Violet was at her feet.

Jessica pivoted a little bit so that she could get just the right angle. She raised the steel chair up again, but was far more decisive with where it went this time. The Violent Violet was aiming for Oboro's head. It didn't matter to her that the steel chair was now slightly bent, hell, that probably made it hurt worse. Moreso because Jessica was going at this with everything that she had!

"Fuck you!" She shouted as she went through the the blow.

Oboro was struggling to get up despite the pain that she was currently experiencing. She gritted her teeth, enduring the agonizing sensation as she would focus on trying to get back up. But it seemed that Jessica wasn't going to let her do that as she prepared herself for her next strike, still using the steel chair that was already slightly bent thanks to the hit that she had dealt on the older woman earlier.

Oboro was so focused on her trying to get up that she was unable to see Jessica's next attack. Jessica was aiming for her head, and Oboro was struck by her opponent's vicious attack. "AARGHHHH!!!!" The older woman cried out in pain, her entire world shaking from the impact. Thanks to the hit, she could no longer proceed with her attempt to get back up as she fell down onto the mat, her body twitching as she brought her hands onto the spot where she was hit.

Still, she gritted her teeth, letting out a defiant growl as she would try to shuffle away from Jessica, hoping to buy herself some time in order to recover. The hit to her head seemed to have done quite a number on her, and every second was precious to her if she ever wanted to stand a chance against the brutal woman whom she was facing at the moment.

Jessica held the chair off to the side after she was done with her blow, wanting to see the full effect of what she had done. It was a fruitless task really, as someone with as little empathy as Jessica could not feel another's pain even in an emotional sense, and her motives were far less altruistic. No, Jessica wanted to peer into Oboro's skull to marvel at the throbbing pain that she must have just caused. It was borderline miraculous to her that Oboro was still awake.

But they don't let wusses into hardcore matches, let alone the title fight. And Jessica still had to make Oboro bleed.

With that in mind, she tossed the chair to the side, far from Oboro's reach, and faded to the side of the ring. She was hoping that her outstretched hand would find yes there it is a little velvet bag that made a rustling sound as it emerged from under the ring. Jessica quickly returned to where the action was, but not before spreading the tacks that she had just acquired all over the area.

"Will you cry if you go in face first?" Jessica taunted.

Oboro's head was throbbing from the chair shot, and she struggled to get away from Jessica to buy herself enough time to recover. But even though she was in a less than ideal condition, she could still hear the sound of the steel chair being tossed away by Jessica, which indicated that her opponent might be using another approach to attack her. Her unfocused eyes could see Jessica slipping out of the ring for a bit before she returned with something. She had no idea what it was, but it had to be something more dangerous than that steel chair from before.

When she heard the sounds of tacks being poured down onto the mat, her eyes widening, realizing what Jessica's plan was. But she quickly regained her bearing, knowing that showing fear now would make things worse for her. Oboro had moved herself a few feet away from Jessica, and despite her headache, she would start getting herself back up onto her feet. When she hear that taunt from Jessica, Oboro just scoffed before she retorted with a taunt of her own.

"It won't be any worse than when I drive a handful of them to your cunt..." Oboro replied defiantly as she would get herself back up onto her feet, preparing herself to face Jessica again despite all the tacks being spread all over the mat.