Songbird vs Siena

Siena made her way down to the ring. She smirked to the left and right as she continued to get booed by the many spectators surrounding the aisle. She seemed to love being reviled.

She slid into the ring and walked to her corner before pacing back and smirking up the aisle, interested to see who would be coming down to fight ehr now.

Suddenly, a loud sound like a big stomp filled the entire stadium and the crowd was scared the heck out of them. Suddenly, an explosion of black smoke came from 5 feet close to the ring. Once it was clear, Paramore's "That's What You Get" began to play and there stood a girl with pink and white hair. Her clothing consisted of a dark shining pink sleeveless zippered suit with the collars covering the bottom of her face, long black fingerless gloves, and black army boots. She looked at Siena with a pure determination on her face as she jumped and kept her balance on the top rope before front flipping into the ring.

As she looked at Siena, she raised one eyebrow in a response to the strange attire she was wearing: a blank tank top, tight jean shorts, and being barefoot.

To Siena's eyes, Songbird looked like some little fairy type. She raised an eyebrow at her and then put her hands on her hips and laughed her ass off.

"What the fuck? Am I fighting someone from the land of Rainbow Brite tonight?"

She obviously figured she must be some sort of weakling and would arrogantly walk up to Songbird intending to shove ehr roughly in the chest to see if she could knock her down.

Songbird smiled under her gag as she heard Siena's mocking comment. "Please, is that the best joke you got? That was pathetic." She saw Siena going up to her to shove her off, but when Siena would put her hands in front of her, Songbird would grab them both and twist them in the opposite direction. Then she would jump and backflip kick Siena in the face.

Siena gasped as Her arms were grabbed. And then Songbird nailed her with the dropkick to the face that nailed her flat on ehr back. Siena sat up in shock dabbing at her face. The she gave a feral scream and recklessly charged at Songbird in a fierce tackle hoping to gra her by the scruff and take her down.

But Songbird had other plans. As Siena charged at her, Songbird would grab her left arm and trip her down on her stomach. Then, she would begin an armlock. "Man, you can't even move as fast as your mouth."

Siena was tripped and landed facedown and then Songbird would be able to armlock her. At this point Siena was more pissed off tha hurt.

"Rgrrrrr!!!"

She grit her teeth angrily trying to look left and right as her arm was locked on her back and tried to reach back blindly with her free hand.

Songbird saw that this move was coming along smoothly, but she saw Siena's free hand. So, she would grab that other hand and put it behind her back. And while she would sit on both of her hands, Songbird would also grab Siena's bare feet, put them above her left arm, and bend them forward, causing much pain.

Siena groaned in pain as Songbird pinned her hands and then bent one of her scrawny legs forward. However at this early point in the match, Siena was more angry then helpless and she would try to thrash around as much as possible under Songbird to make the hold hard to maintain for long.

Songbird released the hold and got off of Siena, but she wasn't through yet. She would grab Siena's legs and pulled them to the center of the ring. She would then use her right leg to step on the back of Siena's toes of her right foot really hard and she would grab the other foot and would raise it up.

"If I would give my opinion, your black shirt and jean shorts are definitely in style, but your bare feet has left you wide open for pain."

With that, she would begin twisting her foot in an ankle lock.