Debut! Amelia Momo vs. Alexander Vladimir (Cancelled)

Amelia tried to gather her senses as she hung there on the ropes, helpless in the corner. This wasn't working out the way she was hoping it would at all. Then again, what could she do against someone so large? It seemed hopeless.

When she heard him call to her, and warn her, she felt a bit of panic run through her. If he rammed her, he would likely crush her, maybe break a few ribs in the process. She couldn't let that happen, but she couldn't muster the strength to move. And then an idea hit her. It was her only chance. As he came charging at her, she would remove her arms from the ropes and let herself fall to the mat, hoping that he would crash into the now empty corner, and give her a small chance to recover.

Alex yelled as he charged forward towards Amelia. It was a sure hit. He probably had no idea that he was coming for her, even though he warned her. He was going to feel flesh as he impacted with her stomach and her screams of pain. Yes...he could picture it. He closed his eyes just for a moment. That....was a mistake. Instead of hitting soft area....it seemed like Amelia hard turned into a wall. what Alex had hit was the metal pole, the metal turnbuckle wedge deep between his shoulder and neck. "UGH!!!" He grunted out painfully. He fell to teh ground, grasping his shoulder in sheer pain. It almost felt like he had broken his collar bone or his arm had popped out of his socket. None the less...the pain burning within his rotary cuff. As he laid their tending to his wound...he had no idea that Amelia, having literally fallen out of the way of his attack, was laying right behind him.

Amelia would have smiled if she wasn't hurting so much, when she heard the sound of Alex crashing into the corner, and screaming in pain. She couldn't believe it, she actually got him to fall down. After her knee to his gut did nothing, she doubted anything she did would do any good. But it seemed she had a usuable tactic; make him hurt himself. With a grunt of pain, she started to crawl to the ropes, and used them to haul herself to her feet. It hurt like hell, but she needed to stand. Looking over at the downed Alex, she got another idea. Grinning to herself, she would run at her opponent, and aim a running dropkick at his hurting shoulder, hoping to do more damage than she had already managed to do.

Alex clutched his shoulder in pain. Damn this hurt. How could he have been so careless. This was suppose to be a walk in the park...but he ended up getting way to cocky. Now he was paying for that dearly. He didn't pay much attention to what was going on around him as he tried to haul himself back up to his feet. Due to his weight and large frame though...he had a slow time just getting up right. Then he suddenly feel something that jabbed into hurt shoulder. "GAHHH!!!" the Russian yelled in pain as he was leveled back to start, his eyes closed; face scrunched in red hot pain . He looked back over his shoulder, glaring intensely at whoever had done the attack. It was Amelia. He showed his teeth as his anger level rose. "Y-you bitch!!"

Amelia nearly let out a squeel of happiness when her dropkick landed, causing him to scream out in even more pain. She was winning! And it was her first match. Before she could even consider letting herself get carried away though, she got back to her feet, though it was still a small struggle, and grinned at Alex.

"Yep, I'ma bitch. A bitch's whos gonna make you tap! Tehe~!" Amelia would walk over to Alex. She had to focus on his shoulder. At the moment, it was her best chance to keep her upper hand. When she arrived at the corner, she would aim a kick at his shoulder. If it was successful, she would kick it again and again, hoping to get him weaker and wear with each kick.

Alex growled in anger in frustration as she took his words and threw them right back at him. Regardless, he couldn't afford to dwell on those words. He needed to get back up and fast! He slowly struggled back up to a seated position as continue to hold his shoulder with his other arm. Amelia was at all about to make it easier for him to get though as she targeted his shoulder from the corner. "GUHHRR!!" The Russian grunted with teh first hit. He tried powering through the next few ones as he go to one knee...but it harder and harder with each kick. They were hurting him like the drop kick...but anything that irriated his hurt shoulder as going to be painful. "Uh....Grr.....Augh! Ugh!" Another 4 hits went by...and he was annoyed beyond his current limit. Letting go of his hurt shoulder he went to grab Amelia's ankle as she was going for the 5th kick. He glared up at her. "HAhhh! Got you now bitch!" He grinned at her.

Amelia was seriously enjoying this. She was taking advantage of the big man, and seemed to be doing it with ease! Was he really this weak? Was it as simple as just knocking him down once, and then it was all a piece a cake from there? It seemed that way. As she stomped down on his shoulder, she smiled as she heard him scream, confirming that the kicks were indeed taking their tole. Her cheer wouldn't last long however, when she felt him grab her ankle, with a tight grip. She gritted her teeth, it hurt more than one would expect. She tried to pull her foot away, but his grip was far too tight. She didn't know what he had planned, , so she braced herself for what was surely to come.

Alex chuckled loudly now that he had Amelia by her ankle. He could now turn the tables back to his favor. He he slowly rose back to his feet, he could feel as she struggled against him and saw the frustration in her face being that his grip was far to great for her to break. "I must admit...your pretty smart in order to get me this hurt so early in the match. But you will have to try harder than that!!" He then gripped her leg a bit harder and forcefully pushed her backwards into the turn buckle. Disregarding his shoulder for a moment, he lean down and charged at Amelia with the his good shoulder, hoping to this time dig it deep into her abs while crushing her against the turn buckle. It would not be as powerful as him charging at her from the center of the ring, but it would surely do some sort of damage.

Despite all of her effort, Amelia couldn't get her foot free from his grasp. She immediately felt the same fear she felt when her knee to his gut had failed all over again. She knew this was going to end bad. When he pushed her back into the corner, she let out a grunt as she felt the padded metal slam against her spine. The force of it drove the air from her lungs, and kept her from reacting fast enough to dodge his next move. "GUAHHH!!!" she screamed when his shoulder buried into her mid section. She felt like her ribs could have broken from the force of it, and her lungs burned from all of the air she expelled. When his shoulder was removed, she slumped down in the corner, sitting against the bottom turnbucking, struggling to pull even a little breath. In this position, she knew she was in trouble, but she couldn't seem to muster the strength to move. She needed time to recover, and she knew she didn't have much.

Alex could feel his attack go deep into Amelia abs as he more or less pushed her off her feet while crushing her against the pole. As he retreated he watched as she slumped like a rag doll against the bottom of turn buckle. He chuckled a bit...but now he had a chance to fix his hurt arm. He felt it. It seemed dislocated slightly. Alex gritted his teeth a bit from his previous mistake. Grabbing his arm he quickly forced it to go back into it's socket with a sickening POP!" GRRAugh!" He yelled a bit from the pain, but as soon as it sub-sided he started to rotate it in so he could get some feeling back. The stretching out still hurt, but knew that this was necessary in order to continue the match and not have her get a submission on him....although now that could be a spot that she could target. He glared down at her and huffed slightly. "Ow....that really hurt....I guess i shouldn't of taken you so lightly shouldn't I...hehe...well...time for some payback!" He said to her as he went to go grab for her hair. He was thinking about working certain parts of her body down....first would be abs/ or back....her core in general then her legs....and so on....it was those 3 body parts that still could pose a threat to him. It he was successful in grabbing her hair, he would throw her back into the turnbuckle...using that at his advantage. Lowering himself into a brawler stance, he would take specific jabs to certain areas of her ab region such as the sides, front and middle...stopping after 4 hits before continuing.