D.D. vs Eva Mayu

Eva kicked before the final count to break the pin, which caused Spectre to let out a low "Tch..." before she let go of the girl. She still wanted to fight, so it seemed, but Deirdre didn't have any problem with that. The albino got up to her feet and grabbed Eva's hair to force her up as well. Spectre would then try to place her hand on the girl's neck, lightly choking her before her other hand would join for a two handed choke. That seemed to get the crowds in uproar. They've seen this before, the pale skinned girl was setting her opponent for her finisher.

Spectre wasn't choking Eva too hard since her main intention was to slowly raise the girl to the air as she set her up for her Two-Handed Chokeslam finisher, Memento Mori. As she began to lift Eva up, Deirdre would glare into her opponent's eyes while gritting her teeth. Her expression was clear message to her opponent, she's finishing this up, unless Eva could somehow fight back before she was slammed to the mat.

Eva, in some ways, regretted kicking out of the pin. The strain in put on her ribs was excruciating. Not to mention tiring. She wondered if she still had enough energy to fight back against D.D. to pull some sort of miracle, let alone a win. If she could just get a moment to breath, she might just be able to come up with something. But still, D.D. wouldn't let up. With D.D.'s fingers in her hair, she slowly rose to her feet once again when her opponent dragged her up. Eva felt tired, and worn out, but she wasn't about to quit.

When D.D. put her hands around her throat, Eva let out a choked gasp. She didn't know what was coming, but she wasn't about to find out. In an act of desperation, Eva would kick out her leg, hoping to connect with D.D.'s gut. If she could simply get her away for even a second, that would be better than no rest at all.

"Guh!" the albino grunted with a rather surprised look as she felt the kick on her gut.

Spectre immediately released her choke and stumbled backwards as she doubled over. The pain was enough to make her fell on one knee and stunned her for a bit. She didn't think that Eva could still fight, and cursed herself for not choking the girl as hard as she could.

"Uughhh... grrr..." the pale girl let out as she gritted her teeth and held her gut while still kneeling on the mat.

Deirdre forced herself to get up and glared even more at Eva. A crazed grin soon appeared on her face before she began giggling again. Despite the pain and her slightly wincing expression, the albino was trying to make her opponent think that she's not that hurt, although she didn't move from her spot.

Eva was thankful that her kick connected. It gave her a brief moment to breath, and get her bearings. D.D. was obviously feeling the effects of her desperate kick. Clearly she had hit her mark pretty good if she got her to go down to one knee. But then she saw that look again. That crazy, psychotic look on D.D.'s face. She really was crazy. Even in pain, she just looked at her like she wanted to murder her.

Eva knew that now wasn't a good time to be intimidated. She had to act, and do it now. Ignoring the pain in her ribs, Eva would close the distance quickly between the, and go to deliver a knee strike to D.D.'s face, as hard as she could. If she managed this, she would fall to the mat herself, spent and exhausted, hoping to take the extra time it would hopefully grant her to get more energy back.

Spectre's eyes widened as she saw Eva closing in before she could full get up. She threw her arms in front of her face at the last second to reduce the impact of the strike, but her opponent still managed to send the albino flying a few meters away. The white haired girl groaned with her arms still crosed in front of her face as she lied on her back. The throb in her head starting to return even though she didn't take Eva's knee straight on with her face, and her arms were quite sore too now.

The silver lining was that her opponent didn't immediately follow up the strike with something else. It seemed like Eva was still pretty hurt too from all the beatings she gave her. That gave Deirdre some time to roll on her front and get up on all four. The albino panted as she slowly turned around to see her opponent fell on the mat as well, confirming her suspicion. Knowing that she needed to bring this girl down before she could turn the match over, Spectre's hand reached for the ropes to pull herself back on her feet. She would then start walking towards Eva carefully, slightly wobbling while keeping her glare on.

Eva knew she didn't have much time to relax and rest. Her knee strike hit hard, but D.D. managed to block it pretty well. And as much as Eva wanted to follow up, she wasn't ready to do anything big yet. As she laid on her back, her chest heaving up and down as she tried to get her breath, she stared up at the lights, trying to ignore the pain she felt. This match was hard, and exhausting so far. D.D. proved to be so much tougher, and crazier, than she thought initially. But even so, Eva had proved just as much that she was tough. After her first loss, which had been humiliating, she wanted to prove she was stronger than that. She had, in this match she proved she could put up a fight.

Eva rolled over onto her front, slowly getting to her hands and knees, only to see that D.D. had already managed to get up. She knew her knee strike wasn't going to be enough, especially since it was blocked. It was better than nothing though. But at the moment, Eva was in no shape to mount a good defense.

Spectre circled her opponent for a bit to conclude that Eva seemed to be in a slightly worse condition than her as it was. This might be a chance for her to put out the fight in this girl, or so she felt. With that in mind, the albino took a few steps backwards, before she would bounce herself off the ropes to propel herself towards her opponent. This attack could be risky given her own condition, but with her arms still hurt, she couldn't really use her punches or even her chokeslam finisher at the moment.

Once she closed down the distances between them, Spectre would try to slip to her opponent's side and jump at Eva before swinging herself to wrap her legs around the girl's head. The albino would then spin around a few times before she would attempt to bring Eva down with her [url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=69GU-PWh7Cw:17u9ug4v]Ghost Twister[/url:17u9ug4v], a new finisher she came up with, which was a Tilt-a-Whirl Headscissors Takedown. If she was lucky, she might landed on top on Eva which could be counted as a pin attempt.

Eva, being in as bad of shape as she was, not to mention being no position to properly defend herself, wasn't able to do much when D.D. came her way. Once her legs wrapped around her head Eva let out a slight scream as her opponent spun around for bit, until eventually, Eva's face was slammed into the mat hard. She laid on her front, unmoving after the harsh finisher. She wasn't out cold, but the pain combined with the shock of the moved had her so dazed that she could barely register what was going on at all anymore.

The moment they landed harshly on the mat, Spectre slumped on top of Eva, panting heavily as her head seemed to spin around. She knew that pull that finisher after taking a blow to the head, albeit an indirect one, would have rendered her dizzy at the very least. The crowds seemed to loved it, though, judging by the roar that was heard all over the arena, although the screaming only seemed to make Deirdre felt dizzier. She was breathing on top of Eva's chest, the throb in her head almost synchronizing with the girl's heartbeat. Still, as it was, she took down her opponent, and with her body on top of the girl, the ref slided to their side to began the count once again.

"One!

Eva barely responded with more than a slight groan as she was rolled onto her back once again, and the third pin attempt was given by D.D. Even though Eva wasn't out cold, she knew that there was no way of getting out of this one. After the first count, Eva just laid there, her head swimming in pain and her vision blurry.

"Two!" the ref called. Still, Eva gave no motion to try and break the pin. It was obvious that D.D.'s finisher hit it's mark perfectly, and Eva was in no shape to try and kick out.