Chapter 77 (Harkor: Bloodbath)
*Sarah the Machine vs Cyclone Fuyuki*
After removing the piranha tank, the next woman approached the ring for the next match. She was a solidly built woman with short, blonde hair with blue streak. She had a blue tanktop that matched her jean shorts with a brown belt. Red gear tattoo on her right shoulder. She had black elbow pads, knee pads, and fingerless gloves, dark red boots, and a bandage around right thigh. The put on a determined look on her face when she got into the ring and waited for her opponent.
The next woman ran in faster than anyone could see. She stopped when she got into the ring so everyone could have a good look at her tan skin and slender figure. She had black hair flowing behind her and wore a blue two-piece with straps connecting the top to the bottom matching her sneakers and gauntlets with bladed claws.
The second woman raised her claws to the air, but when she turned her back, the woman with the gear tattoo caught her by behind and punched the back of her neck. She continued to beat down on the clawed woman before locking in a headlock.
DING-DING!
Jessica already called for the bell before making her announcement. "Well, it looks like someone wants to get this match started early! Our early bird is none other than the fearsome and robotic Sarah the Machine! No one ever said she was a fair sport, especially to her opponent who she had in her headlock, Cyclone Fuyuki! Fuyuki is wearing special gloves that come with their own blades, which could benefit the speedy gust in this Sadistic Madness match! In this match, before you pin your opponent or make them tap out, you have to make them bleed. No one gets down until a drop of blood is on that mat!"
Back in the ring, Sarah held onto Fuyuki's head tightly. To quickly escape, Cyclone Fuyuki reached her claws to Sarah's arm that held her. The Machine knew what was about to happen, so she let go before she could be cut. Fuyuki rolled away before facing her opponent again.
"What's the matter, gearhead?" Fuyuki asked. "Afraid of getting scratched?"
Sarah readied herself for the next attack, but what happened next was something she couldn't prepare for. When Fuyuki ran toward her, she sprinted so fast, that Sarah couldn't see her coming. She didn't even notice the scratch until after Fuyuki made it behind her. Sarah gritted her teeth in pain when she noticed the drips of blood coming out of her arm.
"Well, that didn't last you long." Cyclone Fuyuki taunted. "I don't want to end the match just yet. I haven't had fun yet."
Fuyuki extended her blades and ran forward. She was too fast to notice until Sarah was cut again. She felt the stinging scratches on her back. Fuyuki kept dashing at Sarah the Machine again and again cutting her with each pass. Even bits of Sarah's clothes were being torn off.
"Gotcha, bitch! Ooh! Almost had me there! Missed me! Too slow! Try again! My blades are sharper than you!"
It all ended when Sarah managed to catch Fuyuki by her throat and send her down in a throat slam.
With Cyclone Fuyuki down, Sarah the Machine grabbed ahold of her leg and applied a vicious figure-four leglock. Fuyuki yelled out while Sarah tightened even harder. The bladed girl tried to scratch her way out, but she couldn't reach Sarah's legs.
Eventually, Sarah the Machine released Fuyuki's leg. While Fuyuki was rolling on the mat tending to her leg, Sarah walked over to the corner and removed the top turnbuckle padding. Cyclone Fuyuki managed to get back up and rush forward to get Sarah from behind. However, the Machine sidestepped letting Fuyuki crash into the corner. She then grabbed Fuyuki by the back of her head and began bashing it to the exposed turnbuckle. Several bashes later, Cyclone Fuyuki was dizzy with a stream of blood creeping down her forehead.
Sarah the Machine dropped Cyclone Fuyuki down onto the mat and straddled her. She gripped her hair again and swung her fist down onto her face multiple times. Each punch made more blood shoot out of Fuyuki's face. The crowd counted with each strike. Once Sarah punched Fuyuki a tenth time, the bladed wrestler dropped her hands and Sarah took the chance to pin.
1… 2…
Cyclone Fuyuki not only kicked out, but she raked Sarah the Machine's eyes while she did that. Sarah screamed and stumbled backwards. Fuyuki grabbed both of Sarah's hands and put them in the ring ropes. She tied the ropes around her arms keeping Sarah in place. She tried to struggle, but she had no luck.
Cyclone Fuyuki raised her gauntlets and licked the middle finger blade. "It's bleeding time."
Thus began a painful scratching session with Fuyuki's blades. Each strike gave more cuts to Sarah the Machine who yelled with each scratch. Even more bits of Sarah's clothes were being cut off. She was eventually half naked. During the cutting, Cyclone Fuyuki kept laughing and taunted her.
"Machine? Is that what you are? Funny, I've never seen a machine bleed unless oil is red somehow! It's not as funny as your screams however! Keep screaming! I wanna hear your cries! I wanna see a machine shed tears! You're pathetic!"
Suddenly, Sarah the Machine had enough. She shot her foot upwards sending it deep right between Cyclone Fuyuki's legs. Fuyuki dropped her sadistic grin and was stunned at the impact. While she stood there to recover, Sarah took the time to slip through the ropes. She used the blood she was losing to slip out.
Sarah was just about ready to end the match. She ran to the side of the ring and bounced off the ropes. Fuyuki managed to recover, but not in time to notice Sarah until she connected with the spear. When Fuyuki dropped, Sarah grabbed ahold of her arm and applied a cross armbreaker. She also twisted Fuyuki's wrist to make it hurt even more. Eventually, it went to the point where Cyclone Fuyuki had no choice but to tap out.
DING-DING!
Jessica clapped sharing the audience's applause. "And your winner is Sarah the Machine! She and Fuyuki really made a mess of the ring! Unfortunately, we can't clean it or replace the turnbuckle until after the show is over, so it looks like our wrestlers will have to continue on!"
Sam limped out of the ring dripping tiny bits of blood from all over her body. She came across a member of the backstage staff.
"Are you okay, Ms. Hamilton? Should I call your sister? She is your emergency contact after…"
"No!" Sarah snapped. "Just get me to infirmary. I'll take over from there. Besides, I don't want to talk to Sam right now."
*Rahn vs Olga Valeria*
The next match was all set. The Hardkor staff left four tables at different sides of the ring. The first woman to come out was muscular with short, crimson hair with one large bang in the middle. She wore a red mask with black and yellow outlines and yellow eye graffiti. Her white gi top with reddish white outlines matched her gi pants that had a black belt around her waist. She also wore karate shoes and red and white armbands. She came to the ring seemingly without worry.
The next woman to come out was large with short, blonde hair. She walked into the ring wearing a Russian military police uniform. When she came into the ring, she removed her uniform revealing her muscular arms, a black tanktop, black cargo pants, and bandaged hands with Russian flag colors.
Jessica made her introduction into the match. "Ladies and gentlemen, we've got a couple of powerful and brutal fighters here right now! The woman in the mask is none other than a former champion of Crash with strength unlike any you've seen before! This is… Rahn! And the army woman happens to be a proud Russian from a powerful military police family! This is… Olga Valeria! These two will battle in a Flaming Tables match! The only way to win is for one of these monstrous ladies to set a table on fire before crashing their opponent right into it! Who is ready for this fight?" The crowd cheered. "Well, let's not keep you waiting!"
DING-DING!
"I vill break you!" Olga started off with a charge hoping to tackle her opponent. However, Rahn stopped her by colliding her knee right into Olga's face. The Russian fell over with Rahn towering above her.
"What was that about breaking me?" Rahn asked in a mocking tone.
Olga growled in anger before grabbing ahold of Rahn's ankle. She tripped her down before applying a Boston crab. She wretched very hard bending back Rahn's back. However, not a single painful groan was heard from Rahn, no matter how hard her opponent applied the hold.
Much to Olga's surprise, Rahn managed to escape by raising herself by her arms and loosening the Russian's hold allowing her to slip out. She rolled right to her feet and faced off against Olga again. The Russian quickly grabbed Rahn and held her up with a bearhug. It didn't last long as Rahn elbowed the back of Olga's head and held her in a guillotine hold before dropping her in a DDT.
Rahn picked Olga up and threw her to the ropes. When she rebounded, Rahn brought her down hard with a high-impact dropkick to her face. Rahn realized that now was the best time to get a table. She slid out of the ring and grabbed one of the tables at ringside. She returned into the ring and set the table up. She then found a box of matches tied at the bottom.
Rahn was about to grab the matches, but Olga grabbed her from behind before landing a German suplex. She then dropped her knee right at her head stunning the masked wrestler still for a few moments. Olga went on over to the table and grabbed the matches. She lit up a light and set the table on fire.
Olga grabbed Rahn's head picking her up by her feet. However, Rahn surprised her by hitting her hard with an elbow to her face. Olga grunted before delivering her own elbow. She attempted another one, but Rahn stepped backwards and countered with a kick to Olga's face, which made her angrier.
"I'LL KILL YOU!" Olga shouted. She managed to grab Rahn by the throat with both of her arms. She could've thrown her to the flaming table, but instead, she walked over to the ring ropes and tossed her to the floor outside.
Olga followed Rahn and gripped her hair. She picked her up before tossing her to the barricade that was covered in electrified barbed wire. The jolt made Rahn yell for a second before she fell down to the floor. But Olga wasn't done yet. She held onto Rahn's legs and threw her in a circle until her body crashed into the barricade again. The jolt made Rahn wince in pain. Olga picked Rahn up with a guillotine hold before lifting her body upwards. She marched a couple of steps before suplexing Rahn right at the ring floor.
Olga was satisfied as it looked like Rahn was lifeless. She picked Rahn up and threw her back into the ring. She then picked Rahn up in a torturous torture rack. The audience heard the sound of Rahn's back popping. Olga slowly made her way to the burning table ready to throw Rahn right into it. However, Rahn surprised her by rolling off Olga's shoulders and tossing her to the mat.
When Olga got back up, Rahn wasted no time in bombarding her with a rain of punches and kicks. Olga had no time to even follow them much less protect herself from them. In the end, when Olga was cornered to the turnbuckles, Rahn was using her as a punching bag. She ended the relentless assault with a punch to Olga's face. During the punch, Rahn slipped her thumb to poke at Olga's eye making the Russian yell out in painful frustration.
Rahn brought Olga up to the top turnbuckle sitting on it. While the Russian was caring for her injured eye, Rahn jumped on the top corner and stood right behind her. She brought Olga into a standing position before grabbing her body and lifting her up. With one strong force, Rahn tossed Olga into the mat over the table. During that, Rahn leaped over flying above Olga. In midair, Rahn sent a strong kick at Olga right above the flaming table. It dropped her father than a bullet letting crash right through the table. Upon impact, several bits of burned wood were scattered all over the ring.
DING-DING!
Rahn landed on her feet embracing her victory. Meanwhile, Jessica Jaclyn made her announcement. "What a fantastic finish! In an amazing finish, the winner is Rahn!"
The crowd cheered for Rahn who then went backstage.
*Roxy vs Stampede Steele*
After Olga was removed, the next match was set to begin. The first woman to make her entrance was a tall, toned woman with long, orange hair covered by a black peak cap. She also had on a midriff-revealing tanktop, black high-heel shoes, and red cutoff jean shorts. Lastly, she had a pair of handcuffs at her hip. She strutted into the ring and blew kisses to the crowd.
The next woman was a tall, fit woman with long, blond hair tied in braids covered by a brown cowboy hat. She had a blue ribbon around her left arm. She wore white forearm gloves with brown frills that matched her short top and her belt which had a golden center. Her blue pants had a super exposed front and back revealing her small, white bottoms. Lastly, she had a pair of brown cowgirl boots on. She ran into the ring doing a rope trick over her head until she got to the apron. She climbed over it and tossed her hat to the side.
"You all better prepare for this one! This is a Hangman's Horror match! The only way to win this little bout is to take a chain that we've tied to the steel ringposts and use it to choke your opponent to knockout over the ring ropes! In one corner, we have a foxy lady from the infamous Mad Gear gang! I give you… Roxy! And her opponent is a wild wrestler from the Wild West, a cowgirl who can make a hogtie a raging buffalo just for fun… Stampede Steele! Will it be the gangster who wins or the cowgirl?"
DING-DING!
Roxy prepared herself ready to grapple with her opponent. However, Stampede Steel had other plans. She picked up the rope she used during her entrance and tossed it over to Roxy's head. Once it was at her shoulders, she tightened the noose getting Roxy by surprise with a rope choke.
"YEE-HAW!" Stampede Steele exclaimed as she tugged hard at the rope. Roxy was pulled harshly over to Stampede who then kicked her stomach as she came in close. Roxy was stumbled backwards, but Stampede pulled her over to kick her again. She did it one more time before Roxy fell over on her back.
Stampede Steele removed the rope from Roxy's neck and tossed it to her original corner. She then picked Roxy up and tossed her to the ropes. When she rebounded, Stampede attempted a lariat, but Roxy ducked underneath the arm and bounced off the ropes behind her. Stampede Steele turned around, but she couldn't dodge it when Roxy hit her with a dropkick.
Stampede Steele fell to the bottom turnbuckle in a sitting position. That gave Roxy the opportunity to leap upwards and land her feet to stomp on the cowgirl's chest. That caused her to turn and rest her head at the middle rope next to her. Of course, that wouldn't stop Roxy from running to the ropes and spinning around them to kick at Stampede. Roxy jumped to the rope and stopped to pose for the crowd.
"Sorry, country girl," Roxy said preparing to jump, "But you snooze, you lose."
Roxy made a great leap. She flipped forward to land an elbow drop, but Stampede Steele rolled away at the last second. When Roxy slammed at the mat with her elbow, she grunted loudly.
"And you just snoozed." Stampede Steele said. She picked Roxy up by the arm she just slammed with and Irish whipped her to the corner. She grabbed the arm again and flipped herself over the ropes. She wrapped her legs around her captive arm and hung over the rope adding more painful pressure to the injury making Roxy cry out in pain.
After a long ten seconds, Stampede Steele released legs from around Roxy's arm and landed on the apron. She still had on to the arm which she wretched over the rope as she jumped down to ringside, Roxy cried out again holding onto her injured arm. While she did that, Stampede Steele reached under the ring for a weapon. Since this was Hardkor, there were a lot more weapons under the ring than steel chairs, tables, and bamboo swords. She was delighted when she selected a sledgehammer with the metal part wrapped in barbed wire.
Stampede Steele returned to the ring to swing her sledgehammer. However, Roxy saw it coming and took a step back to dodge it. Stampede swung again, but the gangster dodged once more. It happened one more time, but instead of dodging, Roxy ducked under the swing and countered with a sweep at the cowgirl's legs. Stampede Steele dropped the sledgehammer, but it was picked up by Roxy who then swung it right down at Stampede's stomach. It left a really big bruise and a few cuts upon impact which made Stampede Steele gasp in pain.
Roxy tossed away the sledgehammer and pulled out the handcuffs she had at her waist. She snapped them around Stampede Steele's ankles keeping her from moving them.
"There. That oughta keep you in place." Roxy said putting on a mischievous grin.
Roxy patted her elbow (not the one she injured, but the other one) and slammed it down at Stampede Steele's stomach. She did it once more before grabbing her by her arms and lifting her up to her feet. She dragged her over to the ropes and propped her on them. Roxy went to a corner and picked up a steel chain which she then proceeded to wrap around Stampede's neck.
Roxy began to squeeze Stampede Steele's neck, but it didn't last long. The cowgirl balled up her elbow and rammed it right into Roxy's stomach. When the gangster released, Stampede Steele used her chance to escape. She pushed herself upward with the top rope and kicked her handcuffs toward the nearest steel post. With great force, she was able to get the post to break the handcuff gain in half. Thankfully for her, that was also where she picked up her original rope.
Stampede Steele leaped back over the ring ropes and splashed herself right on top of Roxy. She picked her up and brought her over to stand on the apron. Stampede then used her own rope to tie Roxy's hands up through the ring ropes. Roxy couldn't move, which gave Stampede the opportunity she needed.
Stampede Steele picked up the steel chain and wrap it around Roxy's neck. She then kicked Roxy's legs off the apron letting her be hanged by the neck. She also planted her foot at Roxy's back to add more pressure. Roxy choked on the chain wrapped around her neck until she blacked out. The referee went to check on her before calling for the bell.
DING-DING!
Stampede Steele released Roxy's neck and gave a sexy pose for the cheering crowd. Jessica called for the winner while the Hardkor staff freed Roxy and carried her backstage.
"Sounds like Steele isn't just a tough-sounding name! Stampede Steele has won the Hangman's Horror match and she still looks good! For our next match, we'll be heading to a place that's outside of the arena!" She pointed at the Titantron.
*Xtrema Shorts*
Chibi Monica Everly shook her hands while sitting at her couch in front of her live audience. However, her guest, a Chibi version of Poison, didn't seem fazed.
Chibi Monica cleared her throat. "Well, that was certainly intense. One three more matches left, and I'm not so sure my heart can take one."
"I don't mind." Chibi Poison said. "I've had just as brutal matches back at Metro City. And Roxy has certainly gotten a lot tougher since I last saw her and I'm proud."
"Poison, everybody." Chibi Monica introduced. "She's here as my latest guest to answer all questions asked, both standard and personal. You ready, Poison?"
"I've got nothing to hide." Chibi Poison answered.
"Thank you. Now, first question… How long have you been wrestling?"
"Half a decade give or take. I tried to start my own wrestling promotion, but it didn't take much. Sometimes, I had to get in the ring myself just to excite the crowd. All that changed once I've managed big guys like Hugo."
"Do you have any dream opponents?"
"Not necessarily. I'll take on anyone."
"How do you feel about your fans?"
"All I care about is winning. Sure, I depended on them when I need an audience, but nothing more than that."
"What's the toughest match you've had so far?"
"Well, one time, when I was managing for Hugo, I booked the big lug for a match against Rainbow Mika. Of course, the oaf didn't think she'd be a girl and got to embarrassed to get in the ring against her, so I kept the match going by going in his place. That was probably the toughest match I've had."
"What do you do for fun?"
"I like cruising around town on my motorcycle."
"What do you think makes a great wrestler?"
"Crush your opponent and make a good show out of it."
"Do you have any interests besides wrestling?"
"Well, I have managed a rock band once."
"Well, now, onto the personal questions, all asked by Awesome ax10. First, do you still keep in contact with your old Mad Gear gang buddies?"
"Sure, every once in a while. Not much of intelligent conversation, but it is good to see how they're doing now."
"Who's tougher to manage, Hugo or Diana Diaz?
"That's a very tough call. On one hand, Hugo has bricks for brains, but on the other, Diaz is a butch bitch who treats me as a tool. I'm thinking about dumping her and taking my chances with someone else in Xtrema. The question is, who?"
"Tell us about your experiences competing in world tournaments?"
"Well, I mostly just managed Hugo unless I had to step in. And when I did, I did great. Sure, I didn't exactly make it to the semifinals, but I always did come close, and Hugo was even closer."
"How do you feel about the confusion people have regarding your gender?"
"UGH! I've always hated that! I know there are many theories on my true gender, but I'm more woman than anyone else! The fact that people are still making a big deal out of that when describing my character is insulting!"
"Well, that's all the questions we have right now. Thank you, Poison. And as for you, dear readers, if you have any question for any of Epiclot214's OCs, don't be afraid to ask us and we'll answer when we get around to it. Only one more chapter for the Hardkor Bloodbath PPV. Let's hope no one dies. Any and all comments are welcome."