Helen lay in bed naked and smiling widely as she raised her arms and grabbed the headboard above her head, stretching her magnificent body. Her large chest heaved up and down as she tried to catch her breath, her skin glistening from her own perspiration. As Helen panted, a large bump in the bedsheets ruffled below her until finally Fire emerged from beneath them, sweating profusely. She crawled up and placed one hand on either side of Helen's body before leaning forward, giving Helen a soft though passionate kiss.
Helen returned an uninspired kiss, obviously not interested in pursuing Fire's unspoken request for some reciprocal passion. The same thing had happened the night before too. Fire had spent the night worshipping Helen's body, but once Helen had gotten what she wanted, she simply turned and fell asleep. And now, the next morning, Helen once again had no intention of going any further. Fire stared back at her in disbelief for a few moments, but then finally pulled away and sat on the side of bed, dejected.
This is what their relationship had become. Fire would satisfy Helen's needs while her own needs continually went unattended to. She had been so excited when Helen agreed to stay the night, but as she sat on the side of the bed, Fire could stand it no more and turned to face her lover. Taking a deep breath, she decided to speak her mind.
"Helen, why is it that I'm always interested in making love to you, doing whatever I can to satisfy you, but you never show me anything in return? You never try to satisfy my needs in any way?"
Helen paused, staring up at the ceiling and rolling her eyes, obviously annoyed at the question. Fire waited attentively for an answer, hoping she could discuss the problem with Helen, but she was to have no such luck.
"Listen Fire, I've got a big match coming up and the last thing I need right now is to have to deal with this shit. We both had fun... so let's leave it at that."
Fire was hoping for more but expected the answer she had received. Her mind began to wander as a lump formed in her throat. She tried to think back to the time when things were different between her and Helen, but she couldn't. Their relationship had pretty much been the same from the beginning. Fire than began to think of her new male friend Lenny and how things with him were so much better, even though they had only known each other for three weeks.
While Helen was selfish and demanding, Lenny was thoughtful and patient. And although Fire was still in love with Helen, she had never had that love returned, while Lenny was anxious to express his feelings to her. But here was Fire, sitting in bed alongside Helen, after having canceled yet another date with Lenny. This was the third time she had done that in the past three weeks and she was running the risk of losing him. Fire had always been so scared of losing Helen that she would do anything to keep her happy. But sitting on the side of the bed, she began to think, for the first time, that she might be better off if she moved on.
As Fire pondered her dilemma, Helen got up out of bed, grabbed her clothes and walked into the bathroom.
Just then the doorbell and Fire hastily slipped her robe on before trudging to the door to answer it. She was annoyed that someone would be bothering her at this early hour, but as she opened the door, her face dropped and her heart sank. Standing there, with a big bouquet of flowers, was Lenny.
Fire's heart began to race as he handed her the flowers and gave her a kiss. She was mortified, realizing that she looked dreadful. But even worse, Lenny began to step forward, trying to walk into her apartment. Fire quickly intercepted him however, not sure what to say.
Lenny looked puzzled at first, but then gradually surmised what was going on. Though he did not know who was in the apartment, he suspected it was another man and so he turned and began to walk away, hanging his head. Fire immediately grew distraught and yelled for him to wait, but he continued to walk away and get into his car. Fire stood at the door and watched as he drove away.
Fire closed the door and walked back into her living room, clearly flustered. She began to realize that she had probably just lost any chance of having a relationship with Lenny. Like it or not, now Helen was all she had again. Just then Helen walked out of the bedroom, changed and carrying her bag. Helen walked up to her and gave her a kiss on the cheek.
"Listen Fire. It's been fun, but you've got some things you've got to deal with so why don't you think them over and sort them out for yourself. I just think we need to be friends for awhile, you know, not see each other any more."
Fire lifted her head and stared into Helen's eyes. She could not believe what she was hearing. Even though she had thought about it, she had never imagined that she would not be together with Helen. Even with all Helen had put her through, she was still heartbroken upon hearing the words. Desperate to not lose her, Fire blurted out the first thing which came into her mind.
"Well you still want me to come to your match and escort you to the ring like I have been, don't you?"
Helen shook her head while replying.
"I don't think that's a good idea any more. I'll see ya."
And with that, Helen walked out. She felt no guilt or remorse. She had told Fire right from the start that this would just be a fling, a way for the two of them could have some fun and then move on, nothing more. Apparently Fire wanted more, so Helen had to set things straight. Besides, Helen had more important things to worry about than Fire... there was The Outlaw!
Helen had never wanted to win a match more so than this one. But this went beyond wrestling. The Outlaw had humiliated Helen after her last tag team match. The powerful youngster had charged the ring, dumped Fire over the top rope and then lifted the unsuspecting Helen up and over her head, parading her around the ring like a trophy. To finish it off, The Outlaw dumped Helen over the top rope, leaving the champion badly bruised and thoroughly humiliated. Helen was now determined to avenge that incident and make the youngster pay for her arrogance and cruelty.
Since becoming champion Helen had tried to show some class and dignity in the ring. She tried to wrestle by the rules and bring some respect to her championship reign. She had even taken on all comers, beating the likes of ToniAnn and Marisol and proving herself to be a true champion. But in this match, all bets were off. Helen not only wanted to beat the youngster, but also teach her humility in the process. This match was for more than just the championship, Helen viewed it as a battle for her pride.
As a result, Helen became obsessed. She spent most of her waking hours over the final weeks leading up to the match to prepare herself in every possible way. She resumed her boxing and martial arts classes, which she had abandoned shortly after becoming champ. She spent countless hours exercising, lifting weights, practicing technique and doing whatever else would give her an advantage. By the time the match came, she knew she would be at her best. Though 10 years older than her opponent, Helen knew she was in the best shape of her life.
Being in shape was nothing new to The Outlaw however. At just 19 years old, she was a very unique woman. Despite the fact that she had made quite a name for herself with her antagonistic tactics, she was truly quite extraordinary in real life. At 15 years of age she had won a spot on the U.S. Olympic Gymnastic Team, but an injury to her wrist ended her gymnastics career before the Olympics came.
Upon graduating from high school, she attended college, majoring in Sports Medicine. In addition, she had a part time job while in school, pursuing a career as a Physical Therapist, using the knowledge she had gained from her own injury, to help others overcome theirs'. She was also very astute. At six feet tall and with incredible looks, she knew how to make the most of the physical attributes she was blessed with. So on the occasional weekend she would dance at one of the ritziest "gentlemen's clubs" in the city. Though dressed in skimpy bikinis, she was never required to take all of her clothes off, nor were the patrons allowed to touch her. She enjoyed it, was paid quite well to do it and was very popular with the clientele. So this young woman really knew what she was doing with her life, despite her "bad girl" tactics and ornery demeanor in the ring, she was actually very intelligent and focused outside of the ring.
But the thing which really allowed her to "let off steam", was wrestling. She loved to be physical, to mix it up with another woman in a battle for superiority. And she didn't mind breaking the rules in the process. In fact, that was one of the things which made it fun. Having the fans scream at her while she demolished her opponent was a rush, and something she enjoyed very much. It was an escape from the real world, and one which she enjoyed very much. In fact she seemed to be a different person in the ring, filled with rage. And the target of her rage these days was Helen.
Since joining the POWA, The Outlaw had made quite a name for herself. She had torn through the Queen of the Hill Tournament and as a result, won the right to compete for the championship. The only thing which stood in her way was Helen.
The Outlaw knew Helen was an accomplished wrestler, with a vicious mean streak. She also knew that Helen would do anything to beat her, and that's just the way she wanted it. The Outlaw wanted a war, and with all of the buildup and animosity she had already created, that's what it promised to be. Her rage toward Helen seemed to grow more each day leading up to the match, and on the final day, she was almost crazed.
On the night of the match, Helen arrived about an hour and a half early. With all of this talk about Lexie Fyfe appearing on the show, Helen wanted to avoid the hysteria and crowd of fans. She wouldn't mind catching a few minutes of Lexie's bout either, to see just how good a wrestler she was, but even more importantly, she wanted to be ready, both mentally and physically for The Outlaw.
For this match, Helen decided to go against the trend she had been setting for herself and avoided wearing an overly sexy or revealing outfit. Instead she opted for a simple, white, one-piece suit. Though cut high on the thighs, the material covered her body in front all the way up to her neck. But even though the suit was conservative, it was ultra tight and somewhat sheer, hugging Helen's firm, ample bosom which jutted proudly out in front of her. Despite her desire to avoid a sensual display, her chest was still an impressive sight. She finished off her outfit with a pair of simple, white, calf high wrestling boots, functional without drawing much attention. Helen was truly focused on the match, her conservative attire evidence of that.
She wore no make up whatsoever, her lips were bare and a pale pink color, her white cheeks pale, both of which starkly contrasted her long, thick, jet-black hair. Once she was completely ready, she decided to take a peak at the action in the ring for a few minutes. She sneaked into and sat in the last row of the arena, a bodyguard on each side of her as she watched the preliminary match. But even though the action in the ring was fast and furious, Helen could not concentrate on it and soon after retreated back to her locker room to meditate and prepare herself mentally.
The Outlaw meanwhile arrived about 45 minutes before the match and took up residence in the room next to Helen's. She changed, slipping into her usual black, suede bikini with matching, knee high suede boots. She then began to psyche herself up for the match, staring into the mirror as her breathing began to increase.
The youngster was a very sweet and charming woman, but once she got near a wrestling ring, everything changed. She gradually began to work herself into a rage, her breathing very heavy as her hands began to open and close. With just a few minutes to go before her introduction, she finally had to let out some aggression and so she picked up a folding chair and lifted it over her head. Well aware that Helen was in the next room, she tossed the chair into the wall which separated the rooms, making a loud crash.
Helen was seated and quiet, concentrating on her strategy when the loud crash caused her to jump from her seat. She didn't know what it was, but it broke her meditation and startled her. It took her a minute to calm down, seemingly intimidated by the violent crash. At this time, The Outlaw was called for her introduction as Helen continued to compose herself again.
The youngster walked quickly toward the arena, but as she passed the closed door to Helen's room, she could not pass up the opportunity to stop and abruptly begin to bang on it as she screamed threats to the champion.
"YOU'RE GOING DOWN TONIGHT CHAMP! YOU'RE NO MATCH FOR ME!"
Helen was again startled by the loud thumps, but this time, after she calmed down, it worked to motivate her. She began to psyche herself up as she was called to enter the arena. As Helen walked out, she heard The Outlaw's introduction and the reaction of the fans. Helen couldn't help but smile as the crowd seemed to simultaneously boo the youngster, giving her a hard time as she made her way to the ring.
But the jeers only seemed to motivate The Outlaw, who played with the crowd, jawing with the fans on her way toward the ring. As she climbed beneath the ropes, Desiree stared at her, knowing full well that she had her hands full refereeing this match. The Outlaw surely had something up her sleeve thought Desiree, and it was her job to prevent it.
As the tall, slender youngster stormed furiously around the ring, Helen was introduced. She received the loudest, most welcoming response from the crowd that she had ever received, and did not really know how to react. Though beautiful and talented, she had never been a favorite of the fans due to her surly demeanor and brutal tactics. But now the fans had someone even more brutal and surly to heckle, leaving them free to cheer for Helen.
The champion made her way forward, waving slightly from beneath her white cape as she walked resolutely toward the ring. As she reached ringside, Helen noticed that Fire was sitting there. Unbeknownst to Helen, Fire was sitting with Lenny, having finally persuaded him that she was not involved with anyone else. But even still, Fire could not hide her feelings for Helen and surreptitiously blew Helen a kiss. Helen noticed it, but did not smile or acknowledge it, walking right by her with no greeting for her ex lover.
The Outlaw was leaning over the top rope as Helen reached ringside, reaching for her as she screamed threats down at her. Desiree had to push her back into her corner in order to allow Helen to climb up into the ring. The crowd was crazy, screaming and yelling at the top of their lungs. They knew that there was a tremendous amount of animosity between these two women, which promised to make for a memorable match.
Desiree called both wrestlers toward the center of the ring and as they approached, The Outlaw moved as close to Helen as she possibly could. The 19-year-old had 5 inches and about 20 pounds on Helen, though the physical advantage looked even great than that. She seemed to tower over Helen as they stood toe to toe, staring down at the shorter champion. Helen did not back down though, her large chest jutting straight into The Outlaw's ribs as The Outlaw began to whisper threats to her.
"I'm gonna put a hurtin' on you tonight champ! You're going down champ!"
The youngster kept it up until finally Desiree finished up her speech, prompting Helen to abruptly turn and walk away. The Outlaw had intended to push her, but Helen got away so quickly that she left her no chance.
"Don't you walk away from me when I'm talking to you!" shouted The Outlaw, but Helen had a steely look of determination in her eye as she reached the corner and turned to face her foe, ready to fight. With both women soon back in their corners, the lights dimmed, the crowd erupted and the bell rang to start the match.
Helen moved swiftly, crouching over and jutting her arms out in front of her, prepared for anything. The Outlaw moved swiftly too, circling at first, but then shifting strategies as she charged directly at the champ.
The Outlaw reached forward with her arms, attempting to lock up with the champ, however Helen adroitly reached forward and thrust her arm at The Outlaw's face, slapping an Iron Claw grip on the youngster's mug. The Outlaw was obviously unprepared and a bit stunned, allowing Helen the opportunity to push her back against the ropes.
The crowd screamed their approval as The Outlaw was wedged against the ropes, her face being forced backward and completely covered by Helen's hand. The champ then sent three quick, but forceful chops into the right side of The Outlaw's ribcage, causing the youngster to double over in pain. Helen then released the claw Hold, but then turned and grabbed her by the head before quickly snapping her over into a flip, sending her crashing to the mat on her back.
The Outlaw was a bit overwhelmed, but quickly regained her balance and began to get to her feet. She got on all fours, but before she realized it, Helen had stepped in front of and wrapped the inside of her legs around the youngster's neck, squeezing them together before falling onto her side. She now had The Outlaw trapped in a headscissors, as Helen pushed up with her arms, increase the leverage and pressure around The Outlaw's throat.
The Outlaw began to kick the mat and slap her hands against Helen's thighs in protest as the crowd cheered. She tried to scream too, but no sounds came out of her tightly constricted head. The crowd was ebullient as the long, slender Outlaw was stretched on her back, her head wedged tightly between Helen's strong, shapely thighs.
Helen kept the hold on for quite some time, squeezing as tightly as she could. She did not acknowledge the cheers, nor did she care much about them. She was attempting to weaken the youngster as much as she could, and judging by the decreased voracity of The Outlaw's kicks of protest, she seemed to be accomplishing her goal.
Finally Helen released the scissors, but not before she had already prepared for the next move. She thrust her right foot forward, wedging it into The Outlaw's back, directly between her shoulder blades. At the same time she reached forward and clenched onto the youngster's wrists, pulling on her arms. Helen allowed The Outlaw to struggle onto her knees, but then powerfully pulled back on The Outlaw's arms while pushing her own leg forward. To increase the intensity, she gave each of The Outlaw's arms a half turn, causing her head to drop back as she screamed in pain.
Helen grimaced, making sure she applied as much pressure as she could. Her own arms trembled from the exertion of pulling on the youngster's arms. The Outlaw was in a painful hold, her limbs being ripped in back of her as Helen wedged her foot deeply into her back. After several more moments, Helen released her grip on the Outlaw's wrists, giving her a final kick to the back and knocking her face-first into the canvas.
As the youngster settled against the mat, Helen jumped forward, landing on The Outlaw's lower back, with her legs bent on either side of her. She was now seated on top of The Outlaw, but the youngster acted quickly to roll onto her side, sending Helen tumbling off of her.
Helen got to her feet quickly, but The Outlaw finally had a second to catch her breath. She sat up on her side just as Helen approached and reached down for her hair. The Outlaw tried to duck, but Helen snatched a handful of her long, straight hair anyway, yanking on it to pull her up and onto her feet. The pretty youngster's face scowled in pain as she rose directly in front of Helen, who was facing her. The Outlaw then saw an opportunity and forcefully rammed her shoulder forward before straightening up, driving it into Helen's abdomen.
As Helen doubled over from the force of the block, The Outlaw straightened up, carrying Helen's body across her shoulder in the process. The crowd was stunned by the power move as The Outlaw quickly stomped toward the ropes before dumping Helen's upended body off of her and into the corner. Helen's legs sailed outside of the ring, the back of her knees coming to a rest over the top ropes on either side of the corner. Helen's head hit the mat hard, her arms falling limply to the mat and over her head as well. Her body now hung upended in front of the youngster. Helen knew this was trouble as she looked up at the youngster who was standing ominously over her. Her assumptions were proven correct too as The Outlaw quickly began a frenzied barrage of kicks and stomps to all parts of the front of her body.
THIGH..... RIBS..... CHEST..... STOMACH..... THIGH ..... STOMACH ..... CHEST
The stomps were fast, furious, powerful and never ending. Relentlessly The Outlaw continued to pound away on Helen's dangling, inverted body, which sprang wildly up and down off the mat with each forceful blow, her large chest bouncing freely with each new kick. The crowd booed loudly, but nothing deterred The Outlaw from her sadistic attack. It seemed like to would never end, and Helen's body took the appearance of a ragdoll, at the mercy of her attacker. Finally, after an extended period, The Outlaw relented and stepped back as Helen's body settled back into the corner as she moaned softly, her thick, black hair strewn wildly about her head, her exposed legs bright red and swollen. But with lightning quickness, The Outlaw again charged forward and delivered one final, powerful knee into Helen's midsection.
"BBLLLLUUUUHHHH!"
Helen blubbered loudly as her body appeared to made of rubber, dancing loosely as it hung from the ropes. The Outlaw's knee seemed to penetrate intot he bowels of Helen's taut tummy, and as it emerged, the youngster backed away to the middle of the ring and thrust her arms up and over her head in celebration. She paraded around to all four sides of the ring as Helen's pounded, upended body hung from the corner, in bad shape.
After accepting the catcalls and jeers of the angry crowd, she stormed back over to Helen and pulled her off of the ropes by her legs, dumping her battered body back into the ring and leaving her to curl up into a ball in the corner. Helen trembled as she panted for air, her body subjected to a terrific pounding. The Outlaw then reached down and plucked Helen off of the mat by the hair before wrapping both of her hands around her throat and beginning to violently shake her head back and forth.
Helen's body wavered back and forth, her head bobbing in all directions as her arms hung limply at her sides. Desiree immediately stormed over and shouted for The Outlaw to release the choke. After a moment or two of The Outlaw completely disregarding the order, Desiree began to count, prompting The Outlaw to release the choke and leaving Helen wavering on her feet in front of her.
The Outlaw began to yell at Desiree, who yelled back, the wrestler and the referee now jawing loudly at each other. Helen, though still shaken, used the opportunity and sent a quick chop into The Outlaw's throat. The youngster was not expecting it, nor was Desiree, so though it was not very powerful, it was somewhat effective. The Outlaw raised her hands and gasped for air as Desiree began to yell at Helen, who ignored her. But the commotion allowed Helen the opportunity to stumble back against the ropes and give her bruised body a chance to heal. Realizing that she would not have the luxury of time however, Helen hobbled over to her winded foe a stomped on the side of her knee. The Outlaw howled as her leg buckled and she stooped over to grab her aching joint.
Helen took a second to regroup as the crowd screamed their encouragement to her. She then raised her hands above her head, interlocked her fingers before sending her combined fists crashing down into the back of The Outlaw's bowed head. It was a devastating Double Axe Handle and knocked the youngster off of her feet and out of her senses.
Helen again backpedaled and rested against the ropes, trying to restore the much needed oxygen to her aching body. She had bought herself some time as The Outlaw squirmed on the mat below her, though she knew it wasn't much time. The Outlaw was holding her head as she slowly pushed herself up onto her knees. Helen stumbled over to her and reached for her arm, but the youngster brushed Helen's arm aside, instead grabbing her leg and pulling Helen down in the process.
Helen fell flat on her back as The Outlaw quickly got to her feet and stood ominously over the champion. She had an angry scowl on her face as she pulled Helen's leg up into the air, the crowd hissing and booing her. The Outlaw clutched tightly onto Helen's leg with both arms, grabbing her around the thigh. She then dragged her towards the center of the ring before pulling her in a circle, lifting Helen's body off of the mat and sending it orbiting around her. Helen's arms lifted out in front of her as she circled, rotating several times around the youngster.
The crowd grew very vocal, and Helen began to feel nauseous as she soared around in a circle. The Outlaw then finally released her grip, sending Helen tumbling awkwardly toward the side ropes before crumbling into a ball below them. Helen was disoriented and dizzy as the youngster raced over to where she landed and quickly yanked her off of the mat by her hair. Helen rose with a grimace on her face as The Outlaw pulled her toward the center of the ropes before shoving her head down toward the top rope. She wedged Helen's throat on it while forcefully pushing down on the back of Helen's head.
The crowd erupted in angry jeers as The Outlaw began to brutally choke Helen using the top rope. Helen's chest hung down and shook freely as her head bobbed down further onto the rope. Desiree rushed over as the youngster pressed all of her weight down onto the Helen's head, causing her to sag against the ropes, her arms hanging helplessly in front of her. Desiree screamed for The Outlaw to break the choke, but the youngster disregarded her and kept the pressure on.
Helen's large chest began to swing from side to side as her attacker forced her head further down into the ropes and her throat even more tightly against it. Desiree began to count, but just as she reached three, The Outlaw quickly grabbed hold of the top rope and forcefully yanked it in toward the ring, shot putting Helen off of the rope and sending her flipping over and to the mat. The champion landed face down, before gradually pushing herself up and onto her elbows, wrapping her hands around her crushed windpipe.
Helen's body began to shudder as she wheezed for air, desperately trying to catch her breath. Desiree yelled another warning to The Outlaw, who summarily ignored her while storming back toward Helen.
Again she snatched a handful of Helen's thick hair and plucked her head off of the mat, Helen's face now bright red. The youngster then began to drag Helen, forcing her to crawl along on her hands and knees to keep up. She pulled her to the opposite side of the ring, Helen crawling quickly to keep up, where she then quickly forced Helen's head over the middle rope and out of the ring before kneeling down on the back of Helen's neck, once again choking her against the ropes.
The crowd was now enraged and jumped to their feet, impelling Desiree to take action. Helen's body grew limp as her neck was driven downward by the force of The Outlaw's weight being pressed against the back of it, choking her once again on the ropes. Desiree charged over once again and screamed at the youngster before quickly resuming the count. But just as she began it, the Outlaw lifted her other leg and knelt on the back of Helen's neck with both knees.
The weight pushed Helen's body almost flat to the mat, her chest barely touching the mat, her throat still trapped against the middle rope. Helen was quickly growing light headed and needed oxygen soon. Desiree reached the count of three, at which time The Outlaw finally jumped back off of Helen, landing on her feet as Helen's body drooped off of the ropes, her head still dangling over the middle rope.
As Helen gasped for air, Desiree and The Outlaw began to argue in the middle of the ring. The youngster did not back down, but Desiree did not let up either. The argument became quite animated before finally The Outlaw stormed past Desiree and charged at the listless champion.
Reaching down, she grabbed Helen's hair and plucked her head off the ropes, yanking her wilted body up onto her feet. Helen's eyes were cold and blank, her face stark white, matching the color of her suit. Her throat was the only part of her body with color, and that was bright red. The Outlaw quickly placed her in a side headlock, wedging the side of Helen's head up tightly against her hip. She then began to walk the hunched Helen around the ring, much to the dismay of the crowd.
Desiree watched carefully, trying to ensure that The Outlaw did nothing illegal, but it was hard to see as the youngster walked quickly, pulling Helen's head out of the ref's view. She pulled her to the other side of the ring and quickly turned so the Desiree could not see, and then thrust her fingers up and into Helen's throat, in a vicious knifing blow.
The fans on that side of the ring jumped up in protest as Helen's feet lifted off of the floor in reaction to the painful shot. Fire, who was seated directly in front of this, ran up to the side of the ring and screamed at The Outlaw, but was quickly escorted back to her seat by a security guard. Desiree marched over and positioned herself so that she could see what was going on, but The Outlaw quickly turned, pulling Helen along with her before again stabbing her fingers into Helen's throat.
The fans on the side of the ring which the women now faced also screamed in protest as Desiree quickly ran up and warned the youngster once again. The Outlaw yelled back at her, again arguing with the ref. Helen was in serious trouble, hunched over and barely able to breathe, her throat screaming with pain, her skin raw. She had been choked in every conceivable manner and the fact that Desiree had let the youngster get away with it so far had left her in bad shape.
Helen had her forearm wedged tightly beneath the youngster's chin, pulling in on her throat as hard as she could. She was still weak and in addition had to reach up to fully grab hold of the youngster's throat, but she had a good grip and was in a good position. The Outlaw raised her hands to try and pry Helen's arm off of her neck, but was unsuccessful. The look in Helen's eyes as she squeezed her arm tightly around her opponent's throat was one of relief. She looked almost as if she couldn't take any more punishment, and that this reversal had saved her from sure defeat. The Outlaw was wrestling with a rage which Helen had never experienced before, and she was feeling overwhelmed by it.
In fact, Helen seemed to be so overwhelmed and relieved to finally have the upper hand, that she carelessly let herself get back in harm's way, allowing her body to slide alongside of The Outlaw's. That prompted the youngster to lower her right arm and then abruptly fire her elbow back, ramming it into Helen's unsuspecting gut.
The champion gasped and released the chokehold while backpedaling as she bent forward, wrapping her arms around her stomach in the process. The Outlaw glared at Desiree for allowing the choke before turning her attention back to Helen. She then pushed Helen backward until she fell against the side ropes, her arms sailing out to both sides and over the top rope in the process.
The Outlaw then raced forward and rammed her knee into Helen's ribs while reaching forward, across her shoulders and out of the ring. As Helen sagged forward, the Outlaw grabbed the middle rope and began pulling it up from behind Helen. She hauled it until it was just slightly over Helen's head and then, using her shoulder, pushed Helen backward before releasing the rope.
It snapped downward, trapping Helen's head and arms between it and the top rope. The crowd was furious and began to boo loudly as The Outlaw began to forcefully stomp her foot into Helen's body, over and over.
Helen's head bobbed back and forth with each landed blow, her long hair flying in all directions. The Outlaw stomped down on her ribs, her stomach, her breasts... kicking angrily at the champion's gorgeous body, just as she had done earlier.
Desiree stormed over and warned The Outlaw, but she turned and pushed the referee backing her up several steps. As Desiree stumbled backward, The Outlaw faced Helen again, this time grabbing a handful of hair on either side of her head and lowering her won face close to Helen's. It was difficult for many to see what was going on, but as The Outlaw's head lowered, her mouth opened widely. She drew closer until finally Helen's nose was in her mouth, and she closed it, biting down on Helen's snout.
The portion of the crowd who could see what was going on went crazy, screaming their protests loudly. Helen kicked her legs, but with her arms and head still trapped between the ropes, was completely defenseless. Desiree finally set herself and again raced over, beginning to count once again. The Outlaw waited until the count reached two, and then backed away, freeing Helen's nose.
The champions' face was red, her eyes watery, a bright red ring of teeth-marks around the entire base of her nose. As The Outlaw backed away however, she wound up and gave one final uppercut into Helen's gut, the champion's dangling body quivering from the impact. . She then backed away and raising her arms in the air as she pranced around the ring to the angry screams of the crowd.
The crowd was now in a frenzy, and several pieces of debris began to sail into the ring, only further increasing the youngster's smile. Desiree meanwhile was furiously working to free Helen, stretching the ropes over her head, freeing her in the process. But once Helen was loose, her body dropped back against the ropes and she seemed unable to hold herself up.
Desiree helped her to get her arms over the rope for support, but before she backed away, The Outlaw raced over and quickly wrapped her hands around Helen's throat, yanking her off of the ropes and dragging her into the center of the ring. Desiree screamed at her, but the youngster then lifted Helen into the air by her throat, Helen's back arching, her arms hanging limply at her sides as her feet lifted off of the mat.
The Outlaw seemed out of control as she hauled Helen's lifeless body up, the tips of her toes lifting several inches off of the ground. Desiree raced right up in front of her and gave one last warning before furiously waving her arms, signaling for the bell to end the match. The sound of the bell did not deter The Outlaw, who lifted Helen even higher, prompting Desiree to grab her by the arm and try to yank her down.
The Outlaw backed up a step, Desiree still pulling on her arm before the youngster kicked her leg, driving her knee into Desiree's side and knocking her forcefully to the mat. Fire watched in horror before she could take no more. She raced to the side of the ring, climbed up and rolled beneath the ropes before charging toward The Outlaw. She was wearing street clothes, but was determined to help her ex-lover, who looked unconscious at this point.
The Outlaw saw her climbing into the ring however, and dropped Helen to the mat before thrusting her foot out at the charging Fire and kicking her viciously in the chest, sending her sailing back across the ring. With Desiree and Fire both knocked backward, The Outlaw turned back to Helen, placing her left hand between Helen's legs and her right hand on Helen's throat. She then powerfully hoisted Helen's body up and over her head so that it was eventually parallel to the mat.
By this time Fire had gotten to her feet and again charged at The Outlaw. The youngster however tossed Helen's limp body at her, knocking Fire over, with Helen's body landing on top of her. Desiree got to her feet too and charged at The Outlaw, and the two began to struggle. But by now the word had gotten back tot he locker rooms, and so Lexie Fyfe and Barbie Doll raced out and climbed up into the ring. In addition, Kim was seated in the crowd and charged up into the ring as well. All four women quickly restrained The Outlaw as Fire attended to Helen, who was out cold.
Security guards then raced up into the ring and grabbed hold of The Outlaw, restraining her arms. Though the youngster put up a furious fight, she could not get free and was dragged back to the locker room, kicking and screaming. The rest of the women went to check on Helen, who by this time, was being attended to by the medical staff as the announcer also made his way into the ring.
LADIES and GENTLEMEN.....THE WINNER OF THE MATCH DUE TO DISQUALIFICATION.... AND STILL POWA CHAMPION..... HELEN !
Helen began to stir, twitching as smelling salts were drifted beneath her red nose. She was bruised, her pride hurt, but she was okay. The medical staff then placed her on a stretcher, though she did not want to be, and carried back to the locker room as the angry crowd finally quieted down and the ring was cleared.
