>>19458621>[The match ends, and there is nobody more surprised by the result than Carolina Sweets, THE Boston Crab.]TAP.
All of the positive energy she has felt over the last week -- since her very first victory -- threatens to overflow. Kelly DiVanna leaves the ring, and even when THE Boston Crab hears the screech from ringside, she can't stop smiling, looking out at the crowd of fans. The referee raises TBC's hand, and her eyes being to tear up as she thinks of all the effort she went to, to get them on her side after all of the garbage with Ligh--
CRACK.
The sting of something across her back sends THE Boston crab tumbling to THE floor. Two more vicious strikes and Carolina knows that something is broken, be it a kendo stick or her spine. A thud to the side means the referee has fallen -- or worse. Carolina tries to move but one of those shots caught her in the back of the head, and she just can't make her body follow what her brain is saying. At least the worst is over--
SMASH.
Two more much more dull, aching, and serious strikes catch the back of THE Boston Crab as she lays on the mat. Why did Kelly do this? This match was apparently Kelly's challenge. Where was the sportsmanship? Where was the comradery? TBC knows a third is coming. She prepares herself, until --
NIKKI KADE'S MUSIC HITS.
Could this be a guardian Angel?
