they are having a title match tonight so here's Tessa Blanchard vs Persephone. enjoy. 🙂

The backstage air in Arena México was thick with tension, smell of rubbing alcohol, tape, and sweat. Tessa Blanchard stood in the corridor, bouncing on the balls of her feet, tightening the laces on her boots. When shadows fell over her, she looked up to find the champion.

Persephone stood tall in the doorway, offering a rare look tonight by wearing trunks instead of her signature longer tights, showcasing her powerful, athletic physique. Tessa didn't flinch. She stepped forward, looking the ruda dead in the eyes. "I'm ready to take that title," Tessa said, her voice steady. "I am ready to be champion." Persephone didn't utter a word; she simply let out a smug smirk, adjusted the gold over her shoulder, and walked away toward the ring.

The arena erupted as the lights shifted to a deep, intimidating crimson. Both competitors made their grand entrances down the long catwalk, but the confidence radiating from the champion was suffocating. The bell rang, and Persephone sought to establish dominance immediately. As Tessa charged, the champion caught her, ran up the ropes, and executed a flawless, disrespectful springboard suplex—the signature move of Tessa’s own father. The crowd gasped as Tessa crashed hard into the mat.

Persephone casually fell into a cover, teasing a pin. The referee counted: One... Two... but before the three could hit, Persephone violently pulled Tessa up by her hair, refusing to let the match end so quickly.

The champion stayed relentless. She whipped Tessa across the ring, caught her on the rebound, and planted her into the canvas with a thunderous running powerbomb.

Persephone didn't just pin her; she mockingly pressed her heavy boot onto Tessa's chest for the cover. One... Two... and again, the cocky champion lifted her boot, laughing at the challenger's helplessness.

Wanting to put a definitive end to the beating, Persephone hit the ropes and crushed Tessa with a heavy, final big splash.

Tessa lay completely broken on the canvas, staring blankly up at the blinding lights. Persephone knelt over her fallen opponent, positioning her thick thigh right next to Tessa's head as a final visual of utter conquest. Staring confidently directly into the camera lens, Persephone casually placed just one single finger onto Tessa's chest.

The referee dropped and counted the final: One... Two... Three!

The bell rang, signaling a dominant defense as Persephone stood tall, her championship secured, leaving the challenger to recover from the crushing encounter.

u/TravisWWE13 — 28 days ago