To the Limit! (Amano vs. Skylar)

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"Guh! Kou-!" The kick to the stomach had Amano coughing, curling up further in a near fetal position as she desperately tried to collect herself through the pain. Her head was swimming, her sight was fading, and her crotch was still throbbing. By all accounts the Demon was open to a pin and the match could end. And in some ways, Amano would almost welcome it, and end to the suffering. But no, instead of taking advantage of Amano's state, Skylar took the time to mocked and taunted the jeering crowd, practically doing a victory lap as Amano fought through the pain. What... the hell was happening? This woman was all smiles and cheer in the beginning and now it was just a struggle to survive. "Ug..." How the hell did things get this bad? This bloody? Even now Amano was still bleeding, the canvas under her staining red as she narrowed her eyes Skylar's way.

The sight of her was infuriating.

You... Amano gritted her teeth, letting out a hot, sharp exhale. You... freakin'... It was a painful motion, but Amano sucked down and forced herself standing, using the ropes as support as she got to her feet. More than anything, it was rage making to rise up. There was a lot she was expecting from this match, especially from someone as manic as Skylar. But... getting this ruthless sent a clear message. This wasn't just a street fighter throwing her punches, this was a violent sadist. And unlike other sadists in the league, this was just... senseless. "Gh..." Amano was far from a paragon, but she was a martial artist at heart, and this violence wasn't going to stand. No, much like the Bewitching Warrior that trained her, this violence would be countered with proper technique.

She moved forward, reaching out to grab the hems of Skylar's pants and pull her ankles right out from under her to following up with a hard stomp to her back.

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Skylar was basking in the heat of the crowd. The audience wasn't happy about her cheap shot, but as usual, Sky didn't give a damn about what anyone thought. "Okay, can you guys boo a little louder, I don't think I hear you!" The brunette taunted as the crowd jeered louder. A smirk spread across her face. This was fun.

Sky would soon learn that turning her back on Amano was a big mistake, as before she knew what hit her, she was yanked off her feet, falling onto her stomach. "Gah-!" The brawler gasped, falling chest first onto the canvas. She felt Amano's foot DRILL into her back! "GYAH FUCK-!"

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Amano stomped hard against Skylar's back, her face twisted in rage and irritation. Anger was the main thing keeping her conscious at this point, keeping her focused on the fight instead of the pain and bleeding. All on her mind was revenge now. Not only for the cheap shots and the low blows, but to force a painful lesson onto this brawler. "You-" She gritted teeth, clenching her fists tight. "You-!" She moved with speed and fury, arms reaching out to grab onto Skylar's leg and flip her to her back. "You-!!"

She placed a foot right between Skylar's legs, pressing it right against her crotch while moving Skylar's right leg over her left kneecap. The clear setup to a rather flashy submission. Not something in her Aikido wheelhouse, but a submission move the Bewitching Warrior of her stable taught her... with a humiliation twist to it. And the Demon was going to make this violent street fighter be its first victim.

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Skylar yelped, falling on her stomach as she felt Amano stomp down on her back. "Gh!" She grunts, the advantage swiftly being stolen from under her fingertips. Amano seemed pissed, and she had a right to be, given how ugly this match had gotten. Sky gasped, as the demon flipped her on her stomach, applying a modified figure four leg lock!

As the brunette felt the 'modification', she nearly screamed. Amano's foot dug into her groin, crushing her poor feminine flower. She grit her teeth, trying to spare herself the embarrassment of screaming out. It felt like a lightning bolt of pain was shooting all throughout her lower body. As if an involuntary movement, she was forced to tap out.

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Amano dropped back, forcing Skylar's leg and ankle to endure the intense pressure of the lock along with her barefoot grinding against the brawler's groin. Amano knew this was a painful as hell lock, Hangaku showed as much when she was force through this hold. And with her giving a rather harsh and painful footjob in the mix the Demon was set to make this a hellish nightmare for Skylar.

And yet, she didn't cry out. She recoiled, she groaned, but Skylar didn't scream despite it all.

"Damn you!" And Amano was driven to hear it. She arched her back, rising and shaking her legs as she practically humped Skylar's captured leg against her own crotch in indecent and vulgar fashion. Mercy was out the window now, only the Demon's rage remained. Her yellows lit up with rage, desperate for feedback, desperate for screams that weren't her own demonic howling. She wasn't going to stop. She wasn't going to let go of this hold.

*DING DING DING*

And then the bell rang, snapping Amano out of her fury. "Wh- Huh?" Her eyes darted to Skylar, seeing her tap the map. "... ... ..."

Amano's anger turned to rage.

It was too soon. Way too soon. It didn't feel like enough punishment after the beating she took. A mere tap out to end the violence that Amano had to suffer wasn't enough. She wanted to hold on to this lock for so much longer. But the ref was already ordering her off, and what pride she had as a martial artist wouldn't let her just torture an unwilling foe.

"Tch," So with reluctance, she started to release the hold. Slowly release the hold, making damn sure to grind her foot just a bit more into Skylar's flower and make that punishment last a while as she pried herself off the woman. And once she stood, she wiped her face, seeing her sleeve stained red. "... ..." She scowled at the stain, looking around to a crowd of mixed reception about the Demon's victory. But Amano's eyes were on Skylar, glaring. "Get up," She spat out.

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Skylar grunted and groaned in agony as Amano drew out her pain before she was finally released. A sigh of relief escaped the exhausted brunette's lips. That match had been exhilarating. Probably one of the best matches in her career. Her thoughts gathered, and she looked at the blood on her hands, already growing dark and dry. And then, she looked up at Amano's bloodied face, glaring down at her.

Her friend's bloodied face.

A look of horror appeared on Sky's face, her eyes widening. She'd gotten carried away again, and this time against someone she called a friend. Her stomach tied itself into knots, a dreadful, terrible guilt invading her mind. How badly had she hurt Amano? Would she hate her now? The brawler quickly rose to her feet, and threw her arms around the demon in a tight hug. "I-I'm sorry! Sorry, sorry!" She said in-cohesively, the only understandable meaning being that it was an apology. "I-I didn't mean to go that far, I just... lost control... I'm so sorry, Reiko!" She stopped, her eyes watering. If she continued, she might burst into tears...

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There were a few ideas Amano had about Skylar's response. A snarky quip maybe, or a bad joke about the match, even slew of English swears and slurs. The Demon expected a typical 'Loud American' reaction to seeing Amano's state. She was ready for a verbal fight to follow their physical one, ready to slap Skylar across the face for her actions, her hand was nearly pried to strike the woman's cheek if she tried raising her voice to the Demon, ready to punch Skylar's gut as she approached her.

But instead, Amano got a hug.

Not just a hug, but an earnest apology along with it... an incoherent apology, but one that was truly regretful of her action. "... ... ..." It did little. It didn't stop the bleeding, nor the pain, and it barely made up for the previous behavior and attitude. But... Amano sighed, pulling herself away from Skylar and seeing her face nearly in tears.

Amano's jaw tightened. The urge to let out her own rant was still on the tip of her tongue, her face was still crossed between annoyance and deadpan indifference. But... ultimate, the Demon let out a short sigh and took a step back. "Don't worry about it." It was said a lot more curtly than she intended, but the anger was hard to hide. "It's a match, we're gonna' get hurt. Just... control yourself better next time..."

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A weak smile came to Skylar's face as Amano accepted her apology, relief washing over the brawler. "Heh, I will, promise." She said, wiping a tear off her cheek. But, something wasn't right. Amano had forgiven her, but there was still something inside Sky, begging to come out...

Trying to maintain composure, she walked past Amano, patting her friend on the back. "See ya around, Amano..." She smiled, before flipping over the ropes and going back up the ramp, past the booing crowd. She needed to go somewhere closed. The locker room. The next wrestler shouldn't be arriving for at least a few more minutes, so Sky'd have it all to herself.

She shut the door behind her, now in complete privacy. No one would hear her now. Not the crowd, and not Amano. Now, she could let all her emotions go free. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!" She cried, tears flowing out of her face as her emotions, her paranoia, her anxiety, all poured out of her body, her worries about hurting Amano washing away with it. When she was done, she sighed with relief.

"Whew, that's better..."

Winner: Amano Jaku