Red Square Riot - Soviet Seduction vs ??? (For Winner)

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It was another wild night in LAW. The crowd were pumped with anticipation, the buzz in the air was electric. Over the last week or so, the tag team of Soviet Seduction had been plastered all over LAW online and LAW TV. Since their win over the tag team of the Thundergirls, Natasha and Sofia had been full of themselves and tonight was no different. They promised to address the crowd and everyone wanted to hear what they had to say despite the fact that they were hated as heels.

The booming ominous sounds of Prokofiev were heard around the arena, and the crowd roared and booed in equal measure. Out came the Russian's decked in their Russian Red bikini's each waving a former Soviet Union flag. They made their way to the ring, ignoring the crowd who seemed to want to paw at them, which was understandable given they looked like a million dollars, or at least a million rubles! They had killer curves, thick thighs and walked almost like Goddesses. As they reached the ring each of them slipped through the ropes discarding the flags and picked up microphones to address the baying crowd. It was Sofia to speak first, as she always did given she could speak English better than her tag partner

"Ahhh LAW what would we ever do without you all?" She waited for the remaining boos to die down. "Yes boo all you like. WE are the new face of the tag team division and WE are here to stay!" Natasha at her side nodded in agreement.

Sofia continued. "Ever since our win over the Thundergirls, or should I say, BLUNDERGIRLS! We are here to put the whole division on notice, any time, anywhere. You will be seduced by Natasha and I, and then, well...."

She pointed at the screen where a replay of the end of their previous match showed. Both Natasha and Sofia were seen pinning Tina from the Thundergirls, Sofia locking her in a tight front facesit smother while Natasha simply placed a boot on the girls tummy to enhance the pin. As the screen shut off Sofia smiled.

"ANY team who faces us will be pinned by BOTH of us!"

At this point Natasha butted in and Sofia stood to let the girl speak

"Zis is right my amazing tag team partner. One girl with you zat on zee face and me zat on her tummy crushing her down for zee 1, 2, 3!" Sofia smiled as the crowd booed and continued speaking. "Yes Natasha but who knows who will be next, and how? Perhaps I can sit on them and you, Natasha can use those big breasts to take their breath away...."

Natasha grabbed her breasts and bounced them much to the crowds delight. "Maybe zis..... How about you zit on their face and I zit on your lap for the U.S.S.R!" The purple haired Russian referring to their team finisher comprising of a double facesit. By this time Sofia was squirming, they both wanted some action and Sofia took the opportunity to issue a challenge!

"Yes Natasha. We will do that! How about tonight? So then....." She shouts to the crowd and in the direction of the ramp. "Just as the BLUNDERGIRLS found out, WHO thinks they can resist the double seduction of Natasha and I? We challenge anyone!"

There was a pause as the crowd, like the Russian's waited

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The mere presence of both members of Soviet Seduction seemed to fill the arena with an ambience and atmosphere that mirrored their overall attitudes: a less savory one. Yes the Soviets had done well for themselves thus far. In truth, there wasn't a ton of history behind them at LAW. But LAW hadn't had a ton of history yet, in and of itself. And their strong showing over the Thundergirls quickly propelled them to the status of being one of the premiere tag teams of LAW. The thing was that they were fully aware of this, and flaunted this knowledge shamelessly and relentlessly in front of the live audience. The crowd could do nothing but boo, hiss, and vent their frustrations with the pompous team. If the Thundergirls couldn't get the best of them, could anyone? Could no one stop these Russians and get them off our TV screen?! These were questions being asked aloud by fans as the tag team waited for someone, anyone to answer their challenge.

After a or two moment, a high-energy jazz theme began to play on the stadium speakers. And someone that no one expected made their presence known in the arena: the CEO and general manager of the League of Anime Wrestling, the boss, himself, Dan 'The Man' DeFranco walked into the arena. The audience would quickly shift from jeers to applause upon his arrival. He'd give a short wave to fans before his music faded out. The man appeared with a microphone in hand and some words for Natasha and Sofia.

"Soviet Seduction! You guys. I was just watching from the back and I thought I'd chime in on whatever it is you two have going on here." He'd pause for a short moment to allow the audience time to react as suspense built up upon Dan's motive for coming out to talk to The Russians. "Now, you guys had a heck of a match against the Thundergirls. I saw the whole thing myself, from my office. Fantastic showing! Tina, in particular might be upset about how it all ended, but I'm sure I can speak for all the guys in the audience and even a fair number of ladies on the LAW roster when I say that it wasn't a bad way to go down at all....The Thundergirls are definitely some of the best that LAW has to offer. And I'd love to see you take them on again. I'm sure many fans in the audience would." Audible cheers would be heard from the crowd. The prospect of a rematch and continued feud between Soviet Seduction and The Thundergirls was an exciting one indeed!

"Yes in beating them, you two Russians have definitely proven yourselves to be one of our premiere tag teams, as well. And I'd love to set up a rematch. But I'd also like to acknowledge and indulge my employees. And by that I mean, Sofia, you specifically. You seem to have implied that you guys would challenge anyone? Am I correct in taking that to mean that The Soviets want new competition? Because I think I have some gals in mind." Tensions would rise once again as DeFranco suggested that he had new talents to pit against the Russians. Everything came full circle when questions of the same vein arose from the audience and commentators. If these two were able to get one up on the Alaina Sanders and Tina Armstrong, who else was going to be able to go toe to toe with Soviet Seduction? Dan paused to await a rebuttal from Sofia or Natasha to confirm whether or not they wanted new opponents.

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The Russians waited, as did the audience. There was a huge pop as the boss of LAW came out. Sofia and Natasha looked at each other and then looked back. Sofia narrowed her eyes, he was the last member of LAW they expected to see. As the man spoke, the Russians spoke amongst themselves in their native tongue. They waited for the man to finish and Sofia raised the microphone. "Ah it is nice to see you Mr DeFranco. We are blessed by your presence. However, I think that if you came down here, we would surely wipe the floor with you?" The crowd laughed, everyone knew this is not what Dan meant, but Sofia couldnt resist.

Natasha however didnt quite understand the joke and butted in

"Zis iz true, you want zee double smother little man?" she said, drawing an OOHHHH from the crowd. Sofia quickly spoke in Russian and Natasha blushed, giving a shrug to the boss of LAW before Sofia continued in an attempt to repair the "damage"

"You will have to forgive my partner Mr DeFranco. Although I am sure you could and would have some, "fun" with us, that is best kept for a private time yes? But now to address your comment, Natasha and I will take on ANYONE, and we will pin them 1,2,3 just as we always do!!"

The crowd began a chant which was not quite heard by the Russians and Sofia egged them on. "Yes chant, chat for whoever...."

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Dan would hear out the Soviets offer confident and spirited rebuttal mixed in with an offer to take him on, himself. He reacted to their offer with some light laughter and paused to allow the crowd time to react. As the audience's chanting continued, the owner of the company would continue.

"Yes, most 'fun' is better reserved for a private time and place. And while I appreciate your challenge, I'll have to take you up on it another time, ladies....But..." Some folks reacted with immediate disappointment but that was soon quelled when Dan implied that he did have other news.

"But, I do have other news!" He said while raising a finger. "I said that I do what I can for the talent in my company and I stand by that. So with the intent of giving you what you asked for....Sofia Chekov...Natasha Rostovik. I'm putting you two in a match." The audience began making audible cheers of approval.

"A tag match! Oh! And not just any tag match. The stipulation will be that both members of one team must pin a member of the other at the same time, for three counts, in order to win. That match starts right now." He'd begin to walk to the towards the backstage area and as he did, the cheers and chanting continued. But before he disappeared, he'd stop for a second and turn around. "Oh! My apologies!
Almost forgot the most important part. Your opponents! Well...I'll let you form your own opinions on them after you take them on."

The man would then make his leave, hitting a casual stride as he left for the backstage area in the direction of his office. A pause ensue. It was long enough for everyone in the arena to infer that it was intentionally drawn out to build anticipation. Finally, after several seconds of waiting, a hyped song would begin to play on the stadium speakers. On the 10 second mark, right on queue, two immediately recognizable masked women would burst out of the backstage area together and appear at the top of the ramp to the sounds of near universal praise!



As the two took their place on at the top of the entrance ramp, the woman in purple would stand tall and wave. And the other, smaller girl clad in pink and white would hop on her back for a moment, seemingly out of excitement. After waving to the crowd together for a short moment, the two cat themed wrestlers would begin to make their way down the ramp to enter the ring and face the Soviets! During their walk down, the ring announcer would introduce them formally.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, this match is scheduled for one fall! Making their way to the ring, at a combined weight of 332 pounds! The team of Katherine Hart and Tracy Canon! The SWAT Cats!!!"

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The Russian's watched and listened to the boss of LAW as he spoke. Their eyes lit up as they heard the match stipulation. Double pins were Soviet Seductions best move. It was how they beat rivals and they loved to squash a girl or set of girls with their double team facesit. However the music was not something they recognized. Stood close with arms folded they scowled as the crowd cheered. They seemed to know the team which further unnerved the Russians. As soon as they saw the team Sofia and Natasha laughed out loud

A cat team?? Cats?? They shook their heads in unison grabbing each other to prevent one another from falling down with their laughter. Moving back to their corner, it was Sofia who got ready to start, letting the SWAT cats get into the ring. They didnt cheat and cheap shot the team as they didnt need to. This was going to be a short match, they completely dismissed Kat and Tracy.

As the crowd died down, Sofia called out. "You two are so cute, you will be even cuter when we sit on both your faces!" Natasha couldnt resist chipping in and said, "Yez, zee big one looks like she can smother, but Mother Russia will crush zee kitty!" It was a poor put down, but the purple haired Russian let her fighting and her smothering speak for her, which was a good thing, because her speeches were comical at times.

Sofia moved out raising her hands and decided to pick on Tracy as she was smaller. "Little kitty kat, we are going to pull you into our corner and show you the meaning of smothering, you are going to be helpless, and her *pointing at Kat* Your fat partner isnt going to help you!" Sofia loved to trash talk, it was her way of seeing how her rivals acted

She waited along with Natasha for the ref to start the match. The crowd cheered and booed in equal measure, they really wanted to see the Cats take it to the Russian heels

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As the Soviets reacted to their opposing team's debut with laughter to the point of nearly falling over, the pair of masked women made their way to the ring to the tune of wild cheers. Clearly the audience was more familiar with these felines than the Soviets were. After the two slid under the bottom rope and entered the ring together, they'd notice that the Soviets rudely and overtly brushed them off. The smaller, pink feline Tracy would pop up to her feet first and take offense after hearing their opponents, particularly towards the comments made at the expense of her mentor, Kat.

"Fat!? The only smothering you pervy Russians are gonna learn is being suffocated by the feeling of defeat after me and Kat give you a big ol' fat loss, tonight! Ya hear?!"

"Easy, Tracy. Wait for the match to start, at least." Kat would say while putting a hand on Tracy's shoulder to try and prevent her from lunging at Sofia before the sound of the bell. "Ohhhh you Russians messed up. Even I don't have an easy time sparring with Tracy when she's pissed off."

Tracy had always looked up to Katherine even before she got into wrestling. Hearing Sofia insult her in broad daylight riled her up quicker than any pre-match stretching or warming up would. The pink feline, still filled with energy and hostility would bounce up and down in anticipation of the match. Seeing her partner raring to go, Kat took her place in the corner and offered her partner some parting advice before the bell. "Don't get too reckless, Trace. Go wild, but not too wild." She'd say with a wink.

When the bell sounded, the roared in anticipation of the contest now taking place. Wasting no time, Miss Canon dashed forwards towards Sofia and leaping towards her. The Circus Cat would attempt to hit her blonde foe with a Lou Thesz Press! If her opening move took her foe by surprise and floored her, Tracy would land on Sofia with her chest atop the Soviet's face. Unlike her partner, Tracy had no qualms with using lewder moves or strategies, and as such, she'd be adamant about keeping her opponent down and smothered.

"That's what you like, right?! How's that?"

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The pair of Russians laughed at Tracy's feisty nature and even went as far to give a fake yawn, Natasha especially was acting cocky given how she had the sanctuary of the ring ropes and the apron to keep the cats from getting to her. Sofia on the other hand was all business, for all her mouthy put downs, she knew that she was the weaker wrestler of the pair. Recently she had found LAW hard going, as although she was indeed skilled, she was less willing to cheat as much as her purple haired tag partner would. As such, in relative straight matches, she was out wrestled, out muscled and all too often found herself flat on her back being pinned. Sofia was determined that couldnt happen again tonight and so tried to focus

However, the cat image was amusing to her and she let off one last taunt to Tracy. "Dont get too worked up kitty, I will fetch you a ball of string and you can.. huh?" Before the speech ended, Tracy was flying at Sofia, chest first and it was as much as Sofia hated to admit it, quite the sight! "UUGGGFFFF!" She hit the canvas hard and found her face buried between Tracy's soft generous breasts. Sofia panicked at first flailing and struggling, it didnt help matters that the ref girl dropped and dared to count it as a pin. No way could Sofia lose this early and to one of her own favorite moves!

As the count reached ONE! Sofia calmed her humiliation and nerves and pushed on Tracy's shoulder, kicking off on the canvas to look to roll the pair and get the cat girl off her. If it worked the Russian would place both hands on Tracy's large chest and squeeze before pushing up and trying to scramble back to her feet. "I see how you want to play kitty kat, dont worry, you will be licking me all over by the time we are done!"

Natasha on the outside looked concerned, she had seen this type of fight before. Sofia was more flirting that threatening and it meant whilst she would struggle, her willpower could easily be overcome by more blatant smother moves like that. She spoke in Russian at Sofia who simply ignored the comment, frustrating Natasha who turned her attentions to Kat

"Try zis with me fatcat and I will crush you!"

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Despite lacking the experience or strength of her partner, Tracy was able to get an edge on her opponent by making use of her speed and closing the distance between herself and Sofia within mere seconds! The pink feline warrior flew and the Russian and tackled her to the ground, landing with her chest on Sofia's face and giving her a taste of the medicine that the Soviet team promised them and any other opponents willing to take them on. While it was done in a fit of anger and revenge for the trash talk from earlier, it was proving to be effective for now. As Miss Canon struggled to remain atop Sofia the referee got down to begin a count. This caused Kat to roll her eyes.

"You only count if both of us pin them! And Tracy, stop playing their game! You don't have to-" Her reprimanding would be cut short by Rostovik threat. "Lady, I will wrestle circles around you!" She'd say. While this was going on, Sofia would manage to kick off the canvas and roll herself and the other legal woman in the ring over such that she'd be on top. The Russian would place her hands on Tracy's chest and squeeze and push off of them to find her way up to her feet, earning her a squealing reaction from her active opponent.

"Oh! Now you're asking for it!" Tracy said while rolling backwards and ending up on all fours, pausing for a moment and living up to the feline gimmick before abruptly pushing off the canvas and quickly rising to her feet. She readied herself to engage Sofia again. This time she lunged at the blonde in an attempt to lock up with her and keep the match going!

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The pair active in the ring were giving it as much as their respective tag partners outside. There was something about the Kats which just rubbed Natasha the wrong way. She hated cats, she was much more used to bears in her native Russia.

Sofia meanwhile locked up with Tracy and struggled for dominance. The one thing had over Tracy was experience and with a slip of her body, Sofia drive to drive her knee up into the cats tummy to get her to bend over. If it worked Sofia would grab Tracy by the hair and nod to Natasha who smirked at Kat. The blond Russian would drag Tracy over to the corner and try to slam the cats head into Natasha's boot which was now atop the turnbuckle.

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When locking up with Sofia, Tracy tried to push forward with almost all the force she could muster. She was still acting out of annoyance and frustration with the Russians, who had insulted her team and her mentor multiple times now. The young rookie's eagerness would often work in her favor, but in this exchange, Sofia's background and experience let her punish Tracy's overeagerness with a swift knee to the abs!

"Urf!" Tracy let out a soft groan as Sofia's knee found it's mark. The smaller of the SWAT Cats would double over after taking the blow. Canon would seen find herself being pulled by the mask and hair and forcefully pulled towards the Soviets' corner! Sofia would follow up her strike by ramming Tracy's head into Natasha's boot! This caused Tracy to fall to her knees. She only just now processed that this was a section of the ring she didn't want to be caught hanging out in!

"C-Crap!"