L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Vanessa I. Price vs. Harmony
Match Type: Scream My Name Hentai Match
Rules: The winner must make the loser scream her name during a climax to end the match.

The arena grew dark aside from multiple strobe lights as Money by The Warning hit and Vanessa I. Price came out onto the stage with a confident smile on her face, wearing a new set of green gear, a pair of sunglasses, glancing around at the crowd as they booed her loudly. This time, she had a matching jacket on as well, and she turned, putting her back to the crowd, looking completely smug and satisfied with herself. The jacket in bright bedazzled letters said: I ALWAYS WIN. This realization got those in attendance jeering her even more loudly, and VIP could only laugh.

The fashionista was having her first match since her Apex Match against Amber Skye. A hard fought battle that, although she had taken great liberties and broken the rules multiple times, Vanessa I. Price was declared the winner. And regardless of how it happened, she was completely satisfied to have won and kept her winning streak going. And she had proclaimed loudly after it, a single truth that she believed: I ALWAYS WIN. A motto she was taking to her next match up against some newcomer. She didn't bother to even learn her name, she was so confident. And in a Scream My Name Hentai Match? Well, they didn't seem to be challenging her new catchphrase at all. And her ever loyal partner Chelsea Loski had joined her on the stage after VIP had gotten enough of the crowd focus. Turning her head, she stole a sensual kiss from the redhead before putting her focus back on the ring.

A red carpet unfurled in front of Vanessa as she began to walk down the ramp and towards the ring, holding out her arms proudly while she was pelted with more boos as Chelsea followed a distance behind, not wanting to take away from any of Price's spotlight. Eventually, she was able to walk up the ring ropes, giving a smug look at the crowd and shaking her head. Then Price commanded the referee to open the ring ropes for her, which the official complied, pulling down the bottom rope as Vanessa walked through and stepped out to the center of the ring with her arms out and a wide smile on her face, soaking in more of the loud boos. She went to the center of the ring, proudly soaking in the negative attention she was receiving in stride.

She would then take off her sunglasses, followed by her jacket, and she handed them to the referee. The ever-confident Vanessa I. Price went to her corner, looking down at Chelsea Loski with a sly grin before performing a last few stretches in the ring as she awaited the entrance of her opponent, Harmony. A name fitting, as VIP intended to make Harmony sing her name in this match for a win.

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Preparing for her match against Vanessa, Harmony heard the boos from the spectators towards her opponent. Her reactions were hardly surprising to the Frenchwoman, as she had informed herself to prepare to face this specific opponent. Although they aren't in the same weight class, Harmony enjoys a challenge, and she doesn't mind it. However, she is conscientious of her opponent's impressive record with 11 victories for only 1 defeat, a fact which, it must be admitted, commands respect.

The lights go out, plunging the arena into darkness and silence. Then, Harmony's musical theme began to resonate, accompanied by spotlights which illuminated the entrance through which she was going to make her appearance.

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Harmony enters dressed in her usual outfit, dominated by her favorite color, green. The black shades intertwine elegantly, and a smile full of sincerity and confidence lights up his face.

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Harmony makes an entrance that clearly captures the audience's enthusiasm. She takes care to warmly greet the spectators who chant her name, thus expressing her gratitude to all her supporters.
" Bonjours everyone !!! "

As she makes her warm entrance, Harmony notices the presence of what appears to be her rival's manager. She remains hopeful that there will be no excess or tension with this person during the match.

After bowing one last time to the audience who continue to cheer, Harmony slips between the ropes to reach her corner.

In her corner, Harmony impatiently waits for the sound of the bell, mentally reviewing her plan one last time. Her opponent's specialty lies in submission techniques, and therefore, it is imperative for her to minimize direct contact with Vanessa as much as possible. Although Harmony is proficient in hand-to-hand combat, she recognizes that the weight gap gives her opponent a significant advantage. So, she plans to play with distance, remaining agile and fast to compensate for this difference and increase her chances of success.

At the sound of the bell, announcing the start of the fight, Harmony places herself in a fighting stance, aiming to maintain a cautious distance from her opponent. She knows that strategic distancing is key to countering Vanessa's submission skills, and she prepares to maneuver with agility to stay out of range of any potentially dangerous moves.

Vanessa I. Price watched as Harmony made her way to the ring, giving the crowd a 'Really?' kind of look as they cheered for her opponent. They really were easily impressed. VIP shook her head and looked back at Chelsea Loski on the outside and said, "Oh, this girl has no idea what she's in for." She laughed and then patiently waited for Harmony to get into her corner. And Price simply sneered confidently at her foe, not showing even a shred of worry.

Then the bell rang and Vanessa proceeded to walk towards the center of the ring, not even getting into a fighting stance. Instead, the fashionista would then lick her lips as she narrowed her gaze at Harmony. "My, my... You look so proud of yourself right now," stated VIP with a grin. "You finally made it to the big time... because you're facing me. And I'm sure you think... 'Well, if I try really hard and do all the right things, I'm sure I can win.' But here's the thing, little Harmony," explained Vanessa.

Then, she would strike out to give Harmony a shove to her face, a humiliating move not meant to cause actual harm to anything but her ego. "There is nothing you can do to win! And all of the right choices will not bring you success! Because there is no such thing as doing the right thing against me! Because I! Always! Win!" shouted VIP as she got loud jeers from the crowd, stepping backwards with a cocky grin on her face. "You're just as well off laying down right now and letting me screw you and thanking me for the privilege of having your name next to mine in any capacity!" spat the cruel Vanessa before laughing boisterously. Not a single lick of concern from VIP as she stood there with her arms out, relishing in the boos she was receiving.

Chelsea used to think having it this good was impossible. She'd been employed with Vanessa close to a year now and was loving it, she was no longer working hard to make it month to month off part time appearances and side gigs, her main gig payed all of her bills and still left her with enough to splurge, making her side gigs free money. Not only that her new positions directly assisting the VIP meant she was working where all of her talents were useful, and she got to have fun with a sexy blonde when they had some free time. It was still a working relationship and they both understood that, no drama or commitments besides what was in the contract and what they both agreed to. It was fun, now Chelsea didn't need to hijack shows, she could just sit back and watch the fun until she was called in to assist. She stayed behind VIP, only coming in close when Vanessa leaned in for a kiss that Chelsea eagerly returned, and then drifted back once the red carpet came out to let Vanessa bask in her spotlight. She should've been wearing that fancy Openweight belt that she won after she beat Amber, but LAW decided to go with a heavyweight. Chelsea was convinced the barbarian that won it threatened somebody since no one could look at Vanessa's courageous performance through Apex and think anyone else was worthy of the belt. Sadly they had to settle for the new jacket Vanessa had made for herself, and on her it was already more valuable than that championship.

"Get loud for VIP everyone! No need to save your voices it won't get better than this!" Chelsea said getting jeered some more when she said it. She smiled and turned towards Vanessa who was in the middle of her last minute stretches, looking divine in the new outfit that she made with the jacket. She could've looked a little longer, but her opponent got greedy and cut Vanessa's time in the ring solo short by having her music played and arriving. One look at her and she wanted to laugh, a cute smaller blonde who looked so innocent. Harmony was her name, it sounded too perfect. Chelsea and Vanessa looked at each other at the same time and smiled. "I'll make sure the cameras get a good shot of you handling her. Something tells me she'll be good for highlight reels when they finally celebrate you." Chelsea said, wondering if she should go ahead and make dinner reservations. She didn't think this would take long.

Despite this shameful slap, Harmony decides to smile at him, aware that she must remain calm in the face of these insults to preserve her chances against her rival. She thus chooses to maintain a cautious distance while ridiculing her opponent with these words:

" "You always win" I think you're delusional, because I understood that someone had already beaten you, what was her name again... oh yes her name is Mae Madison it's good, right? Are you okay, haven't you been too sad? It's a bit of a stain with your slogan I think "

Carried by the cheers of the crowd after her scathing response to her opponent, Harmony assumes a confident posture. She places her hands on her hips, wearing a smug look towards Vanessa. The Frenchwoman seeks to demonstrate her confidence and contempt for provocations, while consolidating the support of the public who appreciate her controlled attitude in the arena.

" To hear you they would believe that you are the best of all, but the best of all does not come with her babysitter barking "I'M THE BEST, I ALWAYS WIN" but please... I have the impression that Madame suffers from an inferiority complex, but don't worry, I'll take it easy with you "

Harmony is not used to trash-talking, but faced with the obvious physical disparity between the two participants, obtaining the psychological advantage over her opponent seems to be the only viable strategy for her. She thus seeks to mentally influence Vanessa, recognizing that this approach might be her best chance to counterbalance her opponent's physical strength in the ring.

Vanessa I. Price would be expected to fly off the handle at the implication that she might not always win. That perhaps she'd be rattled by being reminded of her singular loss at the start of her career, and it would cause VIP to have a deep doubt in herself. But instead, VIP seemed unfazed, staring at Harmony as she spoke. This poor, stupid little girl. And when Harmony was finally done, Vanessa laughed uproariously all over again. "Oh, is that all, little Harmony?" asked the fashionista.

She looked dead at her with a smirk. "Tell me, can you tell me who Madison Mae is?" VIP looked innocent as she shrugged her shoulders. "No? Can you tell me what Madison Mae has been up to?" She looked around, pointing to Chelsea ringside for an answer, but her redheaded accomplice didn't seem to have an answer either. "Oh, but surely after getting lucky with a win in my very first match, Madison Mae must be up to some incredible things, right?"

That obnoxiously proud laugh once again came from VIP's throat and she said, "Because Madison Mae, means nothing! She means so little to me, that while I am thriving and winning and decimating my competition time after time... Madison Mae is doing nothing. Accomplishing nothing. And looking more and more pathetic in her ugly patriotic gear." Price pointed at her own chest. "So tell me about my inferiority complex, because that would imply that I am inferior in a single way! To anyone here! Because no, Harmony... young, stupid Harmony... I win. I win in ways that your simple mind can't even keep up with or consider! And that's why I'm VIP, the Uncrowned Openweight Champion, and Madison Mae is struggling to even get booked in this god forsaken company! So when I tell you that I Always Win, believe that I always win. Because I'm the VIP of LAW for a good reason! Because all eyes are on me. All the focus is on me. And they want to see exactly what I do to Harmony Salgwyne. And damnit, I love to surprise them... just as much as I'll surprise you."

And then, as soon as Vanessa I. Price stopped speaking, she rushed forward and send a toe kick directly towards her opponent's midsection! She wanted to kick off this match with a sudden, brutal strike to knock the wind out of her opponent. If successful, she could start this match off in the perfect way to prove all of her words as true as much as she believed them! And it would have the bonus of shutting up her insipid foe as well!

Just when Harmony thought she had found a way to gain psychological advantage over her opponent, she was suddenly caught off guard by a vicious kick from Vanessa, directly targeting her abdomen. The impact of the blow makes Harmony stagger, who immediately feels the intense pain in her stomach. Vanessa's strategy to counter Harmony's provocations puts the latter in a delicate position, forcing her to reconsider her tactics in the face of an adversary more cunning than she had initially estimated.

The spectators, with a real dislike towards Vanessa because of her actions as a heel, expressed their dissatisfaction loud and clear. Their hostility towards the devious wrestler was felt through a cacophony of hisses, boos and shows of disapproval, creating an electric atmosphere in the arena.

Despite the intense pain resulting from the devastating kick, the Frenchwoman had to quickly pull herself together. The difference in weight was felt with this sneak attack, but Harmony, determined, was going to use the momentum of the blow to launch herself towards the ropes. His objective: to execute a powerful Spear and turn the tables on the devious Vanessa.

Vanessa I. Price hit that basic toe kick, meant to stun her opponent. Holding her arms out, VIP had a smug look as satisfaction on her face at that stupid rookie was stumbling away! "Precisely the kind of intellect and gumption I'd expect from a loser like this," stated the fashionista. Elated with herself, she looked back to see that Harmony was already running back at her.

With an alarmed expression, she was promptly speared by the Frenchwoman! Send down onto her back, Price let out a loud groan of pain, kicking her feet and scowling. This stupid girl. She would dare try to come at her with a move like this? Vanessa I. Price deserved better than this, and Harmony deserved far worse. She was still surprised by the attack and needed a moment to recover though, holding her midsection with one arm!

Harmony remains on her knees, watching Vanessa who is writhing in pain after the Spear she gave her. She still feels the impact of Vanessa's kick to the stomach, but she refuses to let the pain slow her down. It's the start of the match, and she knows she must stay focused to take control of the situation.

She gets up and follows up with a precise knee strike to Vanessa's stomach. This move aims to further weaken she opponent and give them a slight disadvantage from the start of the match.

" I hope you're not too hurt." She said in a nonchalant manner.

Harmony, wanting to capitalize on Vanessa's pain and wanting to take control of the start of the match, she will try to grab her by the shoulders to try to get her up. Once standing, she will try to apply an abdominal stretch on her, aiming to stretch Vanessa's abdominal muscles to continue doing damage to her stomach.

VIP was on the mat, holding her tight stomach in pain. She fumed from having been put onto her back by this insignificant rookie so early into this match. And oh, how Vanessa I. Price vowed that she would pay for it. It wouldn't be immediately, certainly, as Harmony was already pulling Price up to her feet. The technician in Vanessa knew to try abating the incoming maneuver.

She kept her body moving, grunting as she would pivot, trying to lock her arms from being wrested entirely. To get locked into a submission this early on would be even worse than a mere lucky spear. "You... will... cease!" exclaimed the fashionista, feeling Harmony finally able to get in a position to lock on the submission.

As VIP continued to resist, she would then let out a yell and lift her foot up, attempting to stomp directly onto Harmony's own foot! Then, if successful, she would attempt a rough back elbow to try forcing the newcomer off of her! It would be a dubiously legal solution, but it wasn't uncommon for Vanessa to take any shortcut necessary to make her in-ring time easier.