L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

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Type: No-DQ gauntlet match

Rules: This gauntlet will be divided into multiple rounds. Some rounds have special details that must be met before attempting a pin or verbal submission, otherwise the attempt fails. As soon as one round concludes, the next round will begin after a maximum of 30 seconds. The gauntlet does not stop with a loss; the match will only end when Gabriel deals with the last opponent. Each round is won by pinfall or verbal submission.

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As the victor of the previous match claimed her prize and slipped out of sight, the lights of the M&T Bank Stadium flickered as the titantron once again came to life. The image faded in slowly, from a murky black, while the sound of wind stilled any rustling in the crowd. Soon, the central image became clear: A canvas, against which was projected the black silhouette of wagon wheel, suspended on wooden scaffolding. The wheel was slowly rotating, its cobweb-draped spokes spinning like the arms of a windmill. Then, the voice of Mr. Halloween is unmistakable.

”As we turn the page, we come to a chapter dedicated to a single person. A solo adventure, if you would, though one crowded with many enemies. As part of this tale, I am offered the rare opportunity to share with you a gem from my collection.” Although the book is not visible, the audience can hear paper sliding on paper.

”The history of the device whose shadow you see projected runs some several thousand years, and is believed to have been used in the age of the Romans.” As the wind continued to rumble, the audience would begin to detect other sounds creeping into the background. Here’s the groan of wood being turned, there’s the snap timber splitting. As the wheel continues to spin, another shadow begins to darken, overlaid on the wheel—the image of a skeletal body, arms splayed to the edges of this wheel, spinning at the same rate as the accelerating circle. ”The device's operation is simple: The victim is bound, ankle and wrist, to its circumference and then...spun. Faster and faster and faster, until…”

Splat. What had been the sound of wood creaking became a wet crunch. Screams echo, soft and distant, beneath the wind. The skeleton's arms bend, then break, spinning off at comic angles as the torso and skull contorted with agony. At the same time, a thin sheet of gray smoke rose in front of the camera's view.

”...An iron rod is inserted between the spokes, breaking the limbs of our unfortunate victim. Thus the name of Gabriel Vinlee's adversary: The Breaking Wheel.”

The screams began to fade and die, until once again only the cold wind blew through the stadium, and the wheel's turning came to a stop. The smoke, before only a thin film, now casts the entire room in a thick brown fog, red and flickering from flames offscreen.

”Tonight, this long-inactive device will once again see use, as we aim to break another woman. For Gabriel...sweet Gabriel...we will spin the wheel. We will spin it seven times, once each for seven deadly nightmares, each sent to snap the limbs of our victim.”

As Mr. Halloween spoke, the sheet onto which the shadows had been projected began to gout flames. The room was utterly engulfed in black smoke. At the same moment, the same black smog rose from under the ring, billowing angry clouds until they had completely covered the ring. When the smoke had receded, a wheel stood at the center of the ring—a casino's roulette, propped up like a breaking wheel.

”Which will crack first, I wonder? Will it be the spirit, the will, and the body of Gabriel Vinlee? Or the iron bones of her assailants? We will soon see. Spin the wheel, and we may begin.”

Nightmares released by roulette...

As soon as midnight struck, the orange lights settled into the portal on the upper ramp. There was nothing but a padded ring, 3 ropes on each side, obscured with an apron that looked like a widow's veil, and touched up with orange fragrances plus macabre smiles.

And when the beat of their music theme began to vibrate the lights as if it were a real pulse, coursing through every corner of M&T Bank Stadium, the general euphoria in the crowd reverberated in the same way that a gust of rising air would with Mr. Halloween's advert on the table.

If The Breaking Wheel was about to reach its peak and only needed the intentions of Gabriel's security to start the movie, then this non-DQ Gauntlet only needed to warrant one more narrative before seeing how much it takes to break a woman who thinks she's tough and sadomasochistic enough:

"REPRESENTING THE THREE LIONS' COUNTRY AS ONE OF THEIR BEST HUNTERS IN ORDER TO PURGE THIS ARENA OF MR. HALLOWEEN'S NIGHTMARES. WHO WILL SEEK TO ACCEPT WHATEVER HIS TOY HAS TO OFFER. THE INDOMITABLE HUNTRESS: GABRIEL VINLEE." Present her as the candidate she is!

...The royal viper moved those curtains with a subtle flutter of her arms, wandering with a sway of her hips as she raised her wrists in rhythm with the collective euphoria. It was who could matter most, who without her this party has no heart. A blonde who went out to show her face armoured by nothing more than pieces of unresistant fabric.

Her crop corset had no other laces than the one in front and divided her bust into two hemispheres round and very still despite their volume. Highlighting her breasts in that cleavage while her tiny, tight-fitting waistcoat barely covered her upper back. Her flat, strong abs were bare. The slatted skirt that barely reached her mid-thighs billowed unsubtly as she began what she turned into her catwalk on her way to the theme ring. The long hard leather boots, laces, and stockings in conjunction with her leather gauntlets were what complemented all the protection she could possibly need.

The queen ascended to what is her realm, the ring, by the stairs, then made her way down the apron, sliding her hand along the top rope until she reached the middle of the ring and, looking at the audience, crossed one of her long but very powerful legs into the ring. She then winked at someone while biting the tip of her tongue before sinking her whole body over the middle rope to move inside the ring to her torso, and concluding by sliding her other leg as well.

Spoiler

The first queen advanced with this prancing entrance in the direction of her corner to climb up to the middle turnbuckle and lift her fingers in the air to savour some more of that vigour and cheers.

She wasn't fond of making the audience believe they were part of the show, but tonight, they were, even if they didn't climb into the ring for or against her, they were part of her tragedy with this roulette of the 7 nightmares. And Gabriel was thrilled to have people reminding her at all times of what tonight meant: her dream come true, to deal with whatever Law threw at her!

Once she had finished bathing in euphoria, she turned around and sat on the top turnbuckle, crossed her legs there and by the omnipotence of Mr. Halloween, the roulette started spinning by itself as soon as the protagonist felt comfortable. Too comfortable.

The needle squeaked as it rubbed against the nails on the rim of the wheel; the blonde disguised her eagerness well; Mr Halloween watched with the same degree of attention as someone who goes to see what is on their TV today - only it knew what their Broken Wheel had in store for her.

No face was revealed on the roulette - it was just a black wheel covered in riddles. Gabriel wouldn't even know how many sides the roulette had—it had no consistency—but she never cared to answer that question. She only cared about one thing: what was going to come through that doorway when the wheel stopped and the music began to rumble as hers did. And that moment... happened now.

Roulette on the verge of stopping


Titantron screen

“As long as mankind had looked up to the sky, they were wondering if we were all alone!” The lights in the arena would turn off and the general noises would die down. Soon some led-lights in the ceiling would be turned on, making it look like a star-spangled night sky. The lights would even start to flicker, making it all look more dynamic. “Later we found out that we were not the only planet, countless worlds just like ours were out there and people were more and more sure that we could not be alone here! And now they came… they are here, trying to Concore and enslave us, a race of brave and wild space warriors! Their technology is powered by the energy of love!”

“NOW introducing the second fighter entering this gauntlet! She is the leader of alien force invading our planet, it is the space queen AVA!” With that he headlights would be turned on and would begin to shine towards the ceiling of the arena. Up there was a decoy UFO, hanging with a steal rope from the ceiling. Standing onto of the flying saucer was AVA. She was wearing not her usual uniform but a space out. She would laugh loudly covering her mouth.
“She came here to show that she is superior to all of us by beating every one joining this gautlet one after the other. But don´t worry after she showed all of us who the worlds leader should be she might allow her opponents to become her love toys!”

The flying saucer began to slowly lower, while she would spin around the steal rope, using it similar to a dancing pole, ending with her leaning backwards away from the rope while her legs were tangled around the rope. When the saucer was finally down, ava would try ot jump off it only to bounce back as she forgot to undo the safety garnet. After fumbling around with it for a moment she was finally free and jumped onto the top of the ramp. Throwing her cape backwards into the air, while holding her toy blaster next to her face, getting a loud and happy reaction from the fans. Ava began to hop walk down the ramp throwing kisses to the fans.
As soon as she reached the ring she would stop at the far side away from her opponent and pointed the space laser at her and would in playful way act like she just shoot Gabi with her lovelaser. After that she would hand over the spacegun and the cape to the timekeeper and climbed into the ring to face her opponent. Ava would stand in her corner until the bell rung and opened the match. As soon as that happened she would rush out of the corner and run towards her opponent. She would try to start this match off strong and aggressive, trying to jump her opponent, hoping to get a good grab of Gabi´s shoulders for a lockup and push the girls backwards into her corner.

Spoiler

Gabriel would not be impatient from the top of the upper turnbuckle, which was now her throne. Of all here she was the most eager to see what this macabre roulette had in store for her and boy did she not disappoint.

The entrance of an Alien queen to challenge the slayer queen for dominance of the ring, she found that exciting and a good move to start this off.

And looking at her from the height of her throne, the first nightmare was anything but a threat to her, she was so charming, adorable and loving that the desire to beat her to a pulp outweighed her natural desire to beat her into submission.

And a knowing chuckle would escape her for seconds when the alien queen pointed her spacegun at her—she could overlap it with her hand, but her complacency at what was shaping up to be fun was palpable.


Round 1 theme: The aliens invade!

That headline would be etched on the titantron as Ava finally set her feet inside the ring, turned in her extra gear and went to her corner. The slayer queen would hop down from the corner, holding onto the ropes to gracefully drop down and float her skirt on the way down.

The bell rang three times, and the alien immediately ran towards the corner opposite her own, Gabriel had barely taken a few steps forward in Ava's direction when she processed what was happening: Ava wasn't rushing to meet her in the centre of the ring, she was rushing to tackle her!
That was the queen's understanding, and she was on guard too late to catch the alien queen's predatory hands with her own for an initial lockup.

It was a smart move on Ava's part - with that momentum she could have slammed the huntress queen into the corner to give her a rough start in this undefined gauntlet match; but as soon as their hands met and all of Ava's momentum pushed like an unstoppable run over, the queen dropped backward, bending all that enemy momentum downwards to knock herself down without letting go of the alien queen's hands.

It was only going to be a frenetic second, the momentum wouldn't be enough to process anything. It only was her reacting, not thinking: Gabriel's legs would flex towards her own chest and extend upwards into a double kick aimed at the space queen's abdomen to suspend her with a monkey flip and take advantage of the momentum she had originally intended to tackle her with to throw her headfirst into the middle turnbuckle in the corner behind herself. Gabriel was aiming to stun Ava from the start, and if the monkey flip succeeded, she would like to see what happens to this other queen as she suffered from her own frenzy and Gabriel was delighted to star in that.

Ava was like a unstoppable force… as she was not able to stop herself in time as her opponent would drop backwards and pulled her forwards. The eyes of the lightweight would widen in shock as her opponent pulled her right over herself and in the next moment Gabriel´s boots were pressed into her stomach to keep her from dropping. The boots of Gabi shoved into the stomach to push her higher into the air as ava moved right over her opponent. She could clearly see the twisted and mean smirk on the face of her opponent as she was helpless to stop it.
Send flying like a UFO Ava was thrown towards the corner right behind her opponent. All her momentum came to a sudden stop when her head would crash against the middle turnbuckle. The whole body of ava would bounce upwards as her head snapped into her neck.
Her eyes went glassy right from the impact… her knees gave in under her and she would drop onto a kneeling position, with her head resting on the turnbuckle and her arms hanging limp down from the side of her body. Right now, ava was staring into a bright light as bells were ringing in her ears… The small girl was dazed and stunned but not really knocked out… The referee would check on her arm, lifting it up and letting it drop… only for ava to keep it up in the air out of reflex. This allowed the referee to let the match run on…
The crowd meanwhile went silence as they did not expect such an extreme opener.

Gabriel would flip forward to hop back on her feet after feeling and hearing the turnbuckle meet Ava's face. The queen was ready for another of those attempts to surprise her, but Ava was on her knees after that start.

Her head was suspended over the middle turnbuckle and her arms were hanging from the ropes. It seemed to have been too much, but the queen didn't think so, let alone feel compassion when the referee lifted Ava's arm to see if she could continue, seeing that the other queen here could because she was still conscious, resisting dropping her arm.

So, the huntress queen paid her respects, approaching her rear and pinching the cloth between her buttocks to give it a tug, easily the cloth would sink between Ava's legs and demonstrate how much strength there must be in those tendons in her hand to accomplish such a feat to make a small but useful wedgie for her plans, forcing her to lift her ass while still with her head lying on the turnbuckle. The referee couldn't stop anything unless the conditions of the round were met or there was a real risk of no return, but those are technicalities that someone as clinical and surgical as Gabriel would make sure wouldn't happen - at least not to their opponents.

"I suppose you were as pleased to meet me as I was to meet you." She said turning from a condescending statement to a grim hiss.
So further, Gabriel would run her fingers with the pressure of an orchestral maestro across the fabric to her hips and with a jerk would join her opponent's cheeks to her hips in a somewhat obscene posture—Gabriel would look up at the titantron for a moment, the rule to win the match was under Ava's picture:

verbal submission after an orgasm or KO orgasm.

It sounded like something Gabriel could exploit too much, sadly for the referee to witness. Their attention would return to the one she want to devour.—

"And I think you know as well as I do that in this match we can't limit ourselves by anything on the outside, don't you?" She would add, sinking her fingertips into the soft skin of this lightweight. The audience had come back to life, being as concerned as they were excited about the main queen's sculpture.

If all went on without interruption from anyone so far, neither the referee nor the potential aggressor nor Gabriel herself, the huntress queen would lean forward as she ran her fingers from her cheeks to her waist and then around and around her as she continued to speak.

Her subtlety and delicacy were as even as a surgeon's pulse.

"So, with your permission, let me start this match properly. That last word would be punctuated by a pout as the queen bent backwards to lift Ava off the canvas, separating her from the turnbuckle as well and then continuing to bend backwards to turn her world 180 degrees to drive the back of the alien head plus her shoulders, to the canvas!

It was to be a German suplex, the start of the three crowns!

All that slipped over the lips of ava was a quite groan as her opponent gave her a wedgy by pulling up her leotard. The fabric would slip between her buttchecks and the butt of Ava was even lifted up a little bit into the air as she was still kneeling there. She would not make any attempts to push away her opponent or free herself from that. Ava was not realizing what was happening, she would not understand that the gentle fingers of her opponent were running over her skin, moving alongside her hipbone and then moving around her waist only to end with gabi´s arms totally engulfing her and grabbing her. The hunter was lifting Ava up from the ground in an incredible show of strength by making it look so easy and light. Ava would just hang there like a wet sack of clothes… only to be thrown over the head of her opponent, having gabi throw her right over her body and slam her neck first into the ground again for a brutal and powerful german suplex. The whole ring would shake from the impact as the tiny girl was slammed down into the fabric, having the wooden planks bend under the force. Soon ava would bounce up again and roll over the mat, the momentum of the drop not fully stopping after the collision with the floor. After coming to a full stop ava would just lay there and groan for a few moments before she pushed her hands ito the mat and slowly pushed herself back up to her feet. “not done…” would she whiper to herself quietly, trying to rise back up to her feet her knees shaking under her own weight.

The crowd would gasp and shake their heads back at the thud of the suplex slamming Ava's head into the canvas. As unreal as it sounds, the ring rumbled as if the planks under the canvas suffered permanent after-effects as Ava bounced and rolled away from the inertia of the fall afterwards.

So hard did she hammer her that Gabriel couldn't even execute a second suplex to inaugurate her three crowns in this gauntlet, maybe it was her own decision to let her go after the thunder, or maybe it was the same inertia that snatched her from their grasp, who knows, only herself has the answer.

And as an aside, the queen turned face down to suspend her body on her hands, emulating a cheetah with her eyes attentive to any movement of the ragdoll-like body of this invader.

Ava moaned, she was still in her body then, so at any moment she may try to get up, and Gabriel would be delighted to witness the moment she did. She doesn't want to break a fighter in front of others, she wants to dominate her. So if Ava kept it up, Gabriel would be thrilled to show everyone what this alien queen is capable of by coming out in one piece against a predator like the First Queen.

And accordingly, when Ava recovered, the crowd's cheers were invoked towards her, eager to give her more and connect a good blow to that blonde demon—in return, the queen rose in unison as well, balancing on one foot to reinforce her presence even without the fatigue of her own, as if nothing in her was worn out, unlike Ava's bearing that seemed to have been waiting for a blow. Aiming her beautiful jade eyes whimsical, possessive and knowing towards the petite brunette. With her gaze shadowed by her fringe in a mismatched gesture.

The only response Gabriel could give to Ava's denial about staying down was to lift two of her fingers and bend them towards herself, daring her to step up then and give her hers best move.

It was clear that the huntress queen was confident that she had Ava's mind scheming in the direction she wanted, that 'not done' was her biggest proof of that, and if she wasn't, then the roulette victim had the card that was going to detonate in her face if she took the bait.

The crowd would gasp and shake their heads back at the thud of the suplex slamming Ava's head into the canvas. As unreal as it sounds, the ring rumbled as if the planks under the canvas suffered permanent after-effects as Ava bounced and rolled away from the inertia of the fall afterwards.

So hard did she hammer her that Gabriel couldn't even execute a second suplex to inaugurate her three crowns in this gauntlet, maybe it was her own decision to let her go after the thunder, or maybe it was the same inertia that snatched her from their grasp, who knows, only herself has the answer.

And as an aside, the queen turned face down to suspend her body on her hands, emulating a cheetah with her eyes attentive to any movement of the ragdoll-like body of this invader.

Ava moaned, she was still in her body then, so at any moment she may try to get up, and Gabriel would be delighted to witness the moment she did. She doesn't want to break a fighter in front of others, she wants to dominate her. So if Ava kept it up, Gabriel would be thrilled to show everyone what this alien queen is capable of by coming out in one piece against a predator like the First Queen.

And accordingly, when Ava recovered, the crowd's cheers were invoked towards her, eager to give her more and connect a good blow to that blonde demon—in return, the queen rose in unison as well, balancing on one foot to reinforce her presence even without the fatigue of her own, as if nothing in her was worn out, unlike Ava's bearing that seemed to have been waiting for a blow. Aiming her beautiful jade eyes whimsical, possessive and knowing towards the petite brunette. With her gaze shadowed by her fringe in a mismatched gesture.

The only response Gabriel could give to Ava's denial about staying down in this gauntlet was to lift two of her fingers and bend them towards herself, daring her to step up then and give her their best move.

It was clear that the huntress queen was confident that she had Ava's mind scheming in the direction she wanted, that 'not done' was her biggest proof of that, and if she wasn't, then the roulette victim had the card that was going to detonate in her face if she took the bait.