L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

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Lucy chilled on a Sunday morning in Tokyo. The world was her oyster today.

"Gym? Naaah, I have no match tomorrow..."

"Stream? Eeeeh...not in the mood...if I game, I wanna do something by myself..."

But for even that, she was too lazy to do. So instead, she lazily checked out youtube on her computer, lazying about on social media, and casually deciding her plans for the day...

...right up until she received a knock on her door:

"Hm...didn't order anything..."

Lucy would approach the door, asking: "Who is it?", behind it...

Lucy thought it was over. Little did she know, it wasn't going to be that easy. Not when she had messed with the wrong people.

Not long ago, Lucy had faced AHW United States Champion Mina Morgan in the first round of Outmatched in Oil, an oil wrestling tournament booked in collaboration between LAW and Starship AV Studio. Mina, an accomplished catfighter in her own right and a decorated second-generation champion, with a merciless attitude and a killer instinct in the ring, had been the natural favorite to win. But, in a shocking upset, it was Lucy who managed to score a come-from-behind victory, trapping Mina in a torture rack and forcing her to submit to a gauntlet of punishment both physical and sexual, leaving her humiliated in front of the world - not only for everyone following the tournament, but for all of Lucy's fans and followers, as the pink-haired girl plastered it all over social media. Not only had Mina lost, Lucy was sure to make everyone remember it.

And that would not do at all for Mina's mother Cynara. She had herself been an apartment wrestling champion in her prime, and she was out to elevate her family name to the heights it had enjoyed in the golden age of AHW. If Lucy had taken down Mina, she had become an obstacle to that goal - and an obstacle that Cynara simply couldn't tolerate.

But Cynara had her ways of getting even. She hadn't held her place at the top without being ruthless and underhanded to do so, and she had left many a hopeful challenger crushed beneath her foot through subterfuge and clever tactics, on the carpet and off. She wasn't going to allow Lucy to claim the upper hand for long. No, she was going to ensure they got even.

Fortunately, Cynara had connections. She had fortunes at her disposal. Her husband was a big name in the wrestling press. If she wanted to find something about anyone in the wrestling world, she had the means to do so. She had made up her mind that she was going to have a personal audience with Lucy Lincoln. And, when she wanted something, she would get it.

That had led her here, to Lucy's apartment. She knocked on the door. And when Lucy's response came, that was all she needed to open the door and invite herself inside.

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"Call it something of a family friend, honey," she muttered, standing in the doorway. "Name's Cynara Morgan - former AHW Champion, if it doesn't ring a bell. You and I need to talk."

Right as Lucy unlocked the door to see who was behind it, her door was swung open. The pinkette only had a moment to step away to avoid her own door swinging in her face!

”Cynara…Morgan…oh…”

The memories of Lucy’s match vs Cynara’s daughter - Mina, flashed in pinkette’s eyes. The spots where Mina savagely clawed at the smaller woman flared up, reminding Lucy of the brutal and lewd battle…

And yet…at seeing her foe’s mother, Lucy could only do one thing.

Laugh:

“Ahahahahahahahaaa…I’m…hahahahahaha…she…the f-jerk seriously went home crying to mommy, huh? Bwahahahahaha…”

It seemed like it would take a moment for the gears to turn in Lucy's head after Cynara introduced herself - and that made the blonde let out a huff, crossing her arms. She remembered, in her day, when she would have fans across the country enthralled at every exploit; at every match she was in. Back then, the name Cynara Morgan was not going to be forgotten by anyone. Clearly, if Lucy needed a moment to process where she had heard her name before, Cynara still had work to do in reestablishing her glory - and that was a thought that made her brow furrow in frustration.

What would stoke her ire even more, though, was when Lucy burst out laughing.

It had already been a stroke of luck that Lucy had been able to claim the victory. She shouldn't even have been able to win - it was all just a freak accident. And yet she just had to be this obnoxiously smug about it all; she had to treat this as some sort of point of pride, like a personal victory. It made the bile rise in her throat. The Morgan name was being mocked - and Cynara would never tolerate such a thing. She would have Lucy know she was picking a battle she could never hope to win!

"I'm not finished." Cynara grabbed Lucy by the shoulder then, tightly enough to let her nails dig into the pink-haired girl's shoulders. "In fact, I had a proposal to make. Something to set the matter straight. That last match between Mina and you...I don't think it does any justice to what my daughter is truly capable of. That's why I think you two are due for a rematch, to set the matter straight. Now, do you agree? Or..." She squeezed Lucy's shoulder even harder. "Do we have to do this the hard way?"

On the one hand, Lucy going "I don't know who you are" to a legend of apartment wrestling was the right way to go...but she couldn't help but laugh at the situation, how her rival behaved like a spoiled girl, running home to mommy at the first sign of trouble. As much as she disliked the blonde, she had some respect for her after the brutal battle they had...but that was evaporating fast.

What stopped the laugh was Cynara, grabbing Lucy harshly by her shoulder, and digging her nails in, making her proposal known to Lucy as her grip tightened, the pinkette hissing as she grabbed at Cynara's arm, trying to pull it away:

"Mggh! Look here! I don't care for your daughter's ego! She gave up to me in the first round of a tournament. That sounds VERY definitive win to me. I have no wish to fight her again. And if "the hard way" is what I think it is...well, I would feel bad to beat an old woman up..." she would say, once she finally pulled the older woman's arm from her shoulder!