Skylar Jones vs Skullomania II - LAW Mixed Championship Match

[BlackAkuma]

Match Type: LAW Mixed Championship Match
Victory Conditions: Victory by pinfall, submission, or knockout. Winner will be come the ‘Mixed Champion’

Deep breaths. Deep breaths. Kenji could do this, he could.

It had been a long time since he’d been in the wrestling ring - at least, it had been a long time since he’d been in the wrestling ring while he wore this suit. After a nasty match a couple of years ago, he’d hung up the Skullomania tights and decided to put his wrestling career on the backburner for the time being, going back to training on the sly and being a referee. This decision had greatly improved his health. While he contemplated making an in-ring return from time to time, he always nixed the idea, being content with the way things were going and not wanting to rock the boat.

But now, things have changed. Kenji found himself in a crowd of thousands, standing in the middle of the ring as the crowd greeted him and his

faded. He was ready to compete again, and it was all because of one woman.

”Skylar Jones!” He held his finger high as the crowd booed. ”From the shadows, I have watched. Waited. Learned. Looked. Judged. I have seen your errors, noted your sins and they are most grievous and unjust! You spit on the mixed division with this facade, bring shame to the men and women who competed in our tournament, and dare to proclaim yourself as a champion when you are nothing of the sort! Blasphemy, I call it!”

Hands up, arms high, striking a pose for emphasis - not needed, but it was the Skullomania way.

”You call yourself a champion? I call you a coward! A scoundrel! A vengeful harpy with heinous intent. The farce ends here, the charade is over, because when the light of righteousness shines on the unjust, they can do naught but shy away. I will strike you down and end this nonsense, for the mixed division! For our champion. But most, importantly, FOR! GREAT! JUSTICE!”

Huh, they even remembered his catchphrase and chimed along with it - or more likely, they remembered the catchphrase of the original Skullomania and were giving him residual respect. He wouldn’t shy away from it, either way, and as he tossed the microphone away and faced the entranceway, he felt a sense of pride come over him.

He was ready. He could feel it.

FOR! GREAT! JUSTICE!

[Deskfan45]

Ever since coming to LAW, Skylar had been unimpressed with the men of the company. The men's division was filled to the brim with perverts and losers who didn't have what it took to wrestle in any men's wrestling company, so they instead infested the undercard of what should have been a women's wrestling company. And in their infestation, they had the audacity to demand a championship that they could compete for, as if a single one of them was worthy of ever being a champion. And to Skylar's disgust, their wish would be granted in the form of the Kings and Queens Championship, an unofficial belt that validated all of the talentless idiots that made up the division. Skylar hated it, and as the Kings and Queens Champion, Oscar Orelash, took a leave of absence, Skylar sought to prove her point that not a single man in LAW deserved to be a champion. A few days ago, she'd bought a plastic toy replica of the Middleweight Title, and wrote MIXED on it with sharpie, declaring herself the LAW Mixed Champion and burying the mixed division publicly. She'd ruffled a lot of feathers, and she already had a number of men lining up to try and prove her wrong, much to her joy. She was gonna run through these losers, crush all of them, and she was gonna have the fucking time of her life doing it.

Warming up in the locker room, she heard Skullomania's speech, snickering. He was one of those guys. A dumbass who thought he was some kind of hero. And the fans were cheering, eating it up. Did they actually think that this fucking geek stood a chance? That's amazing! Fucking hilarious! Sky couldn't wait to see the looks on their faces when she was done with him.

Once Skullomania's promo was finished, the lights suddenly went out, every screen and speaker in the arena playing static. The buzz emanated through the entire arena, before the lights suddenly came back on, Skylar standing atop the ramp as her music began to play. Her fists were at her sides, the Mixed title belt worn not so proudly around her waist. The same audience that'd just been cheering at the challenger's speech now loudly booed and jeered at the champion as she strided down the ramp with a grin on her face. She entered the ring, taking off her belt and stepping up on the turnbuckle and holding it up in the air with one hand, showing everyone just what she thought of LAW's mixed division. Hopping back down to the mat, she handed her title to the referee, before locking eyes on Skullomania. "You're gonna be regretting this for a long fuckin' time, buddy." She said, a sadistic glint in her eyes.

The Devil Herself

[BlackAkuma]

Okay, there she was, there was the belt. Kenji had never been more glad to be wearing a mask, because it hid how nervous he was from the rest of the world. This wasn’t just a chance to do something right for the mixed division, but the best stage he could’ve asked for when making a name for himself. Skylar Jones was no small name in LAW. She was bigtime—championship material. The sort of person a top-rate hero like Skullomania should be facing. He needed opportunities like this if he wanted to ever get to that level.

So, no backing down. No wavering. He was 100% committed.

He breathed deep and kept his convictions as she made her way to the ring, trying not to let her aura psycho him out. She had a weight advantage on him, yes, but it wasn’t anything insurmountable, nothing he couldn't overcome. Just keep his wits, use his speed, and everything would work out, he was sure.

”To regret deeply is to live afresh.” A famous saying, couldn't recall from whom off the top of his head, but Kenji had always liked it. ”I will never regret standing for justice, fiend. Let the dice be cast!”

Sounded heroic enough. Now, he just had to back it up.

Fortune favored the bold, right? The moment the bell rang, Kenji came rushing forward, rapidly closing the distance with Skylar. He waited until he was close, then leaped up and swung his leg through the air, looking to connect with an enziguiri to her face.