LEA/Katherine Hart Contract Signing: Road to We Are LAW

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The fans in the LAW arena were clamoring with excitement and anticipation. Everyone knew it was coming up soon. The first ever League of Anime Wrestling pay per view event: We Are LAW. Throughout the locker room, backstage area, even in the arena amongst the fans, everyone could feel it. An atmosphere of antsiness and tension, expectation and drive. There were certainly women in the back that were anxious about the event. Many of them had never taken part in a wrestling ppv before. Heck, even the staff and production crews had their hands full for the company's first ppv coming up. But there were certainly those women who seemed unaffected. Those who welcomed the chance to take part and capitalize o the opportunity, those whom people began to view as the standouts on the card. At We Are LAW, you'd have your Samus' and your Natasha's, your Selynda's and LEA's, you had your Middleweight Tourney finalists, but what you also had was "The Super Kitty", Katherine Hart.

The higher ups in management had approached Katherine and Lea individually to arrange their match. Many viewed it a contest between two of the most formidable women you could find. Both ladies had quite the resume at other promotions. Lea being undefeated in her previous wrestling federation at AFW, Katherine being currently undefeated at LAW. In the wake of putting together such a match, a contract signing was arranged a couple weeks before the show to help promote that specific match up. And that contract signing was set to take place right now.

The stadium speakers would begin to blast Hart's theme song. The upbeat and lively tune along with Katherine herself, would be met with universal praise and cheers as she entered the arena. Clad in her usual wrestler attire, a purple leotard, boots, gloves, and cat mask, the blonde heavyweight would raise her hands at the top of the ramp and wave before bouncing excitedly and making her way down to the ring. Kat would wear a confident smile on her face. Where others would see the contract signing as a chance for things to go wrong, she saw it as an opportunity to finally get to know her would-be opponent. Hart would high five a few fans along the way before finally making it to the steel steps and climbing them step by step before ducking under the top rope and entering the ring. Even the ring itself fitted for the occasion. The usual white canvas was be replaced with a red fabric. A table with a chair on each side occupied the center. And on that table was a clipboard with pen and paper attached, and a pair of microphones off to the side. The stage was set. All that needed to happen now was for the two women to meet up in that very ring.

Katherine Hart

After finally entering, The Super Kitty would wait for the applause to die down a bit. Still smiling, she'd reach for the mic and hold it up to her face before looking at the camera with her bright blue eyes and offering a few words.

"All you fans watching at home, everyone in the arena, whats up?!"

"You know, I don't often get talked into these. I seldom do contract signings....but I had some good incentive this around! A couple of incentives, actually. First and foremost, you guys. Anyone that's followed the story of Katherine Hart over the years knows that I put the fans first. Whether it's a make-a-wish kid, an aspiring wrestler that one day became my tag partner, whether you're 4 or 40, I come out here and do what I can to perform for each and every one of you and I am darn proud of that!"

"But there's more to it than that. In addition to sorta breaking the ice and doing something to celebrate LAW's first ppv ahead of time, I thought it was cool of the higher ups to throw together something like this to build up anticipation, build up some hype." She'd say as she slowly turned and looked towards the table. Kat would begin to walk around the piece of furniture while continuing on.

"On top of all that, when I heard that my opponent at the pay per view, LEA, had actually agreed to do this - well, I couldn't turn her down....You see, I've heard a lot about her. I've looked into some of her previous work and I can't say I fond anything too pretty.
Yeah, when I looked her up, I saw the face of a woman that has no care or regard for how she goes about her business in this ring. And what I wanna know is, is she gonna look at me the same way? Is she going to channel that malice, that contempt in my direction...? I hope she does. I hope she does come down here and give me the full "Lea" experience, because I'm dying to know - Lea, what exactly are you gonna do? What are you gonna do when you come for Katherine Hart's neck, when you stare into my eyes the same way you've stared into the eyes of so many other women you've vanquished....and you find the same level of resolve, the same type of grit staring right back at you?"

So please, again, by all means, whenever you're ready. Come out here and meet me and this piece of paper in the center of this ring so that the me and the LAW fans can see with our own eyes - so that we can know exactly what it is you're made of..."

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Despite her name being amongst the LAW superstars since near enough day one, the novelty known as Lea had yet to make an appearance. Neither in the ring, nor in the world of gym-bound spars. The blonde simply did not exist amongst the world of LAW.

Tonight however, things would change.

To Lea, the one who called her out as it were could not have been a more perfect opposite. Both busty frames contained immense power and speed, but the character of both individuals could not have been more different.

Katherine Hart was somewhat revered by the world of wrestling. Katherine Hart had a grand fanbase. Katherine Hart was a acclaimed wrestler.

Lea was none of those.

Despised, feared, and more a brawler than an professional wrestler, Lea would not be holding back tonight. Simply because the premise of the interaction between the two was meant to be non-violent did not mean it had to be. At the drop of a hat, things could turn nasty.

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Emerging to the low hitting beats of a Things That Make You Scream by Memory Of A Melody, Lea's gorgeous figure clad in an attire that showed off each and every curve would appear on the ramp the moments the lights had dimmed. Those unfamiliar with Lea would find their eyes drawn to the immense bust and rear of the juicy powerhouse; her messy blonde locks hung over her shoulders as her body stepped foot into the light. Those who were familiar, kept their gazes somewhat more hidden.

Descending with a lazy yet powerful pace in hand, fists already clenched, Lea would take in the sights and sounds as it were of her new environment. Simply because she had yet to appear before LAW eyes did not detract from Lea's confidence. Even when her frame was but halfway down the ramp, Kat would be able to see that Lea strut like she very much owned the place.

With nought much delay, save for but a second or so of halting to glare into the ring, Lea's frame would find itself in between the ropes. Having stepped foot on the apron via the steps, and swung her body through the top and middle ropes, the blonde would stand before Katherine with the same lazy posture she had when descending the ramp. No microphone in hand, given such was simply not needed, Lea's eyes would gaze around the arena her frame was now centre of. To those watching, it almost appeared the blonde had lost interest in Katherine already.

She had yet to lay eyes on her at all, after all.

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Upon hearing the entrance music play, Katherine had given the blonde brawler her full attention. It was her first time seeing the brute in person. Certainly, LEA's appearance was more beautiful than her reputation had led many to believe. But unlike the less knowledgeable fans in attendance, Kat didn't ogle. She looked at LEA curiously and the lady made her way to the ring, climbed the steps, and entered. Once LEA was inside, and the arrogant strut came to a halt, the audience continued to react as the woman began to look about, paying The Super Kitty no mind.

Surely, LEA's overall posture and demeanor clued everyone in to her overall attitude towards her PPV opponent and her opponents in general. There was a level of arrogance, a lack of disrespect, some might even say an air of hubris. But despite all this, the masked wrestler didn't let it get under her skin. Despite being taken lightly, despite LEA looking and acting like she was the best thing since sliced bread, the fact remained that when Kat beckoned her, LEA had appeared. That acknowledgment in and of itself spoke to reputation Katherine had within the wrestling community, as not just anyone would be worth LEA's time. Still, though, before any real progress could be made tonight, Kat would have to secure her future opponent's attention.

"Yo......YO!" Kat called out with the microphone led to her face in an effort to get the lady's attention.

"Look, the whole ignoring thing isn't gonna get you anywhere, I promise you. So why don't we cut the mind games and get down to business? You're gonna say your piece, then I'm gonna say mine, we're gonna sign this contract, and then...at WE ARE LAW, I'm gonna show you why they call me 'The Super Kitty'." As she finished her statement, Kat stepped towards the table within the ring. She held her mic up for all to see and then set it out down gently on top of the contract. The sound of the mic coming into contact with the table would echo out, and Katherine would place a hand on the clipboard holding said contract before sliding it over in LEA's direction.

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Eyes yet still to match Kat's own, those few in the audience who had seen Lea perform would perhaps find the blonde brute acting somewhat uncharacteristic. Namely, the fact she was still so calm. In truth, they were expecting the blonde to perhaps flip over the table upon entry, and go at Kat there and then. Contract signing be damned!

Yet still, the blonde seemed completely disinterested, even when Kat spoke directly at her. If she was going to lunge, now would have been the time.

Still however, she held her posture, eyes now literally to the roof as she heard that microphone clang to the desk. Taking a deep breath, her head would finally fall, messy locks brushing past her shoulders and somewhat over her front, as her eyes now looked to the contract at hand. Taking but a single step, thighs now brushing against the table, Lea would take pen in hand and quickly sign a single initial, of 'L' right next to Katherines name. From there, a fight was surely on the cards.

What else could she have done?

Sit on the table, apparently.

Turning her frame and outright showing her back to her foe, Lea simply plodded her ample rear on the table now behind her. Arms crossed under her chest, a picture of Lea right now would have defined the word 'disinterested.'

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Throughout her career, Katherine had met her fair share of condescending ice queens, trash talking deviants, all sorts of unscrupulous woman. Up until this point, the one thing they all had in common when dealing with a woman of Katherine's caliber, was that on some level, whether they acknowledged it or not, they all respected her in some form or fashion. Whether it was outright insults, intentional undermining, or outright attacking, etc, wrestlers acknowledged Hart. They put stock in their efforts to face off with her and beat her. Wrestlers and fans alike put weight in the idea of taking on The Super Kitty....and then she met LEA.

When the opposing blonde signed on the dotted line and chose to park her rear on the table, Kat came to a realization. The opposing buxom blonde wasn't speechless because she was in awe or because there was nothing to say, Lea was simply disinterested. She understood wholeheartedly what the point of this encounter was. This wasn't miscommunication. It was blatant, unquantifiable levels of disrespect. The lack of eye contact, the lack of words, the posture, the body language, the crossed arms, the blank stares all of it!

Katherine had wanted to begin wailing on the woman. Most wrestlers in her shoes would. But to be baited into throwing a fit, especially so effortlessly, was something that the luchadora felt was beneath her. Once again, she'd reach over the grab the mic before holding it up to her face. The heavyweight would click her tongue and pause before trying to annoy the woman she was currently sharing the ring with, as well as everyone else in the arena that didn't particularly enjoy groan-worthy lines.

"What's the matter.....KAT got your tongue?"

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With little experience in mind games, save from trying to outright dismember her foe, Lea was doing surprisingly well in such a department against a foe as experienced as the Super Kitty. Controlling the swelling desire to turn and outright wipe the look from this busty figures face, if but barely, Lea instead put her eyes to the floor as her firm rear rested upon the table; a nervous official sliding in, and taking the contract in case things took a turn. Had Lea been sat upon it, taking said contract would have been exactly the same as sticking your hands into piranha infested waters.

Her face not adjusting in the slightest as Kat dropped the pun of the day, Lea instead rose, perhaps sharply and quickly enough to illicit concern from those around her, but with apparently little intention to follow-up on it. Practically waddling forward at a snails pace, Lea's disinterested look would carry her frame to the ropes themselves, as the curly haired blonde apparently began to make her exit!

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Katherine sat at the table and took in the change in atmosphere. It seemed that all were affected by the delivery and bewildering nature of her phrasing in that last line. All but LEA, who again, took no interest. Hart was halfway ready to smile whilst ascribing herself to the notion that surely, the silent wrestler would show some measure of reaction....but nothing came. After the contract was cautiously collected by the official, it was handed to Hart. And soon after, LEA rose and began to make way for the ropes at a slow pace, yet she carried herself with a poise and body language that suggested that she was ready to take off.

Upon seeing this and taking in the fact that LEA not only didn't care for Katherine as an opponent, but the We Are LAW pay per view in general, Katherine signed with a speed that would leave a indent of her signature in the clipboard behind the paper itself. She sat there and observed the woman make way for the ropes. She bided her time and looked at LEA with an annoyed, incredulous facial expression. As soon as LEA grabbed hold of the ropes, that was all the confirmation that The Super Kitty needed. Katherine would cock her arm back while LEA still had her backed turned to her.With the contract and clipboard in hand, she'd throw it forcefully, aiming to beam the corner of the wooden tablet into the back of LEA's head. With little getting in the way of the high speed projectile hitting it's mark, Kat would already be reaching for the mic with her other hand after having thrown the document. She'd ready herself to follow up the blatant assault by slowly bringing the microphone up to her face as the audience roared in anticipation of what was to come.

"Hey. I, uh, wanted to let ya know...I signed." She'd utter with a smug look on her face.

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Oh.

Oh dear.

Those in attendance who had seen the blonde sadist in work practically held their breath, as the board thrown by Kat hit not the head already tucked under the ropes, but right on Lea's somewhat scantily covered back. The impact was less, but the sound, oh so greater.

Those that were not smiling in favour of Kat were releasing an audible gasp, as the few officials to the sides of both women readied themselves in the corner. Arguably, there was not enough of them.

Turning, her eyes open and wide in curiosity as she stood straight, Lea's hands stood lazily to her side. Could she not comprehend what had just occurred? Or did she simply not want to believe it just had?

Her thoughts mattered not, as soon, Lea's actions took over entirely, acting in a way Kat most likely expected. Although, perhaps she didn't expect the use of furniture.

Namely said use being the curly haired blonde suddenly raising her leg, to try and kick the table up into the busty Super Kitty's torso and body!

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Yep, that did it. And it seemed to only make sense. At the end of the day, the only thing her opponent could be bothered to interpret or understand was physicality. And if that's what it must come to, Katherine was happy to oblige.

An air of ominousness descended upon the ring when Lea stopped in her tracks. The clipboard bearing the contract that set their PPV match in stone bounced off the blonde's bare back and and flown a short distance before falling onto the ring floor. Lea would turn around with that lackadaisical yet serious poise that people had come to know her for by now.

For the first time this evening, the curly haired middleweight motioned towards Katherine with purpose! She'd raise her leg and kick the table, forcing it onto a seated Katherine! The luchadora would bring up both her arms to mitigate the impact. She was thankful that LAW management had chosen to provide them with swivel chairs. A luxury that allowed her to be forced back without having to fall out of the her seat. Katherine's chair would meet the ropes behind before she sprung out of it with vigor. In front of Katherine was the table that had been kicked onto its side. Wasting little time in trying to mount a counterattack, Hart would charge forward. Despite being a heavyweight, the seasoned wrestler would show off surprising levels of agility. The masked woman would jump up off of the canvas and step off of the edge of the table, propelling herself off of it and towards her ppv opponent in an attempt to hit her with a Flying Forearm!

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Well, Lea can't say she didn't try.

Already stood with arms to her side and fists clenched, Lea knew now that either one of two things were going to happen. Someone was to be rendered out cold, or both women were to be separated. She certainly didn't intend for it to even appear as if it would be the first on her end.

But with Katherine responding in kind; propelling off the mat and driving her forearm smack bang on Lea's collarbone, the monstrous blonde would be taken off her feet entirely. Those that had not seen the curly haired figure would be somewhat left wanting; a figure of that build with the reputation surrounding it being dropped so easily? Lacklustre, to say the least.

Those that had seen Lea though, knew the truth.

Her power was insane, but she was far from the strongest. Against Kat, she could have somewhat been evenly matched.

Her speed too was notable, even for a woman as dense and top heavy as she. But again, far from the definition of speed.

Her durability?

Oh boy.

Words could not describe how far the blonde had pushed herself in the past. Whether it was pure will, an insanely durable figure, or a mixture of both, the blonde was nigh unstoppable. Such became apparent, as despite Kat hitting the drop with all her strength, weight, and even momentum, Lea simply turned.

Rolling onto her front with a lowly deep roar, she opted to do what she do best: and simply mount the figure that had landed besides her, in an attempt to beat her half to death!