The Young Lioness Cup: Nico Cardona vs. Teuila Masina

[FreestylePoet]

It was a bad state for Tanner when her brain couldn't even muster the wherewithal to properly threaten her hated foe. But there she was, slurring out promises of more pain to come as Teuila got into position for another strike. She reared back, and even Tanner's addled mind knew what that was meant to do! Oh, Bushy Bitch's head would fall, all right -- and slam her neck right into Tanner's outstretched palms! As soon as she felt Teuila's throat fall between her hands, Tanner would squeeze, wringing the Samoan's neck tight for a brutal chokehold!

With that newfound leverage, Tanner then tried to roll back on top by using Teuila's neck as a throttle! Finally, she would release Teuila's throat and allow the girl to breathe once more... Only to follow up with a swift punch to her already-wounded windpipe!

[Bare]

So far things had been going Teuila's way in this impromptu clash between herself and Tanner, her first heated foe here in LAW, and it was as intense as one could expect, even if she was on top... for now. But Teuila intended to remain that way, determined to avenge her first round loss to Tanner, as well as what the girl had done to Nico!

However as Teuila swung her head down to headbut Tanner she was met with a swift and vicious palm to the throat that seized her and started to choke the Samoan! "Ack!" Gagging in shock, Teuila's immediate reaction was to reach up and grab at the wrist, trying to pull it off even as they were rolled around till Tanner was on top! Finally Tanner would pull her arm back... only to shoot forward with a punch right to her trachea! "GACKKK ack ack Agh!" Immediately Teuila clutched her neck, gagging and coughing erratically, the punch to her neck making it almost impossible for air to pass.

[FreestylePoet]

Tanner felt Teuila's throat spasm as her fist made contact. When she pulled it away, Bushy Bitch was struggling for air. Every doomed attempt to breathe seemed to hurt like a bitch, and that was just the way Tanner liked it. The Floridian got up, wringing out her fist with a sneer. Then, just to add a little more insult to injury, she hocked up a massive loogie and spat on the floored Samoan!

If the crowd could've hated Tanner any more after ruthlessly ambushing Nico, jumping Teuila, and taking advantage of her rival's fatigue to land some truly heinous attacks, then this did it. They bayed and booed and screamed bloody murder at Tanner, to which she replied with a middle finger. She turned on her heel and walked out of the ring, ducking between the ropes and hopping off the apron.

But she wasn't done. Teuila's thick skull didn't exactly inspire confidence that she'd get tonight's message. Besides, who was gonna stop her? No ref, no rules, no mercy for Samoa Blow. Tanner crawled underneath the ring's fabric skirt, peering underneath for a little tool to help her beat the memo into Teuila's head...

[Bare]

Any chance or hope that Teuila would manage to rise above the exhaustion she was already feeling after the match to beat Tanner's ass were swiftly wiped away once the throat punch from Tanner had connected, causing an intense spike of pain that simultaneously made it near impossible to breathe.

In fact Teuila was so stunned she barely had the ability to react as Tanner quite literally spat on her following the punch. 'Dammit... Dammit!' She thought to herself, feeling furious with herself that she had allowed the Floridian to do something like that so easily.

As a result she was unable to do much of anything as the girl exited the ring to the heinous boos and jeers of the crowd. All Teuila could hope was that the woman was doing so because she had proven whatever point she had wanted to make, but somewhere deep down Teuila had a feeling that this was far from over.

[FreestylePoet]

Tanner rummaged through the arsenal beneath the ring. Nothing caught her eye. A light tube was too weird. A kendo stick was too unfamiliar. A strapon was nice, but pleasure was the last thing she wanted to give Teuila. Besides, who knew where that thing had been? Nah, none of this crap would work. She needed something more classic, something like... "Aw, hell yeah. Now we're talkin'."

The Wild Child stood up, a wooden baseball bat in hand. She climbed back onto the apron and into the ring, tapping the head of the bat into her palm."'Ey, look at me!" she taunted. "Rays're about to whup the... oh wait, I forgot. Your shitty island ain't got no real sports! All they've got is jerkoffs like you!"

Laughing at her own joke, Tanner stepped forward until she was looming over the vulnerable Teuila. A hit to the head would be too nice. It'd be a waste for Samoa Blow to go beddie-bye while Tanner wailed on her. Nah, body shots was more like it. First, she needed to make sure the dumb bitch wouldn't be able to fight back. She jabbed the top of the bat into Teuila's stomach to get her to open up her stance. Then, she quickly stomped on one of Teuila's arms, pinning it to the mat before doing the same to the second! Now she was standing just above Teuila's dumb-lookin' face, facing the Samoan girl's legs.

"Wakey wakey, Bushy Bitch... I'll give you three guesses as to what I'm about to do to ya."

[Bare]

Teuila groaned and gasped wheezily in pain, still clutching her throat tightly after what Tanner had done to it. Breathing was next to impossible, and her lungs were feeling it, burning and pumping heavily to try and keep her oxygen flowing, but it was most definitely an ordeal to do so.

Unfortunately for the Samoan a punched throat and choking session wasn't what her Floridian foe had in mind on how to leave this encounter of theirs. Before she could really properly realize what was happening Teuila would look up after hearing the tell tale obnoxious dulcet tones of Tanner coming closer after initially exiting the ring. 'Ngh.. what now?' Teuila thought to herself, knowing she was in no place to defend herself.

Looking up the Samoan girl's eyes would widen in realization seeing the bat now in Tanner's hands. 'Shit!' Teuila thought to herself before gasping silently feeling the end of the bat press into her gut, causing a systemic response that made the brunette's limbs go everywhere, right according to Tanner's design.

Before even realizing what was happening Teuila felt a sudden pressure on arms as Tanner stepped on both! 'No!' She thought to herself with wide eyes while looking up at Tanner. 'She'd seriously go this far?!' Teuila thought to herself, now starting to panic a bit as she thrashed and jerked around on the mat, lifting and twisting her legs up in the air in a vain effort to get Tanner off, but unknowingly making them targets to the alligator girl's impending attack!

[FreestylePoet]

Tanner guffawed as her opponent thrashed like a dying fish. "Aww... Poor widdle dumbass..." She took on a voice of feigned concern. "There ain't gonna be no gettin' outta this for you." Not by escaping, and certainly not by Tanner letting her go. Nah, she was gonna wail on the little bitch until she cried!

Her first swing was gonna be a real treat. Nothin' about no shitty appetizers, nah, they were skippin' to the main course right away. She pulled the bat up, intending to deliver a brutal body blow, filled with every ounce of hate and disdain she held for the Samoan. The wood cut through the air at a diagonal, falling like an amusement park sledgehammer.

But as she swung the weapon down towards Teuila's torso, the dumbass kicked her legs up -- and the bat SLAMMED right into the outer ball of Teuila's ankle!

[Bare]

Teuila just knew Tanner had bad intentions with that baseball bat, and she couldn't just lay back and take whatever the Floridian was about to do. But at the same there wasn't a whole lot she could physically do in this situation.

That throat punch left her unable to breathe properly, and even thinking outside what she needed to do to survive was hard. So the Samoan girl did the only thing she could think of right now, and that was thrashing and bucking around wildly, trying to kick her legs up in an attempt to strike out at her foe.

A decision that would end up being costly. Because as Teuila shot her leg up it was right in sync with Tanner as she swung the bat down, resulting in Teuila's ankle intercepting the blunt instrument! "GYAHHHHHHHHHH!" Screaming shrilly in pain as tears formed in her eyes Teuila instantly retracted her leg and clutched the now hurt ankle desperately while turning on her side to try and nurse it.

[FreestylePoet]

A loud CRACK! resounded throughout the arena as the bat made contact with Teuila's ankle. The outer ball of her ankle popped in place, and the Samoan girl screamed

Every sound was sucked out of the room. Every sound save for Teuila's pained whimpering and the thudding of Tanner's heart in her ears. Tanner took a step back, eyes as wide as dinner plates. Air became hard to find, and her nostrils flared to provide her suddenly-spasming lungs with whatever they could.

"Wh... What did you do...?"

Tonight was supposed to be her night. The night that proved to Samoa Blow and the rest of the world never to fuck with Tanner Del Rio. All she was gonna do was rough Bushy Bitch up a little. Teach her that lesson, and teach it good. She hadn't meant to... She didn't want to...

Face aghast, she pounced onto Teuila, rolling her onto her back! She gripped the Samoan girl's shoulders, shaking her back and forth.

"What the fuck did you do, Masina?" she screamed, hot tears in her eyes mirroring those of her rival. "WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO?"

[PrinceArjuna332]

Dana Ashford had been watching everything, from the start of the match until... this. Typically, she wasn't one to get herself involved in anything her protégés got themselves into. After all, misery builds character has always been her official motto as the founder of the Shadow Fortress. But Teuila was always one of her favorite students, and the moment she saw the bat hitting her right at her ankle, she knew that she needed to do something.

So, as Tanner was shaking Teuila, grabbing her by her shoulders, Dana emerged from the entrance, her music wasn't even playing. She was dressed in simple black shirt and jeans as well as a pair of shoes, and unlike usual, the Smiling Demon wasn't smiling. She glared straight at the direction of Tanner in the ring before she took her first step, marching towards the ring before breaking into a sprint. She was making her way into the ring as the ring commentators quickly commented on her sudden appearance.

Dana was planning to enter the ring, getting herself to Tanner to grab her and pull her away from Teuila. Her expression was stony, but her eyes clearly showed her cold fury. If she managed to get Tanner off of Teuila, she would throw her down onto the mat. Not a real throw, just a haphazard push to the mat to send her sprawling right next to her feet. From there, she would stand over Tanner, towering over her due to her size. Staring her down. Due to the way she was standing over the younger woman, she would be literally casting shadow over her.

Fitting. Tanner had just came trampling down onto the ground of the sacred Shadow Fortress, and its queen was ready to cast judgment on such interloper.

"Care to tell me... what you were trying to pull here?" Dana asked, glaring down at Tanner, hands clenching and unclenching as she waited for the young woman's answer.