Mercy Match: Victory to be awarded when the defeated wrestler forfeits via verbal submission and when the victorious wrestler accepts their opponent's submission.
The winner will become or remain LAW Lightweight Champion.
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Morgan Frey knew that this was one of the biggest matches of her life. Sure, she had been fighting for titles before, but those were in smaller venues. Here in LAW, he would fight for a prestigious title in LAW, which was held by Rose Gold for a very long time. She also knew all the dangers of being in the same ring as Rose Gold. Even so, she did not waver, and when her name being introduced by the announcer as the challenger for the belt, her music was played as she then made her entrance.
Highlights of her matches, most of them from the lightweight tournament, were shown on the big screen as she made her entrance. She raised her arms as the crowd cheered for the challenger. She allowed herself to smile as the crowd cheered and rooted for her. She was seen here as an underdog before the reigning champion, Rose Gold, who had successfully defended her title. Striding down the ramp, Morgan made her way to the ring as her music continued playing. She even high-fived the members of the audience on her way to the ring. Morgan Frey
Entering the ring, she went ahead to climb one of the turnbuckles, getting the crowd all worked up for her. She knew that many were counting on her to finally dethrone the Venomous Vixen, and she couldn't afford to lose her. Especially due to the stipulation of the match, where the match would not end until the winner accepted the loser's submission. It was a sadistic stipulation, something that was considered to be Rose's signature match. Stepping down from the turnbuckle, Morgan leaned against it as she grimly waited for the champion to show up.
After Morgan's entrance ended the house lights went dark. For a moment there was silence. The silence that everyone had come to expect from the Lightweight Champion's entrance. But the familiar beats of Rose Gold's entrance music wouldn't come. Instead, a haunting and ephemeral voice floated over the loud speakers.
"Can~ you~ feel~ the night??" The singing was followed by an erratic and energetic drum roll. The house lights flickered red with every beat! Before going dark again as the song continued. Those in the crowd who recognized it went wild! Requiem
"It~ Must~ Be~ Bright!" The lights continued to flicker and fluctuate in time with the up-tempo rock music. The woman at the top of the ramp was silhouetted, looking very much the wicked witch she had promised Morgan she would become! The final boss of LAW's Lightweight Division! However, unlike the Wicked Witch of Oz, the silhouette held a guitar instead of a broomstick!
"Like a raging fiiiire~!" The witch brought her guitar overhead! "LAW! WELCOME YOUR ACE!!!" She screamed at the top of her lungs! A shrill scream that would put Axel Rose to shame!
Then, she brought the guitar down onto the metal of the ramp with an overhand swing! Shattering the instrument as Pyro exploded around her! The lights finally stabilized, as if the act of wanton destruction had brought them to life! And they revealed the Lightweight Champion herself, her hands still grasping the fractured fretboard of the guitar! Her attire was a stylized replica of the Red Witch I-No. Near perfect with the exception of the costume's badges being replaced with her trademark spades and the number 9 on her belt being replaced with a 1! I-No Attire
She ran down to the ring! Sweeping past the fans and diving under the bottom rope, sliding into the ring, and stopping just shy of Morgan Frey. Her golden eyes glinted behind the lime-green shades she wore. Her obsidian lips curled into a predatory grin. Arrogant and eager. With a flourish, she whipped her witch's hat out of the ring and into the audience. And with a spin she rose to her feet, disrobing the red leather jacket and flinging that out into the crowd as well. The pigs could fight for their souvenirs.
"I hope you're ready, little Morgan Frey." She looked over her shoulder, not even bothering to give the challenger the dignity of facing her. "Because tonight, I am going to become everything you and the rest of LAW accuse me of being. I'm going to make you scream and beg! I'm not just going to humiliate you... No. Honey. I'm going to destroy you! In front of the whole world! You and the rest of the Lightweight Division want evil?"
She finally turned, stepping into Morgan as the referee pled with her to step back so they could begin the match. "Honey. Here I am!"
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Morgan narrowed her eyes as Rose made her entrance. It was such gaudiness that one would expect from someone like her, though she personally thought it wasn't really a bad thing. Of course, Morgan knew that such gaudiness stemmed from the champion's arrogance, and she clenched her fists, knowing that deep inside, she would definitely relish this opportunity to knock the champion down a peg.
Morgan didn't flinch when Rose got close to her, still maintaining her cold, determined looks. She listened to her spiel, keeping herself composed despite the champion's bombastic declaration. Staring straight at Rose Gold, she would wait until she was done so that she could give the champion her simple retort.
"Bring it on. Do your worst." Morgan challenged. She would then step back, waiting for the match to begin. With this being a mercy match, she knew that odds were stacked against her, due to her inexperience in this type of match. She would wait until the referee sounded the bell so that she could get into a stance, ready to clash with the lightweight champion.
Rose Gold was pressed against Morgan. The challenger hadn't stepped back when she'd stepped into her. The referee had pled with both of them, but neither girl listened. As far as Rose Gold was concerned, that referee might as well not exist. The rules of the Mercy Match meant that the referee was only there to hear their submissions and acceptance. No holds were barred. Anything goes.
And then suddenly Morgan spoke. Beckoning the champion to do her worst! Despite her attempts at intimidation. Despite the dire circumstances of the match. Despite her reputation... Morgan was completely unabated. As confident in herself as she was during the promo. And it made Rose Gold's fists ball so tightly she thought her fingernails might push right out the back of her hands!
"You little bitch..." Her voice was a low growl. Audible only to Morgan and the referee... That was if they could even hear it over the expectant cheers of the fans.
And rather than wait for the bell to ring, she lashed out! Her right hand swung between them, whip-quick!
But it wasn't a punch. It was a slap. It wasn't an act of violence. But an act of disrespect! Something that would leave a burning red spot on her cheek that would sear with the hate Rose Gold had for her!
Morgan felt a stinging sensation on her cheek as she took the disrespectful slap from Rose. She couldn't see it, but there was a red welt on her cheek that the champion had slapped. Cold rage could be seen in Morgan's eyes, though she didn't express it on her face. Of course, her actions would always do the talking.
Rather than allowing Rose walk away for slapping her, Morgan did what she felt natural. She slapped back. The sheer disrespect Morgan displayed was enough to tell everyone that she wasn't going to be bullied by someone like Rose despite all her boastings and grandstanding. Her palm met Rose's cheek, which would surely leave the same red spot on it.
"I don't fear you." Morgan spoke out. She was ready to launch herself towards Rose if the champion had any funny idea. And of course, the match would begin soon, though the referee seemed unsure when to call the bell. She might as well be invisible next to both the champion and the challenger in the ring.
Rose Gold's lips curled into a self-satisfied sneer as the slap connected. She watched Morgan's head turn. She watched her pretty pale skin glow. And she watched her head snap back with fury in her eyes.
"There. That's a good loo- NGH!" She let out something between a grunt and a scream as Morgan slapped her back!
Her face snapped in the opposite direction! Just as Morgan's had! Her cheek began to brighten, visible even through the make-up! And when her eyes realigned with Morgan's they looked very much the same!
"HORA!" She shrieked in her native tongue, no longer calm enough to use her english. Her eyes narrowed as her other hand lashed out again, striking Morgan across the face with another challenging and painful slap!
Morgan couldn't help but feel satisfied after she landed a slap right across Rose's cheek. But then, shrieking like a banshee, Rose retaliated with another strike of her own, and the bell was rung. "UHN!" This time, she could no longer maintain her calm look. Morgan glared at Rose and let out a snarl before she quickly reached out to grab Rose by her blonde hair, looking to keep her in place.
Instead of a slap, Morgan would try to pepper Rose's face with forearm smashes, hoping to disorient her. Now that the match had started, there was no need to hold back. She needed every advantage that she could get, and she would try to put Rose under pressure with her vicious and hard strikes. She would not show the champion her mercy because she knew that Rose would also grant her none.
Morgan's snarl put a smug smirk on Rose Gold's face. She'd broken the girl's demeanor. It was a victory for her. Or so she'd thought. Unwilling to suffer Rose Gold's bullying unabated! Morgan's fingers entwined themselves in the Lightweight Champion's hair, jerking her head roughly in doing so.
"How dare you! Let go of me right-" *CRACK*! Morgan began to smash her forearm directly into Rose Gold's face! Her head snapped back, but barely, as Morgan's grasp on her hair kept her head like a ball on a tee! She'd never expected the meek little girl to start the match with such a dirty maneuver. Hair pulling was of course a foul... But as Rose Gold had arrogantly thought to herself moments ago, rules didn't matter in a match like this!
"Ugh! Gah! Ahn~!!" The repeated blows were quick to have an effect. Rose Gold's legs began to buckle, and she began to stagger away. Never far enough, as the challenger repeatedly battered her with vicious machine-gun like blows!
The bout started with a surprise! The underdog that Rose Gold had so cruelly mocked leading up to the match was looking anything but as she viciously smashed the Defending Champion's face in!
Morgan managed to gain an upper hand over the champion by attacking her with brutal strikes right off the bat. She couldn't help but feel satisfied upon seeing Rose reeling from those hits, though she wasn't done yet. Securing her grip on Rose's head, she would pull her into a front facelock, preparing herself for her next move.
Reaching down to the lower part of Rose's leotard, Morgan would then lift her up, holding her vertically and upside down before falling backwards, sending her back first onto the mat with a vertical suplex. She was certain that the move would leave Rose on the backfoot, allowing Morgan to build up her momentum and continue dealing damage on her.
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