Of Teeth and Talons - Tanner Del Rio v. Ashlyn "Phoenix" Gael - POW Hardcore Cage Match

[FreestylePoet]

Hardcore Prisoner of War Cage Match
Match takes place in a steel cage. Victory by submission, pinfall, or escaping the cage. No disqualification or count-outs. The winner will take the loser as their POW for the night.

It had been too damn long since Tanner Del Rio had graced the main LAW ring. Months of training, dark matches, and trumped-up spars in the Young Lioness gym, all for a few cameos here and there on shitty streaming platforms. No more of that shit. Not anymore. Nah, tonight was gonna be a tour de fuckin' force or whatever Corrine called it.

No better way to remind these fucks sitting at home what Tanner was all about: Beating a chick down, then doing whatever the hell she wanted afterwards. Better yet? It was some new Young Lioness. Tanner had heard they'd be getting a noob dropped in their lap soon, but she didn't think management would let her at 'em first. Not that she minded. On the contrary, hazing the new chick sounded like a hell of a night to her.

"Tonight's next bout will be a Prisoner of War Cage Match!" Every damn word out of the PA's mouth was like another drop of cool rain on a hot day. And the best part was still to come. "Introducing first... Measuring in at 5'5 and 136 pounds -- fighting out of Gibsonton, Florida, by way of LAW's very own Young Lioness Pro--"

"IT'S TANNER DEL RIO, MOTHER FUCKAAAAS!"

Tanner Del Rio, the Wild Child

Fuck the beat, Tanner made her own. As soon as she'd so deservedly cut out the jackoff manning the PA, she started down the ramp. Tanner bounced back and forth, spitting the bars from her entrance theme as she hopped gradually towards the ring. Eventually, she reached ringside, and the Floridian tossed the mic into the stands!

"Now, let's do this shit, dumbfucks!"

Tanner slid into the ring and started her stretches. Boy, oh boy, was this rook in for a hazing.

[Silvered Sutures]

Theme

Once Tanner was in the ring and performing her stretches, a low guitar riff began as the theme to the newbie began and she burst out. The stunned PA finally got his act together and began the presentation of the newcomer. "...and her opponent... Standing in at 5'2.5" and weighing in at 97 pounds... ...from Hawkesbury, Ontario, Canada... a new addition to LAW's Young Lioness Promotional D-division..." The PA seemed almost startled as he wasn't interrupted while Ashlyn made her way down the runway towards the stage in a hop akin to that of AJ Lee's entrances.

"...ASHLYN. AMBER. GAAAAEEEEL!!! PHHHHHHOOOOEEEEENIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIX!!!!!!"

Ashlyn Amber Gael, Phoenix

As she moved towards the stage, she couldn't help but wave to the crowd excitedly. She hadn't seen this many people cheering in the stands since her MMA days and she had frankly missed this, so her smile was a genuine one. Once she made it to the actual ring, she climb her way up a bit awkwardly, ignoring the stairs in favor of climbing up the apron and then escalating the ropes despite her diminutive stature. Once she was on the second rope, using the top rope to keep herself from falling forward, she waved at the crowd with both hands while pivoting her waist to try to direct it towards as many people as possible, and finally hopped into the ring.

Then seeing Tanner in the stage performing her stretches, she gulped a little. Okay, this girl was a bit the thug type... that was fine, right? It made sense that this would be a no DQ cage match. Probably a way to appeal to the crowd and make them feel bad for the newcomer, yeah? "Alright, let's do this!"

Beginning to do some stretching of her own, Ashlyn barely registered the cage that was lowering around the two of them and just finished said stretches when it clamped onto the floor in a "KU-KUKH!" that told anyone listening it wasn't going anywhere. The steel grate was big thing and there was barely any room between it and the ropes, so stepping out of the ring without it being to make your way up the thing just wasn't an option.

Ashlyn didn't let this phase her however; her heart was already beating a mile a minute. There was no way anything could get her more on edge. She was going to do her best against this Tanner girl and not think about how good the thug girl looked in that skin tight outfit.

[FreestylePoet]

Down came the cage. However many feet wide by whatever it looked like feet wide by who the fuck cared feet high. All that mattered is that it was real, and it was steel -- and this Ashlyn chick was trapped in it with her. Not a bad type of girl to be locked in a room with, by the looks of it. Tight clothes, tighter curves, and a bright set of golden eyes that would look great gleaming up from between Tanner's legs. But first she had to get there. One room before the next, or whatever. Win the match, get laid. That was the MO.

"'Sup, Rook?" Tanner asked. She stepped straight up to the new chick, not at all shy about letting her eyes rove and undress as they pleased. Ashlyn Amber Gael. Phoenix, too, apparently. Whatever. Rook, now. Tanner's Bitch, later. "Been, ah, been told I'm here to welcome ya to LAW. Not that I mind getting a little..." She dropped her voice. "Rough around the edges. But hey. Hottie like you? I would've been moooore than fine givin' ya a more private tour."

"Guess we can get to that after this, though. So, Rook." Tanner offered a hand. "Whaddaya say? Let's make it a fun one. One bad bitch to another." She grinned, sharp rows glimmering dangerously like knives in the dark. And if Ashlyn was dumb enough to take the hand? Tanner would strike, a gator in the water! She would grab that arm with both hands, then turn around -- tucking into Ashlyn, bumping her up on the hip and flinging her overhead for a sudden Judo Throw!

"RING THE BELL, BITCHES!"

[Silvered Sutures]

Rook, huh? The word made Ashlyn quirk a brow, but it wasn't like it was an insult either; as far as wrestling was concerned, she was indeed a rookie. It was still funny to be called that in a ring after all she'd done before joining LAW but it's not like it really mattered here; this was a fresh start, after all, right? Something that did catch her eye however was how Tanner seemed to be undressing her with her eyes. It was rare to see in the ring but, that kind of look... she didn't hate it.

"Oh, you know, first match ever; trying not to fuck it up. What about you, Vet?" she inquired in response before Tanner explained the reason she was here and how she would not mind being a bit more intimate with a 'hottie' like her. Oh wow, flirting in the ring? Well, she definitely didn't mind it... and she didn't know if it was the curves, the confident attitude, or the skin-tight suit but Ashlyn wasn't minding one bit. She couldn't help but blush a little, offering a nervous laughter.

Then she looked down at the hand that was offered. She was a bit hesitant, leaning onto her back foot. She had looked up some of wrestling's big hits when familiarizing herself with what would be her new environment and she knew dirty maneuvers were things that could happen... but this was her first greeting with a fellow LAW wrestler. She wasn't going to spit on it. "I mean, hot as you? I don't mind but in that case I should probably let you know first that I have a di-IIIIIICK??" Okay, the sudden hip bump before the throw kind of undid the point of being on the backfoot to resist what Tanner was about to do, and she was indeed tossed overhead with this Judo Throw, landing on her ass in a bump that caused her to bounce up and stumble on temporarily shaky legs towards the ropes, turning around to drop her back against them and bounce up, hopping in place a couple of times as Tanner called to ring the bell.

"Okay... yeah... bad bitch, huh? Well, I'm gonna show you who's the new top dog!"

With that said, Ashlyn would run towards Tanner, immediately going for a spear aimed at the green-clad woman's mid-section with the intent of shooting her back to the corner of the ring towards the turnbuckle. If she succeeded, she'd follow up by running towards her with a clothesline into the turnbuckle. If not? If Tanner somehow dodged? She'd then follow with a leg sweep to bring her onto her back. It was good to have a plan B, after all.