Midnight Chills: Renee Winters vs Yozora Kagetsuki

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The 'Winter Fantasy', Renee Winters vs The 'Midnight Maven' Yozora Kagetsuki
Match Type: "Standard."
Win by scoring a pinfall of three seconds on the opponent, forcing a wrestler to submit, or knocking the wrestler out. Additionally, if a wrestler remains outside the ring for too long, they will be disqualified after a ten count. Furthermore, if a wrestler performs an illegal move and is caught in the act by the in-ring official, they will be disqualified.
Standard rules - DQs, Count-outs, and the submission or pinfall MUST happen within the confines of the ring.

Spoiler

"...Entering the ring first, hailing from Paris, France...bringing yet another amazing performance to the grand stage of LAW guaranteed to disrupt the seasons themselves...standing at 5'9 and weighing in at 126 lbs...PUT YOUR HANDS TOGETHER FOR...THE WINTER FANTASY!!! RENEEEEEE-!!!! WINTERS!!!!"


Pyrotechnics A cool breeze would coast through the arena, mega fans kicking off the upcoming performance with a striking chill as the winter season was brought inside by the appearance of everyone's favorite frozen superstar. In a dazzling display of blue and white lights, a figure would appear to make her performance. The lights all focused downward toward the top of the entryway ramp. The area around the figure would be illuminated, the lights bouncing off her glittery skirt as she struck a neutral ballet-style pose.

Spoiler

Bathed in light, Renee Winters appeared like a nearly pitch-black silhouette, breaking from her posture and leaping into a dance routine that led down the walkway. A series of glitter and fake snowflakes fell from the heavens, littering the surrounding area with winter wonderland magic. Renee Winters would dazzle the spectating crowd with her experimental fusion of ballet choreography and modern hip-hop dance moves as the French idol dances down to the ring. She stops and breaks out into song, casting her voice out to the audience, giving them all a wondrous showing of vocalistic talent akin to an angel!!! The audience members and the many, MANY fans of Renee cheered her on as she poured her heart and soul into this performance, giving 110% effort as usual~...She blew kisses out to every single fan, sharing her endless love and appreciation for them every step of the way to show her infinite gratitude. The last verse in her song was about to come to a close as she was nearing the ring's apron...but then, out of nowhere, TRAGEDY WOULD STRIKE THE IDOL FROM THE SHADOWS!!!

[Nova]

"Move" Yozora commanded, assertively pushing aside a member of the production crew as she forged a path through the gorilla position. The expressionless rookie was en-route to her place behind the entrance ramp, glancing briefly at a computer screen before moving on, then flicking her eyes back again.

Retracing her steps, Yozora's jaw slowly dropped as the live picture of the arena clarified on screen. Artificial snow cascaded from the rafters, its glimmering shine blinding the cameras and making Yozora's eyes water with disdain. The faux flakes draped over a woman, cute and graceful in the eyes of many, but nothing more than a paragon of phoniness in the eyes of Yozora - an idol. A smile, with teeth as white as the snowfall, eyes as sparkly as the ramp's glitter, an aura exuding relentless optimism. It was enough to make Yozora feel nauseous. The nocturnal rookie had no choice but to avert her gaze, her retinas burning from the revolting display. Yet, her look of disgust morphed into a subtle smile as a realization dawned. This girl looked like an absolute ditz! The ring wasn't a beauty pageant, and if the crowd possessed any brains among them, they'd mock that princess right where she stood. As if on cue, a production member cranked up the audio equipment, flooding the gorilla position with...

Cheers, applause, adulation! Yozora struggled to contain her anger, her frustration bubbling over. The announcer proudly boomed the girl's name, Renee, a wave of adoration following soon after. And to add salt to the wound, the idol did what idols did best. She sang.

"TURN IT OFF! TURN IT OFF! TURN IT OFF!" Yozora's scream pierced the air, her arm sweeping across the tabletop in a bold swipe! Computer screens and electronic equipment scattered, leaving the nearby crew members in stunned silence. Without another word, Yozora bolted forward, emerging onto the entrance ramp with unbridled speed. The cameras barely had time to zoom in on the audacious newcomer; the audience was still singing along with their favorite idol as Yozora zeroed in on her target. There was no stopping her as she attempted to blindside the idol in the midst of her routine, aiming to devastate Renee with a thunderous spear from behind that would send them both crashing down the ramp!

Yozora

[Misfit_Alien]

!!! -BAM- !!!

Due to the large, roaring, thunderous wave of applause and cheers coming from the audience, the winter-themed idol had no real way of knowing what was about to hit her. She could not hear, and she could not see...The assailant had struck from the shadows outside of the spotlight's glow. She had run down with so much speed that none of the security teams or audience members could've warned the Winter Fantasy in time...Poor Renee was about to be swept up into something she had no real part in. Her performance went according to plan, with everything playing out perfectly. The audio engineers performed their jobs perfectly, the special effects went off without a hitch, and Renee gave yet another smash-hit performance...but most of all, people were having a good time. The smiles of the crowd's many faces filled the idol with a warmth that touched her sweet, passionate heart of ice. But unfortunately...like shards of a mirror scattering across the floor, Renee's perfect show was SHATTERED by a stranger with so much malevolence and bitterness within their heart.

Renee was TACKLED to the ground, letting out a shocked grunt. She felt the sharpest, most rigid pain in her back as it flared up in agony...the feeling of someone RAMMING into her at top speed and sending her crashing toward the floor. Renee and the assailant fell into a tumble, hitting the metal ramp first and then tumbling down to the bottom of it, falling about in a heap just before the ring itself. Renee groans, coughing and sputtering, her vision shaky and blurred as she hadn't even seen what hit her. "Wh-...what? W-who? Agh-...!!!" She began to cramp up and ache from the fall, feeling pain in her back and hips.

[Nova]

A communal gasp echoed across the audience as the arena was stunned into silence, before picking up again into a chorus of boos! Yozora hadn't meant to garner their disapproval. Of course, she should have expected nothing less. Idols had a twisted ability to corrupt and sway the masses with their idyllic tunes and honeyed voices. Luckily, Yozora viewed herself immune to such deception.

But despite the ill-spirited sneak attack the rookie had just pulled, she wasn't exactly better off for it. The spear, with all it's power, had managed to send Yozora colliding into her opponent before crashing down the ramp as well, landing just a few feet away from Renee. Luckily, it was the idol who had absorbed the worst of the impact, allowing Yozora to make a shaky but speedy recover to her feet. She swiped back her hair, revealing her unapologetic expression for the crowds and cameras to witness clearly. With a reluctant shrug, the referee motioned for the bell, officially sanctioning the match.

Yozora would waste no time taking advantage of the situation. She marched towards the downed idol, grabbing the girl by her smooth black hair and dragging her up so that the two were finally face to face. ""Sorry Renee, but somebody had to shut you up," Yozora taunted, her face nothing more than a steely cold glare. Yozora would then yank her opponent by the hair and towards the ring, aiming to bash her pretty face against the ring post!

[Misfit_Alien]

The Winter Fantasy let out a groan of pain, the world spiraling around her in a blurred daze as her head ached. She clutched her skull with one hand, gently rubbing her head to soothe the pain. Her hips and back felt stiff and sore from the tumble. What happened?! Did a fan or some creep jump the railings and assault her? Who could possibly want to ruin the woman's performance and blindside her like a coward?! She felt a sharp pain coming from her hair as someone gripped it tightly from behind. "EGH-!!!! N-no...gh-..." She grunts weakly, feeling the strain on her soft, dark hair as she was dragged onto her knees, raised up so that she could finally see the face of the one who assaulted her...

And to Renee's surprise-...It was none other than her opponent for tonight. Yozora Kagetsuki!!! Renee's eyes widened. "W-why...WHY?" She muttered helplessly. Never before had her own opponent attacked her before the bell. This was a new low that the bright-eyed woman had never experienced...Even someone as cruel and brutal as Morgan Romero didn't stoop that low.

Despite her pain and stiffness, the French idol attempted to regain her strength, looking for some kind of adrenaline boost...a second wind as she fought and struggled to resist, attempting to break free of Yozora's grip, only to be sent FACE-FIRST into the nearest ring post. The dark-skinned Frenchwoman hits the steel post, bouncing off it as she is knocked into another stupor. "KYAGH-!!!" She clutches her face, screaming in pain as she kicks her feet, stumbling about until she falls over on her ass, back to the arena's security barricade, which separates the ring from the audience stands. The crowd booed Yozora, furious that the woman would take the low road by sneak attacking the idol, creeping up from behind, and slamming into the Winter Fantasy before the bell had rung. Chants of 'COWARD' and other such notions raged about in a storm, Yozora clearly being the villain in this scenario...but the delusional woman would not care to see the error of her ways, nor would she reflect on her actions and their intent...Only one thing mattered to Yozora...Seeing Renee crumble and break. It didn't matter what this crowd thought, as to Yozora, they'd soon see things in the only way that mattered...Her way.

[Nova]

Was the idol truly that blind? Was everyone in this damn building truly that ignorant? "Why?" Yazora repeated with a scoff, her belittling tone following Renee as the French woman crashed into the side of the ring before tumbling against the barricade. In fact, Renee's question was so amusing, it was almost enough to make Yozora grin. Almost.

"I guess idols really are dumber than they look" Yozora said scornfully as she latched onto Renee's arm, dragging her up and slouching her against the barricade. With her opponent in place, Yazora slowly raise her arm up into the air, her fist slowly curling outward with fingers honed like the edge of a menacing knife.

"This is for that glittery mess you call a wrestling outfit" WAP! Yozora's hand suddenly soared downward, colliding right above Renee's bosom with a devesting chest chop! "This is for making my ears bleed with that stupid voice of yours" The moody girl grumbled, her hand delivering yet another stinging slap to her opponent's chest. "And this... this is for the audacity to call yourself a wrestler, you pathetic doll!" Yozora's arm extended to it's highest level yet, before plummeting downwards to deliver the final and mightiest chop thus far.

[Misfit_Alien]

Chop after chop would ring out through the stadium as Yozora badmouthed Renee straight to her face, punctuating every insult with another excruciatingly painful strike upon the unknowing Frenchwoman's chest. The Winter Fantasy struggled to stand as her tortured screams filled the atmosphere of the arena, drowning out some of the boos as Yozora forced nothing but painful cries and grunts out of her angelic voice. Eventually, Yozora would wind up for one final chop, intending this one to be far more devastating than the rest. As she brought her hand down, the Midnight Maven would be surprised to see that the Winter Fantasy CAUGHT her arm by the wrist, looking up at her defiantly with tears in the corners of her eyes and a fiery look of rage and determination.

"You can trash my look...insult my voice...but you WILL NOT get away with saying that I am NOT a WRESTLER!!!" Renee said, bursting forward with an unmatched fury!!! Hell hath no fury like an idol scorned, and Renee would teach that to Yozora. She stood up and grabbed Yozora's other wrist, showcasing a shocking amount of strength as adrenaline coursed through her veins!!! She plants her feet firmly and drives the Midnight Maven back-first into the ring post, repaying her for before as she shoves her against the metal pole. She lets out a gasp and releases Yozora, clutching her chest and taking in deep breaths, leaving the woman there as the referee shouts at the two of them, demanding that they get inside the ring immediately as he reaches the 'eight' mark in the count-out for being outside the confines of the ring. Renee leaves Yozora to roll under the ropes, securing her position inside and taking this chance to rest and recover...

[Nova]

Now that's music, Yozoroa thought to herself as the sound of skin slapping skin melded beautifully with the idols wailing cries. Nothing would compare to the final note though, the climactic crescendo, a chop to end all chops. But just as Yozora's palm descended to destroy it's target, she found her wrist suddenly within the clutches of her opponent! Yozora let out a small gasp, her eyes shifting to match the watery, but still very much determined eyes of the Winter Fantasy.

"What? no!" Yozora protested as her other wrist soon found itself similarly trapped. Yozora struggled to break free, but instead found herself propelled across the ringside floor before harshly colliding with the cold steel ring post. "AAH!" Yozora screamed as she crashed to the ground, her hands immediately reaching backwards to sooth her aching tailbone. Soon the pain radiated upwards, her whole spine sent tingling from the painful shockwave. But she wouldn't have time to rest or recover, as the referee beckoned her to enter the ring. With a grimace on her face, the nocturnal rookie finally obliged, sluggishly picking herself up and rolling herself beneath the bottom rope and into the ring.

"Lucky catch, idol. Let's see you try that again!" Yozora challenged. Not wanting to lose the momentum she'd already built for herself, the Japanese girl leaned up against the ropes, using their elastic tension to spring herself forwards and towards her opponent. As soon as Renee was within range, Yozora would swing her right arm forwards, hoping to floor the idol with a lariat to her beaten chest once the girl had arisen.

[Misfit_Alien]

"The name's not IDOL...It's Renee!!!" The Frenchwoman shouts, furious and motivated to put an END to this woman's heinous assault upon her. It was one thing to ruin her performance and attack her, but it was another thing to carry such vitriol and hatred for someone you haven't even MET. Yozora seemingly despised Renee just for existing, but the winter-themed idol had never DONE anything to her...She had never even MET the Midnight Maven before this. Regardless, there was no talking to Yozora, who seemed HELLBENT on tearing the idol apart in front of all her fans. The Midnight Maven ran forward with a brutal Lariat, poised to SMASH against Renee's already tortured chest. The Winter Fantasy takes a deep breath and readies herself. Renee holds her ground, waiting for Yozora to get in close, threading the needle of danger ELEGANTLY as she bends backward, narrowly avoiding the Lariat with precision as she performs a stylish Matrix Dodge, dipping JUST beneath Yozora's arm before quickly popping back up for a Cutter, hopping up and grabbing Yozora by the neck to SLAM her down into the canvas!!!

Spoiler

[Nova]

A more level-headed mind would see that Renee probably viewed herself as more than just an idol, or even a wrestler. A person, with hopes and dreams, likes and dislikes, passions and heartaches - same as anybody else. But Yozora only saw two syllables: I-dol. A husk of a human being, a girl with no depth or complexity to her existence, someone whose whole job it was to pander to our dullest senses with sugarcoated lyrics and nauseating tunes. Yozora's disdain didn't need to be explained or justified, only enacted. Besides, Renee would learn just how pathetic she really was after she'd been slapped around this ring enough times, starting with what was shaping up to be a monster of a lariat, until -

"Huh? AAH!" Yozora's arm swung through nothing but open air, her mind too clouded by hate-filled thoughts to have properly anticipated Renee's expert maneuver. By the time Yozora had turned around to investigate, it was already too late. Renee had leapt upwards, arms curled around her neck as the nimble Winters sent Yozora crashing down face first to the mat with a cutter! The smack of face against canvas sent a roar through the crowds, most of which were happy to see this brazen rookie finally receive her due.

Even Yozora couldn't chalk it up to luck this time. This idol had skills, no doubt reinvigorated by Yozora's unfiltered aggression. But she was far too dazed to properly voice her displeasure. All the moody rookie could do was claw against the canvas, desperately trying to summon her senses in preparation for whatever her opponent had planned next for her.