Lyra Heartfield and ? vs. Countess Dante

[Pegasus]

Lyra ran through and jumped for the grandmaster clipping her body and then landed hard on the floor with her left side! The crowd gasped and a mixed reaction came alive as while some were still fearful of the Selection, the adrenaline rush of a hardcore match was all too real to deny! This match was starting to pick up! Lyra sustained damage as well, but she would push it out of mind, but on the other hand, she wasn’t quick as the grandmaster was as she shot a look getting to one knee over to Isabella, who used her fast agility to get right back up and swing her kendo stick into Lyra’s back! The weapon broke after so much use as the top part went flying and Lyra gritted her teeth going to her hands and knees. Pain is what drove them, but it wasn’t like they had immunity to it like their master. The crowd actually cheered a little bit for Dante thinking she was holding her own just fine! However, they noticed the masked woman grabbing the apron aggressively getting up before charging forward with a tackle onto the steel ramp to Isabella!

[CaptainL]

The great Countess Dante couldn't stand for this! She was, after all, the Deadliest Woman Alive - she couldn't allow herself to be shown up by a couple of mere charlatans! Right when it seemed like she'd finally claimed an edge over the masked woman, there was Lyra, ready to snatch that away from her, as she came crashing down from above, tackling Isabella to the ground. She sputtered and coughed as she rolled aside - but she would just as quickly fight back, as she prepared to bring the kendo stick down on top of Lyra's back! Maybe that would teach her to meddle in the affairs of someone who could so easily kill her with a touch!

...At least, maybe it would, had the stick not broken in half then and there.

When Isabella felt her weapon give way with a crack, she froze, looking back up at the scene before her. Of all the times the kendo stick could've failed her - why now, when she needed most to have something to even the odds when two members of the Selection were ganging up on her? Lyra had tumbled aside, and Isabella had begun to pick herself back up, rising to her knee - but in stopping to think through her predicament, she had still taken a pause.

And that, as the masked woman was about to demonstrate, was a pause too long. Just then, she looked up in time to see her other assailant charge straight for her! She let out a yelp just moments before she tackled her, throwing her back against the ramp, where she landed with a loud, resounding clang - followed by a scream! The sound caused a few of the fans to wince, and it left Isabella bucking her hips up in the air as she reeled from the impact, her teeth contorted in a snarl as a throbbing ache surged through her spine. Worse yet, the masked woman was on top of her - where she'd surely push the advantage.

But then, Isabella wouldn't let her! Growling under her breath in frustration, the Countess would raise the remaining half of the kendo stick she still clung to, turning it around, and shoved the broken end against the mystery woman's side! Hopefully, what was left was pointy enough to hurt - or at least to slow her down as she was forced to address the pain she felt.

[Pegasus]

The masked woman had tackled down Dante and she was not going to be simple with it. She picked the grandmaster up and went straight into the steel like going through hellfire! She wanted Isabella to feel pain. Just about every drop of pain and humiliation the person under the mask went through….but Isabella was stubborn and the pain was soon seen as a small deterrent as Isabella still had her own weapon to use! She whacked the sharp end of her broken stick into the masked woman’s side getting a loud grunt, but the masked woman just grabbed the stick part and threw it back towards the ring! That was not what Isabella wanted to happen and now, she was defenseless for the first time in this match. To add insult to injury, Lyra recovered from her own damage and shoved her left boot on the grandmaster’s right arm crushing it against the steel ramp with cold fury!

[CaptainL]

No matter how hard Isabella tried to fight back, the masked woman was relentless. Even as she tried to drive the sharp end of the broken kendo stick into her opponent's side, it didn't even seem to bother her - all she did was grab Dante's weapon right out of her hand and throw it out of reach, like it hadn't bothered her at all! Isabella's jaw dropped in a gasp at the sight. She was utterly defenseless!

It would only get worse as Lyra decided to gang up on her, slamming a foot down against her arm! As she felt her bones crush between the cold steel and the underside of Lyra's boot, Isabella threw back her head with a loud, shrill scream. Pain went surging down her arm - she could only hope nothing was broken! Still, in defiance, she grit her teeth and hissed - she couldn't let her opponents have the satisfaction of thinking they'd beaten her.

"F-Fools..." she hissed. "Look at you! The only reason you're ganging up on me now...is because you know that one of you alone could never even THINK of approaching the power of the Black Dragon Fighting Society-!" In the face of danger like this, Isabella only half-believed it, but she had to save face somehow. Her eye twitching nervously, Isabella looked back and forth between her two assailants. The masked woman, bearing down on her as she was, was definitely the bigger threat, but as long as she wore the mask, her face was protected from some of the pressure points the Countess could go after. For now, she'd have to focus on divesting her of that protection.

As she let out a battle cry, Dante went to grab onto the masked woman's chin to keep her head still. She bucked with her hips to try and force Lyra to step back from her as her legs crossed behind the masked woman's own and she attempted to roll over to get on top of her. There, she'd have to focus on pulling off that mask!

[Pegasus]

Lyra grimaced as Dante freed her arm and pushed with all her strength to get on top of the masked woman taking the unknown wrestler by surprise, but the masked woman wouldn’t let Dante rip off her protection. She grabbed Dante’s arms to pry them off her facial wear and the crowd weren’t too sure themselves if Dante really knew what she was doing. This point of logic would be proven as Skye skipped out from backstage with a steel chair in hand and she giggled manically to herself smashing it on the steel platform like a little kid running down the ramp! Skye made it to Dante to swing her chair and smack Isabella right in the face with it! The crowd winced as the flash vision of metal was sent straight for the grandmaster.

If the grandmaster had got caught by the chair, Skye had a bright light bulb go off in her head. Sure, they had Lyra and the masked woman along with herself to keep Isabella busy, but it’s just more fun to watch their victim be even more helpless. Skye went straight to the grounded Isabella dropping the chair towards the ramp before grabbing Isabella’s hand balling it up and then chucking it straight into her jaw screaming and holding her jaw like it was actually intentional! Skye did a fake whine of pain and rolled around the ramp as the crowd was confused at her antic. That was until she decided to scream at backstage….

“MAMA! THIS BAD GIRL HIT ME HARD! I JUST WANTED TO PROTECT MY NEW BEST FRIEND AND SHE RUINED IT! SHE WANTS TO HURT ME BADLY!” Skye screamed at a particular person backstage from under her bunny mask.

[CaptainL]

The Countess was done playing games! She was tired of seeing the fearsome power of the Black Dragon Fighting Society be so mocked by having it share the ring with a charlatan like this - and more importantly, when her style relied in no small part on eye-pokes, face rakes, and other dirty tactics to try and sustain the advantage, if the masked woman was protected from such moves, it wouldn't do Isabella much good. First on her agenda was unveiling who this mysterious assailant really was - and when she grabbed at her mask, she was intent on doing just that.

But when the Selection was concerned, things were rarely that straightforward. Even if Isabella was doing a respectable enough job of keeping up with two opponents at once, they still had backup - and that backup would come into play right now, as Skye came down the ring. The Countess wasn't watching behind her, too absorbed in trying to deal with her opponent. She wouldn't even see it coming when the chair came down across her head with a loud crack - and when she, with a yelp, fell flat onto her face in a clatter!

Rolling off the masked woman and onto her back, Dante rubbed at the back of her skull, still throbbing from the impact. Her head was pounding. Her vision was blurry, and her eyes were narrowed in a squint as she tried to adjust to the bright lights shining down from over her. Even as she began to sit back up, however, she had no idea what had just happened, or who the girl who had just accosted her was. When she began to break down crying, all she did was raise an eyebrow. What was even going on? "What...on earth...are you even talking about?! I didn't even lay a hand on you - if I did, you'd be dead, I swear it-!"

But before Isabella could say another word, a hand came down on her shoulder. At that, the Countess froze. Slowly, she began to peer back out the corner of her eye. Standing just behind her was Cecilia Lombard - and she cast a look down on her without another word, fixing a silent glower on her. When she spoke, her voice was calm, never raising, but every word stabbed deep into Isabella's soul. "If you can't learn to play nice...you need a time out."

Spoiler

Isabella didn't even have a moment to act. The next thing she knew, Cecilia had grabbed her from behind, locking an arm around her head to put her in a headlock - and then kneed her hard in the back, causing her to sputter and wheeze as the air was driven out of her lungs! Then, she lifted her higher off the ground, falling backward to hurl the stunned grandmaster to the floor in a suplex, where she dropped to the ground with a loud clang!

[Pegasus]

Skye got up jumping in circles and giving a hug to the woman she called her mama. Cecelia suplexed Dante right on the hard steel floor and the referee widened her eyes keeping her distance as Lyra and the masked woman got up. Lyra nodded to Cecelia and Skye for the help as she got the grandmaster up by the hair trying to go for a straight Bodyslam on the ramp! The masked woman even got down to wrap a hand around Dante’s throat to start choking the life out of her as Skye giggled in maniacal delight!

[CaptainL]

When Skye threw her arms around Cecilia, for a moment, she looked down at her with a smile, bringing her hand to her head and ruffling her hair. "It's all right, now," she said calmly. "No one's going to hurt you." There was a sort of protective, motherly affection between them - if Skye was acting as though Cecilia was her mother, it seemed as though Cecilia was just as willing to play the part. Regardless, that wasn't going to stop her from unleashing the same cold, merciless brutality as she always had. And Isabella would be the first to witness that, when Cecilia snapped her arms around her sides to lift her for a suplex that rattled her skull!

Even after Cecilia let her go, Isabella sank lower into the floor, groaning breathlessly in a daze. But her punishment was far from over. With Lyra getting into the picture, Cecilia took the Countess by the arm to help lift her to her feet. Dante could feel herself rising, but the world around her was teetering back and forth, and her vision blurred in a daze. She could hardly tell what was going on any more, let alone do anything to save herself - the next thing she knew, Lyra had slammed her down onto the ramp, with nothing to cushion her fall into the cold, hard steel!

Isabella let out a loud scream as her back landed with a clang. The impact was so great, it caused her body to jump into the air, her hips bucking and her back arching. She was already aching from the last fall - now this one had only awakened every pain; it felt like her back was on fire! She didn't even get a chance to catch her breath by the time the masked woman got in behind her, throwing an arm around her throat and squeezing. Isabella was already halfway to being unconscious, and the world seemed to be falling away from her by the moment as her opponent wrung her throat. Her eyes had rolled back into her head, and she could do little more than idly smack and push at the masked woman's arm - but she could hardly summon the strength needed for any meaningful resistance. With every passing second her body was growing heavier and her vision was growing darker, as even the impulsive twitching of her body began to slow to a halt.

Cecilia stood back the whole while, gently brushing her fingers through Skye's hair. "Do you see that?" she said - her voice was calm and serene, as though she was witnessing the most ordinary thing in the world. "She never stood a chance against us, did she?"

[Pegasus]

If this wasn’t a squash match from the get go, it was one now! Isabella was tinkering on the verge of going out like a light. Her brain was hazy and her vision was going further into a deep sleep as the masked woman wrenched on the head. The referee had to step in and check out Isabella making sure she was either fit to continue or about to pass out. Lyra stood back as she overlooked the scene. It wasn’t much of a match as it was a massacre and surely a blow to the grandmaster’s pride. She wasn’t the biggest LAW wrestler name out there, but the crowd could tell she would be eternally licking her wounds from this embarrassment of a defeat. Not going out with herself looking at the lights, but going out on her feet being put to bed. She’s probably going to spin it to the magazines that she went out on her feet like a true deadly warrior to save face.

The referee raised both hands of Isabella and saw she wasn’t going to respond so for her safety, the referee waved off the match! The bell rang as Skye hollered and cheered like a little kid seeing their favorite superhero conquer over the evil tyrants. The masked woman let Isabella fall on the ramp as the referee raised her and Lyra’s arms, but they snatched away their parts as the masked woman wasn’t done with Isabella! If anyone knew the Selection, they always left more than just a poor mortal in a struggling position! The masked woman picked up the grandmaster dragging her by the chin up the ramp and pointed towards a spotlight just off the side of the entrance ramp. It was time to send this poor woman to the abyss and the masked woman picked up Isabella on the shoulder before running forward to hurl Isabella back first into the spotlight!

[CaptainL]

Not a lot of people had much faith in the Countess, even before this match had begun. But as it got underway, it grew quite apparent that she had never stood a chance. Now, with the full might of the Selection against her, she crumbled under the brunt of their overwhelming offense - and when her back was hurled straight down into the unforgiving steel of the entrance ramp, there was nothing she could do about it. Her limbs flailed in the air as she came crashing back down to earth, but then, she fell limp - she was completely out!

Many wrestling fans, having witnessed such a brutal beatdown, would have erupted into boos by now. But here, there was none of that. The only thing anyone could do was to stare blankly at the ring at the scene of horror that had just unfolded - a display of just how far the Selection were willing to go, and just what they could do to anyone standing in their way. The fans had been left in shock, stunned into silence by the full extent of the Selection's brutality!

Even then, though, when it became clear there was still more in store for Isabella, a few of them did gasp. When they saw the masked woman haul Isabella back up, they looked on with wide and glassy eyes, their mouths agape. Surely, they thought, the self-proclaimed Grandmaster had suffered enough - there was no way she could withstand much more. They had already won. And yet, that wouldn't satisfy the Selection - not yet!

When the masked woman carried Isabella over to the spotlight, a few fans had averted their eyes - while others looked on in shock, unable to turn away! The tension was thick in the air as she was held in place just over the light. Everyone knew what was coming, but no one wanted to see it unfold. And then, Isabella was sent plummeting through the air! She was still slack and in a daze as she fell, but as soon as she came crashing down onto the spotlight, she was shocked back into lucidity - and she knew just how much pain she was in!

She suddenly jerked back up into a seated position, letting out a shrill scream that filled the air and caused a few fans to clasp their hands over their ears. Then, her weight keeled over forward, and she went tumbling off of the edge of the light and onto the floor below. She fell like a lead weight, coming to rest in a heap below, her head down and her hips up and her arms splayed on the ground around her. She didn't budge; she was barely even breathing. She had been awake just long enough to realize what she was in for - and then, that light in her eyes had been once again snuffed out.