L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

The two feline wrestlers were going at it. They indulged in something of a roast session, focusing on Val in particular. And the fans in the arena were no the same page as the SWAT Cats. The stadium was abuzz with laughter and chatter, all at the Imperial Russian Empire's expense. The laughs and the jokes kept coming. It wasn't long before their comments would irk the Russian pair to the point of belligerence.But with the terms of the contract already set in place, and in light of the fact that Rostovik had already signed, what were they gonna do? At least, that was the Cats' line of thinking.


And that line of thinking would soon be cast aside when Val chose to interject. The two masked women would begin to turn around. Val seemed to want to mince words. It was characteristic of her, being her team's mouthpiece and all. But the Baltic Beauty had more than just words to share with the Super Kitty and the Circus Cat! Without warning, Valentina charged at the pair! Tracy had turned around first. The red head would react quickly and shove her partner aside to safeguard her from harm and to preserve the terms of the contract! A comically loud thud could be heard as Val bounced that mic off of Tracy's forehead! The pink and white clad woman would go fall back onto her pale posterior!

"Ah!" Tracy would groan as she rubbed her head to try and find her wits. Katherine turned her attention to Val's partner!

Natasha had acted at the same exact time Val, did. Perhaps they had a cue or perhaps the premiere heel tag team was just particularly cohesive as a unit. Regardless, their coordinated assault was executed flawlessly. Only in this couple of seconds would it occur to Katherine that although the terms and conditions laid out in that paperwork prevented Val and Natasha from physically interacting with her; it said nothing about Tracy!

Kat would take a second to realize that the table was but a fleeting distraction. The Super Kitty would push the knocked over table aside and lunge towards Tracy to make some kind of save! But that lunge would be interrupted by Natasha. The purple haired seductress would position herself between and the other pair of wrestlers in the ring. Kat would, of course dart to her left and right, shimmying side to side to try and circumvent Natasha and come to the aid of her partner. Tracy was being set up for a Glasnost Glamor Piledriver! Val got the drop on her and had no difficulties applying the move to the smaller redheaded wrestler! Kat had come within a hare's breadth of coming into physical contact with Natasha. She frowned and clenched her teeth as she practically came nose to nose with the goading Russian. Hart had half a mind to shove Natasha aside and uppercut Val upside the head. The cancellation of one match was not worth an assault on her tag partner! But despite the predicament, before she was driven into the canvas, Tracy stretched her hand out towards Katherine. She could see her friend and tag partner's face just over Natasha's shoulder.

"Kat! Don't!!" Tracy would yell out before being hit with one of the Soviet's devastating finishers! After taking the piledriver, Tracy was subjected to an imposing, breathtaking smother from Vladinova. The heavyweight was a whole lot of woman, more than Tracy could handle being ambushed by.

The warning from her partner caused Kat to hesitate. The blonde cat themed wrestler's expression conveyed her worry for her partner, as well as her animosity towards the Russian pair. As temping as it might have been to play hero, the odds weren't in Kat's favor. Despite having bested Natasha and her former partner before, The Imperial Russian Empire seemed be a greater threat than the popular feline duo were prepared to deal with.

After making eye contact with Tracy and seeing her partner struggle to muster a nod despite her cheeks reddening between Val's thighs, Kat would collected the contract and pen that were spilled onto the canvas when Natasha flipped over that table. With the pen and clipboard in hand, Kat would say aloud in a stern tone: "Let her go....Let her go, Val...and I'll sign...."

Katherine would of course, making good on these words. If the mouthy Russians complied, she'd sign right away before moving in to grab Tracy and help her up.

The Russian ruse worked and before the crowd had time to fully understand what happened, the manipulative Baltic tag team had divided the SWAT Cats and taken a piece for themselves. Valentina was a big bold lady, and her smother was just as effective as Natasha's. Tracy was getting the full show of power from Valentina who alternated her smirk between Tracy and Kat.

"I think your little kitten is about to pass out, yes?"

Val would mock Kat as she proudly sat there.

Natasha meanwhile gloated, looking at Kat and her partner. She knew that the bigger of the SWAT Cats couldn't strike or even push the Russian and was revelling in her relative safety.

As Kat growled a response Val shook her head.

"No you do not get to make the rules! Sign and your little kitten is free! Although I must admit, I may just take her home with us for some very special attention!"

The witch like cackle drew cries of derision from the crowd. Natasha emphasized the decision and the time slipping away by tapping her wrist towards Kat

Katherine grit her teeth. Her grip on the clipboard and pen tightened. Her hands trembled a bit in frustration. Even with the odds stacked in their favor, the Imperial Russians made every effort to press their advantage and smush poor Tracy. There was no real guarantee that Val would release the pink and white feline themed wrestler even if Katherine did sign. But with time being a pressing issue and Nat offering a unneeded reminder, Katherine had little choice.

The Super Kitty would begrudgingly an vigorously wave the pen across the paper, complying with the terms the Imperial Russian Empire laid out and agreeing to the match. She'd pause for a second before throwing the contract and pen to the side and onto the canvas. Kat would look to Natasha right in front of her and make stern eye contact with the seductress. She'd then turn her attention to the cackling Baltic Beauty to look at her seriously, as well.

"I'm not gonna say it again after this. Let her go, Val. Or so help me, I'll disqualify myself right now and beat you both till you're as red as you're flag!" Kat would threaten the opposing pair while trying to slowly sidestep Natasha. With the contract signed, even the slightest bit of contact would break the clause. But the purple clad luchadora proved to be willing to do that if it meant saving her partner!

The Russian tag team were utterly despicable. Their plotting and scheming knew no limits in order to get what they wanted. It was surprising that the LAW CEO had not intervened and either banned or reprimanded Natasha and Valentina. They were the worst of heels and as an additional insult to the LAW universe, the pair loved every moment.

As Kat signed, the grin on Natasha's face grew large. She could literally taste the anticipation of making Kat tap out in their match. Valentina also enjoyed the moment. She heard Kat's words and with all the grace and composure possible she simply nodded and rose up to free Tracy from the heavy and humiliating smother.

Valentina would waltz over and pick up the contract and take her time to check the signature, in the process, both of the Russians doing their upmost to block Kat from rushing to her partners aid. However the blond Russian soon stepped aside and let Kat progress. She raised the microphone to her full lips and let every word drip with sarcasm.

"Awww what a heart warming scene.... Such pride and passion. But Kat, answer me this, what chance do you think you have to withstand the Lenin Lock from Natasha? Just ask those bitches, Melody and Navi how it feels..."

The crowd would boo and throw as much popcorn at the blond Russian who was not to be silenced

"...Save your boos you ignorant idiots. We shall leave now, but Kat, think on this. If I can bend your will so easily without even touching you, Natasha will crush you in the name of Mother Russia!"

The microphone popped loudly as Val dropped it and Natasha blew a sarcastic kiss toward Nat as the pair would exit the ring, holding aloft the clipboard as if it were some victory. Smiles and laughter bubbling out of them as they made their way up the ramp slowly, taking the time to mock the SWAT cats

The Russians seemed to be willing to do whatever they wanted or needed to in order to get their way. As they finally spared Tracy and began to make their leave, Kat would kneel down and grab hold of her partner. to ensure that she was ok. Despite getting the better of the Nat and her old tag partner, the SWAT Cats an the rest of the LAW locker room were put on noticed tonight. This clearly wasn't the same team or dynamic that the feline duo had fced before. Val was every bit as dangerous as she was mouthy. And Natasha was an ever-present threat.

Tracy wouldn't be licking any physical wounds for very long, but tonight was a huge blow to her pride and the pride of her team. Was Katherine going to end up getting steamrolled like Tracy had after getting hit with Val's Glasnost Glamor? Were Kat and Tracy going to fall victim to the Russian Empire just as Melody and Navi had? And how would this affect Katherine Hart in her next match set to take place in just a few minutes? Clearly, Nat couldn't have picked a better time or opportunity to call her out to throw her off her game.

Their rivals ensured that when it rained it poured. And the luchadoras would have to do everything in their power to make sure they could weather every part of this storm....