L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Larissa was someone that was able to make some fun out of any match. Even if they so happen to be deemed “non-competitive” though that would not mean good things for Tilde’s health. Case and point with how the match started so heavily in Larissa’s favor. Sure Larissa lived for the fight, but blood is still blood at the end of the day.

Now outside of the ring, Larissa was going to rag doll Tilde all over the arena. The opening moments did little to fill Larissa with some fire inside of her. That just meant she would underestimate her opponent. Case and point as Larissa did not take much notice with the weapon Tilde had with her. Caught off guard and unable to defend against the weapon. Tilde swung hard and true, sinking the pipe deep within Larissa’s abs. AGH! Larissa let out as she recoiled from the blow and instantly held her abs. (This…This would…not be and issue) Larissa thought to herself, slightly hurting herself for not defending against it. Though with the shock of the blow, it made the follow up from Tilde even easier.

CRACK

Tilde swung the pipe again and aimed for Larissa’s face. Completely blowing her head to the side. With it came a wave of spit and blood, leaving Larissa laid out on the side laying on her face. The audience letting their hate for Tilde being known. Still there were those who reveled in the violence.

Managing to actually get use out of a weapon in a match, not to mention doing so as an ambush felt odd to Tilde. She did use weapons in hardcore matches before but never was the first one to reach for it and now as she looked down at Larisa, a thought crossed her mind. She could just keep beating her opponent with the pipe, victory by stoppage is still a victory after all... She shook her head and discarded the pipe, she wouldn't stupe so low and the weapon has served its purpose.

Instead, she would walk over to Larisa, grab her hair, and chicken wing one of her arms as she would force the woman to stand back up. If all went smoothly, she would lead her towards the ring to slam her head against the apron and roll her under the ropes. Catching another wave of boos as she would shoot one angry look into the crown before climbing back inside the ring.

Larissa had been hit by all manner of weapon before this match. Despite her claims, Larissa had not built a resistance towards them. Nor would she ever along with the rest of the world. Now had she tensed her abs or properly defended against them. Then things would be different, but as they stood currently. Larissa was used for Tilde’s baseball practice. Swinging with enough strength that the pipe easily could’ve killed Larissa.

Larissa who was laid out in a building puddle of blood could hardly do anything. She needed time to get her bearings together. Even her thoughts were incoherent…more incoherent. So Tilde was given the right to do whatever she wanted to Larissa. Tilde opted to bring the woman up and once again deliver more head injury as she slammed Larissa’s head against the ring apron. Then rolling her into the ring. Larissa would roll until she laid in a nearly unconscious, oddly attractive eagle spread. The audience quickly rallying towards Larissa to see her standing up again.

Tilde wasn't liking it one bit, sure she did not break any rules but she was still hitting someone's head with a metal pipe. She told herself she needed the win and that this match was bound to end up bloody at one point anyway, better she started that, and hopefully put an end to it before she'd land on the other side of such an exchange.

Climbing back into the ring she would approach Larissa, turning her onto her back and grabbing her legs. She'd lift them up, reaching her arms around her opponent's core to lift her up into the air before bringing her back down with a powerbomb! If that was successful, hoping it was enough to put the woman away she would go for the cover, ignoring all the boos of the crowd.

Larissa had expected this match to get bloody yeah…but not so soon. Tilde had gotten the drop on Larissa in a match that was her specialty. Larissa and her arrogance is now paying the price for that. Having to nurse the nagging pain in her head would have to come later. First would have to be coming to her senses. Something that Tilde was going to try to make impossible.

Now back in the ring, Larissa was barely moving. Sure the woman was alive, but at this point she was just prey for Tilde. The sounds of the audience were muted also, so at least it was easy to focus on things. Tilde would toy with Larissa like a gym weight bringing the Blood Devil up and slamming her down violently in a powerbomb! A move that the audience were not keen on cheering.

THUD!

Following the slam, Tilde didn’t waste any time in looking for the one. Covering Larissa and having the referee come to make the count. 1! 2!…Just before the 3 count Larissa was able to break the pin and shove Tilde off of her. Struggling to get herself back onto her feet. Larissa gave Tilde a terrifying smile, indicating that she was far from done in this blood bath. Now now, you will have to brutalize me MUCH MORE BEFORE PINNING THE BLOOD DEVIL

It was just a matter of seconds before it all would be over, or so Tilde thought. Just as she started to relax, certain that her foe would stay down for the final count, she was shoved off of the woman, rolling to the side and getting to all fours before standing up. To say she was shocked would be an understatement, her opponent just took a pipe to her head, followed by getting slammed to the ground and still managed to not only get up but have enough strength for banter.

Tilde scoffed, there was no way in her mind that someone after taking hits like this could genuinely keep going at full strength. She just had to push a bit more. To that effect, she would walk over to Larissa, and as soon as she got in range she would start sending chops to the woman's chest, one after another, hoping to drive her opponent to the ropes!

It wasn’t enough that Tilde went and took a weapon to Larissa’s head. But to make sure that the damage persisted, the following slam kept that promise. Surely that would be enough to take most women down. Not Larissa though, the moniker of Blood Devil was not just for show. The woman lived for violence, meaning that Larissa in this sort of match would have to dig very deep to keep Larissa down.

Scoffing at the banter, the purple haired woman approached Larissa. Pressing her advantage, throwing repeated chops at Larissa’s chest. Hoping to drive the woman back. Ngh…agh…ugh… Larissa let out in pained grunts as the chops hit their mark. Slowly but surely being walked down by Tilde. Upon reaching their destination of the ropes. Larissa smiled maliciously, she was going to violently turn these tide. Moving in close and latching onto Tilde’s head. Larissa would deliver a jumping knee to Tilde’s jaw! Surely this would stagger her opponent, if not leave a lying impression.

Initially, Tilde thought she was being proven right, her chops were getting the expected result and Larisa was being forced back. It only made sense after the beating she took and Tilde made the mistake of taking her advantage for granted. Just as they reached the ropes and she was going to wind up for another move, Larisa grabbed her head and before Tilde could even add two and two together, drove her knee at the French woman's head.

A flash of white light or at least something that felt like it overcame Tilde, then pain followed by her body hitting the ground, her hands went up to her face, covered now in blood as her nose gave way to her opponent's strike. The world came into focus again or something resembling such at least but it still was fuzzy around the edges and Tilde wasn't sure where she exactly was. Did she get knocked out for a moment? Was a question that came to her mind but for now she did nothing about that as she lay there, completely at Larissa's mercy.

Larissa felt that the opening gambit despite her being on the losing side of it. All it did was just woke her up. Now Larissa felt that she was properly capable of performing in this match. Which was very bad news for Tilde. Snapping into action and sending her knee violently into Tilde's face. Which caused an audible grimace from the audience. Seeing Tilde jerk back so violently from the move. Larissa used this moment to catch a breath. One breath being all that she needed as she looked at Tilde with a evil smile. Now let us begin our contest in earnest!

Screaming at Tilde, Larissa made sure to stand Tilde up cleanly. Despite Larissa being at the ropes she enjoyed being in these positions. It makes the comeback even more sweet. Without warning and looking only to hurt Tilde. Larissa would send out repeated blows at Tilde's face! Right, Left, Right, Left, Right, Left. Each blow hopefully made their back and did the opposite, now pushing Tilde towards the ropes. Larissa cackling evilly with each blow landing. Working up quite the sweat

Spoiler

Still not quite recovered, Tilde had to be dragged to her feet by Larisa, her legs barely able to keep her up but now that she was moving, her balance was returning more readily, she thought, maybe she could still turn it around if she just managed to stay up, get her head screwed on straight. But as that thought came, so did the first strike, knocking the idea completely out of Tilde's mind but she still managed to stay up though being forced back on her increasingly wobbly legs. Each consecutive strike had a similar effect, knocking her head back and sending a line of spittle through the air as she was forced to back away, more from the impact of each blow than the conscious decision to retreat. Eventually landing with her back propped up against the ropes, nowhere else to run.