L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Francisca rolled her eyes as Isaiah wittered on about faith in the interim of their first engagement, as if she gave a damn about what he was doing her, or what he was trying to prove. The Devil Cat gave him a withering look.

"Listen, 'prophet', you you're here is your business, I'm just here to wrestle," she sneered.

However, it was evident that despite all his talking, Isaiah was also here to wrestle as he came leaping out of his position and caught her off guard with a lariat to the chest that knocked her flat!

It was very clear to Isaiah that Francisca was blinded by her own anger and ambitions to really pay attention to what was really going on, and that would be her demise. He quickly went down with Francisca and locked in a body scissors, hoping to at least slow the Devil Cat down, if anything...

"Ngghh!" Francisca exclaimed as, before she could rise, Isaiah was upon her, clamping his legs around her waist in a bodyscissor. The Devil Cat bucked her hips in desperation, hands shoving hard at Isaiah's thigh in an effort to dislodge him. Gritting her teeth, she would try to swing a series of punches to his stomach in an attempt to the loosen the hold long enough for her to wriggle free.

Isaiah never intended to win this way, so it came as no surprise that Francisca was making such a fuss over what was essentially a rest hold. Still, he couldn't chance Francisca going lewd on him, so he let the Devil Cat go, cursing whoever made such an evil woman so easy on the eyes...

Isaiah released the bodyscissor, allowing Francisca to roll free, hating every second of being trapped by the cheating Prophet. The stolen victory of "Isabella" still stung the Devil Cat's pride.

Circling like a predator, she made a sudden lunge forward, trying to hack a heavy chop across Isaiah's chest to drive him back towards the turnbuckle.

Isaiah slowly got up, only to realize the Devil Cat suddenly became Jaws as she circled around him. She soon lunged forward with a powerful chop to the chest. It hurt and it sent the Prophet into the turnbuckle. The narrative that Isaiah had painted was that Isabella was Francisca's fault, but, as the match went move for move, a harsh truth began to seep into the Prophet's conscious:

Isabella was his fault.

Isaiah resorted to cheap trick to win last time, because he was a coward. Though, this sobered him up quickly, another truth had become quite clear. He had a chance to right the wrongs of Isabella, but, he had to win this match, and as fairly as possible. Still, he felt like he deserved whatever the Devil Cat was going to do, so he just stood there in the corner...

Oblivious to Isaiah's inner revelations, Francisca only saw her opponent go staggering backwards into the corner after her chop lashed across his chest. Smiling wickedly, she took the chance to follow up instantly, leaping forward and twisting her body into a flying hip attack, hoping to knock the wind from the Prophet by slamming her pert rear squarely into his stomach!

Isaiah was too busy reflecting to notice Francisca charging him with her rather thick butt, ramming into him, and knocking him further into the corner, trying to catch the wind knocked out of him. Isaiah soon had an epiphany: Sure, Isabella was his fault, but, he had the chance to right those wrongs, but, he had to win this match. For now, though, he was out of breath sitting in the corner...

For all his fancy talk, Isaiah couldn't prevent the Devil Cat's hip attack from driving him into a sitting position in the corner, the sight filling Francisca with further confidence. She smiled evilly as she loomed over her opponent.

"Where's your faith now, Prophet?" she giggled, before taking hold of the top rope with both hands and attempting to jam a boot against his throat in a chokehold to further weaken her male adversary.

Isaiah soon found himself with a boot against his neck, as Francisca choked him in the corner. As this was a submission match, there is no DQ, so the ref just stood there. He heard the Devil Cat's mocking him, and he repeated himself from the beginning of the match, "You're about to see what happens when faith endures" Isaiah, with all his might, shoved the Cat's foot off of him, hoping to send her backwards...