L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Tessa tried to stumble away, knowing this little psycho wasn't gonna stop. The crowd berated her for her cowardice, but she didn't care. However, Lethe managed to hit her abs. "AHHH!"She yelled. Before she could swing again, she lashed out with a kick to her waist! Hopefully, it would give her a moment to grab her hair and use it to smash her face into edge of the ring mat!

Lethe was about to swing for Tessa's chin after bringing steel to her abs. To her surprise though, Tessa powered through the pain, and drilled a boot right into Lethe's belly!

Her eyes shrunk to pinholes as the kick was enough to blow the girl off her feet, and fall to her back. The pipe fell from her hands, clattering to the ground and rolling a small distance away. Lethe lay spread eagle against the ground, but only for a second before Tessa reaches out and grabs her by her hair!

"Aaaahhhh!! L-let g-" Lethe didn't even have time to finish her cry before Tessa slammed her face against ring mat. She slowly slid down to her knees, face against the ring apron, blood dripping from her chin. This... this wasn't happening. She was.. losing?

Tessa was infuriated. She looked at the pipe for a moment. Maybe she should pay her back for that strike. She gave her foe a quick look, then back at the pipe, shaking her head. "Don't even need it..." She said, then threw the smaller girl into the announcers table. The crowd was loving this match. Tessa was too. Dominating this little bitch was a bit fun. She had other plans.

Tessa stormed over. She grabbed a nearby power cord, yanking it from the power strip. The announcer bitched about his mic being cut, but Tessa ignored him, wrapping the cord on Lethe's throat and yanking back, choking her! "YOU WANNA FIGHT HARDCORE, BITCH?"

Lethe shouts as she's grabbed again, then tossed towards the announcer's table! She groans weakly as she lays on top, and tries to roll over to grab.. something. Anything.

Lethe wouldn't be able to find something in time.

Lethe's mouth gaped open as she felt a cord wrapping around her throat, and yanking back, forcing her into a sit up position. She chokes and gags breathlessly, kicking her feet against the table. One hand was on the cord, trying to pull it off her throat, while the other was fishing around the table for something heavy to hit her with. She feels the handle of what she could only imagine to be a coffee mug, though the mug didn't feel too hot, and desperately swings it backwards for Tessa's face to make her release her stranglehold on her!

Tessa wasn't slacking, wanting to make this bitch pass out and drag her back into the ring for a quick pin. However, that plan was derailed with a coffee cup hit her forehead. It chipped. "AH!" She let go, her forehead bleeding a bit now as well, stumbling back. "Goddamnit...whore..." She saw she was bleeding.

Lethe had zero interest to correct this woman on how shallow her sexcapades or lack thereof went. She had an opening and she was going to take it. She coughs hoarsely, pulling the cord off her, and in a rare show of events, climbs off the table and attempts to escape under the ring apron to buy herself some time to think and recuperate!

"AND JUST WHERE THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU'RE GOING?" Tessa growls, chasing after her, crawling under the ring apron. The crowd was hyped, seeing these two beauties give it all they got against the other. Tessa crawled behind her, grabbing her feet to pull her back. "Get your short ass back here!"