Yuki Kazikura vs Angelina Tarrant - Loser Leaves Town Cage Match

[Monsy]

"NGHHHH!!"

Angelina thrashed, grabbed her own hair and arched her back. Her knee throbbed. It was swelling. She can tell by how hot it felt, the molten buzzing that came with bumping somewhere solid. Bone, any bone. But this one, over her tailbone, skull or hip, was her least favourite type of scrape. Her teeth started to grind together like industrial parts. Resenting. Cursing.

Until round 2. STOMP!!

Her face must've became red for a moment. She bit back her scream, turned towards her hip, then had her eyes water from all the pressure she pushed towards her face. Angelina grabbed fistfuls of her own hair before finally reaching down and grabbing the knee.

"R-RAGH! Agh.. Hah... FUCK YOU!"

She would've SPAT if she could just reach. Her knee came up to kick. Pinched. Then about mid-way from curling into a ball, Yuki hoisted her from the ground and the canvas became smaller. She was over this girl's shoulder. Shit-- She knew it, but didn't have the recourse. So up, up and up she went. Straight to the ring's highest point, then forced to stand on bruising knees as her head slotted against Yuki's pit. For a split-second, there was rest. An easy time to look at the mats below, breathe and mentally scream on what came next.

Suuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuperplex!

It was an arc that would've made Henry Superplex blush and Angelina squeeze her face tight. The crowds rose with it, the sounds of their voice making an "oooOOOO!" CRASH. "OOOoooo...!" Then applause.

Angelina bounced off the mat, slapped it again, then splayed out all her limbs in four directions, coughing and beleaguered from head to toe. The 'plex blew a broadside in her hull. She just couldn't find the wind in her sail, like her lungs turned to grapeshot. And now, she was marooned where she laid, stuck, still and steadily breathing.

Centre of the ring.

[CaptainL]

Yuki hissed through her clenched teeth as she shouldered Angelina's weight, her muscles tensing as she held her body rigid. Angelina was thrashing and fighting; she wouldn't stay still. But she couldn't let that stop her. Yuki had already attacked the girl's legs, making sure that she would be stunned and vulnerable. She knew that the Marauder would strike back if she had the chance to - so she had to deny her that opportunity before she so much as had a chance to act on that. But all that was just a prelude to what Yuki had up her sleeve. Her real plan came now, as she hauled Angelina up to the top rope. No matter how much Angelina hissed and cursed, though, Yuki couldn't let it stop her. She had a promise to fulfill. And she fully intended to deliver on it.

Teetering on the top rope, Yuki pulled Angelina close against her side. Her heels dug into the cables to hold herself upright. And then, she threw Angelina backward, catapulting her through the air! The redhead came crashing into the mat with a thunderous impact, and the thud of her body hitting the canvas was soon echoed by the roar of cheers at the sight of such a daring maneuver!

Yuki remained on the top rope, however. With Angelina's weight lifted from her shoulders, she doubled over forward, panting for air. Her muscles were sore and sagging under the burden she had carried. But she had still brought Angelina down - and the adrenaline was pumping through her veins at the thought of her triumph. She had done it, and now her rival, laying there flattened on the mat, was paying the price. But Yuki still wasn't finished. Her eyes narrowed on Angelina in a focused stare, and she held her back straighter as she stood up from the ropes. There was still more to be done.

With two fingers, the raven-haired girl brushed aside a few sweaty stands of hair that had fallen into her eyes. Her chest moved in and out as she looked down on Angelina from above. And then, with a battle cry, she hurled herself off the top rope, throwing herself at Angelina with her leg raised to drop it straight onto her midsection! If all went well, she would flatten the air out of her lungs as she came crashing down on top of her!

[Monsy]

And when she finally noticed the shadow of Yuki's leg, it already crashed with full weight.

Yuki was top-end of lightweight sizes, one-hundred and almost twenty pounds of pure elite prodigy. A top five around for many, bearing down and causing Angelina's two halves to shoot up. Then she screamed. "AOOUGH!!" And her throat burned from it. Her vocal chords ripped to tear that yell, hitting all the notes in her throat, bottling up and scratching her vocal chords. Her belly burned right across. The leg pushed her belly in, forcing her to breathe with her chest.

Her legs had lifted about forty-five degrees, stiffened, shook, then flopped back down. Angelina crunched her torso, spitting and making a shocked, twisted and pained face with reddened cheeks as she collapsed limp at the same time. Her eyes screwed shut, her mouth motioning with pain as she groaned, sprawled with her arms over her head, clenching fists and trying to lean towards rolling away if Yuki wasn't on-top of her.

If only...

[CaptainL]

Thump. The sound of Angelina's resounding impact with the canvas was still ringing in Yuki's ears, and the surface of the mat beneath her was still rippling with the force of her landing. It had been a hard fall for Angelina. But Yuki still wasn't done with her. From the ropes, she watched her closely, her eyes narrowing into a focused glare as her the muscles in her legs tensed, storing the energy she would need a moment later. She sucked in a breath, holding it in her lungs - waiting for just the right moment. And then, she sprung - and all that energy came straight down like a meteor, plowing into Angelina from above!

If the impact Angelina had taken a moment before was bad enough, now Yuki had hit her even harder, all but crushing the air out of her lungs under her weight! The crowd burst out into a cheer as the Japanese girl made impact, perfectly punctuating the next thump that rang through the ring. As she settled into place, Yuki took one breath, then two. Then, she slowly turned her head down to focus her attention on Angelina. She could feel how the Marauder's body had begun to crumple and flatten beneath her, but so too did she feel that she was beginning to turn her body to the side, trying to slip away.

Not on her watch!

Glaring and gritting her teeth, Yuki leaned down, going to snatch one of Angelina's legs up in her arm! She would roll her weight forward, going to bring her shoulders against the mat, while her other hand shoved down on Angelina's shoulder to hold it there. She had Angelina right where she wanted her - she wouldn't let her get away so easily!

[Monsy]

Pinned.

Angelina was still aware of the feeling. A touch on her thigh, right near the knee pocket, then pull tight. Then a hand on her shoulder, pushing her flat when she wanted to gasp out from trying to catch her breath. And then the pinfall started. "ONE!" The crowd shouted, then came the second mat slap. "TWO!" Before Angelina kicked free after stacking up her hips, popping a shoulder up. The referee showed her hand. Two, fair and clean. Not that it mattered at all here. Angelina knew, there wasn't meant to be any breaks, stoppages or anything. She didn't want any, even now as she rolled desperately with arms crossed over her gut.

And, if fast enough, she'd slip beneath the bottom rope and let her body crash outside. Plop.

"N-Nnngh.."

Then she coughed. A hand situated on the ground as she rolled to one hip, then pushed up, lifting her torso and sloppily crawling to the apron. She reached underneath, and felt the handle of something familiarly prickly. Nutcracka', YES!. And then drew it while on one knee, with the first reaction from the crowd being a sudden rouse of noise. Pirates, carnage-seekers, the Kazikura haters. Nutcracka' was a sign things were about to get bloody. And while she didn't care to make them happy, she wanted to see the look on Yuki's face.

Before her bat ruins it. "Yuuuu-kiiiiiii! Get the fuck ovah here!"

[CaptainL]

As she folded Angelina's leg in to bring her shoulders to the mat, Yuki sucked in a breath and held it in her lungs. Her whole body was tense, and so was the air in the entire arena. No one wanted to so much as exhale when the stakes were this high. With the count of two, Angelina was just a few seconds away from being cast out of LAW for good - her reign of chaos cut in its tracks. A bead of sweat rolled off Yuki's brow and dropped onto Angelina's face as she looked down at her with her teeth clenched in a grimace. She couldn't let this slip. She needed Angelina to stay down - if she wanted to stand for what she believed in, she couldn't let Angelina win this match!

But it wasn't to be. Just then, the Marauder managed to kick her legs up, and with the pent-up momentum of being folded over, she was able to shove Yuki back enough to force her to let go of her. The raven-haired girl fell onto all fours, huffing and panting. Slowly, she looked back up to shoot a glare in Angelina's direction - a glare thick with fury and frustration. It was just then that Angelina slipped under the ropes, going to that thin rim of floor between the ring and the cage. She'd slipped out of Yuki's clutches by mere inches. But Yuki wouldn't dare let that happen to her again.

"Yeah...just you wait-!"

Huffing under her breath, she scrambled back to her feet, rushing toward the ropes. Yuki knew that Angelina was dangerous, and that she was taking a risk in coming too close to her. But it was for that reason it was all the more important that Yuki act fast to cut Angelina off at the pass, and to prevent her from claiming the advantage! As she grabbed the middle rope to vault over it, she kicked her leg out and swung herself around, aiming right for Angelina's head in a 619!

Spoiler

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NH-o9U8G7-4

[Monsy]

No lie or word play can hide that Angelina wanted blood.

In her hands, the very thing that ribboned the skin of a pretty few LAW-shitheads. The pink bat was half stained in those match’s leftovers. And now she raised it, banged it against the turnbuckle pad, feeling an animal in her chest as--

-- “Ptt!” She was socked in the face. Her head turned. Neck whipped. Cheek mushed. She felt feathery for a split second, causing her knees to buckle low as Angelina turned towards a hip, then veered back towards the cage, hitting her back against it, then sliding down until she grabbed the cage itself.

Her bat’s point touched the ground, and she re-balanced. “Fuckin’ parasite.” And then she grinned, re-mounted her feet, wiped her mouth, then spun her bat in one hand once, winding up with two hands then taking a massive swing between the first and second ropes, hoping to catch just a bit of that shin.

If anyone knew razor wire. They knew you don’t need much.

[CaptainL]

Yuki wasn't going to take her chances. The fact that this match was already no-DQ meant that Angelina was unfettered when it came to what she could do to her. But when she had gone outside of the ring, that would only mean so many more options were at her disposal - more would-be weapons, harder surfaces to be driven into, and the cold, unforgiving walls of the cage itself. She knew Angelina would mean trouble. And she didn't even need to see Angelina arming herself with the wire-wrapped bat to know that she was in no mood to let her go unchecked. If Yuki wanted to make it out of this match, she needed to bring the fight to Angelina and not let up, not even giving her a chance to take back control! When she spun herself around to drive her foot into her opponent's skull, that was exactly what she was geared up to do!

Just as she had planned, Angelina was knocked backward. Yuki was left hanging on the ropes, her chest and shoulders slowly rising and falling as she caught her breath. But Angelina wasn't going to give her any more of a breather. Yuki watched as she drew back, swinging the bat in a powerful arc. It would've been a home-run hit, had it been used for its intended purpose. But this bat was wrapped in deadly wire, and Yuki was the target!

The raven-haired girl gasped as she saw the bat streak toward her. She knew she would only have a few seconds to get away. She tried to push herself further, swinging through the motion to dodge, but she was just a moment too late. The bat caught her in the leg - and Yuki let out a cry of pain as she dropped to the ground!

She hit the floor with a thump, then went tumbling aside a couple of times, like a tumbleweed blowing across an old Western street, before she finally came to rest on her back. Thanks to her quick reflexes, the blow wasn't as hard as it could've been, but Yuki had still gotten caught by the wire. The white fabric of her sock had split, and there was a cut trickling blood beneath. As she started to sit up, she hissed in pain; her hands grabbed for her leg to try and dull the stinging sensation as her teeth clenched in a grimace. But she looked up at Angelina nonetheless, where her eyes narrowed in a glare. She couldn't give up the fight now!

First on her list of priorities was to try and get the bat away from Angelina! She shoved herself back to her feet - she hissed a little as she put pressure on her wounded leg, but it wouldn't slow her down for long. Taking off in a dash, Yuki went to close the distance on Angelina, where one hand would grab for the arm holding the bat, trying to shove it away. Her other hand, meanwhile, would form a fist and swing for Angelina's jaw!

[Monsy]

When she tried to pursue Yuki, Angelina got a nip inside her knees. It was enough to stop her stride, hobble and use the bat.

Recovery was just sucking it up, easy and quick. But realizing she only had so many jumps left fanned this flame of growing bile inside her head, wanting to break every vestige of this psychopathic shit-fuck. Hearing her cry was sooooo -good- when placed against every memory and thought of Yuki. She didn’t need to wait long to take her chance again, bringing almost this sick satisfaction that was counterweighted by all the hateful thoughts she started developing. The only way she could describe it was through this exhilaration in her gut, her teeth biting into its opposite and spitting at the ground to clear the taste from that 619.

When Yuki made her play, Angelina played her card, swinging the bat high. But Yuki came in close, grabbing her forearm and swinging for the fences, right into Angelina’s free palm near her jaw, head-turned. Now they were locked in struggle. Angelina spread their locked grips on each other, bringing them closer. “Your leg.” Angelina said, not amused, but candid and cold. “First blood, wasn’t it, Yu-ki?” She spread their grip wide, then feigned a CHOMP towards their face.

As that would set up a maximum effort SHOVE. She put chest-to-chest, spreading their hold on each other further, with Angelina squeezing Yuki’s fist and then pushing against her. If Yuki moved, hesitated or flinched, then she may find herself being pinned against the cold cage, and a hot-blooded pirate.

[CaptainL]

Feeling a twinge in pain from the cut on her leg, Yuki winced - when she put pressure on that foot, a ripple of pain went back up through her. But she had to ignore that - she had to push through. Any signs of pain were signs of weakness, and Angelina would surely take advantage of them. Now, the Marauder was armed and ready to strike, and Yuki couldn't afford to take a hit - she had already seen what even being grazed could do to her. Her first priority, then, was to close the distance. If Angelina couldn't pull back enough to set up a blow, she wouldn't be able to land her strikes quite as hard.

Diving in closer, Yuki went to close the gap on her rival. One hand shot for her wrist, trying to keep that arm contained - to prevent her from striking back. The other hand made a fist and slammed into Angelina's open palm. But the dark-haired girl's eyes were fixed solely on Angelina, staring daggers straight through her. She couldn't come up short now - Angelina, she knew, had to be punished!

Yet, despite how hard she tried, Angelina had still claimed the upper hand here - a fact that she was quick to remind Yuki of. With the cut she'd made in the Japanese girl's leg, Angelina had been the first to make her opponent bleed. She had full grounds to claim dominance in this match. No matter what Yuki did next, no matter if she managed to overtake her or outdo her - nothing would change the fact that the honor of first blood came to Angelina. And that sent a shiver down her spine - her teeth clenched in a grimace, and her body stiffened. To give Angelina the grounds to claim superiority was the last thing she wanted.

But she was reminded just a moment later why she couldn't let her guard down! Just then, Angelina swung in closer - her teeth gnashing straight for Yuki's face! In that moment, her body loosened for just a scant few seconds, and she let out a gasp. She flinched, drawing back away from her foe to try and protect herself. But that, too, was exactly what Angelina wanted. Even if Angelina's bite didn't make contact, Yuki had let down her guard. She wasn't pushing her any more. And that meant that she could take charge in their struggle, shoving her full weight up against Yuki to steer her back!

"Nnngh-!!" Born backward by the weight of Angelina's body, Yuki was thrust away. One eye tightened in a wince; her teeth clenched in a grimace. The pressure was on her now - it was as if she was being shoved back by a tsunami or a hurricane! But she knew one thing - she couldn't let Angelina win any more! Digging her heels into the ground, and squeezing Angelina's hands even tighter, Yuki whipped herself around in a circle, trying to drive Angelina's back against the cold steel bars of the cage!