L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Melody's Moonsault found it's mark this time, driving the air further out of Valentina's lungs, the greenette firmly in the driver's seat of the match over her opponent.

"That'll teach you to shove your tits in my face!", Melody let out. She definitely was a lot more talkative when it came to these tag matches. Problem having the most loudmouthed woman alive as her friend and tag team partner.

Speaking off, she quickly glanced over to her corner, and to the Russian's. Neither Navi nor Natasha were to be found on the ring apron. Melody almost wanted to check on her blonde friend at ringside, but she knew she could handle herself. If she let out Valentina out of her sight and let her rest, she knew she would come to regret it a second later. And if Val's push against her cheek was any indication, she was far from done. Trusting Navi, she focused on the blonde currently in the ring with her, grabbing her by her hair to pull the heavyweight up to her feet.

From there, she would try to shove Val's head underneath her arm, both her arms going around Valentina's for a Butterfly position. Knowing that she didn't have the strength to lift Val, she would drop on her back, trying to slam her head first into the canvas with a Butterfly DDT!!!

At ring side, Navi was extremely thankful for the ring apron being the hardest part of the ring, as she pushed back against Natasha to drive her against the ring apron, narrowly avoiding the dangerous Suplex onto the concrete. Fans felt slightly sorry for Natasha, especially the loud, blunt sound let out when her spine collided with the apron.

Natasha dropped to her hands and knees, face visible cringing from the hard impact on the apron, with only Navi's vengeful face looming above her as she reached out for her purple mane to pull her up:

"Is THIS what you wanted to do to me?!", Navi would shout, trap Natasha's head under her arm, and hooking her arm at the Russian's leg...

...before lifting her into the air, and slamming her back into the exposed concrete with a Fisherman Suplex, to the collective shock from the crowd!

With Melody on top, in every sense, Valentina groaned loudly as the air was driven from her body. The big blond Russian desperately needed a tag from her partner Natasha who was occupied in her blood feud with Navi. As Mel got off she taunted Val who wasn't feeling any better, and she was easily led back to her feet. The crowd again started their chant, urging the Greenette on to put the Russian wrestler away and take the victory that seemed so likely.

Valentina yelped as her hair was yanked, which was ironic given she always did this to rivals, so could expect no sympathy. Melody easily bent her body and by the time Val realised where her arms were, the canvas met her forehead hard

WHAM!!

The crowd OOHH at the DDT, their anticipation tangible as they knew this could well be it. Valentina slowly crumbled and rolled over onto her back. clutching her head, her eyes were closed and she was desperate to stop her brain from rattling inside her skull.

All Melody would have to do is make the cover and surely the Russians would lose the match?

Outside the ring, Natasha was bruised and battered but still she felt the anger scour through her veins. She felt her hair pulled and through the mane of matted strands, could see the pure vitriol spewing forth from Navi. Hatred was an understatement!

Before the Russian could react or even think of shutting out the pain in her back, Navi had her in the exact facelock Natasha did. She hung there pretty much dead weight, but Navi using the adrenaline that no doubt filled her body to suplex Natasha onto the bare concrete in a reversal of fortune for the Russian.

The crowd at ringside gave a collective cheer, roar and gasp all at once. The loud CRUNCH and THUD sounded brutal. Natasha cried out and as she was released from the suplex hold, she shot bolt upright to sit. Her eyes were wide. her mouth gawping and her back was arched such was the shock of the explosion of pain. She slumped down like a lead balloon and very slowly lay on her side, eyes screwed up tight in agony from the move.

The fans could sense the match was turning, although Natasha pawed at the bare concrete, then the thin discarded mat before grabbing the ring skirt. One thing Natasha had was the heart of a warrior, the crowd applauding with a small ripple as she started to very slowly tug at the ring skirt to at least try to help herself up, but all she could manage was to stay on her hands and knees, forehead down on the mat, one hand on her back with throbbed and ached

With Melody successfully trapping Valentina in a Butterfly, she successfully and flawlessly executed her Butterfly DDT, once again bringing the blonde Russian down to the mat. At this point, she couldn't help but try to take a quick glance outside the ring. There was a good possibility of the Heavyweight not being able to kick out from such a powerful move, and she wasn't about to squander that opportunity because she didn't see her purple haired friend coming to break the pin...

...and what she saw caused her to raise her eyebrows in disbelief.

The barricade nearby was slightly moved out of place, and a third of the side of the ring had it's mat lifted, fully exposing the concrete underneath! And on it, her blonde friend held Natasha, lifting her up into the air, before slamming her down with an incredibly painful sound, even causing Melody to wince at the impact of Navi's Fisherman Suplex! Whatever had transpired outside had turned into a really ugly brawl...

...and yet, when Navi felt greenette's gaze on her as she rose up and turned to her, all she needed to show her was a thumbs up, showing to Melody that she had the situation under control. Smiling, and nodding in understanding, Melody turned back towards Valentina laying in the middle of the ring.

If Val still barely showed any signs of consciousness like she did right after the DDT, Melody would attempt to quickly turn the heavyweight on her back, before hooking her leg, and trying to press her chest as much as possible into Val's to push as much of her weight as she could on blonde's shoulders. Ref would drop down to her knees, in an attempt to count the pinfall.

At ringside, Navi would turn to Natasha, who managed to turn herself onto her stomach...but not much else, barely managing to get to her hands and knees, with her head pressing down on the mat. Considering that, if Navi didn't react in time and the situation would've been the same with the roles reversed, and the fact that Navi would've done the same as Natasha would've done, made the blonde feel a bit of respect for her adversary...

...but not for too long, as she would still need to keep Natasha occupied on the outside to deal with Val in the ring, and the fact that she could spare time to glance at her quickly likely meant that things were progressing smoothly there. And she planned to keep it that way.

Grabbing a hold of Natasha's purple hair, she would pull the woman forward, trying to force her to got after her, whether on all fours, or on her legs, leading her towards the table, clearly with an ill intent in mind...

The Russian tag team were up against it, for all their schemes and cheating, Navi and Melody were giving the Baltic pair a hell of a fight! The crowd appreciated the effort of all four participants, with a roar of approval as the action unfolded.

Outside the ring, Natasha was sweaty and tired. Her head ached, her body ached, but none of this diminished her hatred for her French enemy who seemed intent on causing the Russian as much pain as the Russian wanted to cause her. With her head down on the thin mats, Natasha felt Navi grab her hair and gave a guttural moan as she was tugged unceremoniously upwards. In a half stumble she got to her feet, with her legs feeling like jelly. The crowd at ringside continued to pump the noise levels. Those few on the Russian's side trying to rouse the wrestler into action and prevent Navi having the upper hand. The majority of the fans on Navi's side were already one step ahead of the French girl. They all saw the table and started a chant

"WE WANT TABLES! WE WANT TABLES!"

As much as it would give Navi ideas to try and end Natasha, it also alerted the Russian to the prospect of a potentially game over moment. Staggering as she was led to the table, Natasha pawed at the girls hand and cursed with breathy tone

"Zis iz not over biatch!"

Natasha was defiant until the end but could do nothing to stop her enemy, with her trademark mane of purple hair being used as a lead

Amid all the chaos on the outside, Valentina could hear the crowd but was far too dazed still to turn and look. In her mind, she was screaming at her body to rise, to use the power and pride of Mother Russia and crush Melody with a match turning move. Anything would do, a kick, a slam, but her body wouldnt shift. The ring lights beat down like the midday sun on the desert, Valentina was bathed in sweat now, her soft skin glistened as she lay there, chest rising and falling rapidly.

Had this been a role reversal, Valentina would have planted her plump bottom straight on Melodies face to secure a humiliating pin, a fact that was not lost on Val, as she lay on the canvas. The Russian saw the shadow loom over her and suddenly felt Melody press down against her chest and with a leg hooked. The Greenette was looking to pin the Russian!

The ref slapped for count of ONE! and Valentina let go of her head, the bounce of the canvas alerted her to the situation. She again fumbled at Melodies face, just as she had shoved her off before. However there was one key difference, the ref girl was now the other side of Melody, and subsequently Valentina. Her view was obscured, and Valentina had enough ring smarts to know how to use this to her advantage. The crowd were going nuts counting along with the ref as she raised her hand getting ready to slap the canvas again

Valentina kept her hands roaming, it was like she were a blind person looking to "see" with her hands and fingers, which must have been uncomfortable for Melody. However Val had plans, as she found the girls forehead,she would spread her fingers of her left hand and suddenly drag them down sharply, looking to rake Melody in the eyes. At the same time, Valentina tried to disguise the blatant illegal move by shifting a shoulder as much as she could to lift it and break the count

The big blond Russian was in a bad way and it was a move of desperation, but the one thing most of the rivals to the Imperial Russian Empire knew was that neither Valentina or Natasha was playing by the rules.

As she lead Natasha towards the commentators' table (with the commentators in question leaving their seats, obviously having no wish in the carnage that was about to occur), she couldn't help but smirk to the loud chants of the bloodthirsty fans, asking for the table to be introduced to the match. Still, Navi was off a different opinion on the matter. Why introduce a table from under the ring when there already was a table set up and primed to cause pain to the unlucky soul that would be slammed through it?

Right as the two of them were approaching the table in question, however, her Russian rival dug her nails into her hand, cursing at the smaller blonde holding her hostage.

Navi's response would be to give one good tug to the Natasha's mane, to bring her closer to herself, and slam a hard knee into her opponent's gut!

"On contrary, Nat...", Navi would say to Nat, turning the Russian woman away from the table, and sticking her head in between her legs. "Your time in this match is UP!", she would finish, rising Natasha up onto her shoulders, trying to Powerbomb her rival through the table!

Was that excessive? Maybe it was childish, but in Navi's mind, she was justified by the simple fact that Natasha started it. And the French blonde would make sure that she was the one who finishes it.

Meanwhile, inside the ring, Melody attempted to pin Natasha's partner - Valentina, for a 3 count. The first count successfully came and went, with the blonde heavyweight's hands roaming around, likely trying to find Melody's chest or face to attempt to shove her off.

Val managed to find Melody's face right as the ref's hand hit the canvas for 2. Melody was sure this was over. Now matter what her opponent did, she was unlikely to get enough force to push Melody off of her in less than a second...

...except, pushing Melody off of her wasn't exactly what Val had in mind:

"AAAAAAAAAAH! FUCK! FUCK!", naively, Melody left Val's hand to do what it wanted to fully focus on the pin, and to not lose leverage, which proved to be a massive mistake, as the Russian would rake her nails across the greenette's face!

Breaking the pin herself, Melody would instinctively cover her face with her hands, rubbing her hurt eyes to soothe the pain in them, unwillingly allowing Valentina to recuperate from her successful assault!

Natasha winced and growled as her scalp burnt from all the hair pulling but she could do nothing about the direction in which Navi was leading her, nor the malicious intentions of the French wrestler. As the commentary team cleared the area, it dawned on Natasha the full extent of Navi's plan. She was going to use the Russian's head or body to break the table, and the table to break Natasha!

As the knee hit, Natasha groaned aloud and bent over, playing right into Navi's hands. With her head shoved between the girls legs, the taunt did little to change the Russian's mood. Her movements were more frantic now, hands pawing at Navi's generous thighs. She could feel the heat from Navi's body on the back of her neck, the French girl was loving this.

The purple haired wrestler, bathed in sweat now could do little to stop Navi lifting her up so that Natasha straddled Navi's face and had her legs dangling over the girls shoulders and back. Natasha instinctively grabbed the girls head, again forcing her face deeper between the Russian's thighs. If she was going to break Natasha, she was going to do it with a facefull of humiliation first!

The gesture must have distracted Navi a little, and who could blame her, so the Russian decided to add a little barbed comment

"Ughnnn I knew you loved it between my thighs biatch!"

With that the crowd roared, it was a 50-50 split. One side wanted Natasha driven through the table to end the Russian's match, the others wanted Natasha to continue and fight her way out of the situation. Natasha didnt need telling twice. She balled up her fist, pulled back an arm and sent a shot across the top of Navi's head looking to stun the French girl a little. If this worked she would unload another, before looking to squeeze her thick thighs around Navi's head and in a move of desperation try to shift her momentum to pull backwards and flip Navi over into the table in a Hurricanrana type move. It was risky for Natasha, if Navi simply fell or continued her move, Natasha would be smashed into the table and lay amid splintered wood....

Inside the ring, the fortunes had changed for the bigger blond member of the Russian Empire. Valentina used the dirtiest of moves to claw Melodies face and escape the pin. She would sit up and smirk, again nodding her head as she knew the move was illegal, and so did the crowd. Those watching rained down a chorus of boos, so much that the ref girl began to question things. As she spoke to Valentina, the Russian shook her head in a "NO" gesture and looked shocked. Acting innocent was one of Valentina's strong points, and the ref girl brought it

As the ref girl backed off throwing her arms in the air to signify the match could continue, Valentina got to her feet and made her way to Melody. As she bent down to grab a handful of hair. Valentina taunted the girl

"Maybe next time you wont choke on the pin, or better yet, how about I choke you out?"

Valentina was simply playing mind games now, like a cat with a mouse. The big blond Russian tried to roughly lead Melody over to the nearest ropes, the ones where she couldnt see the chaos of Natasha and Navi. Unless Melody reacted or tried to counter, Valentina would shove the girls head against the ropes and look to run to drag Melodies damaged eye for a vicious rope burn

"You and your partner may win... but I can SEE it happening, can you?"

A terrible joke to add insult to injury for Melody as the ref girl would again warn Valentina about the use of the hair. The crowd certainly hated the heelish tactics of the Russian blond

"Aaaaaagh! Stop that, you cunt!", she screamed at Natasha as the Russian woman dug her nails into the back of her thighs, her purple haired rival attempting to resist being heaved up on her shoulders, panicking at what was to come if she were to do that. What Natasha thought definitely wasn't a lie, as the French blonde enjoyed decimating her rival immensely. And if all went well in the ring as well, this assault on her rival would be made even sweeter with a victory to rub in her face. If all she had to endure for this were some scratch marks from Nat's nails, she could definitely grit her teeth and accept the pain.

The blonde managed to get Natasha onto her shoulders, preparing to slam her opponent right into the table before her...

Only for the Russian to suddenly come alive, and trap Navi's head between her legs, drawing it closer towards her bikini clad crotch!

Instantly getting red in the face (with Natasha's comment humiliating her further), pausing for a bit in shock, before letting out a growl, and attempting to bring Natasha spine first onto the table!

...only for Natasha to start raining punches at the top of her rival's unprotected head, stunning her and delaying the powerbomb even further, as her make-shift headscissors got tighter and tighter!

...until finally, Natasha shifted her body-weight backwards, practically throwing Navi with her legs spine first onto the table!

"AAAAAGH! FUCK!, Navi screamed, arching her spine atop the table, as Natasha successfully countered the devastating Powerbomb!

The situation in the ring also got worse. As Melody rubbed her scratched eyes, trying to soothe the pain as quickly as she could before trying to pay Valentina back for the move, the heavyweight Russian would grip Melody's green mane, and pull her up to her feet her feet, taunting her opponent, and dragging her towards the ropes, Melody currently having no choice but to blindly follow the larger blonde...

...only for her to further take advantage of Melody's state, trying to take away her opponent's vision as she further damaged her left eye, dragging Melody's face across the middle rope to hurt it!

As ref stepped to interfere, Melody would drop to a sit at the ropes, her hands going to her now-red left eye, with tears unwillingly flowing out of it's tear ducts:

"Grrrgghh...you cheating bitch...", Melody spat at Valentina, cringing in pain as the pain in her left eye endured...

Natasha was desperate, if Navi landed the move then the Russian would be broken, as would the table. The colourful language, even if muffled from the French warrior was music to the Eastern Bloc wrestlers ears. With a shift of her body, and shift of desperation, Natasha bent backwards and took Navi over. The resulting SLAM was loud and drew a loud OOHHH from the crowd. Some were happy, some were worried, most were shocked at the way Navi lay there. The curse from her mouth told the Russian everything she needed to hear.

The Russian didnt land with the grace you might expect from her move. Natasha ended up side, having landed heavily on her front. The purple haired seductress coughed and tried to get her air back. She was running on adrenaline and the prospect of seeing Navi amid a pile of broken and splintered wood. As Natasha got up, having to use the ring skirt again to support of tired sweaty frame, her eyes went wide at seeing the sight. This was not shock however, this was pure rage. The table had remained solid and Navi was laid upon it, admittedly looking worse for wear.

A whole range of expletives exploded from Natasha's mouth and she kicked a nearby water bottle in rage, so much that it would have been an ideal field goal. At least someone in the crowd was getting a memento tonight. With a red face and seething anger, Natasha moved toward Navi. She would lean over and grab her by the face, smushing together the girls cheeks and scream in her face. The words were lost in the moment, but it certainly was not complimentary. Natasha moved her hand to grab Navi by the hair tugging hard as she got up onto the table. Natasha wanted to pick Navi up to a kneeling position at first as she stood and looked to steady her balance. Once she managed that, Natasha would take both hands and pull and yank on Navi's head, looking to get the girl stood but bent over so Natasha could step forward and trap the girls head between her thighs

The crowd realised the idea running through the Russian's head and those at ringside lost their minds. Natasha reached and grabbed Navi's arms trying to hook them. The Russian was planning to drive Navi through the table with a pedigree! If Natasha wasnt countered or stopped she would let the moment sink in, not least because the uncomfortable feeling of having Natasha's damp crotch on the back of Navi's neck would undoubtedly piss off the French girl. Then amid the crowds protests, she would jump back....

....The inevitable SMASH of the table would ring out with Navi's head and body taking the impact. Natasha knew that she would be putting her own body at risk as much as her rival, and the landing would not be pleasant, but this was a move born out of pure hatred and anger

Natasha knew nothing of the inner ring battle. The Russians could have already lost the match for all she knew, but however the bigger blonder half of the Empire was doing much better than that.

Valentina was drawing as much heat as possible with her heel tactics. She had targeted Melodies ability to see, which was the smartest thing to do next to her ability to breathe, which was a lot more like Valentina's style.

The big blond Russian would move toward Melody and grab her hair again and roughly drag her down onto her back if she could. Valentina would then purposely step on her shoulder length hair. Once she managed to slip this by the referee, the Russian heel would bend down to drag both Melodies hands and yank them upwards. Valentina was looking to arch the girl upwards and put as much pressure on her neck, arms and more importantly her scalp

It was a dirty move, and no doubt the ref girl would realise, but Valentina wanted to make the girl pay for all she had done. It would also serve to soften her up before Valentina looked to rub in the victory with one of her trademark smother pin moves if she could manage to get Melody in that position

"Yeah scream all you want you bitch, you are going to be crushed by the Empire!"

With her assault on the purple haired Russian rudely interrupted by the said Russian, Navi was laying on top of the table, arching her hurting spine and cringing in pain. For a few seconds, she laid unmoving, the Hurricanrana doing more damage to her than she thought. The process of trying to push herself up to, at least, a sit didn't yield any results, as she would feel a massive surge of pain at her spine as she tried to bend it. She tried to fight through the pain pull herself up while Natasha recovered from her hard landing nearby...

...and the sounds of Natasha swearing in her native language and of someone kicking plastic nearby let her know that she failed in that task, as her opponent was angry...for what reason, Navi didn't realize just now. All she knew that Natasha's anger was, in no way, good while in her current predicament.

A second later, Natasha would angrily stomp towards the blonde, grabbing and smushing her cheeks with one hand while loudly screaming at the French girl in Russian, so loudly in fact that her ears started ringing by the time the purple haired Russian was done.

Navi did not know whatever Natasha said due to the language barrier, but she had one simple answer that was a perfect reply to anything anyone ever said, in any language existing on Earth. And that was to raise her fist up into the air, and raise her middle finger upwards.

Natasha's reply to Navi would be no kinder, grabbing her opponent's blonde mane to pull her up while climbing the commentator's table herself. Raising Navi to her knees, the Russian Seductress would then shove her head in between her thighs.

"Let me go...you fucking cunt...", she would spit out as Natasha paused before hitting whatever she had in mind, forcing Navi to feel her a damp sensation at the back of her neck, the blonde letting out a loud growl as a result.

It was now Navi turn to try and fight back against whatever Natasha had in mind. Dug her nails deep into the Russian's thighs, attempting to lift her up by her legs for a counter similar to earlier, when she reversed her opponent's powerbomb...but she was met with a massive resistance at her back, feeling another surge of pain in the middle of her spine, still reeling after the Hurricanrana earlier. Navi let out a groan, desperately trying to lift Natasha into the air...but to no avail...

As a result, Natasha would successfully jump up into the air, before dropping downwards, successfully driving Navi's head into the table...

CRAAAAAAASH!

...which would collapse under the move's impact!

"HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!"

Amidst the wreckage of the table, Navi laid, seemingly unmoving, as her vision went black. Once Nat would get to her feet after her hard landing, she would realize that she managed to successfully knock her rival out...potentially eliminating the blonde from the match altogether...

Melody wasn't having it any better in the ring either. Her left eye burned with pain, forcing her to close it, cutting her visibility in half. She would once again cringe in pain as Valentina took hold of her green, shoulder length mane, and threw her towards the middle of the ring...

Before stepping on her hair once more. As Melody tried to raise her head at the same time, she yelped over the burning sensation in her scalp, as the ends of her hair were trapped by the heavyweights boot! Right as tried to use both her hands to shove the boot off, her blonde enemy would grab hold of her arms pulling her up, forcing Melody to bend her spine, while not allowing her head up, practically trying to separate the greenette's trademark hair from her head!

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! STOP IT! STOP IT YOU CUNTY EXCUSE FOR A HUMAN BEING! AAAAAAAAAAH!", Melody let out, actually tearing up from the hurt Val was causing her scalp, while the ref came towards the 2 women, applying the DQ count over the hold. Whilst hair-pulls were somewhat allowed in LAW, what Val did was an illegal hold, so the ref was fully within her right to count out the blonde if she kept the hold past 5 seconds!

The landing was brutal for both fighters. Navi took the brunt of the impact and Natasha took the concrete floor against her knees as she table disintegrated beneath their combined weights. Natasha would slowly untangle herself from Navi's arms and release the French wrestlers head from between her legs. Splintered wood and debris littered the area but as Natasha looked down she was Navi was out of it. A sick smile formed on her face and she sat back for a moment The chorus of boo's flooded her ears but the Russian was not to give this moment up. She had gotten the better of her arch rival for the time being, and would revel in her prone frame.

Natasha would turn and use the nearest barrier to climb up. As she got to her feet she would lean against, it, eyes still sadistically focused on Navi's body. She wasnt going to attack, there was no need, but she wanted the memory of Navi laid out to stick in her mind. She even ignored the sea of popcorn which cascaded down and bounced off her hair, some getting stuck.

Inside the ring, things were going from bad to worse for the team of Navi and Melody. As Valentina pulled on Melodies arms, the ref girl would see the hair pull and start a faster count than normal, most probably tired of the Russian teams antics.

ONE...TWO...THREE...

Valentina looked in fake shock as she heard the loud and shrill cry. She was aware of the ref and dropped the girl at the count of FOUR. The blond Russian shook her head and taunted Melody

"WOW I can see why you hang around with that trash partner now, you have a nasty mouth!"

With that Valentina would decided to further punish the Greenette by leaping up and stretching out her big chunky thigh, looking to land on her plump behind and drop her leg right across Melodies chest or face to take some of the spark out of the wrestler. Of course, Melody had the narrow window of opportunity to move, especially given how high Valentina kicked off the canvas, it was small yes, but a chance nonetheless. If it landed however, things were looking very grim for the green girl. What was worse however was that Melody probably had no idea the fate which befell Navi, who may or may not have been stirring, there was a ripple within the crowd.

Natasha meanwhile had vacated the scene and staggered around the ring back toward her own corner where she could check on her partners progress. She hadnt heard a bell so figured the match was still going ahead. It wasnt lost on Natasha that this match could well develop into a 2v1 for a short while should Valentina have the upper hand