L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Arashi slowly rose to her knees, her silver hair clung slightly to her face from the exertion, yet her eyes stayed cold and focused on the downed Frenchwoman beside her. Without a word, she brushed her bangs aside and shifted position, crawling over Louise’s back.

She planted one hand firmly on Louise’s shoulder to keep her down, her body pressing close as she swung a leg over to straddle her. Then, with mechanical precision, Arashi hooked Louise’s far leg and rolled her onto her back.

“…It’s over.”

The referee slid into position, hand raised to start the count. Arashi leaned forward, her face hovering inches from Louise’s, voice low and composed despite the intensity of the match.

"I'm putting you out of your misery. You're clearly suffering."



The ref’s hand slapped the mat once -

ONE!

Louise was stunned, completely trapped between Arashi's thighs, who shook her as if nothing had happened before taking advantage of the Wildcat's moment of weakness to trap her in a pinfall. The referee didn't waste a second, throwing himself to the ground and slamming his hand against the ring pole to begin the count.

"One!"

"Two!"

But Louise wasn't the kind of woman to give in, in every situation. The Frenchwoman groaned despite her headache and pushed forward slightly, enough to lift her shoulders off the pole to end the pinfall but also to push Arashi with both hands so she wouldn't be crushed under her opponent's weight.

"Grrr... Get out!!"

Arashi tumbled forward from the shove, catching herself on one knee. She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, then slowly turned her head toward Louise with an annoyance on her face.

Arashi strutted toward Louise and planted a boot on the Frenchwoman’s shoulder to keep her down just long enough to lean over her face.

“Good,” she growled -
and spat right at her, painting her face over with saliva, a sharp insult meant purely to provoke the Wildcat’s temper.

Louise managed to push Arashi away, sighing deeply as she sat up... But Arashi wasn't having any of it, placing her foot on the Frenchwoman's shoulder to pin her once more before spitting in her face.

The room fell silent after this move. Even Louise was shocked, her eyes wide open for a few seconds before she exploded with rage. She quickly tried to spit her out with her arm, gritting her teeth and growling, then grabbed her opponent's ankle and pulled her down, dragging Arashi to the ground. Louise would straddle Arashi's back, grab her hair, and slam her face against the mat several times.

"HOW DARE YOU, YOU STUPID CUNT?!"

The Japanese woman fell heavily onto her back, the air knocked from her lungs in an 'oof'. She gasped, stars swimming across her vision for a moment.

No time to recover as Louise was on top of her in an instant, straddling Arashi's back. Pain lanced through her scalp as the Frenchwoman grabbed a fistful of her long silver pigtails , using it to yank Arashi's head up. Arashi cried out in pain and shock as she was slammed face-first into the mat.

She could feel every inch of the ground beneath her, every fiber of the mat pressing into her cheek. She could only gasp for breath, trying to find purchase with her hands to push herself up, but Louise was too heavy.

Arashi felt dizzy, disoriented, adrenaline surging through her veins, every slam sent pain ricocheting through her bones.