L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Aiko could barely even whimper, as Korra forced her up to her knees, standing before her and ranting on at the pinkette. Aiko knew how outclassed she was. Korra was a towering titan, a goddess in the flesh of muscle and power, and Aiko was nothing compared to her. She was just some rookie, a nobody that had fucked up and somehow gotten herself into a match with one of the most brutal, dangerous women she had ever met.

Korra lectured her, on and on, but her words barely registered to Aiko. The young girl was too filled with fear, too worried about what was coming next to focus on the South African's words. Whatever was going to happen, she just wanted to happen. She wanted her loss to be over and done with, so that she could lick her wounds and try to forget about the humiliation of tonight.

And then, almost like an act of mercy, it finally came.

Almost effortlessly, Korra brought Aiko up to her feet, the young girl shivering in her hold, shuddering in anticipation of what was next. She didn't have to wait for long to find out, as Korra then hefted her up into the air and onto her shoulders, holding her in place for a moment. Knowing this was it, Aiko could only close her eyes, praying that Korra wouldn't drag things out too much longer, and then...

Then came the Enforcer's Backpack, and Aiko was dropped down with the stunner. She could feel her chin cracking over Korra's shoulder, and her body collapsing to the mat, but after that? That was it. Aiko just laid there on the mat, unmoving, not making a single sound, and as far as anyone watching could tell?

She was out, she was done for, and she wouldn't be getting back up anytime soon.

If you can call it a mercy the fight was over. Korra had dropped her and Aiko was left out cold from the sudden impact that just put an emphasis on her victory. Korra wasn’t about to let Aiko decide when this match ended, if she wanted to she could keep hitting her over and over again until the ref called for the bell and kept going, but this was more important. Putting an emphasis on her proper dominance she would slide on top of Aiko and placing herself on top of her for a final pinfall that ended the match, but she didn’t pull up a leg, instead pressing her arm on Aiko’s chest and keeping her down.

Aiko didn't even shudder as the bigger, tougher, superior Korra slid onto her, holding her down against the mat. She simply laid there, out of it, not even realizing that things were over.

The referee headed over, not really in a hurry, and dropped to the mat beside them. She knew this match was over, and that the final count was merely a formality at this point. Her arm came up, and then came down in a slap towards the canvas, beginning the count that would end the match.

"One...! Two...!"

“Three!” It was simple and a relief for some that the match ended where it did. Korra stood up not bothering the unconscious wrestler below her and ordered her hand to be raised. Basking in her victory, her body was a bit more sore then she expected from the rookie but Korra sure didn’t act like any of it was bothering her while she stood over the battered foe who had won some fans over. Evident by then booing her. Korra didn’t care, cheering fans didn’t win matches, power did and Korra had plenty of that as Aiko had learned first hand. Looking over the cutie she had crushed one more time she smirked down at her before she leaving the ring, let her stay there like a beaten dog and take in this crowds sympathy, she had proven her point and now it was on to do bigger and better things.

Korra stood there over Aiko, basking her in win, as the pink-haired rookie just laid there, completely out of it. Even as Korra left, Aiko barely stirred, and it wasn't until the ringside medics slid into the ring to check on her did she finally start to move. She sat up, and once she realized what had happened, how badly she had been beaten, her expression changed to a look of humiliation and despair.

Shoving away the medics, she stumbled to her feet, and quickly went to leave the ring. She slid out under the ropes, not looking at the audience or anyone else as she staggered up the ramp. All she wanted right now was to be alone and be away from everyone else, to cope with her brutal, stinging loss.

WINNER: Korra the Enforcer