L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

The Hitwoman was close to getting up when she was blindsided by the mule kick from Cheryl! Roni crumpled over to her side and held her head, struggling on the mat a bit. Much to the Italian's surprise, she wasn't attacked after that. Cheryl didn't follow up. Surely she wouldn't just walk away for no reason. The seasoned fighter rolled over onto her back, trying to get her wits about her. She was waiting to see what Cheryl had planned for her next. Whatever it was, it was bound to be big. Roni needed this brief respite though to clear her head from the rattling it took from the kick.

As Mancini stared up at the lights, she could barely see out of the corner of her eye: the cheerleader was ascending the turnbuckle. She tried to push herself up and flopped right back, needing another moment's rest. She couldn't let her nail this move on her, whatever it was.

Making her way towards the ropes, the cheerleader started to climb the ropes and get on the top, a slightly more difficult task then she initially planned with how tired she was but she was still getting up there. And looking back she saw Roni tried and failed to get up, this was her chance. Turning once she reached the top she looked at the crowd and then back at Roni who seemed to be pretty hurt and figured that she might have the best chance here and now. Her good hand rose up and she pumped her hand in the air. then she dropped her thumb, her pinky, her ring finger, middle and finally her index finger to form a fist.

"Lets do this!" Cheryl shouted and then jumped in the air flying with the grace that usually accompanied a cheerleader as she went for the big finish she called Countdown And came down on Roni's figure. If she connected with this she would then lay on top of Roni to go for a pinfall and finally put this match to rest.

Cheryl flew high in the air, flipping almost effortlessly, and but as she was coming down, Roni Mancini stood up and nailed her with the Killshot. It was a violent European Uppercut just as the girl completed her flip. The impact rang out in the arena like a loud crack as the Hitwoman staggered back against the ropes, her body feeling a toll from performing her own desperation maneuver.

Roni had managed the power to stand up and counter the attack from Cheryl, noticing how dire her situation was. And when the Italian had hit it, she was on rubber legs, using the ropes to keep her up. Then, she smiled widely, her lips in a thin crease. And she laughed maniacally, arm slung over the top rope and aiming a finger gun right at Cheryl and pulling the trigger. She continued to use the support from the ropes to give herself a small breather, having successfully obliterated her opponent. When she got her wits about her, Roni then stalked over to her opponent, looking down at her. "Almost over..." she said ominously, waiting to see if there would be any sort of reaction from the cheerleader before she set her up for the coup de grace.

Cheryl's airtime was a thing of beauty which just made the end result all the more hard to watch. She came down and before she even knew what hit her, Chery's head was clubbed by the uppercut that seemed to resound across the entire arena as she landed on the ground. Cheryl couldnt even scream out as the hit seemed to nearly take the lights in her head out instantly. Though she was still conscious part of her felt like it would have been better to have been knocked out.

Her eyes were nearly glazed over with her face looking distant as she stayed on the floor practically lifeless. She shuffled a bit on the floor but it seemed her limbs were moving more from the simple act of showing she was still conscious then out of any planned motion and after that hit the fight seemed well out of Cheryl's reach.

Roni took in the sight of Cheryl's body barely moving, the spaced out look in her eyes, then she shrugged. "Well, it's been fun... Cheryl, was it?" she snickered and then grabbed Cheryl by her arm and drug her nearly comatose body to the middle of the ring. "I could pin you now, but I got to make a statement. No hard feelings," said Roni. The Italian was breathing heavily, she looked like she'd been through hell. But she could still muster an amused smile on her face.

She hammerlocked Cheryl's arm between one of her legs and then grabbed the brunette's other arm. It was easy, as she put up no resistance. The Hitwoman stuck out her knee and then pulled back Cheryl's arm, stretching it over the knee entirely to a precarious angle. This finished off her Finito finishing submission. She was going to savor the reaction she would get from this girl. "Tap, or I snap your damn arm in two!" demanded Roni loudly.

Cheryl still wasnt responsive, she couldn't even get mad at the comment Roni made because she barely heard it. Instead she was more or less lifelessly dragged towards the middle of the ring by her arm before Roni set up shop to the side of her turning her arm around and slowly trying to get Cheryl in an excruciating submission hold.

"Huhh..Rnnggh.! Aggh! Aaah! AAGGgghh!" Cheryl screamed the pain in her arm bringing her back to reality in the worst way possible. Feeling like her hand was going to be broken if she couldn't get out she found herself writing on the mat for some desperate breakthrough but her fatigue was hindering her and she felt too weak to fully break out of this hold.

The hold was nearly impossible by normal means, which is why Roni always waited until her opponents were out to apply it. Trying to get out of it in Cheryl's state would be even more impossible. Still with a wicked smile on her face, the Hitwoman continued to torque the arm, bending her elbow over her knee even harder. Mancini was loving every second of this, and she loved the screams of her opponent. "Hey! Hey! You say you quit in five seconds, or the arm breaks! And that's if I don't get impatient first!" shouted Roni before letting out a laugh.

The expression on her face made it clear she had no issue actually breaking Cheryl's arm if she could, and from this very dangerous position, Roni could very easily do it. Still, she counted the seconds in her head, waiting for a submission from her opponent, which seemed inevitable at this point. But part of her was hoping it wasn't, just so she could snap that arm of hers.

The hold was getting worse, seconds feeling like entire hours of pain as she feels her arm starting to give way to the measure its being bent at. And no doubt in Cheryl's mind exists that says Roni wont go all out and break the damn thing, afterall its not like theres any real love lost between them. Still her hand hesitates to fully commit to the submission until one final pull of the arm does the trick and Cheryl starts tapping out on the mat or anything she can touch to show the ref she's done.

The bell rings and the match is declared in Roni's favor but now the ball remains in her hands to see if Roni would actually let go or try to continue forcing the hold, something even the ref was worried about given the women's attitude up to this point.

Roni Mancini kept the hold on tight. Cheryl would crack. She had a lot of pride for a cheerleading chick with a stupid outfit but she wasn't proud enough to not lose an arm. The Hitwoman cranked it back one more time and soon Cheryl was tapping with her hand that Roni had hanmerlocked between her legs. The referee saw it and mercifully called for the bell. Roni looked satisfied with herself still holding into the arm, though she let off on the actual torque of the move, harmlessly holding it as she listened to herself be declared the winner. The crowd booed her, naturally, but Mancini didn't care. She got the win.

The Italian was all smiles as she looked down at the pathetic sight of her opponent and then at the arm she was holding. She had made a deal with Cheryl. "I guess I ought to say I'm impressed you held out so long, but you did what I asked." Then, Roni's eyes lit up in sinister Glee as she chuckled under her breath. "...But I think I'll break your arm anyway. It sounds too fun." Just because she made a deal didn't mean she had to uphold it. Mancini then grabbed a hold of Cheryl's arm tight again and made it stiff, lining it up with her knees and got ready to snap it.

And that was about all Amber could handle. Seeing the hold wasn't being released the last thing she was going to do was let the fate of her friends arm be decided by the will of her opponent, who was doing all she could to be the biggest asshole in LAW. Running out to the ring at full sprint Amber seemed less like a cheerleader and more like a rhyno going in for the kill. She would slide in the ring and rush towards Roni, "Thats enough! Let her go before I break your damn arm!" Amber screamed, if Roni didn't let go she'd kick her head off and start pounding her into the floor, if she did Amber would tend to her friend. And Amber wasn't even sure what she might do if the arm was broken anyway.