L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

It was time, a chance to finally shut her hated tag partner up once and for all. Maybe she'd even get to put her six feet under tonight? What a delight that would be. BloodSport huh? That was all too fitting of a title for what she would do to Sarah. Angela had no other desire than to crack the skull of her tag partner and make sure that Sarah knew which one of the was truly the Nightmare, the scourge, the fucking terror! Oh her sole desire was just to rip into Sarah and show her just how worthless her tag partner was compared to her.

It looked as if LAW understood that there was a lot of bad blood between them and they sought to take advantage of that by putting on a show like no other. One where the two of them could really rip into one another until a single one of them stood dominant in the center of the ring. A chance for them to prove which was truly the apex of Rebellion.

Angela stepped out onto the ramp as her music played out over the speakers, there was no love for the heel wrestler. She'd been shown to be brutal, cruel and have no remorse whatsoever and the crowd did not respond well to that. Angela was dressed in her usual tight fitting attire, though in this match as per the rules she had forgone her boots and was currently barefoot. Her hands were bare as well, her jacket was soon removed as she made her way closer towards the ring and then draped it over the top ropes and climbed into the ring, strutting around it as she would end up in her corner again, folding her arms underneath her generous rack as she'd look up at the ramp, awaiting Sarah's arrival so she could pound her hated rival and tag partners face into a bloody mess.

Sarah didn't know who to thank for this auspicious occasion, the chance that she was finally waiting for had finally come. Another crack at Angela, her bitch of a teammate that she couldn't stand. Everyone could see the tension and disdain that the two partners had for each other and anyone who had seen them go at it before they were partners could attest that an event called Bloodsport was the best place for such a mutual hatred for the two of them to add another brutal chapter in their story.

And who ever it was that set this up, Sarah was not going to thank them at all!

Sarah was ready to prove to everyone that she was the superior out of the Rebellion, to stamp herself as the top of the two as she appeared on stage and just like Angela, there was no love for her. In her usual attire sans footwear as she made her way down to the ropeless ring, her eyes locked firmly on her Rebellion partner standing in the ring as she stepped up onto the apron and entered the ring, making a beeline right for Angela to lock foreheads with her French Counterpart.

She was deadset on making this event symbolic with Angela's battered face.

Angela would take a few steps out of her corner as she walked up towards Sarah, not as much or at such a pace as Sarah was, but they soon enough ended up meeting in the center of the ring. Angela and Sarah's forehead's came together as the two of them would stare reach other down. Their pale tones, and yellow eyes matching each other perfectly. One could almost think that they were sisters, that might also explain their hatred for one another, but such was not the case.

The French Terror would glare at her tag partner, ready to rip that fucking head off at any moment. She would smirk a little, she wouldn't wait for no bell. What for?! She stepped forward and tried to drive her knee up into Sarah's abs, trying to drive the air out of the British woman before aiming to grab at her throat with both arms. She'd try and start things off as strong as possible as she would aim to lift the woman up into the air by that throat and attempt the chokeslam Sarah Luther down into the center of the ring.

She was here to show why she felt she was the dominant force of Rebellion, after all...what other reason was there to fight Sarah. Oh yeah, to bust one that face of course.

Sarah and Angela met in the center of the ring, the aura was uncomfortable as the killing intent from both women could be felt throughout the entire arena. Everyone could see that both Sarah and Angela wanted nothing more than absolutely annihilate each other as the referee was going over the rules, or lack there of, all she was really there for was to determine if one of them was incapable of continuing or taps out.

Sarah ignored every word that was coming out of the referee's mouth as she continued to burn holes in what could be mistaken as a mirror with how similar those blood thirsty eyes were. And without warning, the inferno erupted as Angela buried a knee into her stomach.

Sarah's eyes widened as she gasped out for air, only she couldn't as both of Angela's hand found itself on her throat, throttling her as she felt Angela beginning to pick her up.

But the Scourge of the British Isles wasn't going to bow before the Nightmare of France as she would be lifted up, but while in the air and before being twisted down into the mat, Sarah swung her fist down to try and hammer fist Angela right in the head. If she was successful and freed herself, she would cough for air before lunging at Angela, both hands attempting to grab at Angela's throat and begin pushing into her, trying to choke her as she tried to barrel the two of them right to the edge!

Angela's knee took to Sarah's belly like a drunk to whiskey. It was a satisfying feeling for Angela, to deliver such a brutal knee strike to her loathsome tag partner. All she needed to do was keep up the intensity and pressure of her strikes just like that one until Sarah was no more. If only, this match would be stopped before that, any match would....but at least she could knock the woman out cold.

Angela then tried to grab a hold of Sarah by her throat and lift the woman up, about to chokeslam her old rival down into the mat, but to her surprise...always to her surprise, Sarah had more fight in her than Angela would ever give the Scourge credit for. As she struck the face of Angela, snapping her head to the side and eliciting a grunt from the platinum blond woman as she was forced to stagger back a step or two.

Then suddenly those two hands came around Angela's throat and locked in a nasty choke upon the bustier of them. Angela stomped her foot against the mat, she wouldn't let her get the chance to choke her out though, as Angela would try and throw up her knee right into that gut of Sarah's again and then try and throw a punch straight to Sarah's solar plexus.

Whenever her and Angela locked up, whenever the Scourge and the Nightmare decided to drop public appearances and pretenses, their fights were never pretty to watch. They were down right brutal and visceral as Sarah could've just been done after the straight punch to the face or do something that one of those flippy shitters would down and roll backwards to escape the grip of Angela.

But no. If Angela was going to get off by choking her, Sarah was going to show her rival and nemesis that was a game that the both of them could play as she clamped both of her hands around the of Angela, squeezing and pushing her towards the ropeless edge!

Angela however was not going to be pushed around so easily as Sarah knew all too well, the French Nightmare planting and digging her feet into the ground and holding her ground against the pushing Scourge. Sarah's teeth gritted with such intensity as she focused on choking out Angela right then and there, even if there was rules to hold her back she would still disregard them.

A sudden knee to the gut caused Sarah to jerk from the impact, coughing out as she shrugged off the blow keeping her hands locked around the neck of Angela but then the punch to the solar plexus was what did her in and ended her offensive as her eyes bulged from her head and she descended into a coughing fit, stumbling backwards as she tried to regain herself!

And now it was high time people made way for the real star of the show. She wasnt put on the card for this event but she knew her presence was needed anyway. Especially with her so called teamates tearing each other apart. Coming out to her usual theme most of the crowd looked on confused at the sudden interference as Kyoko Akan showed up out of nowhere a smile on her face and a mic in hand as she started to come down to the ring.

Spoiler

"Well come on you two. Ive heard nothing but vicious things from everyone about the tag partners who hate each other more then lif itself and honestly...you two dont exactly measure up to those standards." Kyoko said amused as she went to a neutral corner eyeing up the two as they clashed. "Oh but by all means dont let me get in the way. Im just here to enjoy the show and see which one of my teamates is the second best girl under Aozora's employ."

Sarah seemed to be quite busy with trying to choke her out, which would cause the downfall of her English hated tag partner, she would drive her knee up into Sarah's gut and watch her falter just enough for that uppercut to be driven into her solar plexus and with it the movement of Sarah was broken her strong facade shattered and all that was left was a retreating, coughing weakling. Angela went right after her in that moment of weakness and would take full advantage of it.

Showing why she was known as the ruthless Nightmare of France as she would step forward and throw a haymaker like right hook aimed right for Sarah's face, quickly following it up with a left flicker jab to the side of Sarah's head right by her ear to keep her disorientated, and then trying to grab that head and pull it down for a nasty knee strike aimed right up into Sarah's forehead to try and down her rival.

After which....her attention would be turned towards the ramp as a purple haired woman started to walk towards the ring, walking toward a neutral corner to watch the match. The way she spoke and what she was talking about only caused Angela to cough, she'd turn her attention to Sarah and spit out at her rival. " That bitch...hired some bum of the street huh..." Angela cursed under her breath.

Sarah growled as she stumbled, coughing for air after that brutal one two hit of the knee and uppercut. The bitch was as cowardly as she was shrewd, taking away Sarah's ability to breath. Sarah could only mentally curse at her bitch of a partner came at her with a flurry of blows, smashing into Sarah's face in a variety of ways, all of them rattling as Sarah's head snapped back from the knee to the forehead.

A lesser woman would've crumpled to the vile woman from France, but not Sarah. She was accustomed to the level of pain that her longtime enemy, even if it was skull shaking from the ferocious blows. The thick skull of Sarah came in handy against that, the Scourge panting as she hunched over as there was a brief moment of reprieve.

She also heard the voice of someone who sounded like a bitch.

What this mysterious woman, who Sarah could only guess that it was someone who their new manager also acquired, said out loud only lit a fire underneath Sarah. Although it paled in comparison to the fire of her wanting to violate and eviscerate Angela, as a matter of fact it was quickly swallowed by it as Sarah reached up to grab onto Angela's wrists, yanking down on them as she flung her head up to try and headbutt Angela in the face! If that was successful, Sarah would growl out while grabbing at the top of her rival partner and swung forward to deliver another crushing headbutt to the face!