L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Match Type:Standard
Win condition: Pinfall, submission,Dq, or count out

As to be expected with any match involving the Lion’s den Martha Kelly walked out into the arena microphone in hand to announce the member of the den. However the crowd notice two things were different from the usual proceedings. One-The red carpet that Martha usually rolled out onto the entrance ramp is no where to be seen and two- she had a giant red blush on her face. Before anyone could start to ponder or question about it Martha began announcing into the mic “re-repeesenting the lion’s den from Buffalo,New York,USA weighting in at 160lbs, the snow lepoard…Wanda Wilton!” https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=HJODylEVS ... p=2AEfkAIB
As her theme song played Wanda step out through the curtains and the crowd immediately understood why she was red as a strawberry, aside from the fake cat ears on her head and the body paint made to look like snow leopard spots there wasn’t a single article of clothing anywhere on Wanda’s body. The crowd was stunned nearly silent as Wanda made her way down the entrance ramp and up the stairs and through the middle and top ropes into the ring. Once in the ring Wanda ,instead of getting in a corner, stood in the center of the ring to wait for her opponent while blowing kisses and showing off for the crowd.

Martha Kelly

Wanda Wilton

After her recent victory over Patricia Lincoln, Bengal figured that the remaining Lion’s Den wrestlers would want to stay far away from her. However, she was soon proven wrong. It wasn’t long before she was challenged by a second, unnamed member of the group. Despite the lack of detail, the Blaze Tiger quickly accepted, eager for another win. She had developed an inflated opinion of herself since overcoming Patricia, convincing herself that the fight had been much easier than it actually was. In truth, she had struggled to put the Panther away, though she was never going to admit that.

Arriving at the arena for her match, Bengal got into position early, so she could spy on her opponent’s entrance from backstage. Peering through the curtains, her dark orange eyes grew wide with surprise as she noticed Wanda’s attire - or rather, her lack of it! Apart from her costume cat ears, the white-haired woman was completely naked. Her arms and legs were speckled with blue leopard print, while the pale skin on her chest and back was unmarked. Bengal expected the fans to start hooting and catcalling, but the crowd seemed too stunned by her beauty to even speak.

The Tiger felt a spark of jealousy flare up, somewhere deep within her heart. What had this woman accomplished, to earn this kind of hushed awe? All she’d done so far was show up and strip down. She was only just making her LAW debut. Bengal was a league veteran, and she’d never been treated this way during any of her entrances. It was all totally unfair!

Speaking of her entrance…Bengal’s ears pricked up as the opening chords of Meshuggah’s “Combustion” swelled through the arena speakers. She tried to let go of her insecurities and focus on the fight at hand. Emerging through a cloud of smoke and sparks, she cast a long shadow down the entrance ramp as she strutted toward the ring. But the nearer she got, the more her feelings of envy intensified. Wanda’s body looked even more impressive up close!

She was glad to have the distraction of the ring announcer’s voice. “And her opponent…from Kolkata, India…standing five feet seven inches, and weighing in at 140 pounds…THE BLAZE TIGER! BENGAL!” The reaction from the crowd was underwhelming: a few scattered cheers, mostly boos. More than anything, the fans seemed disappointed that Wanda’s entrance was over.

Bengal, the Blaze Tiger

Bengal ducked under the ropes and squared off with her opponent. She tried to keep her own eyes locked on Wanda’s, and not let her gaze wander down to the other woman’s bare chest. “I’ve seen a lot of gimmicks before,” she began, planting her hands on her hips in what she hoped was a confident pose. “But ‘nudist snow leopard’ has got to be the strangest one yet. You’ve actually impressed me…kudoes!”

Her tone became more serious as she raised her arms, shifting into a battle-ready stance. “I’ll be even more impressed if you know how to fight. Your little friend sure didn’t!” She bared her ivory teeth in a hungry smile. “How is Patricia, by the way? Still sleeping it off?” The Tiger laughed cruelly, throwing back her mane of raven hair over her shoulder. “By the time I’m finished with you all, your ‘Lion’s Den’ will be nothing but a hole in the ground!”

Her eyes shifted to Martha, immediately recognizing the butler from her previous match. “You again! What, are you their groupie or something? Do you clean out the litter boxes?” Bengal sneered, her upper lip wrinkling with disgust. “How pathetic. Moving in a pack will just slow you down. That’s why I prefer to hunt alone…”

After Bengal’s speech and bold declaration the ring went silent for about 2 seconds before Wanda threw her head up and began laughing. After a few seconds of non stop laughing Wanda ceased her laughter with a small chuckle and a small tear in her eye that she wiped as she look at bengal again and replied “Oh god Patricia was right you really are Zoey Johnson 2.0!”. Before her eyebrows furrowed and her warm gaze turned into a heated stare. Her voice became lower, more menacing and cruel as she continued “you better watch where you point those claws missy. Martha is Sophia’s personal butler who is nice enough to be our personal announcer. She’s no ref and Sophia doesn’t take kindly to people messing with her. you should have seen what Sophia did to the last unfortunate soul who tried that.” Following the intense words was the bell sounding the start of the match. Martha had already left the ring was crouching near the stairs leading up to the ring, having hide after Bengal turned her ire toward her.

Bengal was secretly peeved by Wanda's laughter, but she played it off with a casual shrug. "Zoey? Sophia? Never heard of them," she sneered, cocking her head to the side with mock curiosity. "Are those your imaginary friends? Or more jobbers for me to run through?" She shook her head dismissively, as if she'd suddenly decided the question wasn't worth answering. "Anyway, I don't give names to stray cats..."

While she spoke, she noticed Martha duck out of the ring, abandoning her duties as "personal butler" to cower behind the steps. That's a relief, Bengal thought to herself. She'd been worried that the other woman might try to interfere with the match, but Martha seemed too timid to be a threat. "Yeah, you better run!" Bengal shouted after her, before focusing her attention back on her opponent. Just in time, too. A second later, the opening bell was already ringing: DING-DING!

Bengal started forward, dancing nimbly on the balls of her feet, so that it seemed like she could fly off in any direction. Truthfully, though, the Tiger had already chosen her target. Taking advantage of her opponent's lack of a protective top, she launched a vicious elbow strike, aiming directly between Wanda's shapely breasts. Let's see how hard she's laughing...when I cave in her chest!