[FWC] Tournament United States Vs. Ireland

"I Stand Alone" by Godsmack began to play suddenly as Kelly came out from the arena stage, red smoke covering the floor as she stepped out in her usual all red wrestling attire, giving a breif spin on state before turning her back to the crowd and raising her hands as 3 red, white and blue smoke shooting rockets shot out from the stage. When the pyro was done, Kelly turned around and made her way down the ramp, a solid smile on her face as she yelled at the crowd.

"Representing the United States of America to ransack your poor ass country, its Kelly Conway bitches! HAHAHAhaha. Exclaimed the Blonde, grinning as she tugged on her red elbow pad, adorned with her usual top that resembled a Chinese dress, red spandex shorts, knee pads, elbow pads and matching red wrestling boots. All of it looked fly as fuck just like she did and she was ready to kick some ass for the glory of the world's greatest nation!

And more fittingly... She'd be beating the shit out of that Irish bitch.

Making her way inside the ring, Kelly got into her corner and leaned against it, awaiting the arrival of Morrigan as she casually checked her nails.

Morrigan wasn't REALLY interested in representing her homeland in some dumb tournament. She'd only played along before so she could kick some dumb kraut's ass. She wasn't about to put any of her "Irish pride" on the line. Truth was, she didn't really have any. Her Irish accent was the only thing she took with her when she came to Japan. If it wasn't for the fact that her opponent was going to be Kelly Conway, she might have even made sure Ireland got humiliated in the first round.

But Kelly Conway WAS her opponent. She was going to murder the bitch, if only because it was fun. And maybe she could draw out the bitch she REALLY hated. She had done a thorough check of the audience, scanning every seat from the backstage and making sure there were no suspicious characters, conveniently hooded in stands waiting to pop out and jump her. She wasn't going to have any of that.

When her [url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bBGqveusXQ8:2mdmspue]music[/url:2mdmspue] bean to play, she strolled confidently out to the ring with a big smirk on her face. She was received with a hail of boos but she didn't care. She'd brought something special for Kelly tonight and she was going to get her licks in good. She slid into the ring and just grinned at Kelly. "Hello, cunt." She said. "Where's your pointy eared polyp at? I'd much rather have a go at her. I don't think you'll be giving me much of a challenge, honestly." She said and pulled out a small clicker. "Especially not with this fun little remote control."

Even as Morrigan spoke, a familiar figure suddenly slid out from underneath the ring, brushing her long blonde hair back. Clad in a pair of black leather pants and a red corset, Annelle gave a casual yawn and a stretch of her arms, before rolling into the ring behind Morrigan.

Already, some of the surprise was being ruined by the reaction of the fans-- a sussuruss of murmers, cheers and boos suddenly shot up from the crowd as they saw Annelle enter. She paid them no heed, standing up and advancing on Morrigan before the Irish girl could figure out what was going on. One hand casually reached and pulled a small, square object from Annelle's back pocket as she suddenly wrapped an arm around Morrigan's throat from behind, wrenching her backwards and leaning sensually towards the Irish girl's ear.

"Oh, you missed me? I'm touched," the French girl purred. "If you want to have some fun, then I'll be all too happy to oblige, dear." And without a further word, she drove her taser into Morrigan's exposed back, giving her foe a nice, painful electric shock while she was trapped.

Kelly watched Morrigan make her way down to the ring, making sure to yawn for the Irish woman as she came down and greeted her as pleasantly as usual. Kelly had this whole set up for her to be just all dickish to Morrigan and act like she was no big deal... That was the plan, however when Morrigan brought up the point eared polyp, Kelly blinked at the woman who went on to show her a small clicker. Kelly stared it for a moment before narrowing her eyes.

"...The hell is that!?" She had this horrible feeling in her gut that Morrigan had done something really bad. And while Kelly wanted answers, it appeared company was on the way. She would watch as Annelle emerged from underneath the ring and snuck up on Morrigan, hearing the girl taunt her victim.

"Annelle!? What the- Oh well... Whatever! Fuck her up!" Kelly cheered gleefully while the ref girl looked on, the bell hadn't even rang yet.

It was up to Morrigan to determine whether or not that taser struck her, either way, Kelly happily took her time watching the redhead be restrained.

Morrigan was too busy taunting Kelly with her little scheme to even realize the crowd was betraying Annelle. It wasn't until she realized that the crowd wasn't cheering HER that she turned her head, only to be caught in Annelle's grip.

Morrigan was bent back painfully and her oxygen was cut off, even as her finger dug into Annelle's arm. "Annelle... DeSade..." She sputtered, dropping the remote control as she dove her hand into her pocket, trying to get her taser until she felt the sharp biting shock that she had punished so many others with.

Morrigan convulsed in Annelle's arms until she slumped against the blonde, her arms falling limply to her sides as she groaned. It hurt like a bitch and she was like dead weight in her most hated enemy's arms.

"HA! Down you go!" cried Kelly as she watched her foe being tazed, seeing the remote drop and as her arms went limp. Kelly could only smile before turning to the ref-girl. "You interrupt her fun and my friend will be on you in a moment's notice." Kelly warned as she looked back at the redhead.

"Just like in the American Revolution! The U.S. Of A has teamed up with The French to send your smelly eurotrash-self right back home! Hahaha!!" Kelly jeered before leaning down to pick up the remote, which she examined, turning it over and eying it before proceeding to annoyingly poke Morrigan in the forehead.

"Hey. Psst. You with the face. What was this for?"

Morrigan slowly stirred, pulling her shoulders forward and feeling herself still in Annelle's grip. She struggled for a moment before she realized the futility of her situation. She WANTED Annelle but that was the girl that was holding her. One day Annelle DeSade would get hers. She growled as Kelly poked her with the remote but then smiled wickedly. "Why don't you hit the button and find out?" She said with a delicious smile on her face. Morrigan then lashed a foot out, trying to sneakily catch Kelly between the legs while she still had the chance.

Kelly clicked her tongue at Morrigan's response. "What am I, stu-UUUU!!" Kelly cried out as she was suddenly struck between the legs, making her eyes bulge as she clutched her womanhood, doubling over and staggering back while the crowd... Actually cheered the Irish woman for her act.

"A-Anelle!" Growled Kelly, as if to signal the french woman to provide some stern discipline to the wicked redhead.

Annelle raised an eyebrow as Kelly went down from a simple sneaky kick. "Really, Conway? Must I do everything myself?" She sighed theatrically. "Merde. Sometimes I wonder how your people supposedly saved mine during the war."

Even as she spoke, she casually turned like a dancer, and, almost dismissively, sent a hard kick snapping into Morrigan's jaw while the Irishwoman was still down.