[FWC] Tournament Canada Vs. Australia

Lu Jiao Jocelyn stood backstage, waiting for her entrance music to start up. She was pissed off. She'd had a very bad few weeks after a string of what seemed to be a lot of good things happening to her. Her relationship with both Lan AND Allison were in question. She had some bitch after her and, she'd gotten roped into some stupid tournament. Sure it would be great for her career if she won, but she was here representing Australia. She should be representing China! That was her destiny. So as her [url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g5l5xcO7AVU:1mpghybo]musuc[/url:1mpghybo] began to play over the loud speakers, She trudged out into the arena with a sour look on her face. Not much different, really, from the face she usually made, but she felt more scowly.

She was dressed in track pants and a black tank top with a tight sports bra underneath and sneakers on her feet. She heard boos from the audience, except for the occasional stray cheer. it always made her blush. She was still getting fan mail and she could just never understand how people actually WANTED to cheer for her.

She leaned against her turnbuckle and waited for her opponent. She was feeling sour and needed to vent some steam. If these people wanted to see how Australia represented themselves, she'd show them. She made sure to call her mom before hand and tell her not to watch AFW that night though, THAT was for sure.

Ace's [url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5jPondwDDOE:315md1d9]music[/url:315md1d9] started a minute later, the silver haired Canadian coming out onto the ramp. Since she was representing her home country, she had changed her music to a track by one of Canada's most legendary rock bands, Rush. When she had heard she had been chosen to represent Canada in the Friction World Cup, she had been immensely happy. Granted, they had chosen to inform her that she was actually their second choice, apparently their original pick, a girl Ace had never met, had declined the offer. Still, it meant her skills were being recognized, and a win in this tournament would be a great boost for her career. Things seemed to finally have been looking up for the rich girl, recently gaining a new friend, semi-mentor, and potential lover in another veteran, Valley Doll, who had helped her prepare for this tournament, sparring with her over the last couple days.

Dressed in her standard attire of long sleeved black shirt ending in a skirt, spandex shorts and sports bra underneath, leggings, knee pads, and boots to complete, Ace made her way down the ramp, not getting as many boo's as her opponent did, but not receiving much cheers either, the crowd giving her a neutral response. It seemed the Japanese crowd had still not forgiven her for her "dishonoring" their biggest star, who had gone completely out of her way to paint Ace as practically an enemy to Japanese Honor itself. Since that match, the crowd had been cold to her, though she had managed to warm them up a couple small occasions. Despite that, she felt confident. Sliding into the ring, she hopped side to side, shaking her arms and legs to make sure she was limber as she gazed at her opponent.

"Heya...I'm Silver Ace...You ready to see how Canada handles its business!?"

She asked, getting her arms up and shadow boxing a bit as she waited for the bell to ring.

Jocelyn watched the girl come down the ramp. What a stupid bitch. She looked like a tool trying too hard to stick out like a sore thumb. Jocelyn turned her head blushing. It reminded her of someone. She instantly decided she hated this girl and as Ace stepped into the ring, Jocelyn smirked a little at Ace's words. "Fuck Canada." Jocelyn said and smiled at Ace. She took a step forward and took her stance, waiting for the bell. When it rang, Jocelyn charged forward and stopped when she reached Ace, swinging her foot up to try and crunch it between Ace's legs.

Ace got her arms up, watching as her opponent ran towards her, expecting anything from a clothesline to a hurricanrana.

What she certainly hadn't been expecting, however, was for the Australian girls foot to kick up straight between her legs, smacking into her pelvic bone. Ace's eyes widened, both out of shock and pain, as she fell to the mat, groaning and rolling around. The referee stood shocked for a moment, unable to believe her eyes, while the crowd actually had a mixed response, some booing Joc for her breaking the rules and ending a match this early, and others,who either thought it was funny or just hated Ace, cheering loudly.

Finally, the ref girl shook her head and signaled for the bell, yelling loudly.

"JOCELYN HAS BEEN DISQUALIFIED! THE WINNER IS SILVER ACE!"

Jocelyn didn't wait for the bell to ring or for the referee to wave her off. She barely waited for Ace to hit the ground before she lifted up her leg and stomped it down on Ace's head. She was practically jumping off the ground as she began stomping her heel repeatedly into the silver haired girl's face.

"Pussy wanker bitch!" Jocelyn growled. "This is how we fuckin go in Aussie land, mate!" She screeched as she elbowed the referee out of the way when she attempted to pull her off of Ace.

Ace could have gotten up from that blow, at least taught Jocelyn a lesson for her conduct. Then she got stomped in the head, keeping her down and stunning her. Then came the barrage, a series of powerful stomps to her head, Ace's body first jerking with each repeated hit, her arms attempting to block some of the blows.

Soon enough though, her body reacted less, as Ace was knocked out entirely, leaving her head and body completely unprotected from more stomps of Aussie's. The crowd actually started booing her in earnest now, feeling she had gone too far, especially as the camera zoomed in Ace's face, bruised, a black eye forming already, and bleeding from her nose.

Jocelyn saw Ace become less enthusiastic with her resistance and backed away to enjoy her work. She saw Ace was nigh unconscious and smirked. "Oh... it ain't nap time, twat." Jocelyn said and reared back to kick Ace as hard as she could int he ribs. She then stood over the girl and pulled one arm over her knee. She grabbed Ace's silver hair and yanked hard, putting the girl in her Canberra Clutch.

Ace awoke with a gasp, followed by a coughing fit as she curled up, groaning as she shook her throbbing head.

She had no way of defending herself as Jocelyn pulled her up and locked her in Ace's most hated move, a camel clutch. Or at least, a variation of it in this case, Ace's eyes widening, screaming as she was trapped in the incredibly painful hold, the ref girl trying in vain to pull Jocelyn off of her.

"AHHHH!!!!"

She screamed, back arching, legs kicking against the mat.

Jocelyn leaned forward as she held Ace int he Canberra Clutch. It felt good having someone at her mercy for once, rather than always being forced into subjugation. Ambushed by idiots and bitches, serving Allison in that bizarre relationship. Being prodded by Lan. It just never ended. Jocelyn had had enough of it and Ace was the unfortunate girl who was going to suffer for all of the Chistralian's fucked up issues.

"How does it feel you mankey Canadian cunt?" Jocelyn growled as she leaned forward, pressing her nose into Ace's hair. Her hand slipped off the girl's hair and down her face. She pushed her finger into the girl's eye, just to feel it squish a bit. She then drug her nails down Ace's cheek and continued further until her fingers dug firmly into the girl's breast. She dug them in hard like she was trying to find a way to remove the thing. She tilted her head tot he side, her lips brushing against Ace's ear.

"This is a dangerous fuckin' place, mate." She whispered as she twisted her palm into Ace's breast. "It's filled with depraved cunts and psychopaths just waiting to get their grubby mitts on whoever is stupid enough to cross their path.

Jocelyn stood up suddenly, releasing the hold and shoved Ace so she rolled onto her back. "Oh, who the fuck am I kiddin?" She said as she looked at the girl. "Don't give two ruddy arseholes about any of that shite. I just want to pound your ugly face in, mate!" Jocelyn grinned and bent her knees. She hopped up in the air as high as she could, only to come crashing with her full weight on top of Ace's chest.