It's Cold In Tokyo - Avalanche 2014 Presser

"Huph!"

Taylor buckled as Brittany's fist slammed into her taut midsection, and she responded without hesitation by tackling Brittany swiftly to the floor. She scrambled to get her legs past Brittany's so that she could straddle her body, and one hand reached for the girl's hair while she pummeled her with rapid punches at her face.

"Getting a little out of hand, guys," Madison commented through her microphone. "Come on..."

But it was no use. Madison shrugged at the other members of the press with a winning smile. All the money in the world couldn't convince her to get in there with those girls, but she had to admit that she loved covering them. Like, when you go to the zoo, and all the animals are just hiding somewhere sleeping and not doing anything? AFW girls were never like that. It was the best zoo in the world.

"Hey!" Marisa exclaimed as Brittany punched Taylor.
As she rose back to her feet, Taylor attacked with a vengeance, tackling the other woman to the floor and going for her face with vicious punches.

"Taylor, stop!" she cried, trying to get her arms around the number one contender's chest and pull her off of Brittany. "You need to be at your best for Angel! If you're not cause of something that happens here, she will beat you.....again!"

Marisa put stress on the last word, hoping that it would shock Taylor into some sort of calmer state. The model also turned to Madison.

"Are you being deliberately daft!? Why am I the only one trying to break this up? Get security!" she called.

Brittany was ready for Taylor to strike back but what she wasn't ready for was how aggressive Taylor attack. Brittany landed with a thud and she didn't even have time to bring her arms up to defend herself as Taylor began to punch her face repeatedly. "Get the fuck off of me bitch." Brittany would yell out as she would try to buck Taylor off.

"Hey! Hey!" Taylor protested as she was lifted up off of Brittany. She kicked and flailed to get free, but ended up back on her feet just the same. She wasn't done with Brittany, not by a long shot!

"Get offa me, man!" She spun to face Marisa and raised a hand between them while she tried to find words. "Fine," she said finally and raised an eyebrow at the last part. That really wasn't necessary.

"But you guys are doing a really good job without them!" Madison argued with a smile. "Oh, alright. Security? Could you nice boys and girls separate these feisty kitty cats?"

As a group of uniformed security guards emerged from the sides of the stage, Taylor jabbed a finger at Brittany. "Stay away from her, man. You and me. No one else." She looked at Marisa once more, and realized that maybe at some point in there, despite her best efforts, she had lost her cool. But for good reason!

She lifted her hands and turned to leave. She didn't need security to escort her out.

"If nothing else, we know that this year's Avalanche will not be boring!" Madison announced cheerfully.

Brittany was a little glad when Marissa pulled Taylor off of her and Brittany quickly got to her feet to attack Taylor. However, security soon came out to stop the fighting. "You are dead Taylor. Next time we meet i am going to enjoy watching you bleed." Brittany would say before shooting both Marissa and Taylor a glare before turning around and leaving before security would have to restrain her.

Once Taylor was off of Brittany, Marisa released her, putting her hands up palms out.
"Alright, alright." the model said soothingly.

As security finally got on the stage Marisa gave a sigh of relief. After Brittany left she shook her head.
"First Kelly, now her. How much crazy is in the AFW these days?" She remarked before removing her mic. "Taylor, you were a delight to meet. I hope if I see you after Avalanche, we'll both be wearing brand new belts!"