Fire and Ice vs The Ishiis

Frost laughed not at Yamato's struggling, but at his sister's frustration with the scene. "Looks like your sister can't help you now!" she shouted down at the man. But he still had fight left in him. He started punching at her leg, making the woman's grip to lessen as her thighs tensed up from the pain.

Eventually, she did finally release the hold but she wasn't prepared to let up the pressure just yet. She grabbed Yamato by the hair and pulled him up to his feet. She dragged him to the corner and threw him backfirst into it. Frost then jumped up to the second rope, straddling him from above, and held his head in place with her right hand.

She grinned at him for a second before punching down at the top of his head with her left fist. Then again, and again. The crowd starting counting along to each punch, and the ref too was keeping note of it.

"Shut…up!" Yamato replied to Frost's taunt, not exactly in the best position to say much else. He could feel the woman's legs momentarily tighten around his head as he punched them, but they did soon begin to loosen.

The older Ishii sibling was relieved when Frost released the headscissor, but had no time to celebrate as she almost immediately grabbed him by the hair and pulled him back up, causing him to wince in pain as she did so. Still reeling from the holds Frost had put him through - not to mention the missile dropkick moments before - Yamato was unable to put up any resistance as he was whipped into the corner.

After he collided back-first with the turnbuckles, Frost was right on him once again, standing over him on the second rope and raining punch after punch down on his head. After about the fifth or sixth punch, Yamato then brought his hands up to wrap around Frost's legs. And then, the young man would attempt to take a step or two out of the corner while carrying the woman on his arms and shoulders, before trying to slam her down to the mat with a powerbomb.

The silver haired woman seemed to enjoy raining blow after blow onto her opponent. The crowd's counting seemed to egg her on further, enough that she didn't see Yamato shift his weight so he catch her legs and carry her a couple steps out. "Oh, merde!" she shouted as he dropped her to the mat in a powerbomb. Her shoulders and back hit first and absorbed most of the damage but her head snapped back as well, stunning her for a moment.

The crowd cheered at the reversall, now seeing that Yamato had the room and opportunity to tag his fresh sister back into the match. Everyone thought he was about to tag Mariko back in. Except for one person.

Blaze had snuck around to the other side of the ring by crawling close to the apron. She grabbed Mariko's foot and yanked outward violently.

After managing to powerbomb Frost, Yamato fell to his hands and knees and panted for a moment, trying to catch his breath. But as he looked up, he saw his sister reaching her hand out as far as she could. "Tag me, Yamato!" she shouted.

With Frost momentarily out of it, Yamato had a straight shot. Crawling toward his corner, he lunged out after a few seconds and reached to tag in his sister. However, the sibling duo had forgotten about Blaze, who had snuck around the ring while no one was watching her. And just as Yamato's hand was about to tag his sister's, it instead just passed through the air as Mariko's foot was yanked out from under her.

"Ugh!" she shouted as her face collided with the apron, before rolling onto the ground outside the ring in a dazed state. Grunting and gritting his teeth in anger, Yamato threw himself forward and executed a baseball slide under the bottom rope in an attempt to send Blaze crashing into the barricade. Then he would use the ropes to pull himself up, before turning around to bring his attention back to Frost again.

As Mariko's head crashed into the apron, Blaze smiled and caught her breath by leaning onto the apron. "How'd that feel?" she taunted. As she rubbed her sore back, though, she looked straight just in time to get a face full of boot. The blow struck her so hard she flipped over backwards and came to rest in a pile beside Mariko.

Frost, on the other hand, had gotten back to her feet and was stalking Yamato, just waiting for him to turn around. "Allons..." As he did so, she charged at him and leapt her body outward so she could catch him by the head and knock him to his back in one motion.

The silver haired woman then grabbed one of his arms and bent it beside his head while locking the Anaconda Vice in and pulling him towards her for leverage. She swung her head back dramatically, looking down at Yamato from her position with a sadistic growl.

Yamato had made the redhead pay for attacking Mariko by introducing her head to his boot, sending the woman down to the floor outside the ring. But as he turned back to face Frost, the young man was faced with a new problem.

As soon as he'd turned around, his foe had jumped at him and tackled him onto his back. And before he could react, Frost had one of his arms tied up behind his head with a devastating Anaconda Vice. Yamato shouted and thrashed around in agony, desperately attempting to squirm toward the ropes.

However, in his current state, he was too tired to drag Frost's weight with him. "Ugghh! Dammit!" The pain was excruciating, and Yamato was forced to look up into his captor's eyes as she controlled him. Finally, the pain simply became too much. And reluctantly, Yamato began to tap his free hand against Frost's shoulder to signal his submission.

Despite the bell, the French wrestler held on the painful hold for what probably felt like an excruciating extra few seconds after Yamato tapped out. The ref told her to let go so she finally did. She took a second to admire the destruction on Yamato's face before kicking him aside and rolling to her feet. She offered a hand out to the referee who raised her hand into the air.

Blaze was still groaning in pain on the outside, only partially aware that the match was even over. Frost either didn't notice or didn't care, feeding up on the thrill of victory. The ring announcer called out their name as the winners and that finally made her look outside of the ring. She first leaned against the rope, smiling outside at Blaze, before rolling under the rope.

Frost helped Blaze up and propped her up with an arm over her shoulder. "Come on fire," she muttered to the redhead. "I won the match for us," she continued in seeming obliviousness of Blaze's part of it. The redhead, though, was in too much pain to really notice the lapse.

The bell rang, but Yamato's pain didn't let up, as Frost kept him locked in her hold. He shouted out in pain and continued tapping out until she finally released him. He collapsed onto the mat, only to grunt and roll over as Frost kicked him.

Once the official announcement was made and Frost climbed out of the ring, Mariko pulled herself back up and slid under the bottom rope before going to check on her brother. "You alright, Yamato-kun?" she asked, helping him up. "Y-yeah. I'm fine…" he replied, though he was clearly still tired and in pain.

Glad to see he was relatively uninjured, Mariko sighed and briefly glared out at the Fire and Ice duo before turning her attention back to her brother. Helping him out of the ring, she draped one of his arms over her shoulders to support him as the two then slowly made their way to the back. The sibling duo came up short today, but now it was time to put this match behind them and focus on the future.

Winners: Fire and Ice via submission