Tension Tag Tourney Round 1: The Higurashi Twins Vs. The Valkyries

Match Type: Standard Tag
Winning Conditions: Pinfall, Submission or Knockout

I will do all the other set up stuff later. I just want people to be able to start posting ~.~

Stone, dressed up in her slick, blue jacket and matching pants, cascading over her massive shoulders and barely containing her frame, fists held tight behind fingerless gloves. Divine, looking sleek and sexy in ripped jeans and her leather boots, her jacket unbuttoned and wide open to reveal the slim figure underneath and her fiery red bandeau bra. And, of course, Mako, in her full biker outfit, leather all the way down and her skull helmet on to complete the look.

The Valkyries were fully suited up, waiting in the back for their cue to come out. In just a few minutes, they'd be stepping out onto prime-time: the Tension Tag tournament.

Mako could hardly believe that they'd been selected for it, to tell the truth. They'd made some decent waves since they came into the AFW - their assault on King raised eyebrows and their mix-ups with John Mitchell and Ryan Knight kept them raised - but not many friends to go along with it. Mako was after dominance, wanted the Valkyrie to be the power in Tension, and that meant stepping on a lot of toes.

So getting selected for a PPV was a surprise, but a pleasant one, and a real opportunity. Mako wasn't after belts, exactly - she wanted control, and she didn't need gold for that. But if the tag team titles fell in their lap, she'd happily take them. It was just one more chance for the Valkyries to shine.

There was only one problem: tag team matches were only for two on two. Two of her members had joined her for this wrestling stint. Mako was the leader, she'd be in the ring regardless, so that meant Stone and Divine had to figure out her partner. They were doing it in the most annoying way possible.

"You didn't even want to do this." Stone leaned back against her bike with her arms folded, brow furrowed, and a sigh on her lips. "You couldn't stop telling us how much you didn't want to be in the tournament when we got the announcement."

Mako was on her knees, making some last minute adjustments on her motorcycle and only paying half attention to their spat. "Even though we didn't ask you."

"Exactly, yes, thank you." Stone threw a quick nod to Mako before turning back to Divine, looking on with extreme distaste as her slender partner straddled the motorcycle and batted eyelashes her way.  Trying her best to look innocent. Not working. "Then you hear about Mamoru, and all the sudden you want in?"

Divine rolled her eyes and sat back on her motorcyle, crossing her legs. She only spared a single eye to look at Stone, not even turning in full to see her. The sort of thing that was guaranteed to piss her off. "Yes. Is there a problem with that?"

"There's a big damn problem with you treating this like a hentai match, yeah." She rapped her knuckles along the side of her helmet, like she was using it as a stand-in for Divine's skull. "This isn't just some fly-by match, we're going for the title. We need our best foot forward. Not our best pussy."

"Aw." Divine cooed. "You really think I have the best pussy?"

Stone let out a long groan. "Not even what I-" She looked off to the side as one of the stagehands darted in, giving them the one-minute signal. Almost showtime. "Are we even allowed to switch around like this?"

"Pretty sure. Two midgets have the 24/7 title, no way do they give us shit."Mako gave her front tire a quick squeeze to make sure it was properly pressurized, then stood back up to address her fellow Valkyries.  She looked between her partners for a moment, trying to make the decision, but it wasn't quite so simple. They both brought something good to the table.

Stone had the raw power to hang better with Johnny than most of the other Tension girls, but there was always the chance that she might get overwhelmed by his striking ability. Divine could hold her own, but she was the weakest of the trio...and she watched Mamoru's matches and had the best idea of what the twins could do. So it was a case of power versus experience, and she was used to having them both on her side. Only one way to handle this.

"Fuck it. Here," She pulled out a yen from her pocket, a single coin, which she quickly tossed up. "Call it."

Divine watched it go up. "Heads."

Stone watched it go down."Tails."

Mako caught the coin and laid it flat on her wrist, then removed her hand to reveal... "Heads. Divine, you're up."

Divine stuck her tongue out at Stone, who opened her mouth for protest, but it would have to wait. One of the stagecrew techs came back and gave them the green light. It was time to ride.

Their music came on and the crowd began to voice their disapproval before they even came out, warming up with some boos and moving onto hisses as the Valkyrie ambled out of the entrance on their motorcycles. They seemed particularly vocal today, and Mako knew exactly why that was. The Higurashi's were a big name in the AFW, popular and loved. There were plenty of giggling, giddy schoolgirl who wanted to take a litttle chunk of them home, plenty of fans who idolized them and bought all the merchandise and twittered about them and did all the little, silly things that bleating sheep like to do.

Not her. Her interest in Johnny's body involved tearing it apart and looking damn good while she enjoyed the pleasure.

The trio drove down the ramp at a walking speed, and Mako made sure to give the crowd a nice, big whiff of her fumes as she passed, leaving the smell of their exhaust all the way down the ramp as they came down. A quick drive around the ring finished the routine, before Mako came to a stop off to the side and the other two followed her lead.

Stone stayed with the bikes, sitting on her own and making sure no one came close to the others, while Mako tossed her helmet away and hopped up on their corner, with Divine not far behind. She grabbed the top ropes and pulled back, doing a little quick stretching while they waited. Not long now...

"Man, this is pretty great." Johnny said, bouncing on the balls of his feet as he waited for his name to be called. It had been a while since he and his brother had been in a tag match. Johnny's solo career was busy and it seemed like Mamouru had some things going on as well. Johnny didn't really pry too much anymore but he still loved his bro, even if he could be a jerk sometimes.

Even better, between his own solo matches, it seemed like King and his crew signed up for the tournament as well. Johnny couldn't wait to get his hands on the big guy again and show him that lightning could strike twice. Maybe if he and his brother beat them in the tag tourney and became champs, he wouldn't have to worry about King coming after him and his friends every again?

"H-Hai..." Mamouru said as he brushed his hands down his white Tuxedo. He had worn it once when he was still managing Cassie and while Johnny had on a nice black tux for their little gimmick, Mamouru wondered why he was even bothering. He seemed almost distant until Johnny slapped his back with a hard pat.

"Everything cool, bro?" Johnny said, trying to look into Mamouru's eyes. Mamouru avoided hsi brother's look.

"Junichi-kun..." He said, brushing away Johnny. "I'm the one supposed to be looking after you. I'm the older brother." He said as a faint smile appeared on his lips briefly before vanishing. "I'm alright. Let's show them the power of the Higurashi twins."

Their music Began to play and each stepped out together. They stood back to back and held out their fingers like guns, both smiling for the crowd who cheered. Dressed like double James Bonds, they gave each other a look. It definitely seemed a lot cheesier now than it had when they had come up with the idea.

Both marched down the ramp and slid into the ring. They slowly began to peel off their clothes, eliciting catcalls from all the girls until they were both dressed in baggy shorts and wrestling boots only.

They looked at each other as they took note of their opponents. Mako was much smaller than either of them and Divine didn't look particularly tough. Both boys mentally agreed that they would have a pretty easy time of this round and Mamouru was happy to let Johnny take the lead.

He stepped forward a few feet and bounced on the balls of his heels. He knew a little bit about the Valkyries. They had targeted King after his own tag match which was both good and bad. He thought maybe he needed to be cautious. The girls were probably not very noble just because they went after King and with a third one around, things might turn bad. Still, that only made his blood pump more as he waited for the bell.

Sex Mob. Mako did not expect Sex Mob to start playing over the loudspeakers. She certainly wasn't expecting Johnny and Mamoru to come down in tuxedos, of all things. "Is this..." She looked back at Divine and snapped her fingers, knocking her out of the trance she was rapidly faling into. "Hey, you're the Higurashi expert. Explain this shit. Do they always do that?"

"No, but they should." She threw out a yell of her own, joining the chorus of swooning sweethearts as the two made their way to the ring. Personally, Mako didn't see what all the fuss was about. They were cute, sure. Good bodies. But Japan had more than its fair share of cute guys with tight muscles and funny hair. She preferred her men with a little hair on their chin, a few scars on their face. The wilder, the better.

No, she'd have to wait until after the bell to see if there was anything there for her to like. And, on that note... "I'm starting off."

She came in through the ropes as Johnny stepped forward, bouncing around on his feet and getting limber. Mako didn't say anything.  She just looked him over, head to toe, with a placid face. Like she was inspecting fruit at the grocery store. Slight raises of the eyebrow. Little nods.

"Hm."

Her serene state vanished the moment the bell rang. She darted towards Johnny at full speed, turning into a blur of movement as she crossed the ring, and jumped at him with a rising knee strike aimed at his stomach. She roared with a war cry as she leapt and put her body weight into the attack.

Johnny watched as Mako stepped into the ring. He smiled widely at her and was going to give her a proper greeting when the bell rang. Before eh could even extend out his hand, she drove his knee into his gut.

Johnny's eyes widened and he bent over, coughing, trying to reach out for her hair. He had to hold onto something. If she was small, then she probably used her speed and if she used her speed, then he needed to keep her close!

For a second, as Mako flew through the air and saw Johnny extend his hand towards her, she thought he might be trying to counter attack. She winced for it. Expected it. Never came.

It was only after she landed that she realized what he was really trying to do. A handshake. He was going for a handshake. Apparently, he had some misconceptions on the exact spirit of this particular match and the tone she was trying to set. She would dissuade him of these notions. Painfully.

She'd started to move in when he reached out and grabbed her by the hair, holding on with a tight grip and stopping her advance. She sneered and started to tug, but she didn't waste much time on thrashing. Mako probably could have wrenced away if she struggled long enough, but it wasn't worth the effort. Not when she had more interesting options.

Mako brought her leg back and swung it forward, full strength, into Johnny's kneecap, aiming for that sweet, tender spot where the bones and tendons meet. "Fuck off!"

Johnny held Mako in place, almost like dog he was about to scold. He had to think quickly about his next move. A European uppercut might be nice? It could rattle her jaw a bit. A punch to the gut might be even better. Either way, he cocked his arm back when Make shot her leg forward.

"Guuaaah!"

Johnny shoved Mako away and began hopping on one foot as his leg curled upward. This was a bad spot to be in against this ferocious little pitbull but Johnny wasn't exactly in a position to do much.

'Pushing' wasn't exactly the most technical move, but most people couldn't put as much power behind it as Johnny could. On top of that, it wasn't like Mako had all that much mass to work with, so his simple shove was enough to send her stumbling away.

She was doing good so far, but she saw him winding up for that punch, and it was a reminder of how bad this could get if she let up on the pressure for too long. Mako decided to roll with the momentum instead of fighting it, backing up all the way to the ropes and bouncing off with some added speed. She came back at him, full tilt, and launched a shin kick, going for the leg that was still standing and targeting the side of his thigh.

Johnny was grateful for being able to shove away Mako and watched as she turned it into a leap off the ropes. Still hobbling on one foot diminished his chances to counter attack, even with such a telegraphed attack. His knee was feeling good enough to put pressure on it again but that certainly wasn't helping his current situation.

As Mako's body tensed for her attack, pushed off his good leg and jumped into the air. He tilted his body and flung his good leg out in an awkward dropkick/enzuigiri aimed at Mako's chest or face. Anywhere, really.

He'd avoid the kick but he wasn't even sure if his sloppy attack would even be effective if it DID connect with Mako.

As Mako barreled towards Johnny, she counted on his wounded knee slowing him down enough for her attack to hit easy. A perfect, free shot.The kick to the side of her face proved that wrong. Strong as an ox, quick as a fox. "Shit!"

The blow spun her around full circle and made her fall down to one knee, facing his way as she shook her head about. Had to watch it with this guy. Mako was used to taking heavy blows and coming back, but even she couldn't withstand too many more hits like that. Sloppy, but it did the trick.

"Come on!" Divine called out, shaking the ropes and giving her some stock encouragement. "Get back up! Head in the game!"