A Unique Takeuchi Challenge

Alaina shook her head at Ami. "You did win a spar, sure. The thing is when it mattered most I flat out destroyed you." Alaina shot back. "Your back is better by now, right?"

Alaina grinned at Ami as she got onto the mat. She couldn't wait to grapple with Ami. Grip would be tough, but Alaina would have an easier time using strength to compensate for that than Ami would.

As soon as Ami grappled with Alaina, Alaina would try to maneuver Ami onto her shoulders and quickly toss her to the mat with a fireman's carry! A quick, easy, simple way to kick off the match. Alaina was new to this oil wrestling stuff.... she didn't want to get ahead of herself.

Ami stomped her barefeet on the mat in anger, almost slipping down due to the her oiled feet but was quick to regain her balance and stay on her feet. "Urgh, you did NOT destroy me. I almost had you and my back is fine...." she rolled her eyes in disgust.

The two ladies circled each other around for a while before lunging into a grapple, their hands slipping off each others shoulders as they struggled to find a good grip of each others body but it was Alaina who got the first move in, carrying the featherweight model onto her shoulders and getting her down on her back in a firemans carry. Ami simply slid off her shoulders, due to the oil, instead of being forced down but none the less she was down on her back "Urgh!" she grunted, trying to scramble back up on her knees.

"Come on sis, you got this"

Not quite the desired results, but having Ami on her back was always a plus in Alaina's book.

Now, the amazon was ready to pounce! Alaina took advantage of this opportunity, and attempted to mount Ami. If she could steady herself on top of her without slipping she would grab Ami by the head and slam it against the mat! It was an uncharacteristically blunt move by Alaina, but something about these two brought out the worst in her.

"Are you guys having fun yet? I really hope you can do better than this!" Alaina shouted.

The supermodel was down on her back, squirming to get back up on her knees but the oil made it harder for her to get back up. She would need a couple of moments to adjust to the new setting but Alaina wouldn't allow that. The amazon mounted the supermodels belly as she grabbed her hair to smack it against the mat.

"G-get off, you weigh a ton!" she shrieked before grunting out in pain when the back of her head smacked against the mats. Ami tried to buck her hips up while wriggling under her, her hands went around Alaian's leg to try and topple her off.

Alaina was pounding away for a few seconds, but Ami was quick to try to get her off. Between Ami's grabbing of her leg and the slickness of the oil Alaina was easily dismounted from Ami. "W-woah!" She yelled in surprise as she hit the mat butt-first.

"I do weigh a bit more than most women yeah.... muscle weighs more than fat." Alaina said as she got to her feet, giving Ami a little nod before turning to Daisuke. "So do ya like the show we're putting on so far?"

Alaina moved over towards Ami and and tried to grab her, ramming a hard knee into her abdomen! While Alaina came into this seeming to take it as a joke when she arrived, she was serious about this. She wanted to teach these pompous bullies a lesson in front of the people they ruthlessly bossed around. In order to do that, she would have to be perfect and not make mistakes. Being outnumbered sucked like that.

For all her struggling and pulling at her legs, the supermodel managed to get Alaina off, down went the amazon on her butt as Ami sat back up and slowly rising back up on her feet.

The supermodel was clearly frustrated at her opponents strength, she simply had no way to overpower her and would have to rely on strategy. Daisuke widened his eyes as Alaina asked him that question, wondering what exactly did she mean by that. W-what? what do you mean show? T-thats my sister" he said awkwardly.

Ami, decided to lunge in at her opponent but that proved to be a mistake as Alaina got her knee up right into her belly, sending the model down onto her knees. Ami instinctively wrapped her arms around her opponents waist, for no reason whatsoever.

This couldn't have gone any better! Alaina managed to hit Ami with the knee and Ami was hanging onto her waist. Perfect position for a DDT.....

"Oh I didn't mean it that way Daisuke. But you are sort of hanging out on the sidelines while she is getting her ass kicked! Ya know, a good brother would probably tag in..." Alaina said as she wrapped an arm around Ami's head and leaned back, looking to complete the DDT!

Alaina knew her and Ami going at it was straightforward. She figured if Daisuke came in she could keep distracting him, and get him off his game. Her strategy was to isolate one and pick them apart. It was the only way she could see herself coming out on top. So she would go for the distracted one.

After Alaina's knee slammed into the supermodels belly, she immediately went down on her knees feeling winded out. Which left her open to anything the amazon thought of it, Alaina was on fire! bringing her A game from the get-go as she wrapped her arm around Ami's neck, taunting out the wrestling prince while she set up her DDT. Daisuke only gritted his teeth and shook his fist at her, she was right though, as the brother he had to do something! Daisuke began to grab a bottle of oil and squirt some oil on his hands to rub it on his abs and pecs as he got ready to go in

By this time Ami was brought down onto the mat in a DDT. The supermodel shrieked out in pain as she rolled away form Alaina, Daisuke quickly stretched his hand and tagged himself in by tapping at his sisters back. The wrestling prince finally made his way onto the mat, glaring at Alaina. It was an interesting match up indeed, both Alaina and Daisuke entered the AFW almost during at the same time. They were both new wrestlers on the roster when they first wrestled each other, it was a long time ago and both had taken different paths in Friction and Tension until finally their paths crossed again, so who had gotten more successful or who was gotten better at wrestling? time to find out.

"Alright Alaina, lets settle this" he said staring at her, he took up a wrestlers crouch with his hands out infront, circling his opponent. He tried his best not to get distracted by her glistening athletic body,her shiny golden bikini, it was hard to ignore her good looks but he was also hoping Alaina would be thrown off her game due to his handsome figure, shinning in oil.

Alaina watched as Daisuke entered. He was a good wrestler and kept himself in excellent shape. Alaina knew however, that no matter how attractive he looked deep down he was a jerk. She also had quite the catch in her life. She was faithful to Mamouru and she knew he was faithful to her as well.

"All right big guy, lets see what ya got!" Alaina said as she moved in for the lockup. She recalled Daisuke being just about as strong as she was so this would be a great test to see how far both of them had come.

The fact that Alaina sent Ami scurrying over to her side of the mat for the tag though.... that was the icing on the cake.

Daisuke nodded at Alaina's direction as he began to circle her for a few seconds , just feeling each other out mentally from afar. He rolled his shoulders and timed it just right, once he felt it was time he lunged in at the amazon, locking up with her. "Urgh!" he grunted when he locked up.

Alaina was a strong girl, their strength was equal before and Daisuke would relish the challenge of testing his wrestling abilities with Alaina. His hand went around the back of her neck and shoulder blade, their foreheads pressed together as he gritted his teeth when he glared into her eyes, he tried to press into her to push her back and down to the mats if he could.