A Unique Takeuchi Challenge

Alaina could feel Daisuke getting weaker, and the thought of walking into their place and beating them in a handicap match just put a giant grin on her face.

"Nighty night Daisuke." She said to him before taunting Ami once more. "It really is a shame Ami. You are the more technically sound wrestler of you two, and this type of match really was more of your thing than this guys. Its just too bad you took a couple little bumps on the head and crawled over to Daisuke to save you earlier."

Daisuke continued to struggle against his opponent, however after each passing minute in her clutches his efforts to break free simply weakened until to the point that his arms were simply flailing about in the air aimlessly . She was certainly living up to her reputation as "The Amazon" as she was simply over-whelming the prince in their match.

"THAT'S IT" Ami suddenly let out a shriek as she got up from her knees, from the edge of the mats, and moved towards the middle, trying to send a wild kick to Alaina's head and then try to separate her from Daisuke by tugging on the amazons shoulder.

Alaina laughed as Ami shrieked over on the other side of the mat.

When Ami's kick connected to the side of Alaina's skull the laughing stopped. Alaina let go of the hold and grabbed the side of her head in pain, rolling onto her side in a daze.

"You cheap shot bitch...." Alaina muttered as she tried to slowly get back up to her feet.

Daisuke was almost about to submit, good thing Ami came in when she did otherwise their plan would have been spoiled. After sending a wild kick to the side of her head, Alaina pushed off Daisuke and rolled to her side, clearly feeling groggy from that wild kick.

"Aww, whats the matter? let me help you up" Ami mocked her opponent while pouting as she wrapped her arms around Alaina's head when she was half way up, the supermodel got her opponent in a headlock as she kept squeezing her head while bucking her hips into Alaina's to try and get her down again.

Meanwhile,Daisuke was massaging his neck as he rolled away from the two ladies and towards the edge of the mats, trying to recover the best he could.

Alaina felt Ami grab on and tighten her hold. Alaina fell back to the mat on her stomach as Ami continued to squeze.

"Argh... what hapened to taging in?" Alaina asked. That kick hit her square in the temple, and her head was still swimming. She went from in control to being at Ami's mercy. This was very bad, as Ami had no mercy to speak of.

Alaina tried to at least roll around, hoping Ami would loosen her grip at least a little bit. This oil was a complicating factor to say the least. It was helping one minute and the next it was Alaina's bane as trying to roll was harder when she was slipping more than anything.

A smick smirk came across the corner of the supermodels lips when she grabbed ahold of her opponent, squeezing her head against her arms as tightly as she could, things got worse for the amazon when she was brought down on her back with Ami just ontop.

"What do you mean? I did tag in- didnt you see?" she laughed. Alaina tried her best to roll around to somehow loosen the supermodels grip but the oil wasnt making things easy. Suddenly Ami released her opponents head and tried to get down on her knees next to Alaina, she was hoping to bring her hands down towards the amazon belly, then she would begin to claw,scratch,punch at her abs in a vicious claw hold. "HOW DO YOU LIKE ME NOW, BITCH!?!" she yelled.

Just as Alaina caught her breath Ami began to vicously claw away at her abdomen!

"Argh! D-damn it!" Alaina howled loudly, in a great deal of pain. At this point all she could do was lay on her back kicking against the mat in pain as she tried to grab onto Ami's arms and push them away from her abdomen as she continued to kick and scream in pain.

The supermodel enjoyed every moment of her opponents screams as Ami had locked in the claw hold expertly. She continued to lean forward, her fingernails and knuckles digging into her skin as she was determined to punish the amazon.

"Aww, whats the matter? do you wana submit?" she sweetly said. Alaina kept kicking the mats furiously, so Ami decided for a quick change of plans. "OH no, you're not getting away that easily" she snickered as she released her clawhold and went to grab her opponents hair, trying to pull her back up on her feet. "Get up..."

Alaina gasped for breath as the hold was released. However she felt herself getting yanked to her feet by a taunting Ami. The tables had turned quickly, and Alaina was in a very dangerous spot... if she didn't a t now things would quickly go from bad to worse.

Alaina was furious, but weakened by the damage done by that hold. "S-shut up!" Alaina shouted as she attempted to hammer Ami's own abdomen with as strong a punch as she could muster.

As soon she pulled him back up on her feet, the supermodel felt a strong punch smack against her belly! "Ouuufff" she moaned as she staggered back one step. Ami tried to regain some ground as she quickly stepped back in to raise her knee into the amazons belly to repay the favour.

If that worked, she would wrap her arm around her head once more but this time go down on her butt to drive Alaina's head right into the mat in a DDT.