Tag Elimination: The Valkyries Vs. Blaise Cameron, Amy Poford & Mariko Ishii

The crowd was, predictably, none too appreciative of Dvine's unique style of wreslting, booing louder and louder with every stomp. She just used their hate for fuel and kept on going, making sure to grind her heel down for the final one as she flashed her devious smile at over a 10,000 angry Japanese people. So far as she was concerned it was simply an indication that she was doing good.

"No, bitch..." Divine reached down and grabbed herself a handful of Mariko's beautiful black hair. She yanked her up to her feet, forcing her to stand up whether she wanted to or not. "I still got plenty left to say."

She grabbed Mariko by the wrist and twisted around, pulling her hard and sending her off to the ropes with the hardest Irish Whip she could muster.

It went without saying Mariko didn’t quite appreciate Divine trampling her like a doormat. And she certainly wasn’t any more fond of her foe yanking on her hair and forcing her back to her feet. “Agh! Let go!” she hissed through the pain. And let go Divine did, only to grab Mariko’s wrist instead and hurl her into the ropes.

Her body instinctively turned to go back first into the ropes, which then tossed her into an involuntary sprint right back at Divine. Had Mariko had more time to collect her thoughts and analyze the situation, maybe she could’ve done some quick thinking and found a way to work this situation to her favor. But as it was, she could only try her best to brace for whatever was coming next.

Mariko wanted Divine to let her go, and that was exactly what she got, as the Brazilian beauty sent her off flying at high speed. Even though she wasn’t sure she would ever make professional wrestling a focus for her life out of the Valkyrie’s business, she had to admit, there were aspects of the sport she quite enjoyed. Such as, for instance, the opportunity to do what she had planned next.

”Go for it, just like I showed you!”

Divine nodded and ran forward, knowing exactly what Mako was talking about. They’d added a few new moves to her repetoire in preparation for the event, and now it was time to strut and show the world what she could do.

As Mariko came back, Divine jumped towards her with a raised knew, aiming it right in the middle of her stomach, going for a devastating Kitchen Sink maneuver. Compliments of Mako’s training, obviously - the little pitbull loved her knee strikes.

Mariko was speeding right toward Divine, and Divine was flying right toward her. At the speed she was going, Mariko almost expected to simply crash violently into her foe at any moment, though in the back of her mind she knew the Valkyrie almost certainly had more in mind than that. Sure enough, instead of a head on collision, a knee blasted itself right into Mariko’s stomach!

“Ugh!!” she gasped out at the intense hit, which sent her flipping forward right over Divine’s leg and onto the mat. Even if wrestling hadn’t been the Valkyrie’s primary ambition, the girl certainly wasn’t bad at it. Mariko hated to admit it, but it was true. As much as she craved revenge, the Japanese vixen knew she wasn’t in much of a spot to pursue it. So for now she simply had no choice but to try to recover as soon as possible, and wait for some sort of chance to present itself...

"Bullseye!"

Divine madly cackled as Mariko went flying over her knee, getting dumped on her back for a glorious sight to behold. She was all lying there now, looking so vulnerable and begging to be taken advantage of while she wallowed. Divine couldn't help but oblige. And, of course, she had to look good in the process.

Divine raised her leg up into a perfect frontal split, keeping it high in the air and showcasing her dancing background and flexibility. It was quite a sight to see, but it wasn't meant to last - Divine fell forward with a leg drop, come down right on Mariko's chest with all of her weight behind the blow. Not that she had all that much to use in the first place, but it would still probably be effective.

Mariko could only imagine how worried Yamato must be feeling right now. He hadn’t exactly been ecstatic about the idea of relying on his sister for retribution. And now that things had gone as far south as they had, things certainly weren’t looking encouraging. And she knew that even with all the faith Blaise and Amy had put in her, this couldn’t have been looking good from their perspective either.

Unfortunately, it was about to get a little worse. Anyone could’ve predicted Divine would have no interest in letting Mariko rest up, and they’d be right. Before the Japanese beauty could recover or move herself out of the way, the Brazilian’s display of impressive flexibility ended with a leg smacking down right across Mariko’s chest!

“Ugh!” she grunted under the impact. Thankfully, Divine wasn’t a particularly heavy woman. Yet at the same time, the height and momentum of the descending limb were plenty to put some sting on the impact.

Cameras were clicking, eyes were watching, people were looking on in awe - there was still plenty of hate for Divine, yes, but as she laid there with her leg stretched over the withering Mariko, she couldn't help but feel like she was back in her element. Looking proud and staying strong, like the sexual goddess she knew herself to be.

"This is where you belong." She let out a girlish giggle and reached over to give Mariko a quick slap in the face, heaping on the insuilts as she held the split position on her chest. She pressed the hometown girl's shoulders to the mat, and the referee immediately dropped down and started up the count - Divine didn't expect she'd win like this, but the possibility was just too tempting to ignore. It was worth it for the visual alone, really.

"1...!"

It's been a bit of a rollercoaster ringside with Blaise. The young dynamo has been a very vocal supporter of Mariko's brutalizing treatment of her prey, and all but yanked the corner post out of its socket when the purple-haired Asian took the knee in the gut. And it's all been downhill from there.

At this point, he's leaning forward with wide, frantic eyes. He knows the leg-drop had to hurt. He doesn't have breasts, but he hears having them abused is downright unpleasant. And the slap? That's just uncalled-for.

"Mariko! Don't take that crap from her! Knock that scuzzy witch off and get to work!"

Mariko’s head jerked to the side as Divine’s hand slapped her, adding further insult to injury. But right then she heard Blaise, and was immediately more grateful for the encouragement than she could’ve put to words. Not because he’d said anything particularly profound, but it sounded exactly like the kind of thing she’d expect Yamato to say. It was almost as if her brother was right there egging her on in person, and that was plenty of motivation for Mariko.

“2!” the ref shouted as the second count was made, but the word had hardly finished being uttered as Mariko grunted out while shoving Divine’s leg off of her, quickly breaking the pin attempt then and there. “Get the fuck off me!” she shouted as she pushed the limb away, before once again rolling onto her hands and knees so she could try to get back up. There was no way in hell Mariko was going to let herself get taken out of this that easily!

Divine showed her appreciation of Blaise's commentary with a middle finger salute, proudly wagging it his way while Mako spat from across the ring. "Keep talking, you little bitch! You're next! Hear me? Huh?"

Divine almost wished she could be the one to take Blaise apart - as fun as dominating Mariko would be, making him bark in front of a live audience worldwide would be something to really make the night memorable, too. But she could deal with what she had. No need to be greedy. Beating the shit out of this incredibly sexy pain in her ass was quite satisfying by itself.

"Here," Divine stood up and strolled after after Mariko, grabbing her hair and dragging her towards the ropes. "Let me help you up."

She pulled Mariko over to the side of the ring, forced her neck against the ropes, then drove her knee into the Japanese native's back, choking her.