James Justice vs Vida Fenix and Santa Tigresa

Handicap match
Win via pinfall or submission only
Victory conditions: James must pin both Vida and Santa. Once one of them are pinned or forced to submit, they are eliminated from the match and sent back to there locker room. Santa and Vida must both pin or force James to submit each once in order to win.





James was pumped. He had faced two woman already, but then again, they weren't on a team. This time, he'd be facing a tag team. He heard his music start playing and he headed out of his locker room. When he reached the top of the ramp, he threw his fists in the air and screamed, "Are you ready AFW!" A chorus of screams and cheers answered him. He grinned and slowly headed down to the ring, giving out high fives, signing autographs and giving hugs. He took his shirt off and gave it to one of his female fans who almost fainted. He slid under the bottom rope and threw his arms into the air, bouncing from side to side and smiling. He then went to his corner and awaited the arrival of his opponents as the referee checked him for weapons or any foreign objects that might be used during the match,

The cheers of the crowd could be heard echoing backstage, where Santa Tigresa and Vida Fenix were preparing to make their grand return to the AFW ring.  With Vida having just come off an injured ankle, it had been some time since either luchadora had been seen by the fans.  Normally, this would have made Vida nervous.  Tonight, however, was different.  Tonight, with her mentor and idol tag teaming with her, she felt as if nothing could go wrong.

Santa Tigresa herself was all smiles.  Freshly returning to the ring after helping Vida train and rehab her ankle, this return match in front of the crowd was much needed.  She'd already had one run-in with her nemesis, Daisuke Takeuchi, so she was more than eager to get in the ring against anyone else.  Besides, tonight's match was going to be very telling, giving her an idea of how much Vida's training was paying off, and seeing how her ankle was going to hold up, moving forward.  Hearing their names announced, the pair of luchadoras burst onto the entrance to a solid crowd reception.  Santa Tigresa raised her arms triumphantly, soaking in the cheers with quiet dignity, while Vida ran down the ramp high-fiving as many fans as she could catch.

Upon reaching the ring, Vida enthusiastically leapt to the apron, and then vaulted herself over the top rope.  Santa Tigresa approached a bit more cautiously, eyeing their opponent from beneath her mask.  He looked awfully confident for someone heading into a handicap match.  She wondered if it was simple confidence, or outright arrogance, that she was seeing ...

The referee checked the girls over, as the music and the cheers died down.  Santa Tigresa nodded to Vida, as she ducked between the ropes and took her place on the apron.  Vida approached the center of the ring, a smile on her face as she offered James a handshake.  "Let's have a good contest, yes?" she said, her voice pleasant and chipper.

James was speechless when he saw the two females he'd be facing, "I'm screwed." he muttered to himself before putting on a fake smile, to be honest, he was staring more at Vida then her partner. She seemed very attractive to him and he pondered about possibly asking her out after the match was over. He bounced around for a bit before watching his opponents enter the ring. This Vida was a chipper one, very energetic to. He waited for them to enter the ring when Vida approached him and offered her hand to him. He stepped forward and took it before bending over and placing a soft kiss upon the back of her hand, "It's a pleasure to meet you. I'm James...James Justice, I'll be your opponent tonight, and yes, let's make this a very exciting match." he then let her hand go before offering his hand to Santa, "And you are...?" he trailed off, waiting for a response.

Santa Tigresa looked the young man over, as Vida approached. On closer inspection, he wasn't taking them too lightly, after all. Which was good. Even if the handicap was in their favor, Vida was going to need a real challenge, if she was going to truly test herself. What she didn't catch on to, however, was that this young man might end up challenging her in entirely different ways.

Vida smiled, as James took her hand, glad her show of sportsmanship was accepted. However, as James kissed her hand, her face flushed deeply. "I-ah, um, yeah ..." she stammered, eyes widening in surprise. If it seemed like Vida was unaccustomed to that sort of attention, it was likely because she was entirely unaccustomed to this sort of attention.

Staying behind the ring ropes, Santa Tigresa stretched her hand out in a respectful wave. "Santa Tigresa the Fourth," she said, as an introduction. "Vida and I are prepared to give the fans an honorable, by-the-rules contest, tonight. I hope you can say the same."

With that, Vida took her position next to the ref. She bounced lightly on her heels, hoping to limber up and shake off some of those nerves, that James had just riled up. The Tigresa kept to her corner, keeping a close eye on her young protege. Vida waited for the bell, eager to see what her opponent might throw at her, to start.

James smiled and bowed, "Yes, you will have your honorable match. I am a baby face after all." He then headed to his corner. Once the ref had searched Vida, she signaled for the bell to sound. James slowly made his way forward, hoping to lock up with his first opponent. If she were to accept, he would then begin to push her against the ropes. He would then fling her across the ring before trying for a drop kick aimed for her belly before attempting to pick her up and put her in a side headlock and begin to squeeze down on her head.

The opening bell echoed through the arena, and the match was on. Seeing James go for a lock up, Vida was eager to accept. She was still blushing a bit from earlier, and her mind might not have been entirely on the match. A mistake she paid for quickly, as James pushed her back into the ropes.

"Nng! Nn!" Vida grunted, failing to push back against her opponent. Off-balance, it was easy enough for James to Irish whip Vida into the ropes, sending her rebounding back into his dropkick. His boots connected hard with her slender belly, knocking the air right out of the poor girl.

"OOOFFFF!" she groaned, as she was knocked flat on her back, lets up in the air. Dizzy, Vida only came to as James locked in the side headlock, pulling her back up to her boots and squeezing down hard. "Ooww!" she whined, embarrassed at being manhandled like this.

"Vida," Santa Tigresa called out,"concentrar! You can counter this!"

Biting her lip in determination, Vida quickly knelt low, and tried to hook her hand around the back of James' neck. If she could get a good grip, she would push back and up from her hips, square her feet wide and push her shoulders against his ribs, then flip the young man down to his back with a sharp fireman's carry takedown.

James felt good. He started this match off strong and was really bringing the fight to his opponents in the beginning of the match. Suddenly, he felt a hand on the back of his neck and he was flipped over Vida. He had really underestimated this woman and now he was paying for it as he held his back in pain and anguish.

With James taken down to the mat, Vida took a minute to catch her breath. It was early in the match, but her young opponent had already done a good job of putting her through the ropes. With James on his back, Vida knew she had to push her advantage.

She threw a couple of measured punches square at James' ribs while she had him down, hoping to work him over. With each punch, Vida slowly pulled herself upward. If she could get James back to his feet, through the punches and pain, she would try to get him back to a vertical base and Irish whip him toward the corner. There, Santa Tigresa would be waiting, the luchadora duo waiting to see how the young man would deal with being isolated in a corner where they firmly held the advantage.

James moaned with pain from each punch. He slowly began to get to his feet, but to his dismay, he was whipped into a corner where Santa was waiting. He tried to step forward, hoping and praying that Santa would keep her hands off of him, though he should have know better than to think that Santa Tigresa wouldn't try to help her partner.

As James came toward the corner, Santa Tigresa removed her hands from the ropes and backed off, making it clear she meant him no ill will. Right now, as far as she was concerned, this was still Vida's fight.

Taking a second to center herself as she watched James come out of the corner, the rookie luchadora shook her head. "Too early for that," she muttered, frustrated with herself. Still, while James and the ref seemed to focus on her partner, Vida threw herself forward into a dead sprint toward the corner. James had stepped away from the turnbuckle, but hopefully he was still close enough to the ropes for what Vida had planned.

Once toward the ropes, Vida jumped as high as she could, planting her feet on the top rope. Using that top rope as a springboard, the young luchadora launched herself even higher, trying to get herself over James' head. If she could manage that, the young woman would plant her muscular thighs around his neck, before twisting her body downward to try and snap him hard against the mat with a hurricanrana.