Triple Threat Match: Bomber Kishima vs Suzumi Ishikawa vs Diana Accera

Match Type: Triple Threat
Victory Condition: First wrestler to score a pinfall or submission wins; No contout or DQ

The lights in the Friction arena went out as a low choral tone filled the arena, followed by the soft ringing of a gong. The fans recognized this as the familiar intro the theme of Bomber Kishima. And when the guitars suddenly blasted on and the lights came back on to reveal the former Wrestle Angels world champion on the stage, a loud wave of cheers blended itself with the sound of Breaking Benjamin’s Blow Me Away.

The violet haired bruiser smirked and raised a fist, then strode down the aisle toward the ring. Tonight she was set for a triple threat match, far from what she was used to, though it made plenty of sense. Diana Accera had taken it upon herself to interrupt an autograph session featuring Kishima and Suzumi Ishikawa, which had quickly led to a brawl after the Italian took a step way too far with her taunting. The bomber fully intended to show Diana just how bad she’d fucked up that day. But of course there was Suzumi to consider as well. Kishima had no issue with her fellow ex-Angel at all, even considered her somewhat of a friend. But Suzumi had just as much reason to want to get at Diana as Kishima did. It was every woman for herself, and the Lariat Queen planned to emerge as the victor, but her primary target undoubtedly was Diana, and she felt pretty sure Suzumi would share that sentiment.

Once she climbed through the ropes and entered the ring, the orange-clad warrior immediately went into her corner, then hopped lightly back and forth on the balls of her feet as she waited for Suzumi and Diana to join her in the ring. This was a fight she’d been looking forward to since the day she’d met the Italian, and it couldn’t start soon enough.

Suzumi Ishikawa made her way out towards the ring as her music played throughout the arena. The fans roared as the somewhat ditzy submission wrestler walked down to the ring. Suzumi climbed up on the apron and turned around to blow kisses to the crowd before she climbed through the ropes.

Bomber was leaning in her corner waiting as Suzumi entered. Suzumi gave her a focused look as she entered the ring. Suzumi liked Bomber and looked up to her. While Suzumi was trying to climb to the top, Bomber was already at the top during their Wrestle Angels days. Suziumi had been on a roll, and didn't want to see it end. She would make Diana tap out tonight, she was sure of it. After posing a bit in the middle of the ring to further incite the crowd, raising the noise level, Suzumi finally leaned back in a corner and looked over at Bomber. "Like, I know you totally want to go at Diana but she's gonna tap out in a Tsunami Sleeper. Your lariat is totally nasty and all but I got this one tonight." Suzumi said with a confident wink. She couldn't let Bomber think that her size and power intimidated Suzumi at all. Even if Suzumi had no desire to get caught up in the powerful slams of either of her opponents...

Finally emerging, equip in her as ever revealing wrestling attire; what could only be described as a 'wrestling bikini;' Diana confidently paced through the entrance curtain onto the ramp. The speed of her pace somewhat moderate, taking her time in analysing the two women in the ring, as 'Monster' blasted down the speakers. The crowd as ever was mixed in their opinion of the woman; sure, she was a bitch, but she fought with somewhat of a clean wrestling style filled with passion.

Stopping just prior to enter the ring, she'd look between the two former Angels before her. She'd tut, grunting under her breath before throwing a cocky sly smile.

"So that's how it is..." She'd mutter, aware of the fact that a 'free-for-all' match could very much be two pissed Angels beating all sense out of a cocky rookie.

Eventually she'd slide in, somewhat quickly rising with a jump to aid her, her buxom toned figure bouncing. She'd once more scan between the two women, her sly smile still on.

There was no beating a numbers game, but she'd be damned sure to take a bite out of either woman should the match go that way.

Kishima stretched her arms and legs out when Suzumi made her entrance next, and returned the Tsunami’s gaze as she entered the ring. “Heh. Much as I’d like to see that, I’m the one who’s gonna be taking her head off tonight.” Kishima replied equally confidently. She knew Suzumi was good, even if her time in Wrestle Angels hadn’t been a perfect showing of her potential. But a lot of that hadn’t been her fault, and her recent string of success here in AFW had been proof enough of that. It had been years since these two former Angels had met in a ring. Last time Kishima had walked out victorious, and despite the addition of a third combatant, she intended for the same happen tonight.

When Diana’s music hit Kishima glared down the entranceway while the smug Italian strode down the aisle. The bomber stopped stretching, and just waited. Once the final combatant was in, it was finally almost time to get this show on the road. She’d made the mistake of screwing with the ex-Angels, and now Kishima was thoroughly looking forward to making her regret it.

When the bell rang Kishima’s gaze briefly traveled back and forth between Suzumi and Diana, as if cautiously checking to see what either of them would do first. But having been an experienced tag team competitor, she understood the feeling of sharing the ring with someone against a common enemy, and that’s exactly what this felt like. A small grin tugged at the bomber’s lips as she glanced at Suzumi one more time, then she bolted right toward Diana, throwing a toe kick out at the Italian’s toned abs.

To her somewhat surprise, Diana didn't find herself the victim of an assault before the match was officially under way. Considering she had effectively ruined both women's signing day, Kishima more so that Suzumi, she would of put money on such an event happening. Surely enough though, as soon as the bell rung, the more aggressive former-angel shot in.

Somewhat precariously sliding her back into a corner, knowing full well that standing in the open ring with what was most likely to be a two on one was suicide, Diana would throw a typical defence with arms mid height. With Kishima's kick rising, the end of her foot caught the Italian's own forearms somewhat roughly. The block prevented the move from being sharp and painful, but the force of the powerful woman sent Diana's own back somewhat harshly into the turnbuckle.

She'd respond with simply trying to shove the leg away, arms coming up in more of a boxer pose. From there, she'd try to egg Kishima to come yet again, seemingly attempting the tactic of trying to make Kishima exhaust herself!

Suzumi saw as Diana had blocked Kishima's kick fairly effectively, but was not one to sit by and watch things unfold. As Diana blocked, Suzumi ran forward in a line right at Diana! She might not have had the power of these other two ladies but she made up for it with a good balance that included more speed than either of these women likely could muster! "Girl, you like totally forgot ab out me. Big mistake!

Suzumi jumped up and flew right at Diana, extending her legs and trying to hammer her with a flying dropkick to the upper chest or face!

The bomber’s kick may not’ve found its target, but it at least succeeded in making sure Diana was nice and pinned back up against the corner turnbuckles. Kishima’s leg was shoved back, but she quickly caught her balance, then quickly started to advance back in to try to break apart Diana’s defense!

...That is, until she heard Suzumi call out from the side, along with the sound of rapidly approaching footsteps. A split second glance in the Tsunami’s direction was enough to warn the Bomber to get out of the way, and she did exactly that, taking a lunging step backward and giving Suzumi a clear flying zone to try to blast right into Diana with her dropkick!

Forced well and truly into the corner, Diana's somewhat admitted stupidity put her in the mindset that she simply had to deal with one opponent, rather than two. By the time she remembered her predicament, Kishima had already taken a brisk step back, giving space for the charge that was about to come.

Her arms still somewhat up from the taunting motion, she'd find them shoved somewhat brutally back into her own face as Suzumi decided to give her a airborne boot-full. Head snapping back from the force of her own arms colliding, she'd fall to a knee, grunting, head falling down with her. Taking a somewhat hefty breath with her right hand clutching the middle rope, she'd try to then raise her head, to give a defiant look at the former-angels now both in front of her. She dared not to smile and antagonize further, her cheek already somewhat swelling from the manoeuvre.

Kishima winced through a grin when Suzumi’s dropkick blasted Diana. Even if the Italian had been holding up something of a guard, that still looked like it had to have hurt. The bomber could respect Diana’s fighting spirit as the woman looked defiantly at them, but she had no plans of showing any mercy, especially not this early.

“Still glad you picked this fight?” Kishima asked tauntingly while reaching to grab Diana by the head so she could quickly yank her up and try to roll her forward into a sitting position with a snapmare. From there she’d want to press her knee against Diana’s back while using her hands to put the girl in a chinlock. On top of giving the Italian some more pain to deal with, that would hopefully leave her torso wide open for an attack from Suzumi.

Suzumi saw her opening and took her chance! She took a step back before moving forward again, swinging her foot into Diana's chest as hard as she could to deliver a hard soccer kick right to the muscular womans abdomen! "You totally should know better than to pick fights like this! Its like, way stupid!" Suzumi scolded as she eagerly put the boots to Diana!

She normally didn't like this sort of thing, but Diana had given them little choice. Still, it would only be a matter of time before Kishima and Suzumi did face off... such was the nature of these matches. Such was also the nature of two women who hated losing even if it was losing to a somewhat friend!