Mercy Wrenn Vs. Trixie Lasek

Match Type: Standard
Winning Conditions: Pinfall, Submission or Knockout

Laaadiees and Gentlemen! Welcom back for tonight's opening bought! I'm Eva "Suguar" White here as always in the broadcast booth, getting ready to call tonight's action. Our first bout is a standard match between two, well, inexperienced wrestlers. No, we're not bringing you a kawaii match tonight, though neither competitor is terribly big! I also hesitate to use the word "Rookie" on both girls as one has been in the league for quite some time, though both of them are making their sophomore endeavor in tonight's bout!" Eva smiled at the Camera as it panned past her to reveal Brittany Luvve.

"However, let's not bury the lead here! Tonight, sitting next to me is the current World Title holder, Ms. Brittany Luvve! Beautiful as always but..." Eva turned and smiled at Brittany. "An unusual place for the champ to be seated, wouldn't you say? Don't tell me your scouting out these two wrestling newbies for a shot at that shiny title of yours, eh?" Eva chuckled.

"Anyway, Mercy Wrenn is a rather infamous girl in the league despite only having one match. She's been seen with you recently at your matches and during your promos so naturally you've come to cheer for your valet, right?" Before Brittany could respond, Eva turned and looked at the camera. "For those who may not know, Mercy Wrenn started out as an assistant for our General Manager and then moved to become a long time assistant of our Chief of Talent Relations, Ms. Rally Fortuna before being unceremoniously fired by the General Manager. She had one match where she defeated and disgraced a young blonde beauty named Cheerleader Lilly which, by all accounts was a proxy fight between Kelly Conway and Taylor Parker, both of which have been long time nemesis of the current champ." Eva flashed Brittany a knowing wink.

"Trixie Lasek made her debut recently, being thoroughly humiliated by another "rookie." An older former school teacher named Yuu Abe, who taught her quite a sexy lesson about wrestling." Eva fully turned back to Brittany. "So, Ms. Luvve, I'll let you have the floor? What do you say to all of this? I've also heard there's a little "private" stipulation at play here? Care to let me, and our lovely viewers at home in on it?"

Brittany sat next to Eva White as she did her introduction. Brittany was wearing her usual ring attire with her championship belt sitting right in front of her on the announcers table. Brittany would flash the camera a smile as she was introduced by Eva but Brittany still didn't say anything as she let Eva continue on. Brittany's face would remain a mask of cocky arrogance as Eva mentioned the two wrestlers backgrounds and career exploits.

Brittany would look into the camera as Eva motioned for her to share her thought. Thank you Eva. I am here tonight to watch my small accomplice try to achieve something tonight. However, i am also interested in this Trixie. These two girls have a lot on the line tonight as the winner will receive a nice sum of money from me to give them both a little extra incentive to win." Brittany would say as she watched the ring intently. "But let us not dwell on me too much. I am interested in seeing this match get started and just how these two almost "rookies" deal wiht each other tonight."

"Ahhh, interesting! You've put up a purse of your own, I'm sure it will make them wrestle extra hard for you! However, I am curious about what you see in Trixie. You DID see her last match, r-"

Eva was cut off by the flash of the arena lights and the music that accompanied it. From the back came a rather annpyed Mercy wrenn, dressed up in the attire she had been wearing since she joined Brittany. "Fricken porn music..." She muttered as she glared at where she thought the speakers were.

She had been down this ramp so many times in her life and she always had butterflies, even when she was doing business and bullying giant, roided up brutes with her position under Rally, but this time she was pretty nervous. She never liked wrestling. She HATED wrestling and even though she was pretty sure she was going to kick Trixie's punk ass, she was still nervous. Brittany was watching. The WORLD was watching, Angel was watching. Maybe even some others too. She tried not to think about it. She had to focus on fighting Trixie. If she lost to the skateboarding loser, she was pretty sure she was going to die.

Once she was in the ring, she only spared a glance and half hearted smile to Brittany and then stretched. Feeling herself get as limber as she was going to, she flopped against the turnbuckle and tried not to catch the eye of any of the audience members as she looked around the Arena.

Mercy wasn't the only one trying to avoid catching someone's eye. Sitting in the audience, wearing her usual grey hoodie, with it's hood pulled up over her head, was Angel. The former champion was trying to stay incognito, trying not to gather too much attention as she kept an eye on the ring, an annoyed look on her face.

Truthfully, she had wanted to be at ringside. She had wanted to be closer. She hated this entire situation, and she hated that Mercy had gotten roped into this stupid match. The whole situation was bothering her. She had tried to talk her lover out of things, but the pinkette wouldn't budge, and Angel couldn't talk her out of the match. So, she had done the only right thing to do, and tried her best to train and help prepare Mercy for this.

She sat there, a couple rows back from the front row, and watch as her lover slipped into the ring. She was going to be there for Mercy, even though the woman had told her to stay back and keep away tonight. She was ready, and if anything, anything happened to Mercy, she planned on being there for her lover.

Trixie was rolling her eyes, sighing and just acting out a lot backstage as she had to hear all the hoo-rah that this match was generating from all the AFW people like this was some big event. It wasn't. It was just a chance for Trixie to beat up a wuss, make herself feel better, earn some cash and then work her way to teaching Yuu Abe a lesson.

She was a little nervous about the Friction champion being there but played it cool and not long after Mercy entered the ring, the ring crew set up a small half pipe that stood just before the ring. That was Trixie's cue.

Ring Attire:

"Bloodstains" by Agent Orange began to play as Trixie Lasek came rolling down the ring with her skate board, cruising down the ramp at high speeds before hitting the half pipe and flying high into the air, sailing over the top rope, grabbing her broad from under her feet in mid air and coming down into a perfect landing in the center of the ring in front of a very impressed crowd that she'd take a bow for!

She then turned to Mercy and grinned before flipping her the bird. "You're dead, spaz! Like, about to be totally, fucking, burger meat!" Trixie taunted before she ditched her board and stood in her corner with her fists up, scowling at Mercy.

"And here comes Trixe!" Eva said as the skater rolled down the ramp and made her flashy entrance.

Mercy just rolled her eyes and yawned, trying to be as unimpressed as she could, even while her brow suddenly furrowed. Mercy had just had the realization that Trixie reminded her of someone rather distasteful but the pinkette couldn't place it.

"What an impressive feat! It's a wonder that she's decided to go pro in wrestling and not skateboarding!" Eva grinned sheepishly. "From what I've seen of both of them, she'd have a better time making the X-Games!" Eva then turned towards Brittany.

"So, champ, you said you were interested in Trixie? What about her piques your interest? Perhaps you have a bit of a fetish for nubile young girls?" Eva said with a cheeky grin. "Or, did you mean talent wise? If that's the case, please explain!"

"Jamie Valentine!" Mercy suddenly blurted out. "You little shit." Mercy said and wagged her finger at Trixie. "Now I know who you remind me of! I can't stand you skating punks! You're probably a thief too!" Mercy continued to chastise the young skater. "You need jail time more than a beat down, but I'll be happy to kick your ass! Get ME fired, will you!" Mercy said the last bit completely out of the blue, mixing signals a bit as she thought about how her mess of a life had come to this point. Things were going so well but then the contract and the ficus and the Batman...

When the bell rang Mercy burst from her corner and sprinted at Trixie. Her cheeks were red and her eyes surprisingly fiery. She had the look of a pro: graceful and valiant. Unfortunately when she lunged at Trixie, she did not go for a lock up or a drop kick or some impressive feet of wrestling.

Her hand shot out for Trixie's pretty, black hair to try and get hold of it so she could aim a blistering slap at the nubile skater!

"Yaaaaah!"

Trixie was startled by Mercy's sudden outburst. "H-Huh?" Just who in the world was the pinkette talking about. "Who the hell are you talking about!?!? Are you retarded or something!? She heard some of this stuff before. Skate punk who should be in jail, Trixie brushed it off, but when Mercy talked about getting fired, Trixie just recoiled.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT!?!??" She spat before the bell rang and Mercy came charging, something Trixie honestly didn't expect! This was supposed to be easy! And now this pinkette was charging her! Scaring her! Trixie could only watch in horror as the fearsome Mercy Wrenn charged at her in a fury!

"OH GAWD!!" Trixie cried dramatically before she saw Mercy right in front of her just seconds before she was struck hard across the face. "BWAH!!"

The slap sent the taste out of Trixie's mouth, her face turning to the side as spit flew. The blow hit so hard she stumbled back violently and flopped right out of the ring, tumbling over the ropes and hitting the apron before falling onto the hard padded floor on the outside, feeling the horrid burn on her cheek that made her eyes water.

"Y-You're crazy, man!" She cried as she stumbled up to her feet frantically and rushed the time keeper's table, no longer interested in fighting this crazed pink bitch who could actually put up a fight!

"Later!" She spat and took off with her board, kicking her way up the ramp and zooming past everyone to flee from battle as the ref began to count Trixie out.

"SEVEN..!"

"EIGHT...!"

"NINE...!"

Trixie didn't look back, she only picked a fight with Mercy because she thought it'd be easy and to her mistake, it wasn't and she was done fighting.

"TEN!!" The ref girl called for the bell and immediately raised Mercy's hand.

"WINNER BY COUNT OUT... MERCY WRENN!!"