Queen of the Mountain Match

There was a lot going on. Eka could hear it, and she could hear the crowd's reaction to it. She was still dizzy from having rolled a few times, and still in pain because of the hits she had taken so far. But she reckoned that the focus was off of her. It was perhaps not that befitting for her to sneak her way to a win, but the Georgian girl just reckoned that she was being smart. She figured that she was not in one of Tokyo's best universities for nothing, after all.

Slowly, she pushed off of the ground. Her blue eyes stayed glued to the hill. She figured that if she did not look at anyone, she would not get anyone's attention. It didn't really matter if she got grabbed from behind, she reckoned. Any progress up the slope was going to be progress. When she got all the way up, she took a deep breath in, and tried to shrug off the pain and doubt and dizziness that she was feeling. She had already climbed Mount Fuji. This was going to be paltry compared to that.

The first few steps were nervous ones, and she wobbled from side to side. But as soon as she found her step, she started sprinting up to the ring at the top of the hill. Her dark hair flew behind her, and the distance she was gaining was coming in leaps and bounds.

Artemis was heavier than she looked on screen. That was the first thing Risako thought as she hoisted the other girl up, lifting the actress up for a piledriver. A part of her wanted to comment that she really liked her in The Knight's Apprentice, and that that one scene with the dying horse had almost made her cry, but sadly she had time for few pleasantries in this match. Hopefully, afterwards, if Ms Armstrong was still conscious and not too sore at her, she might just get around to asking for an autograph.

As she slammed Artemis down, however, she felt something slam into the side of her skull. Colours danced across her vision, and the next thing she knew she was rolling along the side of the hill, clutching her head. "Ummph..." Mimi. Of fucking course it had to be Mimi. Clutching her head and trying to shut out the ringing, Risako tried to get her bearings straight and push herself up to her knees...

Mimi's knee smacked straight into the head of Panther Risako, that ought to show her old rival what happened if she was taken lightly. Moving up towards her feet, Mimi Yoshihara would roll her shoulders and quickly turn her attention up towards the hill, seeing the raven haired beauty start to sprint her way up towards the top.

The green clad Mimi would do all she could do sprint right after, trying to catch up. The Speedy Magic Grappler aimed to try and get right in behind Eka should she be fast enough to catch up. Trying to wrap her arms around that waist and attempt to lift the slightly bigger woman up off of her feet and swing her backwards down the hill and a wide arching German Suplex attempt!

Laura had taken way longer than she meant to while recovering. She'd just been so dizzy that she decided to stay down and avoid detection while the rest of the combatants went at it. Apparently this was a good plan because Laura was left alone as she laid face down in the grass. The former olympian was tired of taking a backseat to the action, though. She wanted to get right back into the middle of things as she pushed herself up and started to ascend the hill.

Noticing that Eka was climbing up, the brawny grappler would start to sprint after the dark haired woman. Now Laura was hardly the fastest woman, but she was doing alright to catch up. Eka had been stumbling at first, too, so the medalist would quickly try to make up for lost time by diving at her opponent's legs IF she managed to get close enough. Hopefully, Laura would manage to trip Eka up by latching one hand onto her ankle as she was sprinting up the hill to the ring on top of it.

Nope. She wasn’t feeling all that great about her progress in this match so far.

This wasn’t your traditional match, of course, the rules especially. Someone stays in the ring for a time, and it resets the moment someone gets thrown out. Seemed pretty forgiving for someone playing it safe, not willing to nosedive into the fight. Let the other people tire themselves out. Sound in theory, maybe. Not so much in action, as the former actress was quickly finding out. Likely a luxury of being the biggest fish in a small pond.

There was some ruckus going on beside her, but Artemis was a bit too focused on dulling the pain in her back to give it much mind. With a couple shakes of her head, she rolled herself around to her front before putting her palms on the grass and pushing back up to one knee. She groggily brought her head up to catch a glimpse of what was going on, though she didn't need that much to go on. Everyone was making a charge up the hill for the ring, seemingly converging on the mountaineer to take the lead from her mid-ascent.

At first, Artemis only furrowed her brows as she groggily stood back up and prepared to chase after them. None of them were that far away, but she wasn't the exactly in a running mood, nor the fastest powerhouse on the roster. It'd be a demanding climb to catch up with her fellow wrestlers, only to get knocked back down again. But then, a lightbulb went off inside her head. An idea quickly took shape in her head as she stopped after a single step, taking notice of the downed Risako right beside her. How she ended up like that she wasn't sure, but the green Wrestle Angel darting away from them certainly had something to do with it. A blessing in disguise, it seemed, as Artemis quickly thought of a way to kill two birds with one stone.

Crouching down, she went to a grab a handful of Risako’s lovely mane and while snaking her other hand underneath her stomach. With a quick left up and over while ducking her head, she’d move the hand from her stomach to between the Queen of Queen’s legs, wrapping it around her left thigh. Not a second after, she’d let go of her grip on her immaculate strands and instead wrapped it around Risako’s neck, putting her in a torture rack hold.

But that was only a start. Without a second to waste, she’d charge up the hill with a rush of adrenaline, putting those long legs to use on her ascent. Her breathing seemed to get faster and harder, building the anticipation up to a peak. The climax came when she suddenly stopped, much to the audience’s surprise. She hadn’t reached them yet. Must have been some thirty feet away if the slope of the hill was taken out of the question. What exactly was she thinking?

“Do me a favor. Stretch out as long as you can.” Was the only hint Panther would receive to that question as Artemis looked over her shoulder with a wide grin. Suddenly, she’d unravel the arm around Risako’s neck, instead clamping her hand down on the back of her neck. Not enough to crush, but only to hold her steady. She’d do the same to her thigh, clamping down on the back of her leotard before she went to lift the former champion off her shoulders and high above her head. “Sorry by the way!” Not really. Payback for the body drop. Reeling herself backward just enough to keep herself from tumbling back down the hill, Artemis would attempt to spring forward like a catapult and launch the Queen of Queen’s towards the converging trio, sending her like a meteorite through the air to crash into the oblivious sprinters.

Eka's eyes were wet. She was running so fast, so ardently, that the wind was beginning to be a factor now. The ring high above her was becoming a tad blurry but her blue eyes were locked dead ahead. Behind her there was a great and terribly commotion, and Eka did what she could to ignore it. She recognized that the good times were not going to last forever, and the thundering to her back meant that someone was getting awfully close. The only thing was, she did not realize exactly how close until it was too late.

A few things happened in quick succession, and the Georgian girl was entirely unprepared for all three. The first thing that happened was something hitting her foot. It felt like a hand trying to latch on to her, but her legs were pumping too quickly for the person to grab on. That provided little solace to her as she stumbled. The thing about moving quickly was that any little movement to your detriment was likely to throw your motion totally out of whack, it was only through the grace of her putting her hand down that she did not become even more acquainted with the hill.

That, however, was just the beginning of her trouble. Her stumble caused her to rapidly decelerate, which gave someone else enough time to catch up to her and wrap their arms around the dark-haired girl. Eka yelped as she was lifted into the air, and brought back down to the hill in a few fluid motions. Her shoulders hit the hill first, and they hit the hill hard. Eka winced as she flopped down from the pain, the gentle slope of the hill causing her to roll over after she had touched the ground. Her blue eyes saw clearly now, and her body registered the immense pain of the blow.

Finally, she saw something just short of miraculous. Artemis, the biggest of the group by far, was attempting to launch another of her opponent in Eka's general direction. Eka's blue eyes went wide with fear. There was only so much she could do at this point, so Eka covered her body with her arms and legs and prayed to the old gods of the mountains for the best.

Risako loved Mimi. She really did. The brunette was like the bratty little sister that she had never had. That didn't change the fact that now she was going to kick Mimi's fucking face in. Once she got up, that was, she mentally added. So far none of the other competitors had gotten any hits in against her, which gave her an edge that--

She gasped as her purple hair was yanked, pain shooting through her scalp as she was pulled up. The next thing she knew, she was being hoisted across Artemis' shoulders, her slender back arching her powerful opponent as she was quickly locked in a trophy rack. "Nunn...have to...do better than that..." came her almost immediate, albeit muffled, response to the powerful blonde. She wondered why on earth Artemis was going for a submission hold when the win conditions were...

...oh. Oh crap.

In desperation, Risako shot an elbow down at Artemis, But it was far too late. She was flung like a (hopefully very elegant) slingshot at the assembled wrestlers opposite her. She slammed into someone, she wasn't sure who, and then there was pain. Next she knew, she was crumpling to the ground in a fur clad mess, hair sprawling around her head as she lay staring up at the sky, sucking air through her clenched teeth as her back, ribs and forearms all blared with pain.

And just like that, she was in trouble.

Mimi Yoshihara was currently trying to make it up the hill and into the ring but it seemed as if two others had the same thing in mind, she had little time to do so or even try in doing so however as the biggest of the competitors in this match seemed to have something else planned. 

The green clad woman clearly had no idea what was going to happen until she saw the frame of Risako, the legendary wrestler of Wrestle Angels being thrown as if it was nothing other than a rag doll being forced to fly into the air and thrown right upon herself and the other two. 

Mimi would cry out as she had just barley been able to cross her arms in front to take the brunt of Risako's body crashing into her!

Laura had successfully managed to bring Eka down by grabbing her ankle, which put her in the perfect position to be suplexed by the smaller Mimi. Laura thought about going after Mimi after she slammed the mountain woman, but soon an unidentified flying panther took care of them both. AKA…a UFP…which sounded so dumb in Laura’s head that she couldn’t dare say it out loud even as a joke. Honestly she felt pretty silly just coming up with it in her head.

“ACK! Damn…where did…what…what hit me…” she groaned after being hit by Risako’s body, which was now sprawled out on top of her. Laura was pretty surprised that the purple haired woman had been flung up the hill. Normally one would be throw down it, but apparently Artemis had the strength to do the opposite with ease.

A meteor struck the side of the hill, and more specifically, a particular Georgian girl upon said hill. Eka's whole body lit up with pain, and for the most part, she was amazed that she could feel an even greater pain after the suplex. The groan that escaped her lips only added to the cacophony of pain that sounded out from the hillside, her own voice being a lovely soprano in the symphony of mayhem. Eka rolled over onto her front, accidentally getting a mouthful of grass. She spat it out, and tried to push herself up from the hillside.

The first attempt failed. The second attempt did a little bit better, but she still found herself very closely acquainted with Mother Earth. Finally, after a wobbly, gruelling, painstaking attempt, Eka stood up. She did not know how long she had taken, and she did not really care enough to find out. She was halfway up the hill, and doing what she could to keep her head on a swivel, so that she did not get tripped up again. That was the start of all of this mess, she realized, and she was on the lookout to make sure that no one made her slip again.