Heavenly Mini Challenge!: Asuka and Chisato Matsui VS ????

Tonight the heavenly army would be splitting up in their conquest of AFW. The sisters Chisato and Asuka Matsui would be making their own mini challenge to the friction locker room to help the group gain some momentum. The two women were wearing their white one pieces and boots as always, while Asuka alone was wearing some MMA gloves as well. Chisato was nervous at the moment, but her sister was as confident as ever, something the youngest soldier always admired. So slapping her own cheeks lightly, the lil angel would get herself into a fighting spirit, and start bouncing on her feet to get pumped.

“Come on Asuka! Let’s go do our best!” she would say in a determined tone.

“Yeah! Whoever shows up won’t know what hit them!” the muscular lioness would shout as the two high-fived each other before rushing towards the entrance.

HIGHER POWER by BOSTON would blast through out the arena as the two women came out running. The duo was waving to their fans as they head towards the ring. Then as they reached it, Asuka and Chisato would slide right under the bottom rope before getting hopping up back on their feet. The two would continue to wave to the fans for a little bit longer before being handed mics by the crew.

“Hello everyone! How are you doing tonight!?” Asuka would shout as she pointed towards the large crowd. “Like my Lil’ sis here...I’ll keep this short and sweet!” the lioness would say with a chuckle as she pointed at her now blushing sister. Chisato wasn’t mad, though. She was just a bit shy and being called short and sweet made her a little embarrassed, but also happy. The crowd would laugh as a result of Asuka’s joke, but would calm down quickly so that the muscular woman could continue talking.

“We’re issuing a challenge to the locker room! Whoever wants to take on me and my sister at the same time in a handicapped match come on out! We’ll give you a fight you’ll never forget!” Asuka would state confidently before looking at Chisato for her input.

“Oh uh…what she said!” the Lil’ angel would shout as she puffed out her chest to look confident. All it did though was make her look cuter to the crowd who was clapping for her more than ever.

Spoiler:

Several unanswered seconds would pass by with seemingly no one backstage willing to accept the inherently disadvantageous match-up...all before pitch black darkness descended upon the arena and the ghastly chorus of D.B.'s macabre theme encompassed the arena. Grisly and morose images of deathly symbols appearing on the Titantron would be the main source of illumination for the previously exuberant arena, now having settled to an eerie sense of awe. D.B.'s wide-brimmed hat on her lowered head kept a part of her face hidden from sight as the deathly bunny girl trudged out from behind the curtains with her hands in her tattered trench-coat pockets.

The silenced audience eventually letting out intermittent cheers from who was still a polarizing figure in AFW due to her substantial role in the retirement of several fan favorite wrestlers. D.B. was nevertheless growing a cult following due to her vicious fighting style, iconic and..well, wholly marketable attire. Thanks largely to her floppy bunny ears being a number one seller and noticed sporadically amongst the AFW faithful in the audience.

After striding down the ramp and up the steel steps before stepping through the ring ropes, D.B.'s tipping off of her hat would signal the house lights to brighten up the arena and for her theme to fade away. Her dead-eyed gaze never wavering from the sisterly team dressed in white as she than unfurled her tattered trench-coat, revealing the sinful appeal of her skimpy hot pants jeans and white cotton top clinging to her naturally curvaceous body. After handing off her hat and trench-coat to the workers at ringside, D.B. took some time to gloss over the brightly attired duo before striding forward to meet them in the middle of the ring.

"Alright than, color me intrigued. But if at any point you feel like the odds are stacked too high, and you think this whole setup is too disadvantageous and wholly unfair...just let me know. And I promise to hold back and give you ladies a fighting chance..." D.B. sneered menacingly with a darkly smirk while pulling down on the wrist of one of her own MMA gloves while extending her fingers into the air...

The two sisters would watch as the lights suddenly went out in the arena, and when they returned, Chisato was hugging on tightly to Asuka's muscular build. They then noticed the unholy bunny of death herself had come to accept their challenge...known widely as the infamous Death Bunny.

So as the dark figure made her way towards the ring, Asuka would simply pat her lil sister's head to try to calm her down. Chisato was pretty nervous, however. She'd always hated the black out moments. Not because she was afraid of the dark, but because she'd had a bad experience with one when the heavenly army was ambushed by some of their most hated enemies. This was just one woman, though. So that made the little angel a bit less scared.

When Death Bunny arrived however, that menacing look on her face only made things worse.

Asuka on the other hand looked perfectly fine as Hell's favorite bunny walked up to them in the middle of the ring. The fact that her sister was clinging to her waist wasn't a big help, but the lioness wasn't intimidated their opponent! Sure she was tough looking, had a smoking hot bod, and seemed overly confident about winning...but none of that mattered to the muscular woman!

"HA! We'll see who goes easy on who, bunny ears! Right Sis!?" Asuka would declare confidently while pointing at Death Bunny. Chisato went blank faced for a solid three seconds when her big sister put hr on the spot. So mustering all her courage, the lil angel would let go of her sister, puff out her chest, and shout out the toughest thing she could think of.

"RIGHT! Bring it on Cotton Tail!" Chisato would roar as she taunted D.B. to come at her. Of course she also took a step back...making it seem like she wasn't as confident as she wanted to be seen as.

"You heard her! Bring it on!" Asuka would say as she got into a grappling position with her hands raised. Meanwhile, Chisato would notice her sister's stance and get into one of her own with her fists balled up.

Ominous overconfidence aside, D.B. knew better than to assume that this was going to be anything less than a substantial challenge for her. She knew that it takes a certain level of foolhardy recklessness to willingly put yourself in a match as inherently one-sided as this one and expect to walk away with an easy win. But being on the shelf for months thanks to everyone's favorite blonde-haired, muscle-headed Swede meant that D.B. was thirsty for ripe challenges to sharpen her dulled edge.

And what better opportunity could she have asked for than for two members of an elite wrestling faction separating themselves from the rest of their wolf pack to start slinging out open challenges. D.B.'s only regret perhaps being that the rotund leader of this so-called army wasn't around for the bunny girl to get an appraisal of her herself...

D.B. narrowed her soulless eyes on the retreating, plucky angel barely digging up the gumption to stand beside her muscular sister and adopt the closest thing to a wrestling stance she could. She zeroed in on Chisato with a chilling, unsettling glare as if she was seeing right through her false courage before redirecting her glare right back to Asuka.

"...It's a sister's job to protect her younger sibling from danger. And you're failing at that job by putting her up against me..." D.B. stated menacingly while crouching slightly into her own grappling stance. But once the bell would ring, D.B. would go into a rampaging bull charge that had her ducking low to cup the back of Asuka's toned thighs. The bunny girl gnashing her teeth in her bid to lift and plow Asuka back first into the corner turnbuckle while digging her shoulder into Asuka's taut abdomen...stampeding past Chisato altogether.

Asuka and Chisato stood ready for the bunny eared reaper to come at them. Both women were going to give D.B. a fight she would not forget because win or lose, they had a statement to make. Chisato was getting a bit more confident by trash talking with her big sis, but when their opponent said Asuka was failing at her job as a sister, the angel's mouth turned into a perfect 'O' in shock. Besides the fact that she thought D.B. was completely wrong, one thing someone should never, ever, EVER do was to judge the way she looked out for her little sis. And sure enough, after looking at her sister's face, Chisato could tell that Asuka was pissed.

The lioness was glaring at D.B. as soon as the words came out of her mouth. Enraged by her opponent's bold statement, she'd then try to stomp forward and scold the demon bunny. Maybe even poke her chest a few times to really drive in the point. Before she could say anything, though, the woman charged forward and lifted Asuka up by her thighs while running. Using her shoulder as a ram, D.B. would pound the elder sister into the corner with a thud. The muscular woman would grunt out as her back collided against the corner turnbuckles. It'd take a few seconds, but Asuka would quickly try to get her arms up and try to latch onto her opponent before another attack could come.

Chisato meanwhile was stunned by the fact that she had been ignored. It felt like the killer bunny didn't even consider her a threat...which was just so embarrassing for the Lil Angel. Cheek blushing, Chisato would ball her fists before charging towards the woman currently attacking her sister before sliding down onto her hands and knees.

"Hey! Down here!" she would shout to Asuka only a foot away from hell's rabbit. To which the lioness would smile before attempting to shove D.B back a few feet so that she'd trip over Chisato and fall right on her butt! That would surely be embarrassing for the woman, and make the sister duo smile at the sight of their payback!

D.B.'s morbid candor in regards to her rather frank critiquing of Asuka's responsibilities as a sister wasn't without it's due justification. Chisato's squirming trepidation while she cowered beside her more strong-willed sister not exactly portraying her as someone who could hold her own in a fight, especially against those with a far more vicious disposition than the macabre lagomorph. standing front of them. Not to mention that seeing a sisterly pairing right before her eyes had unearthed long since dormant memories of her own younger sister, which were all summarily buried once more before D.B. would lose her focus any more than she already had.

Chisato's rather unremarkable first impression along with D.B.'s own unconventional sense of pride fueling her decision to concentrate solely on the clearly more obvious threat amongst this heavenly duo. Starting the match with instant, unrestrained aggression wasn't always D.B.'s method of kicking off a match, but the faster she incapacitated one of her heavenly adversaries, the better. The longer this match was drawn out, the more likely that D.B. would reach her exhaustive limit first considering they could switch out who was on offense and who was resting up at a moment’s notice.

After ramming her shoulder into the crumpled abdomen of the older sibling, D.B. would release her grip from the back of Asuka's thighs and straighten back up for what she intended to be some stiff close-fisted strikes and boots to keep the momentum going in her favor. But once good shove deserved another, and Asuka's sudden retaliatory shove backward had the decidedly comical repercussion of having D.B. tripping and falling backward right on her supple backside before flopping to her back. Chuckling merriment was had all around, except by the grim faced bunny girl staring at the ceiling before tucking and rolling over herself. She arose back to her feet like the living dead with her hollow eyes centered on the Lil Angel whom she had just decided not to ignore any longer.

"Alright than. Your funeral..."

Chisato and Asuka would clap hands after downing the shadowy wrestler. This proved the duo wasn't going to be an easy match...but as the menacing Death Bunny rose from the canvas, both women would be lying if they said it wasn't intimidating. But with the adrenaline running through their veins, neither of them would be frozen in fear for very long.

"You're not going to catch me off guard again, Cotton Tails! HHHAAAA!!!" Asuka would roar as she charged towards their opponent for a standard lock up. "I'll show you who's really in danger here!" she would add, referencing D.B's earlier comment about how she took care of her sister.

Meanwhile, said sister would do plan A of the Matsui fight plan. That being while Asuka had their opponent locked up and distracted, the Lil Angel would prepare a sneak attack! So after sliding under the ropes and onto the ring apron, Chisato would get back up before pulling on the top rope. That way she could spring up onto it and then bounce off of it for a cross-body aimed for the scary bunny lady! Of course, Chisato would go for it right away. First she'd wait until either Asuka was out of the splash zone, or until they were in a position where D.B. would take most of the fall.

Her big sis always told her if there was a shot, take it. And when she didn't, Asuka always scolded her about not taking the shots that put the lioness at risk. Chisato didn't like it, but she'd come to respect her sister's wishes...which was what she'd do right now!

Justifiably peeved from being made to look like a fool by the Heavenly Duo's double-teaming trip and fall technique, D.B. rose back up with grim absolution on her mind and a newfound mindset to go along with it. Showing mercy to the littlest angel was no officially off the table seeing as how it was what caused her comedic pratfall to go down in the first place. The lesson was learned and D.B. was intent on not repeating history so long as she could get back on her feet fast enough that her mistake wouldn't cost her anymore that it already has.

Thankfully D.B. took little damage from the playground shenanigans aside from her battered pride, and was ready and willing to meet Asuka head on in the clenching lock up. Her thighs muscled strained as she leveraged her legs behind her to ensure she wasn't bullied back more than a step or two, the bunny girl staring straight ahead and meeting Asuka's enraged eyes with her own soulless iris'. Though what seemed like a dead even stalemate was interrupted by a cheering crowd being riled by something D.B. wouldn't notice until it flying at her with enough velocity to barrel over both her and Asuka!!

"OopH!" D.B. remained splayed out with the wind knocked out of her from beneath the littlest angel before rolling to the side and out from under her just as the ref would drop to her knees for an attempted pin count. Winded, dazed, and most importantly, severely agitated, D.B. clasped onto the nearby middle rope for the first steps towards maneuvering back to her feet. A prime target for the fledgling angel should she attempt to continue on her offense without her sister...

Asuka had locked her arms onto D.B. as she tried to over power the woman. To her surprise, however, her little sister was now airborne and coming right at them. This had to have happened at least twenty times before, and in almost every match they were in, but the white lioness still didn't see it coming. And apparently D.B. didn't either as she was floored as well when Chisato rained down on them with a thud.

"Ooofff! Ugh...nice landing...sis..."  Asuka would groan as she tried to get out of the pile of wrestlers. Sadly for the duo, D.B. was already rolling away to the ropes by this time.

"Oh no you don't!" Chisato would shout as she got off her sister and started to charge the taller woman who was starting to get back up thank to the ropes.

"Huh? Oh no...Chisato! WAIT!" Asuka would shout realizing that her overeager angel was taking the lead. Something that the lioness never, ever let her lil sister do for many reasons. The obvious one was that D.B. was bigger and stronger than the heavenly armies' Lil' angel. The biggest however, was that Chisato had the worst luck when she went first. It was a poorly kept secret that the smallest soldier in the HWA had a terrible track record that started when she started a 3v3 match, and was eliminated in one minute. And another time, just when they let her go first in their entrance, she tripped on the ramp and the all fell over her.

The army had many superstitions from ladders to black cats, but this was by far their biggest. And despite hurrying back on her feet to catch up with her sister, Asuka could already tell she was too late.

Dodging any incoming high-flyers might have been an option for D.B. had she not been a tad preoccupied with vying for position against her justifiably enraged sibling. Having her arms entangled in the lockup while noticing the free falling Chisato take to the air meant that all D.B. could do was brace for impact with a vacant gaze like a deer in headlights...and at least take solace in the fact that Asuka would be the other bowling pin being knocked over in all of this.

Although rattled and somewhat dazed from it all, D.B. still knew better than to be on her back for too long and instinctually began making some space between her and her heavenly adversaries. She rubbed the back of her bruised head with a bitter snarl as her other hand clenched the middle rope, the macabre bunny girl taking a knee against the ropes when she overheard a chipper voice from the center of the ring.

D.B. glanced in Chisato's direction and pieced things together pretty quickly. Chisato was jumping the gun immensely by blindly rushing towards D.B. without coordinating with her sister to continue their double teaming advantage. As a trainer in her off hours, D.B. always did pride herself on teaching inexperienced wrestlers where they went wrong...in as painful a manner as possible.

*S'right...keep comin...* Remaining prone until Chisato was within two feet of her, D.B. would swiftly sidestep in the angel's diection to close the distance between them. And by doing so she would drape the angel over her shoulder in a fireman's carry. But one that wouldn't last long, as D.B. used Chisato's own forward momentum against her to send her flying over the top rope.