AV 17 Tag Title: Imperial Order (c) vs. Masuyo & Valley Doll

Gwendolyn would not be forgetting, nor forgiving this disrespectful slight anytime soon. It was nothing short of blasphemous for someone of her noble pedigree and pampered prestige to be treated in so callous a manner. She was a regal socialite of noble birth who deserved to be elevated above all of these unwashed peasants...and it was most definitely that mindset of hers that made the vast majority of the audience truly appreciate this moment. These uncouth oafs counting along with every bop of her snooty head until she was unceremoniously dumped to the canvas with a slight wiggle to her pompous backside upon impact.

"Ghhh...Noo crUmpeTs witH mY Tea, Misaki?...." Gwendolyn mumbled her most recent backstage memory with her golden locks splayed around her head. Clearly the heiress was woozy, dazed and dizzied from the pendulum like swaying compounded with her nagging head pains. And she may have stayed that way were it not for the rumblings unfolding around her and causing quite the raucous. Gwen tilted her head up to prop her chin on the canvas, where she spied through half-lidded eyes what Akiha was perpetrating at ringside. Her wrestling instincts kicked into high gear, and Gwen immediately began shuffling up her hands and knees with a flinching groan. Unsure of what she was doing until she was already halfway into doing it.

Luckily, Valley was none the wiser to her stilted movements. And even luckier, Valley was so close that Gwen wouldn't have to do much more than standup and perform her counter. Her left arm would snake under and around Valley's own left arm until Gwen's hand was clamped onto the back of her foe's neck, with her right arm hugging Valley's waist. A up-heaving chuck backward and bucking of her hips all going into Gwen's attempted Half-Nelson suplex, one that was angled to the side so the back of Valley's head received the brunt of the impact.

Stupid, stupid, stupid.

As much as Masuyo was admonishing herself, Valley was slapping herself even harder for losing sight of Akiha. She was the older wrestler here, the one who knew Akiha and Gwen’s tactics, she should’ve been looking out for what the redhead was doing instead of being so focused on punishing the heiress.

Despite what her partner said, she was most definitely not, in any sense of the word, ‘fine’. Akiha was laying her out, cheaply attacking her outside the ring, and Valley was just about to slip outside and do something about it, when she felt familiar arms snaking around her body.

Gwen. Damn it.

Valley squawked as her active opponent lifted her up and took her on a ride, one that ended with the back of her head crashing into the canvas. She hissed and rolled over to her chest, then reached back to nurse her skull while she madly kicked at the ground, raw pain raging in her head.

It was with supreme satisfaction that Gwendolyn turned this match on it's head, and by extension, plant Valley right atop hers with a unique looking suplex that was unsettling to watch. At this point in their extensive but nevertheless maligned title run, the haughty aristocrats had become in-sync when it came to specific in-ring movements. Akiha's job of offering Gwendolyn an opening having gone without a hitch, and the heiress made sure to capitalize masterfully. Be it with a noticeable grimace as she climbed back to her feet.

Gwen straightened out her back with a wince before making eye contact with Akiha, a sly look and a nod towards the other side of the ring being the only signal her partner would need to meet her back in their corner. She wouldn't go alone though as Gwen clasped a handful of Valley's unkempt hair and the back of her trunks to escort her back towards enemy territory on her hands and knees. Wherein Gwen would seat Valley against their turnbuckle and proceed to stomp, stomp, and stomp her boot into the Californian's chest and abdomen before tagging herself out...

Valley would give Imperial Order their due: they were a coordinated pair. Oh, they played dirty, but she’d been in the game long enough to know the difference between doing that and doing that well. Expert timing was the reason Valley found herself getting tugged across the mat, struggling to keep track as Gwen yanked her across the ring.

She was in no fit shape to fight back when Gwen put her in the corner, seating her in a vulnerable position, still woozy from the shocking suplex. She tried to get her arms up, knowing something would be coming her way, but she wasn’t quite quick enough. Boots came raining down, one after the other, slamming into her chest, her stomach, her face, hammering away.

The only relief would becoming from the referee, who was already starting up a count. ”Back off, Gwen!” She called out and held up her hands. ”1! 2!”

Akiha grabbed onto her opponent trunks and hair before sending her head first right into the steel steps.  Seeing her opponent crash into the steel steps head first would cause a smile to appear on her face.  It felt good to get some revenge on her opponent after having the squid thrown in her face.  Hopefully, that would teach Masuyo and everyone else who dared to enter her path a lesson.  

The referee would start to yell at Akiha telling her to get back into her corner, the Japanese wrestler would ignore her.  Instead, the crimson hair crusader attention then shifted towards Valley Doll who seemed to be coming after her.  Well if she wanted a piece of her, Akiha was sure to do so, after all, she owed her some payback after their match.  But before Valley Doll could exit the ring, Gwendolyn would make her move, coming behind Valley Doll and lifting her up a unique style of a suplex.  The Japanese wrestler would watch with glee at the sight of her partner turning things around due to her distraction.

After the impact, the two members of Imperial Order would make eye contact and Akiha would nod her head, the two members were in agreement.  The Japanese Crusader would make her way back but not before attempting to step over Masuyo, trying to part on last final humiliation on her before making her way back to her corner.

The crimson hair crusader would then jump back up into her corner and watch as Gwendolyn began to stomp her opponent several times in the corner.  Gwendolyn would then tag her in, making her way through the ropes, Akiha would continue what her partner started, stomping down on Valley Doll while she was in the corner.  The referee would once again give a warning before starting a count but once she got to the four count, Akiha would stop and then tag Gwendolyn in again.

”Uh! Uh! Guh! Uh! Nuh! Unf!”

Kick after kick after kick after kick after kick after kick after kick after kick after kick after...

Valley found herself trapped in a maelstrom. Gwen’s stomping had been bad enough on its lonesome, but it would’ve been nothing she couldn’t have endured and come back from. Then Akiha came in and took over, and the stomping continued. Then Gwen came in and took over, and the stomping continued. Then Akiha came in and took over, and the stomping continued.

It was just this neverending cyclone of pain, and it got so bad that, after a while, Valley was unable to tell who was doing the stomping, only seeing a white boot heading towards her face. As time went on, all the damage added up, and left the Slamazon gasping against the turnbuckle, wheezing with each breath, utterly spent.

Akiha and Gwendolyn would take turns stomping their opponent, keeping Valley Doll in their corner aa they constantly tag in and out. The kicks would give both members of Imperial Order time to heal up, not that it mattered to Akiha as she was fresh but it would help out her tag partner who took a bit of punishment. The kicks seemed to be really taking the fight out of Valley Doll, this meant the Crimson hair crusader had a huge advantage, as she was fresh while her opponent had been worn down and was gasping for air.

After being done with all the kicks, Akiha would make her way towards the middle of the ring before she began to run and charge towards Valley Doll. As she got closed, she would then jump in the air and bring her knees forward. She would attempt to not only hit her foreign opponent with a shinning wizard but was also planning on sandwiching her head between her knee and the turnbuckle.

How many stomps had Valley taken? It had to be in the upper twenties. She’d stopped counting around fifteen, and it went on for a bit after that. It was nigh impossible for her to count without a replay, but if she had to guess, Akiha and Gwen had been hammering her for around a solid minute. Enough that the audience was booing less because they hated the dirty tactic and more because they were getting bored.

Luckily for them - and unluckily for her - Akiha had a way to break the monotony. As Valley laid in the corner, she could look and see as the redhead stepped back, moving into position near the ring. She had a good idea of what was coming her way, but Valley didn’t have the energy or the timing to avoid it.

Akiha came rushing into, swung her leg, and slammed her knee into Valley’s skull, rocking her brain about on impact. The Slamazon cried out and fell to her side, rubbing her head as she reeled from the hellish blow. It was a struggle to stay conscious after that hit, and it wouldn’t be getting better.

Getting to the center of the ring, Akiha would then sprint ahead and hit Valley Doll with a shinning wizard. The attack connected with her opponent and sent her down to the ground. After taking all those stomps, the Japanese crusader was sure that her opponent couldn't fight back at the moment, so it was the perfect time to now end the match.

Akiha would quickly get back on her feet and attempt to grab both of Valley's legs. If she managed to do so, she would then drag her a bit away from the ropes, still keeping them near the corner but just out of reach. She would then attempt to hook one of Valley legs and lay on top of her, trying to go for the pin attempt. Though part of her wanted to take on Masuyo and teach her a lesson but having Masuyo not even take part of the match at all was also a good way to humiliate her and show them how a real tag team did battle.

Valley was not in the best of ways at the moment, having been stomped so she much she was having trouble remembering her name. But she was still conscious - or conscious-ish, at least. Enough to know she was being dragged by Akiha’s dainty hands, and realize what would be coming her way in a moment if the redhead had a modicum of common sense.

Sure enough, her legs came up, her shoulders hit the mat, and she was pushed down for a tight pin, with the referee dropping nearby to do her job not long after.

”1…!”

Valley tried to kick out at one, but the attempt failed, too winded to nudge her shoulders. She knew she could do it on the second try, though. Was relatively certain. Only one way to be sure.

”2…!”

As the referee began to bring her hand down for the final count, Valley kicked out hard, getting her shoulders up just in time to avoid the executioner’s axe. It was a narrow thing, no getting around that, but she survived. To what end, though, she couldn’t be certain.