Falls Count Anywhere: "Amazon" Alaina Sanders vs. Gwendolyn DuPont-Bettencourt

MATCH TYPE:  Falls Count Anywhere
Victory Conditions:  Pinfall, Submission, Knockout, DQ

Alaina was excited for this match and looked forward to this more than she had any match since she had held the entropy title.  A ring couldn't contain these two.  Hell, she wasn't going to be surprised if the arena couldn't contain them and they ended up brawling in the street out front.  Regardless of where the battle took them Alaina was going to prove to the world that she could defeat Gwendolyn solo.  No triple threat, for Gwendolyn to claim was a handicap match.  No referee for her to pay off.  Also, Alaina couldn't call tag team shenanigans on Gwendolyn.  As much as Alaina hated to say it, Gwendolyn was a skilled, tough wrestler.  She also wanted to prove to herself as much as anyone else that she could take her on.  Dressed up in her tiger print one piece swimsuit the amazon was ready.  She was going to do all in her power to crush Gwendolyn.

In the back of her mind was also Julia. She had defeated one half of the tag team that prevented Sonic Boom from realizing its dream of gold before Julia had to return to the USA. Gwendolyn also played a role in trifling with the promotion Julia's family had run. As satisfying as defeating Akiha had been this was going to be even moreso. Alaina was going to prove herself and get Sonic Boom redemption for Julia.

As her music played Alaina came strutting down the ramp, high living fans and even posing for a picture or two.  She wanted them beyond fired up for this.  They had to be as pumped up as she was.  As they cheered and she fed off the vibes Alaina struck a cute pinup girl pose at the bottom of the ramp before sliding into the ring underneath the bottom rope, bouncing up to her feet and smiling as she waved to the crowd.  

Alaina stood in the dead center of the ring with her arms crossed, staring back up the ramp waiting for Gwendolyn.  She was going to show that woman that the amazon was greater than the aristocrat if it was the last thing she did in a Friction ring.  Alaina would put it all on the line to emerge victorious tonight, and would not have any regard for anything standing between her and a victory.

One does not become the leader of a ridiculously lucrative and immensely powerful multinational conglomerate without religiously adhering to several keys to success in the business world. And one of those core principles passed down in Gwen's aristocratic family was the importance of surrounding oneself with naught but the most capable of underlings, subordinates, and cohorts. Unyielding success means acquiring those amongst your inner circle whom you can inspire to excellence, and in turn, serve their own purpose of becoming integral pawns in her company that can be used for the furtherance of the illustrious Bettencourt family name.

However...there was no point in acquiring such assets if they were only to be picked off one by one by an unruly barbarian making short work of them in some ill-conceived vendetta that Gwendolyn could only ignore for so long. The insufferable Amazon remaining to be a relic from her past that simply refused to stay buried. An irksome reprobate who finds great delight in mocking the vainglorious noblewoman with her inane nickname for her, by consistently interjecting herself into her title reigns, and who has now laid waste to both her right-hand servant Misaki and her tag-team partner Akiha. There were times when a leader needed to get her hands dirty for the betterment of protecting her assets...and Gwendolyn intended for this to be the final time she would need to educate this reprehensible commoner about the futility of daring to challenge those of the upper class~...

The arena would be eventually bathed in a palette of blue and gold from the internal lighting as her monarchical theme irritated the senses of all those in the arena and was already earning the palpable disdain of the vast majority of the audience. Adorned in her frilly blue and gold outfit that clung tightly to her curvaceous frame, Gwendolyn's lavish golden curls bounced with each poised step down the ramp. Her queenly cadence exemplified with her pompous smirk and her royal blue cape flowing behind her as her steadfast entourage served as the human barrier between herself and the booing commoners to her sides. She extended her arms to the side and held her snotty head high in a rich and uppity fashion. The shimmering gold of her tag-team championship belt sparkled brightly around her waist and hopefully reminded Alaina of the title belt she came oh so close to obtaining.

Upon entering the ring by ropes widened by her employees, Gwen came to the middle of the ring to grace the audience with a poised and perfectly performed curtsy as she soaked in the crowd's bitter jeers with smirking glee. She turned around to lock her hazel eyes onto the accursed Amazon a few feet in front of her, Gwendolyn spreading her arms outward while her employees began to carefully disrobe and un-clip her title belt from behind.

"I do hope you are aware what the definition of insanity is, because you consistently practice it by continuing to be an irritating thorn in my side for far too long and even imagining that you can emerge triumphant against me. I care not for whatever paltry reasons you've conjured up in that thick skull of yours to insist on tormenting me to this very day. But I simply cannot abide having my subordinates sent to the infirmary every other week and robbing me of their services. I trust that once I thoroughly defeat you yet again, you can see the folly in challenging those of a simply superior lineage~..."

Alaina watched as Gwendolyn appeared, the disdain in the eyes of the amazon plainly visible to anyone who even made a passing attempt to notice. She stood tall, hands on her hips as Gwendolyn made her way into the ring. She glared and shook her head disapprovingly.

The entourage, the attitude, everything screamed pompous. That was the least of Alaina's irritations regarding the vile woman standing across from her. the amazon crossed her arms and stood tall in the middle of the ring. "Gwendolyn. You throw your money around and act like you are better than everyone, like you somehow deserve more than everyone else. You are full of hot air, nothing more. You tried to ruin Julia's life by threatening to buy out her family promotion. You lord over everyone around you. I think I speak for a lot of people..." Alaian said before looking around the ring at her employees, swinging a pointing finger around at the assembled crowd. "...even some people who are literally afraid to speak, that you need to be put in your place and I will be the woman to do it!" Alaina shouted as the crowd cheered.

The bell rang shortly after and Alaina hopped about, circling Gwendolyn as she looked her over, trying to find a weakness or opening. Alaina suddenly stopped circling and moved in, swinging her arm back and trying to start things off with a fast body punch right to the abdomen of the heiress!

*Tch...well, duh.*

Save for the trivial comment about her being full of hot air, Gwendolyn internally agreed wholeheartedly with every one of Alaina's impassioned accusations and quite frankly didn't see what her blasted point was. A dignified lady of her lavish wealth and resplendent magnificence had every right to treat others however way she deemed fit, and pursue any means at her disposal to dispose of her adversaries. Gwendolyn was less irritated at Alaina's inane allegations and more peeved at the fact that she had just told the Amazon that she couldn't care less for Alaina's reasons for haunting her. Yet she prattled onward...and people accused Gwendolyn of enjoying the sound of her own voice.

Gwendolyn rolled her eyes as her entourage eventually disrobed her and scurried away with her tag title belt in hand, the ring bell clanging sharply in the distance and commencing a circling duet between them. A look of snobbish entitlement on Gwendolyn's pristine face as she pulled down on her padded gloves while stretching out her fingers. While not as intentful as Alaina, Gwendolyn was observing her opponent's movements as well. Enough to the point where once the muscle-headed Amazon came barging towards her, Gwendolyn was able to swiftly sidestep and pivot off of her feet to dodge Alaina's gut punch, and attempt a spin kick to the back of the Amazons' knee.

Alaina stepped up swinging, only for Gwen to move nimbly to the side! As the amazon hit nothing but air ahe felt a sharp pain in the back of her knee, sending her stumbling forward and in front of Gwendolyn! "Are th! Damn it you rich snobby...." Alaina grumbled, unable to complete her thought.

The amazon didn't want to give Gwen a chance to pile on, so she tried to a pin arpund from her current position, trying to hit Gwen's mid-section with a spinning back hand strike to keep her at bay long enough for Alaina to rise to her feet. At least that was the plan provided Gwen wasn't already on the move!

Being well acquainted with Alaina's wrestling style made it relatively straightforward when it came to dodging such a boorish opening maneuver. An attempted gut punch that lacked all manner of elegance and finesse and was a fitting representation of Alaina's uncouth personality as a whole. The nimble heiress elegantly sidestepping and responding with a speedy spin kick to the back of the Amazons leg, which had her hobbling forward and clearly in an agitated state.

Gwen smirked deviously and nimbly backpedaled to dodge another one of Alaina's flailing strikes, the haughty aristocrat quite literally thinking on her feet as she than took off sprinting towards the nearest ropes to bounce off of them and come dashing right back to Alaina. Gwendolyn than ducking down to go into a low aiming dropkick to the front of Alaina's knee to continue what was beginning to be a concerted effort to wail away at the Amazons legs.

Alaina could not catch a break, and that was a dangerous situation to be in against one of the best ladies to grace a Friction ring! Alaina was down on a knee and the low dropkick nearly made her legs buckle!

Alaina moaned and fell forward into her lands and knees before trying to rise again, but her progress was slow. Gwendolyn hammered her legs early, and it showed. Alaina was only able to rise again to a kneeling position exposing herself to more nasty, precise attacks by Gwendolyn! Alaina's pride was taking a bit of a hit as Gwen began by expertly picking her apart!

Gwendolyn's intended strategy going into this match was perhaps now becoming crystal clear after what was the second consecutive and blatant targeting of the wretched Amazon's legs. All of Alaina's brutish strength and substantial size advantage would avail her not if the lumbering Amazon couldn't at least get to a vertical basis, and Gwendolyn was intent on using her speed and precision strikes to secure an early lead in this dreadfully familiar matchup of hers.

After scurrying back to her feet, Gwen wasted little time in encroaching upon Alaina from behind and affixing the Amazon's neck in the crook of her arm. With Gwen's other hand leveraged against the back of her foe's head, the expertly applied sleeper hold would be cinched in and already start to earn the ire of a booing audience obviously displeased with the posh blueblood's dominant control of the match-up so far.

"There's nothing more troublesome to keep in check than a raging beast. Though I seem to be doing an exemplary job of it so far~...wouldn't you agree?" Gwen pompously imparted with a snooty sneer while spreading her stance and leveraging the entirety of her weight forward, her ample chest pressing against Alaina's broad back in the process.

Alaina began to gag and cough as her air supply was quickly cut off! Her red face showed a look of pain and shock as her arms flailed about. Alaina reached up to grab at Gwendolyn's arms to try to pry them off, even if it created some breathing room it was better than nothing. Alaina put all of her strength into that although it was quickly being sapped by Gwendolyn. Alaina felt light headed as she grew desperate. She tried to get her legs steady underneath her as Gwendolyn kept squeezing away. "S-shut up... you rich spoiled bitch..." Alaina hissed, albeit weakly as she barely had the air to breathe.

The amazon tried to stand back up fully, raising Gwendolyn off the ground as she leaned forward to lift her off the ground. Alaina spun around, her back facing away from a turnbuckle at the opposite end of the ring. Alaina wheezed and gripped Gwendolyn's arms tighter as she tried to back herself up at full speed looking to ram Gwendolyn back against the turnbuckle as hard as she could!

Gwendolyn knew that whittling away at the uncouth and thickheaded Amazon was going to be an arduously prolonged process of incapacitating hit and run tactics, but she saw no reason not to take the time to have sparse moments of genuine enjoyment. Such as belittling Alaina after having elegantly evaded her lumbering haymakers to chop her down to size and securely lock in an oxygen depriving sleeperhold from behind.

The Amazons efforts to alleviate the constriction on her neck by tugging on the heiress' arms only make Gwen reassert control as best she could. Mainly by leveraging Alaina's neck deeper into the crevice between her forearm and her petite bicep, all while a swelling ovation from the audience showed their mounting support for the struggling Amazon...who was suddenly showing signs of life by lurching up to her wobbly legs with the heiress reluctantly riding piggyback. The startled aristocrat reflexively wrapping her legs around Alaina's waist in her headstrong bid to commit to the submission rather than relinquish her hold.

Gwendoyln's mind raced once Alaina started positioning herself, but in a flash the rampaging Amazon would backpedal into the nearest turnbuckle and squash the haughty weight on her back. The heiress viciously jerking off of Allie's broad back from the sheer force of it all before slumping against turnbuckle with her arms dangling over both top ropes, groaning with a wincing flinch after obviously having not thought fast enough.