AV 20 Chloe Mason vs. Silver Ace

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

Finally. Avalanche time.

Two years since her last Avalanche match, or PPV match of any kind rather.

It had been far too long.

Backstage, the 26 year old Canadian Silver Ace was finishing applying her war paint for the night, her ring gear snugly in place, alone in her locker room. With Valley Doll off in Tension now, and Gallium not having a match tonight, she was without her usual troop of moral supporters. That was fine. For once, the usual thoughts of self doubt that were part of her pre-match ritual were nowhere to be found. She knew who she was now, she knew how good she was now, her deceased mentors words ringing through her head.

She was Silver Ace, and nobody could take that away from her.

She had already picked up a couple victories since returning to Friction from her long absence, but tonight's match was rather important for a number of reasons. Her first PPV match back, her opponent, Chloe, was absolutely no slouch in the fighting department, and then there was the exact reason why this fight was happening in the first place.

Chloe had ambushed Valley, defeated her in a match, humiliated her by making her cum. Ace wasn't going to let that stand, not at all, so tonight, she'd fight for her girlfriends honor, get some proper payback, and show the world that you do not fuck with the Ace of AFW.

Finally, she'd be backstage in the gorilla position, her mentor Silver Kings mask, a gift to her before he passed, firmly in place on her head, and her new theme, "Survivor" would kick in the crowd rising as one to greet the silver haired woman as she came out onto the ramp in her new outfit, the heart on her kneepad, as well as her colors, specifically meant to imitate the same colors as her lover, Valley Doll, reminding everyone just why she had challenged Chloe to this match to begin with.

Aces new ring gear:

Not wanting to waste any time, Ace charged down the ramp full speed, sliding under the ropes to enter the ring and popping to her feet, holding her arms up and making an "A" sign with her fingers in her signature pose, before taking her jacket off and mask off, gently kissing the head of the mask before handing both items to the time keeper outside the ring for safe keeping, and turning to the stage, eagerly awaiting her opponent.

“Hmph. How silly.”

The tweet itself brought some amusement to the blonde as she read it—something that came to her attention by one of her helpers. Even amid her very first Avalanche appearance, there was no nerves or a sense of dread. That was for those who aren’t used to the big time. Which Chloe is not. She’s been through that same song and dance multiple times in other federations, as well as her own. Her match with Natasha Loclear has been nothing short of spectacular, if not coming out of it with newer pains than she had experienced in her lifetime. But that’s not entirely the reason as to why she was relatively confident.

Ace’s claim to fight for her girlfriend’s honour was laughable at best. The Canadian made her return not long before she would soon call Chloe out for what she did to Valerie. There was a moment for some time where the blonde ruminated wherever she would humour Ace’s demand. Ace will have her own thoughts on the matter, but wherever this fight happened or not was at her behest. It would have been too easy for Chloe to swipe away this insect aside and focus on bigger and better things. Ace’s claim for revenge did come from the fact that Chloe had beaten Valley fair and square. Without any outside interference, without attacking the referee, in a stipulation that Valley herself agreed to. It was like Natasha had said once. Some take these things rather personally.

But for such noble ambitions, Silver Ace is an evergrowing star that Chloe couldn’t ignore and it was merely an inevitability that they would cross paths. Over time she has made a name for herself and is considered better than even Valley. While this may not be among the stipulation she faced her girlfriend in, taking out Ace here, a young superstar was a prospect that the blonde just couldn’t pass up. So this turned out to be fair. Works out far better in the end. It would be much more fulfilling for herself and her goals. So much more challenging, so much more rewarding.

So much fun.

Chloe Mason:

Her own song would then begin to play, Chloe would not make Ace wait too long, although that was far too tempting to do. It didn’t take long for the crowd to notice the new gear that Chloe was wearing. The distinct and striking gold was a stark contrast to the red and black that she usually wore, yet it blended and added a fresh style. That’s not to say the other two colours weren’t represented, the red top and black pants that fit the motif well. Something she would debut in Avalanche, a look that almost overshadowed the dark monarch butterflies that fluttered upwards as she walked towards the ring. Emerging from the swell of the flashing red light, she still her cult following. It’s a bit weird, a few show disdain for her recent actions, others out of admiration for Chloe’s form and skill. And of course, there are those in the middle, liking this unique style of domination she brings every time she steps into the ring.

Chloe stepped onto the ring with that divide evident, climbing the edge to slip between the ropes onto the canvas. With a simple walk to her own corner, the ex-commissioner leaned with her back to the ropes watching the same woman she made flinched the other day. The image of Ace’s hardened, furious face after that feint was etched into her mind. So much that the corners of her lips stretched into a smile, the longer she reminisced. The soles of her feet itched for the day they get to meet her.

She just hoped this whole this isn’t a waste of time. Sincerely speaking.

Silver Ace, frankly, didn't give a crap about Chloe's low opinion of her. She didn't care about how she had technically defeated Valley with a fair method in a fair contest, she didn't care about the womans fancy entrance or her fancy outfit, or her attempts to further her career by accepting Ace's challenge.

Simply put, Ace didn't like Chloe. She had heard about the woman from other wrestlers in the locker room, and didn't like her attitude, her ego, or her sense of style, and all she wanted to do, was kick this woman's ass. She needed to be taken down a peg or two, and Ace was just the one to do it.

To that end, The Canadian didn't bother waiting for the bell to ring, throwing her jacket off and rushing towards the blonde woman while she was in the corner, looking to close the distance between them and throw a kick towards her mid-section right off the bat!

To think that this was the match where things were going to be messy.

Well, not so much on the fault on Chloe, or so she believes. The Summer Splash match did have other factors that lead to it, but Natasha was looking for a fresh re-debut, a chance to prove herself under standard stipulations. Chloe was happy to oblige, even if she was dating her cousin at the time. Fighting Natasha Loclear in a hentai match was something every aspiring sex-fighter should at least do once. But facing her in a different kind of match was a different kind of experience, one that the blonde looked back fondly. The memories of her devastating blows were still fresh on her mind, even from many months ago.

Silver Ace was different. Although Chloe could at least be excited about facing someone of Ace’s calibre and fame, it came out of pettiness. It was not her fault that Valley went into the match woefully unprepared. And yet, here she was, with eyes filled with malice. Determined beyond belief. Is it for pride? Honour? Some inane sense of respect? No, the young girl simply didn’t like Chloe for what she did.

Which is precisely why the ex-commissioner wasn’t surprised when Silver rushed in towards her. All of that rage, justified or not, bubbled up to the edge and Ace couldn’t wait to tear her to shreds. Chloe never left her corner; she remained there even as the Canadian charged at her. But the American remained calm. A complete contrast and juxtaposition. If it was anyone else, then they wouldn’t be able to do much to stop the incoming assault.

Chloe, however, brought her leg up. Not to kick, but to force a jam onto the leg Silver swung with. Stop it in its tracks, rather. “Nuh-uh-uh, not like this.” Chloe smirk grew. “I admire your enthusiasm to get into action, but learn to wait. Unless you want me to put you back to the naughty corner…?” Chloe pushed Ace’s leg away. The referee, meanwhile, was annoyed that Ace jumped in before the bell. The zebra called the match to begin, ringing the bell for things to start with not much else she could do.

“…Like so.” Without warning, Chloe swung the same leg towards Ace, aiming for both the head and then the chest, just to punish Ace’s hastiness.

Huh...she blocked her kick. Impressive. Not many people were usually able to block one of Ace's kicks, the sudden push making the facepainted veteran step back a bit, while the referee came up and admonished her for her hasty actions and finally calling for the bell. Unfortunately for Ace, the brief glimpse she shot the referee gave Chloe all the split second opportunity she needed.

The first kick, aimed at her head, Ace was, just barely, able to avoid, ducking her head just under the bare foot that passed over and brushed her silver hair...only for that same foot, somehow without having to hit the ground first, to come back at hit her in the chest instead, causing Ace to stumble backwards in surprise!

“Oh? Cat got your tongue? You seem so surprised there.” Said Chloe as she walked out of the corner after sending Ace stumbling back a few. A sultry strut, her bare feet padding the canvas, hands on her hips as she stared down the Canadian like a hungry lioness. As much as she looked as if her guard is down, Chloe could still strike at a moments notice, ready to pounce. “You know, it’s amusing with how much you obsessed with getting your ‘revenge’…” Chloe air gestured the quotes with her two fingers. “…that you seemed to forget just who I am. And what I am capable of.”

A cruel smirk crept up on her lips soon after. “So, let me remind you.”

Suddenly, Chloe would dash in, taking a few broad steps to close in whatever distance there was between the two. Leaning forwards and downwards, she would plant one palm on the mat to give her some balance before one leg would be kicked out wide, arching it out along the canvas like a blade, looking to cut away Ace’s legs to drop her to the ground. Or at least, have her look like she was going to do that.

Chloe would be remiss if she would throw such an easy to be seen kick coming towards Ace. Instead, the ex-commissioner would switch her hips at the last second and send the other leg upwards, the instep swinging round in an arc, seeking to clock Ace right to the face.

Ace rolled her eyes at Chloe's arrogant boasting, acting as if landing a single hit meant anything. People got hit, it was literally part of the job. If Ace was the type to crumble after a single hit, she'd have never made it so far in her career.

But the blonde woman came at her then, very quickly closing the distance between them and dropping herself to sweep a leg out at Ace. The facepainted fighter, quick on her feet herself, easily hopped upwards to avoid the sweep...only for that not to be her opponents actual intention, somehow switching legs on the fly and kicking one leg up just as Ace was coming down from her little hop, causing her to practically eat a toe as the bare foot smacked her right in her face, knocking the surprised veteran right onto her butt!

How did...where the...was that...where the fuck did that come from?

Ace wasn’t the only one that knew how to kick. And with her vast experience of using those legs and feet to deliver damage, Chloe showed just how easy she could do so. The blonde proven time and time again she wasn’t so straightforward, especially against someone much younger. The slight change of motion caught the Canadian right where she wasn’t expected, knocking her onto her ass.

It was a glorious sight, loving the feeling of Ace’s hardened face against her foot as Chloe pulled off the feint brilliantly, sending the Titanium Canuck flailing back. Chloe rose up to her fullest height. A sharp blow, but she knew that the first blow’s effects would not last for long. Immediately, Chloe charged into action once more, covering the ground between them as quickly as she could. That surprised face is something Chloe wished she could enjoy. But the ex-commissioner wasn’t done.

Chloe pushed off from the ascending spin to her feet, twirling with grace around the stunned veteran. Her bare feet glided along the canvas as if she was walking on clouds, the trained, older body swung another leg towards Silver Ace. Firing at the right height, it would catch that pretty head of hers again as the blonde, whipping that leg around like a whip to strike at her other cheek.

Ace had to admit, she had been taken by surprise twice now by the blonde Chloe, having one of her kicks countered and eating a bare toe to the face for her trouble. Clearly the woman was far better with her feet and legs than Ace had originally given her credit for.

So be it.

While still on her butt, Chloe made her move, twirling and spinning her way around towards the fallen Ace, no doubt building up momentum for another kick. But Silver Ace was quick as well, quickly throwing her body back as the kick came in, the blonde womans bare foot missing hitting her head as she leaned all the way back...and then kicked outwards and upwards with both booted feet, trying to strike at Chloe while she was off balance, buying the facepainted fighter enough time to get back on her feet!