Ms. Money In The Bank

With the crowd waiting patiently for what would happen next, they would soon see the lights dim, [url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TwWCXOgoVDw:2nc1j57i]"Choir Jail" by Suzuki Konomi[/url:2nc1j57i] would begin to play over the speakers. The lights shifted to a dark blue as smoke filled the stage area. Out stepped Heather, wearing her casual attire, who was holding that briefcase that she hasn't been seen with for quite some time. She would grin widely as she was met with a huge pop from the crowd. Soon after, she would make her way down the ramp, nodding her head and grinning at the audience on the way down. She was all confidence with what she was about to say and you could tell with the radiance in her grin.

She made her way up the stairs, walking across the apron before she would enter the ring with the briefcase. She would go up to the corner, standing on the middle rope as she held up the briefcase for the crowd, met with a loud pop again from the crowd. She would leap off the rope, doing the same in the opposite corner before she would call for a mic. Her music would die down as she would stand in the center of the ring. She would twirl the mic around in her hand a bit before nodding her head, bringing it to her lips.

"As you all know, Avalanche is just around the corner, right after Thanksgiving. When it comes down to it, THAT is what I'M thankful for..You all heard me come out here a month or two ago, announcing that I would cash in this for a title match." Heather let out as the crowd cheered for her as well. She would nod her head, bringing the mic to her lips again.

"Last time...when I did that..Gatt decided to come out and use her little cronies to beat me up in the middle of this ring..Well this time it's different. This time I'm not going to take any of your shit. I trained, I lost some and won some, but I'm much more prepared for your crap now. So here I am, I officially declare that I am cashing in this contract for an AFW title match at Avalanche!" Heather let out, grinning widely.

"So Gatt, come on out here right now so I can kick your ass before the Pay Per View and get you back for what you did!"

When Heather finished speaking the lights in the arena dimmed and [url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eiABj91qhrM:lzrtiuno]"Wild Side" by Motley Crüe[/url:lzrtiuno] began to play. The crowd went riotous with rare burst of applause for their Queen of Brawl. It had been some time since Sarah Gatt had been inside an AFW Arena, let alone had a match and the rumors had abounded as to her fate. Was it a publicity stunt? Had she been stabbed to death in a gang fight? The AFW Publicity Department had had a field day with it, stoking a lot of the rumors themselves. However as the song played on, the crowd grew restless. As the rocking anthem made its way to the halfway mark, out from the backstage area instead walked out Lukretia Von Creuzfeldt, General Manager of Friction. She had a wide smile on her face as the cheers instantly turned to a wave of boos.

The German Domme was dressed in an elegant and form fitting red dress that only showed off a modest amount of cleavage. But after soaking int he boos, she furrowed her brow. "Turn zis wretched music off, Schnell!" She exclaimed. "I vant to be introduced properly." Lukretia closed her eyes as the music was quickly changed to [url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SfpDWDZVi5U:lzrtiuno]"Control' by VNV Nation[/url:lzrtiuno]. Lukretia inhaled deeply and smiled as her new theme song began to play and after a short moment she began to slide her way down tot he ring gracefully as she made her way to the ring and let her eyes settle on Heather, barely even blinking as she stepped up the stairs and into the ring.

She stepped closer to Heather and stepped around her, taking the girl in. "Ahh, frauline Sunderland...." She said into her mic as she came around and looked Heather int he eye. "Congratulations. I am sure you are eager for me to get right into your match. Unfortunately it is still a short time avay." Lukretia then frowned. "However, I have some bad news. As you have already seen, ven her music played, Ms. Gatt vas novhere to be found." Lukretia frowned. "I am afriad zat she is not merely passed out in a drunken stupor somevhere. Or..." Lukretia smiled. "If she is, zen ve have no idea vhere she could be. An unfortunate turn of events, but it seems as zough zis voman has skipped town vithout telling us vhere she vas. I hate to be ze bearer of bad news, Fraulein." Lukretia said and looked at the audience who showered her with boos as derogatory chants began to fill the arena.

Lukretia then leaned close to Heather and brought uup a finger to run it along the underside of the girl's chin until she was touching the point. She looked deep into Heather's eyes. "Maybe she vas afraid of you, Fraulein?" Lukretia whispered into the microphone before turning away and laughing derisively.

"Either vay, I am afraid zat ve cannot allow for such insubordination to continue. Effective immediately, Sarah Gatt is stripped of her title and vill no longer be eligible to participate at Avalanche. If she doesn't show her face by ze beginning of ze year, zen she vill be completely removed from ze rankings as vell. A most... generous... offer ve are extending to you, Ms. Gatt." Lukretia said as she narrowed her eyes. She then looked back at Heather and smiled. "Ahhh... but now... vat do ve do vith you, frauline?" She said to Heather. "It seems as though you have no one to fight now. I can only imagine vat your suggestion might be... personally, I think ve should just tear up your contract. By all technical accounts, if you have no one to face zen it VILL simply... expire." Lukretia grinned. "You could stand to do a little more climbing up ze ladder anyvay, in meine, humble, opinion." Lukretia grinned cruelly at Heather and folded her arms under her chest.

As Gatt's music began to play, Heather would grin widely, nodding her head. She was waiting patiently for Gatt to come out on stage, expecting the twins to be on either side of her as she did. However, what she saw instead wasn't what she was expecting at all. She would watch as Lukretia step out onto the stage area, causing her to tilt her head a bit as she curled her brow. She was genuinely confused at the appearance of the Friction GM, tapping her foot on the mat a bit as she watched her yell out to give her a proper introduction.

As the music switched, Heather was clearly not enjoying this. She would narrow her eyes, not really expecting anything for the best as Lukretia would make her way down to the ring. Heather would keep her eyes locked on her's as she looked at her, watching carefully as she stepped up the stairs. Heather would look at her with an expression that she was waiting for answers, answers that she wanted right away. When she started talking about Gatt being nowhere to be found, skipping town and not showing up, Heather blinked a few times in disbelief, staring at her.

As the girl would lean closer to her, running her finger along the underside of her chin, Heather would grit her teeth, glaring at Lukretia with a slight blush on her face as she looked deep in her eyes. "Hmph..I bet.." Heather responded before Lukretia turned away and laughed.

Heather's eyes widened as the girl said that Gatt was stripped of her title, causing her mouth to hang open a bit. She couldn't believe what she was hearing, her chance at proving herself against Gatt just fizzling away before her eyes. She shook her head before she would hear the rest of Lukretia's words. She started fuming from the 'decision' that Lukretia said that she made. "Wh..what!?!? That's..that's ridiculous I..I earned this contract.. I-I'm cashing it in for Avalanche how..How could it expire!?..J..just get someone else for me to fight or something!"

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Suddenly, the music changed yet again, to [url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FWiyKgeGWx0:4743abkw]O' Fortuna[/url:4743abkw] threatening to give the audience some serious theme music whiplash. Aurelia stepped into the spot light in her standard military shorts and tank top outfit spreading her arms wide to drink in the praise from the audience. Which was admittedly lessened due to their bewilderment.

She slipped into the ring quickly, smirking. "Ah, Lukretia, thanks for holding the ring for my important announcement." she began. "Due to the absence of our current champion Sarah Gatt, we will be offering a title match at Avalanche immediately to the holder of the title contract." she turned to Heather and cleared her throat, cupping her hands together,

"Heather I would like you to... welcome to the ring the holder of the 2012 title contract," she turned around suddenly, and pointed back to the ramp as the spotlights returned there yet again, "Angel!"

The moment Aurelia called her name, Angel's [url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fs15MUVbXE4:n0z7av73]theme music[/url:n0z7av73] hit the arena, the white-haired woman exploding from backstage into the spotlights that shone down upon the stage atop the entrance ramp. Dressed from head to toe in her brightly color Red Jaguar outfit, the loose fitting red t-shirt with the golden jaguar on front and the matching gym shorts, and gripping a microphone tightly in one hand, she thrust both arms up into the air, her fans in the audience instantly exploding into loud cheers and screams for her. She stood there for a moment, basking in the cheers and attention of the crowd, her face twisted into a huge, wide grin, then, the Latina began to make her way down the entrance ramp, towards the ring.

She strode down the metal ramp, staring up into the ring towards Heather, her eyes never once leaving the woman. This was it. She knew she could take down Heather, and finally get the title she had been chasing for so long. When she had fought Akashi, she had been just plain outmatched by a better fighter. Against Sarah? She was out of her element in a hardcore match. But against Heather? The whiny skank who let others do what they wanted to her in the ring and then cried about it afterwards? There was no doubt whatsoever in her mind that she would be walking out of Avalanche as the AFW champion.

When she reached the ring, she slid right under the ropes, rushing to her feet. She stared at Heather for a brief half of a second, then marched right up to her, stepping close to stand toe-to-toe, chest-to-chest with the woman, just like she had done when the two of them had met with Mercy days before. She stared deeply into Heather's eyes, her cocky grin not once faltering or dropping from her face, a bright twinkle in her eyes, then finally stepped back from her. Slowly Angel lifted the microphone to her lips, her music fading out and the crowd going silent as she began to speak, speaking softly, and simply.

"Hope you're ready to lose at Avalanche, chica. This is going to be the shortest, easiest match of my career..." She fell silent, still staring at Heather, giving her words the chance to sink in and hit her soon-to-be opponent.

Heather quickly directed her attention to the stage area as she heard the music change. She watched as Aurelia stepped out, knowing that that was the girl that had gotten the report that Mercy had made of her. At her being there, Heather was hoping quite a bit that she had a good impression of her as she got onto the mic, starting to say what she did. Heather would wait in anticipation for each of her words before she said that she was offering a title match to the holder of the title contract.

Heather grinned widely as the girl came into the ring while she spoke before she would hear her go on. When she mentioned the 2012 contract holder, announcing Angel, Heather would quickly turn to the stage area, seeing Angel step out and start walking down the ramp. Heather glared deeply as Angel eyed her, getting closer and closer. This was the girl who belittled her so much last time she talked to her. She knew how lowly she thought of her, and Heather knew now that there was no way she could lose. In her mind, when it came to how she's been treated, this girl was worse than Gatt.

Heather would stare back at Angel before the girl walked right up to her, the two staring eachother down as they stood chest to chest. While Angel had that grin on her face, Heather's face was filled with pure hate. She wanted badly to show that Angel was totally wrong about her.

"You keep thinking that Angel. It'll just make it that much easier for me when you come in unprepared.." Heather let out, glaring at the girl as she clenched her fists tighter than ever. "I swear to you..I'm going to beat your ass so badly. No way in hell am I going to let someone like YOU stop me from getting that title."

As Heather began talking, Angel let out a loud, long yawn, lifting her free hand. She extending the fingers of it, pretending to look over her nails as if she was bored listening to Heather's words. She adopted a look of apathy and disinterest, waiting for Heather to finish before looking back up at her, her cocky grin creeping back onto her face.

"Unprepared, chica?" She asked, her microphone raising back up to her lips. "The only one that's going to be unprepared in our little match is you." Her voice suddenly grew serious, a stark contrast to the grin that seemed to refuse to go away. "Let's get one thing straight, alright? The only thing getting beaten at Avalanche is your sorry, whiny, worthless ass. You think Gatt is bad? Chica, by the time I'm finished beating you, even Gatt's gonna be shaking her head in disbelief! Even she's gonna look at me and go 'what the hell?! Not even I'd go that far!'"

Angel could feel her heart beating against her chest. She was pumping herself up more and more with every word she said. She almost, almost wished that Heather would try to attack her now, so she could blow off some of this energy by beating her down right here and now. "And then? When I'm done kicking your low-ranked, jobbing ass around my ring?" She paused for a moment, letting her eyes trace slowly down Heather's body, then back up towards her face. A soft, sensual purr passed her lips and into the microphone, summoning a few catcalls from the audience before the Latina continued. "Remember how bad you were whining and complaining about people having their way with you...? Well...maybe I think it's high time I got my turn, see how bad I can make you squeal!" Just to drive her point home, Angel thrust her hips towards Heather in a single, lewd motion, the intention behind her action quite clear to the audience, who would again burst into loud cheers and screams for Angel, sounds that only served to pump her up more, the Latina grinning even wider, as she waited for Heather's reaction.

Heather kept her glare directed at Angel as she heard the girl talking back to her. She would take in everything that she was saying, shaking her head as she spoke before she would finish her first few statements. "Oh REALLY? Honestly, I think you need to watch the matches that you clearly skipped of mine. I can go toe to toe with the most brutal that AFW has to offer. No way in hell are you going to be any different. I'm not going to be the first to be beaten by someone who just ends up losing all her title opportunities." Heather let out before Angel went on.

She would watch as the girl looked her up and down with what she was saying, causing her to grit her teeth, a slight blush appearing on her face as she heard the girl's sensuous purr. "Wh..what!?" Heather let out as she heard her next words before she would see her thrust her hips towards her, the closeness causing them to collide as she stepped back a bit, her face quite red from the suggestiveness of her action. She would grit her teeth, her fists shaking a bit before she would take a deep breath.

"Fine. You're so sure of yourself, why don't we just make it official. I've been wanting to show you exactly how it feels when you went out and claimed that you've never had to deal with a girl taking advantage of you in the ring before. Let's make it happen." Heather nodded her head, stepping back up towards Amanda, pressing her breasts against her's with how close they were, her forehead nearly hitting Angel's. "Winner gets to have her way with the loser. She gets to do whatever the hell she wants."

"Least I'm getting title shots!" Angel fired back at Heather, not missing a single beat. Again she waited for Heather to finish speaking before she continued again, leaning her head forward so that her forehead did touch against Heather's own. Her body and her breasts pushed back against Heather as she slid forward, staring at her like a hungry dog stared at a piece of meat. Avalanche was too far away for her at this point. She did not like Heather, and by now it was taking everything she had to hold back from attacking her on the spot.

"Why the hell would I accept that, chica?" She asked, a playful tone returning to her voice. "I'm going to win, end of story, and you won't be in any shape to stop me from doing anything I please." She stared at Heather, pressing against her, her breath starting to quicken as she realized just how close they were. "I don't need some pointless stipulation to have my way with you. I do what I want, when I want...and you when you find out what I plan on doing to you, chica, you'll regret ever getting into the ring with me..."

"Tch.." Heather was getting quite frustrated with Angel's words, her too trying to hold herself back from lunging out at her. She really wasn't sure why from the very first time they met, Angel was hostile towards her, but she had it in her mind that she would show her exactly what she was made of. She didn't want to be made a fool of like Angel was saying that she would, she knew that she had to really get the girl hard in their match when they had it. She was going to do anything it took to get that belt.

Heather grit her teeth as Angel seemed to refuse to accept the stipulations for the match. Hearing the rest of the words, Heather clenched her fists even tighter, really having to do all she could to hold herself back from throwing a punch. "You..think so huh!? Alright fine!! I'll just to the same damn thing when I win. Don't complain when it happens either! You think you're so great, you're so sure you're going to beat me..I'm going to make you my bitch at Avalanche and you'll learn not to underestimate me ever again."