Dark Angel vs Cassie Elliot

Cassie let out a high, girlish shriek as Dark Angel yanked her back down. The girl's legs constricted around her neck and shoulder, and forcing her arm out for Angel to take. All the abuse heaped on her arms, her arm, her elbow, was just too much to take, especially now that she had already lost. She couldn't help it.

"STOOOP!" She wailed as her arm was bent horribly back again. She was in agony, and when she squeezed her eyes shut tears flowed out of them. She grabbed at her wrist with her free arm to try to relieve some of the pain, but she didn't have the leverage.

They had passed the point in grappling competition where the match was over, the players would help each other up, shake hands and part ways. She had no idea what to do, or what could happen to her now. She was terrified.

"P-please! Stop!" She begged.

Angel heard Cassie's pleas but she really didn't give a damn anymore. This was how it was in the AFW (at least from her experiences). It wasn't a sport of friendly people who valued sportsmanship above everything else. It was a violent reality where anything was fair game. If she broke Cassie's arm, oh well. She was protecting her from future harm by injuring her now. At least that's how she justified it to herself. But Cassie's crying and begging was too hard to ignore. So she had to make it stop.

"SHUT UP!" she shrieked before sending one last punch into the girl's face. Mercifully, she released her arm from her grasp but instead shifted her weight so her thighs were crushing Cassie's neck instead. She didn't want Cassie pleading to her anymore, especially with their faces so close. She used her free hands to prop herself up to get better leverage with the neckscissors to silence the orange-haired girl by cutting off her air supply.

Mamouru watched the monitors as best as he could. It was difficult to watch. The match had not gone the way he had hoped. Cassie was clearly the better wrestler and yet, she had to count a loss on her record because of this Dark Angel girl. But that wasn't the worst part of it.

"YOU SONNOVA BITCH! LET ME GO I'LL KILL YOU! I MEAN... I'LL KILL HER!"

"T-Tanikaze-san!" Mamouru shouted as he wrapped his arms around the big Sumo's waist. "Can't you see, Cassie-san has some pride as well! She said she didn't want me at ring side!"

Akashi growled and tried to pry Mamouru off her while she continued to walk forward, Mamouru barely stopping her forward progress. "She didn't say ME! I warned that bitch! But she's messing with the wrong girl now! Why the hell didn't Cassie kick her ass!? That girl's a pussy! Let go of me, dammit or I'll drag you out there and use YOU as a weapon!"

"T-Tanikaze-san! P-please! I don't like it anymore than you do! Don't you know how badly I want to pound that girl's masked face in!? But we must respect her wishes, even if it's painful!"

Akashi growled and lifted up her hand and smashed it into Mamouru's skull. The dazed twin let go and stumbled back. Akashi pushed him aside and began clacking off loudly in her geta sandals.

Mamouru sighed, rubbing his sore head. "Glad she's not in Tension..." He said and then smiled lightly."And that she's wearing sandals..." He chased after her.

She couldn't take it anymore. Lately there had been a rash of these kinds of unseemly assaults. People who had no courtesy or, even worse, just found it fun to taunt and tease, or even harm or seriously injure other girls. She'd been caught up in it too. She didn't like it one bit. Plus, she knew Cassie. Kind of. She wasn't sure where they stood, really, but all that mattered was she felt like she was doing the right thing.

The lights flickered in the arena and out from the backstage area coming at full run was Nikolette Tessla. Her brow held a furrowed look to it and she was pumping her arms as fast as she could. She had been watching the fight from the mechanic's garage but as it progressed, she was in the gym and then in the green room and before she knew it she was running out to help out Cassie. The two had had a match before but they hadn't really spoke much afterwards. Still, Nikolette always felt some kind of connection with the people she had fought with.

And lately, she had felt more of an urge to wrestle than she had to screw on bolts with a spanner. Even now the adrenaline pumped through her as she charged down the ramp, Her heavy boots clodding as she felt the breeze on her skin and the roar of the crowd in her ears. It was an instant before she was sliding into the ring and hopping to her feet. If Dark Angel hadn't vacated, then she'd be in for a good old fashioned mudhole stomping as Nikolette intended to bring her boot to bear down on Dark Angel to break up the masked girl's afterparty.

Angel's headscissors on the defenseless girl wasn't something anyone would particularly enjoy. She could think of many people who would directly hate her for this, but she didn't give a damn. All she knew was that she had to shut Cassie up. "Good night Cassie..." she muttered while gritting her teeth after holding her legs clamped for what felt like thirty seconds. But something was wrong. Suddenly the lights flickered and the crowd was cheering. Angel turned her head as far as she could but she could only make out that someone was running down the ramp from her peripherals. She had no choice but to release the hold and get to her feet.

But the person running out wasn't Mamouru. It wasn't even Taylor. "Who the-" she asked before the girl slid under the ropes and into the ring. Without anytime to think, Angel went sprinting towards the interrupter and wildly threw a clotheslines aiming high.

Cassie couldn't breathe, her arm was on the verge of serious injury, and to make matters worse she was being pummeled in the face. The punches didn't land hard enough to put her out, but hard enough to hurt her and bruise her face. When Angel switched her approach and constricted her legs tighter around Cassie's neck, Cassie's almost blacked out. She feebly pulled at Angel's thighs and pried her eyes open enough to look at her, that expressionless white mask that stared back at her. But there was someone else, too...

She was barely aware of someone coming down the ramp. Maybe it was Taylor, although she'd made Taylor promise not to interfere. When Angel let her go, she slumped onto the mat, face down and spread eagled, barely conscious and bleeding on the mat from her face.

Nikolette's eyes were focused on the girl as she saw her release the hold on Cassie and hop up. It seemed that the girl wasn't interested in fleeing the scene as she hopped up and turned to face the charging mechanic. Nikolette smirked as she saw the girl's desperate clothesline. It went high, Nikolette went low and continued to charge as she felt the breeze of the swinging arm underneath her.

The mechanic bolted for the ropes and pivoted on her heel, spinning and launching herself at the ropes,bounding off them and landing with a loud thud as she never broke stride and bent like a long jumper when she was close enough. Like a coiled snake she launched herself, hoping to catch Dark Angel as she turned with a big, flying closed fist to the face with all the power she could put behind it.

Angel's arm went high and over the newcomer. She was so off, in fact, that she stumbled over herself after missing and barely managed to stay on her feet. Woah... she managed to regain her balance just in time to turn around and meet Nikolette's fist directly. Angel walked right into it, and the blow knocked her head up an back. Her body turned around as she fell down into the first and second ropes. She bounced once before her momentum flipped her over the bottom rope and she fell to the matted floor below.

Angel groaned as she landed on her back. She had enough awareness to get to her feet and start moving away and up the ramp. Both her hands gripped her jaw as she stumbled away and up the ramp. It was quite the punch, especially since she didn't brace for it at all. Angel turned around and started to back pedal the rest of the ramp as she looked into the ring. She still didn't know who it was, but she assumed it was simply a friend of hers. She did expect it to be someone else, but she knew from the start that someone would stop her. That whole Cassie group was like that.

It felt good when Nikolette's fist connected with Dark Angel's face. The way she unceremoniously punched her out of the ring made the crowd leap to their feet in a roar. The craved more but the mechanic stopped short and grabbed the top rope, watching Dark Angel back away with her kitsune tail tucked between her legs.

Nikolette scowled at the girl and made sure to watch her until she disappeared. When the girl was gone, she let out a sigh of relief and quickly turned back to Cassie. "O-Oi! Cass!" She barked and rushed to kneel next to her. "Y-ya'lright!?" She asked, worried about the red headed grappler as she put a hand on the girl's back. If the girl had a concussion or neck injury, it would be a bad idea to move her. Her heart raced as she waited for a response from the red head.

Cassie groaned weakly and slowly turned over onto her back. Her face was smeared with her own blood, and she kept her hurt arm hugged close to her chest. She kept her eyes closed and shook her head. She wasn't alright.

She didn't recognize the voice, though. For a moment she was struck by the fear that she wasn't out of trouble yet, and she opened her eyes to peek up at Nikolette.

"Wha... you?" She knew her face, though her name didn't immediately come to mind. She closed her eyes again and fought off tears. "Everyone can see me." She said.

Nikolette winced when Cassie rolled over onto her back. She didn't look in good shape at all. She pulled a rag out from her back pocket and smiled down at the girl. "Hey, let's trade a little bit of that blood for some grease. She said and tried to wipe Cassie's nose. "It's ok, Cass. Y a did good. Cheatin' so an so's got nothin on ya."

Nikolette looked around at the crowd and then down at Cassie. "How bad is it? I can call the paramedics but if ya can stand, ya can show that masked gal that she can't break ya no matter what if ya can stand up. y'ain't gotta walk out under yer own power but if ya can walk out with a lil bit a help, that ain't so bad is it?" Nikolette said trying her best to assist Cassie. "Ya got at least one arm still workin, right?" She said and stood up, offering her hand down to Cassie and urging her to take it to try and stand.