Title Match: Angel vs. Rainbow Mika!

Back up to her feet Angel was pulled, her eyes half-closed as Mika roughly shoved her up into the corner. She leaned against it, panting hard, her breath slow and forced. Her skin shimmered under the bright lights of the arena, her sweat-covered body glistening under the light. For a brief moment, she thought Mika was giving her a bit of a reprieve from her attacks...but then those awful, brutal knees flew upwards, smashing right into her bare stomach. The Latina lurched forwards, her eyes wide as the strikes pushed the air right out of her body, leaning her breathless, speechless.

She honestly couldn't believe Mika was still brutalizing her like this. Her arms reached up, gripping the ropes tight, just to keep herself from tipping forward back to the mat. She looked extremely shaken, wobbling as she leaned against the corner...and then Mika hopped up onto the ropes in front of her. One more time, Mika swung that generous ass of her's back towards Angel, and this time she would pull it off. Her large buttocks slammed right into the Latina's midsection, causing her body to jerk heavily against the corner.

"Nnngh!" came the call from her lips, as Angel began to slump down against the corner, inwardly hoping, praying that either Mika would end this or that she could pull off some miracle and turn things back around again.

As Mika's firm rear slammed back against Angel's midsection, the Rainbow Warrior felt the Latina jerk forwards and slump against her. She felt the Latina's warm breath gasping against her shouder, and she knew, at this point, she had Angel right where she wanted her. Angel had been pummelled to the point where she could barely fight back: all Mika had to do now was finisher her off.

Turning around, Mika caught her breath for a bit as she leaned against Angel, trapping her foe briefly in the corner. "You...shouldnt have...called me a clown...chica..." she whispered into her foe's ear. "That belt...is mine."

And with that, Mika grabbed Angel by the arm, and, with a sharp twist, whipped her towards the ropes. The moment Angel came bouncing back, Mika would go runnig at her, aiming to knock her down with a hard clothesline. Once she managed that, she would keep running to the ropes, jump up to the middile rope, and springboard off for a someraulting body slam right on top of her prone opponent, ending the match in style with one of her signiature finishers, the Sardine Beach Special!

Angel squirmed, very very slightly, as Mika turned towards her, pushing up close against her body. She could feel Mika's form pushing against her, trapping her further against the corner. She shivered again, listening to Mika's words, feeling quite powerless and weak...

...until Mika had the mistake of mentioning the belt to her. Mentioning the title to the Latina was the biggest mistake that the Rainbow Warrior could have made. All of a sudden, Angel snapped out of her daze, remembering where she was and just why she was here. There was a title on the line, dammit! And not just any title, but the biggest, most important title! The belt she had been chasing after for most of her AFW career!

As Mika grabbed Angel's arm and started to pull her out of the corner, Angel's mind began to focus, to sharpen. She was tired, she was damn tired, and what she really wanted was a chance to just lie the hell down and rest, but...everything was on the line right now! If she lost here, if she let Mika defeat her, she would never get the chance again. She would be a nobody. Everything she had fought for and worked for and trained for would mean nothing if she lost now.

Across the ring she flew, flying straight towards the ropes. As she hit them, she rebounded back towards Mika, but as she did so she took a deep breath, drawing up the absolute last reserves of energy she could muster, using everything in her power to regain control of her movement. She watched Mika's arm come flying up for the clothesline as the blonde approached, ducking straight under it as she neared Mika. The blonde's arm flew harmlessly over her head and Angel kept moving, heading straight towards the opposite ropes as she passed right by Mika, determined on turning this back around one last time!

Breaking into a run, Mika hurled herself at Angel, ready to end the match here and now, to make this silver-haired girl regret ever making fun of her, and to finally take the title belt that she had been working long and hard to get a shot at. As Angel rebounded off the ropes, Mika ran to intercept her, raising an arm to nail her with a clothesline...

...and watched, too slow to react, as Angel ducked under her extended arm! Gasping, Mika tried to turn around, but her momentum propelled her onwards. At that very same moment, something unusual happened: for the first time in years, Mika, who had been in dozens of matches and had been trained by the best, lost her footing.

Stumbling on her feet, Mika gave a cry of alarm as her body twisted, and then toppled backwards. She found herself sprawling into the ropes, her arms draping over the middle ropes and then getting intertwined. Alarmed, Mika slumped over, held up only by her badly entangled arms. She kicked her legs frantically, trying to regain her footing as she found herself trapped in the ropes! "Wha...whaaat?!!"

The crowd was going absolutely insane as Angel ducked under Mika's clothesline. Mika's fans were in completely disbelief that Angel was still somehow fighting back, and Angel's fans sounded like they were about to explode when they saw their hero ducking under Mika's arm. Angel basked in those cheers, using them to help motivate herself, to keep her body moving, to keep riding the high of the crowd until this was over.

She struck the ropes of the ring and rebounded off of them, turning back towards Mika, dashing straight towards her. She almost stopped in disbelief though, when she noticed that Mika was tangled up in the ropes. A grin extended across her face, and she knew now that she had the perfect chance to finally end this.

The Latina neared in on Mika, letting out a loud, defiant yell as she approached her. Once she was close enough, one of her toned, powerful legs came flying up towards Mika's chin. Straight up into the air that leg came, trying to smash right into the Rainbow Warrior's jaw with one of her finishers, her mighty superkick known as the Angel's Kiss!

Mika was panicking now, twisting and writhing against the ropes as she tried to pull her arms free. Somehow, bother the upper and middle ropes had gotten intertwined around her arms, and no matter how she struggled, she couldn't pull herself free. "No...d-dammit!" she cried, her cheeks burning with embarassment. She had been so close, so close, and now something like this had happened! What would Zanghief-sama say if he saw her like this, making such a rookie mistake?

The sound of movement caused her to look up. In front of her, Angel gave a loud yell as she shot her leg up at Mika in a powerful kick. Gasping in alarm, Mika did the only thing she could do in a situation like this: she twisted her head to the side, hoping to somehow avoid the kick.

Instead, Mika's entire body jolted violently as Angel's boot cannoned into Mika's forehead. The crowd collectively gasped as Mika was nailed by the powerful kick, and could only watch helplessly as the Rainbow Warrior slumped down to her knees, held up only by the ropes trapping her arms. Her head slumped low, and blood could be seen oozing over her mask and cheek from where Angel's kick had opened up a cut in the Rainbow Warrior's forehead.

Mika groaned as she tilted her head from side to side. She was still conscious, but also badly dazed, and completely vulnerable to whatever Angel decided to do next...

"Yeah!" shouted Angel, as her boot connected squarely with Mika's forehead. She had missed her original mark, but she had still landed a solid blow on Mika. Her grin widened, as she bounced back a step away from the blonde, fully expecting the woman to be completely knocked out by the finishing superkick.

But as she backed off and looked down at Mika, her grin faded away, and not for the first time she found herself staring at Mika in shock. The woman was still conscious! She was on her knees, but she was still conscious and groaning! Angel could hardly believe it. She had never seen someone take her kick like that and still be moving around, even if was just a little bit.

The Latina stared down at Mika for a moment more, and in that moment her shock faded away, her expression changing to one of anger, of cold fury. She was tired. She was tired of everything. Mika, this match, herself for blowing so many chances and for not being able to put Mika away sooner. She was going to end this, once and for all, right here and now, and show everyone that she deserved the title, deserved to be known as the best damn wrestler this company had to offer.

Quickly Angel stepped back in towards Mika, reaching out to grab one of her arms, to jerk it free from the ropes, then she would reach out and grab for the other one, too. She needed Mika standing, back up on her feet, and once she had freed the Rainbow Warrior's arms she then would pull her up so she was just like that, standing right beside Mika. She let out a growl at the blonde, gripping one of her arms tight, then trying to whip Mika this time, trying to send her hurtling back towards the opposite ropes.

As she released Mika, she moved into a ready position, hoping that Mika would rebound back at her. When the blonde did, Angel would explode, her leg coming up again towards her, aiming a second Angel's Kiss straight up towards Mika. This time though, she put everything she had into it. Every single bit of strength, every ounce of fury and hatred, every single damn bit of power she could muster she threw into that superkick, hoping, praying, knowing that this had to be the one to finally put Mika down...

Mika's head swam as she slumped down to her knees, her vision reduced to a chaotic blur as she swayed uncertainly. She could barely even hear the shouts of the crowd past the ringing in her ears and the hellish throbbing in her skull. Blood continued to ooze from the cut in her forehead, leaving a long streak of crimson running down the side of her face. Somehow, the Rainbow Warrior was still conscious, but she it was obvious that she was not in a good state.

Even as Mika's fans screamed for her to fight back, Angel pulled the Rainbow Warrior free from the ropes and dragged her up to her feet. Mika could only stare with glassy, uncomprehending as as she swayed unsteadily on her feet, before her Latina opponent told a firm grip on her arm and whipped her across the ring.

Mika stumbled as she ran, everything around her turning into a blur of velocity as she hit the ropes and rebounded hard. Spinning around, and barely able to maintain her balance, the Rainbow Warrior stumbled towards Angel...

A second later, Angel's boot thundered into Mika's head. Her world seemed to explode as she was knocked clean off her feet in in a spray of sweat and blood, and sent crashing onto her back. The audience gave a collective gasp, as, for the second time in this match, the Rainbow Warrior was nailed by Angel's deadly finisher. This time, however, Mika seemed to have been knocked out-- the blonde-haired girl lay sprawled at Angel's feet, her eyes closed as she lay unmoving.

Angel's body shuddered as her boot connected against Mika's head again. It was a good feeling though, the feeling of letting out all her stress and anxiety into one solid, strong attack. She watched as Mika dropped to the mat at her feet, seemingly knocked out, her Angel's Kiss seeming to have done it's job.

Angel wasn't going to take any chances though. As soon as Mika collapsed, Angel dropped to her knees beside her, then fell straight onto her, pushing her body down against Mika's, pinning her to the mat. She didn't have the energy to move, nor to try to lift Mika's leg, but she had Mika covered, and the blonde's shoulders were down. That was all Angel needed.

The referee dropped down beside the two women, slapping the mat to begin her count. The crowd went silent as the count began, the sound of the referee's hand hitting the canvas and the sound of her voice echoing throughout the arena.

"One...!"

Even as Angel dropped down against Mika, the Rainbow Warrior made no reaction as her leg was hooked. Her eyes remained closed, and she did not move as the countdown began. Her fans became all the more intense now, screaming and shrieking for their bloodied heroine to get back up, while at the same time fearful of how badly she might have been hurt by Angel's vicious kicks...