Mai Nagasawa Vs. Iron Maiden

Mai waited. on her perch like a cat-eared gargoyle. She knew full well that the first slip up could cost her the match. Even in this position, she had to watch her moves carefully. Iron Maiden's head already proved to Mai to be as strong as the metal she was named for. A frog splash or any thing similar would most likely prove her undoing as well. Maiden was slow and clunky but she might be able to catch Mai in the air. Then she'd be screwed.

Mai decided that she needed to bring Maiden down and continue to confuse her. There was one thing she could try that might bewilder the maiden enough to work. As Maiden marched forward, Mai wondered if the only thing about her that was slow was her attacks. She decided to pull out a trick from an old book. The absolute oldest.

"Oi, look up there!" Mai said and pointed straight up. She then leaped off the turnbuckle and twisted her body. She was pulling off a risky move. Though her legs were powerful, she wasn't known for a whole lot of high flying. even if her plan worked, she might not eve able to execute the move properly. She tried to catch Iron Maiden's head with her ankles and swing her body like a pendulum so she could execute a hurricanrana on the bigger girl. As long as momentum, gravity and luck were on her side, she just might be able to put the huge red head onto the ground.

Iron Maiden stopped about a foot and a half away from the turnbuckles when Mai told her her to look up. Such an old, childish trick would never have worked on anyone of a sound mind... but Iron Maiden's mind was not sound. She was a psychologically damaged woman, and the world was now seeing just how touched in the head she was as she curiously stared up at the rafters to see what Mai was talking about.

"Oi Maiden, what are you doing!?" screamed Kyla suddenly, her normally coy and intelligent demeanor crumbling as she witnessed her client falling for such a silly trick. Not only was it risking them the match, but it was just downright humiliating for Kyla as both Iron Maiden's manager and doctor.

Startled by the fury she heard in Dr. Fairchild's voice, Iron Maiden snapped her head back and stared out of the ring at her. It was at this point she saw Mai flying towards her out of the corner of her eye, but she was half a second too late to do anything about it. Or at least too late to avoid it. The moment the Mai's ankles locked around Iron Maiden's neck, the young idle would find trying to perform a hurricanrana on her was like trying to uproot a tree. Maiden was indeed caught off guard and stumbled to the side a good few inches, but Mai would find that she could not take the big woman off her feet. And now with Mai's legs still locked around Maiden'shead, Kyla saw a brief window of opportunity.

"Grab her! Quickly!" she urgently commanded Maiden, knowing there were barely seconds before Mai unlatched her legs. Maiden did as instructed and grabbed Mai by one leg and from there reached for one of her arms. "Now put her into the move I showed you! The Torture Rack!" Kyla then ordered. If Mai overheard this, she'd know just how much trouble she was in, and it would be in her best interest to break away from the towering she-beast's grip if she wanted to avoid being bent in half.

Mai felt her legs grip onto Maiden's head and she swung with exhilaration, thinking the flashy move could bring the huge red head down. But where Iron Maiden was supposed to tumble, she just stumbled and Mai was left swinging pendulously from the giant woman.

The idol already knew she was in a bad spot but when she heard Kayla call for the torture rack, her eyes widened with fear. As she dangled in Iron Maiden's grip, Mai tucked her arms against her body and frantically began to jam her boot as hard as she could into Maiden's chin over and over again to try and free herself.

Iron Maiden was a slow learner when it came picking up the basics of wrestling. Even the most mundane aspects of the sport were difficult for her to wrap her head around, and frustrating for Kyla Fairchild to try to teach her. So needless to say, teaching Iron Maiden complex maneuver and holds was a near impossible task. The Torture Rack was with out a doubt the most complicated move Kyla had managed to teach her addle minded client thus far, but even still Iron Maiden had trouble performing it. The red headed giantess needed time to load her opponent up onto her shoulders and remember which parts of the body to grab and where and how to bend them. So this, combined with the fact that Mai was now putting up a fight and Maiden had an awkward grip on her to begin with, made it unlikely that she'd pull off the Torture Rack from the very start.

Mai's arm soon slipped out of Iron Maiden's grasp, but the she-beast still had a hold of her leg... and after being kicked several times in the chin, she looked enraged. At this point Iron Maiden gave up on attempting any technical moves, and decided to simply harm Mai in whatever way felt natural. To this end she grabbed hold of Mai's leg with both hands and swung her with as much might as she could muster, sending the girl flying straight back towards the top turnbuckle she had previously been perched upon.

Mai knew that Iron Maiden had a strong chin but even the toughest fighters couldn't just take shots without defending themselves. Mai hoped she could dislodge herself and scramble away. Unfortunately, Maiden grabbed her legs with both hands and simply flung the idol like she was a doll.

Mai shrieked as she impacted against the turnbuckle. She slumped into the corner, groaning. "Nnnnn...." Mai flopped to her side, gripping her shoulder. It hurt a lot but she knew if she didn't try and get away from Maiden, things would be infinitely worse. She tried to roll out of the ring before Maiden could get to her.

"Well that works." Kyla mused to herself with a cool smile. She watched as her powerful she-beast descended upon the now dazed and damaged Mecha-Neko Mai, and realized she needn't even give Maiden commands at this point. Anything that Iron Maiden had in store for Mai would surely put the young woman away. All Kyla needed to do was make sure Iron Maiden abode by the rules and pinned Mai when the time was right. Assuming that the girl didn't submit before then.

As Iron Maiden neared Mai however, the girl smartly attempted to vacate the ring to gain herself some time. Seeing this, and seeing as she was on her side of the ring, Kyla impulsively chose to intervene. She ran to the ring apron and extended her arms, putting herself in Mai's way and keeping her from doing anything more than rolling onto the edge of the ring apron. Kyla received a heavy helping of angry boos from the crowd for her actions, not to mention the attention of the referee. She stared at the ref with a straight face as she yelled at her and warned her to step back. And step back Kyla did... but only after she had given Iron Maiden the precious seconds the she-beast needed to catch up. Kyla stepped away with a triumphant smirk and watched as Iron Maiden grabbed Mai by the hair and yanked her back into the ring through the middle ropes.

Mai rolled, thinking she had time to escape. But as she turned, she came face to face with Kyla Fairchild. She froze, wondering if the doctor would risk the match just to punish Mai. As she pulled away, Mai sighed. She heard the referee and it seemed like she'd decided not to.

Unfortunately, the reason she was retreating in the first place had not stopped her pursuit and when the Mecha Neko felt a burning in her scalp, she cried out and brought her hands to her head as she was hauled up painfully.

"Ahhhhh! Ahhhhaahhh!"

Tears welled at the corners of her eyes as she kicked and writhed, tryimd to fight against Iron Maiden and the humiliating way she was being pulled back into the ring.

Iron Maiden literally dragged her kicking and screaming opponent to the center of the ring. She refused to give Mai the chance to even stand up, which likely would have given the idol a better chance at getting out of Maiden's grip. Once she had dragged her as far away from the ropes as possible, Maiden finally stopped and relinquished her grip on the girl's hair, only to simultaneously trade off by clasping her other hand around Mai's throat. Using the grip she had on Mais neck, Maiden lifted her up to her feet and and forcefully pulled her forward into an attempted headbutt to her forehead.

If Mai hadn't somehow managed to slip away before the headbutt made contact, she'd find that Iron Maiden's own forehead was just as hard and solid as the rest of her. And that combined with the force of which Maiden yanked Mai towards herself, the headbutt would hold enough impact to potentially give a concussion to the average person.

Mai was screaming bloody murder as she was towed tot he center of the ring. Her eyes were shut tightly to keep the tears inside as her legs kicked and futilely slid along the mat. The fans gasped in horror as their beloved idol was put into such a humiliating position by the big brutish girl.

Her hands clawed at her own scalp desperate to pull Iron Maiden's Iron grip on her hair. She was finally given some reprieve when her hair was let go and she was about to flop to the ring when Iron Maiden lurched her arm around and dug her fingers into Mai's neck. A horrible gagging motion seeped from her mouth and Mai tried kicking Maiden's thighs and stomach with all her strength, trying to use her long legs to walk up Maiden and pit her powerful legs against the Behemoth's arm strength.

Mai's cheeks were turning red with the combined might of Maiden's squeeze on her neck and her fight against the big red head's strength as she pushed with all her strength. Even more so when she felt the Maiden pull with her arm. Mai had bunched herself into a near ball position with one feet pressing into Maiden's stomach. The firmness of the girl and her sturdy frame at least gave Mai a platform with which to brace herself if nothing else.

Iron Maiden founded it surprisingly difficult to pull off the move, due to Mai's desperate writhing and struggling. While the girl was unable to escape her grip, she was at least preventing Maiden was yanking her forward into her signature headbutt, by scrunching up her body and keeping one leg extended against Iron Maiden's sturdy abdomen. Maiden was growing increasingly frustrated with her opponent's obstinance. Usually when she got her hands on someone, nothing could prevent her from doing exactly what she wanted to them, so this was a new and infuriating experience for the towering she-beast.

Kyle Fairchild on the other hand was greatly enjoying the show. Mai's horrific screams coupled with the boos and gasps of appall from the crowd, were nothing short of amusing to the good doctor. This was exactly how it should be. How she wanted it. No opponent should be able to match her Iron Maiden in a physical confrontation, and the fact that all Mai could do was struggle to avoid having her skull cracked, satisfied Kyla quite a bit. Of course that didn't mean she was willing to wait around forever for Iron Maiden to finally flatten the young idol. "Now now, Iron Maiden! It seems she's not having it!" she called to her client. "And if she doesn't want it, then she simply doesn't want it! So just... toss her!!" she commanded with a malicious grin.

Iron Maiden glanced over at Kyla for a second or two, before locking her violent gaze back on Mai. She reached out with her free hand and clasped the side of Mai's head like it were a beach ball. Then, with a two handed grip on the girl, Maiden flung Mai sideways with all her strength, finally relinquishing her hold on her in an attempt to send her flying across the ring and into the turnbuckles.