AV 13 Loser Leaves Friction Match: Cassie Vs. Dark Angel

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Cassie Elliot
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Vs.

Dark Angel
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Match Type: Standard
Winning Conditions: Pinfall, Submission or Knockout
Special Conditions: The loser will be banned from Friction

Friction is only big enough for one of them. In a destined match, culminating on the grandest stage in all of wrestling, two warriors will meet for a final clash of ideas. A chance to settle scores and prove themselves in front of a great and excited audience. And after all is said and done, only one of them will be able to call Friction home.

With the highlights of the previous match still playing on the giant screen, the ring announcer began announcing the following match. "The following contest is scheduled for one fall. It is a special 'Loser Leaves Friction' match. Introducing first, Daaaark Angeeeeeel!" Despite the announcer saying Angel's name, a different [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qomJhKEUMnk&t=0m48s:18unrsqk]theme[/url:18unrsqk] suddenly started playing. The titantron showed generic animations and motions in between occasional images of Talia leaping off the turnbuckle or landing a dropkick.

Then, sporting her new red outfit, Talia entered the arena. The lively pay per view crowd cheered her on but only as much as a virtually unknown person would be cheered for. Her long, crimson hair matched her fiery red outfit. She didn't cheer or raise her fist in the air proudly. The woman just walked down the ramp calmly and slid into the ring. Her mind wasn't on the fans or her entrance. There were far more important things to worry about. Not the least of it was that now everyone whom she had crossed as Dark Angel knew her identity. Even that didn't bother her as much anymore. The truth was that she had come to terms with the fact that people were always going to hate her. She was alone in this world. And the only thing she could do was fight back against those who sought to undo her.

The redhead walked over to her side of the ring and calmly took a deep breath. Then, she turned to look up at the entrance awaiting her opponent.

In the last moments before the music and the lights, before she stepped into the arena to face the crowd, Cassie was alone.

She wiped under her eyes with her fingers and drew a long, unsteady breath and let it out as slowly as she could. The dull throbbing of the crowd that crept though the walls was nothing compared to the pounding of her heart, it rang in her ears until it was finally drowned out by [url=http://youtu.be/66KhzUMY8gE:2xz021s8]the first thin rays of her music[/url:2xz021s8]. It was time.

Without thinking, she set her face in stone and strode out onto the top of the entrance ramp. The noise took her by surprise. She squinted into the lights at the crowd, the sheer size of it, the energy in the room was something she'd never experienced before. Despite her attempts to look tough, her face broke into a bashful smile. She gave a little wave, which drew a renewed wave of cheers.

Over her gold and white suit, she wore a snug white t-shirt with the words "Love makes us strong" in big, stylized letters across the front. Over that, her long, flowing cape.

She made her way to the ring and stepped under the middle rope, without ever taking her eyes off of her opponent. Gone was the white kitsune mask, instead she wore the face of her old friend, but Cassie made no mistake that it was the very same girl who had savagely gutted her life and ruined everything. She had strained her relationships with her friends, tainted her relationship with her family, taken Mamouru from her, for whatever he meant to her... She took away her purity and her happiness and her peace of mind, her sound sleep at night and her clear-headed optimism in the morning, and now to lose this match she'd lose her dream, and never see her friends again. She'd be back in Canada, right where she started.

"Hi, Talia." Her voice was soft, loud enough to be heard, but her face was a mask, empty of feeling and without expression.

Akashi hadn't gotten a ticket to the show. She was a co-main eventer for the evening, there was no real reason for her to have one. But she had some time before her match and had to get a near front row seat for this match. She put on some sunglasses and found a hoodie that was big enough for her and squeezed into it. Once she was ready, she put her master plan into motion.

Akashi strolled down the stairs towards the front and when she found an aisle that was close to the front, she grinned and looked at the rows of people that lined the seats. She saw what looked like a girl sitting alone and slipped through the crowd until she was next to her. She leaned over and made polite conversation with the girl. After a moment, she asked if she could burrow the girl's seat. Receiving a now, Akashi grinned, expecting as much. There was no hotter ticket than Avalanche.

Akashi then pulled down her hoodie and flipped up her glasses at the girl <Would you mind sharing?> Akashi said. The girl practically melted and Akashi was found with an open seat. She pulled off her kimono and shushed the girl, trying to tell her to keep things a secret even though she was now getting stares. by this time, Talia had already entered and Cassie was just getting into the ring. She plopped down and pulled the ecstatic girl onto her lap juts as Cassie faced off with Talia. In a second, she was up to her feet once more.

"CASSSSIIIIIEEEEE-SAAAAAAN!" She bellowed. "BANZAAAAAAAIIIIII!"

Being in tension certainly made attending the friction PPVâ€s much easier. Of course, it did take some doing for them to get such good seats. Especially while not trying to actively let Cassie know just where theyâ€d be. Oh she knew they would be attending, but didnâ€t know theyâ€d be right in the front row.

Of course, as they were about to get up and hoot and holler, they noticed Akashi doing the same. In fact, she was only a few seats down. The three of them gave a wild grin, and Ro gave Akashi a thumbs up. They didnâ€t immediately know who she was, but they knew she was loudly cheering for Cassie and thatâ€s all they needed to know.

Once they acknowledged Akasi, John stood his tall body up and hoisted a giant banner up in the air. Immediately after, Ro and Amanda stood up. They were in size order, and each of them held a progressively longer stick which held up the entire banner.

Naturally, the entire banner was a giant crayon drawn picture of Cassie, courtesy of Ro, which bore the words “GIVE ‘EM HELL CASSIE!” in Johnâ€s thick, block handwriting. Underneath, in sloppier, playful letters it read “YOU CAN SCORE GRYFYNDOR!” This, including the misspelling, was written by Amanda.

“YOU GOT THIS CASSIE!” John screamed over the crowed, his loud and deep voice booming over them. Ro shouted too, but it wasnâ€t nearly as booming (yet had the same volume) “GO GET ‘ER! WEâ€RE HERE FOR YOU,GET 'ER OUTA HERE!!” Amanda, though, knew Cassie the least and was, in fact, not very focused. She was also highly eccentric, so lacking a more personal message she just settles on Henry V. "ONCE MORE UNTO THE BREACH, DEAR FRIENDS, ONCE MORE!" Amanda screamed, leaving out the part about the many English dead which King Henry would talk about.

Cassie was jarred loose from her trance by Akashi's unmistakable voice. She lifted her head and looked around for her, but a huge banner caught her eye first.

"What's a ger..fer...fin...fin..." She said under her breath. Then she noticed John, Ro, and Amanda and instantly blushed. She gave them a shy little wave and forced her attention back on Talia.

"So this is it, right?" She asked.

Talia had stared at Cassie her entire trip down the ramp and into the ring. Not once did she take her eyes off of her enemy. It wasn't like Cassie could somehow ambush her with something head on. She was staring because she wanted to know what could ever be going on inside that head of hers. That expressionless look of hers said it all. This was the girl that viciously and intentionally crippled her in the ring five months back. Not only did she nearly drown Talia in her own blood, but she also went out of her way to break her jaw. And all of this was a-okay in everyone's eyes. People just kept cheering Cassie on like she was some heaven sent angel that could do whatever she wanted.

It made her sick.

Talia broke her stare when she heard cheers nearby. Of course. Always numbers. She always brought numbers. Whether it was Johnny or Akashi or Taylor...someone always had her back. Someone always cheered her on no matter how far she had fallen. Not a single person had ever done that for Talia. Not when she was Dark Angel and not before she had snapped. Cassie could have murdered someone and Akashi would've had her back.

And it made her even sicker.

Talia turned her gaze back towards Cassie and shook her head. "Yea. After this, you won't be able to send your goons to rough me up at my fucking house...or...or to blindside me with ambulance matches." Talia shook her head again and stopped talking. What else was there to say? Nothing she ever said made things better in anyway for anyone. No one ever cared about anything she ever said. She leaned against the turnbuckle and waited for the match to start. The time for words had passed anyways.

"I..." The bell rang, but Cassie lingered in her corner for a moment. "I wanted to stop you. I... really hope that you lose."

She pulled off her cape and flung it out of the ring, and then peeled her t-shirt off over her head and threw it away too. She had butterflies in her stomach as she walked out of her corner. She wrung her hands to keep them from shaking. She'd fought Talia twice, and both times she gave us the worst beating she'd ever had. She couldn't be nice. She couldn't start slow. She couldn't lose focus.

She walked straight to the middle of the ring, but didn't stop. She strode toward Talia and when she got close enough she sprung in, grabbed for her wrist with one hand and threw a stiff palm strike angled up at the girl's chin with the other.

Talia set out from her corner as soon as the bell rang. Cassie approached her the same. Even after all their matches against one another, she still wasn't sure how to start. Cassie, on the other hand, seemed to know exactly what she was going to do. At the last second Talia tried to pull her head away to dodge the minor blow. To 99% of the roster, that blow would've been shrugged off, ignored even. Her fragile jaw had healed as much as it could but it was far and away her weakest point.

And Cassie knew that.

Talia's eyes squeezed shut as she recoiled backwards from the pain in her jaw. It hadn't re-injured just yet. She managed to contain her pain audibly and looked back angrily at the natural redhead. You bitch. She grabbed Cassie's wrist so each of them held onto the other the same way. And Talia drove her forehead into Cassie's face.

"Agh!" Cassie stumbled back a step, reeling from the headbutt, but her grip on Talia's arm stopped her from going to far. She touched her nose on the side that Talia's forehead had hit. It hurt.

Her green eyes flashed angrily and her free hand shot out to grab for Talia's other wrist, and with her grip on each she yanked the girl in and answered back with a hard headbutt of her own.