Post by hawkeye on Sept 5, 2022 14:09:41 GMT
The sun was getting pretty low on Slaybor Day 2022 when things grew even darker thanks to the arrival of 'Passive' on the arena's speakers.
PASSIVE:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=oWkHQQpzuF8
“Ladies and gentlemen, it is now time for our Main Event! The following contest is scheduled for one fall with a sixty minute time limit and it is for the FAWN World Championship! Introducing first, she is the challenger. Hailing from New Cannan Louisiana, she stands at five feet nine inches tall and weighs in at one hundred and forty five pounds. She is the Crimson Cagliostro, the Mistress of Puppets and the Eighth Deadly Sin. She is TEMPTRESS… CELIA BLASSENVILLE!”
CELIA BLASSENVILLE:
Already loud, the jeers grew to dangerous levels when the woman in question stepped out of the gloom and into the spotlight atop the stage. Always intrigued by the atavistic loathing shown by this collection of bipedal lab rats, Blassenville scanned them like she was already thinking about her next article rather than a battle with the domineering World Champion. But you'd be wrong. She was actually thinking about both topics, namely how the thorough destruction of the latter could lead to a stellar example of the former. Pleased at the prospect, Celia shifted her attention to the squared circle and strode in that direction.
For tonight's hostile takeover of the DaynaCorp juggernaut, Blassenville sported a gleaming black lycra one-piece with long ‘sleeves’ that were comprised of a pair of thin ebon bands that wound around her arms, ending just above the wrists. Her ensemble finished with matching kneepads and gleaming white wrestling boots, while her long copper-colored hair was pulled back into a tight braid that hung almost to the small of her back. As usual the signs on the aisle were painfully uninteresting, save for one that was worthy of at least a brief response:
'HURT ME!' SAID THE MASOCHIST!
“No. replied the sadist.”
The weirdo holding the sign looked thrilled as Celia resumed her stroll to the squared circle. Heading up the steps without another glance spared for the crowd, Blassenville wiped her boots on the apron, then dipped through the ropes and took her place in the spotlight to ensure the denizens of this colossal Petri Dish knew things Erza's stock was about to crash and burn. Nick Castle stepped in beside her when the lights went up so of course the challenger turned around and strolled to the far corner so he had to follow her there before he could run through his final inspection.
As Celia's music faded into the background, the Champion's anthem slowly took over the arena as the Announcer welcomed The Executrix to the ring.
YOUR GOD IS DEAD:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=FT8nG9hv168
"And introducing her opponent, hailing from Tel Aviv, Israel! She stands at five feet ten inches tall and weighs in tonight at one-hundred and thirty-five pounds! She is...FAWN Champion of the World! DAYNA ERRRRRZAAAA!"
The Israeli Powerhouse took center stage as she stepped out of the arena entrance, "...and accompanying her to the ring, Valerie Stipanovic!"
All attention was on the champion for the night as she wore an extremely high-cut silver turtleneck one piece with a chest-to-belly cutout, showing off her cleavage and legs that rivaled her companion. Whistles and cheers filled the arena as the seductive Executrix marched down the ring, with belt over her shoulders. Even for the stoic Dayna, with the cheers she received, it was hard to keep a slight smile off her face. Her outfit was completed with black knee pads and white boots.
"I have to admit Miss Stipanovic, I wasn't quite sure leaving you to design my new gear was a wise choice. Until now." Dayna praised her employee as she walked her way down the ramp.
"Trust me, boss! With a figure like yours, it's a waste not to flaunt it!" Val replied excitedly with a slap on Dayna's almost bare glutes, turning off the gleeful expression on Dayna's face.
"Boundaries, Miss Stipanovic" Dayna responded with a stern expression causing Valerie to gulp a ball of saliva down her throat, "Suh... Sorry boss!"
Stipanovic hurried onto the apron and widened the gap between the top and middle ropes while Dayna ascended to the ring via ring steps and stepped through the proffered passage. The champion made her way to the ropes where the nearest camera was and raised her title into the air, posing for the crowd to snap at her before returning to the center.
“An interesting sartorial choice.” Blassenville murmured from her corner. “All those hours in the gym ultimately rendered meaningless when that bare waist only reminds these idiots where the World Championship USED to reside.”
"Don't worry Miss Blassenville, my outfit won't affect my ability to defeat you in any way." Dayna confidently replied with her eyes locked onto her challenger as she handed the title to Nick Castle.
The Senior Official ordered the champ to the opposite corner, then proceeded to show off the belt to all four sides of the ring. The Israeli Powerhouse bounced about in her corner to warm herself up while Celia stood relaxed in her corner.
Dayna was quick to leave her corner when the bell sounded. While the World Champ feared no challenge the locker room could muster, she'd seen enough of the Temptress to know she didn't want to find herself trapped with buckles on one side and Blassenville on the other. Celia noted the brunette's approach, then flicked her attention to Valerie Stipanovic. Stems met her gaze without flinching, though there was nothing in the former Tag Champ's demeanor that suggested she was itching for a fight. Filing that information away for future reference, Blassenville exited the corner and strode along the ropes to ensure Erza would have to pivot in place if she wanted to keep the redhead in her sites.
Dayna did so, though she didn't bother to raise her hands until Celia curved off the ropes and strode into the middle of the ri-- Blassenville exploded forward, swept Dayna into a Collar & Elbow and marched her back a few steps before the Israeli Powerhouse threw back her left leg like a kickstand to halt their progress. Dark eyes narrowed as she braced against the challenger's strength, Dayna abruptly plowed forward to regain two of the steps she'd ceded. It would've been more but the Mistress of Puppets dug in her heels and try as she might, Erza couldn't move her from that spot.
Their stalemate continued for several more seconds before champion and challenger broke the clench on some unspoken agreement and began to circle, each Destroyer rolling her shoulders as they thought about the next engagement. No one had to wait long, three times around and then it was right back to the Lock-UpNO! The Executrix slipped an arm through Celia's defenses, wrapped it around the back of her neck and doubled the powerful redhead over with a Side Headlock that let her grrrrrrrrrriiiiiiiind the redhead's temple against the point of her hip!
Grimacing as Erza tried to crush her noggin, Blassenville delivered a few open-palmed swats to the brunette's lower back, then set the heel of her palm against that same spot and shoved hard! Erza started forward fast only to dig in her heels and lean back, the savvy World Champ refusing to relinquish her grip on the Temptress so easily. “When it comes to brute strength you may yet prove an interesting opponent.” Dayna admitted as she continued to bear down on the other wrestler's skull. “But it will take more that brute strength... or your childish mind games, to wrest the title from around my waisSSEERRRGGHHH!”
Blassenville settled on a mixture of both approaches when she hooked her fingers into the leg-holes of Erza's elegant one-piece and yanked the material between the champ's cheeks with a brisk wedgie! Dayna bared her teeth and adjusted her footing without relinquishing the Headlock, but Celia still managed to wrench control from the brunette's grasp by repeating the shove that'd been so recently denied. This time Dayna shot loose and continued on to the ropes where she turned around and rushed back meaning to--“NNNGGHHH!”
Blassenville caught her coming in with a short Shoulderblock to the sternum, an admittedly mundane piece of offense that still earned an 'Oooooohhhh' from the crowd because it knocked Dayna flat on her back!
Far more startled than hurt by this sudden shift from vertical to horizontal, Erza started to shake it off, then stopped when the redhead knelt beside her and murmured, “Did you really think a championship portfolio consisting of plucky lightweights and aggrieved underlings was enough to prepare you for what I have to offer? You have no idea what I can do to that blank chalkboard you call a mind... but I'm more than happy to show you.”
Celia reached out to grab a handful of hair only for Erza to swat it aside and spin to one knee in the same motion. “Your threats don't faze me, Blassenville.” Dayna glowered as she got to her feet. “But your prurient tactics may lead this contest down a road you're not ready to navigNNGGHHH!”
The Red Menace turned her left shoulder toward the champ, reached that arm across her chest and delivered a single CRACKING Knife-Edge Chop to Erza's chest! “Please.” Celia replied with palpable scorn. “As if you've ever ONCE been in a fight with stipulations that weren't set exactly to your liking well in advance. You may cut an impressive figure in a pencil skirt, but you're a child lost in the woods when it comes to actual comERRHHH!”
Dayna answered back with a Knife-Edge Chop of her own, one that raised an immediate welt on the challenger's pale decolletage. “If all of the trees in this forest are as flimsy as you, I'll be carving a swath home in no tiNNNGGHHH!”
Blassenville interrupted with a straight jab to the mouth that sent Erza backpedaling into the ropes. “You'd be better served turning around and slinking up the ramp.” Celia noted with a nasty smile. “Because the path ahead only leads to pain, humiliation and ultimately, the loss of your cherished golden prize.”
Features stern as she brushed the back of one wrist across her mouth, Dayna straightened up and replied, “You hold no fear for me, Temptress. Therefore you have no power over me.”
“Give me time.” Blassenville stepped back while beckoning the brunette forward. “We're still getting to know one another.”
Erza had no interest in familiarizing herself with the redhead (beyond the purposes of scouting this match, of course) but she wasn't about to let anyone walk into her ring and punch her in the mouth without immediate repercussions. To that end she stormed off the ropes and fired a quick Haymaker at Blassenville's jaw, unfortunately the challenger knocked it aside with a well-placed forearm, then grabbed a handful of the Executrix's hair and jerked her forward into a Headbutt to the bridge of the nose! Erza's eyes watered and her legs shivered, but she didn't go down, not that Celia had expected her to. Indeed, the brunette's continued verticality made it far easier for the Red Menace to hook her left arm over Dayna's right shoulder and slip her right arm between the champ's long legs. Grabbing a handful of Erza's glutes certainly wasn't pivotal to muscling the brunette up onto her shoulder, but it didn't stop the Blassenville from doing exactly that. Hardly used to being muscled around the ring so easily, a startled Dayna managed to deliver a few quick punches to the redhead's tummy even as Celia stomped across the ring and tossed her burden forward and down, Blassenville falling to her knees in the process to smash the Israeli Powerhouse between the canvas and her hundred and forty-five pounds with a huge Scoop Slam!
SCOOP POWER SLAM:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=CHIM8fRvWGk
Dayna sat up at once, one hand going to the small of her back while the other reached for the ropes. She would've reached them with just a little more time if Celia hadn't pressed a hand to her face and shoved the stunned brunette back to the mat. Blassenville stood up immediately thereafter and turned like she was going to walk away only to set her right heel against Dayna's forehead and TWIST like she was stomping out a particularly nasty bug!
Erza yelped, rolled over onto her stomach and scrambled to her knees with both hands pressed to her scraped noggin. The pain faded quickly enough, the anger however (not to mention the welt) was shining bright and clear when the Executrix rose to boot-leather once more. “Your mystique means nothing to me.” Celia explained to the fuming battler. “All the lies and convenient little half truths you've told yourself to build on this delusion that FAWN is some floundering business you can save with your mere presence. It's all a lie, Ms. Erza. And even if it wasn't, you're far too selfish to save anyone other than your--”
Suddenly bound and determined to shut Blassenville's mouth as emphatically as possible, Dayna strode into the breach, snatched a handful of the challenger's coppery braid and delivered several straight right hands to her forehead! Most foes found themselves rocking unsteadily after a single shot from the Executrix, Celia on the other hand barely flinched before mirroring Erza's grip for several punches of her own!
Nick Castle let the closed fists fly for a little bit, though he was quick to step in once it became clear his charges weren't going to stop of their own accord. “All right ladies, open those hands and back it up, we want a clean fight here, right?” No answer save more punches, so Castle brought out the big guns. “ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR!”
Both wrestlers released at 'FOUR!' but whereas Dayna raised her hands and stepped back, Celia stepped forward and CRAAACKED the brunette across the mouth with a quick Bitch Slap!
Fuming over the disrespect, Ezra launched her temper and lashed out with a Toe Kick that came up short because Blassenville caught hold of her ank--“NNNGGHH!”
The Crimson Cagliostro swung the leg back with enough force to double Erza over, which in turn allowed Celia to THUMP a Kneelift between her eyes! Erza rocked up on her heels but still didn't go down, so Blassenville sidled around behind her, then crouched down and laid claim to the taller woman's right ankle. Twisting around so they were back to back, Celia laid Dayna's right shin over the plank of her left thigh, thus forcing the champ to balance awkwardly against her back. In the next instant she reached back and slipped her arms under Erza's biceps which allowed her to cup both hands over the champ's chin. Simply pulling down wrenched Dayna's biceps against the point of Blassenville's right shoulder while also putting more strain on the brunette's spine and her awkwardly folded leg.
“I don't expect for you to submit so early in the match.” the Temptress admitted as she jostled the painful hold. “But I suspect I'll see your confidence start to wane once you realize icy little boardroom tricks don't mean anything to me.”
"No!" The Executrix waggled her finger in the air while the Temptress threatened to cripple her. Realizing that Celia was not going to release the hold of her own accord, Dayna decided to make her. Raising her arm up, Erza crooked it into a 'V' and dug her elbow deep into the challenger's scapula.
"LET! ME! GO!" Dayna punctuated every word with an elbow strike, half a dozen of which forced the redhead to release the hold. Dayna dropped to all fours, massaging the kink out of her neck but Celia interrupted the reprieve by yanking her back to her feet. Blassenville pulled the champion into a Front Facelock and tried to haul her into the air but Dayna hooked her leg on the inside of Celia's legs, resisting the lift. The Temptress tried it again but the Israeli Powerhouse stopped her with a couple of shots into the midsection before hoisting her opponent with a Suplex of her own!
VERTICAL SUPLEX
youtu.be/VX5VL8k3g5Y
The ring rattled and Celia sat up fast to clutch her back in pain. Dayna popped to her feet in no time, as did Celia, and the Israeli Powerhouse quickly sent a boot into The Temptress' face! "I have dealt with many threatening girls like you, Miss Blassenville. And none of them managed to strip the title from me!" Dayna snarled as the boot sent Celia stumbling into the ropes.
As Celia bounced out of the strands, Dayna grabbed onto a wrist and whipped her across the ring. Upon her return, Dayna walked to the center and scooped the challenger off her feet, slamming Blassenville against the canvas with a ring-rattling scoop Power Slam!
SCOOP POWER SLAM
youtu.be/Vm6qdC-4PVE
The Executrix hooked the challenger's leg for the quick...
ONE...
TWO...
NOOO!!!
The challenger kicked out of the cover at two to remind the champion that their battle was far from over. The Executrix pushed back up to her feet, yanking The Crimson Cagliostro as she did and quickly sent a few Kneelifts into the midsection of her opponent. The knees continued until Celia was thrown into the corner where Dayna transitioned into a couple of Backhand Chops before heading back to center ring just to turn right around and smash Celia with a corner Clothesline! As Blassenville staggered out of the corner, Dayna blazed to the ropes and took Celia off her feet with a running Big Boot!
RUNNING BIG BOOT
youtu.be/fVUI-h434FQ
The Israeli Powerhouse splashed across the challenger and hooked her leg for...
ONE...
TWO...
THRENOO!!!!
Celia barely stayed in contention with a kick out at two and a half! The brunette took a couple of seconds to regain her composure before returning to her feet while the Red Menace struggled to all fours, 'helped' back to her feet by the champion.
"Seemed like I may have underestimated your durability, Miss Blassenville" Dayna muttered as she brought the challenger into a side Waistlock. "But make no mistake, there's still no way you are going to defe-AHH!"
Celia raked the champion across the eyes to steer clear of whatever Dayna had planned for her. As Dayna staggered about rubbing her eyes clear, Celia sent a Toe Kick to the gut of The Israeli Powerhouse, then grabbed hold of her head and and jammed it between her ivory thighs. In a single quick, snappy motion, Celia lifted Dayna onto her shoulders and slammed her back to a canvas with an explosive Powerbomb!
SIT-OUT POWERBOMB
www.youtube.com/watch?v=XJDN2d6dPnw
The Executrix went limp with her arm spread out upon impact and Celia kept her body folded for the...
ONE...
TWO...
THRENOOO!!!
Erza kicked loose of the cover with a fraction of a second to spare. The challenger smirked, knowing that the champion was so close to defeat. As a shellshocked Dayna laid sprawled on the canvas, Celia trapped both of the brunette's legs under her arms so she could turn her over and sit down on the small of her back to secure a classic Boston Crab!
BOSTON CRAB @ 5:16
www.youtube.com/watch?v=VrvZWrC9Ayk
"What do you say, MISS Erza? Had enough?" Celia asked as she bounced her hips on Dayna's lower back, drawing agonized screams and grunts from the champion.
"NO! I WON'T --- ARGHHH!" The Executrix thumped her fist into the canvas before pushing herself off the mat, trying to make her way to the ropes. As Dayna got closer to the ropes, Celia abandoned one leg and transitioned to a Single Leg Crab, putting all her strength and weight onto the remaining limb.
ÄRGHHH!!! ROPE BREAK!" Dayna stated as she grasped the bottom rope before significant damage could be done. The challenger kept it on for an extra 'FOUR!' seconds before releasing her grip.
Hands free of the vulnerable champion, Blassenville stood up and strolled to the center of the ring where she made a few minor adjustments to her togs. Elsewhere, Erza rolled to a seat against the ropes, pulled her sore knee up to her chest and set about trying to work out the kinks. She'd dealt with the worst of 'em when Valerie moved in from the other side.
“You ok, boss?”
Dayna nodded, but she didn't take her eyes off Celia, who was watching her with identical intensity. “Never better, Valerie. Do be so kind as to keep your attention on Miss Blassenville, I fear her tactics may lean to the untoward.” Stems nodded and took a step back so Castle wouldn't have anything to complain about when the other brunette rose to her full height.
“You would make for a fascinating case study.” the Temptress murmured as Dayna pushed off the ropes to head in her direction.
“I'm certain you're dying to explain, so please, go ahead.” Erza raised her hands and started to circle, which forced Blassenville to do the same. “Quickly now, my time is valuable.”
“Surely it must be.” the redhead agreed. “For you to shriek so loudly the instant your perfectly-manicured nails so much as grazed the bottom rope, your time must be very valuable indeed. In fact, I wonder, is that value inflated by your massive superiority complex or by the knowledge that your stewardship of the World Title is fast coming to an end?”
The words were barely out of Blassenville's mouth when Dayna surged forward, swept her into a Collar & Elbow Lock-Up and shoved the not so good doctor back-- all of a half step before she ground to a halt. Celia made no effort to reclaim the ground she'd lost, instead she braced herself in such a way to deny the Executrix and more progress.
“You cannot overpower me.” Blassenville made this observation in a matter of fact tone that managed to irritate Dayna in a way few had managed. “You cannot intimidate me and you certainly can't dismiss me the way you have so many of your previous chall--”
“I SAID my time is valuable, Ms. Blassenville.” Erza pushed again and Celia did rock in place, but in the end she didn't budge. “So save your clever little observations for those that haven't yet experienced the joys of Psych one-oh-onnnnngggghhhh!”
An audible 'oh no she din't!' murmur rippled through the crowd when Celia moved her hand from Dayna's collar and grabbed hold of her face instead, the challenger brazenly mashing the heel of her palm against the other wrestler's mouth! Erza hissed in muffled fury, smacked the whole clench aside, then reared back for a European Uppercut that might've cracked the Temptress' jaw if Blassenville hadn't beaten her to the (almost literal) punch with a single brisk SLAP across the mouth! Dayna had certainly absorbed harder hits during her tenure as the FAWN World Champion, yet the effortless disdain of Celia's blows made the Executrix's dark eyes go wide with shock and fury.
“Who the hell do you think you are?”
“I KNOW who I am, MissErza.” Blassenville replied. “I am the hammer that can crush your supercilious facade with a single stroke. I am the light that sees through your arrogance to the insecurities lurking beneath. I am the Temptress who will expose your failings to the world at large and most importantly I am the next FAWN World ChamNNNGGHHHH!”
Erza unloaded with a flurry of Forearm Smashes to her foe's chest and jaw, the Israeli Powerhouse just hammering away at the redhead to claim the territory she'd been denied by the lock-up. More than half a dozen shots smudged Blassenville up against the ropes where Dayna made a point of smacking the redhead's cheek before she grabbed both in aggressive, painful fish-face!
“I'd advise you against looking too deep, Celia.” she growled. “You may not like what you find.”
With that she switched over to a Wristlock, stepped back and dipped down to sling Blassenville to the far side of the ring with NO! Erza drew her back in, whipped around behind and trapped the challenger's arms up over her head in a brawny Full Nelson! Feet planted firm, Dayna forced Celia's chin into the depths of her own cleavage and wrenched her this way and that to put more and more strain on the other woman's neck.
FULL NELSON:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=rF-qo2ZNvjs
“Don't bother tapping out or telling Mister Castle you surrender.” Erza grunted. “WHEN you submit I want you to announce it to the audie--” Dayna had stopped rag-dolling the Temptress and that seemed like a bad idea because Blassenville abruptly curled her hands into fists and began slooooooowly lowering her arms. The expression of wide-eyed surprise was back on Erza's face, only now it came from watching her fingers pull apart as Celia powered her way out of the-- Dayna pulled her left arm away and drew it back for a shot to the redhead's skull only to cry out in pain when Blassenville stamped on her toes instead!
Twisting behind the brunette as soon as she was loose, Celia snaked her right arm around Dayna's throat and clamped down on her left bicep while her her left hand cupped the back of the Executrix's skull. “Sleep therapy isn't one of my preferred techniques.” Blassenville admitted even as she tried to cut off the blood flow to Erza's brain. “But you of all people could use some time to simply slow down and reflect on your choices thus far.”
SLEEPER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Rumh2mIRMqI
"URGH!" Dayna made no attempt to reply to the challenger, instead focusing her attention on staying awake and breaking free. Celia continued to wear Dayna down, rag-dolling from left-to-right, stopping only for Castle to check if she wanted to continue. Dayna's movement slowed and began to slump to a seat as Blassenville bore down on the tight Sleeper. "Go on, go to sleep Miss Erza." Celia cooed into the ear as Erza tried to pry her arm off.
"Check her." Celia instructed the ref who proceeded to lift Erza's arm up high before letting go. Erza's arm dropped halfway and a breath of life came back into the champion!
"COME ON BOSS!" Val slapped the apron as she cheered her boss on. The Corporate Punisher pulled her legs and drove her feet into the canvas, powering herself and Celia up despite resistance from the Temptress. The Israeli Powerhouse managed to twist her body slightly, putting Celia's obliques in the path of an elbow strike. The Israeli Powerhouse found the strength to deliver a few quality strikes to Celia, forcing the challenger to release the hold!
Reluctant to give up control, Celia fired a Haymaker as Dayna turned around but The Executrix blocked it and fired back with one of her own! Dayna followed up with a couple more Haymakers before switching to a series of European Uppercuts, knocking the challenger closer and closer to the ropes! At the ropes, Erza clutched onto Celia's wrist and whi--NO! Celia stomped her foot into the ground and counter-whipped Dayna across the ring!
Celia paced towards the center of the ring as Dayna returned from the ropes, sticking her arm out for a Clothesline attempt that the champion promptly ducked! Blassenville quickly spun around, thinking that Dayna followed through to the ropes behind her, but she guessed wrong! The Israeli Powerhouse doubled the challenger over with a Toe Kick and stuck her head between her thighs.
Using her bottoms as leverage, Dayna pulled Celia off the ground before driving her head into the canvas with a Piledriver!
PILEDRIVER
www.youtube.com/watch?v=R9lPT6B4L64
Celia stretched out flat on the canvas so Dayna dove across her body, hooking a leg for the...
ONE...
TWO...
THRENOOOOOOOO!!!
The challenger kicked out with a fraction of a second left! Dayna rolled onto her back, electing to take a couple deep breaths. Both ladies clambered to their feet but Dayna quickly seized control and threw Celia back to the canvas with a Scoop Slam! The Executrix looked to the corner and re-positioned the floored Celia closer to the corner, indicating to the crowd that she was about to go high risk!
The Israeli Powerhouse climbed to the top turnbuckle, peeking over her shoulder to ascertain the position of her opponent before back-flipping into the air! The champion splashed across the splayed body of the challenger and hooked the legs as they popped up from impact for the...
MOONSAULT
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Dg3PEiPZLFA
ONE...
TWO...
THRENOOO!!!
The challenger shot her arm up and kicked out of the near fall, rolling face-down to deny a follow-up cover! Dayna managed to keep her composure despite the surprising escape. As Celia struggled to her hands and knees, the Israeli Powerhouse backed into the corner and stalked the challenger as she rose to her feet. Once Celia turned around, Dayna took off like a rocket towards the challenger, shoulder to midsecti--OHHHH!!! The Mistress of Puppets sidestepped the incoming Spear and gave the champion a little shove to ensure she SLAMMED the steel post with every bit of force imaginable!
Dayna clutched her shoulder in pain, making hissing noises as she backed out of the corner --- and into Celia's arms! The Temptress had Dayna in a Side Waistlock and hauled her into the air, dropping her head first with a high-angle Backdrop Suplex!
HIGH-ANGLE BACKDROP SUPLEX
www.youtube.com/watch?v=HSioZXCPIzU
THUD! The champion splayed out like a face-down starfish upon impact and The Temptress knee-walked toward her splayed body for the cover...
ONE..
TWO..
THRNOOO!!!
The champion survived the fall with milliseconds to spare, much to the challenger's irritation.
“You're quicker to take risks than I would've expected.” Blassenville mused as she plunged her hands into the brunette's battle-damp hair. “I wonder, how much are you willing to risk when it's clear that shiny gold trinket of yours is in jeopardy?”
“Hrrrgghhhh... the World Title is in no danger, Ms. Blassenville.” Erza huffed even as the redhead hauled her to verticality. “And it is in no danger simply by virtue of being miNNNGGHHH!”
Celia clouted her with a heavy Forearm Smash to the nape of the neck, then snuggled in close and stepped over so the pit of her left knee was pressed tight against the inside of the champion's left thigh. From there the Red Menace angled herself across the Executrix's back so she could slip under Erza's right arm and straighten up, thus wrenching it back at an extremely awkward angle. With the Abdominal Stretch locked in tight, Blassenville cupped Dayna's chin in her left hand and puuuuuuuuuuuuulled her head back to put additional strain on the champion's neck. Erza's eyes were closed against the pain of the hold, though the quickly opened when the redhead pressed her fingers against her prey's cheeks and smooshed them together in a humiliating fish-face!
Honing in on the fury blazing forth from the Executrix, Celia offered a faint smile and said, “You're not nearly so unflappable as you'd like everyone to believe, Miss. Erza. You put forth a strong facade, yet if I apply the correct pressure you'll NGH! NGH! NGH!”
Dayna's right arm was effectively useless so she crooked the left into a 'V' and gouged it into the meat of Blassenville's thigh almost half a dozen times! “Do it then.” Erza challenged the Temptress even as she continued stabbing away at her leg. “Do it, if you're as skilled as you claim and not just another pretender to my throOOOOOOHHH GAAAAAH!”
Murmurs of surprise from the FAWNatics when Celia hunkered down, grabbed onto the brunette's right ankle and pulled that leg up off the mat to bend it into an agonizing fishhook shape! The Abdominal Stretch was painful enough already, Blassenville made it downright awful by essentially adding a Wishbone to it, what with Dayna's long legs forced in opposite directions thanks to the redhead's hooks.
“Scream for me, Dayna.” Celia cooed to the suffering Destroyer. Dayna shook her head 'no' without hesitation.
“Never!”
Blassenville pulled up on her foe's right ankle and squatted a bit deeper, this new arrangement putting even more strain on the brunette's torso and inner thighs. “Scream for me, Dayna.” the redhead repeated.
“You don't have the will required to enforce such a demand.” the Israeli Powerhouse groaned.
Celia arched an eyebrow. “Is that so?” She craaaaaaaaaaanked up on that captured leg and jounced in place, drawing small groans from the Executrix.
“It is so. Words are the strongest weapon you wield and we both know AAAAARRRGGGHHHHHH!”
Blassenville released Dayna's right leg without warning and curled that hand into a scoop which she promptly slipped into the cutout of the brunette's one-piece to CLAMP down on a white-knuckle Crotch Claw! Dayna did indeed scream for the Temptress, yet Nick Castle didn't get to check on her condition because the Crimson Cagliostro broke the hold and swung around to thread her right arm across the champ's chest. With that hand cupping the side of Erza's neck, Blassenville caught hold of her foe's togs just above her left hip and yanked her into air like she was a lightweight, Celia just THWHAMMING Dayna against the deck with a huge Uranage!
URANAGE @ 00:40
www.youtube.com/watch?v=5aCvRWJ8vBU
Erza landed in a sprawl and the redhead was there to capitalize, Celia sinking to her knees so she stretch out across the brunette's chest and hook the far leg for...
ONE...
TWO...
THRNOOOO!
Dayna didn't so much kick out as she did twitch a shoulder off the canvas as Nick's hand was coming down for 'THREE!' Even so, it was enough to keep the match going even if that meant Blassenville hauling her up for more punishment. Slipping behind the Israeli Powerhouse once again, Celia set like she was going for another Abdominal Stretch only now she helped herself to Dayna's free hand and pulled it between her thighs to secure the Pumphandle.
Leaping to their feet as the prospect of a Head Game loomed large, the FAWNatics held their breath as Celia spun the brunette onto her shoulder, then roared their relief when Dayna kicked loose and slid out the back door! Landing directly behind her startled opponent, Erza put both hands on Celia's shoulders and shoved as hard as she could. The challenger shot into the ropes, bounced out and-- Erza exploded off her back foot and damned near cut the challenger in half with a massive Spear!
SPEAR:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=4tQ79uBwQTw
Blassenville hit the deck in a sprawl, but all was not well for the Executrix as she'd inadvertently attacked with same shoulder that'd collided with the steel a bit earlier in the battle. Cursing the mistake as she clutched at the sore joint, Erza fought through the pain and draped herself across the Temptress in a cover good for...
ONE...
TWO...
THRNOOOO!
Celia twisted loose and flopped onto her stomach, the breathless battler doing her best to defend against an immediate follow-up.
As for the Executrix, she sat up and clutched her compromised shoulder, keeping her cool even though her stubborn opponent had just survived one of her biggest weapons. Certain that Celia would not be up so soon after getting cut down by the spear, Dayna bid her time and rotated the kink out of her shoulder as she clambered to her feet.
"Get up!" The Executrix snarled as she dead-lifted the Temptress back to her jelly stems and knocked Celia back into the ropes with a couple of European Uppercuts. With Celia dangling on the ropes, The Corporate Punisher backpedaled a few steps back and sent The Temptress flying over the top rope with a Clothesline!
Blassenville scrambled to her feet as soon as she tumbled to the ground, but was still left disoriented from the series of strikes. As she tried to figure out Dayna's location, the Executrix blazed across the ring and back and sent herself flying over the top rope as well! Too late to move out of the way, Celia took the full weight of champ crashing down on her!
OVER THE TOP ROPE SENTON
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qikb_1-JMZ8
The crowd popped to their feet as soon as the high risk maneuver connected, breaking into 'THIS IS AWESOME' chants. Both heavyweights struggled to their feet as the ref started the ring-out count. As expected, Dayna got up first and started knocking Blassenville down the ringside and into the barricades at the corner of the aisle. Dayna took a spin to rally the crowd but that proved to be a grave error as Celia caught second wind and drove the champion spin-first into the steel ring-post!
"ARGHHH!!!" Dayna screamed in pain and collapsed onto her haunches while Celia leaned against the apron to catch a breather. Aware that the title could not change hands by count-out, the challenger peeled Erza from the ringside and shoved her back into the squared circle.
The Temptress slid after her in one slick motion before popping to her feet and dropping elbows into the small of her back! "Don't hesitate to seek professional help once you're no longer the champion." the redhead chided as she pulled the Executrix back into a standing Headscissors and hauled Dayna onto a seat on her shoulders! Celia hopped into the air for a little bit more elevation before driving the brunette back into the canvas with another Sit-Out Powerbomb!
SITOUT POWERBOMB
www.youtube.com/watch?v=cruj0CaCqLA
Celia kept Dayna's butt pointed to the rafters, grinning as Castle slapped his hand on the mat...
ONE...
TWO...
THRNOOOO!!!
Dayna popped a shoulder up and survived the near fall! Celia sat still with her mouth open in shock as the crowd cheered. The challenger quickly snapped back to her senses and pressed the offensive, picking the limp champion off the canvas and crushing her with a bone-shattering Bear Hug
BEAR HUG
www.youtube.com/watch?v=9uDxBx1vdA8
“HHHHHRRRRRGGGGGHHHH!” Erza threw her head back and voiced a groan of abject pain the FAWNatics hadn't known she was capable of producing. Blassenville didn't look surprised at all, she just tightened her grip and smiled as the long, usually dangerous legs of the champion slid around her waist in a loose, ineffectual Scissors before a single quick turn had them dangling once again.
“What do you say, Dayna?” Castle tried to get close to his charges, but Celia made it difficult with the meandering path she'd set for them both. “Do you need me to call for the bell?”
“Nuuuuuuhhhh...NO!” Dayna blurted with as much authority as she could muster. “I'm not... not surrendering my titGGRRRH!”
Celia slid her knotted fists to the small of the Executrix's back and muscled her into the air, the sold out crowd murmuring in astonishment as the domineering battler was treated like a play thing by the Red Menace. “It's time you started asking yourself some important questions.” Celia murmured to the flailing brunette. “Chief among them, is the pressure of carrying the World Championship day in and day out worth the added wear and tear on your body? Say, a dislocated shoulder or several cracked ribs? Because that's where you're headed, Ms. Erzarrrrhhhhhhh!”
Erza couldn't work her arms beneath the redhead's brawny coil so she twined her fingers around Celia's braid and pulled for all she was worth. “You...will not psychoanalyze me into submission.” she huffed. “If you wish to wear the gold, you'll have to beat me, and I don't think you canNNNNGGHHHH!”
The Temptress could've complained to Nick about the hair-pull yet it was much more fun to simply smash her forehead into the bridge of the brunette's nose, so that's what she did! Erza jolted from end to end so Celia held on til the worst of it subsided, then set the leggy brunette down on legs that looked like they might give way at any second. “I must admit, that was a very long way of saying 'please step on me, Celia.'” Blassenville chided as she took hold of Dayna's left wrist in both hands and twisted that limb in a smooth circle before halving it so she could reach across the champ's back with her right arm and hook her around that elbow. Just like that she dipped down and away, Blassenville doubling over to pull the startled Executrix across the broad curve of her back in an awkward arrangement that allowed the challenger to fold Erza's lower legs into a figure four (right shin in the pit of the left knee).
With both arms and legs completely under the Red Menace's control, Celia stood up straight and walked a little circuit around the squared circle to better display her grimacing, writhing prey. Catching Valerie's eye as she strode near the other brunette, Blassenville asked, “Has she granted you power of attorney? If so, would you like to cede the match on her behalf? Your employer clearly doesn't know what's best for--”
“I SAID I don't submit!” Dayna barked. “And don't you dare say a word, Miss StipanovWHOOAANNNGGGH!” Celia pivoted broke into a loping run and laid out on her back to THAWHAM Erza down on her chest and belly!
NATURE VS. NURTURE:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=V2mIBPIXKVE
Gutted and gurgling in the wake of Nature vs. Nurture, Dayna tried to fill her lungs with breathable air, but she didn't get much until Blassenville did some hair-pulling of her own and tugged the Israeli Powerhouse to a seat. Lips set in a thin, grim line, Erza hugged at her fluttering midsection and breathed as best she cou--“AAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!”
Celia CLAMPED her right hand down on the soft expanse between Dayna's right shoulder and the base of her neck, the meticulous redhead pouring her considerable power into weakening Erza's injured shoulder! “What do you say, Dayna?” Castle asked after only a few seconds of suffering. “What do you say, Dayna? Tell me something right--”
“NO!” she rasped. “NO I DON'T SUBAAAWWWW GAWD!”
Celia gripped her wrist in her free hand, then went up on tiptoe to put even more weight on the pulverizing claw. “You WILL submit.” Blassenville corrected. “You just haven't come to terms with it yet. I wonder, will you have full functionality in both arms by the time you NGH! NGH! NGH!”
Dayna crooked her left arm into a 'V' and slammed her elbow into Celia's left thigh half a dozen times. These blows didn't break Blassenville's grip, but the forced her to adjust her footing in such a way that Erza was able to struggle to one knee and then rise to her fe--“OOOOFFFFFHH!”
The Executrix stuffed a huge Kneelift into Celia's tummy, then set her free hand against the redhead's chest and shoved as hard as she could! Blassenville stumbled backward, hit the ropes and came out swingNOOOO! Bad shoulder be damned, Erza dipped to the side, wrapped both arms around the Temptress' waist and boosted her into the air for a smooth two-hundred and seventy degree spin that ended with Blassenville THWHUMPING down atop her posted knee! Celia bounced away and crumpled onto her side while Erza toppled backward and clutched at her right shoulder in an effort to fight through the very worst of the hurt.
TILT-A-WHIRL BACKBREAKER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=dTyPf17ozhI
The Destroyers struggled to their knees and tiredly crawled toward one another, each grabbing onto her foe's sweat-matted hair so they could unleash a barrage of Forearm Smashes! The audience echoed after each blow and the pace of the exchange began to accelerate! It continued until they were back to their feet but Celia put an end to it with a Kneelift to the stomach!
"UGHH!" Dayna doubled over, stunned by the body attack. Celia capitalized on the opportunity and made a round-trip to the ropes, but returned to find herself propelled into the air and smacked with the stiffest of European Uppercuts!
POP-UP EUROPEAN UPPERCUT
www.youtube.com/watch?v=QPBXmmnu74Q
The challenger dropped to her knees before flopping onto the canvas in slow-mo, but the champion could not capitalize on the opportunity due to the pain on her right shoulder. Erza grit her teeth and furiously rolled the wounded joint before she flipped Celia onto her back, covering with her left arm hooking her leg for the....
ONE...
TWO...
THRNOOOOOOOO!
Celia barely survived the fall if not for the brief break Dayna took! The Israeli Powerhouse looked visibly frustrated as she rose to her feet and picked Celia up by her red locks!
"Up!" Erza yanked the redhead to verticality against her will. Barely upright, Celia found herself back to her knees after receiving a couple of knees to the stomach. Dayna kept her grasp on Celia's head, reeling her right leg back and smashed her with a knee to the cheeks, dropping the challenger to the canvas!
The Israeli Powerhouse marched to the corner, rotating her right shoulder for a quick check as the punchdrunk Celia struggled to all fours. Dayna lowered into a crouch as Celia slowly found her footing, and just as she stumbled around, Dayna burst out of the corner and cut the challenger down with a left-shouldered Spear!
SPEAR
www.youtube.com/watch?v=uXLwvQbc1sk
Celia flattened out like a starfish as Dayna sat up, clutching her compromised right shoulder to catch a few breaths. A few breaths was all she took before returning her attention to the flagging challenger. The Israeli Powerhouse yanked the almost lifeless body of the redhead up and laid her across her shoulder, powering her into the air with a boost from her legs. One hand on her inner thigh, the other cupping her chin, Dayna spun around to display Blassenville's body to the crowd before dropping to her side and driving Celia head-first with the canvas with an Erza Hammer!
ERZA HAMMER
www.youtube.com/watch?v=jZe8shIrT58
Celia winced in pain as the Hammer connected, the champion rested her back against Celia's chest and hooked her leg for the...
ONE...
TWO...
THREE!
Bells clanged and the decision was official.
"Ladies and gentlemen! Your winner of this match... AND STILL...FAWN WORLD CHAMPION! DAYNA ERZA!"
Dayna struggled to her feet as Val collected the title from the official, rushing into the ring to present her boss with her title. Belt in raised hand, the champion made a celebratory tour around the ring as Val clapped in the background. Dominating FAWN for close to a year, it certainly seemed there was no one in FAWN who can end her reign...
WHITE FLAG:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=RWzZeA2GMsk
Murmurs of surprise from the Slaybor Day crowd when the speakers cut away from 'Your God Is Dead' to a plucking guitar riff and drumbeats that sound an awful lot like stomping feet. Could just be an error from the production truck, but then 'White Flag' kicked in full force and anyone not already on their feet got their fast as Becky Clayton walked through the curtain for the first time in almost a year.
BECKY CLAYTON:
Slowing to a stop in the center of the spotlight, the Camouflage Crusher acknowledged the 'Welcome Back!' chants with the briefest of nods, but once that was done she only had eyes for Dayna Erza. And the feeling was clearly mutual since the Executrix hadn't so much as twitched since the blonde's arrival. Anyone hoping for a throwdown was doomed for disappointment however, as Bex was dressed in old jeans, a brand new BFG tee-shirt (get yours at the FAWN shop immediately following the conclusion of this broadcast) and a faded army fatigue jacket. It was from the pocket of this jacket that the former World Champion produced a microphone.
“Ya know, I haven't been around much during the last year. I didn't want to step away, but Brewster filled my head full of poison garbage, so much that I started to believe it. And when you start to believe ANYTHING that comes from that monster's mouth, it's time to reassess the situation. So I took a break, caught my breath and got my head clear. Never stopped watching though. Every show, every pay-per-view, I was keeping a close eye on all of it because I knew that someday I was going to be right where I am tonight. The overall theme of the last twelve months? It's you, Dayna. How no one can beat you, no one can touch you, no one, even on their best day, can stand on your level. And sure as hell, there's a LOT of W's next to your name that would support such a statement, but it's not entirely true is it? Because these last six months, you've looked anything but invincible. Vic Hackenschmidt took you to the limit. Bridget Stroud and Olivia Dare showed the world that your height advantage doesn't mean as much as you think it does. Let's not forget Mariel McGinty either. You treated her like crap for too long, she got sick of it and damned near took that belt from around your waist. Hell, even Blassenville gave you all you could handle. You're not dominating, Dayna. You're barely surviving. And if this trend continues you're not going to survive for much lon--”
“Wins are wins, regardless of their margin, Ms. Clayton.” Erza had snatched a mic from the Announcer to interrupt the blonde's assessment. “Try as they might, none of the names you mentioned, nor any of the others that have dared step into MY ring have managed to put my shoulders to the canvas for a three count and they certainly haven't made me submit. Much as it may disappoint you, I am the best this industry has to offer and there's no one that can say otherwi--”
“I say otherwise.” Becky interrupted. “You made sure EVERYONE knew when you fucked up Colleen's happy ending, but that wasn't your first World Title shot, was it, Dayna? Your FIRST World Title shot was against ME. You don't ever talk about that one though, do you? Why is that, I wonder?”
Erza's dark eyes were furious pits. “You. Got. Lucky.”
“What about the time before that?” Becky started down the ramp, causing a rumble to run through the crowd, their might be a throw-down after all. “You can try to bury it in all the wins you want, MISS ERZA, but the fact of the matter is this. There's only ONE woman on this roster who's beaten you not once, but twice.”
“And you think you can do it again? The Executrix scoffed. “Did you come out here to beg for a match at 'Mania when you haven't been in a ring since Brewster humiliated--”
“Oh, I've already got the match.” Clayton was at the steps now. “Bethany offered it to me last week, she's been getting real tired of your attitude as of late. She and I don't agree on much, but we agree on that.”
The BFG slipped through the ropes, peeled off her jacket and dropped it to the floor, much to the delight of the FAWNatics. Furious over the intrusion, Erza took a step forward, only to step back and touch a hand to Valerie's shoulder. “Miss Stipanovic, would you please be so kind as to let Ms. Clayton know I'll see her at 'Mania and not a moment before?”
Stems looked from her boss to the challenger, then took a deep breath and moved to-- Celia Blassenville, who'd been almost motionless these last couple minutes, stretched out a leg and very deliberately tripped the brunette, causing her to spill to all fours!
The unexpected tumble drew Dayna's attention away from Bex and Clayton made her pay quite dearly when she exploded forward and damned near kicked the champ's head into the upper deck with a Big Boot!
BIG BOOT @ 00:58
www.youtube.com/watch?v=6yCVdJktQ0w
Unaware of the fate that'd befallen her boss, Valerie scrambled to her feet ready to fight only to find herself confronted by Becky Clayton standing over the Dayna and the Temptress watching it all from one knee. Raising her hands to shoulder level when Bex glanced her way, Stipanovic stepped through the ropes and retreated to the floor to await the horde of referees heading down the ramp.
As for Clayton, she crouched down and patted the big golden face-plate on the World Title. “You're not untouchable, champ.” she told the woozy brunette. “No one is.” Feeling eyes upon her, Becky stood up and turned to find Blassenville watching from one corner. “Something on your mind, doc?”
“Just revising some internal records. Perhaps the time has come for you and I to have a conversation. It's been far too long.”
Becky felt a chill run up her spine, but she shook it off easily enough. “Not that long. Stay out of my way, Celia.”
“As you wish. Welcome back, Rebecca.”
The Red Menace dipped out of the ring and quickly made her way up the ramp, leaving the One Woman Army looming as an imminent threat to the long reign of the Executrix.
PASSIVE:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=oWkHQQpzuF8
“Ladies and gentlemen, it is now time for our Main Event! The following contest is scheduled for one fall with a sixty minute time limit and it is for the FAWN World Championship! Introducing first, she is the challenger. Hailing from New Cannan Louisiana, she stands at five feet nine inches tall and weighs in at one hundred and forty five pounds. She is the Crimson Cagliostro, the Mistress of Puppets and the Eighth Deadly Sin. She is TEMPTRESS… CELIA BLASSENVILLE!”
CELIA BLASSENVILLE:
Already loud, the jeers grew to dangerous levels when the woman in question stepped out of the gloom and into the spotlight atop the stage. Always intrigued by the atavistic loathing shown by this collection of bipedal lab rats, Blassenville scanned them like she was already thinking about her next article rather than a battle with the domineering World Champion. But you'd be wrong. She was actually thinking about both topics, namely how the thorough destruction of the latter could lead to a stellar example of the former. Pleased at the prospect, Celia shifted her attention to the squared circle and strode in that direction.
For tonight's hostile takeover of the DaynaCorp juggernaut, Blassenville sported a gleaming black lycra one-piece with long ‘sleeves’ that were comprised of a pair of thin ebon bands that wound around her arms, ending just above the wrists. Her ensemble finished with matching kneepads and gleaming white wrestling boots, while her long copper-colored hair was pulled back into a tight braid that hung almost to the small of her back. As usual the signs on the aisle were painfully uninteresting, save for one that was worthy of at least a brief response:
'HURT ME!' SAID THE MASOCHIST!
“No. replied the sadist.”
The weirdo holding the sign looked thrilled as Celia resumed her stroll to the squared circle. Heading up the steps without another glance spared for the crowd, Blassenville wiped her boots on the apron, then dipped through the ropes and took her place in the spotlight to ensure the denizens of this colossal Petri Dish knew things Erza's stock was about to crash and burn. Nick Castle stepped in beside her when the lights went up so of course the challenger turned around and strolled to the far corner so he had to follow her there before he could run through his final inspection.
As Celia's music faded into the background, the Champion's anthem slowly took over the arena as the Announcer welcomed The Executrix to the ring.
YOUR GOD IS DEAD:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=FT8nG9hv168
"And introducing her opponent, hailing from Tel Aviv, Israel! She stands at five feet ten inches tall and weighs in tonight at one-hundred and thirty-five pounds! She is...FAWN Champion of the World! DAYNA ERRRRRZAAAA!"
The Israeli Powerhouse took center stage as she stepped out of the arena entrance, "...and accompanying her to the ring, Valerie Stipanovic!"
All attention was on the champion for the night as she wore an extremely high-cut silver turtleneck one piece with a chest-to-belly cutout, showing off her cleavage and legs that rivaled her companion. Whistles and cheers filled the arena as the seductive Executrix marched down the ring, with belt over her shoulders. Even for the stoic Dayna, with the cheers she received, it was hard to keep a slight smile off her face. Her outfit was completed with black knee pads and white boots.
"I have to admit Miss Stipanovic, I wasn't quite sure leaving you to design my new gear was a wise choice. Until now." Dayna praised her employee as she walked her way down the ramp.
"Trust me, boss! With a figure like yours, it's a waste not to flaunt it!" Val replied excitedly with a slap on Dayna's almost bare glutes, turning off the gleeful expression on Dayna's face.
"Boundaries, Miss Stipanovic" Dayna responded with a stern expression causing Valerie to gulp a ball of saliva down her throat, "Suh... Sorry boss!"
Stipanovic hurried onto the apron and widened the gap between the top and middle ropes while Dayna ascended to the ring via ring steps and stepped through the proffered passage. The champion made her way to the ropes where the nearest camera was and raised her title into the air, posing for the crowd to snap at her before returning to the center.
“An interesting sartorial choice.” Blassenville murmured from her corner. “All those hours in the gym ultimately rendered meaningless when that bare waist only reminds these idiots where the World Championship USED to reside.”
"Don't worry Miss Blassenville, my outfit won't affect my ability to defeat you in any way." Dayna confidently replied with her eyes locked onto her challenger as she handed the title to Nick Castle.
The Senior Official ordered the champ to the opposite corner, then proceeded to show off the belt to all four sides of the ring. The Israeli Powerhouse bounced about in her corner to warm herself up while Celia stood relaxed in her corner.
Dayna was quick to leave her corner when the bell sounded. While the World Champ feared no challenge the locker room could muster, she'd seen enough of the Temptress to know she didn't want to find herself trapped with buckles on one side and Blassenville on the other. Celia noted the brunette's approach, then flicked her attention to Valerie Stipanovic. Stems met her gaze without flinching, though there was nothing in the former Tag Champ's demeanor that suggested she was itching for a fight. Filing that information away for future reference, Blassenville exited the corner and strode along the ropes to ensure Erza would have to pivot in place if she wanted to keep the redhead in her sites.
Dayna did so, though she didn't bother to raise her hands until Celia curved off the ropes and strode into the middle of the ri-- Blassenville exploded forward, swept Dayna into a Collar & Elbow and marched her back a few steps before the Israeli Powerhouse threw back her left leg like a kickstand to halt their progress. Dark eyes narrowed as she braced against the challenger's strength, Dayna abruptly plowed forward to regain two of the steps she'd ceded. It would've been more but the Mistress of Puppets dug in her heels and try as she might, Erza couldn't move her from that spot.
Their stalemate continued for several more seconds before champion and challenger broke the clench on some unspoken agreement and began to circle, each Destroyer rolling her shoulders as they thought about the next engagement. No one had to wait long, three times around and then it was right back to the Lock-UpNO! The Executrix slipped an arm through Celia's defenses, wrapped it around the back of her neck and doubled the powerful redhead over with a Side Headlock that let her grrrrrrrrrriiiiiiiind the redhead's temple against the point of her hip!
Grimacing as Erza tried to crush her noggin, Blassenville delivered a few open-palmed swats to the brunette's lower back, then set the heel of her palm against that same spot and shoved hard! Erza started forward fast only to dig in her heels and lean back, the savvy World Champ refusing to relinquish her grip on the Temptress so easily. “When it comes to brute strength you may yet prove an interesting opponent.” Dayna admitted as she continued to bear down on the other wrestler's skull. “But it will take more that brute strength... or your childish mind games, to wrest the title from around my waisSSEERRRGGHHH!”
Blassenville settled on a mixture of both approaches when she hooked her fingers into the leg-holes of Erza's elegant one-piece and yanked the material between the champ's cheeks with a brisk wedgie! Dayna bared her teeth and adjusted her footing without relinquishing the Headlock, but Celia still managed to wrench control from the brunette's grasp by repeating the shove that'd been so recently denied. This time Dayna shot loose and continued on to the ropes where she turned around and rushed back meaning to--“NNNGGHHH!”
Blassenville caught her coming in with a short Shoulderblock to the sternum, an admittedly mundane piece of offense that still earned an 'Oooooohhhh' from the crowd because it knocked Dayna flat on her back!
Far more startled than hurt by this sudden shift from vertical to horizontal, Erza started to shake it off, then stopped when the redhead knelt beside her and murmured, “Did you really think a championship portfolio consisting of plucky lightweights and aggrieved underlings was enough to prepare you for what I have to offer? You have no idea what I can do to that blank chalkboard you call a mind... but I'm more than happy to show you.”
Celia reached out to grab a handful of hair only for Erza to swat it aside and spin to one knee in the same motion. “Your threats don't faze me, Blassenville.” Dayna glowered as she got to her feet. “But your prurient tactics may lead this contest down a road you're not ready to navigNNGGHHH!”
The Red Menace turned her left shoulder toward the champ, reached that arm across her chest and delivered a single CRACKING Knife-Edge Chop to Erza's chest! “Please.” Celia replied with palpable scorn. “As if you've ever ONCE been in a fight with stipulations that weren't set exactly to your liking well in advance. You may cut an impressive figure in a pencil skirt, but you're a child lost in the woods when it comes to actual comERRHHH!”
Dayna answered back with a Knife-Edge Chop of her own, one that raised an immediate welt on the challenger's pale decolletage. “If all of the trees in this forest are as flimsy as you, I'll be carving a swath home in no tiNNNGGHHH!”
Blassenville interrupted with a straight jab to the mouth that sent Erza backpedaling into the ropes. “You'd be better served turning around and slinking up the ramp.” Celia noted with a nasty smile. “Because the path ahead only leads to pain, humiliation and ultimately, the loss of your cherished golden prize.”
Features stern as she brushed the back of one wrist across her mouth, Dayna straightened up and replied, “You hold no fear for me, Temptress. Therefore you have no power over me.”
“Give me time.” Blassenville stepped back while beckoning the brunette forward. “We're still getting to know one another.”
Erza had no interest in familiarizing herself with the redhead (beyond the purposes of scouting this match, of course) but she wasn't about to let anyone walk into her ring and punch her in the mouth without immediate repercussions. To that end she stormed off the ropes and fired a quick Haymaker at Blassenville's jaw, unfortunately the challenger knocked it aside with a well-placed forearm, then grabbed a handful of the Executrix's hair and jerked her forward into a Headbutt to the bridge of the nose! Erza's eyes watered and her legs shivered, but she didn't go down, not that Celia had expected her to. Indeed, the brunette's continued verticality made it far easier for the Red Menace to hook her left arm over Dayna's right shoulder and slip her right arm between the champ's long legs. Grabbing a handful of Erza's glutes certainly wasn't pivotal to muscling the brunette up onto her shoulder, but it didn't stop the Blassenville from doing exactly that. Hardly used to being muscled around the ring so easily, a startled Dayna managed to deliver a few quick punches to the redhead's tummy even as Celia stomped across the ring and tossed her burden forward and down, Blassenville falling to her knees in the process to smash the Israeli Powerhouse between the canvas and her hundred and forty-five pounds with a huge Scoop Slam!
SCOOP POWER SLAM:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=CHIM8fRvWGk
Dayna sat up at once, one hand going to the small of her back while the other reached for the ropes. She would've reached them with just a little more time if Celia hadn't pressed a hand to her face and shoved the stunned brunette back to the mat. Blassenville stood up immediately thereafter and turned like she was going to walk away only to set her right heel against Dayna's forehead and TWIST like she was stomping out a particularly nasty bug!
Erza yelped, rolled over onto her stomach and scrambled to her knees with both hands pressed to her scraped noggin. The pain faded quickly enough, the anger however (not to mention the welt) was shining bright and clear when the Executrix rose to boot-leather once more. “Your mystique means nothing to me.” Celia explained to the fuming battler. “All the lies and convenient little half truths you've told yourself to build on this delusion that FAWN is some floundering business you can save with your mere presence. It's all a lie, Ms. Erza. And even if it wasn't, you're far too selfish to save anyone other than your--”
Suddenly bound and determined to shut Blassenville's mouth as emphatically as possible, Dayna strode into the breach, snatched a handful of the challenger's coppery braid and delivered several straight right hands to her forehead! Most foes found themselves rocking unsteadily after a single shot from the Executrix, Celia on the other hand barely flinched before mirroring Erza's grip for several punches of her own!
Nick Castle let the closed fists fly for a little bit, though he was quick to step in once it became clear his charges weren't going to stop of their own accord. “All right ladies, open those hands and back it up, we want a clean fight here, right?” No answer save more punches, so Castle brought out the big guns. “ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR!”
Both wrestlers released at 'FOUR!' but whereas Dayna raised her hands and stepped back, Celia stepped forward and CRAAACKED the brunette across the mouth with a quick Bitch Slap!
Fuming over the disrespect, Ezra launched her temper and lashed out with a Toe Kick that came up short because Blassenville caught hold of her ank--“NNNGGHH!”
The Crimson Cagliostro swung the leg back with enough force to double Erza over, which in turn allowed Celia to THUMP a Kneelift between her eyes! Erza rocked up on her heels but still didn't go down, so Blassenville sidled around behind her, then crouched down and laid claim to the taller woman's right ankle. Twisting around so they were back to back, Celia laid Dayna's right shin over the plank of her left thigh, thus forcing the champ to balance awkwardly against her back. In the next instant she reached back and slipped her arms under Erza's biceps which allowed her to cup both hands over the champ's chin. Simply pulling down wrenched Dayna's biceps against the point of Blassenville's right shoulder while also putting more strain on the brunette's spine and her awkwardly folded leg.
“I don't expect for you to submit so early in the match.” the Temptress admitted as she jostled the painful hold. “But I suspect I'll see your confidence start to wane once you realize icy little boardroom tricks don't mean anything to me.”
"No!" The Executrix waggled her finger in the air while the Temptress threatened to cripple her. Realizing that Celia was not going to release the hold of her own accord, Dayna decided to make her. Raising her arm up, Erza crooked it into a 'V' and dug her elbow deep into the challenger's scapula.
"LET! ME! GO!" Dayna punctuated every word with an elbow strike, half a dozen of which forced the redhead to release the hold. Dayna dropped to all fours, massaging the kink out of her neck but Celia interrupted the reprieve by yanking her back to her feet. Blassenville pulled the champion into a Front Facelock and tried to haul her into the air but Dayna hooked her leg on the inside of Celia's legs, resisting the lift. The Temptress tried it again but the Israeli Powerhouse stopped her with a couple of shots into the midsection before hoisting her opponent with a Suplex of her own!
VERTICAL SUPLEX
youtu.be/VX5VL8k3g5Y
The ring rattled and Celia sat up fast to clutch her back in pain. Dayna popped to her feet in no time, as did Celia, and the Israeli Powerhouse quickly sent a boot into The Temptress' face! "I have dealt with many threatening girls like you, Miss Blassenville. And none of them managed to strip the title from me!" Dayna snarled as the boot sent Celia stumbling into the ropes.
As Celia bounced out of the strands, Dayna grabbed onto a wrist and whipped her across the ring. Upon her return, Dayna walked to the center and scooped the challenger off her feet, slamming Blassenville against the canvas with a ring-rattling scoop Power Slam!
SCOOP POWER SLAM
youtu.be/Vm6qdC-4PVE
The Executrix hooked the challenger's leg for the quick...
ONE...
TWO...
NOOO!!!
The challenger kicked out of the cover at two to remind the champion that their battle was far from over. The Executrix pushed back up to her feet, yanking The Crimson Cagliostro as she did and quickly sent a few Kneelifts into the midsection of her opponent. The knees continued until Celia was thrown into the corner where Dayna transitioned into a couple of Backhand Chops before heading back to center ring just to turn right around and smash Celia with a corner Clothesline! As Blassenville staggered out of the corner, Dayna blazed to the ropes and took Celia off her feet with a running Big Boot!
RUNNING BIG BOOT
youtu.be/fVUI-h434FQ
The Israeli Powerhouse splashed across the challenger and hooked her leg for...
ONE...
TWO...
THRENOO!!!!
Celia barely stayed in contention with a kick out at two and a half! The brunette took a couple of seconds to regain her composure before returning to her feet while the Red Menace struggled to all fours, 'helped' back to her feet by the champion.
"Seemed like I may have underestimated your durability, Miss Blassenville" Dayna muttered as she brought the challenger into a side Waistlock. "But make no mistake, there's still no way you are going to defe-AHH!"
Celia raked the champion across the eyes to steer clear of whatever Dayna had planned for her. As Dayna staggered about rubbing her eyes clear, Celia sent a Toe Kick to the gut of The Israeli Powerhouse, then grabbed hold of her head and and jammed it between her ivory thighs. In a single quick, snappy motion, Celia lifted Dayna onto her shoulders and slammed her back to a canvas with an explosive Powerbomb!
SIT-OUT POWERBOMB
www.youtube.com/watch?v=XJDN2d6dPnw
The Executrix went limp with her arm spread out upon impact and Celia kept her body folded for the...
ONE...
TWO...
THRENOOO!!!
Erza kicked loose of the cover with a fraction of a second to spare. The challenger smirked, knowing that the champion was so close to defeat. As a shellshocked Dayna laid sprawled on the canvas, Celia trapped both of the brunette's legs under her arms so she could turn her over and sit down on the small of her back to secure a classic Boston Crab!
BOSTON CRAB @ 5:16
www.youtube.com/watch?v=VrvZWrC9Ayk
"What do you say, MISS Erza? Had enough?" Celia asked as she bounced her hips on Dayna's lower back, drawing agonized screams and grunts from the champion.
"NO! I WON'T --- ARGHHH!" The Executrix thumped her fist into the canvas before pushing herself off the mat, trying to make her way to the ropes. As Dayna got closer to the ropes, Celia abandoned one leg and transitioned to a Single Leg Crab, putting all her strength and weight onto the remaining limb.
ÄRGHHH!!! ROPE BREAK!" Dayna stated as she grasped the bottom rope before significant damage could be done. The challenger kept it on for an extra 'FOUR!' seconds before releasing her grip.
Hands free of the vulnerable champion, Blassenville stood up and strolled to the center of the ring where she made a few minor adjustments to her togs. Elsewhere, Erza rolled to a seat against the ropes, pulled her sore knee up to her chest and set about trying to work out the kinks. She'd dealt with the worst of 'em when Valerie moved in from the other side.
“You ok, boss?”
Dayna nodded, but she didn't take her eyes off Celia, who was watching her with identical intensity. “Never better, Valerie. Do be so kind as to keep your attention on Miss Blassenville, I fear her tactics may lean to the untoward.” Stems nodded and took a step back so Castle wouldn't have anything to complain about when the other brunette rose to her full height.
“You would make for a fascinating case study.” the Temptress murmured as Dayna pushed off the ropes to head in her direction.
“I'm certain you're dying to explain, so please, go ahead.” Erza raised her hands and started to circle, which forced Blassenville to do the same. “Quickly now, my time is valuable.”
“Surely it must be.” the redhead agreed. “For you to shriek so loudly the instant your perfectly-manicured nails so much as grazed the bottom rope, your time must be very valuable indeed. In fact, I wonder, is that value inflated by your massive superiority complex or by the knowledge that your stewardship of the World Title is fast coming to an end?”
The words were barely out of Blassenville's mouth when Dayna surged forward, swept her into a Collar & Elbow Lock-Up and shoved the not so good doctor back-- all of a half step before she ground to a halt. Celia made no effort to reclaim the ground she'd lost, instead she braced herself in such a way to deny the Executrix and more progress.
“You cannot overpower me.” Blassenville made this observation in a matter of fact tone that managed to irritate Dayna in a way few had managed. “You cannot intimidate me and you certainly can't dismiss me the way you have so many of your previous chall--”
“I SAID my time is valuable, Ms. Blassenville.” Erza pushed again and Celia did rock in place, but in the end she didn't budge. “So save your clever little observations for those that haven't yet experienced the joys of Psych one-oh-onnnnngggghhhh!”
An audible 'oh no she din't!' murmur rippled through the crowd when Celia moved her hand from Dayna's collar and grabbed hold of her face instead, the challenger brazenly mashing the heel of her palm against the other wrestler's mouth! Erza hissed in muffled fury, smacked the whole clench aside, then reared back for a European Uppercut that might've cracked the Temptress' jaw if Blassenville hadn't beaten her to the (almost literal) punch with a single brisk SLAP across the mouth! Dayna had certainly absorbed harder hits during her tenure as the FAWN World Champion, yet the effortless disdain of Celia's blows made the Executrix's dark eyes go wide with shock and fury.
“Who the hell do you think you are?”
“I KNOW who I am, MissErza.” Blassenville replied. “I am the hammer that can crush your supercilious facade with a single stroke. I am the light that sees through your arrogance to the insecurities lurking beneath. I am the Temptress who will expose your failings to the world at large and most importantly I am the next FAWN World ChamNNNGGHHHH!”
Erza unloaded with a flurry of Forearm Smashes to her foe's chest and jaw, the Israeli Powerhouse just hammering away at the redhead to claim the territory she'd been denied by the lock-up. More than half a dozen shots smudged Blassenville up against the ropes where Dayna made a point of smacking the redhead's cheek before she grabbed both in aggressive, painful fish-face!
“I'd advise you against looking too deep, Celia.” she growled. “You may not like what you find.”
With that she switched over to a Wristlock, stepped back and dipped down to sling Blassenville to the far side of the ring with NO! Erza drew her back in, whipped around behind and trapped the challenger's arms up over her head in a brawny Full Nelson! Feet planted firm, Dayna forced Celia's chin into the depths of her own cleavage and wrenched her this way and that to put more and more strain on the other woman's neck.
FULL NELSON:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=rF-qo2ZNvjs
“Don't bother tapping out or telling Mister Castle you surrender.” Erza grunted. “WHEN you submit I want you to announce it to the audie--” Dayna had stopped rag-dolling the Temptress and that seemed like a bad idea because Blassenville abruptly curled her hands into fists and began slooooooowly lowering her arms. The expression of wide-eyed surprise was back on Erza's face, only now it came from watching her fingers pull apart as Celia powered her way out of the-- Dayna pulled her left arm away and drew it back for a shot to the redhead's skull only to cry out in pain when Blassenville stamped on her toes instead!
Twisting behind the brunette as soon as she was loose, Celia snaked her right arm around Dayna's throat and clamped down on her left bicep while her her left hand cupped the back of the Executrix's skull. “Sleep therapy isn't one of my preferred techniques.” Blassenville admitted even as she tried to cut off the blood flow to Erza's brain. “But you of all people could use some time to simply slow down and reflect on your choices thus far.”
SLEEPER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Rumh2mIRMqI
"URGH!" Dayna made no attempt to reply to the challenger, instead focusing her attention on staying awake and breaking free. Celia continued to wear Dayna down, rag-dolling from left-to-right, stopping only for Castle to check if she wanted to continue. Dayna's movement slowed and began to slump to a seat as Blassenville bore down on the tight Sleeper. "Go on, go to sleep Miss Erza." Celia cooed into the ear as Erza tried to pry her arm off.
"Check her." Celia instructed the ref who proceeded to lift Erza's arm up high before letting go. Erza's arm dropped halfway and a breath of life came back into the champion!
"COME ON BOSS!" Val slapped the apron as she cheered her boss on. The Corporate Punisher pulled her legs and drove her feet into the canvas, powering herself and Celia up despite resistance from the Temptress. The Israeli Powerhouse managed to twist her body slightly, putting Celia's obliques in the path of an elbow strike. The Israeli Powerhouse found the strength to deliver a few quality strikes to Celia, forcing the challenger to release the hold!
Reluctant to give up control, Celia fired a Haymaker as Dayna turned around but The Executrix blocked it and fired back with one of her own! Dayna followed up with a couple more Haymakers before switching to a series of European Uppercuts, knocking the challenger closer and closer to the ropes! At the ropes, Erza clutched onto Celia's wrist and whi--NO! Celia stomped her foot into the ground and counter-whipped Dayna across the ring!
Celia paced towards the center of the ring as Dayna returned from the ropes, sticking her arm out for a Clothesline attempt that the champion promptly ducked! Blassenville quickly spun around, thinking that Dayna followed through to the ropes behind her, but she guessed wrong! The Israeli Powerhouse doubled the challenger over with a Toe Kick and stuck her head between her thighs.
Using her bottoms as leverage, Dayna pulled Celia off the ground before driving her head into the canvas with a Piledriver!
PILEDRIVER
www.youtube.com/watch?v=R9lPT6B4L64
Celia stretched out flat on the canvas so Dayna dove across her body, hooking a leg for the...
ONE...
TWO...
THRENOOOOOOOO!!!
The challenger kicked out with a fraction of a second left! Dayna rolled onto her back, electing to take a couple deep breaths. Both ladies clambered to their feet but Dayna quickly seized control and threw Celia back to the canvas with a Scoop Slam! The Executrix looked to the corner and re-positioned the floored Celia closer to the corner, indicating to the crowd that she was about to go high risk!
The Israeli Powerhouse climbed to the top turnbuckle, peeking over her shoulder to ascertain the position of her opponent before back-flipping into the air! The champion splashed across the splayed body of the challenger and hooked the legs as they popped up from impact for the...
MOONSAULT
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Dg3PEiPZLFA
ONE...
TWO...
THRENOOO!!!
The challenger shot her arm up and kicked out of the near fall, rolling face-down to deny a follow-up cover! Dayna managed to keep her composure despite the surprising escape. As Celia struggled to her hands and knees, the Israeli Powerhouse backed into the corner and stalked the challenger as she rose to her feet. Once Celia turned around, Dayna took off like a rocket towards the challenger, shoulder to midsecti--OHHHH!!! The Mistress of Puppets sidestepped the incoming Spear and gave the champion a little shove to ensure she SLAMMED the steel post with every bit of force imaginable!
Dayna clutched her shoulder in pain, making hissing noises as she backed out of the corner --- and into Celia's arms! The Temptress had Dayna in a Side Waistlock and hauled her into the air, dropping her head first with a high-angle Backdrop Suplex!
HIGH-ANGLE BACKDROP SUPLEX
www.youtube.com/watch?v=HSioZXCPIzU
THUD! The champion splayed out like a face-down starfish upon impact and The Temptress knee-walked toward her splayed body for the cover...
ONE..
TWO..
THRNOOO!!!
The champion survived the fall with milliseconds to spare, much to the challenger's irritation.
“You're quicker to take risks than I would've expected.” Blassenville mused as she plunged her hands into the brunette's battle-damp hair. “I wonder, how much are you willing to risk when it's clear that shiny gold trinket of yours is in jeopardy?”
“Hrrrgghhhh... the World Title is in no danger, Ms. Blassenville.” Erza huffed even as the redhead hauled her to verticality. “And it is in no danger simply by virtue of being miNNNGGHHH!”
Celia clouted her with a heavy Forearm Smash to the nape of the neck, then snuggled in close and stepped over so the pit of her left knee was pressed tight against the inside of the champion's left thigh. From there the Red Menace angled herself across the Executrix's back so she could slip under Erza's right arm and straighten up, thus wrenching it back at an extremely awkward angle. With the Abdominal Stretch locked in tight, Blassenville cupped Dayna's chin in her left hand and puuuuuuuuuuuuulled her head back to put additional strain on the champion's neck. Erza's eyes were closed against the pain of the hold, though the quickly opened when the redhead pressed her fingers against her prey's cheeks and smooshed them together in a humiliating fish-face!
Honing in on the fury blazing forth from the Executrix, Celia offered a faint smile and said, “You're not nearly so unflappable as you'd like everyone to believe, Miss. Erza. You put forth a strong facade, yet if I apply the correct pressure you'll NGH! NGH! NGH!”
Dayna's right arm was effectively useless so she crooked the left into a 'V' and gouged it into the meat of Blassenville's thigh almost half a dozen times! “Do it then.” Erza challenged the Temptress even as she continued stabbing away at her leg. “Do it, if you're as skilled as you claim and not just another pretender to my throOOOOOOHHH GAAAAAH!”
Murmurs of surprise from the FAWNatics when Celia hunkered down, grabbed onto the brunette's right ankle and pulled that leg up off the mat to bend it into an agonizing fishhook shape! The Abdominal Stretch was painful enough already, Blassenville made it downright awful by essentially adding a Wishbone to it, what with Dayna's long legs forced in opposite directions thanks to the redhead's hooks.
“Scream for me, Dayna.” Celia cooed to the suffering Destroyer. Dayna shook her head 'no' without hesitation.
“Never!”
Blassenville pulled up on her foe's right ankle and squatted a bit deeper, this new arrangement putting even more strain on the brunette's torso and inner thighs. “Scream for me, Dayna.” the redhead repeated.
“You don't have the will required to enforce such a demand.” the Israeli Powerhouse groaned.
Celia arched an eyebrow. “Is that so?” She craaaaaaaaaaanked up on that captured leg and jounced in place, drawing small groans from the Executrix.
“It is so. Words are the strongest weapon you wield and we both know AAAAARRRGGGHHHHHH!”
Blassenville released Dayna's right leg without warning and curled that hand into a scoop which she promptly slipped into the cutout of the brunette's one-piece to CLAMP down on a white-knuckle Crotch Claw! Dayna did indeed scream for the Temptress, yet Nick Castle didn't get to check on her condition because the Crimson Cagliostro broke the hold and swung around to thread her right arm across the champ's chest. With that hand cupping the side of Erza's neck, Blassenville caught hold of her foe's togs just above her left hip and yanked her into air like she was a lightweight, Celia just THWHAMMING Dayna against the deck with a huge Uranage!
URANAGE @ 00:40
www.youtube.com/watch?v=5aCvRWJ8vBU
Erza landed in a sprawl and the redhead was there to capitalize, Celia sinking to her knees so she stretch out across the brunette's chest and hook the far leg for...
ONE...
TWO...
THRNOOOO!
Dayna didn't so much kick out as she did twitch a shoulder off the canvas as Nick's hand was coming down for 'THREE!' Even so, it was enough to keep the match going even if that meant Blassenville hauling her up for more punishment. Slipping behind the Israeli Powerhouse once again, Celia set like she was going for another Abdominal Stretch only now she helped herself to Dayna's free hand and pulled it between her thighs to secure the Pumphandle.
Leaping to their feet as the prospect of a Head Game loomed large, the FAWNatics held their breath as Celia spun the brunette onto her shoulder, then roared their relief when Dayna kicked loose and slid out the back door! Landing directly behind her startled opponent, Erza put both hands on Celia's shoulders and shoved as hard as she could. The challenger shot into the ropes, bounced out and-- Erza exploded off her back foot and damned near cut the challenger in half with a massive Spear!
SPEAR:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=4tQ79uBwQTw
Blassenville hit the deck in a sprawl, but all was not well for the Executrix as she'd inadvertently attacked with same shoulder that'd collided with the steel a bit earlier in the battle. Cursing the mistake as she clutched at the sore joint, Erza fought through the pain and draped herself across the Temptress in a cover good for...
ONE...
TWO...
THRNOOOO!
Celia twisted loose and flopped onto her stomach, the breathless battler doing her best to defend against an immediate follow-up.
As for the Executrix, she sat up and clutched her compromised shoulder, keeping her cool even though her stubborn opponent had just survived one of her biggest weapons. Certain that Celia would not be up so soon after getting cut down by the spear, Dayna bid her time and rotated the kink out of her shoulder as she clambered to her feet.
"Get up!" The Executrix snarled as she dead-lifted the Temptress back to her jelly stems and knocked Celia back into the ropes with a couple of European Uppercuts. With Celia dangling on the ropes, The Corporate Punisher backpedaled a few steps back and sent The Temptress flying over the top rope with a Clothesline!
Blassenville scrambled to her feet as soon as she tumbled to the ground, but was still left disoriented from the series of strikes. As she tried to figure out Dayna's location, the Executrix blazed across the ring and back and sent herself flying over the top rope as well! Too late to move out of the way, Celia took the full weight of champ crashing down on her!
OVER THE TOP ROPE SENTON
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qikb_1-JMZ8
The crowd popped to their feet as soon as the high risk maneuver connected, breaking into 'THIS IS AWESOME' chants. Both heavyweights struggled to their feet as the ref started the ring-out count. As expected, Dayna got up first and started knocking Blassenville down the ringside and into the barricades at the corner of the aisle. Dayna took a spin to rally the crowd but that proved to be a grave error as Celia caught second wind and drove the champion spin-first into the steel ring-post!
"ARGHHH!!!" Dayna screamed in pain and collapsed onto her haunches while Celia leaned against the apron to catch a breather. Aware that the title could not change hands by count-out, the challenger peeled Erza from the ringside and shoved her back into the squared circle.
The Temptress slid after her in one slick motion before popping to her feet and dropping elbows into the small of her back! "Don't hesitate to seek professional help once you're no longer the champion." the redhead chided as she pulled the Executrix back into a standing Headscissors and hauled Dayna onto a seat on her shoulders! Celia hopped into the air for a little bit more elevation before driving the brunette back into the canvas with another Sit-Out Powerbomb!
SITOUT POWERBOMB
www.youtube.com/watch?v=cruj0CaCqLA
Celia kept Dayna's butt pointed to the rafters, grinning as Castle slapped his hand on the mat...
ONE...
TWO...
THRNOOOO!!!
Dayna popped a shoulder up and survived the near fall! Celia sat still with her mouth open in shock as the crowd cheered. The challenger quickly snapped back to her senses and pressed the offensive, picking the limp champion off the canvas and crushing her with a bone-shattering Bear Hug
BEAR HUG
www.youtube.com/watch?v=9uDxBx1vdA8
“HHHHHRRRRRGGGGGHHHH!” Erza threw her head back and voiced a groan of abject pain the FAWNatics hadn't known she was capable of producing. Blassenville didn't look surprised at all, she just tightened her grip and smiled as the long, usually dangerous legs of the champion slid around her waist in a loose, ineffectual Scissors before a single quick turn had them dangling once again.
“What do you say, Dayna?” Castle tried to get close to his charges, but Celia made it difficult with the meandering path she'd set for them both. “Do you need me to call for the bell?”
“Nuuuuuuhhhh...NO!” Dayna blurted with as much authority as she could muster. “I'm not... not surrendering my titGGRRRH!”
Celia slid her knotted fists to the small of the Executrix's back and muscled her into the air, the sold out crowd murmuring in astonishment as the domineering battler was treated like a play thing by the Red Menace. “It's time you started asking yourself some important questions.” Celia murmured to the flailing brunette. “Chief among them, is the pressure of carrying the World Championship day in and day out worth the added wear and tear on your body? Say, a dislocated shoulder or several cracked ribs? Because that's where you're headed, Ms. Erzarrrrhhhhhhh!”
Erza couldn't work her arms beneath the redhead's brawny coil so she twined her fingers around Celia's braid and pulled for all she was worth. “You...will not psychoanalyze me into submission.” she huffed. “If you wish to wear the gold, you'll have to beat me, and I don't think you canNNNNGGHHHH!”
The Temptress could've complained to Nick about the hair-pull yet it was much more fun to simply smash her forehead into the bridge of the brunette's nose, so that's what she did! Erza jolted from end to end so Celia held on til the worst of it subsided, then set the leggy brunette down on legs that looked like they might give way at any second. “I must admit, that was a very long way of saying 'please step on me, Celia.'” Blassenville chided as she took hold of Dayna's left wrist in both hands and twisted that limb in a smooth circle before halving it so she could reach across the champ's back with her right arm and hook her around that elbow. Just like that she dipped down and away, Blassenville doubling over to pull the startled Executrix across the broad curve of her back in an awkward arrangement that allowed the challenger to fold Erza's lower legs into a figure four (right shin in the pit of the left knee).
With both arms and legs completely under the Red Menace's control, Celia stood up straight and walked a little circuit around the squared circle to better display her grimacing, writhing prey. Catching Valerie's eye as she strode near the other brunette, Blassenville asked, “Has she granted you power of attorney? If so, would you like to cede the match on her behalf? Your employer clearly doesn't know what's best for--”
“I SAID I don't submit!” Dayna barked. “And don't you dare say a word, Miss StipanovWHOOAANNNGGGH!” Celia pivoted broke into a loping run and laid out on her back to THAWHAM Erza down on her chest and belly!
NATURE VS. NURTURE:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=V2mIBPIXKVE
Gutted and gurgling in the wake of Nature vs. Nurture, Dayna tried to fill her lungs with breathable air, but she didn't get much until Blassenville did some hair-pulling of her own and tugged the Israeli Powerhouse to a seat. Lips set in a thin, grim line, Erza hugged at her fluttering midsection and breathed as best she cou--“AAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!”
Celia CLAMPED her right hand down on the soft expanse between Dayna's right shoulder and the base of her neck, the meticulous redhead pouring her considerable power into weakening Erza's injured shoulder! “What do you say, Dayna?” Castle asked after only a few seconds of suffering. “What do you say, Dayna? Tell me something right--”
“NO!” she rasped. “NO I DON'T SUBAAAWWWW GAWD!”
Celia gripped her wrist in her free hand, then went up on tiptoe to put even more weight on the pulverizing claw. “You WILL submit.” Blassenville corrected. “You just haven't come to terms with it yet. I wonder, will you have full functionality in both arms by the time you NGH! NGH! NGH!”
Dayna crooked her left arm into a 'V' and slammed her elbow into Celia's left thigh half a dozen times. These blows didn't break Blassenville's grip, but the forced her to adjust her footing in such a way that Erza was able to struggle to one knee and then rise to her fe--“OOOOFFFFFHH!”
The Executrix stuffed a huge Kneelift into Celia's tummy, then set her free hand against the redhead's chest and shoved as hard as she could! Blassenville stumbled backward, hit the ropes and came out swingNOOOO! Bad shoulder be damned, Erza dipped to the side, wrapped both arms around the Temptress' waist and boosted her into the air for a smooth two-hundred and seventy degree spin that ended with Blassenville THWHUMPING down atop her posted knee! Celia bounced away and crumpled onto her side while Erza toppled backward and clutched at her right shoulder in an effort to fight through the very worst of the hurt.
TILT-A-WHIRL BACKBREAKER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=dTyPf17ozhI
The Destroyers struggled to their knees and tiredly crawled toward one another, each grabbing onto her foe's sweat-matted hair so they could unleash a barrage of Forearm Smashes! The audience echoed after each blow and the pace of the exchange began to accelerate! It continued until they were back to their feet but Celia put an end to it with a Kneelift to the stomach!
"UGHH!" Dayna doubled over, stunned by the body attack. Celia capitalized on the opportunity and made a round-trip to the ropes, but returned to find herself propelled into the air and smacked with the stiffest of European Uppercuts!
POP-UP EUROPEAN UPPERCUT
www.youtube.com/watch?v=QPBXmmnu74Q
The challenger dropped to her knees before flopping onto the canvas in slow-mo, but the champion could not capitalize on the opportunity due to the pain on her right shoulder. Erza grit her teeth and furiously rolled the wounded joint before she flipped Celia onto her back, covering with her left arm hooking her leg for the....
ONE...
TWO...
THRNOOOOOOOO!
Celia barely survived the fall if not for the brief break Dayna took! The Israeli Powerhouse looked visibly frustrated as she rose to her feet and picked Celia up by her red locks!
"Up!" Erza yanked the redhead to verticality against her will. Barely upright, Celia found herself back to her knees after receiving a couple of knees to the stomach. Dayna kept her grasp on Celia's head, reeling her right leg back and smashed her with a knee to the cheeks, dropping the challenger to the canvas!
The Israeli Powerhouse marched to the corner, rotating her right shoulder for a quick check as the punchdrunk Celia struggled to all fours. Dayna lowered into a crouch as Celia slowly found her footing, and just as she stumbled around, Dayna burst out of the corner and cut the challenger down with a left-shouldered Spear!
SPEAR
www.youtube.com/watch?v=uXLwvQbc1sk
Celia flattened out like a starfish as Dayna sat up, clutching her compromised right shoulder to catch a few breaths. A few breaths was all she took before returning her attention to the flagging challenger. The Israeli Powerhouse yanked the almost lifeless body of the redhead up and laid her across her shoulder, powering her into the air with a boost from her legs. One hand on her inner thigh, the other cupping her chin, Dayna spun around to display Blassenville's body to the crowd before dropping to her side and driving Celia head-first with the canvas with an Erza Hammer!
ERZA HAMMER
www.youtube.com/watch?v=jZe8shIrT58
Celia winced in pain as the Hammer connected, the champion rested her back against Celia's chest and hooked her leg for the...
ONE...
TWO...
THREE!
Bells clanged and the decision was official.
"Ladies and gentlemen! Your winner of this match... AND STILL...FAWN WORLD CHAMPION! DAYNA ERZA!"
Dayna struggled to her feet as Val collected the title from the official, rushing into the ring to present her boss with her title. Belt in raised hand, the champion made a celebratory tour around the ring as Val clapped in the background. Dominating FAWN for close to a year, it certainly seemed there was no one in FAWN who can end her reign...
WHITE FLAG:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=RWzZeA2GMsk
Murmurs of surprise from the Slaybor Day crowd when the speakers cut away from 'Your God Is Dead' to a plucking guitar riff and drumbeats that sound an awful lot like stomping feet. Could just be an error from the production truck, but then 'White Flag' kicked in full force and anyone not already on their feet got their fast as Becky Clayton walked through the curtain for the first time in almost a year.
BECKY CLAYTON:
Slowing to a stop in the center of the spotlight, the Camouflage Crusher acknowledged the 'Welcome Back!' chants with the briefest of nods, but once that was done she only had eyes for Dayna Erza. And the feeling was clearly mutual since the Executrix hadn't so much as twitched since the blonde's arrival. Anyone hoping for a throwdown was doomed for disappointment however, as Bex was dressed in old jeans, a brand new BFG tee-shirt (get yours at the FAWN shop immediately following the conclusion of this broadcast) and a faded army fatigue jacket. It was from the pocket of this jacket that the former World Champion produced a microphone.
“Ya know, I haven't been around much during the last year. I didn't want to step away, but Brewster filled my head full of poison garbage, so much that I started to believe it. And when you start to believe ANYTHING that comes from that monster's mouth, it's time to reassess the situation. So I took a break, caught my breath and got my head clear. Never stopped watching though. Every show, every pay-per-view, I was keeping a close eye on all of it because I knew that someday I was going to be right where I am tonight. The overall theme of the last twelve months? It's you, Dayna. How no one can beat you, no one can touch you, no one, even on their best day, can stand on your level. And sure as hell, there's a LOT of W's next to your name that would support such a statement, but it's not entirely true is it? Because these last six months, you've looked anything but invincible. Vic Hackenschmidt took you to the limit. Bridget Stroud and Olivia Dare showed the world that your height advantage doesn't mean as much as you think it does. Let's not forget Mariel McGinty either. You treated her like crap for too long, she got sick of it and damned near took that belt from around your waist. Hell, even Blassenville gave you all you could handle. You're not dominating, Dayna. You're barely surviving. And if this trend continues you're not going to survive for much lon--”
“Wins are wins, regardless of their margin, Ms. Clayton.” Erza had snatched a mic from the Announcer to interrupt the blonde's assessment. “Try as they might, none of the names you mentioned, nor any of the others that have dared step into MY ring have managed to put my shoulders to the canvas for a three count and they certainly haven't made me submit. Much as it may disappoint you, I am the best this industry has to offer and there's no one that can say otherwi--”
“I say otherwise.” Becky interrupted. “You made sure EVERYONE knew when you fucked up Colleen's happy ending, but that wasn't your first World Title shot, was it, Dayna? Your FIRST World Title shot was against ME. You don't ever talk about that one though, do you? Why is that, I wonder?”
Erza's dark eyes were furious pits. “You. Got. Lucky.”
“What about the time before that?” Becky started down the ramp, causing a rumble to run through the crowd, their might be a throw-down after all. “You can try to bury it in all the wins you want, MISS ERZA, but the fact of the matter is this. There's only ONE woman on this roster who's beaten you not once, but twice.”
“And you think you can do it again? The Executrix scoffed. “Did you come out here to beg for a match at 'Mania when you haven't been in a ring since Brewster humiliated--”
“Oh, I've already got the match.” Clayton was at the steps now. “Bethany offered it to me last week, she's been getting real tired of your attitude as of late. She and I don't agree on much, but we agree on that.”
The BFG slipped through the ropes, peeled off her jacket and dropped it to the floor, much to the delight of the FAWNatics. Furious over the intrusion, Erza took a step forward, only to step back and touch a hand to Valerie's shoulder. “Miss Stipanovic, would you please be so kind as to let Ms. Clayton know I'll see her at 'Mania and not a moment before?”
Stems looked from her boss to the challenger, then took a deep breath and moved to-- Celia Blassenville, who'd been almost motionless these last couple minutes, stretched out a leg and very deliberately tripped the brunette, causing her to spill to all fours!
The unexpected tumble drew Dayna's attention away from Bex and Clayton made her pay quite dearly when she exploded forward and damned near kicked the champ's head into the upper deck with a Big Boot!
BIG BOOT @ 00:58
www.youtube.com/watch?v=6yCVdJktQ0w
Unaware of the fate that'd befallen her boss, Valerie scrambled to her feet ready to fight only to find herself confronted by Becky Clayton standing over the Dayna and the Temptress watching it all from one knee. Raising her hands to shoulder level when Bex glanced her way, Stipanovic stepped through the ropes and retreated to the floor to await the horde of referees heading down the ramp.
As for Clayton, she crouched down and patted the big golden face-plate on the World Title. “You're not untouchable, champ.” she told the woozy brunette. “No one is.” Feeling eyes upon her, Becky stood up and turned to find Blassenville watching from one corner. “Something on your mind, doc?”
“Just revising some internal records. Perhaps the time has come for you and I to have a conversation. It's been far too long.”
Becky felt a chill run up her spine, but she shook it off easily enough. “Not that long. Stay out of my way, Celia.”
“As you wish. Welcome back, Rebecca.”
The Red Menace dipped out of the ring and quickly made her way up the ramp, leaving the One Woman Army looming as an imminent threat to the long reign of the Executrix.