Post by bigfan on Oct 21, 2017 23:50:42 GMT
”Ladies and gentleman, our next match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Seoul --”
The rest of the announcer’s introduction was drowned out by an explosion of cheers as Camille Cosworth stepped through the curtains at the top of the entrance ramp. Her body language was still tired and weary, although that was a big improvement over the crippling exhaustion that had afflicted her at the end of her opening match. She motioned for a microphone and was quickly provided one, then Camille addressed the FAWNatics.
“Sooooo… hello again, everyone. If you're wondering why I'm here and not Yoona, the plan was for me to come out here and give this big, elaborate introduction for Yoona’s first ever FAWNamania match. Something that marries the whimsical with the epic, that gets her pumped up and ready to go out there and fight the Sun. I thought about it, and thought about it, and thought about it some more, and… well… I got nothing.”
The crowd groaned, equal parts confusion and disappointment, but the Girl of Tomorrow held up a placating hand.
“It's not that I don't want to, it's just that anything I come up with is going to pale in comparison to the stuff Yoona’s done. I swear to God, she could read the ingredients off a tube of toothpaste, throw in a bunch of random curse words, and wind up with a promo that's just straight fire, but me…? I don't have the gift of the gab that she does. So unfortunately, I can't make Yoona feel like the greatest hero that ever was or will be. I can't do for her what she's done for me...”
Camille’s lips stretched into a knowing grin.
“I can't, but you can. Believe me, there's nothing more powerful than an entire arena full of screaming fans at your back. So whether you’re a denizen of Tomorrow-Morrow Land, a London Legionnaire, or even an expatriate of Domi-Nation, I want you all to cheer for her as one of your own. For the next thirty minutes, we are ALL fans of Yoona Park… are you with me?!”
The audience was quick to answer with a chant of YES… YES… YES… -- perhaps more out of support for the immaculate babyface Cosworth rather than the roguish Park -- but it was a stirring response nonetheless. Camille nodded along with the crowd for a few seconds, then she raised the microphone to her lips once more.
“...then get to your feet, and SCRREEEEEEEEAAAAAAMMM!”
Just like that, the FAWN Arena transformed into a jet engine, powered by the wordless roar of twenty thousand pairs of lungs. The ear splitting cacophony was so loud that it totally drowned the upbeat K-pop melodies that typically accompanied Yoona’s entrances, although the woman herself was right on cue as she stepped through the curtains and stood side-by-side with her girlfriend as she soaked in the moment.
YOONA PARK
After a few seconds, they turned towards each other, and Camille pressed her forehead against Yoona's while she lovingly spoke in Korean <<Shit fuck titty-cunt.>>
Park snorted as she tried to suppress a full-blown belly laugh, greatly amused that she had convinced Cosworth that the string of swear words was actually a little-known Korean colloquialism for Good luck. Nevertheless, it was the thought that counted, so she pecked her girlfriend on the lips and instructed Camille to wait backstage and avoid the rest of the Church of Eternal Midnight.
Left alone to face the wrath of Adelaide Brewster, Yoona walked down the ramp dressed for battle. Her torso was armored in a black bustier-style one piece lined in metallic gold, cut high on the hips and the rear to give a tantalizing view of her firm backside. Her forearms were covered in matching fingerless gloves that ran up to her elbow, and on her legs were a pair of skintight black sleeves that started just above her knees and extended down to her ankle bones before terminating in thin stirrups that looped around the bottom of her otherwise bare feet, just in front of the heel. “YOONA” was written vertically in metallic gold block letters on the front of each shin, and securely knotted around her left thigh was a decorative red silk ribbon.
The fans were still roaring by the time Park reached the ring, so she slid in under the bottom rope and laid on her back in the center of the mat, limbs spread and eyes closed as she reveled in the kind of ovation that was normally reserved for Camille. She wouldn't admit it, not even to the woman closest to her, but the magnitude of the stage and the reception from the audience set her heart aflutter and filled her with a nervous excitement that she hadn't felt for a long, long time. Careful not to disturb Yoona’s pre-match reverie, Merle visually inspected the wrestler from a respectful distance for hidden weapons or bottles of tequila, and to his relief, he found none.
With Park stretched out like the world‘s snarkiest rug, the Announcer resumed his duties.
“And introducing her opponent. Representing the Church of Eternal Midnight, she hails from Oxrun Station, Connecticut, stands at five feet six inches tall and weighs in tonight at one hundred and nineteen pounds. She is the Weeping Angel, the Daughter of Darkness, The Queen of Nightmares. This is…ADELAIDE BREWSTER!”
The lights died as her name reached the rafters and the speakers answered not with a gothic shriek but the quietly eerie pop of Lorde’s ‘Glory and Gore’.
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There’s a humming in the restless summer air, Lorde murmured from the speakers. And we’re slipping off the course that we prepared.
For a moment there was nothing but darkness and pinpricks of cell phone light, then a few lights on either side of the stage ‘whoomped’ on to reveal a sea of ankle deep fog.
You’ve been drinking like the world was gonna end. Took a shiner from the fist of your best friend. It’s clear that someone’s gotta go. I mean it, but I promise we’re not mean.
In the ring Yoona spun to a crouch facing the entryway, though anyone watching saw she kept her head on a swivel, Park clearly mindful of the sneak attack that started their last match.
But in all chaos there is calculation. Dropping glasses just to hear them break.
Still no sign of the Churchgoer and that was the way it stayed until a cold blue light illuminated the gloomy recession leading to the curtain. A figure swung down from the ceiling of that narrow throat, a figure hanging by her knees from a bar suspended just out of camera view.
And the cry goes out. They lose their minds for us and how it plays out.
Arms crossed over her chest, Adelaide Brewster opened her eyes, then twisted loose and landed on her feet in time with a particularly ominous warning.
ADELAIDE BREWSTER
Now we’re in the ring and we’re coming for blood.
Heading for the squared circle after a moment to survey her feeding grounds, Adelaide stretched her arms wide, which let her limber up while simultaneously providing the FAWNatics with a great view of her ring attire. For tonight’s feeding on the grandest stage of them all she wore a jett black version of her usual mesh one piece which offered the discerning eye a glimpse of matching crimson bra and briefs lurking beneath. Her outfit was completed with a clunky red belt complete with a buckle done up as a hissing bat and matching black pads.
Reaching the ring quickly because no one, not even those that’d paid for Mania aisle seats, dared extend a hand, Adelaide slunk under the bottom ropes, popped to her feet and took ownership of a corner on the far side of the ring. Paying absolutely no attention to the woman who’d taken up residence in the opposite corner in the last twenty seconds, the Weeping Angel climbed to the second rope, titled her head back and ‘pppfffwoooooshed’ a cloud of red mist out over the first couple rows of fans. Finally deigning a look over one shoulder, Brewster hopped down from her perch and offered up knees, elbows and wrists to Merle without ever taking her eyes off Park.
The ref was about to take his leave when she murmured, “I hope you have a strong stomach, arbiter.”
“Uh, why’s that, Adelaide?”
“Because you’re going to bear witness to agonies the likes of which give our lovely board of directors the worst sorts of night terrors. It’s going to be beautiful, you have my word.”
The bell sounded at Merle’s signal, but Yoona barely heard it. In the back of her mind she knew she should take a deep breath, look around and drink in the delightful cacophony of the scene. After all it was her first FAWNamania and the crowd had given her a spine-tingling ovation during that long walk down the aisle. She did none of these things, however. Not that she didn’t want to, she would have loved basking in the adulation for even a heartbeat. But she could not. Because there was an utter lack of concern in Adelaide’s dark eyes… and her f*cking feet were bare.
Voicing a growl so low it emerged more as vibration than sound, the Korean battler pushed off the buckles in a slow stalk that put her on a collision course with Brewster. She’d hoped the Churchgoer would flinch, or dip through the ropes, or f*ck, anything to give her an excuse to charge, so of course Adelaide came forward showing the same measured stride. Drawing up a few feet shy of her adversary, Park let her glance flick downward ever so briefly.
“Think you’re funny, cunt?”
Brewster’s face was neutral. “Funny is more your department, Yoona. You’re the one coasting on snark and sex appeal, after all.”
Yoona stepped forward and Adelaide did too, their noses almost brushing.
“You think I won’t break your toes one at a time, f*ckface?” Yoona growled. “These people will cheer each and every POP.”
“They may very well,” the Weeping Angel agreed. “I wonder though, how will sweet Camille react to such wanton violence from the love of her--”
Yoona chested into her, almost hard enough to rock Brewster back on her heels.
“Keep her name out of your mouth, Adelaide,” Park threatened. “Or I’ll break your teeth along with your--”
Adelaide ran the ball of her big toe across the bridge of Yoona’s foot and the black-clad brunette stepped back like she’d been scalded. The Daughter of Darkness grinned wide, showing more teeth than seemed natural.
“Come now,” she chided. “Your feet can’t still be sore. After all, MINE are fine. Perhaps it’s fear of what I might do tonight that’s got you so--”
Yoona came at her with a Rolling Elbow that would’ve dislocated Brewster’s jaw if the true believer hadn’t spun aside at the last second. No chance to enjoy the evasion though, as Park shifted onto her back foot and fired off a Savate Kick that forced to cede another few steps. Seeming to move quicker after each miss, Yoona charged and took to the skies with a flawless Spinning Heel Kick only to curse at the top of her lungs when Brewster dropped back onto her shoulders, then kipped to her feet an instant later.
“GODDAMMIT YOU F*CKING BYTCH!” Yoona’s scream was far more anger than frustration. “WHY DON’T YOU STEP UP AND FIGHT ME?!”
Adelaide smiled sadly. “I’d love to. If only you’d invite me in.”
Park didn’t even roll her eyes. She just spread her arms wide and took a step back. “Do come in, won’t you Adelaide? We’ll have such a lovely UNNNNGGHHH!”
Adelaide swept in, laced her hands across the nape of Yoona’s neck and THWHUMPED a heavy Kneelift into the other brunette’s flank.
“Oh, bytch,” Park almost couldn’t believe it when Brewster didn’t try to fight out of her answering Muay Thai clasp. “You want to throw knees with ME?”
She balanced on her left foot and THWHUMPED the left deep into her opponent’s ribs. “Big f*cking misUNNNNGGH!”
Adelaide hit her a second time, a matching shot for the opposite side. “You talk too mucEEERRGH!”
Park delivered her second Kneelift and just like that they went silent, the brunette’s grinding it forehead on forehead as they battered and gouged at opposing hip, thigh and belly with near simultaneous Kneelifts. The one for one exchange continued until Park shifted her hips and used her leg to deflect the worst of Brewster’s latest attack. Then she straightened out and THUM-THUM-THUMPED a trio of shots into her prey’s navel. The Churchgoer’s hips shot back with the impact and the hold on the back of her neck pulled her down so she was looking at nothing but canvas.
Smirking as Brewster’s grip fell away from her own neck, Yoona squeezed the clasp a little tighter and taunted, “I call this next piece Blood & Teeth on Canvas number one. First in a seventeen part series!”
She pulled her right leg out behind her, then pistoned it at Adelaide’s jaw only to have the penitent brunette catch her knee in both hands and shove it down. It threw Park off balance, only for a second, but that was all Adelaide needed to DRIVE her heel down onto Park’s bare toes!
“FAAAAAAAHHHHK!”
Yoona stumbled hard, actually hopped back on her good foot to create some separation between her and the cowardly--
Adelaide came for her fast so Park whipped around, knowing the ropes were close. Indeed they were less than three feet away, unfortunately she herself was down to one the moment Brewster grabbed her right ankle and pulled it out and back. Holding Yoona’s foot snug between her chest and the crook of her right elbow, Adelaide cupped the edge of her opponent’s foot and treated it to a slow, cruel, twissssssst.
“You are not the hero of this story, Yoona Park,” the Weeping Angel explained as her adversary reached and strained for the sanctuary of the strands. “You’re just a different sort of monster. You know it. I know it. Even these idiot chattel know it. And by the time I’m done, Camille will--”
“F*CK OFF!” Park swiped at her tormentor with a savage backhand slash that raked Brewster’s chest but did nothing to free her from the joint-wrenching predicament. “I told you to keep her name out of your WHOOANNGGHHH!”
Adelaide pulled the other brunette in, using the sudden press of Park’s own weight to keep the Korean’s leg wedged between them. With her hands free to do as they pleased, Brewster applied a rough Waistlock, her knotted hands digging into Yoona’s trim tummy. Breathlessness was the least of the Snarky Striker’s concerns however, as Adelaide demonstrated when she dropped her hips and flung Park head over heels courtesy a Release German Suplex. Intense training with Cam meant that Yoona was better equipped to deal with such tactics than she had even three months ago, but she still landed hard enough to tumble onto her belly.
LEG TRAP GERMAN SUPLEX:
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Pleased with this new arrangement, Adelaide stepped over the prone brunette, dropped to a seat in the hollow of her lower back and laid claim to her right leg, which she quickly wrenched backward in a Half Crab. The twinge of pain in her leg gave way to irritation as Yoona cleared the cobwebs.
“A Half Crab? Really? A f*cking Half Crab? Haven’t you been paying ANY attention, Brewster?”
Adelaide raised her hips and brought them down hard, it made a satisfying ‘smeck’ though she was under no illusions about the efficacy of this particular hold.
“I’m always paying attention, Yoona,” she purred. “You should try it every now and then. If you did you might actually realize what sort of trouble you’re in.”
Park’s witty rejoinder died an ugly death the second she felt Adelaide slip a couple fingers beneath the snug stirrup that kept those fight-saving compression sheaths secured to her legs. Jaw clenched against any noise that might escape her traitorous throat, Yoona braced her forearms against the mat, pushed up as high as possible and set off across the canvas. What would’ve been an agonizing journey for other wrestlers was more of a minor irritation for Park, but she still moved like the hounds of hell her nipping at her heels.
“BREAK!” she roared once she’d wrapped a hand around the bottom. “Get this cunt off my gear, Merle.”
Merle stepped in and tapped Brewster on the shoulder. “Ease off now, Adelaide. Let’s have a clean break.”
The Daughter of Darkness stretched the stirrup a little bit farther, then let it go to ‘snap’ against the sole of her opponent’s foot.
“You know, Yoona,” Brewster opined after she’d rose off her perch and sauntered to the center of the squared circle, “these little games of ours would be so much more fun if you weren’t so damned FRAGILE.”
Yoona glared daggers at the Churchgoer, but for the moment she held her tongue in favor of readjusting her footwear. She gently pressed a few fingers into the soft arch of her foot to make sure that the protective gear was still doing its job in dulling the sensitivity of her vulnerable pressure points on top of stabilizing her joints before cautiously getting upright and stepping away from the ropes.
Adelaide started to say something which was cut short when Yoona came rushing forward, twisting her whole body to swing her right elbow like a baseball bat at the left side of Brewster’s jaw. The Queen of Nightmares leaned backwards to let the blow pass a few inches in front of her face, but Park kept going with the momentum of the missed connection as she turned her back to her foe and smoothly rolled into a Spinning Back Elbow with her left arm. Adelaide dodged the second strike as well by dropping down to one knee to duck under the horizontally swinging limb, and once again Yoona kept twirling, coming around the full 360 degrees as she pivoted on the ball of her left foot while bringing her right leg up in a Knee Strike and raising her right arm for a Bionic Elbow, both aimed at the Churchgoer’s lowered head.
Brewster managed to bring up her hands to parry the knee, but her field of vision didn’t let her see the Bionic Elbow coming from directly above, and the bony point of Park’s elbow smashed into the crown of her head with such hateful fury that she felt the shock run through her spine all the way down to her tailbone as she crumpled forward onto hands and knees. She wasn’t that way for long, however, because the Korean sent her face-first into the deck with a vicious Curb Stomp, the dual impacts of heel on skull and skull on mat leaving the Daughter of Darkness questionably conscious.
The fans implored her to go for a pin while she could, but Yoona clearly wanted something other than a quick victory at her first FAWNamania as she hauled Adelaide up off the canvas with a Double Underhook grip on the Churchgoer’s arms. She slammed home a couple of more Knee Strikes to the gut to soften Adelaide’s core, then with a grunt of effort she hupped Brewster up into her lap as she settled into a squat.
ROYAL BUTTERFLY:
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Perhaps Adelaide was more aware than she appeared, because she quickly crossed her ankles and squeezed her legs together as soon as Yoona lifted her into the Royal Butterfly. She didn’t have anywhere near the leverage to work an effective Bodyscissors, and in fact all the muscles in her thighs and hips screamed in protest at the effort, but Brewster knew that she needed to stay latched high and tight onto Park’s body. Sagging lower into the Royal Butterfly would only make the submission that much more painful, and worse still, it would leave her vulnerable to the devastating crotch grind that she knew her opponent was looking for. Even though Adelaide had not been there personally, she still knew of Yoona’s muddy humiliation of Sydney Deschain via hushed whispers in the locker room, and Brewster was determined not to meet the same fate on the most important show of the year.
Park gave the Double Underhook a rough jostle, then she bounced up and down in her stance. She got a few wails and screams from her hated nemesis, but Adelaide still clung to her Bodyscissors to avoid the grind and refused to surrender when Merle asked. Snarling in frustration, Yoona sank into a deep, deep crouch with her own backside hovering just a few inches above her heels. As a result, Adelaide was folded completely in half and she shrieked long and loud, the blood-curdling sound drawing sympathetic groans from even the firmly anti-Church crowd.
“Hold onto your Scissors and I’ll dislocate your spine and hips,” Yoona grunted. “Then I’ll just fucking grind you out anyways.”
The Weeping Angel had no reason to doubt the Korean’s intentions, because if their positions were reversed, she would have done the same. Still not willing to surrender, she forced herself to turn her neck to the side so that she was facing her tormentor’s torso, then she opened her mouth and sank her teeth into the side of Yoona’s breast.
“FUCK! FUUUUCCK! SHE’S BITING ME! SHE’S BITING ME!” Park screamed at the referee even as she hopped up and down in an unsuccessful attempt to loosen Brewster’s jaws.
Merle honestly couldn’t see what the accused was or wasn’t doing with her teeth, but Adelaide’s penchant for biting was well known and something that senior referee Nick Castle had explicitly warned him to watch for, so he didn’t hesitate in starting his five count. Even after five seconds, however, Brewster was still chewing away undeterred, and he was just about to signal for a disqualification when Yoona suddenly stood up straight and threw herself backwards to the mat, turning her Royal Butterfly into a Cradle DDT and spiking her opponent’s head into the deck with sickening force.
CRADLE DDT:
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The jarring impact finally forced Brewster’s jaws open as she rolled onto her side with her arms protectively covering her head. Meanwhile, Yoona tugged down her bustier to examine her right breast and snarled in anger at what she saw. The rugged polymers that comprised Park’s ring gear had proven impenetrable to human teeth, but it was not as protective against crush injury to the tissue below, as evidenced by the splotchy purple bruise on her flesh in the shape of Adelaide’s mouth.
“That looks bad, Yoona,” the referee said. “Do you need me to --”
“NO!” Yoona roared with such vehemence that Merle’s face turned ghastly pale. “NO STOPPAGES! NO DQ’S! I’M FINISHING THIS MOTHERFUCKER ONCE AND FOR ALL!”
Park stuffed her breast back inside her top and scrambled over to take a seat on Adelaide’s hips. She intertwined her left leg with Brewster’s right in a Single Leg Grapevine, and it seemed like Death by Snu Snu was imminent, but the ever-resourceful Queen of Darkness sat up and blew a cloud of Red Mist into Yoona’s face. The Korean wiped at her eyes and screamed in equal parts pain and anger, and that allowed Adelaide to slither out from under her and start crawling for the ropes.
Yoona wasn’t about to let her nemesis get away that easily though. Blinking away the irritating red liquid as best as she could, she dove over across Adelaide’s lower back and laced her calves around one of Brewster’s thighs and then reached down to grab the other with her arms. With both sets of hooks sunk in deep, Yoona rolled backwards and laid out on the mat, pulling in with her arms while pushing out with her legs to stretch the Daughter of Darkness with a brutal-looking Wishbone. When that didn’t force an immediate capitulation, Park adjusted her grip to wedge her forearm into the pit of Brewster’s knee while using the opposite hand to crank back on ankle of the same leg to add a Calf Crusher and an Ankle Lock.
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Adelaide howled, the blossoming fire in her hips, hamstrings, groin, knee, and ankle immediately dispelling any lingering discombobulation from the Cradle DDT, and the crowd immediately began a chant of “TAP! TAP! TAP!” For a brief moment, it seemed like Brewster might acquiesce to their demands as she desperately clutched at the tortured tendons in her inner thighs, but then she dug deep into her reserves of willpower. Trusting her sinews to hold up to the strain just a little longer, she moved her hands from her legs to the mat, and she began the arduous task of dragging both herself and her opponent to the ropes.
“Midnight comes for one and all… Midnight comes for one and all… Midnight comes for one and all…” Adelaide repeatedly muttered to herself through gritted teeth and closed eyes as she inched towards the edge of the ring on palms and elbows.
Yoona stared in disbelief for a few seconds, momentarily stunned that Miranda’s zealot still had the fortitude to resist. Brewster’s continued resistance soon made her shock curdle into rage, however, and Park sat up before throwing herself back to the mat to violently wrench the Churchgoer’s thighs. The sudden burst of agony drew an inhuman screech from Adelaide, though once more she was able to find the mental iron necessary to continue her journey to the ropes, even as Yoona sadistically repeated her maneuver of sitting up and throwing herself back down every couple of seconds.
“MIDNIGHT COMES FOR ONE AND ALL! MIDNIGHT COMES FOR ONE AND ALL! MIDNIGHT COMES FOR ONE AND ALL!” Brewster screamed at the top of her lungs, somehow drawing power from her mantra and still making progress towards the ropes while Park tried to make good on the earlier threat to dislocate her hips.
Eventually, the Queen of Darkness was able to wrap her palm around the bottom rope and Merle was quick to demand that Yoona release the hold. The Korean immediately complied with the official’s demand without working the count, but it quickly became clear this was no act of mercy or sportsmanship. Scrambling upright with her opponent still laid out, Park went over to the edge of the ring, grabbed the top rope for support, and began heartlessly stomping away at Brewster’s face, punctuating every shot with a scream of “FUCK YOU!”
The display of savagery froze Merle in his tracks for a second and a half before it occurred to him that Yoona wasn’t going to stop, so he rushed over, grabbed her by the waist, and dragged her away without even giving a five count.
“WHAT THE FUCK?!” Park bellowed into his face as soon as she broke free of his grasps. “WHERE WAS THE COUNT?! WHERE THE FUCK WAS THE COUNT?!”
Merle tried his best not to appear visibly cowed and failed, but he still managed to stutter out an explanation, “I -- I can’t let -- You -- You were going to hurt --”
“NO SHIT I WAS GOING TO HURT HER!” Yoona screamed. “THAT’S WHAT I FUCKING DO! THAT’S WHAT PIECES OF SHIT LIKE HER --- ARRRRRGGGGGHHHH GAWWWWWWD!”
During Park’s shouting match with the official, Adelaide had crawled over on her belly, and now she sank her teeth into the Achilles’ Tendon just above the ex-ballerina’s right heel. Yoona toppled to the deck immediately and began frantically slapping her open palm against the mat, overwhelmed by an irresistible, visceral urge to seek relief from the unbearable agony and either not knowing or not caring that she couldn’t legally submit to an illegal submission. True to his word, Merle also physically pried Brewster away from her victim without resorting to a five count, lest one of his charges suffer an injury.
“Fragile,” Adelaide spat at the fallen Korean.
Merle muttered something intended to placate the Churchgoer, but Adelaide was in no mood for anything other than carnage and pain after her time spent in Park’s atrocious stretches. Clawing her way up the official like a cat trying to climb the drapes, Brewster stepped back and would’ve taken a knee if she hadn’t grabbed Merle by the shoulders.
Torn between his charges, Merle looked from Adelaide to Yoona and back again. “Are you ok, Adelaide?” he asked tentatively. “Can you stand?”
The Weeping Angel flashed him a smile tinged pink, “I AM standing, my striped friend. Perhaps you should route your inquiry to the one of us clutching her ankle and sobbing.”
Sobbing was an exaggeration, in truth Park wasn’t making any noise at all, but the referee could tell from the erratic rise and fall of her shoulders that she was in a great deal of pain.
“Take a breather on the ropes,” he told Brewster after a moment’s thought. “And don’t even try to tell me you couldn’t use one.”
Brewster didn’t much care for the steel she heard in the man’s voice, yet she cared for the hateful burn in her legs even less, so she put it in reverse and backed into the strands while the zebra checked on her hobbled prey.
“You ok, Yoona?” Merle asked it from just outside kicking range, knowing damned well the Snarky Striker could lash out at anyone when she was in a mood.
Park, who’d managed to sit up in the last five seconds or so, pulled a hand away from her right heel and nodded curtly, “I’m fine. Just keep Count Cuntula off me while I’m getting up.”
She put her right foot against the mat, started to rise and dropped down before succeeding on the second attempt.
Immediately wary of that right ankle, Merle put a hand on her shoulder and said, “Can I check on your foot, Yoona?”
“I’m FINE,” the Korean snapped. “Ask me again and you’ll see my foot after the doctor removes it from your f*cking MOVENNNNGHHHH!”
Yoona saw Adelaide explode off the ropes and damned if she didn’t shove Merle out of harm’s way. Alas, this moment of (perhaps unintentional) altruism cost her dearly as it left her exposed when Brewster went low and DRILLED the ball of her left shoulder into Park’s right shin! The Chop Block spun Yoona through an involuntary front flip, the black-clad warrior landing flat on her back with that throbbing right leg already pulled tight against her chest.
CHOP BLOCK:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=xnhIjwIMpq0
Back on her feet immediately thereafter, the Daughter of Darkness walked a predatory circle around her foe but didn’t deliver any more punishment.
Instead she looked to Merle and cooed, “Looks like she hurt her leg. I’m not sure I can keep wrestling in good conscience if my opponent can’t defend herself.”
“F*CK YOU, BREWSTER!” Yoona bellowed as she forced herself to all fours. “HE’S NOT GONNA STOP THE DAMNED MAUUUNNNNNGGGHHHHH!”
The Churchgoer reared back and administered a savage kick to the Korean’s ribs. There was a sound like a baseball bat striking wet clay, then Yoona was rolling across the mat, Camille’s best girl once again curled up in a fetal ball.
“You heard her,” Brewster said to Merle when it looked like the ref might interject. “She’s fine. And you’re not going to stop the match.”
Certain that Park’s own pride would allow her to test all sorts of new and interesting tactics, Adelaide moved to Yoona’s feet and seized her left ankle. Park sat up at once and landed a few stiff Forearm Smashes to her attacker’s thigh but the resistance came to a swift end when Brewster pressed that foot to the canvas and stepped down just above her ankle. Not all her weight mind you, just enough to freeze Yoona’s circuits while she collected the other brunette’s right ankle. With Park’s sinewy stems stretched in a wide ‘V’, Adelaide cinched Park’s ankle in the crook of her left elbow and cupped her heel with the right hand.
“Throats are a preferred target of mine for obvious reasons, but there’s just something about your feet that’s so… irresistible.”
Park bucked her hips, braced on her elbows and sat up as best she could, not that it did a damned thing to break the Wishbone.
“Don’t you f*cking think about it, Brewster. I swear to all that’s holy I’ll AAAAAAAHHHHHHHH FAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAK!”
Adelaide sank her teeth into the sole of Yoona’s foot and the former ballerina would’ve slapped out another unrecognized surrender if she hadn’t buried both hands in her own hair. Merle didn’t bother with a warning, he simply started counting and made it all the way to ‘FOUR’ before Brewster spat out her chew toy.
“Stop chewing on her feet, Adelaide. Do it again and I’ll disqualify you.”
“THE F*CK YOU WILL!” Park rasped from somewhere below. “THIS ONLY ENDS WITH HER BEGGING FOR MERWHOOOAAAAARRHHHH!”
Adelaide loosened her clasp for the sole purpose of rolling Park onto her stomach. Then she wrapped Yoona’s ankle again, but rather than the traditional Ankle Lock she laced her fingers between the suffering striker’s toes and bore down on them like she meant to win an exceptionally unorthodox Test of Strength!
Dark eyes alight with cruel joy as she attempted to twist Yoona’s toes clean off, the Weeping Angel titled her head back and sighed, “Listen to them. Children of the night. What MUSIC they make!”
In this case the children in question were bolstering Yoona with ‘PLEASE DON’T TAP!’, the chant getting louder and louder even as Park bit down on her own bicep to fight the pain. After ten more seconds and almost as many queries from Merle, the Korean battler stretched out, dug her claws into the canvas and pushed up as far as she could. Her journey to the ropes was far from pretty, Adelaide’s every twist and tweak saw to that, yet in the end Park managed to curl one fist around the bottom rope.
“Either break my ankle or back the f*ck off you crazy bytch,” she hissed without looking at Adelaide.
“And let you take the easy way out?” Brewster murmured. “I think not. Enjoy your reprieve, chattel.”
She dropped Park’s mangled foot without another word and took several steps back.
Dragging herself out onto the apron without so much as a thought, Yoona closed her eyes and went through every mental trick she knew to lessen or perhaps just dull the pain in her right foot. At least one of them must have worked because it wasn’t too long before she sat up and gamely clambered back to verticality.
Forcing her lips into a ragged imitation of a smile, Yoona blew the Churchgoer a kiss and said, “You suck at footsie, Bytch-lick. Just like you suck at everything el--”
‘Else’ was leaving her lips when Adelaide charged the strands with a Forearm aimed right at Park’s mush. Yoona intercepted with a forearm of her own and answered with a Roundhouse but she planted on her right foot to deliver it and the bolt of pain that shot through her whole leg gave Adelaide more than enough time to swat it down. Palming Park’s face in her hands, the Weeping Angel wrenched the heathen’s head back, leaned over the ropes and bit down on her exposed throat! Yoona wailed as those hated teeth once again found the softest spots, but pain gave way to rage and she made Brewster pay for the midnight snack by raaaaaaaaaaaking her across the eyes!
Adelaide yelped and shoved her away, the Churchgoer instinctively grabbing the top rope with one hand while the other swiped at her stinging features. Desperate to slow the psychopath’s momentum any way she could, the Snarky Striker took a page from Cam’s book as she grabbed the top rope in both hands and dropped into a deep, one-legged crouch. Then she launched herself up n’ over, Yoona twisting sideways as she floated back into the squared circle. Snatching a Front Facelock as gravity brought her down, Park yanked back with every bit of hate she could muster to just SPIKE the crown of Adelaide’s skull courtesy a Slingshot DDT.
SLINGSHOT DDT:
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Scrambling into a south-facing straddle the instant Brewster flopped onto her back, Yoona hooked her nemesis behind the knees and leaaaaaaaaned back as far as physics would allow while Merle and the ‘Mania crowd counted off…
ONE…
TWO…
Adelaide rolled a shoulder off the mat, breaking the pin, spilling both women onto their sides, and dashing the hopes of the assembled audience. The Korean was visibly frustrated as well as she pounded her fist into the mat several times, but then she was quickly back on task. Yoona shoved the Queen of Nightmares onto her stomach, knelt at her left side, and twisted her near arm into a tight Hammerlock. Rather than look for a submission, Park used the armlock to keep that limb out of the way as she drew back her right leg and rammed her knee into Brewster’s vulnerable floating ribs, eliciting a rasping, tortured moan that might have been a scream had Adelaide’s diaphragm not been paralyzed by by the strike.
The FAWNatics let out a collective oooohhh as Yoona repeated the tactic a couple of times, then she momentarily paused the assault to hiss in her opponent’s ear, “This stops as soon as you want it to, shithead. You know what to do.”
The Churchgoer still hadn’t found her voice, but the look in her eyes was defiant, and Park didn’t like that one bit. The Korean shifted her position so that she could plant the ball of her left knee on the back of her opponent’s neck, switched to a one-handed grip on the Hammerlock, and grabbed a big bunch of hair.
“MAYBE I DIDN’T MAKE MYSELF CLEAR, FUCKFACE!” Yoona roared as she yanked Adelaide’s head back to a gruesome looking angle. “GIVE IT UP, OR I’LL BREAK YOUR FUCKING NECK!”
With Brewster still refusing to call it a night, Park might have done just that were it not for Merle laying a hand on her shoulder and demanding, “Let her go, Yoona. I mean it. Neither of you are leaving this match a cripple under my watch.”
Yoona bared her teeth and snarled at the referee, though he countered with a wordless threat to make the gesture for a disqualification and that was enough to get her to relinquish her grip. She let Adelaide’s head drop down to the mat with a soft thunk and gingerly stood up, making sure to keep her weight on her left leg the whole time. At the official’s behest, the Korean began retreating to a corner with a series of short, ungainly hops, but then her ears picked up the ragged, hateful sound of Brewster’s voice.
“You’re wrong, arbiter. There’s already a cripple in this match.”
Park’s temper immediately boiled over, and despite her bad ankle, she whirled around and leapt into the air in an attempt to come down with a Double Stomp on her opponent’s head. Adelaide proved to be an uncooperative target, however, as she quickly curled onto her right side and shielded her face with her shoulder as the ex-ballerina was mid-flight. It didn’t get her out of the danger zone, and she still took a very painful stomp directly on her left shoulder, but that shift in position forced Yoona into a very awkward landing. Park’s heels deflected off Adelaide’s shoulder before hitting the deck at an angle that twisted and rolled her already demolished ankle, and she collapsed to the mat shrieking while she held her right foot.
The arena suddenly became eerily quiet out of concern for Yoona, though she still managed to weakly shake her head when the referee offered to end the match and get her medical attention. Meanwhile, the Daughter of Darkness forced herself upright with a grimace, no stranger to her own assortment of ailments. Even so, she appeared to be in better shape than her opponent given that she could still stand under her own power, and noticing that Park was unlikely to be moving anywhere any time soon, Adelaide made for the nearest corner and began climbing the ropes. The FAWNatics tried to warn Yoona of the coming danger, urging her to roll out of the way or get into a defensive posture, but their increasingly desperate shouting still couldn’t penetrate the fog of pain clouding her senses. Indeed, she didn’t even know where the Churchgoer was until a pair of bony knees slammed into her chest after a long fall from the top rope, courtesy Adelaide’s Twitch of the Death Nerve.
TWITCH OF THE DEATH NERVE:
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Park sputtered and gasped for a brief, agonized moment as the Double Knee Drop crushed the air out of her lungs, then she fell silent and still. Rather than pin her seemingly spent nemesis, Brewster sat on her haunches, threw back her head, and laughed in the faces of the jeering audience, a mad cackle that was a chilling mixture of triumph, hate, and relief. Once she was done reveling in their dashed hopes, she set to work removing the protective sheathes from the Korean’s lower legs, unhooking the stirrups at the bottom before peeling them down from the knee, first left then right. Upon having her right leg jostled, Yoona stirred to life if not quite full cognizance and instinctively kicked at Adelaide in feeble protest, but alas it was too little too late to prevent the Queen of Darkness from stripping off her gear and leaving her critical weak points dangerously exposed.
For the time being, however, Brewster seemed content to play with her prey. She gently stroked her palm up and down against Park’s sole and instep, then one by one, she lightly pinched each of the Korean’s ties between forefinger and thumb and gave a soft, teasing twist and wiggle.
“You have none of the traditional hallmarks of ballet damage. No calluses. No bunions. No hammer toes. No cracked or broken toe nails...” Adelaide placidly said. “Instead, you have high, soft arches. Straight, well-aligned toes. A fresh coat of black polish on your nails. Do you know what that means, Yoona?”
Brewster punctuated her question with a sharp scratch of her fingernails across the ball of Park’s foot. That seemed to bring Yoona fully back to her senses with a yelp. She quickly pulled her legs out of Brewster’s grasps and scampered backwards to the safety of the ropes on her hands and rear, panting hard and eyes wide.
Adelaide’s lips twisted into a cold, cruel smile and she answered her own question, “It means you’re a quitter who can't take the pain.”
Park’s feet felt like they’d been dipped in fire. She wanted nothing more than to slide beneath the bottom rope and tend to them on the floor in peace, but pride wouldn’t allow it. Not with Adelaide staring her down while the whole world looked on. Instead she swallowed the lump in her throat, grabbed the top rope in both hands and used it to haul herself to verticality. Merle moved in to check her condition, only to hit full stop when Yoona extended a palm in his direction.
“I’m fine,” the Korean noted without taking her eyes off the Churchgoer. Her next words were to Adelaide herself, “Say it again, f*ckface.”
“What exactly?” Brewster asked. “The part about you being a quitter? Or the line about how you’re the most fragile little bigmouth in all of FAW--”
Ankles be damned, Yoona exploded off the strands with a Rolling Elbow Smash locked and loaded. Ten minutes earlier she might’ve caved in Adelaide’s jaw. Now however the Daughter of Darkness dipped beneath the blow and breezed around behind her adversary. Far more galling, she caught a bit of buttock between thumb and forefinger and gave Park a nasty little pinch! Yoona yelped, whipped around and fired off another stiff Elbow only for Adelaide to slip her again! No pinch this time, Brewster merely helped herself to a double handful of Park’s black briefs and raised them by a good eight inches!
Painful though it was, the wedgie itself paled in comparison to the burn in Park’s ankles when it forced her up on tiptoe. Shrieking with rage and pain as Brewster pushed her away with a condescending little pat, Yoona rounded on her again and roared, “STAND STILL AND F*CKING FIGHT M--”
The Weeping Angel lashed out with her left hand, not for a jab or an uppercut but a single well-placed ‘flick’ to the tip of her opponent’s nose.
The capacity crowd ‘OOOOOHHH’ed in surprise as Park rocked back on her heels, all of them recalling how Park had inflicted the same indignity on Dominique Daly only moments prior to her epic meltdown.
“All eyes on you, chattel,” Adelaide cooed, her voice barely more than a whisper. “Do you still think they actually care for you? Or have they just been waiting for someone to give you a taste of your own vile medicNNNNGGHHH!”
Park hit her in a rush, the enraged exotique peppering Brewster’s skull with half a dozen jabs in the time it took you to read this sentence. She followed with a low kick that snapped against Adelaide’s thigh with enough force to rock her back a few steps, not that it was enough space to escape the high Roundhouse Park caromed off the side of her head. The true believer reeled but didn’t go down, so Yoona choked back a scream, spun around on her left heel and THWHUMPED a stiff Back Kick into her opponent’s belly.
That finally dropped the brunette to all fours and though the urge to run her mouth was strong, Park kept it quiet as she ran the ropes. Forcing as much speed out of her battered stems as was humanly possible, Park returned just about the time Brewster started to rise, so the Korean took to the skies and drew her right knee up high, all the better to drive it between the freak’s --
“UUUUUUUNNNNNNGGGGHHHHH!”
Adelaide dipped back in a last second bridge, caught Yoona’s right ankle in both hands and tugged as hard as she could. Snapped out of the Busaiku Knee at whiplash speed, Park hit the canvas like a dropped rock and promptly curled into groaning ball of anguish.
Above her, the Queen of Nightmares looked out at the crowd, then drew an index finger across her throat. Gorging on the resulting jeers, Adelaide bent down grabbed a double handful of hair and hauled Yoona to her feet in stages. Defiant even in the worst of times, Park threw a weary punch at the Churchgoer’s head, but Brewster only caught her prey’s wrist and pulled that arm snug across Yoona’s throat when she swept around on her six. Then she threaded her free arm between Park’s legs and muscled her up across her shoulders in a sort of Cutthroat Torture Rack that could only mean-- Adelaide kicked both legs forward and dropped to her left to THAWHAM Yoona down on the base of her head and shoulders with sickening force. Unspooling in a defenseless sprawl in the wake of Blood & Black Lace, the Korean offered no resistance when Brewster straddled her waist and pressed both hands into her chest for the…
BLOOD & BLACK LACE:
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ONE…
TWO…
THRENOOOOOOOO!
Yoona shrugged a shoulder off that mat with half a second to spare, bringing the whole of the arena to its feet. Not only that, she got a hand against Adelaide’s face and treated her to a rude shove, just to drive the escape home. If Brewster was stunned by the near fall, the drunken pie-face snapped her out of it angrier than ever. Palming Park’s skull like she meant to twist her ears clean off, Adelaide got to her feet and forced Yoona to do the same. Switching over to a more traditional hair-hold, the Daughter of Darkness wrenched Yoona’s head back n’ forth, shaking her like a terrier going at it’s favorite toy.
“Fragility and defiance are a dangerous combination, bytch,” Adelaide hissed when she settled down. “Remember that when you wake up in the hospital.”
Park reached up, grabbed Brewster’s wrists and tried to prize her loose. “Guuuhhhh…. go f*ck yourself, BrewsAEEERRRHH FAAAAAAHHHHHK!”
Adelaide STAMPED on Yoona’s toes, then gave her a shove when the Snarky Striker tried to clinch. With Park off balance and all but defenseless, Brewster raced in, hopped up and twisted over in mid-air to hook her legs around Park’s waist. Dipping through Yoona’s legs like she was looking for a Victory Roll, the Weeping Angel instead picked Park’s left ankle and tugged it loose to send the other brunette tumbling down flat on her face. Helping herself to Yoona’s right ankle the moment she touched down, Adelaide folded it across the pit of Park’s left knee in a Figure Four, then threaded her own legs over the knotted limbs and bore down tight. Last but certainly not least she cinched her left arm around Park’s left ankle to not only apply pressure, but to keep the Korean from twisting away when she crooked her right hand into a claw and dug deep into her exposed sole!
MIDNIGHT CLUTCH:
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“AAAAAAWWWWWWWWWW SHHHHHHIIIIIIIIIIIT!” Yoona keened in agony as Brewster’s soon to be christened Midnight Clutch wrought havoc on her knees and ankles. “FAAAAAAAHHHHHKING BYYYYTTTTTTTTCCCCCCHH!”
Park pushed up on her elbows and dragged herself all of six inches before she collapsed forward and slapped the mat over and over again.
“SUBMIT!” she bawled. “I SUBMIT, JUST GET THE F*CK OFFA ME!”
Merle called for the bell at once and though Adelaide slackened the pressure quite a bit, she didn’t actually untangle the hold until after the Announcer confirmed, “Ladies and Gentlemen, your winner via submission… ADELAIDE BREWSTER!”
Parting those devastated legs with hardly a thought, Adelaide crawled into a mount on the small of her prey’s back, then leaned forward and stretched out to slowly but surely pin Yoona beneath her in a facedown Double Leg Grapevine. With Park in no condition to defend herself, Adelaide slowly ground her hips and crotch against the other brunette’s glutes, a show of domination that earned a deafening mix of cheers and jeers from the crowd and a low, humiliated moan from Park. Smiling as she enforced her will, Adelaide snuggled in to whisper in Yoona’s ear.
“You can hold me down, you can beat me bloody and you can knock me out… but you’ll never submit me, Yoona Park. Remember that when you start walking without a limp.”
Yoona muttered something that dissolved into another wail of misery when the Churchgoer bit down on her neck one last time. Drinking deeply from this woman who’d humiliated her like no other, Adelaide ‘fed’ for the better part of ten seconds before she rocked back on her haunches and blew a cloud of Red Mist into the air overhead.
Back on her feet as the last of crimson rained down, Brewster stretched her arms wide and basked in the devastation until the vitriol reached non-deafening levels, Thusly satisfied, she slipped through the ropes and stalked up the ramp, leaving Merle to tend to the quivering remains of her latest feast.
The rest of the announcer’s introduction was drowned out by an explosion of cheers as Camille Cosworth stepped through the curtains at the top of the entrance ramp. Her body language was still tired and weary, although that was a big improvement over the crippling exhaustion that had afflicted her at the end of her opening match. She motioned for a microphone and was quickly provided one, then Camille addressed the FAWNatics.
“Sooooo… hello again, everyone. If you're wondering why I'm here and not Yoona, the plan was for me to come out here and give this big, elaborate introduction for Yoona’s first ever FAWNamania match. Something that marries the whimsical with the epic, that gets her pumped up and ready to go out there and fight the Sun. I thought about it, and thought about it, and thought about it some more, and… well… I got nothing.”
The crowd groaned, equal parts confusion and disappointment, but the Girl of Tomorrow held up a placating hand.
“It's not that I don't want to, it's just that anything I come up with is going to pale in comparison to the stuff Yoona’s done. I swear to God, she could read the ingredients off a tube of toothpaste, throw in a bunch of random curse words, and wind up with a promo that's just straight fire, but me…? I don't have the gift of the gab that she does. So unfortunately, I can't make Yoona feel like the greatest hero that ever was or will be. I can't do for her what she's done for me...”
Camille’s lips stretched into a knowing grin.
“I can't, but you can. Believe me, there's nothing more powerful than an entire arena full of screaming fans at your back. So whether you’re a denizen of Tomorrow-Morrow Land, a London Legionnaire, or even an expatriate of Domi-Nation, I want you all to cheer for her as one of your own. For the next thirty minutes, we are ALL fans of Yoona Park… are you with me?!”
The audience was quick to answer with a chant of YES… YES… YES… -- perhaps more out of support for the immaculate babyface Cosworth rather than the roguish Park -- but it was a stirring response nonetheless. Camille nodded along with the crowd for a few seconds, then she raised the microphone to her lips once more.
“...then get to your feet, and SCRREEEEEEEEAAAAAAMMM!”
Just like that, the FAWN Arena transformed into a jet engine, powered by the wordless roar of twenty thousand pairs of lungs. The ear splitting cacophony was so loud that it totally drowned the upbeat K-pop melodies that typically accompanied Yoona’s entrances, although the woman herself was right on cue as she stepped through the curtains and stood side-by-side with her girlfriend as she soaked in the moment.
YOONA PARK
After a few seconds, they turned towards each other, and Camille pressed her forehead against Yoona's while she lovingly spoke in Korean <<Shit fuck titty-cunt.>>
Park snorted as she tried to suppress a full-blown belly laugh, greatly amused that she had convinced Cosworth that the string of swear words was actually a little-known Korean colloquialism for Good luck. Nevertheless, it was the thought that counted, so she pecked her girlfriend on the lips and instructed Camille to wait backstage and avoid the rest of the Church of Eternal Midnight.
Left alone to face the wrath of Adelaide Brewster, Yoona walked down the ramp dressed for battle. Her torso was armored in a black bustier-style one piece lined in metallic gold, cut high on the hips and the rear to give a tantalizing view of her firm backside. Her forearms were covered in matching fingerless gloves that ran up to her elbow, and on her legs were a pair of skintight black sleeves that started just above her knees and extended down to her ankle bones before terminating in thin stirrups that looped around the bottom of her otherwise bare feet, just in front of the heel. “YOONA” was written vertically in metallic gold block letters on the front of each shin, and securely knotted around her left thigh was a decorative red silk ribbon.
The fans were still roaring by the time Park reached the ring, so she slid in under the bottom rope and laid on her back in the center of the mat, limbs spread and eyes closed as she reveled in the kind of ovation that was normally reserved for Camille. She wouldn't admit it, not even to the woman closest to her, but the magnitude of the stage and the reception from the audience set her heart aflutter and filled her with a nervous excitement that she hadn't felt for a long, long time. Careful not to disturb Yoona’s pre-match reverie, Merle visually inspected the wrestler from a respectful distance for hidden weapons or bottles of tequila, and to his relief, he found none.
With Park stretched out like the world‘s snarkiest rug, the Announcer resumed his duties.
“And introducing her opponent. Representing the Church of Eternal Midnight, she hails from Oxrun Station, Connecticut, stands at five feet six inches tall and weighs in tonight at one hundred and nineteen pounds. She is the Weeping Angel, the Daughter of Darkness, The Queen of Nightmares. This is…ADELAIDE BREWSTER!”
The lights died as her name reached the rafters and the speakers answered not with a gothic shriek but the quietly eerie pop of Lorde’s ‘Glory and Gore’.
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There’s a humming in the restless summer air, Lorde murmured from the speakers. And we’re slipping off the course that we prepared.
For a moment there was nothing but darkness and pinpricks of cell phone light, then a few lights on either side of the stage ‘whoomped’ on to reveal a sea of ankle deep fog.
You’ve been drinking like the world was gonna end. Took a shiner from the fist of your best friend. It’s clear that someone’s gotta go. I mean it, but I promise we’re not mean.
In the ring Yoona spun to a crouch facing the entryway, though anyone watching saw she kept her head on a swivel, Park clearly mindful of the sneak attack that started their last match.
But in all chaos there is calculation. Dropping glasses just to hear them break.
Still no sign of the Churchgoer and that was the way it stayed until a cold blue light illuminated the gloomy recession leading to the curtain. A figure swung down from the ceiling of that narrow throat, a figure hanging by her knees from a bar suspended just out of camera view.
And the cry goes out. They lose their minds for us and how it plays out.
Arms crossed over her chest, Adelaide Brewster opened her eyes, then twisted loose and landed on her feet in time with a particularly ominous warning.
ADELAIDE BREWSTER
Now we’re in the ring and we’re coming for blood.
Heading for the squared circle after a moment to survey her feeding grounds, Adelaide stretched her arms wide, which let her limber up while simultaneously providing the FAWNatics with a great view of her ring attire. For tonight’s feeding on the grandest stage of them all she wore a jett black version of her usual mesh one piece which offered the discerning eye a glimpse of matching crimson bra and briefs lurking beneath. Her outfit was completed with a clunky red belt complete with a buckle done up as a hissing bat and matching black pads.
Reaching the ring quickly because no one, not even those that’d paid for Mania aisle seats, dared extend a hand, Adelaide slunk under the bottom ropes, popped to her feet and took ownership of a corner on the far side of the ring. Paying absolutely no attention to the woman who’d taken up residence in the opposite corner in the last twenty seconds, the Weeping Angel climbed to the second rope, titled her head back and ‘pppfffwoooooshed’ a cloud of red mist out over the first couple rows of fans. Finally deigning a look over one shoulder, Brewster hopped down from her perch and offered up knees, elbows and wrists to Merle without ever taking her eyes off Park.
The ref was about to take his leave when she murmured, “I hope you have a strong stomach, arbiter.”
“Uh, why’s that, Adelaide?”
“Because you’re going to bear witness to agonies the likes of which give our lovely board of directors the worst sorts of night terrors. It’s going to be beautiful, you have my word.”
The bell sounded at Merle’s signal, but Yoona barely heard it. In the back of her mind she knew she should take a deep breath, look around and drink in the delightful cacophony of the scene. After all it was her first FAWNamania and the crowd had given her a spine-tingling ovation during that long walk down the aisle. She did none of these things, however. Not that she didn’t want to, she would have loved basking in the adulation for even a heartbeat. But she could not. Because there was an utter lack of concern in Adelaide’s dark eyes… and her f*cking feet were bare.
Voicing a growl so low it emerged more as vibration than sound, the Korean battler pushed off the buckles in a slow stalk that put her on a collision course with Brewster. She’d hoped the Churchgoer would flinch, or dip through the ropes, or f*ck, anything to give her an excuse to charge, so of course Adelaide came forward showing the same measured stride. Drawing up a few feet shy of her adversary, Park let her glance flick downward ever so briefly.
“Think you’re funny, cunt?”
Brewster’s face was neutral. “Funny is more your department, Yoona. You’re the one coasting on snark and sex appeal, after all.”
Yoona stepped forward and Adelaide did too, their noses almost brushing.
“You think I won’t break your toes one at a time, f*ckface?” Yoona growled. “These people will cheer each and every POP.”
“They may very well,” the Weeping Angel agreed. “I wonder though, how will sweet Camille react to such wanton violence from the love of her--”
Yoona chested into her, almost hard enough to rock Brewster back on her heels.
“Keep her name out of your mouth, Adelaide,” Park threatened. “Or I’ll break your teeth along with your--”
Adelaide ran the ball of her big toe across the bridge of Yoona’s foot and the black-clad brunette stepped back like she’d been scalded. The Daughter of Darkness grinned wide, showing more teeth than seemed natural.
“Come now,” she chided. “Your feet can’t still be sore. After all, MINE are fine. Perhaps it’s fear of what I might do tonight that’s got you so--”
Yoona came at her with a Rolling Elbow that would’ve dislocated Brewster’s jaw if the true believer hadn’t spun aside at the last second. No chance to enjoy the evasion though, as Park shifted onto her back foot and fired off a Savate Kick that forced to cede another few steps. Seeming to move quicker after each miss, Yoona charged and took to the skies with a flawless Spinning Heel Kick only to curse at the top of her lungs when Brewster dropped back onto her shoulders, then kipped to her feet an instant later.
“GODDAMMIT YOU F*CKING BYTCH!” Yoona’s scream was far more anger than frustration. “WHY DON’T YOU STEP UP AND FIGHT ME?!”
Adelaide smiled sadly. “I’d love to. If only you’d invite me in.”
Park didn’t even roll her eyes. She just spread her arms wide and took a step back. “Do come in, won’t you Adelaide? We’ll have such a lovely UNNNNGGHHH!”
Adelaide swept in, laced her hands across the nape of Yoona’s neck and THWHUMPED a heavy Kneelift into the other brunette’s flank.
“Oh, bytch,” Park almost couldn’t believe it when Brewster didn’t try to fight out of her answering Muay Thai clasp. “You want to throw knees with ME?”
She balanced on her left foot and THWHUMPED the left deep into her opponent’s ribs. “Big f*cking misUNNNNGGH!”
Adelaide hit her a second time, a matching shot for the opposite side. “You talk too mucEEERRGH!”
Park delivered her second Kneelift and just like that they went silent, the brunette’s grinding it forehead on forehead as they battered and gouged at opposing hip, thigh and belly with near simultaneous Kneelifts. The one for one exchange continued until Park shifted her hips and used her leg to deflect the worst of Brewster’s latest attack. Then she straightened out and THUM-THUM-THUMPED a trio of shots into her prey’s navel. The Churchgoer’s hips shot back with the impact and the hold on the back of her neck pulled her down so she was looking at nothing but canvas.
Smirking as Brewster’s grip fell away from her own neck, Yoona squeezed the clasp a little tighter and taunted, “I call this next piece Blood & Teeth on Canvas number one. First in a seventeen part series!”
She pulled her right leg out behind her, then pistoned it at Adelaide’s jaw only to have the penitent brunette catch her knee in both hands and shove it down. It threw Park off balance, only for a second, but that was all Adelaide needed to DRIVE her heel down onto Park’s bare toes!
“FAAAAAAAHHHHK!”
Yoona stumbled hard, actually hopped back on her good foot to create some separation between her and the cowardly--
Adelaide came for her fast so Park whipped around, knowing the ropes were close. Indeed they were less than three feet away, unfortunately she herself was down to one the moment Brewster grabbed her right ankle and pulled it out and back. Holding Yoona’s foot snug between her chest and the crook of her right elbow, Adelaide cupped the edge of her opponent’s foot and treated it to a slow, cruel, twissssssst.
“You are not the hero of this story, Yoona Park,” the Weeping Angel explained as her adversary reached and strained for the sanctuary of the strands. “You’re just a different sort of monster. You know it. I know it. Even these idiot chattel know it. And by the time I’m done, Camille will--”
“F*CK OFF!” Park swiped at her tormentor with a savage backhand slash that raked Brewster’s chest but did nothing to free her from the joint-wrenching predicament. “I told you to keep her name out of your WHOOANNGGHHH!”
Adelaide pulled the other brunette in, using the sudden press of Park’s own weight to keep the Korean’s leg wedged between them. With her hands free to do as they pleased, Brewster applied a rough Waistlock, her knotted hands digging into Yoona’s trim tummy. Breathlessness was the least of the Snarky Striker’s concerns however, as Adelaide demonstrated when she dropped her hips and flung Park head over heels courtesy a Release German Suplex. Intense training with Cam meant that Yoona was better equipped to deal with such tactics than she had even three months ago, but she still landed hard enough to tumble onto her belly.
LEG TRAP GERMAN SUPLEX:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=0aNliQWB5pM
Pleased with this new arrangement, Adelaide stepped over the prone brunette, dropped to a seat in the hollow of her lower back and laid claim to her right leg, which she quickly wrenched backward in a Half Crab. The twinge of pain in her leg gave way to irritation as Yoona cleared the cobwebs.
“A Half Crab? Really? A f*cking Half Crab? Haven’t you been paying ANY attention, Brewster?”
Adelaide raised her hips and brought them down hard, it made a satisfying ‘smeck’ though she was under no illusions about the efficacy of this particular hold.
“I’m always paying attention, Yoona,” she purred. “You should try it every now and then. If you did you might actually realize what sort of trouble you’re in.”
Park’s witty rejoinder died an ugly death the second she felt Adelaide slip a couple fingers beneath the snug stirrup that kept those fight-saving compression sheaths secured to her legs. Jaw clenched against any noise that might escape her traitorous throat, Yoona braced her forearms against the mat, pushed up as high as possible and set off across the canvas. What would’ve been an agonizing journey for other wrestlers was more of a minor irritation for Park, but she still moved like the hounds of hell her nipping at her heels.
“BREAK!” she roared once she’d wrapped a hand around the bottom. “Get this cunt off my gear, Merle.”
Merle stepped in and tapped Brewster on the shoulder. “Ease off now, Adelaide. Let’s have a clean break.”
The Daughter of Darkness stretched the stirrup a little bit farther, then let it go to ‘snap’ against the sole of her opponent’s foot.
“You know, Yoona,” Brewster opined after she’d rose off her perch and sauntered to the center of the squared circle, “these little games of ours would be so much more fun if you weren’t so damned FRAGILE.”
Yoona glared daggers at the Churchgoer, but for the moment she held her tongue in favor of readjusting her footwear. She gently pressed a few fingers into the soft arch of her foot to make sure that the protective gear was still doing its job in dulling the sensitivity of her vulnerable pressure points on top of stabilizing her joints before cautiously getting upright and stepping away from the ropes.
Adelaide started to say something which was cut short when Yoona came rushing forward, twisting her whole body to swing her right elbow like a baseball bat at the left side of Brewster’s jaw. The Queen of Nightmares leaned backwards to let the blow pass a few inches in front of her face, but Park kept going with the momentum of the missed connection as she turned her back to her foe and smoothly rolled into a Spinning Back Elbow with her left arm. Adelaide dodged the second strike as well by dropping down to one knee to duck under the horizontally swinging limb, and once again Yoona kept twirling, coming around the full 360 degrees as she pivoted on the ball of her left foot while bringing her right leg up in a Knee Strike and raising her right arm for a Bionic Elbow, both aimed at the Churchgoer’s lowered head.
Brewster managed to bring up her hands to parry the knee, but her field of vision didn’t let her see the Bionic Elbow coming from directly above, and the bony point of Park’s elbow smashed into the crown of her head with such hateful fury that she felt the shock run through her spine all the way down to her tailbone as she crumpled forward onto hands and knees. She wasn’t that way for long, however, because the Korean sent her face-first into the deck with a vicious Curb Stomp, the dual impacts of heel on skull and skull on mat leaving the Daughter of Darkness questionably conscious.
The fans implored her to go for a pin while she could, but Yoona clearly wanted something other than a quick victory at her first FAWNamania as she hauled Adelaide up off the canvas with a Double Underhook grip on the Churchgoer’s arms. She slammed home a couple of more Knee Strikes to the gut to soften Adelaide’s core, then with a grunt of effort she hupped Brewster up into her lap as she settled into a squat.
ROYAL BUTTERFLY:
m.youtube.com/watch?v=zSBHDZaudy8
Perhaps Adelaide was more aware than she appeared, because she quickly crossed her ankles and squeezed her legs together as soon as Yoona lifted her into the Royal Butterfly. She didn’t have anywhere near the leverage to work an effective Bodyscissors, and in fact all the muscles in her thighs and hips screamed in protest at the effort, but Brewster knew that she needed to stay latched high and tight onto Park’s body. Sagging lower into the Royal Butterfly would only make the submission that much more painful, and worse still, it would leave her vulnerable to the devastating crotch grind that she knew her opponent was looking for. Even though Adelaide had not been there personally, she still knew of Yoona’s muddy humiliation of Sydney Deschain via hushed whispers in the locker room, and Brewster was determined not to meet the same fate on the most important show of the year.
Park gave the Double Underhook a rough jostle, then she bounced up and down in her stance. She got a few wails and screams from her hated nemesis, but Adelaide still clung to her Bodyscissors to avoid the grind and refused to surrender when Merle asked. Snarling in frustration, Yoona sank into a deep, deep crouch with her own backside hovering just a few inches above her heels. As a result, Adelaide was folded completely in half and she shrieked long and loud, the blood-curdling sound drawing sympathetic groans from even the firmly anti-Church crowd.
“Hold onto your Scissors and I’ll dislocate your spine and hips,” Yoona grunted. “Then I’ll just fucking grind you out anyways.”
The Weeping Angel had no reason to doubt the Korean’s intentions, because if their positions were reversed, she would have done the same. Still not willing to surrender, she forced herself to turn her neck to the side so that she was facing her tormentor’s torso, then she opened her mouth and sank her teeth into the side of Yoona’s breast.
“FUCK! FUUUUCCK! SHE’S BITING ME! SHE’S BITING ME!” Park screamed at the referee even as she hopped up and down in an unsuccessful attempt to loosen Brewster’s jaws.
Merle honestly couldn’t see what the accused was or wasn’t doing with her teeth, but Adelaide’s penchant for biting was well known and something that senior referee Nick Castle had explicitly warned him to watch for, so he didn’t hesitate in starting his five count. Even after five seconds, however, Brewster was still chewing away undeterred, and he was just about to signal for a disqualification when Yoona suddenly stood up straight and threw herself backwards to the mat, turning her Royal Butterfly into a Cradle DDT and spiking her opponent’s head into the deck with sickening force.
CRADLE DDT:
m.youtube.com/watch?v=2nQPYmx1sHQ
The jarring impact finally forced Brewster’s jaws open as she rolled onto her side with her arms protectively covering her head. Meanwhile, Yoona tugged down her bustier to examine her right breast and snarled in anger at what she saw. The rugged polymers that comprised Park’s ring gear had proven impenetrable to human teeth, but it was not as protective against crush injury to the tissue below, as evidenced by the splotchy purple bruise on her flesh in the shape of Adelaide’s mouth.
“That looks bad, Yoona,” the referee said. “Do you need me to --”
“NO!” Yoona roared with such vehemence that Merle’s face turned ghastly pale. “NO STOPPAGES! NO DQ’S! I’M FINISHING THIS MOTHERFUCKER ONCE AND FOR ALL!”
Park stuffed her breast back inside her top and scrambled over to take a seat on Adelaide’s hips. She intertwined her left leg with Brewster’s right in a Single Leg Grapevine, and it seemed like Death by Snu Snu was imminent, but the ever-resourceful Queen of Darkness sat up and blew a cloud of Red Mist into Yoona’s face. The Korean wiped at her eyes and screamed in equal parts pain and anger, and that allowed Adelaide to slither out from under her and start crawling for the ropes.
Yoona wasn’t about to let her nemesis get away that easily though. Blinking away the irritating red liquid as best as she could, she dove over across Adelaide’s lower back and laced her calves around one of Brewster’s thighs and then reached down to grab the other with her arms. With both sets of hooks sunk in deep, Yoona rolled backwards and laid out on the mat, pulling in with her arms while pushing out with her legs to stretch the Daughter of Darkness with a brutal-looking Wishbone. When that didn’t force an immediate capitulation, Park adjusted her grip to wedge her forearm into the pit of Brewster’s knee while using the opposite hand to crank back on ankle of the same leg to add a Calf Crusher and an Ankle Lock.
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Adelaide howled, the blossoming fire in her hips, hamstrings, groin, knee, and ankle immediately dispelling any lingering discombobulation from the Cradle DDT, and the crowd immediately began a chant of “TAP! TAP! TAP!” For a brief moment, it seemed like Brewster might acquiesce to their demands as she desperately clutched at the tortured tendons in her inner thighs, but then she dug deep into her reserves of willpower. Trusting her sinews to hold up to the strain just a little longer, she moved her hands from her legs to the mat, and she began the arduous task of dragging both herself and her opponent to the ropes.
“Midnight comes for one and all… Midnight comes for one and all… Midnight comes for one and all…” Adelaide repeatedly muttered to herself through gritted teeth and closed eyes as she inched towards the edge of the ring on palms and elbows.
Yoona stared in disbelief for a few seconds, momentarily stunned that Miranda’s zealot still had the fortitude to resist. Brewster’s continued resistance soon made her shock curdle into rage, however, and Park sat up before throwing herself back to the mat to violently wrench the Churchgoer’s thighs. The sudden burst of agony drew an inhuman screech from Adelaide, though once more she was able to find the mental iron necessary to continue her journey to the ropes, even as Yoona sadistically repeated her maneuver of sitting up and throwing herself back down every couple of seconds.
“MIDNIGHT COMES FOR ONE AND ALL! MIDNIGHT COMES FOR ONE AND ALL! MIDNIGHT COMES FOR ONE AND ALL!” Brewster screamed at the top of her lungs, somehow drawing power from her mantra and still making progress towards the ropes while Park tried to make good on the earlier threat to dislocate her hips.
Eventually, the Queen of Darkness was able to wrap her palm around the bottom rope and Merle was quick to demand that Yoona release the hold. The Korean immediately complied with the official’s demand without working the count, but it quickly became clear this was no act of mercy or sportsmanship. Scrambling upright with her opponent still laid out, Park went over to the edge of the ring, grabbed the top rope for support, and began heartlessly stomping away at Brewster’s face, punctuating every shot with a scream of “FUCK YOU!”
The display of savagery froze Merle in his tracks for a second and a half before it occurred to him that Yoona wasn’t going to stop, so he rushed over, grabbed her by the waist, and dragged her away without even giving a five count.
“WHAT THE FUCK?!” Park bellowed into his face as soon as she broke free of his grasps. “WHERE WAS THE COUNT?! WHERE THE FUCK WAS THE COUNT?!”
Merle tried his best not to appear visibly cowed and failed, but he still managed to stutter out an explanation, “I -- I can’t let -- You -- You were going to hurt --”
“NO SHIT I WAS GOING TO HURT HER!” Yoona screamed. “THAT’S WHAT I FUCKING DO! THAT’S WHAT PIECES OF SHIT LIKE HER --- ARRRRRGGGGGHHHH GAWWWWWWD!”
During Park’s shouting match with the official, Adelaide had crawled over on her belly, and now she sank her teeth into the Achilles’ Tendon just above the ex-ballerina’s right heel. Yoona toppled to the deck immediately and began frantically slapping her open palm against the mat, overwhelmed by an irresistible, visceral urge to seek relief from the unbearable agony and either not knowing or not caring that she couldn’t legally submit to an illegal submission. True to his word, Merle also physically pried Brewster away from her victim without resorting to a five count, lest one of his charges suffer an injury.
“Fragile,” Adelaide spat at the fallen Korean.
Merle muttered something intended to placate the Churchgoer, but Adelaide was in no mood for anything other than carnage and pain after her time spent in Park’s atrocious stretches. Clawing her way up the official like a cat trying to climb the drapes, Brewster stepped back and would’ve taken a knee if she hadn’t grabbed Merle by the shoulders.
Torn between his charges, Merle looked from Adelaide to Yoona and back again. “Are you ok, Adelaide?” he asked tentatively. “Can you stand?”
The Weeping Angel flashed him a smile tinged pink, “I AM standing, my striped friend. Perhaps you should route your inquiry to the one of us clutching her ankle and sobbing.”
Sobbing was an exaggeration, in truth Park wasn’t making any noise at all, but the referee could tell from the erratic rise and fall of her shoulders that she was in a great deal of pain.
“Take a breather on the ropes,” he told Brewster after a moment’s thought. “And don’t even try to tell me you couldn’t use one.”
Brewster didn’t much care for the steel she heard in the man’s voice, yet she cared for the hateful burn in her legs even less, so she put it in reverse and backed into the strands while the zebra checked on her hobbled prey.
“You ok, Yoona?” Merle asked it from just outside kicking range, knowing damned well the Snarky Striker could lash out at anyone when she was in a mood.
Park, who’d managed to sit up in the last five seconds or so, pulled a hand away from her right heel and nodded curtly, “I’m fine. Just keep Count Cuntula off me while I’m getting up.”
She put her right foot against the mat, started to rise and dropped down before succeeding on the second attempt.
Immediately wary of that right ankle, Merle put a hand on her shoulder and said, “Can I check on your foot, Yoona?”
“I’m FINE,” the Korean snapped. “Ask me again and you’ll see my foot after the doctor removes it from your f*cking MOVENNNNGHHHH!”
Yoona saw Adelaide explode off the ropes and damned if she didn’t shove Merle out of harm’s way. Alas, this moment of (perhaps unintentional) altruism cost her dearly as it left her exposed when Brewster went low and DRILLED the ball of her left shoulder into Park’s right shin! The Chop Block spun Yoona through an involuntary front flip, the black-clad warrior landing flat on her back with that throbbing right leg already pulled tight against her chest.
CHOP BLOCK:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=xnhIjwIMpq0
Back on her feet immediately thereafter, the Daughter of Darkness walked a predatory circle around her foe but didn’t deliver any more punishment.
Instead she looked to Merle and cooed, “Looks like she hurt her leg. I’m not sure I can keep wrestling in good conscience if my opponent can’t defend herself.”
“F*CK YOU, BREWSTER!” Yoona bellowed as she forced herself to all fours. “HE’S NOT GONNA STOP THE DAMNED MAUUUNNNNNGGGHHHHH!”
The Churchgoer reared back and administered a savage kick to the Korean’s ribs. There was a sound like a baseball bat striking wet clay, then Yoona was rolling across the mat, Camille’s best girl once again curled up in a fetal ball.
“You heard her,” Brewster said to Merle when it looked like the ref might interject. “She’s fine. And you’re not going to stop the match.”
Certain that Park’s own pride would allow her to test all sorts of new and interesting tactics, Adelaide moved to Yoona’s feet and seized her left ankle. Park sat up at once and landed a few stiff Forearm Smashes to her attacker’s thigh but the resistance came to a swift end when Brewster pressed that foot to the canvas and stepped down just above her ankle. Not all her weight mind you, just enough to freeze Yoona’s circuits while she collected the other brunette’s right ankle. With Park’s sinewy stems stretched in a wide ‘V’, Adelaide cinched Park’s ankle in the crook of her left elbow and cupped her heel with the right hand.
“Throats are a preferred target of mine for obvious reasons, but there’s just something about your feet that’s so… irresistible.”
Park bucked her hips, braced on her elbows and sat up as best she could, not that it did a damned thing to break the Wishbone.
“Don’t you f*cking think about it, Brewster. I swear to all that’s holy I’ll AAAAAAAHHHHHHHH FAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAK!”
Adelaide sank her teeth into the sole of Yoona’s foot and the former ballerina would’ve slapped out another unrecognized surrender if she hadn’t buried both hands in her own hair. Merle didn’t bother with a warning, he simply started counting and made it all the way to ‘FOUR’ before Brewster spat out her chew toy.
“Stop chewing on her feet, Adelaide. Do it again and I’ll disqualify you.”
“THE F*CK YOU WILL!” Park rasped from somewhere below. “THIS ONLY ENDS WITH HER BEGGING FOR MERWHOOOAAAAARRHHHH!”
Adelaide loosened her clasp for the sole purpose of rolling Park onto her stomach. Then she wrapped Yoona’s ankle again, but rather than the traditional Ankle Lock she laced her fingers between the suffering striker’s toes and bore down on them like she meant to win an exceptionally unorthodox Test of Strength!
Dark eyes alight with cruel joy as she attempted to twist Yoona’s toes clean off, the Weeping Angel titled her head back and sighed, “Listen to them. Children of the night. What MUSIC they make!”
In this case the children in question were bolstering Yoona with ‘PLEASE DON’T TAP!’, the chant getting louder and louder even as Park bit down on her own bicep to fight the pain. After ten more seconds and almost as many queries from Merle, the Korean battler stretched out, dug her claws into the canvas and pushed up as far as she could. Her journey to the ropes was far from pretty, Adelaide’s every twist and tweak saw to that, yet in the end Park managed to curl one fist around the bottom rope.
“Either break my ankle or back the f*ck off you crazy bytch,” she hissed without looking at Adelaide.
“And let you take the easy way out?” Brewster murmured. “I think not. Enjoy your reprieve, chattel.”
She dropped Park’s mangled foot without another word and took several steps back.
Dragging herself out onto the apron without so much as a thought, Yoona closed her eyes and went through every mental trick she knew to lessen or perhaps just dull the pain in her right foot. At least one of them must have worked because it wasn’t too long before she sat up and gamely clambered back to verticality.
Forcing her lips into a ragged imitation of a smile, Yoona blew the Churchgoer a kiss and said, “You suck at footsie, Bytch-lick. Just like you suck at everything el--”
‘Else’ was leaving her lips when Adelaide charged the strands with a Forearm aimed right at Park’s mush. Yoona intercepted with a forearm of her own and answered with a Roundhouse but she planted on her right foot to deliver it and the bolt of pain that shot through her whole leg gave Adelaide more than enough time to swat it down. Palming Park’s face in her hands, the Weeping Angel wrenched the heathen’s head back, leaned over the ropes and bit down on her exposed throat! Yoona wailed as those hated teeth once again found the softest spots, but pain gave way to rage and she made Brewster pay for the midnight snack by raaaaaaaaaaaking her across the eyes!
Adelaide yelped and shoved her away, the Churchgoer instinctively grabbing the top rope with one hand while the other swiped at her stinging features. Desperate to slow the psychopath’s momentum any way she could, the Snarky Striker took a page from Cam’s book as she grabbed the top rope in both hands and dropped into a deep, one-legged crouch. Then she launched herself up n’ over, Yoona twisting sideways as she floated back into the squared circle. Snatching a Front Facelock as gravity brought her down, Park yanked back with every bit of hate she could muster to just SPIKE the crown of Adelaide’s skull courtesy a Slingshot DDT.
SLINGSHOT DDT:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Tqq3Zid81u8
Scrambling into a south-facing straddle the instant Brewster flopped onto her back, Yoona hooked her nemesis behind the knees and leaaaaaaaaned back as far as physics would allow while Merle and the ‘Mania crowd counted off…
ONE…
TWO…
Adelaide rolled a shoulder off the mat, breaking the pin, spilling both women onto their sides, and dashing the hopes of the assembled audience. The Korean was visibly frustrated as well as she pounded her fist into the mat several times, but then she was quickly back on task. Yoona shoved the Queen of Nightmares onto her stomach, knelt at her left side, and twisted her near arm into a tight Hammerlock. Rather than look for a submission, Park used the armlock to keep that limb out of the way as she drew back her right leg and rammed her knee into Brewster’s vulnerable floating ribs, eliciting a rasping, tortured moan that might have been a scream had Adelaide’s diaphragm not been paralyzed by by the strike.
The FAWNatics let out a collective oooohhh as Yoona repeated the tactic a couple of times, then she momentarily paused the assault to hiss in her opponent’s ear, “This stops as soon as you want it to, shithead. You know what to do.”
The Churchgoer still hadn’t found her voice, but the look in her eyes was defiant, and Park didn’t like that one bit. The Korean shifted her position so that she could plant the ball of her left knee on the back of her opponent’s neck, switched to a one-handed grip on the Hammerlock, and grabbed a big bunch of hair.
“MAYBE I DIDN’T MAKE MYSELF CLEAR, FUCKFACE!” Yoona roared as she yanked Adelaide’s head back to a gruesome looking angle. “GIVE IT UP, OR I’LL BREAK YOUR FUCKING NECK!”
With Brewster still refusing to call it a night, Park might have done just that were it not for Merle laying a hand on her shoulder and demanding, “Let her go, Yoona. I mean it. Neither of you are leaving this match a cripple under my watch.”
Yoona bared her teeth and snarled at the referee, though he countered with a wordless threat to make the gesture for a disqualification and that was enough to get her to relinquish her grip. She let Adelaide’s head drop down to the mat with a soft thunk and gingerly stood up, making sure to keep her weight on her left leg the whole time. At the official’s behest, the Korean began retreating to a corner with a series of short, ungainly hops, but then her ears picked up the ragged, hateful sound of Brewster’s voice.
“You’re wrong, arbiter. There’s already a cripple in this match.”
Park’s temper immediately boiled over, and despite her bad ankle, she whirled around and leapt into the air in an attempt to come down with a Double Stomp on her opponent’s head. Adelaide proved to be an uncooperative target, however, as she quickly curled onto her right side and shielded her face with her shoulder as the ex-ballerina was mid-flight. It didn’t get her out of the danger zone, and she still took a very painful stomp directly on her left shoulder, but that shift in position forced Yoona into a very awkward landing. Park’s heels deflected off Adelaide’s shoulder before hitting the deck at an angle that twisted and rolled her already demolished ankle, and she collapsed to the mat shrieking while she held her right foot.
The arena suddenly became eerily quiet out of concern for Yoona, though she still managed to weakly shake her head when the referee offered to end the match and get her medical attention. Meanwhile, the Daughter of Darkness forced herself upright with a grimace, no stranger to her own assortment of ailments. Even so, she appeared to be in better shape than her opponent given that she could still stand under her own power, and noticing that Park was unlikely to be moving anywhere any time soon, Adelaide made for the nearest corner and began climbing the ropes. The FAWNatics tried to warn Yoona of the coming danger, urging her to roll out of the way or get into a defensive posture, but their increasingly desperate shouting still couldn’t penetrate the fog of pain clouding her senses. Indeed, she didn’t even know where the Churchgoer was until a pair of bony knees slammed into her chest after a long fall from the top rope, courtesy Adelaide’s Twitch of the Death Nerve.
TWITCH OF THE DEATH NERVE:
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Park sputtered and gasped for a brief, agonized moment as the Double Knee Drop crushed the air out of her lungs, then she fell silent and still. Rather than pin her seemingly spent nemesis, Brewster sat on her haunches, threw back her head, and laughed in the faces of the jeering audience, a mad cackle that was a chilling mixture of triumph, hate, and relief. Once she was done reveling in their dashed hopes, she set to work removing the protective sheathes from the Korean’s lower legs, unhooking the stirrups at the bottom before peeling them down from the knee, first left then right. Upon having her right leg jostled, Yoona stirred to life if not quite full cognizance and instinctively kicked at Adelaide in feeble protest, but alas it was too little too late to prevent the Queen of Darkness from stripping off her gear and leaving her critical weak points dangerously exposed.
For the time being, however, Brewster seemed content to play with her prey. She gently stroked her palm up and down against Park’s sole and instep, then one by one, she lightly pinched each of the Korean’s ties between forefinger and thumb and gave a soft, teasing twist and wiggle.
“You have none of the traditional hallmarks of ballet damage. No calluses. No bunions. No hammer toes. No cracked or broken toe nails...” Adelaide placidly said. “Instead, you have high, soft arches. Straight, well-aligned toes. A fresh coat of black polish on your nails. Do you know what that means, Yoona?”
Brewster punctuated her question with a sharp scratch of her fingernails across the ball of Park’s foot. That seemed to bring Yoona fully back to her senses with a yelp. She quickly pulled her legs out of Brewster’s grasps and scampered backwards to the safety of the ropes on her hands and rear, panting hard and eyes wide.
Adelaide’s lips twisted into a cold, cruel smile and she answered her own question, “It means you’re a quitter who can't take the pain.”
Park’s feet felt like they’d been dipped in fire. She wanted nothing more than to slide beneath the bottom rope and tend to them on the floor in peace, but pride wouldn’t allow it. Not with Adelaide staring her down while the whole world looked on. Instead she swallowed the lump in her throat, grabbed the top rope in both hands and used it to haul herself to verticality. Merle moved in to check her condition, only to hit full stop when Yoona extended a palm in his direction.
“I’m fine,” the Korean noted without taking her eyes off the Churchgoer. Her next words were to Adelaide herself, “Say it again, f*ckface.”
“What exactly?” Brewster asked. “The part about you being a quitter? Or the line about how you’re the most fragile little bigmouth in all of FAW--”
Ankles be damned, Yoona exploded off the strands with a Rolling Elbow Smash locked and loaded. Ten minutes earlier she might’ve caved in Adelaide’s jaw. Now however the Daughter of Darkness dipped beneath the blow and breezed around behind her adversary. Far more galling, she caught a bit of buttock between thumb and forefinger and gave Park a nasty little pinch! Yoona yelped, whipped around and fired off another stiff Elbow only for Adelaide to slip her again! No pinch this time, Brewster merely helped herself to a double handful of Park’s black briefs and raised them by a good eight inches!
Painful though it was, the wedgie itself paled in comparison to the burn in Park’s ankles when it forced her up on tiptoe. Shrieking with rage and pain as Brewster pushed her away with a condescending little pat, Yoona rounded on her again and roared, “STAND STILL AND F*CKING FIGHT M--”
The Weeping Angel lashed out with her left hand, not for a jab or an uppercut but a single well-placed ‘flick’ to the tip of her opponent’s nose.
The capacity crowd ‘OOOOOHHH’ed in surprise as Park rocked back on her heels, all of them recalling how Park had inflicted the same indignity on Dominique Daly only moments prior to her epic meltdown.
“All eyes on you, chattel,” Adelaide cooed, her voice barely more than a whisper. “Do you still think they actually care for you? Or have they just been waiting for someone to give you a taste of your own vile medicNNNNGGHHH!”
Park hit her in a rush, the enraged exotique peppering Brewster’s skull with half a dozen jabs in the time it took you to read this sentence. She followed with a low kick that snapped against Adelaide’s thigh with enough force to rock her back a few steps, not that it was enough space to escape the high Roundhouse Park caromed off the side of her head. The true believer reeled but didn’t go down, so Yoona choked back a scream, spun around on her left heel and THWHUMPED a stiff Back Kick into her opponent’s belly.
That finally dropped the brunette to all fours and though the urge to run her mouth was strong, Park kept it quiet as she ran the ropes. Forcing as much speed out of her battered stems as was humanly possible, Park returned just about the time Brewster started to rise, so the Korean took to the skies and drew her right knee up high, all the better to drive it between the freak’s --
“UUUUUUUNNNNNNGGGGHHHHH!”
Adelaide dipped back in a last second bridge, caught Yoona’s right ankle in both hands and tugged as hard as she could. Snapped out of the Busaiku Knee at whiplash speed, Park hit the canvas like a dropped rock and promptly curled into groaning ball of anguish.
Above her, the Queen of Nightmares looked out at the crowd, then drew an index finger across her throat. Gorging on the resulting jeers, Adelaide bent down grabbed a double handful of hair and hauled Yoona to her feet in stages. Defiant even in the worst of times, Park threw a weary punch at the Churchgoer’s head, but Brewster only caught her prey’s wrist and pulled that arm snug across Yoona’s throat when she swept around on her six. Then she threaded her free arm between Park’s legs and muscled her up across her shoulders in a sort of Cutthroat Torture Rack that could only mean-- Adelaide kicked both legs forward and dropped to her left to THAWHAM Yoona down on the base of her head and shoulders with sickening force. Unspooling in a defenseless sprawl in the wake of Blood & Black Lace, the Korean offered no resistance when Brewster straddled her waist and pressed both hands into her chest for the…
BLOOD & BLACK LACE:
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ONE…
TWO…
THRENOOOOOOOO!
Yoona shrugged a shoulder off that mat with half a second to spare, bringing the whole of the arena to its feet. Not only that, she got a hand against Adelaide’s face and treated her to a rude shove, just to drive the escape home. If Brewster was stunned by the near fall, the drunken pie-face snapped her out of it angrier than ever. Palming Park’s skull like she meant to twist her ears clean off, Adelaide got to her feet and forced Yoona to do the same. Switching over to a more traditional hair-hold, the Daughter of Darkness wrenched Yoona’s head back n’ forth, shaking her like a terrier going at it’s favorite toy.
“Fragility and defiance are a dangerous combination, bytch,” Adelaide hissed when she settled down. “Remember that when you wake up in the hospital.”
Park reached up, grabbed Brewster’s wrists and tried to prize her loose. “Guuuhhhh…. go f*ck yourself, BrewsAEEERRRHH FAAAAAAHHHHHK!”
Adelaide STAMPED on Yoona’s toes, then gave her a shove when the Snarky Striker tried to clinch. With Park off balance and all but defenseless, Brewster raced in, hopped up and twisted over in mid-air to hook her legs around Park’s waist. Dipping through Yoona’s legs like she was looking for a Victory Roll, the Weeping Angel instead picked Park’s left ankle and tugged it loose to send the other brunette tumbling down flat on her face. Helping herself to Yoona’s right ankle the moment she touched down, Adelaide folded it across the pit of Park’s left knee in a Figure Four, then threaded her own legs over the knotted limbs and bore down tight. Last but certainly not least she cinched her left arm around Park’s left ankle to not only apply pressure, but to keep the Korean from twisting away when she crooked her right hand into a claw and dug deep into her exposed sole!
MIDNIGHT CLUTCH:
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“AAAAAAWWWWWWWWWW SHHHHHHIIIIIIIIIIIT!” Yoona keened in agony as Brewster’s soon to be christened Midnight Clutch wrought havoc on her knees and ankles. “FAAAAAAAHHHHHKING BYYYYTTTTTTTTCCCCCCHH!”
Park pushed up on her elbows and dragged herself all of six inches before she collapsed forward and slapped the mat over and over again.
“SUBMIT!” she bawled. “I SUBMIT, JUST GET THE F*CK OFFA ME!”
Merle called for the bell at once and though Adelaide slackened the pressure quite a bit, she didn’t actually untangle the hold until after the Announcer confirmed, “Ladies and Gentlemen, your winner via submission… ADELAIDE BREWSTER!”
Parting those devastated legs with hardly a thought, Adelaide crawled into a mount on the small of her prey’s back, then leaned forward and stretched out to slowly but surely pin Yoona beneath her in a facedown Double Leg Grapevine. With Park in no condition to defend herself, Adelaide slowly ground her hips and crotch against the other brunette’s glutes, a show of domination that earned a deafening mix of cheers and jeers from the crowd and a low, humiliated moan from Park. Smiling as she enforced her will, Adelaide snuggled in to whisper in Yoona’s ear.
“You can hold me down, you can beat me bloody and you can knock me out… but you’ll never submit me, Yoona Park. Remember that when you start walking without a limp.”
Yoona muttered something that dissolved into another wail of misery when the Churchgoer bit down on her neck one last time. Drinking deeply from this woman who’d humiliated her like no other, Adelaide ‘fed’ for the better part of ten seconds before she rocked back on her haunches and blew a cloud of Red Mist into the air overhead.
Back on her feet as the last of crimson rained down, Brewster stretched her arms wide and basked in the devastation until the vitriol reached non-deafening levels, Thusly satisfied, she slipped through the ropes and stalked up the ramp, leaving Merle to tend to the quivering remains of her latest feast.