EURASIAN TITLE: Yoona Park vs. Estrina Starfire

The arena lights dimmed as the crowd settled down. Flashing across the FAWNtron was a stylized 'Estrina Starfire' followed by a video montage of her posing and some of her action in the ring as the music oozed out from the speakers.



MOUNTAIN SONG - JOE SATRIANI

www.youtube.com/watch?v=b3j3mIXASfw



The lights glowed behind the curtains, revealing a clear silhouette of Estrina, and as the music hit its high at the 13th second, pyrotechnics blasted off the stage with sparks raining down the scaffold, a dazzling entrance for the contender of this match. The crowd screamed and cheered as the Celestial Stunner marched out of the dispersing smoke.



ESTRINA STARFIRE





Clad in a gold-decorated robe, she pointed her jaunty fingers into the crowd with a smile, acknowledging her fans as she strutted down the ramp. Her hair tonight was tied in a braided ponytail with fringes

hanging off the front and was completed with a white headband. Undoing her waistband as she ascended the ringsteps, she walked a few steps along the arpon, stepped through the ropes and mounted the ringpost. She stripped off her robes and threw it aside, revealing a gold-lined red high-cut one piece with a plunging neckline exposing her cleavage down to her navel, completed with black knee pads and white wrestling boots.



She looked far into the crowd and pumped her fist into the air, "ARE YOU GUYS READY FOR A NEW CHAMPION?".



In response, the crowd burst into cheers to show their affection and approval for the soon-to-be champion.



Estrina waved her hands over the 'title' around her waists before dropping back down onto the deck, adjusting her wristbands as she moved to her corner.



The music slowly faded as she warmed herself up with a couple of shoulder and neck rotations and 'EA CHAMP' chants could be heard throughout the arena. Elated, The Celestial Stunner smiled and rocked

her fist slightly to the rhythm of the chants.



Just as junior referee Merle was performing a cursory check of the challenger’s gear, the arena lights went dark and were replaced by a number of searching spotlights scanning the crowd. Heavy orchestral strings played over the speakers, announcing the imminent arrival of the defending EurAsian champion.



PACIFIC RIM (ORCHESTRAL COVER) - PARADEMICS

www.youtube.com/watch?v=bvrR2Lbfl_s



The tempo built to a fever pitch while the electrified crowd buzzed with anticipation, and just after the one minute mark from when the music first started, the dramatic leitmotif kicked in and all spotlights converged at the top of the entrance ramp. Right on cue, Yoona Park and Camille Cosworth tore through the curtains arm-in-arm and began power-walking to the ring as if they owned the place, the former dressed for battle with the EurAsian title belt over one shoulder and the latter wearing street clothes and relying on a handheld cane to keep her upright.



YOONA PARK





CAMILLE COSWORTH





No matter though. Whether she was wrestling or not, Camille still drew an ear-splitting ovation any time she appeared, and this night was no different as the FAWNatics stood and screamed their support for their fallen idol. Miraculously, the denizens of Tomorrow-Morrow Land grew in both their ardor and their number with Cosworth’s heartbreaking injury having rendered her both martyr and myth, a perfectly tragic heroine who inspired wistful, fantastical imaginations of what might have been.



At least outwardly, the erstwhile Girl of Tomorrow handled it all with grace and aplomb, and she was more than happy to share the cheers and the spotlight with her girlfriend. Yoona’s relationship to Camille was largely responsible for keeping the raging nymphomaniac at least somewhat in the good graces of the fans, and crowd support for the Slim Reaper was especially tenuous when her opponent was as popular and beloved as Estrina Starfire.



Indeed, as soon as Cosworth took a seat at the announcer’s table and the couple broke apart, Park was no longer under the protective custody of Tomorrow-Morrow Land. A great majority of fans immediately broke into a rhythmic chant in support of the challenger, their combined voices so loud that they drowned out the ring announcer making the official introduction for the match and the two contestants.





ES - TRI - NA!

ES - TRI - NA!

ES - TRI - NA!

ES - TRI - NA!

ES - TRI - NA!





Yoona merely scoffed and rolled her eyes. She set her golden belt on the announcer’s table, then she slapped Gordy Solis’ cell phone out of his hands as the lecherous commentator was trying to surreptitiously take a photo of the bit of Camille’s cleavage that was revealed by her tank top. Park sauntered up the ring steps and slipped through the ropes before leaning onto one set of turnbuckles with an insouciant slouch, giving a disdainful snort when the FAWNatics continued calling Estrina’s name.



Meanwhile, the referee approached and began inspecting Yoona’s gear. Unlike the challenger, the champion had made no sartorial changes for the latest defense of her young reign, still wearing her black and gold-trimmed bustier one piece, elbow length fingerless gloves, compression leg-sleeves bearing her name that protected her ankles and feet, and a decorative red silk sash tied around one thigh. Merle turned towards the timekeeper and was just about to call for the opening bell when Yoona bumped her way past him and swaggered towards her opponent.



Anticipating a staredown in the middle of the ring, Estrina strode out of her corner as well. Her eyes showing the kind of steely focus that had made her a star in every federation she had wrestled in, she held her arms out at her sides and waved them up and down, prompting her fans to get even louder. They were, of course, more than happy to take it up a notch for every step that Starfire made towards the champion.



Estrina thrust her modest bosom forward and opened her mouth to engage in some face-to-face jawing, but apparently Yoona would have none of it. Before Starfire could make a sound or chest into her, Park simply turned her body and slithered past the smaller wrestler before walking all the way to the opposite side of the ring. Yoona faced the empty entrance ramp, seemingly unconcerned that she had her back turned to her challenger, and she began pacing back and forth along the edge of the ring, eyes fixed on the walkway at all times as if she were expecting something or someone. Her behavior was so peculiar that the chanting in the arena soon gave way to confused silence, and even Estrina and Merle shared a concerned, puzzled look.



Finally, after a few trips from one end of the ring to the other, Yoona spoke.



“I didn’t know who to expect when I threw down the gauntlet last month,” she said loudly enough to be picked up and amplified by the ringside microphones. “Who would answer my open challenge? Would it be molly-poppin’ pill addict Katya Michalka?”



The audience gave Park a hearty round of jeers for casting aspersions on one of the beloved Upstarts, though the mouthy Korean only sneered and dismissively shook her head.



“Would it be doormat-to-the-stars Alexis Suguitan?”



Disparaging the Penthouse Panther doesn’t go over well with the fans either, although their second salvo of vocal displeasure was ignored just as easily as their first.



“Would it be culture-appropriating weaboo Autumn Sammain?”



The third time was most definitely not the charm for Yoona, as the increasingly agitated crowd continued to condemn her for blatantly insulting well-liked and well-tenured wrestlers, but it appeared that Park was more than comfortable playing the role of arrogant villain. She waited for the boos to die down before speaking again...



“Or would it be washed-up never-was Shea London?”



...and just like that the heat flared back up to thermonuclear levels. Sensational Shea London was the most decorated babyface in the history of the federation, a woman regarded as the enduring heart and soul of FAWN for more than a decade, and London’s Legionnaires would not suffer any affront to her legacy. A torrent of noise poured from every nook and cranny of the building, though the cacophony soon crystallized into a single word shouted over and over and over again at triple digit decibels.





SHEA!

SHEA!

SHEA!

SHEA!

SHEA!





Curiously, the raucous rallying cry seemed to bother the challenger more than the champion. While the crowd demanded the legendary Briton make a surprise return and humble the bombastic newcomer, they also inadvertently relegated Estrina to an afterthought in what was supposed to be the biggest match of her career.





SHEA!

SHEA!

SHEA!

SHEA!

SHEA!





Starfire couldn’t help but bristle that the fans who had chanted her name not five minutes ago were now calling another’s, her spotlight and her thunder stolen by a woman who hadn’t been seen in FAWN for eighteen months. And judging from the condescending, lopsided grin Yoona flashed at her, this had been the plan all along, a realization which only stoked Estrina’s anger.





SHEA!

SHEA!

SHEA!

SHEA!

SHEA!





After another dozen seconds or so, however, the London calling petered out when it become patently clear that the Sensational One was not going to blitz her way to the ring. Once the noise had decreased enough for her to be heard again, Yoona spoke once more.



“It could’ve been anybody… AAAANNNNNYYYYBOOOODDDYYY…!” Park reared back and roared at the top of her lungs before her voice returned to its normal volume. “...but instead… it’s…”



She shifted her gaze from the ceiling towards Estrina, and with contemptuous scorn clearly etched on her features, Yoona hissed, “...nobody.”



That was the final straw for Starfire. Her temper boiling over, the Singaporean star pushed her way past Merle and stomped towards her opponent with one hand tightly balled into a fist and the other angrily pointing at the arrogant champion. Estrina opened her mouth and started to give Yoona a piece of her mind, but before she could get the first word out, Park preempted her lecture with a swift kick to the groin.



The unexpected Low Blow stunned the Celestial Stunner, her hands reflexively moving to cover her crotch as she went on tiptoes while doubling over at the waist, and then Yoona struck again. The vicious Knee Strike to Estrina’s forehead hit so hard that it lifted her off the mat entirely before knocking her flat on her back, limbs splayed out in every direction and eyes half-lidded as if out cold.



The FAWNatics were so surprised by this sudden development that they fell eerily silent for a couple of seconds before unleashing another round of virulent boos at Park. Yoona merely brushed some nonexistent dust off her shoulders and then strolled past the incensed, sputtering referee before rolling out under the bottom rope. She dropped to the floor and walked over to the timekeeper, then snatched the mallet out of his hands and banged it against the bell.



“Count her out, Merle!” Yoona shouted to the official still in the ring. “She’s already dead!”



Confident that Estrina would not beat a standing ten-count, Park’s next stop was the announcer’s table to collect her title belt and her girlfriend. The former she nonchalantly slung over a shoulder, but the latter was not pleased at all.



“WHAT THE HECK, YOONA?!” Camille screeched. “WHAT ARE YOU --”



“Jobber gonna job. Reaper gonna reap,” Yoona offered as way of explanation with an indifferent shrug. “C’mon, we’ve wasted enough time on this no-name sack of shit. If we leave now, we can catch another showing of Infinity War at the --”



“No, Yoona! No! NO!” Cosworth insisted. “You can’t just cheap shot someone and walk out of a title match! That’s… that’s… just… NOT COOL!”



A beat later, Camille added, “...and I’m not going to Infinity War without my spear.”



“Jesus Fucking Christ, Cam…” Yoona groaned, clearly exasperated. “You KNOW security’s gonna confiscate that shit! Just like the first three times you tried! I’m pretty sure you’ve made their crazy lady list --”



“You know what would be crazy? What would be crazy is spending ten weeks making an exact replica of Proxima Midnight’s spear, and then NOT bringing it to --”



“Get back here, YOU BITCH!”



The vehement shout was accompanied by a thunderous pop from the crowd. Camille and Yoona turned towards the ring and saw a resurgent Starfire propped up in one corner and leaning heavily against the turnbuckle for support. Estrina looked a bit worse for the wear with a welt over her left eyebrow, but the rage and determination on her face made it plainly obvious that it would take much more to keep her down for the count.



“Goddamnit, Merle!” Park seethed at the referee. “I told you to count her out! Use your fucking fingers if you have to! Ugh, God…! This is why you only have one-and-a-half stars on Rate-A-Ref!”



When the official started to count her out, however, Yoona snorted with disgust.



“Fucking idiots…” she sighed as she laid her EurAsian Championship belt back on the announcer’s table. “B - R - B, babe. Go ahead and get the tickets, I’ll finish up quick and get us there before the previews are done.”



“Oh my God, Yoona, I already said I wasn’t going to…” Camille started to protest before she trailed off when Yoona simply turned away and slid back into the ring to resume the match.



Still a little shaky from the blow to her groin, Estrina swallowed the saliva in her mouth and lowered herself into a grappler’s stance with her hands stretched out, ready to wrestle.



“Kick her ass, Estrina!” Murmurs of cheer emanated from the crowd as Yoona cockily approached the smaller opponent.



“Want some spoilers?” Estrina asked with a forced smirk. “Infinity War will end with your back against the mat...and your face snug in my pit...”



Yoona scoffed and put her arms out in retaliation.



“Nice try, dipshit! Infinity War ends with—“



“NO SPOILERS!” Merle shouted.



The two fighters lunged at each other and engaged in a collar-and-elbow tie up. Despite being smaller in size, Starfire held herself well against the champion, jockeying back-and-forth for a favorable position. It was only until Yoona threw all her weight forward that she was able to overcome her mettle and pushed her into the ropes.



"COME ON! BREAK IT UP! ONE! TWO! THREE..." Merle shouted.



Meanwhile, the girls slowly lifted their arms high as they broke the tie-up and Merle came in to seperate the wrestlers. As the Raging Nympho backed off, she churned out a mouthful of saliva and spat onto the face of the contender, smiling as she watched the saliva trickled down her face.



"Why you bi..." Starfire wiped the spit off her face and stared aghast into her hand. Her nostrils flared as she lifted her head up to glare at the smug champion. The vehement boos from the crowd were off the charts but that didn't seem to affect Yoona's attitude at the slightest. The fired up Estrina stormed out of the ropes and cocked her arm back as she approached Yoona and unloaded a heavy forearm towards the features of Yoona. Making use of Starfire's brash nature, Yoona successfully lured her in and ducked under the the heavy strike that threw the contender slightly off-balance. And as she turned around, Yoona threw a knee right into pit of Estrina's stomach!



"OMPPFHHH--" Estrina groaned as she dropped to one knee.



The champion seized the opportunity to try to knock her down with another vicious Knee Strike to her head once more, this time hitting the ropes to add momentum to her strike. But Estrina quickly sensed the impending knee and stretched herself prone on the mat, causing Yoona to miss the knee and skip over her. As Park followed through and hit the opposite ropes, Estrina quickly pushed herself into a grappler's stance and rolled behind the champion as she returned, locking her arms around her waist in a S-clasp. Yoona realized that Estrina was going to throw her in a German Suplex, and she pushed Estrina's arm downwards and lowered her center mass to the ground, effectively blocking the throw. Unable to break the waistlock, Yoona dragged herself and her opponent towards the ropes and grabbed it.



"Break it up..ONE! TWO!..." Merle requested.



"YEAH BITCH! KNOW THE --WOAH!" , Estrina quickly relinquished the hold and Dropkicked Yoona out of the ring!



Yoona went over the top rope, hit the apron before tumbling down to the ringside. As she struggled to her feet after the bumps, The Celestial Stunner shuffled backwards, dashed towards her, and leapt over the top ropes, taking the champion down with a Crossbody!



OVER-THE-TOP-ROPE CROSSBODY

www.youtube.com/watch?v=u11U6PmtqAA



The champion splayed onto the ringside as the 118 lbs frame hit her. Estrina immediately rose to her feet and carried on with her offense, not giving Yoona any chance to recover. She peeled Yoona off the ground and dragged her towards the ring step, reeling her head back before bouncing it off the cold, hard steel. Yoona staggered as she turned around, but before she could fall onto the ground, Estrina grabbed her by her hair and togs and rolled her back into the ring. The Celestial Stunner hopped onto the apron, pulled the ropes taut with her body weight, and slingshot herself back into the ring! Putting her acrobat skills into good use, she executed a frontflip and smashed the air out of Yoona!



SLINGSHOT SENTON

www.youtube.com/watch?v=OB1YrfXmobw



Estrina hooked Yoona's leg for the cover!



ONE!

TWO!

NOO!



Yoona kicked out at a clean 2, letting Estrina know she still had lots of work to do before she could overthrow the champ. But the contender remained upbeat. She quickly pushed herself to boot leather and rallied the crowd, clapping along to chants of "ES-TRI-NA!".



As Yoona rolled onto one knee, The Celestial Stunner quickly drew her into a front facelock. And with one arm wrapped around her head and the other pull Yoona's togs via the leghole, she hauled the larger opponent overhead with a quick but effective suplex!



SNAP SUPLEX

www.youtube.com/watch?v=w_4XqYidBUQ



Yoona's popped up in agony upon crashing into the deck but quickly found herself walking into a second, then a third Snap Suplex!



"Learning to respect me now?" Starfire snarled as picked Yoona off the mat.



"YOU DESERVE NO SH--WAA" Starfire picked the right leg of Yoona and took her to the ground with a good twist of her leg!



DRAGON SCREW

www.youtube.com/watch?v=mS6tOwGa2A4



Yoona rolled away from her attacker clutching her right knee in pain. Indeed, The Celestial Stunner did her homework and began to blunt her opponent's weapon from the start. Estrina strode towards her opponent and pulled her right leg straight. Yoona held her arms up and pleaded 'no' but the Singapore native did not respond kindly. She wrapped her arms around the target and snapped herself back into the mat!



[b[LEG DDT[/b]

www.youtube.com/watch?v=nwT-MscoE3U



The Raging Nympho shrieked like a banshee but was unable to free her leg from the unrelenting Starfire. In fact, Estrina stood up slightly and wrapped her legs around Yoona's, trapping her in a Knee Bar!



[bKNEEBAR[/b]

www.youtube.com/watch?v=137H0cqnDTE



"ARGHHHHH---GIVE UP YOU BITCH!"



Despite the growing strain in the ligaments and tendons of her knee, Park felt a wave of relief wash over her when it became evident that Starfire was not targeting her vulnerable foot. Her legs were strong and flexible, remarkably resilient against any assortment of holds that would have twisted and stretched most wrestlers into a sobbing submission. Even so, Yoona was in no mood to suffer any discomfort or to allow Estrina to be in control for even a second longer than strictly necessary, so she simply raked her fingernails across the challenger’s eyes at first opportunity.



The attack proved to be as effective as it was illegal, and Estrina abandoned her grip around Yoona’s calf as her hands reflexively went to protect her face. Freed from the Singaporean’s clutches, Park quickly barrel-rolled to the corner of the ring where she leaned her back against the bottom turnbuckle and massaged her right knee, callously indifferent to the deafening boos of the audience. Meanwhile, Merle had been checking on Starfire, and once the Celestial Stunner assured him that she was fit to continue, the official pivoted about to deliver a very stern warning to Yoona.



“NO MORE EYE RAKES, YOONA! OR ELSE!” he shouted over the din of the crowd.



“WHAT?” Park bellowed back from several feet away as she cupped a hand behind one ear. “MORE EYE RAKES?”



“NO! KNOCK OFF THE CHEAP CRAP!” Merle yelled, feeling his face reddening and his blood pressure rising.



“...BEEBOO CRAWSHANKS?”



“...WHAT?!”



“WHAT?”



By now, Estrina had rubbed the bleariness from her vision, and she pushed her way upright before stomping towards the champion with a determined scowl on her face. Yoona didn’t need her ears to tell her that the challenger meant business, so she got to her feet as well despite some lingering soreness from Starfire’s earlier flurry of offense.



Taking a couple of steps out of the corner, Park started to lift her right foot as if to fire a Snap Kick into her opponent’s midsection. As soon as Estrina lowered her hands to parry or catch the strike, however, Yoona aborted her kick halfway through and swung her leg down and back to serve as a counterbalance for a forward lunge. Starfire realized her mistake immediately, but with Park having already leapt into the air, all she could do was try to roll with the blow when the Superman Punch smashed into the side of her jaw.



SUPERMAN PUNCH:

www.youtube.com/watch?v=z16fKAXB2-w



The force of the impact spun Estrina around one hundred eighty degrees, and she staggered chest-first into the ropes before rebounding to the center of the ring. Unfortunately for the Celestial Stunner and her fans, she stumbled backwards right into Yoona’s waiting arms, and her larger opponent snatched her up from behind and hoisted her into a Torture Rack. Her punch drunk daze dulled the pressure on her spine, and Estrina only managed to groan weakly as Yoona spun the two of them towards the edge of the ring in a looping, wobbly pirouette. As soon as they got to the corner, Park gave a hard shove to pitch Starfire off of her shoulders and over the top ropes, and then gravity did the rest, bringing Estrina crashing down onto the ring steps.



The FAWNatics abruptly went silent with the loud BANG of flesh and bone against steel, and the Celestial Stunner laid in a haphazard heap on the floor. Park dusted off her hands, gestured for the referee to start counting again, and ambled her way to the opposite side of the ring to have some words with a rather disgruntled Camille.



“Babe, can you believe this shit?” Yoona scoffed as she jerked a thumb in the direction of where she had tossed Estrina out of the ring. “Who the fuck gave this asshole a title shot?”



“Uhh… you did...” Cosworth answered from her seat at the announcer’s table. “...that’s how an open challenge works.”



“That was obviously a rhetorical question, Cam. Obviously. God, you’re such a dick that I just lost two points on the Kinsey scale...” Park grumbled, eliciting a derisive eye-roll from her girl. “My point is that this no-talent, no-charisma, no-personality cockbag doesn’t even belong here. She should go job to some developmental fucktard like Charlie Dawson in dark matches and leave the pay-per-views to wrestlers the fans actually want to see.”



“Hey, that’s not fair!” Camille protested. “I like watching Estrina! Lots of people do!”



Yoona snorted, “Oh, bullshit. She’s so mind-numbingly generic that I’ve already forgotten everything about this match! Name ONE memorable thing this assclown’s ever done…”



“Well, for starters, beating Caity Mason while injured was pretty freakin’ memorable --”



“Are you fucking kidding me, Cam?! You’re telling me that being a footnote on Caity Mason’s Wikipedia page is the highlight of --”



“Whoa, whoa, whoa… wait a minute...” Cosworth interjected, suddenly distracted by this new bit of trivia. “...Caity has a Wikipedia page now?”



Park shrugged as she flatly answered, “Yeah… surprised me too when I found out, actually…”



“Huh. Good for her, I guess. But anyway, Estrina’s had lots --”



Camille never got to finish her thought as she’s interrupted by a roar from the crowd. Yoona wheeled about just in time to see Estrina crawl back into the ring and beat Merle’s count by a couple of seconds. Park shot the official a disapproving glare, and when the man started to clarify, she literally shut his mouth by pinching his lips together between her fingers.



Nevertheless, Yoona didn’t waste time pleading a lost cause, and as soon as Starfire regained verticality, the Slim Reaper set upon her. Not bothering with the kick feint this time, Park closed the distance in three big steps and leapt into the air, right arm chambered for another Superman Punch. Estrina had learned her lesson, however, and she ducked the blow by doubling over at her waist. Yoona’s fist harmlessly whiffed just over her head, and then Estrina drove her shoulder into the champion’s gut. Her lower position granted her better leverage, and the Celestial Stunner was able to push her larger opponent several steps back towards the center of the ring before Yoona slammed on the brakes.



Park clasped her hands together and raised her arms for a Double Axehandle Smash to Estrina’s back, but the challenger struck first. Wrapping her arms around the other wrestler’s torso, Starfire gave a mighty grunt of effort as she popped her hips and arched backwards to send Yoona up, over, and down into the mat with a picture perfect Northern Lights Suplex.



NORTHERN LIGHTS SUPLEX:

www.youtube.com/watch?v=HvQPd3nU5ek



Estrina tensed her body, pushing up onto her toes and putting every ounce of strength into holding the pin for the…



ONE!

TWO!



...before Yoona powered her way out and collapsed Starfire’s bridge. The pair of wrestlers rolled in opposite directions, each rising to her haunches, and Park charged forward again with her shoulder lowered as a battering ram.



Unfortunately for the fans still in Park Place, the challenger proved quicker once more, dropping to the canvas and threading her shins around Yoona’s ankle to send the champion into a belly-flop with a Drop Toe Hold. This time Estrina was not shy about targeting her opponent’s weakness as she laid on her back and threaded both of her legs around Yoona’s right, and then she seized the Korean’s defenseless foot in her hands.



GRAPEVINE ANKLE LOCK:

www.youtube.com/watch?v=_AIF_t3m3lA



Before Starfire could crank up the pressure on her Grapevine Ankle Lock, however, Merle was already demanding that she release the hold. Evidently, Yoona had reached out and grabbed the bottom rope as soon as she hit the deck, and for her bit of savvy she was rewarded with a rope break before Estrina’s hold was even fully sunk in.



Feeling confident and in control, the Celestial Stunner let go with no further argument, then she backed off to a safe distance and sneered at the prostrate champion, “Gimme your best shot, you cocky jackass!”



Estrina punctuated her words by swiping her right hand against her left armpit, then flicking the excess sweat in Yoona’s direction. The fans popped loudly for their heroine, but neither Starfire’s gesture nor the reaction to it seemed to intimidate the Slim Reaper.



“Motherfucker, please…” Park chuffed dismissively as she climbed to her feet and shook out her right leg. “You're not worthy of my best and you sure as shit aren't surviving my worst…”



The two locked the eyes on each other as they met at the center of the ring and began the circle. The challenger raised both her fists up to her face with a slight crouch while Yoona strutted nonchalantly with a subtle limp, trying to hide the damage Estrina has done. Nevertheless, no matter how insubstantial the oddity was, it couldn’t escape the eyes of Starfire that she was favoring one leg over the other.



Estrina raised her fists towards her face ready for a striking showdown, oddly leaving her midsection slightly exposed. Yoona smirked and started with a few punches as the challenger inched forward but her attempts were easily thwarted, leading her to go for some kicks directed towards Estrina's ribs. Estrina took a deep breath and absorbed first and second left kick with a slight grunt. Happily dishing out punishment, Yoona swung her right leg towards the contender's midriff only to get caught by Estrina's arm! It was her plan all along to bait her damage leg even if it meant taking some blows and Yoona fell for it!



Hopping on one leg, Yoona dropped all her bravado and wave her hands 'no' as the contender bent her elbow back and smashed her weaponized joint right above the champion's knee cap! And this time, it really hurt!



Yoona clutched her right leg with a shriek but Estrina quickly lifted her right leg up and dropped another elbow on the same spot!



"AAAHHH FUCKKK! YOU CHEAP BITCH!" Yoona yelled.



"Says the dirty player! You do not deserve the title you stupid pot!" Estrina muttered as she hit Yoona with a left-right-Spin Kick combination, doubling her over for a follow-up DDT!



DDT

www.youtube.com/watch?v=xBevrQL0LVo



Yoona flipped inside out as her head hit the thinly-sheathed mat. And as Yoona writhed in pain in the center of the ring, The Celestial Stunner made a dash towards the ropes and executed a perfect backflip as she returned to her downed opponent, smashing every bit of air out of her with a splash!



STANDING SSP

www.youtube.com/watch?v=dZE9CdCYyL0



Yoona's legs kipped up with the splash, allowing Estrina to conveniently cradle them for the cover!



ONE!

TWO!

THRENNOOO!



Yoona kicked out of the near fall with a look of disbelief! Never has she expected the 'nobody' to be so resilient, let alone come close to beating her. Estrina remained stoic and composed despite the unsuccessful pin as she popped right back to her feet and snapped her bottom back into place, her body now covered with a shimmering layer of sweat and her clothes darkened and damp.



And as the champion struggled to her feet with one bad knee, Estrina 'helped' her up and pushed her into the corner and softened her with a few sharp knees before whipping the champion to the opposite corner. The Celestial Stunner rested her back against the corner for a split second and trailed closely behind the champion, and smashed both her knee into the chest of the champion right after her back meets the turnbuckle!



METEORA

www.youtube.com/watch?v=hnlDtA_x0Bc



Yoona gasped for air as the Singaporean dropped off the corner and just as her guard was down, Estrina came in with a second and third Meteora that dropped her onto her bum in the corner!



"Not so tough now yea?" Estrina sneered as she moved in and grabbed both wrists of Yoona and tugged her into a strong knee strike!



STARSTRIKE @06:38

youtu.be/w9hZeSdxCuQ?t=6m38s



Yoona went starry-eyed and limp as the knee connected and the next thing she remembered was staring into the rafters and Estrina's clammy skin pressing against her. Echoes that rang in her ear...



ONE!

TWO!

THRENNOOO!



Yoona kicked out of another near fall and this time round, Starfire looked visibly frustrated. Nonetheless, she knew her attacks were working as she each cover was coming closer to the magical '3'. Worn out after a string of offense, Starfire made her ways to the rope to catch her a short rest as the ref counted Yoona down. And as expected, Yoona was no easy foe as she began to recover from the nasty knee strike, back up on her feet at the count of seven.



Smelling the scent of victory near, Estrina rushed towards her staggering opponent and sent a low dropkick to the weakened knee causing Yoona to shriek as she dropped into a crouch. Back on the mat, Estrina quickly rolled away from her kneeling opponent and onto boot-leather. She rushed towards the ropes and stepped onto Yoona's posted knee as she returned, then in one swift motion, Starfire swung her other knee towards Yoona's face.



SHINING WIZARD

www.youtube.com/watch?v=TcY9XiMUibc



Yoona ducked beneath the knee in the nick of time! But keeping her feet on her posted knee, Estrina swung her leg backwards and executed a back heel kick when Yoona least expected!



Yoona went limp as the heel kick connected. The Singaporean quickly pushed her onto the mat for a lateral press.



ONE!

TWO!

THRENNOOO!!!



Yoona kicked out of a third near fall and the legion of Estrina's fans raked their hair back in vexation. The contender, however, was not disheartened. In fact, she was pretty satisfied beating her arrogant opponent to such an extent that an air of arrogance began to grow.



"Learning to respect me now?" Estrina picked Yoona's head and cooed into her ears, "Maybe you'd learn to shut up when I seal your mouth with these sweaty, sweaty pits..."



Estrina smirked as she put her raised armpit close to Yoona's face.



Park pushed away her challenger with an angry, frustrated snarl on her lips, then she started to crawl towards the ropes for a reprieve. She didn’t get very far, however, before Starfire came rebounding back with a low-flying Basement Dropkick to her right flank, sending the champion on an ungainly roll out onto the apron. Yoona saved herself from a fall to the floor by reaching out and grabbing the bottom rope at the last second, but that only made her a sitting duck for the follow-up Baseball Slide. The heavy leather soles of Estrina’s wrestling boots THWACK’ED flush against Park’s ribs, and that finally knocked the champion to the thinly padded cement.



Running off the euphoric high of adrenaline, Starfire chose roll out onto the floor in order to continue the assault and ride her surging momentum. Estrina grabbed the faltering Korean by an arm then Irish-whipped her towards the steel barricade in front of the fans. Yoona still had the wherewithal to turn her body and absorb the impact with a shoulder rather than her chest, then she threw an arm over the railing and leaned her back against it for support. Park raised her head just in time to catch a fist to the side of the jaw, and then another and another and another as Estrina hammered away to the delight of the fans.



After ten solid blows, the referee’s squawking had grown too irritating for Starfire to ignore, so she peeled the battered champion off the barricade and started dragging Yoona back towards the ring by two handfuls of hair. Park evidently had more fight in her still, however, and she planted both hands in the small of Starfire’s back and shoved the smaller Asian away, falling to hands and knees and losing some of her ebony locks in the process. Estrina stumbled forward before catching herself on the ring apron, and she took the opportunity to slide into the squared circle before exiting just as promptly to reset the official’s count.



Starfire cracked her knuckles as she stomped towards Yoona, then she cocked her right arm all the way back for a huge Haymaker and exploded forward just as Park was staggering upright. Unfortunately for the Celestial Stunner, those precious seconds she spent dipping in and out of the ring proved to be quite costly as it allowed Yoona to recover just enough to launch a counterattack. Ducking under Estrina’s concussive blow by a paper-thin margin, Park threw her right arm across the challenger’s chest and neck to tightly clasp the smaller wrestler at her side.



The crowd gasped in concern as a look of shock flashed across Estrina’s face, and a moment later, Yoona planted a hand on her hip and boosted her into the air. At the peak of the lift, Park pivoted about in a half-circle to send Starfire flipping head-over-heels in midair, and then she dove forward to slam the challenger’s spine across the top of the steel barricade with a devastating Uranage.



URANAGE:

www.youtube.com/watch?v=2htzttWxdZE



The FAWNatics had already sunk into a horrified silence in the fractions of a second that Estrina was helplessly hurtling through the air, and the CLANG of the impact and the bloodcurdling scream that followed were plainly audible even in the furthest nooks and crannies of the arena. Starfire’s anguished howl was still echoing from the rafters when Yoona limped back to the ring on a balky right leg, though the Celestial Stunner herself seemed to have lost consciousness as she remained draped across the barrier with her spine bent into a gruesome arch around the unforgiving steel, her arms and legs dangling limply, and her still-open eyes rolled back in her head.



Meanwhile, Merle was livid. The referee stuttered incomprehensibly in rage and horror as he couldn’t help but think that the Slim Reaper had just claimed a second wrestler’s career. Park remained remarkably nonplussed, however, off-handedly demanding that he start the ring-out count while she flitted past him to the other side of the ring that faced her girlfriend at the announcer’s table.



“You like that Uranage, babe?” Yoona cheerfully asked Camille. “I know that’s one of your fav--”



“OH MY GOD, YOU KILLED HER!” Cosworth screeched, exaggerating ever so slightly to Park’s irritation. “WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?!”



“I was thinking that jobber-clown asked for it,” the champion derisively scoffed.



“YOU COULD’VE ENDED ANOTHER --”



“Do I look like I have any fucks to give?!”



“OH, COME ON, YOONA! ESTRINA’S SERIOUSLY HURT! SHOW A LITTLE SYMPATHY AND CLASS --”



“BEHOLD, LADY CAMILLE OF HOUSE COSWORTH, THE FIELD IN WHICH I SOW MY FUCKS!” Yoona bellowed in an imitation of Olivia Dare’s posh English accent while making a sweeping gesture towards the empty space immediately behind her. “LAY THINE EYES UPON IT AND SEE THAT ‘TIS BARREN!”



Returning her voice to normal, Park added, “Is that ‘classy’ enough for you?”



Camille opened her mouth to speak, but for the third time in the match, she was drowned out by a joyous roar from the FAWNatics. Estrina had regained her senses and dislodged herself from the barricade on which Yoona had slammed her, and against all reason, the challenger from Singapore was now dragging herself towards the ring to resume the match. Park could only watch in slack-jawed disbelief as the Celestial Stunner crawled closer and closer and closer, throwing one hand and then the other onto the apron before finally pulling herself back into the field of battle to a standing ovation from the fans.



“You fucking suck at counting people out,” Yoona grumbled to the referee.



The Celestial Stunner faced yet another 10 count to get back onto her feet. She rolled onto her fours and slid her hand on top. Slowly, she clutched the small of her back and pushed herself to boot-leather, clearing the count at ‘7’. But before she could stand steady, Estrina whimpered in pain and fell onto her knees. It seemed like the back wrecking attack might have triggered a year old injury.



“Oh god! You don’t know when to quit don’t you?” Yoona scoffed and rolled her eyes. She limped toward her tenacious opponent with a bad leg and lifted Estrina by the chin.



“I met lots of annoying pricks in my life. Pricks who don’t know when to quit, won’t stay down. But YOU, bitch, are a fucking cactus!” Yoona growled as she pulled Estrina to her feet and dragged her to the ring-center.



“I guess I’d have to cripple you like what I did to Fiona,” Yoona cooed onto Estrina ears and slid her hand between Estrina’s legs, the other going around her head. In one motion, Yoona scooped Starfire up and dropped her onto a posted left knee! Yoona winced in pain as she dropped herself onto her right knee but it was nothing compared to Estrina.



PENDULUM BACKBREAKER

www.youtube.com/watch?v=1Abd17ZE3jw



Yoona kept Starfire lying across her knee and pressed on her chin and hips, putting her in a punishing torture rack!



BACKBREAKER TORTURE HOLD

www.youtube.com/watch?v=I8YNPcbm3g0



“GIVE IT UP BITCH! OR THIS WILL BE YOUR LAST MATCH EVER!” Yoona yelled as poor Starfire wailed in pain, flailing her arms all over the place.



“Umghhhhh...NOOOOOOO!!!” Starfire screamed defiantly when Merle asked if she submit.



In a desperate attempt to break free, Estrina grabbed Yoona’s wrist and pushed it away as hard as she could. Thanks to Estrina’s heavy perspiration, she was able to slipped out of Yoona’s grasp in a manner that surprised even Park herself.



“What the...urghhh...you sweaty troll!” Yoona struggled onto her feet and wiped the sweat off on her bottom, slightly annoyed.



As Starfire crawled towards the rope, Yoona marched over and peeled her off the mat by the hair, instigating Merle to interfere.



“Hands off the hair Park!” Merle warned.



“Oh shut up, fuckface! Do your job properly, then we’ll talk!” Yoona snapped back at the zebra, shutting him up for the moment.



But as Yoona redirected her attention towards her tiring opponent, Estrina smacked the arms off her hair and fired an elbow strike towards Yoona’s temple!



Yoona reeled back after the blow, giving the Celestial Stunner an opening for a second and third strike! Deeming that Yoona was sufficiently dazed, Estrina sprinted to the ropes and leaped into the air as she returned...



“UNGHHHHH!!!”



Yoona sent a sharp jumping knee strike into Estrina’s face, bringing her momentum to a halt and exacerbating her damaged right knee in the process. And as Estrina laid out flat on the canvas, Yoona clutched her right knee and laid, back pressing, over the splayed body of Estrina. Despite the slopiness of the pin, Merle quickly dropped onto the canvas and counted.



ONE!

TWO!

THRENOOOO!



The battle-weary Starfire shot her arm up and broke the fall at 2.9! The crowd burst in cheers as the Singaporean survived another near fall and broke into rhythmic chants of "EST-RI-NA" once more. Yoona slapped on the mat in frustration, her nostrils flared like she's about to breathe fire. As much as she hated to admit it, Estrina's tough and it was definitely a call for drastic measures. The Celestial Stunner rolled onto her fours as she struggled onto her feet only to be 'helped' by an interrupting Yoona. Estrina struggled to maintain balance, the only thing preventing her from falling was Yoona grasping her wrist, preparing to whip her into the ropes. And just as Yoona threw her, The Celestial Stunner countered by taking control of Yoona's wrist and wrenched her arm over the head, reeling her in for a CELESTIAL KNEE STRIKE!



CELESTIAL KNEE STRIKE

www.youtube.com/watch?v=dtc-ZqvlPIQ



Yoona's head snapped back and her body went jelly, albeit standing. The Celestial Stunner quickly thread her legs around Yoona's and rolled her up with a small package!



SMALL PACKAGE

www.youtube.com/watch?v=kaFWiDOkn8U



Shoulder's down, Merle lowered to the ground and slapped his palm onto the mat...



ONE!

TWO!

THREENOOO!



Yoona expanded what little left of her energy to kick out of the devastating knee strike. Merle began to count both wrestlers down as they laid out flat on the mat, relying on their wills to fight. And as the count progressed, both wrestlers sprawled their way towards opposing corners But with the encouragement from the fans, it was Estrina who made it into her corner first. The Celestial Stunner climbed to her feet with the help of the ropes and rested against the ring post while Yoona was still far behind in the race to the post. Too tired to rally the crowd, Estrina took heavy breaths and merely raised her arm in the corner. But that was enough to let the crowd know that Yoona was going to get Starstruck'ed. The Celestial Stunner lowered herself as she stalked Park from behind.



Yoona, oblivious to her surroundings, beat the 10 count with 2 seconds to spare. But as she staggered slightly out of the corner, Estrina came towards her at full speed and struck a running knee into her face!



STARSTRUCK

www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ekcc91yp7Q0



Yoona crashed into the deck with a huge THUD and her body folded into half before flattening out. Her eyes rolled back as Estrina laid, back first, over the champion for the cover!



Estrina nodded on every count as Merle hit the mat!



ONE!

TWO!

THREEEE!



"YES!" Estrina screamed in joy as she heard the third count. The crowd burst into "YOU DESERVE IT!" chants. However, Merle noticed something amiss before the bell rang and he was quick to recall his decision.



The jovial expression of Estrina's face soon turn into worry as Merle quickly rolled out of the ring to speak to the ring officials. As it turns out, Lady Luck was smiling on the champion tonight.



"Ladies and gentlemen! As the champion's arm was hanging on the bottom rope during the three-count, the referee has deemed the fall to be unregistable. Thus, the match will continue! We apologize for this oversight!"



The atmosphere of the crowd quickly turned sour as the fall was overturned. Shocked and disappointed, tears welled up in the contender's eyes as she shook her head 'no'. But this was not the time to cry! Estrina took a few moments to recollect herself and wiped away the tears. She dragged the still-unconscious Yoona off the ropes and set her up for a high-risk maneuver!



The crowd cheered her on as she stepped out of the ring and ascended climbed the post, rope-by-rope, until she stood tall on the top ropes.



Choking back a sob, she tucked her fringe behind her ears before cartwheeling off the top ropes with a Solar Flare!



SOLAR FLARE

www.youtube.com/watch?v=is6Ptwzmd1I



As she plummeted belly-first towards the champion, however, the cheers curdled into gasps of worry. Yoona had recovered just enough of her senses to curl her knees to her chest, and now Estrina was on a collision course with those bony joints. Starfire’s eyes widened with alarm, but inertia was a cruel mistress, and all she could do was grit her teeth and squeeze her eyes shut to brace for impact.



One knee caught her flat in the gut and the other in the side of her ribs, and the Celestial Stunner was certain she heard the crunch of cartilage and bone as she bounced away and laid in a heap with her left arm protectively swaddled around her midsection. Even so, Estrina immediately started crawling her way towards the ropes, scrabbling one arm against the mat while feebly kicking her feet to drag herself forward inch by inch.



“So close...” she muttered to herself, blinking back tears of both disappointment and pain. “...I’m -- I’m so close…”



Thankfully, the fans never lost faith in her, urging her onwards with another chorus of “ES-TRI-NA! ES-TRI-NA!” that got louder and louder and louder as she got closer and closer and closer to the edge of the ring. Finally, after what felt like a lifetime and a half, Estrina managed to wrap her right palm around the bottom rope, and as she started to pull her way upright, the FAWNatics rewarded her grit and determination with with an ovation worthy of a champion.



Their jubilation quickly gave way to shouts of alarm, however, and before Estrina could respond to their warning, Yoona’s foot came stomping down on the elbow of her extended right arm. There was no holding back the shriek this time as the joint was hyperextended and bent in the wrong direction, and Starfire rolled onto her back trying to cradle both her injured ribs and right arm at the same time. To the crowd’s dismay, that left her defenseless against a series of follow-up stomps directly to her forehead, turning her screams into a burbling groan and leaving her in a discombobulated wreck.



The audience booed Park vociferously, not at all enamoured with her vicious tactics, though the champion was nonplussed by the reaction. She walked a couple of slow laps around the squared circle, visibly favoring her right leg and giving a slow, sarcastic round of applause for her opponent. Once more Merle started to count, but this time Yoona seemed to want no part of a countout, so when Estrina was still sluggish to respond by “SEVEN!” Park gave her a helping hand by hauling her upright by the hair and propping her against a set of corner turnbuckles.



“You really thought you had me, didn’t you?” Yoona chuckled into Estrina’s ear, though her tone was humorless and loaded with menace. “You stupid, stupid cunt…”



The Korean’s words prickled Starfire’s ego, and she dug down deep into her reserves to summon the strength to push the larger wrestler back a few steps with one arm. Having cleared some room for herself, Estrina let loose a furious battlecry and stormed out of the corner swinging her left fist in a desperate Haymaker. No such luck though, as Yoona’s reflexes were razor-sharp even late in the match, and she caught Starfire’s punch in one hand before reeling in the challenger for a Headbutt right between the eyes.



Having already taken a number of concussive blows throughout the evening, Estrina’s head violently snapped back and her legs buckled immediately. She started to crumple into a boneless heap, but Yoona stepped forward and caught her by trapping each of her wrists under an armpit. Park folded her forearms underneath Starfire’s elbows to act as a fulcrum, then she went up on tiptoes and leaned backwards to pour pressure a Standing Double Armbar.



The eruption of pain in her already wounded right elbow blasted right through her fogged senses, and Estrina threw her head back and unleashed a heart-wrenching wail. Somehow she still found the fortitude to shake her head when Merle asked for her submission, although her obstinate refusal to give in only seemed to amuse the champion.



“Congratulations, dipshit. Now you get me at my worst,” Yoona said.



Starfire barely had time to process what that meant before Park rocked her with another rapid-fire trio of Headbutts, leaving her body as limp as a wet noodle and kept standing only by her trapped arms.



ARM-TRAPPED HEADBUTTS:

www.youtube.com/watch?v=_TokRqd2szo



Looking to put an exclamation point on her latest defense, Yoona dipped down in a crouch before popping her hips and laying out her back to send Estrina up and over with a Trapping Suplex. Unable to use her arms to break her fall, Starfire landed heavily on her head and neck to sympathetic OOOOH’s from the fans, and then she laid deathly still on the canvas.



TRAPPING SUPLEX:

www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q5ayYQhC8vE



Park finally relinquished her hold on the challenger and rose unsteadily to her feet, her power move taking a toll on her knee despite her best attempts to hide the hurt. Yoona limped forward a couple of steps before planting a foot right between Estrina’s breasts, then she gave a silent nod to the referee. The champion tilted back her head and let out a soft, exhausted sigh as the official counted…



ONE!

TWO!

TH--NO!



Some way, somehow, Estrina found the fortitude to lift a shoulder off the mat to deny Yoona’s arrogant pin. One last time the FAWNatics exploded into cheers for the Celestial Stunner, though this latest ovation was very short-lived. Starfire’s act of defiance had evidently drained what little strength she had left, and just as abruptly as she had risen, she flopped back to the deck, completely and utterly spent. Rather than simply going for another pin, however, Yoona knelt down by Estrina’s side and began tenderly undressing the fallen challenger.



“I gave you an easy way out,” the Slim Reaper murmured while she stripped the knee pads, boots, and socks from her latest victim. “You could’ve given up. Screamed your submission, or taken the pin, or stayed down for the count just to eat quick loss and let this match fade into obscurity like all the rest of your forgettable shitshow of a career...”



Next, Park slipped off Estrina’s headband and carefully unbraided her hair, the Celestial Stunner remaining insensate and unmoving the entire time.



“But no, you had to fight. To scrap, and claw, and struggle, and be a PAIN IN THE FUCKING ASS even when victory was beyond you. And for that, you’ve earned a place in memory. When you’re an old, decrepit woman after a life filled with failure and regret, they’ll still remember what happened here...”



Yoona hooked her hands into the deep V of Estrina’s one-piece, and with one forceful jerk, she ripped the sweat-soaked garment apart and tore it away.



“...You’ll wish they didn’t.”



The cool arena air on her bare skin seemed to somewhat bring Starfire back to her senses. Just now realizing that she was as naked as the day she was born, a blushing Estrina squirmed and writhed on the mat, trying to cover her breasts, her genitals, and her thatch of pubic hair as much as she could with her arms and legs.



For the first time all night, Yoona received a smattering of cheers and catcalls amid the boos, the promise of lewd fanservice putting her back in the good graces of the most tawdry of FAWNatics. She fired a kick into Starfire’s side to force the Singaporean import to roll into a prostrate position, then she knelt across Estrina’s back, grabbed that injured right arm once more, and yanked back hard.



FUJIWARA ARMBAR:

www.youtube.com/watch?v=n6O1-tOBkH4



Estrina howled in misery, her eyes welling with tears of humiliation and pain as the Fujiwara Armbar threatened to dislocate both her elbow and her shoulder. She stretched her left arm as far as she could, and to her dismay, she found that the nearest set of ropes were still well out of reach. Starfire pounded a fist into the mat in frustration, then she jammed her left forearm into her mouth and bit down hard, both to distract herself from the agony and to prevent herself from shouting a submission in a fleeting moment of weakness. Inwardly, she did the calculus on how much the EurAsian title would be worth to her versus how much more she would have to give, weighing the ecstacy of wearing a golden belt around her waist against the torment of wearing a plaster cast on her arm.



Fortunately, the Slim Reaper wasn’t in the mood for breaking bones, and Yoona voluntarily eased up on the pressure after just a few seconds. Estrina sobbed in relief as the fire that ran from fingertips to shoulder died down to a dull throb, but even in her brief moment of respite, she knew that her opponent must have had something much more devious in mind. Her worst fears were proven correct when Park switched to a one-handed grip on her wrist and wormed a couple of probing fingers into her exposed right armpit, and as those intruding digits teased the tender flesh of her underarm, what came from Estrina’s mouth was not the uncomfortable laughter from tickled, but the low, throaty moan from being sexually stimulated.



“Nnn -- NoooOOOooohhh… Hoooowww…. How did…” Starfire gasped, unsure of how or when Park had discovered her secret erogenous zone that she had only ever shared with a privileged few.



“Bitch, [iplease[/i],” Yoona chortled, anticipating the rest of Estrina’s unfinished question. “All the people I’ve fucked and you think you’re the only one who gets off on having her pits tickled?”



Park punctuated her statement by increasing the intensity of her tickling, pressing her fingers deeper and deeper and deeper while she stroked faster and faster and faster. Starfire resisted as best as she could, but evidently the notorious nymphomaniac was a well-practiced master of this particular technique, and the Celestial Stunner soon found herself pushed to the very limits of her self control, her hips rhythmically thrusting up and down against the canvas and her toes clenching and relaxing with every trilling spasm that rippled through the length of her body.



“YES! YES! OOOOOHHH YEEEEEES!” Estrina screamed as she felt herself on the verge of a massive orgasm, but then a wave of despair crashed over her and she piteously sobbed, “Nnnooo… no, d--don’t…”



Her iron will nearly rusted away, Starfire reached out with her left arm again, her open hand quivering in the air as if to come down and tap out her surrender at any moment. The challenger would never get the chance, however, because Yoona quickly shifted position to trap Estrina’s other arm as well, scissoring the limb between her own legs and then flexing her hips to pull both of Starfire’s shoulders back with the Rings of Saturn.



RINGS OF SATURN:

www.youtube.com/watch?v=ND_jV6nxlHg



This new burst of pain actually helped Estrina stem the tide, bringing her back from teetering on the edge of climax. Of course, that had been Yoona’s intention all along, and she promptly resumed the erotic assault on her opponent’s vulnerable armpit, playfully stroking and scratching away until Estrina was right back on the precipice nary a minute later. When Merle asked the beleaguered Starfire for her submission, Park clamped a hand over her mouth to prevent her from speaking as she was held in a cruel equilibrium between pain and pleasure, perilously dangling over the threshold but never allowed to fall.



It soon became clear that Yoona was going to keep up her game of orgasm denial indefinitely, and the referee decided that he had seen enough. While certain members of the audience were enjoying the raunchy show, Estrina’s right elbow had already swollen to the size of a grapefruit and further trauma carried the risk of permanent damage. Even without any indication of surrender from the trapped wrestler, Merle exercised his powers as referee and signaled for the timekeeper to ring the bell and bring an end to the match.



”Your winner, by referee stoppage, and STILL EurAsian Champion… Yoona Park!” the ring announcer’s voice boomed over the arena speakers.



The building fell silent for a beat as they processed what had happened, then all at once they unleashed a torrent of boos, only this time the cacophony of vocal displeasure was directed at Merle. FAWN’s most junior referee was quite taken aback as the noise soon coalesced into two words shouted over and over and over again…





YOU SUCK!

YOU SUCK!

YOU SUCK!





Not used to being on the receiving end of such ardent censure, Merle seemed like a deer in the headlights as he spun in circles while trying to sputter an explanation that no one was interested in hearing.



“Oh boy, you really fucked this one up, didn’t ya?” Yoona scoffed as she walked up behind the man and clapped him on the shoulder. “At least the right person won in the --”



“NO!” Estrina shouted, crawling forward on hands and knees even while her naked body still quivered from Yoona’s relentless sexual torture. “She didn’t… didn’t win! Restart the match… restart the match! I -- I wasn’t finished…”



Park regarded her latest challenger with an expression that was equal parts disdain and disbelief, and after a brief internal deliberation, she dragged Starfire fully upright with two handfuls of sweat-soaked hair. A quick Knee Strike to the liver preemptively quelled any resistance from Estrina, and Yoona deftly scooped up the smaller wrestler and held her belly-to-belly and upside-down in the Tombstone Piledriver position, stumbling briefly due to a damaged knee but eventually finding a stable footing after a couple of unsteady steps.



“Yoona… w-what are you doing…?” Merle asked, his voice fraught with concern. “The match is already over, just put her down gently and--”



“You heard her… she wasn’t finished...” Park answered through a smirk. “...so I’m finishing her.”



With that said, Yoona dipped her head forward and gave a long, luxurious lick to Estrinia’s exposed clitoris, and just like that, the dam finally burst. Starfire’s body convulsed from from head to toe as a tremendous orgasm tore through her like a buzzsaw, culminating in a gushing discharge that Park greedily gulped down. Still not satisfied, Yoona continued to push the magic button -- gently bumping and grinding with her tongue, her lips, her nose, her chin, and even her teeth -- causing Estrina to unabashedly scream in rapturous delight.



Her defenses breached, Starfire gave in to the shame and the pleasure, whatever injury to her body and ego temporarily forgotten in favor of fully indulging in the sweetest defeat she had ever experienced. Yoona flew her to places she had never thought possible, effortlessly soaring from one climax to the next, higher and higher and higher and higher until…



TOMBSTONE PILEDRIVER:

www.youtube.com/watch?v=jjBRpIiSTN0



...she crashed, literally and figuratively, when Yoona dropped to the mat to drive the crown of her skull into the deck with a Tombstone Piledriver.



“Noooooowww she’s finished,” Park said to the gobsmacked referee as she sat on the canvas and massaged her wounded right knee that had just taken another heavy impact.



Once the worst of the hurt had subsided, Yoona wiped her mouth on the palm of her right hand and flicked the excess fluid onto Estrina’s face, a perverse mockery of the Celestial Stunner’s trademark taunt.



“Enjoy infamy, Estrina Starfire,” Park whispered to the vanquished challenger, and after a beat, she added, “You taste like penis.”



Another successful title defense in the books, Yoona rolled to the opposite side of the ring, slid out onto the floor, and gingerly hobbled towards her girlfriend who was fuming over her actions.



“Oh... My... GOD. I can’t believe you did that! Again!” Camille huffed. “Seriously, Yoona, I can’t even find it in myself to be mad anymore, I’m just disapp --”



“OH, SHUT UP AND KISS ME, YA BIG LUG!” Park interrupted, puckering her lips and leaning forward before Cosworth stopped her with a stiff arm to the face.



“No, Yoona! NO! No kissing until you brush your teeth and think about what you did and brush your teeth again!”



Denied her victory kiss from her usual source, Yoona turned FAWN broadcast announcer Joanna Coleman.



“How ‘bout you, Coleman? Wanna give me a smooch?”



“Umm… thanks, but no thanks…” Joanna murmured, clearly put off by the indecent proposal.



Already rebuffed twice, Park didn’t even bother to ask Coleman’s broadcast partner Gordy Solis. She simply grabbed the man by the lapels of his jacket and reeled him in for a liplock, meeting no resistance as she used her tongue to explore the inside of Gordy’s teeth for nearly twenty seconds. When Yoona finally broke off the kiss, Solis slumped back in his chair, eyes locked in a vacant stare and apparently suffering from a seizure that rendered him unable to move.



“C’mon, babe,” Yoona said as she hefted her title belt over one shoulder while offering the crook of the opposite arm to her girl. “Let’s make like a tree and get the fuck outta here.”



Camille let out an exhausted, weary sigh, then she shifted her gaze to the still-insensate wrestler in the ring. Part of her wanted to go over and check on Estrina, to make sure Starfire was alright and to apologize for Yoona’s actions. Then again, Cosworth recalled that Dominique Daly had seen her as condescending and patronizing when she had offered a few words of support. Ultimately, Camille decided to trust in Estrina’s resilience and the FAWN medical personnel, so she linked one arm with her girlfriend and took up her cane with the other, and the pair of lovebirds made their way back up the entrance ramp leaning heavily against each other for support.



The couple had long since disappeared backstage before Gordy finally snapped out of his catatonic state.



“Tastes like penis…” he muttered into his live microphone, prompting Joanna to loudly groan in disgust just as a promo video for Eliza Bliss’ latest title defense began to play.



But the video played long enough only for Eliza to stick her curled fingers into some poor girl’s maw for the start of a Cleft Note before the coverage cut to an instant of static then to a jarring handheld shot, the crowd buzzing with excitement.



The cameraman finally steadied on a woman who’d jumped out of the crowd and slid into the confines of the squared circle just as a seeping Estrina was trying to pull herself back together. Wearing a Union Jack hoody and tight black jeans, the interloper seemed unconcerned about the less than hygienic state of the failed challenger.



Grabbing Estrina’s head, the gatecrasher tugged the rubbery Asian to her feet, pulling her into a front facelock. The intruder lifted and dropped a limp arm of Starfire over the back of her neck then pressed a hand into the Singaporean’s midriff.



Dipping, the hooded figure LAUNCHED Estrina high, for a moment her toes pointed to the rafters. But the moment’s gone in a flash as the woman sat out and DESTROYED what little was left of Estrina. The move and the Union Jack made those in the know aware, but all doubt was removed when the woman seated next to the wreckage that was Estrina shrugged the hood back and the auburn locks and freckles of the former British phenom were revealed.



PREP SCHOOL EXPULSION:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=4ttqciIH5dA 


ELIZABETH CROMWELL





The crowd’s reaction was mixed, their hatred of Elizabeth Cromwell combining with their excitement to see her back in the FAWN fold. After so much hype and indeed success, Lizzie’s career hit the skids for well more than a year. So much so, the self-proclaimed Best Brit Ever returned to her homeland to work the isle of her birth since the new year.



Clearly having returned and clearly not having forgiven Starfire for providing the Londoner a loss in her last FAWN match, Cromwell pushed to her feet and placed a domineering boot on the bosom of the Asian. She raised her arms high and wide and the jeers began to flow, the natural reaction to Lizzie’s arrogance returning like muscle memory for the FAWNatics.



Cromwell gave the crowd a thrust one-arm salute in response. She rubbed the sole of her footwear into Estrina’s chest in a final show of disdain and exited the ring. Dropping to the floor, she strolled toward the ramp like she owned the place.



With plenty to prove, Elizabeth had at least shown she meant business and business was about to pick up for the Boarding School Princess.