SS 14 Best 2/3 Falls: Taylor Parker Vs. Adrian Kytes

Taylor focused on Junko and shut out everything else in the arena, and nodded along as she spoke. One more time!

"Oh, don't slap me right now. I'm awake, I promise!" She held up her hands, and then pushed away from her mother-in-law. "And shit yes, she is. Look at me! Who wouldn't be?" She winked, with a laugh.

And then the bell rang. "Gotta go!" She quickly hopped onto the apron, and threw her fist in the air. "ONE MORE TIME!" She screamed to the crowd, and they echoed her back.

"One more time!"

Adrian hadn't moved since she had been released from Taylor's hold. Just lying there with one hand outstretched on the mat and her face down, she looked as though she was out cold, that despite tapping out she had still suffered too much damage to continue fighting for the third and final round. With the crowd cheering for Taylor, much louder than anyone cheered for her, ever, she wished she was out, just so she couldn't hear it. Whatever advantage she'd built up was completely gone by now, the score might have only been tied but it was clear to anyone watching that Taylor was in firm control, it felt like Adrian could only get wins through luck or by cheating and it was eating away at the former cosplayer. Any victory she could get over Taylor just seemed destined to be tainted: the first match she passed out, the obstacle course Lukretia rigged and the chessboxing she only won because Taylor just didn't care about the chess part and ran out of time before she could knock the brunette out. Even the first fall seemed in her opinion to be more luck on Adrian's part than judgement, with it being more Taylor's mistake to go for a Death Valley Driver than Adrian's skill at finding a way to turn that into her advantage.

Craning her head off the mat, she caught a glimpse of Taylor and Junko embracing in a display of motherly affection that made the former cosplayer want to retch, wiping away the tears to try and pretend she hadn't been crying, it did remind her of something important. Whether they were with her or not in new JErsey, she still had people rooting for her. People who wanted to see her get up and kick Taylor's ass, and despite the pain in her back she had to get up and fight. She was a cornered, wounded animal right now, and she was about to show that when up against the wall she was going to bear her fangs.

No more hesitating she told herself, picking herself up off the ground and pushing the referee away, Taylor was still having her heart to heart with Junko as she stood up on wobbly feet, staggering slightly as her thoughts drifted to more spiteful matters Of course it's alright if you get to have help at ringside, isn't it? But the moment I bring someone with me, when I need emotional support, I'm just being a wimp and refusing to grow up. But Taylor gets to have her freaking mom at ringside and no-one cares! she seethed, hands balling into fists as she psyched herself back into this with anger. Letting the rage of perceived hypocrisies fuel her and override the fear.

She wasn't going to wait for the bell to ring, as soon as Taylor had jumped up onto the apron she was running with incredible speed, ducking down and launching herself to dive between the ropes and into the punkette, spearing her off the ring and down to the cold hard floor, with Adrian holding on all the way until impact.

Taylor began to step through the ropes, but when she set her eyes on Adrian she found that the brunette wasn't waiting around to start things off proper. Adrian's shoulder collided heavily with Taylor's stomach and folded her over, and sent both of them tumbling off the apron.

"UUUNGH!"

Taylor crashed into Junko on the way down before hitting the floor hard, landing on her back. Her hands clenched into fists and she arched her body up high off the floor with one foot down before slowly rolling onto her side. The jarring impact left her with stabbing pain in her body and a splitting headache. Her hands couldn't decide which hurt more, and she put one to the back of her head and the other to her back as she worked to sit up and pry an eye open to look for Adrian.

Adrian howled with pain on impact, landing on what felt like her shoulder from where the pain was most noticeable the former cosplayer was left shivering as she tried to crawl back on top of Taylor, green eyes meeting deep blue as she got on her knees and started to punch.

Grunting with effort, she attempted to pound the blonde into the mat with as much strength as she could muster after that suicidal tackle, not a care in the world given to how junko was after the collision or what the ref was doing, right now she wanted revenge for what she felt was her humiliation in the second fall, and wasn't about to give a damn about much else

Junko was so focused on Taylor that she didn't even notice Adrian until suddenly Taylor was blasted through the ropes. The mother watch, almost in slow motion as the two bodies hurled towards her.

She had two choices as collision was imminent: try and break Adrian and Taylor's fall or dive out of the way.She knew she couldn't do either and the hesitation caused a moment of paralysis.

"Aaaiiyeep!"

Junko yelped as she was driven backwards from the force and crashed into the barricade.she slumped against the wall holding her ankle. her outfit wasn't designed for this and in the crash she felt something...

She hoped it was just a sprain but she wasn't going to even think about trying to stand up as a grimace of intense pain washed over Junko's face.

Taylor was quickly forced back down, flat on her back against the floor, as Adrian straddled her and went to work with her fists. The first several punches connected cleanly before Taylor could even get her bearings, one to her eye, one that bloodied her lip, another that hurt her nose.

"Shit..."

She raises her arms as a shell to protect her head from Adrian's wrath until she had her wits about her enough to hook an arm over an incoming punch. She pulled it tight and kicked against the floor to roll them over so that Taylor was on top between Adrian's legs. Then she caught sight of Junko, on the floor and in obvious pain.

"MOM!" She screamed, with panic in her voice. She hadn't even noticed that they had bit her on their way down, but now her only thoughts were for Junko's wellbeing. She began to stupidly try to crawl her way to her mother in law, forgetting even about Adrian in the moment.

Junko was stuck between rubbing her ankle and watching her daughter-in-law get unmercifully pounded.Junko turned her head when she saw pain. She pushed her foot down to try and crawl to Taylor to do... something... she wasn't even sure what.

"Ahhp!"

Junko squeaked when her foot met the ground. She wasn't going to be standing on it anytime soon. As she rubbed it, she heard Taylor's screech and snapped to attention.

Taylor was coming to HER!?

Junko's brow knit as she stared at her daughter. "I'm not your opponent! Don't you think about me!" She growled hoarsely. "You beat Adrian and that will feel better than what a thousand doctors could do!"

Adrian was rolled underneath Taylor with surprising ease, her focus had just been smashing her opponent in the face until she stopped moving, temporarily forgetting that there was more to ground-and pound than just wailing on the poor sap underneath. But before Taylor would exact some payback on the former cosplayer for what was admittedly a barrage of cheap shots she crawled away to go check on her mother-in-law, who must have gotten stuck in the collision as Adrian went through the ropes to get to Taylor. Junko's suffering didn't mean that much to Adrian, she was a manager who got in the way. If she wanted to not be hurt she could have either worn something more practical or just dodged out the way, but if she was going to sit there and distract Taylor for her then who was Adrian to say no?

Pushing herself back up to her feet, she tried to grab Taylor by the hair and the waistband, pick her back up to her feet so she didn't have to hurt herself staying bent over and roll the blonde back into the ring. She was already in enough pain without the referee giving her a headache by yelling at her to take it all back into the ring.

"It's okay, mom! It's okay!" Taylor repeated. She wasn't thinking clearly. Her brain was rattled enough that she didn't really understand what Junko said, but it all became clear when Adrian grabbed her by the hair and belt.

She made a surprised squeak, and stumbled along after Adrian, her hands going to the one in her hair to keep it from pulling, until she was flung at the apron. She rolled into the ring, under the bottom rope and again for distance, and then crawled a little further toward the middle of the ring, shaking her head to clear away the lingering stars put there by Adrian's fists. She found that she was bleeding from the face, at least a little, when a couple drops of blood hit the mat beneath her.

Adrian hunched over the edge of the ring, breathing heavy as Taylor crawled into the center of the ring. She really should have taken at least some time to rest and regain some energy, even if it was just a 30 second break in the ring. Too late to think about that now though, she'd made her intentions very clear and the former cosplayer was desperate to get back on the attack now that her safety net of a one-fall lead had been cut.

Sliding in to the ring she sat down in the corner, looking towards the referee as if to say "well we're both in the ring now, you gonna start it officially or what?" before she grabbed the top rope and pulled herself up, wincing as her back protested the idea of a third round. "Come on, get up." She said in an uncharacteristically cold voice, beckoning Taylor with her hands as though she hadn't spent the past minute attacking her on the outside.