AV 14 Entropy Title Match: Silver Ace (C) Vs. Gwendolyn DuPont Bettencourt

Sometime after being assisted back inside the ring by her now knocked senseless entourage, Gwen’s consistently hindered attempts to get vertical once again would finally go uninterrupted. From Ace’s hurling of her battered form out of the ring to her trainers ushering her back inside, the heiress couldn’t help but feel like a ping pong ball batted left and right with no sense over what was going on.

Ace’s high-flying takedowns hyped up nearly the entirety of the sold out SEG Geneva Arena, now riding right along with the momentum she had built up and cleering on Ace's attempt at a flashy finish to finally put Gwendolyn away. Groggily ascending to her feet with bemused groans, Gwen sensed the electric environment and knew something was coming, and thanks to her entourage tending to her was now more cognizant to react than Ace may realize.

Now standing upward and scanning the ring to find Haley, Gwen’s heart practically stopped as she turned around and felt her opponent coiling her arm around her neck in the 3/4 quarter-turn face lock. Though no sooner was the heiress’ jaw situated on Haleys shoulder when Gwendolyn would extend and whip her right leg around to smack Haley in the side of her head with her own superkick finisher, Colère de Dieu, delayed but still harnessing every bit of strength from her earlier wind up!!

Neither the crowd, nor Ace, saw the sudden kick coming, Ace only seeing a brief dark spot before she dropped flat onto the mat, eyes closed, only letting out a soft groan, nearly knocked the fuck out by that kick.

The crowd meanwhile, let out a loud roar at the sudden counter, several of them showing some respect by chanting Gwen's full name, applauding the heiress on her fantastic counter move.

"Gghghh...mmghh..."

Ace groaned, slowly blinking after a couple minutes, wondering just what hit her, and why her face hurt so much.

Crumpling to her knees from the awkward angle of her kick, Gwen took the time to breathe and collect herself from what had been a tragic downward spiral that nearly cost her the match. She raised her head and brushed her curls out of her eyes, a sinister smirk on her face from the oh so satisfying crunch of Ace’s face connecting with her white boot.

The audience sounded off in raucous approval of the dynamic match unfolding before their eyes, affirming through scattered applause that despite her prissy demeanor and haughty attitude, Gwens masterful counter deserved its just acknowledgment. Though her good will with the crowd would soon be tested…

Flipping Ace over to lie on her chest, Gwen lifted up her opponents leg by the ankle and curled it forward in a crescent shape as if Haley was in a single leg boston crab. With the bent leg contorting sharply as the heiress leaned forward, Gwen reached outward and clasped her hands together underneath Haley’s chin in a torturous leg hook camel clutch!! Gwen’s entire body pressed down onto the practically “U”-curved leg until Haley could feel her own boot nudge against the side of her head!!

Haley's face felt practically numb after that kick, leaving her only barely aware of what was happening too her, until she felt herself being flipped and bent, her flexible body being used against her.

Bent into a half circle, her red eyes wide, all Haley could do was scream in the excruciating hold, fans wincing in sympathy as her own boot pressing into her head, her spine being tortured, Haley forced to endure the hold as long as Gwen wished, unable to even submit.

The sickening sight of Haley’s tensed up leg arched unnaturally above her back caused the squeamish members of the audience to turn away. For the heiress this agonizing submission was righteous payback for Haley twisting her legs into a pretzel and pushing her spine to its utmost limit in the earlier sharpshooter. Turning her head left and right would reveal that a sadistic expression overtook her normally refined countenance, the delightful sight and sounds of Haley languishing hopelessly in the modified camel clutch practically therapeutic to the heiress from all the abuse she suffered.

Gwen tugged on Haleys chin and leaned forward until Haley could open her crimson eyes to the reversed sight of the heiress’ upside down face, smiling blissfully down upon her with her golden curls shifting off her shoulders and acting as a sort of curtain separating them from the rest of the world.

“I’m aware this action has no practical relevance to the match at hand, but you have my word…if you tap out to me right now, I will relinquish you post haste. Such an act would positively send me over the moon, Haley~…”

Ace was in agony, arms desperately trying to pull at Gwens fingers in an attempt to free herself, but to no avail, the grip was just too tight, the intense pain making it impossible to focus.

It got worse, the champ biting her lip to as she got bent a little bit more, several fans booing the needlessly violent move, Ace looking up into Gwen's eyes and cocky smile as she demanded Ace tap out.

"Grrrmmm....F-Fuuck...You..."

Ace growled out, before spitting upwards, trying to spit in her opponents face!

Ace struggled in vain to claw at and relieve the firmly locked in grip yanking her head back, not that the heiress could even notice the wild flailing’s scrapping at her hands. Her wistful gaze never diverting from the entrancing vision of Haley languishing in absolute agony, cooing gently inches away from her opponents face frozen in utter torment.

*spit*

“YAH!!” Recoiling in pure horror the very instant moisture splashed over her forehead, Gwen immediately abandoned the hold and rolled to her knees with her hands cradling her face and her curly head bent low. A unanimous gasp put an end to the boos Gwen’s actions were earning, camera men briefly zooming in on a few audience members who were wide-eyed and mouth agape as to what they just witnessed.

Gwen vigorously wiped the saliva from her forehead with the back of her glove, whimpering in disgust until she lowered her hand to see the spittle on the back of her hand. Rationale slowly left her mind, anger clouding every sensation with her eyes dilating smaller and smaller.

“Im…par…donn…able…” Gwen eerily whispered one word to herself in French, leaping to her feet and deeply clamping her hands into Ace’s silver head. Yanking her off the mat with a vicious tug at her scalp, Gwen kindly escorted Ace to the steel ladder still laid out on the floor. Rage was all Gwen felt at this moment, gnashing her teeth with a feral expression not seen since her match with Asuka Kotori. With both Gwen and Ace standing over the ladder, the indignant heiress stuffed her opponents head in between her knees, hooked Haley's arms up, and delivered a brutal pedigree!! A wild scream from the heiress as she implanted Haley's face square onto one of the steel steps of the ladder!!

Too wracked with a burning feeling through her back, neck, and leg, Ace offered little more than token resistance before she was smashed down, face first onto the ladder, hitting the cold steel rung.

Groaning, she lay on the mat, face down on the ladder, her eyebrow busted by the sharp edge of the rung of the ladder, blood starting to slide down her face, some drops dripping off onto the ladder and the mat below. She could hear the crowd letting out a loud groan of sympathy, several fans trying to chant her name to get her back in the fight.

“GAAH!!” Gwendolyn would crumple over and curl into a ball at Haley’s side next to the steel ladder, cradling her knees and wincing from the throbbing pain. Thankfully her thin blue knee pads absorbed some of the impact, but for the time being Gwen would be grounded until the shock wore off.

Several seconds would pass as both of the affluent wrestlers remained simultaneously dazed and hobbled from the double-edged pedigree, a lull in the action from what was becoming an intensely brutal match. Gwen eventually flipped over to her side and shoved Haley’s limp frame off the ladder. The heiress cringed from the sharp needle of pain piercing her knees as she crawled over the ladder to straddle Haley’ slim waist.

For now the Entropy championship was an afterthought, Gwendolyns only desire at the moment was to further pummel and disfigure Haley with every modicum of strength she still had. Digging her hands into Haley’s silver hair and pinning her head to the mat, Gwen grit her teeth and laid unrelenting fists into Ace’s cheek and eventually the cut dripping blood all over her forehead...

As if the silver haired girls troubles weren't enough, she found herself being flipped and mounted by the challenger. Realizing what had to be coming next, the bloodied champ tried to raise her arms up to block, only for Gwen, less out of it than Ace was, to break through, landing several hard blows on her face, even targeting her busted eyebrow.

Even Ace, tough as she was, could only take so much, legs jerking with each punch, letting out pained cries, arms dropping to her sides, leaving her defenseless until Gwen finally stopped. Ace would be left laying limp on the mat, head draped to the side, her face red from the punches and her own blood around her face, her only real movement being the rising and falling of her chest, though her pained groans proved she was still conscious.

The Swiss crowd was nearly silent at the sight, the exciting ladder match having turned into a scene reminiscent of a mugging, with Ace's blood dripping off Gwen's raised knuckles. Needless to say, they were shocked.