Pride of the AFW

"Get her, Taylor! You got this!"

The mere thought of Taylor taking out the trash right before her eyes was enough to send a surge of adrenaline coursing through Avery's veins. The exuberant redhead threw her hands into the air and motioned to the crowd with a loud, whooping, cheer. Of course, the audience required little encouragement, but the youthful, tattooed, beauty certainly made an enticing cheerleader.

The entire arena threatened to boil over with their growing excitement, enthralled by dramatic spectacle!

Johnny had been standing in the middle of the ring, waiting for the scene to unfold. If it was just Kelly running her mouth, then Taylor could drive her off easily. it looked like she wasn't even going to throw a punch.

With a grin, he strolled up next to Avery and leaned against the ropes. "C'mon, Babe! Shut her up with a big punch to the face!" He said with a bright grin, as though it were no big deal.

"I do. And you have a lot of friends... I've noticed that its a lot harder to do the things I want when you carry such a... Healthy entourage. But that's fine! I've got friends too." Kelly said with a knowing smile, the time was NOW for her Loyal Fan to STRIKE!

"How many chair shots does it it take before a jobber learns to never fuck with a Conway?"

Alaina watched as Kelly ranted on and on. Avery was getting fired up more than Alaian was, but of the two students Alaina was generally the more subdued one. As far as Alaina was concerned Kelly may have been the champion by now if she put in as much work to train as she did running her extremely loud mouth.

She leaned on the ropes on the opposite side of Johnny as Avery. She was confident Taylor wipe the floor with Kelly if it came down to it. She shook her head as Kelly continued to talk, filling the arena with her ear grating voice. Alaina looked over at Johnny and Avery with a smile on her face. "This is sad. I have never seen anyone so insecure that they stoop to this level just for attention and to feel relevant. Five bucks says Taylor roundhouse kicks her in the side of the head and sends her off to la-la land in one shot?"

The crowd swelled with anticipation. She didn't get narc'ed out and she was thankful for that. Maybe she would write a letter. Nah.

Jessica reared back and slammed the metal chair as hard as she could straight into Avery's back. You know what that's for. It made an impressive clang and Jessica knew the surprise had gone. Jessica then pivoted into her Babe Ruth stance and took a home run swing at Johnny's head- going, going, gone. And she moved on to the last girl whom she did not know. Her anonymity did not stop her from a full assault with the chair. She brought it down like a sledgehammer. John Henry would have been proud.

The Violent Violet went through all of them with a brutal efficiency. Her heart was pumping at a feverish rate. She would have a little revenge and some fun.

Avery blinked at the ominous words as they resounded across the arena. The smug smile that flashed across Kelly Conway's visage was equally unsettling...

That was when the metal chair exploded across the redhead's spine. Caught off guard, the teenager collapsed against the ropes abruptly and crumpled to the canvas in breathless agony. Ave couldn't think, let alone even begin to figure out what the hell was going on. Only the mocking image of Kelly's face continued to flicker within young girl's befuddled mind.

Johnny only had a moment to turn his head when he heard the crack of the chair against Avery's head. By the time he saw the blur that was Jessica, she was alreay swinging the chair his way. He couldn't even get his hand up in time before it slammed into him. He tumbled to the canvas as unceremoniously as Avery had, laying in a dazed, moaning heap.

"Huh?"

Taylor caught the look in Kelly's eye, and spun when she heard the commotion in the ring. She turned in time to see Avery on the mat, and a new girl in the ring, and by the time her brain could process what was happening, Johnny went down with another metallic crack.

"JOHNNY!" The horror in her voice pierced through the chaos in the arena.

Alaina was watching Kelly as she heard a loud, echoing THUD! She looked over only to see Avery already down and the chair connect a second time, striking poor Johnny in the head! Somehow, Alaina felt more anger for those two being attacked than she herself getting hammered by the chair. How dare this bitch attack her friends!? Alaina went from 0 to 60, her blood instantly past the boiling point.

A tall well built, purple haired woman was now swinging at Alaina. Alaina's anonymity didn't protect her.... but Alaina dropping the belt and grabbing onto the chair, yanking it out of Jessica's hands did!

"You sneaky little bitch! Ya learned to con-job from Conway huh!?" Alaina yelled as she flung the chair across the ring and took a hard swing right at the jaw of the purple haired back-stabber.

Kelly wouldn't even Taylor make the dash before she closed her briefcase and swung it across the back of Taylor's head to stop her in her tracks.