KamiKaze Vs. The Coalition!

D.B. groaned at how miraculously quick the situation deteriorated into absolute shit after leaving the ring with Kelly in seemingly full control of the situation. She couldn't have given Kelly a more advantageous setup with Akashi having just eaten a superkick, to now her partner scurrying back to her corner and wanting no part of Taylor and her feral desire to beat her within an inch of her life. D.B. warned her there was gonna be consequences to royally pissing her off...

Bunny jumped onto the bottom ropes when her fleeing partner performed a baseball slide right between her feet and landed outside of the ring behind her. D.B. hopped off the apron as well and approached her freshly smacked around partner, grabbing her shoulder and lowering her partner's hand from her mouth to examine the damage.

"...It's a busted lip, you'll live." D.B. scoffed before brushing some blood off her partner's bottom lip with her thumb. "Listen, she's stronger than you, faster, more agile, and probably ten other things I'm not thinking about. But you've already got this bitch so tightly wound up from that big mouth of yours she's long overdue for a slip up. Just keep antagonizing her and she'll give you the opening. Besides..." Towards the end of her inspirational speech DB would spin Kelly in place and push her back to the ring by her shoulders, a confident smirk on her face with her arms folded as if pushing off a pupil into the brave new world. "...you've already beaten her once before, remember?"

...5..6!!!

"...oh, and aim for the balls..."

"A-Ah..." Kelly held her hand to her mouth, her lip busted, which D.B. would clarify for her in no time at all when she got ringside with Kelly. "OH GEE THANKS." Kelly groaned, tasting her own blood on her tongue, looking up Taylor with a hateful glare as she huffed angrily, having been made a fool of from both of KamiKaze and now here her Rival was just standing there, ready to go at her while Kelly herself had been reduced to a tactical retreat! Oh by the crowd loved this! They loved having their 'hero' finally get her boots on the 'bad girl'.

Kelly was wound up tight herself and while D.B. WAS trying to make Kelly feel better but all that lying crap about how Taylor was better than her at EVERYTHING was getting Kelly riled back up! Nevermind she had Taylor all fuming angry like an animal! Kelly. Was. Offended.

"NO I'M STILL BETTER!" Kelly yelled to DB while pointing at herself before looking over at Taylor. "YOU UNDERSTAND!? I ALREADY BEAT YOU! SO I'M BETTER THAN YOU! AND HER! AND EVERYONE ELSE! WATCH!" Kelly spat to the enemy team in a fury, huffing angrily as she gave a sudden spank to D.B. to encourage her to get back on the apron while Kelly stood at ringside, carefully eyeing Taylor...


"SEVEN...."

"THIS IS WHAT YOU WANT!?" Kelly growled to Taylor while bending over and pointing at herself, sneering at her enemy. "IT'S WHAT YOU'VE BEEN WAITING FOR!? ALONG WITH THEM!?" She yelled again as the count reached eight.

Kelly never took her eyes off her opponent, putting her stomach onto the apron while she gripped the ropes and quickly pulled herself inside the ring as the Nine count hit.

Taylor offered no retort to Kelly's rantings. No cocky gestures, no middle fingers, no bravado. She only stood with her hands on her knees, blue eyes watchful and patient, even while she was bursting with violence just waiting to be unloaded on Kelly Conway.

She didn't move when Kelly rolled onto the apron. Not until she pulled herself under the bottom rope and lowered her eyes for a moment did she react, and in the blink of an eye she was off at full speed. She swarmed on Kelly and seized her by the hair, and backed up to rip her away from the ropes.

Kelly was barely standing up when her foe lunged at her with wreckless abandonment her eyes shooting wide with horror. Taylor wasn't even letting her stand up completely! And the crowd exploded when Taylor just rushed into Conway grabbing that thick mane of blonde hair, tugging on it forcefully while Kelly desperately turned her body as much as she could while her scalp burned, clinging to the ropes behind her in attempt to stop Taylor from dragging her away, trying to tag Death Bunny.

"B-Bunny!" Kelly pleaded, hoping her partner would save her form the deranged, possessed champion! Doing everything from pushing her foot into Taylor's stomach to try and hold herself in her corner.

"...UGH..." Apparently Bunny's rousing speech held more truth than she thought, her weary groan laced with aggravation at Kelly's near instantaneous reaction to turn tail and tag out within record time of facing off against Taylor. All of her chest puffing and blustering about being "better" than practically the entirety of the Friction roster equated to her being unable to last 2 seconds against either one of Kamikaze without having her face sat on by a sumo or being drop kicked clear across the ring...

*And THIS is the person whom I've staked my reputation on...* D.B. propped her cheek up against her fist while she gazed at her frantic partner nearly being peeled away from their corner by Taylor while she briefly examined her options. Letting Kelly be decimated by Taylor would probably be just the reality check her delusional mind is in dire need of, and it'd be some due comeuppance for smacking her ass just then...but it would also probably be the nail in the coffin towards her hopes of winning this match. And the opportunity to get back at Taylor was too enticing to pass up.

To the audience's immediate disapproval, D.B. would slap her partner's shoulder to tag out Kelly before she was fed to the wolves. While stepping on the bottom ropes, D.B. would reach over and clasp onto Taylor's own blonde locks by the pigtails and yank her to the side and away from Kelly. Still gripping onto the champ's pigtails, D.B. would jump back and off the apron to have Taylor's neck whiplash off the top rope with the audience wincing from the vicious maneuver.

"Let... fucking... go!" Taylor snarled through her teeth while she tried to wrench Kelly away from the corner, before her own hair was unexpectedly snared by Death Bunny.

"Ah!" She stumbled into the ropes as her head was pulled sharply to the side, turning to face her new opponent just before she dropped off the apron and sank Taylor's throat into the top rope. It crushed her windpipe until DB let go and the rope sprung back up, flinging Taylor away. She stumbled back, clutching her throat, and fell down.

"Ghk..." She kicked her feet against the mat and rolled back and forth and struggled to get a breath into her lungs.

D.B. slid back inside the ring and casually sauntered to Taylor's side at her own listless pace, glaring down at the champ with her soulless eyes and utter apathy towards her choking gasps for air.

"There...I let go. Now, I think you said something interesting about my mother~..." Reaching down to once again clamp onto Taylor's pigtails in her vice like grip, D.B. savagely yanked Taylor over to her hands and knees to escort the champ to the nearby ropes. Draping her neck over the middle tethers, Bunny would turn to the side and sit her blue-jeaned rump against the back of Taylor's head and continue to choke out the dwindling spitfire with emphatic bouncing motions.

The ref would bellow the countdown in Bunnys ear, and only when she milked it for all it was worth would D.B. relent, but with her free hand make sure Taylor's limp body stayed hung over the middle ropes. Bunny would backpedal to the middle of the ring with the ref barking warnings about being disqualified....though not without a subtle hand gesture towards her partner to signal for some modicum of payback on Kelly's end.

Kelly flopped back against her corner and gasped in surprise as D.B. came to her rescue by yanking Taylor's sorry ass away. Watching with glee as the woman gagged on the ropes before flopping back, gasping for air as she kicked and rolled about along the met until D.B. grabbed her again, put her back on the ropes and began to choke her, the dirty tactic earning the displeasure of the audience but also the attention of the Ref, who was spending her time counting and later scolding Death Bunny, that she had forgotten all about Kelly still being in the ring, laying against her corner.

With nothing needed to be said, Kelly rushed Taylor as she hung off the middle ropes, attempting to jump up and spread her legs to slam her hips into Taylor's back like she were trying to saddle up and ride the punk harder against those ropes.

Taylor grabbed for DB's wrist as she was painfully led back to the ropes. She choked and gagged and kicked her feet, clutched at the middle rope under her throat, while counting down the seconds until the bunny would be forced to let go.

"Haaah... haah... nnkh..." She gasped in ragged breaths and put a hand to her neck. She was dimly aware that Death Bunny was somewhere behind her, and she put a foot down and began to stand, but her other opponent picked up where the first left off.

The humiliation of being mounted and ridden by both girls was the only thing worse than the red rope biting into her throat, choking off her air. She kicked and struggled while she bounced up and down against the rope, with Kelly on her back.

Akashi bit her lip as the two wretched girls began to double team Taylor, using themselves to distract the referee while they took turns cruelly assaulting Taylor. Well, the referee could only have her back SO turned and while they were busy focusing on Taylor, it seemed like they had forgotten about the nigh two hundred pound sumo seething in the corner.

She slipped through the ropes and entangled her fingers together. She then bent her knees and charged as hard as she could to try and smash a double axe handle into the back of Death Bunny's skull.