SS 15 London Bridge Match: Silver Ace Vs. Amethyst Velour

Ace squirmed and scrambled desperately, eyes wide as she saw the bottom of the stage, looking at the stage floor, that specially designed plywood with padding, looking so far down.

One half of it was red in her vision, from the blood pouring down her face. Everything, her career in AFW, her career as a wrestler, her life in Japan, was seconds away from being over, and it was all her own fault.

Amethyst lifted her up higher, losing the extra leverage her shoulders provided, Ace's struggles getting worse as she was lifted, an animal scrambling in a trap, desperate, trying as hard as she could to get free.

Her legs got loose.

Swinging them behind Amethyst, Ace slid out of her grip, landing on her feet behind Amethyst. On pure instinct, without so much as a thought otherwise, Ace grabbed Amethyst by the waist of her pants and the back of her shirt, and, with a wild, raw sounding scream, she threw Amethyst forward, off the edge of the scaffold!

Amethyst didn't even get a chance to realize what was happening. As she prepared herself to toss Ace over the edge, she paused, feeling a sudden lightness in her hands. She looked up, and it hit her that Ace was gone. She blinked, and before she could wrap her mind around the fact that Ace had slipped behind her, it was too late.

Ace grabbed her from behind. Amethyst's eyes went wide. And then...Ace threw her.

For a brief moment, it seemed to Amethyst like time had stopped. The world around her froze as she was pitched off of the scaffolding. She didn't know how to react. She simply seemed to freeze there in mid-air, desperately hoping that this was a joke, some cruel trick played by Ace. She wasn't really falling! She couldn't be! There was no way that bitch could have done this to her!

Time resumed.

Just like that, things began to move again for Amethyst. She opened her mouth wide as she dropped towards the floor, screaming as loud as she could, screaming bloody murder, her voice full of fear and anger and desperation and panic. Everything had suddenly gone completely wrong for it, and she just didn't understand.

Then, Amethyst crashed into the padded plywood. It cracked under the impact of her fall, and Amethyst's world went black, the girl going still and silent as she hit the floor.

Ding ding ding.

Ace dropped to her knees as the bell rang, her blood dripping off of her and making the long trip down to the ground. Rather than celebrate, she just stared down, in shocked silence, her body trembling, as she was announced as the winner.

Finally, her music playing kicking her out of her stunned state, she began screaming down, hoping somebody backstage heard her.

"GET SOME HELP! SOMEBODY GET SOME PARAMEDICS OUT HERE NOW!"

Slowly, still yelling, screaming, for somebody to come help Amethyst, Ace crawled to the girder and began climbing down, nearly falling as her limbs throbbed. When she reached the bottom, paramedics had already come down the ramp, placing the unconscious Amethyst on a stretcher to take her to the waiting ambulance.

Rather than celebrate, Ace collapsed to her knee's, exhausted and shaking, as she watched her opponent get carted off, ignoring the crowd cheering her name or the referee raising her hand in victory. She remained silent, a paramedic helping her up and to the back, the girl due for a hospital trip herself to get her injuries checked.

Ace just followed, getting backstage before she started to cry, ignoring everything around her as she eventually got in an ambulance and left the arena, regretting this match had ever occurred.


WINNER VIA SCAFFOLD THROW: SILVER ACE