Teddy Cat Hori vs. The Black Fang: Wild Things

And if Teddy’s nose wasn’t broken before, it was likely broken now. Good job, Ryoko.

The Black Fang didn’t see the impact, but she felt it and hear the way Teddy reacted. That alone was enough to make her cringe, but it was the only way she saw herself getting out of that one intact. Heck, it worked. Splendidly. Teddy was wide open. Stuneed. With her back to the ropes. The Black Fang knew exactly how to capitalize.

She took off in a mad sprint, dashing towards the opposite side of the ring and bouncing off the ropes, building more and more momentum. She came storming back towards Teddy Cat Hori with all the speed she could muster, extended her arm, and threw a wild clothesline at her, looking to make her go over the ropes and tumble onto the floor below.

"Ow..ow..ow..ow..."

Teddy groaned, patting at her poor and abused nose. While some would say she was acting like a bitch, the kitty would disagree. Her nose was one of her cutest features, that everyone enjoyed, and now it might be smashed!

At least the pain started ebbing away a bit, which told her that, while it was battered and bloody, it might not have been shattered yet, if she was lucky.

Of course, it wasn't all good luck, as Teddy looked away from her nose just in time to see Black Fang charging at her with her arm outstretched, the kitty not prepared enough or quick enough to avoid the hard clothesline that smashed into her chest, bending her back over the ropes, gravity and momentum doing the rest, as Teddy tumbled over, out of control, doing a full flip and smacking her face on the ring apron on her route to collapsing onto the floor, outside the ring, with a splat.

Dazed and groaning, the kitty lay, the former Wrestle Angel wondering just when she lost control of...fucking everything.

Despite the fact that the two of them were engaged in a rough athletic contest, despite her wanting to beat Teddy senseless until her shoulders could be pinned to the mat for three seconds, the Black Fang still had a lot of concern for her opponent’s wellbeing. She felt bad about damaging her nose like that, and even took a second to check on her when she fell out on the apron and banged her head. Looked like a nasty hit, and she hoped Teddy was okay.

Concern wouldn’t stop her from taking advantage of it, though. Nope, nope, nope.

Teddy looked sufficiently dazed, which meant the Black Fang had an opportunity to dig into her bag of tricks and go for something a little high risk. She stepped through the ropes and onto the apron, standing just above where the stunned Teddy Cat Hori. The crowd started to shout with anticipation, egging her on. No backing out, now.

A deep breath.

A quick prayer for luck.

The Black Fang leaped off the apron, brought her legs and feet inwards, then shot them out as she descended, coming down towards Teddy’s prone body with the famed Frog Splash!

Luckily, Teddy no longer had to worry about the pain in her nose, as her face felt completely numb after smacking into the ring apron, the adorable and tough kitty girl laying on the protective mat outside the ring, groaning, laying on her back.

That numbing daze, while oddly comforting in its own weird way, also left her unable to defend herself, the crowds loud cheer the only indication she had that Black Fang was attacking, until the girls smaller body splashed down upon hers from the top rope!

Teddy's eyes widened, mouth dropping open, a loud gasp sounding as all the air in her body was driven out of her body, the extra height from leaping outside of the ring allowing Black Fangs High Fly Flow to do even more damage. Teddy's limbs, jerking upwards on impact, fell back down, leaving her splayed out and motionless under the newcomer, chest rising and falling with each labored breath!

The good news was that the Black Fang managed to land her Frog Splash.

The bad news was that the Black Fang managed to land her Frog Splash.

Teddy’s body was suitable soft, but the ground underneath her was decidedly not, and a good deal of that impact came back into the Black Fang’s chest. Only a split second after she hit, the heroine rolled over to her back and grabbed her chest, kicking her legs with a madwoman’s fervor. That hurt. That really hurt.

But it had hurt Teddy more, so it was worth the effort. She made her way back to her knees and used the barricade to pull herself up the rest of the way, raising her fist triumphantly to an applauding crowd. Admiration was nice. Not as nice as having ribs that didn't feel cracked, but nice.

The Black Fang sincerely wished this was a Falls Count Anywhere match, though. She was not looking forward to dragging Teddy back into the ring.

Teddy would have liked to put up a fight, but sadly, the kitty was out of it for the moment, sprawled out on the floor and left in a breathless daze very early on in this match!

Even worse, while Black Fang was getting to her feet, nursing her own wounds, the referee had already started the ring out count, the crowd, busy applauding the ballsy move by Black Fang, only just noticing as she raised her arms up for a third time.

"THREE!"

She yelled, 1/3rd of the way done with counting both girls out!

The Black Fang loved the roar of the crowd, the roar of the people, the roar of her people. She would’ve loved to just take a moment, sit back, and indulge in those heavenly sounds and soak it all up. But that wasn’t her luxury at the moment. She had a match to win.

Maybe.

She grabbed Teddy Cat Hori by the head and lifted her up, getting the Wrestle Angel back up on her paws - just enough so that she could be rolled back into the ring. Once inside, the Black Fang slid in, dropped on her chest, raised a leg up and pinned her shoulders to the mat, looking for a quick win.

”1…!”

"UuuUughh...look at all the kitties..."

Teddy groaned out, seeing various kitties floating around her air deprived body, though luckily she was able to start taking air in as Black Fang recovered, and the referee kept the count up.

"FIVE!"

She yelled, though there was no chance of a count out loss for either girl, as Teddy was rolled into the ring and soon pinned.

"2...!"

The referee counted out, slapping the mat a second time. She raised her hand to try for a third...only for Teddy, to the surprise of most, to kick out, not to be defeated so early!

Pin! Pin! Pin!

Words could not properly convey how quickly the Black Fang scrambled into the ring, knowing that an upset victory was at hand. Beating an established wrestler like Teddy Cat Hori was a good way to break into the mainstream, gather more focus towards the Black Fang’s name.

Alas, it was not meant to be. Not yet.

”Ha!” Teddy kicked out, but the Black Fang was not content to let her rest. As soon as she shot up, the fledgling wrestler reached out and snapped a front facelock around her head, then stood and used that to pull her back up. ”Impressive work, Teddy. But I’m quickly getting your measure.”

"M-Measure...I'm a B-Cup...?"

The confused and adorable Teddy replied, before yelping as Black Fang headlocked the groaning and panting Teddy, still building back her air supply, and pulled her back to her feet.

Shaking her pink head, and realizing what Black Fang was meaning, Teddy frowned. Sacrificing the air she had, she wrapped her arms around Black Fangs middle and barely managed to heave her upwards.

"Measure this!"

She yelled, before stepping forward, bending her knee and dropping Black Fang down, tailbone first, onto her knee with an Atomic Drop!

After releasing Black Fangs body, Teddy would collapse, again panting heavily to try and get her air back, head still dizzy from the splash outside the ring, the crowd clapping at the desperation move, while the cute referee girl winced for Black Fang, but deciding the move, being a drop and not a strike, was not an intended low blow, and thus not worth a disqualification!