Euro-Battle Peggy vs. Isa

Match Type: Standard

Peggy was clad in her green swimsuit with gold pads, ready for action tonight. Her mentor had spent time helping a blonde bombshell of a woman train and Peggy felt like Isa was trying to steal some of her thunder. A scowling Peggy stormed her way down to the ring and shouted for a mic as soon as she got in between the ropes. She was all business tonight ignoring the cheering crowd.

"ISA! Get your bouncin' flabby behind out here! You think you are so special trainin' with the amazon but you are just some Icelandic prissy princess who can't wrestle against real women! You are done takin' away Alaina from her actual friends! Get down here so air can kick your fat blonde bimbo ass!" Peggy shouted, throwing the mic to the ground as she stood with her arms on her hips, glaring up at the top of the ramp!

"Isa, you're being called."
"Wh-what?!? I thought my turn was only in 15 minutes!"
"Yes, it was. But someone is calling for you, now."
"What? Who? Why?!?"
*Sigh*"Look. Here's a replay."  

"ISA! Get your bouncin' flabby behind out here! You think you are so special trainin' with the amazon but you are just some Icelandic prissy princess who can't wrestle against real women! You are done takin' away Alaina from her actual friends! Get down here so air can kick your fat blonde bimbo ass!"

"See? Will you go already?"

Isa was stunned. Sure, tonight had been supposed to be her big night. Sure, tonight she was going to make her first appearance in a looong time since her match against Alaina Sanders. Sure, tonight she was going to show off her new form, new outfit, well, the whole new package called Isa - The Angel of Ice.

But now someone was already calling her out? Someone who appeared to be Peggy McIntyre? And she apparently was holding some kind of grudge against her? It was baffling, to say the least. What on earth had she done that had made the Irish redhead so upset?

Then again, this was AFW. This was far from the strangest thing that had happened here.

Besides, she was ready to go.

Isa - The Angel of Ice - New Look Debut!:

It must have been a good while for the crowds and Peggy to wait, but Isa was hoping that this time the wait would be worth it. As the eerie tunes of her new theme song began slowly echoing throughout the Friction arena, there was certainly confusion in the air. This wasn't familiar at all! Was Isa going to appear? And if not, who was?

The crowds finally got their answer as the now-muscular blonde in blue began gracefully walking down the ramp towards the ring. Presenting her usual calm and collected behavior, this time the Icelandic blonde was not really waving at the crowds, or paying too much attention to them. Normally she would have, but this time was different. The redhead in green had been calling for her, so Isa's primary mission now was to find out what she wanted.

Getting calmly into the ring, the Angel of Ice was quickly provided with a microphone. Saving any poses for later, probably almost annoying the crowds by not providing any explanation or celebration of her transformation, the blonde simply stepped in front of Peggy, still a few feet away from her, querying in the most innocent tone possible accompanied by a hint of confusion.

"You called?"

Peggy saw Isa make her way out, and her glare was briefly overcome by a look of shock. Isa was bigger than Alaina it seemed, a wall of pure muscle. The statuesque beauty just made Peggy that much more self aware of her own physical shortcomings. Soon though her look of anger was back and the mic raised once more. "I did, I know you think you are some sort of special little snowflake now that ya buffed up with fake gym muscles. You think workin' with Alaina makes ya special too? She has worked with me before and I want to show ya that you aren't some sort of favored student. I can still kick your ass whether its bouncy or not!" Peggy said as she threw the mic down, crouching low and motioning for Isa to make her way to the ring.

Isa was trying hard to evaluate Peggy's face and expressions to find out better what she was feeling, and what was going through her mind. Granted, she did not really know the Irish redhead at all, having only seen a couple of her matches, but the blonde still tried to find some reasoning behind this situation. Why was she so eager to face her in the ring?

Thus, Isa did detect a hint of surprise from the Irish woman as she got up by the ring. Apparently Peggy hadn't obviously seen her in a while, and was probably just as surprised by the transformation as the crowds. Which were, by the way, going absolutely wild at this point. And when Peggy continued her aggravated rambling, they were only getting more stirred up.

And that's when Isa finally realized some answer to the questions puzzling her. Apparently Peggy was jealous. This seemed to be all about Alaina. Maybe Peggy had considered herself to somehow be her student, or friend, and now that the Amazon had been spending time with training Isa, the redhead considered her a threat? Obviously, Isa found the idea daft, but definitely plausible.

Normally, the Icelander would have probably just apologized to the aggravated woman about the situation, told her that there must be some misunderstanding, and tried to find a way to fix the situation. This time however, things were definitely going to be different, for at least three reasons.

One, Peggy's attitude. Her choices of words were unpleasant to say the least, and did indeed stir up quite some irritation inside the cool blonde. Two, Peggy had called her into the ring, obviously issuing a challenge to a match. Was Isa going to shy away from that? No. Three, the Angel of Ice had indeed planned to make her first appearance with her new look tonight, and having a match was just a plus. She was ready to fight.

Besides, she couldn't really be sure if this was just some kind of a test set up for her by Alaina after all...

So, it was clear where this thing was headed. But Isa still decided to play some time. First approaching Peggy, the blonde decided not to be left speechless in front of the confrontation.

"Wow... I must say... You're leaving me quite speechless..." the blonde began, before stopping right in front of the redhead, making her slight size advantage obvious to everyone. "It's very unfortunate to hear that you feel that way, and that I must accept your challenge now..." she continued, before turning her back to Peggy and proceeding towards a turnbuckle. Climbing on top of it, the Angel of Ice sat down on it, crossing her legs gracefully before continuing. "But you surely don't have any worry at all about my fake muscles..." the blonde kept on going while flexing her biceps to the crowds, before jumping down and proceeding up to the next turnbuckle to showcase her legs this time... "...and my fat blonde bimbo ass...", eventually jumping down and returning to meet Peggy in the center of the ring. "...so you have no worry whatsoever that a snowflake like me could kick your ass frozen, right?"

While Isa's tone had been all the time very innocent and cheerful, there had still been a slight hint of sarcasm in it, and the blonde was secretly hoping that it had actually been irritating the Irish redhead, at least as much as her attitude had been irritating her.

Peggy grit her teeth, shaking her head while Isa spoke the entire time. Peggy didn't verbally reply only crouching low as she awaited the ringing of the bell. She was on fire now and didn't care how much bigger Isa was than her. As soon as the bell rang the Irish woman screamed like a banshee and rushed in trying to rear back and fire away at Isa with a flurry of forearm smashes to the chest as well as knee strikes to the abdomen! Peggy was coming out swinging, looking to use pure intensity to overcome the gorgeous, muscular entirely statuesque blonde beauty standing in front of her now! "You ain't gonna be replacin' me anytime soon!" Peggy finally said while she swung wildly at Isa!

Isa had been secretly hoping that she had gotten Peggy at least a little bit irritated, but as soon as the bell had rung, the blonde had to briefly regret what she had been wishing for. She could guess that Peggy would be fierce right from the start, but the intensity with which the Irish redhead started shooting her forearm smashes and knee strikes still managed to surprise her!

Having to back off from the assault, everyone could see that Peggy was really bringing it to the Angel of Ice. And for a moment it even appeared that it all could be too much for Isa to handle, before the blonde quickly realized that she had to stop the assault, and fast! Obviously the Icelander was still in good strength at such an early stage of the match, and she could easily leverage it.

Falling on her knees after one particularly decisive-looking knee strike, momentarily it appeared that Isa would be in trouble. But then the blonde would suddenly try to grab hold of Peggy's legs, and lift her up, and to throw her up above her head behind her to the mat!

Peggy had Isa in her grasp until the muscular Icelandic powerhouse grabbed hold of Peggy and flipped her over her back! Peggy shook her head in shock as Isa began her throw and that ended up turning into a loud scream of pain as she smashed thunderously against the mat behind the statuesque woman! "AAARRRRGGGHHHHHHH!" Peggy howled as she arched her back, writhing on the canvas and squirming about as she was clearly hurting from the strong counter by Isa!

Peggy had begun this fight fiercely, on Isa's opinion unnecessarily fiercely, but the statesque blonde managed to halt her assault by throwing her high up and crashing to the mat! Panting a bit from all the early strikes already taken as she turned around to take a look at her work, the Angel of Ice could already witness Peggy writhing and squirming on the mat.

Her move had been a success and appropriate indeed, but maybe she should still give the Irish redhead a chance to regret and retreat her words and threats? Isa was kind enough to give her that chance...

Descending onto Peggy's back, Isa ceased the redhead's movement with her body, trying to take hold of her ankles to pull them into a tight Boston Crab hold! "OK, so, Peggy... Are you sure you want to do this? Do you really want to pick a fight with me?" the blonde queried with a concerned yet irritated tone.

Peggy was down on her back and hurting pride was also taking quite a hit. Isa was putting her in a painful hold but that was part of wrestling. Then she began to speak, talking to Peggy like some on-high wrestling muscle bound, gorgeous woman talking down to a normal person as if Peggy didn't deserve to share the ring with her. "Ya think you are too good for me and I'm in over my head? Let me show you how wrong you are!" Peggy said as she howled in pain trying her best to claw her way towards the ropes, Isa's weight and strength making this incredibly difficult although Peggys stubborn drive was nothing to be trifled with!

Isa had intended her words to be more of pacifying type, but they turned out to only increase Peggy's level of fury. Not exactly an expected effect from an Angel of Ice, but even for them it was hard to have opponents keeping their cool in a wrestling ring. And nothing seemed to be able to cool the Irish redhead down now - except some rough moves.

Isa really tried to lock in the Boston Crab hard, and she did, but at this early stage of the match keeping Peggy still was a task too difficult for even the mighty angel. Slowly but surely the redhead was advancing towards the ropes, and the blonde realized that it was only a matter of time before she'd reach her destination. Thus, it was wiser to let her go for now.

But was Isa going to just let her stand up freely? No. As she let go of Peggy, the Icelander got immediately back up herself, turning her sight to the woman between her and the ropes. Expecting her to be still trying to make her own way up, Isa tried to shoot a Roundhouse kick to the Irish woman's back, hoping to make her fall to the ropes!