[Pendant Match]Angel and Mayu vs. Taylor and Tsumi!

It almost seemed like the two women really were that similar, as Taylor moved in towards Angel and fired off her elbow. Angel was ready for her though, and when the attack in, the Latina slid quickly to the side, the attack just narrowly missing her.

"Thought you were faster than that?" Angel taunted Taylor, continuing her movement, trying to slide behind the young punk. Once there, she would try and throw her arms up, attempting to latch one of them around Taylor's neck with a simple sleeper hold.

Taylor's hands flew up to grasp Angel's arm before she could sink in her sleeper. That would be embarrassing, if she got choked out that fast. She shoved herself backward into Angel to make her stumble back and to buy herself some space, and then she threw her butt back into Angel's hips and jerked down on her arm, twisting as she did to toss the latina over her shoulder.

Angel stumbled back as Taylor's butt shoved backwards into her, doubling over very slightly. The girl had good reflexes too, it seemed. She was quick, and not just the running kind of quick.

Next thing she knew, Taylor was jerking her arm, trying to flip her over her shoulder. Off the ground Angel was lifted, only to fall right back onto it, ending up sitting on her rump right in front of Taylor, a mix of confusion and surprise playing across her face.

"Ha!" Taylor laughed down at Angel, and at everyone in the world who thought she was just a one trick pony. She kept her hold on Angel's arm and dragged her up to her feet, and then put a hand on Angel's back, hopped forward, and flung her off toward the ropes.

She threw her arms out and struck a quick, cute, sultry pose with her hips kicked out to one side. The crowd was right on cue with the cat calls, and then just as quickly Taylor got back into business mode, standing in a half crouch and waiting for Angel's return trip.

Angel let Taylor pull her up, offering no resistance to the punk as she was flung towards the ropes. She struck them hard, bouncing off of them right back towards the blue-haired girl. As she bounced back though, she managed to get a bit of control over herself, using the momentum off the ropes to break into a full run towards Taylor, not just a wild bounce. As she neared her opponent, the Latina suddenly threw up one leg, aiming a kick straight up towards Taylor's jaw, pleased that she was crouched down to make things easier on her.

Taylor was just about to spring her evil plan on Angel, when suddenly...

"Shit!" Taylor got out. She managed to get her hands up between Angel's foot and her face and turned her head to the side, but the kick only blew through Taylor's guard and slammed her own hands into her face. The force of it knocked her over backwards, but as soon as she hit the mat she was scrambling again, somewhere between standing and all fours.

"Gotcha~!" Angel grinned at the feeling of her kick slamming into Taylor, despite the fact it was blocked. Taylor went down, and Angel drew back slightly from her. She wanted to keep going, keep her momentum moving, so after letting the girl rise up some, she bounced back towards her, swinging a second kick towards the side of her head.

Taylor got to her feet, and with her head still mostly clear she reacted quickly. She rushed in to meet Angel and just barely ducked under her kick, and stepped past to come up behind her. She cocked her arm back, and as Angel turned to face her, she lunged at her and swung a sharp clothesline at Angel's throat.

Even as her kick whiffed on Taylor's skull, Angel turned quickly to meet the girl. Instantly it registered in her mind what Taylor was planning on doing to her. The Latina's instincts took over and she naturally ducked down, under the clothesline, popping back up behind Taylor. Unlike the punk though, Angel wasn't going to wait for her opponent to turn and face her. She quickly lunged towards Taylor, trying to throw her arms around her waist. Once she felt that she had a nice, secure hold on her, Angel then tried to haul the girl off her feet, trying to throw her backwards with a simple German suplex.

Taylor stumbled a couple steps as her clothesline missed, throwing her off balance. Before she could turn around, Angel's arms locked around her waist. "No!" She protested, she tried to shove Angel's hands down toward her hips to screw up her leverage, but it was too late, up she went and back until she was dumped on her upper back.

The crowd gave a collective "Ohhhh!" at the impressive slam and the impressive sight of Angel's lithe and curvaceous body bridged back for the suplex. Taylor chose to ignore the eye-full of her ass the position gave the camera, and she quickly rolled to the side, cradling the back of her head with both hands.

"Ow." She complained, one eye squeezed shut and the other on Angel.