Title Match: Angel vs. Rainbow Mika!

Angel lied there, dazed from having Mika's ass slammed right into her face. She could feel her cheeks growing warm, their color darkening to a red shade of embarrassment, as she heard the catcalls and cheers of the crowd aimed towards Mika and her unorthodox attack. It was more than a little humiliating, and the thought of being struck by the attack caused more than a little anger to well up inside of Angel.

She stirred a bit, ready to get back up and take the fight back to that...that clown, but before she could even start to push herself up, in came Mika again. Angel couldn't do anything but stare up helplessly, as the Rainbow Warrior came flipping towards her. It boggled Angel's mind! Mika wasn't exactly a small girl, so just HOW could she move through the air like that?!

While she was trying to figure out this riddle, down came Mika, both of her knees slamming hard into the Latina's gut. Angel's eyes went wide, as her arms and legs jerked up into the air like gunshots. The air was violent forced from her body, as she lie there afterwards, gasping, panting for air. She barely even stirred as Mika then slide onto her, lifting one of her long, infamously strong legs into the air, the referee dropping down beside the two of them to begin a count.

"One!" she cried, her hand slapping the mat, the crowd already on the edge of their seats, wondering if Mika could actually get a quick win like this...

As the countdown began, Mika held her breath and maintained the pin as best she could, her upper body draped down against Angel as she pressed her weight against the Latina. Surely, though, her opponent wouldn't let herself be defeated this early?

"TWO," the ref went on.

Of course she wouldn't.

The moment the ref counted out the second number, Angel's entire body twitched, the Latina screaming out a loud, angry scream as she went to kick out from the pin. Her body bucked up, breaking the pin and hopefully throwing Mika off of herself in the process.

She was angry with herself. Mika had taken her by surprise, gotten a two-count pin over her this early in the match. It wouldn't be happening again though. As long as Angel could help it, there was no way she'd let Mika pin her again!

Angel's loud scream nearly make Mika jump, and she felt the Latina twist hard under her as she got a shoulder up. Taking a few deep breaths, Mika knelt upright, brushed her pigtails back, and simply gestured for her fans to start clapping. She would need a rhythm, after all, for what was coming next.

Grabbing at Angel's arm, Mika would move to drag the Latina up to her feet, before trying to slide an arm around her head and squeeze her next to her generous bosom. "Daydream Headlock!" she would announce, before using her free hand to slam punch after punch into Angel's forehead in one of her brutal signiature moves!

Before Angel could even think of getting up herself, Mika had grabbed her arm, yanking her up to her feet. The shock of how fast Mika had pulled her up left the Latina in a bit of a surprised daze, allowing the Rainbow Warrior to easily sneak her arm around her neck, trapping Angel in the headlock. She groaned, her face turning red as Mika smushed her up close to one of her large, soft breasts. If it was any other match, Angel might not have minded the closeness so much, but...this was an important match! And Mika had pissed her off, at that! She wasn't going to waste her time trying to enjoy the softness of Mika's tits!

As the Rainbow Warrior yelled out her attack name, Angel's arms slid upwards, wrapping around the waist of the blonde. Before Mika could throw even a single punch, the Latina would try to haul her right off her feet, trying to lift the pigtailed fighter up into a sudden Atomic Drop counter, hoping to be able to drop the woman right down over her knee!

Mika beamed as she dragged Angel to her feet, and managed to snag an arm around the other girl's head. Squeezing tightly, Mika stepped forward, parading Angel around a little for the fans. She figured she might as well rub in the humiliation where she could-- Angel had made the mistake of mocking her, and Mika was going to make sure to repay Angel for her mockery.

Just before she could wail on Angel's skull, however, the Latina's arms gripped tightly around her waist, lifting her off her feet. "Eh?" Mika gasped, just before she was brought down, hard, on Angel's outstretched knee in an atomic drop! Pain shot up from between her legs, and her entire body jolted. "AAAH!" she shrieked, toppling sideways to the mat, where she lay curled up in pain.

Angel let out a loud whoop as she slammed Mika down onto her knee, letting go of the blonde so that she could slide off to the mat. She straightened back up, standing over Mika with a cocky smirk. Taking a moment to bask in her minor moment, she turned away Mika, slowly taking a large, showy bow towards the audience, her own fans cheering loudly for her while the rest of the crowd had for than a few boos for her obvious disrespect towards the Rainbow Warrior.

She then turned back, reaching down to grab Mika by each of her pigtails again. "Glad you've got some handlebars for me to use, chica!" she teased, as she started to pull and yank on them, trying to pull Mika right back up to her feet. Once Mika was back up, she'd then go for one of the woman's wrists, trying to grab her tightly, then Irish whip her straight towards the furthest ropes of the ring.

"Ow," Mika whimpered as she lay on her side, her legs kicking fitfully in pain, "owowowowowow...." She should have known that a heel like Angel would try a low-down and dirty trick like that, and she felt angry at herself for leaving herself open to it as much as she felt angry at Angel herself. Slowly, though, she rolled over onto her front, still in quite a bit of pain from that hit between her legs as she tried to dig her knees into the mat and push herself up.

She quickly got some impromptu assistance as Angel grabbed at her pigtails, dragging her upright. "Ahhh..." Mika gasped, "th-that's not what they're there for!" Her protests were ignored, however, as the Latina whipped her towards the ring. Unable to stop herself, Mika bounced off the ropes and came running back...

...right where Angel was waiting for her.

The Latina braced herself, waiting for the Rainbow Warrior's return. As soon as she saw Mika hit the ropes and come running back towards her, Angel's entire body tensed, waiting for the right moment, waiting for the best time to strike. As soon as Mika ran into range, Angel's leg would suddenly come shooting straight up, a powerful kick aimed squarely for the chin of the Rainbow Warrior. Angel's kicks were no joke, and with any luck Mika would soon be learning that for herself.

Mika was unable to stop herself as she ran into the ropes, slamming into them and rebounding forcefully. As she came running back to Angel, however, she steadied herself, getting ready to drop low, duck behind the Latina and hopefully strike at her from behind...

Except Angel, unfortunately, was quicker. Where Mika expected the other girl to attack her with a clothesline, Angel instead lashed up with a booted heel that crunched solidly against her temple. Mika's head snapped back, and she collapsed onto her back as though shot, lying spread eagled directly in front of the Latina. Many members of the crowd gasp: none of them had seen Mika simply get floored by a kick like that before.