Taylor Parker vs. Silver Ace (Complete)

Junko was watching the match and nodded when Ace was put in the half crab. She could feel the rookie starting to figure out how large the gap in talent was, but as Taylor called out to her, Junko raised a curious eyebrow. She reached into the sleeve of her kimono and pulled out her fan, unfolding it with a deft gesture to hide her smile and cover her chuckle. "You naughty girl." She breathed quietly to herself behind her fan.

The elder woman began to casually stroll around to where Tai would normally be standing and closed her fan for the moment. "Well, if I were Kamiya-san, I might hop up on the ring apron." She said as she did just that. "Lean forward." She also did that. "And ask for Taylor-san's number! If she's distracted, you take advantage of it and, if she pitches away a perfectly good marriage and opportunity for children, and if I have no fear of being murdered by her mother-in-law, than that's a bonus!"

Junko hopped down off the apron while the referee leered at her. "Ah, but if it was me, I'd just tell you to keep the fight near the ropes. Taylor-san won't be able to keep an effective submission on you and, if you're smart, you can use your position to aide you against her experience, fufu."

Taylor laughed out loud, but she didn't play along with Junko's little game. She had a job to do. "Ooh, I love the ropes!" She said. It was true, she preferred to avoid the middle of the ring much of the time. The ropes gave people less room to avoid her, and helped her stay out of pesky submissions.

She dashed past Ace and leapt at the ropes, landing with both feet on the middle one before springing off and arching into a pretty backflip while the crowd cheered the airborne wrestler. Her legs swung over her head in a big arc, aimed for her shins to slam into Ace's head as she landed on her stomach.

Ace didn't appreciate Junko's mocking, but had little chance to complain about it, as Taylor's shins smashed into her skull, colors exploding in her vision as she held her head with both hands, dazed and groaning.


The crowd cheered for Taylor's high flying move, in love with the girls attitude and antics, while meanwhile, at home, Tai raged while watching the match on TV.

Taylor bounced up to her feet, energized by the intoxicating feeling of success, of being in control of her opponent. She stood astride Ace's body with her feet spread apart and cocked her hips and her head to the side with a provocative grin and a wink for the crowd. The black leather of her fingerless gloves creaked as she tightened her fists.

Then she bent down and threw herself into a standing backflip, turning three quarters of the way in the air and splashing down flat on top of the hurting rookie below. She laid parallel on top of her and shoved her forearm into Ace's face, turning her head to the side and pinning it down as the ref jumped to it.

"One!"

Ace groaned, Taylor's backflip splash causing her limbs to stretch upwards, before hitting the mat, leaving her panting and groaning as Talylor's body pinned her to the mat.

"Two!"

Ace eye's widened in panic, the girl struggling and finally forcing one up, reaching as high as she could, lifting her shoulder up off the mat.

It wasn't a kick out, but Ace's shoulder managed to clear itself off the mat enough that the ref broke the pin, calling it as a 2 count.

Aww. What a letdown. Not that Taylor fully expected Ace to lay down for her, but it was worth a shot.

She didn't hesitate after Ace broke the count. As the girl's arm shot up, Taylor grabbed hold of her wrist and spun her body to wrap her legs around the shoulder. She fell onto her back and wrenched on Ace's arm, pulling it into a straight armbar and pushing her hips up off the mat to hyper-extend the elbow.

"What did she tell you about the middle of the ring, dude?" She laughed. "Do you know why she's here and Tai's not? While we're here, I might as well explain it to you."

Ace gritted her teeth as her own kick out was turned against her, now trapped in a painful armbar hold.

Forced to listen to more of Taylor's taunts, Ace stayed on her back , as she bent her sore knee, testing it to make sure it would hold up. It hurt, but it responded well enough.

"W..Why? To piss me off?"

She growled back, bending her knees and placing her feet flat on the mat, pushing them off the mat to turn her body away from Taylor's, the shift in balance allowing Ace to roll her body over onto her stomach. Taylor's armbar hold mostly negated, Ace grabbed her legs and folded Taylor's body up in a quick pin!

"One!"

That was one reason.

Taylor didn't give Ace the dignity of a two count. She kicked hard and uncoiled her body like a spring, and rolled back over her shoulder. She hopped forward from her crouching position and kicked both boots out at Ace's chest in a short dropkick.

Ace was in no position to counter, Taylor's booted feet kicking against both of her breasts, damn near flattening them and knocking Ace onto her back, legs raising and folding over her body, the momentum causing her to flip over and land on her stomach.

She let out a low groan, trying to push herself up.

Taylor pounced on Ace as she was getting up and grabbed two handfuls of her hair. She kept her bent over and backed up to drag her along.

"Daddy paid your way into wrestling..." she said. She stopped in the center of the ring and raised her arm up high before hammering her forearm down on Ace's back. "Tai got you into the big time..." She pulled Ace's head forward and trapped it between her legs. "It's time you earned something for yourself!"

She bent to wrap her arms around Ace's waist, bent her knees to get under her weight, and heaved to lift her off the mat.