Taylor Parker vs. Silver Ace (Complete)

Bent over, Ace was getting even more frustrated. Now Taylor wasn't just taunting her, but outright insulting her, saying she had done nothing for herself. As if the 4 years she spent getting here, living in the dumps of Mexico, nearly breaking her leg in Germany, the deathmatch tournament she won here in Japan less than a year ago for some crappy indy league which had left scars on her shoulder and back, and had gotten her noticed by Tai, leading to her entering AFW, were nothing!


Feeling herself being lifted up, she kicked her legs frantically to shift her balance, placing her feet back on the mat and pressing upwards with her head, lifting the equally weighing blonde up and over her body, tossing her over with a back body drop!

"Shitshitshit!"

Taylor failed to lift her opponent and then found herself going over instead. She landed on her back with a ring-rattling crash, and the crowd responded with a collective "ohhh" and a round of applause for the reversal. Fair enough.

She winced in pain and arched her back, her shoulders pulling back involuntarily as she got back up as quickly as she could, turning to face her opponent before the upstart could follow up on her.

Ace, having fully stood when she threw Taylor off of her, was able to turn around before Taylor was fully ready.

Glaring, Ace lashed out, kicking one leg up and out towards Taylor, Ace turning her body sideways and side stepping into the kick as her foot snapped upwards in a flash. A Silver Flash Superkick to be exact, one of Ace's finishing moves, aimed right for Taylor's jaw!


"Take this!"

Taylor turned to charge at Ace and ran face-first into her heel.

"UGH!"

The force of it blaster her back, snapped her head back hard enough to give her whiplash, and she fell on her upper back with enough momentum that she flopped onto her stomach, just like Ace had a moment earlier. She laid face down and sprawled out, and completely motionless.

The crowd, for the first time sent the match began, went loud for Ace, letting out a loud "OOHHHHH!!!!" as Taylor fell to Ace's finisher, the blow coming nearly out of nowhere from their perspective.

Ace moved to Taylor's side, moving slower with her weakened leg slowing her up a bit. She dropped to her knees and forced Taylor over to her back, grabbing both of her legs and hooking them, her shoulders on Taylor's chest as she pulled both of her legs up in a pin. If this worked, Ace thought, it would propel her to heights unknown!

The entire crowd, watching intently, chanted along with each count.

"ONE!"

Taylor's eyes were still closed tight when the ref's hand hit the mat, and she was still a rag doll when the refs hand came down for a second time.

"TWO!" The whole arena counted.

Taylor's head was so deep she was drowning. She blinked repeatedly, but everything remained blurry and dizzy and oddly sideways. The ref's hand went up and hung in the air for a tense moment before it came down for the count of three.

But just before it hit, Taylor kicked, her first signs of life since being flattened. Her shoulder didn't come up far, but far enough, and with her hand inches from the mat and the three count, the ref stood up and held up two fingers on each hand. "Two!"

Taylor slumped onto her side, her chest heaving as she struggled to get her scattered brain together. Her hands fished around for something to grab onto, some part of Ace that she could fight.

Juno's face had gone from delightfully jovial to serious quickly when it seemed like Ace suddenly turned the tide and even managed to secure a two count. She gasped audibly when Taylor kicked and she had to admit that her stomach was beginning to knot up from the thought that Taylor was a swift second away from being upset.

"Ok, Taylor-san!" Junko said, trying to keep the worry out and the stern, scolding tone in. "You can stop messing around now. She knows well enough how to take instructions!"

The crowd, having been silent after the second count, let out a mighty roar of cheers as Taylor managed to kick out.

Ace couldn't believe it. She was so close! One more second, half a second, would have won her the match. Taylor was far more then just hype, Ace had to believe that now. Getting to her feet, Ace bent down and grabbed Taylor by the hair, pulling her up to her knee's. Then, in a move made most of the crowd wince, Ace got payback for Taylor punching her breast earlier, backing up and swinging her good leg, delivering a hard kick to Taylor's chest, her shin slamming into Taylor's breasts!

Looking at Junko, Ace gave her a smirk.


"After I win, maybe you'll try to sign me on, huh!?"

She yelled, being sassy, yet still respectful, towards the older, and quite attractive woman. She was Taylor's mom after all, and even with her wanting to beat Taylor, she didn't want to be some horrible bitch.

Taylor hung limp in Ace's grasp, dangling by her blond hair as she automatically obeyed the pain in her scalp and struggled halfway up. She got to her knees and then put one foot on the mat, but her legs wobbled and she failed to get up and further. Then Ace's shin pounded her across the chest.

"Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!" She wailed in pain, and fell onto her side, clutching her arms across her modest bust. She bit her bottom lip and rolled onto her stomach, her hips up slightly off the mat, and kicked her feet against the mat one after the other. The sudden shock of pain restored a certain horrible clarity to her dizzy head, and she let out little pained moans while she struggled to get a grip. She knew Ace wasn't going to let up. She didn't have time to be hurt.

Junko watched as Ace continued to hammer on Taylor. As well as taunt her some more. Her fingers dug into the apron and she lowered her head, trying to keep a grin on her face. "If you win, the first thing we'll do is head to the offices and draw up some paper work."

Junko leaned in. "But, WHEN you lose, you'll be Taylor-san's training dummy for a week! Fufufu~"