Mercy Wrenn Vs. Cheerleader Lilly!

Lilly couldn't focus past the pain in her head. Mercy, out of nowhere, with no regard for how much she could hurt herself, slammed her forehead so hard down on the cheerleader's, she damn near blacked out. She couldn't even open her eyes, for feat that she might vomit.

When Mercy rolled her onto er back, she wanted to cry out. It hurt even to move her head that much. Where in all the hells did Mercy get the balls to do something like this?

"TWO!" came the second slap of the ref's hand. Lilly wanted to kick out. She wanted to give Mercy the most savage beating of her life. But she couldn't bring herself to try. She was so dazed, so nauseous, and in so much pain, she just couldn't...

"THREE!"

Mercy had her eyes shut so tightly that she could feel her throbbing head playing bongos in her skull.However, she was almost ssurprised when the final count actually came.

The ringing of the bell snapped her back I to reality and she lifted her head and opened her eyes. "I... did it?" She muttered and rolled off Lilly onto her back. Her chest heaved and she instantly grabbed her head and kicked at the mat.

"Owwwwwwwww!"

Lilly heard the roar of the crowd after the ref's hands slapped down for the final count of three, and all it served to do was make her throbbing headache worse. That, and fill her with a sense of rage and... something else. What was it... fear?

When Mercy rolled off of her, the cheerleader couldn't stop the tears from flowing now. She had risked everything, banked everything she had here in the AFW, just so she could have this one match to beat Mercy into an unrecognizable pulp. And she lost. She fucked up and the pink haired bimbo took advantage of her. It wasn't fair! IT WASN'T!

Lilly's hands moved up to her watery eyes. The realization set in more and more. She lost. And that meant... she had to quit the AFW. She had to leave forever. And because of that, she'd never be able to take her revenge on Mercy and Clyde. This was the one thing that she'd never be able to get Mercy back for.

"FUUUUUUUUUUCK!" Lilly finally let out, slamming her fists down on the mat at her sides. The exertion of the scream only made the headache worse, but she didn't care anymore. All she wanted to do was scream!

Mercy didn't want to move. When she pulled her hands away, she thought she saw some blood. Now she was in pain AND nauseous. However, Lilly's screaming partially jolted her back to reality and she rolled onto her side, groaning and looking at the fallen cheerleader.

Mercy silently panted for a few moments as she got on her hands and knees, her sweaty pink hair sticking all to her. She was sure she looked as bad as she felt. "G-get... out..." She said in a raspy pant.

"Get out of my life..." She declared firmly to Lilly with as much emphatic determination as her aching body and throbbing head could muster.

Lilly finally managed to open her eyes, looking over at the triumphant Mercy. There she was, beaten, battered, just like her. And yet she came out the winner. By some freak luck, she came out on top and ruined everything Lilly had worked for.

Lilly had to look away when Mercy told her to get out of her life. This time, there was no fighting it. This time, she HAD to do it. The cheerleader's plan backfired in the worst way imaginable.

She felt herself on the verge of a breakdown. But there was no way she was going to let Mercy see her like that. Not a chance. So with every ounce of energy she could muster, and going completely against what her body wanted, she forced herself up as quickly as she could before crawling out of the ring and walking briskly up the ramp, huffing and panting the whole way. She could hear the jeers of the crowd that loved to hate her; a sound she once relished in, now just a reminder of her humiliating loss.

Mercy watched Lilly take her walk of shame but she hurt too much to relish it more than with her eyes. Even as the referee bent over to lift her arm up, She winced. When she was done receiving her kudos, she rolled out of the ring and weakly wobbled over to Taylor. She had a weary smile on her face but she looked drained.

"You're a barbarian doing this for a career." She managed before touching her forehead and wincing. She couldn't get the throbbing out of her head and as she pulled her hand away, she had definitely seen blood.

That was all Mercy could take and she passed out right on her feet, collapsing against Taylor.

"Good job, Pinkie," Taylor said, and caught Mercy under the arms as she slumped against her. "Ooooookay..."

With some difficulty, she maneuvered Mercy around to pick her up for a piggy back ride, with her arms wrapped under her thighs to hold her up. She began Mercy's assisted victory lap, clomping one time around the ring before heading up the ramp.

"C'mon, do it with me," she urged Mercy. As the two of them passed Kelly, she held up a middle finger for her to enjoy. It felt good to take one away from Kelly, even if only through her training of Mercy.

"Future AFW champion, Mercy Wrenn!" She declared loudly, and jogged her way up the ramp with Mercy bouncing along on her back.

Kelly's mouth hung open after Mercy bashed her skull against Lilly, sending the cheerleader down while Mercy flopped over her. At first Kelly was certain there would be a kick out.

Then she grew worried.

Then silent.

Then she screamed.

"WHAAAAT!?!?" Kelly cied and the crowd would burst into loud cheers as the match finally concluded with Mercy the victor and Lilly...

Kelly looked to her comrade throwing a tantrum in the ring while Kelly stood their stunned and frozen, barely noticing the exchange between Lilly and Mercy before Taylor went to tend to the secretary. Kelly was too lost in the horrible realization that Mercy had actually managed to win, that there would be no revenge and her New Best (Bitch) Friend as leaving for good.

A moment later she started to rise up from her stupor and contemplated getting chair and thrashing Taylor and Mercy, but upon seeing Lilly slowly walk her way up the ramps, clearly defeated. Kelly felt sincere sadness and a desire to comfort her friend.

"Grrrrrrrr.... Fuck off! You've ruined all the fun, twat! You'll both be fucking sorry for this!!" Kelly returned Taylor and Mercy's middle finger with her own before jogging past the duo to reach Lilly, putting an arm over her shoulder.

"...Lets... Lets go." It was awkward to say but it as all Kelly could think of.