Kalling out the Koalition!

Akashi was feeling good. Even though her and Taylor and the girls had been put through setbacks lately, she was feeling good. "I didn't get a concussion when Saito-san hit me with that ring bell, Imotuo-chan." Akashi said, grinning at Taylor. "Is it sad that I'll take that as a victory?" Akashi laughed. "It doesn't matter, let's just take care of business." Akashi punched her fist into her palm right as their music started up.

"Let the girls catch up if they want. We don't need them though. Not tonight! It's been too long since we've done something like this."

Akashi burst out from the backstage arena with Taylor and the crowd was already raucous. She rushed down the ramp with one arm raised high while the other hand had a microphone. She had a she wanted to get off her ample chest and she was dressed for action, clad in her red leopard print mawashi and red sports bra with stylized shide emblazoned on her left breast.

Akashi hopped up and sat on the middle rope, pushing it up to give an opening for Taylor before she slid in herself and turned to soak in the audience's cheers. "Kami! Kaze! Kami! Kaze!" was the chant.

"I don't know if there's anything left in there to concuss," Taylor said, knocking on Akashi's head with her knuckles.

She burst through the curtain in her ring gear and bounded to the front of the ramp with spring loaded steps. She raised her fists in the air and crowed. Akashi charged on ahead, but Taylor put the jets on and streaked past her like she was standing still, and made a lap around the ring to slap hands with the fans before coming back to where Akashi was holding the ropes open. She ignored the gap in the ropes and instead jumped off of Akashi's shoulder and over the top, turning a shooting star backflip before hitting the mat with both feet. She stuck the landing.

"HEYYYY!!" She shouted at the crowd, arms open wide. She skipped in a circle around the ring, arms out like an airplane, and then grabbed Akashi's wrists and tugged her to the middle of the ring where she raised Akashi's hand high in the air.

"Arigatooooo!" She cried, and then looked to Akashi and elbowed her in the ribs. She'd let her talk first this time. Taylor always talked first.

Akashi bowed when Taylor raised her hand. She had a big smile on her face and nodded along with Taylor's sentiment. "Hai! Arigatou gozaimasu!" She then raised both her fists in the air. "NIIIPOOOON!" She shouted and the crowd roared.

Akashi took a deep breath and looked over the audience. "I will try not to be very long. There's not a whole lot to say with words. I'm here to talk about Kelly Conway." She had to wait a few seconds through the booing. "And you might wonder why, considering she's been making a mess of things lately, why, or how, we could come out here with smiles on our face. Well, it's pretty easy. All of us are done playing games!"

Akashi puffed out her chest. "That's right. She wants to sneak around and be a dirty bitch. She wants to try and hire a gang and interfere in our match, well, we're tired of that so we're going to do what we do BEST!"

Akashi pointed at the ramp. "KELLY CONWAY!" She bellowed. "You can bring everyone! Every person you think follows you around like a puppy! Bring the whole damn roster! Bring chairs, ladders, brass knuckles, poison mist! BRING A TANK!" Akashi barked. "Because IT'S NOT GOING TO BE ENOUGH! Today, Akashi Tanikaze, Taylor Parker, Kamikaze, THE HIGURASHI DOJO, AND ANYONE ELSE WHO'S TIRED OF YOU!" The crowd roared. "Takes the fight to you and doesn't stop until you're flat on your butt in the middle of this ring, UNDERSTAND!?"

Taylor raised her microphone to her lips and pointed up the ramp with Akashi.

"YEAH!"

And she left it at that. She glanced at Akashi with a lopsided grin before turning her attention solely to whoever was woman enough to show up.

Kelly was resting in the lounge, mulling over recent events regarding a member of her posse who had yet to even respond to her texts or calls. It worried and infuriated her.

The TV was on and showing Friction and she was paying very little attention to it. Looking up at it only once with a passing glance before suddenly looking back at it hastily once again to see Akashi Tanikaze and Taylor Parker of the fucking Higurashi Dojo!

"The hell!?" She turned up the volume on the TV and heard the two best skanks call her her out, daring her to bring The Coalition to the party.

Kelly sat on the couch, fuming, clinching her fists tightly before grabbing the Friction Title and hugging it to her chest. "Who do they think they are!? Calling the shots!?" Kelly growled before pulling out of her phone to send several text messages.

Meet me at the entrance ramp, ASAP!

No one came out.

And then... Rosie popped onto the ramp. She tried not to look too intimidated by the pair down there.

"Right... A-and introducing, y-YOUR AFW WORLD C-CHAMPION, KELLY CONWAY AND THE WORLD'S G-GREATEST ALLIANCE.... THE COALITION!" Phew. Made it.

Being a notoriously infamous and reviled cause celebre among the AFW roster was akin to practically having free reign over the building wherever she ventured. Time may have passed since her last major outing, but the stigma of her actions seemed irreparably branded on her like a scarlet letter tattooed on her forehead. People hugged the walls of hallways, graciously hopped off any exercise machine she was eyeing, and in general cleared a wide path for her wherever her bunny eared yet somehow imposing figure should roam...

...and inwardly D.B. couldn't have been more pleased. Clad in her skin-tight black jeans with her black tank top with a purple bunny skull and crossbones on the center, D.B. was suppressing a devious smirk whenever other wrestlers gave her wide berth as she traversed down the halls this day. It may have come about in a roundabout way but it felt like she was finally getting the proper reaction to her presence, fearful intimidation and overdue respect. It was the sole reason she partnered up with Kelly in the first place, suffering through her high pitched voice and the drama that came along with making her World Champion. Now D.B. finally felt like she could sit back, kick her feet up, and enjoy the fruits of her labor-

*Beep*

Meet me at the entrance ramp, ASAP!

D.B. grimaced at the text message that had stopped her in her tracks and ruined her cheerful? mood on the spot. She certainly didn't recall agreeing to be at Kelly's every beck and call like a fucking lapdog. Not hearing from Kelly for months gave her the delightful notion that their business was concluded and they could both go on their merry...apparently not the case. Her initial reaction was to just keep on walking down that hallway towards that shining exit...nothing good could come of this...just keep on walking...it's right there...

"...shit."

Chucking her gym bag into a nearby locker, D.B. begrudgingly stomped in the direction of the entrance ramp. The echoing raucous from the audience made her mentally psyche herself up before taking center stage once more, her hands in her pockets as she went against her better instinct and marched out once again into the public eye. A listless, bored look to her eyes as she scanned the audience who was booing bloody murder at them, taking her place right next to Kelly and representing the despised "Coalition" one more time...If anything, at the end of all this she and Kelly can have a lovely chat about texting her orders like that.

Haruna looked down upon her cell phone with a scowl. As the newest 'member' of that detestable woman's coalition, she had little choice but to play along with Kelly's idiotic games until she managed to squeeze enough power and information as she could out of this little team.

Fortunately (or unfortunately), Haruna happened to be nearby and up to her usual sneaking about, meaning she could respond and show up relatively quickly. As poor of a taste as it left in her mouth, she still accepted it was better to try and curry some favor with her so-called employer.

Doing her hardest to not look disgusted, Haruna silently stepped out on the entrance ramp, standing with her arms crossed behind Kelly and the other woman she recognized, but had not actually met, D.B.

Next, was Dark Angel. She wore her black hoodie and sweatpants, along with another kitsune mask. Just like the others, she had her arms crossed when she came out, settling in to the far left. She knew the names of the others but unlike with Kelly, hadn't actually talked to them that much. And even though she didn't acknowledge them, she liked to think they all shared the same hatred she did.

And that was really all she needed to know.

Karisma had been watching from the backstage area when the pair issued their challenge. It was very interesting indeed. The two ugly duckings in a row squawking. She looked down when her phone buzzed and smiled. She then looked up at the blonde next to her. She had known about the deal Brittany had made.

"So, you are not coming?" She asked, not waiting for an answer. "I would say that it should be interesting to watch at the very least. Come, enjoy the front row seat and maybe something interesting will happen."

Not long after, Karisma slipped out from the back stage area and joined the growing group. She slipped to the right of the back and instead of crossing her arms, tilted her body and posed beautifully, smiling at Taylor and Akashi.