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Valley wasn’t an expert on MMA - in truth, she couldn’t remember the last time she’d even watched a full match. But she was familiar enough with the sport to know that having your back to your opponent, for so much as a single second, was a bad thing. In fact, the only thing worse was having your back to your opponent while you were on the ground.

That was the position she found herself in, but unlike in the UFC or something like it, there was a way to escape this bad position before it became exponentially worse: the ropes. Just one little tug, and she’d be safe. That was all she needed.

If Alicia didn’t stop her, that was.

She didn’t look back. She didn’t have to look back to know what was coming up behind her, that Alicia was about to come on her like the wrath of god. Valley tried to reach the ropes before that happened, but sure enough, the redhead flopped on top of her and stopped her progress.

Knowing what would be coming next all too well, Valley kicked off and tried to swing her hips out from underneath Alicia’s body, attempting to get her lower body as far away from the Scissor Queen's fabled legs as physically possible.

Valley had been doing a pretty good job of crawling for the ropes but, unfortunately for her, she wasn’t fast enough to make it before Alicia landed on her back. Instantly, she was scrambling forward, settling her weight on the small of the blonde’s spine and pressing her torso against Valley’s back.

Not that the experienced wrestler was sitting still but the MMA fighter knew how to deal with that.

Splaying her own legs out wide, the redhead made sure the veteran couldn’t escape what was coming. All she needed to do was keep Valley’s body under hers while she went about trapping the high flyer’s arms in the Full Nelson.

Then she’d use that to roll them over so Valley was on top, cinch her legs in around the blonde’s ribs and let her thighs do their thing. Nor, despite this being a sparring session, was Alicia holding back. Oh no, she was going to give the other wrestler a taste of full power uninhibited by leg injuries.

At this point, Alicia didn’t want to win the match. What she did want to do was brutalise Valley’s ribcage to the point the blonde couldn’t physically interfere while she went after Chris.

Some might think that was a tiny bit extreme but, to the British kickboxer, it made perfect sense. She wanted to turn the three way into just her versus Chris and there wasn’t a way to actually eliminate Valley. So she needed to make sure she stayed down.

Simple enough.

There was a small hope in Valley’s mind, a little thought that, maybe, just maybe, Alicia wasn’t going to go for what she thought she was about to go for. Either way, she was making a mad try for an escape, but the redhead had plenty of moves in her repertoire. Maybe she wouldn’t go for the absolute worse one.

That hope was dashed when she felt those arms coming up beneath her shoulders and the full nelson locked in. All of the sudden, a shrill shock ran up her spine, as if her body itself remembered what would be coming next and was instinctively terrified.

She tried to fight. She squirmed. She kicked. But, at the end of the day, she was a smaller woman giving up at least forty pounds. Escape was just not in the cards.

The legs came around her and then the suffering began. Valley’s one saving grace was that, compared to last time, she was relatively fresh - in fact, this was the first real move she’d suffered in the match, not counting what they’d all gone through beforehand. But, really, it didn’t matter all that much. 100% or 1%, Alicia’s bodyscissors were torture, and it would wear her down. Eventually.

Desperate, Valley bridged her legs and tried the pinning trick again, the same one that had gotten her out of this last time. She seriously doubted Alicia would fall for it twice, but it was a chance she was willing to take.

Alicia Wells’ speciality was the bodyscissors. Call it a figure-four, call it a bodytriangle, call it the End of All Hope – call it anything, but it was something she was very good at. Valley knew that and the second she felt the vice closing around her, she started fighting.

At the same time, everything was against her. Weight, position, Alicia’s full nelson. All against her and, at the end of the day, all that fighting just wasted energy.

So, instead, she tried the same thing that had worked for her last time. And she was still fresher than last time.

Of course, there were other things that were different this time as well.

If Valley was fresher, so was Alicia. And she was on two good legs as opposed to one and a wounded limb.

Equally as importantly, the big redhead was now wise to that particular trick. On feeling her shoulders hit the mat, she didn’t panic. Instead she wrenched her legs to the side, bucking her hips hard to shatter Valley’s bridge and take them both on to their sides.

”Not again,” She hissed, yanking up on the full nelson and cinching in the bodytriangle until her calf felt like it’d cut all the way through to Valley’s spine.

Alicia knew she was on the clock. Time was a-wasting, Chris would be back sooner rather than later, and she needed to put Valley out of action before she got double-teamed.

Again.

Alicia was hardly the first person to put Valley in a bodyscissors. While it was fairly uncommon in the AFW, she’d come across the move plenty in Slamazons and on the indies. It was always a great way to grind on your opponent while not expending too much energy on your part, wear away on them and rebuild your own energy reserves.

But, in her experience, there wasn’t any scissors quite like Alicia’s scissors. They didn’t just hurt, they didn’t just make it hard to breath, they didn’t just bend your bones.

They were excruciating, the kind of pain that almost always heralded an injury or meant you already had one.

It wasn’t hard to breath, it was near impossible. It felt like her organs were flattening, crushing against each other in ways that were never meant to be.

Valley’s bones weren’t bending, they were breaking. She could hear the cracks. She could feel the sloshing.

She didn’t want to give up, but this was an impromptu match in front of a crowd that couldn’t be above fifty. She had a title shot coming up in a few weeks. She wasn’t taking an injury over this.

”I…” She stammered, shuddered, shook. ””I...”

From her vantage point outside the ring, Chris watched as her fellow Californian and Alicia battled. First Val trapped the redhead in the Valley Lock, only to have the Brit eacape and then catch her in a crushing bodyscissors.

Things looked bad for Val, and Chris figured she should go save her friend.

Wait. This was every woman for herself, which meant she had to contend with both of the other women.

Chris climbed back into the ring as stealthily as someone her size could be. Alicia had just turned both women onto their sides. Striding over to them, Chris bent down, her arms going around Alicia's waist and rolling her so that she would be on top of Valley.

"Hello ladies." Chris said in a deadpan voice as she worked "Miss me?"

Then, in a sudden display of power and strength that would make the crowd gasp and "Oohhh!" in wonder, the former Wrestle Angel champion would lift Alicia by the waist... and by extension, the trapped Valley Doll, off the mat. Arching her back as she gave a loud roar of effort, Chris went into a deadlift German suplex, slamming both Alicia and Valley into the mat!

Alicia was a big woman, and Val, while no heavyweight, added another hundred and something pounds to the load. Yet Chris has delivered a mat rattling power move to them at once, proving to everyone watching that, no matter what they thought about the legitimacy or her title reign, she had earned the moniker of 'The Phenomenon of Heaven'! The crowd cheered in amazment as Chris rose to her feet, surveying her handiwork.....

For her part, Alicia also had a tough choice coming up.

Keep the hold, let Valley tap and maybe the match was done. Maybe it wasn’t, maybe she’d just eliminated the veteran – that was the best option. But standard three way to her knowledge didn’t mean elimination rules. Or she could let the blonde go and hope she’d worked those ribs enough to take her out of contention while she went after Chris Morgan.

Either way, having reduced both blondes to writhing submission with her finisher, the British amazon had definitely shown her power.

The chant more than a few of the fans had struck up – ‘Scissor Queen! Scissor Queen!” – made that part more than clear.

Whatever she’d have done was destined to become irrelevant as she was rolled over and swept up by a force of nature.

A force called Chris Morgan, who promptly asked if they’d missed her.

Alicia might have had something to say by way of a response.

She could have stood to ‘miss’ Chris Morgan for a while longer. But she was a bit busy, what with being hefted up and over to be slammed on her head and shoulders by a certified blonde powerhouse.

Of course, there was a bit of a side effect to that. The shock of the impact sent a jolt down Alicia’s spine, her brain instinctively doing what it did – tightening the muscles up and down her body. Including the body triangle she’d still got locked on Valley, meaning that those big thighs were about to tighten even more on the smaller blonde.

Only for a moment, of course, before the submission popped open like a broken lock as Alicia tried to roll into a ball to clutch her abused skull.

Whether Valley was about to submit or not, the world would never know. Common wisdom would say yes, since the words were forming on her tongue, but that was the same case last time, too. Granted, she’d had a way out last time. This time, Alicia seemed to have her dead to rights

Valley couldn’t tell them herself, because her mind went into a tizzy a moment later, and she honestly had no memory of what she was thinking. Mostly, she was just confused. She heard Chris’ voice, then all of the sudden Alicia apparently grew wings and started flying. That was the only explanation she could think of for why she was getting hurled through the air like this. /Either that or Chris was lifting them. Both of them. At the same time. That had to be impossible, even for her.

Right?

Wrong.

Sure enough, the bestial Chris Morgan’s pure power was on full display. Valley squealed as she was hauled upwards, partly from the rush, partly from the crippling pain going through her midsection as Alicia clamped down tighter than ever. A moment of extreme pain, and then she flung away, her limp body crashing down hard on her shoulders. She flopped away, lifeless, rolling once before she wound up facedown on the floor.

”Ow…Mary, Mother...” She muttered, her muffled voice buried into the mat. ”Alicia...you still alive?”

Chris looked as Alicia and Valley nursed themselves in the aftermath of the car crash-like attack she had put them through. If she needed any proof that her focused training had her strength still at it's peak, then there it was.

Valley had been on the recieving end of Alicia's crushing scissors before being sent nearly head over heels, so she was probably the worst off of the two. Not to mention, Alicia seemed more resilient than her fellow Californian. So, Chris moved to the redhead first.

Reaching down, Chris hauled the Brit to her feet by her arm. Once standing, the blonde would Alicia's head under her arm while getting a hand to grip the redhead's outfit at the waist. Then Chris lift Alicis up and over at a good rate of speed, looking to drive the other woman's back against the mat with a snap suplex....

It’d be easier in some ways if Alicia wasn’t still alive. She thought it’d probably hurt less. But, as she was, Valley got a vague grunt of acknowledgement by way of reply. Having taken the hit not only with all the force the big blonde brought to the suplex but also with Valley’s weight on top of that, the British fighter was temporarily stunned.

Which meant that she didn’t really react as a hand clamped around her wrist and used it to pull her back up to standing.

Alicia wasn’t quite a ragdoll in Chris’ grip but she certainly wasn’t doing much to resist as she was hefted to her feet. It was only when her head was tucked down under the blonde’s arm that she started to think about resisting and…

Well, Alicia was substantially more experienced with wrestling than she had been back when she first fought Valley. But she was still not that great at blocking throws and slams. So no chance for her to block the snap suplex before Chris sent her up and over. Landing flush on her back, the big redhead arched up, an arm instinctively going to nurse her abused spine.

For the moment, the Phenom certainly had the upper hand – what was she going to do next?