Tag Team Title match! Imperial Order (c) vs Pride Queens! [FWC]

Considering the length of time Kyoko had been in the match and the resulting fatigue her battered body was no doubt coping with, Gwendolyn expected scant resistance if any at all from the weary Pride Queen as she set her up for the potentially devastating suplex.

Instead, Gwen was met with Kyoko intertwining their legs together alongside some jarring strikes to the side of her head. The heiress gritting her teeth from every irritating obstruction until she found herself wrapped up in a side headlock, her eyes widening her eyes before being tugged forward and having her face implanted in the bulldog counter.

"GAH!" Gwen yelled out in pain before bouncing off and to the side after the ring-shaking face slam, the heiress wincing and remaining momentarily motionless as she laid there sprawled out on the mat. Throngs of cheering fans now rallying behind Kyoko and the first sign of life she had in this match for a good while.

Panting Kyoko was glad that her bulldog was able to drop Gwen and give her space to breathe. Taking a second she rolled to her front and made a small crawl towards her corner where a very eager Amy was waiting for her. Hand extended and a vicious look on her face as Kyoko slowly but surely makes it over to her for the tag.

"Finally!" She screams out as she jumps out of the corner and homes in on Gwendolyn. Running in towards her with her arm out and fist closed as she tried to take her down with a clothesline to the face. Not stopping there she would run towards Akiha in the corner and try to connect with a punch to the face while she was at it.

The imagery of both tag team opponents splayed out in the middle of the ring reignited the despondent audience into a whipped up frenzy as they chanted and rhythmically stomped their feet in encouraging support for Kyoko to make the much needed tag out. The hyped up crowd not having much to cheer for in the last few minutes, and were now aching to see the hot tag unleash the caged Pride Queen...

...and that palpable excitement exploded upon Amy being tagged in!!

Gwen herself was only just than stumbling to her feet while Kyoko was making her arduous crawl. The heiress was dazed and confused with a numbing pain in her elegant visage with no clue as to what was transpiring. Though she would be relatively quick on the catch up as she turned in place only to be mowed back down by the stampeding lariat!! The back of her golden curled head smacking the mat upon impact, Gwen was briefly curled up into a ball before she rolled over with the residual momentum until she slumped face down onto the canvas. She instinctively pushed herself back to her feet, but it was mostly on subconscious instinct with a wobbly and discombobulated stance from a ring that simply refused to stop spinning.

Akiha was at her corner, now recovering from the attacks she had taken.  She would watch as Gwendolyn took control of the match and worked Kyoko over.  But things suddenly went bad, as Kyoko managed to reverse things and tag her partner in.  Akiha was annoyed but she was hoping that maybe Gwendolyn could manage to turn things around.  Yet her blonde partner would be sent down to the ground as Amy hit her with a clothesline.

The Japanese wrestler would then see Amy charging towards her before being hit in the face, causing her to let go of the ropes and fall to the ground.  The crimson hair wrestler had been caught off guard, thinking she had been safe.  At the moment she would grunt, annoyed at the outcome but she would need a moment to recover, she just hoped that nothing terrible would happen to her partner while she was down.

"Worth it." She muttered as she turned her sights back on Gwen who was getting back up to her feet. Oh the blonde did not forget about her. Rushing over towards her with another smirk on her face she would knock her back down with another clothesline. From there she would grab Gwens hair and pull her back up.

Grabbing between her legs and lifting her up and over her shoulders, Amy would hold her there to show off and intimidate Gwen. After a second she would drop her down and on her knee. "This is going get rough. We have some unfinished business dearie."

Despite the pendulous and explosive momentum shift in the Pride Queens favor, Gwendolyn was still in the rattled mindset that she could still reattain control over the match, even with all evidence to the contrary. Compelled to shakily climb back to her feet through sheer stubborn willpower alone, the disoriented heiress pivoted on her feet only to be greeted with yet another walloping clothesline to mow her back down.

Far more inclined to stay down the second time around, Gwen wouldn't even have the time to decide before Amy made the decision for her. The irate Pride Queen hauling Gwendolyn back to her feet and hoisting her over her shoulders in a dominant display of strength and control. One that had the posh heiress fuming and the frenzied crowd cheering before she was sent crashing down over Amy's waiting knee.

"GRAAH!!" Gwen's agonized yell echoed throughout the stadium before she effectively went limp over the bony spike in her back, groaning miserably with her hazel eyes shut tight.

Slamming her to the floor the blonde heard the crowd pop when Gwen let out the scream of pain she decided to add on to it by raising her arms up in the air and driving a double Axe handle on her belly. Pushing her off she would move her to her front she would grab around her waist.

Looking at her surroundings she made sure her back was to her corner so that when she would slowly force her up to her feet and toss her up in the air for a german suplex. Kyoko was watching and waiting for Amy to take Gwen down, though part of her was worried that Amy would take her time rather then go in for the kill.

Relatively motionless as she remained splayed out over Amy's bent knee like a limped ragdoll, Gwen only just than began tilting her head back up with one wincing eye open before Amy hammered her fists into her slim and taut abdomen. Gwen heaved out the air in her lungs while crumbling off and to the side to cradle her pounded stomach.  

Sporadically coughing with deep exhalations of air, the exasperated aristocrat soon felt the foreboding compression of Amy's clenching arms around her waist and her soft chest against her back. A wide-eyed look of imminent dread on her face before Gwen was seamlessly chucked overhead with every ounce of Amy's brute strength. The rattled heiress being slammed down on her upper back before going into a brief tumbling roll backward until she came to a seated stop against the corner turnbuckle.  

Battered, pummeled, gasping for air, and now quite literally cornered, Gwen meekly raised a hand up in the slim chance that it would stop or slow down Amy's rampaging.

Slamming her down onto the mat Amy came back holding her head, which was still hurting from her abrupt meeting with the steel steps but not enough that she wasn't going to go berserk all over Gwen's pompous ass. Grabbing her hand and knocking it away before she grabbed her arm and pulled her up to her feet, sending a chop to her chest to tag Kyoko in.

Kyoko was surprised by the early tag out but when she saw Amy staying in the ring she realized what she wanted to do. Nodding her head Amy grabbed Gwen and pulled her in, putting her arm over her shoulder and lifting her up, keeping her in the air as Kyoko jumped up and over the ropes to splash into the suspended Gwen and send her down to the floor.

Gwen's half-hearted plea for some manner of reprieve would be swiftly swatted away by the encroaching Pride Queen, Amy instead tugging on Gwen's arm to haul the heiress back up once more. The posh aristocrat not even realizing she was in enemy territory until she heard the echoing tag-in right next to her ear, a testament to how thoroughly over-whelming the last few moments had been for her.

The lack of any break in the action whatsoever left Gwen too rattled to resist being hauled up once more, the dainty noblewoman already groaning meekly from the heady weightlessness that came with being on put on dominant display in the Gorilla Press. Throngs of fans all on their feet for the first fully coordinated offense between the opposing team, all ending with Kyoko leaping towards the heiress in mid-air and slamming her back down to the canvas.

"OOOPH!!" Gwendolyn heaved out the air in her lungs once more and ended up splayed out from Kyoko splashing down onto her already aching midsection, the formerly resplendent heiress now a sweaty and disheveled mess with only her heaving chest for any noticeable signs of movement.