Macha Vs. Katie Banks

Standard Match
Winning Conditions: Pinfall, Submission or Knockout
Special Conditions: Hentai is allowed

Te lights dimmed and the crowd settled in for the evening as they prepared for the upcoming match. [url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nEUEgQO_gcI:3rsjlaem]"The Judged Ones by Grendel[/url:3rsjlaem] Began to play and out from the backstage area entered the black haired maid known as Macha. She walked silently, making hardly a glance to the crowd. Of the Morrigan, she had always been the most dutiful and the most enigmatic. Unlike the vibrantly obsessive Morrigan or the cheerfully masochistic Babd, Morrigan seemed to be lacking in any sort of personality. It showed even now as she made her way evenly down the ramp for her first ever singles match.

Out from behind her, Babd skipped out from the backstage area. She scampered up to the black haired girl's side. "Are you excited?!" She chirped. Macha said nothing and simply walked to the stairs and stepped into the ring. She went to her corner and turned around, facing the entrance as she kept her hands to her side, straight and stiff, dressed in her maid outfit and ready for a fight. Ready to make her mistress proud with a victory.

Katie emerged from backstage a few moments later, sauntering into the spotlight and waiving to the crowd. Tonight she was sporting a tiny blue bikini that perfectly matched the shade of her eyes. Her long blonde hair spilled down her back, free for once of her signature blue butterfly ribbon. Matching blue wrestling boots completed the outfit, the yellow laces tied tight around Katie's calves. She smiled as she skipped down the runway, wiggling her hips back and forth, her brazilian cut bottoms already creeping up her tushy. The fans cheered loudly for the bouncy blonde teenager, ogling her jiggling breasts as she climbed the stairs and pranced along the apron. If there was any doubt as to who the fan favorite was, it vanished as Katie straddled the middle rope and ground her bikini covered kitty against the leather, her ass wagging back and forth, her cleavage threatening to spill out of her skimpy little top. The area rumbled with cheers, camera flashes filling the air.

Katie slipped into the ring, giggling and blowing kisses to her fans before settling her gaze on the quiet dark-haired maid in the corner of the ring. "Ready for some fun?" Katie called to her opponent as she walked to her corner. Then she noticed Babd outside the ring. "Aww you brought a little mini-made with you!" She exclaimed with a smile, flashing Priscilla a wink. "You're gonna need her to clean you off after I make you tap!"

Macha watched with an apathetic stare as Katie came jiggling down the arena ramp. Macha had received an ample amount of boos when she entered. Not because the crowd particularly disliked her but because The Morrigan as a group had debuted int he league as nasty troublemakers under the employ of one of the most hated women in the whole entire league, the General Manager of Friction herself, Lukretia Von Creuzfeldt. These fans would have cheered a bandaged up old mummy if it was going to fight against Macha. However, Katie's perfectly crafted ring attire had made the cheering flow out of their mouths that much easier.

Macha remained stoic as she watched Katie bounce over to her and proclaim the black haired maid's needs and wants. Macha did not speak, instead the petite Bblonde Babd did. "Nyaaah! I just came here to get a front row seat of Macha tearing you apart! You obviously don;t know who you're up against.

Macha raised her hand and Babd shut up. Macha looked at Katie and nodded. "As long as I can serve my mistress, that is all that matters to me."

Macha stepped forward as she waited for the bell, adjusting her hands into a fighting stance. "Your outfit is not conducive to this style of match." She noted. "I will dispatch of it quickly. You will enjoy the pleasure you feel before I execute a victory maneuver."

As the bell rang, Macha charged forward in a low crouch, keeping her eyes focused on Katie. When she was close she threw out a feint of a kick and threw her body the other way reaching out with her arm to try and yank off Katie's bikini with the first attack of the match!

Katie blinked, looking back and forth between Macha and Babd. She had no idea what mistress Priscilla was talking about, but it clearly was not the tiny blonde girl who seemed to do most of the talking. "A victory maneuver huh? You sure know how to make a girl's heart beat faster." She teased, unsure what to make of her blank-faced new rival.

Katie dipped into a crouch as the bell rang, raising her palms and and staggering her feet slightly. She stood her ground as Macha charged, watching the dark-haired girl closely. Highschool wrestling had taught her how to read an opponent's movements, and she knew a feint when she saw one. With a flick of her wrist she batted Macha's hand aside, her body not even flinching at the feigned kick.

"Nh!" Katie gasped as she dropped to one knee and lunged forward, planting her foot between Macha's legs and wrapping her arms around Macha's knees. Her shoulder dug into the goth girl's tummy as Katie tried to lift her opponent off the canvas and into the air before tackling her down onto the mat in a classic double leg takedown.

Macha's eyes widened as she saw Katie come down and shoot forward. She wasn't really expecting the girl to be as skilled as she was and when the arms wrapped around her leg, Macha reached out to yank hard on Katie's hair.

She tried to hold onto it tightly as she was slammed to the mat, letting out a grunt as Katie got the favorable position. But unlike highschool wrestling, there was a lot more that could be done int he pros and Macha tried to yank on Katie's hair with on hand and throw punches into her head with the other.

"Gotcha!" Katie hissed as she drove Macha to the canvas with a perfectly executed double leg takedown. The blonde teen pressed her shoulder into her rival's tummy, wincing as the goth girl pulled on her hair. "Ngh!" Katie gasped as Macha's fist caught her cheek, her left hand rising to block the punches, her right hand reaching for Macha's other arm. "Oww! ref my hair!"

Macha tried hard to get the blonde off her but it seemed like the girl had a decent enough position and decent enough skill. She was blocking with one arm and grabbed her wrist with the other. Macha tried to bridge while she yelled at the ref to let go of her hair. The black haired maid, however, wasn't so sure if the ref was going to pity Katie's predicament.