SS '13: Volcanic Ash Smother Match: Angel Vs. Rachel Tracer

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Angel
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Vs.

Rachel "Racy Tracy" Tracer
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Match Type: "Volcanic Ash" Smother match
Winning Conditions: A wrestler must smother her opponent into unconsciousness to win.

As the crowd is settling in to a bit of double action, the huge Volcano spews fire into the air. Shocked and delighted, the audience is then sprayed with an "eruption" of confetti "ash" that spews forth from the giant constructed volcano. As the confetti slowly wafts over the arena, the next contenders step up to the backstage area.

Rachel bounced on her insteps. After only two matches she had been invited to the Summer Splash Event-she couldn't believe it. Granted, the thought of having to smother the other person was a bit disturbing, but so what? As her song called for a riot, she inhaled before stepping into the ring. Her black and purple bikini hugged her curves as the sun a spotlights shined on her skin. Pumping a fist in the air, she turned and waited for her opponent.

Soon after Rachel entered the ring, and her music faded out, the [url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fs15MUVbXE4:25b3akn6]entrance theme of Angel[/url:25b3akn6] began to blast over the speakers that had been set up on the beach. The crowd went wild, leaping up to their feet in excitement and cheers for the Latina, eager to see her in action at this year's Summer Splash. Granted, many of them were confused, wondering why Angel wasn't in the main event this year, for the third Summer Splash in a row, but nevertheless they were ready to her in action once more.

However, as her music played over the speakers, the announcer calling her name out over the loud roar of the crowd, the Latina just...didn't appear. The song played through once, going onto a loop and starting up a second time, but Angel didn't make an appearance. The officials by the ring looked at each other, looking confused and worried, while the crowd began to murmur and whisper to each other, seeming just as confused by Angel's non-appearance, a single question on everyone's lips.

Where was Angel?

Rachel furrowed her brow. Where was she? "Yo, Angel? You taking in the sun or something?" She called. She paced the arena, not sure what expect. "You scared?" She challenged. "Don't think you can handle this?" The fiery redhead crowed, slapping her ample rear.

Tracer was on edge-she'd heard little about her foe, but she knew the girl enjoyed....unorthodox methods, as she was told. Whatever that meant. "Scared to fight me or something?" The redhead challenged.

After what must have seemed like an eternity to both Rachel and the murmuring audience, Angel's entrance music suddenly cut out, being replaced by [url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nxCsy0wPlIE:38qbxh3s]another song[/url:38qbxh3s] the audience was unfamiliar with. The members of the crowd looked at each other in confusion, wondering just what the hell was going on, when suddenly, finally, Angel made her entrance.

Stepping out from backstage, the crowd sat in stunned silence as Angel appeared. Her dark-skinned body glistened under the hot sun, a very light sheen of sweat already covering her well-toned form. She wore very little, aside from a quite tight-fitting black bikini, every single one of her curves exposed plainly to the attending audience, and a pair of dark sunglasses, covering her eyes from the crowd, blocking the bright rays of the sun. Her expression was hard to read; her lips were pulled back into a sly smirk, but with her eyes covered, it was hard for the crowd to get a read on how Angel might be feeling.

Truth be told though, Angel was pissed. She wasn't happy about having to do such a ridiculous match variant, especially with another match and a photo shoot going on at the same time. Making things even worse was the fact she was fighting an absolute nobody today, some newer girl who had...what, two matches under her belt, from what Angel could figure out? So no, she wasn't happy about the match, but she wasn't worried. She would squash this nobody quick and show the upper management not to mess with her like this again.

As Angel began to make her way down to the ring, the crowd began to cheer and applaud for her again, her always-loyal fanbase on their feet, screaming at the top of their lungs for her. She walked slowly, letting the crowd's excitement build to a fever pitch as she approached the ring, basking in every single moment of their cheers and their admiration. When the Latina finally reached the ring, she slipped under the ropes, slithering like a serpent onto the apron and under the ropes. Up to her feet she climbing, striding to the center of the ring, confidence in every step as she brushed right past Rachel, ignoring the girl for the moment.

When she reached the center of the ring, she reached up, slipping off her sunglasses and thrusting both arms up into the air, letting her fans finally reach their climax of applause. She stood there, looking as confident as ever as she took it all in, posing in the middle of the ring for all the world to see. After several moments of standing like this, her new entrance music finally died down, and she turned to face Rachel, staring right into the redhead's eyes, saying nothing with her voice, but letting her entrance and her expression say everything for her.

Rachel cocked her head to the side. "Well you certainly know how to make an entrance." She remarked. Cracking her knuckles, she smirked. "Ready to go nighty-night?" She jested. In reality she was nervous-the girl was acting like a viper, ready to strike ant any moment, her toned body hiding honed and pulsing muscles. And those legs! Rachel ran a lot, but hers were nothing compared to the pile drivers on this girl.

Angel remained silent, as Rachel spoke to her. She simply smirked back at the girl, letting out a light tsk at her words when the redhead was done talking. She stepped back from Rachel, handing her sunglasses off to the referee, who took them, then signaled for the bell to ring to begin the match.

At the loud ding of the bell, Angel suddenly lunged back in towards Rachel, moving in close to the girl. The redhead was about to see just how strong the Latina's legs really were, for as Angel came in towards the girl, one of her legs shot upwards, swinging in a deadly arc towards her side, with a swift, sudden kick!

Rachel's smirk vanished as the Latina came flying in with a kick. The redhead reached out as the leg came up. With a grunt she took the kick and snapped her arms shut around the girl's leg. Off balance from the hit, she bounced and turned to the side, twisting Angel's leg while trying to stay up. She was hoping that by turning the advantage surprise on Angel, she could flip the girl down on to the floor.

Angel grinned as her leg towards Rachel, fully believing that her kick was going to connect and send the smaller girl flying. Unfortunately for the Latina, the redhead somehow was fast enough to react to the attack, catching Angel's powerful leg right in her hands. Angel growled for a moment, but suddenly came falling to the mat as Rachel twisted her leg around. Angel looked up at her in shock, but had a quick reaction ready herself, kicking up at her opponent with her free leg in hopes of getting her to back off.

Rachel gasped as she felt the second kick connect. She couldn't believe it, no one was that fast! The force of the kick plus already off balance sent her to the floor. She hit the mat hard and rolled, before springing forward in an attempt to get on top of the Latina and regain control.