Taylor Parker vs. Silver Ace (Complete)

"Ah! Fuck!"

Aces head snapped back with the elbow, Taylor hitting her temple, causing her to stagger backwards.

One hand on her temple, Ace kept her left hand locked with Taylor's, swinging her left leg out, aiming a hard kick towards Taylor's hip, using their tie up as insurance that Taylor couldn't easily avoid it.

Taylor braced herself, tightening the muscles in her side before Ace's shin slammed into her ribs. She growled and clenched her jaw, bore her teeth to cover her pained wince.

As Ace was pulling her leg back, Taylor reached across and caught it with her free arm. She dropped to one knee, pulled Ace's arm around behind her neck and lifted her up in a fireman's carry, and then sprung up and fell back to slam Ace's body into the mat under her.

Ace didn't pull back fast enough, getting caught and slammed onto her back, Taylor's head pressing against her stomach and driving some air out of her body.

Too close for comfort, Ace tried to roll away towards the ropes, attempting to put some distance between her and Taylor if she could.

The sharp crack of the landing and the rattle of the ring was followed by the crowd's impressed reaction at the lightning pace of the opening moments of the match. Ace was making a retreat, but Taylor had no intention of slowing down. She scrambled after her with one hand on the mat to steady herself, not even taking the time to stand all the way up, and as the rookie neared the ropes Taylor threw herself into a low, sliding dropkick, her boots aimed for Ace's midsection to knock her the rest of the way out of the ring.

"OOF!"

Ace let out as Taylor's booted feet slammed into her midsection, Ace clearing the ring apron and hitting the padded floor with a groan.

Cursing under her breath, Ace grabbed the ring barricade, pulling herself up while taking short breaths, one hand holding her stomach as she tried to reclaim the air that Taylor had taken away, keeping an eye on the girl in case she followed. The crowd was impressed by their fast paced start to the match and was cheering Taylor on after that kick. Ace didn't want to look away in case the blonde did anything flashy.

Taylor quickly hopped back to her feet and took a moment a to line up the angles, watching like a hawk about to dive on her prey while the silver haired girl pulled herself upright on the floor below. She grabbed the top rope with both hands and crouched down low and then slingshotted herself up, but only high enough to lean her body out on the rope.

She stepped up on the bottom rope and kicked her other heel up girlishly behind her and grinned brightly down at her opponent. "Hey, where ya goin'? You need a break already, Silver Sable?" She giggled and skipped in a broad circle around the ring before coming to a stop in the center where she began to strike playful calendar poses for the crowd.

Ace groaned as Taylor cracked wise, but took the opportunity to catch her breath. She even giggled a little at Taylor's posing. Noticing a fan in the front row who appeared to be having issues with his camera, Ace took it from him, went up to the apron, and snapped several of Taylor's best poses before tossing the camera back to the astonished fan.

She quickly rolled back into the ring, mock clapping for Taylor and getting the fans attention.

"Lets give a hand to Taylor, she's got her own 2014 calendar out, so be sure to hit the merchandise stands after the show!"

She smirked as the crowd went up in cheers, giving Taylor a wink while starting to circle her.

"I just made you a couple hundred bucks in calendar sales. Should we do a pose together to raise up the price, or just get back to it?"

Ace had to admit, this was a completely different experience from facing Iron Maiden. She was getting snarky, enjoying herself. Her nerves had been replaced by excitement. This match was gonna hurt, their opening salvo proved that, but it was gonna be fun.

"Haaaaaaaaaaa!" Taylor bent at the waist while she laughed. "Totally! Is there a calendar? Someone should totally make one. Every month can be just me in a miniskirt with my 'don't stare at my ass' face. Like this." She turned around and looked back over her shoulder at Ace, with a chilly yet smoldering glare that very enticingly invited one to fuck off.

"Okay, but seriously, I have the best idea for a pose together, but I've got to set it up first. C'mere." She casually strolled toward Ace until she reached the range that her body knew she could cover. She used her alarming speed and suddenly dashed at her opponent, throwing one arm out in a violent lariat at the girl's neck.

Ace had giggled at Taylor's look and was having her fun, but she wasn't retarded. It was obvious Taylor was approaching to do something. That being said, she once again hadn't been expecting the girl to be that fast, Ace barely able to get her arm up in a blocking manner before Taylor's arm crashed into it, the force making Ace step back.

"Not this time!"

Thinking quickly, Ace grabbed Taylor's arm after the block, pulling her in and bringing her knee up to Taylor's gut!

"Huhph!"

Taylor doubled over, her mouth gaping slightly, and nearly dropped to one knee. Even with the wind knocked out of her she had to press forward. She put her shoulder to Ace's belly and bull rushed into her, wrapping her arms around her and driving her back until whatever was on the other side of her opponent her forced her to stop.