Taylor Parker vs. Silver Ace (Complete)

"AH!"

Ace cried out, arms holding the back of her head after the impact, the silver haired girl laying on her side.

"IDIOT! Stop playing around!"

She thought to herself. She didn't need to worry about taking the crowd from Taylor, she needed to be beatingTaylor!
Ace rolled over to her stomach, pushing herself up to her knee's, looking around to find Taylor.

"Do I have your full attention now, motherfucker?" Taylor shouted down at Ace while she paced around to her side. As she pushed up to all fours, Taylor stepped in and slammed a hard kick into her stomach like she was kicking a field goal.

"You wanna take a break and shake your skinny ass some more? C'mon, PJ Sparkles. Tai's not here, the only reaction you're gonna get is outta your dad."

Ace's body actually rose up from Taylor's kick, before landing on the mat a few feet away, Ace gasping and holding her stomach.

"D...damnit..."

She groaned, pushing herself up with one hand, panting as she pushed herself back to her feet, getting her arms up and watching her blonde foe, Taylor had her on the defensive for now, but Ace wasn't out yet. Taylor did have her full attention, especially after her "dad" comment.

Junko had been watching from her position on the sidelines. She wasn't really needed for this match, so she was here more to rankle Tai and Ace than to provide support for Taylor. She had been cheering on the crowd and slapping the mat when she needed to. All very standard issue mat stuff, but now it looked like Taylor was starting to step up. She wondered how quickly Taylor might try and finish Ace or if she was going to drag things out.

She also wondered what Tai might be saying or doing if he was here. WOULD he be off trying to flirt with Junko or taking his job seriously? It was a curious thought indeed. Junko slapped the aprons hard.

"Yatta! Taylor-san! Keep it going! Don't make people think you're not ebullient!" Junko smiled. "Fufufu~" No one was going to accuse her of not doing her job, that was for sure. Even if she had to look up her own words sometimes. She wasn't going to tell Taylor though.

"That got your attention, huh?" Taylor said, and flashed a grin at Junko as she walked her opponent down. She had not the faintest idea what ebuli... eboul... ebola... what that word meant, but she wasn't convinced that Junko knew either. She grabbed two fistfuls of silver hair and helped Ace the rest of the way up before rapidly backpedaling to drag her back to the center of the ring, fast enough to keep her off balance.

"Just don't try to talk about my dad, 'cause he's dead." She said on the way. "Say what you want about my mom, though."

Ace groaned as she was pulled by her hair towards the center of the ring, growling instead of talking.

"Grrr...."



Once her feet were flat on the ground again, she grabbed Taylor's wrists on her head, both for leverage and to keep Taylor close, and took advantage of her flexible body, shooting her right leg straight upwards, the tip of her boot smacking into Taylor's chin!

"I've probably said way worse-"

Taylor didn't see the kick coming. Ace's boot cracked her on the jaw and snapped her head back, and her eyes lost focus. She wobbled on the edge of her balance before her knees gave out and she fell over backwards, landing flat on her back with a splat.

"What the fffffffuck..." She murmered, propping herself up on one hand and bringing a hand up to her dizzy head while the room spun.

Ace dropped to a knee after that kick, panting and regaining her lost air. This match had been hell for her lungs so far.

Standing, she moved over to Taylor's body, grabbing her and pulling her up to a sitting upright position, sitting in Taylor's lap. She wrapped her strong legs around Taylor's waist, squeezing tightly, while getting her arm around her head and bending it forward, tightening as she squeezed her legs, returning to the Guillotine Choke from earlier.

Taylor groggily sat up, still shaking the stars from her eyes when she felt Ace's thighs constrict around her ribs. "Hnnnngh!" She groaned, and shoved the points of her elbows down as hard as she could into Ace's legs. She was stuck under her, sitting on her butt, and without her knees under her is was harder to escape.

Her midsection tightened against the crush of Ace's legs, and she drew a deep breath just before Ace clamped on the choke again. She squeezed her eyes shut and grit her teeth, and did her best to stay calm despite the seed of panic in the pit of her stomach. She could handle this.

Her moved her hands up to deal with Ace's arm, struggling against it to make some space, and left her hard abs to deal with Ace's strong legs. She couldn't stay here. She rocked to the side and pushed with her legs to roll them both onto their sides, and from there worked to get her feet down and put Ace's back on the mat. From there she pushed into Ace, legs straight and bent at the waist, to press the girl's shoulders into the mat.

The ref was on top of things, and quickly slid into place to count. "One!"

Taylor, despite being rattled and being choked and crushed, was also on top of things, and since she found herself again bent over with her butt in the air, she gave another little wiggle for the crowd. The cheers were bigger that time.

"Two!" "FUCK!"

Ace yelled, raising her hips and pushing to the side with her legs, managing to force Taylor and herself on their sides again, just narrowly avoiding a third count.

Her thighs still battled against Taylor's abs, Taylor's head on the higher side of Ace's body, as opposed to being under her other arm, squashed against the mat. Needing to control one of Taylor's arms, to try and prevent her escape, Ace released her head, grabbing Taylor's nearest arm and bent it, before pulling back on it in a modified chicken wing style hold.