Taylor Parker vs. Silver Ace (Complete)

Ace smirked, giving Junko a thumbs up as agreement, and a surprising wink that may have meant something else. From Ace's point of view, it was hard not to like the woman, even as her clients opponent.

Watching Taylor, Ace moved over to the corner turnbuckle, turning her body so that her good leg faced towards Taylor's head. For all her talking, Ace really felt she needed to finish Taylor off. Her stomach was bruised for sure, as Taylor had been targeting that quite a bit, not to mention the bruise from the hard punch Taylor had given her early on, which was already becoming discolored.

The worst by far was her leg though. That half crab and the stomp had been terrible, stretching it out and making it hurt just to walk on the limb. Ace already doubted she could manage any high flying moves with her leg slowing her down, and it was just going to get worse as they went on.

"Cmon...cmon....get upgetup....Show it....Show me your face..."

She muttered under her breath. She doubted she could trust her leg for a Tri-Ace Choke, but one more Silver Flash kick should be enough to do the job. Finally, Taylor started pushing herself up, Ace just waiting for the girl to reach her knees before sidestepping out of the corner, aiming another hard Superkick for Taylor's face!

Now not only was Ace kicking her ass, but she was talking trash, too. It just didn't get any worse than that.

But as Taylor drew herself back upright, shaking away the stars from her brain, she found herself grinning like she was on top. At Ace's insistence, she obliged, and held up her fingers and thumbs like a frame around her pretty little smile. Then Ace came rushing in.

Taylor knew her next move before Ace had even decided what to do. Ace came in and Taylor quickly ducked under the kick, stepped past her and came up behind, wrapping her arms tightly around the silver haired girl's waist. She dug under with her hips, and heaved her up again, arching her back to pull her into a German suplex.

Ace went wide eyed as Taylor stepped under her kick and grabbed her around her waist.

This time Ace smirked though, quickly recalling the grip being the same one that was around her waist in Junko's gym where Taylor had faked a german suplex by lifting her a short way.

Realizing the move as Taylor started lifting her, Ace snaked her leg around Taylor's, preventing her from being lifted enough, turning her body and firing elbows back into Taylor's head to weaken her grasp, allowing Ace to slip out of the hold.

"Familiar!"

One she was out, Ace took a step back before turning and sidestepping towards Taylor, attempting another Silver Flash, even though her position forced her to use her bad leg, it would be worth it once she connected!

"Agh!"

More elbows crashed into Taylor's aching head, and she lost her grip on Ace. She felt unsteady, but had to keep her focus as her opponent again set up an approach, different from the last time but Taylor saw her going for the same kick again.

She dodged to the inside of the kick and wrapped an arm under Ace's knee, holding the leg almost over her shoulder. She wrapped her other arm behind Ace's neck, and she clasped her hands together behind her. She had Ace stuck, and on one foot she had no balance.

"So was that," she said, and then bent her knees, pushed in with her hips, and lifted Ace off the mat. She arched her back and brought the girl over in a gorgeous capture suplex, and slammed her into the mat on her upper back.

"...Oh crap..."


Ace said as Taylor caught her perfectly off balance and slammed her, Ace's back arching from the painful impact of the slam, laying underneath Taylor groaning, one hand going to press against her back. Her kick failed and couldn't be relied on leaving her with less options then before.

She needed to get away from Taylor, that was clear, but the slam had knocked the wind out of her, leaving her laying.

Taylor got up to her knees, clenched her fists, pulled her arms back, and let out a feral scream that kept the crowd cheering. THAT felt good. She got back to her feet before Ace could even start to get up, and bent to take a tight hold of her short, silvery hair. She roughly yanked on her hair and forced her to get up, just enough that she could slip her head between her legs and clamp down on it with her thighs to hold her there. She leaned down and wrapped her arms around Ace's waist again, got low, and grunted as she lifted her up, holding her suspended upside down above the mat.

Ace was in no position to counter at the moment, getting slotted between Taylor's sexy thighs.

Soon she found herself staring upside down at the sexy Junko, kicking her legs in protest, her skirt falling down to reveal her tight short covered sexy ass.

With the blood rushing to her head, Ace shook it back and forth, panicking now.

"N-N0! Fuckfuckfuckfuuuck!!!"

Taylor adjusted Ace and then held her still, hugging her body upside down with her belly against Ace's back. "Dude, hey," she said. "January."

For the calendar!

She slid one foot back and loaded up with her leg, and then smashed her knee into the back of the rookie's head, though at the current angle it was more the end of her thigh that hit. Ace wasn't going anywhere, so she did the same with the other leg, then a third time. Then, finally, she dropped down onto her butt and drove Ace headfirst into the mat.

Ace gulped as she realized Taylor's meaning, before the blonde's thigh rammed into the back of her head, leaving Ace groaning, vision blurred after those hard blows, with the hardest yet to come.


There was a mighty "THUD" sound in the ring as Ace was driven head first into the ground with authority by Taylor's piledriver,
the silver haired rookie doing nearly a headstand before her body flopped to the mat onto her stomach, groaning weakly.

Meanwhile, AFW's photographers claimed every best shot of the move they could, knowing it would make a perfect opening for the Taylor Calender.

Taylor stood up and grabbed Ace's hair again, and let her hang from her grasp while she took her time strolling into place in front of her.

"Congratulations, young Ace," she said as she dragged her slowly up to her feet, keeping her bent all the way over at the waist. "You've earned this one."

She pulled Ace's head in to trap it between her legs again, and this time she took a moment for the crowd. She drew her arms up along her body and struck a pose, hips cocked to the side, one arm straight up, one bent over her head and holding the other elbow. She grabbed hold of the waist band of Ace's spandex shorts along with the material of her dress and pulled tightly on it to keep her in place while she swished her hips to the other side and slipped her fingers into her hair.

With a flirty smile and a wink, she bent to wrap her arms around Ace's waist and lifted her upside down again.

"Any last words... punk?"