JENNY: Hey Lisa, its time for the debut of a couple of lightweights.
LISA: Yes; one of them comes with a reputation of being a head case.
JENNY: Well, Fawnia has enjoyed success in other feds, but we’ll have to see if that translates to a win
here.
LISA: I believe our other newcomer will have something to say about that. Nita is a champion fitness
competitor, has the flexibility of a world-class gymnast and the tenacity of a pit-bull. And everybody who
dismisses her because of her size is in for a rude awakening.
JENNY: Maybe, but I’ll put my money on Fawnia. Let’s go to the introductions.
RING ANNOUNCER: Introducing first, from Victoria, British Columbia, she stands five feet-four inches
tall and weighs in at one hundred fifteen pounds, here is The Erotic One, Fawnia Mondey!
Fawnia bounded onto the stage with an energetic set of acrobatic moves, expecting an outstanding
reception from the crowd. Instead, the blonde received a mixed response with a flurry of catcalls and
whistles from the males in the crowd. The reception threw the lightweight for a minute as thoughts of her
pole dancing days came flooding back to her. Blocking out the images, Fawnia headed down to the ring
and slid inside.
The Erotic One wore a dark blue enhancer triangle top with choker, matching swim shorts and blue
wrestling boots as she climbed to the top turnbuckle to pose for the appreciative males in the crowd.
Still, her reception remained split and the blonde dismounted the turnbuckles to await her opposition.
RING ANNOUNCER: And her opponent, hailing from Phoenix, Arizona, she stands four feet, nine inches
tall and weighs in at one hundred pounds even. She is The Ruthless Aggressor, Nita Marquez!
Nita emerged onstage beneath the JumboTron to a rousing ovation from the crowd. The diminutive
grappler executed a few poses and gymnastic moves before she headed down the ramp toward the ring.
The Phoenix native wore a sheer black cut-off wife beater over a white triangle top, a pair of black
workout shorts with wide waistband and ‘Ruthless’ stenciled across the front in white and ‘Aggressor’
across the back, black knee-high boots with white trim and matching kneepads.
The Latina leapt onto the ring apron, grabbed the top rope, flipped into the ring while she maintained her
grip, then skinned the cat to return to her original position before she used it as a springboard to
somersault into the ring. As she climbed to the top turnbuckle, the crowd’s ovation escalated and she
then performed a corkscrew somersault off the top to return to center ring. After she received the official’
s instructions, Nita backed into her corner to wait for the opening bell.
LISA: Great entrance, huh?
JENNY: Yeah, just the opposite of her future exit….which will be on her back.
LISA: Uh-huh.
LISA: Yes; one of them comes with a reputation of being a head case.
JENNY: Well, Fawnia has enjoyed success in other feds, but we’ll have to see if that translates to a win
here.
LISA: I believe our other newcomer will have something to say about that. Nita is a champion fitness
competitor, has the flexibility of a world-class gymnast and the tenacity of a pit-bull. And everybody who
dismisses her because of her size is in for a rude awakening.
JENNY: Maybe, but I’ll put my money on Fawnia. Let’s go to the introductions.
RING ANNOUNCER: Introducing first, from Victoria, British Columbia, she stands five feet-four inches
tall and weighs in at one hundred fifteen pounds, here is The Erotic One, Fawnia Mondey!
Fawnia bounded onto the stage with an energetic set of acrobatic moves, expecting an outstanding
reception from the crowd. Instead, the blonde received a mixed response with a flurry of catcalls and
whistles from the males in the crowd. The reception threw the lightweight for a minute as thoughts of her
pole dancing days came flooding back to her. Blocking out the images, Fawnia headed down to the ring
and slid inside.
The Erotic One wore a dark blue enhancer triangle top with choker, matching swim shorts and blue
wrestling boots as she climbed to the top turnbuckle to pose for the appreciative males in the crowd.
Still, her reception remained split and the blonde dismounted the turnbuckles to await her opposition.
RING ANNOUNCER: And her opponent, hailing from Phoenix, Arizona, she stands four feet, nine inches
tall and weighs in at one hundred pounds even. She is The Ruthless Aggressor, Nita Marquez!
Nita emerged onstage beneath the JumboTron to a rousing ovation from the crowd. The diminutive
grappler executed a few poses and gymnastic moves before she headed down the ramp toward the ring.
The Phoenix native wore a sheer black cut-off wife beater over a white triangle top, a pair of black
workout shorts with wide waistband and ‘Ruthless’ stenciled across the front in white and ‘Aggressor’
across the back, black knee-high boots with white trim and matching kneepads.
The Latina leapt onto the ring apron, grabbed the top rope, flipped into the ring while she maintained her
grip, then skinned the cat to return to her original position before she used it as a springboard to
somersault into the ring. As she climbed to the top turnbuckle, the crowd’s ovation escalated and she
then performed a corkscrew somersault off the top to return to center ring. After she received the official’
s instructions, Nita backed into her corner to wait for the opening bell.
LISA: Great entrance, huh?
JENNY: Yeah, just the opposite of her future exit….which will be on her back.
LISA: Uh-huh.
DING!
Fawnia rushed out of her corner and went to give Nita a hug. The smaller Latina blocked the move and
shoved the blonde to the canvas. With a pout on her face, the blonde extended her hand to Nita and the
Ruthless Aggressor flashed a sly smile before she accepted Fawnia’s hand and pulled the blonde up and
into a thunderous kick to the stomach. A second kick followed and then a third which sent Fawnia to her
knees.
Nita moved in and laced into her opponent with a flurry of thunderous right hands that sent the
oversexed blonde down to the mat. As Fawnia tried to cover up, Nita continued her assault with a
barrage of kicks and stomps to the prone blonde. Abruptly, Nita stopped and yanked her opponent up.
The Latina grabbed Fawnia around the waist with one arm while she grabbed the blonde’s leg, lifted her
into the air and then dropped her shin-first across her knee; the shinbreaker caused the Erotic One to
scream out her pain before she collapsed onto the canvas as she held her damaged limb.
The Latina dynamo grabbed the blonde’s left leg and dropped an elbow smash directly into the back of
Fawnia’s thigh. Wasting no movement, Nita repeated the maneuver three more times as the Erotic One
screamed out her discomfort and tried to ignore the tightness sweeping through the limb. Nita then
flipped Fawnia over onto her back and landed a trio of stomps to the already damaged hamstring of the
blonde.
LISA: Nita is trying to dissect Fawnia’s base; a very smart move.
JENNY: Yes, it is, but I don’t think that alone will win her the match.
Abruptly, Nita abandoned her leg attack as she grabbed Fawnia by the hair, hauled her to her feet and
locked on a tight side headlock. The Latina ground the move in tightly and then dropped to her knees,
forcing Fawnia to do the same. A second later, the Latina dropped to the mat with the hold cinched in,
putting some serious torque on the Erotic One’s neck.
Slowly, Fawnia worked her way back to her feet and tried to back toward the ropes. Nita anticipated the
move and quickly put on breaks while she maintained the killer headlock. When Fawnia attempted to
escape by shoving Nita into the ropes, the Ruthless Aggressor simply put on brakes while maintaining
the hold, dropped to the canvas and then leaned backwards, torqueing the blonde’s neck back at a
dangerous angle. The referee moved in and asked the former pole dancer if she wanted to concede but
received an expletive laden ‘no’ for an answer.
Once again, Fawnia forced her attacker to her feet and then tried to lift her smaller foe into the air for
what may have been a back suplex. Instead, Nita’s work on the blonde’s legs had weakened her enough
that Fawnia could not complete the move. Instead, Nita abandoned the headlock, tucked into a roll while
she grapevined Fawnia’s legs with her own and took the Erotic One down to the mat. As she scissored
the face-down blonde’s left leg, Nita brought her opponent’s right leg over her right knee and locked on
her finisher, THE PHOENIX HORROR [inverted modified figure-four leglock, anklelock combo]. Fawnia’s
screams filled the air as both limbs felt as though they were nearing the breaking point.
LISA: Uh-oh. This could be it. If Fawnia doesn’t find a way out of this quickly, this match is over.
JENNY: That was an impressive move…..and I don’t impress easily. Still, I know Fawnia will not give up.
Despite the excruciating pain, Fawnia refused to submit as the referee leaned in and asked. In between
screams, the blonde closed her eyes and began to pull her and her tormentor toward the ropes. After
each lurch forward, Fawnia felt for the safety of the ropes while she kept her eyes closed in an effort to
block out the agony. Finally after nearly twenty seconds, Fawnia’s right hand grabbed the bottom rope
and the official called for the break.
Nita complied quickly and backed away as Fawnia clutched at her still agonized legs. Gingerly, the
blonde attempted to stand and, as she did, Nita moved in quickly and grabbed her opponent’s left leg,
leaving the Erotic One to hop on one foot while she futilely swiped at her attacker. Suddenly, Nita took
Fawnia to the mat with a Dragon leg whip that again had the blonde crying out her agony.
With a smirk on her face, Nita waited for Fawnia to attempt another leg whip. However, this time when
Nita leaned in, the blonde was ready and raked the eyes of the tiny Latina, sending her staggering
backwards blindly. Fawnia limped forward and when Nita stumbled around blindly, the blonde laced into
her with a thunderous European uppercut that sent the Ruthless Aggressor crashing to the canvas. The
blonde followed up with a stiff elbow strike to Nita’s throat which sent her writhing across the canvas
toward the ropes.
JENNY: Guess you can’t do too much when you can’t see or breathe.
LISA: A really gutter move by Fawnia.
JENNY: Gutter or not, it works.
With an evil glint in her eyes, Fawnia dragged Nita over to the ropes and draped her throat across the
bottom rope, placed a boot against the back of the Latina’s head and began to press down. Nita flailed
wildly as she was oxygen deprived; her throat burned with the pressure while she fought to keep from
blacking out.
As the official’s count reached four, Fawnia relented only to pull Nita up to her knees and then place her
throat across the second rope. The blonde then used the top rope to climb onto her opponent’s back
and press down with both feet. Nita face began to turn bright red as she was slowly being strangled by
the Erotic One. At four, Fawnia again relented momentarily before she moved in and repeated the
torture. This time, the official threatened the crazed blonde with disqualification and she released her
opponent by slingshotting her down to the canvas.
Though her legs still throbbed slightly, Fawnia decided to try to end the match as she dropped to the mat
and locked on her finisher, THE PET’S CAGE [triangle choke]. Again, Nita’s air supply was cut off but her
instincts took over and she rolled into the dangerous maneuver. Had her legs not been weakened,
Fawnia probably could have ended the match right there but instead, she maintained the hold but not as
tightly as usual. This allowed Nita to get close enough to reach the ropes with her feet and force the
referee to break the hold.
JENNY: Damn, she had the mighty mite beaten there.
LISA: If this were darts or horseshoes that might count. Instead, Fawnia is going to have to work a little
harder to put the Aggressor down.
With Nita still trying to catch her breath, Fawnia moved in and punted Nita in the ribs, sending the petite
grappler rolling across the ring. The Erotic One smiled to herself and started to punt the Latina in the
ribs again. Somehow, the Ruthless Aggressor anticipated the move, grabbed the blonde’s legs and
rolled through, sending Fawnia sprawling face first into the canvas. Nita quickly grapevined the blonde’s
legs and leaned forward, increasing the pressure as Fawnia frantically tried to reach back and claw at
her attacker.
Suddenly, Nita switched up and abandoned the leg grapevine. Instead, she extended the blonde’s left
leg on the canvas and held it in place as she did a handstand before she drove both knees into her
opponent’s leg. A howl of agony escaped Fawnia’s lips just before Nita repeated the maneuver. A third
kneedrop elicited a pitiful wail from the blonde as the muscles in her thigh and calf began to tighten.
LISA: Nita is demonstrating her nickname as she has again targeted Fawnia’s strength: her legs.
JENNY: Maybe, but that’s not Fawnia’s only weapons. She won’t go down this easily.
Working quickly, Nita flipped the blonde onto her back and then wrapped Fawnia’s leg around her own
before she spun around and locked on a spinning toe-hold. Again, waves of pain shot through the pole-
dancer’s leg as she objected loudly. Like an automaton, Nita rapidly applied spinning toe-hold after
spinning toe-hold to her victim as Fawnia tried to block out the pain. Satisfied she had weakened her
foe, the tiny Latina then locked a figure-four leglock on Fawnia as the blonde tore at her own hair while
screaming out her agony.
Nita cinched in the submission maneuver as the referee leaned in close and asked Fawnia if she wanted
to submit. Barely above a whisper, the blonde said no and tried to ignore the pain coursing through her
legs. It was then, she heard it; the whispers which turned to snickers and then to outright laughter. They
were laughing at her again. In seconds, the laughter turned into a crescendo and with it, Fawnia’s anger
began to block out the pain in her legs.
Slowly, Fawnia turned onto her side and began trying to counter the figure-four of Nita’s. Finally, after
nearly fifteen more seconds, the blonde had rolled onto her stomach and then it was Nita’s turn to be in
agony. However, the tenacious Latina quickly turned into the move and in seconds, was back on her
back with the figure-four locked in. The cycle of counters happened once more with each move bringing
them closer to the ropes until they were entangled and the referee called for the break.
LISA: That was nearly the end for Fawnia there. I think if Nita can lock in the Phoenix Horror one more
time, this match is over.
JENNY: Uh-uh. Take a look at Fawnia’s eyes. I’ve seen that look before and its never good news for
her opponent.
As Fawnia struggled to stand, she looked over and saw a smirk on Nita’s face. Rage built up inside the
blonde as she tried to decoy Nita by dropping to her knees again. The ploy worked as the Latina moved
in to continue her attack. When she did, the referee tried to restrain the petite lightweight and Fawnia
used the opportunity to slam an unseen fist between Nita’s legs; the shockwaves from the impact sending
the Latina crashing to the canvas.
The former pole dancer quickly attacked her prone opponent by wrapping her hands around the Latina’s
throat. Instinctively, Nita grabbed Fawnia by the hair but the move failed to dislodge the blonde’s hands
from around her throat. At the referee’s count of four, Fawnia relented for a second only to reapply the
illegal move. Nita’s feet beat a tattoo into the canvas as her lungs screamed for oxygen. Once more, the
blonde relented when the official’s count reached four.
Before Nita could recover, Fawnia kipped up, bounced off the ropes and hit a running kneedrop across
her smaller opponent’s throat. Nita began to convulse wildly as she rolled back and forth across the mat
holding her throat and hacking and coughing. Tears welled up in her eyes as her windpipe burned and
she struggled to keep from passing out.
JENNY: See what I meant? Fawnia is in another place now and that’s extremely bad news for Nita.
LISA: I’ve heard about this as well. Hopefully, she doesn’t go off the deep end.
The now demented looking Fawnia headed for the near corner and climbed to the top rope as she waited
for her opponent to recover. Slowly, Nita staged to her feet, still massaging her throat. When the Latina
turned around, Fawnia leapt from her spot on the top rope, grabbed Nita by the hair on the way down
and nailed the Ruthless Aggressor with a wicked flying facebuster. Nita bounced off the canvas a few
inches before she flipped onto her back holding her face. Fawnia quickly covered her foe and waited for
the count.
ONE…
TWO…
THR-
At the last second, Nita bridged out of the pin attempt to Fawnia’s shock and dismay.
LISA: Ouch. That was a close call for Nita.
JENNY: She’s just delaying her future. Fawnia is in another zone now and its only a matter of time.
LISA: I wouldn’t dismiss Nita that easily. Many others have and they usually wind up looking at her while
her hand is raised and not theirs.
JENNY: Not this time though.
The blonde grabbed a handful of Nita’s hair and dragged the still stunned lightweight over to the corner.
Quickly, Fawnia climbed the ropes until she sat on the top turnbuckle while maintaining her grip on the
Latina. Abruptly, the Erotic One pulled Nita into a front facelock and then leapt from her perch, driving
her opponent’s skull into the canvas with a sick looking tornado DDT. Again, Fawnia went for the cover.
ONE…
TWO…
THRE-
Once more, Nita managed to bridge out of the pin, but quickly collapsed back to the canvas holding her
still throbbing head.
JENNY: Fawnia is moments away from disposing of this poser.
LISA: Maybe, but Nita needs to do something to stop Fawnia’s momentum or this match will be over.
Fawnia argued briefly with the official over what she perceived was a slow count before she continued
her attack. With a double handful of Nita’s hair, the former pole dancer jerked her opponent to her feet
and locked on another front facelock. Fawnia attempted to lift Nita off the canvas but the small
lightweight countered as she lifted the blonde into the air and nailed the Erotic One with a reverse atomic
drop. A shrill cry escaped the blonde’s lips as she grabbed her throbbing crotch before she collapsed to
her knees.
The petite Latina shook her head to clear her cobwebs and then pulled Fawnia up and into a front
facelock. With a handful of the blonde’s shorts, Nita jerked her opponent into the and down to the
canvas with a wicked snap suplex. Nita maintained her grip as she rolled into her foe and jerked the
Erotic One back to her feet only to administer a second snap suplex. Again, Nita kept her grip, yanked
Fawnia to her feet once more and completed her move-set called TRES MUERTES [three consecutive
snap suplexes].
Nita then worked quickly as she dropped to the mat beside her opponent and then rolled the blonde into
position for her finisher, THE BERMUDA TRIANGLE [Reverse Triangle Lock]. The Ruthless Aggressor
was only a second away from securely locking on the hold when Fawnia swung her legs around and
locked her ankles around the bottom rope. Frustrated, Nita refused to release the deadly hold until the
referee’s count reached four and then relented.
LISA: That was very close to being the end for Fawnia. If Nita had applied that move in the center of the
ring, this match would have been history.
JENNY: Maybe, but now that she has showed Fawnia the move, I doubt that Fawnia will let her come
close to applying it again.
As the seemingly dazed Fawnia got to her feet, Nita moved in behind her and wrapped her arms around
the blonde’s waist. Tensing for a second, the Ruthless Aggressor tried to lift her opponent into the air for
another German suplex. Instead, Fawnia anticipated the move, pushed off and somersaulted over her
diminutive foe. Before Nita could react, Fawnia rushed forward, grabbed the Latina in a headlock and
drove her skull into the canvas with a stiff-looking bulldog.
The crazed blonde got the crazed look in her eyes again as Nita rolled on the mat holding her face.
Fawnia, with a handful of the Latina’s tresses, yanked her opponent to her feet and spun her around into
a front facelock. Slowly, the Erotic One turned into her foe until her neck rested on the blonde’s
shoulder. Abruptly, Fawnia dropped to the canvas, executive a sick-looking snap neckbreaker that left
Nita writhing wildly in agony.
Fawnia’s expression suddenly changed as her eyes narrowed and she looked decidedly dangerous.
The blonde pulled the still-pained Nita up to a sitting position and then locked on an reverse half-nelson
choke as she dropped to the canvas and wrapped her legs around the Latina’s ribs and began to
squeeze; her finisher, THE EXOTIC EMBRACE [seated reverse half-nelson choke, body-scissors combo]
locked on tightly.
JENNY: That’s it…..ring the bell. This match is over.
LISA: This is going to be the supreme test for Nita. Can she find a way to escape this deadly hold?
JENNY: The answer is………NO!
Frantically, Nita began waving her free arm, trying to dislodge Fawnia’s grip but to no avail. Each time
she grabbed a handful of the blonde’s hair, Nita’s hand was slapped away by the official who then asked
her if she wanted to submit. Stubbornly, the Ruthless Aggressor refused despite her dire predicament.
Despite being deprived of oxygen, the tiny grappler began using her legs to push her and her tormentor
toward the ropes.
With each push, Nita blindly reached behind her for the salvation of the ropes. She had nearly reached
her goal, when her arm slowly began to lower and the damage of Fawnia’s hold began to take effect.
The referee moved in and again asked the Latina if she wanted to submit. This time, there was no reply
as Nita’s hand fell limply to the canvas. Just as the official went to check if she were unconscious, Nita’s
hand came to life and reached out just enough to grab hold of the bottom rope. Fawnia maintained the
hold for another few seconds before the official threatened her with disqualification and she released the
now semi-conscious Nita.
Frustrated beyond words, Fawnia grabbed at her own hair and let loose a primal scream before she
moved in again to try to finish off the tiny Latina. The Erotic One pulled the stunned Nita to her feet,
patted her on the cheek and then spun around for an attempted spinning heel kick. However, the petite
brunette proved to be more alert than she had let on and ducked beneath the intended blow. When
Fawnia turned around, the Ruthless Aggressor slammed a stiff kick into the blonde’s stomach. The move
doubled over the blonde and allowed Nita to grab her opponent around the waist, flip her into the air and
then drive her down across her knee with a perfectly executed gut-wrench backbreaker. The former pole
dancer screeched out her agony before sliding off her opponent’s knee and down to the canvas.
LISA: Nita’s back on track and I think she’s about bring this match to a close.
JENNY: You’re right about the end of the match, but you’ve got the wrong girl doing the job.
The tiny Latina continued her assault as she pulled Fawnia up and moved next to the blonde but facing
the opposite direction. Nita tucked her head underneath the blonde’s left arm while she locked her right
leg around Fawnia’s left one. The brunette reached across her opponent’s shoulder, leaned forward for
a second and then abruptly fell backwards, driving Fawnia’s face into the canvas with her Kickstand
Driver [reverse legsweep facebuster]. The blonde bounced off the canvas and then lay still.
With Fawnia still laying face down on the mat, Nita made a deliberate throat cutting gesture before
signaling a thumbs down to the now cheering crowd. The Latina dropped to the canvas, scissored the
blonde’s left arm while pulling back on The Erotic One’s right arm until it was bent between her
shoulderblades. Then, Nita lay across the limb while she locked her hands around Fawnia’s face and
began to pull back violently, locking on her finisher, THE DEMOLITION CHAMBER [crossface crippler,
chicken wing combo]. Immediately, Fawnia began to scream out her agony as the referee leaned in to
ask the blonde if she wanted to submit.
The Erotic One quickly refused to concede defeat but with both arms locked up, she had not leverage to
try to escape the move. As Nita leaned back and amped up the pressure, Fawnia’s obscenity-laced
screams became weaker and weaker. Finally, after nearly thirty seconds of silence, the blonde
whispered out her submission. The referee signaled for the bell, but Nita refused to let her opponent
go. The Ruthless Aggressor leaned forward and whispered into her victim’s ear.
LISA: Welcome to the AFW, slut.
DING! DING! DING!
RING ANNOUNCER: Your winner by submission, the Ruthless Aggressor, Nita Marquez!
With that, the Latina released her agonized victim and stood up as the crowd cheered her effort wildly.
On the canvas, Fawnia’s eyes welled up with tears for a few seconds before her expression turned to
one of pure hatred as pain still coursed through her neck and shoulder.
LISA: A very hard fought victory for the Ruthless Aggressor, Nita Marquez.
JENNY: The midget got lucky is all. Next time, she won’t be.
LISA: You are probably right about one thing; I think this won’t be the last time these two battle. In fact, I
predict it could be the start of a long, long feud.
JENNY: Yeah, with Fawnia beating the snot out of the munchkin.
LISA: Why don’t we go to a break and then come back with more exciting action.
Fawnia rushed out of her corner and went to give Nita a hug. The smaller Latina blocked the move and
shoved the blonde to the canvas. With a pout on her face, the blonde extended her hand to Nita and the
Ruthless Aggressor flashed a sly smile before she accepted Fawnia’s hand and pulled the blonde up and
into a thunderous kick to the stomach. A second kick followed and then a third which sent Fawnia to her
knees.
Nita moved in and laced into her opponent with a flurry of thunderous right hands that sent the
oversexed blonde down to the mat. As Fawnia tried to cover up, Nita continued her assault with a
barrage of kicks and stomps to the prone blonde. Abruptly, Nita stopped and yanked her opponent up.
The Latina grabbed Fawnia around the waist with one arm while she grabbed the blonde’s leg, lifted her
into the air and then dropped her shin-first across her knee; the shinbreaker caused the Erotic One to
scream out her pain before she collapsed onto the canvas as she held her damaged limb.
The Latina dynamo grabbed the blonde’s left leg and dropped an elbow smash directly into the back of
Fawnia’s thigh. Wasting no movement, Nita repeated the maneuver three more times as the Erotic One
screamed out her discomfort and tried to ignore the tightness sweeping through the limb. Nita then
flipped Fawnia over onto her back and landed a trio of stomps to the already damaged hamstring of the
blonde.
LISA: Nita is trying to dissect Fawnia’s base; a very smart move.
JENNY: Yes, it is, but I don’t think that alone will win her the match.
Abruptly, Nita abandoned her leg attack as she grabbed Fawnia by the hair, hauled her to her feet and
locked on a tight side headlock. The Latina ground the move in tightly and then dropped to her knees,
forcing Fawnia to do the same. A second later, the Latina dropped to the mat with the hold cinched in,
putting some serious torque on the Erotic One’s neck.
Slowly, Fawnia worked her way back to her feet and tried to back toward the ropes. Nita anticipated the
move and quickly put on breaks while she maintained the killer headlock. When Fawnia attempted to
escape by shoving Nita into the ropes, the Ruthless Aggressor simply put on brakes while maintaining
the hold, dropped to the canvas and then leaned backwards, torqueing the blonde’s neck back at a
dangerous angle. The referee moved in and asked the former pole dancer if she wanted to concede but
received an expletive laden ‘no’ for an answer.
Once again, Fawnia forced her attacker to her feet and then tried to lift her smaller foe into the air for
what may have been a back suplex. Instead, Nita’s work on the blonde’s legs had weakened her enough
that Fawnia could not complete the move. Instead, Nita abandoned the headlock, tucked into a roll while
she grapevined Fawnia’s legs with her own and took the Erotic One down to the mat. As she scissored
the face-down blonde’s left leg, Nita brought her opponent’s right leg over her right knee and locked on
her finisher, THE PHOENIX HORROR [inverted modified figure-four leglock, anklelock combo]. Fawnia’s
screams filled the air as both limbs felt as though they were nearing the breaking point.
LISA: Uh-oh. This could be it. If Fawnia doesn’t find a way out of this quickly, this match is over.
JENNY: That was an impressive move…..and I don’t impress easily. Still, I know Fawnia will not give up.
Despite the excruciating pain, Fawnia refused to submit as the referee leaned in and asked. In between
screams, the blonde closed her eyes and began to pull her and her tormentor toward the ropes. After
each lurch forward, Fawnia felt for the safety of the ropes while she kept her eyes closed in an effort to
block out the agony. Finally after nearly twenty seconds, Fawnia’s right hand grabbed the bottom rope
and the official called for the break.
Nita complied quickly and backed away as Fawnia clutched at her still agonized legs. Gingerly, the
blonde attempted to stand and, as she did, Nita moved in quickly and grabbed her opponent’s left leg,
leaving the Erotic One to hop on one foot while she futilely swiped at her attacker. Suddenly, Nita took
Fawnia to the mat with a Dragon leg whip that again had the blonde crying out her agony.
With a smirk on her face, Nita waited for Fawnia to attempt another leg whip. However, this time when
Nita leaned in, the blonde was ready and raked the eyes of the tiny Latina, sending her staggering
backwards blindly. Fawnia limped forward and when Nita stumbled around blindly, the blonde laced into
her with a thunderous European uppercut that sent the Ruthless Aggressor crashing to the canvas. The
blonde followed up with a stiff elbow strike to Nita’s throat which sent her writhing across the canvas
toward the ropes.
JENNY: Guess you can’t do too much when you can’t see or breathe.
LISA: A really gutter move by Fawnia.
JENNY: Gutter or not, it works.
With an evil glint in her eyes, Fawnia dragged Nita over to the ropes and draped her throat across the
bottom rope, placed a boot against the back of the Latina’s head and began to press down. Nita flailed
wildly as she was oxygen deprived; her throat burned with the pressure while she fought to keep from
blacking out.
As the official’s count reached four, Fawnia relented only to pull Nita up to her knees and then place her
throat across the second rope. The blonde then used the top rope to climb onto her opponent’s back
and press down with both feet. Nita face began to turn bright red as she was slowly being strangled by
the Erotic One. At four, Fawnia again relented momentarily before she moved in and repeated the
torture. This time, the official threatened the crazed blonde with disqualification and she released her
opponent by slingshotting her down to the canvas.
Though her legs still throbbed slightly, Fawnia decided to try to end the match as she dropped to the mat
and locked on her finisher, THE PET’S CAGE [triangle choke]. Again, Nita’s air supply was cut off but her
instincts took over and she rolled into the dangerous maneuver. Had her legs not been weakened,
Fawnia probably could have ended the match right there but instead, she maintained the hold but not as
tightly as usual. This allowed Nita to get close enough to reach the ropes with her feet and force the
referee to break the hold.
JENNY: Damn, she had the mighty mite beaten there.
LISA: If this were darts or horseshoes that might count. Instead, Fawnia is going to have to work a little
harder to put the Aggressor down.
With Nita still trying to catch her breath, Fawnia moved in and punted Nita in the ribs, sending the petite
grappler rolling across the ring. The Erotic One smiled to herself and started to punt the Latina in the
ribs again. Somehow, the Ruthless Aggressor anticipated the move, grabbed the blonde’s legs and
rolled through, sending Fawnia sprawling face first into the canvas. Nita quickly grapevined the blonde’s
legs and leaned forward, increasing the pressure as Fawnia frantically tried to reach back and claw at
her attacker.
Suddenly, Nita switched up and abandoned the leg grapevine. Instead, she extended the blonde’s left
leg on the canvas and held it in place as she did a handstand before she drove both knees into her
opponent’s leg. A howl of agony escaped Fawnia’s lips just before Nita repeated the maneuver. A third
kneedrop elicited a pitiful wail from the blonde as the muscles in her thigh and calf began to tighten.
LISA: Nita is demonstrating her nickname as she has again targeted Fawnia’s strength: her legs.
JENNY: Maybe, but that’s not Fawnia’s only weapons. She won’t go down this easily.
Working quickly, Nita flipped the blonde onto her back and then wrapped Fawnia’s leg around her own
before she spun around and locked on a spinning toe-hold. Again, waves of pain shot through the pole-
dancer’s leg as she objected loudly. Like an automaton, Nita rapidly applied spinning toe-hold after
spinning toe-hold to her victim as Fawnia tried to block out the pain. Satisfied she had weakened her
foe, the tiny Latina then locked a figure-four leglock on Fawnia as the blonde tore at her own hair while
screaming out her agony.
Nita cinched in the submission maneuver as the referee leaned in close and asked Fawnia if she wanted
to submit. Barely above a whisper, the blonde said no and tried to ignore the pain coursing through her
legs. It was then, she heard it; the whispers which turned to snickers and then to outright laughter. They
were laughing at her again. In seconds, the laughter turned into a crescendo and with it, Fawnia’s anger
began to block out the pain in her legs.
Slowly, Fawnia turned onto her side and began trying to counter the figure-four of Nita’s. Finally, after
nearly fifteen more seconds, the blonde had rolled onto her stomach and then it was Nita’s turn to be in
agony. However, the tenacious Latina quickly turned into the move and in seconds, was back on her
back with the figure-four locked in. The cycle of counters happened once more with each move bringing
them closer to the ropes until they were entangled and the referee called for the break.
LISA: That was nearly the end for Fawnia there. I think if Nita can lock in the Phoenix Horror one more
time, this match is over.
JENNY: Uh-uh. Take a look at Fawnia’s eyes. I’ve seen that look before and its never good news for
her opponent.
As Fawnia struggled to stand, she looked over and saw a smirk on Nita’s face. Rage built up inside the
blonde as she tried to decoy Nita by dropping to her knees again. The ploy worked as the Latina moved
in to continue her attack. When she did, the referee tried to restrain the petite lightweight and Fawnia
used the opportunity to slam an unseen fist between Nita’s legs; the shockwaves from the impact sending
the Latina crashing to the canvas.
The former pole dancer quickly attacked her prone opponent by wrapping her hands around the Latina’s
throat. Instinctively, Nita grabbed Fawnia by the hair but the move failed to dislodge the blonde’s hands
from around her throat. At the referee’s count of four, Fawnia relented for a second only to reapply the
illegal move. Nita’s feet beat a tattoo into the canvas as her lungs screamed for oxygen. Once more, the
blonde relented when the official’s count reached four.
Before Nita could recover, Fawnia kipped up, bounced off the ropes and hit a running kneedrop across
her smaller opponent’s throat. Nita began to convulse wildly as she rolled back and forth across the mat
holding her throat and hacking and coughing. Tears welled up in her eyes as her windpipe burned and
she struggled to keep from passing out.
JENNY: See what I meant? Fawnia is in another place now and that’s extremely bad news for Nita.
LISA: I’ve heard about this as well. Hopefully, she doesn’t go off the deep end.
The now demented looking Fawnia headed for the near corner and climbed to the top rope as she waited
for her opponent to recover. Slowly, Nita staged to her feet, still massaging her throat. When the Latina
turned around, Fawnia leapt from her spot on the top rope, grabbed Nita by the hair on the way down
and nailed the Ruthless Aggressor with a wicked flying facebuster. Nita bounced off the canvas a few
inches before she flipped onto her back holding her face. Fawnia quickly covered her foe and waited for
the count.
ONE…
TWO…
THR-
At the last second, Nita bridged out of the pin attempt to Fawnia’s shock and dismay.
LISA: Ouch. That was a close call for Nita.
JENNY: She’s just delaying her future. Fawnia is in another zone now and its only a matter of time.
LISA: I wouldn’t dismiss Nita that easily. Many others have and they usually wind up looking at her while
her hand is raised and not theirs.
JENNY: Not this time though.
The blonde grabbed a handful of Nita’s hair and dragged the still stunned lightweight over to the corner.
Quickly, Fawnia climbed the ropes until she sat on the top turnbuckle while maintaining her grip on the
Latina. Abruptly, the Erotic One pulled Nita into a front facelock and then leapt from her perch, driving
her opponent’s skull into the canvas with a sick looking tornado DDT. Again, Fawnia went for the cover.
ONE…
TWO…
THRE-
Once more, Nita managed to bridge out of the pin, but quickly collapsed back to the canvas holding her
still throbbing head.
JENNY: Fawnia is moments away from disposing of this poser.
LISA: Maybe, but Nita needs to do something to stop Fawnia’s momentum or this match will be over.
Fawnia argued briefly with the official over what she perceived was a slow count before she continued
her attack. With a double handful of Nita’s hair, the former pole dancer jerked her opponent to her feet
and locked on another front facelock. Fawnia attempted to lift Nita off the canvas but the small
lightweight countered as she lifted the blonde into the air and nailed the Erotic One with a reverse atomic
drop. A shrill cry escaped the blonde’s lips as she grabbed her throbbing crotch before she collapsed to
her knees.
The petite Latina shook her head to clear her cobwebs and then pulled Fawnia up and into a front
facelock. With a handful of the blonde’s shorts, Nita jerked her opponent into the and down to the
canvas with a wicked snap suplex. Nita maintained her grip as she rolled into her foe and jerked the
Erotic One back to her feet only to administer a second snap suplex. Again, Nita kept her grip, yanked
Fawnia to her feet once more and completed her move-set called TRES MUERTES [three consecutive
snap suplexes].
Nita then worked quickly as she dropped to the mat beside her opponent and then rolled the blonde into
position for her finisher, THE BERMUDA TRIANGLE [Reverse Triangle Lock]. The Ruthless Aggressor
was only a second away from securely locking on the hold when Fawnia swung her legs around and
locked her ankles around the bottom rope. Frustrated, Nita refused to release the deadly hold until the
referee’s count reached four and then relented.
LISA: That was very close to being the end for Fawnia. If Nita had applied that move in the center of the
ring, this match would have been history.
JENNY: Maybe, but now that she has showed Fawnia the move, I doubt that Fawnia will let her come
close to applying it again.
As the seemingly dazed Fawnia got to her feet, Nita moved in behind her and wrapped her arms around
the blonde’s waist. Tensing for a second, the Ruthless Aggressor tried to lift her opponent into the air for
another German suplex. Instead, Fawnia anticipated the move, pushed off and somersaulted over her
diminutive foe. Before Nita could react, Fawnia rushed forward, grabbed the Latina in a headlock and
drove her skull into the canvas with a stiff-looking bulldog.
The crazed blonde got the crazed look in her eyes again as Nita rolled on the mat holding her face.
Fawnia, with a handful of the Latina’s tresses, yanked her opponent to her feet and spun her around into
a front facelock. Slowly, the Erotic One turned into her foe until her neck rested on the blonde’s
shoulder. Abruptly, Fawnia dropped to the canvas, executive a sick-looking snap neckbreaker that left
Nita writhing wildly in agony.
Fawnia’s expression suddenly changed as her eyes narrowed and she looked decidedly dangerous.
The blonde pulled the still-pained Nita up to a sitting position and then locked on an reverse half-nelson
choke as she dropped to the canvas and wrapped her legs around the Latina’s ribs and began to
squeeze; her finisher, THE EXOTIC EMBRACE [seated reverse half-nelson choke, body-scissors combo]
locked on tightly.
JENNY: That’s it…..ring the bell. This match is over.
LISA: This is going to be the supreme test for Nita. Can she find a way to escape this deadly hold?
JENNY: The answer is………NO!
Frantically, Nita began waving her free arm, trying to dislodge Fawnia’s grip but to no avail. Each time
she grabbed a handful of the blonde’s hair, Nita’s hand was slapped away by the official who then asked
her if she wanted to submit. Stubbornly, the Ruthless Aggressor refused despite her dire predicament.
Despite being deprived of oxygen, the tiny grappler began using her legs to push her and her tormentor
toward the ropes.
With each push, Nita blindly reached behind her for the salvation of the ropes. She had nearly reached
her goal, when her arm slowly began to lower and the damage of Fawnia’s hold began to take effect.
The referee moved in and again asked the Latina if she wanted to submit. This time, there was no reply
as Nita’s hand fell limply to the canvas. Just as the official went to check if she were unconscious, Nita’s
hand came to life and reached out just enough to grab hold of the bottom rope. Fawnia maintained the
hold for another few seconds before the official threatened her with disqualification and she released the
now semi-conscious Nita.
Frustrated beyond words, Fawnia grabbed at her own hair and let loose a primal scream before she
moved in again to try to finish off the tiny Latina. The Erotic One pulled the stunned Nita to her feet,
patted her on the cheek and then spun around for an attempted spinning heel kick. However, the petite
brunette proved to be more alert than she had let on and ducked beneath the intended blow. When
Fawnia turned around, the Ruthless Aggressor slammed a stiff kick into the blonde’s stomach. The move
doubled over the blonde and allowed Nita to grab her opponent around the waist, flip her into the air and
then drive her down across her knee with a perfectly executed gut-wrench backbreaker. The former pole
dancer screeched out her agony before sliding off her opponent’s knee and down to the canvas.
LISA: Nita’s back on track and I think she’s about bring this match to a close.
JENNY: You’re right about the end of the match, but you’ve got the wrong girl doing the job.
The tiny Latina continued her assault as she pulled Fawnia up and moved next to the blonde but facing
the opposite direction. Nita tucked her head underneath the blonde’s left arm while she locked her right
leg around Fawnia’s left one. The brunette reached across her opponent’s shoulder, leaned forward for
a second and then abruptly fell backwards, driving Fawnia’s face into the canvas with her Kickstand
Driver [reverse legsweep facebuster]. The blonde bounced off the canvas and then lay still.
With Fawnia still laying face down on the mat, Nita made a deliberate throat cutting gesture before
signaling a thumbs down to the now cheering crowd. The Latina dropped to the canvas, scissored the
blonde’s left arm while pulling back on The Erotic One’s right arm until it was bent between her
shoulderblades. Then, Nita lay across the limb while she locked her hands around Fawnia’s face and
began to pull back violently, locking on her finisher, THE DEMOLITION CHAMBER [crossface crippler,
chicken wing combo]. Immediately, Fawnia began to scream out her agony as the referee leaned in to
ask the blonde if she wanted to submit.
The Erotic One quickly refused to concede defeat but with both arms locked up, she had not leverage to
try to escape the move. As Nita leaned back and amped up the pressure, Fawnia’s obscenity-laced
screams became weaker and weaker. Finally, after nearly thirty seconds of silence, the blonde
whispered out her submission. The referee signaled for the bell, but Nita refused to let her opponent
go. The Ruthless Aggressor leaned forward and whispered into her victim’s ear.
LISA: Welcome to the AFW, slut.
DING! DING! DING!
RING ANNOUNCER: Your winner by submission, the Ruthless Aggressor, Nita Marquez!
With that, the Latina released her agonized victim and stood up as the crowd cheered her effort wildly.
On the canvas, Fawnia’s eyes welled up with tears for a few seconds before her expression turned to
one of pure hatred as pain still coursed through her neck and shoulder.
LISA: A very hard fought victory for the Ruthless Aggressor, Nita Marquez.
JENNY: The midget got lucky is all. Next time, she won’t be.
LISA: You are probably right about one thing; I think this won’t be the last time these two battle. In fact, I
predict it could be the start of a long, long feud.
JENNY: Yeah, with Fawnia beating the snot out of the munchkin.
LISA: Why don’t we go to a break and then come back with more exciting action.
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