Twisted Tag Match: The P.D.S.M vs the Champions!

“Heh!”

Día only laughed at Lina, the demon smiling at her as the manager tended to her fallen fighter. She couldn’t gold the dominator’s attention for very long, her crimson eyes going from her previous handiwork to her future canvas. Poor sad Daisuke, crawling around on the floor like a bug~ Día Sect had always hated bugs. Used to creep her out, but nowadays she usually just swatted such annoyances. The best way to crush a bug was underfoot, and Día had very little grievances doing that to other fighters.

Especially as they were crawling away like a wounded soul!

Without mercy, Día stomped and kicked at Daisuke as she lay defenseless. The joyful smile on the demon’s face assured everyone there was not even a lick of hesitation in Día’s mind about what she was doing. No morality, no human decency. Daisuke was an object to be crushed and thrown away like a simple piece of trash. After one last violent stomp right on Daisuke’s spine, Día would drop to one knee. Atop Daisuke, of course.

Her gloved hands reached down to grab ahold of Daisuke’s scalp, pulling her head off the floor so she could see the crowd, stare at the announcer’s table with her precious little hubby watching her fail.

“You may have done a decent job suppressing Selina’s desires, but I don’t make the same mistakes she does…I’ll be more then happy to snap off your jaw before you get the chance to bite me~”

Suddenly, Día would throw Daisuke’s head down onto the canvas before standing back up, debating on how best to rend the flesh from her opponents’ bones.

Looking up from where she was with Lita, Lina saw Dia beginning to hammer it in. As she helped Lita back to a standing position she saw Daisuke's back struck with Dia's knee. While she didn't notice, Lita heard something was happened and asked Lina was going as she tried to get of the cobwebs. "Don't worry, she's fine." Lina tells her as she pats Lita on the back before she begins to pull herself on to the apron.

There wasn't anything Sion could say really when Dia stared in his direction. Even if something did come to mind, who knows if it would have given Dia any ideas. Daisuke held on to her head after being thrown down, not at all liking the feeling of the past little bit including up to now. Things were beginning to feel uphill to her, not impossible, but with how Dia and Selina started off against Lita and after a bit of the opposite happening up to the current moment in time, but she's had better days

Lina heard Dia's comment before Daisuke was taken back down. "Come on, Dai! I've seen freaking ladder come at you harder than this. This rookie's got nothing in comparison, nothing!" One one remembers the night Daisuke and Sion became champions, Lina's words would make sense. Of course then and now the scenarios are different, but Lina knew Daisuke wasn't one to let someone have their way with her if she could help it. Recovering from this was easier said than done as Dia had the advantage at the current moment, but if there was an opening to look for, Daisuke could find it. While Daisuke couldn't hear all of what Lina said, she heard enough of it to get the point. She wasn't feeling great, but it wouldn't be the first time.

Dia was much quicker on the draw as far as standing back up went, but despite the beating her backside took, she tried to do the same. As sore as she felt, she knew that each second spend not doing anything was time the opposition had to make use of. She tried not to over thing as she slowly began to pull herslef to a one-kneed position.

Daisuke was utter garbage in the PDSM’s demonic and cruel eyes. Though she and her partner received many of the applause from the overly excited audience and their enemies earned their ire, Día seemed to hold Daisuke in no particular regard. She beat the Champion as though she were a simple jobber, smacking her in the back of the head, stomping on her spine, and humiliating her by parading her sad sorry state to the crowd that adored her so much and the team mate that could only sit there and watch. As a cruel shadow was cast over Daisuke’s struggling form, the champions manager tried to reach her with words of encouragement, saying Día Sect was just a rookie and should be easy pickings for the likes of her. As if to respond to Lina’s encouragement, Día Slammed a kick across Daisuke’s face before turning her attention towards the mouthy manager.

“Hey you little bitch…Mind shutting the hell up, or should I just get out there and do it for you? You’re real tough when you have a pair of ropes and a couple of clients sitting in between you n’ me…but why don’t you just get a little closer, so I can smack the shit out of your mouth!”

Día gleamed at Lina, daring the manager to approach the ring and try something! Daisuke should be dazed for an extra few seconds, which Día was keeping track of. Lina was simply getting a bit too vocal for comfort. She might actually inspire these losers, and while Día was confident in her own abilities, the less risk the better.

“If you know what’s good for you, I won’t hear another word come out of your sad, miserable little mouth. Got it?”

"Ow..." was all Daisuke could react a few second after landing following being kicked in the face, Lina's words not coming in handy that time around.
Surprisingly, Dia had more to say to Lina than she did last time, something Lina did not expect. The more Dia said, the more Lina wanted to re-arrange her face. Dia was sure pressing Lina's buttons, and if this was a couple of years ago Lina would have acted on it before Dia mentioned smacking the shit out of her. Lina resisted the urge for as long as she good, but the 'go it' pressed it.'

"That's it!" Lina stormed up the ring steps, stopping beside the ring post on the apron. "You want to go? I will end you!"

If it wasn't for the fact the referee was surprised to see Lina responding to Dia's call out the way she did, if it had been anyone else the ref would have been in between the two before Lina got to the top of the steps. Lina's verbal response got 'em moving in their direction to keep them separated, though being cautious not to get caught by anything from either of them. "Shit..." was all Sion could say with somewhat of a calm tone as he saw Lina go up the steps.

Día was hoping the small little manager would take the bait. The demon’s smug smile in the face of Lina’s boiling expression as she was about to let loose with her temper did little to calm things down. She was simply interested only in pushing the managers buttons as much as she could. After all, Rhein said that the PDSM couldn’t attack Lina unless it was in self-defense. Their lovely jade attired manager said nothing about teasing little Lina, so why not take advantage of such a clear loophole. Rhein probably wouldn’t have approved the smack talk either, but she wasn’t there to stop Día from doing it.

And like a good little hot head, Lina bought the bait! Hook, line and sinker! The manager marched up towards the steps, Día Sect smiling and walking over to meet her there. The arm that once held her prop arm flexed it’s fingers as though the claw still waited at the end of the digits, a look of excitement and mischief on her face as she seemed ready to tear into the naïve young girl who thought herself tough. She would have no idea what kind of world she was about to step into, but Día was all too eager to show it to her.

The referee was stunned that the manager was getting involved in said fight and for a moment stood still in utter confusion. It wasn’t until Lina was on top of the steps and Día was making a B-line straight to her that they finally moved to get in between the two, the vile demon already lashing out while baring her fangs, ready to rip Lina inside the ring.

But that didn’t mean Daisuke would be forgotten. No, the PDSM was a cruel and merciless team, and the other side of said team could be just as cruel as the other. While the referee fought to keep Día and Lina under control, Selina slipped into the ring like a venomous snake, giggling quietly to no one in particular until she snagged ahold of Daisuke’s prim and proper hair.

“That hurt you god damn little whooooorrree~ Allow me to pay you back!” She whispered, before throwing a jarring headbutt aimed at the downed woman’s skull.

The confrontation between Lina and Dia caught Lita's attention. She watched the referee do what he can to keep Lina and Dia from having it at, other than Lina holding onto a small part of Dia's hair for a fraction of a second. "Why don't you pick someone on your own size?" Lita called out. "Yeah I'm talking to, hey I saw that!" she added, pointing in Selina's direction, just catching the end of the meeting of heads between Selina and Daisuke.

Lita looked like she was going to step through the ropes to get Selina to back off when she saw the referee looking in her direction. She moved her leg back to the outside of the ropes, but not without telling the official to "Get that swine back, ref."

As much as Lina wanted to pop Dia one, which it appeared the feeling was mutual, Lina stepped back from the ropes and turned to the floor, at least for now. She was feeling pretty heated as she headed towards the announce table and grabbed one of the water bottles that was present and drank out of it, just as Sion was about to do the same.

Día and Lina were almost inseparable. As soon as the manager snagged ahold of the demon’s long white hair, her right to self defense was activate! Her claws immediately went in to grip the smaller manager, holding on tight as her fist came around to clock her right in the cheek. It was only due to the referee’s interference that that fist never found its mark. The poor referee was trying to get in between them, Día grinning down on Lina every second, relishing the pain she was enduring and inflicting! It was a long while until the referee finally pulled the two apart, each woman walking away with a few strands of hair.

Thankfully, there was more then enough time for Selina to wave at Lita, who had seen her bashing her crumpled friend, and then merrily skip back to her corner of the ring. She was totally unnoticed by the referee who understandably had their hands full. The only thing he noticed was Lita leaning in, much to the benefit of the PDSM.

Día would toss whatever strands of Lina’s red hair to the side, letting it drift to the floor as she turned back towards Daisuke. Still a limp, broken view of a woman. It hardly seemed fair to continue stomping on her beaten form…just the way the PDSM liked it!

Without hesitation, Día walked on over to Daisuke, and would plant a boot right on the young woman’s face, pressing the treads of her boots into her foe’s soft cheek. It was as though Día planned on crushing poor Daisuke’s skull underfoot, and didn’t care about the repercussions.

"Well that went better than expected." was Sion's observation ones Dia and Lina were separated. It could have ended much worse, but to his surprise it didn't. His attention turned back to what else was happening inside the ring when he heard Daisuke's reaction to having her head stepped on, which didn't sound pleasing, to him anyway, Dia on the other hand...

Other than scream, all Daisuke could do was try to grab Dia's foot and try to push it off of her, or trip her opponent, if she was lucky. From their team's corner, Lita encouraged Daisuke to get out of her current predictimend. "Come on Dai, get out from under that gross thing so I shove it down her throat!" while banging the top turnbuckle pad repeatedly in and attempt to somthing get something going.

“Yes Daisuke…hurry and stand back up so that I can knock your teeth out in front of everyone!”

Pressure began to build onto Daisuke’s skull, Día’s boot treads imprinting themselves on her opponent’s cheek as she screamed into the canvas! The crowd was erupting all over the arena, cheering on her efforts to peel Día off of her in a desperate attempt to escape the pain and ire of the demon gleaming above her. The hooded woman squeezed down on her foes head in an attempt to crush her head like a grape.

“Hurry up you pathetic little Slime! Your partner is barking at you to jump, SO JUMP! Try it! Fight back so I can show you and your team the DIRT you are!”

Daisuke’s fingers were scraping against Día’s boots, her pained cries seemingly miles away as the red eyed demon gazed down on her foe. Selina’s sadistic giggles came from her side of the ring, the snake woman hanging over the rope to get a better look at Daisuke’s face!

The PDSM was determined to rend the Champions to pieces! Their lineage and accomplishments meant nothing to these villains. They simply wanted to destroy those that opposed them. Only their manager seemed to hold tight to their leashes, and Rhein was no where to be seen. Pandora’s box was open, and pandemonium was wreaking havoc in the ring.

Día would release Daisuke herself, only to try and kick the downed woman in the ribs, not satisfied letting her foe live a moment without suffering of some kind.

The longer Daisuke held on to the foot, the closer she got to actually getting it off her. Dia's continued insults gave her the tempting thought of instead of just pushing it off or somehow tripping her, Daisuke had the frame of mind to move it into position to chomp down on Dia's boot. Just before she was about to act on the thought, Dia pulled the foot away herself. Lita, Lina, and Sion were surprised by this sudden movement Dia's part. Daisuke was too, but she had the sense in her to roll out of the way, just barely in the nick of time.

When she was able to process she managed to avoid getting punted in the ribs, two thoughts entered her mind, in addition to everything she's felt thus far. The first being the obvious, get to Lita. The other being her pride. All that was said about her and Lita by them, she knew wasn't true. However with how things have gone in this one up to this point it was a challenge to still believe all of that. She would love to make Dia eat her words, but Daisuke knew she needed time to recover, and Lita was hot, which could spell trouble for the opposition. If only there was a way to have both happen at the same time.

An idea bulb went on in her head. She wasn't standing yet, but she could tell how far away Dia was from her, and how far she was away from Lita. She grabbed hold of her head to make it seem like her avoiding that last kick rattled her brain. She was hoping to bait Dia in and evade n counter attack Dia towards the corner before tagging Lita in. Not only was she banking on Dia stalking her further, she also had to worry about her pride veto the follow up though and try to go on the offensive herself for a bit.

It had the ref fooled as Daisuke was asked if she could continue, which she quietly said she could.