"Come on, Yukiko, come on!" Corey Sniper stood in her corner, holding the tag rope so tightly she felt like she might be able to rip it off. She stretched her little body as much as she could, extending an arm into the ring, looking for the hot tag. Yukiko had been on the receiving end of a beating for the last ten minutes, but she had turned the tables with a couple clotheslines, a dropkick and finally, a Shining Wizard. Now both her and Beauty Ichigaya were down, crawling to their partners to make a tag.
Ichigaya tagged out, bringing Chris Morgan back into the ring. Morgan lunged for Yukiko but Yukiko made a lunge of her own, finally tagging out to a fired up Sniper! Sniper got in the ring like a little ball of fire, pumped up and revving to go! Chris Morgan backed off from her, quite a sight to see the massive Morgan plead for leniency against the tiny Sniper.
The first thing Sniper did was strike a low pose, threatening Morgan with a Long Shot Superkick, named as such because despite her short stature, she was able to get some fairly impressive leap distance before throwing her kick. Her ability to strike from situations that seemed impossible had turned around more than one match for her.
Subtly, she shifted body weight forward...
and then aimed her superkick in the other direction, clocking Yukiko with it!
There was a SMACK as the kick hit her in the face, a THUMP as Yukiko crumpled to the mat, and then total and dead silence as the crowd froze, trying to process what had happened.
Even Chris Morgan had a look of total shock on her face.
And then one single "BOOOO" sounded... which was the pebble to the avalanche.
A cascade of booing rained down, but Sniper paid no attention. She pushed her tag partner under the ropes, then dragged her up to her feet. Slapping her on the arm, she declared it as a tag out. It was all legal, and the referee had no choice but to allow it.
Sniper pulled Yukiko back into the ring as she stumbled, dazed. The beating was bad enough, but then the kick to the face had completely rattled her...
Morgan had got over her shock and was now grinning like a six foot tall Cheshire cat.
Sniper made motion to Morgan with her arm, and Morgan nodded. Sniper held Yukiko up as Chris Morgan didn't just run against the ropes, she stampeded them. Coming back, she had nothing but destruction on her mind, and Sniper was about to hand it to her on a platter.
Morgan launched into her lariat finisher, the Poseidon Bomber, in which she collided with an opponent in much the same way a boulder meets a watermelon. At the same time, just as Morgan was to make contact, Sniper shoved Yukiko forward and then dodged to avoid the impact herself. Yukiko's forward momentum increased the impact as Morgan's lariat slammed into her with a meaty slap, spinning her once through the air and depositing her on the canvas like a hefty bag full of vegetable soup. Yukiko was laid out, arms and legs spread, head turned to the side.
Morgan eyed Sniper as she made the cover.
"ONE... TWO... THREE!"
Sniper stood over Yukiko, smirking as Morgan and Ichigaya celebrated their win, leaving up the ramp. The commentators were disgusted. They made their feelings well known as the show went off the air.
"My God, I... the... the Millennium Angels have completely imploded! What got into Corey Sniper's head?? Corey Sniper, you can go to hell!"
