Wow. I'm surprised that this got as many favorites, follows, and reviews as it did. I wasn't expecting so many people to like this, but...I'm glad I've been getting as much love as I've gotten for this. This is the first fic I've written for a wrestling promotion outside of the WWE, so I wasn't really expecting as many people to check it out as there have been. To everyone that's given this a read, I just wanna say...Thanks so much. You guys and gals all rock! =D \m/
Fluffy Author's Note from shiki out of the way, enjoy Part 2 of the fic. I must say that there's quite a bit of wrestling action in this chapter, so I hope you all like how I tried my best to recreate the craziness of action in the Temple. There's also something pretty cute coming at the end of the chapter. Read on to find out what it is, my loves, and I hope you guys all enjoy this. =)
Standing at ringside and having to play defender-slash-interference runner wasn't exactly what Ivelisse would ideally be doing right now. It was bad enough when she was on crutches due to her broken ankle and she couldn't wrestle as much as she wanted outside of when Dario would put her, Havoc, and Angélico in matches against The Crew; now, she had to stand around at ringside with Son of Havoc and watch as Angélico wrestled against Cortez Castro. The match had just started and gotten underway, so for the time being, Angélico had things under control and Ivelisse and Havoc wouldn't be needed to help him out.
As Ivelisse watched the South African man take on the more lithe and muscular member of The Crew, she couldn't help but find herself mesmerized by his moves. The way he struck out with punches, the way he struck out with his kicks, the way he managed to successfully dodge out of the way of Castro's strikes...it was all pretty fascinating to the Puerto Rican woman. She'd even go so far as to say that it was all pretty mesmerizing. To see a body like his in action and she wasn't on the receiving of his offense... Shaking her head of the thoughts that suddenly seemed to fill her head, Ivelisse thought to herself 'Focus, Vélez! Don't let his body distract you! You have to keep watch with Havoc to make sure Bael and Cisco don't fuck this match up.'
Havoc had been keeping note of how Ivelisse was watching Angélico during the match while also making sure to keep a trained eye on the match. The bearded luchador could tell that Ivelisse was worried about Angélico-just how much he wasn't all that certain-but in the heat of the action of the match, there wasn't really anything he could do to try to talk Ivelisse through what she was feeling and thinking. All he could do was just stand at ringside with Ivey and watch on as Angel Man wrestled his match while only offering up a consolatory pat on the shoulder or arm as he saw fit.
The match had gone on for a few minutes longer before the first real signs of interference took shape. Castro had sent Angélico into one of the corners on the other side of the ring where Castro's fellow Crew members, Mr. Cisco and Bael, grabbed Angélico by his ankles and held him in place as Castro came charging back in that direction and began an attack on the trapped South African that involved a barrage of slaps, chops, and kicks. These tactics were nothing new to the Believers in the Temple and watching at home as they had gotten quite used to the underhanded tactics the hired hands of Dario Cueto employed on them and a good number of the other members of the Lucha Underground wrestling roster.
Seeing this, Ivelisse and Havoc immediately leapt into action with Havoc charging around one side of the ring and Ivelisse charging around the other until the other two members of Team Havoc got to the other two members of The Crew. The duo then began their own plan of attack with Havoc taking on Mr. Cisco and Ivelisse taking on Bael, thus freeing Angélico from The Crew's grip so that he could get back to the match at hand. Havoc was having no real trouble at all dealing with Mr. Cisco as it was a battle of the big guys that had happened a couple of times before. Ivelisse, however, wasn't having such an easy time dealing with Bael. Sure, Ivelisse had taken on her share of male wrestlers during her time in the Temple and in a number of intergender tag matches she had on the indy circuit, but taking on someone like Bael was a challenge in and of itself because the slightly shorter and speedier member of The Crew was pretty fast on his feet; even worse was the fact that he always seemed to just pull weapons out of nowhere...like the kendo stick he was currently using to attack Ivelisse with. The kendo stick strikes were no major problem at Ivelisse as she ahd taken harder hits before; the only problem she was facing was that Bael was hitting her at a speed that she couldn't really defend herself against the strikes, and, as a result, she was basically an open target for the beating, almost as if she was a piñata at a child's birthday party.
Angélico had just managed to take down Castro in one of the corners when he saw out of the corner of his eye that Ivelisse had her hands full with Bael's relentless attack. In a split moment of thought, Angélico took off at a run for the ropes on the side of the ring he was currently at and, running to the ropes on the side of the ring Ivelisse was on, leapt over the top rope as he angled his body so that he could land on Bael. This worked as the next thing he knew, he landed on the slightly shorter member of The Crew and took him down, much to the surprise of Ivelisse and the Believers in the Temple. Standing to his feet as "Holy shit!" chants rained down from all sides and levels of the Temple, Angélico sent a concerned look Ivelisse's way as he did a quick check on the shorter woman. He could tell that she had a few slight welts from the numerous kendo stick, and he felt that something should be done immediately right then and there, but upon hearing Ivelisse say "I'll be fine. Just get back to the match and win it already", Angélico hesitated a bit before he slid back in the ring and went back to the corner where Castro was still lying down. Picking up the still weak member of The Crew, Angélico performed one of his finishers, the Fall of the Angels, where he picked up Castro and got him in position for a crucifix powerbomb and, taking off at a bit of a run, threw Castro into the corner for a turnbuckle powerbomb. Once Castro bounced off of the turnbuckle, Angélico caught the other man on the side of the head with a wicked enzuigiri. As soon as Cortez fell to the mat, Angélico quickly covered his opponent as the referee, Marty Elias, quickly dropped to the mat and counted "1! 2! 3!"
As ring announcer Melissa Santos was announcing Angélico the winner and the Believers broke out in thunderous cheers, Ivelisse and Havoc slid in the ring and celebrated with Angélico as Bael and Cisco, still feeling the effects from their own encounters with the members of Team Havoc, pulled Castro out of the ring and carried him away from the ring and to the backstage area. Ivelisse had been so wrapped in the celebration with her teammates that she had unconsciously wrapped one of her arms around Angélico in a one-armed hug that she was surprised to feel the South African return. Looking up to find Angélico looking down at her, Ivelisse didn't even thinik twice before doing what she did next: Standing on her tiptoes, Ivelisse planted a quick kiss on Angélico's cheek. Quickly pulling away, Ivelisse pulled her arm away from the taller man and, getting out of the ring, sped away from the two confused men in the ring and the surprised personnel and Believers as she felt a very warm blush start to color her face.
She couldn't even believe she just did that. It was just a heat of the moment thing. What with Angélico winning his match and the post match celebrating, Ivelisse just felt so happy that, in spite of everything that happened, Angélico was still able to get the win in the end. And, if she could be totally honest, the hug and kiss were totally warranted as they were her tokens of appreciation of him saving her out there. She was just feeling like the biggest idiot in the world that she pretty much let her feelings for Angélico come to light in the Temple before she could have the chance to talk to Angélico herself. Now, Ivelisse honestly didn't know if she'd be able to show her face to either of her teammates again after that. ...At that moment, all she wanted to do was pack her bag and go back to the hotel she was staying at and be alone with her thoughts. At the very least, if she could just think through everything, maybe Ivelisse could find it in herself to talk with Angélico about what just happened later. 'But, who am I kidding? Chances are Angel's thinking of about fifty different ways to get on me about what I just did. God. I'm such an idiot!' Ivelisse thought as she leaned up against the wall of the hallway she was in and slid down to the floor, her thoughts swirling around in her head in a frenzied storm of conflicting feelings.
Well, now. After all of the craziness during the match, turns out there's still craziness that needs to be sorted through. What with Ivelisse hugging and then kissing Angelico, there seems to be an abundance of weird stuff to work through now. All of this will be resolved in the next (and, more than likely, last) chapter of this little ficlet. So, until then, don't forget to R&R please to let me know what you guys thought of this. =)
(Also, I think oughta apologize for how I handled Ivelisse in this. She's the self-(and fan-)professed Baddest Bitch in the Building, and here I pretty much turned her into a bit of a damsel in distress. If there's anyone that didn't like how I wrote Ivelisse here, I'm very sorry. 0x0')