"This should be an interesting tag team match fans, we have the more experienced Mitchell sisters, against Fire & Ice. Experience can only get you so far, and Fire & Ice have a unique advantage in that they are giants in the ring against their foes. We'll answer the age-old question of does size matter, here tonight in the FAWN!" Our excited announcer lets us know as we head down to ringside for the opening bell.

The lights dim as Silvertide's "Blue Jeans" begins to blast over the PA. The change in entrance music creates something of a stir of confusion. But when, within seconds, the Mitchell sisters emerge at the top of the ramp, the cheers of the fans seem all the more deafening. Cynthia sports what has become her trademark look: the purple bikini top both supported and flattered her modest but not unpleasing figure, the fabric rising into a solitary strap over the left shoulder, leaving her right one bare. The short shorts had become more of a set of bikini briefs, exposing more hip, thigh, belly and buttock than her former gear. For her part, Sophie is clad in a black leather bikini top and matching thong, her ensemble accessorized with white ankle boots and the ever-present black leather collar around her supple neck.

Reaching the ring, Sophie slips through the ropes while Cynthia moves toward the nearest turnbuckle. Then, with an assured smile, she scales the buckles. Sophie's eyes never leave their opponents, making sure they don't come too close, as Cynthia launches herself in a backflip into the ring, sticking the landing perfectly. As Sophie punctuates her sister's landing with raised arms toward the sky for the fans' cheers, Cynthia follows her lead, basking in the cheers of the fans.

"You know for the life of me I can't figure out the Mitchell sisters. After Sophie fell so deep into Miram Gaiman's web, her sister has still retained her as a tag partner. Yet the two couldn't be more opposite. However, when it comes to experience, this team has YEARS of it." The announcer babbled on.

As the fans waiting in anticipation, the opening sounds of Stereo MCs� "Flash" begins to play, the crowd reacting with a certain amount of uncertainty before the arrival of FAWN�s latest tag team. At that point, Angelica and Janneke Kaiser stride into view, all 5�10", 158lbs and 6�1", 177lbs of their respective, scantily clad, leggy frames. Angelica�s attire includes a flame-red PVC halter and shorts, both laced closed (the top not quite laced tightly enough to eliminate a view of the cleavage beneath), and matching boots. Gloves that are little more than a spiderweb of black lace run from her hands up to just above her elbows, and her flawless legs are encased in fishnets. Janneke is clad in an ice blue one piece that leaves her midriff uncovered, a single strap running over her right shoulder. The ensemble is capped off by white knee and elbow pads, and ice blue boots.

With a bewitching smile on Angelica�s lips, the Austrian beauty makes her way down the aisle, slapping a hand here, kissing a cheek there, and otherwise ensuring that those who paid to sit up close to the action did not regret the investment.

As Janneke heads down to the ring, her expression of completely inscrutable. Several fans reach the hands out along the aisle; some brushing against the blonde Amazon, most missing, but none gaining the slightest sliver of acknowledgement. Janneke�s eyes remain fixed on the ring, and on the Mitchells within. Reaching the ring, she climbs the stairs impassively, slipping through the ropes before rising to her full imposing height. Climbing onto the apron, Angelica slips one long leg through the ropes, and then bending at the waist slides the rest of her body through them, ever so slowly, a sultry smirk given back at the crowd over her shoulder.

"Here come the challengers, and I say challengers in a metaphorical sense. There are no titles on the line here, but Fire & Ice are challenging the establishment here. If they can defeat the Mitchells, they'll be looked at as more then a mere pair of giants, but a legitimate threat to those FAWN Tag Team Titles."

The bell sounded with a loud clang as the St. Louis fans cheered wildly. This was going to be a show that they wouldn't likely forget. Most importantly because of the sight of two Amazonian women doing battle with two cute, but grizzled veterans. These people paid good money to see this, and they knew they were in for a treat. Both teams knew that a win here would catapult them near title contendership. While Fire & Ice had never climbed that mountain before, they had a fire in their bellies that ached for the gold. Whereas the Mitchells had not only held the titles, but on more then one occasion. Still etched in their mind was their loss to Dangerous Curves way back in July of 05, over a full year since they had touched those gold belts. Titles that in many fans minds, were there. Sophie and Cynthia had been the first ever FAWN champions, and when you added that to countless other reigns in other places, it seemed almost as if the Mitchells gold dreams were a birthright. Of course many obstacles had come up in the last year, and that alone had kept them from getting back their gold. Now the obstacles were right in front of them, two 6 footers with bad attitudes. Angelica enters for her team, stretching her legs. Sophie decides to enter for her team, and as such the Amazon-like advantages are basically gone. Sure Angelica does retain a minor height and weight advantage, but it's not enough to really consider it newsworthy.

What is however, is Angelica's surprising speed as she sprints across the ring and dashes into Sophie with a running knee lift. Sophie can feel the knee of Angelica Kaiser blasting into her face with a ferocity that is unmatched. As soon as Sophie hits the mat, the Austrian begins running her mouth, jabbering at Sophie that "You're just a used up slave, your time is past" and of course a couple of subtle "You really suck, you know?" all with a accent that is one part cute, one part creepy. Although Angelica is known as a giant of sorts, she's really rather acrobatic, and the majority of her arsenal come at the expense of high flying. She wants to impose her "Amazon" will in this match however, and picks Sophie Mitchell up and cranks her down across her knee in a backbreaker.

Sophie is still trying to clear the cobwebs in her head from the rather brutal knee to the face. Now she's feeling that very same knee in the pit of her back. The base of her spine feels like it's about to snap, when Angelica lets her go and stands her up. BACK KICK! Sophie's brains are scrambled and she's looking around for the Green Hornet, because she's positive she must have just got kicked by Kato. It wasn't any superheroes that just blasted her in the head though, it was Angelica Kaiser, showing off her ability to stretch her legs out with a fury and send anyone for a loop.

"Fire & Ice are firmly in the driver's seat at this juncture. Angelica Kaiser is a bit brash, but she can really get it done in the ring. She's a new breed of athlete. A hybrid of sorts, combining size with a high level of agility." The announcer informs us.

Sophie doesn't need to be informed of Kaiser's talents however, she's feeling them first hand. Angelica hoists Sophie up and whips her into the turnbuckles. Sophie Mitchell is straining to get out of the corner, but before she can feel the turnbuckles leave her flesh, she meets them again back first as Angelica runs into her with a clothesline. Angelica then hip tosses her out of the corner. "I think it's over" taunts Kaiser, as she starts to climb up the turnbuckles that she just smashed Sophie into. As the Mitchell sister lays sprawled on the canvas, the FAWN fans take pictures of Angelica Kaiser perched on the top rope. As the cameras flash, Angelica dives off with a 450 Splash!

Unfortunately for Kaiser, she spent a bit too long posing for the cameras and as she spins around like a meteorite crashing towards the Earth, Sophie rolls out of the way. SPLAT! Angelica hits a huge belly flop with no one home. The Charlotte native is not only out of the way, but also on her feet. She kicks Angelica in the head, and locks in the Valediction Camel Clutch. Hoping perhaps for a submission, or if nothing else to dictate the pace, Sophie wrenches the hold back. She reaches up with one hand and tags in Cynthia who comes into the ring from the top rope, driving a legdrop down across the head of Angelica, while Kaiser is still in the camel clutch. She practically decapitates Kaiser. Sophie gets out of the ring, and Cynthia shows off her strength by picking Angelica up and scoop slamming her down. She bounces off the ropes and drives an elbow into the pert chest of Kaiser, and then smiles down at her arrogant opponent. Angelica rises up, but Cynthia catches her with a headscissors takedown. Cynthia tags out to Sophie who comes in with a big boot to Angelica. Sophie does a quick arm drag takedown, then latches on a hammerlock. With Angelica in the Hammerlock, Sophie tags back out to Cynthia, who comes in with a double axehandle to Kaiser's back.

"Plenty of quick tags with the Mitchell clan. That's their trademark, they always like to keep a fresh woman in. I think the Kaiser sisters had learn that tactic and quick, because Angelica is starting to look worse for wear."

Cynthia bounces off the ropes and comes flying halfway across the ring with a flying forearm smash to the face. Angelica goes down, and Cynthia grabs up the left leg of Kaiser, stretching it wide and pulling on the hamstrings of her foe. The more she yanks, the louder the Austrian screams in agony. This symphony of suffering continues for several minutes before Cynthia drives an elbow into the hamstrings of Angelica, breaking her submission hold, but inflicting more damage on the wheels of Kaiser. Janneke stands in her corner silent, like she's bored or something, despite her partner getting the snot ripped out of her. Cynthia pulls Angelica to her feet by her hair, and dropkicks her. As Kaiser goes down, Cynthia tags back out to Sophie who comes in with a quick lariat. Sophie and Cynthia do a double team suplex on the larger Angelica Kaiser, flattening her on the canvas. Sophie climbs to the middle rope and dives off with a fisticuff to the head, before tagging back out to Cynthia. Cynthia comes in and locks on a headscissors submission, wearing and tearing on Angelica. Cynthia slowly grinding her slightly pale sweaty legs against the face of Angelica. The short shorts riding up into her crotch as she ground the headscissors as tight as she could. The vice was tightening like a noose around Angelica's neck, and she finally got her hands to the ropes. The referee stepped in to break it up, but as soon as he did, Cynthia was running the ropes.

Cynthia dives for a flying body press, but Angelica catches her. Kaiser now has a smaller victim in the ring and from the cross body position, she drops down with her near 40-pound weight advantage across the tummy of Cynthia. That must hurt pretty good because Cynthia's eyes almost go to tears. She'd really be crying if she saw what was happening above her. Not a move, just a simple tag. Janneke was tagged in, and that spelled trouble for the Mitchells. "Now your going to get it!" Yelled Angelica, as she tagged out to her big sister. Janneke came in like a big pissed off grizzly bear, yanking Cynthia to her feet be her hair. She whipped her halfway across the ring by her hair, with a 6 inch 60 pound weight advantage. Cynthia went flying. Mitchell felt herself land on the ground with a thud. Janneke comes over and drops her leg out, with a legdrop that cuts off the circulation around the head. Cynthia is gasping for air, as Janneke's legs slice her throat like piano wire. As her head was squished, Cynthia could hear Angelica laughing like a jackal. Janneke pulled Cynthia back up to her feet and rammed her headfirst into the top turnbuckle. Janneke Kaiser quickly pulled Cynthia up into a bearhug, wrenching her around like a ragdoll and draining her energy with a wicked quickness. As Janneke tears the guts of Cynthia to shreds, Angelica reaches over the ropes and smacks her in the back of the head repeatedly, taunting her. Janneke seems uninterested in her sister's torments and more concerned with winning the match, so she pulls Cynthia to the middle of the ring and lifts her out of the bearhug into a skyhigh-style powerbomb. Janneke pulls a limp Cynthia back to her feet and puts her up in a torture rack.

Cynthia is accustomed to giving up size to her opponents, but this is bordering on the ridiculous. She can't get her body free, and she's being ripped in two pieces. Finally Janneke lets her down, but not in a favorable fashion. Choosing rather to just drop her on her head. Janneke is about to go in for the kill, but Mitchell is able to kick her legs up and knock Janneke back a bit. Sophie has had enough and storms into the ring illegally clotheslining Janneke Kaiser over the top rope to the floor. This brings in Angelica, but Sophie dropkicks her down. Cynthia is still on the canvas writhing in pain as her partner is going nuts. Janneke lands on her feet on the outside, but before she can get back into the ring, Sophie dives through the ropes with a plancha! Angelica sees that her sister is in trouble, but decides to press the advantage on Cynthia instead. She drops down with a kneedrop across the chest of Cynthia. Meanwhile on the outside, Janneke is rocked by lefts and rights from Sophie. Mitchell reaches into the crowd and grabs up a cup of soda. SODA TO THE FACE! Janneke is blinded as Sophie throws a drink into her face.

"It's a total debacle! MAYHEM!" The announcer points out the obvious.

Inside the ring Angelica has Cynthia up for a suplex, but Cynthia reverses the momentum and comes down with a DDT! Outside the ring Sophie dives off the apron onto Janneke, but Kaiser catches her and runs her spine first into the steel post. Sophie lets out a scream, and then Janneke grabs her around the throat... CHOKESLAM! Janneke leaves Sophie in a pile, and climbs back into the ring where she finds Cynthia sitting atop Angelica with a stomach claw. Janneke bats her off her sister, like swatting at a fly. Cynthia goes down. Janneke picks her up and drives her down onto the mat with a press slam. Janneke is about to go for the Kaiser lock, when she hears her sister now back on the outside, begging to be tagged in. Janneke is apprehensive knowing that victory is within reach, but decides to appease Angelica. She tags out to Angelica Kaiser, as Fire & Ice remain in control. Angelica comes in and pulls Cynthia up. She drops her down crotch first across her knee, trying to torture the littler Mitchell. Cynthia begs off, but Angelica does a spinning backhand causing Cynthia's tears to come up again. Just then, Sophie reaches up from the outside and grabs Janneke's legs. Janneke looks down wondering what Sophie could be doing, but the Mitchells' have a plan. Sophie holds the legs of Janneke preventing her from getting into the ring, and as Angelica lifts Cynthia up, Cynthia pokes her in the eyes... ROLL UP! ONE! TWO! Janneke pulls Sophie into the ring with her, but it's too late... THREE!

"The Mitchells just stole one! That's not a normal move in their playbook, but when it comes to facing a couple of girls twice your size you do what it takes." The announcer explains.

As the bell sounds, Janneke shows some rare emotion, pissed at this. She clobbers both of the Mitchells down as the scene fades out.

WINNERS: Sophie & Cynthia Mitchell