Scarlett Johansson
Jennifer LawrenceJennifer's arms windmilled haplessly as Scarlett tightened her sleeper hold. It had been a real barnburner of a battle, but for the last few minutes, Johansson had held the upper hand. And now that she had her adversary trapped in her 'Scarlett's Web' sleeper finisher, it looked as if it would be lights out for Lawrence, followed by being shut up in the casket that sits at ringside.
Cinching the pressure up as much as she could, Scarlett glanced over her shoulder and grunted with disapproval; the referee was still a striped heap on the canvas, too stunned to rise. It was the inadvertent with collision with Jen which allowed Johanson to take control of the match, but it also left the official useless for the time being, and it wouldn't be much longer before he was needed to declare Lawrence knocked out.
Emma Stone stood at ringside, watching this tableau unfold. Scarlett, wary of Jennifer's penchant for cheating, had asked her tag partner to be handy to watch her back. Stone happily agreed...but did not share with her partner another, more pertinent reason for her wanting to be present.
Stealthily, the redhead slid under the ropes into the ring, and crept up on the unwary blonde; suddenly, a starfield exploded in ScarJo's brain as a superkick snapped with perfected precision to the base of her skull. Badly dazed, Johansson's arms dropped limply to her sides and she staggered backward. Freed of the sleeper, Jen's knees dipped a bit, but she managed to keep herself upright. Stumbling to the ropes, she shook her head to clear the fog, realizing she had just bare instants to take advantage of this turn of events.
Drunkenly turning around to face her unexpected attacker, the confused Johansson rasped,
"Why...?" Emma's eyes twinkled as she gave her once-friend a sneering grin and said, "I'm trading up, sweet cheeks. Consider this your pink slip." She punctuated her jibe with a fist to the blonde's belly, which sunk deep and doubled her over, gasping pitifully for air.
A loud groan signaled that the ref was finally returning to the real world at last, and that was Stone's cue to disappear from the ring. His vision clearing, what filled it was the sight of Jennifer pulling the doubled-over Scarlett's head between her thighs, wrapping her arms around the blonde's waist, and executing her 'J-Law' powerbomb. Splayed upon the canvas, Johansson's sweat-slick body quivered involuntarily, her glazed eyes staring incomprehensibly at the arena lights above. She was done for...but her opponent wasn't done with her just yet.
Scooping the rag doll that was her rival up, Lawrence lifted her up for a bodyslam. But before she delivered Johansson back to the unforgiving mat, Jennifer slowly walked around the ring, parading Scarlett as a huntress shows off a prime trophy, making it plain to one and all just how helpless ScarJo was. Of course, other than the referee, not one person in the arena was under the impression that Jennifer would be enjoying this moment were it not for the very illegal assistance from Stone.
The ring shook as Scarlett was slammed down, leaving her barely clinging to consciousness. It's doubtful her befuddled brain could comprehend what was happening as Jennifer next dragged her beaten foe out of the ring and shoved her body into the casket. With the slam of the lid, the bell tolled to signal the match was over.
Climbing back in the ring, Jennifer let the ref raise her arm in victory. Then Emma joined her; the two high-fived and then hugged to a chorus of boos from the crowd. Exiting the ring and walking past the casket, both women gave scoffing laughs and flipped their middle fingers toward the beaten woman within.
But while this match may be over, it was clear to one and all that a much larger war had just been declared.
