Alaina Sanders vs. Daisuke Takeuchi ( A grudge match)

Takeuchi could feel her grip loosening, his teeth gritted as he continued to break her grip around his waist. Her hands almost being preyed off his waist when suddenly Alaina let go and instead grabbed his head and shoved in onto the locker, *CLANG*. Takeuchi began to moan and groan as he rubbed his forehead, he felt a bit dizzy as he shook his head to get the cobwebs out of his mind and get back in this match! Maybe it wasn't a good idea to attack her in her locker, she would be more familiar with her lockerroom and what weapons and areas she could use to her advantage!

"Gah owww my head, Mmmm hm? Maybe because I am better than everyone else ! Especially better than a newbie and her crippled friend!" he snapped at her before attempting to send an elbow to her side then would try to follow up by grabbing a fistfull of her hair and then driving her into the locker to return the favour!

Alaina let out a small scream of pain as she took an elbow to the side and was tossed against a locker herself!

She wanted to get out of the locker room and to a more open area. Daisuke wanted a brawl, but Alaina wanted to try to work a few good old fashioned slams into things... especially in a hallway with a concrete floor. For now Alaina slumped against the locker, hoping to play possum a little bit.

Takeuchi stood next to his opponent as she slumped down against the locker, he took a moment before unleashing a flurry of boot stomps against her chest and upper belly! to make sure she was winded out and needed a moment or two to relax, he then went to look around her room to see what else he could use and his eye caught up on her alternate sports bra attire that was sticking out of one of her gym bags.

Takeuchi grabbed it and quickly moved back towards where the Amazon was slumped against, he got down on his knees next to her and began to wrap her own wrestling top against her neck and use it to choke her out a bit! adding insult to injury as he uses her own garment to choke her out, his body leaning into hers as he tightens the sports bra around her neck and pushes in. " Grrrrraaaahhh!Nggghmmmmm! Give up? HUH! SUBMIT!!" he hissed at her, demanding a submission from her as things get ugly between the two

Alaina's eyes widened as Daisuke began to choke her out with her backup ring attire!

"N-no way..." She coughed out as he applied pressure. Alaina looked around and saw a folding metal chair... but she had to get free to make her way over to it.

Alaina reached up at Daisuke's eyes with her hands, raking them as hard as she could! Once Daisuke let go she would headbutt him to stun him and make a move for the chair, then it was game on...

Takeuchi continued to apply pressure in the choke hold as he twisted and turned her sports bra and tightening it around her neck, his teeth gritted as he kept her body trapped between her back pressing the locker and his own body!"Nrrrgghhhh! COME ON! Just submit- There's no way you can-ACK! Gaaahhh my eyes, fuck! they burn shi-Urgghhhh" he cried out as her nails rake against his eye which was swiftly followed up by a headbutt that caused him to back off of her and stagger back a bit- rubbing his wattery eyes a bit as he shook his head trying to clear his blurry vision "Damn dirty eye-rake! this isnt a catfight" he snarled as he continued to rubb his eyes until he saw her going for that chair!.

"WHOA!" his eyes widen opened now as he quickly made for the exit and tried to head outside the locker room and move back into the AFW backstage area, trying to avoid that chair shot that he was sure she was going to smash it against his head!

Alaina grabbed the chair and chased Daisuke out of the locker room and into the hallway.

As she drew close the thrust the chair forward into Daisuke's ribcage as hard as she could! "Just do your best to think of this as a lesson, and the goal is for you to learn proper manners!" Alaina said as she thrust the chair forward. This was unusual for her, she anticipated a regular match that would likely have moments right outside the ring... but this was a slugfest in the backstage area. If anything, she wanted to pound Daisuke in preparation for her hopeful future matches with her two least favorite people.

Takeuchi kept backing off from her opponent as she swung that chair wildly at him! "WHOA! What are you crazy? Wah-Stop! N-nonononononono" he said in a panicking tone while shaking his head and hands before he was whacked hard against his rib-cage by that steel chair!. Takeuchi moaned out loudly as he went down on his side on the cold cement floor, doubling over while his arms are wrapped around his body to protect his ribcage from further attacks! His face grimacing with his eyes shut tight as he rolls around in pain, moaning and groaning.

A few people gather around the backstage hallway as they look to see what the commotion is all about! they whisper and gossip in each others ears as they spectate the Amazon dishing out some punishment to Takeuchi, the referee of the match is soon alerted to the fact that the match had already begun! he quickly rushed down to the scene where they were tussling, ready to call this match right down to the middle!

"Oh, hey!" Alaina said as she smiled and waved quickly at the referee. She saw Daisuke down, and she wanted to return the favor of being choked out...

Alaina wrapped her arms around his throat from behind and her legs around his abdomen! She began to apply pressure as she locked him into a rear naked choke! "All right.. why don't you quit? Tap, or say 'I quit' either or works fine for me." She kept the pressure up, the longer the hold was locked in the better. Anyone who attacks someone in the locker room deserves nothing less.

Takeuchi felt Alaina's vice like grip around his throat as her arms wrap around his neck while her legs snake around his abdomen, she was now down on her back on the cold concrete floor while Daisuke was laying on top of her, wiggling and squirming wildly as he struggles to breathe. Takeuchi was in trouble! and he knew it, he had to do something or his lights would soon be out. His hands prying at her forearms trying to somehow loosen her grip to separate her arms from his throat, while his body jerks Left-Right squirming.

The small crowd were fascinated and amazed at the Amazons strength and technique, they heard about her first loss and were amazed at how she lost that match at all given her skill! maybe...things got a big ugly in that one.

Takeuchi had to think fast- he knew how to get under peoples skin and that usually got them distracted enough. [color:288jrrdw=#0040BF:288jrrdw]"Ngghhmmmm *COUGH*HUFF*COUGH* Let....go...NO! im not giving up to a third-class wrestler wannabe he moaned out as he tried to shoot his elbow back into her side. " *sniff* Gee- did you forget to take a pre match shower"[/color] he tried to egg her on before trying to get back up on his feet, making sure Alaina is clinging onto his back in her hold once he got back up to his feet, he would then attempt to jump up and fall back so that Alanias back would hit the cold hard floor!

Alaina hung on for dear life and ignored Daisuke's insults. "I think you underestimated my strength big guy...Oomph!" Alaina said before Daisuke got to his feet and fell straight back with Alaina's head and back bouncing off the concrete floor.

Her back and head hurt, and she was slightly dazed from the unexpected meeting of skull and floor. She grabbed the back of her head and rolled onto her side.