“RISING SUN” HINATA HUERTA VS SANTA TIGRESA, su Lucha Debut!

Fastening her mask firmly beneath her chin, the woman known as Santa Tigresa IV could hear the opening string of her entrance music playing, as she readied herself for tonight's match. After unexpectedly winning her first match, Santa Tigresa was eager to put her skill to the test again, and the AFW officials had quickly found her a fitting contest. Tonight, the woman who was trying her best to fill her legacy, would be going up against a young up and comer from the same scene that had produced her. It wouldn't be an easy fight, by any measure, but La Santa was more than eager to give her all, to prove that she was ready, for such a challenge.

Running her fingers through her hair as she stood, the young Tigresa rose to her full height, eager to meet her next challenge. The anticipation ran like electricity through her body, as she readied for her next challenger. Santa Tigresa had managed to make her first match in AFW a win, pulling off a narrow victory over her first opponent. Tonight, however, the luchadora was hardly so confident that she could be so lucky, again.

Bursting out onto the entrance ramp with the opening strings of her theme, Santa Tigresa knelt down, crossing herself for the audience. As she did so, she could hear the throaty vocals of her entrance music, echoing through the arena. The luchadora prayed to her God that she would, once again, rise to the occasion, hoping to overcome her opponent while managing to impress the crowd assembled around her. As she made her way down the ring, she remembered what she'd been told about the young woman she'd been facing; a fellow Mexican wrestler, devoted to the craft, eager to make a name for herself. The strain of her tights against her body, as she made her way to the ring, reminded the Tigresa that she couldn't allow herself to take anything for granted. Especially against an opponent who, first night out, would surely be eager to make a name for herself.

Still, upon reaching the ring, Santa Tigresa mounted the ropes confidently, raising a fist to strike a bold pose, for her fans. Looking out across the crowd, and trying to keep in mind the folks watching back home, Santa Tigresa knew that there was a burden on her shoulders, tonight. Listening to the rising cheers of the audience as she vaulted the top rope and bounced back on her heels, towards her corner, La Santa watched the entrance ramp. Intently, she waited, eager to see her young opponent making her way to the ring.

Tonight. Tonight is my night! Tonight I get to show the entire world what I can do!

These were the thoughts of young Hinata Huerta, waiting anxiously backstage for her cue to enter the arena. Tonight was her big debut in the AFW, a night that she had been waiting to arrive for as long as she could remember. In a lot of ways, her entire life had led up to this moment. Both of her parents were wrestlers in other companies, and she wanted nothing more to be a part of the wrestling business herself. She had fought tooth and nail in smaller, more independent divisions and companies, and finally, finally she was here in the AFW, the biggest stage of all for any aspiring wrestling.

She had to admit, part of her was damn nervous about it.

She planned on making a good showing though, here in her debut night. She wasn't sure who she was scheduled to be up against, but she wasn't worried. She was going to go out there, kick some poor girl's ass, and then drive her knee straight through their head. Take out her opponent and look good doing it. Easy as pie.

When she finally got her signal, she burst through the entrance to the arena and onto the stage atop the entrance ramp, thrusting her fist high into the air, letting a loud scream emerge from her lips as she appeared on the scene, as the stock entrance theme they were using for her began to play. She would pick a real theme later. For now, she just wanted to get out there and do what she did best. She grinned widely, and began to race down the entrance ramp, heading straight for the ring, wasting no time in getting this show on the road. She dived straight under the ropes as she reached the ring, practically leaping up to her feet, thrusting her fists out towards the crowd again. She was ready for this. She was ready.

But then, she turned around to face her opponent, getting her first look at Santa Tigresa IV...or rather, her first look at the woman's chest. She gulped, and tilted her head back, looking upwards towards the woman's face. Tigresa was big. Not the biggest wrestler she had even seen, but still much bigger and heavier looking then Hinata was.

This...wasn't going to be as easy as she had thought. Not by a long shot.

Leaning against the ropes, trying to do some last minute stretches to make certain her body was limber enough for what was to come, Santa Tigresa tried to size up her opponent, for the evening. She hoped that the intimidation she was feeling wasn't showing, through the mask. Hinata was a fit young woman, radiating energy and enthusiasm as she rushed down the entrance ramp. The Tigresa could take some solace in the fact that she was the larger, of the two, but the younger wrestler's clear-cut muscle tone and youthful energy wasn't anything to take lightly.

That, and if La Santa had understood correctly, this was going to be her opponent's first AFW match, tonight. There hadn't been anything for the luchadora to study, to prepare for this, and her opponent was no doubt going to be eager to make an impression on the AFW crowds. That, and she'd been told that the girl had, like The Tigresa herself, had been trained in Mexico, so might likely know many (if not all) of the same moves and tricks that the masked luchadora would be using. All that considered, the Tigresa could hardly expect a walk in the park, tonight. Still, as Hinata entered the ring, pumping her fists high into the air for the crowds, La Santa leaned off the ropes, squared her shoulders, and slowly approached the girl.

If La Santa noticed the small “gulp” in the younger woman's throat, she paid it no mind. Instead, as Hinata sized her up, La Santa simply extended an open hand to the girl, and a smile. “Looking forward to a match with another student of lucha libre, tonight,” she said, pleasantly. “We'll have to compare notes after the match, perhaps, pequeno.” In truth, however, La Santa was a bit more intimidated than she let on, and she was hoping it didn't show through. Santa Tigresa IV's career in Mexico hadn't exactly been stellar (and she was hoping that her opponent wouldn't know that), but the luchadora was doing everything in her power to put that behind her. Hand extended, poised and confident, Santa Tigresa felt ready to try and put all of that behind her, and give this match her all, once the opening bell rung.

It wasn't so much La Santa Tigresa's size that had caught Hinata off her guard. After all, she really wasn't the biggest woman she had even seen. She had seen bigger, way bigger. It was her overall look. From the great height advantage she held over Hinata, to her the solidness of her build, to the wild, almost savage look that her long, flowing hair gave her. Tigresa was quite the impressive figure, and under any other case, Hinata might have shown a bit more fear towards the idea of going one-on-one with the woman.

But this was her first match in the AFW, dammit! This was everything she had lived and dreamed for! This was her big moment, and dammit, she wasn't going to let some oversized woman get in her way!

Hinata stared down at Tigresa's open hand for a moment as she extended it towards her, and with a smirk she ignored it, spinning on one heel away from the woman, folding her arms over her chest. She closed her eyes and called out loudly to the luchadora, loud enough that the first row of the crowd could easily hear her words. "The only thing I'm looking forward to tonight is kicking your ass!" she yelled, letting out a loud hmph! after those words. "And the only thing we'll be comparing tonight is how it felt to get pinned underneath me, and how awesome it was to pin you in front of all of these people!" She opened her eyes, spinning back towards Tigresa with a serious, determined look over her face. She thrust one of her own hands towards her, pointing straight at the larger luchadora. "So get ready, Tiger Tits! You're just the first stepping stone in my path to the top of this company, got it?!"

Santa Tigresa felt more than a little stupid, extending her hand out to no response. Worse, however, was the verbal ribbing that Hinata had decided to send, her way. The Tigresa's cheeks flushed a bit red, at the crude way her younger opponent had decided to address her. Self-consciously, the luchadora's free arm moved across herself, protectively. It was a futile effort on La Santa's part, to try and cover her ample bust with just the one arm, but Hinata had managed to strike a sore spot with the woman. Less-than-modest costume aside, La Santa was here to compete, and now she was more determined than ever to prove that.

“If I'm just your first step, chica,” La Santa said, as the bold young woman took her defiant stance against her, “then you have no idea how hard a journey is ahead of you.” Dropping the neutral stance she was holding, the Tigresa bent at the knees, keeping her stance loose and fluid, ready for the opening bell. The luchadora flashed a grin from beneath her mask, a front against the trepidation she was feeling. Even in just her relatively short time in AFW, she'd come to realize that the girls here were highly competitive, and there was never going to be a moment where the Tigresa wouldn't need to bring her A-game.

When the opening bell sounded, Santa Tigresa would pounce toward her younger opponent full-tilt, arms extended, trying to get a firm grip on her shoulders. The luchadora was trying to get a solid lock-up on her opponent, to get a firm grip on the lithe young woman so that she could test her strength. If she could get a decent grip, La Santa would lean in, putting her full strength into pushing Hinata down from above, testing the girl to see how she would respond.

As Santa Tigresa dropped into her stance, grinning over at Hinata, the smaller girl grinned right back to her, dropping into a ready stance of her own. This was it. No more chit-chat, no more games. It was time to fight, and Hinata couldn't have been more ready to get started.

When she heard that opening bell ring out, Hinata moved right in towards Tigresa. She raised up her own arms, gladly taking the lock-up with the larger woman. Not because she thought she could out-muscle her, not at all. She knew good and well that as far as physical strength went, there was no way she could match up with the luchadora, not a chance. She had other things in mind, though, which is why she took the lock-up head-on.

She planted her feet firmly against the mat, pushing back against the larger woman with as much strength as she could muster, straining as Tigresa pushed down on her from on high. It was obvious to everyone watching that the smaller girl was clearly outmatched, but it didn't seem to bother Hinata any, her grin not once leaving her face. She kept pushing against Tigresa for a few moments, starting to drop downwards as the older woman pushed down on her. But then, suddenly, Hinata let out a loud yell towards the woman, giving her arms a sudden push back up, trying to force Tigresa back upwards, just enough that she could jump up, trying to plant her boots against Tigresa's chest so that she could lean back and toss the woman over herself with a quick monkey flip!

Santa Tigresa's chest swelled a bit, to see Hinata rising so eagerly to her challenge. The Tigresa was, to be honest, more than a bit nervous about squaring off against a young opponent, especially one so toned, athletic and ready to compete. Despite that, however, La Santa was eager to test herself, and Hinata seemed to be promising her that, tonight. When the two women locked up, La Santa pressed down, her entire body flexing as she brought her strength down on the smaller girl.

Every muscle in Santa Tigresa's body tensed, as she pressed down on Hinata, trying to press the girl further down towards the mat. La Santa let her weight bear down on the younger grappler, and it seemed like the other girl was giving, but by bit. “Just let me know when it gets too much, chica,” La Santa grinned, her confidence growing with every inch she was able to take from her foe. Hinata's smile didn't seem to register with the luchadora whatsoever, however. Given what would happen next, it clearly should have …

It was clear from looking at the luchadora's physique, that she was more than a little top-heavy. And as La Santa's weight pressed down on her smaller opponent, Hinata giving inch by inch as she pushed on, which proved a massive disadvantage. La Santa couldn't help but flinch, as Hinata let out a loud cry and forced La Santa to suddenly shift her weight upward. The Tigresa couldn't help but lose her balance, there, tumbling forward, her cockiness being fully exploited by Hinata's clever positioning. La Santa stumbled forward, hopping upward, allowing Hinata to take full advantage of the luchadora's helplessness.

“Ggghhhaahhhh!” La Santa cried out, as she fell forward onto Hinata's ready strike. She could feel the girl's boots digging hard into La Santa's soft, ample bosom, driving the air from the luchadora's lungs. Between her forward momentum and her opponent's solid positioning, La Santa lost track of herself as Hinata's monkey flip sent the older woman tumbling end over end, coming down to a crash landing upon her bum. Rising back to a sitting position, a hand coming down involuntarily to massage her aching tailbone, La Santa tried and failed to rise to a defensive position. Hinata had drawn a solid first strike, and La Santa would be lucky to mount any kind of defense, against whatever her opponent would attempt, next.

As soon as Hinata tossed La Santa through the air and hit the mat herself, she sprung back up to her feet. That felt good. That felt damn good. Not even a minute into the match and she was already sending this big oaf flying! It had to been a sign of things to come! She was going to own La Santa the entire match like this, and walk out a winner in the end!

She spun towards the larger, older woman and looked down at her, grinning with excitement as she watched the luchadora trying to sit up, rubbing at her bottom. Hinata knew she had the advantage, and she was ready to keep pressing it. She turned away from La Santa, moving away from her, putting some space between herself and the luchadora as she tried to get back up, and failed. She moved about half a ring's distance away from her, then spun on her heel, facing the woman once more.

"Think fast, Tiger Tits!" she shouted out, suddenly exploding towards her again, racing back across the ring towards her. As she neared La Santa, she suddenly hopping up, raising her knee straight towards the side of the woman's head, fully intent on slamming her knee into the luchadora's skull. That should be a nice wake-up call to the woman, Hinata decided, and should give her a real reason not to underestimate her!

Having just been sent tumbling indignantly end-over-end, the entire arena still seemed to be spinning around Santa Tigresa. The luchadora winced; she really should have seen a feint like that coming, she scolded herself, cheeks reddening beneath her golden mask. That was a rookie mistake, one beneath the mask and legacy she'd worn out to the ring, tonight. As La Santa tried to gather her wits, her mind raced to come up with a strategy, hoping to regain some of her honor in paying back the newcomer for her indignity and insult.

Planting a hand firm on the mat, La Santa pivoted on her bum to face Hinata. However, she froze almost immediately, seeing the younger woman bearing down on her at full speed. She almost stammered out a protest, but the girl was far too quick for even that. Hinata's knee struck hard against the Tigresa's jawline, sending her spawling, flat against the mat.

The Tigresa's face clearly showed the pain that left her head swimming. She let out a soft groan, utterly dazed as the arena lights seemed to spin around her. This girl meant business, clearly, and the only thought that seemed to get any traction in La Santa's head, at the moment, was that she was going to have to step up her game, if she was going to survive. Shaking the cobwebs out, trying to level her breathing, the luchadora attempted to ready herself. Limbs loose, eyes closed, La Santa tried to steady herself. The only motion in the woman's curvy body was the gentle rise and fall of her breathing. The luchadora opted to play possum; with the hard strike that Hinata had just leveled at her skull, the luchadora would still need some recovery time. While she waited for it, however, trying not to focus on the pain that screamed through her skull, the Tigresa tried to ready herself for whatever her young foe would level at her, next.

The feeling of her knee smashing into La Santa's jaw was incredible. Sure, Hinata had brought down many other women with a sudden, powerful knee like that in the past, but it felt especially good this time. There was something about the feeling of flooring the bigger, more savage looking woman that made Hinata feel damn good. Now she just needed to keep it up.

She turned away from Tigresa as the woman went down, spreading her arms wide, facing the crowd with a big, cocky grin splashed across her face. This was her match, her time to shine. She was owning this, and she was going to keep doing so!

With another sudden, aggressive yell, Hinata suddenly took off towards the ropes. As she approached them, she let her body press into them, turning and bouncing back off towards her fallen opponent. As she neared La Santa, she suddenly jumped up, falling back down towards the woman, raising up that knee again. This time, she was trying to drive it down as she fell, trying to bring a knee strike straight into the older woman's midsection. That would go a long way towards keeping her grounded...as long as it hit, anyway, and Hinata had no reason to believe it wouldn't.