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

A blinding pain shot through Santa Tigresa's entire skull, when Hinata's knee made contact with her skull and sent her crashing again to the mat. Once again, it seemed the AFW had decided to pit the luchadora against a younger competitor all too eager to run rampant over her. As the Tigresa's back sank into the mat, she tried to gather her breath, tried to keep the arena around her in focus, while her head throbbed in agony.

Santa Tigresa's senses were rocked, by the blow, but it seemed like Hinata was going to give her a chance to get her bearing, whether she realized it or not. The younger girl was obviously fit and trim, well trained and more than ready to take to the ring, but her attitude left a lot to be desired. Pressing her fingers hard against her face, feeling the material of her mask rubbing hard against her face, the Tigresa resolved that before tonight was over, she was going to teach this girl some manners.

The yell coming from Hinata's throat snapped the Tigresa back to her senses. Her head still ached, but the single thought driving through La Santa's mind was that if she didn't get it together soon, she wasn't going to be able to get it together, at all.

And that simply wouldn't do. She'd taken more than enough of a beating when she was competing in Mexico. AFW was meant to be a new start, for her. And she wasn't going to let that go, without a fight. Peering through the mask, the Tigresa saw as Hinata ran up to her, taking to the air, ready to drop a knee on the Tigresa's vulnerable body. Without the wherewithal to completely remove herself from harm's way, the Tigresa opted instead to lift her knees, holding her thighs tight against her body, hoping she could block Hinata's strike with her powerful legs.

Hinata came recklessly charging back in towards La Santa, leaping up to drop that knee straight down towards the larger woman...but, instead of her attack connecting her body, her knee struck down into Tigresa's legs, causing the younger girl to bounce off of her to the mat beside her.

<Shit!> she yelled out in her native tongue as she rolled onto her side, grabbing her knee and letting out a hiss of pain. She hadn't been expecting La Santa to suddenly counter her like that, and now it was her that was hurting. Still though, it was only a minor blow, and she could shake that off easy.

She shook her head, giving her knee a quick pat before sitting back up, then hurrying back up to her feet. She spun back to face the downed La Santa and started to yell at her, gesturing wildly towards the woman with both arms. "Come on then! Get up and fight me then, Tiger Tits, if that's how you're going to be!"

Taking Hinata's knee to her shin stung sharply, despite the protection of her kickpads, but Santa Tigresa knew that taking the blow full-on to her belly would have been far more agonizing. Listening to the younger girl's frustrated shouting, however, gave the Tigresa something else, to focus on. La Santa had to admit, the girl's drive and focus were admirable. Her awful attitude, however, left a great deal to be desired.

"Such language, child," La Santa said, as she took a moment on her back to catch her breath, trying to massage the dull ache in her jaw. "There's no need for it. But, I suppose you're not going to listen to me until I've taught you some manners, are you?" She watched the girl aggressively gesturing at her, the enthusiasm that La Santa had identified earlier seeming to turn to rage. Having had a chance to recover and center herself, a bit, La Santa hoped that this rage would be the opening she needed. The luchadora would have to draw on every bit of experience in grappling that she'd acquired, over the years, but she intuited that control was going to be the edge she would need if she was to have any hope of humbling this brash young woman.

"Huf!" the Tigresa grunted, as she rolled off her back, onto her feet. Letting her body fall backwards, a bit, using her full weight to add momentum, La Santa took a couple steps backwards, into the ring ropes opposite Hinata. Sinking deep against them, the luchadora bounced off of them, coming at the younger girl in a full charge. Knowing full well that Hinata was on her feet already, La Santa hoped to take her by surprise, relying on her training to allow her to move faster than any woman with her figure would logically be able to. Closing the distance in a snap, La Santa extended her right arm, with an open palm. Instead of delivering some kind of running strike, however, La Santa kept the arm off of Hinata, swinging wide around her instead of going for direct contact. Instead, the luchadora would attempt to drive her body hard against Hinata's, and bring that arm down to hook the younger woman's head into a side headlock. If all went to plan, the collision of the two women's bodies would put Hinata off-balance, and the headlock would help La Santa get the control she needed, if only for a moment.

Hinata gave La Santa a condescending look as the luchadora rose up to her feet, as if she couldn't believe the woman was chiding her for her language and her manners. Really? She was going to complain about that in the middle of a wrestling match? A wrestling match in the AFW of all places? Did the Tigresa even know where she was? The thought of it baffled Hinata, and for a moment the girl was lost in her thoughts, trying to figure La Santa out.

A moment too long, unfortunately for her. Hinata snapped out of her brief daze just in time to see La Santa bouncing off the ropes, falling into a charge towards her. She couldn't help but stare, her jaw dropping at the sight. That...was a lot of woman to come barreling straight towards you. Hinata knew she wouldn't be able to get out of the way in time, especially with how fast La Santa was moving. Just how could a woman of that size move that quick anyway?! The only thing that Hinata could do was brace herself, and hope she could withstand the impact of La Santa slamming into her.

But then, all of a sudden, La Santa swung around her, slamming into her for but a brief moment before pulling her tightly into the headlock. Her eyes went wide in surprise, her hands quickly raising up to grasp at La Santa's arms, trying to pry them loose. "H-hey! Let me g-go!" she croaked, quickly realizing that the bigger woman had her exactly where she wanted her.

Santa Tigresa could feel Hinata's eyes on her, studying her in confusion, as the luchadora rolled back onto her feet. Clearly, the luchadora decided, this girl had no respect for the art and science of professional wrestling. For the legacy of lucha libre. No, these were things that Santa Tigresa was going to have to teach, and those lessons were going to come in, hard. It seemed like La Santa had managed to come down on Hinata hard enough to get the edge, locking the girl into a side headlock. The Tigresa took full advantage of the hold, pressing her full body weight against her foe, yanking Hinata's head hard against the luchadora's ample chest.

The moment La Santa could feel Hinata's hands prying at her arms, however, she knew her advantage wouldn't last long. She listened to Hinata's protests with a grin. "Not until you've learned some manners, chica," she taunted, flesing her bicep firmly against Hinata's slender neck. With that, the luchadora dropped her center of balance to her thick, powerful thighs. She tried to pivot off of that weight, as she yanked on Hinata's neck. Dropping low, the luchadora attempted to flip the younger grappler over her waist, to try and slam her foe down hard, on the mat. Regardless of how successful her attempt might be, La Santa would put every effort into keeping that headlock tied in, wanting to see how the younger girl would cope with a bit of controlled, traditional grappling.

Hinata grunted, in a quite annoyed manner, as La Santa pulled her in nice and tight, pushing the younger girl's face right up into her chest. A blush crossed Hinata's face, as she was squashed up against the larger woman's generous breasts. It wasn't even the headlock that was getting to her. It was the embarrassing position that Tigresa had pulled her into. The woman's tits were huuuge, and Hinata couldn't help but feel a tinge of jealousy, just a tiny bit, as she was rubbed up against them.

She kept pulling at La Santa's arms, wanting to be free of the woman's grip and away from her chest, but La Santa was strong, every bit as strong as she looked. Hinata soon realized that her actions were futile, and knew she would have to try something different if she wanted to escape the hold. A pity for her, then, that she wasn't going to get the chance to try. Before she knew it, Tigresa was suddenly shifting her weight, dropping downwards and flipping Hinata along with her. The smaller girl struck the mat hard, her body jerking as it struck the canvas, a choked gasp passing through her lips as she made impact.

That had stung, and to make matters worse, La Santa was keeping that headlock tied in on her. Her hands reached up for La Santa's arms again, grasping at them, trying to pull at them again, but it was obvious that her actions didn't have the same eagerness or strength behind them. Between the hold and the sudden slam, it seemed that Tigresa was doing a solid job of wearing down her lesser experienced opponent.

Santa Tigresa could feel Hinata's struggling against her body, squirming in the luchadora's tight side headlock. With every bit of effort Hinata put into trying to pry herself free, La Santa found her respect growing for the girl more and more. As rude and rough around the edges as she was, Hinata had spirit. And a world of potential, if she learned how to best use that spirit.

Not that this caused La Santa any hesitation in dumping the poor girl down to the mat, of course. La Santa could feel her opponent's fire fading, her attempts at prying the luchadora's arms loose growing weaker and weaker. Hinata had a strong start to the match, had displayed great skill and deftness in putting La Santa on her back, but it seemed to the Tigresa that the young newcomer hadn't yet learned how to pace herself. Still, the luchadora reminded herself, she could hardly afford to get cocky. An opponent as young and fierce as Hinata certainly wasn't one to be taken lightly.

So, with the pair of them down on the mat, Santa Tigresa began to shift her weight, and try to transition into a new hold. Sliding an arm across Hinata's neck, bringing the other to grip her skull firmly from the top, La Santa tucked Hinata's head firmly against her chest as she applied a sleeperhold. As she did so, the luchadora would turn the both of them upwards, wrapping her thick legs around Hinata's slender, muscular waist, and begin to squeeze tightly. The Tigresa didn't suspect she could get a submission out of this hold, not from her fiery young foe, but she wanted to see how the younger woman would respond to the challenge she was putting towards her, now.

Hinata let out a soft cry, squirming in La Santa's hold as the woman shifted her position, holding her head tightly in place, rolling onto her back and wrapping those big, thick legs of hers around the smaller girl's waist. This was bad. It felt like she was trapped in a vise, the screws slowly tightening around her body. Between her waist being scissored and her neck stuck in the sleeper, Hinata was in a terrible position.

But she wasn't giving up. Forget that.

Hinata's arms were still free, and La Santa had put herself in the perfect position for the younger girl to try a counterattack. Gritting her teeth and trying to ignore the squeezing, suffocating pain of La Santa's hold, Hinata brought one of her arms up, then drove it back behind herself, trying to slam her elbow into La Santa's ribs. She would try this a second time, and then a third, trying to hammer the Tigresa with a series of slow, steady blows, desperately hoping that her elbows would rattle the more experienced woman enough that she could try to make an escape from her.

Santa Tigresa struggled to keep Hinata in her grip, as she transitioned into the hold. The girl's spirit was clearly far from diminished, un-intimidated by the Tigresa's advantages in size or leverage. Slowly, La Santa put more and more pressure into the scissor lock, and held the sleeper firmly. She could feel Hinata's toned muscles compressing between her thighs, but still, the youthful newcomer showed no signs of surrender. Signs that La Santa was too busy watching for, as opposed the counter that shot straight towards her ribs.

“Aah!” La Santa cried out, as Hinata's elbow shot straight into her rib. The blow caught the luchadora off-guard, causing her to loosen her hold on the sleeper immediately. With each successive elbow strike rocking her body more and more, La Santa's grip on Hinata's waist shook loose. After a few of the blows rained down on her, La Santa planted her arms on Hinata's shoulders, released her leg's grip, and shoved the young spitfire away as forcefully as she could.

“Ooof ...” Santa Tigresa exclaimed, as she rose to a knee. “You have some fight in you, chica, I'll give you that. Also, sharp elbows ... I'm going to have to be pulling out the big guns for you tonight, aren't I?” Trying to keep a firm base on that knee, La Santa hoped that talking big would keep her opponent from noticing that she was nursing those ribs Hinata had just been working, hoping to massage out the pain before she was called on to act, again.

"Gotcha!" Hinata cried out as her first elbow connected, La Santa's sleeper instantly loosening from around her neck. With each elbow after that, she grinned wider and wider, driving blow after blow towards the larger woman until she was finally free, until La Santa had completely let her go, shoving her away.

Hinata rolled to the side and onto her belly, starting to push herself up as Tigresa rose up to her knee. "You mean you've got bigger?" she smirked, her eyes glancing over La Santa's body for a moment before meeting her gaze again. "You should have brought them out sooner then...because now I've got you!"

With those words, Hinata suddenly sprang up to her feet, and rushed in towards La Santa, recklessly lunging back in towards her. She knew she had to keep pressing her attack, even if her neck and body were still hurting from La Santa's hold. She couldn't afford to give the bigger, stronger, more experienced woman any chance to get in the first strike on her again, she had to keep ahead of her, no matter what. So, she rushed in towards La Santa again, hoping she could catch the woman off her guard before she rose back up to her feet from her kneeling position. As she charged in, she lifted her arm towards La Santa, trying to smash her forearm towards the woman's head, a quick, stiff club straight towards the side of her skull.