Brittany Luuve vs. River Styx - The Once and Future Queen (Hardcore Championship Title Match)

Match Type: Hardcore
Victory Conditions: Pinfall, Submission, or KO
Stipulations: The winner will become the new AFW Hardcore Champion! Either that, or she'll become a two-time champ, so maybe not 'new' in the same sense. You know what I mean.


Kaede was not a religious woman. An atheist, truth be told. She didn't believe in gods, never had much reason to. It was just the way she was raised, and while she didn't have any malice against those who believed, it was certainly not a factor of her life in any way.

As she put on her referee shirt and made her way down to the ring to be the official in her third River Styx match, however, she started to re-evaluate that position. She was starting to suspect that a god did, in fact, exist. And he hated her.

She had just recovered from the last match with Styx, which wound up with her face gettng planted into the mat. Now she had to do it again, all because the rotation kept popping up with her on the losing end.Three times in a row with this crap. Three!

She made her way in the ring just as Styx was finishing up, having a little word with Brittany before things got underway. Oh, joy.

"I think you're confused on a few things, Brittany. Perhaps those tight pants are cutting circulation to your brain. So let me clue you in." Styx ran a hand over her smooth head and stepped back. She really was not in the best shape for this fight - something Lukretia was probably counting on. Which made Styx want to win even more. It would be a nice change in things if the bitch didn't get her way. Just this one time.

"Let's ignore the fact that you're about to have a hardcore match in fucking high heeled shoes. What did you call me? 'Upstart little bitch'? I'm about half a foot taller than you, and I'm pretty sure I've got, bare minimum, sixty pounds on your skinny ass. Not to mention that I've had three hardcore matches in this year alone, while you've had - and correct me if I'm wrong - zero. And by the way..." She canted her head to the side and took another step away. "Lucky? Liberty 'luckily' beat your ass with an elbow drop? From what I saw, she just straight up stomped you in record time. Liberty was a real hardcore champ, and if she were here, she'd beat so much sense into you that you'd realize how stupid you look in that outfit. But she's not here. So I guess I'll just have to do it for her."

With that said, Styx threw the microphone away. Directly at Brittany's face.

Brittany just stood there and listened to Styx's pointless rant. "Yes, Yes, if Liberty was here she would be able to do this and that. But guess what she isn't here and i am. So, why don't you shut up." Brittany said as she looked at Styx waiting for the girl to shut up. Brittany had heard a few things about Styx and as Styx threw the mic Brittany quickly dodged under it as she had expected Styx to try something like that.

"You are just like every other wrestler in this league. You think just because you have a win or two under your belt you can go for the gold. Well guess what, i am going to end your little dream right here." With that said Brittany would lunge towards Styx to fire an uppercut at the girls chin.

God damn it, Brittany dodged the microphone. This was going to be one of those matches. The ones that never went the right way. She'd already gotten through one such match, and now she was stepping right back into it. Fuck.

"Nice comeback." Styx barely had time to get her sarcastic words out before Brittany was on her, and she wound up taking a hard shot right on the chin. A quick blow. Even if her body hadn't been aching so much and slowing her down, it might still have gotten through, and Styx wound up taking the full force. Her head snapped up, she stumbled away, shook her head for a hot second...and then she came back.

Injuries or not, if Brittany wanted a slugfest, she'd get a slugfest. Styx retaliated in kind with a punch of her own, a wild haymaker aimed right at the former champion's face.

Brittany couldn't help but smile as her fist connected with Styx's chin. However, Styx wasn't one to just take that lying down and Brittany soon was stumbling back as Styx's fist slammed into her face. "Is that all you have? If that is it you don't deserve the hardcore belt." " Brittany said as she would charge at Styx to try and slam a clothesline across Styx's chest.

Brittany liked to talk, Styx noticed. People complained that she talked to much herself, but at least she tried to keep it short during the match. This girl had a lot to say, and it was like she was determined to make sure every bit of it was heard.

At any rate, she wasn't catching Styx on her best day. At a better time, she should've been able to win out, fist to fist. But Brittany was faster. Brittany had momentum. And when Brittany came slamming into her chest with the clothesline, even with their size difference, there was only one result - Styx went down.

She crashed hard on her back, reigniting the pain caused by multiple chair shots. It almost felt like she was reliving her last match while she suffered through this one.

Brittany turned to look at the downed Styx. "Down on your back already? How can you hope to beat me if you can't take a little clothesline." Brittany would say before moving over towards the downed Styx to give the girl a swift kick to the ribs. "Come on, get up. I was at least expecting a challenge from you." Brittany woudl say before raising her leg up to stomp on Styx's chest.

Yeah, this wasn't her best moment. Styx could admit that. But if Brittany thought it was all she had to offer, she'd be sadly - and painfully - mistaken.

She started to sit, groaning as her spine protest the effort, but a stomp to her stomach stopped her cold before she could get too far. She needed a little space. Needed to take this out of the ring, work with her environment. So, with that in mind, Styx stayed down and rolled out of the ring, dropping to her knees on the outside of the ring.

Brittany was about to stomp down on Styx again when Styx decided to roll out of the ring. "Running away already? I thought you had more in you than that." Brittany taunted as she made her way over to Styx before slipping out of the ring to join her opponent. "I won't let you get away." Brittany would say as she would reach down to grab Styx's arm to pull Styx to her feet.

Styx would give Brittany credit for being aggressive, if nothing else. Whereas many opponents would've taken some time to gloat as she made a tactical withdrawal, the former champ stayed on target. Good for her.

But she was cocky and arrogant. And while Styx was self aware enough to realize that she couldn't throw stones, that didn't mean she couldn't take advantage of that trait in others

"Not going anywhere." As soon as she was close enough, Styx reached up, grabbed Brittany's head, pulled it in close and dropped right to her knees, trying to slam the mouthy bitch's chin into the top of her skull with a jawbreaker.

Brittany followed Styx outside the ring thinking that Styx was all talk and no bite. However, Styx proved Brittany wrong when Brittany's chin slammed into the top of Styx's head in a painful jawbreaker. Brittany stumbled backwards holding her jaw in pain until she hit the edge of the mat. "You will pay for that." Brittany said as she rested against the edge of the ring.