Clyde Gastin Vs. Abbey Abraxas

Singles Match scheduled for One Fall!
Standard Rules
Win by Pinfall, Submission or Knockout
10 Count for Ring Outs!

Fresh from Tension Climax, Clyde was feeling anxiety. He didn't feel like his normal self anymore. He didn't even know if he was happy. He felt kind of numb inside. He was relived things were working out between him and Mercy again but his career was still in a hard place. He didn't know where he was going to go and if he was even going to succeed anymore. Times were as rough as ever but he couldn't quite find a reason to surrender either. He didn't know where he was going, but after all the horrible things AFW had thrown at him, it felt like habit to just keep moving forward.

And so he did.

"No Compromise" by Rebel Meets Rebel began to blast throughout the arena speakers and the Kyoto crowd were on their feet in an instant as Japan's favorite cowboy strolled out onto the arena stage with a shoulder swaying, big stepped swagger, bobbing his head left to right as he walked on stage clad in long black wrestling tights, matching knee pads and boots with tape on his wrists. In addition to a sleeveless denim jacket that dawned the logo of 'Slayer' on the upper back. The only thing missing seemed to be his hat!

With a grin, Clyde made his way down the ramp with a cocky swagger, suddenly drawing a pair of finger guns and pointing them out forward before yelling... "BOOOM!!" just as an explosion of pyro went off behind him on the stage. "WHEW!" He cried as he rushed the ring, sliding under the ropes before getting up and rushing to a turnbuckle that he'd quickly climb to the very top, raising his fists to the crowed before he fell back and pushed off the top to flip backwards, landing perfectly on his feet as the crowd cheered and the girls screamed for the gaijin. The reaction of the people picked his spirits up.

After ditching his jacket and showboating for the crowd, Clyde made his way to his corner, draping his arms over it, ready for fight his now famous opponent.

Abbey had shut herself in a bit after her loss to Ami Takeuchi. It had been a humiliating affair for her and she didn't even want to come to the facilities for a long time. She knew she was a better wrestler than Ami by leaps and bounds and she was pretty sure that she could beat Daisuke more often than not as well, but the two of them she could not beat alone. She had decided to let Ami pick the match stipulations as well, so she couldn't even fault the two for cheating. That was the worst part. No, the worst part was that she thought there might have been a decent guy somewhere inside of Daisuke.

Still, life had to go on and Abbey always had an itch that she couldn't scratch. She needed to get back in the ring so she didn't rust, not that she felt like she was! When her music began to play, she hopped out from the backstage entrance and raised her fists in the air to the cheering crowd. Whatever ennui she had been in was erased by the adrenaline that was pumping through her body now.

Abbey had known she was facing off against Clyde. The guy had been in the league for a while and had just come off a tough title defense. She didn't know what state he was in, but she hoped he was hungry. She ran down the ramp and slid into the ring, raising her arms in the air again before she slipped off her glasses and jacket and handed them to the referee.

Abbey then stretched and stepped to the center of the ring. She held out her hand and smiled at Clyde. "Hey there, Dusty Trails." She said with a bright grin. "Sorry about your loss. I know that was a real kick in the teeth, but unfortunately, I'm not going to be here to kiss you and make it all better. I came for a fight, so I hope you're ready for another butt kicking!"

Clyde kept his eyes locked on the entrance stage when his tall blonde opponent made her way out into the arena. Clyde knew of Abbey, she had made quite the name for herself in a relatively short amount of time, plowing through most of Tension's male roster and it seemed as if Clyde was next. The cowboy wasn't in the best of states but even he couldn't resist the excitement he felt at being able to face off against such a talented opponent. He expected a good, hard fight. Or rather he craved one. Needed one.

He remained against his corner and scoped out Abbey, recalling Zak and him meeting her in the gym one time. She was a hottie for sure but tall and thick, much bigger than he was in comparison. He heard enough about her to know that fooling around too much would be a mistake.

When Abbey began marching for the center of the ring, Clyde did the same, going up to meet her and giving her a firm handshake. Clyde was all stone faced and serious until Abbey's nickname and bright grin, brought a smile out of the cowboy. "Howdy" He said simply, nodding along with her words before blushing slightly at the mention of a kiss, only to smirking coyly at her.

"Heh." He huffed with a confident, sly smirk. "Oh you'll always get a fight outta me, missy.... Though I sure as heck wouldn't be against that kiss." He adds in a coy manner, before sticking his tongue out at her playfully.

Abbey scrunched her nose up at Clyde's words. Of COURSE he wouldn't be against a kiss. She rolled her eyes inwardly. She had to stop feeding the pervs. "Great. Just make sure the competition isn't too stiff." She replied drolly and stepped back into her corner, waiting for the bell to ring.

When it finally clanged, she darted out of the corner and rushed at Clyde. She was pretty confident she was stronger than the Texan but he might know that too. He probably wouldn't want to lock up, but Abbey tried to bully him into a classic collar-elbow tie up.

Clyde gave Abbey a shameless shrug while cocking his head to the side before he heard her rebuttal that made his eyes widen a bit, breaking into slight laughter. She was quick on the draw.

But enough games.

Clyde backed into his corner with his game face on, stretching out before that bell rang and... The big blonde titan came rushing. The cowboy's head perked up before he tried to dart into a roll to escape the corner and Abbey, trying to pop back up at the corner to her left!

Abbey couldn't get Clyde in a lock up as he rolled away to a corner. Abbey didn't mind, even if he wasn't locking up with her, he was doing her a favor by cutting off the ring all by himself. Maybe it was BETTER than a lock up.

With Clyde in the corner, Abbey lunged, dropped to her knees and made a shoot at Clyde, looking to grab one of his legs.

Clyde was relying on speed to evade Abbey. She definitely was bigger and most likely had that strength advantage so for now he was playing it safe. But he didn't mind, he had the stamina to zip around the ring all day. No way she was as fast as he was!

But she was still plenty fast... Before Clyde knew it, Abbey was back on him.

"Shit!" He gasped as he got picked up by Abbey, hobbling off balance before falling onto his back! His eyes shot wide with panic, not wanting to be on his back in front of Abbey, so he tried to lift up his free leg and shove his boot into her stomach to try and push her away!

"Nh!"

"Gn!"

Abbey grunted as Clyde's boot jammed into her shoulder as she bent down after the shoot. She winced but spread her legs, trying to walk her hands up Clyde's leg, alternating gripping pulling with each hand while she forced the leg under her body.

She had Clyde but she wasn't exactly in the BEST position, still, as long as she could pin him down, she could work on the other leg. That leg that had kicked her.

Clyde felt trapped between a rock and a hard place with suddenly forcing his leg under her body. The Texan was being forced to admit that he couldn't compete with Abbey on the ground.

"Nh!" He grunted, extending his arm up, trying to grab the ropes above him by the corner closest to him!

"Baaaah!"

Abbey bleated like a sheep as Clyde took all of her hard work and cast it away with a simple grab of the ropes. She pushed off quickly before the referee even began to tell her to release.

"Yeah, yeah." She said, rolling her eyes. "Dumb old me grappling by the ropes." She muttered as she stood up and backed away. "Well, next time you're over there, I'll just give you a chop or a kick." She said, smiling at Clyde.