Felina Rodriguez vs Daisuke Takeuchi

Match Type: Standard
Victory Condition: Pinfall, Submission, DQ or Countout

Felina Rodriguez had never felt more amped for a fight in her entire life. A week had passed since her encounter with Daisuke Takeuchi has broken her self confidence and made her feel absolutely shitty about herself. It had made her question the legitimacy of her fighting career, and even made her think about giving it all up. But fortunately, Felina was blessed with the greatest cousin a girl could have. One much needed pep talk from Carmen, and Felina had not only re-discovered her confidence, but also her desire to beat the ever living shit out of Daisuke. That hadn’t gone as planned the first time around, but this was going to be different. She was sure of it.

She stretched her arms and legs out while taking several deep breaths as she stood behind the curtain with Carmen, clad in her ring gear and eagerly awaiting the cue of her music. “Hey, Carmen,” she said, momentarily dropping her intense expression to smile at her cousin. “Thanks for coming. Wiping the floor with this prick’s gonna feel even better with you out there to see it too.”

Soon, her music finally began to play. “Here we go.” she said aloud to herself, taking one last deep breath before stepping through the curtain onto the stage. With a confident smile Felina strode down the ramp and hopped up on the apron before stepping into the ring. She didn’t spend any time doing extra poses, though plenty of catcalls still found their way from the audience. Tonight wasn’t just about having a match. It was about beating some respect into Daisuke Takeuchi, and showing him why he’d picked the wrong chica to fuck with.

Carmen, for her part, was wearing the attire she usually had on during standard competition, the black and red tights that looked like a mixture of boxing and wrestling gear. It wasn't just a stylistic choice, either. She knew enough about the Takeuchis to expect trouble, and she wanted to be fully prepared if and when it happened.

She also wore a jacket, but that was there to partially obscure the belt around her waist. She was required to carry it around in case a challenger appeared, but that didn't mean she had to prominently display it. This was Felina’s moment, and she wouldn't steal an ounce of it. ”I'm right behind you, prima.” She gave her cousin a reassuring pat on the shoulder and followed her down to the ring. She circled around it and made her way to the other side, staking her claim on an area to hang around near the steps. Carmen gave Feline an assuring nod to bolster her confidence, then turned her attention to the entrance with a solid scowl.

Daisuke:

Last week Daisuke met another one of those 'transitional' wrestlers. A quite skilled kickboxer making the switch to a career in wrestling, for whatever reason she might have. Daisuke knew a couple of others who took a similar path as Felina and were rather successful, most notably the current 24/7 champion Carmen Rodriguez, which happened to be the cousin of the female who's self confidence he broke in the gym last week. As Daisuke wrestled Felina last week in a pure grappling and pro wrestling contest, he knew she had talent and could make it in the ring easily but his own pride and ego would never admit that and he sought only to belittle her as much as he could, winning the match was just that extra bonus he needed to prove his point and totally shatter Felina. When she challenged him to a rematch, Daisuke knew he just needed to beat her one more time to send her packing back to Puerto Rico.

As Daisuke was in his locker room, he had already changed into his wrestling attire, wearing a pair of black wrestling briefs with matching black leather boots, polished to perfection. He slowly put on his elbow and knee pads and then he has finished getting ready. He watched his opponents entrance quite carefully, she looked rather revitalized and when Daisuke saw Carmen accompanying his opponent towards the ring, he knew she had to have been involved in that somehow.

"Well well, look's like she hasn't learned her lesson let. Hmph, fine, it doesn't matter. Im going to put an end to her silly little wrestling career for good this time."  

*KNOCK*KNOCK*

"Daisuke? are you ready- it's almost time to head towards the ring"

Ami:

Daisuke's sister was ready to be in her brother's corner, it seemed most of the Tension roster were rather annoyed of the two Takeuchi siblings so it was nice for the two to have each other's back, as family. Ami was not wearing her wrestling attire or her workout gear, she just wanted to see Daisuke get rid of a wrestler wannabe. She was wearing a pain white collared shirt with dark blue skirt and white shoes.

"Hmmm right then, let's go out there." he said as he unlocked the door and both of them moved towards the staging area just behind the entrance curtain that lead towards the Tension arena, he quickly grabbed his entrance prop, which was a black robe and put it on. After Felina's theme died down, Daisuke's music cued and the siblings made their way down towards ringside. Daisuke walked confidently down that ramp while his sister walked closely nearby, blowing kisses to all her fans. "Hah,teach this wannabe a lesson" Ami smirked as she remained outside the ring while Daisuke hopped up on the ring apron and made his way inside.

The wrestling prince removed his robe and passed it down to Ami while moving towards his position in one corner of the ring, before turning his attention towards Felina. "Well well well....I honestly didn't think you would be naive enough to actually go through with a follow up match you begged me for. Haven't we been through this already? I told you once before, stick to kickboxing, wrestling isn't your thing" he grinned.

Felina bounced lightly on her feet and glared down at Daisuke from the moment he walked through the curtain, and kept her focus right on him the entire way from the stage to the ring. She’d noticed he seemed to have brought some backup for tonight. And though she made a mental note to keep a watchful eye out when she could, Felina wasn’t going to worry too much about Amy. If the girl tried anything, then one of the best boxers in the world would be on standby to knock her the fuck out.

She listened to Daisuke’s taunting words, each one of them only making her even more eager to beat the living shit out of him. But, she kept a level head. “You can take your advice and shove it up your ass!” she retorted. “You won’t be so quick to talk shit once I’m through with you.”

The bell rang, and immediately Felina put her fists up while lightly shuffling out of her corner. She advanced a little toward Daisuke, then began to circle around a bit. As much as she wanted to rush in and just punch him in the face until his body stopped moving, Felina knew acting recklessly could give the wrestling prince an easy opening. So, she patiently waited for him to make the first move instead.

Ami and Daisuke, each made their way down towards the ring, the supermodel stayed outside the ring and took her brother's robe and placed it near the announcers table. She walked around, swaying her hips to flaunt her self as she noticed Felina had brought some back-up as well, namely her cousin- the champ, Carmen Rodriguez. Ami didn't know her personally and neither did Daisuke however she did know that she once beat her brother, Army.

Meanwhile, Daisuke stretched out a bit as his waist and loosened up his arms and neck, before bouncing lightly on his heels to finish up his pre-match warm up. Their banter continued from where it left off, with Felina finding her fire once again as she was quick to shut down Daisuke's comments. "Hmph, that's what you said the last time. Fine then, lets settle this once and for all then" he said while grinning confidently.

Daisuke raised his arms up high, while taking a slightly crouched position as he advanced forward as soon as he saw Felina move towards him. He would circle with her, his eyes locked at her positioning and when he noticed she wasn't eager to pull off the first move- he lunged in at her with the intention to lock up with the Latina, "Hyrah!!" he would growled while lunging in as he attempted to lock up with his newest rival.

“This ain’t gonna be like last time..” Felina replied to Daisuke’s comment, not failing to notice just how confident and smug he seemed to be. Oh how she couldn’t wait to wipe that smirk off his face. And fortunately, she wouldn’t have to wait long. The bell soon rang, and it was time to get this fight started!

Moving lightly on her feet, Felina shifted out of her corner and and circled around the ring for a bit, then advanced toward Daisuke as the wrestling prince came to meet her near the center of the ring. She cautiously watched his movements to make sure he didn’t try anything that would catch her off guard, and at the same time looked for any sort of opening she could use to get a good strike in. He didn’t seem to have a guard up, but Felina still didn’t want to take any unnecessary risks. As much as she wanted to cover this guy in bruises, one overly reckless strike could end up getting her trapped in a hold she might not be able to escape. Better to wait until she had something she was more sure of.

Once he did lunge out toward her, Felina did the same, and the two combatants locked arms in the middle of the ring. Their foreheads pressed together, and her fiery eyes glared into his. Grunting through the effort, she tried to step forward, so she could start driving Daisuke back into the ropes.

Daisuke simply shrugged off her reply We'll see about that, let's see how much of an improvement there really is. I'll make my point once again, by beating you, that you are not a wrestler!" he said while displaying his confidence in his stature.

Neither of them couldn't wait to get their hands on each other and that was evident from the moment that bell rang. After a moment of feeling each other out mentally, it was Daisuke who made the first move as he lunged in to lock up with his opponent. Daisuke grunted while locking up with Felina and the two went head to head once more, both of them glaring into each other. ""Mnghh..damnit" he cursed, Daisuke did not anticipate the eagerness of his opponent to push into the match, she really drove forward to push Daisuke back a few steps.

However, soon, he would try to stop her advances by leaning back into her and getting a good base of his feet and try to push her back, to recover the lost ground.

For a few steps, things seemed to be going perfectly. She drove the wrestling prince back a few feet, and could tell he was annoyed by it. Tough. Felina wasn’t going to let herself be pushed around anymore by this guy. Today was about pushing back, and doing so quite literally right from the start, simple as it might’ve been, seemed to be getting that point across.

But Daisuke’s strength wasn’t a factor that could be ignored. As well toned as Felina was, her foe was easily just as lean if not more so, and heavier. She might’ve taken a small moral victory by driving him back a couple steps, but that was all she’d get. And when Daisuke pushed back, Felina grunted as her feet were forced right back. “Ngh..” she grunted.

Knowing that continuing to engage in a test of strength with Daisuke would only be a futile effort, it was time for a change of tactics. So she pulled her arms in, trying to use them and Daisuke’s momentum to bring him forward, then hurled her right knee up hard in an attempt to blast him right in the stomach with it! Unlike their spar in the gym, striking was perfectly legal in this match. And Felina intended to make very good use of that fact here tonight.

There seemed to have been quite some intensity about Felina's approach in the start of the match, which would set the tone of the entire match, so it seemed. However, Daisuke's game plan was to neutralize this intensity from the off set before she would really get in the groove of things and take control of the match. After being pushed back a couple of steps, Daisuke powered through and recovered the lost ground as they were back in the middle of the ring.

With the momentum favouring him, he wanted to power through and push her back into the corner, however unlike their spar- Felina was free to use strikes and this was something Daisuke really wanted to look out for. However in the heat of the grapple, he allowed her an opening and she took advantage of it. Her knee rose up and smacked right up into his stomach, knocking the wind out of him right away.

"Ugghh....owww...damnit" he cursed, as his arms were still around her shoulders, with him leaning into her a bit- almost doubled over, while taking a moment to recover from that sudden knee to the belly.

[“There you go!”]

Carmen’s pure Spanish rang out over the crowd, as Felina landed a palpable hit on Daisuke. It was far from the first time she'd seen her prima in action, but she was always impressed, and she made sure the budding kickboxer knew it.

[”You've got him!”] She gave the apron a slap. [“Keep up the pressure!”]