Gai Tendo vs. Jaguar

MATCH TYPE: STANDARD RULES

GAI TENDO:

VS.

JAGUAR NEGRA:

Jaguar shook his legs out back stage as he psyched himself up for his second appearance in the AFW. His first appearance had resulted in a mutual KO with his opponent, leaving much to be desired by the audience as well as himself. He had scored a win in his second fight and that had certainly helped his reputation, but a win and a draw canceled each other out in his book. Tonight, he was going to have a chance to right that error and show the people what a luchador like him could really do. From what he had been told, his opponent was no slouch, so he needed to be at the top of his game in order to compete.

The sound of heavy spanish guitar flooding the arena's speakers summoned Jaguar to show himself, and he was glad to be met with enthusiasm as headed down to the ring. When he approached the ring, he grabbed the middle rope and bent his knees, then jumped and threw himself over the top rope into the ring. He landed in a somersault and popped up to his feet, waving to the crowd to get them even more excited. Jaguar climbed one of the turnbuckles and sat himself down casually as he looked towards the ramp. He cracked his knuckles as he leaned back, that was enough showmanship for now.

Gai Tendo was next to come down, the former Buriki-One Pro Fighter, clad in his fight shorts, wraps, and gloves, sneered at the crowd. While he had had a previous fight against the 24/7 champion, that had been on a train, not in a ring, so this would serve as a perfect way to debut his style in the ring.

Entering the ring, and generally ignoring the crowd, he cocked his head at his masked opponent, cocky smirk on his face..

"Really? A masked kitty cat? That's the BEST they could get for me? I'm a former Buriki-One Champion for hells sake, I could do way better than some lucha punk!"

Jaguar narrowed his eyes in annoyance at Gai's attitude when the man stepped into the ring, though that was likely impossible to see with the mask on. This redhead didn't act like he wanted to be here, and his getup looked more like he was preparing for mma than a wrestling match. The comments about being a masked kitty cat, he'd heard all that nonsense before, what was making him angry now was the disrespect for the sport.

Jaguar hopped down from the ropes and adjusted the bands round his elbows as he calmly marched right up to face off against him. "You're what constitutes a Buriki champion? Hmmm..... I'm really shaking in my boots" Jaguar answered back, yawning and fanning his mouth like he was unimpressed. He turned his back on Gai to further insult him, taking a few steps and kicking the mat lightly to adjust his foot wraps. With hands on his waist he turned around, and assumed a ready position.

"One problem kitty cat...you're not wearing boots..."

Gai replied, not wasting time or waiting for the bell to ring to attack. Jaguar was foolish enough to turn his back on him, and that was enough for Gai, dashing in and swinging his arm, trying to clothesline the masked fighter in the back!

Jaguar, hands still on his hips and back turned, shook his head at Gai's complaint. "It's a figure of sp-UGHH" Jaguar began to reply, but was promptly caught off guard when Gai's arm slammed into his back before the ring began. The referee, who of course hadn't been looking right on at the time, gave Gai a tentative warning.

Jaguar landed roughly on his chest with a huff, caught unaware but certainly not surprised. Back home he had experience dealing with rudos like this guy, he'd taken just enough beatings to figure out how to beat em too.

Jaguar wasn't lying motionless for long, he swiftly pressed himself up and swung into action. The luchador kicked off the mat and swung himself around, kicking his leg out for a sweep and ending in a cautious crouch. Just then the bell would ring, signaling the start of the match and making future moves mostly legal.

"Heh, that's what you get for no-WOAH!"

Gai yelped as Jaguar turned the tables on him, sweeping his legs out from under him just as the bell rang, leaving him knocked onto his ass, something the crowd found entertaining enough to chuckle at.

Growling, Gai tried to get to his feet fast, so he could try and grapple with Jaguar. NOBODY made him look stupid and got away with it!

Now that Jaguar had knocked the man on his ass, perhaps he was going to take the "masked kitty cat" more seriously from now on. He popped up from his crouch to meet Gai head on in the grapple, latching on with practiced precision as the struggle began. Both men were fairly similar in height and weight, but if anything Gai had a slightly larger muscle mass on him.

It wouldn't stop Jaguar from trying though, he gritted his teeth and pooled his efforts into trying to force Gai backwards and to the side of the ropes. This was just a diversion however, soon as he saw an opening, he was going to break one arm from the grapple and try to land an elbow strike to the side of Gai's head.

Gai and Jaguar seemed to be of similar mindsets, locking each other into a kind of stalemate, each unable to move the other more than a step or two back before the other pushed back.

Finally though Gai saw an opening, breaking one arm out of the deadlock and smashing his elbow into the side of the kitty's head...right as said kitty decided to do the same to him, knocking him for a loop as he staggered away, both men trying to recover first.

Just as Jaguar's elbow came crashing down on Gai's skull, an equally well-timed strike rocked the side of his own face, instantly dazing him. Both men staggered back in surprise, shaking the pain away as they sought to recover footing.

Jaguar decided to strike back before he had completely regained composure, taking a teetering step or two and swinging his leg high for a follow-up kick to Gai's temple. And because he had done so, the momentum of the kick landed Jaguar flat on his ass provided his opponent had not intercepted the move.

Gai rubbed his cheek, growling. That masked bastard! He'd teach him a thing or two alright!

Gai turned around, eager to beat down the kitty...only to walk right into Jaguar's kick, the redhead only just getting his arm up as the masked fighters wrapped foot smashed into his hand and head, knocking the other fighter flat onto his back and leaving him groaning on the mat.

Sure, his last half second "block", if it could even be called that, had probably saved him from being knocked the fuck out right then, but he was still left with a headache, needing a moment or three before he could get back up!