Cecilia Northman Vs. Adrian Kytes (C) Hardcore title match

Falls Count Anywhere
Rules: Hardcore
Victory Conditions: Pinfall or Submission which can happen anywhere in the complex and beyond




Well, looks like it was time again....it has been a long ass time since Cecilia had stepped into the ring for a chance to win a title belt, even longer since she had last fought Adrian her close friend. This would probably be very fun as both of the ladies had promised to throw everything at each other and hold nothing back, it was the perfect thing for them to do. In an attempt to make sure this would be the match of a century much like Cecilia had promised her friend she would make sure it was. Cecilia already stood dressed by the ramp, blocked off from the crowd by the curtains, standing in the gorilla position the blond beauty stretched herself out, making sure her muscles were all warmed up and ready for one intense match.

If there was one thing Cecilia knew it was that over the past year or so, Adrian had shown herself to be a very competent Hardcore champion, maybe more so than even the one formerly known as the Hardcore Queen had been...though Cecilia's goal tonight was to truly put that to the test. Cecilia's theme started to play out of the speakers and with it the crowd erupted into cheers for the lovely blond as she stepped out onto the ramp. She raised her right hand into the air as the crowd cheered, as the tall and powerful but also beautiful blond beauty marched down the ramp...looking as ready as ever for this match.

Outside the ring were several metal trashcans which contained a good amount of weapons in each one, tables laid around and as always under the ring there were probably more fun toys to pick up and use. If they were truly gonna go all out against each other, then this was the perfect stage to do it on.

Cecilia climbed up into the ring through the ropes and marched around for a bit, stepping up into the center of the ring she'd let out a loud war cry that would echo into the arena. " Waaaaaaaaaaaaaagh!" Her heart was pumping, the excitement was fueling her desire to get this show on the road, to start this match of with a bang and and it with a bang...hell just to make it all a huge explosion! She'd settle into her corner soon enough, eyes her heart racing and her blood pumping, just waiting to get things going.

It was less than a week since she had informally challenged Cecilia, and here she was. Adrian Kytes vs Cecilia Northman, no longer the cheating cosplayer looking for a cheap feel-good win after a bad tag match, nor was she trying to hide who she was from the world out of shame. She was Adrian Kytes, Hardcore Champion, about to take on her a former Hardcore Champ and one of her closest friends, Cecilia Northman. And for once in her life, she was ready to take on the Queen of the North. Prove to Cecilia and herself that she could not just stand on her own two feet, but thrive. Taking one last deep breath and a quick stretch as the Swede's music echoed backstage she started to make her way out towards the stage.

As Cecilia's music faded out and Adrian's started up the Hardcore champ wasted little time in dashing to the ring, Hardcore Championship belt around her waist, not even pausing to say hello to any of her screaming fans I have screaming fans now! she mentally noted before she slid straight into the ring, stopping just short of where Cecilia stood, locking eyes for a brief moment before the brunette sprang up to her feet and started to unhook the belt around her waist.

Walking over to one of the neutral corners, Adrian took a good look at the Hardcore Championship Belt, knowing that it could be the last time it would ever read 'Adrian Kytes' at the bottom. Her first legit title in AFW, Cecilia's first as well. Between the two of them, this strap probably meant more than any other title in the league, and it was with great pride Adrian jumped up to the middle rope and raised it firmly above her head. First on one corner, then another, then another before she was back looking at Cecilia. Not breaking eye contact as she handed off the belt for safe keeping, ready and waiting for the match to begin.

Cecilia's eyes narrowed as she watched her friend make her way down the ramp, the belt around her waist and wearing an outfit that Cecilia wasn't too familiar with to see Adrian in...she had to admit it looked good on her and fit rather well. Adrian was always rather good at making outfits and such, hell...Cecilia's old outfit had been designed by Adrian way back.

The blond watched as her foe for this match came into the ring and their eyes met, standing not more than a foot or two away from each other as their eyes had locked for that brief moment. There was clear intent in Adrian's eyes and much the same in Cecilia's...this would probably be much like they promised...no holding back, going at each other with full force!

Cecilia watched as Adrian ran up to the corner, one after another and raised her belt. Cecilia would nod her head and grin a bit as she settled down a bit, placing one hand on her hip as she would tilt her head and watch...when Adrian was finished with her little routine the blond would keep her eyes on Adrian, as the champion gave the belt to the ref-girl. She'd listen to the cheering crowd, split around every corner of the arena as shouts for each of the accomplished wrestlers rang through the arena.

After a few seconds of silence, Cecilia would straighten up and take a step towards Adrian, eyes fixed upon her shorter friends beautiful eyes as she'd raise her right hand up and offer Adrian a handshake. No matter what was gonna happen tonight, Cecilia wanted it to be known that they were friends first. If Adrian accepted the handshake, Cecilia would give it a tight squeeze...perhaps to show off her strength to Adrian, or maybe just to remind how powerful the Swede was. " Good Luck champ, and remember...no holding back." Cecilia let out with a somewhat friendly grin on her face as her eyes never left the sight of Adrian's eyes.

Adrian did her best to hold firm against Cecilia's crushing handshake, not wanting showing the blonde any sign of weakness before the match got underway, just squeeze back not as hard and smile away "May the best woman win." She said with determination, feeling her heart pound against her chest and the match hadn't even begun yet.

"Okay, back to the corners." The referee instructed, trying to break them apart for the first and last thing the ref girl would be allowed to do that didn't involve counting a pin or calling a submission, and this brief walk back gave Adrian enough time to give the various collection of weapons scattered around ringside a look over. Trashcans, tables, chairs: all the basics except ladders, possibly having those under the ring, maybe not the best idea to go for them straight away. The brunette didn't fancy going into a full weapons swinging competition with a fresh Cecilia, yeah both of them could probably take a chairshot but Cecilia could swing harder, so going even on weapon attacks would probably lead to her coming up short. The Hardcore Champion needed to make sure her plan was valid and that she had the correct path to execute it.

Heavy thinking could come later, the bell was about to ring and Adrian wanted to get first blood. The moment she heard the first clang, the American bolted out of the corner, charging at the big Blonde only to go down and start sliding, trying to get behind the Swede with a quick Baseball slide before she popped up and grabbed her in a waist lock.

Cecilia would nod her head at her friends words, both of them seemed to be completely pumped and ready, which was just what Cecilia liked to see in her friend, it would be a fun match as long as both of them were ready to go at it there was nothing that would be more fun for the two. Cecilia would walked back to her corner as the referee instructed them to do so.

The blond took a few seconds to stretch herself out a it, rolling her shoulders and making sure all her joints were warmed up...this was her chance to regain a belt after all, there was no time to slouch....also the fact that she had a promise to keep to Adrian.

When the match soon began with the bell ringing, the two ladies stepped out of their corner. Cecilia was about to move up and offer a lock up or something but taking a few steps out of the corner was all she could do before Adrian came running like a bat out of hell straight at her, an act that forced to blond the blink in surprise...though of course Adrian wasn't foolish to think she could rush straight on at the powerhouse, she slid in a baseball slide right in between the blond's legs. " W-wha ?" Cecilia managed to let out before she could even react further the brunette was up on her feet with her arms wrapped around Cecilia's waist.

" Kh..." Starting out with a waistlock and being quick and all was of course a good move by Adrian, but the blond would not be deterred by such actions. Cecilia's hands quickly went down to try and grab Adrian's wrists and attempt to start pulling those arms away from her waist...at the same time she'd attempt to use her power to try and force them backwards, trying to back Adrian up towards the corner that the blond had just come from.

Adrian didn't have much time to do anything beyond get a grip around the Swede before Cecilia started forcing her back into the blonde's corner, trapping the Hardcore champion between the turnbuckles and Cecilia's hips while the blond got to work on breaking the former cosplayer's initial grasp. Too close to maneuver around, and too strong to simply snap her wrists out of Cecilia's grasp, Adrian found herself in a fairly bad situation that was probably about to get worse.

After pushing the the two of them backwards into the corner Cecilia would attempt to move her lower body forwards a bit, before attempting to rocket it backwards. Attempting to send her rear right into Adrian's midsection, over and over. After three of them if she could get those bumps off the blond beauty would try and rip Adrian's arms off of her waist and step forward before quickly trying to turn around...

The Mighty Swede would quickly attempt to pull her arm back and attempt to launch a fast knife-edge chop straight towards Adrian's chest, wanting to keep her friend on the defensive in the corner.

"Mph!" Adrian grunted as Cecilia rammed her ass into her abs repeatedly, trying to drive as much air as she could out of the champion to make sure that she wasn't going to put up much resistance to whatever Cecilia was trying to do that didn't involve aggressive hip shaking. Nope, that was just the start.

Adrian and a fair number of the audience winced as the Swede's hand came across her small chest with an audible smack, no doubt a bright red line forming underneath the former cosplayer's singlet as she hissed in pain, one arm holding on to the top rope while the other made a futile effort to rub her aching chest, trying to even out the painful sting.

Striking the back of her hand across the chest of Adrian did without a doubt seem something worthy of getting a wince from the crowd, as it looked rather painful, painful enough to force Adrian to rub her chest to try and dull the pain. Cecilia however, was not gonna slow down. Instead she'd attempt to keep the assault going as the mighty Swede would try and grab a hold of Adrian's arm.

She'd attempt to pull it away from Adrian's chest and try to use it to pull her friend out from the corner a bit, before she'd attempt to use all her power to try and send her friend and opponent running towards the opposite corner with just the hardest Irish whip that the powerful blond could do! "Haaah!"

Cecilia was as ruthless in the ring as ever tonight, not giving Adrian a moment's rest as the Swede grabbed the brunette by the wrist and yanked her with such a force that the champion felt as though her arm was going to be snapped off as she was sent hurtling towards the opposite side of the ring, probably planning to squish Adrian between another set of turnbuckle pads.

Twisting her body at the last moment, Adrian hit the corner back first, looping her arms over the top rope so she could hang on and stay standing, even if the rest of her body just wanted to flop face down on the canvas after that vicious impact.