Debut match: Amy 'The Lion' Evans vs Heather Sunderland.

Falls count anywhere match

Spoiler:

It didn't take long after she signed that contract when she was contacted for a match. She wasn't the slightest bit annoyed, the sooner she got some action the better after all. She waited in the backstage area until she got her due and she headed out to the entrance ramp her music having started a few seconds ago. Amy came out, paws and long hair in all and let out a primal roar. "HAAAAAGHH!" surprisingly the crowd seemed to be loving it, then again she hadn't give them a reason not too yet. Amy got on her hands and began crawling to to the ring, looking ready to pounce at any time the entire way there.

Once she entered she relived the paws and wig before taking a mic. "First off let me just say congratulations to whoever walks down that ramp next, your introducing the future and you should be proud! Now what comes next depends on you, you can come down here and be ripped to shreds, or you can come down here and try to fight, I really don't care which because I guarantee I'm gonna be having fun all the way to the end!" she blasted before putting the mic down and laying agains ther corner waiting for her first challenge.

It was only a few seconds after Amy's little pre-match words that Heather's theme began to play over the speakers. She stepped out onto the stage area with a mic in hand--her blood pumping at the chance to do a little banter with her opponent before the match--even forgoing her usual entrance just to do so. She was dressed in her purple fishnet top, black bikini top underneath, blackskirt, purple and black striped stockings, and black boots. She brought the mic to her lips, looking around the arena as she was bathed in her usual smoke and green laser lights at the stage area.

"The future huh? That right? I think before you start calling yourself the future you've gotta go about proving yourself a bit..and honestly who better to go through than me! I'll run ya through and see if you've actually got what it takes to keep wrestling in the big leagues." She let out, grinning wide as she made her way down the ramp, sliding in the ring, her music having died down when she began speaking. She tossed the mic to ringside, eyeing Amy up and down. "You ready?" She said with a smirk, stretching herself out a little.

The crowd came alive when they saw who her opponent was. She regonized the girl, having done her homework of the who's who in AFW to know she was face to face with a veteran, Heather Sunderland.

Most people would be nervous or scared to be facin off against someone like this in their debut match but Amy's smile just got broader, she was right, if she could take her down her claims would have a lot more weight to them. "Oh by all means test me women, but you'll find I'm a bit to tough to run through!" Amy said before putting Dow her mic and getting ready for her match.

Heather nod her head, quite glad the girl didn't lose any of her attitude after seeing her. If she had already faltered before the match even started then this match wouldn't be worth very much. She kept the smirk on her face as she finished stretching herself out, looking over the taller girl before she waited for the bell to ring. By her size, Heather was imagining she'd be more of a powerhouse. She didn't know for sure--but she'd still work around that assumption regardless.

The bell finally rang and Heather rushed at the girl--only to try and slip behind her before leaping up and flipping back. She attempted to slam her boot into her head with a Pele kick, trying to catch her off guard.

The bell rung and Amy moved in, wanting to get the advantage right off the bat and bring Heather down. Heather seemed to be coming as well and Amy reached to try and wrap her hands around the woman so she could use her power take control.

However Heather ducked past her with surprising agility and Amy turned around to see Heather jump backwards and connect with the Pele kick. The kick caught her forehead and Amy staggered backwards one hand came to her head and the other was out and ready to stop her opponent of she came forward again.

Heather grinned as she connected with the first kick of the match. She quickly scurried back up to her feet right after, seeing that Amy was just staggering, stumbling back from her kick. She nod to herself, knowing that she had to get right back into it immediately and take the fight to her. She took a breath, rushing past the girl towards the ropes to jump towards them, using them for a springboard towards her.

She flipped backwards, trying to hit the standing powerhouse with a springboard moonsault.

Amy was pissed she let herself walk into that little trick, and vowed to make Heather pay when she got her turn. But for now it was a matter of getting the pain to go away as she stopped staggering and her vision became less blurry she looked Andy we Heather going for a spring board moonsault.

She could have dodged but a more entertaining though came to mind. Positioning herself quickly Amy dropped to her back and stuck her knees out, let Heather knock the wind out of herself for her antics.

Heather felt the rush of adrenaline already pumping through her as she leaped towards the ropes. She propelled herself off them, heading straight towards Amy--but what she saw made her heart sink. There was no one standing there as much as she could see--and she was in the air longer than she had thought she'd be. Instead--she ended up landing with quite the hard impact, her eyes widening at the feeling.

"GUAAGH!" She yelled outi n pain, rolling away and holding her gut. The feeling of her knees driven into her gut like that just knocked the air out of her and sent a pulsating pain through her body, Heather having to roll away to rub at the area and catch her breath!

Amy raises her knees and succesfully made Heather fall on her her as she attempted her lionsault, getting to her feet Amy watched the veteran curl up and moved closer to the girl and grabbing her to lift her up.

"Did you really think that was going to work so fast? For a vet that was pretty dumb." Amy mocked her as she drove her fist into Heathers belly before putting her arm around her shoulder and her other between her legs to lift her up on her shoulder before dropping her on her back in a slam.

Heather groaned out a little as she remained on the ground, tending to her stomach from the pulsing pain. She grit her teeth hard before she felt Amy come over to her and go to pick her up. She was about to try and push her away--opening her mouth to say something before that fist slammed right into her belly. She coughed out from the pain, spittle coming from her mouth a little as she shook her head.

She was pulled right into that position for the slam, her eyes widening as she was lifted up onto her shoulder, dropped onto her back on the mat. She groaned out, shaking her head slightly, wincing as she stared up at the lights.