Jaguar Negra vs Sora Hyamato

Sora looked into the ring corner and needed to smile when he saw that Jaguar was hanging there upside down. For a moment he thought that he should say something to him but this position was already humiliation enough. Sora would just stand there and watch the luchador for a moment. Then the big Man would turn around and would walk over to the corner across the ring.

When Sora reached the corner he would lean backwards there and look straight over the ring to Jaguar if he was still in position. If she Sora would smile a bit, now it was his time to show a bigger move. Sora would start to run forward and would speed up as much as he could. Then when he was closer to Jaguar´s corner he would jump up into the air and would try to flip forwards. After he flip a bit more then hunter eighty degree he would crash back first against the masked wrestler with a cannon ball. He tried to put as much power and force behind this move as he could to crush his opponent between his back and the corner. If that was successful Sora would push his hands against the mat and fall forwards out of a handstand position bag to his feet. He slowly started to walk backwards watching the luchador. Where this move came from was waiting much more!

Sora was back on the offensive again, and this time he decided he didn't want to be shown up when it came to dramatic storytelling. Sora would perform a flashy flip and perform a backwards body splash against him, and then handspring back to his feet like he was hot shit. Meanwhile Jaguar finally was able to fall to his chest on the floor with a new set of bruising aches. First the suplex and then the splash, he had to begrudgingly admit that Sora was nothing if not athletic.

As Jaguar slowly raised his head, he saw that his opponent was advancing towards him slowly. Yeah, not good, he needed more time. Before Sora could lean down and grab him again, Jaguar would make a tactical retreat and quickly roll off the side of the ring out into the apron, one arm clutching the back of his head and one covering his chest. Better to fight to live another day he always thought, or in this case, fight to live another round.

Sora was about the way to pick up his opponent to go on a bit with him. But the moment he would bow down that small bastard would roll out of the way and slip out of the ring. Sora was slowly standing back up and looked after him with a smile on his face. A scared little kitty… Running away won´t save him. No Sora would haunt him down… Jaguar could try to run away from him but he would not get away…
Slowly the big man turned his head to look what his opponent was doing outside of the ring. The Luchador was standing next to the ring holding his hurting parts. Big mistake. If you want to run… don´t stop after such a short way! Run as far as u can.

Sora would then start to run the other the other way, away from Jaguar.  But only to jump into the ropes at the other side of the ring. He would launch himself back into the ring with even momentum and would speed to while heading towards Jaguar. When he came closer to the ropes Sora would jump up and would try to perform a drop kick through the bottom and middle rope, while aiming all for Jaguars head. Sora would try to kick it as powerful as he could. When Sora was flying through the ropes he would grab the middle rope with his hand and hold on to them she would wouldn´t land on his back outside of the ring. Then the boy would let go of the ropes and fall onto his feet.
He would look around a bit outside of the ring. Many fans where trying to cheer up Jaguar so he would beat up Sora.

Jaguar may have been standing close to the ring, but he certainly wasn't stupid. When Sora came bounding across the ring like an elephant, Jaguar tensed and prepared himself. WHOOM! Sora jumped through the ropes feet first, and Jaguar immediately ducked to the side to dodge it. Luckily for the luchador, Sora held onto the ropes, meaning as he bounced back towards the ring, his legs were still hanging out.

Jaguar spun around and grabbed onto the man's ankles, yanking back hard to pull Sora out of the ring. On the way down if he was lucky, Sora would even hit the back of his head on the edge of the ring. Eitherway, once Sora was outside the ring, Jaguar immediately stomped on the man's knees, trying to injure him and create an exploitable weakness.

Sora was flying out of the ring his boots aiming for the head of the luchadoor to strike him with everything he had. Sora needed to smile when he was going thorugh the air. If this move was going to connect it would not only send that half man down to the floor, it also would do a hell lot of damage to the masked wrestler.

But jaguar got lucky on that one. This shity lillte cat face was able to get out of harms way just in time to aviode the kick. Sora was just about to scream after him when he suddenly realized that Jaguar just grabbed soras leg. then the bigger man realized what mistake he just made. He should have let go of the ropes when he could do it on his own turns. instead now it was jaguar's turn he would rip at Sora's leg pretty hard. The Japan's man would try to hold on to the rope as long as he could but in the end he could keep connected with the rope and came down. He was falling backwards down towards the hard unforgiving floor. But that wasn't his only stop. Instead the backside of his head would hit the ring apron first before he collided with the ground.

The fall down to the ground wasn't that bad... Even the rain of stumbs where okay compaired to the pain he felt on the backside of his head. Sora was holding on to it... Trying to roll over the floor to reduce the pain but nothing was helping.

Jaguar grinned widely beneath his mask when Sora smacked his head good against the lip of the ring, no amount of physical training was going to mitigate that one! And with the other man writhing on the floor in pain, this was the perfect opportunity! The luchador rushed over, grabbing the bottom rope so he could bounce himself into the air and slam his feet down on Sora's back.

The crowd cheered as the agile luchador then jumped off, his eyes never leaving the other man's body. But he wasn't done there! He grabbed the other man by his hair and the back of his pants, hauling him up to his feet horizontally. With a fierce yell he ran and dragged Sora along like a battering ram, aimed to blast him headfirst into the unforgiving metal stairs at the corner of the ring!

SOra was down on the cold floor holding his head. That didn´t go well for him. His head was on fire of pain. He couldn´t find on clear though… expect payback! He didn´t wanted to scream or moan, because this was a pleasure Sora didn´t want to give to the masked wrestler… All he wanted to give him was pain!
Suddenly Sora felt how Jaguar was stomping down onto his back. This time it was even harder for him not to scream out in pain when his spine was crushed under the whole force and weight of his opponent combined just hitting him with his boots… The air was pressed out of him on the not so nice way. Sora closed his eyes. This turned really fast and really badly.

Sora was about to grab his back when his opponent already went for the next move pulling him up to his feet. In the next moment he felt how he was torn over the cold floor. He couldn´t fight back because his body was hurting so much that his mind couldn´t bring anything through. So without any residence he was thrown into the steel steps. His head hit the steal hard and the upper part of the stairs where send away flying. Sora on the other hand went down to the floor like a wet sack of rice…
He was lying his lower part on the floor… his upper body was lying on the unforgiving steal... The fans were cheering for Jaguar to go on… to hurt Sora this arrogant asshole.

Meanwhile the ref was counting: “2”

Jaguar felt empowered by the cheering of the crowd, not to mention that exasperated look of pain on the man's face. He was conscious of the referee's count above the roar of the crowd, still plenty of free time to use. The luchador stalked forward, grabbing a hold of Sora's hair as he yanked the man back and threw him onto the floor. He quickly ran and jumped, vaulting off the side of the ring to gain some more air, and then landed a hard elbow drop right across Sora's chest again.

Chest heaving, Jaguar would rise to his feet and drag Sora up enough so he could shove and roll the man into the ring. The luchador slipped in afterwards and rolled over onto him, looping an arm behind his knee to get a pin attempt going.

ONE! the ref would shout and slap the mat.

Sora was holding on to his head for the moment. The world was spinning! The cheers of the fans were making this pain just worse for him… Sora would try to calm down, breathing in and out deeply. He needed to calm his head hopping to reduce the pain he was suffering at the moment. But the Luchador wouldn´t give him any time to do so. Instead Jaguar was keep going on him, pulling him up on his hair. Sora would shortly groan out in pain while he was torn upwards.

But the smaller Man would just throw him back down onto the hard cold floor, what made Sora moan out again. He would try to grab his head… if he only could get a clear mind he would totally break this masked sucker apart without taking within only a moment.

But Jaguar got luckily and had the upper hand. For now…

SOra wanted to sit up a bit when he suddenly saw that the smaller wrestler was coming down from the apron aiming to land a elbow onto the chest of Sora. The big boy was send backwards again and pressed onto the hard floor, while the air was put out of him. Sora would cross his arms in front of his chest and would try to catch his breath again.

The Luchador was meanwhile thinking that he would end this match right now, when he put the bigger man back into the ring and would try to go for a cover.

Sora heard who the referee was clapping down onto to mat for the first time. That was an insult. Thinking to put him away just like that! While the ref was calling out 2 Sora put his hands under the body of his opponent and would try to throw him literally away from him, with a bench pressing like move, to break up the cover.

ONE! TWO!

Just one more count and this match would be in the bag! Jaguar could feel it now, the intensity of the moment making his body vibrate with energy. He leaned back further and pulled the leg up more, just a few milliseconds longer! Thus it was supremely shocking for the luchador to be suddenly thrust into the air straight up and tossed aside, like he was nothing.

The landing was rough but minimally damaging, he rolled to the side in disbelief. Sora was all but knocked out when he had thrown him into the ring, and there was bench-pressing him to get out a pin? Screw that noise! Jaguar angrily rose to his and to action!

The luchador slammed himself into the ropes and flung himself at Sora as the man was getting up. A Shining Wizard ought to do the trick. That is, a vicious knee right to the face!