Sephora vs Akiha

It was clear both Sephora and Akiha didn't see eye to eye, it only fueled Sephora to push harder. The blonde wanted nothing more than to beat Akiha because this more than just a wrestling match, it was a battle of ideals now. Sephora realized that her words wouldn't reach Akiha and vice versa. Therefore, there was only one way to decide their argument. Despite their disagreements, they both would agree that in wrestling, there is only one victor and one loser.

Sephora's eyes widened as she saw Akiha's foot coming up from her peripheral vision. However, she was unable to stop her momentum even if she wanted to. It was hard to say who hit who first but the two managed to crack each other solidly in the head.

CRACK!
CRACK!

The crowd went silent at the spectacle with gasps and startled yelps, the two figures stood then fell. The silence eradicated and was replaced by a cacophony of cheers.Both fighters fell to the ground, Sephora included, the impact forced her onto her side. She rolled onto all fours and grabbed her head on either side. She tried to stand up suddenly but slipped down to her knee with a hand on her eye trying to stop the ring from spinning. The roars of the crowd and the bright lights only served to disorient her further. Akiha hit quite a bit harder than Sephora anticipated, she took in a few breaths and would rise to her feet, reaching for a rope to steady her.

"If you think that you really are lost." Sephora muttered under her breath. "If all you thrive for is victory, if you all cherish is to see defeat in your enemy's eyes. I pity you."

The two managed to kick each other right at the same time, sending both wrestlers down to the canvas. Everyone was shocked even the referee girl who at first stared for a moment before then realizing she had a job to do. She would start to count both wrestlers out, starting off with a loud one as she raised her hands.

The Japanese wrestler would hear the referee counting. She would attempt to grab the ropes in order to help herself up. Her head was hurting, taking two blows like that had already left her in a bad state but she knew her kick had connected, so she could take solace in the fact that her blonde foreign opponent was probably in just as bad shape. Using the ropes and the turnbuckle as well, Akiha would get back on her feet. She then heard what her opponent had to say. “When did I say that? There is far more than just winning and losing.” said Akiha who was now pissed as she got onto her feet but still held onto the ropes and turnbuckle.

"Then why?" Sephora said growling. "If wrestling is just a fighting form to you? Then why do you act so high and mighty that I don't have any respect for it? You're right I wouldn't understand because you don't make a lick of sense and it's REALLY pissing me off!"

The blonde got to her feet and ran straight at Akiha, her boots heralded her charge as she extended her arm feigning a clothesline attempt. She ran hard even let out a little battle cry as she did it. She anticipated two things: Akiha would underestimate her and think that she was too unhinged to think about a feint andA kiha would be able to move out of the way of her charge. She would jump shy of the turnbuckle and kick off of it with her one foot elevating and allowing her to change direction. She would turn her and torque her body in mid air and try to leg, shin first into Akiha's head.

It seems that the two of them would not see eye to eye.  The difference in thoughts and opinions would need to be settled in the ring with actions and not words.  After all, her words had done their job, Sephora was now mad and probably reckless.  Now Akiha was going to show her the art of combat and wrestling.

She saw her opponent charging right at her, doing a war cry as well.  She saw her opponent attempting to do a clothesline and as such the crimson hair wrestler managed to move duck out of the way.  She would then turn around, getting ready to counter-attack, only to be hit right in the head by Sephora shin.  "Gah!" yelp Akiha as the attack would send the Japanese crusader down to the ground.  It had seemed that Akiha had underestimated her opponent or perhaps had overestimated how much of impact her words had on her.

The stadium echoed at the crack of shin against skull. After a brief moment of silence, the crowd let out a roar of shock and awe taking in the aerial feat Sephora pulled off. The blonde landed in a crouch as both wrestlers hit the mat at the same time. The blonde stormed off again towards the group before rebounding off of them while Akiha was floored. Sephora had no intention of letting Akiha breathe or jumping on a simpler or more effective technique. The green eyed girl had only one thing on her mind, coursing through her blood and the very thing she drew breath from and that was the crowd. The sounds washed over her and it was a vicious cycle for Sephora. She fed off of the crowd's energy, the crowd would get riled up by Sephora's stunts and the cycle would go on until the end of the match.

After rebounding, Sephora came at Akiha's prone form and went into a cartwheel, then a round off and then a handspring. Showing off her gymnastic skills, Sephora would stop just short of Akiha in a hand stand before using the momentum to carry her forward. She would try to swing the back of her leg down across Akiha's chest.

Taking a kick to chin had done a number on Akiha, causing her to fall on the ground. She would now groan, as she tried to recover. As she opened her eyes her vision would be dizzy, the lights spinning. This was a bad start, something like this usually happened near the end of the match, not around the start of the match. She would take a moment to close her eyes and focus as she inhaled.

Suddenly a thought entered her head, where was her opponent, why wasn't Sephora attacking her. Then all was made clear, as she felt a sudden impact hit her chest, causing her to exhale as she then gasped for air and held her chest. She would now clutch her chest before trying to roll a bit away, attempting to get to the ropes.

Sephora was beyond drunk on adrenaline, there was something so thrill seeking about high flying. Despite Sephora being pretty well rounded, except it when it came to powerhouse moves and slams, there was nothing more thrill seeking or spoke more to her character than harming your opponent at great risk. She grunted as well at the impact, despite being the one who landed it on Akiha. Both wrestlers rolled away from each other, Sephora began to breathing hard as she grinned like a fool. She let out a involuntary laugh as she felt her heart racing, Sephora wanted more. It wasn't enough, she had to keep attacking!

She stomped once on the mat with her boot when she saw Akiha reach the ropes, the blonde would let out a breath as she took off in a run. The blonde wanted to time it just right so that when Akiha used the ropes to pull herself up, she would jump through the ropes and slam her legs into the red head's face with a tiger feint kick!

Akiha managed to run roll away and get to the ropes. She would extend her hand to grab it, using it as support so that she could get back to her feet. As she started to pull herself up, she would hear her opponent running before things went silent. Before she could even look, she would once again be hit in the head, sending her back down to the ground.

The Crimson hair wrestler would hold her head, as she tried to think what to do. Most of the time her opponents were slower than her or not as experienced. It was rare for her to meet a wrestler who was both just as fast and just as experienced as her. This resulted in her being out of her element. The crimson hair wrestler needed to do something to turn the match around but right now her head was just hurting far too much to think properly.

"Yahooo!" Sephora said as she slammed her legs straight into Akiha's face. She grinned like a fool as she spun straight through and nimbly landed on her feet facing the ropes. It would have been smart for Sephora to simply force the other girl into a submission but her heart was racing. In this situation, the blonde could only listen to what her heart wanted and that was more adrenaline, more cheers and more risks. Sephora did not even bother looking back at Akiha as she ascended the ropes, there was no hesitation as she climbed onto the top rope. The crowd was going wild and held their breath as Sephora nearly slipped but shot out her hands on either side to balance herself like a tightrope walker.

With one backward glance at Akiha's position, Sephora would leap into the air. The blonde closed her eyes as she reached her full height. She took an inhale of breath, opening them to see the bright lights overhead. This was what it meant to feel alive, she exhaled as she would arch her back as she felt her descent coming. She saw the crowd, the lights and then the ring again. Blonde strands of hair flew back from her forehead as she would look at her intended target. All or nothing that was her wrestling style, she would gamble on it with a moonsault from the top rope.

Akiha was in pain and things were not looking good for her but she had gone through worse, she had trained for this. She remembered taking blows after blows from Cecilia in their training, teaching her how to endure brutal attacks and keep on fighting on. Still, all the blows to the head had left her dazed, after all, there was only so much training could do.

The Crimson hair wrestler would open her eyes to see her opponent coming down at her for a moonsault. This was a move that Akiha had done many times, it was actually one of her favorites. Though at the moment she needed to figure a way out of this as she could not afford to get hit by it. That being said, she didn't have the time to roll out of the way, so instead she would bring her knees up so that Sephora would have a brutal landing.