KO Match! Abigail Snow vs Sophia Sousa

Abigail waited in the locker room, waiting for her theme to start and leave for the ring. Abigail was contemplating why the heck she was in this match in the first place. I know Manager told us to look after each other and doing each other favours. But did Ahri really need me for this, Abigail thought as she remembered her fellow wrestler asking her to wrestle against someone named Sophia. Abigail remembers watching Sophia's first match, it was a smother match against Zoey Hamilton, which explained a lot. Abigail sighed as she got up when she heard her theme playing and walked out of from backstage and walked down the ramp with her stone cold emotionless face and climbed into the ring, her fans cheering for her. She walked to her corner and rested on the turnbuckle and waited for her opponent.

Sophia smiled to herself as she took a few stretches in the backstage of the arena, waiting for her second match. Her first match had gone so well for her, considering it was almost completely one sided. After such a successful debut, she was confident that she could take another win, no problem. Especially if her opponent tonight was anything like Zoey was. She was cocky, but a pushover.

Once her theme started, the Brazilian beauty walked her way out onto the stage, smiling at the cheering and hooting crowd. She gave them a flirtatious wink as she walked down the ramp. Clearly, they took a liking to her after her first match. Getting this much popularity from one match was exciting. She couldn't wait to win this one, and get them to love her more.

Once at the ring, she slid under the bottom rope before jumping to her feet, eyeing her lovely, white haired opponent. She was stunning, and she was a little bit taller than her last opponent. Good, that should make it a bit more interesting. Her outfit was a bit odd though. Not that she cared. If she had her way, she wouldn't be wearing it for too long.

"Hey there, cutey. Hope you're ready, because we're about to have some fun," she said, licking her lips as she awaited the bell. She couldn't wait to get her hands on this white haired beauty.

"You must be Sophia Sousa. My name is Abigail Snow, please to meet you," Abigail introduced herself with a bow before straightening herself, "Before we start, I have a message an associate of mine would like to relay. Ahem, "No one gets to call my Zoey Cutie but me.", end of message. As such, she asked me to defeat you tonight. I hope we can have a good match." Abigail would bow again before the bell ring and readied herself. This wasn't the first time Abigail faced someone larger than her. All she had to do was keep the element of surprise.
She's most likely a powerhouse type. Judging from the video of Hamilton's match, her speciality is over powering and smothering, Abigail thought out, Need to stay in my feet and move fast.

Sophia giggled a bit when this Abigail girl gave her a message from someone she didn't even know, telling her she couldn't call Zoey 'Cutie." Whoever it was, they obviously didn't like sharing the blue haired girl. But that was okay, she didn't want Zoey. But that wasn't going to stop her from calling the girl cutie. Because she was adorable.

"Don't worry about her, hun. You should worry about yourself," Sophia said, smiling ear to ear. Finally, the bell rang, and the Brazilian beauty moved away from her corner circling the ring and sizing up the shorter girl. She really was a looker, and she couldn't wait to see what she had under that outfit of hers.

Sophia raised her arms up before moving to the center of the ring, inviting the white haired girl in for a test of strength. She was the taller of them, so she had no doubt that she could overpower her.

Abigail watched Sophia's movement and acknowledged the test of strength. Abigail knew that Sophia clearly trumped her in the strength category and would make it look like she was going for the test when she would suddenly sweep her legs and try to trip up Sophia to make her fall. If this was successful, Abigail would go down to the mat too and lock in a figure four leg lock to try and weaken the giant's legs.

Sophia didn't know what to make of the white haired girl. She didn't seem particuraly tough, but she knew that didn't mean anything. She could be really strong for all she knew. But, Sophia was confident in her own strength. And if she locked up with her right now, she knew she could push her back.

But, Abigail was smart, and she didn't go for the lockup. Instead, she dropeed down, sweeping Sophia's legs "Wah?!" she shouted, falling to the mat onto her butt. She reached back, rubbing her rump, cursing herself for assuming the smaller girl would even try for a lock up. And, to make matters worse, while she was down, the white haired girl, grabbed at her legs, trying to lock her into an early figure four leg lock.

But she wasn't going to let that happen so soon. She kicked her legs, trying to shake the girl off and get her to let go. If she got away, she's scoot back to the ropes and try to use them to get to her feet.

Abigail would feel Sophia trying to kick her off but instead would apply more power to the lock to try and weaken her more. She would hold the lock for a few more seconds before letting go and jumping back. She would wait for Sophia to get up and try land a kick to her legs again if she didn't pay attention.

Sophia tried getting the girl away from her, but she coudn't shake her, and Abigail managed to lock in the figure four. The Brazilian gritten her teeth, trying to keep from calling out as the white haired girl applied the pressure. It hurt like hell, but she wasn't about to let her think that she was capable of making her cry out in pain.

She endured the hold until she was let go, left on the mat to nurse her aching knee. So soon in the match, and Abigail had already decided to target her legs. She was going to have to be careful and not let her do too much damage. Slowly, Sophia tried to get to her feet, only to have Abigail kick her her in the leg as she tried.

"Gah! You little pest!" she shouted, shooting back to the ropes, using them to get to her feet. That was it. Sophia was done taking this girl lightly. She wanted a fight? She was gonna get one. Once she was on her feet, she would charge at Abigail, aiming to drive her shoulder into her gut with a spear.

Abigail would see Sophia losing her composure and recklessly charge at her, trying to spear her. "Got'cha," Abigail muttered under her breath as she would swiftly move to her side and grabbed Sophia's arm. Using Sophia's own momentum against her, Abigail would Irish Whip Sophia to the ropes and send another kick to her back for good measures before saying, "You may have strength, but what will that do for you against someone who moves faster than you?"
Abigail would ready herself for Sophia bouncing off the ropes, ready for some sort of clothesline or punch.

Sophia didn't usually let someone get under her skin, but Abigail getting an early lead wasn't something she was cool with. She didn't mind getting hurt a little, but not right from the start. She needed to show that she was the stronger fighter, and not just some punching bag for some short, white haired jerk.

She changed at the girl, but as she got to her, she stepped to the side, grabbing her arms and giving her a kick to her back, making her wince in pain. And, keeping with her momentum, she tossed her back to the ropes, sending her bouncing back again. She saw her, reading to get her with yet another strike. But not this time.

As Abigail tried to hit her, she'd duck under her arm, bouncing off of the opposite ropes and bouncing back at her again, and once again going to spear the shorter girl in the gut.