Legacies Collide! (Laura Mercer Vs. Daisuke Takeuchi, Beach Match)

MATCH TYPE: BEACH MATCH. COMPETITORS WEAR BEACH WEAR ONLY. VICTORY BY PINFALL, SUBMISSION OR KNOCKOUT.
STIPULATION! THE LOSER OF THE MATCH BECOMES THE WINNER'S SERVANT ON THE BEACH FOR A DAY.

LAURA MERCER:

VS!

DAISUKE TAKEUCHI:

It was rare for Laura to be thrown out of her cheerful mood. But the events from yesterday had left her a little annoyed.

Since arriving in Japan, this was to be her debut match in the league. She wasn't picky when it came to having a specific match type. She was quite flexible in that sense, and believed she'd be able to adapt to any kind of challenge. So when it was announced to be a beach match, Laura honestly didn't mind. Heck, the weather for the day the match was scheduled was stunning, with clear blue skies and the radiant sun glistening overhead! The more she thought about it, the more pumped she got!

And then that stipulation got revealed to her yesterday. It was tacked on apparently, by who she didn't know. It could have been her opponent. It could have been a higher up who decided the match needed some spicing up. But it threw her. "The...winner gets to have the loser serve them for a day?!" Laura said in near disbelief. It was an unbreakable condition for the match, which was made very clear to her as soon as she found out. So if she still wanted this tussle on the beach to happen, she'd just have to accept it. And accept it she did, although she did grumble here and there.

"I don't even really wanna treat my opponent like a personal slave..." She was a respectful individual, unless her opponent deserved scorn, which she wasn't afraid to dish out. But the girl didn't have much choice in the matter, especially as a newbie. So she reluctantly relented, which had led her to where she was now. Stepping out onto a wooden stage with speakers blasting her theme, in a bombshell of a cerulean bikini that displayed her form very nicely with a white towel around her neck. She was completely barefoot, and without her trademark mask too. Laura fanned her hair out and grinned as the spectators on the beach cheered, bringing up her fists in a combat ready pose.

"Are we ready to see some explosions, crowd?! Because the Cerulean Dynamite is about to ignite!" She yelled to many roars of approval. Yeah, she was still a bit miffed on the whole 'servant for a day' thing, but no reason why she'd let that sour her mood for the audience who had come to see the match, right? Stepping off the stage and across the smooth sand under her feet, she took note of the ocean waves lazily lapping at the beach. It was a fair distance away from the ring that had been set up for today. It didn't have a canvas, of course - there would only be sand underneath the wrestlers. But the typical four turnbuckles complete with ropes had been assembled, which made her confident that she could still use a lot of her ring skills here.

Laura stepped in between the top and middle ropes, raising a fist to again hype up the audience. There were a few wolf whistles from the males, which made her eye twitch. She could feel more than a few stares on her chest...best to just ignore it. Her opponent would be here in a matter of seconds! The Cerulean Dynamite advanced to a corner, applying some light stretches to herself with a few twists and squats of her body while waiting for the second combatant of today's sandy event arrive...

The wrestling prince was none too happy about this. He was quite intrigued to see new opponent's in the tension division, where he could assert his dominance and cement his name as "The Wrestling Prince" in front of his subjects. Tension was his kingdom and he was the prince of this kingdom.

He had been looking at Laura for a while now, when she first registered at the tension roster her bio and wrestloing history had certainly intrigued him. Daisuke was looking forward to his match, until the bookies had some other ideas. When he was offered a match against his desired opponent, it was only going to be on the terms of the tension management. Which was going to be a beach match with a stipulation that a loser will be the winner's beach slave. Daisuke had some hesitancy in accepting the match but after he pushed for a match against Laura, he wasn't going to back down.

Still, the day was nice- clear skies and hot weather and the prince couldn't complain except the fact of wrestling a commoner in the sand. Daisuke stepped out the wooden ramp that lead to the "beach ring" He was wearing his classic grey CK wrestling briefs which was hidden by his grey robe that covered his body.

He walked with a swagger in his step as he approached the beach ring. "Well....this should be easy" he said as he removed his robe and revealed his chiselled frame before stepping in the beach ring. His barefeet sank into the soft sand as he rolled his shoulders and stretched his neck a bit.

"So you're Laura huh? It's going to be quite interesting making you my beach assistant for the day, the prince does need a servant to do his errands" he grinned as he walked up to the middle of the ring, waiting for his opponent to approach him face to face for a pre-match staredown.

Her opponent's entrance told Laura all she needed to know about him. He strutted to the ring with the confidence of someone who had already secured victory, and he regarded the girl with an arrogant grin. Daisuke was attempting to psyche her out before they had even begun their match, standing boldly in the centre of the ring and awaiting her to meet him there to lock eyes with each other.

He was, admittedly, pretty handsome. His muscular frame and dashing good looks were the sort of things guys would kill to have. But the problem was that this was a guy who knew how good he looked, and therefore considered himself superior to everyone else. Who else would call themselves the 'Wrestling Prince'? Still, Laura wasn't foolish enough to assume he was just a pretty face.

"And you must be Daisuke." She paced across the sand to meet his stare, but she was retaliating with a grin of her own. It was plucky and spirited, highlighting the girl's unflinching nature even though Daisuke was taller and bigger than her. Laura lifted a finger and began to wag it, with a hand on her hip. "Sorry to crush your dreams pal, but I can think of a million better ways to spend my time then reading your fan mail to you on the beach. Which you probably wrote yourself anyway."

The crowd gave a loud 'oooh' to that verbal jab as Laura continued to stare fearlessly at her opponent. "But if you really think you can leave the same ring as the Cerulean Dynamite intact, then you're in for a nasty shock!" Laura tugged the towel around her neck and tossed it to the turnbuckle she had come from. "Let's see if you're worthy of your title, princey!" She demanded, the bell outside the ring chiming as she crouched and brought up her arms, inviting Daisuke to begin the match with a lock up.

Daisuke knew about Laura's apparent wrestling background. That back in the day she was the 2nd best wrestler in her fathers gym, surprising all the other guys and girls there. Still, this was the AFW and not daddy's gym and Daisuke really wanted to test whether this female wrestler lives up to her reputation or not. Regardless of that, this was still a beach promotional match and despite it having a lighter touch to it, the prince wasn't going to lose either way.

He stood in the middle of the ring, the sun shined down on his chiselled body as he waited for his opponent- who was equally looking gorgeous in her stunning bikini. He stood in the middle of the ring, shaking his arms loose and flexing his chest as he watched Laura make her way to the middle of the ring as they met for the first time, face to face head to head.

Laura wasn't shy to stand up to him, she even began to talk smack against him- something that made him raise his eye and step in to her, making their abs grind and their noses touch as he really looked to intimate her with a classic wrestlers staredown.

"Oh don't you worry, I have much better use of a servant than to read my fan mail" he grinned back as they continued their banter.

Daisuke chuckled when she mentioned that he was in for a surprise, he took a step back and began to adjust his briefs while she tossed her towel back in her corner. "Oh really? I've heard alot about you and your daddy's little gym....let's see if you can live up to his expectations" he said with a smirk, bringing his hands up and going into a slight crouch before lunging in at Laura, looking to start the match with a classic grapple.

The prince would lock up with his opponent, grunting a bit as they engaged in the grapple. Once again their bodies were pressed, this time however Daisuke tried to lean in and try to push his opponent back as he attempted to take control of the grapple, testing how much strength Laura has.

Laura didn't allow Daisuke to intimidate her - on the contrary, as the wrestling prince pressed against her she stood her ground fearlessly and even pushed into the man himself with her chest and nose. The girl's face was lit up with a broad grin, filled with bravado. This man wanted a challenge, and boy was he going to get it.

She was a bit surprised when he mentioned her father's gym though. "Huh, so you've been doing your homework? Pfft, you shouldn't worry about whether I can live up to my father." Laura waved her hand dismissively, smirking at Daisuke. "If I were you, I'd be fretting about getting stomped in front of this audience here and now!"

When the Cerulean Dynamite brought her arms up, Daisuke launched forward confidently, locking up tight with the girl. Laura gritted her teeth as the wrestling prince began to try and push her back, shoving equally hard against him. She'd trained for power-heavy foes like Daisuke, and she wasn't going to give him an inch!

"Not bad!" She commended. "But not enough!" The girl quickly dragged her foot along the sand to stand in front of Daisuke's leg, before suddenly relenting against the prince's strength. However, her goal was for him to topple over her leg and be sent face down into the sand! And from there if she managed that, she'd begin her assault.

The crowd was in for a real treat as they saw these two wrestlers face off in the middle of the sandy ring. Daisuke approached her and looked to psyche her off before they would even begin to wrestle. He pressed in and looked to intimidate her by staring her down but to his surprise, she didn't back off an inch at all! Instead she stepped up and further pushed into him, grinding her chest against his and rubbing her nose against his as they were fully engaged in the staredown, making the crowd Ooooo in excitement.

Daisuke did do his homework, he knew about Laura and her wrestling legacy- that's why this match was more than just a gimmicky beach match. The two, still pressed, whispered some more taunts at each other "We'll see about that Laura....get ready to wrestle....and submit" he hissed back as they finally parted from their heated staredown.

A lock up soon followed, both of them pushed and tugged at each other but without making much ground, seeing as they were both pretty much even in strength- much to the prince's frustration.

Laura seemed quite content to dance around in a stalemate lock up but soon, she had some of her own ideas. She hooked her foot in front of Daisuke's leg then let him push forward making him exert too much strength and trip over her trailing leg, making him fall flat on his face on the sandy ring canvas!

*THUD*

"Omffh! Gack!"

Daisuke seemed quite irritated that this smaller, more svelte girl was able to stand her ground against him in a lock-up. That made Laura smile inwardly, and that smile only grew as she successfully sent the wrestling prince tumbling to the sand face-first.

"The only one who's gonna be submitting in this match, your 'highness', is you!" She declared. The girl rose her arm in the sun's gaze and patted her elbow twice as she positioned it over the prince's back to the cheers of the audience. Then, Laura would drop down on her rear, aiming to slam her elbow down on Daisuke's back if the other wrestler didn't roll away in time!

The wrestling prince was indeed annoyed that he couldn't outgrapple his opponent. She seemed fit and toned but with the arrogance of the prince, he went into grapples expecting to win them all the time against anyone. After a bit of clever footwork, the prince was sent tumbling forward down onto the sandy ring canvas.

His face ate the sand as he was down on his belly while Laura stood next to him, the sun shinning down on her body as she made a statement of her own before pointing her elbow down at the prince's back before crashing down and delivering an elbow drop right at his back, making Daisuke groan out in pain while he attempted to roll out from under her elbow after being struck.

Her elbow struck true to the cheers of the crowd, Laura continuing to grin as Daisuke made a groan of agony. The wrestling prince made to shift out from under her elbow to safety, but the Cerulean Dynamite shook her head. "Oh no. I'm not letting you get away that easy!" The girl vowed with a scowl. She drew herself up into a crouch and eyed Daisuke's ankles.

Laura made to seize the wrestling prince's bare feet, hooking them under her arm and attempting to force him onto his front on the yellow grains. "If you're really worth your salt, this should be a cinch for you to bear!" The girl smirked as one of her bare legs stepped over Daisuke's own, before she rested on his back and began to wrench his legs in a Boston Crab! "Yeah!! How do you like this, princey?!" She bellowed, the crowd roaring outside the arena. She threw her head back and made to apply extra pressure on her foe, basking in the sun while she did so. He wanted her to show the kind of legacy she was aiming to live up to, and that's exactly what she was giving him!

Certainly she knew her way around the mats or sand in this case. The wrestling prince was caught off and was the first one to be taken down on the sand. The sand grains stuck to his chest and face as he quickly rubbed his face to get some sand out of his face "Gah what the hec-AHHHH" he moaned out in pain as he felt a sharp pain in his back from Laura slamming her elbow down on his back.

The prince quickly rolled out from under his opponent trying to get some room in but the American wouldn't allow him that. She quickly shifted to a crouch and lunged in at the prince ,grabbing his ankle to tuck his legs under her arm and made sure he was on his flipped onto his front before taking a seat on his back. Daisuke knew where this was going

"Shit! Arrrggghhh NOOO" he groaned, shaking his head to signal his refusal to submit. Daisuke gritted his teeth and dug his hand in the sand to bear the pain before quickly shooting his hands back towards Laura's ankles, trying to yank and tug at her foot to make her lose her footing as he tried to find a way out of the submission hold.