Unnecessary Force: Moe Fukuoka vs Sora Hyamato

The ref would ask the man if he was giving in. But Sora was far from giving in at this point, he not even thought about giving in to this scum back on his back. But right now Sora didn´t had enough air left to say straight up no to the ref and so all he could do was shake his head to deny the question of the referee so the match would keep running for the moment. The big man notice that his smaller opponent was no starting to warp her legs around his waist to stay even tighter to him.

But this only was playing in the favor of the big man. Slowly the big man would put his hands against the mat, before starting to push himself upwards, with the goal to get up to his knees at first. This was way harder then normally because of the additional weight the big man had on his back right now. But if Sora was able to make it back to his knees and later onto his feet with Moe on his back, he would stumble around in the ring for a moment. What he would try next was a bit risky but if it would play out well he would make that buck Moe let go of him and even deal out a lot of damage to her.

Sora would try to bow forwards before he started to first stumble a few steps forward before picking up some speed. It looked like he was heading towards the next corner to crush Moe there. But Sora only wanted it to make it look like that. Instead he would bow forwards as much as he could, before jumping up and performing a front flip. The Japanese man would try to fall forward. Hopping to be able to land right on his opponent and crush her right under him.

Moe seemed to remain in control for the time being. The audience cheered for her as she kept the Sleeper hold applied and continued wearing away Sora's strength and consciousness. When he became grounded, many people in attendance were convinced that Moe was ready to put the large man to sleep and walk away victorious. But Sora seemed to have more fight in him than many people suspected.

He would slowly work his way up to his hands and knees before stumbling to make it to his feet. All the while, the petite rookie, Moe, kept the hold applied in an effort to stifle him, but Sora seemed to be able to power through it. Once Hyamato was finally on his feet. Fukouka flexed her arm and squeezed tightly as he bent over. It seemed that he would either fall forwards or run towards the corner. But Sora would had other plans. The crowd would collectively gasped in surprise as he showed off his agility and flipped forwards, onto his back! Moe didn't realize what he was up to. She was helpless to avoid the impact of the fall!

When Sora landed, Moe released the hold immediately and let out a sharp cry of pain. "AIIIEEEEE" She said as she held her chest and began to curl up in pain on the canvas. People could practically hear her body get crunches beneath the bigger and heavier Sora. For a time, Moe remained on the ground, overwhelmed by pain and writihing, unable to move.

Finally free from this annoying hold Sora would slowly roll down from his opponent and lay onto the mat right next to her, looking up to the sealing for a moment. With his hands he was slowly moving over his throat were a few moments ago the arms of his opponent had rested and chocked him. Luckily he was able to breathe again and regain his strength.
Sora was going to make sure that he would make Moe would pay for this.

The big man was slowly turning himself onto his stomach before pushing himself back up to his hands and knees, before standing back up totally. Only when he was standing again he noticed that he was bit dizzy and needed to stumble a few steps around in the ring. He sure could feel the mark that the sleeper left on him. After a few steps he was finally standing still again. He would look down to his opponent beneath him. Even he would stop smiling now and look at her with a serious expression.
Then he would bow down slowly reaching out with his hand to grab the right wrist of the smaller girl, before trying to pull her hand away from her body hopping being able to stretch it as good as possible.

Sora wanted to make sure that Moe wouldn´t use her arms so easily in this match again. No worrying about the costs!
While screaming out loudly Sora would lift his boot from the mat and then stomp right onto the elbow of the smaller girl with all he got, while still holding on to her wrist, trying to hold the arm in a straight line. Sora would put as much force behind the stomp as he could, so that he wasn´t able to hold on to the wrist of his opponent. But he was sure he done some damage to her with that. The big man would slowly raise his foot again, aiming to stomp onto the same elbow again, regardless where it was right now. While doing so the fans would start to boo him loudly.

Fukouka was able to keep the man on the defensive for quite some time. Even coming close to decisively besting him and walking away with the win for the night. But in an act of desperation and athleticism, Sora was able to pull off a big move and turn the tables. Having been flipped over and crushed by the full mass of Sora's bodyweight, Moe had been floored for a little while. Long enough for Sora to collect himself and recover from that long Sleeper hold. Once the man had caught his breath and finished  stumbling, he bent down to begin his assault.

Sora grabbed Moe's wrist and stomped viciously on her elbow! It was a painful-looking maneuver, one that could likely snap someone's arm in half if done correctly. Intense levels of pain instantly shot throughout Moe's arm and elbow, she cried out in pain and rolled away from the man, towards the ropes!

"AAAUGH!"

The Japanese rookie's arm was in a world of pain. She quickly made her way towards the ropes and held onto her elbow, trying to keep it as far away form Sora as possible. While this helped her avoid a second stomp, seeking safety by the ropes didn't stop the hulking brute from possibly following her and attempting to do more to break the arm that nearly choked him out.

Sora watched how this worm was starting to crawl away from him. He needed to smile when he saw her doing this, trying to escape him after what he just did to her arm. But that wasn´t all he would do to her. He got a lot more for her and he didn´t plan to make anything that would come next even slightly less painful.
Sora would start moving forwards, starting to walk after the smaller girl with smirk on his face. He wouldn´t let her get away like that. His head was still spinning what only make him want to hurt her more. “What´s wrong Moe? Does your arm hurt? Oh no… let me take a closer look at it… I am totally not sorry for that!”, Would the man say when he was only a few steps away from Moe. Then he would reach out with his arm trying to grab her hair and pull her up to her feet in the roughest way he could. As soon as the Japanese woman was standing in front of him, Sora would pull up his knee trying to drive it right into the guts of the girl. Then he would try to force her head between her legs.

Sora would look around for a moment while holding the head of his opponent there. Then he would reach out with his arms and tried to warp them around the stomach of his opponent, before lifting her up from the floor, hopping being able to put her onto his shoulder. Not that she was too heavy for him… not quit the opposite she was pretty dame light for him. He just hoped that she wouldn´t fight back too much while he was doing this. When sora got his opponent on his shoulders he would directly turn around and start running towards the corner on the other side of the ring, trying to pick up as much speed as he could. When he was close enough he would try to throw Moe down from his shoulders and with a power bomb right into the ring post with all he got.
 

Moe was still clutching her arm and writhing in pain when Sora approached and made the sarcastic remarks about her arm. The man approached with obvious ill intentions. The audience began to boo as he pursued the young woman and reached for her hair. Moe would be violently pulled up to her feet. She whined in pain as Sora showed no remorse in pulling her hair. Before she could act, her classless foe thrust his knee into her midsection, forcing her to double over! The force of the knee pushed Moe into the air for a second. She bent forwards and held her stomach, trying to cope with the pain. But before she could act or get away, Sora would continue his offense. He'd pull the young Moe in and thrust her head between his legs before effortlessly setting her up for a Powerbomb! Soon, Moe would be seated on the man's shoulders. She'd realize she was in a bad spot and protest the action.

"Gr! Get away from me, you creep!"

The rookie new she was in for a world of pain. But to her surprise, Hyamato didn't slam her into the canvas right away. No, he had bigger plans. The brute would charge forward, stomping harshly towards the corner of the ring. Everyone in the arena could see that he intended to Powerbomb his smaller foe against the corner! Moe didn't have many options, but she wanted to avoid this big move. The young woman would throw herself backwards and attempt to reverse the Powerbomb into a Hurricanrana! If successful in countering, she'd flip Sora to the ground and begin pinning him, hoping to "steal" a win while she could. The referee would notice this and immediately drop to the ground to begin counting.

"ONE!"

Sora got his opponent right onto his shoulder. It would be so much fun smashing her right into the corner with all he got and breaking her. He couldn´t wait for it to happen. But unluckily for him Moe wasn´t so happy about this. Instead when the boy was at full speed he felt how this little bug started to move and suddenly he felt how her legs were pulling him forward out of nowhere. It seemed like Moe still got something left in her tank.
Sora got no chance to stop her and so he was falling forward, landing hard on his back, moaning out in pain. He shacked his head for a moment, this all happened so fast that he couldn´t tell were he was right now. His head was spinning a bit while he was down on the floor. What he didn´t get was that Moe was using this possibility directly to steal the victory from him. Buy sitting on his chest and pinning him. The ref would react and count.
“ONE”
Only after that Sora got what was happening right now, while looking up to Moe above him. Seeing her there was making him angry and aggressive he wanted her be under him and not the other way around.

“TWO” only after this count Sora was able to react, trying to put his legs against the mat and push his midsection up into the air, bridging his body. He hopped that he would be able to get moe down from him that way or get his shoulders of the floor and break up the pin. Slowly this little brat was getting onto his nerves and he really started to hate her.

Moe had done what she could to stay in this match. She realized that if Sora could get a string of offense going, she would likely lose quickly. When she was successful in countering the Powerbomb into a Rana pin, she tried to capitalize on this opportunity! To beat Sora and go home. For a moment, while she was pinning the man, her arm pain went away. It was replaced with the hope that this match could end here and now.

Moe nodded as the ref made the one count. And people began to cheer. The cheering and enthusiasm would only increase with the second count. But everyone in the arena would groan collectively when Sora kicked out before the third.

"GGrraaaargh!" Moe would yell in frustration. She was so close, but ultimately came up short. The green clad wrestler would rise up and attempt to repeatedly stomp on Sora in an effort to keep him down. If Hyamato rose up regardless, Moe would attempt to wrap an arm around his head when he made it to one knee. She would then throw herself backwards and try to spike his head into the mat with a DDT!

Sora was still a bit dizzy after kicking out of the pin and shacked his head. He heard the frustrated scream of the smaller girl. It seemed like someone wanted to call it a day, but for Sora one thing was clear. He would only leave this ring as the winner and nothing else. Moe could try anything she wanted in the end she would beg for mercy at him. Sora licked over his lips for a moment, before he put his hands against the floor. But before he was able to do something the boot of the smaller girl was smashing right into his back, holding him down. Sora had no chance of getting back up under this rain of kicks. They were holding him down, making it impossible to attack the smaller girl and also hurt him badly.
 

Failing to get the three count on Sora just now was a little disheartening. Much of the audience groaned when he escaped defeat. Moe did what she could. She tried to stay on top of him and stomp on his repeatedly to keep him down. After multiple stomps seemed to keep the man at bay, Moe would attempt to next move.

"Just stay down! for three counts!" She pleaded.

She would reach for Sora's head and attempt to pull him up to his knees. If Sora was still unable to fight back, she would attempt to kick him in the chest. Fukouka would try kicking him in the torso again and again if this worked. Eventually, she'd finish it off with a huge Roundhouse Kick to the head!