Amy Walker gives Siena a work out

The arena was dar and blaring some obnoxious loud metal music. A newcomer, named Siena Blaze was making her debut in the AFW. The crowd booed as if instinctively sensing Siena was a heel and had a bad attitude.

Siena stood there imaptiently chewing some gum in her mouth and then spat it in the mat nearby. She smirked and tapped her foot as she waited for her opponent to come out. The music stopped and the lights started to go back on as her opponent was about to be announced.

Amy could hear the loud music backstage, cringing a little at how it sounded.

"How can anyone listen to that junk?" She muttered to herself before she started to walk out. She hadn't chosen any entrance music, so it just went with a normal theme for now. She stepped out onto the stage, hands on her hips with a confident smirk on her face before she walked down the ramp, heading down towards the ring, and climbed up the ropes, moving to the closer corner. When she was at her corner, she looked at her opponent with a frown. She was just... unpleasant to look at in her mind.

Siena smirked at seeing the silly little gymnast girl.

Terrific. My first opponent is work out Wanda.

She went up to the girl boldly in her corner standing 5 feet away from her.

"Hey, Tinker bell. Did you take a wrong turn driving to your aerobics class? And are those things real?"

Eyes Amy's tits sarcastically.

Amy frowned at the girl walking up to her and mocking her. "Big talk from someone who looks like they hadn't showered in a month." She replied while stretching her body out, limbering herself up as she talked to Siena.

Siena smirks as if what Amy said humored her instead of insulted her.

"Oh? Would you like to smell?"

Raises her arm and goes to shove her armpit at Amy's face.

Amy frowned and grabbed for her arm, and tried to whip her into her turnbuckle instead. The bell sounded as Amy touched her, and she tried to pin her front up against the turnbuckle.

Siena gritted her teeth as Amy touched her. Most likely their strength were at least comparative so Siena would struggle with her and might even use her free hand to eye poke Amy for a stun.

Amy was about to lift her up by her hair and between her legs, but Siena got to her first, and poked her eye. "Gah!!" She gasped, clutching her left eye and staggered away from her. "Grh... you're dirty in more than one sense it seems..."

"Cry me a river, Tinker bitch!"

She would first try to back Amy forcefully in corner, go for a knee shot to her gut and then try to whip her with enough force to make her fly across the ring and perhaps wipe out in the center (since she was doing a more savage then professional whip).

Amy was backed up into the corner, and coughed as she's kneed in the gut, and was thrown by her arm, and stumbled down into the center of the mat, groaning softly. "Loud mouthed... little punk..." She grumbled, trying to pick herself back up.