Jessica Wright vs. Akane Asahioka

Coffin match: win by placing your opponent in the coffin, then shutting the lid. No disqualification.

Jessica was brooding. A few of her more recent matches had not gone exactly as she had intended them to go, and Jessica wanted to fight her way out of a slump. That was maybe not the wisest thing to do, but Jessica was not the wisest type. A brutal type, and cunning type, and a vicious type for sure, but definitely not the wisest type. It would have been different if it was a regular match. She would have accepted that, sure, but this was a horse of a different color. No DQ, which appealed to her desire to unleash holy hell on someone. Coffin match, which appealed to her desire to finally bury all of these negative emotions.

And Saturday night, so everyone in the world could see that Jessica still had it. She was pacing around the locker room. All of her muscles were now loose and limber since she had warmed up and stretched out, and mentally she was prepared. The AFW staff seemed content to throw rookie after rookie at her, and Jessica was always more than happy to break them in, so to speak. Most of them were feckless morons who usually lacked the common sense to lay down, but Jessica rarely had a problem with annihilating women.

She looked around her locker room. It was spacious, and the workers at the arena had become wise enough not to bother her. Her typical red, black and yellow attire showed off her curves and muscles. The little arm bands were just for fun though. She finished lacing up her boots and checked around one last time. The point of no return had come. Good. Jessica had very little to go back to. The Violent Violet started making her way to the staging area with her fists clenched and her eyes forward. She did not know her opponent. Some rookies. No tape, no history, no nothing. That usually meant that the wrestler was not very good, but Jessica knew a little bit more than to just assume that.

Little sister there's blood on the tracks...

Her music hit the arena, and Jessica was greeted by a chorus of boos, as she always was. She ignored them, and marched down to the with contempt on her face. The Violent Violet slid under the bottom rope and went over to her corner. She rested against it, and waited for her next victim to arrive.

Whoever this bitch is, she better be ready for the long sleep tonight, she thought.

Appearance:

Akane had been looking forward to this match for a while. Tonight she’d be debuting here in the AFW and the Japanese native was hoping to make an impact. Currently Akane was in the locker room along with her friend Juno, who was here to help keep her head straight. The french brawler wouldn’t be out there with her tonight, but she’d be watching none the less back here. Akane finished fitting into her red bikini, boots, and arms sleeves thinking she looked pretty good, and would soon look to her friend to get her reaction. “Well? What do you think?” she’d purr as she spun around slowly to show off her attire.

So after walking closer, Juno in response would give her a reassuring nod and say “Looking hot, now go and kick this bitches ass for me”. And just to pump Akane up, she’d slap her on the rear quickly. “Hehe, thanks sweetie. That’s just what I needed to hear.” the tamer would purr before walking away to make her entrance and leaving behind her friend. Juno had total confidence in her friend, but it wouldn’t take that much for her to come out and beat whoever her friend was facing herself. The only reason she wasn’t out there was so Akane could show the crowds just what she could do. But Juno had a feeling she’d be just fine…one way or another.

Shortly after Jessica’s music faded, Akane's theme would fill the air as she made her entrance. Walking out with her arms stretched out, the woman would spin around slowly she approached the ramp. She was pumped for this match, and had little doubts about being able to trap her opponent in a coffin. So after strutting her way down to the ring to the chorus of cheers, Akane would climb up and onto the apron before going through the middle ropes. Finally having a good look at her opponent, she could tell the woman was strong and made sure to never take her eyes off her. Jessica looked mean as hell too, but Akane had faced her type before. And just to show she wasn’t afraid, Akane would walk right to the middle of the ring before waving to the violent violet in her corner teasingly.

“Hey there, seems like you’re not much of a fan favorite huh?” Akane would say as she waited in the center of the ring.

Jessica watched. Jessica waited. She saw the stupid hands-out-and-spin, she saw the dumb crowd pleasing nonsense, she saw her opponent sizing her up. As if she did not know who Jessica Wright was. In the merch shops, they were selling baseball bats with her likeness on them, for which Jessica was getting a hefty cut. On TV, her matches were shown on loop, so that everyone knew she was the baddest bitch around. And in the halls of AFW, her name was whispered as if it was some dark imprecation. In some sense, it was.

And it was a shame that this woman, Akane, did not know all of those facts. "Nope, destroyed too many pretty girls to be a fan favorite. Fucked more than a few. You can be next, on both counts." The Violent Violet peeled herself off of the corner and began approaching the center of the ring. Her head was tilted high, which showed both the supercilious tone of her smile and the sheer malintent in her eyes.

She got to the center and put her hands on her hips. They were only a scant few feet away from each other now. Akane was muscular, and pretty. Very much a mirror of Jessica in many senses, except that Jessica would be walking away from this match and the medics would have to dig Akane out of the coffin so that they could get her to the hospital.

"You ever been in a coffin before?" She taunted.

The violent violet’s brutality was well known throughout the AFW, and even a rookie like her knew of these tales. But Akane stood her ground as Jessica began to move towards her. The violet was certainly intimidating and the tamer wouldn’t deny it, but she still had the guts to look her opponent right in the face with that twisted smile. So here she was in the center of the ring with Jessica Wright, who was currently talking a big game. Whether or not the violet could back up these words though, was yet to be seen.

“Well….to be honest...I’d be lying if I said I didn’t want to be fucked by you…but if you think I’m going to be destroyed…then you’re in for a very rough surprise, sweetie.” Akane would say as she took a step toward the woman showing no signs of backing down. “I’m here to tamer your hot ass and if you don’t think I can then I’ll just have to prove it…” she would say before pressing up against Jessica chest to chest. Akane would even put her hands on her own hips as she mimicked the woman.

“And no, I haven’t been in a coffin…and I don’t plan on being in one any time soon” the woman would say as she kept her eyes locked on her opponent’s. Tonight was Akane's time to shine, so if anyone was going to be locked in the dark of the coffin, it'd be Jessica.

Well, this one was not timid, she could say that for sure. Akane's attention never wavered from the Violent Violet, and there was still that twisted smile on her face. Jessica planned to wipe that smile off of her face in short order, and it was awfully nice of her to come up to Jessica, the Violent Violet thought. It meant that Jessica did not have to exert herself that much in getting to her. And if this bitch thought that Jessica was even slightly intimidated by the whole boob-to-boob thing, she was sorely mistaken, just as all the trash talk she was slinging did not even make her flinch.

"Honey, I am gonna give some not-so-friendly advice. You are fucking garbage at trash talk. Never never never admit you wanna get fucked in the ring, because there are a lot of bad girls prowling the arena. Bad girls, like yours truly." She pointed to herself for emphasis. "Second, go for short sentences. 'I am going to tame your ass.' Boom. Simple. It fits with whatever bullshit gimmick you have going on,"Jessica gestured to her opponent's body dismissively. "And you don't plan on being in one any time soon? What the fuck? Is that supposed to make me scared?" Jessica shrugged. "Because I can fucking assure you, it does not. I have slammed more people in caskets than a fucking pallbearer, and you ain't convincing me that you can stand up to a whole lot."

"Oh, and one more not-so-friendly piece of advice..." Jessica paused for a second, wanting to see what sort of reaction her opponent would have. "Duck." Out of nowhere and with great and terrifying speed, she threw a hard left hook just as the bell rang. Even without rotating her hips, the Violent Violet could generate tons and tons of power.

Akane would listen on as Jessica rambled about some "Not so friendly" advice. Honestly she had taken the violet for a woman of few words...which clearly wasn't the case. The tamer wanted to chime in a few time but never really got the chance, and when she got the feeling to yawn at her opponent's word, she would fight it knowing the violent woman would knock her block off. None of it mattered to Akane, though. After all, she didn't care who had sex with her or how "bad" Jess was. All she cared about was getting started. So after listening to the "Not so friendly" speech, Akane had a good deal of information to take in, which is when Jessica suddenly told her to duck as the bell rang out.

Knowing full well that when someone told you to duck, you duck, the speedy woman would drop down and roll away from her foe as a missile of a left hook shot by her head. "Jeez this bitch can throw a punch!" Akane thought before shooting back onto her feet. She was muscular and fairly strong, but Akane was built for speed mostly, and wasn't really looking to test out the violet's great strength. So knowing this she would attempt to fake Jessica out by seemingly going for a lock up with the violet.

"Well how about you show me how "Bad" you really are then?" she would tease while approaching the woman. Instead of a lock up though, Akane would immediately shoot her knee up to drill her opponent in the gut, while her arms were around the violet's neck. And if she was successful at doing so, a few more knees would come one after another.

Jessica was seething. Her punch, fast and hard as it was, had hit only air. All of her bragging and boasting and pumping herself up was for nothing now, and the impetus was on Akane to act. Jessica liked getting off on the right foot and then burying her opponent under a landslide of offense, putting them away for the night in short order. Her opponent looked like she had the temerity to stand up to her, even for a hot second, and that enraged her.

But not nearly as much as it hurt her. Her opponent caught her with a quick knee to the gut, and then followed it up with a few more knees. Jessica caught the next knee with her hands before things got too bad, but if there were worse ways to start off a match, Jessica sure as hell could not think of them.

She reeled back a few feet, unsure of what had just happened. Jessica blinked a few times.

Akane smirked as she struck the woman repeatedly, each time trying to strike with even more force then the last. Jessica had talked a big game, but she couldn’t seem to back it up at all right now. Sadly, her opponent would manage to catch the third or fourth knee and break them apart, which gave the violet a moment to recover. “Well it’s nice to see that you’re all bark and no bite after all” Akane would say as her opponent struggled back a few feet. Jessica was also blinking as if she wasn’t sure what had just happened, which made her look pretty stupid in the tamer’s mind.

Not wanting to wait for her opponent to finish recovering, though, Akane would quickly go on the offense once again as she ran back and bounced off the ropes for some speed. Now the woman was running with her arm extended, hoping to land a hard clothesline onto her opponent’s chest with a shout. Hopefully Akane would reach Jessica before she was prepared, which would give the violent violet one hell of a wake up call.

Jessica found her sea legs, so to speak. Sure, getting kneed all up and down to start off the match was not the best way to begin this particular affair, but there was only so much to be done about it now. Had it been Jessica doing the knees, she would have been on her opponent in a hurry, but it looked like her young opponent had made the mistake of letting the Violent Violet recover. In the early goings of the match, that was a lethal mistake, especially because Jessica could still recuperate so quickly.

The Violent Violet's vision stopped being so dang blurry, and she zeroed in on her opponent. The girl with periwinkle hair was coming off the ropes now, as fast as she possibly could. Jessica bent her knees, and took note of Akane's stride and gait. With a little bit of luck and a lot of timing, she would be able to hit her opponent with a massive counter. She raised her right leg, and sent it lashing forward. Her opponent was telegraphing her attack like it was the hottest news of the 1870's, and Jessica knew just how to deal with it. The brutal kick was aimed right at Akane's head.

Akane had been hoping that her speed plus the time it would take for Jessica to recover would give her enough time to deliver a powerful blow to her opponent. Sadly though the violet recovered quicker than expected, and would counter by delivering a big boot to the charging woman. The blow would send Akane crashing straight down to the ring mat before she’d start holding her face. The woman’s boot hurt like hell, and it was definitely enough to stun just about anyone with the amount of force that it had behind it.

“Ugh…damn you…” she would groan out while struggling around on the mat in a bit of pain.

So now that she was down on the mats, Akane would need to recover quickly so that Jessica didn’t mop the ring with her. So hopefully before the violent violet could get her hands on the Japan native, Akane would attempt to roll out of the ring and quickly recompose herself. Jessica may have knocked her opponent down for the moment, but she was nowhere close to being done.