Zoey Hamilton vs Zoey Satoshi

The winner of this match will be decided through a single pinfall or when a competitor is forced to submit.

Hamilton as usual knew nothing about her opponent, afterall regardless of how big, small, quick, or slow the Scot's opponent was the battle plan would rarely change from her slightly simplistic strategy. Of course anyone who had just happened to catch a few of the bluenette's matches would know that her strategy would consist of beating down an opponent verbally and beating them down physically, the eldest Hamilton sister loved to fight, but even more than that she loved to verbally abuse people, in her mind the bark was just as important as the bite.

Hamilton would be wearing her volleyball attire backstage as she waited for her theme to blare, usually she wore something more revealing but now she would be wearing a numbered and sleeveless black and blue top along with matches black and blue shorts. The number on Zoey Hamilton's shirt was 1, and despite all her efforts and claims that this was to symbolise her being number one it just happened to be the one she ended up with back when she played volleyball in Scotland before eventually getting kicked off her team for as expected unfriendly conduct. Usually the bluenette would be wearing a more revealing outfit, but lately she had taken a bit of time to consider that perhaps the reason the crowd treat her as such a pantamine villain rather than the devilish wrestler she tried to create might have been partly due to her attire, afterall there was nothing the fans loved more than seeing some skin. Unfortunately Zoey liked showing off skin and even now she was unsure about her attire, regardless she would wear it since she was sure it would be a step in the right direction to fix her tarnished reputation with the crowd.

Zoey Hamilton's attire:

" Danger Zone " Would play through-out the Arena and as soon as it did Zoey would appear on the ramp, walking through the curtains backwards and holding up an oversized Scotland flag against her back, the flag managing to cover almost the majority of the bluenette's body. Soon enough the Scot would reveal even the covered portion of her body, quickly spinning round and catching the top ends of her flag with one hand, holding it high while her other hand would be holding out the finger to the crowd, something which would much to Zoey's dismay earn a mixed reaction. Hamilton tried to ignore that " Just play it smooth " she told herself, the only reason the crowd cheered her as if she were some stupid comedy act was due to her tendency to overreact, the bluenette wasn't exactly the smartest but in hindsight even she could see the slightly over the top fashion in which she tried to piss of the crowd and to some extent could understand how it backfired.

The crowd reaction would stay mixed as Zoey Hamilton quickly walked down to the ring, ignoring both the positive and negative chants or yells thrown her way, even if her facial expressions made it obvious what she thought about each one. The Scot managed to stay composed though, rolling under the ring before then going to her corner and hanging the Scotland flag from it, before getting scolded by the ref for doing so and instead just folding it up and sitting it atop the turnbuckle, all while glaring at the ref. At this point Hamilton's eyes would be glued to the ref, how dare she, the official's tone just aided to grind Hamilton's gears even more. As Zoey's music died down and the crowd calmed down before waiting in anticipation for the next competitor the bluenette's eyes would still be stuck on the referee as if by mildly annoying Zoey she had became her most heated rival in the ring, despite the ref girl likely never wrestling in the ring.

Zoey Satoshi:

Zoey was still backstage in the locker room when she heard her opponent's music blare through the arena speakers, the insane volume that management insisted on playing these things at caused it to be audible all over the building. She hurriedly put the finishing touches on her outfit and tied her bright red hair back into a very nice-looking ponytail. For some reason, she'd been drawn back to an outfit she hadn't worn in months, and decided to make herself look the part. She looked herself over in the mirror and grinned, turning from one side to the other to make sure there weren't any mistakes or mess-ups, and then winked to herself, pushing her locker shut and heading out.

She timed her arrival very nicely, standing just backstage right as Hamilton's music faded out to silence and the arena lights died down. The adrenaline rush that came before a match made her smile in the adorable, smug way that she always does. Just a few seconds later, Pumped up Kicks by Foster the People came out of the arena's sound system and was received with a cheer from the audience. Right on cue, Zoey Satoshi made her appearance at the top of the ramp and excitedly hopped down the ramp to the ring.

The outfit she had chosen looked great on her, a big change from the silly-looking neon-pink skirt and bra she had picked out more recently. It consisted of a pretty simple red sports bra that tightly fit against her figure, around her hips were a pair of equally tight-fitting and very smooth red sports briefs, leaving the tops of her legs entirely bare. A set of red thigh-high socks ran up her legs, cutting off at about the middle of her thighs and held in place by two matching white knee-pads. She wasn't wearing any boots for this match, making it the first time she'd been close to barefoot, and had another two white pads around her elbows. She looked really good, and far more mature than usual even with so much skin showing.

She got to the ring and hopped up onto the apron, blowing a kiss at the crowd behind her before vaulting the top rope in one jump, landing with just a gentle *pat* and walking to the middle of the ring to size up against Hamilton. The bluenette had a good 8 inches on Zoey, and 17 pounds, but Satoshi was more than used to this kinda disadvantage by now, and found herself very capable of using her aerial abilities and striking to balance things out.

"You didn't make everything blue just for me, did you?" she asks in a somewhat condescending tone before planting a hand against her heart, referring to the nicely opposing colour schemes of each girl's attire. Hamilton was dressed up in blue gear and had blue hair, while Satoshi was dressed up in red, and had red hair. She couldn't help but start giggling, looking up into the taller Zoey's eyes.

Hamilton would watch as her opponent appeared on the ramp, from where she was standing the woman seemed like an ant, although that would just be due to distance obviously. Still it gave the bluenette the not so friendly idea of referring to the redhead as ant when she finally got down to the ring, even the blatantly rude Scot didn't like to be so on the nose with her insults though so she would put that one in the back for now.

Quickly the other wrestler would make her way down the ramp, bouncing down in bubbly fashion that gave Hamilton a fair idea of what the opponent's personality could be. Satoshi seemed to be pretty quick on her feet in general as she moved, quickly switching between bouncing, hopping and just gleefully speeding towards the ring. Before she would eventually leap frog the top ropes which to the powerhouse based lightweight was one hell of an impressive feat.

Hamilton found something more unbelievable though as she noticed her opponent's height, she was even smaller than her little sister Blair! Ultimately the bluenette wasn't much taller than her redheaded foe in the grand spectrum of things but that didn't mean it didn't bring her great pleasure. Hamilton would watch with a amused smirk as her opponent approached, in turn the bluenette walking towards the middle of the ring so she could get a closer look of her opponent also.

Then Zoey couldn't contain her laughter when Satoshi mentioned their outfits and hairstyles which just happened to be opposite colours. " S-Sorry. But if I wanted to pick out something to make us contrast I'd just pick anything not from the kids section " The bluenette would cruelly joke, managing to stop her childish giggling after only a few words and watching her opponent's expression so she could see Satoshi's response to such a remark. Of course the crowd didn't appreciate such a low blow either, right out of the gate the bluenette would already be getting booed for her rudeness. Although Hamilton didn't mind, if anything she wanted to study this moment later to find out how she could effectively come across as the bitchy bad ass she had been trying to for so long.

As well as having contrasting colours it would seem the two wrestlers would have contrasting attitudes as well. Hamilton meeting Satoshi's slightly condescending comment with a completely uncalled, childish and over the top comment. Although had Satoshi been an Amazon then Hamilton probably would have just inverted her cruel joke, the bluenette loved to push her luck and it would be a wonder if she ever managed to befriend someone in the ring.

Zoey Hamilton practically towered over Satoshi, though that wasn't much of an achievement given that almost everyone did. Surprisingly, she wasn't used to being openly teased on her size, but the comment only managed to bring a smug grin to her face, her eyes closing gently for her response. "Maybe you should do that anyway, you're way too fat for your other outfit", the reply loud enough for the audience to hear, giving the arena a buzz of excitement as the two traded insults before they start trading blows.

Hamilton probably would have also noticed by now that Zoey's attire very strongly smelled of cherry, matching the shade of red she had picked out. It wouldn't make any difference in the match, but it was still quite curious given how easily the delicious smell could be detected over the smell of thousands of fans that were packed into the arena.

The referee finally had everything ready for the match, and came in to separate the two girls. Her right hand pushed against Hamilton's upper belly, while her left hand (level with the right) pressed into Satoshi's boob. The motion made the smaller fighter gasp with surprise and look at the referee with a smirk, causing the woman to shift her hand downwards quickly with a deep blush. With both wrestlers now several feet apart, the lady signalled for the bell to be rung, and the match began~

Right out of the gate, Satoshi began to aggressively close the distance between the two Zoey's in a very agile stance, ready to dodge and counter whatever Hamilton might attempt as an opener.

Zoey Hamilton would seem to be a bit irritated at her opponent's lack of anger towards her statement, glaring at her opponent's widened lips as if her intense gaze could scare that grin into submission. Then Hamilton would hear her opponent's words, which would seemingly equal part annoy and earn curiosity from the bluenette to see how long her feisty opponent could go on for. " Yeah right, me fat?" Hamilton would say, lifting up her shirt as she spoke before then continuing. " Do you see this? Slim and curvy, enough to make a little girl like you cry of jealousy."
The Scot would elaborate before then letting go of her shirt and letting it fall back into place.

At this point the ref would inquiringly gazing at both Zoeys to see if they were alright with her now finally doing her job. The ref giving both wrestler's an odd look but seemingly looking with disgust as Hamilton for the most part due to her previous stunt of pulling her shirt up. However the ref girl's attention would quickly switch to Satoshi as she moved in to separate them, as the poor woman had one awkward moment of watching one competitor pull their shirt up and then had another of accidentally touched Satoshi's breast.

" Oh wow, now they might actually grow " Hamilton would quickly quip, before hearing the bell ring and somewhat lazily getting ready to fight, meanwhile Satoshi would seem much more prepared. Of course that didn't mean the bluenette was going to be cautious for her slight wasted moment, instead she would charge towards the opponent and bring her arm low in an attempt to punch Satoshi harshly in the gut.

Satoshi brushed her hands through her hair and pretended to adjust her ponytail when Hamilton tried to show off her body, the smaller Zoey closed her eyes and still had that oh-so-adorable smug little smirk on her face. It'd be pretty obvious that she was flaunting her own, much shorter and slimmer body. The two girls were opposites in almost every way besides attitude, Hamilton's body was curvy and nicely toned, making her seem thicker than she was, where Satoshi was smooth and flat, with no muscles interrupting the gentle curve of her flat belly. There'd almost undoubtedly be a TV section later on comparing the two to decide who is 'hottest'.

"If they do, I hope they don't look as fake as yours." she replied with a wink. Just a second later, Hamilton's fist shot forwards quite low, aimed to ram the little Japanese girl right in the belly! Luckily, she was expecting the other Zoey to attempt a strike, and managed to swing her torso sideways in a very smooth-looking dodge. Her response to the attack was to quickly re-balance herself and jump into the air, swinging her left foot out quickly at Hamilton's head! She had always been something of a fan of trying to kick her opponents in the face early on, so it wouldn't come as too much of a surprise to anyone who had seen her other fights.

Hamilton couldn't believe that Satoshi thought her body was better, seriously? the bluenette thought that her opponent must have been delusional, admittedly somewhat adorable, but that wasn't worth bringing up since she likely couldn't use it to torment her opponent at all. After trading quips both women would immediately spring to action, the chunkier bluenette throwing her body towards Satoshi's super slim belly in a punch, although before it connected the red haired wrestler managed to smoothly slide to the side to avoid the Scot's trained fist. 

Then Satoshi would take her turn to strike, leaping surprisingly high into the air before shooting her foot in the direction of Zoey Hamilton's head. The sassy redhead's leg would cut though the air between the two swiftly, covering the distance faster than Hamilton could react, Satoshi's lower ankle crashing into the Scot's hard head.

"Gah!" Hamilton would cry out, the momentum of the kick and the grogginess created from the pain combining and causing the bluenette to crumble backwards into a sitting position. The Scot would barely manage to stop herself from falling to a completely laid out position, doing so by catching herself against the mat with one hand while her other hand rubbed her now pained head. 

The downed larger woman would let out a growl in response to losing the starting exchange, although at the moment she wouldn't be able to do much about that fact. Instead Hamilton would be left in a seated position from her opponent's impressive strike.

The smaller Zoey's body may be a bit unconventional for a wrestler, but most couldn't deny that she looked pretty good. Her new, more mature-looking design might have helped a bit now that she was lacking the childish attributes her bright pink skirt-and-bra combo brought to the ring. The comparison mostly just came down to preference, Hamilton possessing a more traditional curvy, large-chested and wide-hipped frame, and Zoey's body being sleek and soft-looking, lacking a large chest but having a very nicely formed backside.

Zoey's dodge and counter were beautiful to watch, a simple and smooth step to the side just far enough to get around Hamilton's fist, followed by a high-flying kick right to the skull. There wasn't much chance of landing back on her feet after a kick like that, so Zoey quickly readied herself and landed on her back with a quiet "Oomph", rolling backwards to a crouching position just a couple feet away from Hamilton. The kick had done it's job very nicely, the taller Zoey planted on her butt and looking quite stunned and dazed.

Seeing the opportunity to do something flashy, Zoey grinned to herself and spun on her feet, running at the closest corner and quickly starting to climb to the top rope. If she got there un-interrupted, she'd stand up tall (or, not-so-tall) and throw one finger into the air with a smug smirk on her face, getting a roar from the crowd. Zoey would crouch down like a spring, and then explode upwards and back, curving through the air in a very beautiful moonsault! If Hamilton didn't react in time, she'd take all of Satoshi's body weight right on her back.

It took a lot to knock Hamilton down for good, however it was proven by her opponent tonight that a well placed kick to the head was enough to at least stun the rough Scot. However even in her groggy state the bluenette wouldn't let herself lose control already, already trying to catch up to her opponent's body with her eyes to watch the swift wrestler before she got the chance to escape her line of vision. 

Hamilton would take a while to drag herself up into a standing position, pushing off the mat and slowly turning her head upwards to see her outstretched opponent standing tall on the ropes. The bluenette wasn't as disorientated as Satoshi probably expected her to be after such a smooth and solid kick.

Then like clockwork Satoshi would throw caution to the wind as she leaped into the air, body bending in an impressive and equally as smooth flip towards the bluenette. Luckily Hamilton wasn't as clueless of what to do as she somewhat was, having a rare moment of quick wit as she frantically took a step forward and tried to catch her opponent over one of her shoulders, wrapping her arms around Satoshi's sides and stumbling for a moment before managing to secure her footing and stand tall with Satoshi slouched over her shoulder.

Of course Hamilton's response was less refined and pretty looking than Satoshi's move, but that wasn't a priority in the petty bluenette's mind. Acting quickly the Scot would try to throw her opponent upwards and quickly contort her body and stick her knee bellow Satoshi's falling midsection, resulting in the redhead falling right into Hamilton's waiting knee in a rough looking but likely painful move.

Satoshi was never one to shy away from showing off. She loved putting her abilities on display and making it quite a spectacle, and hitting a moonsault from the top ropes right out of the gate was an idea that sounded awesome in her head. It carried a great risk, seeing how Hamilton could easily knock her out of the sky with a whole array of different power moves and strikes that'd leave her hurting for a long while, but it carried an equally great reward, since it'd slam all 103 pounds of Zoey's body right down onto her opponent at pretty good speed.

Unfortunately, any level-headed wrestler would probably tell you that doing something like this as literally your second move at the very start of a fight is a very silly idea. Zoey's acrobatic high-flying prowess was on display for all to see, but the move also unintentionally put the other Zoey's strength and power on display in quite a nice demonstration of her physical dominance. Satoshi let out a squeal of terror at feeling Hamilton's shoulder move upwards into her back, and not in the way she'd hoped.

"No no no! Let me down! Get off!"

The little redhead's legs started kicking and flailing in the air while Hamilton regained her balance, Satoshi desperately trying to roll herself backwards over Zoey's shoulder to get herself down onto the canvas safely. It wasn't to be though, and Hamilton's arms locked themselves around Zoey's thin torso to hold her in place, before pulling downwards hard. Zoey's legs came upwards and spread out in front of her, her eyes wide and eyebrows curved upwards with fear, she'd never been on the receiving end of an atomic drop before but she'd seen other girls take them, and none looked like they'd particularly enjoyed it. An instant later Hamilton's knee met Zoey's crotch with brutal force, causing the redhead to let out a particularly loud scream of agony and collapse onto her side, curled up tight and clutching the impact site.