Nanami Tomonari vs. Jessica Wright: No Holds Barred

No Holds Barred Match

Rules: No disqualification, no holds barred
Victory Condition: Pinfall, Submission or K.O

So, Nanami's first match in AFW ended with a loss. Well, that's pretty discouraging, but she knew that if she was to work harder, she would be able to make a name for herself in this company. Being a relative rookie, she knew that things would be difficult for her at the beginning, but soon, things would change, and Nanami believed that she would one day stand next to those who had made their names and become legends.

Taking a deep breath while waiting at the Gorilla position, Nanami tightened the hachimaki wrapped around her head. She had applied her kabuki-like face-paint earlier. She had been telling herself repeatedly that she would work hard in this match and win, even though her opponent for this match would be Jessica Wright.

Yeah, Jessica Wright. That scary bitch who was equally mean and sexy. But there was no reason to be afraid, considering that Nanami herself was an ex-sukeban. Sure, professional wrestling was more different compared to street fighting, but she knew that she could manage somehow.

"Yosh, it's time!" Nanami said as she heard her cue. When her entrance song, Kioku, was played, Nanami stepped out into the stage, raising her arms as she walked down the ramp, receiving moderate cheers from the fans. Well, she was a newbie, and the last time they saw her, she was soundly defeated by Alaina Sanders, so it's only logical that she didn't quite receive massive cheers from the fans. But, she knew that she could change that by fighting hard.

Nanami Tomonari:

Then, she arrived at the ring after walking quickly, and she slipped into the ring. She would try to rouse the crowd more, though the fans didn't have much faith in her yet, which was understandable. So, after entering the ring, she went to the corner and waited for her opponent to make her appearance. She made sure to keep her expression neutral so that she wouldn't look nervous. The last thing she wanted to happen was for people to make fun of her anxiousness while waiting for her opponent.

Jessica flexed. Whatever happened, she wrestled. She went out and got her ass kicked, she wrestled. She was hungover after drinking for a week straight, she wrestled. She won whatever belt in some little rinky dink federation in the middle of nowhere, she wrestled. Tonight, there was another show, another opponent. For a long time, it felt as if she hardly had a chance to breathe. Since she was about 16 years old, in fact.

But that was just the way she liked it. She adjusted her gauntlets and cracked her neck. Her boots had already been laced up, and her body was ready. Jessica stared at the violet haired girl in the mirror. She had seen almost everything, and fought almost everyone. Instincts had built up over about decade now, and Jessica knew that she was going to have to rely on hers tonight if she wanted to walk away with a win.

She started heading out the door. This woman did not have much history. Only one match, and that had been a loss. While usually going against a rookie boded well for her, she knew that underestimating her opponent might spell her doom. Not that she would admit that to anyone but herself.

When she passed the worker drones in the hall, they proved nothing short of deliquescent. Good. They ought to have known just how dangerous Jessica was by now. She brushed the curtain back, and peered out. Full crowd tonight. Good.



Her dark intro jangled out over the loudspeaker, and Jessica was met with a chorus of boos. She ignored them, and walked down to the ring, and slid in under the bottom rope. The Violent Violet headed straight for the middle, as if staking out territory. She dug in her heel.

"Are you ready to die tonight?" She asked her opponent.

When Nanami saw Jessica making her appearance, she did her best to keep her expression neutral. She had seen many of the Violent Violet's matches already, and needless to say, she was considered to be one of the meanest and sexiest woman here in AFW, and for some good reasons too. But, Nanami had faced many women who were bigger and meaner than Jessica, though they were just street brawlers who were rather unskilled compared to Jessica, whose skills were proven true and dangerous as a wrestler.

When Jessica made her way into the ring, Nanami kept her determined look, posture straightened up and chest puffed up, trying to look confident and serious in the face of such an adversary. And the crowd seemed to be booing Jessica, as expected, due to her ruthlessness (maybe) as well as due to her being such a bitch.

Nanami had to suppress a shudder upon hearing Jessica's words, but she quickly regained her composure and stepped forth, looking confident and self-assured. "Heh... no one's gonna die tonight, not you... not me..." she said as she put her hands on her waist. Now, she stood right in front of the red-clad wrestler, and after taking a glance at Jessica's bared cleavage, she added, "But, I'm gonna beat you up all the same and prove it to everyone that I'm the best..." she said, taking another step forward as she tried to test her luck by getting too close to Jessica, breasts pressed against breasts as she looked into those mesmerizing violet eyes of hers.

Tonight was going to be a no holds barred match. Jessica had a lot of anger to work out, and this woman seemed to want to push her buttons. That was a poor idea to do at any point in time, but when Jessica was all hyped up for a no holds barred match, that was just short of suicidal. Jessica noticed the shutter, but then again she also noticed Nanami approaching her without trepidation. Their breasts were touching, and Nanami was not backing down. Nanami looked at her cleavage. Not that she could be blamed for that.

Still, Jessica inched forward. Her large breasts ballooned against her opponent's. Her trash talk was laughable, but Jessica was in the mood for a laugh. "I am going to put you out like a candle. We are all going to see what color you bleed. Your head is coming off, and I will let you pick. You want it to come off with a kick, or with the swing of a baseball bat. Fucking spoiler, I am swinging for the goddamn fences." Jessica was loud, even though she had very little reason to be. She was a terrible boastful woman, and she was going to make that known.

The Violent Violet was not quite sure that she wanted the starting bell to go off. This was fun. She was glowering at her opponent, letting her know just how serious she was. Her nostrils flared, and her eyes narrowed. Jessica was out for murder tonight, and she had no qualms about showing that off.

Nanami gulped. She began to regret trying to sound tough as Jessica began telling her about what she would do to her in this match. She had a fair share of scary women she had faced during her time at the street, but a scary wrestler was a different matter altogether. Unlike street brawlers, they knew where to aim and where it hurt the most. But, Nanami would not let herself be intimidated by the likes of her as she would harden her expression and clenched her fists, unwilling to show any sign of weakness to the violet-haired woman before her.

"Heh, you can try. You're not the first one, and you're not going to be the last..." Nanami said, daring to poke the hornet's nest, giving her chest a little bit of thrust so that Jessica would know that Nanami wasn't one to be cowed by mere threats. Despite her building anxiousness, she dared herself to give the woman before her an audacious smile. She knew what she did might be borderline suicidal, but she's used to this kind of situation back then, and she would do it again to her.

She would take a step back, giving herself a room to prepare for their imminent clash. And soon, the starting bell was called, and the match officially began. First, she would try to test Jessica's strength by going for a contest of strength, looking to ascertain how strong the Violent Violet was, and she would try to lock up with her and muster her strength so that she could see how Jessica would fare against her.

Jessica took a step back as well. It was nearly time to go, and Jessica wanted all of the space possible to knock this woman into next Tuesday. The crowd recognized the great precipice which the two women would soon plunge over, and there was a noticeable uptick in noise. Cameras zoomed. Both of their faces were highlighted in the broadcast, and the world saw Jessica's stern, angry face. There was no sweat yet. Over the course of the evening, that would surely change. If she were unlucky, perhaps, it would be bloody, but Jessica pushed that thought aside.

Nanami advanced on her, offering a contest of strength. Jessica nearly could not believe it. For her weight, she was one of the strongest women at AFW. She had gone up against women who were thirty pounds heavier than her and came away the stronger one. Jessica accepted the contest of strength with relish, extending her hands and rising to the challenge.

The Violent Violet was pushing with all of her strength. This was her first impression that she would put upon this woman, and Jessica was going to make sure that Nanami was going to know her strength. She had considerable power to bear, and she was putting all of it forward.

Nanami initially believed that she could triumph in a contest of strength against Jessica, but when they finally clashed, Nanami was forced to learn how wrong she was. "Grrgkhh!!" The violet-haired woman before her was a different level altogether, more different compared to Alaina. Her sheer strength was something that Nanami couldn't rival, and despite her best attempt to push back, she was overwhelmed by Jessica's strength. "Aagghh!!" She shouted, trying to rouse herself, forcing herself to push back, but the difference in strength had been made apparent.

Jessica Wright was freakishly strong. Too strong, in fact.

Despite that, Nanami wasn't one to easily give up. If she couldn't win with her strength, then she would have to rely on her guile. So, as she was pushed back, Nanami would try to deliver a kick to the side of Jessica's knee, hoping that it could at least cause the other woman to stagger, thus giving her a bit of chance to turn this match to her favor.

Nanami was strong. Very strong. Jessica sensed the great well of strength within her, the one that must have propelled her to be a wrestler in the first place. But Jessica was a mountain, a flood, a force of nature with whom only the gods of wrestling could contend. The sheer elemental power that was Jessica moved the needle far in her favor, and like a glacier she pressed ever forward, without mercy, indefatigable.

But it was not forever. A slicing kick came in to the side of Jessica's leg. She was awfully tall and proud for a woman, but the blow to the side of her leg, caused her to fall off to the side, moaning with pain and clutching the side of her leg. Those sort of shots annoyed the crap out of her, but there was precious little she could do now that she was on her butt.

The kick somehow worked, and Nanami wanted to capitalize on this moment. Thanks to that, Nanami managed to push Jessica down, thus giving Nanami an advantage over the violet-haired woman whom she currently faced right now. She kne that she couldn't contend with her with pure strength alone, so she would make do with her guile and trickery.

Now that Jessica had fallen, Nanami would try to deliver a spinning heel kick right into her head, and considering that Jessica was currently on her butt thanks to her kick earlier, she would make sure that the Violent Violet wouldn't be able to fight back, because that's the only way for her to stand a chance, or so she believed.

Jessica was on her knee. Of all the places she could have been, this was one of the worst. She knew that there was very little you could do from this position. It was hard to attack out of, but worse than anything it was almost impossible to defend yourself. Jessica was still holding her aching knee when she saw a whirl of motion coming at her from the corner of her eye. In the split second that it took, all she could do was brace.

But that was not enough. The blow slammed into her head, and Jessica went flying. She was fairly solid, but this kick came with serious force behind it. Jessica began seeing stars as she skidded to a halt a few feet away. This match had not begun the way she had wanted it to. Now the pain in her knee was compounded with a throbbing, aching head.