Daisuke Takeuchi Vs. Eliza Morgan

The wrestling prince had done all he could to try and intimidate Eliza before their bout, he was sure he had gotten into her head and it was only a matter of time before the match would begin and Eliza would slip up because of the pre-match antics. However, his plan may have seemed to be backfired as Eliza was more determined to out-wrestle the prince. The bout started off in a hotly and evenly contested grapple, frustrating the prince that he couldn't push Eliza back into the corner. The Texan quickly transitioned the hold into a head lock and further took him down via a hip-toss. So far she was holding her own as she took the prince down on the mat and landed the first move, much to his frustration.

Still, he struggled and pushed her head back by grabbing onto her chin, hoping to push her head back just enough so that he could bring his legs back and catch her in a scissor. She would see this coming, quickly grabbing onto one his wrist and hand before scrambling on top of Daisuke. "Mngh....get off!"he growled, wriggling under her before she dropped to his side and placed her legs across his chest and onto his neck, pulling his grabbed arm towards her while trapping it in-between her legs for a cross arm breaker. "Gaaaahhhhh!!NO"he cried in pain, shaking his head. Daisuke would flip up and down on his back, wriggling around as he tried to loosen her grip up. With his free arm, he would attempt to rain down a couple of open ended fists onto her thigh, to weaken up her cross-arm breaker submission.

Coming into every match with bravery and a 'never back down' attitude, Eliza brought the fight to Daisuke. As a rookie, you have to prove yourself to be strong, not some little girl that they could pick on. Not the first time either, having to prove herself with her own condition at academic studies. If she could succeed there, she could succeed in AFW! Just have to put your mind to it.

And now the Prince has to deal with the All-American attempting to dethrone him. From a hardcore setting to a more technical style, Eliza is showing her versatility, never afraid of fighting on the ground when needed. "This ain' my first rodeo, son. Ya ready to receive the quickest loss in yer career?" Not her first time rolling around the mats as she had done that growing up. She kept moving, favoring to do some damage to him so as he would try to force feed Eliza to his legs, the Texan moved over him and placing him with a nice armbar!

Her hips pushed up as she would increase the pressure and bend his arm in a not-so-natural way. Daisuke himself wasn't just gonna take it however, he would fight through and try to weaken the hold, his fist raining down on her thigh. "Oww! Hey, you!" Sounding a bit annoyed, keeping her grip on her arm, being stubborn now and staying with the hold, even as his fist are starting to make it sore. Eliza would lift up her other leg, the one not near his neck before she would attempt to send down just under his ribcage to stop his struggles.

Without knowing too much about her wrestling skill, he called out the rookie to test her bravery in the ring. Eliza seemed not at all fazed against the Tension prince as she seemed to bring the fight to him from the get-go. It seemed she had a history of dealing with bullies and standing up for herself as she dealt with the threat of his tactics quite well. Even after the match started, it was Eliza who took the drivers seat in the match, quickly taking the prince down on his back and taking the fight to the mats. She secured a painful cross-arm breaker submission, leaving the prince moaning and screaming in pain as he flopped around on his back.

The pain intensified when she raised her hips off the mat, getting more leverage to pull on his arm. Daisuke responded by raining down blow after blow against her thigh, prompting a response from her. "I refuse to...gahh...lose to you Eliza!
Urgh"he growled as the two fought. She would feel the soreness in her thighs as he rained down blows and sought to counter by raising one of her leg and smacking her heel down against his ribcage "OOOUUFFF" he cried out, with the wind being knocked out of him from that sharp heel kick. Still, he attempted to pull his arm free by tugging it towards himsself before he was struck by her feet.

Before issuing a challenge, it might have been best to look up more on who you are challenging. Otherwise you get a determined Texan looking to make you submit.

Although, it could asl just be Daisuke seeing the the All-American's match but not really respecting the newbie's skill. If it was the latter, that would make Eliza even more determined to submit the wrestling prince and teach him to respect her. Eliza, not new in having to deal with bullies, wasn't gonna let someone who calls himself a Wrestling Prince push her around. You gotta show you are strong to those vultures and Eliza uses her skill to turn the cocky Daisuke into a panicking and screaming victim.

Her hips raised up off the floor and putting pressure on Daisuke's arm, making it creak in a unnatural way. Daisuke proved defiant, obviously not liking the idea of tapping out to the Texan in such a short time and started to rain punches on her thigh, which made Eliza having to deal with the struggling Prince. With her hands still on his arm, Eliza raised her leg and sent her heel down onto his ribcage, knocking the air out of him.

As much as Eliza would have loved to submit the Wrestling Prince quickly and rub that in his face, the All-American knew that like everyone else, you have to wear down the opponent first. So, having dealt some damage to Daisuke, Eliza released the hold, giving him the relief of not having his arm bent the wrong way for a long amount of time. Getting on one knee, Eliza grabbed his head, looking to pull the bigger opponent onto his feet. "Alright, boy. Git up!"

She was definitely not an opponent Daisuke would want to take lightly or mess with. Now that he had been so cocky and arrogant to call her out and challenge her, there was only one way to get out of this mess and it applied to both wrestlers- which was simply making the other submit. Simple.

Eliza took the match by the scruff of the neck or arm one should say as she applied a vicious cross-arm breaker submission. Daisuke was left on his back, screaming in pain and struggling wildly- only just making progress as he bridged up and rained down blows onto her thighs only for her to smack her feel against his ribcage to send him flat back on his backside and leaving him breathless. However, his persistence did get him somewhere as eventually the Texan did release the prince from the submission. Daisuke immediately pulled his arm towards his chest and rolled over onto his belly, pressing his injured arm under his chest to protect it from being targeted.

Eliza had other plans as she got onto her knees next to her opponent, grabbing his head to pull him on his feet as she rose up as well. Just about half-way as he was being pulled up, Daisuke saw the perfect chance- her perfect abs right infront of him as he lunged forward and drove his shoulder into her belly once...then twice to knock the wind out of her this time. "Gah...we're just getting started, girl" he quipped back. If she got winded out by those well time shoulder blocks to her belly, Daisuke would attempt to wrap his arm around her head to lock in a front-facelock submission, testing his luck out in a submission.

As easy as it was to have the cocky prince submitted in record time, Eliza knew that this wasn't a opponent that would go down easily. Plus, the Texan needed to make an example out of the bully who looks to take her out just as she is starting to rise through the ranks.

Hence why she did let go of the cross-armbar, which of course would have finished this match off. The crowd certainly loving this as she made a statement in just mere seconds. She pointed to the crowd, winking as she brings the Wrestling Prince up to her feet, the All-American having her own plans, but Daisuke certainly wasn't gonna give her the chance to see it through.

All of a sudden, Daisuke rammed his shoulder right into her toned belly hard, two for good measure! "Ahh! Gahh!" Eliza gasped, having the wind knocked out of her, the Prince's quip certainly made it clear that he wasn't done. Of course, this is just minutes of the match starting. To make things worse, Eliza's head were soon strangled by Daisuke's arms in a front facelock!

Now it was his turn to lock in a submission, a basic one but a good one indeed, her face scrunching in pain as his arms squeezed her head. Hands pawing at the arm as she would try to stand up onto her own two feet and bring him up as well. While she did, the blonde would fire some punches to his own abs just to soften him up.

Perhaps it was a lesson for the Texan not to underestimate the cocky prince, despite his arrogant and superior wrestling persona he wasn't that bad of a wrestler and had a few tricks up his sleeves. Thankful he was let go by his opponent from the arm breaker, he wasn't going to be too kind in his thanks as he quickly drove his shoulder into her belly twice to get her down on her knees before trapping in a front face lock, his arms tightly wrapped around her face, squeezing hard against her nose and mouth.

"Learn your place Eliza, just tap." he commanded, gritting his teeth and really tightening the hold. Eliza would show courage by slowly and gradually pulling up to get up on her feet, making Daisuke stand up with her as well. The crowd cheering and clapping as she stood on her feet, before driving a couple of blows to his abs to stun him. "Owww....Ouuff!"he cried out, releasing the submission in an attempt to club a forearm strike onto her back as she was still partially bent over in front of him when she was trapped in the facelock.

For now it was a back-forth trade off between the two prideful wrestlers, with neither wanted to give an inch of hesitation or opening to the other. Both showing the other what they are capable off in a classic submission only bout.

Eliza growled when he heard Daisuke telling her to learn her place. And she sure as hell wasn't gonna let that slide. Sure, she maybe a rookie, but one with high aspirations. And she was gonna make her dreams come true, one way or another.

Feeling the front facelock tighten around her head, it was clear that she needed to get out as soon as possible. Her time having her head squeezed by Belinda taught her that she needed to keep the momentum on her side if she needs to win. Daisuke showing he does know a thing or two, despite his attitude. The All-American knows that she's gonna meet more of that in the future.

While anyone lesser would have stayed down and did what the Wrestling Prince had commanded, the Texan proved resilient, getting up to her feet, the crowd cheering her on and they were glad once she started throwing punches to the Prince, stunning him with some shots to his abs. But it would be short lived as a forearm strike drove into her back and stopping any offense the blonde tried to do. Stunned, she remained bent over some in front of the prince.

Daisuke was going to put Eliza in her place, one for trying to size up to him in wrestling skill and second for having the audacity to think she can share the ring with wrestling royalty. After a shaky start in which Eliza took control of the match, Daisuke soon found himself back in control of the match as he should be. After locking in the front-facelock and squeezing her beautiful facial features against his arms, he found the wind knocked out of him with a couple of well timed strikes to his abdomen. He released the hold but responded in kind fashion, clubbing a forearm strike into her back to send her bent forward down in front of him.

That posture brought him great delight. "Bowing down to the prince already? We're just getting started Eliza" he would taunt with a smug grin. He grabbed her by her pretty hair and yanked it upwards, straightening her up to face him face to face. "There's no way you can win this wrestling match....so just give up now" he would command her before letting her hair go and attempting to unleash a huge chest slap right across her sports bra!!

Any sort of comeback or momentum building that Eliza had was quickly stopped by a strike to her back. Eliza may have started earlier and looked impressive during the first few minutes of the match but now Daisuke, respecting the Texan and her skill somewhat, does not wish to give Eliza any quarter.

Now Daisuke had Eliza where he wanted her and of course, the prince would gloat and taunt. All par for the course but doesn't mean that Eliza had to like it, especially someone who calls himself a 'Wrestling Prince'. Even more so when he grabbed her by the hair, straightening up the Texan. And then he had the gall to tell her to quit.

Needless to say, she wasn't happy about that.

With a growl, Eliza needed to turn the tables on the cocky prince. And when he let her go to go for a chest slap, her arm would come up to to block the offending arm. Trying to defy the 'prince', Eliza would then try to sock Daisuke in the mouth with a straight punch!