Ami Takeuchi Vs. Michael Northman

Ami got back up on her feet first, Michael had only gotten up on his knees when the supermodel managed to land in a couple of stiff kicks to stun him, just enough for her to trap his head under her armpit and lean backwards, trapping him in a dragon sleeper while he was down on his knees and she was still up on her feet.

Ami gritted her teeth and squeezed her cute arm as tight as she could around his neck, "Aww thank you, now how about you submit to me as well" she would say in her most made-up cute voice. She felt his hands grab at her arms as he tried to force her grip open. Ami would try to resist it, trying to make sure her arms were still wrapped around tightly around his neck as she fought against his attempts of prying her arms loosen. "Grrrrr stop struggling blondie" she would say, feeling her arms loosen up.

" Rrrgh...." Michael winced out as he struggled against Ami's fearsome hold, finding his vision starting to fade slightly and get a bit fuzzy, the young blond would grit his teeth, grabbing tightly on Ami's arm as he struggled from left to right, wincing and whining as he tried to find an escape.

Ami was without a doubt skilled, he could tell why his sister had such a hard time with her. It felt almost as if he was in way out of his league, but Michael was a kid who would fight to the bitter end and with it he would try and raise his arms up, trying to place them against the back of Ami Takeuchi's head.

With a yank forward, he would try and throw Ami down onto the mat, back first, ending up leaning forward on his knees with his head still trapped in that dragon sleeper, but hopefully the surprise and drop down onto the mat would loosen it enough for him to escape.

The supermodel made it quite clear to the blonde male that she was not prepared to lose to another Northman, male or female. She applied the sleeperhold as tightly as she could, really putting the pressure on Michael and not letting him get a chance to breathe in easily. The blonde would struggle and would start to weaken as Ami felt his struggles fade away.

"Hah~ just give up, you're not nearly as good as your damn sisters" she would goad him. Michael's arms soon began to rise up as they wrapped around Ami's head, using his strength he would pull Ami forward, flipping her over his shoulder and slamming her down on her back in front of him.

*THUD*

Ami let out a loud grunt in pain as her hand eventually slipped off his neck and she clutched her own back, moaning in pain.

Michael started to cough out as he was able to free himself by throwing Ami down onto her back, he moved his right arm up to his neck, rubbing it a bit as the young blond would look down upon the lovely Ami Takeuchi as she started to mend her back a little.

Not wanting to let her get too much of a chance to rest, Michael would try and grab at her head and try to pull her up towards a seated position. Aiming to wrap his arms up in under Ami's armpits and clasp his hands against the back of her head. Trying to tighten in a full nelson hold while also trying to slip his legs around her slender waist and attempt to lock in a waist scissor from behind.

" Heh...I'm kinda aware of that, doesn't mean I won't keep fighting against someone much tougher than me."

Ami thought she had this match in the bag, she had Michael trapped in a very effective dragon sleeper, her smooth arm locked around his neck as she squeezed hard, it seemed Michael was struggling until he wrapped his arms around Ami's head to pull her forward and slam her down back first in front of him, which earned him his release from the submission hold.

This time, it was the blonde male who grabbed the supermodel to push her up to a seated position, before passing his arms under the supermodel's armpits and bring his hands behind the back of her neck to lock in a full nelson, bending the supermodel forward to put pressure on her back and neck.

"Nngghh guess you're all very stubborn.....Argghh" she would moan as the supermodel would try to get her legs under her and use that to push back up on her feet. She rose back up on her feet but was still trapped in the full nelson, the supermodel attempted to raise her foot and stomp it down on Michael's toes. "Gahh...l-let go" she would growl.

Michael couldn't help but chuckle out a little at Ami's words as the blue haired woman was struggling and trying to force herself up towards her feet. Michael was forced to oblige, slowly moving up along with the red clad beauty. " I guess so...though you seem pretty stubborn yourself." Michael let out as Ami forced her way up towards her feet.

The second she got up though, she sent her heel down on Michael's toes, stomping upon them hard, which surprised the young Swede and caused him to yelp out and release Ami. Limping and staggering backwards as he winced out from the pain in his foot.

Ami was known for being feisty, she was not going to let one submission hold take her down. She fought against the submission hold, but there was no way she was going to power out of the full nelson just by pure strength, she had to be a little more clever to try and counter Michael's strength.

"Mngh! so tell me, you like stubborn women?" she grinned before stomping her heels down in the males toes. That earned the supermodel her freedom, Michael broke the hold and staggered back, while Ami rolled her shoulders for a moment before turning to face the male blonde as she ran at him, looking to drive her shoulder into his belly to take him down on his back!

Michael's toes were aching quite a lot now from Ami's stomp and her comment had taken him a bit by surprise. Unable to answer her before Ami turned around and rushed at him. Michael was left stunned and then the air was driven out of his lungs as that shoulder of the supermodel plowed through him.

Taking the young Northman off of his feet, the blond was taken down onto his back as Ami Takeuchi hit him with a brutal spear. Going down to the canvas, coughing as his arms quickly sought to wrap around his midsection to protect it from further punishment.

After managing to break free from the submission hold, the supermodel got some feeling back in her arms and shoulders as she turned to face her opponent before spearing him down to the ring mats, with a hard shoulder block at his belly. The supermodel licked her lips as she looked down on her opponent, who was moaning in pain and had his arms wrapped around his belly.

"Aww tsk tsk! did I hurt you wittle boy?" she mocked him as she grabbed him by the hair to shift him up to a seated position, taking a seat behind him, the supermodel would wrap her legs around his waist and squeeze her legs in a body scissor. Leaning in, Ami would grab his arms and yank them backwards towards her as well. "This is the part where you give up blondie" she hissed.

Michael was in a poor spot as he had been downed by Ami Takeuchi, that spear having caused him to lose his breath as the blond was coughing out and rasping for breath, though before long Ami was on him yet again. Yanking a hold of the short blond hair of the young Northman and pulling him up towards a seated position.

Then suddenly those legs came around his waist from behind and snapped shut. Tightly squeezing his waist as Ami's well trained thighs were squeezing and causing Michael to grunt out in pain. His hands would reach down for those legs, grabbing at those thighs, trying to push and pry them off of him with little avail.