[Standard Match] Hawk Moth vs The Black Fang - Motivation And Respect

Karen was not a gambler, but now she was ready to bet that she saw the surprise in the eyes of her rival. Indeed, the street fighter was not a little girl, she perfectly understood that she did act in a completely unnatural way for this ring. However, who could forbid her to do this? Although she was here mainly because it was her job, she always respected pure and unbiased competition.

But what she respected even more was her real fortitude. And after Ryoko passed the test that the Hawk Moth prepared for her, the Japanese girl was determined to give her rival a few free moments, even if it was not profitable for herself. The audience supported Karen's intention and directed the energy of support towards the Black Fang. She deserved it because Karen knew for sure that it took her a lot of effort to get out of one of the most painful submission holds!

Now, unlike the start of the match, the street fighter looked at her opponent with sincere respect. Therefore, she only nodded approvingly when the long-haired brunette took a fighting stance and made it clear that she was ready to return to the game. Karen did exactly the same, raising her slightly bent palms closer to her chin and leaning slightly forward. She was not only skilled at boxing, so she didn't mind opening up a new round with grappling.

Even though her attitude changed, she didn't forget that it was a match. And she was going to win it. So she started to approach Ryoko, each of the girls was in no hurry now. The Black Fang understood that now she had no right to make a mistake, and Karen had already taken into account the fact that her rival could be faster if necessary and counterattack at the most inopportune moment. Therefore, now Karen saw only one way out of this situation.

When they were close enough to each other, the Hawk Moth was about to throw her arms forward to close with the brunette! Perhaps it was too easy, but now she wanted to enter a pure collar and elbow competition with her rival!

The street fighter was well aware that sometimes it was better to slow down a little in order to decide how to proceed. That is why she did not decide not to rush at her rival this time, hoping that both girls would come into close contact. Step by step, the Hawk Moth approached Ryoko, and then she threw her arms forward, hoping to grab the back of her opponent's head and elbow. Since the long-haired brunette was probably still not in her best condition, Karen was sure that the Black Fang would also be happy with this development.

Well, the brunette was really happy, because instead of slowing things down, she decided to only speed them up. In the blink of an eye, the Black Fang ducked and stepped to the side, dodging Karen's arms. And even before the street fighter could step back, she felt Ryoko grab her waist, pressing Karen's back to her stomach. The Japanese girl's eyes widened as she realized what was about to happen.

For some reason unknown to her, many considered her to be just a savage who came from the street. However, the Hawk Moth considered herself a more practical person, she had a rich life experience. And right now it was not difficult for her to understand what the Black Fang was up to. The girl's right fist clenched, she already sent her hand back in order to hit Ryoko's head with her elbow. However, the long-haired brunette turned out to be faster, because she had already begun to lift Karen into the air. The whistle of air currents stuck in the Hawk Moth's ears, and then an electric shock passed through her body.

"Ghar!" she cried out in a strangled voice because of the sudden pain.

It seems that her opponent decided to start a new round with a trump card. And it's worth saying honestly that she succeeded. Sparks flew from Karen's eyes as her mind clouded over for a few seconds. The only thing she had the strength for now was to jerk her legs in order to shift the center of gravity and fall on her right side. Although most likely she did it involuntarily.

The girl put her right hand on the back of her head, mechanically trying to calm the pain in this way. She blinked several times, but the fog did not disappear from her eyes, it seems that this fall cost her a very dear price.

Karen was willing to bet five bucks that after all the efforts she put into this match, the advantage should remain on her side. However, her opponent would definitely have taken this bet, since almost in the blink of an eye she managed to turn the game in her favor. And that's even putting it mildly. Despite the fact that the Hawk Moth had very balanced physical characteristics, in her opinion, she did not tolerate sudden pain very well. And this sudden German suplex was exactly the movement that almost completely knocked the spirit out of her.

Lying on her side, Karen put her hand on her forehead, trying to orient herself and recover. However, the combination of headache and dizziness made this attempt quite mediocre. She didn't even hear her own thoughts. Some things are quite funny. The German Suplex was one of the most common moves to make a quick attack with maximum efficiency. But the Black Fang was able to do it in a much more efficient way, it looks like the long-haired brunette had practiced this technique many times and she was still full of surprises.

Apparently it really was true, since even the fact that Karen was not in the most comfortable position right now, Ryoko did not let go of the street fighter. Another Japanese girl rolled over while still holding the Hawk Moth's waist. Karen's head was still in too bad shape and her body was now more like a rag doll. Trying to somehow prevent her rival from lifting her to her feet, Karen tried to clench her fist and hit Ryoko, however, she was too weak now, the body refused to act as it should.

“Crap…” the girl thought, realizing how disastrous she was in because of her mistake.

Karen already felt that her feet were touching the mat, now she could stand. But instead of feeling her legs touching a hard surface, the girl felt her body rise higher. Her heart began to beat much faster and at the same time her breath caught in her throat. It seems that everything was much more prosaic...

The Hawk Moth's body moved in a wide arc as the audience screamed in anticipation. They seemed to really like the way things began to unfold after the street fighter failed to force her rival to submit. A deafening rumble marked the collision of the Hawk Moth's body with the mat. This time, the girl did not even scream, the scream simply stuck in her throat.

It reminded her of something, but she couldn't remember what it was. Perhaps the hellish pain that went through her body from head to toe prevented her from thinking. Or maybe she just wasn't able to think right now. Karen's eyes rolled back and all the audience could see was just the whites of the eyes. The open mouth of the street fighter completed this look. It looks like she was right, the Black Fang did have a special flair for German suplexes. The fact that the Hawk Moth now looked like a piece of beaten meat spoke very loudly about it.

The moment the Black Fang released Karen's body, the girl simply collapsed on the mat with no signs of movement, the only thing that hinted that she was still alive was the rising and falling chest, but otherwise she looked nothing more than a broken person. After one very unpleasant incident that happened to her a long time ago, the Hawk Moth tries more than anything else to avoid head injuries. At that time she was hit very hard on the head with a bottle and it all ended in the hospital. And now it was safe to say that the girl experienced something similar. Although no, this time it was even worse, because despite her appearance, she remained conscious, but without a single opportunity to move.

Dizziness and pain were all the Japanese girl felt now. Of course, she was not a doctor, however, something told her that the masterful German suplex that her rival had given her might have given her a concussion. It is worth paying tribute to the long-haired brunette, she did not regret a single drop of power in order to crush the Hawk Moth.

The audience in the audience shouted loudly in anticipation of the end of the show. And the screams only intensified as Ryoko lay down on Karen's modest chest, pressing her against the mat. Feeling the pressure on her chest, the street fighter's face contorted with pain, now she was very bad and without it. She tried her best to force herself to move, but it was useless. Although her eyes were open, she saw nothing but a white veil. The sounds that entered her head were too blurry, as if someone turned on a TV nearby, where no channels were working. The Black Fang grabbed both of the street fighter's legs, holding her securely against the mat. It meant only one thing.

"One!" the referee was already there and her hand had already landed on the mat for the first time.

The clap near Karen's ear was like a grenade explosion and the screams of the audience only made it worse. Hell, all she thought now was that she had to break free from her rival's grip. But the body refused to obey. Will there a new empty spot on the wall in her room this time instead of a new photograph?

"TWO!!" many spectators rose from their seats, repeating the count after the referee.

The Hawk Moth has always been a very practical person. For this, many disliked her, considering her too mundane. She did not believe in miracles, she did not wear rose-colored glasses, and in general, realism was one of the principles of her life. And Karen knew very well that sometimes you just can't keep going forward. She did not forget a single time when she lay on the concrete with a broken face. Could she be accused of not continuing to fight then? She didn't think so. And now... she knew that the hand of the striped shirt would go down for the third time and she would lose. Damn headache...

"THR..."

The referee's palm began to sink down. The Hawk Moth frantically jerked to the side, straightening her legs. It all happened so suddenly that the referee girl had to move her hand so quickly to the side that she even fell on the mat. The audience held their breath as the referee's hand touched the mat on a tangent without a clap. The referee girl knelt up and raised her hand up. And this hand showed only two fingers, confirming that Karen had managed to escape a thousandth of a second before the last count.

"Haaa... haaa... haaa..." the girl swallowed air heavily, remaining lying on her left side.

She didn't even quite understand how and why she did it. Her eyes were looking somewhere very far, it seems that she herself had not yet believed that she had managed to stay in the match. The Hawk Moth knew very well that lose in a good match was no shame and that now she could have lied on her back, letting her opponent win. But something inside refused to let her do it. Was this banal stubbornness? Or was there something more hidden here? Perhaps she needs a few more seconds to clear her head of dizziness before she finds the answer to this question.

This is not a great achievement, but Karen has never complained about her life. She perfectly understood that no matter how bad it was for you, there will always be those who will be even worse. Her mother abandoned her as a child, her father was never next to her, she was abandoned by the only person she loved, she went down the dark path of street fights. By the time she came here, to AFW, she didn't even remember why she was doing this at all. The original reason is somewhere very far in the past.

She constantly justified herself by saying that she was just good at using her fists. Although the Japanese girl never tried to just beat people, she had real talent in the octagon. “It's just my way of making a living,” she told herself constantly. But deep down, Karen knew these were nothing more than mere words. And for the past few years, she's just used that as an excuse to fill that endless void in her heart after all the shit that happened to her.

And right now, lying on her left side and trying to suppress the pain in her body, she was trying to understand why she decided to continue this match. Her body was already beginning to refuse to obey her, the pain after the masterful throws of Black Fang was simply unbearable. She could have just stayed down, letting the long-haired brunette take the win. Tomorrow all this would be left behind and she would not even remember this defeat. This is exactly what she did when she lay on the pavement, having missed another heavy blow during a street fight. A new day is a new life. So there is no point in trying to take the maximum from the current day.

The screams of the crowd seemed to her to be something very quiet, but with each new breath that filled her body with oxygen, these screams became louder and louder. It seems that at least her mind is starting to clear up. It was good, of course, but for Ryoko it was not a reason to stop. The Hawk Moth felt her rival forcefully force her to her feet. With a painful groan, Karen had no choice but to submit. For an instant, she managed to look into the eyes of the long-haired brunette. She saw passion, she saw the desire for victory, she saw the desire to fight to the very end. Commendable, very commendable. A long time ago...

"A long time ago I had such a passion too..." Karen thought.

Once upon a time, she the fire in her soul burned brighter than the sun in the sky. Life has always been a piece of shit, but she always found the strength to move on. And she entered the octagon in order to prove to herself that she could overcome anything. Not because she is physically strong, but because she is just a strong person. Exactly. She remembered. The moment Black Fang grabbed her hand to send her for a run towards the corner, Karen finally remembered.

If you were forced to kneel and the one who stands in front of you, be it a rival or even life itself, tells you "I will break you". It is your sacred duty to rise to your feet with your head held high, show your middle finger and say...

"FUCK YOU!" Karen almost screamed just as Ryoko was about to release her hand.

FUCK YOU:

Putting her foot firmly forward in order to stop her run, Karen turned to face her opponent, grabbing her wrist with both hands. Taking a step to the side and turning around her axis, she was going to twist the brunette's arm with a arm wrench! Her heart began to beat faster, her pupils dilated. An unprecedented feeling of relief swept through her body from head to toe. Passion. The true passion of fight is what awakened in her. The Hawk Moth was about to take a step forward, tugging on Ryoko's hand to bring it closer to her. Jaws clenched, Karen intended to tilt her head forward in order to bump her forehead against her rival's forehead! And even though she perfectly understood that this would not be a gift for her health, but this short-arm headbutt will definitely let her opponent know that she has not finished this match yet!