A Powerful Foe Appears!: Sachiko Takahashi vs Rio Kazama

Moaning out as she laid on the mat, Sachiko would slowly begin to stir but it wasn't fast enough to defend herself as Rio was back on her feet and was looking livid. Sachiko pushed on her hands to rise up to a seated position, shaking her head and trying to get her senses back into her as Rio struck, getting behind her and grabbing on her shoulders to pull her up and take a hold of her arms! Sachiko's eyes widened as the knee and shin was planted right into her back and Rio began pulling on her arms for a painful surfboard stretch!

"Aaaaaaaaaaaagh!" Sachiko cried out, kicking her legs and stamping them against the mat, attempting to twist out of the hold but the pulling on her arms, Rio was able to keep her straighten and stuck in the torturous hold! Her screaming would stop as groaning would escape Sachiko's lips instead, only by dint of biting her lower lip as her back was being impaled on that knee and shoulders were being torn on themselves.

It was painful, really painful, but Sachiko wasn't giving in!

"N-n-noooooooooo!" she moaned out as she shook her head from side to side, trying to pull forward. Even if pulling forward was going to do more damage to her arms, she had thought that if the off chance she could pull Rio off-balance, maybe she could find an opening to escape...

Sachiko would squirm and thrash in Rio's grip but, unlike being atop a surfboard, she had monumental control over the woman she had in her grip. The purple-haired woman would try to rock the boat, to make sure that Rio wouldn't be able to hold for long... but it was like trying to escape wall-mounted shackles... impossible by raw strength alone! She simply lacked the leverage and the brute strength to out-muscle this kind of hold... and there was a certain satisfaction in seeing this girl struggle in such a futile and unprofessional attempt at freedom.

"Then this is going to suck for you!" Rio exclaimed harshly, CRANKING those arms back even more, POPPING them back like the handles of pliers of a crab-leg-cracker, straining just how FAR those shoulders could be forced back and around before popping them out of socket! Obviously, with the more pressure applied to those limbs, the more desperate and aggressive Sachiko got in her escape attempts, the woman throwing herself from side to side like a wild-animal with a collar around their neck, like a human with hand around their throat, threatening to choke them! Rio's confidence changed to frustration as she attempted to center herself on the floor where she knelt, struggling to keep herself kneeling on the thin line of balance she had to stand on! She gritted her teeth, sacrificing her focus on the hold itself to make sure she wasn't going to get THROWN clear with each of these thrashes... but that was exactly what Sachiko wanted! Emboldened by this lack of agonizing control, Sachiko would THROW herself hard to the side once more, Rio letting out a YELL of shock, her reflexes kicking in as her arms shot away from those that she had control over, instead throwing themselves to the side to CATCH RIo herself as she fell RAPIDLY towards the floor! Letting out an angered growl, Rio would make a GRAB for Sachiko once again, this time trying to catch her around her neck in a sleeper-hold headlock, trying to choke her out... SOMETHING to keep her down!

Sachiko continued to pull on her arms, it was a painful experience she was putting herself through with Rio refusing to let go of her arms and continued to yank them almost out of their sockets. But as slowly as she pulled ahead, she was getting no solid form of progress as Rio’s grip was still tight on her wrists and that shin pushing hard against her spine!

Then all of her progress was erased in a second as Rio yanked back, pulling Sachiko right back and straining her arms even more as she cried out in pain! Her arms felt like they were being put through the grinder as she thrashed about, desperate in trying to escape from the hold as she kicked and twisted, looking for any possible chance of escape.

She finally found freedom with ripping Rio off of her balance and to the floor, landing on her side as she pulled her arms into cradle them against her body. However as she tried to sit up, Rio was right back on her as the arm wrapped around the neck. The ruthlessness and relentlessness was on display from Rio and Sachiko had little experience fighting against some like Rio! Her eyes widened as she was already weakened from the painful hold, her arms reaching up to grab on the arms but she had little chance to pull away the powerful arms so soon after escaping the surfboard. Her only option was to rise up to her feet, planting underneath her as she tried to rise up, with her weakened arms she needed to think of something fast to prevent Rio from choking her out!

Rio was determined to get this over with whether or not Sachiko was the toughest girl she'd ever fought! Did her stamina ever deplete!? Did she ever get tired!? Who knew! It was like rocket-fuel replaced the blood in this girl's veins, that raw energy replaced whatever her heart produced! Bruises might grow on her skin and her bones might rattle from Rio's blows... But what did that matter if the effect didn't last!? It was like whatever effect her punches, her holds, her throws might have would just... disappear into the void! She was running out of ideas that didn't have anything to do with her finishers... Soon, she might have to resort to them as well!

Sachiko's hands would SHOOT up to the arm that closed around her neck and, in response, Rio would wrap her legs around her opponent's front from behind, constricting around her hips as she leaned back, attempting to pull the girl back on top of her, make it nearly impossible to rise as she intended to do! She had to keep this girl grounded, on the floor, choke her out... SOMETHING! If this wouldn't take her down, she didn't know what would!

"NNgh... Stay DOWN!" Rio demanded, YANKING Sachiko's head back so that it rested almost next to Rio's own! "You're not going ANYWHERE."

Still... If Sachiko was STILL able to rise with a vice around her neck and a fully grown woman locked to her back, Rio would be left UTTERLY speechless, eyes widened, brow furrowed in frustration, her legs forced to drop off from around the smaller girl's waist in order to support herself against the floor! Letting out a low growl, Rio would attempt to pull Sachiko back down, to regain control... before she lost it all!

Sachiko’s face was going red, the arm around her neck was still cutting off blood despite how hard she was pulling on the arm of the Berzerker. The lack of air to her body was making her attempt to rise up with Rio on her back who was making it even harder to rise, attempting to straight Sachiko out and force her balance to implode in on itself. Sachiko couldn’t let that happen, going back to the ground like this was going to be an inescapable loss with Rio choking the lift out of her as she battle to stay on her feet.

It was getting difficult, compound on all the damage that Rio had done to her before hand her body was on the verge of collapsing through underneath all of the stress. But her mind and heart refused to fall and picked up the slack that the body couldn’t handle. Hunched over with all of the weight of Rio’s onslaught bearing down on her, Sachiko tried to think of how she could get out of the hold.

She had to do something big to force Rio off as the Berzerker continued to pull back as Sachiko’s back muscles were straining to keep their poise. Then it hit her, she knew what to do!

The only option was to return to the mat, but in a more advantageous position as Sachiko took a step forward, planting all of her weight into her foot before pushing off, throwing herself back as she attempted to squish Rio underneath her with a high velocity slam hoping that would free her from this hellish chokehold!

Rio would attempt to drag Sachiko down... but what she didn't expect was that her opponent would actually HELP HER DO IT! In fact, she put SO much of her back into it, she DROVE Rio DOWN into the floor under her own bodyweight! 100 pounds-plus of leotard-sporting, determined cutie would CRASH into Rio's form as she let out a pained WAIL, her crotch getting the worst of it as her opponent drive her well-honed rear down HARD into it! Instantly, her arms would release from around the purple-haired woman's throat and, instead, shoot down to her stomach and chest, her legs curling up with her body following suit, the former Berserker, rolling into a ball with a very low groan seeming to roll out from between her lips like fog from a machine!

Her lungs had been left empty, her momentum decimated, her strength drained with Sachiko's starting to return with her breath! What this all could mean, however, remained a mystery in the middle of the wrestler's pain, her ability to plot, strategize and recognize complex problems being hampered by her more baser instincts!

...Sachiko now held a clear advantage, Rio climbing up to her hands and knees, her chest bouncing in it's sports-bra as she gasped for air, her eyes foggy, one closed, her jaw dropped open to allow for a greater inhalation of air. Her dark, tanned skin was glistening in the light with a thin layer of sweat, her fingers digging into the canvas as if that would aid in the cramping tightness that gripped her stomach like an invisible hand!

"D....damn....." She gasped softly, her body trembling in pain! "How.... How can she still fight...?"

Throwing herself back and driving Rio as hard as she could into the mat, Sachiko was finally rewarded with breaking free of the choke hold that was depriving her of air! She immediately began to cough for air as she rolled off of Rio’s body, her hands around her neck as she continued to violently cough. But breaking free of Rio as she was sweating from the exertion of holding up her entire opponent’s weight.

Getting close to the corner, Sachiko grabbed onto the second ropes to climb herself back to her feet as she could feel the adrenaline rushing through her body. Or maybe that was the oxygen racing to all of her body, she wasn’t sure which one was giving her a high but she saw a chance to bring the fight back to Rio! Her body was still ragged from the sleeper and damage, but Sachiko’s spirit forced her body to comply as she made her way towards the downed Rio, reaching down to wrap an arm around Rio’s head for a headlock to pull her back to her feet.

Once there, Sachiko would wrap her arms tightly around the body of Rio, mashing their thin fabric covered chests together as she stomped her feet into the mat, popping her hips as she flung back, attempting to belly to belly suplex Rio overhead with the rush of adrenaline!

Sachiko would respond to Rio's rhetorical question only with her raw, fighting spirit! It was something Rio couldn't understand... She could break this girl's body, choke her to near unconsciousness, slam her repeatedly to the floor and she'd keep getting back up! Something about this woman was nearly as unbreakable as Sakura Hagiwara... but unlike with her... Rio hadn't had to struggle this much in order to beat her twice! What about her kept Sachiko from defeat blow after blow? What kept her GOING!? As if hearing Rio's dilemma, Sachiko would take control of the fight and of Rio herself, wrapping an arm around her neck and hauling her up to her feet... using that position in order to wrap her arms around her body as if in some sort of bearhug! Sluggishly, the white-haired fighter would too wrap her arms around her opponent, thinking that she could still out-muscle her now, as exhausted as she was... But Sachiko wasn't just going to sit around and wait for her opponent to counter attack! With a mighty HEAVE, she would use all that packed-in muscle to THROW Rio down HARD into the mat in a belly-to-belly suplex, returning on some of the damage she had taken!

"UGH!" Rio grunted loudly as her body CRASHED into the floor, the impact sending the floor ROCKING like the waves upon the ocean's surface!

Instantly, Rio would go slack, her eyes shooting wide as she stared at the ceiling as if to wonder where everything had started to go wrong. She had been in control just a moment ago... She had beaten the fight out of this girl and now... she was doing the exact same thing to her! How... Why...? Where was this power COMING from!?

Squeezing tight to Rio’s body, their breasts mashed together in the extreme friction as both women were hugging on tight to each other but the notion flew over Sachiko’s head as she went through with her move. Popping her hips, she flung backwards as she hauled Rio with her, dragging her opponent up into the air and suplexing her over and to the mat!

On her back, Sachiko was again staring up into the lights as she panted for air, her body was showing the effects of the brutal beating that Rio had inflicted on her. Her body was aching even with the adrenaline pumping through her body as she needed a second to catch her breath, but every second she took to move the more difficult it was for her to want to move.

She couldn’t stay like this for long, she needed to keep moving as she groaned out loudly, trying to roll over onto her stomach and rise up to her knees and hands!

Rio was left on her back, just soaking in the damage... but also wondering what this new generation of rookies were doing with their training... Back when Rio first started, Rookies inspired their namesake to the letter: lucky new-guys who were barely able to compete with their more experienced, stronger sisters! It was like with each generation, was growing by leaps and bounds, barely comparable to the girls that once called themselves wrestlers! Rio thought back to the day when her job was easy, when rookies could barely stand up for themselves in a conversation, let alone a ring... She was always the gatekeeper to these kinds of fighters and was content to be so, someone rough-and-tumble enough to teach them what wrestling was REALLY like... but not so utterly strong that she would demoralize them from trying. She had earned her title "Rookie-Crusher" from how many fell at her feet, only a few slipping by with lucky pins or even luckier legitimate knockouts!

...Rio lay flat out, spread-eagled, eyes clenched shut as Sachiko was already attempting a climb to her feet, the Rookie-crusher quietly starting to contemplate her title... the pride she took in it, what she had done to earn it. First Sakura... Then Elena... Now this.

...Could it be that she was becoming obsolete...?

"..."

Rio made no move to get up... not that she could easily at this point, left vulnerable to the rookie.