Katsumi Aomine Vs. Misako Uchida

Katsumi gasped a bit as she managed to raise her shoulder off of the canvas and break the pin attempt! Stopping herself from being defeated and forcing the referee to raise both hands to show that it was only a two count. With Misako backing up but looking fairly dangerous, Katsumi would roll over onto her front and push herself up towards her feet.

The raven haired fighter would force herself up towards her feet and shake her head a bit to clear the cobwebs, throwing a bit of a glare towards Misako as she sought to meet that paralyzing gaze with one of bravery! Taking a deep breath, Katsumi decided that if she wanted to get anywhere here she would have to go on the offensive and fast! Decidning to charge in, Katsumi would lunge towards the white haired woman and try and throw her leg up, looking to send a quick roundhouse kick straight to Misako's hip!

Misako had to admit something. Her first thoughts when she saw the cheerful and energetic Katsumi were that the woman wasn’t cut for wrestling, at least not for the same league as the Dragon. That was what the white-haired was thinking as she pummeled her rival with a quick and sudden barrage of hits. She just wanted to get over with that match as if it was some kind of formality: make evident her superiority and go back home.

But just when Misako was ready to wrap things up and go, Katsumi not only found some strength to break the pin, but also to face her in a staredown. The woman looked filled with resolution now, and Misako couldn’t help but feel a speck of curiosity. And then the Light surprised her even more by throwing a kick against Misako’s hip that impacted directly because of how fazed the Dragon was. She held her hip with… pain in her face. Katsumi had hit her with a decent amount of force. That… that would start to make things interesting, even worthy of her attention. Misako smiled with a scary grin. “Good. Now we can fight for real.”, she said adopting a guarding position. The show was on.

Sending that roundhouse kick to the side of Misako was more than just a show of determination from Katsumi, it was a sign that she did have a chance, as she saw Misako stagger back and hold her hip, the pain in the face of the fearsom dragon. It all equaled to one thing, she had a shot at this. The crowd could see that too and the cheers for Katsumi grew!

Not wanting to give up her chance, Katsumi would move right after Misako. The Dragon had adopted a defensive stance but that didn't mean that she couldn't be hurt! Rushing in after her, at the final second Katsumi would try and drop low and go for a tackle against those legs of the dragon. Looking to go for a take down and remove the support of those legs, if she could get Misako down onto her back....Katsumi would quickly try and take a hold of those limbs of the white haired woman and pull them in under her armpits. Looking to keep a firm hold of those legs as she tried to quickly roll Misako over and step over her, aiming to go for a quick Boston Crab submission hold!

Misako loved showing her dominance and how superior she could be to lesser fighters, but that was better shown in a more balanced match. The Dragon hated losing her time, and dull matches left a bad taste in her mouth as they felt like more a bother than an actual competition. The current match was about to go from one category to the latter as Katsumi was showing not only some resilience, but also some resourcefulness.

The downside of Misako’s guard is that she was expecting another hit at her hips or maybe to her midsection or face, so she was protecting the upper half of her body. When Katsumi raced towards her legs the Dragon realized in surprise how open she had been. The Dragon hit the mat back first and then realized that she was just about to be in a nasty submission hold as Katsumi locked a boston crab on her. Low groans of pain escaped Misako as her rival was truly good at what she was doing, but the Dragon still trusted her strength so she tried using her arms as leverage to slowly tilt her body to both sides, gaining some momentum to finally roll over and force a break from Katsumi.

Katsumi let out a breath of relief as she managed to take Misako down onto her back and then swiftly took a hold of those legs of hers. Locking the dragon up and sntaching her into a tightly locked Boston Crab submission hold! She looked over her shoulders as she would eye the downed Misako as she decided to put some pressure onto those hips and that lower back! Cranking up the pressure bit by bit!

Though as she did so, it seemed as if the Dragon was willing to show a bit more of her fearsome power. As she began to force herself up a bit and tilt them over towards the side. Her position got weaker and weaker and Katsumi could feel how she was turning to the side. Gritting her teeth a bit as she tried to lean back and force them back to a neutral position, but it was too late to stop it as Misako rolled them over and forced Katsumi to break off her hold.

Releasing the legs, the raven haired girl would try and move away from the white haired girl.

Katsumi was showing some strength, resilience and force of will that Misako didn’t expect at the very beginning of the match when she saw the woman’s bubbly and fragile looks, and the Dragon had to reflect on that misconception and paying the price. She underestimated her rival and now was getting punished as a consequence. It wasn’t like Misako to judge her rivals like that, but after that night’s lesson the woman would think twice before assuming things from any of her rivals.

Misako let out a low groan of both pain and exertion as her resistance was met with some retaliation from Katsumi’s part as the Light tried her best to maintain the boston crab by putting more pressure into the move, but pain was an old acquaintance of Misako and she welcomed it like a friend. When certain point of leverage was achieved by the Dragon the move was as good as done and it seemed that Katsumi realized that because she broke the hold in order to get some distance from Misako.

In doing that escape, Katsumi gave Misako the couple of seconds she actually needed to rub off her pained lower back. The submission hold had quite the effect on her since it was pretty well executed, but she would try her best to hide it. A Dragon doesn’t cry in pain unless it is death for it. Getting back on her feet, Misako would get close once again and would feign some jabs to Katsumi’s upper section so she could get a headlock on the woman while throwing her knee against her stomach not once but twice in sucession. Katsumi had awakened the Dragon and now it prowled the ring.

Rolling away from Misako and then trying to get up towards her feet, Katsumi huffed out and got to a steady footing but as she did so the white haired woman had managed to force her way up to her feet and then came in close towards her. Katsumi's eyes would widen a bit as she would raise her arms and try and block those punches that Misako was sending her way!

Though they turned out to be feints! Completely duped by her opponents feints, Katsumi's head was quickly grabbed and she was yanked down into a frontal facelock! "Mghh..." Katsumi winced out in annoyance of having been caught out like this. Though Misako quickly fired up her knee into her stomach not once but twice, slamming that boney knee into the abs of the raven haired woman. " Guuuh!" The Light gasped out in pain as air and spittle left her lungs and her legs were left weakened as she pawed at Misako's arm that was around her head, trying to weakly pry herself free.

Misako had given her rival a chance to let that match end quickly. The defeat was inevitable for the Light so in the Dragon’s eyes offering the woman an early pin was a twisted way of showing mercy. Instead of taking the offer, Katsumi had chosen the path of pain. The Light fought back and got some admirable hold, but she had sealed her fate in the process. Now the Dragon prowled around the ring and she was in the hunt for blood. Some of her pride had felt insulted when her mercy was refused so now she would teach that woman what true strength meant.

And Misako would start that lesson by getting two knees against Katsumi’s stomach. The Dragon grinned in satisfaction as she noted the soft flesh of her rival bending against her knee, and spittle and air violently coming out from Katsumi who was now dazed and completely open. Taking that chance Misako would secure a hold around the Light’s neck and go backwards falling to the mat so her rival would hit the canvas head first in a powerful DDT. After that move Karsumi would definitely be ready for the count, so the Dragon would just drape her body over her in a cover position as the referee ran to start the final count.

“ONE!”

Katsumi coughed and gasped for air now that her lungs had been left dry thanks to the knee strikes of Misako that slammed into her gut. Shifting and trying her best to keep herself standing with her now weakened legs. Though it looked as if the Dragon had plans to put an end to this fight as she felt the arm of Misako tighten around her head and neck.

Then suddenly she was brought down! Her head was spiked right into the canvas with a nasty impact that sent a shiver of pain running down along the spine of Katsumi after impact. The Body of the Japanese raven haired fighter flopped onto the canvas and then fell limp. Rolled over onto her back next as the Dragon draped herself over the Light and went for that pinfall!

Though after the first count hit, and the referee raised her arm up into the air for a second one....The Light's body would buck! Kicking out and shifting over onto her side as she would break the pin this time after the first count. Her head was in one hell of a daze, but if there was one thing that Katsumi wasn't gonna do, it was go down easy.

Misako was starting to lose the grip on the match’s events. It may be true that seen from the outside it could look like the Dragon was pummeling her rival to the ground, but there was much more for the white-haired than the match’s result: it was all about sending a message, about projecting some image over her persona, and Katsumi was ruining it. The Light was taking all the punishment the Dragon was throwing at her and finding some strength and resilience to come back. It was surprising seeing a woman who could barely land a move on Misako so valiantly coming back from attacks that should have been enough to KO her. The crowd knew that and was rewarding the woman for her bravery after each escape attempt with fierce applause and cheer.

And that was what infuriated Misako to no extent. Those were her cheers. Her moment to shine and show the people what she was made of, what to expect of the Dragon, was being outshined by some nasty idol-like pretty wrestler who was finding it in her to resist her strikes. The Dragon was a mockery now, but no more.

“On your feet.”, said Misako as she dragged her rival back to the center of the ring from her scalp before positioning behing her. “You better give up now or this is going to hurt much more than this...”, was the only warning Misako gave before executing a German suplex that would end with her bridging her body over her rival to pin her!