[Standard Match] Margarita Jorgensen vs Amber Addison - Let The Star Fall

"The light... so bright ..." flashed through the head of the pink-haired girl.

Her almost blank gaze was directed towards the ceiling. Perhaps if she had not been so tired and so beaten now, the light of the lamps would not have seemed so bright to her. But it was very symbolic. Margarita always reached for the light and each time she got close enough. She more than once crept up to the bright light of the sun, but burned her wings and fell down. Yeah. Just like Icarus. Perhaps she really should change her alias.

The former actress blinked and all her thoughts vanished. She was still in a match that had not yet been over. For her, this moment of reflection stretched out for many hours, but in fact, no more than a few seconds passed. And during those seconds she even forgot how much it hurt her. Every inch of her body was in pain. After she lost the advantage, she only took damage. More and more.

Even Margarita herself did not quite understand why she continued to move. Although... no, she understood that perfectly. She wanted to do her best. That's why. But the Danish girl more than fully understood that her rival made sure that the Sea Star did not even think about leveling the position of the scales. After the Irish whip failed, the American girl did not make a single mistake. She did not leave the slightest window for the former actress to regain control. And all that was left for Margarita to do was to take the blows and postpone the end of the match. By the way...

While the Sea Star continued to lie on the mat, Amber had already risen to her feet. At first, the girl did not even notice this, but when her rival cast a shadow, it became obvious. She turned her head and found that Amber was only one step away from her. But it didn't look like she was going to up Margarita on her feet or something like that. Not at all. But then... what was she going to...

The young girl's eyes widened as her rival's legs lifted from the mat. Even her heart seemed to stop at this moment. She understood how the American girl decided to finish her off. This was more than logical, given that, by all indications, Margarita's powers ended after she could not get to her feet. That's all. Another defeat to the list.

"NO!!!!" she screamed in her head.

Sometimes she herself was out of control of her thoughts and her body. This was her feature, with which she lived all her life. And this has led her to trouble more than once. Some little girl being bullied by bad guys? Without question, Margarita will enter the fight to protect the weaker one. The robber snatched the bag from the old lady? Without question, Margarita will set off in pursuit. She couldn't control it. She always did what her heart told her, not her body or mind. And this time it was the same.

Despite the wild pain throughout her body, she jerked to the side, making a roll. The last percent of the phone battery is last longer than any other percent. Well, the battery charge of Margarita was kept at the last percent. But she refused to lose that way. Amber's body found nothing but only the mat. The Sea Star felt her consciousness is leaving her along with the last remnants of her strength, but she put her hands on the mat and got up on all fours.

“I. Won't. Lose,” she said quietly.

If she was a phone, then now the screen would probably show the inscription "the device will turn off in 30 seconds". But this was not a reason to give up. Only forward. Only to victory. Only to shine. And while Amber was downstairs, she wanted to try to use it. She didn't have time to get to her feet. She didn't have time to up Amber. But she had time to make a frog jump forward in order to press the American girl who was lying on her stomach to the mat. If she had time, she would have tried to go to her signature submission hold, but now she didn't have that time. She needed something simple but effective.

Lying on her rival's back, the Sea Star intended to try to wrap her legs around Amber's left leg. White spots began to appear and disappear before the eyes of the young girl. She was at the limit, she had almost no strength for something difficult. So she just wanted to try joining her palms on her rival's chin and starting to pull Amber's upper body up. It is unlikely that this hold had a name, it was not an STF and it was not a camel clutch, it was something in between. Perhaps she would call it a simplified leg-trap camel clutch.

"I WON'T LOSE!" she screamed, doing her best to force her rival to submit.

It was nothing more than a move of despair. Having gained an advantage at the beginning of the match, Margarita was ready to believe that today would be the day when her black streak would end. But then everything went exactly the same as in her previous matches. She lost the lead and just started taking one hit for another. Her desire to win has always helped her cope with pain and continue the match even when she could not give a worthy rebuff. But it still led to defeat. And the light of her star was always bright, but too short.

The only difference between the current match and the previous ones was that she refused to accept defeat when the forces had already left her. The young girl's heart was filled with pain. She wholeheartedly wanted to show that her training had not been in vain. Each time she left the arena under the pressure of defeat. And every time she promised to come back stronger. And now, when she was trying to force Amber to submit, the Sea Star put her last ounce of strength into this hold.

But that was not enough. Her rival began to crawl to the ropes and no matter how the pink-haired girl tried, she could not keep Amber in place. Margarita's hands were trembling, she herself did not understand where she had the strength for this hold. But that was still not enough. Moments later, her opponent touched the bottom rope, and the Sea Star received an order from the referee to release her.

It would be a lie to say that at that moment she did not think about keep the hold a little longer. Margarita understood perfectly well that if she let go of the brown-haired girl, it would be the end. And maybe this was the case when it is worth breaking the rules for the first victory.

The former actress relaxed her arms and legs, freeing her rival. She never broke the rules and today was not the day to do it. As soon as the hold was break, Margarita slipped off Amber's back, falling on her back to the side of her rival. With this broken hold, her morale was completely destroyed. She just didn't have anything left to give to this match. It was already over, as much as she wanted to admit it.

"Looks like you always were right..." thought the former actress, mentally addressing the woman she called mother.

It didn't make any sense. Margarita knew that she would not even be able to raise her hands to the level of her chin. But with a groan, she took a sitting position, and then grabbed the middle rope, trying to get to her feet. She knew that even if she did it, it would not give her anything. She could hardly have made even the most pitiful blow now, she had no strength left. So why was she moving and why was she trying to get to her feet? Simply because the strive to win was stronger than hopelessness. And even if it was useless, she was going to get to her feet until she could no longer move.

Thoughts turned into a disjointed string of random memories. Starting from the heyday of her acting career, ending with parting words that she will not succeed in Japan. The last thing was very similar to the truth. Who would ever think of changing a great, highly paid and interesting job in cinema for pro-wrestling? This is what she heard from her parents, who did not want the Danish girl to give up everything she achieved as the actress. In a way, she understood their feelings. But that didn’t mean she agreed with it.

Margarita has always strived to make this world a little better. She tried to incarnate this with her acting on the big screens. She is still trying to incarnate this into constant charity events. And she wanted to incarnate it here, in AFW. She wanted the audience to look at her and smile. She wanted people to admire her brightness, beauty and skills. She dreamed of someday lifting the belt over her head to the smiles and applause of the audience. But reality is far from fantasy. It was increasingly difficult for her to retain the sympathy of the audience. No one is interested in watching a loser just lose matches. Don't believe? Try it.

And now, as she tried to get to her feet, the Sea Star felt that the same thing was happening. She was dizzy and her vision was poorly focused due to white spots. Her clothes were soaked through with sweat, and a large area of ​​pale skin was bruised. She could not understand why she lost every time, despite all the efforts. Is it really all she can do is just take a lot of damage, creating the impression of a very tough punching bag?

"I want you to win this match and become the Margarita you should be again..."

It's funny. More than anything, the Danish girl relied on the support of her parents. But instead, she received support from other people. Victoria, Charlotte, Karen. She always knew that the world is an amazing place, but she is still surprised because of some things. And the support of these people, especially Victoria, helped her to enter the ring again today, although Margarita almost completely lost her own faith. That's why she was now trying to get to her feet, that's why she refused to give up. She was going to fight as long as at least one person believed in her.

But the terrible condition of her body could not be denied. Amber made sure that Margarita got a week in bed after this match, and maybe even more. More than half of the match was held under the control of the American girl and she spared no effort in order to knock out all the supplies from the Sea Star. And although Margarita was very endurance, this only helped her to delay the end of the match, because after she lost the advantage, she made only one attack, the submission hold, which Amber broke a few moments ago.

And by the time Margarita got up on one knee, her rival had already risen to her feet. The pink-haired girl looked up and shivers ran down her spine. Amber took a step forward and swung her hand to strike. It may have been a fairly simple decision, but it was not surprising given that each of them was drained. The arms were incredibly heavy, the brain was doing everything possible to prevent Margarita from defending herself. Does it really have to end like this... Margarita was more than aware that Amber began her career much more brightly than the former actress. And is it really all that the Danish girl deserves is to become a stepping stone in a career for someone else?

The Sea Star threw her hands up and Amber's forearm slammed into Margarita's. The girl clenched her teeth because of the pain, now any touch was like a blow with a wooden bat. Her body leaned back, but she took a deep breath and strained her back in order not to fall. No, today she will not leave here with another shameful defeat. She looked at the American girl and her light green eyes flashed. Margarita intended to grab the wrist and elbow of her rival, and then get to her feet, straightening to her full height.

"Grrraaaawww!!" she cried out in pain, taking a step to the side.

She intended to send her rival to the opposite ropes with an Irish whip. And if she succeeded, she would again go down on one knee, she saw almost nothing, she was ready to pass out due to fatigue. But the Sea Star clenched her right fist and raised it above her head.

"Let the power of the Guardian of the Future descend on me for the last time!" she screamed.

Deep breath. Oxygen. Blood running inside the veins. The girl held her breath and ran forward. There was no longer any point in trying to conserve any strength. Either victory or defeat. And Margarita was determined to take the victory. She wanted her star to shine again for all who kept faith in her. She wanted to see the smiles on the faces of the audience the moment the referee lifts her hand up for the first time. And so she put everything she had left in this hand. Margarita extended her right hand to the side in order to hit Amber's upper chest with a crushing lariat!

Margarita relied on the last breath. She knew that after that it would be over anyway. The young girl used whatever she had left to call top speed and tighten her outstretched arm. She was willing to send prayers to everyone she could for this attack to be successful. The Sea Star approached her rival in order to end this grueling match.

They say that history is a vicious circle. And, perhaps, there was some truth in this. After all, all this has already happened earlier in this match. After all, after exactly the same moment, the Sea Star lost control of the match. But that time it was she who found the strength to respond with an attack to the attack of her opponent. And this time, Amber was the one who found the strength to also stretch out her hand for her own attack in respond. Margarita realized what was about to happen. Although it was impossible to prepare for it, she could only accept it.

The moment the American girl's lariat crashed into her chest, the pink-haired girl's the air left her lungs, but she didn't even have the strength to cry out. It really was the end. Amber's attack took the last reserves of energy from Margarita.

The Sea Star's upper body leaned backward at wild speed, and her legs lifted off the mat. Already at that moment, there was a solid white veil in front of her eyes. And then the back of her head hit the mat. The white vail was replaced by darkness. It was then that the former actress lost all connection with the world. Her arms and legs were spread wide, and the only sign of life was breathing. She did not know where her rival was now and how serious the consequences of Margarita's lariat were.

The state between sleep and wakefulness was one of those things that the young girl hated. The sounds around were absolutely indistinct. Some noise. Some screams. Something like claps? She could not distinguish some sounds from others, her consciousness could not cope with this stream of sounds. But then she heard something that told her what was happening now.

"ONE!"

Margarita did not feel this, but her rival's hand continued to lie on her chest. And this only meant that now, according to all the rules, the former actress was pinned. But it doesn't matter. Even though she could figure it out, she couldn't even move a finger to break the pin. A few seconds and it will be over. The match will soon be over and she will leave the arena with another loss in her record. She was again weaker than her rival. In this match, she took more damage than ever before. Perhaps someone will find a reason to be proud of this. Well... now she just wanted it to be over.

It is no secret that when the referee announces the second count, the decisive moment comes. The duty of every self-respecting wrestler is to fight to the very end. And even when you have no strength left, you must do everything possible to break the pin and continue the match. This is the only way how real fighters win, despite the pain and fatigue. And this is what deserved the greatest respect.

But not at this time. When a distant corner of Margarita's mind heard the second count, it didn't affect anything at all. She tried. She really tried to force herself to do something. But there were some things that even her willpower couldn't handle. The Danish girl knew that her stubbornness always caused her many problems. It was because of stubbornness that she could not move now, because her body was like a chop after all she got in this match.

And there was nothing she could do about it. Perhaps she should have accepted defeat ten minutes ago instead of letting Amber continue to beat her. But in that case, the pink-haired girl would lose the only thing that kept her here - the hope. And although the former actress tried not to think about how terrible her career was going, she was aware that she should not be discouraged. Maybe not today, but someday she will show everyone what she is really capable of. Yes.

"THREE!!!"

Ding-Ding-Ding.

"The end..." thought the Sea Star.

The noise around has intensified many times, the former actress guessed that the audience was greeting the end of the match. Well, there must always be a winner in a match. And the winner is always honored by them. Even through all the darkness in her mind, she felt a lump in her throat. The third defeat in a row was not a happy moment for her. All her efforts and grueling training, to which she devoted all the time, again led her to leave the arena with a new defeat. She again let down everyone who believed in her. The young girl remembered Victoria's words before this match and she felt tears begin to appear in her eyes.

But in spite of everything, it was a relief. Even during the match with the veteran, whom Margarita still hated, she did not receive as much damage. At least that time, she was able to quickly get to her feet after the end of the match and no less quickly leave the arena to the ridicule of the audience, for whom she played the role of a villain at that time. Now this was out of the question, because Margarita still could not move. The girl began to breathe a little more evenly.

And along with this, the darkness in her mind began to gradually disappear. The former actress slowly began to come to her senses. She even opened her eyes, but so far her vision has not been focused. There were only white spots in front of her eyes. And the headache and dizziness certainly didn't make the recovery process any easier. She needed at least one more minute before she would try to take a sitting position and watch the referee declare her opponent the winner. After all, she still had no idea what had really happened.