Cyber Saturday - River Styx (Hardcore Champion) vs. Astrid Arvidsson

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"Do you have a dream, Astrid?" Victoria asked.

The long-haired blonde, who had almost finished her warm-up, straightened up to her full height and turned to her manager. Victoria was much quieter than usual today. Astrid was not one of those who can read the souls of other people, but even she realized that the Englishwoman was just very worried. Well, she had a reason for that. And in fact, not even Astrid could keep her cool at the moment. She may have looked as usual, but in her soul she felt the weight of the upcoming match.

“I don’t think this can be called a dream,” she said, making several punches in the air, “I want to live my life with dignity, I want my name to be immortalized in history. It doesn't matter what happens at the end, the main thing is that my path never stops. I think that if I do not give up on this path, no matter how difficult it is, then I will succeed and someday everyone will know that Astrid, a descendant of the great Vikings, deserved to write her name in history more than anything else. Why are you asking?"

It was really strange because, although she and Victoria had quite a friendly relationship, they talked quite little on such personal topics. Perhaps the Englishwoman was really very worried about the Golden Dragon, she could not find another explanation.

“Because I have a dream,” raising her head and looking the blonde straight in the eyes, Victoria said, “you know that I don’t have a whole army of wards, unlike many other managers. Do you know why? Because they only pursue business goals. But it doesn't interest me at all. I don't want to treat you and the rest of my girls just like my clients. You are all like my own children. And, like any parent, I want each of you to one day earn the right to be called a champion. I want each of you to lift the belt over your head. I would like to be in the hall at this moment, I would like to look at each of you proudly standing with a victory, and people would say, "That's Victoria's girl!"."

Astrid blinked several times. She certainly hadn't expected that. She has already discussed with Charlotte that Victoria is keeping some kind of secret, because of which she worries so much for each of her girls. But the blonde has never heard something like this from her manager. These were truly powerful words that touched the heart of the Golden Dragon. She took a step forward and put her hand on Victoria's shoulder.

“Then you should be in the hall the moment I win today. I will gift you the hardcore belt, making your dream come true at least partially."

Tears came to Victoria's eyes, she smiled and nodded. Astrid smiled back, and then, without saying anything more, walked out of the locker rooms, she had a work today. The Norwegian woman walked down the long corridor, mentally preparing for what lay ahead. She has already taken part in a unique PPV. And although that match was also extremely difficult, then there was no title at stake. It took her a lot of effort to defeat Misaki, who was more experienced in wrestling.

And now she realized that she would have to put in much more effort in order to emerge victorious today. Her current rival had an extremely bad reputation, because she did not hesitate to beat her own girlfriend in order to get the hardcore belt. Astrid's face twisted at the thought. It was difficult for her to imagine how much you need to disrespect yourself if you are ready to bleed even a person dear to you, even for the sake of such a serious thing as a belt. Astrid stopped in front of the curtains and took a deep breath.

"To the last drop of sweat!" she said to herself, striking her left palm with her right fist.

Attire:

Entrance Music:

Her music began and the Golden Dragon came out from behind the curtains. The arena was filled with deafening applause and Astrid responded by raising her hands above her head and folding her palms together in the manner of a crown. Hell, how glad she was that fans didn't lose faith in her after the recent events. After her great streak, she lost two matches in a row, both against former champions. And while those matches were great, especially against the blonde in Kyoto, defeat is defeat. And when a wrestler starts to lose constantly, he loses not only the rating, but also the fans. Therefore, Astrid could not help but rejoice that the audience did not forget how strong and charismatic she was.

The blonde started down the ramp, not moving too fast to give five to everyone who held out their hands to her. Today she decided to show the public her new outfit. It might not be too different from the previous version, but today Astrid wore a not too long sleeveless t-shirt, a black sports top, an army dark green pants, classic wrestling boots and thin black gloves. Simple, but very effective, especially considering that the lack of sleeves made it possible to appreciate the muscles of her arms and her steel abs in all their glory.

The woman stopped in front of the ring, looking around this construction with a glance. Yes, it looked damn exciting. The ropes were wrapped in barbed wire, each corner was padded with panels, and here and there was enough explosives to blow up a small building. Among other things, the entire arena today has been decorated in a style corresponding to this unique PPV. Green light was predominant today and neon lights could be seen everywhere, creating a cyber atmosphere. Astrid could not help smiling, realizing that today she once again found a challenge. The Golden Dragon came to the ring and rolled under the bottom rope. When she got to her feet, her music ended and the ring announcer took the floor.

“Ladies and gentlemen, this is one of the main events of the evening! In this context, there will be no rules, only pain, blood and explosions! And you know why! This is the hardcore title match! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAND now! Introducing first! The challenger!"

Astrid began to walk in a circle, raising her right hand high to greet the audience.

“She came from the country where, in ancient times, warriors went to their deaths with a smile on their face! Right from the land of ice and snow, from harsh Norway! The winner of the European MMA Championship, who decided to continue her path in wrestling! She will stop at nothing! Ladies and gentlemen, give the hot welcome! A golden-haired mighty beast! Astrid! The Golden Dragon!! Arvidsson!!!"

The blonde went to the center of the ring, putting her left hand on the waist, and raising her right hand up in order to flex the muscles. The crowd was excited and Astrid was not going to hide, neither was she. Today she was going to prove her worth. She came to this shot because every match she played, even with the standard rules, ended in blood. And she never chose weak opponents. She was here because she was the best and she was going to prove it by crushing River Styx. And now, when the Norwegian woman greeted the referee and stepped aside, she could only wait for the moment when her rival entered the ring.

Astrid turned her head to the side as the champion's theme song began. And her rival did not hesitate, immediately heading to the ring. The audible booing was heard from the audience. However, this did not stop the American woman from continuing to walk forward with a smile on her face. Astrid raised her left eyebrow slightly, although she perfectly understood why her rival was in good spirits. For the one who knocked all the shit out of her own girlfriend, such a match was a real gift that will surely help to show all the toughest sides of her soul. Well, the Golden Dragon was ready to see if this bald woman would smile at the end of the match.

She couldn't tell that hardcore was something that delighted Astrid. Perhaps this is a little strange for a person who is about to get the bloodiest federation title. However, the long-haired blonde loved a good match more than anything. She didn't need a weapon in a regular match in order to bleed her rival. Astrid's body was her weapon, and her unwavering willpower was the fuel for that weapon. However, if today the barbed wire and the complete lack of rules pushed her beyond her capabilities again, then she was not going to complain.

Speaking of barbed wire. Astrid noticed that River had ripped her shirt open while trying to squeeze under the lower rope. The Norwegian woman gave a barely audible chuckle. Now that her rival got to her feet and straightened up to her full height, she was finally able to see the champion in detail. The American woman was barely three centimeters taller than Astrid. However, she was indeed larger. If Astrid was trying to maintain balance so that her muscle mass did not slow her down much, then her rival definitely did not care about it.

“The bigger they are…” thought the blonde.

The referee took the belt from the champion. Astrid even slightly raised her head at the moment when the girl threw her hands up, demonstrating to everyone what was at stake today. Any belt is not just a trinket that you put on around your waist before a match and then just hang on the wall. Not. The belt shows that you represent your federation. The belt shows that you have done what others could not. The belt shows that you are the best. And Astrid was going to take this belt because she was sure that the Gods prepared for her the fate of the greatest champion who entered this ring.

The ring announcer took the floor again, however, it didn't last long because River interrupted him, picking up the microphone and starting her own speech. This time Astrid rolled her eyes. It was so trivial that the scriptwriter who wrote the most trivial script sneezed somewhere nearby. A tough girl who doesn't care about public opinion, who grew up on the street and who just likes to fight with the utmost brutality. And was it really worth taking away from the announcer his job?

However, on one thing Astrid could not disagree. Today everyone will really see what a real hardcore match is. Therefore, the Golden Dragon was going to come forward and smash that fucking bald head. Not because she wanted blood, but because it was necessary in order to prove that she was a worthy warrior who would go forward no matter what.

This very thought was in the eyes of the Golden Dragon when the American woman finally finished her performance and entered the center of the ring. Atsrid didn't even blink, meeting her rival's gaze. She also took a few steps forward, her arms were not crossed, but her fists were already clenched, she was eager to join the fight.

“And you will try, huh,” she replied shortly.

The referee stood between the women in order to say a few words before the opening of the match. And while Atsrid listened to the striped shirt, her gaze was fixed on River. The Golden Dragon felt the fire in her soul flare up.

“No rules. Victory can only be obtained by pinfall, submission or knockout. The explosives have already been activated. Ready? Then..." she raised her hand, and then quickly dropped it, "FIGHT!!!!"

Ding-Ding-Ding.

And without the slightest delay, Astrid darted forward, raising her fists to chin level and taking a diagonal step forward and to the left. With the roar of the crowd that wanted to see the real spectacle, the Norwegian woman was about to test the strength of her opponent's jaw by sending an explosive right cross straight to the left side of River's lower jaw!

Astrid didn’t have time to answer the words of her rival. However, this was not necessary. The long-haired blonde has mentioned more than once that she prefers that her fists to speak instead her. And this time will not be an exception. She had no doubt that she was perceived by many as another self-confident fighter. However, for such a case, the Golden Dragon had one very weighty argument. She is always ready to confirm every word she said with her actions.

That is why, without a shadow of a doubt, she rushed forward immediately after the ringing of the bell. And she noticed that River did the same, reaching her hand to the side to bump into the Norwegian woman. But the first second of the match showed that Astrid still has a speed advantage, albeit not a colossal one. Ahead of the champion, the Golden Dragon struck the first blow. Her fist slammed into the bald woman's jaw and Astrid felt a pain in her knuckles. And that was good. Why? Because that meant she put enough energy into this punch.

And even more colorful evidence was that River's head turned sharply to the side as the woman herself took a step back. The noise and murmur in the hall was a good hint that they liked the start of the match. However, much more awaited them. And, in order not to keep them waiting, the blonde was determined to take a step forward in order to continue the onslaught. The first blow is good, but it is only one blow. She was not going to stop until the lifeless body of her rival was at her feet.

Few could withstand a direct blow from a descendant of the great Vikings, Astrid's previous rivals were proof of this. However, the moment she approached her rival, the American woman regained her balance, again turning to face the Golden Dragon. And this was not the only thing she did, because the fist was approaching the dragon's face. Realizing that she would not be able to dodge, she had only to prepare to take this blow. The only consolation was that the boxing stance made her hold her arms high, so her left hand was at the ready and Astrid covered the left side of her face. But still…

“Motherfucker…” she thought.

Astrid, of course, saw that River amplified this blow with the mass of her body, but only at the moment when this fist reached its target, she realized that the evening would be very long and grueling. Thanks to the fact that the blonde covered her face, she was able to slightly smooth out this blow, however, even that was enough for her head to turn to the side, and her legs took two steps back. She had a lot of experience in boxing and now Astrid was ready to make an intermediate conclusion. She and River put roughly the same force into their punches, however, due to the difference in muscle mass, her opponent's punches were more powerful. It might even seem that Astrid was stunned after such a blow. But only until the moment when a reckless smile appeared on her face.

The Norwegian woman's fists clenched again as she turned to face River. Fire burned in the eyes of the Golden Dragon, she could not wait to collide with her rival again. This was clearly visible at the moment when she took a step towards the bald woman, swinging her right hand. Only a very attentive person would have noticed that Astrid's smile widened slightly before she accelerated, bending down. Instead of another punch, she was going to try to grab River's thighs, pressing her voluminous tits to the legs of her rival. There was no hint, however, as the Golden Dragon was going to try to use her own bestial power to rip River's legs off the mat and jerk to the side, throwing the champion down with a double leg takedown! Sometimes you just need to be smarter, so the blonde wanted to test how well River can handle a fall given her significant weight.

The muscles in the lumbar region tensed noticeably at the moment when Astrid's arms wrapped around her rival's legs and the Norwegian woman lifted River above the mat. She was certainly not an Olympic deadlift champion, but she wanted to believe that daily muscle strengthening made her body strong. The long-haired blonde was free to work with almost any weight and she never had any problems even with the most powerful throws. But the fact that the bald woman was more than twenty kilograms heavier was still a very serious factor. It was fair to say that the Golden Dragon had never faced such a heavy opponent before. And this was another reason not to spare any effort.

Even with some effort, the descendant of the great Vikings lifted the River and threw her onto the mat with a loud clap. Almost immediately, Astrid let go of her rival's legs, because she was not interested in this position. Therefore, she tried to move forward as quickly as possible, now she needed to reach at least the waist of her rival. Although the blonde could work in close contact, it was not her best side, so she needed a position to hit.

And she was close enough to that, she was even ready to believe that she saddled River, sitting on her waist. However, this American woman was not so simple. The Golden Dragon was definitely not a frail girl and was confident that her takedown would make her rival spend some time in a shell shock, a few seconds would be enough. But the hardcore champion quickly came to her senses and, trying to prevent Astrid from reaching the leading position, jerked to the side. At the same time, she pushed the Golden Dragon, it seems, she really did not want to stay with the blonde in too close contact.

Starting to fall on her side, the challenger had only a few moments to decide whether she should try to squeeze out of this situation at least something. Of course, there was always an option to just roll to the side and get to your feet in order to start over. However, it was slow. It was boring. And in a sense, it was even trite. The blonde's professionalism suggested that this would be a good decision. But her heart told her that in a match like this one, it was necessary to take some risk. Plus, the fans who made the day come true will surely enjoy the action, not the slow drama.

“Well…” she thought.

Astrid dropped her hands to grab the River's wrist. This was only the first step, but she had to start with this, because if she succeeded, then she would try to pull her rival's hand towards her, at the same time trying to throw her legs higher. It was indeed risky, however, given River's uncomfortable position, the Norwegian woman was willing to try it.

The Golden Dragon intended to try to bend her right leg at the back of River's head and fix that leg with her other leg in order to close her opponent in a triangle choke hold. If this lock were secure, then she could finally be able to tense her powerful legs in order to raise the intracranial pressure in River's head, deprive her of fresh air, and possibly also make her skull make some cracking sounds. She, too, was far from a lightweight girl and once crushed a watermelon with her thighs, of course, the skull of this bald woman was probably a little stronger than a watermelon, but she never looks for easy ways.

Concentration. Even at the moment when Astrid's legs closed around her rival's head, she continued to follow every movement of the American woman. You can't be frivolous in such things, the blonde knew this like no other. Relaxing too early will lead you to miss a blow that could end it all. Therefore, she never relaxed. Now, trying to make every effort, she clenched her legs, wanting to siphon as much strength as possible from the champion.

And, it was worth noting that she had success in this. Although she could not fully see River's face, it was now noticeable that the bald woman's pale skin was beginning to turn red from the exertion and lack of oxygen. However, there was another side to this question, because, almost without wasting time, River began to stir. She had already moved to the side to her knees. The Golden Dragon's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Champion's tenacity..." she thought, noting that it deserved some admiration anyway.

She had no doubt that she would not be able to finish everything with this hold, only children would believe in such tales. Yet the Norwegian woman thought she would be able to slow down her rival. She even managed to suggest a further scenario, given the power that River possessed. If the Golden Dragon let her rise to her feet, then she would surely be able to lift the blonde and throw her somewhere. On the exploding barbed wire, for example. No matter how you look, but the perspective is gloomy.

Okay. Astrid removed her right hand from her rival's wrist, now holding River's wrist with only one hand. In MMA, she would not have done this because you cannot hit the top or the back of the opponent's head. In a standard match, she would not have done this because she did not like to resort to excessive cruelty. However, today her hands were untied, and therefore her conscience will sleep well. In addition, it would be foolish not to take the chance to show her opponent who she was in the ring with today.

The Golden Dragon clenched a fist, moved her hand backward, tensing all available muscles, and then directed it right to the top of River's head, which was between the legs of the Norwegian woman. At this moment, she planned to relax her legs and spread them to the sides, letting go of her rival's head. Sparing no effort, she hoped that the force of this blow would not only be enough to throw River somewhere far away, but also to leave a dent on the champion's skull. It may not have been the most elegant method, but in a match like this, you don't have to think about such things.