Re: SS22 Hardcore 24/7 Championship - Astrid Arvidsson (c) vs. Panther Risako

by Underdog21 Tue Dec 13, 2022 4:45 am

The kendo stick made a muffled thwacking sound as it smacked hard into Astrid's breasts; the collective, sympathetic "Ooooh!" from the crowd was drowned out by Astrid's scream at the impact. A part of Risako felt bad for attacking Astrid's vulnerable area with a kendo stick the way she had. Only a small part, mind you: Astrid had attacked her earlier with a metal folding chair, so it was all fair.

And now Astrid was vulnerable; taking a deep breath, Risako raised the kendo stick, ready to break it over Astrid's vulnerable back now that the Golden Dragon was doubled over...

With a roar, Astrid suddenly surged forwards, swinging that traschan she was holding as if it were a log. . Risako realized what Astrid was doing too late, and tried to late to dodge: the can slammed hard into her side. "GAAAAAAGH!" she screamed, the blow knocking her down onto her hands and knees; she was left almost floored now, cradling her side with one arm, breathing hard after being utterly slammed by the blow.

She was still breathing hard as, with a grimace, she looked up and glared back at Astrid. Giving a wheezed cursed under her breath, she tried to push herself up to her hands and knees...and then suddenly sprang forwards, hoping to leap forwards and kick both booted feet into the can that Astrid was holding, hoping in this way to slam it back against its wielder's upper body!

by skip-stop Wed Dec 14, 2022 1:43 pm

Astrid has never been very unperturbed. Unlike her friend, Charlotte, who always tried to keep her emotions under control, the Norwegian woman preferred not to keep anything inside herself. Especially when it comes to rage. Charlotte believed that rage could blind and prompt reckless actions. Astrid, in turn, believed that rage is her fuel, which helps her to move forward.

Even now, when her breasts were filled with burning pain. Pain gave birth to rage, and rage gave birth to power. The Golden Dragon used this power to hit Risako with the trash can. The purple-haired woman tried to dodge, but she didn't have enough time, as a result of which the metal crashed into her left side.

With a cry of pain, the Japanese woman collapsed to the floor, trying to cope with the consequences. Astrid was forced to take several deep breaths, because the pain in her chest was still with her. The blonde let go of one of the handles of the can, instead taking hold of the its bottom, thereby turning the can into a horizontal position. She intended to bring down this metal directly on the head of her rival.

Risako raised her head and looked at Astrid. And for the descendant of the great Vikings, it was not difficult to see that her rival was looking at her with the same furious gaze as a few moments ago Astrid herself was looking at Risako. And she had no doubt that now the purple-haired woman would try to take revenge, so Astrid immediately took a step forward, preparing to move the trash can in the face of the Queen of Queens.

But at the same second Risako rushed forward from a low start position. Before the Golden Dragon could do anything, the Japanese woman made a leap and threw both legs forward, hitting the trash can with a front dropkick. The metal slammed into Astrid's stomach.

"Guuah!" she screamed.

The force of the dropkick was so great that it literally threw Astrid back, causing her to crash into the metal mesh. There was a large dent on the trash can after Risako's feet, which perfectly showed that even after everything, the purple-haired woman was able to put so much force into her attacks.

The Golden Dragon's legs were trembling due to fatigue. She was ready to get down on her ass, but in order to avoid it, she leaned forward. Breathing heavily, she looked at the Queen of Queens. This woman was amazing. Many of AFW's fighters are outstanding. But such as Risako is very rare. Even now, when they were both beaten and tired, the blonde couldn't understand how much more strength this woman had.

Gritting her teeth, the Golden Dragon pushed off from the metal mesh, taking a wide step forward. And then, without any warning, she threw the crumpled metal can into the hands of the Queen of Queens. Yes, she wanted to catch Risako by surprise, hoping that she would automatically catch the can thrown to her. And if she had succeeded, then she would have returned the favor to her rival. How? If Risako had caught the trash can, Astrid would have immediately lifted her right leg bent at the knee in order to straighten it and send a big boot kick straight into the can in the hands of the Queen of Queens.

by Underdog21 Fri Dec 16, 2022 5:24 am

CLANG

That was the sound the can made as Risako's boots slammed home against it, crumpling metal, caving in its metal sheeting, an impact of one pair of unstoppable objects going into an immovable one. Except move it did: it shot backwards with the impact, slamming home against Astrid's bare midsection. As hard as Astrid's abs were, even they weren't made of steel: in an instant, Astrid was left doubled over, gasping from the unexpected blow.

With a wince, Risako stood up and began to walk towards Astrid as the other woman scrabbled against the edge of the mesh. It hurt to walk, it hurt to stand, but damn it, Risako did both as she hobbled towards Astrid, intent on finishing this, and the Golden Dragon, once and for all.

But Astrid wasn't done yet. Not by a long shot.

With alarming suddenness, Astrid flung the trashcan at her. Reacting quickly, Risako caught it before it could crash against her. It was only then that she realized the mistake that she had made.

A second later, Astrid's own boot slammed against the now-crumpled trash can. The heavy metal cylinder crashed backwards against Risako's midsection and chest: in an instant, the air was blasted from Risako's lungs, and she gave a dreadful, empty gasp before staggering back and crashing onto the mat once again.

She cradled her chest with one arm, even as she breathed in lungfuls of air. Gritting her teeth, she tried to roll onto her feet, despite the pain that now flooded her ribs and midsection. A part of her wondered if Astrid had broken something with that last attack; Risako would have time for a medical checkup later, right now she needed to focus on surviving, and getting back up...

by skip-stop Fri Dec 16, 2022 11:26 am

Astrid's trick worked. She managed to see how Risako's expression changed a second after she caught the trash can. It was the face of a person who realized what a mistake she had made. But it was already too late, because the Golden Dragon's boot was already approaching the metal can.

Astrid kicked the trash can, putting every inch of her muscles into it. The screech of metal crashing into the front side of the Queen of Queens spread across the arena. Risako's agony was reflected on her face, and air mixed with a silent scream came out of her mouth. The purple-haired woman was thrown back, as a result of which she was again on the concrete floor.

The Norwegian woman leaned forward with her palms on her knees. She was breathing raggedly, unable to control it. Feeling a terrible pain in her muscles, she realized that she had never been so tired. However, this was not the end. Her opponent began to move in an attempt to get up on all fours.

Therefore, the Golden Dragon took a step forward, intending to grab Risako. But at that moment something happened that did not happen to her not only after starting her career in AFW, but in her entire life. As soon as she took a step, her mind seemed to sink into a fog. The legs of the descendant of the great Vikings trembled. She felt as if her body had ceased to obey her. She began to fall forward. And the only thing she had the strength to do was to put her hands in front of her in order to fall on all fours instead of falling face down on the concrete floor.

Facing Risako in exactly the same position, Astrid couldn't believe what had just happened. She always said she knew what she was capable of and that she knew where her limit was. But she underestimated how tired she was. For the first time in her life, her body failed her, literally refusing to continue the match.

The Golden Dragon raised her head, looking at the purple-haired woman in front of her. There was only one woman Astrid had ever fought who was just like her. Mari Fuuma. This was the Golden Dragon's debut match. It seemed to her that Mari was made of a single piece of metal. They beat each other for so long that in the end neither of them could stand on their feet. Just like now. And that time they gathered the last strength in their fists and began an exchange of blows, which determined the winner of the match. Remembering this, the fists of the descendant of the great Vikings clenched.

"I won't lose!" she croaked.

With these words, she intended to swing her right arm, and then send a right cross into her opponent's left cheek. Astrid had no idea how much more strength she had. But she knew for sure that as long as she had something to give the Queen of Queens, she would continue. That was her way. It was her choice. And she wasn't going to give up now, not after everything they had to go through in this match.

by Underdog21 Sat Dec 17, 2022 1:14 am

"Hahh..hhnnnagh..." Risako's breathing had become ragged at this point; her midsection and chest were in constant pain, and every breath in her lungs hurt. It was official, once this match was done, Risako was going to have to go and take a nice lie down in the local infirmary. When this match was done, that was. And as far as Risako was concerned, it was only going to end with her standing victoriously over Astrid.

Although...that was becoming a much more and more difficult prospect each passing minute. Risako couldn't remember the last time an opponent had tested her, physically or psychologically, as much as the Golden Dragon had. The only women who had come close were Chris Morgan, Beauty Ichigawa, Bomber Kishima...and yes, also Cecilia Northman and Alaina Sanders. All had been incredibly tough opponents, but none of them had left Risako as battered in the ring as she was now.

The next thing Risako knew, she was pushing herself up off the concrete floor, blood dripping down from her forehead. Somehow, she still had the willpower to get back up, even after the battering she had recieved. Somehow, she was still fighting, Astrid, even as the Golden Dragon came crawling towards her--

Astrid's fist came whistling in, snapping her head to the side in a spray of sweat and blood. Her vision blurred, and she nearly collapsed then and there. Instead, she dug into her reserves of willpower, let out a loud scream, and threw a punch right back at Astrid, trying to answer the blonde's right hook with one of her own!

by skip-stop Fri Jan 13, 2023 10:47 am

Astrid wasn't shy about calling herself a person without fear. At least if it was about her. In all the time she spent in AFW, she experienced fear only once. And it wasn't about her, it was about her best friend, who found herself in a really terrible situation that could end her career. That time, the Golden Dragon felt pain for the first time, which had nothing to do with the wounds she was used to receiving in the ring. It was pain in her heart.

And although she could not say that fear had crept up on her now, the Norwegian woman caught herself on one very unpleasant thought. No matter how much she tried to force Risako to stay down, the Japanese woman repeatedly refused to do it. And although they both beat each other, sparing no effort, Astrid wondered if she had enough strength to defeat the Queen of Queens. For the first time since her debut, there was room for doubt in her heart.

The only way to dispel these doubts was to crush her rival. In an attempt to do this, Astrid sent her fist into Risako's face. The purple-haired woman's head jerked to the side, while drops of blood and sweat flew off her face. However, Risako was not going to give up so easily, even despite the almost complete lack of strength. Turning sharply to the Golden Dragon, she sent her own fist into the face of the descendant of the great Vikings.

"Ggguuhhhh!!!" It came out of the blonde's mouth at the moment when her head jerked to the side.

Blood and saliva flew out of her mouth. For a moment or two, darkness blanketed her mind. The Golden Dragon's wounded body was at its limit. Astrid could barely find the strength to breathe. But the very thought of losing in an exchange of blows infuriated her. No, that can't happen. She has to get up.

With a furious growl, she threw her left hand towards Risako, intending to grab the strap of her swimsuit. She wasn't going to stay on all fours. She had only one way. Up. Right to victory. Therefore, gathering her will, the Golden Dragon intended to get up on one knee, and then send a right uppercut to the chin of the Queen of Queens in order to knock out everything she had left!

by Underdog21 Tue Jan 17, 2023 4:36 am

Risako desperately wanted to lie down. Her head and limbs felt like they were made of lead, and it was almost as though the gravity in the ring had suddenly been amplified significantly. It was taking a lot of effort on her part just to remain standing, just to keep from falling asleep...and that would have been made easier if her opponent would just stay the hell down. This was what was going on through Risako's mind as she threw herself forward in a brutal right hook at Astrid's face.

And for a moment, Astrid swayed. For a moment, Risako entertained the possibility that this was it, that the Golden Dragon would finally drop. But no: her golden haired opponent swayed, but would not fall. Damn it all, she just would not stay down. Her stubborness was as amazing as it was irritating, and if Risako hadn't been trying to end such a mutually painful match, she would have been in awe of her opponent.

The Queen of Queens, though, was running on rapidly depleting reserves of energy...which was why she could barely muster the effort to block Astrid's next blow before it slammed into her face.

Her vision went dark for a few seconds. For a moment, Risako felt like she was going to fall over. Somehow, though, she remained swaying upright, her violet hair clinging to her sweat soaked and bloody face as she propped herself up on her hands, somehow still conscious. She was not going to lose: she had made that vow before the match and she was going to keep it.

"Hhah..hnaagh...HRAAAGH!" she snarled like a wounded animal, lunging forwards and throwing all of her own power into a singular punch, wanting nothing more than to try to break Astrid's face open with a single blow at this point.

by skip-stop Tue Jan 17, 2023 7:46 pm

Risako managed to touch the deepest strings of Astrid's soul. The blonde has never felt so strange. Many of the rivals she had met before were able to cause her a sense of pleasure, because she always aspired to truly difficult challenges. The fury of battle always gave her unforgettable emotions that could not be obtained in any other way.

But now the Golden Dragon felt different. Far from once she found herself on the verge of losing, because most of her matches were a real massacre. But she has never faced a situation where she literally did not see an opportunity to win. She had never faced a rival who was as stubborn and purposeful as she was. Never.

The Golden Dragon had no idea how much strength she had left. It seemed to her that literally at any second she could lose consciousness. She was exhausted. Without metaphors. Literally. But even if she was destined to lose today, she intended to make sure that this match would never be forgotten. She put this desire into the uppercut aimed at Risako's chin.

The purple-haired woman's head fell back. The Queen of Queens staggered and her hands were on the concrete floor again. Everyone, including Astrid, thought Risako had finally fallen. Due to the pain and fatigue, the Golden Dragon could not hear almost anything that was happening around, even though now the audience was tearing the walls of the arena with deafening screams. They were eager to see which of these titans would win. The names of both women sounded so loud that it seemed that no other names existed at that moment. Perhaps this was the reason why the Golden Dragon and the Queen of Queens had come so far.

Suddenly Risako pushed off from the concrete floor, taking an upright position and, like Astrid a moment earlier, rising to one knee. With a cry filled with pain and rage, she sent her fist straight into the center of the Norwegian woman's face. In less than a second, there was a click that could not be confused with anything. Astrid's cry of agony only confirmed this. Her nose was broken.

"Uuuummmm!!!!! NNNNHHHHHAAAA!!!!!!"

Leaning forward, the blonde literally lay down on her knee. It seemed to her that the pain would drive her to death. She covered her face with both hands and in just a few seconds, her palms were completely filled with blood. The closed fingers could not stop the scarlet liquid that flowed onto Astrid's clothes and the concrete floor under her.

"Gggnnnn... ggggmmmmnnnnn!!!!" Her painful groans became continuous.

Nothing she's been through in her career has been like this. They were strangling her with a metal chain. They were smashing fluorescent lamps against her head. They were throwing her on the exploding barbed wire. There was a lot of pain in her life. But she had never been hurt like this. Her eyes were open, but because of the tears Astrid could not see literally anything.

"Don't give up... don't give up... don't give up..." she repeated in her head.

But she felt that the fire of her soul was beginning to fade. The dragon's flame that had always been with her, that had always burst out of her in an inexhaustible stream, had shrunk to the size of a small flicker. Darkness began to envelop the Golden Dragon. Astrid began to sink into oblivion. Was this the end? Although... that was the wrong question.

"Did you really give her absolutely everything you had?" Astrid asked herself mentally.

Her promise. She promised that she would fight as if her life depended on it. She promised that she would give Risako every last drop of sweat and blood. Almost every inch of her body was literally soaked in pain. Blood was streaming from her forehead, nose and mouth. But she was still conscious. She could still move. The only obstacles in her way were only pain and fatigue. And could these barriers really have stopped her?

"Ghhhhh... ngggggg!!!! GNNNNNNNN!!!!!" Rage began to prevail over the pain in her groans.

No. She promised that this match would go down in history. And she won't let herself give up before her flame goes out completely. As long as there is at least one spark in her soul, she will continue to fight. When she removed her bloody palms from her face, it could be seen in her eyes filled with tears and rage.

"MMMHHHHHHAAAGGGGGGGGG!!!!" She roared in agony.

Overcoming the wild pain that was in her body, Astrid got to her feet, simultaneously clenching her right fist. Her will to win, that's what kept her on her feet at the moment. And it was all her willpower with the remnants of her strength that she directed into her right arm, which she threw back. Let it be the last thing the Golden Dragon was capable of. Let all her dragon's fire be spent on this blow. The blonde strained her right arm so hard that her muscles were ready to burst. Only once she had a chance to use this blow in the AFW ring. During her debut. It was this blow that brought her victory. In a sense, her path to the top, to her dream, began with this blow.

Yes, it was just a punch that didn't have any special technicality or anything like that. But it was into this punch that Astrid put all her strength, sending it straight into the face of the Queen of Queens. Therefore, it was not an ordinary punch for her. It was a punch, reflecting the very essence of the descendant of the great Vikings. It was her personal Helheim!

Helheim:

by Underdog21 Wed Jan 18, 2023 3:55 am

Risako felt something break as he fist connected with it. She didn't have the time to stop and look, as the momentum of her punch sent her toppling forwards, palm against the floor, breathing hard as she caught her breath. Droplets of blood-tinged sweat fell to the concrete beneath her face; her entire body ached beyond all measure, and she had been feeling woozy for the past several minutes-- no doubt that cut across her scalp wasn't helping her matters. In any sensible situation, she should have stopped a while ago, allowed the match to end so she wouldn't walk away from this with any lasting damage.

Unfortunately, Risako was not a sensible person. Ask any person who truly knew her from back in Wrestle Angels, and they would all tell you the same thing: if that crazy bitch really wants to win, she'll destroy herself more quickly than the opponent to do so.

With a grimace, Risako shoved herself off the floor, ready to face Astrid again. One more punch, she told herself, ought to do it.

Balling a fist, she sprang upwards and lunged with a wordless cry, hurtling another punch at Astrid's golden-maned head...and only then discovered that Astrid had been throwing a particularly brutal punch of her own at the same time.

Astrid's fist slammed into her face. Risako felt something break. And then she was falling backwards, her vision blurring and going dark; she did not even feel herself collapse into her back, all but knocked out by the Golden Dragon's brutal fist...

by skip-stop Thu Feb 09, 2023 12:39 pm

It seemed that the intensity of passions had reached a maximum. At least this was clearly hinted at by the wild screams of the audience. AFW was the place where any match could become legendary. However, today a real story was being made in front of the audience. Everything was exactly as the Golden Dragon and the Queen of Queens promised each other. No compromises. Real emotions. Real pro wrestling. Only victory.

It was hard to say what exactly helped the Norwegian woman stay on her feet after Risako broke her nose. Because no willpower was able to explain it. And the truth was that even Astrid couldn't give an answer. She felt nothing but two things. Pain and the desire to win. And she knew for sure that her desire to win was stronger than the excruciating pain that tried to make her give up.

All her life she has been looking for challenges. Someone would probably find it stupid, but she really carefully preserved the traditions of her great ancestors. She always wanted them to be proud of her. Was that the only reason? No, of course, no. She loved it. She always wanted to know what she was really capable of. And today she received the hardest challenge of her life. Panther Risako.

So instead of falling, she got to her feet. So instead of giving up, she gathered everything she had into her fist and sent it to her opponent's face. It was a truly wonderful moment. Those who followed the Golden Dragon's career would surely have a flashback to her debut match. At that time, this blow brought her victory. But. This time, one thing was different. This time Astrid wasn't the only one who sent a blow.

Risako almost mirrored Astrid's actions. Their fists flew past each other. The Golden Dragon didn't even know if her own fist had reached the target. It didn't matter now. Risako's fist crashed into the blonde's already broken nose for the second time. Blood splashed in different directions, but the descendant of the great Vikings no longer knew about it. Darkness covered her gaze.

It was a strange feeling. A feeling that was almost impossible to describe in words. She continued to feel everything. She felt her body go limp. She felt like she was falling backwards. She felt herself collapse onto the concrete floor. She felt hot blood streaming from her nose. She felt everything.

"Plh... plh..." she made several gurgling sounds due to the blood in her mouth.

She felt everything. But at the same time, she was somewhere very very far away. Her mind was in darkness. She felt everything, but she didn't know where she was. She felt everything, but she couldn't move even a finger. Astrid seemed to be in the middle of an endless void. And when she looked around, she saw nothing, not even the tiniest ray of light. Even the fire of her soul, which once shone brighter than the sun, turned into smoldering embers.

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