Dirk Lewser (Official Debut) vs. Ami Takeuchi (W/Daisuke Takeuchi at ringside) -Fighting Back

After a successful shotgun dropkick that sent the supermodel on her ass, Dirk quickly got to his feet and shouted, Let's go! to excite the crowd and get him further on his side! The crowd cheered as it seemed like Dirk was primed and ready to take things up a notch!

Dirk ran over to Ami and pulled her up to her feet. Then, he would irish whip her into a corner. Once she turned around, Dirk would head to another corner on the opposite side from her.
He would slowly point at Ami, before sprinting toward her direction to start his Critical Combo signature move!

The sudden catch of the leg, elbow strike had left Ami reeling in pain and not ready for what was to come next. Ami was hissing in pain when he would suddenly charge at her, driving her to the mat in a hard hitting dropkick which send the supermodel down on her ass.

The crowd was starting to get behind the new comer as he would pull her back up to her feet and whip her into the corner. Her back hit the turnbuckle and she steadied herself as the American male rushed towards her from the opposite end. As he leaped up high, she would duck under his knee as his knee hit the turnbuckle while she ended up behind him.

Ami would leap up high in the air and dropkick his back, sending him face first into the turnbuckle before grabbing his thighs from behind to roll him up into a quick roll up pin while placing both her feet on the ropes for some more leverage for a illegal roll up pin.

"One...Two..."

Dirk would run toward the model ready to give her face a makeover with his knee. Unfortunately, Ami was beautiful enough in her eyes. She was also fast, as she managed to duck Dirk's knee strike, sending the rookie bouncing off the turnbuckle and tumbling back to the mat, clutching his knee! As he quickly tried to get up, he would find himself being sent face first into that very same turnbuckle! But, that wasn't all! Ami managed to grab Dirk's thighs and pulled him into a quick roll up pin!

The referee would quickly kneel to the ground and began counting the pin!
One! Two! Thr-! HEY! Feet on the rope! The ref stopped counting when they noticed that Ami had her feet on the ropes.
By the skin of his teeth, Dirk escaped an illegal pinning predicament. But, he was sure Ami was not going to be happy about the ref catching her attempt at a sneaky win.

Once Ami got off of Dirk, he would roll onto his front and clutch his knee.

As she got thrown into the corner turnbuckle, the supermodel's back hit the corner and she would grunt a bit. She extended her arms to hold onto the ropes on either side of the corner while watching Dirk charge out towards her. She was not a former world champ for nothing and when he leaped up high, she ducked under his knee and got behind him for a quick drop kick and roll up pin.

This was it, she was going to win! Just as Dirk was about to be counted out for the three count- the referee noticed her feet on the ropes and would stop counting, calling the supermodel out for her illegal tactics. Ami would grit her teeth in anger and slap the mats in frustration, getting back up to her feet as she began pointing at the referee and swearing at him.

"HEY HEY HOW DARE YOU STOP COUNTING! DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM? I CAN GET YOU FIRED BUDDY"! She yelled, poking the referee at the chest.

Hey! I'm the referee! YOU listen to me, Princess! The ref argued back to the blunette.

While Ami got off the rookie and began arguing with the referee, Dirk slowly and quietly began to get to his feet. He groaned and clutched his knee, before climbling up the turnbuckle that Ami was previously laying against. Once he reached top, he would wait patiently for the supermodel to turn back to face him. And when that exact moment appeared when he saw her face, his plan would be to leap and attack her with a jumping front dropkick! Come on... Come on... He spoke through gritted teeth, his body itching to hit her again.

He just hoped Daisuke wouldn't get involved because Dirk completely forgot about her brother at ringside, he was more focused on getting his revenge on Ami.

Not pleased at the referee's decision to catch her red handed, the supermodel would begin arguing with the striped official and forgetting to keep an eye on her opponent who was on the verge of catching his breath and making his way back up to his feet. Dirk would eventually get back up and then climb up the turnbuckle behind Ami's back who was having her verbal back and forth against the referee.

While Dirk was steadying himself up on the turnbuckle and Ami had the referee distracted, this was the perfect chance for Daisuke to get involved. The wrestling prince would hop up on the top turnbuckle and grab Dirk's arm and his tights, looking to throw him off the turnbuckle on the outside floor for a long fall!

Before Dirk could make his epic leap, he was suddenly pulled off the top turnbuckle and yanked to the ground! GAAAAGH!! He landed back first on the solid ground with a hard "PAF"!

The referee took notice of this and looked at Dirk who was out of the ring! They immediately looked in Daisuke's direction before returning back to the reeling Dirk who was slowly getting onto his front. It was a sad sight to see, but they needed to be impartial here. And so, their count began!

ONE...! TWO...! THREE...!

Dirk placed his right hand onto his back, groaning in pain and trying to nurse it.

No doubt had it not been for the wrestling prince on the outside, the supermodel would have turned around and would be surprised to see Dirk on the top rope, ready to come crashing down onto her. However, it paid to have friends in this wrestling business, especially if those friends were actually your family. Daisuke shoved Dirk off the top and he fell down on the hard arena floor, screaming in pain.

Ami would let out a girlish squeak as she hopped up and turned around, only to see her opponent down on the ground. Daisuke held his arms up in the air and maintained his distance to play his innocence. Ami turned around to the referee. "Ah well, he must have slipped and fell" she said, shrugging her shoulders.

FOUR..! FIVE...! SIX..!

Dirk was absolutely not in the best state right now. His knee was in pain, his torso was screaming and his head was a little jumbled. All the while, his opponent and her brother were smiling like a pair of haughty crocodiles. Figuratively wiping their hands clean from any misdeed.

SEVEN..! EIGHT...! Dirk struggled to get to his feet with the help of the ring apron before slipping and falling back unto his hands and knees! the crowd cheered Dirk! They wanted him to keep fighting! Was that it? Was that all the rookie had? Was Dirk truly out of his league here in Tension? Was Ami correct in her assumptions about the rookie? It truly seemed like the goddess of victory might just smile upon the Takeuchi siblings today!

NINE..!

Like a man possessed, Dirk quickly yanked himself off the ground using the ring apron and rolled himself underneath the bottom rope at the last second! This got a big cheer from the crowd! The audience seemingly taking notice of Dirk's showing of heart. However, Dirk laid on his back and breathed heavily, essentially becoming a sitting duck for whatever Ami planned.

This was perfect, all Ami had to do now was wait for the ten count and she would be victorious. She would lean against the turnbuckle, brushing her lush hair back and fixing her attire while she would even yawn and place her hand over her mouth to signal her boredom while she waited for the count.

Meanwhile, the crowd cheered for Dirk, they wanted him to beat the count and when things looked lost, he managed to pull enough strength to drag himself back into the ring. Ami would raise an eyebrow, not amused. "Oh? You think you're some sort of hero eh?" she would say, hands on her hips.

Ami would walk over towards him as she grabbed a fistfull of his hair and yanked him up to his knees and winded her arm back, only to unleash a disrespectful slap to his cheek.