Dirk Lewser vs Raelyn Quinn [Standard]

Dirk would soon regret shouting his words of competitive encouragement to his opponent. Because, after taking the brunt of his forearm assault and falling to her knee, Raelyn got back up within seconds and retaliated with a stiff kick that struck Dirk in his side. He instinctively leaned in the direction of his now struck side, but Raelyn was far from finished it seems.
Within mere seconds, she turned her entire body and struck his other side!

And then, to end off the combination, Raelyn gave Dirk one final sole kick straight into his gut!
Dirk fell to his knee clutching his stomach with his arms. He breathed harshly and coughed to try to get some of the air he just lost!

Dirk crouched and clutched his stomach as he breathed harshly. Each harsh breath he'd keep his eyes on his smug opponent who was cleaning her hair and making her way over to him. He didn't know what Raelyn was planning, but it was obvious she was going for something big. Dirk stayed in his crouched state not sure what she was going to do. But one thing was for certain, he needed to counter whatever she had planned. Otherwise, he just find himself onto the mat one final time!

Then, she did something that Dirk definitely didn't expect... She placed her foot under his chin and lifted his head, forcing him to look up at her! One final taunt from Raelyn to Dirk! As if she was subconsciously telling him just how weak and feeble he was, not even bothering using her hands to bring her dying prey up to face his beautiful demise.

"Nice try, Lewser!"

Raelyn yelled as she quickly removed her foot from underneath his chin and in the same swung the heel of her foot for a dazzling heel kick intent on knocking Dirk's head clean off his shoulders! Was the finishing blow finally delivered!?

To the surprise of everyone there... it did not! Raelyn swing her foot like blade of a swordsman slicing his victim! Only unlike said blade, Raelyn's "blade" did not hit home! Instead, her foot whiffed its target by a small margin! Utilizing his exhaustion, Dirk dropped his upper body to the ring mat to duck his head underneath his opponent's oncoming foot!

Then, once Raelyn completed her rotation, Dirk would quickly look up at his opponent's open body. His time had finally arrive for a counterattack!

"There it is!" Hyaah!!

His right eye practically glistened, before he pushed himself off of the mat by pushing of his knuckles! Then, in a swift motion, he leapt unto Raelyn's back, wrapped his legs around her waist, wrapped his arms around her neck and yanked back as far as he could to pull Raelyn back to the mat to lock in his finishing Bully Killer rear naked choke submission move!

What do you say, Raelyn?! The referee said as they crouched to the mat and asked Raelyn if she was still willing to continue. Raelyn kicked and struggled weakly trying her best to escape Dirk's firm grasp! Dirk grit his teeth and held on like life itself. He could see the finish line! He was nearly there! His first win was within reach! And then, Raelyn weakly tapped on Dirk's arm, signifying that she had finally given in! The referee quickly got up and pointed to the bell ringer!

DING!! DING!! DING!!

Dirk released the hold and laid on the mat as cheers and applause filled the arena!

Here's your winner...! Dirk Lewser!

The announcer shouted before the japanese announcer would make the same announcement!
Float On by Modest Mouse played over the arena stereos. Dirk closed his eyes as his lips slowly turned into a satisfied grin. Finally, he got his first win in AFW. The underdog finally got his day. He slowly sat up and pulled himself from underneath his opponent. Then, he slowly got to to his feet, groaning a bit from all the wear and tear from the harsh match.

Then, he had his left arm raised by the referee with cheers from the crowd! After that, the referee would release Dirk's arm to go check on the condition of Raelyn.
Dirk looked at his prone opponent. He didn't expect Raelyn to give him so much trouble so he had to give her her regards in that area. Despite the obvious dirty tactics she used in the match. But, she showed she could hold her own. Maybe if she wasn't so deadset on entertaining her social media fanbase and acting cocky, perhaps she would be standing with her arm raised. But, that day was not today.

Once Raelyn sat up, Dirk would walk over to her and offer his right hand for a handshake and assistance in getting her up to feet. With a calm and friendly grin, he simply said to her, That...was a great match. Thank you for being my opponent. He wondered if she would even take his hand.

Raelyn didn't take the handshake but she did take the help to get to her feet. Then, she softly apologized about her making fun of his name prior to the match, not making eye contact with him. Then, she blamed it on the promoter. Ever proud to the end, it seems. He began to wonder how different she would sound if she was the winner instead of him, but he quickly let those thoughts go and chose to speak like a respectable competitor he was.

It's alright. I've been made fun of for my ring name my whole career. I see it as nothing more than an overdone joke. It's gonna take a lot more than that to rile me up. And besides... it looks like we finally found out who the Lewser and the actual "L-O-S-E-R" of this match truly is, wouldn't you say? Have a good night, Raelyn. The rookie said, ending his sentence with a small chuckle.

Dirk really hoped he didn't leave any ill feelings in what he just spoke after a hard fought match. But, after the all the smack talk he received before this match officially began, Dirk felt it was quite apropos that he would "match her energy" at the end with some smack talk of his own after victory was finally in his grasp. If there was thing one thing Dirk got out of life back home in the states, it was making bullies and braggarts eat their own words. It's been that way ever since he learned how to fight. To all his future opponents, be sure to keep your words soft and sweet. Because well, he may make you eat 'em. With Raelyn being his first example, he left the woman and made his tired exit underneath the top rope and hopped down off the ring apron. Stumbling a small bit upon landing, but quickly gaining his bearings and trying to walk like his limbs and torso weren't screaming in pain at him right now. A ringside attendant handed him his polo shirt and glasses. To which Dirk politely nodded and accepted. Then, he made his way up the entrance ramp, giving high fives and raising his arms in victory, not once turning back to see the reaction of his former opponent.

Dirk was by no means a bitter man. Well, he tried not to be. But, even he couldn't help rubbing his victory in her opponent's face just a tad. A little post victory smack talk never hurt anyone, right? Dirk didn't know and he was too tired and hurt to care. He needed a shower, some ice cold water, to lay down on something comfortable, to contact family to celebrate his first win, a nice warm victory meal and maybe some smash bros. And not in that exact order.