"Im Number 1!" Clyde Gastin Vs. Zero (For Darius) Complete

Clyde would have tapped or said he gave up once Zero had locked in the camel clutch and wrentched his body to the point where he felt like his body was going to split apart; but could not. Clyde couldnt move his arms, which had suddenly grown very heavy; nor could he speak for some odd reason, leaving the Texan in a horrible trap as he silently screamed in pain under Zero, unable to escape.

As Zero released him, Clyde's head snapped foreward like a slingshot and fell to the mat like a lifeless ragdoll. However, the impact itself seemed to stir up Clyde's senses, granting his body the ability to function properly dispite feeling extremely sore.

Clyde let out a low groan as he was dragged by Zero and hauled up to her, knowing he'd tap again if he didnt do anything, Clyde used the one thing he could use in his sore, tired state... His Head. Just as Zero hauled Clyde to her feet, the texan would think fast and thrust his head right under Zero's chin, hoping that his attack would connect and daze this near unstoppable she-hulk from tearing Clyde into shreads.

A faint smile creeped over Clyde's face as his attack connected, feeling releaved that he was able to defend himself from Zero's submission onslaught.

"Liked that didnt ya..." Clyde mutterd as he dropped to one knee, panting heavily. He would have to recover for a moment before he went in for another move.

Once he recovered himself, Clyde would try to run at Zero and fake a clothesline before attempting to get behind her and lock her into a rear naked choke; locking his arms and legs around the taller and stronger Zero.

Clyde clung tightly onto Zero's back, keeping his legs wrapped along Zero's waist as his forearm remained over her throat, keeping it as tight as he could make it, while pulling back as hard as he could.

"Give up! You ain't gonna buck this cowboy!" Clyde would yell to Zero in her ear as he buried his head upon her neck, giving everything he had towards simply hanging on and keeping his grip tight on her neck to choke his opponent out. If he didnt rest soon, Clyde would be easy pickings for Zero; this would be his last shot to get a fall on her and hopefully recover before the next round.

"Tap!!" Clyde yelled again to Zero.

Clyde left out a small sigh of relief as Zero began to slow down, seeing that his chokehold was indeed working. "Just go to sleep..." He'd whisper as he fell to the mat with her; tightly cuddleing his body against her's on the mat while keeping his arm locked tight around her neck, to drain those last bits of air.

As he layed next to her, Clyde would make sure he had his grip on Zero nice and tight before he took this moment to rest himself, needing his energy for the rest of the fight, he'd simply use the chokehold to get him a fall and buy some time to recover.

"Huh? Giving up? Smart!" Clyde said as he awoke and heard the taps of Zero's hand on the mat, smirking with a triumphant grin as he released Zero and crawled away to the nearest rope, resting against it. "One...For me..." Clyde muttered, wiping a bit of sweat from his brow, happy to have been able to bring Zero and get a fall on her.

"Heh... You're one tough lady missy, But it's gonna take alot more than your shitty submission to put ol' Clyde Gastin down momma!"