24/7 Title: Clyde Gastin Vs. Catelyn Cormac (Complete)

Clyde was gasping for breath the moment Cat delivered that knee strike into his stomach, stunning him and allowing Cat to wrap her arm around Clyde's head before driving it down to the mat with a hard DDT.

"Aghh!!" Clyde would let out as his skull is driven into the canvas, flipping onto his back while clutching his throbbing head, trying to shake off the pain and get back up.

"Heh...S-Same goes for you, missy..." Clyde would comment with a slight smirk as he staggered up to his feet before bringing his fists up in guard. Ready to rumble again as he tried to charge at Cat, making himself appear that he was going for a clothesline, but would try to quickly fake-out Cat and slip behind her, attempting to wrap his arms around her waist while pressing his chest against her back before trying to lift up and slam Cat backwards to deliver a German Suplex.

Cat looked on at Clyde, she had a hard time figuring out why some many booed him, when he made his way to the ring, she seemed fine, not really Cat's type but he didn't seem like a jerk or anything.

As she got up she figured giving Clyde the chance to get up, without her attacking him before he was up on his feet, as Cat stood in her fighting stance awaiting Clyde to make his move, Cat was glad to hear Clyde's compliment, "..Hehe Thanks..." Cat said as she would begin to inch her way forward, ready to throw down again with Clyde.

As the cowboy charged at he with a clothesline or what Cat thought would be a Clothesline, she threw at punch to try and take him down before he could take her down, but the Cowboy moved out of the way of her fist and slipped in behind her, "W..what?!" Cat yelped out as his arms wrapped around her waist and lifted her up of the ground, "Aaagh!" Cat yelled out as her upper back, neck and shoulders slammed down hard on the mat.

Clyde honestly didn't know why the crowd booed him. He hadn't done anything to earn their heat as far as he knew. While it was true that he had a bad reputation and a large majority of the AFW disliked him for his antics, he had no idea why the crowd was against him. Either way, Clyde could honestly care less about how the fans felt about him. He was here to win for himself and his family. No one else mattered to him.

Staggering up to his feet before charging at Cat, Clyde narrowly avoided her punch before slipping behind her, immediately grabbing her waist from behind before listing up to slam her back down on the mat hard in the german suplex. However as Clyde preformed the suplex, he felt a sudden jolt of pain shoot through his bicep again.

"Shit!!" He howled just after planting Catelyn on the mat, laying on the canvas in front of her as he clutched his arm. His usual moves were going to be tricky to use.

Cat leaned to the side, as she rolled over onto her stomach, moving her hand to hold the back of her neck, "Ouch...shit! that hurt like hell" Cat said as she would slowly try to rise to her knees, looking over at Clyde as he was lying on the ground, seeming to be in pain, "Hey are you okay?" Cat said as she still held her neck.

"You sure you're up for this kind of match?" Cat asked as she began to rise to her feet, giving Clyde some space so he could move up towards her feet.

Cat's good nature might bit her in the ass, but she wouldn't be who she was, unless she showed concern for Clyde, since he had been nothing but a pleasant guy towards her, and she really couldn't figure out why the crowd was booing at him.

As Clyde laid on the mat, clutching his aching arm in pain, he hears a voice close to him. Prompting him to opens his eyes and look up to discover Catelyn hovering above him, hearing her question, which actually surprised Clyde quite a bit.

"I-Im Fine! Don't think I can't fight! I don't want y-your pity!" Clyde would exclaim in slight embarrassment that he wasn't able to wrestle at 100% tonight. It wasn't that he didn't appropriate Cat's concern, but rather, he felt he looked rather weak in his current state, which he hated that since a majority of his pride was dependent on keeping himself looking tough. Which was a little hard due to his arm aching so much.

"...Y-You ain't supposed to hold back!" He would stammer as he rose to his feet slowly, feeling grateful that Cat had given him a chance, even though he was upset with himself for having to depend on her act of kindness.

Clyde would then bring his fists back up before trying to charge at Cat, this time trying to ram into her stomach with his left shoulder. Most likely sending the both of them through the ropes and onto the arena floor.

Cat looked on as Clyde told her that he was fine, "G-good, I'm not taking pity on you, just w-worried i guess" Cat said as she looked on at Clyde, she blushed a bit at his comment while he rose back up onto his feet, "I ain't holding back, It's called...s-s-sportsmanship" Cat said as she kept her gaze on the cowboy.

Cat looked over at the crow a second and then back on Clyde, seeing him charge at her, and spearing her,"Guah!!" Cat yelled out as his shoulder drove into her stomach, as she was forced in though the ropes, falling hard down on her back, on the arena floor.

"W-Worried!? Why Are...--?" Clyde would stammer out, an almost embarrassed and slightly flustered state, a bit curious and confused as to why Cat was worried about him, along with the slight blush that she had on her face, which he may have knocked off once he charged at her at rammed her though the ropes, falling along with her to the arena floor with a sudden *thud* that would emit as Clyde's body hit the arena floor padding, landing just in front of Catelyn.

Staggering up to his knees, Clyde thinks about following up on Cat, but recalls her comment about sportsmanship and frowns a bit, feeling that he reluctantly now owed Cat for her act of kindness. He wanted to make things even between them again and keep the match going without having any lingering thoughts about this sort of thing. Forcing himself up to his feet, Clyde backed away from Cat before getting back into his fighting stance, waiting for her to stand as he stood there with his fists up, catching his breath.

"W-We're even now... Y-Ya got it!?" Clyde would say to Cat, trying his best to sound firm as he returned her act of kindness and let her catch a small break before resuming the battle.

Cat laid on her back, on the arena padding, groaning, for quite a while, before hearing Clyde's voice, she shook her head and began to slowly make her way up, "Eeh...sure" Cat said as she began to make her way up to her knees and then to her feet, rubbing the back of her head and her neck.

"Damn..yeah sure were even." Cat said once again as she moved into her fighting stance, "Dammit, that really hurt" Cat said before she would try to close the distance and move in towards Clyde as fast as she could, she would quickly attempt to send a kick to his gut to double him over, before she would attempt to pull him in a front headlock.

She would wench and squeeze on his head for little while before she would try and grab a hold of Clyde's jeans with her free and, for leverage, before she would attempt to lift him up high into the air, and then fall back throwing herself and Clyde back in a suplex.

Clyde was caught by Cat's sudden kick to his stomach, causing him to double over, slightly stunned, which allowed Cat to snag him into a tight front headlock.

"Ngh!" Clyde would grunt out as Cat wrenched and squeezed at his head, he would grip desperately on her arms as she did this, and intended to try and get out of the hold. But before he could, Cat had already lifted him up and suplex him onto the floor.

"Gahh!!" Clyde would howl in pain as his back arched up. Feeling his lower back surge with agony, still quite sore their as well. Clyde then rolled onto his side as he tried to get up, but would spot a steel chair laying right next to him. Without thinking, Clyde tried to grab the chair and rise up to his knees before desperately trying to swing it at the top of Cat's head.

Cat wasn't taking the suplex all that well either, although probably a bit better than Clyde did, she arched her back up a bit before she would try and roll over onto her stomach and slowly begin to rise to her knees.

"Dammit" Cat said under her breath as she slowly got up her feet, she had landed hard on her back earlier when Clyde tackled her out of the ring, and now she had suplexed him in return, it didn't mean she got away from it pain free.

Cat looked over at Clyde only to see him swing the steel chair against her head, "Aaaagh!" Cat yelled out as the steel chair struck the top of her head, she immediately fell back onto her back,her hands quickly went to hold onto her head, attempting to subdue the pain.