An experience to remember!! Drake vs Adriana and Mariana!!

Handicap match

2 vs 1

Victor by KO, pin or submisssion.
"Hey sis! We got our match up!!" Adriana high fived her sister as they stood behind the stage. They were excited, it had been a long time since their last match, and now they were given not just a match up, but rather a handicap match. Something they were sure that they were going to win.

Both of them were dressed in a similiar fassion two piece bikini. One red, one blue. They nodded as they stepped out onto the walkway. The theme 'Vanishing mirage' started as they made their way into the ring. The crowd wowing whistling as they did so.

Together the climbed into the ring, where they awaited their opponent. This guy won't even know what hit him.

They stood side by side, facing the walkway, awaiting their next opponent. "Hey come on out already!!" Mariana shouted, she was raring to go.

Smoke would creep from the back stage down the ramp as the light dimmed. A soft choir like music would open up as "Devil's Never Cry" played as Drake waited behind stage wearing a black muscle shirt and a silkish pair of shorts along with black combat boots. He closed his eyes and meditated a little as he concentrated on the match at hand. Once the Music picked up his felt energy surge through his body and pump him up as he pulled his messy jet black hair from his face staring forward with his deep blue hazel eyes. As the music switched into a metal beat, blaring over Mariana's screaming, he darted forward running at top speed out to the stage.

As soon as he got close enough he jumped up grabbing onto the ropes as he bounced up and down with no hands hearing the crowd cheer for the newer wrestler. Once he was done he would hop into the ring and bow respectably to his opponents. He would move back into a defensive stance after he loosened up cracking the joints from his neck, all through out his back and finishing with his knuckles. He would watch the two standing side by side as he thought to himself, "This is going to be one hell of a match."

He felt a little nervous and intimidated fighting two on one, back when he use to fight on the streets this would've been great because he could use them against each other, but he was fighting two women and professional wrestlers at that. He knew he would have to be careful as he tried to keep his sights on both of them at all times finding it harder to watch both of their shoulders at the same time to keep up with any movements they made. "Sorry to keep you both waiting... Let's have a good match." He would wait patiently for their response as well as their first move.

"Oh yes, let's have a wonderful match." Mariana smirked as she stepped aside from her sister. Together the two of them backed away from each other. The two of them then stepped forth, and made a triangle formation with the two of them facing Drake.

"Do try and last long enough for us to have fun. And don't treat us lightly because we're girls, I assure you, we've kicked quite a number of guys ass because of it. At the very least my boyfriend treats me well enough to have me seriously." Adriana smirked at him as well.

Mariana frowns a bit as she looked at her sister. "Don't you mean our?" She askes her. Adriana just laughs. "Oh sorry..."
By then, the bell rang, and the two ran forth instantly, Mariana starting off by aiming a hard punch to his face, while Adriana aims a kick to his mid section, so as to trap him in a high low combination.

Drake watched them as they spoke, listening to what they had to say. He payed attention to the two beauties listening as they have their small debate over a man before they attempted to trap him in a triangle formation. Drake felt relieved he read up about the two before their match giving himself the kind of information he would need to stand a chance. All he could do is keep himself focused and let his body make the right fluid movements.

Drake wasn't one to be taken lightly either, he felt his heart speed up as they charged him for the attack. He felt calm despite the adrenaline flowing into him, he had encountered fights in numbers before and just had to pick apart their ability to sync with each other. He would attempt to react fast and leap back, while leading Mariana's fist into her sisters rib cage with his left hand. At the same time trying to use his right hand to push Adriana's foot towards Mariana. He couldn't be sure he could escape their attack, let alone succeed in his counter. Even though he was against hitting women he could at least try to use them against themselves.

As it turns out, Drake did have some skill, and that was the way they liked it. Still having partners fighting together, it was a problem at times for the two, as the person might find ways to redirect their attacks towards one another, even if it was rare.

But succeed he did, Adriana's feet did indeed hit her sisters face, and she stumbled back a bit surprise, but Adriana wasn't finished yet. He may have countered her sister's attack, but her's wasn't done.

She quickly leapt up and swung her other leg towards Drake's head. She knows that her back will hit the ground hard, but it was going to be worth scoring a hard hit to him.

Confidence filled him as he countered their attack. He watched his handy work not wanting to take too long and get arrogant while they collided with each other. He began to think to himself he stood a chance if he could keep this up. Watching carefully for their next move, he would only hope to be that lucky twice as Mariana fell back. He knew it wasn't over but he couldn't predict Adriana's next move.

Drake was shocked to find Adriana leap up and go for a second kick ignoring her sister. He wouldn't be able to do much to get out of the way as panic filled him. Trying the only thing he could think of he rushed towards her to get inside of the kick. Drake knew if he could get inside it would soften the blow to his shoulder and save his face. This wasn't good either though because now he was brought in closer to her with her leg on top of his shoulder. This next second would tell if he was doomed to take the blow to the face or be trapped in a possibly worse situation.

Adriana fell hard on her back, but regardless she kept focus, she sees her legs on top of his shoulders and realizes that he's lying down in front of her. quickly she spins around and tries to get onto his back, so as to get into postion to put him in a camel crutch. Her gambled paid off, but that was most likely to work, after all, most people let their guard down after they get in a counter attack, and it seems that he was no different.
If he hadn't dropped his guard, she would have been the one that would be open for an attack, but he did, and now he was going to pay the price.

Mariana recover immediately runs towards her sister and spins around her. If she was able to get behind her, she would drop on Drake's back so as to join her sister, but she in turn would put him in a bostion crab.

"How you doing there Drake?"

"Have you ever wondered how far you can stretch?

"Let's find out shall we?" The two giggled and laughed as they placed Drake in a double submission.

"Ughhh!!!" Drake winced as he felt pain surge through his body being stretched from both sides. He began to ask himself what the hell he was he thinking with trying to charge in so recklessly after the counter attack. He cursed himself for letting his guard drop, being caught in such a helpless position as his confidence sank a little. Hearing the women taunting him did help to refuel his spirits a little as now he was bent on revenge.

He tried his best to roll onto his side while putting as much strength in his legs as he could to force them down. He felt rage and pain which made him determined to get out of this so he could make them pay. He didn't know what he was going to do if he could get his legs down to the mat again, but he knew what he would do if he could roll them onto his side. He had to clear his head and stop thinking for a moment to put his full focus into getting his body free from their clutches.

"Ahh...!" Mariana winced as Drake pulled his legg free from her grasp, and rolled over, or rather tried to roll. Still the vibration from his sudden move off balance Adriana, and she nearly lost her grasp. But thankfully, she managed to stop him from rolling, but her hands was hurt minorly by it.

"Ah, so you want to play huh?" She asks as she gets off him and pulls him up by his head. She whips him to the ropes where she and her sister then ran off to the other side and bounce of the ropes and ran towards him, attempting to give him a double clothesline. They were determined to make Drake pay for his insolence, he should have taken his punishment properly, but now they decided, perhaps they'll beat him down first before toying with him.

If Drake were to dodge underneath the clothesline, they would keep running to the ropes to bounce off and aim a double drop kick to his chest or face then.

Drake felt as if he was making progress, but they had him despite his attempts at escape. Painfully he was dragged up by his head listening to them as he could only think to himself, "What are they gonna do now?" He felt humiliated as the two women dragged him up by his head taunting him as he begins to feel strong pull. Suddenly he is thrown against the ropes just before catching a glimpse of them both charging at him for a clothesline.

A terrible feeling sank deep within Drake. He did not under any circumstance enjoy hitting women but they were leaving him with little choice. In his head he tried his best to resolve his conflict knowing if he wanted to win he would have to do something more than just let them play with him. Deciding he had to do what he had to, he realized they made a huge mistake. They made an error in judgment forgetting about Drake's size and strength. Drake went with the Irish whip letting his body pick up momentum. From there he would come barreling down after the two while they bounced from the opposite ropes. Keeping his arms stretched out fiercely he would only duck slightly under their arms to let his own swing out aiming for their stomaches to knock the wind out of them.