Hardcore Hell: Clyde Gastin Vs. Terra Firth (Complete)

Hardcore Match
No Disqualifications. Falls Count Anywhere
Win By Pinfall or Submission.

Walking down the hallways of the backstage area with a can of soda that he had just finished guzzling down, Clyde Gastin would make his way towards the entrance ramp, ready to get his next match going under way with 'Terrible' Terra Firth, a violent young woman who absolutely destroyed two other wrestlers in Tension with very destructive results. And while most men in the league may fear Terra, Clyde wasn't about to back-down. If he lost, he was going to lose giving Terra as much hell as possible in that ring.

His wounds having healed following the recent shooting and beating at the hands of The Gatt Attack, Clyde was hellbent on showing the world that he wasn't a pushover and that he was in a far different league than the other guys in Tension who had fallen to Terra. Lobo and Dominic Tyson were weak in Clyde's eyes, they didn't have something to fight for like he did. Clyde had an enormous hospital bill, and if he hoped to pay it off and get on with the life he planned for himself and his Fiancee, Heather Sunderland; Clyde had to give it all he had and then some to defeat Terra, no matter the cost.

[url=http://www.4shared.com/audio/M0BMVi9b/Nothin_To_Lose.html:35chgx7j]"Nothin' To Lose" by Rebel Meets Rebel[/url:35chgx7j] would begin to play as white smoke began to cover the entrance stage, Clyde remaining in the shadows of the entrance stage until the song fully kicked in, prompting Clyde to emerge from the smoke, wearing his brown cowboy hat and tan trench coat over his usual wrestling attire of a White T-Shirt, Blue Jeans, Brown Gauntlets and brown boots, making his way down to the ring, being greeted by a wave of cheers for the Texan who had endured so much hell these past few months, now ready to get back in the ring and make his money.

Clyde would then run up to the ring and slide inside, marching his way to his corner, climbing it, and sitting on the top ring post as he waited for his opponent to arrive.

Soon after the arrival of Clyde Gastin the crowd would be greeted by the loud metal music of his opponant. From out of the backstage arena came the wrestler who people have taken to calling the Hardcore Hellcat. It was Terra Firth they were refering to, and she had just arrived. "WOOHOO!! Who's ready to see some blood spill?!" Terra shouted from the top of the ramp, earning her some very loud cheers throughout the audience. She wore her usual pre-match outfit, a long and fluffy purple coat underneath which was the outfit she fought in. There was a grin on her face, showing her eagerness at the idea of destroying another male opponant. She didn't get many of them since displaying what she could do. Now they were throwing her another one. Hey, it was not like she was complaining.

With a spring in her step Terra would make her way to the ring, skipping and bouncing with excitement. The fans reached out to touch her and she indulged many but keft many wanting. She'd then slide under the ropes to enter the ring, and after throwing her arms up to the crowd she would shed her purple coat, revealing her wrestling outfit, which consisted of black sports bra, black shorts and fishnet stockings, as well as wrestling pads on her elbows and arms. Throwing the coat into her corner, she would turn to look at her new victim, Clyde Gastin.

"So you're the guy I get to make bleed today?" she asked, grinning a cat-like grin. "Pretty cute face. Too bad I have to mess it up!"

Clyde would remaining grinning the entire time he watched Terra make her way down towards the ring, cracking his knuckles as he saw the hardcore hellcat make her way down with that eager grin of hers, no doubt because she was so set on drawing blood from her opponent tonight. Clyde couldn't deny that he himself was actually exited about this match simply because very few men had the guts to take on Terra. Clyde wasn't afraid of her though, he welcomed her presence.

Looking Terra up and down as he watched her toss away her coat, Clyde would note that Terra was indeed attractive, but he was well aware of how crazy and sadistic she could get in the ring. To be so bubbly about the violence she was going to inflict, Clyde hated to admit it but he didn't mind watching someone like Terra on T.V. destroy her opponent... At least until he was her opponent.

Hearing her first statement, Clyde would grin as Terra addressed him as her victim practically, not saying anything for a moment before he prepared a comeback to statement. "Yeah? Well..." And then Terra cut him off with her next couple of words. "Pretty cute face. Too bad I have to mess it up!" She would say, causing Clyde's words to halt as his eyes widened a bit for a moment, nearly falling off the ring post as result, being caught off guard a little bit since he honestly didn't expect Terra to make that remark after hearing so many stories about her violent nature, not taking into account what her actual personality was.

"...W-Wait what!?" Clyde would say as he caught himself on the top ropes before throwing himself back onto the ring canvas. "*Ahem* .....Yeah well... I could say the same to you! Ha!" Clyde would declare to Terra with his fist raised to her before he discarded his hat and trenchcoat and threw them down onto the arena floor.

"Dammit I had a really good openin' insult and then she messed me up... I ain't cute!" Clyde thought to himself as he cliched his fists tightly, hellbent on defeating Terra. Knowing that accomplishing such a thing would show the world that he was no joke, wanting to impress Heather and show Zero that wasn't just a joker and that he was capable of so much more... Like Kicking Terra's Round Lil' Ass!

Terra blinked when Clyde suddenly became quite flustered, giving back some half-hearted comeback in response. Is it because she said he was cute? She didn't really mean anything by it. None the less, Terra grinned mischievously. Maybe she could use this boy's shyness to her advantage.

"No, I'm serious!" Terra would say in the most sincerest voice she could manage and would step up to Clyde after he shed his clothes. "You're a pretty good looking guy. You're big, you're strong." If Terra got close enough she would reach her hand up to gently stroke Clyde's face, rubbing the skin gently . "You're handsome," she whispered seductively, smiling at him.

Then her eyes would turn to feral slits, and her smile turned manicale right before she would rocket her knee up right into Clyde's crotch. "And you're gullible!" she would laugh if it hit.

Part of Clyde's problem was that he honestly didn't expect those words from Terra, let alone that he himself never was thought he was cute at all, and the fact that Terra was using this little moment to her advantage only spelled more trouble for Clyde as Terra made it sound like her words were the truth, complementing his looks further which seemed to be working until Terra's words seemed to go a little far past the intended range when she called him big and strong, something that even Clyde knew was quite false, prompting Clyde to reach up and grab Terra's hand to stop her once she went for his face, already knowing she was doing. "Now hold on, Lady..."

But that wouldn't stop her from nailing the Texan right between the legs with her knee, causing him to let out a gasping, silent yelp as he cupped his family jewels. "G-Goddamit..." Clyde would let out once he realized that he had let Terra get the better of him already and if he didn't do something quick he was going to be eaten alive, prompting Clyde to try and deliver a swift headbutt to the bridge of Terra's nose as he tried to fight through the pain.

Either way, the damage she inflicted would be enough to down Clyde and if he didn't connect with the headbutt, he was going to fall down right in front of Terra on his stomach. But if he did manage to hit her, he was going to fall back against the ropes behind him.

"Typical man!" Terra howled with laughter after nailing Clyde with her dirty low blow, one which she was quite proud of. "Always thinking with their dicks! So I thought I'd take the little guy out of this fi - UGGH!!" Terra's head would suddenly snap back after taking a surprising headbutt from her new opponant Clyde, causing her to stuble back a few steps clucthing her nose. Soon though, she would remove her hands, and found that there was some blood on them.

"Well, look at the tough guy," Terra would snicker, wipingher nose of anymore blood. She was going to enjoy putting Clyde in the emergency ward. He could say high to the other two guys she had put there.

While Clyde was on the ropes Terra would rush forward at him, trying to nail him with a clothesline that will take him right up and over the ropes so he lands outside the ring. Somewhere inbetween all this the bell would ring, officially getting this match underway.

"I'm so stupid! No better than the rest!" Clyde would think to himself just as he fell against the ropes behind him after delivering a swift headbutt to Terra that drew blood, hearing her words that made the Texan clinch his teeth tightly while he held onto his sore package, happy to have made Terra shut her mouth but in the end he knew she was right. In the end he was just a typical man. But Clyde wasn't about to just bow down and lose to Terra like some weakling. If he was going to check into the hospital he was going to bring Terra with him and send her down to the losers wing. He just hoped he could pull it off.

Looking up at Terra, Clyde would brace for impact as he saw her charging towards him before her arm connected with the upper part of his chest to send him flipping over the top ropes and down onto the arena, falling onto his side before flopping onto his stomach right in front of the announcers table.

"Dammit... Gotta move..." Clyde thought to himself as he tried to scramble away from the ring and get back on his feet, hearing the bell ring at that moment, giving him an idea as he slowly crawled towards the ring bell to the side of the announcers table.

"Haha! Down you go!" Terra laughed as Clyde tumbled over the ropes to land in a heap outside the ring. Clyde may have drawn first blood, a privledge that Terra usually reserved for herself, but he was nowhere as brutal as her. She broke bones, smashed faces and put guys in comas. She would let CLyde know just who he had gotten into the ring with today.

Terra would soon leap out over the ropes to land neatly on her feet, grining as she moved on Clyde, watching with amusement as she tried to crawl to the announcers table. She would help him there by reaching down to grab a handful of his hair, pull him up by it, and attempt tp slam his face into the table. "Like the taste of table, loser?" She sneered, keeping Clyde's face pressed against the table aftwards.

As Clyde crawled closer towards the announcers table, he would suddenly feel Terra's hand roughly pulling him up by his shaggy blonde hair, causing the Texan to wince slightly while gritting down on his teeth to fight through the pain. His eyes remaining fixated on the ring bell not too far from the edge of the announcers table that Terra would swiftly ram Clyde's face down upon.

"Ugh!!"Clyde would let out as his face was slammed onto the table, hearing Terra's mocking words as she kept his face pressed down against the table, not able to see much now that he was facing the announcers table. Still, Clyde would move his hands forth and search for what he intended to grab, moving his arms about hastily until his hands found the ring bell that he would quickly grasp onto.

"...Taste's like shit..." Clyde would mutter out to Terra with a bitter scowl before he lifted up the ring bell over his head and attempted to fiercely smash it upon the top of Terra's skull as she stood over him, hoping that the hard and heavy impact from the metal ring bell would deal some big damage to Terra and get her to release the Texan.

Terra would grin evilly as she ground Clyde's head into the table, a fistful of his dirty blond hair to help her do so. It was a humiliating position for him to be in, which is why she kept him there. It almost looked like that she was shaking him down for money or something. "I can't bleive you actual fell for the nice-girl act," Terra snickered, gripping his hair tighter in her hand. "You really are just a biG dumb Yankee!"

But Clyde was apparently smarter than he looked, and before Terra could say 'uh oh' the ring bell slammed into the top of her skull. "GAAAAHHH!!!" Terra screamed, the bell actually sounding off after it bounced off her head. But the bells were actually ringing in her head now, and she'd stumble back from Clyde clutching her head, completely cught off guard by that hit.