Hardcore Bird Match: Deathbird vs. Anja the Raven

Match Type: Hardcore NO DQ, no Countout. Win by pin, KO or submission

The lights went off and the arena got only faintly lit. Red, crow shaped lights appeared, dancing over the audience, the ring and the way to the ring. The titantron showed a flock of crows, perching and screaming while two little girls hold hands and run through a deserted park with autumn colored leafs falling around them.
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started to play while she stepped through the curtain. All red raven lights disappeared but one, and that one that was left illuminated Anja the Raven on her way to the ring. She entered the ring, performing a little industrial dance for her own enjoyment and for warm up while still under the red light of the Raven until the music of her opponent would start to play. If her taste of music met the taste of the audience was of no concern to Anja, never had been.

(BTW, what exactly is Anja wearing for this kind of match?)

Suddenly, a loud sound like an eagle shrieking filled the entire stadium and the crowd was terrified. Then, an explosion of black smoke came from 5 feet close to the ring. Once it was clear, Paramore's "Misery Business" began to play and there stood a girl with dark purple and black hair. Her clothing consisted of a dark shining purple sleeveless zippered suit with the collars covering the bottom of her face, long black fingerless gloves, and black army boots.

As she was walking along, she noticed that the men were all looking at her in awe of her beauty. She responded by giving an innocent look in her eyes and a seductive kiss to make them swoon and fall before her. Inside though, she is a sadistic, bad-tempered, and revengeful woman who would do anything to get what she wants, even if it means getting the men out of the way. She then jumped and kept her balance on the top rope before doing a double axle flip into the ring and gave out a loud screech that can reach 3 feet at the audience.

Deathbird would then look at Anja with her reddish eyes and had an evil smile on her face.

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Anja's ring attire was a short, black hot pants, a belly-free top and wrestling boots covered with red ravens, without zippers or buttons, now better visible in the full light of a wrestling arena. Her old attire had pink ravens instead of black, but her new road agent had replaced them with red ones, even more fitting in her mind.

Her opponent was obviously also a woman with a bird type, even her name implied it. Maybe the AFW higher ups had a lat bird flapping match in mind when they set this up. Maybe not. The girl had an evil, bitchy smile on her face, and had found the right person for such a behavior in Anja.
"Hey, you're a gymnast. Wow."
she commented sarcastically.

Deathbird would look over to Anja and can see that she too went with the character of a fearsome bird. However, she feels that she has the better superiority over the other girl and she has the intention to prove it. When Anja sarcastically commented on her being a gymnast, Deathbird would just smile and walk to her right side. "And you are a live walking feather duster. Huh, that's convenient." she retorted back as she walked to her corner.

Her calm demeanor took a sore spot for a moment.
"Ravens. They're Ravens. Ever seen a Raven dust panel? And what's a Deathbird anyway?"
Strange enough, Anja was quite sensitive when her ravens were talked down. A flock of ravens was her only relief in her childhood before she had met Natalia the Dream, and if she cared about anything beside Natalia, Tsumi and Inoue, it were ravens. She had even thought about purchasing a tame raven or a young specimen from her new found source of income, but had decided against it and just looked for suitable trees in the surrounding of Natalia's apartment and spied for some of te birds to simply watch them.

Deathbird would reply, "Of course, Anja, they're ravens. It's not hard to tell any difference." She would then stop in her tracks just halfway between her corner and Anja. "What is a Deathbird, you ask?" She would slowly turn around and would smile. "Why, my dear Anja, I am the Deathbird. I set myself apart from all other birds. I am not a creature, only a killer. I love the taste of blood and I expect no less of you than the others before. And as soon as I'm done with you, I'll put you up like a scarecrow and let the birds feed on your flesh."

With that, she would walk to her corner and wait for the match to begin.

"Now we're talking in a language I understand."
It was only a metaphorical name, but Anja was also no Raven so that was of no concern in the end. The blonde had quite a history with killers, although the most of them were now either in prison, had been put subjects in a death-row and were still there in their cells to rot or had disappeared. Fitting but really cruel.

When the bell rang, Anja came in motion and immediately tried to put pressure on her opponent with a flurry of blows to the torso, relying on her ability to absorb damage and trade pain for gain.

The bell rang and Deathbird would immediately go into her fighting stance as she would face against Anja. Immediately, Anja would go for a series of blows aimed for her body, and Deathbird found herself trying to block every hit that came at her. She took a few hits to her body, but that was only the beginning of the match.

Wanting to be even with her opponent and not remain the punching bag, Deathbird would attempt to grab Anja's punches with her opposite arms (left grabbing right and right grabbing left) and cross them. If this worked, she would try for a headbutt before a straight kick to her stomach.

Her initial attack scored some success, but her opponent showed that she was either used to this type of combat or no pushover in general by grabbing her legs and beaning her with a head-butt and a kick to the stomach which made her head tilt around like a flipper ball.

"...Uuhn!..."
she spat into the face of her opponent as soon as the ringing in her brain stopped, grabbing with her hands at the arms of Deathbird to let herself fall back and roll backwards with her opponent after putting her feet at her stomach to flip Deathbird hard on the mat.

Deathbird's moves had worked perfectly, but she didn't expect Anja to spit her in her face. Personally, she didn't care for it, but she was caught by surprise as her opponent grabbed her arms and was on top of her feet as Anja rolled backwards and flipped her forwards. "WoAAAHHHOWW!" she screamed out as she was sent flying before falling down flat on her stomach. "OOF!" Looking back and trying to get up quickly, she would smirk and say, "Oh, getting serious huh? Good, keep it up."