Megumi Mutoh Vs. Heather Sunderland

Standard Match

Win by Pin, Submission, or KO

Megumi stood backstage, not quite fully dressed yet, stretching herself out and warming up for the big match. She was glad to finally be back in the ring; after undergoing a tough secret training regimen to fully get back in shape after regaining the tag team belts, Megumi had never felt more confident. She wanted something special that she felt she had lost after becoming an idol, the strength needed to win. Long ago Megumi was champion material; they called her "the genius" back when she was just a rookie because of her surprising technical skill, even though she had been training from a young age and had tons of experience. But then Chigusa came, and Megumi got sidetracked. They became famous together and champions together, but unlike before Megumi found herself slowly slipping away, her desire to become the best slowly disappearing as it was replaced by glitzy fame. That all changed after this training. For the first time in a long time, Megumi felt fully in control. She was finally comfortable being two things at once, and those things she thought were so separate were finally becoming one.

And now this match was going to be the test. Megumi picked up the one piece dress she wore into fights and slipped it on, putting on the buckles and zipping it up from behind. She bounced a little on her feet. Blood rushed through her body; she felt fully alive! She was excited to do this, giddy even. It was the first time she was truly comfortable with giving a performance and putting on a show.

The last preparations were complete. The stage was set. The crowd spoke in hushed whispers. Two lights came online, shining down from the ceiling. As the intro to her entrance [url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0FofBGvUi6g&feature=related:yx1atud3]song[/url:yx1atud3] played, Megumi stepped out onto the stage, the two lights following her as she walked onto the center of the stage. Right on cue, the rest of the lights burst on as Megumi began to sing, putting on an immense visual show as Megumi provided the audio. Megumi really put her heart into it, and the crowd noticed how she was different from before, more comfortable in a way. As the song wound down, Megumi took off at a run, jumping upwards over the top ropes into the ring, while the crowd burst out into applause.

"Thank you everyone!" Megumi said, bowing low. She straightened up and turned to face the opposite entrance, where her opponent was coming in, changing from idol to fighter smoothly. Her first performance was over, but the show had just begun.

Being on such a roll lately in the AFW, gaining the contract to challenge the AFW champion when she wanted, and getting a few nice victories under her belt, Heather Sunderland found that she was making a name for herself quickly in Friction. With the match that she was told that she was going to compete against, she would be elated to find that she could prove herself against a girl who had made quite the name for herself as well, being one half of the tag team champions. It was quite the opportunity for Heather to prove she can hold her own against people of championship caliber.

Looking at herself in a mirror backstage, Heather would fasten her black bikini top on before throwing her purple dress over it, left open on top of the black baggy pants and black boots that she always wore. Taking one long look at herself, she would grin widely before taking a deep breath, looking to her right to pick up the briefcase she had that held the contract in it before she would walk out of the locker room area.

She would make her way down the halls, hearing the music that was playing throughout the arena. It was something that she knew her opponent had a reputation of doing, going out there and singing before the match, but hearing it happen before she came out irked Heather a little. She gripped the handle on her briefcase tightly as she shook her head, looking over at one of the stage crew members. "I could totally go out there and do that too.." She would say to him, paying no real attention to his reaction before she would tap her foot, waiting for her cue.

When it was finally given to her, the lights would dim down to almost complete black as [url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kn-hZhuV9Sc:16eoaf9b]"Outcry" by Dream Theater[/url:16eoaf9b] would begin to play over the speakers. As the instruments kicked in on the song, the lights would turn a blue tint, timed with the song as green laser lights shot out from the stage area. Heather would step out, met with her usual mixed reaction as she had that telling grin on her face. She would make her way down the ramp, wasting no time as she would slide into the ring.

She would take a good glance over at Megumi, studying her a bit as her music would slowly die down and the lights would turn to normal. She would look over at the ref before looking down at the briefcase she held in her hand. Bringing it up, she would grasp it with both hands and kiss the casing before she would hand it over to one of the crew members, turning her attention back over to Megumi.

"...Some show you put on. Don't think that's going to help you in the ring though. My moveset can put on just as good a show as you just did, maybe even better.." Heather would say, stepping a bit closer to the center of the ring. "Name is Heather Sunderland by the way. Figure I'll at least give you that before I win."

Megumi knew who Heather was. She had seen a few of her matches, both in passing and as homework, and she knew that the girl was about as tough as the girls in AFW got. With a shot at the title, and an impressive record, Heather could call herself one of the elites and nobody would dispute that unless they were just stubborn. But Megumi was the stubborn type. If Heather was an elite, than so was she, or so she thought.

After Heather spoke, Megumi didn't respond immediately. She took a moment to look her opponent up and down, as if sizing her up. Heather was extremely pretty in the dangerous kind of way, her face was cold and her gaze showed no lack of contempt. Perhaps it was because Megumi was an idol wrestler that Heather looked down on her even more than against her regular opponents. That didn't matter to Megumi. "Let her think she's better," Megumi thought, "It'll just make her overconfident. That will be her downfall."

Megumi stepped in as well, standing as straight as she could to be imposing even though she and Heather were the same height. If there was one thing that was useful from being an idol, it was the stage presence they all had. Megumi could look much taller and more imposing just by shifting her posture a little bit, like she did now. "That show was just for the crowd," Megumi said, "I'll give you a performance the likes of which you've never seen before." She held out her hand. "Megumi Mutoh," she said, "I hope we have a good match!"

It was true that Heather had a preconceived vision about Megumi before they had come into this match. Her idol persona was one that she couldn't stand, and although the girl wasn't as fully like that as some others, Heather still disliked the whole concept. In her mind, wrestling was about pure fighting in the ring and the flashyness for the crowd can be done in showing off ones talent in performing moves. The whole image of a 'star' that she inside felt that Megumi represented was something Heather couldn't stand, though in reality, she had quite the unfair view on it, not really knowing much of the girl and how she really is.

She would narrow her eyes at the girl a bit as she would adjust her posture, putting on that intimidating stance that she seemed to have developed. Standing her ground, she would listen as Megumi would finally respond to her, causing her to grin slightly at her words. "Is that right? Well we'll see then. Don't think you won't get the same out of me."

She would watch as the girl held out her hand, staring at it a second before she would shrug her shoulders, deciding to indeed shake her hand. Giving it a good grip, she would keep her sights on the girl's eyes, nodding her head at her words about it being a good match before she would go to release the handshake if Megumi let her, taking a step back as she would wait for the bell to ring to signify the beginning of the match.

Megumi gripped Heather's hand tightly as well. "See that you don't disappoint," she said softly, before releasing Heather and heading back to her corner. She bounced a little bit more on her feet, waiting for the bell to ring. Megumi wasn't nervous, but she felt a little apprehensive. Heather was going to be tough to take down.

The bell rang and Megumi quickly spun around to face Heather. She moved quickly, stepping out of her corner and moving forward, but staying just out of Heather's reach. Her arms were up in a fighting stance. Megumi took a short breath, her eyes focusing on Heather. She wasn't going to make the first move. She wasn't so confident, or stupid, to think that it would get through. No, she needed to see how Heather would fight first, and whether Heather would be so confident as to come in and attack right off the bat.

"Come on Heather," Megumi whispered, "Come at me."

As the handshake broke, Heather would take a couple more steps back, getting some good distance between her and Megumi. Unlike her, Heather had a plan in her mind of the first attack that she was going to hit the girl with. Her confidence was through the roof that she would be able to claim the dominant position in the match right away and bracing herself in her own little stance, she would get herself ready.

Grinning wide, Heather would keep her eyes on Megumi as she heard the bell ring. Usually she would jet out right at the sound, but instead she would remain standing there for a while, watching Megumi with that same expression on her face.

After a few seconds though, Heather would kick off her position and charge straight towards Megumi. She would play off as if she was going to collide with her, but at the last second she would attempt to spin around on her feet, trying to slip past Megumi and head towards the ropes, trying to leap onto them before attempting to springboard off, trying to hit the standing girl with a moonsault.

Megumi saw that Heather wasn't rushing in, but rather was just standing there for a few moments staring at Megumi as if trying to psyche her out. Megumi wasn't fazed. She kept her gaze even on Heather's body, making sure to keep herself ready for anything Heather would throw at her. Then Heather's attack came. The girl rushed jn quickly, while Megumi jumped aside and spun around. But Heather ran past her and hit the ropes, performing a feat if high flying that even Chigusa would find hard to pull off. It impressed Megumi, but didn't scare her one bit.

Megumi bent her knees, stepping one foot back. She wasn't going to dodge. No, she was going to show this cocky girl just what she was going up against! To use a moonsault this early in the match was suicide, and Megumi was going to show Heather that. As Heather flipped over backwards, Megumi quickly stepped back just a little bit so the bulk of Heather's weight wouldn't hit her head on, while her arms shot forward. Heather hit her hard, making Megumi grunt out in pain, but she didn't go down. Rather, Megumi stayed standing, her arms looping around Heather's waist and catching her in a tight hug while she was upside down!

"That wasn't very smart Heather," Megumi said menacingly, "You're overconfident!" With that, Megumi fell to her knees, aiming to drop Heather in a devastating tombstone piledriver!

Starting the match out in what Heather thought was a big way, she was looking to get the most enjoyment out of it as possible. She would grin even wider as she was able to slip past Megumi before she would leap onto the ropes for the springboard. Coming off the ropes, she would feel the rush of air and adrenaline that she loved so much, closing her eyes as she just waited for the collision with Megumi to clarify that she hit the move.

However, what happened next was definitely something that she didn't expect. She would feel the collision, hearing the girl grunt in pain, but instead of finding herself on the ground, she would find herself suspended above the mat as Megumi had caught hold of her, keeping her in that position. Heather's eyes would widen as she shook her head in disbelief. "Wh...What??? Y-you.." Heather would let out, completely surprised as she heard Megumi's words before she would get the feeling of coming crashing down.

With her head rammed into the mat with the piledriver, her body would shake with the impact, dropping to her back if Megumi would release her after hitting it. Heather's head was spinning from the move, having received quite the painful move right from the start.

After landing that piledriver, Megumi released Heather and fell back, sitting down and letting out a huff. That had taken more out of her than she imagined, catching Heather. But she had the consolation that Heather was feeling far worse right now, and it felt good. Megumi quickly regained her air and moved in to press her advantage. She wasn't about to let Heather off easy, especially with how cocky the girl seemed.

Megumi came in from behind and grabbed Heather by her long hair, yanking her up and quickly applying a headlock if she didn't fight back. Megumi would squeeze pretty hard, trying to choke Heather out early in this match. "I suggest you take this fight seriously Heather-san," Megumi said, "Otherwise I think it's going to hurt a lot for you."

Heather could feel a shaken sensation going through her body continuously after getting slammed with that piledriver maneuver. Landing directly on her head, even if it was just the beginning of the match, had quite the devastating effect. It wasn't the kind of move that one could take too many of and keep coming back strong. Heather had to hit something back on Megumi to even it out, but it wasn't looking good for her at the moment.

Just as she was pushing to get herself up, she would feel the girl grab at her hair, causing her to let out a little groan of pain as she yanked her up, locking her in the headlock. "Gh..Shut up." Heather would say as she grit her teeth, trying to withstand the pressure of the headlock. She would bring one hand up, pulling at the girl's wrist as much as she could to try and loosen the hold, while she would throw her other arm back, trying to send her elbow at the girl, trying to break it.