Octagon Cage- MMA vs Pro Wrestling- Ayame vs King

King got an offer for one an interesting match he'll ever be in, for one this match take place not in the ring to be exact, but in a octagon cage where those MMA fighters were put in, and secondly it is actually going to take on a MMA fighter which of course a girl, Ayame Kurosagi. "MMA? Pfft, I'll show her! Pro wrestling is always number one! RAWRRR!" King so pumped up, he couldnt wait to take on this girl and see how good she really is, knowing it will be tough consider he couldnt use the ropes nor turnbuckle, it doesnt exist in the octagon cage, but he'll treat it like a steel cage in the wrestling home. Thinking about being in the cage makes him think back then, was in couple of times and almost getting half-half, win and lost, this time he hoped to beat her and getting the win.

Prepared for his big match, he wearing his signature black evil jaguar mask with boots, black pants with white streaks design on the sides, wrist guards to add more protections, looking good in this and even better when he crush her for the win, proving that pro wrestling is so much better than so called MMA. Heading out from the locker room and out towards to the arena, the people starting to boo out loudly from hearing his music and even louder when he shows up, King roaring out at the obnoxious people and he flipping them off while heading to the octagon, looking at it like a curious feline, the beast King slowly enters the cage and looking all around, it isnt so bad looking but at least he got some 'fresh air' just looking up with no ceiling to completely sealed em off.

Turning around to look out where the entrance is, waiting for Ayame to make her appearances and wanted to check her out, stretching out a bit pumped up while breathing heavily under his mask, grinning a little hidden from the view, King wants to beat this poor gal. "Come on, show yourself!"

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Stepping into the arena, in rather casual clothes. She wore jeans and a plad shirt with a tank top underneath. Ayame was in rather causal attire not really bothering to get to get dressed in her MMA attire just to fight King. Stepping toward the cage, she sped up and jumped over the cage wall with relative ease before landing on her feet. Putting her hands into her jean pockets, she grinned up at king with a whistle.

"You're a big boy aren't ya?" Ayame said her lips forming a grin as she looked up at her foe with a confident demeanor.

Standing in her white sneakers, it was clear Ayame wasn't taking King all that seriously even with his tiger mask and his impressive height and muscular body. It was true Ayame was now a certified Mixed MArtail Artist but, she rarely dressed like one. Finding these clothes far more comfortable. Rotating her shoulder she brought up her hands into a fighting stance as she glared at King with a self righteous smirk.

"Ready when you are big guy..." Ayame said as she bounced back and fourth on her two legs shifting her weight awaiting the bell to ring.

King lookin out for his opponent thinking she'll dress like some MMA fighter like, short and top with padded gloves of some sort, but she she finally show up, she looks like a normal person with casual clothes, he tilted his head and slight frown hidden in his mask, he shrugged at her with his head shook, scoffed at her. "You serious? Heh, guessing you must be confident to take on a beast eh?"

He sure is a big guy just like she said, placing his hands on his hips, cocked his head the other way whether he should take her words as compliment or plain arrogant of her cockiness, either way, this match isn't going to be pretty especially for her and even for him, then again, he is wearing a mask just to avoid showing what's underneath. "Yeah I'm ready..." Leaning forward a bit. "..... Are you ready to turn into a jobber?"

Standing up straight and shaking his hands down beside him, hopping his feet to pumped himself up and once the bell rings, King growled at her as he circles inside the caged octagon where everyone watching the two different kind of fighters. He closing in to stepping down hard trying to feint her and see if she'll back off or not, curious how focus could this Ayame girl can be. "Rah! Heh.... Scared ya?"

"Kmpf..." Ayame said as she made a half smile when he asked her if she was prepared to be turned into a jobber. The mixed martial artist only folded her arms over her chest and only tilted her head slightly to the side as the pro wrestler began to attempt to intimidate her. When the large man began to attempt to scare her, ayame broke out into laughter a little bit before putting up a fighting stance.

"Hahaha... yeah... you totally got me..." Ayame said with a smile as she bounced back and fourth in her fighting stance. "You know you're kind of cute... like a kitty..."

Ayame had a certain fondness for cats and King was no exception as she watched him with her eyes as she moved in and tried to send a powerful inside leg kick to the giant man's inner thigh right above his knee cap. Driving her hard shin bone with all her body weight behind it, Ayame was famous for her kicks and she doubted anyone in Friction or Tension could match them.

"Ngh...." King wasnt happy that his opponent didnt exactly flinched from his attempt of psyching her out, shes a lot more focus than most fighters he have faced, making this match a bit more interesting than he thought of, looking at her with his intense eyes, though hidden behind the mask he growled at her respond for calling him like a 'kitten'. "Grrrrr" **Show you bitch!** Angrily King waiting for the moment the bell rings, he wanted to take her apart!

When both fighters gotten close to one another, he sees her getting into her stance before going for her MMA kick aiming for his leg, he grins and going to let her kick him just to be curious how hard it hurt. "Heh... think you'll hurt me......" His words were cut off and felt the kick, in his mind. **OH SHIT! IS HER BONES MADE OUT OF ROCK OR STEEL OR SOMETIHNG?!** Then his words slips out from his mouth. "GAH! FUCK!"

He tilted to the side after taking that hit, slightly limping that side and couldnt believe that kick was hard, very hard. Gritting from the painful kick, he didnt expected to get hit by a log or something, yet King kind of excited to face someone that could hit hard and not afraid to back down. "Hehe... ugh.... maybe its my turn to show you how hard... I hit!" Using his good leg to pushes his foot down to lunge himself right up to her since she got close to kick him, pulling out his arm closest to her, aiming to swing and pushes her down into his Flying Clothesline, hoping to send her to the mat, the hard way. "RAH!"

"Here's a tip..." Ayame said as she easily avoided the powerful clothesline by ducking her head under King's arm with relative ease. "Don't announce that you're going to attack me..."

She pressed her hands to her face guarding her head as she leaned forward pressing her head towards her opponent's chest and slipped under just like a boxer would. She felt the amount of power behind the arm that flew above her. It certainly was something to behold and would be something Ayame would have to look out for. Driving her fist, she would aim for her opponent's midsection but, more particularly her opponent's kidney trying to torque her body into it before attempting to bury her fist into King's side.

**FUCK!** cursing out loud in his mind but he stay silent, keeping his mouth shut while his clothesline fly right over her head like nothing, it did disappointed him and even she made a good point, annoys the beast pretty much by a bundle, yet its just the start of the match and already she strike one and he got none, growling when she dodges him easily, he needs to be more careful and tries to find some sort of opening when she strikes and maybe, just maybe he could catch her into his own moves.

It didnt take long for King to respond with a loud grunt when his side took a hard hit by her first, right to the kidney, tiling to the side as his body reacts, more like his arm closest to him, aiming to swing it around right after she hit him to the side, she was close enough to him so when he get his arm around, hoping to catches her head under his strong arm, both will be facing each other except her head would be trapped under, King didnt wait for a second and quickly falls back to drives her head to the mat into a DDT. "RAH!"

Ayame grunted as King caught her head into the slam but, the girl would try to slam her fist a few times accurately at the same spot she had hit him earlier. "Ughh!" Ayame grunted as she was swept off her feet and the top of her head hit the octagon floor. Ayame, having experience at AFW, knew what it was like to take a wrestling slam but, she had little experience fighting someone King's size. The resulting momentum was enough to really do some damage to the MMA fighter's head. Ayame would try her use her agility to get away from King as quick as possible as well as onto her feet.

King side was hurting so much after he catches her head under his arm, the punches she delivered hitting the side where the kidney are, grunting strike after strike until finally, the beast falls backward to slammed her head onto the mat inside the octagon cage ring, the impact made the ring vibrates and the echoing sounds as well, hearing her grunted from the slam which King laying there beside her and slowly sitting up, covering his side as the bruises starting to appear. "Damn... ugh..."

He was surprised how hard she can hit but once she got caught into his hold, things could turn around for his favor, but right now, he needs to keep her down as much as he can. Grunting while turning to his side to see her, noticing she starting to move away from him, scrambling away that is, King tries to hold the pain back in and reaching out for her ankles to make sure shes facing down, hopefully he could cross it over each other and weighting down on top while looking at her back before reaching for her shirt, pulling it back. "Nrrrahhh!"

Ayame grunted as her opponent crossed her ankles as she couldnt' quite escape from King. She struggled violently as she let out a cry of agony as her opponent put pressure on her back. She hissed as King pulled on the back of her shit causing her to arch even more increasing the torque put into the submission. Ayame struggled as she tried to think her way out of this terrible position. Her foe was stronger than her so simply forcing her way out would prove to reap very low chances of success and would wear her out in the process.

"Aghhh!" Rei cried with one eye open as she had no choice but, to wait for her opponent to give her an opening.