Rika Smart vs Mindy Priest

Standard Match
Winner by Pinfall, Submission, or Knockout



The arena was abuzz tonight in the AFW stadium because it one of the league's most venerable firecrackers would be returning after a bit of a hiatus. The return of the Gatt Attack had spread through the league like wildfire, their business on the road apparently concluded. Viewers and competitors alike did not know what this meant, only that the peaceful days of the AFW were soon to be over. Soon the music of the first fighter would bare up, and everyone would cheer loudly and enthusiastically as Rika Smart came strutting out from backstage.

"Hell yeah! Good to be back!!!" the young brawler shouted, standing at the top of the ramp and pumping her fist into the air, which earned her a great many cheers from her old fans. Rika grinned widely as she heard them. SHe had missed the feeling of being cheered by such a large audience. She would make sure to give them a show tonight by beating the hell out of the girl they set her up against. She was dressed up in her usual ring outfit, which could also be called her street clothes. She wore simple white top with orange shorts, and a loose skull-patterned necktie hung from her neck. Tipping her baseball cap with the same pattern upon it, Rika grinned and made her way to the ring. As she made her way down the ramp Rika made sure to slap some hands along the way, even blew a few playful kisses, a wide smile on her face the whole time. Boy, it felt good to be back!

Upon reaching the ring Rika would rush in an slide under the bottom ropes before reaching the ring center, raising her hand to flash the symbol of the devil, which garnered a loud cheer from the crowd. Rika grinned before she would head to her corner, and once there she would rest against it before she would reach into her pocket and pull out a pair of fingerless gloves. She slipped them on each of her hands, all the while keeping her eyes on the entrance ramp, wondering who she would get to crush today.

Mindy stood in the backstage, fidgeting with her costume and waiting for her music to start. She was trying to fight back the nervousness; her recent first win in the AFW had given her a nice confidence boost, but being victorious once also meant the fans would be expecting a lot more from her. To make matters worse, she could hear the sounds from the arena, and had noticed the loud, long roar the crowd had made when the other wrestler's music started. Clearly, her opponent tonight was not only a veteran, but also a big crowd-pleaser. Mindy had hoped to face off against another newcomer just like her, but apparently she wasn't so lucky as last time.

The loudspeakers booming flaring Mindy's entrance music. Snapping out of her thoughts, Mindy swallowed her nervousness, put on a big smile on her face and stepped onto the entrance ramp. The crowd cheered at the appearance of the muscular rookie; this time, there were also one or two catcalls, much to her embarrassment later. But this was no time to be bashful: she grinned and put one fist up into the air and she walked down the ramp. Just like in her first match, she was wearing her gym clothes: a white sports bra, a tight pair of orange and black shorts and fingerless gloves, all of which showed off her toned body pretty nicely.

Mindy reached for the bottom ropes and hauled herself up onto the ring, moving to her corner. Her eyes turned to her opponent, sitting on the opposite corner. For a veteran, she didn't look very intimidating... but the huge cheers from before were still in Mindy's mind. "Hi there... I'm Mindy," she said, trying to set a friendly tone.

As Rika waited for her opponent to arrive Rika had taken to shadow boxing in her corner, throwing a few lightning quick punches while standing in place. There had been no shortage of fights out on the road with Sarah but here in the ring in was different. Rika felt like she needed the warm up. It was only when her opponent arrived that Rika ceased, and she first lay eyes on who she would be fighting. "Wow, big girl," Rika muttered to herself, throwing one more punch at the air. Her opponent was certainly big, and looked quite muscular to boot. Anyone else might have been nervous at such an opponent, but Rika was all smiles.

Once the girl arrived in the ring Rika could get a good look at her. She was even bigger and more muscular up close. Compared to her Rika was a dwarf. Not that it mattered to the young brawler. For she saw the look on the muscle girl's face. She looked quite nervous. And that would play right into Rika's hands. Rika smirked to herself. Pitting herself against such an opponent would be fun indeed.

"Sup? I'm Rika," Rika replied in response to Mindy's greeting, getting introductions out of the way. "You new here or something? If so, then you must not know who I am. Otherwise you'd think twice about getting in the ring with me." Rika cracked her knuckle in her hands and snickered, stepping out from her corner to meet Mindy in the center of the ring. "Now we doing this or what?"

Mindy watched Rika as she spoke; unlike herself, the girl looked completely in her element. Her words, on the other hand, just made Mindy feel more uncomfortable. Was her opponent really that famous? And that snicker... was Rika actually making fun of her?

In normal conditions, Mindy would have kept silent and walked away; Rika, rash and cocky, was the kind of person she usually tried to avoid. However, they were in the ring, so avoiding or ignoring her was impossible; Mindy couldn't give signs of weakness. Was she going to let herself be talked down like that? No, she said to herself. "Hey, I may be new, but I've already got my first victory here!" She stepped towards the center of the ring. Act tougher... Act tougher... "And I have no reason to fear fighting you!"

Right as she she finished speaking, the bell rang; the match had started. Mindy immediately crouched down into a wrestling stance and waited in the defensive, paying attention to Rika's movements.

At Mindy's words Rika merely smiled, amused that she had managed to get under the bigger girl's skin. It was true Rika felt right at home in the ring. But it could have been in a dingy alleyway and Rika wouldn't have cared either. As long as Rika could have a good fight, she didn't care about the venue. And as always, trash talking was an essential part of the fight. "Ooooh, one victory? I'm soooooo impressed!" Rika laughed as she stepped up to meet Mindy, who looked bigger up close and personal. "You're on you way to championship already."

As soon as the bell rang Rika put up her dukes, clenching her fists tight before her face, eyeing Mindy carefully. Mindy was bigger than her, and probably a lot stronger. But Rika was willing to bet she could win in speed.

Smirking, she would immediately bolt forward, trying to surprise Mindy with her speed so she could get in close and under her opponent's guard, where she would deliver a fierce uppercut into her stomach.

Mindy suffered another blow to her pride as Rika taunted her again. She frowned her eyebrows; it hadn't taken long for her to decide that she didn't like the little brat at all. At least, here in the ring, she would have a chance to shut her up.

Mindy wasn't able to outdo Rika in terms of trash-talking. Luckily for her, though, she was quite literally saved by the bell; now that the match was started, she could stay silent and let their bodies do the talking between them. She watched Rika carefully, having every reason to be cautious. She first saw her raising her fists, shifting her weight-

And then the next moment she had completely closed the gap between them. How fast! Mindy could not follow at all where Rika was aiming at, but she still had a response ready: back the hell away. She reacted as quickly as she could and stepped back, narrowly avoiding Rika's vicious uppercut. If she hadn't been paying attention, the brawler would have gotten her good; she had to be wary. After her dodge, Mindy would step forward again, raising a leg to swing a kick at Rika's side.

Rika's assumption at being faster than Mindy proved right. Unfortunately had underestimated just how prepared her opponent was for her. Her uppercut swung wide, hitting nothing but air as if she was shadow boxing again. "Tch," Rika let out in annoyance when her initial attack missed. It seemed Mindy wasn't as inexperienced as she looked.

When her attack missed Rika's first instinct was to go on the defensive. It proved to be right when Mindy swung her leg for her. Being the smaller girl would prove to be an advantage here as Rika would immediately duck under the kick, letting it sail harmlessly over her. Which was a good thing too, because those legs looked bigger than her head.

After dodging the kick Rika would straighten right back up again, and would then leap into the air, looking to nail Mindy square in the chest with a dropkick.

Mindy launched her kick, putting some good weight behind it, only to have it miss its target as Rika ducked under it. This match was proving to be tough already, as she faced off against a fast and slippery opponent.

The moment Mindy's kick went wide, alarms rang inside her head; against Rika, she had to do her best to stay on her toes. She wanted to back away, but she couldn't as she hadn't even finished her kick's motion. She retracted her leg, but just as her foot touched the ground Rika sprang into the air and sent a dropkick at her. Still unbalanced because of the kick, Mindy was unable to either block or dodge it, so this time Rika's attack connected, nailing Mindy squarely in the chest. The impact sent her flying to the mat, out of breath. Not wanting to be caught off-guard, though, she would try to get back up as fast as possible - if Rika let her do it, of course.

Rika's feet connected right on target, making Rika grin the split second she was in the air before she crashed to the mat as well. Rika's time away from the AFW apparently did nothing to dull her combat senses. She was every bit as deadly as before. And it was clear no opponent, no matter how big and strong they were, was going to keep Rika from trying to kick their ass.

After nailing her dropkick Rika would immediately roll up to her feet again, choosing to keep her distance this time, watching as Mindy got up as well, eyeing the muscle-girl with a vicious sneer. "Aw, what's the matter?" Rika asked with a chuckle, starting to circle Mindy, her eyes flashing mischievously. "Did that hurt a little? You want me to go a bit easy on you? I mean, why wouldn't I? I'm only half your size after all." Rika flashed a toothy grin, wondering how Mindy would react to such taunts.

Mindy got to her feet as Rika rained taunts upon her. Each word made her more annoyed, and the idea of wiping away Rika's smarmy face with a punch became more and more desirable. However, despite all that, she didn't lose her cool. Mindy was no stranger to poisonous words outside the ring, and being a reserved girl, her natural reaction to them was to ignore them instead of lashing back. As a result, in the ring, she was not the kind of fighter to go into a rage just because of wounded pride.

As both wrestlers circled each other, though, Mindy had an idea. Obviously Rika's intention was to mess with her, but she probably did not know how Mindy would react... maybe it would be a good idea to play the berserker for once. She had the physique for it, after all.

Mindy suddenly let out a loud yell and charged straight at Rika, rearing her fist, as if aiming a haymaker at her head. However, at the last second of the charge, she would instead let her body fall down to the mat in a baseball slide to knock Rika's shins from under her. It was a gutsy move, but she had the feeling Rika would take the bait.