Sora Mizumi vs. Amber Chase

For Sora Mizumi, her first month debuting in AFW had been full of all kinds of ups and downs. She'd won on debut, and then lost, but more than her actual results, she was beginning to make a little splash of attention. Not that she'd shot to mega stardom over night or become a house hold name, or anything of the sort. However, she was being noticed, and had gathered a small section of cult fans in the audience.

One thing that hadn't changed though was her pre-match rituals. During her training at the AFW Academy, her research and study of her opponents was easy since they were all classmates that she had spent almost every day with. Coming onto the main stage though was quite a different story. She'd expected to be fighting the same people from her early days, but most of them had found their ways into different companies, even moving onto different countries. Thus, for Sora, her files that she constantly harassed the back stage staff to gather for her were always noticeably shorter than she had expected them to be. Today it seemed was no different. She was scheduled to fight Amber Chase, a spunky American girl making her debut in the AFW. Still, the file on her was a bit bigger than the last few opponents Sora had faced. Amber had some experience in some smaller companies, had won a couple of titles here and there and was genuinely regarded as a serious deal. Fighting a person with actual wrestling training was quite exciting for Sora seeing the background of her last few opponents.

Cradled up amongst the boxes and crates backstage in a makeshift bed, Sora lay back reading up in anticipation. As a member of the back stage crew called out her name, Sora stood up and placed the file somewhere amongst the mess of boxes, probably never to be seen for a few months until some poor newbie was sent to do some sorting. Making her way through the corridors was becoming a bit more of a familiar trip now for Sora, and as she walked out to Kashmir playing over the speakers around the stadium, she was greeted with a small cheer from the crowd, the larger fans excited about the potential Sora seemed to have. Another night, another match, and a chance to fight against someone well trained, experienced. It was everything she'd ever wanted.

Stepping into the ring, and energetically bouncing off the ropes from one side of the ring to the other, Sora would wait for her opponent to make her entrance.

This was definitely a different atmosphere. The AFW, one of the most well known, and controversial wrestling companies the world over, was a place that Amber never thought she would find herself. She had watched it on TV on many occasions, watching to see just how others performed, or just to watch for fun, but being here was something different all together. The crowds were huge, and, having passed some of the girls she had watched on TV in the halls, she felt just a bit intimidated. Just a bit though. Amber wasn't a newbie wrestler by any means. She had won competitions, and been in several minor leagues. She wasn't afraid to get down and dirty in the ring at all. Even so, this was a huge adjustment to what she was used to. Often times, she didn't wrestling in an arena of this size. Most of the time, it was in small convention centers, or something of the like. But this place was HUGE! Amber had yet to even see the actual arena, which she assumed would house thousands of viewers. But that would be changing shortly.

Amber stood backstage, leaning against a wall. Today was her first match here in the AFW. She felt really nervous, but the excitement was so much more. Plus, a lot of the staff were kind enough to offer their sympathies. At least people here were nice for the most part.

Amber had read up on her opponent, who seemed to have a good reputation here so far. From what she could tell, she had already had a couple of matches, and even won her debut. She must be pretty good to manage that, she figured. All the same, she wasn't worried about that. This Sora girl may be talented, but so was she. Amber was more than positive she could show this girl just how tough she was. And that time had now come. When one of the staff had told her that she was up, she made her way to the entrance of the ramp. Once she heard the loud sound of her song, Lay it on Me play, she made her way out into the bright light of the arena.

She had been right, this place was HUGE. Thousands of people sat, cheering, or not doing anything at all, as she wasn't known yet. Yet. And hundreds of flashing lights accompanied the cheers of the fans of AFW. This was quite exhilarating, to say the least.

Once at the ring, Amber would slide herself in under the bottom rope, and look at her opponent. Sora, as she knew her to be, was a bit shorter than her. She didn't look like that much, but she knew full well that looks could be deceiving. She had lost matches to girls a foot shorter than her. She would make sure that didn't happen today.

Wanting to be polite at least, Amber would make her way to the middle, and smile at the shorter girl. "Hello, Sora is it? Name's Amber," she would say, offering her hand to the dark haired girl. She didn't have anything against this girl anyway, so there was no point in being mean. But being mean and intimidating were two different things. If the girl took her hand, she would squeeze it hard, trying to give off the signal that she wasn't going to mess around in this match, at all.

The first thing Sora noticed about her opponent was the size difference between the two girls. Even walking down the entrance way, before Amber had even climbed into the ring, Sora noticed it. Of course, it wasnâ€t a big surprise; Sora had noticed the girlâ€s size in her little pre-match researching routine, but she was also used to most girls towering over her. It wasnâ€t just the size of her physically though that took Sora back; it was the size of her arms. Amberâ€s huge muscles were impressive to say the least. Biting back a gulp at the idea of being stuck in a sleeper hold by the mechanic girl, Sora would smile up at her opponent as she got into the ring.

“Yes, Sora. Nice to meet you Amber, I hope we ghh” Sora would let out, being interrupted half way through her introduction through Amberâ€s hard squeeze in the handshake. Sora wouldnâ€t yelp, but she was certainly taken aback by it, her face slightly contorting in pain for a moment before regaining her composure. The sweet and friendly look Sora had as Amber entered the ring would suddenly turn into a venemous glare. “...have a good match” sheâ€d finish, her voice lower and much more serious, squeezing back in the handshake. If Amber went to break the handshake though, Sora would keep a tight grip on her hand, and then suddenly whip her into the corner on the opposite side of the ring, creating a sudden start as the referee hurriedly signalled for the bell to ring to begin the match. If Amber wanted to get started quickly, Sora decided sheâ€d oblige. I canâ€t afford to be kind or nice if sheâ€s going to make use of it, Sora thought to herself, especially if sheâ€s this strong.

When Sora accepted the handshake, Amber would grip the girls hand hard, showing the smaller girl that she planned to go all out, and pull no punches. She had nothing against this girl, but that wouldn't stop her from putting a hurt on her. Still, she felt bad beating on someone who was obviously smaller than her. It made her almost feel like a bully in some ways. Still, this was business, and she couldn't let her emotions get in the way. If she wanted to win, she would have to pull out all the stops, and show Sora what would happen when you stepped into the ring with a girl who knew how to dish out pain.

All the same, she was impressed that Sora returned the grip in turn. It wasn't nearly as good as hers, but still, it impressed her that she showed guts. It made her fee less bad that she was going to be tossing this girl around the ring. It wouldn't be any fun if she was beating up a shy girl. "Yes, lets," she would reply, letting go of the girls hands. To her surprise, Sora didn't let go of hers. "Um, you mind letting go-OH!?" she said, suddenly surprised when she was whipped into the corner by the smaller girl, slamming her back against the turn buckle. Amber sucked in a breath to try and ignore the quick sting of the turnbuckle to her back. At the same time, she would smile. She knew now that this was going to be fun. Lots of fun.

Not giving Sora the chance to charge at her, Amber would do just that, going at Sora and aiming to tackle the smaller girl to the mat, hoping to get herself on top of her.

As Amber asked Sora to let go, a tiny grin would grow at the corners of Soraâ€s mouth, and she responded by whipped Amber into the corner. She knew she would have to follow up the move quickly. Amber had taken no time to get started, and sheâ€d no doubt try and counter quickly too. Charging in trying to follow up, Sora would have no time to react as Amber came almost bouncing straight back at her.

Amber would connect, spear tackling right through Sora. The raven haired girl felt like she was hit by a truck, and would scream as she plummeted to the mat. Her legs would fly straight up into the air, almost flipping onto her back through the force of Amberâ€s tackle, before collapsing back onto her back. “Uhhh...” Sora would let out, dazed already through Amberâ€s pure physical power, and now vulnerable underneath the blonde haired girl.

Amber was definitely surprised by the smaller girls sudden move, whipping the blonde into the corner. She had to give her credit, taking the first initiative was a good move. But still, Amber didn't appreciate that. And she wasn't just going to let her get away with it by any means. After she hit the corner, she would charge right at Sora, hitting her hard with a tackle that took the girl right off her feet, and ended with Amber on top of the winded Sora. Now was as good a time as any to show her just what she was made of. That is, if the tackle hadn't done that already.

"Props to you, for taking me by surprise like that, but I won't be letting it happen again," Amber would say. In this position, Amber knew that she could do almost anything she wanted. But what she really wanted to so was show this girl just how strong she was. She wanted to make sure Sora knew who the stronger of the two of them was, and that she stood no chance of beating her physically. Reaching down, Amber would go to grab the front of Sora's top, and lift the girl slightly by it before using her free hand to start throwing punches straight at the smaller girls face. She knew it would be easier for Sora to block them, since Amber was only using one arm, but she didn't care.

Being speared onto the mat, Sora felt slightly dazed from the hit. Amber was clearly the larger and stronger girl, and Sora would need to use her pace and technique in this match...although for the moment, she was fairly helpless underneath the girl. “Ghhh....” Sora would let out, grimacing as Amber grabbed a handful of her black spandex top and pulled her up off of her back, before crashing a gloved fist straight into the side of her face.

“AHH!” Sora would yell out, bringing her arms up over her head to protect herself as the punches rained down on her. Fortunately, it seemed enough to protect her, but the first shot that Amber had got in really rattled Sora, causing her head to spin from underneath her raised arms. While she had been able to protect herself from the blows Amber was raining down on her, Sora was helpless to hit back at the blonde mechanic girl herself.

Lifting Sora up to a sitting position from the front of her shirt, Amber began raining punches straight at the shorter girls face and head. Her fisrt punch connected pretty solidly, eliciting a scream from Sora. But the dark haired girl at least had the good sense to guard her head after that, blocking all of Amber's punches as they came down, crashing into her arms.

The blonde knew she wasn't going to get anywhere just pummeling her arms. She was going to have to try something different. So far, she had been pretty dominant, showing Sora that she was easily the stronger of the two. She was going to have to continue that trend, and hit her hard once again. So, ceasing her punches, she would then try to move Sora's arms aside so that she could wrap both hands around her throat, and then try to hoist her all the way to her feet like that. If Sora didn't manage to fight her off, she would continue to lift her until her feet left the mat, holding her there for a second before going to slam her right back down to the mat with a double handed choke slam.

“Urrhhh....” Sora would let out as the larger girl finally ended her rain of punches down on her. The girl was obviously just an all out brawler, a style of fighting Sora had never really adapted to herself, but something she had been prepared for. Sheâ€d just have to try and pick her moment to strike, and try and stop Amber from crushing her in one huge move.

Which seemed exactly what the big girl was trying to do as she manhandled Sora, forcibly moving her arms and putting a vice-like grip around her neck. “Ghhh!!” Sora would let out in surprise and alarm, her hands going straight to her neck, wrapping them around Amberâ€s in a vain attempt to reduce the strength of the blonde girlâ€s grip. It was to no use however, as with an astonishing display of force, began lifting Sora off the mat and straight into the air. “Ahhhhh!!!” Sora would scream out, as she was lifted by Amber, ready to slam her down for a choke slam. In a panic, Sora would wail her legs in frightened kicks, aiming for Amberâ€s stomach in a desperate attempt to break the girlâ€s hold on her neck before she slammed her down.

Amber had to say, she was impressed that Sora was able to stand being punched so much, even if it was int he arms. They had to be sore as hell with the beating they were taking. But still, she soldiered on, just so she wouldn't get hit in the face. Amber understood though. She would rather have bruieses all over her arms that a broken cheekbone, or a broken nose. Those were no fun at all.

Stopping her punches though, she forced Sora's arms away, and hoisted the girl straight up and off the mat by the throat, fully intent on putting her right back down with a powerful double handed choke slam. One powerful move after another. All she had to do was keep hitting Sora hard, and she would eventually be unable to resist her anymore. It was a good plan. It shouldn't be that hard!

But as the mechanic lifted Sora off the mat, in what seemed like desperation and panic, she kicked her legs at Amber's stomach, connecting pretty solidly. "Oof!" she grunted. Her hands involuntarily loosened their grip around Sora's throat, dropping her back down to the mat and going right to her stomach, doubling over a bit after the harsh, but desperate kick. "Guh... damn it..." she muttered.