(Unofficial) Megumi Mutoh VS Sean Ishimi- The Second Battle!

The shoulderblock worked well for Megumi, hitting Sean hard right in the chest. He did not fall, however, but still held onto Megumi. Megumi needed to break his hold, or else she would be dragged into a strength contest that she had little chance of winning. She needed to take advantage of the situation Sean was in, as he was slightly winded from the attack.

In the end, she decided to try and grapple with the man, to bring him down with the moves she knew best. She would fake a punch to his face to make him back off a bit, instead putting a leg behind him and giving him a hard clothesline to bring him down.

Sean had a firm grip on her at this point and watched her for a second. He saw her hand ball into a fist as if she was going to punch him. Yet, he also felt her leg sneak behind him. 'Better come up with something quick!' he thought. As she went to make the punch he braced himself for the impact and felt the clothes line while being tripped at the same time. He hit the mat on his back groaning for a moment before allowing the pain to settle in. He decided to play opossum for now and see what she would do next. She tried a double stomp before. Now he had to figure out what else he could do to catch her by surprise.

He thought about it for a moment and had hoped that she would try something risky. A stomp would give him a chance to catch it depending on where the blow came from. An elbow drop would give him a chance to roll out of of the way, the same thing for a leg drop or a high risk maneuver. He thought for a second and remained on the mat to see what else she had in store for him. If it was a submission, well, he would have to gather his strength and use it to get up to his feet buying some time to knock her off guard.

There were some options for him: One, was to get her in a belly to belly suplex, the other was to allow her to irish whip him duck from her attack or surprise her with a clothesline of his own, or, get her on the mat and try another submission move. If it was a pin, he would wait for the two count and get his shoulder up or toss her off depending on what kind of a pin it was. Regardless, the fans were feeding him more energy. This was his fuel. Which would remain unlimited until the match was over.

Megumi knocked Sean to the ground and gave him a promt stomp to knock his air out. She was not holding back, but was being cautious. Her techniques needed some big power and setting up, so would not work until Sean was weakened enough. Sean was still to strong for her to pull a victory.

Not that she had anything against Sean right now. Seeing his battle against Chigusa made her appreciate his strength. He was a tough opponent, and a strong fighter. She respected the man, a true man's man. She was, however, not going to hold back just because she respected him. On the contrary, she would fight harder to beat him, and she will win to prove to herself her own strength.

Megumi would pull no punches. She would go and grab one of Sean's legs, and put him in a figure four leg lock, cranking down on his ankle to wear it down.

Sean felt a hefty stomp on his gut and groaned some more. He was keeping a clear head at the moment. If he wanted to get out of this, he would have to keep his head clear and not get flustered. It was getting a little difficult, but he worked on keeping his composure. The fans were keeping him going.

He suddenly felt a jolt of pain when she applied the figure four on his legs. He sat up trying to pry off the hold and found himself nearly in jeopardy. However, the fans chanted his name louder. Began clapping their hands in a steady slow beat, slowly increasing the beat. Giving him motivation. His mind started to clear up a little. He thought about it. 'Come on Sean,' he thought. 'You can get out of this.' Indeed he could. His strength was greater than hers, yet he had a form of respect towards her. She was a tough cookie to crack. He groaned a bit and began to grit his teeth, using his body to slowly, rock his body from side to side. Attempting to get loose. He was setting her up. He paused for a moment, giving her the opportunity to think she had it. He allowed the referee to make the count keeping his shoulders down. By the two count, he would throw all of his strength and attempt to roll around on his tummy applying pressure to her legs in turn. If he was able to achieve this, she would be in jeopardy now. The tables would be turned and the fans would go crazy. In the reversed position, he would have control. She would be unable to break loose against him. She would be stuck with the reversed leg lock which has applied by the counter move.

The main way to counter a figure four leg lock is to flip over, which would apply pressure onto the legs of the person actually performing this hold. Megumi knew that and tried her best to hold Sean down, cranking up the pain whenever Sean tried to budge out. However, he was too strong. He flipped over and applyed pressure onto Megumi's legs. Megumi couldn't help but gasp in pain, and Sean was relentless with her. Her legs felt like snapping, but she knew Sean wouldn't go out of his way to injure her. She would resist him.

Megumi let go of Sean's legs, trying to simply get out. She found that she could not. Sean still had her trapped. She groaned and struggled, but found no way to break out. Her skirt began to ride upwards embarassingly, revealing her tight-fitting black panties. Was this the end? No, she would not let it be. Megumi, seeing that the ropes were not far, would try to crawl to them and grab it, forcing Sean to give up. She knew his strengths now, his submissions were something nasty.

Sean was able to get the reversal on the submission hold applying pressure to her legs now. He felt her release his legs but was unable to slip loose. He started to wear down her legs letting the crowd feed him with their energy. This was what he was about. He was being careful not to snap her bones in the process, but he wanted to wear her down as much as he could. Although he was gaining the upper hand thus far.

He noticed the referee asking him to let go of her from a rope break and rolled back getting his legs away from her and slowly climbing to his feet. He looked over to Megumi and wasted no time on this part. Not giving her the opportunity to recover quickly, he would turn her to face him and knee her in the gut. If he was successful, he would then turn her around and attempt to toss her over the ropes out to the boundaries outside. Hopefully, the move would give him some time to plan out his next attack. A move he was going to pull earlier, but was interrupted by her counter. He wanted to be sure that she had no room to breathe at this point before making his move.

Megumi was dragged to her feet by Sean, groaning as she got up. Sean wasted no time, putting a powerful knee in her gut. Megumi gasped and doubled over. She was starting to get worn down now, Sean had the advantage. She got turned around, and got lifted up by Sean. She knew that Sean was going to try and deal a decisive blow, but could not fight him back. She could not break out.

Sean heaved and tossed Megumi over the ropes, onto the hard concrete. Megumi broke her fall before she smashed her head into the concrete, bruising her arms but not damaging herself too much. Damage control was what she needed, or else she would really lose the match. Megumilay on the ground, recovering. The fall had hurt her entire body. Though she was strong and extraordinarily tough, even she had limits. Was she at her limit?

Megumi found her inner peace again. "Accept pain," she thought, "Become one with it, understand it, let it become your strength." The pain vanished, and Megumi felt energy within her again. Her eyes were focused, her breathing steady. She got up slowly, but with no support. She waited for Sean to get out of the ring, to bring upon him the judgement of Megumi Mutoh.

Sean finally was able to get her out of the ring giving him some time to prepare the decisive move which may catch Megumi by surprise. He perched eyeing his target. Waiting for her to get back up. The fans cheered feeding him more energy. Giving him the strength he needed to make the move. The move was one that might make the legendary Mike Awesome proud.

He sees the moment. He runs towards the ropes on the opposite end gaining speed and momentum. Which wasn't much. He dashes towards Megumi, leaps over the ropes attempting a clear Placha at Megumi. If he was successful, all 230lbs of him would come barreling onto her causing both competitors to hit the unforgiving concrete. This would build even more momentum on his end. When he leaps, he flies, like a mighty bird soaring high above the world. Although this was just one move, his diving headbutt was even more breathtaking. Yet, he hasn't gotten that far yet. That would be decisive blow when the time is right.

Megumi saw Sean coming like a runaway locomotive, knowing that taking such a hit was suicidal. He weighed too much, and she could not take that kind of damage to her body. Therefore, she devised a quick tactic. She needed to avoid the move, but he was too close now. The best she could hope for was to only get clipped by it. She leapt to the side, avoiding the worst but still getting hit by Sean's shoulder. The blow spun her in mid-air, landing her on her back again. Sean, meanwhile, crashed to the concrete with a thud. It would not be good for him, as such a move left enormous amounts of damage on the user as well.

Megumi was hurt too. She could feel another bruise where Sean hit her, on the side of her arm. She knew, however, that she could recover quickly. She got up and walked over to Sean's prostrate body, sat on the small of his back, and would put him in a Camel Clutch, not to get him to submit, but to wear him down.

Sean flew over the the ropes and clipped Megumi with the splash. He hit the concrete hard and groaned a bit feeling sore. He spent some time to let it settle, however, before he was able to get up, he felt the girl sit on the small of his back and use the camel clutch on him. He winced in pain as the girl applied pressure. No, not now. Not like this. He wasn't going to let up. He had to stay focused. Fans clapped their hands in a steady beat. Driving him, motivating him. He was sore, he couldn't move. Yet, he reached down, searching for the strength to get out of it.

It took some time for him to do so this time around, but he was able to do it. Slowly getting to his feet while the clutch was applied. Upon getting up, he wasted no time with throwing his weight back and attempting to slam her on the ground with everything he had. If he was successful, she would take the hefty blow, release her cast iron grip and he would roll away from her buying some time to get his energy back. Allowing his injuries to settle, before slowly getting back to his feet, holding on to the side of the ring for leverage.