Sabre vs. Wrath (Wrath's Debut)

Hardcore Match decided by KO or Submission, No DQ so Anything Goes

A redheaded woman was sitting in her dressing room as she can hear the crowds cheering in excitement outside in the Friction ring. She wore a crimson red sleeveless hooded jacket along with black pants, black fingerless gloves, and crimson red wrestling boots. It was only a matter of minutes before her first match here in the AFW and it was her chance to make a good first impression. This wasn't just to prove herself worthy for the AFW, but also to provide a life with her daughter, the beautiful and only love of her life that she has left. And she couldn't let her life and her late husband's life be in vain.

She soon hears one of the backstage hands calling her and saying that the audience is ready for her now. With a nod, she puts on her mask and heads out to the entrance of the walkway.

The lights would soon dim until it became dark which made the entire audience fall silent and scared of what might come at them. Then fire erupted at the entrance in a circle. Among the flames was the woman's silhouette and her eyes glowed before the flames died down. When the lights appeared again, the crowd was shocked when they finally have a glimpse of the newcomer before them.



As her eyes glowed once more, "Almost Easy" by Avenged Sevenfold began to play as she began to walk to the ring. Flames shot up to make a pathway for her to display her ferocity. Everyone she gazes upon shows fear and caution in their own eyes, which of course, is not surprising to her. She would climb up to the ropes and front flip over the top rope to enter the ring. Once the song was close to ending, she would let out a high-pitched scream and it made the fire to erupt around the ring before dying down.

Now, this fighter was ready to unleash her "WRATH".

Sabre watched backstage as the newcomer made her flashy entrance, obviously trying to intimidate. Well, Sabre was more than happy to show everyone that she wasnâ€t afraid of anything!

Rock music played and Sabre walked confidently into the arena. She was a statuesque sight, clad only in her bone mask and her two-piece cave girl outfit. At her side was her trademark bone club, which she raised into the air to salute the fans.

She clambered into the ring, her red eyes glaring at her opponent. Masked as she was, and apparently quite fierce, though Wrath was a fair bit shorter than Sabre, so the cave girl hoped this would be a straightforward victory for her.

“What you supposed to be? Some kind of fire goddess?” she growled contemptuously.

Wrath would gaze upon her opponent as she made her entrance. It intrigued her that both he an Sabre were very similar. Both were masked, looked tough, and they show no fear. In spite of a height difference, Wrath was still confident that she would try to beat this veteran to prove herself.

Wrath would soon walk up to Sabre and respond, "Goddess? Heh...consider me more as...a DEMON. They say that within this mask lies a demon waiting to unleash chaos to all who oppose me. And pray tell, is there a similar monster under your mask?"

“Demon?” Sabre replied with an amused snort. “Demon girl talk too much. There nothing under my mask, only strong girl who will kick your ass!” she grinned.

She dropped her club and marched straight towards Wrath, raising both her arms as she looked to engage the girl in a straightforward grapple. Sabre was extremely confident that she could simply overpower this little upstart, and put an end to this talk of demons.

Wrath herself scoffed back as she said, "Only a strong girl under the mask? How boring." She then shrugged her shoulders as she walked to Sabre, who was already set to engage in a simple straightforward grapple. "Ah, well, if that's the way it's supposed to be, then so be it."

Wrath too raised her arms up to prepare or the grapple. Once their hands and arms locked in, Wrath would begin to push against Sabre in hopes of being the stronger one tonight.

“Boring? When I pound you into dust, you not find it boring then!” Sabre retorted, grinning as she linked arms with the smaller girl.

Sabre was a strong wrestler, and with her size advantage over Wrath she hoped to be able to dominate this grapple. Arm muscles tensing, she would simply pour her strength into controlling the other girlâ€s body, grunting with effort as she tried to force Wrath onto the back foot, pushing her backwards or even down onto her knees.

Wrath wouldn't simply let her height disadvantage take her over. She had to prove that she is also as strong as Sabre. She felt her opponent's strength start to gain up on her and she felt her arms starting to strain from resisting. With a growl, she would try to push back with her own strength and hopefully gain the upper hand. Wrath hopes that if she can get Sabre on one knee, she can go on top to hold her down under her. This could be a good start to prove herself worthy of the AFW.

Neither fighter wanted to back down from this, so if one gets the other down, then they have an early advantage.

Sabre was surprised as Wrath held firm; the cave girl was expecting to dominate the smaller girl, but she seemed to have phenomenal strength.

The white-haired wrestler wouldnâ€t be cowed that easily, though, and when Wrath growled at her it sparked her anger.

Sabre growled back, louder and fiercer. She lowered her masked head and pressed it against Wrathâ€s own mask, glaring fiercely at her stubborn opponent.

The crowd could see the muscles on the scantily-clad girl tighten as she poured her strength into this.

“Nice… try… demon…” Sabre grunted, before suddenly surging forward with all her power, hoping to break through Wrathâ€s defence. If she failed with the forward push, it would leave her open to a counter.

When Sabre pressed her own mask against hers, Wrath would glare and growled back the same as her opponent. It was clear that these two were very similar in strengths as well as anger. The Cave Girl vs. The Demon. What could be better than that? Wrath would then feel Sabre already pushing at her hardest, making her try to keep up though she is stepping back little by little.

But as this is happening, Wrath would go with it before attempting to swing Sabre to the ropes in hopes of the cave girl running and bouncing back to her. Given that Sabre is using so much force moving forward, it should be simple. If this worked, she would wait until Sabre comes back to toss her up in the air to make her land hard on the mat. If not, she'll be stuck and backing away in a matter of moments.

Sabre gave a grunt of surprise as Wrath backed out of the lockup, turning it into an irish whip. The cave girl was flung against the ropes and bounced back, trying only to keep her balance.

She ran straight into Wrathâ€s arms, who tossed her up. Sabreâ€s eyes widened as she went airborne, then crashed down face-first onto the mat.

“Nghrr!!” she groaned, angry at having been made to look foolish in the opening exchange.