Emi Keyes vs. Zak Ansara

Emi had to smile as she seemed to be gaining the upper hand over Zak. "You seem to be getting all flustered. I am too hot for you to handle." Emi would say as Zak scrambled off of the mat. Emi had a confident look on her face as the off balance Zak flung himself as her. Emi quickly sidestepped Zak's wild clothesline before swinging her leg up to plant a kick right into Zak's stomach.

Zak's arm swung at nothing but air, and Emi's shin slammed into his midsection hard enough to take his breath away. He dropped to his knees and put a hand to his chest while he struggled to take a breath, but it was several seconds before his body cooperated and he could breathe again.

Now he was starting to look bad. He couldn't get beat up by a girl! Even if it was a little hot! He growled angrily and flung himself forward at her again, this time reaching out with both arms to grab hold of her so he could muscle her around some more.

Emi smiled as she started to work Zak over "What? No more tough words." Emi said just as Zak wrapped his arms around her. "you think i am just going to let you push me around." Emi would say as she would try to grab Zak's head to push him down towards the mat as Emi would bring her knee up to slam it into Zak's chest.

"Shut up," he spat. Zak grabbed onto Emi and wasn't sure what he was going to do next. His indecision earned him another hard shot to the body. He coughed after Emi's knee slammed sharply into his chest, and his legs wobbled but he didn't go down. He retaliated without thinking by picking her up off the mat and flinging her across the ring like he was throwing a bale of hay.

Emi felt her knee slam into Zak's chest and she thought that this would be the end for Zak. However, Zak still seemed to have some fight left in him as he started to pick Emi up. "Whoa, I don't think you want to do this." Emi would say as she would raise her hands above her head to try and slam them into Zak's back for a double axe handle before Zak managed to toss her.

Just as he finally got a grip on the girl, the heavy thud against his back made Zak's hands slip, and Emi remained free. He fell to his knees with a grunt and grimaced in pain. All her little shots were really starting to wear on his body, and his temper.

"I think I DO!" He growled and pushed off the mat, swinging his muscular arm in a wild, angry haymaker at the bluenette's belly.

Emi was about to slam her hands down on Zak's back again when he burst into action and punched her right in the gut. "Son of a bitch." Emi would say as she staggered a few steps backwards holding her stomach. Emi stumbled backwards until her back hit the ropes and she glared at Zak. "I am going to make you pay for that." Emi would say as she would push herself off of the ropes as she charged at Zak to try and spear the boy to the mat.

That was a weird feeling. Zak had never hit a girl before. He didn't like it, it was just that she was so...

"I'm gonna make you pay for that," he repeated back at her in a high pitched mockery of Emi's voice. "Baby, it's okay if you like it angry, but just save it for after, okay?"

He backed up and prepared his arms for... he wasn't sure what. He awkwardly tried to catch Emi as she charged in at him, but her shoulder slammed into his midsection and knocked him off his feet. For a moment, all he could do was gasp for air and roll back and forth while he clutched his stomach.

Emi felt good after spearing Zak to the mat. "I think it is time to put you away for good." Emi would say as she would try to mount Zak and grab one of his arms. "Please try to scream like a little girl." Emi would say as she would move to Zak's side while holding his arm before wrapping her legs around his arm to apply a painful armbar. "You can give up anytime you want." Emi would say with a smile on her face.

Zak tried to sit up, but found himself stuck. The next thing he knee, the blue-haired man-eater was hauling back on his arm to straighten it out. He fought it as hard as he could, his bicep straining as he clasped his hands together and struggled to keep his arm bent in the right direction.

Clearly, he needed some actual wrestling skill if he was going to try to roll around with these girls. He hadn't expected them to be so intense!

"Shut up," he growled through clenched teeth.