Sahar vs Karen

Submission Match
Sahar vs Karen

It was time for Sahar third match in AFW, this time it was a submission match.  It was a simple match, something different from all her previous matches.  She was actually looking forward to having this match.  The pharaoh only knew a bit about her opponent and had watch her debut match.  Her name was Karen.  She was a large blond wrestler and seemed to be cocky but Serah had no idea what moves her opponent would use which had her a bit worried.  Still she had been in this situation before during her first two matches and fair well in both of them.

A knock was then heard on Sahar door as an AFW employer informed the pharaoh that it was time for her match to start.  She nodded her head, indicating that she had heard him.  Once the AFW employee left she would get up and check her uniform.  She would fix any mistakes on it before exiting her locker room and making her to the entrance, just stopping before the entrance.  She could hear the crowd and waited for her theme music to play.  Then her song started and the Pharaoh made her way out to the stage as she waved the crowd who cheered for the purple hair wrestler.  Even though she was a heel who cheated, they still cheered for her due to how she had entertained the crowd.

She then reach the ring and climb up the ring before performing the splits and entered below the bottom rope.  The crowd loved it and cheered for the Pharaoh.  She then got up and climb the turnbuckle and raised her fist getting the crowd to cheer again.  Sahar then got down and made her way to the turnbuckle.  Now she just needed to wait for her opponent to arrive and then the match could start.

Karen was sat on her dressing room floor, putting on and adjusting her boots. A knock came at the door, to signify that Karen was due her entrance; she didn't respond back-she never needed to, always promptly making her way out, almost eager.

She'd throw her bunny ears on loosely and roughly, the costume becoming more of a annoyance than a gimmick. She'd brush down revealing one piece as stepped through the door, before equipping her blue gloves; matching with her boots. Her theme had already kicked off when she burst through the entrance curtain-as usual not looking at the ring or crowd; no care given to anything.

The large blonde stepped on the ring apron, before stepping over the top rope- a easy task thanks to her size, where she finally bothered to lift her eyes up. Her expression didn't change, and she simply raised her fists, throwing her bunny ears over the ropes before she started hopping on her feet.

The Pharaoh relax on her turnbuckle as she then heard her opponent theme song play.  She watch as her blond opponent made her way to the ring who at this point didn't seem to care about anything.  It seemed that Karen wasn't happy to be here and was paying no attention to the fans.  Sahar continued to observer as her opponent entered the ring and threw off her bunny ears.  Which made the purple hair wrestler think for a moment, was Karen a fan of the love bunnies, the current AFW Tag Team Champions or was she simply wearing it for another reason.  Either way, Sahar would now give her opponent 110 percent.

The Pharaoh would now make take a few steps forward bringing her to the center of the ring.  “Greetings, I am Sahar.” stated the purple hair wrestler as she offered her hand to be shook.  She didn't think that Karen would shake it, in fact she was counting on it.  She knew that if her blond opponent did not shake her hand, the Pharaoh would gain the support of the audience and judging by the way she ignored the fans she doubted that Karen would shake her hand.

Karen didn't really move as her opponent came towards her, nor did she offer any sign of reply when she raised her hand. She barely raised an eyebrow when she went for the handshake, which of course the tall blonde had no intention of accepting. She merely nodded at the ref for the match to begin-mild boo's already audible from her lack of sportswomanship. Karen didn't care though-the crowd mattered near nothing to her.

Sahar left her hand in the air for a few seconds and just as predicted Karen didn't accept the handshake causing the crowd to boo her opponent.  Though the Pharaoh gave a frown on the outside, she was smiling on the inside as her plan work, now the crowd would be supporting her, she could now even get away from performing a few dirty moves without them turning on her.  The purple hair wrestler took a step back as she retreated her arm.  Then the bell rang, indicating the match had started.  The pharaoh would extend her arms out and open the palm of her hands.  “Care to test your strength verse a Pharaoh?” stated Sahar as she wanted to gauge her strong her opponent was.

Karen stood completely still as seconds passed; finally the bell rung and her arms were up ready.

She wasted no time against her opponent, reaching for Sahar's hands even before she finished her sentence, intending to overpower and intimidate the purple haired woman.

It seemed that Karen was intended to do one thing and one thing only, fight, which was fine with the Pharaoh though she would need to make sure not to underestimate her opponent.  Sahar at this point assumed that her blond opponent wouldn't take any chances to show off and would only focus on the match, thus she would need to have the same kind of determination.

The two wrestlers locked hands and attempted to overpower one another.  Sahar started to feel herself get overwhelmed, it was clear that Karen was stronger than her.  Realizing she was about to lose this contest, Sahar would try to break the hold and attempt to go behind her blond opponent.  If successful she would try to wrap her arms around her opponent waist, attempting to do a bear hug.

Karen was smiling, leaning forward her heavy chest was heaving into Sahar's, her face not far from hers. She'd consider pushing her all the way to the floor, only to find her grip broken-Sahar's rapid twisting of the hands making Karen wince very briefly. Sahar got behind Karen rather quickly; it was not surprising, Karen was rarely the faster in a match.

She was almost caught offgaurd as Sahar went straight for a reverse bearhug, locking her arms around Karen and squeezing her waist.

The Pharaoh smiled as she managed to get a hold of her opponent waist.  But with her opponent being stronger than her, Sahar realized that doing a bear hug probably wouldn't be the best idea, thus she decided to try something new.  “Your pretty strong but strength isn't enough to win a match on its own.” stated the purple hair wrestler as she would then try to lift up Karen before falling back attempting to perform a German suplex.  If successful she would hold on and roll them on their stomach before trying to get the two of them up so that she could perform another German suplex.

Karen wasn't in too much pain, being literally fresh into the match. She was surprised though that her opponent could hoist her up, which caused her to widen her eyes. Holding her opponents arms, she hooked her legs back and around her opponents-stopping her leaning back to release her, given that Karen sensed a german suplex was coming.

She held her legs strong, even if it meant staying in the air for now, as long as she avoided that lean back from Sahar.