Hardcore Hell: Clyde Gastin Vs. Terra Firth (Complete)

"Aww just shut the fuck up already, lady!" Clyde would yell out in response to Terra's taunting before he bashed the ring bell on the top of her skull with a loud *DING!!!* upon impact. Terra was now clutching her head and stumbling back, giving Clyde some room to room to breathe and get on the offensive.

"...And I ain't no Yankee neither!" He'd exclaim loudly in declaration as he picked up the ring bell and went to charge towards Terra from the announcers table, attempting to charge and make it appear as if he was going to strike Terra with the ring bell, but would instead try to fake her out before attempting to deliver a swift kick between her legs to nail her in the crotch. If that worked, Clyde would wind his arms back before quickly trying to follow up and ram the ring bell into Terra's face.

"If you hear a Bell don't be Alarmed, you're just gettin' Schooled! Haha!"

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Terra clucthed her head after being struck by the damn hard bell, certainly not expecting to be hit by that thing. Maybe Clyde was a little smarter than he looked. Which was something cause he certainly looked like a moron. "Ahhh, anyone else hear a ringing?" Terra groaned, trying to shake her head clear before Clyde tried anything else. Luckily she would come to just in time to see Clyde coming at her with the ring bell. Not wanting to be hit by that thing again, she would raise her arms in defense and brace herself.

Only for pain to explode right between her legs. Terra's eyes nearly bulged out of her skull and her mouth formed a distinct 'O' shape, and she hunched forward immedaitely to clench her injured sex in agony. She whimpered in pain, looking up at her attacker only to recive a second strike with the bell. "GAHHH!!" Teraa screamed, collapsing to a heap on the floor, now clucthing both her face and her aching crotch.

(What else did you expect? )

To a large majority of AFW, whether it was the fans, the other wrestlers or even his sister, Clyde was seen as a bit of an idiot at time. He did however had a few moments where he showed that he was actually quite smart and resourceful despite acting rather foolish most of the time. His strategy shined brightly here in his battle against Terra as he out guessed her attempt to defend herself and managed to get the better of her with a low blow followed by striking her in the face with the ring bell that instantly downed the hardcore hellcat. Not bad for guy who never completed the 10th grade.

"Not the best feelin' getin' hit there, is it?" Muttered Clyde as he dropped the ring bell while keeping his eyes fixated on Terra with a scowling gaze before he attempted to grab her legs and hold them up before jumping up, using her legs for added momentum as he pushed off of them before attempting to turn himself slightly in mid air and crash down across Terra's face with the under side of his leg for a leg drop. Taking a page out of Heather's move set.

Terra groaned in a daze as she lay on the ground, Clyde's last combo of attacks really having done a number on her. Taking a crotch shot as well as two hits to the head with that damn bell had taken a lot of the fight out of her. Clyde was more resourceful than she thought, actually managing to trick Terra and laying her out because of it, Luckily she hadn't been busted open by those hits. Of course, she was still in a bad position, especially when she felt Clyde grab both of her legs. Thinking he was going for another crotch kick she struggled where she could, but to her shock he leapt right over her, and then his leg came down upon her.

"UUUGGH!!" Terra grunted from the sudden leg drop, spasming from the impact and going still beneath him, moaning from hit.

Upon connecting with the leg drop that would successfully hit Terra, an exciting feeling of success would soon rush over the Texan as he managed to pull off a move that he copied from his lover Heather Sunderland, not knowing if was going to hit it or not when he tried it out for the first time with an opponent, but he actually did and it felt great for Clyde as he was able to pull off the move and deliver some damage to the hardcore hellcat.

"Learned that move from my fiancee... You should feel pretty dang good that you're the first person I tried that move on and hit with it." Clyde would mutter out to Terra with a sly grin before he tried to haul Terra by her hair and pull her up onto her knees. If Clyde managed to do that he would release Terra and step back real quick with his right leg behind him, taking a moment to aim carefully before he raised up his right leg and threw out sloppily but fiercely towards the side of Terra's head, attempting to land one of his signature moves that he dubbed "The Zero Kick" , which was his own sloppy, untrained version of Zero Kotobuki's 'Savate Kick', using yet another move that he borrowed from someone he cared quite a bit for.

Although Clyde's version of the move was rather sloppy, it was still rather powerful in the hands of the Scallywag Brawler who had been struck by the move enough times to know how it operated and did his best to replicate in this match against Terra Firth. While some may have seen this as shameless copying of other wrestlers moves and not using his own, Clyde instead saw it as a way to pay tribute to the two women who helped develop him into a much better wrestler.

Terra was a little too dazed to appreciate the fact that the move she was just hit with was courtesy of the woman Clyde was going to marry. If she was a little more aware she probably would have laughed in his face. As it was, and from the way she was feeling after it, she had to admit it was pretty effective.

Still a little dizzy from his last attack Terra was pretty compliant to being pulled up onto her knees, doing so with a dazed groan. Her eyes were closed at the moment, but when she opened them she was just in time to see Clyde pull off another of his tribute attacks, this time nailing her in the side of the head with a massive kick.

"UUUUGHH!!" Terra cried out, her brain boucing off the inside of her head fter taking that hit. She fell to the side, clutching the side of her head, kicking her legs to deal with the pain of the blow. Clyde's kick may have been sloppy, but it did the job none the less.

"I guess you ain't so tough now that you takin' on somebody who knows how to fight, huh?" Clyde couldn't help but grin widely as his borrowed signature move managed to hammer into the side of Terra's skull and effectively down her. Clyde felt that he'd have to end up thinking Zero for using that kick on him so much and help him learn it by getting her that gallon of milk he owed her. Maybe after this match.

"I think you 'bout done here, Red."Clyde would say to Terra with confident smirk before he attempted to grab Terra by her wrists and haul her to her feet before trying to drag her along by the hair and roll her onto the announcers table. If Clyde managed to that he would try and climb on top of the table and attempt to get Terra back on her feet before trying shove her head between his legs to set up for a piledriver.

"Game over, lady." Muttered Clyde as he tried to bend over and wrap his arms around Terra's waist before trying to lift her up with a straining Huff that Clyde would let out if he was able to lift Terra uninterrupted before attempting to preform a Texas Piledriver on Terra as they stood on top of the table.

Once again laid out by one of Clyde's borrowed moves Terra groaned in pain from the floor. She couldn't remember the last time she had been taken for a ride like this, especially so early in the match. Clyde had looked like an absolute moron when she had first met him, and had assumed as such. In underestimating the Texan brawler Terra may have well sealed her fate in this match. If she was bleeding, which it felt like she was, it wouldn't show within her ruby red hair.

Terra would groan again as she was pulled up by her wrists, being lead by Clyde over to the announcers table before being dumped upon it, flopping onto the cold surface. But the worse of it was soon to come. Once again Terra would be hauled to her feet, hunching over to be shoved inbetween Clyde's legs. Terra whined in protest, knowing what was to come, but it would so her no good. She was hauled upwards off the table, hanging in CLyde's grasp upside down, right before she was driven down.

The table cracked in half from Terra's skull plowing through it. Both fighters went through itm but Terra had blacked out immediately upon impact. Both of them would collpase in a hepa on the floor of the ring side, with Terra completely out cold thanks to Clyde's powerful attacks.

As Clyde hauled Terra to her feet and held her with his legs, he couldn't help but grin and laugh a little as she whined in protest, giving him a sense a power that he never felt before as he managed to take control of Terra, lifting her up and holding her upside down by her stomach, not wasting any time in dropping down onto his rear to drive the top of Terra's skull down hard onto the announcers table, cracking it in two and sending both wrestlers down on the floor as the table snapped beneath them as a result of the powerful piledriver, the crowd roaring and gasping in excitement as the Texan drove the hardcore hellcat down into the table.

"Woah..." Muttered Clyde as he laid on the arena floor after the pile driver, able to feel feel Terra's form over his legs as he held onto her stomach. "Hey! You awake..?" He'd mutter while looking at her face to see if she was still there, but saw that she was unconscious, prompting Clyde to release Terra and flop her over onto her back before sitting over her chest, looking down at Terra with a wide grin as he saw that she was unconscious, keeping himself seated on her chest while calling for the Ref-girl to make the count.

"1....2...."

Terra's body flopped limply to the floor after Clyde released her, laying there in a heap just waiting to be pinned. Her head was busted open, that was clear by now, and blood began to flow down the side of her head. She let out a small half conscious graon as Clyde sat on top of her, and even thought they were outside the ring the Hardcore rules meant that falls counted just about anywhere. Completely demolished and sleeping soundly, Terra was helpless as the ref girl pounded the mat a third time. "Three!!" At the third count the bell sounded, and Clyde was named the dominant winner in this match.