Akiha Kosha Vs. Natasha Rostovik

Akiha would get back up on her feet as she had gotten out of the pin, it seemed her opponent had not decided to press her advantage and instead decided to gloat. “Doesn't matter if you pin me for two seconds or two and half seconds or even two and nine-tenths of a second. As long as you don't get the three count, none of that matters. In fact, all you have done is given me more time to recover instead of pressing your advantage. Not only that but you have also told me about your master plan, though it's not very impressive.” stated Akiha in response to her opponent comment. Sure she was mad that her opponent had managed to get a pin on her but she wasn't going to show that, she was royalty and instead simply hid it away while staying calm.

Akiha would then move in, she saw her opponent raising her arms up to defend herself. It seemed that she had scouted the Japanese wrestler high flying moves and was expecting another one. The crimson hair crusader would then instead run away from her opponent or at least that is what it looked. She would actually be moving towards the ropes, using it to build up speed as she came towards her opponent and attempted to perform a drop kick aimed right at her foreign opponent chest.

Seeing her rival rise, Natasha paused as yet again Akiha was attempting to taunt the Russian. This was a battle of words as much as actions. The Russian stood upright and gave a sarcastic laugh "You have too many of zee words, you face zee Iron Curtain next time. Hard to talk when you have no air!" Natasha gave a smirk and despite her broken English, the message was clear.

Natasha was referring to her newly named finisher where she simply sat on her rivals face for the pin.

The crowd enjoyed the comment and cheered much to Natasha's delight. She had been working hard on ending a rival with it, and tonight could be Akiha's lucky night. The irony of course was it was exactly the sort of move Natasha hated being on the other end of, but she tried to block those few incidents from her memory.

As Akiha set off towards the ropes, it took the Russian by surprise. She came after the Japanese girl who was far more nimble and quicker than the heavier former Soviet Federation Champion. As Akiha turned there was an almighty WHACK!

"AGGGHHHH" Natasha was flawed and landed hard on her back clutching her chest. She was stunned and needed a moment. The impact of Akiha increased by her own momentum.

It seemed that her opponent had more words for her. “Perhaps you should look in a mirror because you have done just as much talking as I have if not more. Though I do look forward to ending this match and having you been unable to talk. Though I would not be surprised if you could still throw terrible insults even when out cold as it seems to be as natural to you as breathing.” stated Akiha as she pointed out the flaw while still taunting her opponent.

Going to the ropes, Akiha would see her foreign opponent following her. The Japanese wrestler would bounce off the ropes and make her way towards her opponent before jumping in the air and hitting her with a drop kick. Hearing her opponent yell was music to her ears. Not wasting a moment, the Japanese crusader would quickly make her way towards Natasha before attempting to wrap her legs around her opponent neck, attempting to squeeze the air out of her.

Natasha was hurting both from the words and the dropkick. At the start of the match she admired Akiha, albeit privately, but now she hated her. The Japanese girl was elitist, she had no respect for the Princess, and she was, in Natasha's mind a dirty wrestler. As soon as the scissor was applied the Russian gave a choked gasp.

Dirty Wrestling? Two can play at that game. Natasha firstly answered the ref claiming "Choke! *Gah* She's choking me!" Trying to get the ref to count claiming it was an illegal hold. In truth it was a choke, but an embarrassing one. If Natasha turned one way, her face would be right in Akiha's crotch where she did NOT want to be, especially given her ironic fear of smothering. If she turned the other way, it would increase the pressure on her neck and make her passout.

Whilst the sneaky Russian wrestler distracted the ref, she raised her hand on the ref's blind side and dragged her nails down Akiha's soft skin just to try and free herself, but this took time, and Natasha had gone a deep red, she was struggling and in trouble. Big trouble!

Akiha managed to get her legs around her opponent. Though to her surprise, her opponent would start to cry it was an illegal hold. How the hell was the famous scissor hold an illegal move, it was one of the most famous submission moves known to all of wrestling. The referee would arrive with a confuse look, attempting to figure out if Akiha was doing anything illegally. After all, the crimson hair wrestler was known for performing dirty moves but this one here was not so.

But before the referee could make a call, Akiha eyes would suddenly widen as she then yelled out in pain as she felt her opponent dig her nails into her legs. This would result in her letting go of her opponent right away as she would then back off. She wanted to yell at her opponent but held back, as she had done the same to many other wrestlers when being placed in such a hold. That being said she would not call the referee claiming her opponent was doing an illegal hold when she wasn't. It was something she herself had not sunk down to doing. That being said, as she retreated, she would attempt to give a kick right into her opponent head.

Natasha knew full well this wasnt an illegal move but the Russian wanted to piss off the Japanese girl so much that the red head would be so frustrated and annoyed, she could make a fatal error and lose the match. To add insult, the nail claw was just downright dirty. However it was not all plain sailing, as soon as the hold was released, Natasha took a deep breath, the colour left her cheeks and returned to normal, but then CRACK, the kick to the back of her head didnt do anything for her recovery.

"UUGNNN cheap... ugh.. dirty wrestler!" she muttered as an insult, which so far had done nothing to break the defenses of Akiha. Natasha crawled away still clutching the back of her head and trying to shake the cobwebs away. She still needed a moment and was heading for the ropes to get some much needed assistance.

The crowd and fans of Akiha were calling for the Japanese girl to press her advantage and eventually put away the Russian. Natasha was well aware of this and hastened her pace to try and reach the bottom rope to begin her climb.

As Akiha let off her opponent, she sent out a kick right into her opponent head. It was nice to get a bit of payback. Her opponent would once again make a statement about dirty wrestling. “Funny, I was about to say the same thing to you.” stated Akiha as she would start to get back to her feet, eager to want to get some revenge on her opponent. She would then watch as her opponent went for the ropes to help herself up.

Not wasting a second she would charge towards her opponent or at least that is what it appeared to be. As she got close to jump in the air, performing what at first to be a low drop kick but instead of hitting her opponent she would go through the middle and top ropes. She would hook her arms around each rope to swing herself back and attempt to bring her legs around to hit her opponent, attempting to perform a tiger feint kick.

The Russian got to her knees and leaned against the ropes needed a moment to regain her composure. She was resting on the middle rope, in a very un-lady like position but needs must. The crowd meanwhile who were clearly on the side of the Japanese wrestler even went as far as throwing popcorn at Natasha. This enraged the Russian. How dare they! How dare they throw food at her as if she was some beggar!! She as a Princess and Russian Royalty.

Unfortunately this meant she took her eyes off Akiha who came into view like a rocket. She collided with Natasha sending her back into the ring, tumbling and coming to rest on her back. "AGGGHHH Bitch!" she gasped, in a rare perfectly formed English statement. Eyes screwed up. She did not envision being Akiha kicking bag in this match, but the Japanese had some lethal legs.

Natasha in her mind was screaming to get up and destroy Akiha. Her body however was not. She felt great pain in her chest and she ached. The partisan crowd weighed on, and she could feel the match slipping away. "Niet!" she gasped and attempted to sit up at the very least, if she could

Akiha managed to get the ropes before jumping through them and grabbing the ropes and swinging herself back as her two legs then connected right into her opponent and sent her right into the middle of the ring. Not wasting a moment, she would jump on the top rope, using it as a springboard to launch herself way up in the air and attempt to land on her opponent, trying to take her by surprise while she was still dazed.

The Russian managed to sit up although her head was down for the moment and her long purple hair was covering her face. She took breaths in and out, trying to get the blood pumping and knew she had to do something otherwise she was toast. She had not acquitted herself well in this match so far, and it bothered her.

The pop from the crowd alerted her to something happening. The Russian looked up to see Akiha incoming like a steam train. Natasha fell to her back out of desperation and the need to get out of the way, but she also brought her knees up as a means of defense, hoping that it would absorb some of the landing and maybe just slow Akiha down a bit. The problem was Natasha was sore and mentally she was losing that mean streak