Layla McCarthy vs Natasha Han

Layla calmly stood back up, wiping her hands like she had just finished cleaning up a mess. She looked down at Natasha's body, and snorted in disgust. In a completely humilating fashion she would place her foot on Natsha's chest for an arrogant pin, crossing her arms across her chest. The crowd cheered loudly as the ref dropped down to start the count.

Natasha wouldn't even stir as Layla planted her foot on her. The smaller girl would pick up the three count without a single problem.

As soon as the ref declared Layla the winner the smaller girl smiled and raised her arms in victory. She had sent a strong message with this match to all the women in the AFW who would underestimate her or mock her size. Doing so will get you in big, big trouble.

"That was fun," she said to the unconscious Russian under her foot. "Hope we can do it again sometime. Maybe then you won't be such a pussy." With that Layla would simply turn her back on Natasha and made her way out of the arena, the crowd cheering her as she did.

Natasha just lied there silently, and it wasn't til long after Layla had left the ring that the Russian would manage to struggle to her feet, limping off out of the ring and taking her leave of the arena, an embarassed blush on her face the entire time.