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The lights dim slightly and shift to a soft red hue as as edited version of Headstrong by Trapt begins to play. The first few words alone echo throughout the arena.


Dallas emerges from behind the curtain just as soon as the chorus begins to play.





Making her way to the ring, hailing from Corpus Christi, Texas, standing in at 6'1...Dallas Cruuuuuuuuz!

As she walks down towards the ring, she slightly bobs her head to the beat of the song. She keeps her hands tucked into the pockets of her coat, only taking them out occasionally to touch the hands of a few fans in the crowd. As the song continues, she steps into the ring though the middle and top rope, and glances around into the crowd as she begins to remove her black coat, revealing her tight fitting ring-attire, and tosses it outside of the ring.



The music begins to quiet down as Dallas stands back and awaits for her opponent and the start of her match.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Dallas cracked her neck and slightly bounced from foot to foot, feeling the adreneline begin to pump through her body. She held her hands out and taunted him to come at her. "Let's see what you got, big boy."

Dallas looked at Hiro questioningly. He made no attempted what so ever. "C'mon man, what are you waiting for?" While she said this, she took a few steps forward to him.

Dallas continued foward with a smirk. If he wasn't going to do anything, then she'll be more that happy to start out.

Dallas stopped about a foot from Hiro, simply staring at him in dumbstruck. She was right there for crying out loud, right in front of him!

Much to Dallas' surprise, Hiro reached out to grab her. Much to quickly to counter or reverse whatever he had in mind, Dallas braced herself for a hit, but instead found herself receiving a kiss from her opponent instead. After a few seconds of shock, Dallas pushed herself away from him and brought her hand up to her lips. She looked at Hiro then shook her head in amusement. If one looked closely enough, her smirk was spread on her face, along with a red blush to match. A kiss was the last thing she expected.

Okay, the kiss was fine by her, but was he throwing this match? The angel and devil showed on her shoulder, whispering their opinions into her ear. The good side told her not to give in, to try to win this match fair and square. The bad side tempted her, saying a win was a win and not to pass up the opportunity. Dallas gave a laugh, the bad side seemed to be winning her over. She moved over to him, dropped down to her knees, and laid herself over him an attempt for a pin.