There goes the siren that warns of the air raid There comes the sound of the guns sending flak Out for the scramble we've got to get airborne Got to get up for the coming attack
"Aces High" by Iron Maiden hit the PA system, blue spotlights focused on the entrance to the stage, and Grace Fatsumoto dropped down from above landing in a super hero pose. She stood up and pranced out onto the stage, her cape fluttering behind her. Fresh off of her second match, and her second loss, Grace's face was a wash of determination. She stood out on the edge of the stage refusing to let the words Rex had left with her to resonate in her mind.
Jump in the cockpit and start up the engines Remove all the wheel blocks, there's no time to waste Gathering speed as we head down the runway Gotta get airborne before it's too late
Grace bolted down the ramp, sprinting towards the ring like a flash. Long legs and a loping stride made her appear to almost fly towards the ring. When she reached the floor Grace jumped up towards the ring. She soared through the air and over the ropes, landing inside the ring with a forward roll before popping back up to her feet. Standing in the middle of the ring she raised her arms flashing a pair of thumbs up towards the audience.
"Introducing first, hailing from San Diego, California, standing just 5'3 and weighing only 126lb. She is Grace "The Ace" Fatssumoooootoooo!""
Run Live to fly Fly to live Do or die Won't you run Live to fly Fly to live Aces high
She ran towards the turnbuckle and then up it, standing on the top rope and throwing up another set of spectacular thumbs up. She hopped down and stood in her corner waiting for her opponent to arrive.
The lights in the arena go out, plunging the crowd into darkness.
"Coming in at one hundred thirty-eight pounds! Standing five foot six! From the exquisitely majestic land of Kawasaki, Japan! The Enigmatic Monster! Emiko! Soooooone!"
In the darkness of glittering cellphones littering the arena, a guitar riff breaks out from the speakers! With the first lyrical line uttered, a spotlight drops onstage, revealing Emiko Sone! Blonde hair, red lips, a wardrobe of black and white, Emiko Sone smiled in all her bright! So bright, she wore shades upon her face! The fans in an uproar, grew her smile for a sneak peak, at the glint of her dangerous pearls!
Lonely is the night When you find yourself alone Your demons come to light And your mind is not your own Lonely is the night When there's no one left to call You feel the time is right Say the writin's on the wall, yeah
Head held high, hands laying low, behind at her sides. Soaking in adoration, as she slowly stepped her way forward in the next riff of guitar. Arena lights gradually lifted, at every step of Sone, soon blue, purple, and red lights attacked energetically in tune!
It's a high time to fight When the walls are closin' in Call it what you like This time you got to win Lonely, lonely, lonely Your spirit's sinkin' down You find you're not the only stranger in this town
Making way down ramp, she lowered her gaze to now take notice of her in ring opponent. Emiko's smile broadened, halting not even halfway down! Commencing a gleeful stare down from ramp to the young woman in ring!
Red lights, green lights, stop 'n go jive Headlines, deadlines jammin' your mind You been stealin' shots from the side Let your feelin' go for a ride
In the next bout of guitar riff, Enigmatic Monster put a leg forward in headbanging with the rhythm! Her long blonde locks whipped the floor before her! Throwing her head back a final time, to sooth the strands back into place. Shades thrown off from momentum, Emiko exposed an emerald eye, with the other, was purified white fabric.
There's danger out tonight The man is on the prowl Get the dynamite The boys are set to prowl Lonely is the night When you hear the voices call Are you ready for a fight? Do you wanna take it all?
A sudden sprint down ramp, at upbringing of Billy Squier singing! Monster Sone was soon sliding into the ring, up on her feet and heading straight for Grace! Stopping a foot short of mashing beaks, Emiko threw fists up to each of her own joyful cheek! A couple of thumbs popped up, returning Graces own eccentric greeting, happily baring her pearls, she backed away to start center ring!
Slowdown, showdown, waitin' on line Showtime, no time changin' your mind Streets are ringin', march to the sound Let your secrets follow you down
Entrance song fading away from FG's high expense speakers, Emiko Sone awaited the bell, hands lowered and one with an offer of a respectful handshake.
Posted: Tue Jul 11, 2023 6:48 pm
To say that Grace was excited about her opponent would be an understatement. The moment Emiko stepped out on stage it took everything within her willpower not to start cheering right along with the audience. Having gone to school and done the vast majority of her wrestling training in Japan, Grace knew exactly who Emiko was; and was a bit of a mark for her.
Grinning right along with Emiko during her entrance, Grace stepped forward to accept the handshake graciously. She took a step back and waited for the bell to ring, offering to start the match with a classic collar and elbow.
Taking on the grapple, Emiko immediately threw in all her strength to push back the shorter and lighter opponent! Emiko hadn't gotten around to scouting out on Fatsumoto, yet it didn't mean she was unaware of the threat in her talent and agility! So, to that, the Enigmatic Monster suddenly threw out all her strength! Allowing Grace a opportunity to taste a bit from her basket of tricks! With an unanticipated drop of force from Emiko, Grace would instead find herself pulled forward in a monkey flip!
Posted: Tue Jul 11, 2023 8:19 pm
Emiko's sudden burst of strength was not as insurmountable as Ewing Winters' raw power; it was however, more than enough to take the early lead in the match. Grace was forced back causing her to overbalance making it all too easy for Emiko to throw Grace over her with a monkey flip.
Grace was thrown behind Emiko and landed on her lower back. She was able to pop back up quickly, excitement growing as she approached again for another tie up. This time would be different, she was ready for the strength, this time, she expected it. Grace would try to reach an arm around Emiko's neck into a headlock. Dropping her own weight she would try to flip Emiko with a snap suplex.
The feeling of Grace's stomach shift off her feet and launched back first behind her, Emiko was certain she would be turning around to catch hold of an arm to work! Yet, found out otherwise, whipping around off her back, up to her feet, Emiko froze! Stunned to see Fatsumoto's face looking right back! Emiko was shook at the lightning quickness! Smile unfaltering, as it too, froze in the initial shock and Grace kept on truckin' business as usual!
At a blink of an eye, and you'll miss it, Emiko was slapped into another lock up! Some fast hand-arm movement, had her second guessing of not prioritizing agility in training for the return! Sone slammed to the mat, air blown out, but that was nothing new! A kip-up, turn, and an arm ready for a clothesline! She'll show her opponent what for! Emiko's smile became a grin, getting a surge of feeling, that gave her an inclination, she's miffed!
Posted: Wed Jul 12, 2023 4:51 pm
Grace felt a rush of triumph, for the briefest moment she had thought maybe Rex had cursed her. A nagging voice had spent any free time she had since King of the Canvas hissing to her that she would never achieve her dreams. Those doubts washed away when she felt the ring shake from Emiko's body smashing into it. She kipped up, turning around to formulate her next attack and came face to face with a clothesline that took her flat to the mat.
This was the way matches were supposed to go! The speed that the two women were moving was only the beginning. Toughened by her training in Japan, training Emiko was undoubtedly familiar with, Grace hopped back to her feet. She snapped her head around trying to lock in on her target.
An edge of relief, lightened Emiko's apprehension, at the dropping of Grace! A second to breath, moment to change gears! Emiko had been put through the course in Japan, but that was decades ago, and being thirty against a young rook straight out of Japan..
Turning around to see that Grace was AGAIN, sprinting her back off the canvas! Not this time! The Enigmatic Monster knew she had to keep up the pace! Running forward, in making haste to ensure that this hedgehog took some heat and a hop for Grace's head to catch her knee!
Posted: Wed Jul 12, 2023 6:20 pm
Grace was fast to her feet, and even faster on her feet; but to a poised and ready Emiko, she wasn't fast enough. Just as she turned and spotted Emiko the knee came up and caught her in the face. The blow staggered Grace back, leaving her standing on wobbly feet for a moment.
She shook her head clear and charged forward; if Emiko was going to graduate to knee strikes, Grace would respond in kind, only she was aiming with a series of elbow strikes meant to drive Emiko towards the ropes. Grace was a skilled martial artist, no master by any means, but she was a had been practicing since childhood. As precise as her strikes were, she was telegraphing her intentions outright.
Impressed or concerned, Emiko couldn't quite decide or more likely wasn't given the time to decide! Fatsumoto pressed the one and only Oni, in a barrage of.. kung fu teriyaki? Pushed back, with raised arms in defense, and giving Grace a few steps forward. Aware of those strikes being of some form, of fighting art.. recollection grew in the back of Emiko Sone's mind, as she started to read her opponent's actions!
Allowing Grace to get her against the ropes, Emiko took a dodge, ducked, and went in for a hug on the torso, to a hoist, then fall back, for Fatsumoto's throat to catch rope! Successful?! Emiko counted on her blue competitor in holding resiliency to wobble once more, so she could crack out neckbreaker!
Posted: Wed Jul 12, 2023 7:50 pm
The subtle rumble of the audience grew and grew as Emiko and Grace traded bumps, and then heavy strikes; they were being drawn into the match from the very beginning and it was clear they were enjoying the match. Grace could hear their adoration and it fueled her. Her strikes kept connecting and she pressed Emiko to the ropes, she went to grab Emiko and whip her across the ring but found a skilled wrestler waiting for the opportune moment. Just as her final strike was swung Emiko ducked it an lifted Grace enough to bring her throat down on the ropes. Gagging, Grace staggered back mind racing for a solution that wouldn't come.
Emiko's neckbreaker connected, and Grace was brought down to the mat arms wrapped around the back of her neck. This time she was not getting right back up, she writhed on the mat oblivious to the eruption of cheers from the audience
Cheers in her ears, Emiko spun up off her back, expecting another go from Grace! A smirk scoffed up by the sight of Fatsumoto, still down, nursing her bump. Slowly nodding her head, as if to say, 'Got you bogged down.. good.' This was what she wanted and honestly what she needed! Emiko came back prepped for heavyweight matches, not cruiserweights!
The Enigmatic Monster knew just what to do! Making a move, Emiko pulls The Ace up in a sit, taking a knee behind her, and sensually slides her hands across Grace's cheeks.. Gliding down to her pretty chin, wherein turning the page here, Sone aggressively grips it into a tight reverse chinlock!
Posted: Thu Jul 13, 2023 6:25 pm
Grace wasn't beaten, not by a long shot, she wouldn't even be down for much longer. Emiko hadn't finished her, only stunned her; but that was enough to capitalize on. That was a wise move as a fire was starting to burn in Grace's belly.
Emiko's hands sliding along her cheeks sent chills down Grace's spine, the reverse chinlock sent shocks. She arched her back, pushing with her legs instinctively trying to alleviate the pressure on her neck. Her hands shot up grabbing for Emiko's, struggling to pull them away. When that didn't work she reached out uselessly for the ropes, kicking with her feet trying hard to push herself just a bit closer, the tips of her fingers brushing the bottom rope.
Emiko held relentlessly tight throughout Grace's painful squirming! Sone still smiling, though it be thin through her face of focus. Unaware of how near her captive was to getting a release, due to the one missing orb of sight, that had rolled as freely with the one still functioning!
It was a few seconds of Grace straining in her reach, that Sone caught a clue, and noticing the reaching for freedom.. "Say please! It's a magic word!" Taunted the Enigmatic Monster!
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