Post by kjcasey42 on Jul 3, 2018 0:57:09 GMT
Fort Lauderdale, FL
“Ladies and gentlemen,” the ring announcer bellows, “our next contest is scheduled for one fall with a twenty minute time limit! In the ring at this time, from Bangkok, Thailand...She stands five feet seven inches tall and weighs in at one hundred twenty-four pounds, this is...ACHARA DANPAE!!”
ACHARA DANPAE
The crowd gives the kickboxing prodigy, who is wearing her traditional attire of a white sports bra and boxing shorts with taped fists and feet, some light, polite applause. The newly minted rookie has shown to be tough but unpolished as a wrestler, and while the FAWNatics have appreciated her gutsy performances in her matches up till now, nobody can truthfully say they were surprised that she came up short in those contests. For her part, Achara gives a polite smile and a wave to the crowd, in between stretching and throwing some practice forearms and shin kicks at the turnbuckle.
“And her opponent…” the ring announcer continues before all the lights go out in the arena. The crowd then pops huge as the sound of an air raid siren fills the air and a pair of red searchlights scan the audience, stopping at the entranceway, where a petite woman pulls on her fingerless MMA-style gloves. As the searchlights fade and the air raid sirens die down, the lights come up and Monowar’s “Warriors of the World” pipes into the loudspeakers.
WARRIORS OF THE WORLD: www.youtube.com/watch?v=Dll329ggLIY
Now that the lights are back up, the ring announcer continues, “...from Los Angeles, California...she stands five feet two inches tall and weighs in tonight at one hundred twelve pounds...She is the Modern Day Ronin...This is KANAKO AKIYAMA!!”
KANAKO AKIYAMA
She is wearing a black and red striped crop top with matching boy cut shorts and black wrestling shoes. Less than one week removed from Lady Lydia Lethbridge’s vicious attack on her, Kanako marches to the ring, her face a mask of barely contained rage. FAWN officials suggested that she cancel her upcoming match obligations until the thirteen stitches in her head could be removed, but the Tokyo Tiger was having none of it.
As soon as the referee finishes patting Kanako down, she strides to the middle of the ring, facing Achara, her arms outstretched to her opponent in a show of pre-match sportsmanship, though the expression on her face is anything but friendly. Achara, while not necessarily intimidated by the Modern Day Ronin, she can certainly feel the malice that radiates from the diminutive Japanese girl. Nevertheless, Kanako’s reputation precedes her, and the rookie knows that her sense of honor wouldn’t allow her to engage in a sneak attack. With that in mind, Achara comes out of the corner and takes Kanako’s hands into her own in a firm shake. Kanako gives a slight, almost imperceivable, smile and a nod as they disengage and return to their respective corners until the referee signals for the bell to sound, starting the match.
Both fighters push out of their corners, Achara taking her familiar Muay Thai stance while Kanako has her arms raised in a grappling stance. After circling each other a couple times, Kanako finally makes the first move, lunging in for a collar-and-elbow tie up. Achara, however, shows her inexperience, and fumbles at Kanako’s grapple, stumbling backwards into the ropes, prompting a confused look from the Modern Day Ronin. After shaking the cobwebs, Achara gives the referee a nod to indicate she’s ready to go. Kanako nods, in turn, to Achara, and steps back to allow her opponent some space. Again, they circle, and this time it’s Achara who is the aggressor, throwing a couple quick shin kicks. Kanako fairly easily parries the first kick, but chooses to absorb the second one to allow her to close the gap between them again and go for another lockup. When Achara again struggles with this most basic of wrestling holds, she is surprised to hear her opponent’s voice, not mocking but patient and encouraging.
“Come on, Achara...Right hand behind my head, left hand on my shoulder. You can do this.”
The Thai girl blinks, then nods and follows Kanako’s instructions. “Ready?” she asks as soon as the tie up is complete. When Achara nods, Akiyama begins pushing against her, and she follows suit. Achara had assumed that the size difference between them would allow her to push Kanako around fairly easily, so she was surprised to find herself moving backwards in spite of her efforts. The smaller girl managed to work the hold before they got to a corner or the ropes, and quickly shifted her weight to arm drag the kickboxer down to the mat. Kanako holds on to the arm, though, and twists and wrenches on it, eliciting a pained yelp from the kickboxer.
“Sorry,” Kanako apologizes half-heartedly as Achara struggles against the armbar, “but we’ve got a match to do here, and we need to have a quick chat.”
“Nnngh!! W-what are you talking about?” the Thai girl asks, confused.
“Have you had no formal training? In wrestling, I mean.”
“N-no…” comes Danpe’s answer, “I’ve been trying to learn from instruction books and videos. Why? You gonna make fun of me like everyone else”
“No...No, nothing like that.” Kanako shakes her head before giving her opponent’s arm another wringing, causing her to cry out in pain yet again. The Modern Day Ronin looks out at the crowd, and she can see they’re getting restless. “All right…” she says through gritted teeth after a few more moments of turning things over in her mind. She throws the limb down and clambers to her feet before adding to herself, “...let’s see if we can pull a decent match out of you.”
Achara sits up and cradles her hurting arm for a moment. She then looks up to see her opponent standing back, waiting patiently for her to get to her feet, which she does. She takes her kickboxing stance again and is slightly surprised, though she doesn’t show it, to see Kanako taking a similar stance, closer to boxing than kickboxing. Kanako takes the initiative as the aggressor, wading in throwing a pair of jabs to Achara’s midsection, which the Thai beauty easily blocks, and responds with a straight right that her Japanese opponent ducks and counters with an uppercut that nails Achara square on the jaw. Achara staggers but stays upright, recovering quickly and knocking Kanako back with a wheel kick that catches her just above her ear. Kanako drops to one knee, but quickly drops Achara to a similar position with a sweep of the legs.
Both women take a moment to catch their breath as the audience gives them a round of appreciative applause. Kanako smiles to herself as she looks down. “Good,” she says simply in between gulping breaths, “they’re into it.” She looks up to see Achara looking out at the crowd, mix of surprise and satisfaction at the positive reaction. “Feels good, right, Achara?” she calls over to the kickboxing prodigy, who nods in reply.
“What are you two doing?” The referee steps in, exasperated,”This is wrestling, not MMA!”
“Relax, Brian,” Kanako chides the rookie referee as she gets to her feet. “A wise man once said that the art of wrestling is accentuating the positives and hiding the negatives. That’s what we’re doing here.” She then looks across at Danpe, “When you’re ready, come at me with everything you’ve got.” When Achara only answers with a confused look, she elaborates, “Look, I can absorb a lot of punishment, and I imagine you’re tough enough to take whatever I can dish out. So, let’s just throw hands and let it all hang out. Sound good?” Achara nods as she uses the ropes to pull herself up. “Good. Whenever you’re ready.” The Tokyo Tiger steps up and slaps her own chest for the benefit of the audience, indicating that she’s inviting her opponent to take a free shot at her.
Once on her feet, Achara obliges her foe, laying into her with a wicked forearm shot to the chest. Kanako staggers a step and then answers with one of her own to a similar reaction. Back and forth they exchange forearms, which becomes slaps, which become fists, smashing into each other with abandon, and whipping the crowd into a frenzy as the blows come stiffer and stiffer with increasingly fewer intervals in between. Finally, Achara cuts Kanako off, burying a pair of knees deep into the Japanese girl’s midsection. She doubles over, gasping for breath, and is thus unprepared when Danpe uncorks a stiff axe kick.
AXE KICK: www.youtube.com/watch?v=sCNPzSPlOz8
Kanako immediately drops to the mat with a scream of anguish. Achara moves in to press her advantage, but stops abruptly when she sees Jackson Pollock-esque drops of crimson on the mat. When Kanako picks up her head, those drops become pools of blood, and she and the audience can see why. While not specifically aiming for them, Achara’s axe kick nailed Kanako square in the middle of the stitches on the top of her head, opening them up once more and causing a cascade of blood over the Modern Day Ronin’s head and face.
“AAAAAARGH!! SHIT!!” Kanako cries out in agony and frustration. Seeing Brian, now equipped with a fresh pair of latex gloves, moving in to check on her wound, she quickly waves him off. “I’m FINE!!” she insists, then calls out to her opponent, “Hey!! Don’t just stand there! Don’t you have a match to win?!”
Achara nods and dives in for a lateral cover! It is not the most secure of covers but it still counts.
ONE!
TWO!
NOOOO!
Kanako kips and shoves the Thai kicker aside as she breaks out of the fall.
Displaying good sportsmanship, the Thai Kickboxer pushes herself back to her feet and moves into her corner as she waits for her opponent to recover. And against the advice of the medic, Kanako stands up, staggering, only to find herself being a victim of a dangerous Flying Knee Strike!
FLYING KNEE STRIKE
www.youtube.com/watch?v=--Sj8eGL_n0
The Modern Day Ronin falls back into the ropes which then throws her onto her fours, glassy eyed. “I’m normally not supposed to do this but this is an exception, right?” Danpae asked before attempting another Axe Kick to her grounded opponent but redirects the kick onto Kanako’s back in fear of causing a concussion.
AXE KICK: www.youtube.com/watch?v=sCNPzSPlOz8
“UNNNGH!!” Kanako groans as she flattens to the ground. Slowly getting familiar with the rules, Achara quickly flips the Japanese over and hooks her leg for…
ONE!
TWO!
THRENNOOOO!
Danpae sits up, surprised by the her opponent’s fortitude. She picks the Japanese girl up and pins her against the ropes, a measure to keep her vertical. Clasping her hands behind her head, The Lethal Striker bends her over and repeatedly drives her weaponized knee into her face.
Wrestling rules apply, give or take, and the ref begins to count, ONE...TWO...THREE...
Achara realizes what she is doing is wrong and quickly releases Kanako. “Come on Kanako! I am getting a hang of this!”, Achara backs to the center of the ring begging Kanako to do the same.
The woozy Japanese girl droops slightly from the ropes before pushing herself back onto her feet. Slowly regaining her senses, she rushes towards Achara and takes a leg swing towards Achara’s obliques. But unlike any Muay Thai match where the kick would be deflected with a raised knee, Achara grabs hold of Kanako’s leg, draws her elbow back and plants the weaponized joint into the kneecap of the Japanese!
“AHHHHHHH”, Kanako wails in anguish as the sharp strike to the knee. Holding onto the her leg, Achara sweeps the other causing the shorter opponent to fall.
“Time to try this...” Achara mutters as Kanako lay on the ground and drops her full weight onto Kanako’s targeted leg with a classic wrestling 101 Leg Lock!
“Come one Kanako! Tap!” Achara demands, for once showing her aggression in FAWN.
“RRRRRGH!!!” Kanako growls through gritted teeth as she tries to figure out a way out of this. “G-gonna take...more than that...to get me to submit!” she answers her foe’s demand. “I’ve never tapped out in my entire fucking life...and I’ll be damned if you’re gonna be the first to make me!” Achara frowns at this declaration and offers Kanako’s hurt wheel a trio of quick kicks before reapplying the hold, causing the Japanese girl to scream out in pain. However, when the Thai beauty leans in to re-apply the leglock, Kanako grabs her and pulls her into a small package rollup. The Modern Day Ronin quickly releases the pin attempt, though, as escape was its true purpose. Kanako quickly rolls away and kips up to a loud applause, and before Achara can get her bearings, she buries a stiff kick to dead center of Danpe’s back.
Unfortunately for Kanako, she instinctively kicked her opponent with the leg that Achara had been working over, causing her to cry out and fall on her backside as her leg gives out. As Achara works to shake the cobwebs, Kanako furiously pounds on her injured knee to try and get the feeling back into it. The kickboxing prodigy wins this race, as she’s first to her feet. She grabs Kanako around her head (after an instinctive grab for Kanako’s nonexistent hair comes up empty), and brings her into the corner.
“I’ve seen this done enough times,” Achara whispers to herself, “I’m sure I can do it right.” With that, the Thai girl hurls Kanako into the opposite corner with a passable Irish whip. Unfortunately for Achara, Kanako’s quick reflexes and superior agility allow her to scale the turnbuckles and launch herself up and over her opponent in a breathtaking backflip. She hops a bit on the landing, landing as she did on her hurt leg, but adrenaline takes over and she dashes for the ropes while Achara is still figuring out what’s going on. She turns around just in time to eat a high velocity running clothesline from the Japanese girl.
CORNER BACKFLIP INTO RUNNING CLOTHESLINE: www.youtube.com/watch?v=1K2Yz6bP6lw
Achara’s back arches as she hits the mat, and she rolls over to try and alleviate the pain, only to have the smaller girl haul her up to her feet by the hair.
“Good Irish whip, Achara,” Kanako commends her opponent, though her tone isn’t very friendly, “but here’s a better one!” With that, the Tokyo Tiger launches her foe into the opposite corner, and she lets out a pained yelp upon impact. Kanako doesn’t give her time to recover though, as she again throws herself at Achara with a corner dropkick that drops the bigger girl to one knee. She quickly rolls backwards and up to her feet to follow the dropkick up with a running knee strike that drops Danpe further to a sitting position. Again, Kanako quickly backs up and throws herself at Achara with reckless abandon, nailing her with a Cannonball forward somersault, completing the trifecta of corner moves Kanako calls the Triple Play.
RUNNING CORNER DROPKICK: www.youtube.com/watch?v=msHkEsnOaQ8
RUNNING CORNER KNEE STRIKE: (@ 1:28) www.youtube.com/watch?v=eVKZqlFNHDM&t=88s
CANNONBALL: www.youtube.com/watch?v=z_s4p19wqNg
The crowd builds to a fever pitch as Achara slumps to the mat and Kanako plays to the crowd briefly, before pulling her right glove tight, signalling that she’s preparing to uncork her devastating Uraken spinning back fist. She patiently waits for Achara to get to her feet, looking for all the world like a predator stalking its prey. When the kickboxer-turned-wrestler makes it to her feet, she doesn’t stay there long, as she gets dropped immediately by the stiff blow.
URAKEN: www.youtube.com/watch?v=C-IJQ4RSsDI
Normally, Kanako would have caught her opponent, in preparation for her next move, but Achara dropped like a stone so quickly that she didn’t get the chance to. So, instead, she picks her up and applies a reverse headlock. Grabbing a hold of the waistband of Achara’s shorts, she lifts her up and brings her back down crashing to the mat headfirst with the inverted brainbuster Kanako calls the Dragon Driver!
DRAGON DRIVER: www.youtube.com/watch?v=3mLc7s86JMw
Achara starfishes onto the mat and Kanako quickly makes the cover, hooking the near leg.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Kanako sits back on her haunches, gasping for air as the ringside physician scrambles into the ring at the sound of the bell to try and clean the Japanese girl up of the crimson mask she’s currently wearing.
“Ladies and gentlemen...The winner of this match, via pinfall...The Modern Day Ronin, KANAKO AKIYAMA!!”
The crowd roars its approval as Achara rolls onto her stomach, the lights finally starting to come back on again.
“I...I lost again, didn’t I?” Achara says sadly looking up at Kanako, still being worked on.
“Yeah,” Kanako nods, looking at Achara with sympathy, “but you gave it your best. Thank you, Achara. It was a good fight.” When Achara gets onto her knees, Kanako holds out her hand to her in a show of sportsmanship. “After a brief pause of Achara looking at the hand and then to Kanako’s bloody face, she does take the hand and shakes it to another round of applause. “You have a lot of potential, Achara,” Kanako says, smiling, “but your kickboxing alone won’t be able to get the job done here. You need to find someone who will train you.”
Achara considers Kanako’s words for a moment before nodding slowly, “Promise me another match when I get better.” Kanako smiles and nods, which in turn elicits a likewise response from the lethal striker before she rolls out of the ring and heads to the back to let Kanako celebrate her well-earned win. For her part, Kanako soaks in the applause of the audience before heading to the back herself, exchanging high fives with fans.
When the front office would learn of the mishap with Kanako’s stitches the next day, they would issue an ultimatum to the Modern Day Ronin; Come off the road until the stitches can be removed, or be suspended until Summer Swelter. That would suit her fine, as it turns out. It would give her time to focus on her new mission in life: The destruction of Lady Lydia Lethbrige.
“Ladies and gentlemen,” the ring announcer bellows, “our next contest is scheduled for one fall with a twenty minute time limit! In the ring at this time, from Bangkok, Thailand...She stands five feet seven inches tall and weighs in at one hundred twenty-four pounds, this is...ACHARA DANPAE!!”
ACHARA DANPAE
The crowd gives the kickboxing prodigy, who is wearing her traditional attire of a white sports bra and boxing shorts with taped fists and feet, some light, polite applause. The newly minted rookie has shown to be tough but unpolished as a wrestler, and while the FAWNatics have appreciated her gutsy performances in her matches up till now, nobody can truthfully say they were surprised that she came up short in those contests. For her part, Achara gives a polite smile and a wave to the crowd, in between stretching and throwing some practice forearms and shin kicks at the turnbuckle.
“And her opponent…” the ring announcer continues before all the lights go out in the arena. The crowd then pops huge as the sound of an air raid siren fills the air and a pair of red searchlights scan the audience, stopping at the entranceway, where a petite woman pulls on her fingerless MMA-style gloves. As the searchlights fade and the air raid sirens die down, the lights come up and Monowar’s “Warriors of the World” pipes into the loudspeakers.
WARRIORS OF THE WORLD: www.youtube.com/watch?v=Dll329ggLIY
Now that the lights are back up, the ring announcer continues, “...from Los Angeles, California...she stands five feet two inches tall and weighs in tonight at one hundred twelve pounds...She is the Modern Day Ronin...This is KANAKO AKIYAMA!!”
KANAKO AKIYAMA
She is wearing a black and red striped crop top with matching boy cut shorts and black wrestling shoes. Less than one week removed from Lady Lydia Lethbridge’s vicious attack on her, Kanako marches to the ring, her face a mask of barely contained rage. FAWN officials suggested that she cancel her upcoming match obligations until the thirteen stitches in her head could be removed, but the Tokyo Tiger was having none of it.
As soon as the referee finishes patting Kanako down, she strides to the middle of the ring, facing Achara, her arms outstretched to her opponent in a show of pre-match sportsmanship, though the expression on her face is anything but friendly. Achara, while not necessarily intimidated by the Modern Day Ronin, she can certainly feel the malice that radiates from the diminutive Japanese girl. Nevertheless, Kanako’s reputation precedes her, and the rookie knows that her sense of honor wouldn’t allow her to engage in a sneak attack. With that in mind, Achara comes out of the corner and takes Kanako’s hands into her own in a firm shake. Kanako gives a slight, almost imperceivable, smile and a nod as they disengage and return to their respective corners until the referee signals for the bell to sound, starting the match.
Both fighters push out of their corners, Achara taking her familiar Muay Thai stance while Kanako has her arms raised in a grappling stance. After circling each other a couple times, Kanako finally makes the first move, lunging in for a collar-and-elbow tie up. Achara, however, shows her inexperience, and fumbles at Kanako’s grapple, stumbling backwards into the ropes, prompting a confused look from the Modern Day Ronin. After shaking the cobwebs, Achara gives the referee a nod to indicate she’s ready to go. Kanako nods, in turn, to Achara, and steps back to allow her opponent some space. Again, they circle, and this time it’s Achara who is the aggressor, throwing a couple quick shin kicks. Kanako fairly easily parries the first kick, but chooses to absorb the second one to allow her to close the gap between them again and go for another lockup. When Achara again struggles with this most basic of wrestling holds, she is surprised to hear her opponent’s voice, not mocking but patient and encouraging.
“Come on, Achara...Right hand behind my head, left hand on my shoulder. You can do this.”
The Thai girl blinks, then nods and follows Kanako’s instructions. “Ready?” she asks as soon as the tie up is complete. When Achara nods, Akiyama begins pushing against her, and she follows suit. Achara had assumed that the size difference between them would allow her to push Kanako around fairly easily, so she was surprised to find herself moving backwards in spite of her efforts. The smaller girl managed to work the hold before they got to a corner or the ropes, and quickly shifted her weight to arm drag the kickboxer down to the mat. Kanako holds on to the arm, though, and twists and wrenches on it, eliciting a pained yelp from the kickboxer.
“Sorry,” Kanako apologizes half-heartedly as Achara struggles against the armbar, “but we’ve got a match to do here, and we need to have a quick chat.”
“Nnngh!! W-what are you talking about?” the Thai girl asks, confused.
“Have you had no formal training? In wrestling, I mean.”
“N-no…” comes Danpe’s answer, “I’ve been trying to learn from instruction books and videos. Why? You gonna make fun of me like everyone else”
“No...No, nothing like that.” Kanako shakes her head before giving her opponent’s arm another wringing, causing her to cry out in pain yet again. The Modern Day Ronin looks out at the crowd, and she can see they’re getting restless. “All right…” she says through gritted teeth after a few more moments of turning things over in her mind. She throws the limb down and clambers to her feet before adding to herself, “...let’s see if we can pull a decent match out of you.”
Achara sits up and cradles her hurting arm for a moment. She then looks up to see her opponent standing back, waiting patiently for her to get to her feet, which she does. She takes her kickboxing stance again and is slightly surprised, though she doesn’t show it, to see Kanako taking a similar stance, closer to boxing than kickboxing. Kanako takes the initiative as the aggressor, wading in throwing a pair of jabs to Achara’s midsection, which the Thai beauty easily blocks, and responds with a straight right that her Japanese opponent ducks and counters with an uppercut that nails Achara square on the jaw. Achara staggers but stays upright, recovering quickly and knocking Kanako back with a wheel kick that catches her just above her ear. Kanako drops to one knee, but quickly drops Achara to a similar position with a sweep of the legs.
Both women take a moment to catch their breath as the audience gives them a round of appreciative applause. Kanako smiles to herself as she looks down. “Good,” she says simply in between gulping breaths, “they’re into it.” She looks up to see Achara looking out at the crowd, mix of surprise and satisfaction at the positive reaction. “Feels good, right, Achara?” she calls over to the kickboxing prodigy, who nods in reply.
“What are you two doing?” The referee steps in, exasperated,”This is wrestling, not MMA!”
“Relax, Brian,” Kanako chides the rookie referee as she gets to her feet. “A wise man once said that the art of wrestling is accentuating the positives and hiding the negatives. That’s what we’re doing here.” She then looks across at Danpe, “When you’re ready, come at me with everything you’ve got.” When Achara only answers with a confused look, she elaborates, “Look, I can absorb a lot of punishment, and I imagine you’re tough enough to take whatever I can dish out. So, let’s just throw hands and let it all hang out. Sound good?” Achara nods as she uses the ropes to pull herself up. “Good. Whenever you’re ready.” The Tokyo Tiger steps up and slaps her own chest for the benefit of the audience, indicating that she’s inviting her opponent to take a free shot at her.
Once on her feet, Achara obliges her foe, laying into her with a wicked forearm shot to the chest. Kanako staggers a step and then answers with one of her own to a similar reaction. Back and forth they exchange forearms, which becomes slaps, which become fists, smashing into each other with abandon, and whipping the crowd into a frenzy as the blows come stiffer and stiffer with increasingly fewer intervals in between. Finally, Achara cuts Kanako off, burying a pair of knees deep into the Japanese girl’s midsection. She doubles over, gasping for breath, and is thus unprepared when Danpe uncorks a stiff axe kick.
AXE KICK: www.youtube.com/watch?v=sCNPzSPlOz8
Kanako immediately drops to the mat with a scream of anguish. Achara moves in to press her advantage, but stops abruptly when she sees Jackson Pollock-esque drops of crimson on the mat. When Kanako picks up her head, those drops become pools of blood, and she and the audience can see why. While not specifically aiming for them, Achara’s axe kick nailed Kanako square in the middle of the stitches on the top of her head, opening them up once more and causing a cascade of blood over the Modern Day Ronin’s head and face.
“AAAAAARGH!! SHIT!!” Kanako cries out in agony and frustration. Seeing Brian, now equipped with a fresh pair of latex gloves, moving in to check on her wound, she quickly waves him off. “I’m FINE!!” she insists, then calls out to her opponent, “Hey!! Don’t just stand there! Don’t you have a match to win?!”
Achara nods and dives in for a lateral cover! It is not the most secure of covers but it still counts.
ONE!
TWO!
NOOOO!
Kanako kips and shoves the Thai kicker aside as she breaks out of the fall.
Displaying good sportsmanship, the Thai Kickboxer pushes herself back to her feet and moves into her corner as she waits for her opponent to recover. And against the advice of the medic, Kanako stands up, staggering, only to find herself being a victim of a dangerous Flying Knee Strike!
FLYING KNEE STRIKE
www.youtube.com/watch?v=--Sj8eGL_n0
The Modern Day Ronin falls back into the ropes which then throws her onto her fours, glassy eyed. “I’m normally not supposed to do this but this is an exception, right?” Danpae asked before attempting another Axe Kick to her grounded opponent but redirects the kick onto Kanako’s back in fear of causing a concussion.
AXE KICK: www.youtube.com/watch?v=sCNPzSPlOz8
“UNNNGH!!” Kanako groans as she flattens to the ground. Slowly getting familiar with the rules, Achara quickly flips the Japanese over and hooks her leg for…
ONE!
TWO!
THRENNOOOO!
Danpae sits up, surprised by the her opponent’s fortitude. She picks the Japanese girl up and pins her against the ropes, a measure to keep her vertical. Clasping her hands behind her head, The Lethal Striker bends her over and repeatedly drives her weaponized knee into her face.
Wrestling rules apply, give or take, and the ref begins to count, ONE...TWO...THREE...
Achara realizes what she is doing is wrong and quickly releases Kanako. “Come on Kanako! I am getting a hang of this!”, Achara backs to the center of the ring begging Kanako to do the same.
The woozy Japanese girl droops slightly from the ropes before pushing herself back onto her feet. Slowly regaining her senses, she rushes towards Achara and takes a leg swing towards Achara’s obliques. But unlike any Muay Thai match where the kick would be deflected with a raised knee, Achara grabs hold of Kanako’s leg, draws her elbow back and plants the weaponized joint into the kneecap of the Japanese!
“AHHHHHHH”, Kanako wails in anguish as the sharp strike to the knee. Holding onto the her leg, Achara sweeps the other causing the shorter opponent to fall.
“Time to try this...” Achara mutters as Kanako lay on the ground and drops her full weight onto Kanako’s targeted leg with a classic wrestling 101 Leg Lock!
“Come one Kanako! Tap!” Achara demands, for once showing her aggression in FAWN.
“RRRRRGH!!!” Kanako growls through gritted teeth as she tries to figure out a way out of this. “G-gonna take...more than that...to get me to submit!” she answers her foe’s demand. “I’ve never tapped out in my entire fucking life...and I’ll be damned if you’re gonna be the first to make me!” Achara frowns at this declaration and offers Kanako’s hurt wheel a trio of quick kicks before reapplying the hold, causing the Japanese girl to scream out in pain. However, when the Thai beauty leans in to re-apply the leglock, Kanako grabs her and pulls her into a small package rollup. The Modern Day Ronin quickly releases the pin attempt, though, as escape was its true purpose. Kanako quickly rolls away and kips up to a loud applause, and before Achara can get her bearings, she buries a stiff kick to dead center of Danpe’s back.
Unfortunately for Kanako, she instinctively kicked her opponent with the leg that Achara had been working over, causing her to cry out and fall on her backside as her leg gives out. As Achara works to shake the cobwebs, Kanako furiously pounds on her injured knee to try and get the feeling back into it. The kickboxing prodigy wins this race, as she’s first to her feet. She grabs Kanako around her head (after an instinctive grab for Kanako’s nonexistent hair comes up empty), and brings her into the corner.
“I’ve seen this done enough times,” Achara whispers to herself, “I’m sure I can do it right.” With that, the Thai girl hurls Kanako into the opposite corner with a passable Irish whip. Unfortunately for Achara, Kanako’s quick reflexes and superior agility allow her to scale the turnbuckles and launch herself up and over her opponent in a breathtaking backflip. She hops a bit on the landing, landing as she did on her hurt leg, but adrenaline takes over and she dashes for the ropes while Achara is still figuring out what’s going on. She turns around just in time to eat a high velocity running clothesline from the Japanese girl.
CORNER BACKFLIP INTO RUNNING CLOTHESLINE: www.youtube.com/watch?v=1K2Yz6bP6lw
Achara’s back arches as she hits the mat, and she rolls over to try and alleviate the pain, only to have the smaller girl haul her up to her feet by the hair.
“Good Irish whip, Achara,” Kanako commends her opponent, though her tone isn’t very friendly, “but here’s a better one!” With that, the Tokyo Tiger launches her foe into the opposite corner, and she lets out a pained yelp upon impact. Kanako doesn’t give her time to recover though, as she again throws herself at Achara with a corner dropkick that drops the bigger girl to one knee. She quickly rolls backwards and up to her feet to follow the dropkick up with a running knee strike that drops Danpe further to a sitting position. Again, Kanako quickly backs up and throws herself at Achara with reckless abandon, nailing her with a Cannonball forward somersault, completing the trifecta of corner moves Kanako calls the Triple Play.
RUNNING CORNER DROPKICK: www.youtube.com/watch?v=msHkEsnOaQ8
RUNNING CORNER KNEE STRIKE: (@ 1:28) www.youtube.com/watch?v=eVKZqlFNHDM&t=88s
CANNONBALL: www.youtube.com/watch?v=z_s4p19wqNg
The crowd builds to a fever pitch as Achara slumps to the mat and Kanako plays to the crowd briefly, before pulling her right glove tight, signalling that she’s preparing to uncork her devastating Uraken spinning back fist. She patiently waits for Achara to get to her feet, looking for all the world like a predator stalking its prey. When the kickboxer-turned-wrestler makes it to her feet, she doesn’t stay there long, as she gets dropped immediately by the stiff blow.
URAKEN: www.youtube.com/watch?v=C-IJQ4RSsDI
Normally, Kanako would have caught her opponent, in preparation for her next move, but Achara dropped like a stone so quickly that she didn’t get the chance to. So, instead, she picks her up and applies a reverse headlock. Grabbing a hold of the waistband of Achara’s shorts, she lifts her up and brings her back down crashing to the mat headfirst with the inverted brainbuster Kanako calls the Dragon Driver!
DRAGON DRIVER: www.youtube.com/watch?v=3mLc7s86JMw
Achara starfishes onto the mat and Kanako quickly makes the cover, hooking the near leg.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Kanako sits back on her haunches, gasping for air as the ringside physician scrambles into the ring at the sound of the bell to try and clean the Japanese girl up of the crimson mask she’s currently wearing.
“Ladies and gentlemen...The winner of this match, via pinfall...The Modern Day Ronin, KANAKO AKIYAMA!!”
The crowd roars its approval as Achara rolls onto her stomach, the lights finally starting to come back on again.
“I...I lost again, didn’t I?” Achara says sadly looking up at Kanako, still being worked on.
“Yeah,” Kanako nods, looking at Achara with sympathy, “but you gave it your best. Thank you, Achara. It was a good fight.” When Achara gets onto her knees, Kanako holds out her hand to her in a show of sportsmanship. “After a brief pause of Achara looking at the hand and then to Kanako’s bloody face, she does take the hand and shakes it to another round of applause. “You have a lot of potential, Achara,” Kanako says, smiling, “but your kickboxing alone won’t be able to get the job done here. You need to find someone who will train you.”
Achara considers Kanako’s words for a moment before nodding slowly, “Promise me another match when I get better.” Kanako smiles and nods, which in turn elicits a likewise response from the lethal striker before she rolls out of the ring and heads to the back to let Kanako celebrate her well-earned win. For her part, Kanako soaks in the applause of the audience before heading to the back herself, exchanging high fives with fans.
When the front office would learn of the mishap with Kanako’s stitches the next day, they would issue an ultimatum to the Modern Day Ronin; Come off the road until the stitches can be removed, or be suspended until Summer Swelter. That would suit her fine, as it turns out. It would give her time to focus on her new mission in life: The destruction of Lady Lydia Lethbrige.