Sarah Gatt vs Cardia Waters (Completed)

At Cardia's insult, Sarah raised an eyebrow, ignoring the ref for now. "You seem a little obsessed with this woman," she noted. "Whatever. Your weird interests are your own." With one last tightening of the choke Sarah leaned into Cardia's ear. "By the way," she whispered. "Do you know a guy named Matt Floyd?"

Cardia hissed, "D-doesn't ring a bell..."

The ref seemed even more perturbed at Sarah's attitude, but didn't want to pick a fight with her. She began to wave for assistance from other AFW officials.

Sarah shrugged. "Too bad," she sighed. With the officials on their way Sarah decided now was the time to end this, and finally released Cardia from her torturous hold.

Standing back up and brushing herself off, Sarah eyed Cardia up and down. "Nice skirt," she commented. She would then grin, reach down and tear it from her person. "You won't mind if I take it do you?" She laughed. "What am I saying, of course you don't!"

Cardia rolled her eyes, she was getting somewhat used to this sort of thing... though the excruciating pain dulled her cynicism. The crowd hooted and hollered as Cardia's frilled panties were displayed for the world.

Slowly forcing herself to her feet, Cardia would raise her hand toward Sarah, "Good... fight," She'd murmur, "Except for all the dirty shit." She'd hiss with a slight, self-aware grin before staggering forward and falling to her knees, clutching her throbbing head.

Sarah raised an eyebrow, surprised at the sportsmanship. And was even a little amused when Cardia fell forward trying to shake her hand. "Dirty shit?" she repeated. "You just found out my middle name. And yeah, it was a good fight. Glad you enjoyed it."

And then she would give a final power filled punch across Cardia's jaw.

Aw fuck. Cardia hit the ground after the punch out cold, her eyes wide open, staring off into nothingness.

A chorus of boos went up amongst the crowd. Sarah didn't care though. She had won. And that was how she won fights. Looking down at Cardia one last time, she sneered.

"See you around," she said. With the defeated girl's skirt in hand Sarah strode out of the ring, pushing past the AFW officials and up the ramp, once again victorious.




Winner by Submission, Sarah Gatt