"Im Number 1!" Clyde Gastin Vs. Zero (For Darius) Complete

Letting out a grunt as he was suddenly kicked away by Zero. Clyde would roll back onto his stomach with his face buried in the mat; feeling like he was on the edge of collapsing at any moment, the punishment he was taking was growing too much for him.

"S-Shit..." He mutterd as thick ruffled blonde hair draped over his eyes as he staggerd to get back on his feet, still feeling dizzy from the suplex and the barrage of fists Zero gave him. "C-Cant take too much more..." He'd mutter, standing up on wobbly feet looking at Zero, intending to win no longer to claim Zero, but to prove to his opponent that he was, in his own words 'The Shit' and was no pushover or was he ever to be underestimated. He now simply sought to beat her of pure pride, and potentially escape a vicious torture from Zero if she took him as her POW. Although being Zero's little prisoner was never a 'bad' idea for Clyde, it was what she might do to him that could be bad.

"Y-You ain't gonna get no easy win on me..." He'd mutter, spitting another wad of blood out beside his foot as he gave Zero an angry and determined glare.

It was hard to be intimidated by Clyde after the hard beating she had given him. He was still bleeding from the mouth for crying out loud. Still, his determination was something to be admired for. That didn't mean she was gonna lose to Clyde, and she certainly had no intentions of becoming his POW. She was gonna put Clyde down hard.

Her opponant seemed to be ready, so Zero stepped out of the corner and walked towards Clyde. She cracked her knuckles in her fist as she approached him,

"What Fuck Did I get mah Ass into...?" Clyde would think to himself as he watched the all too intemidating figure of Zero give him a menacing look, along with hearing the popping sound of her knuckles cracking, which sent a cold chill down Clyde's spine. A drop of cold sweat would drip from his brow as Clyde stood his ground, determined to keep on fighting even if he was about to get blasted in the face.

However as Zero edged closer, Clyde would suddenly get the spark of a devlishly brilliant idea to hatch in his brain, earning a sly yet bloody smirk across the texan's lips. "This town ain't big enough for the both of us stranger!" Clyde would exclaim, standing tall and proud with his weak legs as he stuck his chest out, awaiting Zero to approach him.

"Look me in the eye before ya pull the trigger missy if ya got the guts!" Clyde would exclaim, in this strange goofy over dramatic manner that no one could really take seriously.

Zero raised a perplexed eyebrow at Clyde's mannerism. It was certainly strange, even for him. At first Zero wondered if this was a trap, but then Zero came to the conclusion that Clyde had just snapped, and was now making a desperate last stand. It didn't matter to Zero. A win was a win.

She contnued to approach Clyde while he was in his foolish looking pose until she was in range. Then her leg would suddenly snap upwards, trying to nail Clyde in the side of the head with one of her signature moves, the Savate Kick.

Clyde stood his ground as Zero closed the gap between them. Whether he was a genius or a lucky fool would be unknown to Zero, since Clyde was already about to leap and tackle Zero the moment she got close enough. However, that massive kick of Zero that was thrown at would stop Clyde dead in his tracks.

"Shit!" He'd mutter before ducking low to narrowly dodge Zero's kick, which might have decapitated him had it connected. "M-Mother..." Clyde studderd to himself for a moment realizing how close he was to getting his head knocked off.

Clyde would awake to his senses however, and leap up towards Zero, trying to grab her while her body had turned for the the Savate Kick. Clyde then tried to get twist Zero around and turn her backtowards him; if sucessful Clyde would start to apply a dragon sleeper and pull Zero down to the mat with him.

Zero's yellow eyes widened, and a slight feeling of panic gripped her when her kick hit nothing but air. It sailed over Clyde having just missed his head. It seemed like Clyde really did have a plan in mind. Either that or he was just really lucky.

Having been left open by her failed kick she was completely unprepared for Clyde's counter. Her eyes widened when Clyde's arm slipped around her throat, and was bent backwards in the dragon sleeper. She let out a gagged cry, already finding it hard to breath, her arms flailing about as she tried to find a way out of this, but for the moment it seemed Clyde had her secured in the debilitating submission.

"Gotcha!" The tired texan brawler exclaimed as he wrenched Zero's tone muscular body within his Dragon Sleeper. Clyde was never known for his skill with submission holds, and as such he had a bit of trouble applying the move to its fullest, along with being able to properly restrain Zero as she flailed her arms to get free.

Knowing he wasn't going to be able to restrain and stretch out Zero forever due to his fatigue, Clyde decided to turn up the pressure on Zero in an attempt to make her tap out a lot quicker, and above all; easier. Keeping his arm around her throat while pushing down and arching her body over his; Clyde would take his free hand and slither it down between Zero's legs, once there, he'd proceed to get a soft grip around her crotch before he began to firmly message her muff with his two fingers; grinding them along the camel toe of the tight wrestling leotard she wore, intending to make things a bit uneasy for Zero as he held her in his clutches.

Zero struggled and flailed in the dragon sleeper, one arm clutching at Clyde's in an attempt to dislodge it, while the other searched for some way to escape. Neither attempt was having much luck. Whatever air she had was slowly draining away the longer she was held by Clyde.

Then Zero felt something else happening. it was ignorable at first, but as the feeling gre more intense, Zero knew Clyde was up to something. It didn't take her long to realize what Clyde was doing with his other hand. Zero's eyes widened to the size of saucers, and a deep red blush came over her face. Immediately she started struggling all over again.

Something else happened then as embaressment was quickly replaced with blind fury. Clyde had been nothing but disrespectful to Zero ever since meeting him. But this was just taking it too far! And so rasing both her hands, zero would attempt to slam both her fists into either side of Clyde's head.

Clyde's 'unbeatable' plan seem to backfire on him in a most unexpected way. Zero was back to struggling around again, and Clyde was losing his grip way too quickly. "Sit Stiil!!" He'd yell before feeling Zero's fists slam onto the sides of his head.

"Aguhh!! Shit!!" Clyde cried out as his head was left ringing in pain; releasing Zero as a result while sitting on the canvas, clutching his throbbing head.

Zero gasped as she was released, but still fueled by anger she didn't even take the time to stop and take a breather. Sh was gonna take Clyde down here and now.

The first thing she would do once released was sit up so she was right next to Clyde Then she would throw her elbow backwards into his face.