Legacies Collide! (Laura Mercer Vs. Daisuke Takeuchi, Beach Match)

Laura didn't usually take delight in the suffering of her opponent, but she couldn't help but feel satisfied as she listened to that arrogant prince scream upon crashing down to the sand. The girl released her hold on Daisuke and rose back up, dusting sand off her smooth arms and legs as Daisuke writhed around in pain. But the girl was far from finished with him!

Bending down, the girl seized her foe and began to drag him back up. Pressing her feet into the ground, the female gave a grunt as, with a show of her impressive strength, lifted Daisuke over her and onto her shoulders in a fireman's carry! "Ha...you're far from a lightweight, but no one is too heavy for the Cerulean Dynamite!" She declared, the audience cheering their approval. They clearly weren't used to seeing such a muscular guy being manhandled by a smaller girl. "And now wrestling 'prince', get ready for the ride of your life!"

With that, Laura would use all of her strength to swing Daisuke around on her shoulders. At the same time, the girl would drop to her rear, and aim to nail her foe's chin directly onto her shoulder! Delivering a sharp impact to the prince that was her signature - the Cobalt Jawbreaker!

Daisuke was man- er woman handled in that instance as Laura wrapped her arms around his body and lifted him up and above her, slamming him down in the sandy terrain as she executed a perfect Northern Lights Suplex. In his mind, shades of wrestling "Alaina Sanders" came to his mind as she the one who was never afraid to slam the prince around in suplexes.

He arched up and clutched his back, moaning in pain. However, Laura wasn't done yet as she began to grab the prince and pull him up on his feet. What was more impressive is that she hoisted him up on her shoulders, showing off her impressive strength as he held the athletically built prince over her shoulders.

He tried to resist it, nudging his elbow against the side of her head to try and throw her off but she would drop down onto her butt, making his chin strike against her shoulder to deliver a sharp impact on his chin! The prince let out a loud moan before dropping off her shoulder and rolling around in the sand as he clutched his chin and massaged it to ease the pain, sweat glistening off his body in this warm weather.

Laura could feel Daisuke's elbow prodding against her temple in an attempt to distract her, but the girl wasn't having it. She swung Daisuke around and spiked his chin down upon her shoulder as she fell on her rear, the wrestling prince bouncing off her shoulders and into the sand. The audience cheered as Laura twisted around, seeing her opponent writhe in the grains. Like him, Laura was sweating at the moment, but she didn't care - that just proved how fiery a match this was!

Seeking to put an end to this match (and the idea that she'd ever be a servant to Daisuke for a day), Laura scrambled across the sand and hooked Daisuke's leg, raising the muscular limb high as she planted herself across him. Her smooth chest and midsection pressed down across Daisuke's chiseled physique as the Blue Dynamite shook her head back to the sky, her ponytail swaying as the first pin attempt of the match was made! And hopefully the last.

The referee fell beside her, slapping their hand down upon the sand to start the count. "One...!"

Laura was no joke and certainly she didn't take this gimmick match as a joke either, perhaps it was the stipulation, her competitive nature, Daisuke's attitude towards her or a combination of all three. She picked him up over her shoulders and dropped down on her butt, spiking the prince's chin against her shoulder. After the impact, the prince rolled off her opponent and down on his back, rubbing his chin while moaning in pain.

Sand was sticking to his sweaty body as he then felt his legs being raised up high in the air while his opponent's toned body pressing down on his own frame as Laura got him down for the match's first pinfall attempt.

"TWO" the referee counted before the prince let out a small groan and quickly pushed upwards, bridging up trying to kick out and get his shoulders up to break the pin.

Laura's hopes soared with the two count, but Daisuke managed to drum up enough strength to get his shoulders off the sand to break the count. Laura let out a huff as the wrestling prince kicked out, his leg sliding free of her grip and falling to the ground. "Guess I was being too optimistic there, but not like you know until you try, huh?

Well, time to weaken Daisuke some more. Laura remained on the prince as she grabbed at his wrist, twisting it back painfully as she rolled her opponent onto his side. She locked his torso down with her knee, keeping him trapped on the ground as she wrenched his arm back in a painful submission. "Say, I owe you interest for that sneak sand attack you pulled earlier, don't I? Well, hope this is enough to repay it, princey!"

With a slight growl, Laura brought her foot down to Daisuke's face, right across his cheek, and pressed his face down into the sand! With every breath Daisuke would make while she had him trapped, the prince would be rewarded with a partial intake of sand into his lungs. Truth be told, if her father could see her now, he'd be disappointed in her. He didn't believe in such tactics, but in Laura's eyes, it was totally justified when your opponent was an arrogant cheat!

"Submit if you know what's good for ya, Daisuke!" Laura yelled, the audience cheering as she pressed her knee harder on Daisuke's torso and keeping his face pressed into the sand.

She was certainly an interesting and impressive opponent but the prince wasn't done just yet. He certainly was in no mood to be a slave-prince to a new rookie and perhaps there an extra sense of determination for him to kick out and give it his very competitive best.

With him kicking out, he attempted to roll from under his opponent and look to slither away but Laura wasn't having it. She grabbed his wrist and began to twist it painfully while rolling Daisuke onto his side. She pressed her knee, against his torso to keep him pinned on the sandy terrain as she wrenched his arm back in a painful submission.

"Ahhhhh!Argh" he moaned out, shaking his head which was then stopped when her foot came across his cheek to press the side of his face down against the sand, making his outward breath blow sand while his inward breaths inadvertently made him inhale grains of sands.

"Mmnhggg when's the last time you washed your feet? Augh god!" he taunted her while wriggling and struggling to break free from her submission hold.

"Hmph!" Laura didn't seem too impressed with Daisuke's verbal jab. What did impress her was the prince's resilient nature. It was a painful hold, and it was only made worse as Laura forced him to inhale sand as punishment for his behaviour so far in the match, but Daisuke truly wasn't going to give into her. Still, she wasn't just going to release him. If he wanted to win that badly, he'd just have to break out!

"I won't ask you again!" She yelled above the cheers of the audience, some chanting 'TAP! TAP!' to Daisuke. She pressed harder on his cheek, her heel driving painfully into his jawline, yanking his arms even further back. With the nearly impossible task of withstanding the pain in his shoulder and breath in a mouthful of sand, Daisuke would have no choice but to give in! "Submit already! It's what chumps like you do best!"

Despite being in a very bad position, he still managed to be his arrogant self and mock his opponent. Laura was proving to be a very competent wrestler as he held his arm upright and stretched it towards her while keeping him pinned down on his side with her knee against his side while one leg was on his face.

It was a humiliating position and the prince was not too happy about it but perhaps it was his just deserts for pulling of his own humiliation tactics early on against Laura. He kept squirming and wriggling in the sand, getting it more stuck to his body than Laura, his legs kicked about as he tried to jerk his arm back towards him as well, while also trying to roll over towards Laura and try to shift his position to slip out from being stuck to one side.

"Mngrgh! Let go! URGH"

Daisuke's struggle for freedom became wilder by the second - the prince seemed to have realised just how stuck he was in this predicament and was getting keen to escape. Laura tried to reaffirm her grip as he squirmed in the sand, his legs  and free arm flailing about. What caught her by surprise was Daisuke actually rolling towards her - the girl found herself stumbling over her opponent with a yell and crashed down on her front into the sand, the grains slipping into her bikini.

That was never a pleasant feeling.

She pushed herself up, wiping sand from her smooth body, glancing over her shoulder with a scowl at the prince who was still on the ground. "You're gonna wish you'd tapped out when I gave you the chance, big boy!" She declared, rising to her feet, but staying stooped down to seize Daisuke's head. Pulling the prince back up, Laura grabbed him by the wrist and made to irish whip him towards the turnbuckle! If he turned around and had his precious abs exposed as she planned, the Cerulean Dynamite would pelt across the sand and duck down low, aiming to land a spear of her own against the wrestling prince and slam his gut between her shoulder and the steel pole!

The prince continued to struggle and persist in his opponents submission hold which eventually lead to his freedom. After pulling and tugging his arm, trying to get it free- a slight roll towards her did the trick as Laura stumbled over the prince and fell down on her front, wit the sand slipping into her bikini. She didn't mind it that much, or so it seemed as she quickly pushed back up and began to dust herself off while the prince was still down on his back.

Moments later, Laura was back on the offence as she pulled the prince back up by grabbing his head, then as the two were on their feets Laura grabbed him by the wrist and irish whipped him towards the turnbuckle. The prince's back crashed against the turnbuckle leaving his abs exposed which prompted the Cerulean Dynamite to pelt across the sand and duck down low, landing a spear against the wrestling prince to slam his gut between her shoulder and the steel pole

"OOUUUFFFFFFF" he cried out, with the wind knocked out of him from that blow. He leaned forward as his front laid on her back