Akino Sanada vs. Peggy McIntyre

"One...two.... OH! I thought Peggy might have snuck in a fast win right there. The kid can pile up the offense but Akino is tenacious. She really has no quit in her at all!" Alaina said on the outside as she inched towards the edge of her seat.

Meanwhile in the ring Peggy slapped the mat as she rose up to her feet and looked back over at Akino. "Lass ya don't know what ya signed up for today did ya? Time to really show ya a few things!" Peggy said as she saw Akino doubled over but standing. She ran right at Akino and when she drew close she jumped up, trying to perch herself on Akino's shoulders before tightening her legs around her neck. Peggy was going to try to complete a hurricanrana on Akino to keep up the momentum she had built! However, if Akino countered this it would bring said momentum to a violent, grinding halt right then and there! Peggy was confident that wouldn't happen, but she had been known to be overconfident inside the ropes.

Ring rust was more than just your everyday ordinary locker-room superstition, and any grappling veteran could tell you that it was an actual affliction that could actually account for someone's lackluster in-ring performance after an extended hiatus. Even so, Akino knew that ring rust alone couldn't account for what she what thought was a pitiful performance so far against someone she had no business losing to. Alaina's apprentice was bringing the fight to her and practically making a show out of whooping her backside, when only a few years back Akino was the one on the verge of submitting the Amazon herself. To her this either shows just how much Peggy has improved in her training, or how far Akino's fallen in her in-ring capabilities. Akino was too frustrated to determine which reason it was, just that she hated the result.

Akino grumbled and stumbled back to her feet by shoving herself off of her bent knee, the surly maid still in somewhat of a groggy daze from having her head clocked in that shining wizard and having 146 pounds of Irish Amazon splashed across her abdomen. It was a vulnerable state that was primed for someone to take advantage of as she turned in place only to see the sprinting Peggy leap and bound onto her shoulders.

Balance was an immediate issue as Akino struggled to support Peggy's weight by widening her stance while clamping onto the muscled and sweaty thighs squeezing her head. Thinking up a counter to whatever Akino had planned just wasn't happening considering the headache Akino was still fostering, and not to mention having her blushing, grimaced face become uncomfortably familiar with Peggy's crotch. But in what may have been a combination of split-second thinking and sheer dumb luck, Akino decided to instead go with the flow and backpedal a few steps until she prayed she was a few feet from the corner turnbuckle. All before collapsing to her back and slamming Peggy's face into the top turnbuckle from a very lofty height.

Peggy was perched high but instead of a steady Akino she felt her stumbling back and falling! Peggy was wide eyed, mouth agape and stuck. She saw everything in slow motion as her fate was sealed, her face crashing down right on top of the turnbuckle! The sudden throbbing pain coursing through her entire skull especially focused in her face led to a loud, ear splitting scream as the dazed, barely conscious Irish woman collapsed in a heap to the mat!

She weakly writhed in pain, her loud howling echoing throughout the arena as she barely moved, coming to a stop on her side, motionless as she was nearly knocked out by Akino's fortuitous counter to her attempt at a hurricanrana! Peggy had total control and in one fell swoop had it brutally taken away by the crafty woman!

Only the vaguest of recollections helped Akino remember where she was in terms of ring awareness. And that scant knowledge was luckily enough all she needed before she flopped back down to the canvas to the immense relief of having her head freed from between Peggy's thighs, and the immense satisfaction of hearing her agonized scream from getting viciously reacquainted with the top turnbuckle. The surly maid shuffled and turned to her side as her own foggy haze started to dissipate, the nearby ropes being clamped onto as she made her groggy ascension.

Akino spied the ring with her lone good eye and made no allusions as to what her intentions were when she found the Irish Lass languishing miserably. She snarled her teeth and made several imposing strides over towards Peggy until she could haul the red-head back up to her knees by tugging on her pony-tailed hair. Akino used her one clamping hand on Peggy's hair to position her face upward before the maid would attempt to wail away with two close-fisted strikes. All before taking Peggy's head with both hands and not releasing her grip until her reared back leg connected with a climactic knee strike.

Peggy was still in a daze, wobbly and offering no resistance to Akino. The knee strike hit with a sickening crack as Pwggys head flew back, the Iriah woman falling limp to thw mat, laying motionless and devoid of life save for the rising of her chest.

"Peggy is in a work of hurt and a lot of trouble. If she can't come around Akino is going to really take it to her!" Alaina said in the outside, shaking her head as Peggys habit of blowing leads and giving up control continued.

Although not her preferred method of dispatching her opponent's, Akino knew that she needed to capitalize on an opening whenever she saw one. And if resorting to hard-hitting strikes instead of limb-contorting submissions was going to give her the victory she so desperately wanted, than she was willing to compromise for the sake of her subpar win record.

Akino narrowed her eye at the laid out Peggy and saw another opportunity present itself, a chance to end this match early as the Irish Lass looked like was down for the count already. The surly maid tested that theory by scrambling atop the taller woman and wrapping her arm behind Peggy's head while her other arm hooked under Peggy's leg. Akino applying a cradle pin by interlocking her hands together for the pin attempt that was already starting off well.

"One!"

Peggy was dazed, hurting and barely able to move. She felt herself free up and stuck unable to even move as the count reached one! She moaned and flailed meekly as she tried to kick out!

"TWO!"

She was still stuck and a fraction of a second from defeat when she shouted thrusting as hard as she could with her legs to just barely escape defeat!

Despite prolonging the match Peggy was in no shape to fight back right now, flopping motionless to.the mat by Akino.

Akino counted the seconds in her head towards what she envisioned would be the defining victory to finally snap her losing streak. Instead her vision was shattered with the strengthened extension of Peggy's legs freeing her from the cradling pin, and jostling Akino to the side. She had an irritated glower on her face as she propped herself up on her knees, knowing full well that she was a millisecond away from putting Alaina's apprentice away. But knowing she was that close to winning was at the very least an encouraging thought, and it was enough to urge her onward and not wallow in her dashed pin attempt for too long.

Akino would lean over to flip Peggy onto the her front side by tugging on her arm. The surly maid positioning herself in front of the Irish apprentice before tucking her head snugly between her powerful thighs before beginning to squeeze down on her cranium. By interlocking her fingers behind Peggy's head and laying down on her back, Akino would lock in her signature move Squirm For Me and take this opportunity to mock Peggy right to her face.

"Not lookin too hot there Peggy. Keep this up, and maybe Alaina will be looking for a new tag partner. Hey...MY schedules kinda empty..." Akino taunted with an arrogant smirk.

Peggy was left gasping for breath and flopped about like a rag doll as Akino set her up for a nasty, painful submission hold! Peggy was wheezing and flailing as she was stuck in Akino's hold, clearly worse for wear and in a bad way. She heard Akino taunt her and she slapped at her legs, her arms running up and down the thighs that were squeezing the life out of her! Peggy tried to get her legs underneath her and grab hold of Akino at the low of her back. A desperate, reeling Peggy needed a big counter and she had something in mind.

"You nasty.... spiteful bitch...." Peggy said as she tried to rise on her wobbly feet, raising Akino up off the mat in a desperate show of strength that left Alaina smiling and clapping on the outside, the amazon well aware of what Peggy was trying to pull off. The power wrestler was proud of what Peggy was attempting, seeing shades of herself in there.

Peggy stood tall, trying to lift Akino up onto her shoulders. "You can go fuck yourself!" Peggy wheezed as she fell forward, trying to send Akino down to the mat with a power bomb! IF this worked Peggy would land on top of her and limply lay on top of Akino to put her in a pinning position instead!

Akino always did have a certain predilection for this specific submission, especially since it allowed her the absolutely perfect viewpoint of seeing the sheer desperation overtake her opponent's reddened face before they succumbed to that engrossing darkness that came before a prolonged slumber. The surly maid sporting the brightest, most sadistic smile she had all night as she felt the Irish Amazon patting away at her smooth, flexing thigh muscles, as if that was going to get her anywhere. Akino knew that this loud-mouthed apprentice didn't know what she was doing in terms of effectively escaping this submission. AKino was already counting the seconds before her arm would be raised in victory...

...at least that's what she envisioned, before Akino was indeed reminded that Peggy was indeed Alaina's apprentice. A familiar display of awe-inspiring strength bringing Peggy back to her feet with the one-eyed maid unwillingly going for the ride. Akino now precariously seated atop Peggy's shoulders with her hands firmly clenching onto the back of her opponent's head. Cameras flashed and caught the impressive feat of strength as well as Akino's one-eyed look of shock before she was powerbombed with ruthless authority and immediately covered for the pin.

"One!"

"Two!"

"Th-"

One she wouldn't even notice until the very last second. The disheveled maid barely managing to spring a shoulder up to the deflated disappointment of the audience. Akino's eye was sewn shut as she showed scant other signs of life aside from her heaving chest and the mumbling groans muttered from her lips.