AV 21 Hardcore Championship - Astrid Arvidsson vs Alexia Jackson

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"I never would have thought that you would look at yourself in the mirror like that," Victoria said, laughing a little.
"Wear something like that someday and you'll spend a lot of time in front of the mirror too, huh," Astrid replied.

The Norwegian woman has already finished her warm-up and decided to spend some time in front of the mirror. Finally, her new outfit was ready. And she still couldn't get used to it. Victoria was right, she really looked at herself in the mirror too much because of that. But what could she do about it? She's crazy about her new outfit. The Golden Dragon felt herself new. And the manager noticed it.

"You look great," the Englishwoman said, adjusting her glasses, "the audience will be delighted."
"There's no doubt about it, huh!" the blonde answered. "At first I regretted that my outfit was torn to pieces in that hellish match, but now I understand that it allowed me to create something new, something much better."
"Amazing," the manager grinned, "it seems to me only you can find something good in exploding barbed wire."

Astrid and Victoria laughed together. Indeed, that match was a real hell filled with pain and blood. For the first time in her life, Astrid was so exhausted that she lost consciousness before the official end of the match. Then they said that there was a short circuit and therefore the last explosion was much more powerful than it should have been. This did not allow the blonde to finish the match and lift the golden belt over her head. But at the same time, her rival was injured and now the descendant of the great Vikings again had the opportunity to prove that she was worthy of the opportunity to write her name into history.

"Well, it's time to do this!" said Astrid confidently.
"Astrid, please, be..." the Englishwoman began, but the blonde did not let her finish.
"No need," Astrid said, "do you remember what I told you last time?"
"That you will help me realize my dream and that you will be the first of my wards to bring me a golden belt," Victoria said with a slight smile.
"I never go back on my words," Astrid punched her chest, "so just watch me."

With that, she left the locker room and headed down a long corridor. A lot of water has flowed since her previous attempt to get the hardcore title. And Astrid has thought many times about whether it really ended that way just because of a short circuit that caused a colossal explosion? Or was it because she wasn't strong enough at that moment to become a champion? What would any other fighter think in her place?

The Norwegian woman stopped in front of the curtains. She came to only one conclusion. She came to the conclusion that it was absolutely not important. There was only one thing that mattered. That she got to her feet and continued going forward. And she was here today. Today she was ready to re-enter the hardcore match. Not just for the title. But in order to get one step closer to what she always wanted. Become not just Astrid Arvidsson, but become the Legend. The long-haired woman struck her straightened left palm with her right fist. There was a cheeky smile on her face.

"To the last drop of sweat!" she said to herself.

Entrance Music:

Attire:

Her dynamic music started and the Golden Dragon came out from behind the curtains. To loud applause, she raised both hands above her head, joining her palms in the manner of a crown. There were a lot more people here than in the standard AFW arena. And it reminded the Norwegian woman of the times when she was a European MMA champion. It was an amazing feeling. Someone found it embarrassing that thousands of eyes were looking at you. But for blonde it was an extra drive.

With a big smile, she started down the ramp. And with every step, the noise inside Madison Square Garden got louder and louder. Viewers and fans did not immediately notice that Astrid had a new outfit. But now, as she slowly approached the ring, it was impossible not to notice. The tight sports bra, highlighting her voluminous breasts. White pants with the image of golden dragons. Hard wrestling boots and wristbands. All this left almost no room for imagination. Astrid's outfit was created not only for convenience, but also to emphasize her natural beauty.

After taking a few selfies and signing several posters, the Golden Dragon rolled under the bottom rope and jumped to her feet. She walked confidently to the center of the ring. The descendant of the great Vikings was in anticipation. A match was waiting for her today. A match that she will tell her ancestors about when the time comes. And she was determined to make sure that no one forgot about what happened that night. The ring announcer took the floor.

"Ladies and gentlemen! Hardcore has lived and hardcore will always live! Only true warriors are not afraid of the sight of blood. And today you will see it!!! Because right now AFW Hardcore Title match is waiting for you!!!! Introducing first!!! The contender that you all know well! From the land of ice and snow! From the heart of Norway! Do not approach, because her flame is raging!! You know her, you love her!!! Please welcome, the descendant of the great Vikings!! ASTRID!!!! THE GOLDEN DRAGON!!!!!!! ARVIDSSON!!!!!!!!!!"

To the roar of the crowd, Astrid confidently pointed at herself with her thumb. There was no doubt in the look of her lavender eyes, there was no fear in the look of her lavender eyes. This Norwegian woman exuded resilience and confidence. No matter what obstacle was in her way, she was always ready to break it. Astrid was one of those people who didn't care about cause and effect. She lived only for one purpose. Become the strongest fighter the world has ever seen. And today she was determined to take another step towards that goal.

When the audience calmed down a little, Astrid greeted the referee. In the hands of the striped shirt was a long metal chain with leather cuffs at each end. The blonde grinned and headed to her corner. As soon as her opponent arrives, their wrists will be connected by this chain and after that hardcore will begin. Astrid wasn't going to take away the title of the violent bitch, which once belonged to one purple-haired woman. But if necessary, she was ready to tear her opponent to pieces in this match. Because that's the only way to become a champion. Because that's the only way to win. Because that's the only way to become a legend. Whatever was waiting for her today, whether it was victory or defeat, she was going to meet it with her head held high, her fists clenched and fire in her heart!

Astrid turned her head to the side, watching the unusual entrance of her equally unusual rival. The audience welcomed her no less hotly than Astrid herself. In most cases, by the reaction of the audience and fans, it was easy to determine which of the wrestlers was a favorite. But not today. And there were several reasons for this. But the most important reason, of course, was that the audience wanted a show. They wanted to see how these two women would try to literally kill each other to get the golden belt, which is a hardcore symbol of the AFW. Goosebumps involuntarily ran down the back of the Norwegian woman.

She barely refrained from grinning at the moment when her rival slipped under the bottom rope. Of course, there was nothing unusual about this, but it was very unusual that she remained lying in the ring, looking at Astrid with a wide smile. It was very funny, we can say that the blonde has never seen something like this. She put her index and middle fingers to her temple and saluted her opponent, winking at her at the same time. She wanted to play along with this unusual woman a little.

When Alexia finally got to her feet, the audience gradually began to calm down. Harlequin approached the referee and, it seems, like Astrid, she was very intrigued by the chain that would soon connect their wrists. The Golden Dragon pushed off from her corner and walked with a firm step to the center of the ring.

At the same time, she finally got a full look at her rival. First of all, the long-haired blonde noticed that she surpassed Alexia both in height and weight. Although this difference was not too significant. And, of course, it didn't take her long to undo the unusual appearance of this woman. This suit. This makeup. Astrid had a strange feeling that Alexia reminded her of someone. However, it doesn't matter. In any case, Astrid was sure that she had never had such an unusual opponent. The Golden Dragon stopped when she heard Alexia's words. And this time the young woman grinned good-naturedly.

"Been ready all my life, huh," she said with a confident smile, "I hope you are too, sweetheart."

Like Alexia, the Golden Dragon extended her left hand forward. Astrid's heart was beating a little faster than usual. She was completely calm, but the moment when the referee fastened one end of the chain to her wrist caused a very unusual feeling in her. When the second end of the chain was fastened to Alexia's left wrist, the audience began to scream again. Oh, they definitely wanted a show. And soon they will get it. Astrid and Alexia will take care of it.

And then the moment came. The referee girl stepped aside and bent down, stretching her hand through the ropes. Everyone was waiting for this. Especially Astrid. The blonde involuntarily held her breath at the moment when the referee straightened up to her full height and turned her face to the wrestlers. She walked to Alexia and Astrid, and then raised her hands above her head. And in these hands she held the golden belt. A hardcore symbol. A thing that gave the owner an indisputable right to call themselves one of the best. What Astrid was here for. Her lavender eyes were flashed in the spotlight and for a moment someone might have thought that these eyes turned red, although, of course, it was just a trick of the light.

The referee again handed the belt outside the ring. Now this hardcore symbol was lying on the commentators' table waiting for a new owner. The Norwegian woman turned to her rival. She was here for a match. She was here so that the audience would never forget what was going to happen here. They both tried to get this title. And they both failed. But today one of them will leave here with the belt and the right to call themselves the hardcore champion. The Golden Dragon was sure of it. And she wanted to say one thing.

"Nothing personal," she said, being sure that her opponent feels about the same, "but if I have to tear you to pieces to win, then I will do it, give me everything you have because you won't get less from me.."

With that, she thrust her right fist forward. Was it naive? Someone could probably say that. But Astrid was honest in her words. There was nothing personal here. But she was going to be the best. She was determined to write her name into history. And she was going to be the champion. There really wasn't anything personal for her. Besides, she believed that even the enemy can and should be respected. Especially if we are talking about a match like the one that will start in a few moments.

Despite the fact that the Norwegian woman's gesture might seem strange, Astrid was ready for any development of events. She did not forget that her previous opponent completely ignored any mutual respect before the start of the match. River Styx was the one who enjoyed cruelty and only one thing was important to her - to destroy her opponent. Some might say that this is the essence of hardcore. But Astrid saw it differently. For her, such matches were not a way to get pleasure through cruelty, but a way to go through another cruel challenge on her way. She was a warrior. And a warrior needs a good fight. Because that's the only way a warrior can become the Legend.

The moment Alexia grabbed her fist, the Golden Dragon stiffened slightly. It wasn't hard to guess that you could expect anything from such a woman. And it really was so. Since none of the scenarios that Astrid kept in mind were justified. Harlequin pressed the Golden Dragon's fist to her forehead. At first Astrid blinked several times, and then a wide smile appeared on her face. She barely restrained herself from starting to laugh. She had never been in such a situation before. But she liked it. It was extremely unusual.

"Curiouser and curiouser cried Alice, huh," Astrid said in response to her rival's actions, emphasizing the unusual nature of this situation.

But anyway, the long-haired blonde was glad that they both agreed that there would be nothing personal in the match. Now they could get down to what they and the audience were here for. Now they could beat the shit out of each other with a clear conscience and find out which one of them was worthy of becoming the new Hardcore Champion. As soon as Astrid took a fighting stance, the referee raised the hand, and then abruptly lowered it. One short moment. One short pause. And then there was a loud ringing of the bell.

Ding-Ding-Ding.

However, the ringing of the bell was almost completely absorbed by the screams of the audience. Oh, there was no doubt that they were waiting for this. Hardcore was a great thing. The blood and pain that such matches were filled with made the soul tremble. A real life-and-death battle. The last time Astrid lost so much blood that she even lost consciousness, at the same time missing the chance to become a champion. And today she was ready for any outcome. The Golden Dragon concentrated on her opponent.

Alexia wasted no time, she started circling around the Norwegian woman like a black kite. Astrid was in no hurry to make the first move, she suspected that her opponent's first attack would be sharp and fast like a sickle blow to the balls. So she was going to take advantage of it. A metal chain connected them and they will stay together until the very end of the match. The only question is who exactly will remain on their feet at the end of this match, and who will remain lying in a pool of blood.

Astrid's eyes flashed at the moment when Harlequin quickly grabbed the chain. Her intentions were crystal clear. And when Alexia pulled the chain towards her, trying to force Astrid to move forward, the Golden Dragon put her left foot forward. Placing her foot firmly on the mat, the Golden Dragon did not move forward. There was a smug smile on her face. If this woman wants to act this way, then she will have to come up with something more original, because she will not be able to move such a massive and strong woman as Astrid so easily.

And to prove her physical superiority, the Golden Dragon was determined to answer Alexia with the same coin. She was going to grab the chain with her left hand and then use her outstanding muscles to pull the chain towards her sharply. She wanted to pull Alexia towards her, breaking her balance. She expected that due to the difference in strength, her attempt would be much more successful than Harlequin's attempt. And if she really succeeded, then she would show her what a real hard attack is! Because Astrid was going to put her right hand out to the side, and then rush forward in order to hit Alexia right in the chest and knock the ground out from under her feet with the help of a hard lariat!

They say that during a fighter should be focused only on their opponent. Yes, it's almost the pure truth. During the fight, the fighter should not be distracted because any delay can end in defeat. And Astrid was really focused on her rival. But the long-haired blonde would be lying if she said that the situation around her does not affect her in any way. This was the third PPV for the Golden Dragon. And this was her second attempt to get the hardcore title. But this time it was different.

An insane number of spectators created a unique atmosphere. The arena was filled with incessant noise. They came here to watch the battle of the Titans. They knew that these two women would show what hardcore really is. They needed blood. They needed a spectacle. They needed a new champion. All this filled the descendant of the great Vikings with an unusual feeling. She felt goosebumps on her back every now and then. And she liked it.

The noise in the arena increased many times at the moment when the Golden Dragon used the chain to pull her opponent to her. A moment later, the blonde's arm crashed into Alexia's chest. The ground was knocked out from under the harlequin's feet and she collapsed heavily on the mat. It was a dynamic start to the match in favor of Astrid. Many people in the place of the Norwegian woman would spend a few seconds to flex their muscles in such a situation. But right now she had more important things to worry about. Turning around, she looked at her rival.

Alexia was in a semi-sitting position, leaning on only one elbow. She covered the place of the blow with her free hand and it was clear that Astrid's strength was enough to take the harlequin's breath away. But wait. What's it? Is it a smile on her face? Oh, it looks like all of Astrid's hopes were really justified. It will be a really interesting match.

Not intending to slow down, the Golden Dragon waved her left hand, making a circular motion. She was going to wrap the chain around her rival's neck. A fighter should be able to use everything at hand, so the chain was the best tool for the Norwegian woman today. But she wasn't going to strangle Alexia, not at all. She needed it only in order, if successful, to grab the chain with both hands, and then forcefully pull her opponent to herself again.

"Rrraahhhh!" she would have let out a battle roar.

She didn't even need to force the harlequin to get to her feet, she just needed to point the American woman's head in her direction. What for? Just to lift the right leg bent at the knee, and then straighten that leg right in Alexia's face! A very simple push kick, which in wrestling was most often called a big boot. But the Golden Dragon was sure that despite the simplicity, it would be enough to knock all the shit out of her rival's head!

"OH!!!" sounded throughout the arena.

The reaction of the audience is one of those things that always shows the true essence. Today, real devoted fans have gathered in this arena. Today they came to see what real wrestling is. Today they came to see what real hardcore is. And almost from the first seconds of the match it was clear that their expectations would be fully justified. This type of match was not chosen by chance. The audience loved the unusual conditions during the matches. And the chain connecting the fighters was the symbol of this match.

When Astrid's boot crashed into her opponent's face, she couldn't help but smile because of the reaction that filled the arena. But there was nothing to hide here, and she was even more pleased with the fact that it was she who took the initiative. She continued to hold the chain, which still put pressure on Alexia's neck.

But, it was worth admitting that the harlequin turned out to be a very tough nut to crack. Given the wild strength of the Norwegian woman, many in Alexia's place would literally lose consciousness. And although she was clearly stunned, she was still conscious. It was visible because she was trying to pull herself up in an attempt to ease the pressure on her neck. It seems she really didn't have enough oxygen. And Astrid had an idea about it.

The Golden Dragon was once again going to pull the chain to herself, so she wanted to make Alexia fall on her stomach. For many, hardcore was an opportunity to use any forbidden moves with impunity. But Astrid looked at it from a slightly different angle. The absence of any restrictions gave her the opportunity to push the match to the limit. It was the best thing in hardcore in her opinion. When you and your opponent bleed, the winner will be the one whose determination is stronger.

The Norwegian woman was about to take a step forward and then turn around. Standing over her opponent, she grinned. And that grin didn't bode well. Astrid intended to grab the chain with both hands, and then put her right foot between the harlequin's shoulder blades. Oh, the audience has already guessed what is going to happen now.

"And now it begins..." Astrid would have said quietly.

The muscles of her arms tensed, and then she began to pull the chain towards her. In such a simple way, she was going to start harshly strangling her rival with the chain wrapped around her neck. In order to further increase the pressure, Astrid was pressing on Alexia's back with her right foot. There was excitement in the Golden Dragon's eyes, she was determined to become a champion. And if she has to break her opponent's neck now, she will do it. She has always been able to feel respect for her rivals. But she didn't know what pity was, especially during a hardcore match.