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

Clyde would have tapped or said he gave up once Zero had locked in the camel clutch and wrentched his body to the point where he felt like his body was going to split apart; but could not. Clyde couldnt move his arms, which had suddenly grown very heavy; nor could he speak for some odd reason, leaving the Texan in a horrible trap as he silently screamed in pain under Zero, unable to escape.

As Zero released him, Clyde's head snapped foreward like a slingshot and fell to the mat like a lifeless ragdoll. However, the impact itself seemed to stir up Clyde's senses, granting his body the ability to function properly dispite feeling extremely sore.

Clyde let out a low groan as he was dragged by Zero and hauled up to her, knowing he'd tap again if he didnt do anything, Clyde used the one thing he could use in his sore, tired state... His Head. Just as Zero hauled Clyde to her feet, the texan would think fast and thrust his head right under Zero's chin, hoping that his attack would connect and daze this near unstoppable she-hulk from tearing Clyde into shreads.

"!!!" Clyde's unexpected couter attack struck Zero hard in the chin, and she emitted a small grunt of pain. Immediately she released Clyde and was sent reeling backwards, cluyching her jaw in pain. Clyd had certainly caught her off guard with that one.

A faint smile creeped over Clyde's face as his attack connected, feeling releaved that he was able to defend himself from Zero's submission onslaught.

"Liked that didnt ya..." Clyde mutterd as he dropped to one knee, panting heavily. He would have to recover for a moment before he went in for another move.

Once he recovered himself, Clyde would try to run at Zero and fake a clothesline before attempting to get behind her and lock her into a rear naked choke; locking his arms and legs around the taller and stronger Zero.

Zero slowly removed her hands from her jaw, still finding it a little sore but she would have to deal with it. Clyde was proving himself to be a a tough customer, one that just wouldn't stay down.

When Clyde came charging at her, Zero hunkered down, preparing herself for what looked like a clothesline attack. Unfortuately it was this preparation that lead her right into Clyde's trap. Her eyes widened when the man suddenly slipped behind her, and before she knew it he had leapt onto her back, chking her.

Zero immediately grabbed nto Clyde's arm, trying to pry it off her, but with his leverage it just wasn't happening. She stumbled around the ring with the brawler on her back, gasping and coughing for air desperately, trying to buck Clyde off her.

Clyde clung tightly onto Zero's back, keeping his legs wrapped along Zero's waist as his forearm remained over her throat, keeping it as tight as he could make it, while pulling back as hard as he could.

"Give up! You ain't gonna buck this cowboy!" Clyde would yell to Zero in her ear as he buried his head upon her neck, giving everything he had towards simply hanging on and keeping his grip tight on her neck to choke his opponent out. If he didnt rest soon, Clyde would be easy pickings for Zero; this would be his last shot to get a fall on her and hopefully recover before the next round.

"Tap!!" Clyde yelled again to Zero.

Zero panted heavily, her face becoming more red the longer she was in the choke. She was becoming more and more light headed as time went on, and her movements began to slow. Slowly she sank to one knee with Clyde still riding her back, and then sank onto the other, and soon she collapsed onto her side, still struggling against Clyde's chokehold, though it was clear it was beginning to take it toll on her.

Clyde left out a small sigh of relief as Zero began to slow down, seeing that his chokehold was indeed working. "Just go to sleep..." He'd whisper as he fell to the mat with her; tightly cuddleing his body against her's on the mat while keeping his arm locked tight around her neck, to drain those last bits of air.

As he layed next to her, Clyde would make sure he had his grip on Zero nice and tight before he took this moment to rest himself, needing his energy for the rest of the fight, he'd simply use the chokehold to get him a fall and buy some time to recover.

Zero's struggles were gowing slower and slower despite her struggling to escape. If anything she was just tiring herself out more. At this point, Zero had two options. Tap out, or pass out.

Swallowing her pride, Zero decided to choose the later. She knew first hand that being knocked out would have her feeling a lot worse later on. She raised her arm, and started to tap the mat, signalling her submission.

"Huh? Giving up? Smart!" Clyde said as he awoke and heard the taps of Zero's hand on the mat, smirking with a triumphant grin as he released Zero and crawled away to the nearest rope, resting against it. "One...For me..." Clyde muttered, wiping a bit of sweat from his brow, happy to have been able to bring Zero and get a fall on her.

"Heh... You're one tough lady missy, But it's gonna take alot more than your shitty submission to put ol' Clyde Gastin down momma!"

As soon as she was released Zero sucked in a large intake of air, and coughed a few times as she tried to get her bearings back. She rubbed her sore neck, and slowly started to get back up. She hated submitting, especially to a big mouth like Clyde, but she needed to play this match smart. There was too much at stake here to lose.

After getting back up Zero headed for her corner, casting a slight glare at Clyde over her shoulder. She waited in her corner, catching a breath until they were ready to start the third round.