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

Clyde looked on as Zero glared at him over her shoulder, prompting the texan to simply stuck out his tounge at her.

Catching his breath for a moment before staggering up Clyde would share an intense look with Zero before he charged forth. "You're Gonna lose!" He cried out before attempting the same stratagy as before, trying to fake a clothesline then get her into a rear naked chokehold. Clyde had hoped this would work once again and put Zero out quickly.

Zero had just about regained her bearings when Clyde came charging forward once again, and had stepped out of her corner to meet him. His attack looked familiar enough for Zero to know he was trying the same attack again. Not to mention the fact that Clyde didn't look very smart.

Instead of standing still, Zero instead charged forwar, looking to meet Clyde in the ring center. If the brawler still kept his course, then Zero would be there to msash into him with a running knee strike to the face.

Clyde was all to confident that he had Zero with his 'unbeatable' strategy, but it would appear that he would be painfully dead wrong.

As Clyde charged forth, he saw Zero running straight at him as well, However Clyde would still press on towards Zero, throwing his right arm out for a clothesline before withdrawing his arm then suddenly jukeing to his left side. But what the Texan Brawler didnt expect was he would run straight into Zero's knee that she had thrusted up towards his face, catching the blonde texan directly below the nose.

"Ahh!!! Sonovabitch!!!" Clyde cried out as he hit Zero's knee at high speeds, falling to the mat with a slight tumble, before clutching the lower part of his face as he rolled along the canvas in pain.

"Gaaaah Daaammn!!" He'd yell on the canvas before taking his hands off his face to roll onto his hands and knees, then spitting a wad of blood on the mat before revealing his busted red lip with a bit of blood dripping of the corner of his mouth.

"That shit hurt woman!!" yelled Clyde to Zero, still feeling the effects of the knee strike. He then tried to make a retreat to the nearest ropes, crawling quickly away from Zero, hoping she didnt follow, though that probably wouldnt be very likely.

It was quite the impact when Zero's knee collided directly with Clyde's face. One she had hoped would shut the Texan up once and for all. Sadly though, her attack made her opponant even louder than before, which was apparently possible.

Zero glanced at the blood Clyde had spit out. She had figured that might happen in this match, especially when her freedom was at stake. Her cold look showed no remorse to Clyde.

When Clyde tried to get away, Zero was already on him for a follow up. She quckly wrapped her arms around his waist from behind, stopping him from retreating any further. Then, in an impressive display of strength, Zero would lift Clyde off his feet, throwing him backwards into the mat with a powerful German suplex.

Clyde had crawled about a foot away from the ropes before he suddenly felt the presence of a tall figure looming over him. "Aww, Shit." He mutterd silently before feeling Zero's muscular chest press against his back, while her arms clutched tightly around his waist.

The texan would frantically flail his arms and legs as Zero picked him up off the ground. Feeling like a small child as Zero easily lifted Clyde off of his feet, and into the air, before tossing him backwards over Zero's head and back down onto the mat.

A loud Crashing sound would be heard emitting from the gym ring as Clyde's shoulder blades slammed down onto the mat. Clyde's body then went stiff and stood upright on its own before tilting back over, with Clyde dropping harsly onto his stomach along the ring canvas. A low groan would then excape from the texan as he layed on prone the mat, writhing in pain, unable to get up or even say some sort of smart-ass comment.

Zero quickly rolled back to her feet, looking back and Clyde and saw that her throw had the desired effect on her opponant. It was a bit admirable that Clyde was still able to keep going after all the punishment he had taken.

Getting back to her feet, Zero walked over to where Clyde lay on his front. She would then roll him onto his front, and straddle him. If he managed that, she would start to unload a barrage of punches down on Clyde's face for a good old fashioned ground and pound.

Clyde rolled onto his back like a lifeless doll as Zero turned the near-broken texan over on the mat.

A low groan would be heard escaping from Clyde on the mat, before looking up at Zero, who sat above him. Clyde looked into the cold dark yellow eyes of her's and knew hell was on the way; and before he knew it, Clyde would be feeling Zero's thunderous fists pound into his face, sending his head snapping violently left and right as she threw her barrage of punches onto the defenseless texan with out the slightest hint of mercy.

Before Zero became a pro wrestler she had a practiced MMA, something she often incorperated into her matches. What she was doing to Clyde now was reminicent of those days. Her gloved fists rained down upon Clyde mercilessly, looking to make him nice and dazed and less likely to run his mouth.

After quite a while Zero would hold off on her barrage, looking down at the damage she inflicted on Clyde so far. Fining it to be statisfactory, she slid off the Texan, preparing for another move. She would slide one of her legs under Clyde's body, while the other would slip over his waist. She would then start to scissor his waist hard with a strong bodyscissor.

A weakened and pain filled moan would emit quietly from Clyde as he layed sprawed out on the mat, knocked completely out of it, and into a massively stuned daze.

"Ughhh..." He'd coo silently from under Zero, watching as the woman looked at the punishment she dished onto her prey before smoothly sliding herself off his body before he felt her slender muscular legs slither around his waist before he felt her thighs crush his body together in a tight bodyscissor.

It wouldnt even take Clyde more than a second to decide he had enough and would quickly begin to tap his hand onto the mat, submitting to Zero.

"I GIVE! I GIVE UP!!"

It turns out Zero wouldn't have to hold the submission for very long, as Clyde would submit long before she had to apply some real pressure. She immediately released the scissors, and kicked Clyde away from her before standing back up. She regarded Clyde with another cold glare before she went to her corner. There she waited for her oppoanant to be ready. She only needed one more round to win this match, and then.....well, she didn't actually know what. For awhile Zero had been pondering what to do with Clyde if she did win this POW match. She was still not exactly sure...