Alessa Mason vs Hotaru Kobayashi

Standard Match (Win by Pin, Submission or KO)
Best 2 out of 3 falls


"fighting out of the red corner!" the announcer started "at 5´1" and weighting 97lbs, the daughter of the infamous Kenta "The Dragon" Kobayashi.... HOTARUUUUUU KOBAYASHIIIII!"

The arena lights suddenly went off while the crowd started to boo loudly and [url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VzEUeWnV73U:36g2nz7y]Bad Apple[/url:36g2nz7y] began to sound through the speakers. In the gigantic titantron screen the black silhouette of a cute girl appeared dancing over a white background and then a flash of bright light illuminated the whole place. Standing in the middle of the entrance area was Hotaru.



Smirking confident with her hands on her hips the cute redhead started her walk down the aisle to the ring, ignoring the fans completely. The fiery kawai was wearing a red one-piece swimsuit with frilled ends and black stripes like those of a tiger, black fingerless gloves, red knee-high boots and matching knee and elbow pads. Hotaru reached the ropes and grabbed the top one, pulling it towards hers to then bounce back with it, flipping over the top rope with an acrobatic jump to land inside the ring. She then walked to center ring and with a smug smile in her lips raised her hands like demanding the fans to clap for her, but to Hotaru´s the fans seemed more interested in booing her than clapping. Nevertheless Hotaru wasn´t shocked. She knew the kind of fear and envy her surname commanded.

Hotaru was the youngest of a long linage of imposing wrestlers who were well known for terrorizing the leagues and federations in which they participated. Certainly she was nothing like her imposing father or grand father, she actually looked like nothing but a spunky schoolgirl. But despite her small size, Hotaru had been trained in all the arts of the Kobayashi family and she was certain that she was fated to bring havoc to this league just like her ancestor had done in others. So although it was her debut match in AFW, Hotaru didn´t seemed nervous at all. The cute redhead rested on her corner of the ring waiting for her opponent impatiently.

As Hotaru's theme faded, [url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SYTSFRYYKTg:235ilfyt]New Day's Dawn[/url:235ilfyt] by Fozzy started to play throughout the arena. The lights turned to a dark red color as the announcer introduced Alessa. She steps onto the stage area, her long and messy black hair flowing as she walks, and wearing her usual attire, a school uniform type costume. A brown uniform top, held by the bow, black skirt, and black socks coming up just below the knee with black shoes. She looks down to the ring at her opponent for tonight. The girl was smaller than her for sure, but Alessa has begun to learn not to be fooled by size.

It seems the crowd is behind her tonight as they cheer while she walks down the ramp. She tilts her head a bit as she looks around, wondering how the crowd seems to know her so well, when in reality they only seemed to be cheering for her because of her opponent. One of a family lineage, this shouldn't be an easy fight in any sense for Alessa. However she comes prepared herself, feeling confident in the five years of experience and training she's been through, along with the support of the one she followed to AFW. She pats the picture of him and her winning tag titles in the indy circuit that she holds in her pocket and nods.

Stepping up the stairs, she climbs through the middle rope and enters the ring. Noticing the cheers from the crowd yet again, she takes a chance to do something with it. She puts her hands on her hips and raises her head in a ridiculous pose that is only added on by the even more ridiculous expression she has on her face. The crowd looks on confused for a second at the silliness of it, but then after a few seconds they resume their cheers. She concludes the pose and looks at Hotaru.

Her blood red eyes give off a slight glow as she stares at her kawaii opponent. Giving a sense of readiness, her hands come off her hips and rest at her sides. Not one to usually say much, she just stares at her opponent, almost trying to read her somehow, but just looking doesn't really show much of a person's in-ring style. If it did, she would probably predict according to her size that Hotaru was a fast, high-flyer. However, Alessa decides not to make any first assumptions, and let the match speak for itself.

Hotaru rolled her eyes and let out a sigh of boredom when she heard how the crowd cheered for her opponent. How typical, cheering for anyone who fights against a Kobayashi. How pathetic! Hotaru though, but she actually felt quite satisfied with the crowds reaction. Her father, the great Kenta Kobayashi, had always told her that there wasn't greater pleassure in this life that beating the crap out of the crowd's favorite. It was like beating the whole arena and not just one guy.

Althought the fiery kawaii pretended not to be paying attention to Alessa's entrance she was checking her out, sizing her up. Alessa was bigger than her, which wasn't surprising, since almost everybody was bigger than her. Hotaru was used to fight opponents like Alessa. She knew she would not be able to lift Alessa up, but Hotaru had adapted her father's wrestling style to take advantage of her speed and deliver hard impact moves that didn't required her to lift anyone.

Once inside the ring Alessa struck a ridiculous pose that made Hotaru raise an eyebrow. Hotaru would shake her head like dissapointed when Alesa turned to look at her with those slightly unsettling eyes. What a clown! Hotaru though and she decided to give this loser a lesson to remember.

Ding Ding Ding!!!. The bell rang signaling the start of the match and Hotaru was already in motion having anticipated the bell, the kawaii wasted no time to get on the offensive. She tried to surprise Alessa by running to her at full speed then raising her right knee hoping to connect with Alessa's belly before she could get ready.

Alessa watches as Hotaru shakes her head, unimpressed and even disappointed at Alessa's actions. Alessa's eyes twitch a bit, almost angry of the impression her opponent might have of her. Knowing it being completely her fault because of the pose, in her mind it was a good effort in pleasing the people, something she hasn't really tried to do in the past. "He always liked to do stuff like that. I could tell it gave him a rush." she thought to herself.

She refocuses and gives off a glare at Hotaru. She mainly competed in the American independent circuit and was mostly trained by people known on that side of the world. Knowing hardly anything about Japanese wrestling history, the family name of her opponent rang no bells for Alessa. All she could tell was that her opponent was very confident and probably had a good reason to be.

As the bell rang, Alessa's eyes widened for a second at the sudden charge of the kawaii. Without having much time to react, Hotaru's knee connects with Alessa's belly. She bends over a bit from the impact and lets out a small grunt. Clenching her teeth, she takes in the pain and tries to follow up before Hotaru has a chance to, however there is that small delay in which she reacted to the shock and impact of the blow. If Hotaru isn't fast enough in the next attack, Alessa will attempt to grab hold of Hotaru's right foot with her left hand, and shove her down with her right.

Hotaru connected with the knee and moved her hands to tge back of Alessa's head planning continuing her attack. But before she could capitalize on the early hit, her lfoot was grabbed and pulled at the same time she was pushed, making her lose her balance.

"Oaaah" Hotaru groaned surprised before her cute butt hit the canvas. "Ugh!"

Hotaru laid on her back looking at her opponent quite angry. Yet the kawaii fighter was as quick of mind as she was of feet and she reacted immediately, bringing her legs up and placing them on Alessa's belly, the fiery red-head would then try to push her opponent away as far as possible from herself.

"Back off, loser!"

As Hotaru falls to the ground, Alessa looks on satisfied. The running attack from Hotaru was a quick one indeed. Her would-be assumptions of her opponent seems like they would have been true, but she still thinks to herself that the unpredictable could happen at anytime in the match, so reading an opponent this early is near impossible.

She goes to follow up on the move, aiming to grab the kawaii's legs, but is quickly stopped in her tracks when Hotaru pushes her away with those legs. Alessa takes a few steps back and holds her stomach with one arm. She looked back at Hotaru and readied herself. She figured going right back in after being pushed away wouldn't be a smart idea, so she stood back waiting for her opponent's next move.

Then she heard Hotaru's comment. Tilting her head, the insult got to her just a bit. She thought to herself if she really did seem like that at the moment, and felt a stronger feeling of needing to prove herself. She straightened herself up and stopped holding her stomach as she glared at Hotaru yet again.

Hotaru felt much safer after pushing her opponent away. She feared that Alessa would just bound back to her while she was vulnerable laying on the canvas. But the double kick seemed to work perfectly and Alessa was left far away and holding her belly with one arm. This gave Hotaru the time she needed to roll back and quickly jump back to her feet.

Getting back into combat stance, Hotaru approached her opponent that seem to be in the defensive now. Once she got close enough, the kawaii red-head pushed her body forward raising her arms going for a lock up with Alessa. Or at least that's what it looked like. Hotaru was the smaller girl and she didn't wanted to lock up with Alessa, she didn't though she would be able to overpower her like she did with other kawaiis. So as soon as her hands touched Alessa she would slip back, trying to break the lock up to the fire a sharp side kick to Alessa's left calf.

Alessa nods her head as Hotaru jumps to her feet and readies herself, expecting another quick move. This ends up being not the case however, as the kawaii made her way over to her, raising her arms to signal for a lock up. Alessa looked on confused, figuring she would have the clear advantage in a situation such as that. She wondered what the smaller girl was hiding, but decided to go in for the lock up anyways.

This proved to be a mistake as the second their hands touched, Hotaru slipped back and connected with the sharp kick. Taken off guard, as the kick connects with her left calf, Alessa buckles on that leg and falls to her left knee. She lets out a small yelp from the hit and then clicks her tongue. She goes to grab her calf to ease the pain, not having enough time to follow up before Hotaru was to go for her next move.

Hotaru smiled like a kitten when she saw Alessa falling to one knee, exactly as she expected. :3

Now she had her opponent on the defensive and despite her small size, Hotaru followed the same tactic than her father: attack your opponent non-stop until they break. So Hotaru moved close to Alessa with the intention of taking advantage of her and continue the assault.

"Come here, wimp!" Hotaru will mock Alessa as she tried to wrap her right arm around her opponents head, trying to trap Alessa under her armpit in a side headlock to then run forward hoping to drag Alessa with her and jump in the air. The final objective being to ram Alessa's cute face into the mats with a vicious bulldog move.

Hotaru smiled like a kitten when she saw Alessa falling to one knee, exactly as she expected. :3

Now she had her opponent on the defensive and despite her small size, Hotaru followed the same tactic than her father: attack your opponent non-stop until they break. So Hotaru moved close to Alessa with the intention of taking advantage of her and continue the assault.

"Come here, wimp!" Hotaru will mock Alessa as she tried to wrap her right arm around her opponents head, trying to trap Alessa under her armpit in a side headlock to then run forward hoping to drag Alessa with her and jump in the air. The final objective being to ram Alessa's cute face into the mats with a vicious bulldog move.