Ryan Knight vs. Songbird

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[align=center:15ino2gy]Ryan Knight[/align:15ino2gy]
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[align=center:15ino2gy]Songbird[/align:15ino2gy]

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Match Type: Standard Match
Winning Conditions: Pinfall, Submission or Knockout
Special Conditions: None

In the back Mr Knight was getting himself ready for his match tonight, he felt quite excited here as this was a tension exclusive PPV. He had told the rest of his family that he would be wrestling this match alone, this wasn't to prove the naysayers of the AFW world for he could care less about them. But rather he decided to mark an occasion like this with just himself in the ring. It had been quite some time since he last stepped foot into the squared circle, but he still kept himself in impeccable shape. He looked like he could be the next James Bond he could.



Dressed in his usual attire, he looked like some sort of dark aristocrat. He then waited near the entrance ramp for the signal that he was to enter the ring, his theme song
[url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4VVYk7HJ9IU:hbx5smio]No turning back[/url:hbx5smio] began to play as the young man then began to walk down the entrance ramp, holding a rapier in his right hand and glass of red wine in the other.

Once he entered the ring Mr Knight would sit atop the far right corner, legs crossed like he was on a throne. His gaze fixed upon the entrance ramp to see his foe as he sipped the glass of red wine that he held.

As Ryan was entering the ring, Alice Jenkins aka Songbird was preparing herself to fight him. Being a girl fighting against a tough guy, she surely has guts to do so. Changing into her attire, she would breathe in and out to calm her nerves so she can come out swinging strong. Win or lose, she must make sure to always put on a good show.

As soon as Ryan was finished, a loud screech filled the entire stadium and the fans who heard this sound before knew who was coming in. Suddenly, an explosion of black smoke came from 5 feet close to the ring, covering up to the sides where the audience was. Once it was clear, Paramore's "That's What You Get" began to play and there stood a girl with pink and white hair. Her clothing consisted of a dark shining pink sleeveless zippered suit with the collars covering the bottom of her face, long black fingerless gloves, and black army boots.

She started to walk with a serious look in her eyes and her fans could see that as she was beautiful, she's also quite lethal. Then she jumped and kept her balance on the top rope before doing a double body twist into the ring. She slowly stood up as she unzipped her gag just to screech out loud to live up to her name and shatter the wine glass that Ryan held in his hand.

Ryan was silently sizing up his foe, he was rather impressed with what he saw right now. "Hmmmm, interesting." he thought to himself as she entered the ring.

Then when her screech shattered the wine glass he held in his hands, a mixture of intrigue and anger adorned his face.
He then smirked and said "Shattering a 300 dollar glass that is held close to someone? Have you no manners? No matter I was going to fling it outside the ring anyway."

With that he flung the remains of the glass outside the ring and stood up with his feet on the middle turnbuckle, pointing his rapier at Songbird he said "I hope you do not break this either, it's a gift from the prime minister of France." with that he'd hand it to the ref girl who would put it away after he got off the turnbuckle.

He then began to remove the top part of his outfit, placing the coat on the iron ring post. The rest of the top part of his outfit would be neatly folded and placed under the turnbuckle posts, all in a manner that made it look as if he was lowering himself to compete. The dashing man from Scotland was then ready, his pale and muscled chest on display. Bowing to Songbird he then said "As my guest, allow me. Ryan Knight, to entertain you. Let's keep this nice and clean yes?" as he waited for the bell to ring.

Songbird lightly chuckled as Ryan asked if she had any manners after shattering that wine glass with her screech. "Oh, I do have manners, Ryan. Sometimes, even a little bird such as myself can't help but want to have a little fun. And I hope that is what I will have with you."

When seeing the rapier, she looked intrigued as she added, "With a gift like that, I find no reason for wanting it's destruction." She was even impressed by how well built Ryan was, but Songbird wouldn't let that phase her so easily.

As soon as the bell rang, Songbird put her arms up to offer a test of strength. "Nice and clean is a very good forte of mine. So let us proceed with those requirements then."

Ryan had a smirk on his face as he saw what Songbird was wanting to do, he merely said "If that's what you wish." in a nonchalant tone. He had to admit that Songbird looked like she knew what she was doing when it came to the squared circle, that was how he liked his opponents.

Getting himself ready Ryan locked hands with Songbird, pressing his full 6 foot frame into the move. If there was one thing that Ryan had going for him it was strength, so he decided to put to use here. He would let out a grunt of effort as he pushed into the strength test, working the muscles in his arms like horses pulling chariots. Songbird better give it her all else she might start to feel a tad overwhelmed by the might of the dashing Scottish aristocrat.

Ryan's strength apparently is already visual to Songbird and she might have a disadvantage here, but nonetheless, she had to try and keep up with him. As soon as their hands grasped each other's, Songbird prepared herself for the worst that could come her way. Sure enough, Ryan would start pushing and it prompted Songbird to do the same.

She would feel herself slide a bit backwards, but she did her best to keep up against her opponent's strength, pushing with all her own might. "You're pretty strong, Ryan...I'll give you that."

The handsome warrior from Scotland was aware of Songbird's strength, she wasn't some dainty little robin it seemed but rather a large hawk. Ryan wouldn't really comment on it right now though, he was focusing on winning this strength hold. If only to prove his power here early on to gain a morale advantage, a confident smirk crossing the lips of his pale skin.

Then he noticed Songbird had slid a little and gave him some ground, a plan began to form in the mind of the dashing Knight. Putting his body forward Ryan hoped to get close to his foe, and try to force her into the corner where he could start working her over with some shoulders to the gut.

As soon as Songbird had slid, she knew that she'll be in for it as she now felt Ryan start to put his body forward. She felt herself being pushed to the corner as her arms were tensing quite much against this guy's strength. If Ryan pushes her too close, Songbird could be in for a heap of trouble. She had to think up something fast before it gets worse.

So as soon as they got closer to the turnbuckle, Songbird would attempt to swing her body in order to swing Ryan over to the turnbuckle and hit hard against it. Hopefully, this works so she can show that she also meets up in brains as well as brawn.

Mr Knight mentally kicked himself, it seemed Songbird was intent on backfiring his plan. And that seemed to have worked as his momentum forced him into the corner. "Nngh!" his voice said aloud as he felt the turnbuckle on his back.

However Ryan wasn't intent on letting himself get caught here, he'd yank Songbird by her coat and force her close to him. Intent on nailing her skull to skull with a headbutt to the forehead, flooring the bird to the mat. Then he'd lean back on the turnbuckle and rub his forehead as if in taunting to the girl.