"Amazon" Alaina Sanders-Haines vs. Nashi Dragneel

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Match Type: Standard

Alaina had heard Nashi had returned from wrestling away from LAW and wondered how long it would be before the two faced off. Apparently not very long based on the card tonight. Nashi in WOWW was a different wrestler than she was when she left LAW for sure. Alaina knew that expecting the same Nashi would be a big mistake. She knew Nashi would have grown and changed her game but she didn't know how. Alaina had to be ready for anything tonight.

Clad in her two piece tiger print attire the amazon was announced and stepped out into the arena smiling and waving to the faces at the top of the ramp. After striking a little flex she marched her way to the ring, high giving fans as she walked. She was going to be doing all she could to still show everyone that she was the top of the mountain. Alaina got to the ring and slid in underneath the bottom rope before standing tall and holding her arms out. She soaked up the fans cheers before settling into her corner to await the arrival of Nashi. She knew this was not going to be like the other matches they had. She was prepared and knew her ability to adjust to whatever Nashi threw at her would be the key that won or lost this match from the perspective of the amazon.

Now she sat back in her corner, leaning against the ropes as she kept watch waiting for Nashi to arrive and enter the ring.

[SRG]

The Fiery Dragon was backstage doing some last-minute stretches before tonight's big match. Normally when Nashi did pre match stretches it was mostly to iron out the kinks in her body before a match but tonight was a bit different. Nashi had to mentally and physically prepare herself as tonight wasn't just some other match for her to participate in. Tonight she was having a rematch against the "Amazon" herself, Alaina Sanders-Haines. Alaina was somehow Nashi had known practically since she was in diapers because of her father's feud with Alaina, one that ended with Alaina coming out on top but despite that both families remained good friends, if anything she was sort of a mentor figure in Nashi's life when she first started out in the wrestling business and despite them having a positive relationship... Nashi could never actually beat Alaina in the ring. Every time they fought whether it be singles or tag team, Nashi always came up short some way or another with it all coming to ahead when Alaina and Tina went to WOWW and ended Nashi and Yukino's near three-year reign as the WOWW tag team champions. It was soul crushing for Nashi to first ever championship belt she won, let alone a belt she won with her best friend. However, that was Nashi before she entered the Shadow Fortress, this was her now, Nashi put her body through utter hell to go past her limits to improve herself to hopefully finally score a win against the Amazon. As Nashi did her last-minute stretches, she spotted Alaina marching down to the ring and needlessly to say, Nashi couldn't help but smirk. "I hope your ready Alaina." Nashi muttered to herself grinning ear to ear seeing Alaina again after such a long time. "She hasn't changed one bit." The idol chuckled before turning her attention to none other but her mentor Wicke Sykes a woman who also faced off against the Amazon and failed to beat her. Rather than grabbing her jacket, Nashi guided her arms to a matching lab coat that her mentor typically wears for her entrances for putting it on herself for this match as a tribute to Wicke. "So? How do I look?" Nashi playfully teased her mentor as she spun around in her lab coat before turning to face the entrance curtains.

"And her opponent from Tokyo Japan, weighing in at one hundred and fifty-five pounds, The Fiery Dragon NASHI DRAGNEELLLL! The announcer yelled as the screen showed a fire dragon spitting out fire before it spelled out Nashi's name.

Entrance theme

After a new seconds Nashi came out from curtain this time wearing her black and red variant outfit underneath her coat, she threw her arms out getting a couple of cheers from the audience. Nashi however stopped in her tracks at the top of the ramp spreading her arms out wide as she turned her head over waiting for Wicke to walk up her side and remove her lab coat for the audience to see her red and black attire!

Red and Black attire

Upon the reveal of her red and black attire, Nashi heard the cheers grow louder than before especially considering how toned the Idol's abs had become, so Nashi knew how to capitalize on this. The Fiery Dragon would drop her hands to her waist, running her fingers along where a belt would go before strutting down the entrance ramp putting extra sway into her hips as she walked down with Wicke. Nashi was all smiles and waves even blowing a few kisses to a couple of lucky fans making her way right outside the ring. There was no going back from this as inside that ring was Alaina Sanders-Haines, and no matter what was going to happen now it all be left to her to take her on. Nashi turned on last time to Wicke before wrapping her arms around her mentor. "Wish me luck Wicke." Nashi whispered before rolling in underneath the bottom ropes before springing back up to now be face to face with Alaina. "Long time no see Alaina." Nashi let out with a playful grin on her face but still with a little bit of hostility considering she won the WOWW tag belts from Nashi and Yukino. All Nashi could do now was stay in her corner and bounce from feet to feet to try and get herself pumped for what was sure to be a match that wouldn't be easy, not one bit.

[SwordSavior1]

Wicke watched from the curtain, her arms crossed over her chest, her eyes narrowed as she observed Alaina Sanders soaking up the adoration of the crowd. A force of nature, a powerhouse with a level of experience that could swallow a rookie whole. Wicke knew that feeling intimately, she had stood across from the Amazon and felt the crushing weight of Alaina's dominance. To Wicke, Alaina was arguably THE benchmark. If Nashi could bridge the gap between her current self and the woman in that ring, it would prove that the Shadow Fortress hadn't just toughened Nashi's skin, but had evolved her spirit.

This is the ultimate trial. A flicker of apprehension in Wicke mixing with a surge of pride. Nashi has the tools now, but does she have the composure to keep them from breaking?

The tension was broken when Nashi turned to her, draped in one Wicke's lab coat. The sight brought a rare, genuine smile to the scientist's face. The coat was a little too large, but the image of the fierce idol wearing the attire of the genius-wrestler was poignant. It was a symbol of the bond they had forged midst their contract.

"You look like a proper apprentice," Wicke replied, her voice carrying that signature blend of clinical detachment and maternal warmth. She reached out, adjusting the collar of the coat with a precise movement. "Go out there and show her that in the idol lies a warrior!"

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Spoiler

As the announcer's voice boomed through the arena and the pyrotechnics flared, Wicke stepped out beside Nashi. Clad in her own signature pink leotard and lab coat, Wicke maintained a poised, authoritative presence. She walked in sync with Nashi, her heels clicking rhythmically against the ramp. When Nashi came to a halt and spread her arms, Wicke stepped forward with a practiced, theatrical flair. With a smooth, sweeping motion, she peeled the lab coat off Nashi's shoulders, revealing the striking red and black attire beneath.

Wicke stepped back, allowing the crowd to erupt at the sight of Nashi's transformed physique. She noticed the way the fans reacted to Nashi's toned midsection,the physical evidence of every grueling squat and deadlift they had endured together. Wicke felt a swell of satisfaction; she had sculpted this weapon.

As they reached the ring, Nashi turned back for a final moment of connection. Wicke stepped into the embrace, hugging her protégée tightly. For a brief second, the clinical mentor vanished, replaced by the woman who had seen Nashi at her most vulnerable and her most determined. "Luck is for those who didn't train," Wicke murmured back.

As Nashi broke the hug and rolled under the bottom rope, Wicke couldn't resist. As the girl turned her back to enter the ring, Wicke delivered a sharp, playful spank to Nashi's backside—a sudden "wake-up call" to keep the girl's adrenaline peaking and a little piece of their chaotic training dynamic for the fans to cheer.

Wicke didn't immediately retreat. She stepped up to the apron, her gaze shifting from Nashi to Alaina.

"Don't get too comfortable on that mountain, Alaina," Wicke called out, her voice cool and confident. "The view is about to change."

With a final, knowing nod to Nashi, Wicke stepped back from the ropes and took her place at ringside, her eyes scanning the ring like a scientist observing a high-stakes experiment, ready to analyze every move and every mistake.