Drop a Gem on 'Em: Bengal VS. Sapphire (Submission Match)

[BengalTheBlazeTiger]

Bengal, the Blaze Tiger

Spoiler

After a string of losses, Bengal was in a nasty mood. So when she was offered a submission match for her next bout, she jumped at the opportunity. This would be the perfect venue for her to take out her aggression, she figured. She didn't even care that her upcoming opponent was a "Young Lioness", a member of LAW's developmental program. Normally, something like that would have galled the Tiger, but her recent defeats seemed to have humbled her. She didn't even roll her eyes when her agent gave her the news. Her only question was, "Where do I sign?"

So it was that, a few short weeks later, Bengal found herself backstage at the LAW arena, waiting for her entrance music to begin. The Tiger tapped her striped boot impatiently on the floor, as she straightened her cat-eared headband. It was still relatively early in the show, but it felt like she'd been waiting for hours. She rolled her amber eyes exasperatedly, wondering what the holdup was.

Fortunately, her wait was almost over. As the opening notes of Meshuggah's "Combustion" blasted through the arena speakers, Bengal charged out onto the entrance ramp, emerging from a cloud of smoke and sparks like some storybook monster. She snarled at the jeering fans packing either side of the aisle, swiping her clawed hands at anyone who got too close. The crowd screamed and scattered back in disarray, as Bengal smirked with satisfaction. She continued down the ramp with a confident stride, then leaped onto the apron, throwing her shiny black hair over her shoulder to catch the overhead lights. Then she ducked under the ropes and took to her corner, as the ring announcer began to speak:

"Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a Submission Match! Introducing first...standing five feet seven inches, and weighing 140 pounds...from Kolkata, India...THE BLAZE TIGER! BENGAL!"

More boos, but they were a little softer this time. Perhaps the fans were worried that, if they jeered too loudly, Bengal would climb back out of the ring and take the fight to them. If that was the case, they needn't have worried. The Tiger's attention was focused squarely on the entrance ramp, waiting for her opponent to arrive.

[Potato]

Wrestling Gear

Aoto waited nervously backstage, having decided to wear a new wrestling gear as her one piece had been taken from her after her debut. She had heard that although her opponent was not from the training program, she had lost quite a few matches in a row, figuring that she may have some sort of chance to win this.

A short while after hearing her opponent's entrance music, she hears her own, and quickly tightens her laces before she makes her way down the entrance ramp, taking in the atmosphere. She looks at the audience, who were cheering for her but seemed to also be terrified by her opponent, and she also feels slightly intimidated as she goes closer to the blaze tiger. She slides under the ropes and into the ring, scrambling to her corner as the announcer continues speaking.

"Her opponent...standing five feet five inches, and weighing 132 pounds...from Japan...AOTO "SAPPHIRE" MIYA!"

Aoto wasn't very used to having her name called out like that, blushing slightly in embarrassment as the crowd continued cheering. She trembled a little, both from her excitement and nervousness, as she waited for the bell to ring.

[BengalTheBlazeTiger]

Bengal glared at Aoto through narrowed eyelids, but the faint smile playing along the corners of her black-painted lips gave her true feelings away. The Tiger might act aloof and superior, but deep down she was thrilled to fight this inexperienced opponent. As she noticed the way the blue-haired woman's hands were trembling, the Tiger's pulse quickened with anticipation. This is gonna be an easy win, she thought to herself, her smile widening.

Still, it couldn't hurt to rattle her opponent with a little trash talk first, in the moments before the bell. Bengal took a step toward the center of the ring, as the referee eyed her warily. The Tiger, however, had eyes only for Aoto. "So, you're 'Sapphire', huh? Big name, for a scared little girl." She sauntered forward as she continued. "I saw the tape of your debut match. That must have been embarrassing. You would have had a better chance just laying down, and hoping for Leto to trip over you." She giggled softly. "Don't worry, it's not going to be that one-sided with me. It'll be even worse!"

The referee had finally had enough, motioning Bengal back to her corner. The Tiger stuck her tongue out petulantly at the official, then retreated, having accomplished her goal. She hoped to bait the rookie into making a reckless attack in the early moments of the match, leaving her open to exploit. Would Aoto be able to see through the deception, and keep her focus?

Just as Bengal returned to her own corner, the bell finally rang: DING-DING-DING! The Tiger started forward yet again, rolling her muscular shoulders, brow furrowed with concentration. She usually favored a quicker start to matches, but her recent defeats had left her more cautious. She was watching her opponent carefully, waiting to see if this "Sapphire" had any surprises in store for her.

[Potato]

Aoto started sweating nervously slightly as Bengal approached her and began taunting her, and her heart sank when she mentioned her debut. She hated that she had been completely dominated and humiliated then, and now it was still coming back to haunt her! Although what Bengal said was probably right, she couldn't bare to hear it come out of her opponent's mouth.

As the bell rang, Aoto was determined to prove her opponent and everyone else wrong. She charge forward towards Bengal, attempting to take her down to the mat!

[BengalTheBlazeTiger]

Bengal grinned, catlike, as Aoto rushed toward her. Her plan had worked perfectly, putting the rookie right where she needed her to be. She waited until the Japanese woman got close, close enough for Bengal to see the beads of nervous sweat already beginning to streak her pale face. Then she ducked low and spun around behind Sapphire, cinching her arms tight around her opponent's shapely waist.

"Pathetic," Bengal hissed, grinding her own hips against the smaller woman's firm behind. "I can see right through you!" She was whispering directly into Aoto's ear, letting the tip of her pink tongue play across the rookie's cheek as she spoke. Then she torqued her arms upward and arched her back, attempting to hoist Sapphire into the air. If she was successful, she'd toss Aoto backward into a German Suplex, smashing her into the canvas like a wrecking ball! The Tiger knew that she couldn't score a victory like this - not in a submission match. Instead, she wanted to weaken her opponent's head and neck, in preparation for the submissions she'd apply later.

German Suplex

[Potato]

Aoto's eyes widen as her opponent suddenly disappeared, before she felt Bengal's arms wrap around her waist, lifting her up and slamming her to the mat! She let out a yelp of pain as her head crashes into the mat, stunning her momentarily as she groaned in pain. Her head spun as she was held upside down and in no way able to counter whatever the Tiger was about to do to her.

[BengalTheBlazeTiger]

After executing her suplex, Bengal rolled nimbly to her feet. But instead of going after Aoto, who was lying helplessly on her back, the Tiger decided to waste time taunting the fans. The crowd didn't seem to like the way she'd been treating her young opponent, and their jeers were even louder than usual. Bengal clambered up the ropes in the corner, pointing a threatening finger at the noisiest area of the front row.

"The louder you boo, the harder I hit her," she intoned, jerking her thumb over her shoulder at the fallen Aoto. "Hope you're good with that on your conscience!" She raised the fingers on her other hand in a crude gesture, leading the LAW television producer to hastily cut away in a panic.

Bengal was enjoying herself a lot - perhaps too much. Toying with the fans had distracted her from the match, giving Aoto ample time to recover. With her back turned obliviously to her opponent, and her legs splayed out on the ropes, the Tiger was more vulnerable than she realized.

[Potato]

Aoto groans as her head stops spinning, seeing Bengal in front of her on the ropes taunting the fans. She slowly got up, realising that her opponent seemed to be too distracted by the audience to realise that she had gotten up.

Aoto quickly decides to take advantage of this by going for her legs, since she figured her balance was not as stable as she was standing on the ropes. She attempted to pull Bengal's legs towards her, causing her to fall forward and face-first into the ropes, and if that worked she would attempt to suplex her opponent onto the mat, which would end up being just her throwing Bengal onto the mat as she lacked the strength to do a proper suplex.

[BengalTheBlazeTiger]

Bengal was in her element, working the crowd into a frenzy - when she suddenly felt a sharp tug from behind. The Tiger's heart seemed to leap into her throat, as she craned her neck around to see Aoto holding onto her thighs. She tried to grasp the ropes, to anchor herself in place, but her opponent pulled her roughly away before she could get a firm grip. The boos from the crowd turned to hoots and cheers; the fans were clearly happy to see the heel pay the price for her showboating ways.

With a sickening crack, Bengal's forehead collided with the top of the turnbuckle as her legs were yanked out from underneath her. Her head spun dizzily from the impact, leaving her unable to respond as Sapphire whipped her through the air and threw her to the mat like a sack of garbage. It might not have been a traditional suplex, but there was no denying the move's effectiveness. The Tiger lay on her back, slowly blinking her dark orange eyes, as she waited for the ringing in her ears to quiet down.

[Potato]

Aoto winced at the sound of the crack, feeling a little bad, but she wasn't going to let the chance slide, throwing Bengal onto the mat in a poor attempt at a suplex, but it worked decently well. Bengal was lying on the mat, clearly stunned and vulnerable, and unlike her opponent, she was not about to give Bengal any time to recover.

Aoto quickly scrambled over to her fallen opponent, as she saw her blinking at the ceiling, dazed. She quickly climbed on top of her, laying her large boobs in her face as she pushed her head into her cleavage, attempting to smother the Tiger out! She could tell she was close to winning, and was hopeful that this might be the match she gets her first victory!