Drake Benton had been in a FOUL mood. Not only did he suffer his first loss at the hands (and tail) of ”The Rascal” Rylie Marshall, he also saw on Twitter that his nemesis Oscar Orelash won a championship in another promotion. Drake lost his chance at gold and Oscar, a man he beat decisively, won gold before him. On top of all that, Drake had lost his hockey stick in the chaos of his match with Rylie and security could not find it. Drake was pissed. After Oscar’s graduation party, in which Drake crashed and was beaten down by Oscar’s friends, Tina Kelly had exchanged numbers with Drake. The two had texted on and off. She had been kind to him despite Drake’s ongoing conflict with her mentee Oscar, friends, and even sister Katrina.
One day in the gym, Drake received a text from her saying that she got a match for him. Drake needed it. LAW had not booked him since his match with Rylie. Especially after he hit some fans when he yeeted chairs everywhere. But somehow Tina worked her magic with management and his punishment was over. Drake was ready to get back into action. He was booked for warm up match before the Saturday show to get the crowd going. He didn’t even know who his opponent was. All Tina said was she got him. Drake was excited. Both because of Tina’s kindness and that he got to fight someone. Spoiler
The day of the match came and Drake waited in the heel tunnel for his cue. When his music played, The Colossus emerged from the tunnel roaring with fury.
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The Colossus strode to the ring, trash talking the fans on the way. He grabbed a sign from a fan that taunted his win-loss record on it and tore it in half. He got in the ring and began stretching against the ropes. Drake was all business and couldn’t wait to pound the crap out of whoever came through that curtain.
Suddenly there was a few pops of distortion from the Drake's theme and at the same time the lights in the arena flickered before the music cut off and the arena went dark. The crowd started to whisper amongst themselves, wondering what's happening before all of a sudden the only lights came from the face tunnel. However the colors of the tunnel began to flicker between the colors of a face and a heel as a shadowy figure. The only visibility of the figure came from the cell phone held in their hand and the burning cherry of the lit cigarette that was opposite the hand holding the cellphone. The figure made it to the center ramp before suddenly the lit cig got closer to the cellphone as a button was pushed on it. As that happened, neon lights started to appear everywhere throughout the arena, as if turning the inside of the arena into a cyberpunk setting as an Omega symbol flashed on the titantron. Finally a spotlight shined down on the figure to reveal the drop dead gorgeous blonde, Cyndi Omega, to which her fans popped for her as she Cyndi looked up from her phone with a smirk, lowering the cellphone as she brought the cig to her lips to take a drag form it as she then pulled it away and gave a french inhale before she exhaled the smoke away from her lips. She was clad in her black two piece bikini that left little too the imagination along with matching calf high wrestling boots and a large red jacket tied around her waist.
She then walked towards the ramp with a natural strut about her as she made her way to the ring. She passed her cig and phone to event staff as she then walked up the steps before walking towards the center edge of the ring. She then turned to face the crowd as she rested her arms on the top rope at her sides as she looked towards the crowd, lifting one up to rest against her opposite shin as she stopped to get another pop from her fans as she looked towards them with a grin as the rest of the arena light came back on as the neon lights faded.
She then entered the ring between the middle and top ropes as she placed her hands on her hip as she strutted towards Drake, pulling some of her long blonde hair behind one ear as she flashed Drake a sexy smirk as she began to strut in a circle around Drake as she slowly looked him up and down and blushed a tiny bit. "So, you're the blind date that Tina set me up with, hmmmm?" She asked before walking around too Drake's opposite side as she now circled around behind him. "Not bad, try not to disappoint me." She teased in her monotone voice as she then walked over to her side of the ring, twisting around to face Drake as she began to do stretches to warm herself up, ready to begin as she nodded to the ref that she was ready.
Drake had watched enough pro wrestling to know what happens when the lights go out. He immediately turned around and was relieved to find no one was there. Upon looking back at the entrance ramp, he saw a shadowy figured illuminated only by the light of a cigarette. Then the arena turned neon. ”Aww yeah that’s some Cyberpunk 2077 shit!”
Drake was glad the ring wasn’t illuminated well because when the spotlight shined on the shadowy figure, his jaw dropped upon seeing a stunningly beautiful woman. His thoughts ran wild as she posed and then strode to the ring. “Oh shit oh shit oh shit she’s gorgeous! Be cool, Drake, be cool. What fuck who is she?! What do I say?! Something about I’ll kill her before her cigarettes do? No, idiot, that’s what you’d say to Oscar. What would Oscar say to her??? He gets all the girls that lucky bastard. He’d probably say some dumb fantasy shit like ’Greetings, Milady, I am Oscar the Barbarian Prince and I will crush you in my embrace’ or some loser shit like that. But he gets the girls so may- OH SHIT SHE’S IN THE RING AND SHE SMILED FUCK WHAT DID SHE SAY I MISSED IT THE CROWD WAS TOO LOUD SAY SOMETHING DRAKE!”
”Wassup?”
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As Cyndi draped her arms over the top rope and was leaning back against it with one foot resting against the bottom turnbuckle. She heard his Wassup and had to turn her head away from him, blushing temporarily as Cyndi thought it was such a cool thing that this new guy tried to talk to her. It was at least more of an effort then Oscar managed as she turned her head back to Drake and nodded at him. "What's up?" She replied back with the slightest of smiles as the bell officially rings. She stepped away from the corner as she began to circle the ring. "Well then, how do you want to start things off?" She asked as she started to get slowly closer and closer to him.
”How do I want to start things off? You’re asking ME… how I want to start things off???…” he trailed off into an awkward laugh.
How did he want to start things off? Internal panic started to set in. “Well I want to start things off… … … WITH A TEST OF STRENGTH!”
Drake walked into the center of the ring and raised his hands palms out, inviting her to lock up for a test of strength. He would raise his hands at the right height so the smaller woman could reach them and get a good fingerlock grip in.
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When Drake requested a Test of Strength, she blinked at him puzzled. "Do you clearly not see the size difference between us?" To which she then suddenly smirked before flinging a hand through her hair. "Very well, who am I to turn down a challenge? Besides, I'm impressed you already want to skip to holding hands." She teased as she brought her arms close together, squeezing her breasts together to show off more cleavage as she brought her soft hands to his, interlocking her fingers with his.
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The two slowly interlocked fingers with each other until they were holding hands. “LOOK AT HER! WHY DID YOU PICK A TEST OF STRENGTH YOU IDI- Wait what did she say about holding hands? She’s impressed?!!! I mean I am impressive like damn. But what did she say it’s so loud in here and her eyes they’re just so amazing and I can’t stop looking at her. Don’t be creepy, Drake. Quick! LOOK ANYWHERE ELSE.” Drake thought to himself. He then looked down at Cyndi’s chest and was momentarily distracted staring at her cleavage.
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Cyndi took Drake's distraction as she suddenly gritted her teeth as she quickly tried to twist Drake's hands to rotate opposite form himself to end up up with his palms facing up as pushed in and up with her hands to force his and to bend more towards himself as she smirked. "I watched you from the back, you looked quite pissed when you first entered the ring. I'll admit you kind of intimidated me a little bit, yet here we are now and you seem a lot more chill?" She asked in her cool monotone manner as she tried to keep the advantage on the test of strength while she still could.
Drake gritted his teeth as Cyndi took advantage of his distraction and twisted his wrists in the test of strength. She was crafty, to be sure. “Ah shit she’s winning… and she’s still talking to you. WHAT DO I SAAAAAAAY???”
”… I mean I am a baller athlete. But uh… yeah it’s been a rough day and I was looking to smash someone, but seeing you… I don’t feel mad anymore.”
”You dipshit what kind of cheesy sappy bullshit is that?! Also wait, I’m supposed to be wrestling her!” he thought to himself.
Drake began pushing back in earnest and momentum swung in his favor as he twisted Cyndi’s hands up and around. She put up a good fight but as she had commented, he was huge and she was not. Their heads and chests were inches apart. Seeing he had won, Drake let her go and backed up.
“Yeah you’re right, odd way to start. Okay I’m gonna do my usual staple. I will roar and charge you and smush you in the corner. It’s worked for me before. Alright? Cool. REEEE-”
Drake charged forward attempting to do exactly what he told her he’d do.
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"No way, is he really that stupid to tell me what he's going to do next?" She thought to herself before she blinked in surprise as she blurted out. "Reee wha?" She was then caught by surprise having no time to react as she was suddenly scooped up as she grunted out before a long groan ran out as Drake's charge drove Cyndi into the corner, her arms stretching out to grip the top ropes at her sides as as she arched into the turnbuckle from the impact. "Ngggghhh, shit, you actually did it...I couldn't tell if you just did that as a reverse psychology...or if you aren't thinking straight." She mentioned as she squirmed against the turnbuckle, Drake now having the advantage.
