Isaiah Bowen vs. Samantha Gang
POW Match
Loser becomes winner's property
Normal rules apply
"How the hell did I get roped into this?" Isaiah asked himself as he put on his entrance jacket. He had always wanted to be in a POW match, but, he wanted to lose to some thick mommy dom type, not some street rat with an aggression problem. Still, in a weird way, he felt sorry for Sam. No one with a good past ends up like that. Still, she wanted this, now she has to deal with it. Even so, he had a bad feeling about things. He got the cue to enter, and came out to a relatively positive response Spoiler
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He could tell some of the audience was somewhat confused. He knew why: they were used to his "Prophet" persona. He knew he had overused the Prophet, but, in his defense, it seemed that with the ever changing landscape of LAW, the Prophet was getting more and more needed. However, he didn't think the Prophet was needed against this hoodlum. Never one for pomp or circumstance, he simply went into his corner and waited for his opponent to arrive...
It seemed as though Samantha's impulsive and violent actions had gotten her into another fight, though this time, the bout was official. The gangster-themed wrestler had a pervious run in with a man named Isaiah Bowen. She had ended up bickering with, and eventually assaulting the prophet-themed fighter. But instead of continuing the assault, fate led the troubled woman to challenge Isaiah to a POW match instead. Ms. Gang aimed to prove two things with this match. One, that she could get away with being a bad girl, typical of more successful heels on LAW. And two, that faith (the subject of beef between Sam and Isaiah) was something she could smash to the ground.
Soon, the girl made her appearance, signaled with her thuggish entrance theme. Samantha had only been in three matches prior to this, so the boo count was relatively low. Not too many LAW fans were aware at how dirty she fought, but that was about to change. In her eyes, Isaiah was the prefect sucker for her to make a victorious example of. Sam soon entered the ring, eyeing Mr. Bowen with a sneer, before addressing her opponent. "Well punk, I came completely sober." Sam started. "But you're gonna wish I came unprepared and wasted, by the time a get through with you." After her little threat, which was a reference to their last parting words, the gang girl simply waited for the match to begin. Spoiler
Isaiah watched silently as Sam made her way onto the ring. He felt like he needed to say something, but, decided not too. Samantha had not truly established herself on LAW, as the crowd seemed rather subdued. Sam made it to the ring, mentioning that she was sober, but, he would wish she was drunk before the end of it. Isaiah stoic look didn't change, "I don't care if you fight dirty, just fight honestly..." Isaiah would ask, basically saying "be true to yourself" Isaiah had a feeling that won't be an issue. He removed his entrance robe and than inexplicably put his hand on his face, expecting something to be there, "Er...sorry, I usually wear a mask..." Isaiah said sheepishly as he went to the corner to wait on the match to begin. Spoiler
Samantha frowned, as Isaiah didn't seemed very phased by her threat. To be fair, she had a bad habitat of talking smack. This time, Sam would have to prove to be a serious threat threw her (typically underhanded) actions. The woman had also expected to surprise Isaiah with her dirty tactics. But it seemed the man already expected this, likely due to their pervious interaction. Samantha shook it off and addressed her opponent. "Hmmph. Well you better not whine over my fighting style then." Sam said. "A mask? Oh forget it. You're going down." The woman then went to her own corner to prepare, and soon enough, the bell would ring.
Samantha went on the offensive immediately. She was pretty fast and raced at Isaiah for what looked like a face punch, but this was just a feint. In reality, Samantha was hoping to trick The Holy Man into guarding his face. If this was successful, Isaiah would be open for Sam's true attack, which was an attempted kick square in the balls!
Isaiah heard the bell ring and wasn't particularly surprised when Sam would start out on the aggressive side, some aspects of character were just as plain to see as the nose on his face. It appeared Sam wanted to punch his face, understandable, he admitted he had a rather punchable face, he instinctively ducked, but, instead caught a kick to his abdomen. It made him double over, but, when he looked up, he could tell Sam was a bit miffed, as if that didn't go as planned. Putting two and two together, he figured Sam wanted to kick somewhere further south. Isaiah giggled, and charged her with a takedown attempt, and if successful, would dig his hands into Sam's abdomen in a belly claw, hoping to wear down his opponent.
Samantha seemed to have successfully duped Isaiah here, since the man reacted to what looked like an incoming punch. However, instead of guarding, Isaiah ducked instead. This lowered his abdomen to the area where his crotch would have been, causing Sam's attempted low blow to land there instead. Samantha grumbled under her breath, in response to her failed cheap shot. But at least she'd managed to strike her male opponent, getting him to double over. When Isaiah looked up and giggled, Samantha got triggered and distracted.
"What are you laughing at, you-Ughh!" Samantha grunted, as Isaiah managed to tackle her to the mat. She grit her teeth in pain and annoyance, in response to the man's belly claw. In retaliation, Samantha threw an actual punch up towards his face. If successful, she would roll away and stand up, looking to take things from there.
Isaiah had never seen anyone tap out to a belly claw, no one had the finger strength to pull it off, plus, it was probably the most counterable hold in wrestling. Sure enough, Sam's punch was enough of a shock to make him release the hold. Sam rolled away and Isaiah follwed suit inthe opposite direction. Isaiah had been told by a lot of people that the sin of pride would do him in one day, but, it seemed that the sin of wrath was what was prevalent this day, and it certainly wasn't his...
Samantha's strike made her opponent stop the belly claw, allowing the gang girl to get back to her feet, though Isaiah got back up as well. The woman's rage prompted her to keep up the pressure, immediately charging back at her adversary! "Take this!" She let out before sending a throat chop towards her male foe's windpipe. There was no hidden dirty move this time; instead, the neck strike WAS the underhanded blow she was going for. Samantha used these types of attacks to survive on the street. And in her angry state, she tended to default to them.
Isaiah would get up, only for Sam to continue her assault with a chop, Isaiah tried to dodge, but, this time, he missed the timing and the chop hit right under his chin. It was enough to stagger him and make him cough a minute, but, if only to piss Sam off more, he let out a howl like a fury, showing just how ineffectual her offense was in the long term. Isaiah would rear back and attempt a kick straight to the side of Sam's head, hoping to knock some screws loose...
Isaiah's throat chop hit its mark, striking the windpipe of her adversary. Samantha smiled, watching the so called 'holy one' stagger away and cough out. A throat chop was meant to hinder a foe's vocalizations for a fair bit, but it seemed as though Isaiah's dodge attempt hadn't been for nothing. Samantha's hand hadn't struck a specific area of Isaiah's neck, failing to cease his vocal cords. Instead, the man let out a animalistic howl of all things, miffing of Samantha more. "What the heck is wrong with-?!" Sam started, only to be caught off guard by Isaiah's kick. "Ugggh!" It seemed Samantha's temper had caused her to lose focus, preventing her from evading Isaiah's strike. It struck the side of her unprepared head, sending her tumbling down. She quickly rolled back up on one knee, shaking her head to try and clear out the daze.
