How does one feel when starting a new career? What about a new life? Thoughts similar to those raced through the mind of the woman waiting backstage to the moment to make her first appearance on a LAW stage. Everything looked primed and ready for the woman’s debut: the ambiance was electric, brimming with intensity after the previous match and the stands were filling with a very enthusiastic crowd, which showed its eagerness to see what a debutant could do. Despite having what was mostly considered as a fiery spirit, the woman couldn’t help but feel a little nervous about the situation, each look at the bustling arena giving her a chill of unease. What if she just walked on stage and embarrassed herself? What if once she was in front of everyone she just blocked and got unable to do anything for the show? No, those were thoughts for her past self, for the compliant woman she was before, but now for the woman, the wrestler, she had reborn into. From her ashes Anne Misaki Erhardt was reborn as the Blazing Phoenix, starting that night. Entrance music theme:
The Blazing Phoenix
The lights dimmed and everything turned to red and orange shades when the Phoenix motif displayes on every screen as Anne was introduced: “And now the first contestant for the upcoming match: introducing herself for the first time in the LAW arena, this iiiiis The Blazing Phoenix!!!” The crowd roared in unison and Anne appeared on stage. All her feelings of unease quickly went away as soon as she bathed in the admiration of the crowd, the thrill of the upcoming fight taking over. It all felt ecstatic, almost as if she had belonged there from the very first moment.
Despite her thinking that her first entrance would be an awkward one, Anne’s walk towards the ring was smooth and nice. As she walked she started feeling more and more confident and the crowd was being truly welcoming to her which surprised the debutant even if it was an obvious outcome to some beautiful woman appearing on stage to tussle with other. Before she noticed Anne was waving to the most enthusiast of fans and even giving high fives and fist bumps to some of them. Upon reaching the ring, Anne slipped between the ropes as her theme was ending and she made her final move: opening her arms in the middle of the ring and looking proudly but also thankful at that crowd for their support: a Phoenix opening her wings. When her theme was over, Anne nodded to the referee as a greeting and walked towards her corner where she would lean against the turnbuckles and wait for her first rival of her career, her eagerness turning to impatience as she fidgeted by switching her position.
Though the crowd was mainly behind the newcomer, a few—a small but vocal minority—actively booed her near ringside. The rest of the audience seemed generally irritated by them but weren’t surprised by their presence. After all, they were the Katakura Kiss Club, Freezer’s most dedicated fans, and they showed up at every match the woman had, a bevy of women from all walks of life who followed the object of their affection like a personal harem. As always, their heroine selected a random few from her fan club to be in her cheering, and they all came running for the chance, slight though it may be, to catch her eye.
They wouldn’t have to wait long, either. Winter was coming.
As Anne’s song faded, a new one took its place, this one more ethereal and haunting. Freezer’s
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swept over the crowd as the lights dimmed, saved for a single glowing spotlight at the top of the ramp.
made her way through the curtains, stepping out with the same sly smirk that was rarely not on her face, gazing towards the ring with half-lidded eyes. She took a deep breath as snowflakes fluttered around her and made her way down the ramp with an easygoing stride. A chill came over the crowd, mirroring Freezer’s serene demeanor - calm, unflappable, placid, moving as if she was here for a leisurely walk in the park and not an intense wrestling match.
Instead of going straight for the ring, Freezer made her customary pitstop before every match, heading over to her waiting fan section to see what was available today. The girls went into their usual tizzy, as she tapped her chin and inspected them as if they were goods to be chosen. Which they were, in a real sense.
”Me! Me! Pick me!” A smaller one with pink hair. Chinese, she was pretty sure.
”Shut up! It’s my turn!” A larger woman, plump, with a sweet face and a wide, glistening smile.
The third woman that caught her attention was a redhead, decked out in a tight red dress, hugging every curve. She would’ve been a looker in any circumstance, but her lipstick drew Freezer’s gaze. A shimmering red, one that seemed to glow even in the dark light, begging to be tasted. She couldn't resist.
Freezer moved forward, gently gripped the redhead’s chin, and pulled her in for a kiss worthy of the steamiest lover. She closed her eyes and indulged, letting her tongue slither into the woman’s mouth, roaming about, committing every corner to memory, sliding over the teeth and savoring the faint taste of cherry.
It was brief, not more than a few seconds, but Freezer could’ve kiss this woman for hours. Alas, she had work to do, and she pulled away to let her paramour swoon, moving to the ring after a frilly wave and a wink.
Freezer slid in under the bottom rope, popped to her feet, and looked over to her opponent for the first time, as the lights came back around them. She took a moment to scan her head to toe, before her ever-present, effervescent smile grew by a few millimeters. ”Sorry to keep you waiting.” She blew a kiss Anne’s way. ”You’re up next.”
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Now that Anne was resting against her corner the dreamy trance of her entrance theme fade away, and with the actual realization of her current situation came something she noticed: among the noises and the crowd’s chants there was something else, something that sounded like… was that booing? The Phoenix didn’t have to look far to trace the origin of the booing, a group of fans sitting in first row, directly behind her rival’s corner. They were several signs showing support for her rival and one of them identified them as some sort of fan club with a cheesy name. Anne almost chuckled at the idea of her getting to get a fan club like that, or her having detractors like those.
A new entrance theme started echoing and the atmosphere quickly changed all around the LAW arena. For Anne it was impressive how some slight changes in lightning and music could completely alter the ambiance in a scene, but that was one of the wrestling industry’s main draws. Without further ado Freezer Katakura, the match’s second contestant and Anne’s first rival ever, made her entrance. The Phoenix could learn a lot from that woman and she was indeed taking mental notes from the very beginning. Freezer moved towards the ring diligently and with a serene demeanor, but she also had an aura of dignity, composure and even class. In some way, she was like a snowstorm, as calming as dangerous it could get.
Before Freezer made her way inside the ring she had something else to do. Anne didn’t know this but the woman had some sort of tradition that made some sense to her fanclub’s cheesy name. Without any warning the white haired selected one of her fans and kissed her! And it wasn’t a peck either, it had the intensity of a loving kiss. Anne couldn’t help but grin when she saw this display, learning something pretty interesting about that obviously good looking rival while getting a little envy of that lucky gal. After all the ritual was over, Katakura got inside the ring and finally directed her attention towards Anne. The woman took some time to shamelessly check her out, but the Phoenix was just doing the same, gazing at that bigger and more muscular rival that still maintained her feminity in her figure, just as she liked them. Freezer was the first to speak, hinting a cool dynamic between them by blowing her a kiss and promising that the Phoenix was next. “Aww, my kiss is just a blown one? Shame, I was almost jealous of that lucky girl...”, she said resting with her hand on her hip in a way that looked challenging towards her rival but also maintaining a sly and inviting tone, something that implied that they were going to both enjoy tussling around.
It wasn’t merely about looks, though she was an undeniably beautiful woman. Her moniker was apropos, the perfect way to describe her flaming hair and radiant eyes, brimming with energy. Ornate, intricately designed clothes stuck close to a firm but fulsome frame, not unlike her own. Curves here, curves there, in all the right places, with long hair that begged to felt and a smooth neck that begged to be kissed.
Best of all, she seemed feisty. Freezer liked the feisty ones. Always so fun, dampening those flames.
She had started back towards her corner when the woman spoke, halting her in mid-step. She didn’t bother to look back all the way, glancing over her shoulder with a wry grin, a mirror of her opponent’s. The Phoenix wasn’t shy, was she?
”I’ll make you a deal.” Freezer turned halfway to her foe and tipped her head to the side, as if trying to get a better view from another angle. All of them were enticing, from what she could tell. ”If you beat me, I’ll give you the best kiss of your life.” She paused, thought, and chuckled. ”Anywhere you like.”
So far Freezer looked like most of the things Anne wanted to achieve as a wrestler. Not only the woman was hot but had an air of both wrestling dignity but without losing her cool rule (no pun intended) She was also feisty and it showed in the wager she threw at Anne even before the match started. The Phoenix wasn’t going to cower at a promise of a good time like that, less in front of a hot and strong looking woman. “Well I guess now I have one really good reason to apply myself to this...”, she responded with a smirk on her face while adopting a guarding stance.
With the ring of the bell the match oficially started and Anne knew that she had to assess her rival’s strengths and weaknesses, so the best way to do that was to start the match with something low risk like a test of strength, so she would raise her arms in a challenge towards Freezer to see which woman was stronger.
Freezer threw a quick wink to Anne and made her way over to her corner, where she grabbed the ropes and limbered up while she waited for the bell to ring. While she kept her gaze serene and calm on the outside, she made sure to throw glances towards her foe, and not merely to get a look at her killer body. Going in cold - so to speak - against an opponent was always a dicey prospect. Here, she could tell that the two weren’t so far apart in size, within the middleweight range. That wouldn’t tell her anything about her opponent’s style, however. There was only one way to know that.
There went the bell. Freezer cracked her knuckles and strode forward. ”Let’s begin.”
Freezer moved her opponent’s way and brought her hands up as they approached, eager to move into the test of strength. She planted her feet, locked fingers, and powered forward, though she didn’t put her 100% into it just yet, more keen on getting a feel for what her foe could do.
She also didn’t past up the chance to press her chest against the volatile vixen’s chest, all while a devilish smirk grew across her lips.
In some way Freezer represented something Anne as a debutant aspired to be: a cool looking wrestler with an attitude and a smoking hot body, and her inviting demeanor was making the Phoenix’s debut easier, any feeling of nervousness or unease she could be experiencing fading when she noticed how a nice rival that was. All those considerations had to go the moment the bell rang and the match started. Deciding to take an orthodox approach, Anne went for a test of strength. The two women’s fingers interlocked in a gesture that could have been tender and sexy in any other circumstances but a wrestling match. However, Freezer took up to her to make this pretty obvious in how she let her body press against Anne’s with a devilishly smirk on her face. Not seeing any problem with the match having a suggestive tone to it the Phoenix returned the smirk before putting all of her strength in the hold. Anne didn’t have that ring cunning to hide her cards against her chest yet, so she went all out which could be beneficial for her at the moment but a hindrance in the long run, but of course she didn’t know that yet as she pushed against Freezer.
Anne pushed back with no small amount of force, enough to make Freezer take one step back, then another, before she planted her feet and ground the advance to a sudden halt. While her smile remained, there was no hiding the exertion on her face, the slight creases in her skin, the furrowing of her brow. There was some real power in that lithe frame, tightly packed and dangerous. A grenade, ready to explode.
”Strong. Impressive.” She slid her leg forward, letting her thigh press against her foe’s lap, teasing at the tender spot beneath. A reward for her efforts. ”However…”
Freezer brought her 100% out immediately, driving Anne hard towards the ropes, putting her back into a full powered effort. Her goal was to press her opponent up against the ropes and hold her there, sandwiching her between them and her enveloping body. It was an effort the referee would no doubt seek to end, but they would be close, so close, until she did.
Willing to show her strength from the getgo, Anne had started pushing with all her might without thinking that showing all her cards from the very beginning wasn’t a very smart move. It was a rookie mistake that the Phoenix would have to account for just instants later as Freezer had been using this hold to assess the woman’s raw strength. Freezer still used some time to keep going with her playful tease towards Anne when she grazed her lap with her toned thigh. That woman was just shameless in her teasing despite the match being a standard one. Taking notes on her mind to book Freezer for a future, lewder match, Anne tried to maintain her pushing but now the ice queen was putting all of her strength to it and in no time Anne was consistently losing terrain until she was pinned against the ropes.
Once again Freezer used the situation to her favor, but instead of getting any other wrestling move going to get an edge over Anne she would just press her body against the Phoenix’s, sandwiching her against the ropes in what constituted as an illegal move but an alluring one. “Not that I’m against it but- ngh- Is this your take on a standard match?”, asked Anne in a playful tone, acknowledging the tone their exchange had just before the referee intervened. “Alright Freezer, illegal hold. Release her! One! Two!” Anne rolled her eyes when the ref started the count to force a release. “Talk about a party pooper, right?”
Freezer made the most of her time, pressing hard against Anne and keeping her in place, their bodies molding against each other. It was an intimate embrace, as much as one could ever enjoy in a match where such things weren’t the point, and she was eager to enjoy it. Anne’s body felt simply divine against her on, tone and taut with the right amount of muscle, giving her a tantalizing preview of everything underneath.
All good things must end, though, and she obliged when the referee insisted they part. ”I’m certain I don’t know what you’re talking about, dear.” She put on her best coy smile and blew a wisp of frigid air over Anne’s face, before she moved away towards the center of the ring. Coy playfulness aside, that little exchange had given her some good data to work with, a decent measure of what her opponent was like and what level she would need to match it. A promising start.
She raised her hands and lowered back into her grappling position near the center of the ring. With a lick of her lips, she beckoned Anne to join her. ”Care to try again?”
