Match type: #1 contender
Victory conditions: pinfall, submission, knockout, disqualification
Special conditions: if Yumie wins the match she will get a title shot for the Openweight championship
“Stop it...” Charlotte said, and then sent a hard kick into the punching bag. “Even from here, I can feel you boring into the back of my head with your gaze.”
With a deep breath, the Frenchwoman finished her wamp-up and turned to her manager. As she expected, Victoria was looking directly at her, and there was genuine displeasure in the Englishwoman's gaze. This happened extremely rarely and it clearly indicated that Victoria had some big complaints against her ward. Charlotte had no doubt what kind of complaints they were, because all she had heard from Victoria over the past week was that Charlotte and Astrid had acted recklessly.
“If you don't care so much about your career, then maybe you don't need a manager?" The brunette asked coldly.
“Really?" Charlotte raised her left eyebrow as she approached her locker. “You know the situation.”
“There is a way out of any situation!” Victoria even got up from the bench in a fit of emotion, which was extremely unusual for her. “Does the fact that I work hard every day mean nothing to you?”
Charlotte pursed her lips. She knew that Victoria would not like the fact that she decided to participate in the match without the manager's knowledge. But she couldn't even think that it would hurt the brunette so much. Wiping the sweat from her forehead, the pink-haired woman returned the towel back to the locker and closed it. Trying not to get emotional, she walked over to Victoria.
“I appreciate everything you do for me and for everyone else on our team,” she said. “Yet, Astrid is a champion, yes, she's strong, but even she can't carry this burden alone all the time.” Charlotte put her hand on the Englishwoman's shoulder. “I wasn't there to help her during the match against Emaline, but I can do at least that for her.”
“Charlotte...” said Victoria, putting her hand on her ward's. “We've been working on your aspirations for so long and if you lose now...”
“I know,” Charlotte said with all seriousness. “I know how much is at stake and I know how important the rating is, but the rating is far from the most important thing because I don't want to be the first fighter in the ranking, I want to be the best fighter in the world.” Charlotte smiled. “Besides, you're missing something equally important." She took her hand off Victoria's shoulder and clenched her fist. “I'm not going to lose!”
“Then go and win!” Victoria said in a confident voice this time.
Nodding to her manager with a smile, Charlotte left the locker room and headed down the long corridor. She knew that the Englishwoman was always very worried about all her charges, as if they were her daughters. Therefore, she understood perfectly well that Victoria wanted to do everything in her power to ensure that the Frenchwoman achieved everything she aspired to. And the pink-haired woman wasn't going to deny that being careful wouldn't hurt anyone, but if she continued to be careful, dodging matches, sooner or later it would lead to a very sad ending. So…
The Frenchwoman entered the waiting room and stopped in front of the curtains. Although she was calm, memories from the past kept flashing before her eyes. Amy Evans was the only one who managed to defeat Charlotte and it hit her confidence hard because that blonde was a heavyweight. Yes, Charlotte made a great effort on herself and soon after that she met in a match with another heavyweight, where she was able to win. And now she had to go through this ordeal again. The Frenchwoman took a deep breath and clenched her fists. She's ready.
Entrance Music
Attire
Her dynamic music started and Charlotte came out from behind the curtains, sending several punches into the air to the beat of the music. Amid loud welcoming applause, she stopped and raised her fist above her head. The Sand Lizard has arrived. Walking down the ramp, she started waving to the audience, but then she had to stop several times to give an autograph and even make a selfie. After she won the Apex match, her rating rose noticeably. And although she never pursued the goal of becoming popular, popularity found her.
Climbing the metal steps, the Sand Lizard deftly jumped over the ropes and, without stopping, ran to the center of the ring. Pushing off from the mat, she soared into the air, at the same time turning around her axis in order, according to tradition, to demonstrate to the audience one of her kicks. And when she gracefully landed on her feet, she immediately pushed her left elbow back and raised her right fist above her head, there was a confident smile on her face. Accepting the last applause, Charlotte greeted the referee and headed to her corner. Leaning back, she put her hands on the top ropes on her sides. Now she just has to wait for her rival. She was sure Yumie wouldn't make her waiting.