Smother Match
Wrestlers must win using a smothering submission to knock out the opponent.
Ashley was fuming while getting dressed in the locker rooms at the LAW arena.
"That GODDAMN, bitch!"
Repeating the same thing time and time again. She laced her boots, put on her gloves, and quickly stormed out of the lockers toward the arena entrance. Staff members and other fellow wrestlers quickly cleared the path for her, wanting nothing to do with the furious Brit. Ashley already had a reputation for being a hot-headed individual, but a simple look at her face told people that this was something entirely different; This went way beyond her usual anger, this felt personal.
A few days ago, Ashley was found by staff personnel lying unconscious in the catering area, surrounded by a complete mess, with broken plates, and pieces of the table scattered all around. The moment they tried to wake her up, Ashley opened her eyes abruptly, grabbing the first person she saw by the throat: "Where is she?!" the raging redhead asked. Her mysterious opponent was nowhere to be seen.
Ashley was not going to rest until she had the chance to get even with the goth girl who attacked her. Day and night, she pestered LAW management until she finally obtained what she wanted (More because of them wanting to get rid of her, than because of her powers of persuasion), and the match was booked.
Ashley Morgan VS Carmella Crowe
However, this wasn't going to be just a regular one-on-one; Ashley was going to make sure to pay her goth opponent back in full, in a smother match. This would be the first time Ashley was in such a type of match, but she didn't care; the only thing on her mind was getting her hands on Carmella again.
The arena lights dimmed, and suddenly Enemies by Eleine (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kXUKNXvbBaQ) blasted through the speakers. Then, right through the curtain, Ashley came through to a huge pop by the crowd.
"Entering the ring, from Cambridge, England - Weighing 175 pounds - She is The Red Menace, Ashley Morgan!"
With fire in her eyes, the redhead walked without hesitation down the ramp and toward the ring, without wasting time with gestures for the audience. She was on a mission. Ashley rolled herself into the squared circle, and in mere moments, she was standing tall in the middle of the ring, her eyes fixed on the entrance ramp, eagerly waiting for her desired rival to appear, eager to get another shot at dismantling her in a proper match this time. She wasn't going to let herself be made a fool of again.
She was going to even the score, even if it was the last thing she did.
Ashley Morgan

