Main Event - GASTER vs Aoi Fukiwara - Lightweight Championship Finals

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Aoi kicked Claras belly and was able to set her up for an other warriors sacrifice. she would hold the girl befor feeling Clara move out of it some how and would lock her in her own finished. AOi didn't know this one but remember Ruby lost to a move similar. "shit!!!" Aoi cried out as her head hit the mat and would black out for a few seconds.

Clara would roll Aoi and sit on her chest as the girl groaned out. the ref would come and start the count.

"One!....two!!"

"No!!" Aoi cried out snapping out of her black out and kicked out form Clara's Pin. She would breath hard her head hurting alot as she shook it alittle. she would breath out that last move should have done her in but Aoi is still fighting.

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"TWO!"

"That's it...that's it! I win! I w---"

"THREE----NO!"

"AAAAAAAAAAARGH!!!", Clara shouted angrily as Aoi threw her off of her, being the first person to ever kick out of her new finisher. She hit the mat with her forearms, her rage and sadness at being unable to win almost bringing tears to her eyes...as well as making her breathing more erratic.

The pain and fatigue, however, were masked by her adrenaline, as she quickly got up to her feet. She put out multiple variations of matches in her head about how she could potentially win the match in case none of her finishers work. With how resilient Aoi was, she knew her submission finisher wouldn't work, Romero Special not particularly suited for knocking people out, so it likely wouldn't work...

...so it was time for Plan C.

And to enact it, she had to first get Aoi to a corner.

Once she got the Blunette back to her feet, she would use her arm to whip her into a nearby turnbuckle backfirst, starting to approach Aoi:

"I...I can't lose this...I can't...", Clara panted as she approached her rival...

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Aoi groaned in pain as the finisher really should have taken her out of hte match. however Aoi was able to kick out. she would lay there breathing hard as she held her head. "fucking...aye....my head...." Aoi breathed out. she was really fighting how much she tried to keep her self form passing out. she thought she might have a concussion. "nngh..." a few seconds later she would get pulled up onto her feet. her legs were wobbling alot and she didn't know how she was standing still.

She would get irish whipped to the corner as she groaned her back hitting the corner. she would slump down on the corner as she panted out hard and moaned form the pain. 'nhg...cant pass out...." she said her eyes already looked like she passed out or is close to it. she refused to lose she needed one more move. she knew Clara couldn't handle an other warriors sacrifice she but she didn't want to end it with 3 warrior sacrifice's she had to do something else something more dark. "i suppose...i must accept my darkness if i need to beat you..." Aoi said breathing abit more steady.

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Clara would only look at Aoi with a dark, serious look in her eyes as she got closer. Though Aoi somewhat came to, addressing the Brit and talking a big game, the blunette still looked very much out of it. Her decision to go ahead with the deadliest move in her arsenal was unchanged...although, one slight change was that Clara would drive her forearm straight into her rival's jaw to make sure she wouldn't resist during her next move.

She would grab under Aoi's arm with one hand and left thigh with another, placing her onto the turnbuckle with her back to her...before climbing upwards.

Once on the second rope, Clara would attempt to trap Aoi's head in a reverse facelock. The crowd waited with baited breath, expecting a big move from the Lightweight. What the Brit had in mind was to lift Aoi up into the air for her Shadow's End...except with the aided height of a corner! The extra momentum of the fall was sure to knock Aoi out, and get Clara the belt! She was sure of it!

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Aoi knew if she had a chance of winning it would be now as she got lifted up onto the turn buckle as she sat on the top of it. she would groan he head still hurting but she would shake it off before seeing Clara Climb to. She knew she had to act now or lose. Clenching her fist she would punch at Clara's belly hoping to knock the wind out of her before making her self stand on top of the top ropes. she would have to keep her balance in check as she tucked Clare under her legs and then would set it up for her finisher Warrior Sacrifice. However she was planing on doing it off the top rope as she lifted Clara up and over her shoulder and then would hold her high in the air.

"there are some things a warrior might have to sacrifice if its to win...i never thought of my self as a hero they can never....do something the requires sacrifice unless its their own lives." Aoi said as she held Clara. " this is my dark warrior Sacrifice if it means winning i will let darkness take over me Clara!" Aoi yelled as she would jump off the top rope hoping to slam Clara down onto the ground below.

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"GUAAAAGH!", Clara grunted, Aoi's fist sinking deep into her stomach, doubling down. The Brit focusing on keeping her balance to not fall off rather than her foe's actions, knowing that a hard drop on the barely padded floor from here would mean defeat for her...

...sadly, focusing on keeping herself on the ropes would prove to be her final mistake in the match.

Aoi would find her way to rise in front of Clara on the turnbuckle, only half a meter between herself and the steel post connected to the corner, and put the Shadow Lord's head in-between her legs:

"She can't lift me up for the Cricifix...she is too tired...there is no way..."

Despite Clara's panicked thoughts, that would be exactly what Aoi did, while she was too fatigued to do anything about the situation...including reversing the move. Soon enough, she was lying over Aoi's back in a Crucifix position, all the way up in the air.

The crowd held their collective breath as Aoi, after a declaration of darkness overtaking her, jumped off the top rope, and hit Clara with an Avalanche Crucifix Powerbomb - Dark Warrior Sacrifice.

The crowd erupted in cheers...and Clara herself was silent. The massive impact from her fall went through her entire body as she laid on the ground, eyes glazed over and her mouth agape, wishing to scream, but unable too...

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Aoi would land on her knees as she slammed Clara down onto the mat. she would sit back on her knees as she looked at the lights of the arena. she was tired that last move had took everything out of her. she would look over at Clara who was trying to scream out but couldn't. letting out a breath she would press her self ontop of Clara pressing there chest together.

Aoi reach back and pulled Clara's leg up going for the pin as the ref came over and started the count. "ONE!.....TWO!!" the ref would yelled out. the crowd would count with the ref as most were at the edge of there seats wanting to see if Aoi had done it if she had beaten the the girl that had beaten her twice before in normal matches.

Aoi was beyond tired she knew this was now or never. this last second she held her breath as she shut her eyes. she was waiting for the final count that last number so she can get off Clara and take a well deserved break.

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She wanted to keep fighting, more than anything in the world in the world right now. In her other matches, in her early career, she could afford to lose to spare herself from a potential injury against violent foes...or simply end the match to end large amounts of pain someone could put her through...

...and then there was now. The moment when she absolutely couldn't do any of that. The moment where she wanted to push herself off the canvas, shove Aoi away, and slam her head into the canvas for the 3...

But despite all of that, despite still being awake enough to hear the ref count...she was too tired and too hurting to even open her mouth to protest the count...much less kick out and keep fighting. In fact, she couldn't lift a single one of her limbs at the moment, the pain flowing through her body, as well as fatigue, wasn't letting her do that.

All she did was helplessly lay on the canvas, suck in air as the countdown to the end of the match was given by the referee...

The final second was the longest and most painful of all. Emotions got the better of her, as she realized that there was no way for her to win the Lightweight title now...and with that, a tear escaped from her eye.

Right as the tear reached the canvas:

"THREE!!!"

DING DING DING!

Clara closed her eyes...

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Aoi would hear the count of three as she smiled happily and moved up off of Clara and smiled the crowd would Erupted into a cheer as she looked at Clara nad started to kiss the girl deeply and passionatly. she knew Clara was the shy type but she still wanted to kiss her but didn't push out her tongue sadly as she would smile at Clara and tried to get up weakly befor extending her hand to the girl. "good...match...you really did a number on me Clara. it could have gone either way...." Aoi said breathing out as she was beyond exhausted and weak. she knew that clara would be the toughest fight she had but that was somethign else. She would let out a breath helping Clara to her feet.

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Right as Clara was about to burst into tears...she felt something soft upon her lips. Opening her eyes would reveal that Aoi was giving her a peck on the lips right after she won. Not pushing things further, she pulled away smiling at the Brit before getting back up to her feet.

Aoi praised Clara in the match as she helped the Shadow Lord up to her feet...but even this process was painful for the raven-haired girl in the aftermath of her rival...and now, the champion's, finisher. Her one hand was on her spine for a second...and her eyes were welling up. Taking a second to look the blunette in the eyes, she would throw her arms over Aoi, pulling her into a hug:

"But it didn't go my way. You won...congratulations, Ms. Champion..."

Upon praising her friend, she pulled away. The crowd was cheering, and the ref was approaching with the title belt to avoid Aoi...belt that could've been her's tonight. She felt so much surging to her head the moment she turned her head and saw it...rage, sadness, anxiety, feeling of failure, fear...all of that and more negative emotions overwhelmed the Shadow Lord. She felt both her heart and head ache, and she found herself unable to breath, almost falling over in the process. She was already drained physically...and the look at the belt was the final blow on her mentally...

Overwhelmed with emotions, Clara turned away from the ref, and, upon saying a quick: "I'm sorry...", to the girl to whom the belt belonged to, she rushed out of the ring, and tried to get backstage, leaving her friend to celebrate the title win alone, too overwhelmed with emotion to stay for a proper celebration...