L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Blanco came down on the knee and looked Hinata’s body over, where he laid her out. From here, he likely could have gotten the pinfall on her, but as he watched her muscular figure laid out in front of him, he felt as if there needed to be something more. Still riding high on adrenaline, Blanco pushed himself up to his feet, and rushed the nearby corner.

With the fluid, practiced motion that he’d done countless times before, Blanco gripped the top ropes, slung his legs up and over, and mounted the top turnbuckle. The voices of the crowd rose in anticipation, as Blanco hopped around to face Hinata. At ringside, Holly was shouting and cheering, jumping up and down with enough excitement her curves barely remained in her dress. Blanco pumped his toned legs, throwing himself up into the air. He pulled his arms tight, twisting at his shoulders, and going into a corkscrew spin. Turning over and around, the luchador came out of the twist with his arm extended, momentum building, his body a blur as he came flying down with his signature Elbow Blanco aimed squarely at Hinata’s chest!

If the Elbow Blanco found its mark, Blanco’s strike would slam hard into Hinata’s chest and he’d bounce up with the impact. From there, the luchador would scramble for the pin attempt, pressing himself down on top of the fallen fighter. If not, his arm would be in for a world of hurt …

Hinata was wide open, nearly unconscious and an easy mark for Blanco. The feisty woman felt him come crashing down on her and she howled in agony, her limbs weakly flopping as she felt embarrassed at how easily he had blitzed her and left her laid out. Her free leg kicked once, maybe twice as she was pinned.

"ONE!"

"TWO!"

"THREE!"

The bell rang and Hinata groaned as the masked man had managed to take it to her leaving her feeling embarrassed in this defeat. She rolled to her side and buried her face in the mat feeling the sting of the defeat.

As soon as the ref called it and the bell sounded, Blanco released Hinata and rolled off the young woman’s body. He came up to a seated position, allowing her to roll off to the side and wallow in her defeat. Blanco knew the feeling, and figured a proud fighter like her would want to be alone with it. He did pat her shoulder, reassuringly, before the ref came in to raise his arm in victory.

Blanco stood up to his full height, arm held high and his music hitting the loudspeakers. Holly entered the ring to celebrate with him as the crowd lit up, the British Bombshell bouncing giddily on her heels as she clapped excitedly.

Sore and tired, Blanco still wanted to soak in the victory and thank the fans for their support. Mounting the turnbuckle with Holly close behind him, just in case his sore legs gave out, Blanco stood tall with his arms raised to present himself to the cheering LAW crowd. It was a hard fought victory, but he’d earned it, and now, before he climbed into a hot bath and passed out, he was going to enjoy it.


WINNER, via pinfall: Blanco Sombra