L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Match Type:Standard
Victory conditions:Pinfall,Submission, Or Disqualification



As Valerie walk up to the curtain a sense of euphoria hit her.Finally after all this time she finally was back in the spotlight.[image=][/image]
As her entrance song Life After Anger By Empathic played she entered the arena to…Mixed reactions. some Boos from fans of the boxer who’s career she ended and the people who believed the boxing league over her,Some cheers from her fans and people who knew better than to trust the boxing league after what they pulled, and silence from the remainder who didn’t know who she was. After entering the ring she leaned on the nearest turnbuckle waiting for her opponent.

The pirate struts down the ramp, her blue locks flowing behind her like the sea waves that would sweep across the ship deck. The yellow of her eyes seems to gleam with mischief, betraying the impish grin that spreads across her face as she locks gazes with the Wanker as she struts to the ring.



Climbing in the ring, she spins on her heel, presenting an enticing vista of her toned midriff exposed above the black pants that hug her hips tightly. The pirate hat adorns her head, gold trim gleaming on the black fabric, matched only by the sparkling intensity of her stare as she appraises the wanker from head to toe.

"Aye, what I'm lookin' at is a sorry sack o' wankers who ain't ready for a proper tussle," Asherah declares with a wink, her accent dripping with pirate bravado. She saunters closer, her long sleeves barely containing the rolling movements of her arms as if coiled spring energy thrums through her very being. "But I reckon ye can learn yer lesson 'neath me cutlass, if ye've got the grit fer it, matey."

Val didn’t understand everything her opponent said but she understood enough to know the pirate didn’t see her as a threat. She narrowed her eyes and clenched her fist as she spoke with venom “You have no idea who you’re dealing with brat, I’ll have that smug grin off you in no time” with that she hunched down and clenched her fist waiting for the starting bell to shoot out like a rocket at her opponent hoping to catch her off guard with her speed before delivering a gut punch.

"Brat! I'm older than ye!" Asherah retorts playfully, rolling her eyes before focusing intently on Val. The bell rings, signaling the start of the battle, and Asherah springs into action - but not quite as Val expected.

In a fluid movement, the pirate lunges towards Val and lifts a leg high. Before Val can unleash her gut punch (probably by her stance), Asherah executes a flawless flying knee first, aimed directly for the younger fighter's face. Time seems to slow as the powerful kick hurtles through the air, destined to make contact with Val's jawline.

As a ex-boxer Val was use to getting hit in the face but that didn’t mean they didn’t hurt like hell. “Aggh” Val screamed as the knee connected with her jaw forcing her head upwards and some spit to escape her mouth.Val knew this was a bad position to be in and that the pirate likely would try a follow up so she would try to jump back to get distance from the pirate and recoup.

Asherah's knee strikes Val's chin with resounding force, sending a jolt through the boxer's skull. Val's shriek echoes through the arena as she stumbles backward, clearly off balance. The pirate's grin widens, reveling in the momentary victory.

"Not so quick, landlubber!" Asherah taunts, dashing after Val with reckless abandon.

Catching Val off-guard with her speed, Asherah's hands shoot out to clasp the younger fighter's shoulders just as she tries to regain her footing. The pirate's grip is surprisingly firm for someone so lean, providing a rock-solid foundation for her next move.

With Val momentarily restrained, Asherah seizes the opportunity to unleash a flurry of rapid-fire knee strikes aimed directly at the boxer's midsection, seeking to overwhelm Val with sheer ferocity and volume of attack.

Before Val could jump back she felt hands tightly grip her shoulders and a knee to the stomach.Gritting her teeth as she saw the another knee coming she knew she need a plan and fast.As second knee connected she got one,use the pirate’s aggression against her. As Asherah’s knee came at val’s stomach for the third strike Val would block it with her elbow then grab Asherah's other leg with her other arm and try and yank it from other her to preform a takedown.

Seizing Val's shoulders, Asherah lunges forward once more, determined to overwhelm her opponent with unrelenting pressure. However, as her knee drives towards Val's midsection for a third assault, Val seizes the opening.

Using Asherah's own momentum against her, Val swiftly shifts, meeting the pirate's knee with a perfectly timed elbow block. The force of the impact reverberates up Asherah's leg, momentarily throwing her off balance.

As Val trips her up with a deft takedown, Asherah finds herself suddenly sprawled on the mat, her piratical pride taking a hit. Glaring up at Val with a scowl, Asherah spits out a litany of curses aimed squarely at Val's ancestors.

"Cursed be yer bloodline, ye wee scallywag! May yer mother's womb rot and yer da's cock turn to dust!" Asherah curses, raising her arms to preemptively block any incoming follow-ups.

Val’s heart swelled with pride as she preformed the takedown and seeing the pirate scowl at her while on the mat was the cherry on top. Unfortunately for Val Asherah still had her mouth which she used to curse her parents. Val just rolled her eyes, They could suffer for all she cared given how they had tried to control her and make her a housewife.Seeing that Asherah was using her hands to block Val grabbed her legs and tried to flip her over so she could sit on her back and apply the boston crab submission on her.Val knew that Asherah probably wouldn’t give up so easily so she tried to maximize the damage she could inflect before being forced to release her.

Feeling Val's fingers wrap around her ankles, Asherah instinctively kicks out with her foot, propelling herself backward as she laughs heartily, a carefree pirate's guffaw echoing through the arena.

"Waste o' time, lass! Ye should 'ave stayed yer grubby paws when ye had the chance!" Asherah taunts, effortlessly rolling away from Val's attempted grab with surprising agility for someone who almost got caught in a submission hold.

As she regains her footing, Asherah shakes her tousled blue locks, her yellow eyes glinting with mirth.

With a fierce cry of "Arrr, ye shall walk the plank, matey!", Asherah launches herself forward in a burst of speed and agility. Her foot blurs as it swings in a swift arc, aiming dead center at Val's left calf.