L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Match Type: Submission Match
Rules: Win by verbal submission, or tap out

Fresh into L.A.W, Gil found herself in her first ever submissions match, she thought this could suit her style fairly well, but she knew these matches could be brutal, something that Gil was not. Even knowing this match could be very difficult, she wasn't nervous, rather, she was excited, much like she was for any and every match she ever had!

"Tonight's match will be a submission match, between Fenrir, "The Butt Punisher", And, "Gil, Arma-Gil-O"!

Gil could hear the muffled, excitable shouts of the announcer, when her name was called!

"First, making her way to the ring, the 5'7, 131 pound girl from the USA, ARM-A-GILO!"

Spoiler

Gil stepped out to the ramp, skipping her way to the ring, joy radiated from her as she gave high fives to all she passed, slipping under the bottom rope. She shot up and went to all four corners of the ring to wave to the audience!

Fenrir can still couldn't believe that she had to be a LAW fighter, but to her bad luck, she is a girl who when she makes a promise, she keeps it.

and although she refused to receive help from yukari to find out about her opponent, she would only do one thing: give her opponent a beating that he does not forget ....... and maybe buy him a drink in response

So when she left in the direction of the ring, she would notice that the place looked very good, going up to the ring and seeing her opponent, she would only think:am I going to fight a girl or is she just the entrance, well, never mind, she will serve to warm up

Thus approaching and looking at his opponent, he would only make a disgusted face before returning to his corner to wait for the bell rang and starts this "battle"

Gil was startled by the look Fenrir gave her, only for her to not say a word. The silence was deafening, she felt like the crowd noise was halted by just that one look, it wasn't of course, but Gil had never had this much fear for a match. Up until now, she was confident as ever!

"I'm Gil! Let's a have a fun match, okay!"

Determined to not let it get to her, she greets her opponents with the usual optimism and kindness that she usually does, readying herself for the battle ahead!

DING DING!

The bell rang out, indicating the start of the match!

Hearing the sound of the bell, she would not take this lightly, and so she would inadvertently run to try to hit in the belly so that this girl would know that she was not kidding.

Gil's usual quick reflexes couldn't help her here, she took a mean check to the gut, forcing her back as she clutched her belly from the quick strike, letting out a puff of air as the wind got knocked out of her.

Gil leaned into the ropes and took a gasp for air, she knew she had to be more prepared if her opponent was going to make strikes like that, she couldn't let her guard down, even for a second!

Fenrir could see that this girl could not avoid a simple blow, thus fenrir with a combined emotion of: hate and .......... wish?, she would try to launch another direct attack on Gil's belly, to see How much could she take before falling

All it took was one more harsh blow to her belly for her to fall to her knees, another puff of air forced out of her as the strike landed. She could feel the anger and hatred beaming from Fenrir, she had no idea why though, this was her first time meeting her, and Gil knew she hadn't upset her in anyway! And if she had, she would have made and apology as fast as she could.

Maybe Gil was thinking to much, she needed to focus on winning this match, and nothing else! Being low, already near the legs of Fenrir, she attempted a leg sweep, at nearly half speed of what she normally would.

Fenrir when she saw her opponent on his knees from the blow, she would think at that moment wait, this girl really hasn't done anything wrong to me, maybe she should lower it a bit .......... but would be interrupted by a sweep of the legs, feeling some discomfort and a strange sensation of .........happiness?!.

Fenrir couldn't understand why she enjoyed that, maybe it was because deep down, she wants to know if this girl really has a chance, so she would get up in a way that would allow her opponent to attack her however she wished, hoping not had to regret that later

Gil would reach her feet when Fenrir was in a kneeling position, giving her the perfect opportunity for a bit of a hip check! She would lean into and then off the ropes, ramming her backside into the side of Fenrir's face, giving it more cushion, hoping it would knock her back onto the mat!

"How about a little bit of... This...!" Gil said, leaning of the rope, and then when her rear made contact!

Fenrir would expect a hit, a kick, or even a grab, but when he would feel a soft ball gently hitting his face

Something that when she got up, she would start laughing uncontrollably

Then while laughing, I would try to attack Gil's belly over and over again.