L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

The lights in the arena dimmed as the opening notes of Money by Cardi B echoed through the speakers. A wave of purple and gold lights swept across the stage before Jazmine DeLuxe stepped through the curtain, dressed in her fur jacket and enough jewelry to catch every spotlight in the building. A pair of oversized sunglasses hid her eyes, though the smug grin across her face made it clear she was already loving every second of the mixed reaction pouring down from the crowd.

Every few steps she stopped to admire herself on the big screen, adjusted one of the chains around her neck, or flashed a cocky smile toward a camera. The murmers from nearby audience members only seemed to make her walk a little slower. By the time she reached ringside, she climbed onto the apron with all the confidence in the world before stepping through the ropes. A microphone was waiting in the middle of the ring. She picked it up, let the noise hang for a few seconds, then slowly lowered her sunglasses.

Jazmine Deluxe

"See, some of y'all look confused, so lemme help you out. The name's Jazmine DeLuxe. Remember it now, 'cause you ain't gonna have much of a choice later."

She paced the ring while she spoke, turning her attention from one side of the arena to the other.

"I've been sittin' in the back watchin' this show, hearin' everybody talk about how stacked this league is. Champions. Rising stars. Legends in the makin'." She rolled her eyes. "Bitch... where?"

A few laughs mixed with the boos, some in the audience not at all pleased that this newcomer was already dissing fan favourites!

"All I see is a bunch of wannabe's gettin' real comfortable wearin' somebody else's spotlight. That's cool, though. Y'all borrowed it long enough."

She pointed toward the entrance.

"Everybody back there better start payin' attention, because I'm comin' for all of it. The wins. The titles. The headlines. If your name's on the roster, your turn's comin'. One by one, I'm gonna walk through this whole division until there ain't nobody left wonderin' who's runnin' the show."

She looked straight into the hard camera, a slow smile spreading across her face. "So if anybody back there thinks I'm talkin' outta pocket..." She motioned toward the entrance with a flick of her wrist.

"...come do somethin' about it."

There were many wrestlers who laid claim to the stake that they were the best. Some actually have the grit, skill and fortitude to stick around and prove their claim to be good, while others quickly burn themselves out and fade away. Every new wrestler that joined LAW had the same dream, the same vision. They wanted to climb the top of the ladder, to be the best, to become a champion and legend of the ring. Here comes another one, a new challenger laying stake to the same old story. However, would this new one be any different from the countless others that came and left, having been overwhelmed by the system? or would this wrestler actually rise to the top?

That would remain to be soon. Daisuke was in the backstage, clad in his rather expensive suit as he was not scheduled to wrestle. He knew there was going to a be promo segment for LAW's newest acquisition, Ms. Jazmine DeLuxe. He would stand there, arms crossed under his chest. "Oh, this ought to be good" he muttered under his own breath.

Spoiler

He heard what she had to say. It was quite impressive to say the least. She certainly possessed talent on the mic but whether she could actually wrestle was another thing. However, from what he had heard, she was quite the accomplished wrestler in the ring too. So, when she issued an open challenge- Daisuke could not resist but to take her up on it. Making his way to the gorilla position, Daisuke's theme cued and the crowd gasped in shock as the famous wrestling prince would answer the call!

Walking down the ramp in his rather fancy suit, with a huge grin on his face, Daisuke walked around the ring and stopped at the announcers desk. He grabbed a microphone before walking up the steel steps, then entered in the ring. For a brief moment, he looked at his opponent before walking towards her, with the two standing face to face in the middle of the ring.

"Wonderful speech. Another foreigner rookie who thinks she can just waltz up in here and claim that she is going to be the best...I cant tell you how many of you I have seen come and go. Hmm, judging by the looks of you Ms. DeLuxe, I don't think you're cut out of this either" he mocked with a grin on his face. "You're just another doll who thinks this is a fashionable thing. With your fancy sunglasses, fur coat and shiny jewelry. Heh, bae, I can tell.....you're no real wrestler. I give you....hmmm a week, max. Before you call it quits" he said, going nose to nose with this new challenger.

For a few seconds, Jazmine simply stared at the well dressed man after he finished speaking. She looked him over from head to toe, taking in the expensive suit, the confident grin, and the way he carried himself. It was none other than Daisuke Takeuchi, the so-called "Wrestling Prince" and one of LAW's most recognizable names in the mixed division. She'd heard all about the faux royal before, and now that he was standing right in front of her, she couldn't help but let out a loud, amused laugh.

"Wow... I ain't even been here five whole minutes and y'all already bringing out the big guns, huh?"

She stepped closer, letting her eyes wander over him before meeting his gaze again. "Pretty girl. Fancy clothes. Expensive jewelry. So that means I must be all show, right?" Her fingers brushed against one of the chains around her neck as she glanced down at it before looking back at him. "Baby, you really think I walked into a wrestling company like this because I wanted to play dress up?"

A confident smile spread across Jazmine's face as she slowly paced around him, letting the entire arena watch the exchange unfold. She stopped beside him, briefly looking out toward the crowd before turning her attention back to Daisuke. "But I gotta give you credit, Daisuke. You got one thing right. A lot of people come through here thinking they're gonna be the next big thing. A lot of people talk like they belong at the top." Her eyes narrowed slightly as she stepped back in front of him. "The difference is, most people need everybody else to believe in them first. Me? I already know."

A sly grin crossed her face as she moved back toward him, closing the distance between them once again until they were practically face to face. Her gaze stayed locked with his, challenging him to look away first. "So how about we stop talking about what you think I am and find out what I actually am?" Jazmine took a step back, opening her arms slightly as if presenting herself to the arena. "You wanna see how long I last? 'Cause Baby, I can promise you this... I'mma last longer than you."

Alot of wrestlers wouldn't usually get a break as big as this. Facing Daisuke, a real veteran of the ring, the wrestling prince himself, was an honour very few rookies got to taste. Of course, that meant that it was make or break. Defeating such a well named wrestler in LAW would no doubt get someone like Jazmine on the map from the get go. Conversely, a loss would mean that she would be forgotten like the rest. A star that shined too brightly and burnt out at the first sign. It was indeed a high stakes gamble, but with high risks came high reward and it seemed like the rookie wanted to bet all her chips. Even when facing Daisuke, she did not seem phased at all. In fact, she seemed to relish the challenge.

She had no trouble trying to talk down to the prince himself. He narrowed his eyes while she circled him, letting him know exactly what she thought about his comments. After completing one circle around his body, she stopped dead in front of him and stared him right in the eye while showing no fear or signs of being intimidated by him. She continued to talk, Daisuke listened with intent. She certainly knew how to talk and had the confidence of a real veteran, but nobody knew how good she was in the ring. Soon, that would change....

She went nose to nose with him, her intent was clear. If he wanted to find out how good she actually was, it was his call. Her position was clear. She could outlast him.....

"Hmph, you certainly do like to talk tough....but whether you can back it up? That's a different story. Still. you are right. Lets find out how good you actually are.....and if you can actually out last me" he said, stretching his arms out side to hype up the crowd. "So lets settle this. You and Me. One on One. Humiliation match...." he said before pausing.

"Something tells me, after I am done with you in that match, having humiliated you and made you submit....you wont be around here anymore babe. Heh, so much for lasting longer than me" he said in a haughty tone.

There was something entertaining about how badly Daisuke wanted her to believe she was in over her head. He carried himself like he was giving her some once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, like standing across from him was supposed to make her second guess herself. But if anything, it just made her want to trounce this wannabe prince even more. Luckily for her, Daisuke seemed more than willing to give her exactly what she wanted. She lifted the microphone back toward her lips, keeping her eyes locked on him with that same confident smile.

"So let me get this straight... I get to whoop yo ass and make you look like a chump while I'm doin' it? Hell yeah, baby."

Jazmine turned away from him and faced the audience, letting the reaction wash over her. The crowd roared as the newcomer accepted the challenge without hesitation. A humiliation match for her debut was almost too perfect. Beating a veteran like Daisuke would get people talking, but stripping him of his dignity while doing it? Yeah, the tabloids were gonna go crazy after this one.

"You messin' with the wrong one Daisuke. You keep talkin' that big talk prince, cause once I'm done with you, you ain't gonna be nothing but my royal bitch" Jazmine declared, her taunt immediately earning another round of hoots and hollers before the crowd.

"Now go get changed, honey. Wouldn't want any big boy tears messing up that expensive suit of yours once I start working you over."

She cooed, before finally dropping the mic at her feet. With that she made one last pass at Daisuke on her way back to the ropes, slowly done just slightly to gaze over her opponent from head to toe, biting her lips as she met his gaze once more. Her hips swayed as she slipped through the ropes and made her way up the ramp, soaking in the reaction from the arena as she disappeared backstage. The first chapter of the Jazmine DeLuxe era had officially begun, and later tonight, Daisuke Takeuchi was going to find out exactly what that would entail.