L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Author’s Note

This match takes places during the launch event for World Frontier Pro Wrestling in India called Sands of Time. This is match fully written by CaptainL and Bare featuring their respective characters. A special thanks to them for helping me write these matches. It’s a big help! Enjoy!

Match Type: Singles Match
Rules: Winner is determined by pinfall, submission, knockout, count-out, or DQ.

Astrid Ostberg

vs.

Lydia Donelle

Location and Arena: Netaji Subhash Chandra Bose Indoor Stadium in Kolkata, West Bengal, India

Stage Reference for Event

*For the stage photo above, there is also a giant hourglass stage prop off to the side constantly draining digital sand.

Here it was. The main event. For Astrid, it was an honor. Since becoming LAW Heavyweight Champion, the Norsewoman had propelled herself to the top in becoming one of the most talked-about names in the promotion, not only for her legacy as a third-generation wrestler or her exploits in the ring, taking down challenger after challenger with her strength, endurance, and determination, but also for the active role she had played in promoting herself, LAW, and wrestling as a whole around the world. Astrid lived and breathed wrestling, devoting her life to the sport that had put her family on the map. As soon as she had won the title, she took it back to the European independent circuit to defend the belt on a continent-wide tour, advocating for LAW and drawing fresh eyes to the League every step along the way. Already, she had influenced many to take up wrestling through her example. And now, Astrid had the privilege of headlining a show not just in another promotion, but another country, signing on as a part of World Frontier Pro Wrestling's inaugural supercard series held around the world. The fledgling promotion had been formed around the mission of promoting and showcasing wrestling around the world, giving exposure to talent in different markets. Helping to uplift the business and make it the best it could be was something Astrid believed strongly in, and the fact that she had been invited here told her what she had always dreamed of - she had truly become an icon.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is our main event! The following match is scheduled for one fall! Coming first to the ring, from Stavanger, Norway! At 6'1, weighing 188 pounds! AAAASTRID OSTBERG!!"

Spoiler

The arena erupted in cheers as Astrid emerged from the curtains at the top of the entrance ramp - for many, this would be their first time seeing her in the flesh after following her exploits on TV, and the offer of seeing such a storied champion up close was one worth celebrating. Others might not have recognized her, but cheered nonetheless, swept up in the infectious enthusiasm of the crowd. Astrid welcomed it all with a smile, striding confidently down the ramp with her arms held flexed at the biceps to display her rippling muscles to the fans. When she came to the ring, she accepted the microphone from the announcer, lifting it to her mouth to say a few words.

"Good evening, Kolkata - and everyone watching us from around the world!" After a pause to accept more cheers from the fans, Astrid continued. "Words can't express what it means to me to be here in front of you, right now. Not just from being here in India, and adding another country to my list of places I've wrestled - and believe me, I've lived on three continents and wrestled on each of them, so that's no small boast - but from being able to be a part of a promising new company in the wrestling world. Ever since I joined this business, walking in the footsteps of my father, my uncle, and my grandfather before me, I've been able to see the face of this sport change drastically. I've seen the rise and fall of promotions big and small, I've seen women prove that they well deserve their place in the ring, and it's incredible to think that I haven't just witnessed it all, I've been right there on the front lines. Tonight...I'm going to make history, in the main event of one of WFPW's first shows! For all of you, and for WFPW...I'm going to give it my all!"

Inspired by Astrid's words, the fans burst out into another round of cheers for the Norsewoman. Then she turned to face the entrance ramp, taking the time to run through a few stretches as she prepared for her opponent to arrive...

This was certainly a new one for Lydia if she was being honest, or at least in terms of setting and circumstance. But the main event scene in a new promotion was something she was certainly used too. As is though, there were some true first for her tonight. Her first night wrestling in India, her first main event for the fledgling World Frontier Pro Wrestling. Also... her first time wrestling against Astrid Ostberg. Granted winning this wouldn't gain her the heavyweight title, but it would near certainly gain her the title later on. That's what such a win could get her here.

That being said though.. it would not be a easy win. Even for someone as confident in her abilities as Lydia she would admit Astrid was an absolute beast of a woman, one that who represented nearly the total opposite ideals of herself. Whilst Astrid lived to uplift and bolster wrestling, even at the expense of herself, Lydia used it to her own ends, and wouldn't hesitate to leave opponents and promotions alike crumbling in her wake, hell she had done it before. So this was definitely a match with some.. interesting implications regardless of who won. Soon however it was time, Astrid's music had finished, meaning it was now Lydia's turn to take the stage as the announcer's voice came over the speakers once again.

"And her opponent, making her way to the ring from Seattle, Washington, Standing at 6 foot even and 208 pounds, LYDIAAAAAA DONELLEEEEEEE!!!

Spoiler

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q6zW4Ca ... bXVzaWM%3D

As it played Lydia would come out, being met with a surprising amount of cheers, though boos were still the overwhelming majority, though Lydia merely chalked it up to those who were not familiar with her reputation. That or she had a hidden fanbase in India. Either way, stepping forward wearing a luminescent black leather coat Lydia would swish it to side, posing proudly before strutting down the ramp towards the ring, licking her lips with anticipation as her eyes fell on Astrid in the ring. Approaching the ring she would walk up the steps, before tossing the edge of the coat back once more before sliding it off her shoulders revealing her full attire in all its glory.

Spoiler

Looking Astrid over in person Lydia would hum softly in approval before meeting the woman's eyes. "My oh my, seems the fans are in for a regular clash of the titans now aren't they?" Lydia asked casually, the venomous drip in the undertones of her voice just barely noticeable, but what she said wasn't inaccurate. Astrid and Lydia were near equals in size, but with Lydia holding a distinct advantage in weight, though Astrid would likely more than make up for it in vigor and energy. But it would be a physical match up regardless. "That being said though..." As Lydia spoke the venom would become a bit more clear as she stepped towards Astrid. "I hope you're ready to fall once and for all. Dear sweet little Astrid." Lydia said, her voice like a soothing hush, if not for the sheer venom and menace behind the voice that delivered it.

As soon as Lydia appeared in the flesh, Astrid's eyes narrowed on her with a glare. She stood a little taller and stiffer, and her teeth clenched in a grimace. For as much as she was happy to act as a spokeswoman for LAW, and for wrestling as a whole, the Norsewoman couldn't forget that this wasn't a press conference. This was a match as pitched as any other, and she couldn't let down her guard. Not around Lydia - a woman she had never faced before, but who she knew all the same was a force to be reckoned with. She was a veteran in her own right, with a career that had firmly cemented her in the ranks of some of women's wrestling's most famous names - and the ranks of its most infamous. Astrid was no stranger to Lydia's exploits. She knew how cruel and how devious she could be, and how little she cared about anything but her own glory and fame. If she had her say in the matter, she would reshape wrestling in her image...and it was for that reason, Astrid realized, that it was so important that she won tonight. She had to prove that Lydia's ways couldn't triumph, and that she wouldn't have the chance to define her sport, especially not in a fledgling promotion like WFPW! Astrid wasn't just fighting to win - she was defending the future of the company itself!

As she firmed up with determination, Astrid puffed her chest out toward Lydia, standing tall and proud in front of her. Her muscles rippled underneath the fabric of her leotard as she tensed up in a show of her strength, looking to impress Lydia before a single blow had even been thrown. The malice in Lydia's voice when she made her threat would only confirm Astrid's fears, and her teeth clenched and the veins bulged in her forehead as her stance went stiff. Lydia wanted to ruin the moment for Astrid. She knew how proud the Norwegian was to be heralding in the main event for the new league, and she wanted to cut her down; to deny her the occasion to celebrate. Astrid couldn't let her do that!

But Astrid wasn't about to take this lying down, either - she needed Lydia, and everyone watching, to know that she would stand in her way! "You seem awfully convinced, there," she cut back. "But isn't that a little hasty to say? This promotion is just getting started...and there's no telling what will be on the horizon!" Clenching a fist, Astrid settled into a stance, waiting for the sound of the bell. But she would be sure to throw back a taunt at Lydia that would make what she thought of her and her tricks perfectly clear, no matter how much she had disguised it with sportsmanlike conduct.

"Until then...let the best woman win."

Lydia was able to see the immediate affect her presence had on Astrid, the blonde tensing up, getting more wound up than she had been prior, even a bulging vein here and there. It was honestly kinda funny to Lydia as she chuckled while looking Astrid in the eye. More and more it was becoming clear to her that the two were total opposites to each other. One uplifting wrestling constantly selflessly, the other willing to use it to get what she wanted, they couldn't be more different from one another, and to the bookers credit, it made their clash a nice main event despite not having any personal history with each other.

Still despite the tension could be cut with a knife as Astrid, rather uncharacteristically threw a taunt Lydia's way which only made her chuckle again as she put her hands up in preparation to clash with the blonde. "Oh believe me... I intend too." Lydia said right back to Astrid, not hesitating for a moment turn the woman's own words against her. Soon though the bell would ring, officially starting the match between the two and prompting Lydia to dart towards Astrid, hands up as if for a lock up, only for Lydia to instead shoot one of her ams forward with a closed fist, looking to sucker punch Astrid in the jaw to take her off guard!

The venom in Astrid's words wasn't lost on Lydia. But rather than shrink back from the Norsewoman's allegations, she rolled with the punches, laughing off her attempts at calling out her ill doings - and using the opportunity as an excuse to boast in the process! Astrid stiffened, her eyes narrowing into a glare as she grumbled under her breath. She had only known Lydia for a couple of seconds, but already the two seemed like natural rivals. Astrid was humble, seeing her as a part in the greater whole of wrestling and wanting to leave the scene better than it was when she found it - Lydia was conceited, self-aggrandizing, and cared only about herself, with success in the ring being little more than a means to an end for her. Astrid was determined to teach her the error of her ways. And Lydia, meanwhile, wanted Astrid to see just how naive she really was!

As the bell rang, Astrid bent in at the knees, her hands outstretched to meet Lydia's as she moved in seemingly with a lockup readied. Lydia would, no doubt, see this as a favorable sign - if Astrid had fallen for her tricks and let her guard down, it would be effortless for her to land a blow against her before the match had even begun. But Astrid knew what Lydia was all about - and she was already aware of how it would be a mistake to leave herself open around her! Astrid knew Lydia wouldn't want to start the match off on even footing, but to engineer any possible situation to her advantage, and she kept a watchful eye on the veteran, prepared for any sudden movements. Sure enough, Lydia's fist cut through the air on a collision course for Astrid's face - but the blonde would try to dodge, leaning back out of the way to duck underneath the incoming shot! If that was successful, she would grab for Lydia's wrist with both hands to try and secure a hold on her arm, then shove her over to the side in an attempt to pull her off her feet with an arm drag!

"Nice try..." the Norwegian boasted, "But I know better than to fall for that one!"

Lydia smirked upon seeing Astrid's stiffness which, when combined with her lack of response told Lydia all she needed to know that she had won that little exchange of words. Now came the truly difficult challenge, and that was beating her once again in a battle of physical wills rather than words, and that was far easier said than done. Truthfully Astrid was a truly skilled woman. Boasting both power as well as impressive skill and ring awareness, it wasn't as if she was some up and comer that Lydia could leverage her experience over oh no. Instead this woman was someone the level near or greater than Kat Hart, and by extension Lydia herself, and she was no fool.

Which was why as her initial sucker punch failed to land Lydia wouldn't be shocked. After all, Astrid was a smart woman who more than likely knew her history, but that own knowledge could be weaponized in its own right by Lydia. As her arm was grabbed Lydia would smirk at Astrid and raised her leg before the woman could pull her arm. "How about this?!" Lydia would hiss out as she brought her foot down onto Astrid's in a vicious stomp! If successful in distracting her for the moment than Lydia would use their joined hands to pull the blonde in while pushing herself forward, aiming to drive her skull into Astrid's with a headbut!

Astrid thought she had secured the advantage right out of the gate. In grabbing Lydia by the arm, not only had she saved herself from the veteran's incoming blow, she had also gained some leverage over her in the process, leverage she could use to take control of the action! When she was up against such a devious foe as Lydia was, Astrid knew that the sooner she could get control, the better - hopefully, she'd be able to keep on top of things from here on out! A smirk came to her face as her fingers clasped tighter around Lydia's wrist - but Astrid was far from out of the woods yet. Little did she know, the action was just starting to heat up - and Lydia was going to prove that to her, as she whipped her leg up to stomp Astrid right on the head!

A surge reeled through her system. The Norsewoman threw back her head, bellowing out in pain as she sank lower against the blow. She was forced to release Lydia - her hands shot up to shield her head from further offense instead, as she shrunk backward, recoiling from the impact! And things could only heat up from there, as Lydia pulled Astrid inward - right into the path of a headbutt!

When Astrid's head was already sore from the damage she'd taken, this would land even worse! With the sound of a loud crack, Astrid was whipped back in an arc. Her footing gave way, and she dropped to the canvas, clutching at her temples to try and dull the pain, while her teeth contorted in a scowl. Astrid knew she couldn't stay like this for long - she had to get away, when the alternative meant leaving herself open at Lydia's mercy! Throwing her weight over to the side, she'd attempt to roll out of the way in the hopes of getting some distance away from Lydia before she'd focus on picking herself back up.

Lydia smirked sadistically upon seeing her plan work near perfectly, Astrid reeling back from the pain of her attacks and all but collapsing on the canvas from the headbut. Naturally the crowd wasn't exactly fond of Lydia's underhanded tactics, most booing her while there still remained a decent bit of support for her. 'Huh maybe I do have a fanbase here.' Lydia thought to herself as she watched Astrid instinctively roll away to gain distance. A smart strategy when facing a relentless young hunter that would likely go right on the attack.

Unfortunately for Astrid, Lydia was a more experienced and savvy and rather than move right after Astrid landed she waited for the woman to gain her precious distance. Than as she started to get back up, thats when Lydia struck. Dashing forward at full speed to Astrid and extending her arm out, aiming to land a clothesline on the woman while she was still in the process of standing and thus vulnerable to Lydia as she charged full speed!

Astrid knew that Lydia would be striking with plenty of aggression from the very start of the match, and the veteran certainly wasn't disappointing on that front. From Astrid's first move, her opponent had been on the lookout to intercept her attacks and to use that same momentum against her, setting her up for even more punishing positions. The Norsewoman knew from Lydia's reputation alone that she would have to stay on her toes - now, Lydia was doing plenty to prove through her actions that she was right to be wary of it.

She had rolled aside, looking to get a few feet away from Lydia so that she'd have enough of a buffer to get back up and clear her head - she knew, after all, that keeping close attention on Lydia would make all the difference in this match. But Lydia had once again demonstrated her quick reflexes - Astrid didn't even have the time to rise fully to her feet when she looked up to see that her foe was already closing in on her fast! She let out a gasp - but, at the same time, Astrid knew she would have to fight back. She wasn't just going to hand Lydia the victory, especially when she was this personally invested in teaching her a lesson about the folly of her cheating ways. Maybe she wasn't quite as prepared as she'd like to be, but around Lydia that clearly wasn't an option! She'd just have to watch for any opportunity she could get!

Just when Lydia was about to strike, Astrid would suddenly duck down - looking to both get out of the way of the incoming clothesline, and also to lower herself to the level of Lydia's waist! If she could do that, she would throw her arms around the veteran, going to push herself up to throw Lydia over her shoulders in a sudden motion, for a snap German suplex!