L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Firebrand vs. Finlay Zeffer
Submission Match
Win by submission only

Becky Christopherson, known as Firebrand in the indys and now LAW, was excited as hell behind the curtain, so much so that the backstage crew wondered if she would just burst out to the arena when her music hit. Eventually, her music came on, Becky Christopherson was gone, and Firebrand was here.

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Firebrand knew that this was a intergender submission match, she didn't mind this, as she kicked her older brother's butt in the backyard not long before. She just hoped that her opponent didn't get to touchy-feely. This wasn't THAT kind of match. She smiled, waved to the crowd, and waited on her opponent, practically giddy with exitement

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Finlay stood in the backstage area by the guerilla position, waiting for his cue to make his entrance. During that time he took the chance to watch his debuting opponet make her own entrance, watching her behavior and actions to try and figure out how she would fight. From what he could tell the girl was lightly built. And based on her energy levels when making her entrance more than likely a high flying user.

On top of this Finlay noticed she looked to be a few years younger than him. In his momd this gave him more of an advantage over the blonde due to, what was in his mind, a vast difference in experience. ‘If anything it’ll end like my last submission match against a lightweight.’ He thought to himself thinking back to his own debut as Firebrand’s entrnace concluded and his own began.

Alchemy by Brandon Yates began playing as Finlay came out with an arm raised in a simple pose that still garnered cheers from the crowd. Bending his knees Finlay took off in a spring down the ramp and as he’d approach the ring he would jump up leaping through the gap of the middle and bottom ropes to land in a roll in the ring. Popping to his feet he would pose once more for the crowd who cheered for him. Looking over his shoulder at his opponet he gave a small nod of aknowledgement to her before walking over to his corner and leaning against it waiting for the match to begin.

Firebrand watched her opponent's entrance with a rather bored look to her face, "I guess Isaiah is the only one with a unique entrance" Firebrand thought to herself as the ell finally rang. If Firebrand was going to with this, she was going to have to wear her opponent down with her speed, than get to work on a body part. She charged with a leaping clothesline.

Finlay observed his opponet carefully as he stepped into his corner waiting for the bell to ring. Seeing the bored look on her face he actually smiled a bit to himself. ‘Alright finally someone not obsessed with sex or flirting.’ Finlay thought to himself finding that of his various opponets only one was on the same page as him so it was refreshing to see another of a similar sort. However he shoved those thoughts to the side as the bell rang officially starting the match. As she ran at him and leaped into the air for what looked like a flying clothesline he knew what he had to do. Running forward he knew he had to use his size and strength difference to his advantsge to wear her down. As she soared through the air he would duck forward under her to catch her stomach with his shoulder. If successful he would shoot his arms up around her legs beofre angling himself down to try and slam his smaller opponet back first into the mat

Firebrand probably should've guessed that over-extending was a bad idea, as she found herself in the arms of her opponent, who proceeded to slam her to the mat. Firebrand, who had this done to her a thousand times in the backyard by her brothers, got right back up. If her opponent wouldn't let her go high, she'll go low with a leg sweep...

As Finlay sent Firebrand into the mat he knew that was his first step to taking advantage. While she lay on her back he would stand straight while raising his leg up to try and stomp on her. However before he had the chance too he felt her leg connect with the back of his sole standing leg. Cursing from this he was sent crashing onto his back with a grunt of pain.

Firebrand smiled as she looked down at her opponent. He obviously worked out, and wasn't the worst looking man she'd ever seen. Firebrand couldn't focus on that, however, she decided to work on the body, and she got down and locked her opponent in a body scissors...

Finlay had to admit Firebrand had more skill and fortitude than he initially gave her credit for. As he tried to stand up he would groan as her strong, shapely legs wrapped around his waist squeezing him. ‘Damn. For someone so young she’s pretty damn skilled.’ Finlay thought to himself as he was squeezed. ‘Lets see how much she can take.’ He thought to himself sending elbows aimed right at Firebrand’s thighs and ribs.

Firebrand did not anticipate to win so early, so it came to no surprise that Finlay would fight so much. As the blows came down on her thighs and ribs, it became impractical to keep the hold in, so Firebrand abandoned that hold and got up, waiting on her opponent to get up...

Finlay grunted as she squeezed. Firebrand certainly lived up to her name, a real forecracker that didn’t give ul easily. Operative word being easily. After a bit of struggling she released the hold. Pushing off his hand and spinning up to his feet Finlay looked at Firebranf and dashed forward. His aim was to push an advantage through strikes than go into a submission. Thus as he got closer to her he would throw his leg forward to try and go for a knee strike to the fellow blonde’s chest and try to send her back.