Isabella Cortez stood behind the curtain, wearing her mostly red wrestling gear. She stretched her arms while waiting to be announced. The crowd beyond the curtain was loud and proud tonight, their cheers and shouting echoing throughout the arena. The young wrestler suddenly became reminded that tonight is her big debut. For a long moment Isabella found it hard to breathe.

Cmon keep it together. Don’t freeze just like uncle Alejandro says.

Finally calming down the rookie let out a sigh. It had been a long and difficult road to get to this point. This was an opportunity of a lifetime, one she was fully intended not to waste. Eyes narrowing in determination Isabella continued to wait before hearing her theme song began to play.

“Showtime.” She whispered to herself before marching the curtain. Subsequently the announcer on the loudspeaker proclaimed.

“This contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first from El Paso, Texas and making her debut...Isabella!”

As the disco lights above danced and circled Isabella displayed a grin, to the audience. She strolled confidently down the ramp while waving to the crowd. Reaching the edge of the ring she climbed up to the side. Displaying the victory sign with both hands for all to see the rookie quickly grab the top rope. Using it as leverage she jumped in the ring, landing on her feet with a thud.

Earning some cheers Isabella kept smiling before nodding to the referee persent and walking over a corner. There she rolled her shoulders, while waiting for her opponent to make her own entrance.

@HEAVY METAL

Psyko had been in cbaracter all day, pumping herself up for this match.
This time around however, she added some theater makeup in the form of a mad joker, much like the comic book character.

She was told to take it easy on the rookie, but she had other plans.

When Psyko's music hit, she burst thru the curtains with a shopping cart full of extreme hardcore weapons, from signs to sinapore canes.

" From the land of the rising sun, Psykooooooo!"

The older Japanese hardcore wrestler, pushed the cart down the ramp, stopping next to the ring.
She began unloading the cart by throwing the weapons inisde the ring.
Psyko grabs her chair and slides into the ring across her belly.
She kneels on one leg, and spitsPurple mist into the air
"Ima, anata wa joō no tsūkō-ryō o shiharaimasu!" Psyko screams as she throws the chair at Isabella's face!

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Isabella tried to hide her nervousness from view upon hearing that familiar theme. Her suspicions were confirmed when Psyko stormed out with a car of hardcore weapons. The rookie cautiously came out of her corner as her Japanese opponent. Getting into a wrestling stance meters away she watched as Psyko spit out purple mist.

Raising a confused eyebrow at Psyko when she spoke in Japanese then attacked before the bell rang. The chair came flying and Isabella only had enough time to raise her arms over her face and shoulders. Upon impact the rookie fell back a few meters, arms burning from pain. Gritting her teeth to endure, she looked up but only to be met with Psyko’s next attack.

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Immediately after the chair flew from her hands, she ran towards Isabella with a forward shotgun dropkick.
Knocking her opponent back against the ropes, Pskyo yelled something in her natibe tongue at the audicence, as she gave them the doubld universal salute.
Psyko made teary eyes with her fist, "Boo hoo!".

She quickly hopped out of the ring, and confronted one of the fans, shouting obscenities at them.
"I number one" she proclaimed raising her middle finger to the audience.

The referee was telling her to get back in the ring, when she reached under the ring apron, and pulled out four light tubes that had been taped together at both ends.
"Watashi wa anata o ima shukketsu sa semasu!" She said, climbing back into the ring.

The wind knocked out of her Isabella fell to the ropes before bouncing off them. She collapsed face first onto the canvas. Wincing the rookie struggled to get up. Felt that one. The Texan thought to herself. Looking up she saw Psyko was outside the ring messing with the crowd.

Scowling in anger Isabella finally got to her feet. Taking advantage of Psyko’s showboating she waited for the Japanese to come back with her next weapon. As soon as Pysko reached and was climbing up in the ring Isabella charged. Subsequently she would launch herself in a spear maneuver with her shoulders toward Psyko’s gut.

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The impact of the spear knocked Psyko off the apron, she fell into the rail with a loud pop!
The light bulbs exploded between her and the railing, the white dust blinding her for a brief moment.

The audicence began to chant "Holy Shit!" over and over, as Psyko pulled herself to her feet, holding onto the rail.
Leaning back agianst the rail, she wiped the blood from her stomach and licked it.
"Kage no akuma wa watashi ni kore o musabori kuu anata no chikara o ataete kuremasu!"
Psyko slides back into the ring, a wicked smile on her face, as she stares at Isabella.
She stands to her feet, and gets nose to nose with Isabella."Kore ga watashi no yubiwadesu!"

The rookie fell to the side after the collision. Sitting up in the ring she grinned at her success, hearing the crowd’s collective shock. That smile turned into disgusted scowl upon seeing Pysko lick her own blood. Getting to her feet Isabella muttered.

“Is she really crazy?”

Narrowing her eyes she stood defiantly in the center of the ring when Pysko stepped after coming back in. Nose to nose Isabella didn’t need a translator to understand Pysko’s boast.

“Bring it on, freak!” She yelled before attempting to use both arms to trap Pysko in a side headlock.

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The Latino girl may of got the upper hand with the headlock, but Psyko used her old technician skills to spin out of the headlock.
Psyko was behind Isabella now, as she wrapped her left arm around the girl's neck, and pulled a fork out of back pocket with her other hand.
"Bleed bitch!" she screamed as she attempted to stab Issabella in the forehead.

The referee had enough and quickly grabbed the fork from her hand.
"No, not on my watch."
Pissing off Psyko, she released Isabella and turned her focus to the referee.
"Jigoku ni iku"
Psyko spit the Purple mist into the referee's face, before kicking him between the legs.
The booing of the audicence fills the arena.

Taken off guard by sudden reversal Isabella now found herself in a similar trap. Struggling within the grip the rookie then shrieked when Pysko stabbed her forehead with a fork. Only the referee’s intervention prevented further injury. Freed the Latina dropped to her knees, coughed and grasped her forehead as it bled.

Seeing small crimson spots on her left hand Isabella gritted her teeth. While Pysko was busy with the referee and the audience let out their displeasure, Isabella sprang up. She ran to the ropes before rebounding from them. Rushing back to Pysko who just punishing the official Isabella let out a battle cry as she jumped with both feet to strike her opponent with a dropkick.

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The blow to her back, sent Psyko stumbling over the fallen referee, who was screaming bloody murder from the purple spit in his eyes.
Another referee slid into the ring and took over, as the medical unit helped the hurt referee out of the ring.

Psyko rolled out of the ring, taking this time to regain her strength and composure.
The crowd cheered for Isabella, and began chanting her name.
This fueled Psyko's fire, and the hatred for the rookie overtook her mind.
She screamed something in Japanese, before rushing to the ring apron, and dragged a table out.
After setting it up, she pulled another table out from under the ring, and sat it beside the other one.

Psyko raised her hand up to the audicence and gestured Shhhhhh with her finger over her lips.
She bent down and removed a platform with barbwire attached to it in rolls.
"Oh my God! She is looking to hurt this up and coming young rookie" said the commentator.
"Oh shit Dan, she isn't finished yet." said the other commentator, as they both watched Psyko pour lighter fluid all over both tables, and lit em up!

Back to her feet Isabella watched Pysko roll out of the ring. She grimaced at how much pain the previous referee as the medics came in and his replacement entered. Hearing the crowd chant her name made the rookie smile again and raised her fists in the air. Looking back at Pysko and noting what she's doing Isabella grabbed the chair still in the ring and slid out the side of the ring.

Sneaking up on her opponent while she was finishing her preparations Isabella suddenly charged again. Then the rookie would attempt to hit Pysko with the chair.

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Psyko heard her coming and at the swing of the chair, she ducked under, and performed a back superkick to Isabella's chest.
"Kore o seikō. Meinu yo!"
The hardcore wrestler grabbed Isabella by the back of her head, planting her firmly between Psyko's own legs.
She lifted Isabella into the air and powerbombed her thru the burning barbwire wrapped tables.

The fans gasped and some screamed, before most started chanting "Holy shit!" again.
A child somewhere in the crowd yelled, "Please don't die"
Psyko runs her thumb along her throat, before sliding back into the ring.
She begins to prance around, and mock her opponent, as the crowd intensifies with its booing.

Isabella’s eyes widened in alarm as Pysko ducked from her attack. A moment later she was hit by a super kick, knocking the wind out of her and fell to the ground. She barely had time to register what happened before being lifted up in a powerbomb. Then she crashed into the weaponized tables, letting out an agonized shriek.

Her back suffering twofold pain Isabella laid there. Fighting back tears and the injuries sustained, the rookie slowly forced herself to crawl to the ring. Amidst all the noise and madness she rolled back into the ring. Soon enough Isabella tried to get up using the ropes as leverage.

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Psyko unleashed a barrage of kicks to Isabella's mid section.
She grabbed her by the neck, and snapmared her to the mat, setting up Isabella for a surfboard knee stretch.
Psyko cranked back on her arms, shoving the point of her knee in the middle of Isabella's back.
The fans began to chant back and forth for the two women wrestlers, "Lets go Bella" and "Lets go Psyko" echoed throughout the building.
Releasing her grip on Isabella, Psyko ran to the ropes, bouncing off for a front neck snap....

It had became a world of hurt for Isabella. Nevertheless, she refused to tap out even she gritted her teeth from the immense torment. Her stubbornness was reinforced upon being cheered as Bella by a number of the fans. Upon being freed she forced herself even as her back was searing in agony. She rushed forward, countering Psyko’s attack with a superkick.

Psyko's world spun upside down for a moment, as she found herself on her back in the middle of the ring, staring up at the lights.
Slowly she started to stand, but caught a superkick to the chin for her efforts.
She rolled across the mat, under the bottom rope, and fell to the floor.
Psyko was dazed from the kick, as she staggered back n forth between the ring and the rails.
"Bella....Bella....Bella....Bella" chanted the audience, hoping to see some type of arial maneuver from the young rookie.

Hearing their cheers Isabella climbed onto the railing with her back to Pysko. Best not to disappoint. The rookie thought with a grin. Then she flipped into a moonsault in the air, attempting to slam her weight upon Pysko.

Psyko caught her in the Moonsault, nearly falling over the rail, but managed to hold her balance and Isabella's to.
She positioned the feisty lantina in a tombstone piledriver, and delivered.
The impact on the concrete floor, knocked the rookie unconcious for a brief moment.
The referee had enuff of Psyko's antics,and asked the timekeeper to ring the bell.
The announcer came over the speaker," Due to the illegal weapons and disregard for authority, Psyko has been disqualified, therefore, your winner, Isabella!"

The Japanese Hardcore queen was not gonna let this go, as she grabbed her personal chair and layed out the ref with it.
Psyko grabbed the mic and looked at Isabella, "Anata wa kon'ya kachimasu, shikashi watashitachi no ma no kono sensō wa mada owatte imasen!"
Psyko's music blared thru the building, as she slid out of the ring, and pushed pass Isabella, heading to the back.