Alonso Vs. Jerred - Part 1 spitfire8580

Jerred was pumped for his first match in TW. He had wrestled during his whole high school career, but as he got older, it became harder to find opponents of his size. A friend of his mentioned TW to Jerred, and soon later, Jerred signed up. His first opponent was to be Alonso, another newcomer. Alonso was 10 pounds lighter, and an inch shorter. Jerred knew that size didn't always decide the winner, as he'd learned from previous experiences. He arrived at the arena an hour early, eager to get a chance to wrestle again.

Alonso arrived a few minutes after Jerred. He had just found out that he had a match from another lightweight (whose name he did not catch). Alonso had been expecting some form of matchup for some time. He knew that Jerred was considered a middleweight, even though he was on the light/middle weight line.

…about an hour later…

The ring announcer called out the name of Alonso first. He weighed 145 lbs, and was 5'9". Alonso walked steadily towards the ring, wearing green trunks, and green wrestling sneakers. The audience didn't know much about either wrestler, and were reluctant to give either any sign of whether they liked him or not.

Afterwards, Jerred proceeded out as he heard his name called. He was 155 lbs, and 5'10". He was small for his age, 17, which was quite noticeable, considering that he was only a few pounds and inches greater than his 15 year old opponent. His red wrestling trunks went to his knees. He was much more buff than his opponent, with amazing pecs.

The referee brought the two to the center of the ring to hear several regulations, although neither seemed to be listening to him. They were sizing each other up. Jerred smiled a cocky smile at Alonso. They shook hands, and proceeded to their corners. The bell rang.

Alonso knew that he not be able to take out Jerred through strength. The moment Al heard the bell ring, he lunged for Jerred. Jerred sensed this, and dropkicked Alonso before he could reach him. Alonso hit the mat with a thump, but he was not very hurt. He quickly stood up, grabbing for Alonso's arm. He applied an armbar. Jerred squealed, but reversed the move. Alonso grabbed for a rope; the ref ordered the hold to be broken.

Alonso used this time to catch his breath. As he stood up, he noticed that Jerred was standing above him. He shoved his elbow into Jerred's gut. Jerred barely flinched. Alonso repeated it. Jerred almost seemed to gain more energy from the blow. Alonso sidestepped and then grabbed Jerred by the head. He planted a headbutt straight on Jerred's forehead. Jerred fell back onto the mat.

Alonso picked Jerred up. He threw a punch straight into Jerred's face. Jerred grunted, as he staggered backwards. Alonso lifted Jerred up and bodyslammed him back down to the canvas. Alonso went for the pin. One...Tw... Alonso only got a two count. Alonso, not surprised at the fact that Jerred was still going, picked him up. Grabbing Jerred by the arm, he tried to swing Alonso into a corner; Jerred reversed, but Alonso re-reversed it back. Jerred hit the turnbuckle hard. Alonso hurried over, bodysplashing Jerred. Holding Jerred in place, he climbed up to the second turnbuckle. He wrapped his legs around Jerred's thick neck, and went for the hurricana, but Jerred reversed the move into a powerbomb! The audience cheered at the display of athleticism. Alonso was shocked and had no idea when Jerred had gotten the strength from. Both men laid on the canvas, gasping for air…Both stood up at the same time.

Jerred approached Alonso, throwing a punch at Alonso's gut. Alonso flinched, but threw his own fist into Jerred's ripped abdominals. Jerred could barely feel the fist, and proceeded to pummel Alonso. Alonso was losing breath, and slumped over. Jerred took advantage of this, DDTing Alonso into the ring. Alonso ached, and rolled onto his back. Jerred was clearly dominating.

Jerred lifted Alonso to his feet, and suplexed Alonso backwards. Alonso hit the mat hard. Jerred stood up and looked at his fallen opponent. He threw his knee into Alonso's back twice. Alonso didn't think he could take anymore. He rolled out of the ring, trying to get away from Jerred's menacing blows. He stood up straight, struggling for breath. As he looked up, he saw Jerred bouncing off of the backrope. He ran at full speed towards Alonso and lept over the ropes, flying straight towards Alonso...

Alonso sidestepped, avoiding the assault altogether. Jerred had taken a very painful fall. His entire torso ached from hitting the floor with such intensity. Alonso could see this, and took full advantage of it. He brought of flurry of furious punches down upon Jerred's massive chest and stomach. Jerred was brought to his knees. Alonso picked Jerred up and threw him into the ring. He applied a scissors hold to Jerred's torso.

Jerred was surprised. Alonso was much stronger than he looked. Jerred knew that if he let the pain get to him, he would not be able to win the match. Sweat trickled down his haircut. Alonso's grip around Jerred's ripped stomach was growing ever more intense. Jerred had only one shot. He launched his foot up into the air. He swung it up above his body, and back over his head, where Alonso applied the scissorhold. Jerred, nearly breaking his leg, threw his foot into Alonso's chest. Alonso nearly threw up from the kick. Alonso released the hold, and both boys rolled on the mat, clutching their chests.

The Ref counted: 1…2…3…4…5…6…7…8…9…

Alonso was up first. He pulled Jerred to his feet, and subsequently applied a bearhug. He could feel Jerred sweaty, muscled chest against his…Jerred screamed in pain, but so did Alonso. Both of them had taken such a beating to their torsos that the move hurt them both. Alonso released the move, and got behind Jerred. He faceplanted Jerred into the mat. Alonso, now re-energized, applied an inverted surfboard. Jerred's face was writhing. He was going to lose…He knew that submission was an easy way out…

BUT Jerred wasn't about to submit. Submission was a quitter. He WASN'T going out of his first match a quitter. The audience could see intensity building within Jerred, and cheered as he wriggled out of the surfboard. He stood up. He looked as though he were about to kill Alonso. Alonso cowered into the corner. He got to his knees; he wasn't ready to die. Jerred pulled his foot back, bringing it straight into the "below-the-belt" area of Alonso. The referee gave Jerred a stern look, but the audience was loving it. Jerred wanted to finish the match, and now. He lifted up Alonso above his head. His biceps bulged. He "bench-pressed" Alonso several times over his head, as to show off. The audience was in awe at Jerred's strength. Alonso was done. Jerred dropped Alonso to the mat. He picked him up one time and applied a belly to back suplex, which he held into a pin, making sure to keep his shoulders above the mat. 1…2…3. The match was finally over. Jerred looked at his chest; it seemed to be a bit bruised from the match. He reached out his hand to help Alonso up. Alonso, who was also in pain, stood up, seemingly refusing Jerred's help. Jerred reached out his hand as a sign of sportsmanship. Alonso stretch out his hand, but proceeded to Spit in Jerred's face, and then dove at him. In a schoolboy pin form, he began punching Jerred continually in the face. Referees and wrestlers rushed down to break the two up. The two were separated and brought back into the locker-rooms…Alonso wanted a rematch…But a rematch on HIS terms…

(I'm going to try and write a rematch of some sorts, but if anyone else would like to take it, go ahead, but just ask first to make sure that I haven't began writing a sequel or anything… I'm lazy, forgive me…)