NEW - NOIR EXTREME WRESTLING

9:49 PM:  Hana Jeong

New York City. Just another Friday night wrestling show in the small indy promotion where I wrestle. I enter in the dark locker room. The walls had old paint, and the air smelled like sweat. A single light above a broken mirror was flickering. I dropped my gym bag on the bench and grabbed my phone. There was a message from the booker: “You’re up in twenty. You’ll face Raya” . I changed into my gear — my royal blue and gold blue top and shorts, then pulled up my knee pads and adjusted my kickpads. I stood in front of the cracked mirror and fixed my hair. The light was weak, but I could still see myself enough. “Alright, Hana,” I said quietly in Korean. “Be strong.” I start stretching and checking my wrist tape —where I secretly hide a small folded photo of my family.

 

10:01 PM: Raya The queen

Ready to face my new opponent as i dropped my gym bag in the other locker room, i grabbed my phone in which the announcer messaged me to come to ring in 20 minutes to start the match. "Let's do this!", I start changing in my red and black outfit with matching red knee pads. Stretching my body in front of the mirror i take a deep breathe ready to face my challenge.

10:02 PM: Raya The queen

11:22 PM: Hana Jeong

I pass next to you and smirk at you "Good luck!". I adjust my knee pads while I wait to be called in the corridor. Another female wrestler waved at me from the curtain. “You’re up next, girl.” I looked down at my little family photo underneath my taped wrist. My fingers brushed over it gently. They’d be proud of me. No matter what happens tonight. Then my music began — “Don’t Wait” by Mapei — soft at first, then blooming through the speakers. The crowd quieted, curious. I took one deep breath, rolled my shoulders, and stepped through the curtain. The light hit my eyes like sunrise. The venue was small — rows of folding chairs, people standing along the railings. I slide into the ring and make a little bow to everyone.

11:22 PM: Hana Jeong

 

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1:02 AM: Raya The queen

I nod at you as you pass by me while i look at you making the entrance as soon as your song starts playing, after a while the song gets stopped. The backstage crew signalled me as i enter the small arena as soon as my music plays. I raise my hands in the air waving at the crowd while my music crescendos. With limited people sitting as observing my entrance, i slide inside the ring while bowing to everyone and the looking in your direction. "Good Luck! You gonna need it for today!".

1:09 AM: Raya The queen

 

21:42 Hana_Jeong: I smirk from my corner, rolling my shoulders as your music fades out. The crowd gives a small cheer, and I nod slightly, eyes locked on you. I take a step forward, my wrestling shoes echoing on the mat. I launch myself on you to lock up

21:44 Raya_The_queen: I see you coming in my direction as i also raise my arms forward and brace myself as i catch your momentum and lock up with you with a grunt and try to push you back as i try to show my strength to you.

21:48 Hana_Jeong: I grunt softly as our hands lock tight, muscles tensing. You’re stronger — I can feel it right away. My wrestling shoes scrape against the mat as I try to hold my ground, but you keep pushing. I dig my heels in, jaw clenched, breath sharp. “ I hiss through my teeth, my back inching closer to the corner.

21:52 Raya_The_queen: I smiles as i push you back overpowering you, looking at your clenched jaw makes my confidence soar as i try to push you harder towards the rope try to make you feel the pressure and pain. "Is that all you got~~~"

21:55 Hana_Jeong: My back presses hard against the ropes, tension biting into my shoulders. I raise my voice, gasping, “C’mon, ref! I’m on the ropes!” My hands shove weakly at your arms, trying to make space, my body twisting as I fight to breathe under your strength.

21:58 Raya_The_queen: I push your back in the ropes as the referee comes to seperate me whole counting "1.. 2..." I look angrily at the ref as i lift my knee and hit you in your midsection before backi g off from you as the referee start arguing and warning me. "OK OK!! Can you shut up!? Geezz!"

22:00 Hana_Jeong: I fold forward from the knee strike, both arms wrapping around my stomach as I stumble off the ropes. “Ughhh…” I groan, dropping to one knee. My hair falls in front of my face as I cough and try to catch my breath, glaring up at you through the strands, pain twisting my expression.

22:04 Raya_The_queen: I look at your face as you glare at me with a angry expression, but i wink at you as i go in the opposite direction and bounce on the ropes generating momentum as i launch in your direction raising my arm forward as i try to hit you with a clothesline hoping that it makes you fall out of the ring.

22:08 Hana_Jeong: You catch me clean — I fly out and crash hard on the floor. I taste sweat and dirt, breathe shallow. I push up on my hands, knees scraping the mat. I crawl, slow and ugly, toward the guardrail. My fingers catch the cold metal; I pull, wobbling. I plant my feet, brace my shoulder, and push up — barely steady.

22:11 Raya_The_queen: "Haha! This is easy!", I raise my arms to the crowd as i climb on the corner turnbuckle and looking at you slowly getting up to your feet. Then i raise both of my arms as i try to go for an acrobatic moonsault in your direction trying to take you down in a dangerous move which can backfire.

22:15 Hana_Jeong: I duck just after you jump from the top turnbuckle. She sails past where I was supposed to be and slams hard into the steel guardrail — a loud, violent thud. The crowd gasps. I drop to one knee, breathing fast, watching her crumple against the metal.I proceed to stomp you while you are stuck there

22:17 Raya_The_queen: I fall body first on the steel guard rail as it dig deep in my stomach making me scream in pain as i roll around holding my belly, then i receive a stomp on my back from you as i grunt even more from pain. "UGHHHHH!!!!"

22:25 Hana_Jeong: I yank her up by the hair, one hard pull that makes her stagger "cmon girl". Even with my breath coming quick, I shove her face hard against the apron — the edge bites into her cheek and she cries out. Her body trembles; I press down a second with my palm to make sure she feels it.

22:27 Raya_The_queen: I feel you grab my hair and shove my face on the apron as the edge of the ring smashes me causing me to scream, then the second time i fall on the ground in pain while my body limp on the ground.

22:31 Hana_Jeong: The ref is counting—“…7…8…”—and I move fast. I grab her by the hair with one hand and hook my other into the back of her trunks, giving a sharp little wedgie to pull her onto the apron. She slips up, dazed, and I shove her head forward so her face hangs over the apron edge. The crowd shouts; the lights feel hot. I plant my feet on the apron, steadying myself, breath heavy from the earlier shots. I climb up, one step, then the next, balancing on the apron . I lock my legs and aim my hips, ready to drop into a guillotine leg drop across the back of her head. I leap.

15:47 Raya_The_queen: I get grabbed by my hair as i feel you throw me towards the ring maling me hang from the apron as my face hangs on the apron's edge. The crowd goes wild as they you ready for a move and then i feel your leg on the back of my head as i scream in pain and fail again on the ground in pain but this time my body also ragdolled landing with a thud.

15:57 Hana_Jeong: I grab you by the hair again, my breath still ragged "Get up, girl...". A quick kick to your stomach makes you fold over, and I pull you in tight. You’re heavier than I expected — my arms shake, my legs tremble as I try to lift. I grunt through clenched teeth, straining every muscle. I rock back, dig my heels into the floor, and with one last push, I heave you up — not perfectly, but enough to attempt suplex you against the guardrail.

16:01 Hana_Jeong: *suplex

16:02 Raya_The_queen: I get grabbed by my hair as you pull me up making me grunt, then you kick me in my gut making me fold over towards you as you try to lift me up to smash me on the guardrail, but i can't let you do that as just as you try to lift me up i ground my feet and hit you with a punch in your stomach to stop you from lifting me up, if i succeed in stoping you, i will push you towards the steel steps with full force.

16:12 Hana_Jeong: My feet leave the ground as my body gets pushed against the steel steps; the world tilts. My back crashes hard against it — clang! — the sound rips through me. Pain explodes along my spine; I gasp and a scream tears out of me. I curl forward, hands clawing at my back, breath coming in short, hot bursts. The crowd's noise blurs into a high ring; everything is sharp and bright. I try to push up but my limbs feel like lead. My vision swims; I taste metal and sweat. I force a shaky breath and drag myself toward the guardrail, every move burning. "AHHHHHHH... FUCKKK AAAAAAAAHHH"

16:15 Raya_The_queen: I take a breathe of relief as you crash on the steel steps and scream in pain but i see the ref counting, "4...5...." So i roll inside the ring and take a breather on the corner as i wait for you to come inside or the ref to count to you out which i know aint happening.

16:18 Raya_The_queen:

16:18 Hana_Jeong: I groan, rolling to my side as pain shoots up my back. My hands press against the floor, trembling. “Come on… Hana… get up…” I whisper to myself through clenched teeth. I crawl toward the apron, dragging one knee at a time, feeling every throb with each movement. My fingers grip the edge of the ring, and I pull myself up slowly, my body shaking. I slip under the bottom rope, breathing heavy, my vision still blurry. I stay on all fours for a moment, trying to gather myself, knowing I’m wide open — and she’s waiting.

16:22 Raya_The_queen: I look at you coming in the ring as i grab you by your hair. "Get up! Now its my turn" I make you stand up and then punch you in the stomach, making you lean forward, then i wrap one arm around the back your neck and other grabbing the side of your bottoms as i try to lift you up in the air for a vertical suplex on the mat.

16:22 Raya_The_queen:

16:26 Hana_Jeong: My stomach drops the moment she hooks me. She yanks me up and I feel my feet leave the mat. I straighten my legs and point my toes—trying to make the move look big—while panic spikes through me. My arms clutch at air, fingers scraping for the ropes but finding nothing. My face goes wide-eyed; breath comes fast. “Please…” I don’t finish the word — it’s a sound swallowed by the crowd. She holds me high, and I hang there, every muscle burned and exposed. When she drives me down, I scream sharp and reflexive, then curl as the mat hits my back. The world flashes white for a second; my legs twitch, then go limp as I sell the crash.

16:30 Hana_Jeong:

16:31 Raya_The_queen: I slam her down on the mat ignoring her plea, as i internally thank her to make the move look more devastating. BAAAMMMMMMM!! your body twitches as i sit beside you taking deep breathe and go for a slow casual pin as i use one hand to lift your legs all the way while my half body on you as the referee start the count slowly, "1!........... 2! " The crowd were on there feet to see whether she kicks out or not as they were hoping this match to keep going because of its insane quality.

16:36 Hana_Jeong: I lie flat, my chest heaving, eyes half-open. Her weight presses down on me, and I can hear the ref’s hand hit the mat — one… two… Everything inside me screams to stay down, but instinct kicks in. I twist my hips, forcing my shoulder up just before the third count. The crowd bursts — a wave of noise that feels far away. I roll to my side, clutching my ribs, gasping for air, my whole body shaking.

16:40 Raya_The_queen: I look at you with disbelief as well as respect as you kick out before the 3 count, but to show that i am not to be taken aback by your will power, i get on my feet and grab you up by your hair looking at you, "How dare you still not give up!!! Now i am really mad!" But i still sneak a small pat on your back as i irish whip you in the corner trying to make you lean on it.

16:47 Hana_Jeong: Pain radiates through my body as she grabs me by the hair. My back still burns from the suplex, but I glare up at her, defiance blazing in my eyes. Her eyes widen in disbelief, a hint of respect there as she mutters, “How dare you still not give up!!!” A quick pat on my back barely eases the sting before she Irish whips me into the corner. I slam against the turnbuckles, gasping

16:50 Raya_The_queen: I look at you in the corner gasping as i run from the opposite corner as i come in your direction, bending my body forward in a spear position i try to attack your midsection as i make a reckless spear with you in the corner while the crowd and announcer were on their feet to see the result.

17:00 Hana_Jeong: I see her charging, body low, eyes locked on my midsection — spear coming. I choke back a breath, grab the top rope with both hands, and launch myself over it at the last possible second. My feet hit the apron as she crashes into the corner where I’d been, the impact folding her over the turnbuckle. The crowd roars. I twist my hips, keep my balance on the apron, and lock eyes with her.I spring off the ropes with every ounce of energy I have left, twisting my body midair in a fluid, athletic motion. My arms snake around her waist as I land behind her, using the momentum to pull her down into a roll. The mat rattles under our combined weight as I curl my legs to hook hers, sliding into a pinning position. My chest heaves, sweat and adrenaline mixing, eyes wide as I hope the referee counts fast enough. “1!……2!”

17:04 Raya_The_queen: Suddenly as my spear was about to hit you, you suddenly get out of the way by lifting yourself up making me crash in the corner as my head gets bashed against the turnbuckle making me dazed as i release a silent scream from pain. Then u feel you hands snake around me as you roll me backwards as i get pinned by you making me panic as the count reaches two. But just before the ref can slam his hand for third count, i use my full strength to lift my shoulder up as i push you off with my legs and roll to the middle of the ring with my chest heaving up and down.

17:09 Hana_Jeong: I bite back a groan, trying to keep the pressure perfect, but at the last instant, she throws up a shoulder, pushing me off with her legs. I tumble back slightly as she rolls to the center of the ring, chest heaving, eyes wild but burning with defiance. I shake off the impact and stalk her, every muscle taut. Spotting her momentary daze, I lunge, wrapping my arms around her head and neck, securing a tight grip. I shift my legs, anchor myself, scissoring her arm and lock her in a Crippler Crossface submission. Her body arches, hands clawing at mine, and I lean back, pulling the hold taut, feeling her resistance and pain radiate through every fiber of the move. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, panic flashing across her eyes as I whisper through gritted teeth, “Not so fast… you’re not escaping this one.”

17:15 Raya_The_queen: I was suddenly trapped under you as you wrap my arm between your legs and and clutch my face with both of your hands as you pull it with full force making me scream in pain while i flail around, my arm in the air as i think about giving up for a second as the referee asks whether i give up. "NNOOOO!! I WON'T GIVE UPP AHHHHH!!!", i scream more as adrenaline climbs up making me drad myself with you towards the rope as i nearly touch it with my legs almost grazing it.

17:27 Hana_Jeong: I feel her fingertips graze the bottom rope, her body trembling beneath mine, and I know I have to release the hold before the ref breaks it. Gritting my teeth, I reluctantly let go, breathing hard, sweat dripping down my forehead. But as she clings to the rope for dear life, I’m not done yet. I grab a handful of her hair, dragging her head up just enough to rest her throat across the middle rope. The crowd roars, sensing what’s coming. I take off toward the opposite ropes, the ring shaking under my feet. Rebounding with momentum, I sprint back, twist my body, and swing my legs out through the ropes—attempting a clean, snapping 6-1-9 right across her face!

17:45 Raya_The_queen: I was relieved for a second as the referee seperates me from the hold but it was short lived as you drag my body by my hair and keep my head on the bottom rope as it hangs out listlessly. The crowd gets excited as they see you try a 619 on me as it connects directly on my face causing me to scream in pain whipe holding my face and fall in the ring rolling around while curling in a ball.

17:57 Hana_Jeong: I yank her by the hair, my roar ripping out of me — an amazon unchained. She scrambles on all fours; I drop my hips, wrap my arms tight around her waist, and heave with everything in me. My legs burn, my back screams, but I lift her high, feel her weight flip over as her head dangles for a heartbeat. “AAAH!” I scream, driving my hips back. The world explodes as I slam her down with a brutal German suplex. The mat jerks under us; pain blooms through her body and every rib in my own torso feels it too. I roll through instinctively and scream for the crowd.I back off slightly, chest heaving, sweat dripping down my forehead. My eyes lock on her, then I shift my gaze to the top turnbuckle. With a slow, deliberate motion, I nod my head sharply — a single, fierce “yes” — signaling my intent. The crowd senses it instantly, roaring in anticipation, as I prepare to climb and unleash the next devastating move.

18:01 Raya_The_queen: I was on the ground as you yank me by my hair and wrap your arms around my waist as i try to resist but it was all for naught. You show your overwhelming strength from your body as you lift me up making me scream in panic and pain as my head gets slammed down on the canvas making a BOOOOMMM!! sound as i ragdoll on the canvas. Then i was showing small twitches and movements as i lay on the canvas while you prepare for your finisher making the crowd cheer your name.

18:02 Raya_The_queen:

18:07 Hana_Jeong: I drag her limp body to the center, spit out a breath, and start the climb. Each step on the turnbuckle steadies me — pain and adrenaline braided together. At the top I pause, press my lips to the taped wrist hiding my folded family photo, a tiny vow. Then I launch — a clean, athletic moonsault through the air. Time slows: my back arches, toes pointed, arms wrapped tight around her as I rotate. The landing is perfect — canvas meets us with a thunderous boom — and I roll with my abs in pain through instantly to hook her leg. "C'mon" My scream for the ref sounds more a plea. The referee slides in. “1…2

18:14 Raya_The_queen: I was already on the verge of giving up but just as i see above me all i see is you coming down on me as you crash in my body taking my breathe away as i lift my legs due to the impact, then you pin me as the ref counts , "1.... 2.........3!!!!" AND LADIES AND GENTLEMEN YOUR WINNER IS HANAAA JEONG!!!".

18:15 Raya_The_queen:

18:22 Hana_Jeong: I collapse over her leg, keeping my chest pressed down, forming almost a cross above her. Exhaustion hits me full force, tears stinging my eyes, but a deep, uncontainable joy bubbles up. I reach out ever so gently, brushing my fingers against her hand—a silent thank you, a mark of respect for her selling my moonsault so perfectly. I lower my head softly next to hers, letting it rest on the mat as if I’m crying quietly. My voice is barely a whisper, almost lost under the roar of the crowd: “Thank you… you were amazing.” My fingers squeeze hers softly, fleeting but full of genuine gratitude. The referee steps back, raising my hand as the arena explodes in cheers. The words echo over the loudspeakers: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, ONCE AGAIN YOUR WINNER… HANAAA JEONG!!!” I stay atop the mat for a heartbeat longer next to her broken and defeated body, letting the moment sink in, breathing hard, still holding her hand softly, sharing this exhausted, joyful victory with the one who made it possible.

18:22 Hana_Jeong: