It had been a long way to the top, but Mark had finally made it. Or almost, rather. He had one more opponent to face before he could finally feel the Heavyweight Champion belt strapped around his waist. Punchout after punchout had followed in his wake and the wolf wasn't going to let anyone stand in his way of total domination.

Mark, after a moment of meditation, finally stepped out into the stadium. The crowd was obnoxiously wild, but he didn't mind. He craved the attention, the spotlights shining on him, the announcer screaming his name to the 50,000 some odd fans crammed into the small arena.

"Ladies and gentlemen!" the announcer boomed over the mic, "We've got a VERY special treat for you today! Two heavy hitters duking it out for control of the coveted World Furry Wrestling League's Heavyweight Champion title!"

At that, the entire stadium rocked with the cheers and stomps of the fans. Mark smiled to himself. Finally, a challenge, he thought.

"Without further ado, let's introduce our challenger! He stands at just shy of 6' 5" and 170 lbs! Many of you know him as...THE HAMMER! GIVE IT UP FOR HIM, FOLKS!"

Mark waved to all the people screaming his name, beaming brightly at everyone that came out to see him win tonight. Inside, he was shaking with anticipation. He knew his chances of winning were strong, but as he stepped closer to the mat, an inkling of fear creeped into his mind. The anonymity of the current champion was beginning to worry him. No one really knew who he was, in face. In the heavyweight league, it was a private showdown between competitors to determine who became the new champion. The director said it was a great way to add variety and mystery to the competition.

The thought stuck with mark as he climbed through the rubber wires surrounding the mat and waved to the crowd one last time. The announcer came on over the mic once more.

"And now, the moment you've all been waiting for...standing at only 5' 9", but more than making up for it with her weight..."

Wait, HER? Mark couldn't help but laugh to himself. A female champion? Surely the other male competitors must have let her win!

"...Here comes the champion! JADE!"

And there she was, coming down the lane and deftly jumping over the wires onto the mat. Mark was stunned. And, for the first time, he was actually afraid. Truly afraid of his competitor. She knew what she was doing and there was no way her ascension to champion was by mistake.

"3! 2! 1! FIGHT!"

Mark really had his work cut out for him.

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I felt like this scene needed a little story for the hell of it uwu Hope y'all like it!

Really love this piece by MorningPanda