Climax Main Event: Johnny Higurashi Vs. Killer King - Last Man Standing

The beast is out of the arena with Johnny who trying to pull onto his mask, doesnt like it at all and was able to kick him away from each other, getting some space as he adjust his mask while trying to get back on his feet, that bastard Johnny really pisses him off a lot right now, hoping that he could recover and get back on track, going to kick that punkass ass.

"GAHHH!"

But as King about to recover fixing his mask and backing up, Johnny came in fast and kicked King in the snout and knocking his head back, stumbling backward as he slammed himself back against the side of the car by the hood, didnt know there was a car close by, but he couldnt think nor remember, that kick knocking his brain around, dazing him. "Ughhhh...."

Johnny watched as the kick sent King stumbling against one of the cars parked at the curb entrance. He looked as King reeled and Johnny stalked towards the beastly Nimrod, circling around and hopping up on the hood of the car. Looming over King, Johnny bent down and took the mask in both his hands and pulled with all of his might. Either the mask would come off King or King would come off the ground. Johnny's muscles flexed and bugled as he pulled with every last bit of his might.

His head is hurting so much, even his face covered by the beastly mask, not sure whats going on now until he felt his mask getting grabbed and forcing himself to get up on the hood of the car, growling at Johnny that he isnt letting go of the mask, King tries to pry his hands off him, hoping to smack his hands to let him go and attempt to punch Johnny to the head. "Ughhh... let go!"

Johnny pulled and King smartly climbed up onto the car with him. For the moment the two were precariously balanced on the hood of the car with Johnny still holding onto the mask.

"Guuuuh!"

Johnny was forced to back away when he was punched and let go of King, nearly slipping off the top of the car. "S-Shit!" He said, barely recovering as he crouched used the hood to stabilize himself. He turned and spat out some blood from the punch, thankfully that King's skewed mask prevented him from doing much more aside from blindly winging his fist.

Johnny scrubbed his arm down his bleeding lip and then looked at King. Without even thinking, he reached up for the beasts' arm and tugged with all of his might and tried to launch him off the car. Once King was off the car, Johnny would figure out SOME way to keep the beast down. At the very least, maybe he would face plant into the street.

King gotten really mad at Johnny while still feeling the headaches and such, as he felt himself being pulled up on the hood of the car, he did break up the holds by Johnny and went straight to punch him, he did hit but not enough force, get his fist gripped and suddenly get yanked hard, throwing King right off the car.

"RAHHH!"

King get thrown right off, flying briefly before his huge heavy body landing right on the concrete floor, his body bounces couple of times before laying there, groaning as one of the referee began to count down for him.

"ONE!............TWO........THREE!.............."

Johnny stood on the hood of the car, leaning over as King laid there. The fall wasn't going to be pleasant, but maybe he would just stay down. Johnny felt the cool breeze of the night tickle his sweaty body.

If King started to get back up, he wasn't sure WHAT else he'd have to do to put King down as one of the cars that had been on the road screeched to a halt nearby as some of the police rushed to make sure that the two could continue fighting without hurting themselves (more than they already have) or an innocent who was on the road. The light from the car put a bright spotlight on King, however, as the referee continued to count.

King is slowly recovering after being thrown like that, his body hurting like hell after landing on the hard floor of the road, the noises surrounding him by the bystanders and police car sirens, really annoying him, making his hands to move flat on the floor, slowly pushing himself up after the seventh count.

"Uhhhh....."

But the beast is seriously weaken, he doesnt know how much he can endure, huffing for some air as he tries to gather his strength, barely pushing himself on his knee.

"Motherfucker..."

johnny growled as he watched King STILL getting back up. it felt like he had hit King with one of the cars out here and still nothing happened. Johnny backed up to the edge of the car hood he was on and then took a few steps and leaped off the hood of the car and aimed a flying drop kick at the beast who was still trying to stand.

Johnny crashed to the ground and crumbled against the unforgiving concrete, rolling onto his side and grabbing the side he landed on.

King trying his best to get up, he knows that the count down broken and barely able to get up, finally his feet is on the floor but still halfway getting there, didnt know whats Johnny is doing until he turn his head slightly as Johnny is in the air, dropkicked the beast and sending him flying backward right into a hard solid wall of the building that knocked down the beast right back to the floor.

"ONE!..........TWO!...........THREE!............."

another countdown on the beast once again.

This time Johnny stayed down with the beast. At least, through the initial count. He was slowly starting to pick himself up at the count of five and looking over to see if King was getting back up, too.