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

King pushes himself up on his feet, feeling his body hurting, no wait, his head is hurting, getting confused on what hurts right now, resting his back against the ring apron and trying to move his body around but then Johnny comes rushing at him spearing his back which sandwiches him against the ring apron with his tough abs. "UGH!"

Growling at his punk-ass opponent, can feel him hugging his back holding onto him the best as he could, but will it hold the big beast? King attempt to get his arm around to try wrapping it around Johnny head while getting his leg drape over his between the legs, hopefully he could quickly fall back to take him down with him in his Russian Leg Sweep.

Johnny was hoping that he could pull King up. He was feeling daring, knowing he needed to do something big and bold to keep King down. A German suplex would work great, but as he prepared, King's sweaty body turned and the big man wrapped an arm around his head, pulling him into an awkward side headlock with his strength.

"Shit..."

Johnny growled and aimed a few punches into King's side, trying to bruise the bully until his leg was snagged.

Johnny was forced back and crashed backwards onto the thin mats outside of the ring. Not only that, but he crashed into the chair as well and his eyes widened in pain. His body compressed into the steel and he languished, rolling onto his side and snaking his arm behind him.

King counter Johnny with his own move, sweeping his feet right off by his superior strength and taking him down hard, and so lucky for him he smacked Johnny right on top of the steel chair to soften him up even more, show him not to mess with the man beast.

But still, King is sore from getting smacked around a few times, he slowly pushes himself up until he gets to the ring apron and rolling himself in, at least now hes above Johnny and recovering as he can, not wanting him to catches the beast by surprise like before, panting and little tired already but as he turn to see Bree with Taylor, he couldnt help but to taunt the two ladies.

"Huff..... so, should I crack his skull and make him bleed? Or should I just knock him senseless?"

Taylor knelt next to Bree and hugged the catgirl tightly. "Hey, there's nothing to be scared of. Everything they did and you're still here in one piece, ready to go. You're so bad ass. He had to chain you up to keep you from kicking his ass."

She did her best to reassure the girl, but her mind was on the match, toward the other end of the ring. She needed reassurance at least as much as Bree did.

She looked back when King called out to her. She felt dread in her chest, but it didn't show on her face. While she said nothing, there was murder in her eyes, and she reached into her pocket for a familiar length of thin chain. She slipped the loop at the end around her thumb and began wrapping it around her fist, without breaking eye contact.

When King decided to get back in the ring, Johnny was actually pretty relieved. The referee was counting and had made it up to the three count by the time Johnny started to rise, but he had been miking it for everything. He needed as much time to regroup and recuperate as he could get. Even if that meant King would get the same time, it meant more for Johnny, he knew it.

But as he slowly got to his feet, Johnny saw King once again taunt his wife. Johnny picked up the chair that he had fallen on and rose it up. he banged it against the ground and pointed it at King. "Hey, asshole, I'm over here!" He shouted. "I'm not down and I ain't goin down so why don't you come out here and fuckin fight like a man instead of lookin at my wife!? Cause a look is all you're ever gonna fuckin get, you piece of shit!"

Johnny was talking tough, but he also wasn't that eager to get back into the ring and fight King even if he DID have the chair. Maybe, though, King was starting to feel the same way about coming after Johnny. The silver haired punker hoped, at least.

King doesnt mind hitting on the wife of the punk ass opponent who he knows he'll completely kick his ass real quick, if he doesnt use the equalizer on him. Staring at both Bree and Taylor which the catgirl more likely feel the chills down to her spine and clinging onto Taylor tightly while the blondie just using her fierce eyes glaring at him like she wants to murder him, if she plans to do that, he is ready at anytime.

But shortly after he can hear the metal clanging loudly nearby him, almost where he dropping after slamming Johnny onto it, the beast turns around to see Johnny wanting a piece of him even with the chair right in his hands, that bastard. "Your wife is hot, why cant I look at her any longer?" taunting Johnny as well.

King decided to slip out of the ring, between the girls and Johnny, he could go either way, but since Johnny is weaken, he'll go after him of course, after the beast checks whats under the ring and pulls out something with an handle, turns out to be a wooden sword..... "Kendo stick huh? Nice...." Then King starts coming towards to Johnny, patting the weapon in his hand, ready to make him bleed.

Johnny flashed his teeth as King spoke. He slammed the chair against the apron again. "Motherfucker, I don't need you to tell me shit! Get over here!" He barked as King rolled to put Bree and Taylor between himself and Johnny. Ofourse.

Johnny was already advancing as King was reaching under the ring. As King lifted up the kendo stick, Johnny's arms brought the chair above his head as he passed by the girls.

Johnny aimed the chair right at King's ugly mask. "Rrrrrgggghhh!"

King watches Johnny getting himself between the girls and the beast, like a hero he is, and now both wrestlers are about to duke it out outside of the ring, seeing who gets the first hit with their weapons.

Johnny really cursing at King as he comes at him with the chair while King comes in to lower his weapon to the side and come swinging right at Johnny as he step aside to get a clear shot at his rib cages without getting hit to the head by the chair, hopefully that should slow him down. "GRRRRR!"

Johnny's swing came hard but even he knew it was more out of anger than because it was the smartest choice. If King wanted to see who would win between a kendo stick and a chair, Johnny was pretty certain that the chair would win and that was good enough. Unfortunately Johnny hit nothing as King side stepped him and cracked the Kendo stick right into his ribs.

"Goougggh!"

Johnny dropped the chair and practically hopped as he cradled his arms around his sides. It was the first time he had been hit with a kendo stick and it was a different kind of pain. He stumbled off to the barrier near the ramp entrance and leaned against it, wincing hard as he pressed his hand up against the red spot on his side.

King got the best of Johnny between who can hit who with their choice of weapons, apparently the beast have faster strikes than Johnny and smacking hard to his ribs, forcing him to drop the chair and covering himself, as he trying to support on the barricade.

"Hehehe..." The beast chuckles after hearing that sweet sound on Johnny, automatically thinking he can continue to do whatever he can to weaken that bitch. He comes after Johnny from behind to slide the kendo stick behind his head, putting Johnny arms over it before King snaking his muscle arms under and pushing the stick against Johnny head, applying a very painful Full Nelson, trying to drag him up to the ramp and heading to the stage.