Johnny Higurashi Vs. Bree Tassilotte: Backstage Brawl!

Johnny had Bree close to the rin, ready to roll her in when she put the brakes on him with her foot against the apron. The elbow came fast and Johnny groaned as it sunk into his hard abs. It wasn't debilitating, but it did its job as Johnny let go of Bree's wild hair.

The silver haired wrestler took a step back, inhaled and pulled back his arm, looking to club Bree in the back with a hard forearm to try and keep her from following up.

Bree can tell that Johnny wants her in the ring for more of his sadist beating, then again she wants to kick his ass too she needs more wins in her life, only once she won so far and she isnt going add another lost by this jackass. "GRR!" She managed to back elbow him in the gut to let go of her hair which it felt good for only like few seconds before he strike back with his arm clubbing against her back. "GAH!" She stumble forward and leaning against the apron with one hand rubbing her back, light growling in pain.

Johnny pulled his arm away when he clubbed Bree in the back. With Bree leaning over the apron, Johnny grabbed Bree's belt and shoved her into the ring. Johnny then grabbed the bottom rope and hopped up onto the apron. He then grabbed the top rope, bent his knees and leaped over the top rope, looking to drive his knees into Bree's body.

King was in the locker room of the gym after getting a good long workout, lifting weights and such and took a good hot shower to removed all those sweats and now cooling himself off before putting his fresher new mask on, similar to his old but it smell fresh and look new, putting it on and his trunks on before his black n white track pants and shoes, stepping out of the locker room with his duffle bag in one hand and his favorite soda brand Jarritos- Pineapple flavor which its a liter bottle, taking a chug of those citric deliciousness down the hatch. "MMmmm good shit, love it!" He did have difficulty to get his drink all the way from Mexico to Japan, really expensive for him to get his hands on it and even waiting for it too, finally can enjoy his special drinks all by himself.

As he exiting out of the locker room, he notices something was moving near the ring, he can see a white hair guy taking on a girl.... a cat girl.... **Oh shit... not Bree.... ugh....** He felt like his soda turn stale after seeing her in the same area with him, he was trying to avoid her as much as possible, was so close having his day all alone by himself, but nope, not happening now.

"GAHHH!" Bree screaming out in pain when Johnny knees dropped right on top of her and kept herself flatten down from the impact, though her body starting to roll over to the side to cover her stomach, kicking her feet some while King himself slowly stepping toward to the ring, leaning on the apron from the opposite side from the two wrestlers, he actually kind of want to see this guy kicking her ass. "Ohhh that gotta hurt" He then takes another chug of his soda, watching on the match between the two.

Johnny wasn't even thinking about King as his knees slammed into Bree. He couldn't even see the muscle bound wrestler with the way he was facing. It felt good to drive into Bree, though, and as the cat girl rolled away, Johnny pursued, looking to keep pushing Bree so she was on her back. Johnny thought he might be able to finish Bree off!

If Johnny could get Bree onto her back, he'd try and hook a leg to start up a count!

King looking on from outside of the ring while drinking his favorite soda, looking to the side and noticing the camera crew watching this whole fight, he does wonder how long both this dude and Bree were fighting? Though he only cares to see her ass getting kicked, he kind of rooting for this man to beat her ass enough to put her into the hospital and stop stalking him everyday.

But when King seeing this guy slamming his knees onto her body before rolling her over for the pin, he kind of suddenly disappointed. "Oh come on! I just got here! Dont end this now!" He shouted as the man beast slowly climbing up to get on the ring apron, just to get Bree wake up and hoping to break up the hold, he want to see this match going while he can still watch. "Get up damn catgirl!"

While Bree getting turned over and getting pinned by Johnny, she can slowly hearing the loud dreamy voice of King. **K-King?** Her eyes open up to see him very close by, actually bit far but still close as in, inside the gym with her, she would try turning her body over to hopefully break up before the second count. "Ngh!"

Johnny heard King address him directly but ignored it as the ref counted. He thought he could secure a win, Bree seemed out of it but as the ref hit the two count, suddenly her arm was thrust up and her shoulder left the mat, breaking the pin.

Johnny hopped up off Bree and stood up. He looked at King. he knew who the guy was but he'd never come into contact with the guy. However, he knew enough of the guy to know he didn't like him one bit. Johnny furrowed his brow as he stared at King. "Dude, get outta here!" He barked, waving his hand at the muscle man. "This is a match! Go watch on a monitor or somethin, dude!" Unfortunately, while he was addressing king, his mind wandered off the fallen catgirl for the moment.

King can see he was able to send his words into the damn catgirl ears and she was able to break up the count, but then this guy, whoever his name is that King didnt get a chance to remember nor care to, start barking at him as the man-beast turn to look at the white hair punk, telling King to get out of here cause its a match. "What? Why would I get out of here, YOU'RE the one should get the fuck out of here! I was here first using the gym punk!" He glares at him and surely he isnt going to make King to leave the ring or even the area so easily, this guy isnt tough or intimidate enough to get King to turn tail out of here.

Bree trying to pull herself together as her body hurting from Johnny's knees drop onto her, gritting from the pain and hopefully she could get up onto her feet, she can see that he was talking to King or more like trying to order King around like hes a boss or something. "Ngh.... Leave... Kingy..... alone!" She tries to force herself to stumbling toward to Johnny, trying to shove him out away from King's direction since he should of focus on her than the best man in the world.

Johnny was snapped out of paying attention to King when Bree shoved him. Johnny stumbled back and looked at Bree. He furrowed his brow at her as well. "Man, focus on the match, dude." He said and pulled back his hand and tried to deliver a hard backhand chop to Bree's chest.

Now that King was watching, he really DID want to leave. But he wasn't just GOING to leave. He could easily haul Bree off to some other location, but now he was just going to try and finish her off. If his chop worked, Johnny would try and double Bree over with a follow up kick tot he chest so he could pull her into a head lock.

"Nya! Dont talk to Kingy like that... you... you can only talk to him only with respec--- Kyah!" She was interrupted with a chop to the chest while she was trying to tell Johnny how to speak with the King, literally, thinking he is all mighty and such, but seemingly Johnny doesnt care for what he is. She staggered back from the chop and wincing from the pain, looking at him and seeing him bringing his foot up to hit her that forcing Bree to double over. "NGH!" Which she got caught fairly fast into his Headlock. Bree tried to get out of it by moving her hands onto his body, and as hard as she could, shoving Johnny to slip right out of his grasp and away from each other. "NYA!"

King watching on from the ring apron, chugging more of his soda which its halfway left, savoring the taste while watching on the two wrestlers, Johnny got her good and now in the headlock, noticing it from behind him and curious what kind of move hes gonna use on her. "Yeah! Put her out of her mind!" He knows she would hear it and possibly like what she hears regardless King not liking her in a stalking creepy way, hopefully Johnny could finish her off that is.