24/7: The Brat Pack (Izzi & Cham Cham) vs. Carmen Rodriguez

Not only King just get another dropkick at him by the same person, but also tripped over a cat, no over a small tiny bitch who should of been in the hospital with HIS title belt slinging over his shoulder, but no he blames Cham Cham and that other girl Izzi, the two damn Brat Pack just pissing him off just by seeing them, now he have to deal with this girl who is involving with this match, but as selfish as he is, that belt is his!

The mad beast tries to recover to get off the squish girl underneath him but that other girl comes straight at him as she didnt get the warning words and just goes in to dive her elbow right onto his chest, flattening him down harder. "GAH! FUCK!"

He hoped to roll over to move a bit away from the two wrestlers, giving himself a bit of space so he can move his feet on the floor and pushes himself up as he can, hoping he could stand up and towering over the girls. "Im gonna fuck you up!"

Cham Cham let out a faint "Guh!" from under King's back as his body jolted with Carmen's elbow drop. Both of the brat pack members were in no position to do anything at the moment as what was meant to be their battle against the enemy raged on between King and Carmen.

Just. Keep. Moving.

King's stamina was amazing, recovering from the elbow drop in almost no time flat and filling the room with his booming voice. Carmen, however, didn't listen to what he was saying. She was way, way too busy setting up her next attack.

She moved into her orthodox stance and came at him full speed, dashing along the floor as she got ready to do what she did best - striking. While she wanted to focus on using more pure wrestling moves in her career, most of her training had been for opponents her size or smaller, which applied to the majority of the male roster. King was one of the rare exceptions, so she'd have to play it safe. For now.

Carmen ducked low and came at him with a quick double hook, driving her right fist into his side in rapid succession.

King barely getting hurt compared from the girls for however long they had been in a match so far, the beast only took just couple of hits and having some struggles with them already, that really pisses him off, angered the mad beast already, not having his way the way he wanted and forcing himself to back off for a moment to get up to his feet, growling angrily at the girls, at anyone really.

The beast felt something against his feet when he back up a bit, turning his head to look down seeing the large blue punching bag looks like no one able to put it up, which gives the beast an idea. He quickly reaching down to get his massive arms around the bag, hugging it to lift up off the mat and giving it a full swing, hoping that he would use it and collide that woman across her body to knock her down!

"Hurgh! Take this!"

Carmen had a functioning eye, so she was perfectly capable of telling that King was an insanely strong opponent. But even if she couldn't, it would have become blindingly obvious the moment he lifted a sandbag and swung it like a club.

It wasn't something that would normally hit her - it was a big, slow, ponderous move. But it was also unbelievable and unprdictable, so by the time she could properly process it, he'd already managed to strike her and send her flying with his insane power. Carmen tumbled away, rolling off until her back hit the side of a bench press in the weight-lifting area. Now, it was her turn to be groggy and dazed - she'd need a minute before she could recoup from a blow like that.

King makes a good use of the big blue punching bag and batter up the girl sending her flying backward, in a comical way, made him chuckle in his mind as he see her rolling away until she reached her destination to the weight lifting area, perfect spot, dropping the bag as he takes a breather since the bag is fairly heavy, but the beast just want to continue to beat these girls up and get his belt back, even if he have to kick that girl ass.

"Bitch, thats what you get!" Rubbing his chest from the elbow drop she did to him, the beast stepping closer and closer to her like stalking his weaken prey, the beast is ready to give her his true powerful wrestling skills. King tries to get close to this girl and reaching for her hair to pull her up and scooping her in his arms as he hold her across his chest, stepping his right foot on the bench press where his knee is high and aiming to drop her back over his knee and trying to get his hand down on her chin and thigh, pushing down for great pressure, thinking she was weaken and tired from taking on the stupid brats, maybe getting her to give up quickly from this move. "Hurrrrgh!"

King was big, built like a living tank, but that seemed to come at the cost of his speed. It also seemed to result in him losing some blood flow to his brain, because he was silly enough to waste time talking after he struck her. Slow and stupid. She could work with that.

Carmen had just stared to get back to her feet when King moved in and 'helped' her up with a tight hold on her hiar. She struggled and started to push against him, but she couldn't make any progress before he lift her up and held her against his bulging chest.

Up she went for a moment, and then she came down. Right across King's knee. And there she stayed while he tried to bend her in half.

Carmen cried out and thrashed around, vainly trying to get free. Twisting left and right, kicking her legs, nothing seemed to work...until her hands brushed up against the empty weight bar on the bench press. She gripped it tight with both hands, pulled it off the rack, and tried to hit King square in the head with the end of it.

King now getting the punk on his knee in such high angle, making it easier for him to bend her horribly backward and not allowing her to escape from his hold, continues to pressure down on her body and see how far and flexible her ability can endure.

Thinking that she would tap out or admit her defeat to him when shes bent like that but while he watches her body and not her hands reaching for the metal bar, it came out of nowhere and smacked him in the head. King didnt make a sound other than the metal bar ringing by impact, the hold on her body completely loosen and slowly falling to his side, on his back, spread eagle, groaning that really hurts like fuck as the beast stunned from attack.

Carmen fell off King's knee, flopped on the bench press, and landed in a heap beside the bench press. Not the most graceful of landings, but at least she managed to keep the bar from smacking down across her forehead on the way down. Instead, it clattered off to the side, far too heavy and clunky to be an effective weapon.

It was tempting to just lie down and deal with her hurting back, but she could see King from her position: laid out, flat on his back, and far too tempting of a target to pass up. So getting up was a priority. Now.

Carmen grounded her teeth down hard, grabbed the bench press for support, and made her way back up to her feet. She took a moment to step back and gain some space, then took off at full speed, running to the bench, jumping off and getting a little hangtime before she came down on King's stomach with both heel, driving her full weight into his midsection.

King laying on the floor after taking a hard hit to the skull by a long metal object, more likely that weight lifting bar just catching him off guard, groaning that he barely come to yet his hands moving up to hold onto his head, feeling dizzy, not making any better for his temper to grow inside his head.

The beast tries to recover from the major headaches that he slowly opening his eyes to see what the hell just happened, he thought he got that girl good with that back bending submission hold, bending her hard enough that her head and feet would never touch the ground at all.

When the beast finally seeing the lights at the ceiling and then that girl comes up to block the view sending her feet down on his stomach, King took it very hard and painfully. "GAHHH!" He would turn over to clutch his stomach, coughing from the heavy blow, gasping for bit of air, he hates when something like this happening to him, if only that girl would just sit there and leave him to take the belt, she wouldnt have to fight with him, but now King in his mind she will be adding to his 'hit list', once he recover that is. "Ughhh... fuck....."