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

Johnny heard King laugh and snarled. The fact that this guy was still laughing pissed him off but before he could even turn around, he felt the stick against his head and the muscle bound freak yanking him up into the most painful full nelson of his life.

"Nggh!?"

Johnny was both confused and irritated as King muscled him around and up the ramp. Johnny tried to plant his feet and swing his arms but for the moment he couldn't get a real grip. He didn't like it and felt quite helpless as King seemed to just do as he liked with Johnny.

"Bitch! Let go of me, motherfucker!"

"Johnny!" Taylor cried out. The heart-pounding fear in her voice was palpable. She sprang to her feet and took a step toward her husband and the monster who was dragging him away from her.

She stopped, and looked down at Bree. She couldn't just leave her there, chained to the ring. But she didn't want to let Johnny, or King, get too far away. Her chain-wrapped fist and steel-toed combat boots were just waiting for King to step out of line, and this time she would make sure he didn't just heal up and come back. But she couldn't do that if she wasn't there.

"Bree..." Taylor said in a hushed voice to the scared cat-girl. "What do I do?"

King catching Johnny between the kendo stick and his arms, locking together in his painful Full Nelson as he dragging the punk up the ramp and heading to the stage, still having to show them they're still in the crowd's views, trying to get Johnny up against the metal bars, hoping to let him go and pulling the kendo stick off him as the beast gripping tightly on the handle. "Grrr.... wonder if your wife beats you hard as I do... right now!" Trying to swing another blow with his weapon right against his opponent backside.

Bree still chained up and getting comfort by Taylor which she could see her eyes wanting to help Johnny, even got proof that she asked her what to do, Bree thinks for a second and the answer quickly appears in her head. "You should slow King down somehow.... this match is anything goes.... and King cheats all the time!" Only logic solution she can think of right now, probably Taylor could use something around here to use on King, get him distracted enough to let Johnny recover and strike back!

Johnny was walked to stage by the large beast of a man. He struggled as best as he could but his arms being pulled up left him with little room to maneuver.

"Rrrgghhh..."

Johnny growled as King taunted him about Taylor once again. He had something he wanted to say but he couldn't, even when he was released.

"Gaaaaah!"

Johnny hopped forward and dropped to his knees, throwing his arms behind his back when King smashed the kendo stick across his back.

Taylor cringed at what had to be a terribly painful shot with the kendo stick, and covered her mouth with her hand. To see Johnny getting mangled, up close, by King, and being able to do nothing about it, was almost as unbearable as the thought of not being there.

"You mean cheat?!" Taylor asked incredulously, still in a hushed voice for some reason. "I can't... I mean, like... It's Johnny's fight. He earned it. But like..."

Hmm. She shucked off her leather jacket and rolled her shoulders. Maybe she would live to regret this, maybe soon, and maybe a lot, but she skipped up to a spot no more than ten feet away from King.

"HEY!" She barked at the hulking cat. "You're straight, right?" She asked, just to be sure, and then gathered the bottom of her Johnny Higurashi super hero tank top in her hands and pulled it all the way up, hooking her fingers under her bra on the way and flashing her smallish (but perky!) breasts at Killer King.

Bree nodded when Taylor said she'll have to cheat to get even with King, for Johnny, as hes suffering by the hands of the beast all cause of his power and the weapon to added the more difficulty to him. Bree looking into Taylor eyes without saying a word, showing that she begs her to save Johnny somehow.

Now that Taylor leaving Bree for a moment so she can get close to King, watching from the distance and noticing shes calling the man monster out, watching as King turns around holding onto the weapon and.... suddenly, out of nowhere, Taylor did.... "NYA! WHAT YOU DOING?!"

King did turned around and see something havent see in quite sometime, bare breasts, small but perky breasts. Dropping his stick that bounces on the stage as he grins, hidden behind his mask and slowly moving towards her. "Grrr..... I have to say, its really perfect for that size, Johnny took good care of it, didnt he?" His pervy beast eyes staring at those pairs, hands out and fingers wiggling, the beast wants to put his hands on Johnny wife!

Johnny's head snapped when he heard Taylor's voice to close to him. He saw his wife standing there and when King turned around, he focused as Taylor went to grab the hem of her shirt and pull it up. "No, Taylor... don't!" He said but was drowned out by the crowd as Taylor showed her goods very specifically to the mad beast.

Johnny wasn't sure how he could describe the emotion that welled up inside of him but whatever it was, he looked to the crowd roaring as several thousand and many millions mere were having a peek at his wife's bare chest.

While it hadn't been the first time that she had been exposed in public, Johnny still didn't like it but he knew what Taylor was doing and he wasn't sure which thing he didn't like more. Still, he knew better than to let it distract him. Taylor, for however utterly foolish her actions were in that moment, was trying to help him. Pissing it away on a stupid thought wasn't going to work at all. Johnny didn't want to admit it but King was not even using his raw power and was beating Johnny pretty badly. The weapons should have equalized the strength mismatch but it just seemed to make the strong stronger.

Johnny came up behind King and reached his hand between King's legs. it took every ounce of strength he had not to try and tear off the perverted freak's nuts right there, but instead his other hand reached out for one of King's greedy arms. He tried to Pull the big beast off the ground a feat that seemed even more improbable than Taylor's exposure, and heave him up onto his own shoulders.

If Johnny could do that, he knew he wouldn't need to hold him for very long. All he would have to do was let King drop and let gravity do the rest of the work. A bit of work too, if Johnny could heave King and toss him off the stage to the ground below.

Bree watching from the distance seeing her friend Taylor flashing her top front of the monster beast King, not expecting her to do something like that but it sure does attracted him away from Johnny, giving the handsome guy a chance to recover, but unsure for how long before King reaches for Taylor. Seeing him inching closer and closer to her, wishing Bree could break the chain and jump at King face scratching the hell out of him, but all she could do is watching the terrors in her eyes.

Luckily, seeing Johnny recovering enough to go up behind King and grabbing his arms to pull him up onto shoulders, just like before when she saw him took King down with a Death Valley Driver along with Kozue drop on the beast for the pinfall. But this time, without Ninjette, Johnny lifted King by surprise and tossing him out, off the stage and down crashing what she can somewhat hear from the distance, and people shouting 'he went through the table!', pretty sure King went down hard and laying there, gonna be awhile until he recovers. "YES!"

Taylor hurriedly shoved her shirt back down to cover up, but now that the whole goddamn world had scene her boobs, and had high definition video of them, what did it even matter?

She felt the warmth in her cheeks as she blushed and tried to brush the moment off. It was not hard. As Johnny lifted up the beast and spiked him off the edge of the ramp, Taylor couldn't control herself. She jumped for joy and kicked her heels up and threw her fists in the air.

"YES! BABE, YOU ROCK!"

Johnny leaned over, pressing his palms into his thighs and panted heavily as he looked down at the beast's fallen form. The referee slipped past him and began her count.

"ONE!"

Johnny caught as much breath as he felt he could while the referee counted and turned to Taylor. He walked over to her and pressed against her. "Thanks for the pick-me-up, babe." He teased.

He then pulled away and rested his hands on her shoulders. "Babe... If you wanna help... Try and find that key, ok?" He said with a serious look. "But, like... If you go, fuckin be careful."