John vs Jack Frost

After taking a few moments to get some of his strength back, Jack gave an elbow drop right onto John's chest with a smack. Once he was down, he yanked the vampire's leg up for a pin attempt.

"Since you are so strong, I guess powers will make this fight a little even?" Jack teased with a wink.

John screamed in pain when the male's elbow dropped into his chest. He then groaned softly and lay spread eagle before closing his eyes and leaning his head to one side. He waited patiently for what Jack would do next to the vulnerable vampire's body.

Jack grabbed John pulling him to his feet before slamming him back down in a DDT. The impact shook the bed, and the spirit rolled John over to cover him.

John was out after the DDT connected. His body had shot up for a second before falling back down on his stomach. He was then rolled onto his back and covered by the spirit's body for the pin.

"One!" Jack said, slapping the mattress as he covered the vampire. For a second he wondered if he actually surprised John with that move.

John lay limp as the spirit hooked his leg and slapped the bed for the count. He didn't move and his eyes were closed as he lay on top of him for the pinfall.

Jack kept John's leg hooked, wondering if he actually knocked out John.

"Two!" he said, slapping the bed once more.

John just lay there, not moving. He wasn't even breathing, but that was no surprise, John was already dead. His cold body then shifted a little, but didn't make a single move to kick out of his pinfall attempt.

"Three!" Jack called out standing over John's body in triumph. Getting a little cocky, he leaned down to smirk at John, kissing his parted lips, "Seems I'm in the lead John."

John groaned a little, but kissed the spirit back, "Yes...it would seem so." he smiled softly and pulled him down, attempting to lock in a sleeper hold around his throat. If successful, John would then smile and hold the sleeper hold until he passed out. He would then roll his body over and straddle the male's waist and lay their chests together so they could continue to kiss as he counted the spirit out, "One." he whispered, slapping the mattress.