Heather Sunderland vs Killer King (Complete)

Continued from https://www.afwrpg.com/t14180-the-king-glory-or-not

Anything Goes!

Heather quickly got herself up, grinning a little as she was able to take King down and get the advantage over him right at the start. She let out a long breath, nodding her head a bit before she looked around. She wanted to keep the pressure on him right from the start, wanting to continue the heavy hitting moves as much as possible and keep him down. Taking a breath, she went to his side, trying to go for something simple.

She clenched her fists a little, stepping back a little and moving in. She jumped a little, trying to land hard with her knee right to his side, attempting to drive it in and deal some good damage to him.

King couldnt believe this and not knowing what exactly just happened since everything just went by so fast. All he can remembered is taken down somehow and now laying on the mat trying to recover after the impact to his head/neck. Groaning until he soon notices that the match has already started! To prove that, Heather comes near his downed body and dropping her knee to his side to bring the beast back to reality. "UGHHH!"

His body twitch at the spot while still down, trying to bring his hands to push himself against the mat hoping he could slide his knees underneath to get on all fours, but only now he can pushes his hands against the mat to lift his upper body as he could. "Grrr..... you bitch!..... I wasnt.... ready!"

Heather snickered out a little as she was able to slam her knee into his side like that, pushing herself up right after to stretch out just a bit. "Hey--you wanted this match to start right now didn't you? What's the matter, thought you were bigger than you actually are?" She let out with a little huff. She stepped back a bit, going to push her back against the ropes a little before using them to propel her run a bit.

She rushed towards King, aiming to catch him when he was on all fours like that, kicking her leg out. She attempted to slam her boot hard into his ribs, trying to keep working his side to not let him recover too soon.

She got a point, he does want a match and doesnt think it would start THAT soon, damn woman Heather taking advantage of him where HE suppose to do that to her, shit. Groaning now that she backed off so he can get up on all fours, his side is hurting a bit but not a whole lot, can heal somewhat quickly, thanks to his thick muscles but Heather didnt stop there as she coming in fast and boot the beast same spot, soften his side and smack his ribs. "UGHHH!

King dropped down again, clutching his side as he tries to roll away towards to the ropes so he could hope reaching with one hand and get himself up as he could. The damn woman just messing him up right now and he could hear, from the distance close by, people laughing at him, couldnt help but to turn his head at them and roar out loud. "GRRRRRRRRRRRR!"

Landing hit after hit on his side, Heather was doing quite well to start the match off. She grinned wide as she slammed her boot into his ribs, hearing his painful reaction. She nod her head a little as he went to the ropes, Heather giving him the space that he needed. She crouched just a bit, taking a few deep breaths as she watched him using the ropes to get himself up, narrowing her eyes to focus.

She watched as he turned his head to members in the crowd, picking that chance right for her. She rushed at him again, leaping up while he was against the ropes. She pulled her knee up, aiming to slam it right into his chin through the mask and push him against the ropes.

King was recovering from the kick and now getting distracted cause of the humiliation by the stupid blonde.... errr, purple haired Heather for doing this to him, even the crowd laughing at him that he normally doesnt get bothered by this, but now it is and he is distracted by them allowing his opponent to come in and sneak a hard knee to his jaw. "AUGH!"

King fell on his back and slowly rolling out of the ring to put his feet on the outside floors, resting his forearm on the apron as he holding his chin from the pain where she knee him. That Heather, can see shes no jobber what he assume at first, but, doesnt mean he can make her one at the end of the night where he plans on defeating her, if he can do something about it right now! "Gahhhh damnit!"

Heather yelled out after slamming her knee into his chin, hopping off as she raised her hand in the air, getting the crowd behind her. She was just pumping with adrenaline, the rush of the whole thing flowing throw her as she turned herself around. She eyed King as he had rolled out of the ring, not about to just let him get away and get some rest.

She rushed to the other edge of the ring, bouncing off the ropes before heading back towards him. She gripped the ropes, jumping up as if she was going to leap over them, trying to fake him out and just keeping her grip on the rope, coming back down and sliding on her back, aiming to slam a baseball slide into him, trying to kick him with both her boots and join him on the outside.

King is starting to lean on the edge of his mind, just borderline enough that he is just getting more pissed off but eventually he knows that his anger will snap at any moment if this humiliation continues to mess him up. He can tell the shadow of Heather nearby as he looks up at her and can see shes about to vault herself right over the ropes to come down at King. Instinctively he would bring his hands up so he can catches Heather and do whatever he can to get his first smack on her ass, but she didnt come down on him.

Instead, with his arms and hands up, he was left wide over for her to boots him in the chest that send him flying backward into the metal guardrail hitting his back. "Ugh!" Now leaning against the guardrail, panting as he slowly looking up at Heather and if she could see his true eyes, he is furious. "Grrr.... huff.... you're gonna regret this.... huff.....grrrrr...."

Heather slid outside of the ring with him right after hitting that kick. She wasted no time in immediately reaching under the ring apron, pulling out a kendo stick from underneath. An almost wicked grin came upon her face as she gripped the weapon tightly, nodding her head. She heard those words, shrugging a bit as he said them, doing her best to not let his actions or what he was saying get to her or distract her.

"Mnhh we'll see" She simply said, double stepping into him as she swung as hard as she could with the kendo stick. She tried to smack it hard into his gut, attempting to get him to double over in pain.

King already feeling heavy due to getting his ass kicked around so much, he can only take very short recovery against the guard rail while his opponent going under the apron looking for a weapon, typical. Heather pulls out the kendo stick and looking to whip King into bad shape, he slightly shakes his head not wanting to get hit by one of those.

Just when Heather coming in to go for the swing aiming for his body, King had enough getting hit by her so many times right now, got to do something! Reaching out his hand to block and catch her kendo stick even its gonna hurt his hand. **Ngh!** which gives him a chance to reach out his other hand grabbing the back of her hair and pull her in as he snap forward using his own thick skull aiming to headbutt right to her forehead. "Hurgh!"