Hero And King Clash! (Elliot Hayes Vs Kamo Ryusaki)

As Kamo made his leap over the ropes, the dominant wrestler would be rewarded with the panicked look on his opponent's face. Elliot gave a yelp as Kamo landed directly on his gut. The move had little finesse to it - the king had simply used his pure strength to slam himself down on top of the hero. Elliot was left to groan while his villainous foe rose up...but then decided to take Elliot with him, seizing hold of his hair and pulling him up.

Elliot was still stunned from the brutal bodyslam, meaning he had little hope of wrenching himself free from Kamo's grip. The king had an easy time tossing him towards the dividers. The hero's initial cry fell silent as his face crashed into steel, with enough force to send the divider toppling over. Fans were quick enough to scramble back, leaving Elliot on top of the divider. The exposed part of his face revealed a bruised cheek with some swelling, and his one exposed eye glazed over with understandable pain and shock. He needed a moment before he'd make an attempt to stand up...if Kamo would even grant him that mercy.

Kamo didn't need grace for this; he looked amazing no matter what he did, no matter how he handled it. So he didn't care much about the finesse shown when he executed it. He knew that Elliot was just going to end up beaten up, and he was gonna have fun with it along the way. So he moved fluidly and proudly, giving him a grin as he slammed him into the divider and then watched as he flipped over. The grin just burst into a loud laugh.

"Ha! Oh fuck! You're like a little ragdoll," he commented, walking over and pushing the divider out of the way. He moved down to grab Elliot once more, this time grabbing him by the back of his clothing -- but he was purposefully moving to rip the clothes off of him! He let out a bark of laughter, shaking his head as he moved up, onto the chair. That way, he would be able to jump backward in a mini splash, straight onto the "hero"!

The smug laugh of his opponent rang in his ears almost as hard as the pain of the impact. He felt Kamo seize hold of the back of his outfit...which tore away almost seamlessly in the hands of the King, leaving his back and chest exposed! Elliot flushed a light pink with embarrassment as he was left discard back on the ground. But that look soon wiped away, replaced by defiance and anger at his opponent.

His senses were returning, but his limbs were far from willing to co-operate right now. Even as Kamo ascended the chair and cast a shadow over him, Elliot managed to raise his head enough to glower at the villain. "Tch...how can you call yourself a king when you act like a thug...?" The shadow loomed and suddenly grew as Kamo made his leap, slamming down on his victim. "Mmff!!" Even muffled against the ground under the king, the sound of distress and pain from the splash was still clear. And even worse? Until Kamo decided to shift off him, Elliot was effectively pinned down. The Red Sparrow had been grounded, left at the mercy of his opponent.

Kamo snorted at the comment that preceded his splash, not even bothering to respond to it -- yet. He never let someone else have the last word, not if he could do anything about it. He pinned the man down with his body, even going so far as to hike his leg up in order to start the official count! But as the referee shouted out "TWO", he let go suddenly, hands suddenly darting up to grab Elliot by the hair -- and slam his head against the concrete. "How can I? Because this is my domain, and you are barely even worth my time," he replied. "Yet, you insist on shoving yourself in and trying to best me. This is punishment, for ever daring to think that you could beat me. Not even if your life depended on it."

The King stood up, pulling Elliot up with him. "Come. You're not going to be in the clear until I let you." With that, he bent over and moved to hoist the hero up and onto his shoulders in a fireman's carry, that way he could walk over to the ramp and move up, very clearly moving for the locker room. He assumed that the blow that Elliot had just taken to his head would be enough for him to get the Red Sparrow to where he wanted to set him up, but if he wasn't, Kamo would be glad to show him why Elliot should have just played possum.

The King had planted himself down with authority, securing Elliot's leg to even make a pin attempt. And with his body hurting from that splash, the younger male didn't have much chance of breaking free. His opponent's more muscular frame in comparison only made things more difficult. The hero was about to make a serious attempt to throw Kamo off when his opponent instead let go of him.

"Bwah?" The confused Elliot had only a second to process what had just happened before the King seized him by the head and struck his head hard against the concrete. "Ugh!!" The hero's vision spun as the villain taunted him from above, laying out his supposed superiority compared to Elliot. Dazed as he was, Elliot still felt anger at what he said. This tyrant had no claim whatsoever to the ring!

He was powerless to resist against the sneering Kamo, who pulled him up and hoisted Elliot onto his shoulders. The King began to march up the ramp, heading out of the arena with his captive. The act itself managed to spur some determination back into the hero. "H-Hey! Where do you think you're taking me, you fiend?!" Elliot demanded. His legs would begin to flail as his fists pounded against Kamo's back, but his opponent seemed indifferent to his struggling. Making a desperate bid for freedom, Elliot tried to hook his arm around the King's neck as they reached the top of the ramp. His ideal follow up was to pry his body free so he could swing himself round, and if he was successful, bring his foe's back down onto the ground!

"I'm going to take you out back, put you down like the dog that you are," Kamo replied simply as Elliot asked him where he was being taken, shaking his head to himself. "You don't deserve to be in a ring, heeeeroooo." He called him that as mockingly as he possibly could -- but that seemed to have taken the cake. Suddenly, Elliot's hapless hammering managed to turn into an actual move, as he swung around Kamo and practically chokeslammed him onto the top of the ramp! The blond looked stunned by the attack, but he moved quickly, rolling back up into a crouch.

"See, this is why I'm going to humiliate you," he snarled. "You don't have a fuckin' clue who you're messing with." With that, he rushed forward, ducking low and trying to pick the Red Sparrow up by his upper legs, using the momentum to propel the two of them forward. From there, he would keep moving, before slamming the other man against the corner of one of the large signs from the entrance ramp!

He grabbed for Elliot's head and gripped his face in his hand, snarling softly. "You're gonna be lucky if you even remember your fuckin' name when I'm down with you." With that, he moved to slam his head back into the sign once, twice, three times, before moving to toss him through the entrance to backstage.

His desperation actually paid off - the execution was extremely rough, but Elliot managed to slam the King down onto the ramp! He slid off his foe's shoulders and rolled away. Ha! Didn't Kamo realise? The moments when you should most fear a hero is when they've got their back up against the wall!

On all fours like the very dog Kamo treated him as, Elliot began to slowly get to his feet. He was still recovering from the King's brutal treatment of him so far, but Kamo was now the one down and at his mercy!...Or so he thought. His opponent's voice reached his ears as a confused Elliot turned in time to see Kamo stampede towards him like a bull. The King launched forward to hoist him up by his legs, rushing forward with him! "N-No...!"

His back crashed against a sign, wedged between the object and his foe's more muscular frame. The wind exploded out of Elliot's lungs as his back and ribs seared like they were on fire, and the crowd let loose a "Ooooh!!" It was every bit as painful as it looked. Elliot's head slumped forward until Kamo forced him to stare into his snarling face. The hero felt his skin turn cold with fear - it was like being faced down by a wolf.

Kamo proceeded to ram the male's head into the sign, each impact sending stars into Elliot's vision. The hero cried out helplessly with every slam, and on the third his head felt as if it was spinning. And then, with that daunting strength of his, Kamo threw him forward into the backstage area as if he were mere trash! Elliot stumbled onto all fours again, his body shaking as he tried to recover...

Watching Elliot in this match was honestly just depressing. He kept opening his mouth to talk back to Kamo and rile him up, and Kamo just put more and more effort into not only making him hurt because of it, but he put more effort into making him humiliated from the situation. He just let out a small snicker as the Red Sparrow, with a huge chunk of the back of his outfit torn away (as well as his left sleeve), ended up on all fours, body trembling as he tried to recover. Kamo moved closer, looking down at him -- before sending a swift kick right into the man's ribs, trying to knock him over. So long as that succeeded, he would move and press his foot against the hero's neck, cutting off his air flow "I could kill you, y'know. And I could get away with it. It would be so, so easy. Do you know why?" His voice was low, menacing. "Because you're a nobody. And you always will be. In a month, the people here would forget about you."

But he released his foot from Elliot's neck, grabbing him by the hair once more. "But why would I do that? I haven't even shown you all of the fun things I'm going to do to you," he remarked, tugging him up onto his fours -- before picking the man up and sending him straight into and through the doors leading into the locker room. Kamo stalked through, looking about ready to pounce, like a lion, the king of the jungle, about to pounce on his prey.

His brief respite was interrupted by Kamo's foot swinging into his ribs, sending the wind out of him. Already breathless as he crumpled to the ground, the King's foot stomping down onto his neck only made it tougher for the hero to regain air. His cheek pressed against the ground, Elliot scrambled against the ground to try and escape as he became increasingly light-headed...but Kamo wasn't going to let him free.

And his foe's taunts only served to demoralise him further...but he couldn't give up! Giving in would mean allowing tyrants like Kamo the run of the ring for their sadistic pleasure, and a hero would never allow that! As Kamo picked him off the ground and sent him stumbling into a locker room, Elliot managed to keep on his feet this time. While Kamo advanced on him, the hero balled his fists. "No...you're wrong. I'm not a nobody. I'm a hero. And that alone proves I'll come out as the victor!"

Directly in front of him was a perfect tool for dispatching a foul evildoer like Kamo. A steel chair, to be precise. An idea whirling instantly into his head, the Red Sparrow immediately picked up the object and swung it into a folded position. Giving a brave shout, Elliot wheeled around and began to rush fearlessly towards Kamo, rearing the chair back to try and nail the King directly in the face with a load of steel!

Kamo snickered as Elliot kept fighting against his foot keeping him down, shaking his head in disappointment. Honestly, this is who he ended up going against? He could have had more fun elsewhere. No matter -- this kid kept rejecting the fact that he was already beaten, trying to get back to his feet and fight back. It was really sad. No matter, he would continue to knock him down as many times as needed. When they got into the locker room, the Red Sparrow not only managed to remain on his feet, but he even grabbed for a steel chair to hit him with. Kamo stared at him for a moment -- before moving to duck down, trying to get Elliot to trip over him and land right on his face.

So long as that worked out, he would reach down and grab for Elliot's ankle, beginning to drag him into the locker room, ignoring the chair for the moment. "Honestly. If you would just accept that you're nothing, and let me punish you for ever thinking otherwise, this entire ordeal will be over," he commented, sounding quite exasperated, as if wondering how dare Elliot fight back. He shook his head to himself, before he dropped the boy's leg and stepped up onto the bench.

From there, he moved to jump off, aiming to land his knees right into the Red Sparrow's gut -- really knock the air out of him! It was a risky move, because if Elliot recovered quickly, he would be able to move away and potentially shatter Kamo's kneecaps, but Kamo didn't give a shit.