A Showdown Between Jobbers (Elliot Hayes vs Kazuhiro Hawkins)

Elliot winced on the ground as Kazuhiro voiced his contempt for him, the fire still burning across his upper body. His eyes swam back into focus to see his foe standing over him, an outstretched hand reaching down to snag Elliot's outfit to hoist him up. The hero didn't offer resistance, only making feeble sounds as Kazuhiro leaned in and sneered right into his face.

His tirade made Elliot clench his fists, before the pretty boy dropped the hero back to the canvas. His vision was obscured as Kazuhiro laid his foot on Elliot's face, and began to dig it in! "Mmmmmff!!" The hero tried to protest as he felt his face being squashed under Kazuhiro's boot, but the only sounds that could be made out under his foe's heel were pained muffles.

The pretty boy's words from earlier rang over and over in the spandex-clad male's mind. Elliot's fingers twitched, and then slowly, his arms raised up and grabbed hold of Kazuhiro's foot. With enormous effort, Elliot managed to raise the boot just inches from his feet, gritting his teeth with his eyes ablaze. "False...hope? Only...villains...dispense that!" He retorted as his grip on his opponent's foot shook. "Heroes...are everywhere...! In every...corner...of the world!" With his final word yelled out, he'd attempt to throw Kazuhiro's foot back in defiance, hopefully causing his opponent to stumble.

Kazuhiro placed his hands on his hips and sighed, rolling his eyes for the audience as he dug that heel into Elliot's face. Maybe he ought to just go for a pin just like this? Would it even count? He doubted the wanna-be hero was really strong enough or smart enough or tough enough to mount a real counter-offensive. He was currently enjoying the villain shtick, but how long till that novelty wore off?

Not for a while, if Elliot kept pushing the hero envelope like he was. Slowly but surely, with trembling effort, did Elliot start to raise Kazuhiro's foot from his face. Somewhat surprised, somewhat annoyed, Kazuhiro redoubled his efforts to push his foot down, but it was not enough. With a mighty shove Elliot freed himself and managed to make Kazuhiro stumble backwards and nearly fall to his feet.

"I think you're the one who's gonna need a hero before this match is done" he scoffed as he recovered his balance and stood up straight once more. Elliot had precious little time to get back to his feet, and this 'villain' wasn't planning on giving him any time to breathe. He threw himself backwards into the ropes to pick himself up some speed, and then raced across the ring to hopefully drive his boot right into the man's chin.

Success! He'd managed to send Kazuhiro stumbling back, and despite the pain, Elliot knew his opponent wasn't going to allow him more than a few seconds to scramble back to his feet. Clenching his teeth through the pain, Elliot began to steadily force himself up despite the protest of his body from the damage Kazuhiro had already done. Heroes wouldn't be worth their salt if they couldn't take a few hits, right?!

His head moved up to see the pretty boy sprinting across the ring towards him. Kazuhiro's leg launched up and Elliot saw the sole of his opponent's foot fly forth to crash into his chin. The surprise on the boy's face quickly flickered into one of vigour as he threw up his arms, his hands intercepting his foe's foot by the ankle, which came inches from his face. Kazuhiro would feel his boot shake from Elliot's grip as the hero issued a smirk to his foe.

"So you think heroes give false hope to people, do ya? We'll see if you feel there's anything false about this!" The man yelled as he swung Kazuhiro's leg away, aiming to swing his foe around enough that he would be facing his back. Even partly would achieve Elliot's goal, as he would pounce forward to lock his arms around his opponent's waist from behind. Putting all of his strength into it and hoping Kazuhiro would be taken by surprise, the Red Sparrow hefted the other man into the air off his feet, holding up him up briefly as Elliot bent his knee forward. "IKUZE!!!" His cry would be followed by him trying to slam his opponent down upon his knee, hopefully nailing his tailbone directly!

Kazuhiro was quite surprised when the lowly hero sprung back to life and managed to intercept his leg before he could strike. He was deflected way to the side and he landed in a lunged crouch, temporarily out good position to recover in a timely manner. The crafty hero was smart to pounce on him in that moment, as Kazu was unable to free himself immediately.

"Faa---!" he began to shout as those tiny arms began to squeeze and lift up. That little shit was actually strong enough to lift him? His disbelief was short-lived, with another shout of Japanese the hero-boy slammed Kazuhiro down onto his knee. It was the "villain"'s turn to shout obscenities as the bony knee rammed into his tailbone and he bounced to the mat.

"What kind of fucking hero tries to sodomize someone with their kneecap?" Kazuhiro howled in pain as he grabbed at his ass. Rolling away for space had never hurt quite so much.

Looks like the tables had finally turned! Elliot could only smirk at Kazuhiro's surprise as he slammed his opponent down onto his knee, the other man bouncing to the canvas and not even making an attempt to hide his pain. Elliot dusted his hero gear - which was tearing slightly in several spots due to Kazuhiro's rough treatment of him. Yet he placed his hands boldly on his hips, laughing at the sight of his foe. "Ha ha ha! Guess you weren't prepared for the consequences of doubting justice, you fiend!"

Elliot hopped onto one leg, striking a Z pose with his arms while wobbling slightly. His face fell at Kazuhiro's next words, the man still rolling about on the mat. "Wait. Are you saying my tactic was villainous?" The hero's eyebrows tightened as his fingers itched from impulses of fury. "How dare you! I'd never stoop to such levels!" His temper rarely boiled over, but Kazuhiro had really turned up the heat in Elliot with that remark.

He was bolting towards his fallen foe before he'd even registered it, eager to build upon the hopeful momentum of his comeback! Elliot dropped down and mounted Kazuhiro's chest as the villain rolled, crossing his arms over his head in an X formation. "Sorry to break this to you, but you won't be able to hide your evil nature behind such a pretty face after this!"

The hero's eyes burned in fury as he broke the pose and swung his arms down either side in clenched fists, bellowing to the skylights. "Let this evildoer be punished by the heaven's wrath! JUSTIIIIIIICE RAIIIIIIIN!!!" Elliot would continue yelling as he began to rain his fists down upon Kazuhiro's face. He didn't even grab it for leverage - his anger at his heroic nature being questioned even the slightest only made him interested in pounding the pretty boy's mug anywhere he could reach, as much as possible!

Kazuhiro was none too worried over Elliot's righteous fury, the fading pain in his backside was much more a pertinent feeling. The pain was currently fading to a dull ache and was quickly being replaced by fresh desire for revenge. As he was pulling up to his feet, the absurd hero charged him and tackled him back to the ground. Now sitting upon his chest, Elliot posed very seriously and began screaming about punishing evil with heavens wrath. What a joke.

Kazuhiro narrowed his eyes with disdain. He wasn't just gonna sit there and let the idiot pummel him silly. Oh no, the villain's arms shot up and grabbed Elliot's collar and scarf. He yanked down harshly to the side, throwing Elliot off of him and managing to tear a fistful of the suit with him. [color:7942=purple"Ha-ha? Are you kidding me? Your suit is a piece of shit!" he laughed incredulously as he tossed the fabric piece aside like a piece of trash.

As Kazuhiro got up again, he went for Elliot's scarf to pull the man to his feet, and then whipped him towards the corner. Who knows how long that scarf was gonna last, Elliot's suit looked like it was on its death bed. "They just dont make Heavens Wrath like they used to, do they?" he called out after him.

Kazuhiro didn't run after him, he just stalked forward with an incredible animosity and intensity to him. He cranked a fist back and then let it fly, going straight for the man's gut to soften him up.

Some of this! And that! Elliot continued to punch away at Kazuhiro's face, until the man under him rocketed his arms up to seize hold of both the hero's collar and scarf. "Eh?" The brief confusion at his foe's action was all Kazuhuro needed to tug Elliot down ruthlessly towards the canvas. "Aaah!" His cry was accompanied with an awful tearing sound as he suddenly felt air move against his chest and gut - where his opponent had successfully ripped part of his suit away!

Elliot flushed pink as Kazuhiro ridiculed his suit, rips and seams splitting in several spots by this point. The harsh treatment by his foe certainly didn't help the state of his outfit, and he didn't seem eager to grant Elliot any mercy. He dragged the hero to his feet by his very scarf, and swung the boy back as Elliot saw the corner ahead of him. "N-No, don't...!"

His plea fell on deaf ears as Kazuhiro whipped him towards the turnbuckle. Elliot's back slammed into the object and the hero cried out. He sucked air between his teeth to try and handle the agony as he glanced up with one eye, the other tightened in pain. His opponent was pacing over to him at his leisure, abhorrence and hostility clear through his body language.

Kazuhiro drew the fist back, causing Elliot's other eye to open as both widened. He tried to will his body to move, but it was tough to encourage any limb to obey him, and so Kazuhiro's knuckles buried themselves into Elliot's now-exposed gut. He did his best to prepare for the move, but his stomach caved against his opponent's fist and a burst of air erupted from his lungs. "Hrrk!!" His eyes bulged briefly before weakening as his eyelids fell. Elliot felt himself vaguely begin to sag in the corner, his arms draped over the ropes and his legs kneeling slightly, as he remained at Kazuhiro's merciless nature. The only sound he made now were a feeble groan.

That was more like it, Kazuhiro was back to thrashing the idiot for being an idiot. As Elliot sagged in the corner, Kazu grabbed a fistful of his hair and yanked his face up. "Would you prefer that I break your body or your spirit first? Oh wait, I don't give a shit" he taunted with a laugh as he backhanded the blondie with his free hand.

He'd pull Elliot up and align him with the turnbuckle so that he could roughly place his palm under the man's chin. He'd push Elliot's head up and backwards at a painful angle, thereby exposing the hero's gut and making it ripe for another sucker gut punch. Only this time, Kazuhiro's fist would come in low and nail Elliot in the balls. He snickered as Elliot would fall to the ground, feigning innocence to the ref's immediate warning.

Kazuhiro was again grinning wickedly as the referee backed off and he was free to start torturing the stupid hero again. He'd grab Elliot's legs and raise them up over the top rope and then tuck his ankles behind each other to securely fasten his Tree of Woe.

"Time to ruin that stupid face!" Kazuhiro growled as he started to grind the bottom of his boot on Elliot's cheek, nose, and mouth.

Elliot's vision was twisted up to face the smug Kazuhiro, the hero merely staring back with half-lidded eyes, trying to regain his senses. His opponent took his pleasant time mocking him with a derogatory laugh, which was only emphasised with a harsh backhand directly across Elliot's face. The boy yelped from the impact as his head whipped back, a large pink mark upon his cheek from where Kazuhiro had stuck him. As much as it stung, the hero had to admit it did help somewhat in waking him up.

Kazuhiro yanked his head skyward with a hand to Elliot's chin as he readjusted him on the turnbuckle. The fire in the hero's eyes has been replaced with an increasing fear as he knew he couldn't evade whatever set up Kazuhiro was planning for. He was expecting him to work on his gut further no doubt, soften the hero up further-

The sound of a shrill bell echoed throughout his now blank mind as his eyes glazed over in agony. Kazuhiro had gone for one of the dirtiest tricks in the history of wrestling, and so Elliot felt his legs buckle from the sharp sting his opponent had delivered him...in that...most sensitive...of areas... "G...gh...ngh..." He spluttered as he fell to the canvas in a heap, clutching at his balls and curling his body slightly.

It was a testament to the cruel and wicked personality of his opponent. Kazuhiro already had the hero on the ropes quite literally, he didn't need to land a low blow to turn the tables around in his favour. He'd done it simply out of malice to the hero, and was now chuckling in delight at Elliot's fallen form. Elliot remained on the canvas for a bit, until he felt someone snatch at his legs. Confused, he glanced up to see Kazuhiro dragging and draping them over the top rope, securely fastening his ankles.

Elliot began to panic, trying to free himself with some of his fiery resistance returning, but Kazuhiro had made sure the hero was well and truly powerless to escape. Now upside down, Elliot could only hang there helplessly while his opponent ominously held his boot over his face, before beginning to grind it against the hero's face!

"Mmmfh!!" Elliot floundered about desperately under Kazuhiro's heel, the villain making sure to apply as much pressure as possible. It was enough to form painful pink marks over Elliot's face from his heel. And furthermore, the seams along the legs of the hero's outfit was beginning to tear from being stretched over the top rope. The costume wouldn't last much longer at this rate. And worst of all? Elliot could only lay there at Kazuhiro's mercy, because it was his foe who would decide in this situation when to release the hero...if he ever did.

"Whatsamatter hero? You're not so talkative anymore" Kazuhiro taunted as he continued to stomp his heel into Elliot's chest and abdomen. It was quite the rush of adrenaline to be so utterly in charge of the match, and to think he was getting paid for this shit? Just delightful! He delivered a swift kick to the side of Elliot's head with a sense of finality, backing away with hands on his hips and letting his breathing settle down from his assault.

"Where's your hope? Where's your justice? Your sense of *snickers* pride?" Kazuhiro threw back his head and laughed loudly to a mixture of audience reactions. To drive home his point further, he took several steps back and then locked his eyes in on Elliot's hanging "corpse". With a yell Kazuhiro charged across the ring and launched himself into the air with a dropkick powerful enough to knock Elliot's legs free of the ropes and send him tumbling to the mat.

Kazu got to his knees and yanked on the tattered remnants of Elliot's suit to get him into an easily accessible spot with room to pin. He'd slip an elbow under Elliot's knee and leaned back to start a pin. "You're fucking toast, loser" he scoffed with absolute contempt.