Killer King vs Isabella Vixen (For Jira626)

Standard Match
Win by Submission or Pin.

Killer King is ready for another match in searching for another victim to add to his 'hit list', he got ready in his locker room and heard his next opponent is new to the league, he'll welcome her with a good hard and rough beating. "Hahaha! This is gonna be great!" Talking to himself in his locker room where nobody around to hear it but he doesnt care, he knows he'll get his win over her for sure.

Changing to his usual attire- Black boots, trunks, wrist guards, and his scary black leopard mask, adjusting all his attire before leaving the room and heading out to the arena, his music start playing before making his appearance, roaring out to the crowd which its a mix of boos and cheers, mostly boos of how horrible a human, or animal he really is the way he treated his female opponents, charging down to the ramp and running up to the ring, sliding under the bottom ropes and hops up to his feet and walking over to the turnbuckle to climb up and raising his arms to once again roaring to the crowd, he doesnt care for them at all, all it matters for him is to defeat his next victim, jumping off the turnbuckle and turn his back to rest against the corner, waiting to see how good this new girl looks.

When Isabella arrived to the arena, several staff members were waiting for her. The quickly escorted her to the locker room and told her to get dressed for her match was next. Unable to get any information about her match, Isabella was getting nervous as she started to change into her rather skimpy outfit, possibly the tiniest bikini could legally wear out in public. When she exited the locker room, she was once again grabbed by the arm and lead to the curtain for her entrance. She asked whom she was taking on and was told it was Killer King.

The staff radioed up to the production truck stating Isabella was in place, leaving her alone waiting for her entrance music to hit. Isabella didnâ€t know anything about any of the other wrestlers here, so didnâ€t know what to expect. She did chuckle to herself though at the name Killer King though, figured they matched her against someone tough sounding to make her seem legit wrestler.

The first few notes of Christina Agulariaâ€s “Fighter” had started, as Isabella started to psych herself up. When the guitar kicked in, she pulled the curtain back looked out into the crowd and ran to the ring before nerves got the best of her. She slid right into the right, looking over her opponent from the boots on up. Getting to her feet, she giggled a bit seeing his headwear.

As the ring announcer was finishing ring introductions, Isabella leaned over whispering to King, “Hey I didnâ€t get the rundown of how the match is going to go. So you know the finish or we just improv?”

King looking down at the entrance of the arena after his music finished playing, his opponent making her appearances and the music playing which he was disgusted but then again, he hates everyone and doesnt care who they are but he was very glad to see someone wearing very skimpy outfit, very tiny bikini that barely cover and or even holding to her private parts, he chuckles and grinning hidden under his mask as she entering the ring with him.

He could tell shes giggling at him probably his appearances, a man with a black leopard mask which it didnt bother him but soon she'll fear him and suffer for just bluntly amuse by his looks, the ring announcer finished his long ass introductions to both wrestlers which King couldnt wait to beat this girl up, she whispered to him as he raise his eyebrow and reply. "You dont know? Its easy, IM gonna finish you off and improved my winning, kicking some asses like you!" Laughing at his responds to her, moving back a bit to his corner before the bell rings to begin the match.

He steps out with his hands up, leering at the fine sexy girl thats up against the Killer King, he didnt hesitate on waiting so he rushes toward to the girl name Isabella, trying to get his arms around her waist go slide behind her and hopefully get his arm around her neck from the side to tighten and jerking down against his hard body into a side headlock. "Grrrr!"

Isabella listened to the reply that King gave to her question. She thought his answer was for the audience at home, for she noticed the camera crew circling the ring figuring the microphone picked up their conversation, not realizing the situation she was in. Wanting to put on a good performance for her first match, Isabella yelled from her corner. “Iâ€m going to kick that big pussy ass of yours.”

Isabella knew that sounded cheesy the second it left her mouth, but now wasnâ€t time to get distracted by silly distractions. She didnâ€t have time to think for after the bell rang, she felt the wind knock out of her as King charged and grabbed her. Getting her into a side headlock, feeling the pressure squeeze around her neck. She was getting slightly annoyed with him at the moment.

“Hey, youâ€re squeezing too hard, lighten up a bit. I can barely breathe.”

She tried giving him a few light elbows, as taught by her husband, and King should let go. At least that plan anyways.

King stares at this newcomer Isabella, another hot babe entering the league and facing Killer King, she yelled something so damn cheese which it kind of irritates him but he'll shut her up soon enough and he'll have some fun messed her up all over the ring, once the bell rings for the match to start the match he quickly lunge at her to grab hold of her and sliding in her head under his arm into a side headlock, jerking her head and squeezing around it.

"Like that?!" Laughing as he mocks her when she complains about the hold too tight and she needed to breathe, he refuses to let go and wanted to humiliate her and show whos boss in the ring and whos the better sex as well, but what she was able to do while trapped in his side headlock, she send out few light elbows to his hard body which he grunts from the blows, exhaling out in a bit of anger like a mad animal, letting her go to release her in front of her and whether shes facing him or away, he'll quickly tries to rush at her to blindside clothesline aiming at her neck. "Rahhhh!"

Isabella was ecstatic that he got the clue to release the hold to let the flow of the match continue. What was startling to her was how much he was getting into the lion or tiger character he was portraying. His acting was too good, which scared her but also impressed her greatly. She heard of how some wrestlers go great lengths to stay in character the entire time which she was hoping to master the art of soon as well.

Barely able to get her breath back when she noticed him charging once more. Going on pure instinct from her make shift training, she drops down attempting a drop toehold and attempts to lock in an STF. “I get it, youâ€re a scary tiger or jaguar, but do you really need to growl the entire time? And take it easy, itâ€s only my first match.”

King was not too happy when he had to release her from the hold after she manage to strikes him in the stomach with her elbow, he lets her go and she gets in front of him which he wanted to take her down and show how rough this match could be as he rushes at her going for his blindside clothesline but he was caught by surprise when she ducks down and tripping him to the mat and felt his leg getting folded over and shes trying to apply some sort of hold on him.

"Grrrr heh, you'll get really scared once you know what Im gonna do to you! And no! I will not go easy on you, no mercy for everyone!"

King keeping his hands down while trying to crawl toward to the ropes while shes going to apply her submission hold onto him, tho he didnt want to and try to reach for the ropes but if he was unable to, in desperation he'll use his hands to push down onto the mat and swing his head back, hoping to back headbutt her forehead to release him. "Rahh!"

Isabella had the STF locked in tight, appling what pressure she could to his neck as she continued to tug back. She was starting to question this guy's professionalism. He wasn't making an effort to communicate with her, to plan out their match for maxinum entertainment of the fans. This guyy was just a straight up psychopath.

Then an idea came to her, was this a shoot? Was this a test to see how tough she was to see the amount of punishment she could handle?. Her train of thought was interupted by several headbutts connecting with her face, forcing her to let go. She got to her feet, wiping the sweat off her forehead with her gloved hand. "So you want to shoot, I'll give you a shoot."

She was waiting for him to get up, croutched down in postion to attempt to spear his ass, hoping to get on top of him in order to lay a few punches to his face, wondering if would even feel them though such a mask.

While keep was struggling into her STF hold and felt his neck pulling back but he didnt want to respond in a way she wanted but instead he manage to headbutt her using the back of his head into her face so she'll releases him from the pain, he was a bit confused when she said about a shoot, or maybe shes confused of whats really going on here, either way, he'll show her how this professional wrestling his way!

He slowly pushing himself up while rubbing the back of his neck from her early STF hold, growling under his mask that he would love to take her down in the most painful way possible, course all Heel wrestler would love to do that to anyone, they're not in the 'good side' anyway, once he got up to his feet and seeing this girl Isabella comes charging at him for the spear. Hopefully he could quickly jump forward to kick out his right foot aiming for her face to intercept but if she was too quick and spear him, he'll try to pull her head under his arm to fall back at the same time getting spear to DDT her head onto the mat before she would attempt to mount on him to pound his black leopard cover face. "Raaawhhh!"

This match was getting intense, more intense she thought it would be. She knew a match would take a toll on her body, but since punches weren't being pulled they were making more of an impact on her. She was starting to wonder if she was tough enough for this sport.

She then started to hear the roar of the crowd start to get behind her, starting to cheer her on, having won them over from being unkown at start of the match. They really seemed to hate King to have quickly rally behind her. Filled with this energy she charged with her spear, but ends up getting caught and ends up eating canvass, in a DDT.