Johnny Higurashi Vs. Dark Angel

Johnny heard the girl let out a cry of pain as he slammed her painfully down across his knee. Something about her shriek was familiar but he just couldn't place it. Maybe because it was so short? Maybe because he could never get used to hearing a girl scream like that. Even the times when he had been so angry that he wanted to make the noises come out, he still never truly relished it.

Still, he knew what he had to do. A best two out of three match was long and grueling and yet, it seemed like this girl just wasn't cut out for in-ring competition. Maybe that was why she wore the mask? To hide her embarrassment if she had a poor showing. He knew that a lot of short term pain might be best for the girl to save her some sort of long term, serious injury. He pushed against her chin and moved his other hand up and clutched her thigh, pushing down to painfully bend her over his knee and stretch out her back while she tried to paw futily at him.

"Please...' He said as he looked down at her. "It'd be better ta just give up. I don't think that wrestlin is your callin." He pleaded, hoping that she would understand that losing some face now would be better in the long run.

Angel felt her back stretch painfully. Her spine was being folded and she couldn't help but groan out in pain. He was pushing down on her from each side and it was hurting immensely. This wasn't Angel's ideal start against Johnny. Going in she knew she had to do something different to beat him. Already, he had won two matches over her, and she wasn't too excited about him making it three. But she had never expected Johnny to be so much stronger. His suggestion to give up did make her think about it, at least she had one fall to give and still could win the match.

But the way Johnny asked her sparked that fire in her yet again. He always tried to play the nice guy out of these things. He always pretended like he cared for his opponent as if he was doing them a favor by beating them. But Angel wasn't falling for that trick again. She learned the hard way who he really was. And saying wrestling wasn't her calling ticked her off even moreso. As much as her back hurt, she couldn't let him say that and get away with it. Angel looked up at him while breathing really fast. She reached up and tried to rake across Johnny's eyes. "SHUT UP!" she shrieked as she did so.

Johnny felt her try and struggle but thought maybe his words had gotten through to her. He had hoped. Even as his hand gripped her taut thigh. She was clearly in shape but Johnny was exceptionally strong and their size difference was easily measured.

He was sure she had no escape as she lifted her hand up but when the sharp nails dug into his eyes. They instantly watered and he dropped her to pull his hands up and rub them, falling backwards onto his butt.

"Gaaaah!" He shouted. He heard her words and his ear twitched but the blinding pain had been too much for him to even begin to try and recognize the voice beyond another odd sense of familiarity. The ref came in to warn Talia. An eye gouge was illegal and if she pulled another dirty move, then she'd be disqualified for one fall. In Johnny's mind, he thought that maybe if she did it once, she'd do it again, but as he tried to scrub the burning sensation off his eyes, he didn't even have the wherewithal to do anything about it.

As Angel's nails came across Johnny's face, the girl was released and she rolled to her knees. Had her back not hurt so much, she would've felt satisfaction in hurting Johnny. For now though, she was relieved enough to just be released with having to embarrassingly submit within a couple minutes of the match's start. "Whatever..." she muttered to the ref girl. Even though it would count as a fall if she was disqualified, she really didn't care. That'd be far less humiliating than being forced to tap out so early.

She forced herself to her feet and turned to see Johnny sitting down. Even though she didn't have a full breath, her anger was fuel enough to do something offensively. She ran as fast as she could go in the two steps between them then leaped down at Johnny feet first in a makeshift dropkick aimed at his upper body. "Lay down!" she'd yell as she got airborne.

Johnny shook the tears away and began to blink, the hot arena lights flooding into his vision after the tears washed away. He was pissed off now. That girl had pulled a dirty little trick and he wasn't going to be nice about things anymore. He was snapped to attention when he heard the voice. The sharp word was familiar but he really couldn't place it. That moment of wonder left him vulnerable to the short kick which he was only able to get a hand up to partially deflect it as he let out a gasp and flopped backward onto the canvas, rubbing his chest where her foot had hit.

"Shit..."

As Angel's feet connected with Johnny's chest, she twisted her body so she landed on her side. This was something she had trained herself to do to allow her to quickly get back to her feet. But for this moment, she took several breaths before doing so. It wasn't normal for her to be out of breath so fast...but she also hadn't had to have her back smashed onto a knee like just a moment before. When she finally got to her feet, Angel walked over to Johnny and tried to stomp down on his abdomen several times. Her creativity wasn't really with her just yet, but she wanted to keep him down. "Just stay down you fucker..." she'd yell in a lower tone to hide her voice from him.

Johnny wasn't ready for Talia's attack if it came quickly, but as his head rolled to the side, and he caught a glimpse of her tightly clad ass as she was left to catch her breath. He knew he had to do something and quick but she hopped up. He heard her yell and his eyes widened as she loomed over him. He could hear the difference in her voice. It was obvious to him she was trying to change it. But, why? As she jammed her boot down, Johnny let out a grunt. His eyes shut but he tried to pull his hands up and grab the leg and hold it firmly in place so she couldn't keep stomping down on him.

Angel continued to stomp at Johnny until he reached up and caught her leg. "Woah!" she yelled before tripping backwards and to the mat. The girl had gotten too carried away with the attack to realize how off balance she really was. As she landed onto the mat, she looked down at her feet where Johnny had grabbed hold of her. She kicked at him with her free leg to try and force him to release her. "Let go of me you prick!" she yelled with that same altered voice. Even when she was in pain, the girl had learned to mask her voice. Hopefully, she wouldn't have to test that skill too much more.

Johnny watched as she managed to topple Dark Angel over. Good. He couldn't let the girl gain any momentum and on the ground was right where he wanted to put her. He grimaced as she kicked him, but that just encouraged him to keep a tighter hold on the girl. Her foot crashing into his hip was more of a nuisance for now. What he was hoping for was to swing his own leg around and trap Dark Angel's leg between his own so he could give her foot a good yank and get her into a painful ankle lock!

Angel tried her best to kick herself free but Johnny was too resilient to release her. She saw him flip his leg over hers and a sudden surge of pain made her stop kicking. "Aaahhh!" she screamed as Johnny twisted her ankle while it was trapped. There wasn't any room to kick at him, but she kept trying to out of desperation. She tried to tilt her ankle opposite the pressure but Johnny's grip was really solid. The referee girl asked her if she submitted but she angrily waved the girl away. "NO!" she shrieked. She planted her forearms on the mat and tried to pull her way towards the ropes. Johnny weighed a lot more than her, and most of her strength was in her now trapped legs. Regardless, she had to escape the pain, and this was the only way she could see.