Johnny Higurashi & Ninjette V. Killer King & Bree Tassilotte

Johnny collapsed against the mat when King let go of the submission. The pain was frozen on his face still and his arm snaked backwards in a futile attempt to rub away the ache in his spine.

He didn't know why King released the hold, Johnny was close to tapping. He didn't care though and looked up at Ninjette.

While King was lining up his next attack, Johnny tried to army crawl closer to his corner. Then the hammer came down with the hard elbow drop.

"Guaaaaaaah!!!"

It hit her like a brick in the face, all of the sudden - she could do something. Taylor wasn't just ranting...well, she was, but she had a point. She hadn't studied the tag team rules nearly as well as she should have, and Kozue had almost forgotten that interfering wasn't something she'd be DQed for right off the bat. She could do it. She just had to be smart about it.

So, enough was enough. Johnny had said to help him if things got low, and they were about low as it was getting. The man needed help, so help he would get.

Johnny was still pretty far out, so she'd have to do something quick and crazy to reach him and buy enough time. Taking a deep breath, she waited until the elbow drop connected and King was down, a golden moment to strike. Using the bottom rope for a boost, she jumped up the top rope, did a springboard off it, grabbed her ankles and came at King with both her knees aimed his stomach, looking to drop right on top of him before he could get up.

King feeling pretty good that even hes forgetting about the knee injury, well not quite but still wishing that the pain would simply just go away like magic. But magic dont exist in this world but what exist is that when dropping his very heavy elbow slamming right on top the punk Johnny further weaken him, decided to lay on top of him just for kicks, letting his heavy weights of his arm to pushes him down, adding more humiliations by ten folds compared what he did to him.

"Hmph! How'd you like it now?" He mocked Johnny and Ninjobber girl too, but when he turn from looking at the painful expression of him to the ninja chick, he could see him as quick as shes a ninja herself, jumping out from her corner and diving down at the great beast right on top of his stomach with those vicious knees drop. "OUGH!" He double over from the impact and tries to roll off and away from the two, facing down clutching his stomach, weak growls from the man beast.

Bree witness her partner taking the hit like that, she doesnt have any feeling towards to the ninja girl so doesnt matter what she does to her. "NYA!" Bree slips inside the square circle and quickly charging towards to Ninjette hoping to pounce on top of her with her cat claws reaching for her hair, going to roll around in the ring to, literally, catfight!

She started to stand up from the blow as the referee moved in for a count, but she didn't even need to bother kicking Kozue out - Bree did it for her. King's girlfriend/groupie/stalker plowed into her before she could get on two solid feet, latching onto her hair. Kozue wished she could go one match, just one match, where her hair was grabbed. Apparently, that was too much to ask from life.

Kozue grabbed Bree's hair, as well, and the two went rolling and got the predictable response from the crowd - the part of the crowd that was populated by guys with far too much imagination.

As much as she would have loved to screw around with Bree all day, she needed to get back to her corner for the tag - no time for this crap. "Bitch, I will slap the stupid out of you." She tried to roll on top and give the catgirl a sharp elbow the face, stun her long enough for a getaway. "Fuck off!"

Johnny winced when he felt the impact of Ninjette's knees into King. All the silver haired punk could do is be grateful that King finally rolled off of him. Johnny didn't even waste time to thank her and it didn't seem like he would have been able to anyway as Bree took her down and now the two were rolling around. Johnny's cheeks reddened at the sight but he wasn't going to watch.

He pushed to his hands and knees and crawled over to his corner. Even if Ninjette wasn't there, she'd be back eventually as the referee began to initiate the five count to get both ineligible fighters out of the ring. He'd also be in a better position if King got up and came after him or Ninjette.

Johnny flopped against the turnbuckle and rested, sitting int he corner with his hands leisurely against the bottom ropes as he panted and winced. He kept one eye on King and the other on the catfighting cuties.

"WHAT ARE YOU, TWELVE YEARS OLD?! TRY WRESTLING, MORON!" Taylor screamed angrily at Johnny's so-called partner while she rolled around on the floor like an amateur. In a kinder, more reassuring tone she called to Johnny. "Good job, babe! Take time to recover, but pay attention, okay?"

Bree gotten the hold of the ninja chick and start thrashing around with her trying to stop her from doing anymore interference, she can hear the crowd whistling and cheering to see two girls rolling around each other in the ring like catfights but eventually Ninjette got the upper hand and get on top of the feline Bree which she hisses at the ninja. "I am not stupid you! Miyaoowww!" Her face took a pretty hard blow by her elbow, she hook her head to shake the pain away and hopefully she could bring her right leg up to kick her from behind, get Ninjette off. "Ngh!"

As for King, he slowly turning himself over on all fours, well on all threes where his weaken knee is slightly hovering over the mat not touching it, panting that his stomach hurts like fuck and crawling towards to the ropes trying to help himself up, but seemingly unable to so King thinking whats best is try to move towards to his corner and resting his back against it, covering his stomach with one arm and checking his knee in another. He was beaten pretty hard and thinking its a good idea now to get himself tag back in, if the damn cat gets back to her corner that is. "Bree! Get the fuck back in the corner!"

Johnny watched as King did the same as him. He was glad the masked man was off in his other corner to be honest. Johnny could use the break. The referee, however, was going to seperate the catfighters pretty soon if they didn't do it themselves.

"Oi, Bree!"

Johnny called out, being able to focus his attention on the two ladies with King resting up too. "If ya wanna fight her so badly then go tag your boy King." He said. "Though, I ain't too busted up to take YOU on!" He taunted. "I'll even make sure King doesn't rage all over ya after I pin ya!" Johnny teased the cat girl. It would probably be an embarrassing loss for King if BREE got pinned and Johnny wanted KING to be the one to go down but a win was a win against the behemoth.

Johnny then turned and looked at Taylor and grinned brightly, throwing his wife a thumbs up.

Between Taylor's screaming, Bree pulling at her scalp, and King just being King, Kozue was ready to fight. Practically bursting at the seams for it.

She rolled with Bree's kick and somersaulted away, hopping up quick and making her way back to the corner and expressing her admiration and respect for Taylor with a one-fingered salute. "Oh, you want wrestling? Okay, Sailor Moon, wrestling, you get. Take fucking notes!"

She slipped through the ropes, got into proper position and tagged Johnny back on his shoulder. "Take a load off, man, I'm on it." Kozue jumped back over the rope and took position, seeing whether King would tag out or stay the course. Either way, she desperately needed something to hit.[size=50:3gubg96y] "Fucking pigtailed, whiny-ass bitch, I'll hand you an olive branch and shove it up your ass, is what I'll do. 'Try wrestling', she says. DDT your empty head through the ring, that enough wrestling for you? Cunt."

Johnny watched Ninjette flip his wife off and frowned. Taylor had been loud but the only people she'd been hurting with that were the poor fans near her who weren't sure whether or not to be in awe of the famous girl or to kindly tell her to stop yelling. Either way he hoped that Ninjette was just over eager or frazzled or nervous or ... something...

Johnny rolled under the ropes when Ninjette tagged him and hopped up. He was thankful for the breather. "C'mon, dude. If it's king of Bree, just kick their ass either way!" He encouraged.