Tension Tag Tourney Round 1: The Higurashi Twins Vs. The Valkyries

Johnny held Mako in place while Divine put his brother out. Mako was going out too, even though she was giving a hell of a fight. He held on through the punches until he put the girl out for good. He paused as he heard the bell ring and huffed. He looked down at Mako, almost afraid to turn her back on the girl still. He just hoped that the bell had meant HIS team had been victorious.

Mamouru was all but out of it as his arms were lifted twice more. He was laid out, groaning under her as she did her duty upon him. As she got off him, he felt the moistness on his face. before his lips even licked a bit of it off, he already knew what it was and it snapped him out of his nigh unconscious stupor quickly.

He rolled onto his hands and feet and stared at Divine's back. His face was red and he was angry. He could almost handle losing. At least, perhaps on his own. Having to face his brother again and losing in such a humiliating way? That was too much for Mamouru with everything that was going on in his life.

He wasn't even thinking when he launched himself at Divine. He reached out for her arm and yanked, trying to wrap his legs around them in an awkward flying armbar. The match was over, but that wasn't enough for Mamouru. He wanted more. He wanted to pay Divine back for humiliating him.

Mako was having an extremely weird and random dream about a date with Kelli Deviantti. She made the occasional murmur and squirmed in her sleep, but she was completely done, not a threat to anyone. Least of all Johnny.

Divine, however, was much more lucid and awake, as her body came down from the euphoric high. She made her way to the ropes and saw Mako laying there, knocked out, but she let it go with a shrug. Not a problem. They'd won, that was all their leader cared about. And for all the crap Stone gave her, who'd pulled the win out? She did. The 'weak' member of the team, the 'hentai' wrestler. A fact she'd let neither of them forget.

She started to duck down and slide her way through the ropes when she felt a rough pair of hands grab her arm. Mamouru had a little more energy left, it seemed. Good. She started to pour more sensuality into her voice, eager for another round. "Oh, you're-"

Her crooning became a croak as he pulled her into a hold that was anything but erotic and brought her down to the floor, wrenching her arm back with a vicious hold. Divine's screams went from angered to pure agony while the pain started to overwhelm her, and she furiously tapped out on his legs. "Off! Get off me! Fucking psycho!"

Mamouru's face was beet red and he thrust his hips into Divine's arm hard, he wrenched back with all the muscle he had while she screamed, as if he was trying to break the thing off. He breathed hard through his nose. His eyes leered at Divine as he watched her struggle. His teeth clenched but, he wasn't even really looking at Divine. He saw other faces in his head. Visions of his life flashing before him while Divine cried out.

Johnny meanwhile turned and looked. Seeing Divine ont he ground in agony, he could only conclude that they had been the victors of the match. He slid into the ring instantly and loomed over Mamouru. "Dude! We won! Let her go, bro!" He said.

"Mamouru leaned back and looked up. "We. Lost." He growled.

Johnny took a step back and then glowered. "Dude. Get the fuck off her." He said in a serious tone.

Divine, for her part, could only squirm about and writhe in the fierce hold. She was only dimly aware of Johnny being in the ring, and she didn't even register Mamouru that much, either. All she had was the pain. All her thougths were focused on her tortured arm. She was flexible, she'd trained her body to stretch in ways that other's couldn't even dream, but there were limits to everything and he'd already gone far past them.

She could feel something straining. Tendons stretched. Close to breaking, so, so close. "...stop...he's going to..." Sh;/e turned her pleading eyes to Johnny, looking for someway out of this before it was too late...

And then, it was. She felt the snap. The pain flooded her mind like a breaking dam, and she broke into a sickening cacophony of shrill shrieks. The crowd was about as silent as they could possibly be, almost as if they were unsure whether they should boo or cheer.

Johnny's eyes widened as he saw Divine's face. He shook his head and Grabbed Mamouru's hair and pulled. Mamouru gave one last jerk and when Divine screamed, he let go.

He didn't even have to move as Johnny was now heaving him away from Divine.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU!?" He shouted at Mamouru.

Mamouru turned his head, as though he was suddenly a scolded dog. "I... don't know..." He said, turning his head, only to receive a punch in the face from his brother that made him spit some blood.

"You're fucked up, bro!" Johnny growled. Mamouru turned and began to crawl away. Johnny helped him up and heaved him out of the ring. Mamouru tried to scramble away but Johnny gave chase. Mamouru began speaking very apologetic Japanese but Johnny angrily pursued and soon both of them were out of the arena and gone.