I'm the KING of this Jungle.

[Trouble*]

How'd that one feel?

How'd that one feel?

HOW'D THAT ONE FEEL!?[/b][/size]

Ryan was on all fours over top of the downed King, with a smirk lighting up his mug. The match had just ended, resulting in King feeling one of Ryan's newer moves. A move he intended on using when it was needed the most.

He gets up from his hands and knees, and walks to the ropes with his arms raised. He hops up onto the bottom rope, and leaned out to the crowd, using the middle and top ropes to hold him from falling out of the ring.

Ryan hops down from that rope, and walks to the ring announcer, who had just announced Ryan victorious. He takes the microphone away from him, and walks back over to King.

How'd that one feel, chump change? How'd it feel to see your only chance at smacking me around go down the drain? I see you really wanted to get revenge from me snatching Mr. Pure Title away from you, hmm? That's why you fought oh so well? HAHA!

Ryan makes a circle around King.... Stalking him.

You know, Queen.. Oh yeah, half way through the match, I decided I'll now refer to you as Queen, since I'm the King of the Jungle... Anyways, you know what I was hoping for? I was hoping you could use a weapon effectively. Being a formed hardcore champion, like myself, I figured you knew how to swing a kendo stick. I figured you knew how to toss a chair around. Boy oh boy was I mistaken. You looked like a rusty ol' van in there.

He drops to one knee, getting closer to King.

Man, was I mistaken...

He gets back onto both feet, and backs off of King, giving him room to get up. Ryan was acting a little more psychotic and weird than usual.

I dislike you, Queen. Something about you rubs me the wrong way. Yet, at the same time, I want to see you right your wrongs. I actually want to see you kick my ass. That's why I'm giving you another chance.. A chance not involving weapons, because clearly I have your number when it comes to them.

One more chance, Queen. Make it happen. One on one, 100% wrestling.. Let's hope you're a better wrestler than a brawler, hmm?

[King]

King slowly begins to come around he grabs the back of his head still feeling the effect of Ryan's Dropshot. King than stares at the smug Ryan he goes and ask for a mic, the ring announcer gives him a mic. King continues to maintain eye contact with Ryan he put the mic near his mouth but than lowers it down. King looks around at the fans for support, they cheer him on giving 'King' chants, King then puts the mic near his mouth again.

Queen? Thats the best you got at least if your gonna insult me do a better job at it. *King than remembers some of Ryan's comment* Did you just say that "Something about me rubs you the wrong way?"*fans start to laugh* I didn't know that i had to rub you the right way, i didn't know that you were a Genie. *King than recalls another comment made by Ryan* And you said "you actually want to see me kick your ass?" Hey man when we wrestler say I’m gonna kick you ass, we didn't actually mean it that way. I really didn't know that you get pleasure from getting your ass kicked, I'm flattered but thats not me I’m pretty sure that MG would be up for it, why not you ask him?

Fans starts to laugh and King cracks up a smile on his face, a few moments later his smile disappeared and King begins to look serious.

All joking aside just because you won one match doesn't make you King of the jungle, it takes a lot more than a bunch of kendo sticks and mops to be King. And if memory serves me correctly it took you a finisher and signature move to keep me down for the 3 count, you got lucky that your foot was on the bottom ropes(pretend that rope breaks are on) when i hit you with The Kill, hadn't it been for the ropes i would've won the match.

Now King begins to circle Ryan

So you want to challenge me in a singles match now, a normal one-on-one match.

*With Permission*
King than lowers his mic down and turns away from Ryan, suddenly King punched Ryan on the chin. Knocking him down on the floor, but not knocking him out. King then goes down to Ryan's level and raise his mic.

YOUR ON!!!!

King than exists the ring and walks up the ramp, midway King stops and turns around looking at a sat up Ryan rubbing his chin. King pauses for a moment seeing what Ryan's responds would be.

[Trouble*]

Upon being dropped clean by King's hard right punch, Ryan instantly rolls out of the ring and hops over the barricade separating the ring and the crowd. Luckily, he still had his microphone clutched in his hand, or else he'd just look like a frightened little boy..

...However, now he's a frightened little boy who can sling verbal mud from afar!

Really, Queen. Smacking me in the jaw...after I just beat the hell out of you? What's THAT going to prove? That you're late, like usual? Funny, same story goes for XWA year 1... Pure title? Oh yeah, I'll keep nagging you about that until the day I die. See, tonight, I proved that not only can I outsmart you.. I can actually outlast you if need be. Beating you more than likely wasn't a fluke, if you get what I'm saying.. But I don't expect you to grasp that simple concept, you big ape.

Cute, too, Queen. The little homo erotic comedy you're going on about? What goes on in your mind? Gay flicks all night long? Jesus tits, man. If you're going to try and make me look like a laughing stock, you're doing a f***in' horrible job. I'm on top of the world when it comes to you and me. You're nothing more than a dirty field mouse, compared to my tiger like presence. Honestly, if you're looking for laughs, jokes, funnies, and lols, you should check out a comedy club. Maybe Jeff Dunham? He's a funny guy. Heads up, those are puppets, not real people. Figured your dumb ass wouldn't get that, either.

Cut the funny guy shit. You're no joker. You'll never get a laugh from me. Half these people aren't laughing with you, they're laughing at your pathetic ass, Queen.. Because that's all you've become. You're no badass... you're not a scary deadman.. Biker? Hell no. I barely consider you a legit contender anymore. You're a joke, Queen.

A GOD-DAMN JOKE.[/size]

Ryan, surrounded by fans of his, chuckles along side his marks. Sure, the King fans weren't cheering, and possibly half of the Ryan Blaze fans didn't approve. He didn't care. Love or hate didn't matter to him, because in the long run, the fans didn't matter when the bell rang. It was you, and the opponent.

Queen, you fear me, and my presence, don't you.

Slick Willy: What? Ryan's like, what, 6'fo'? King Towers the man. What does King hav ta fear?

I mean, seriously. You clock me, then run out of the ring? I'm out here so you couldn't take advantage of me on the mat. You smack me...and run up the ramp? What's that shit? I REALLY hope you aren't a runner when it comes to the ring. This week, one on one, fair rules... You run, I'll half to find something to lock the two of us up.

Hehe. I'm giving you the chance of a life time. Usually upon beating another wrestler, I gloat about it for weeks and never give them a chance again. It's my style. You get a second opportunity, Mr. Lucky.

Grab the opportunity by the balls, Queen. I really, truly, want to see the real 'King' unleashed.

A small smirk forms..

Please do kill me in that ring... I'm dying to see the old King flare. I'm not a fan of Queen. Show me the DAMN KING.

SHOW ME THAT THIS IS YOUR JUNGLE, AND THAT I'M NOT RULER OF THE ANIMAL KINGDOM.

SHOW ME THAT YOU'RE BETTER THAN TONIGHT..[/size]

Ryan begins to huff and puff, trying to regain his normal, cool self. He was fired up, clearly. Upon calming his ass down, King receives his opportunity to pipe in his own response.

[King]

King gives a little smiles knowing that he has now lit a fire inside Ryan, and the anger and rage just satisfies King even more. Still holding the mic in his hand King put the mic up his mouth.

See now thats the Ryan I wanted to see, thats the Ryan I want to face next week... but you know what why wait till next week. I can see that your all fired up and I'm ready to fight how about we seattle this right here right now.

King drops his mic and walks up towards the ring, Ryan follows and gets into the ring. King takes Ryan down and lands a few punches before Ryan rolls him up and lands a few punches of his own. Security came into the ring to separate the two they backed King and Ryan on opposite corners, Ryan pushed away the security and jumps on King and lands another couple of blows before the security back him off again. King then pushes the security away and gives a few blow to Ryan. Ryan than punches all the securities that was restraining him and than goes on the attack for King, King too takes out the security and both men continue to battle it out. Few moments later wrestlers from the back come towards the ring to break it up, they pull King out of the ring and move him up to the ramp.

Slick Willy: This has gone out of hand

Antonio Gomez: Really?...What gave that away?

King than picks up the mic that way laying on the ramp before.

I guess I'll see you next week.

King lowers his mic encase Ryan had any sort of response, or if even anyone else wanted to intervene.

[Trouble*]

Ryan on, from behind the barricade, watches as King attacks...something? It was as if he was a cat who had too much catnip, and was going psychotic in the middle of the ring at a spec of dirt. It was really rather amusing to Ryan.

Luckily he was behind the barricade, and had a good head start to book it if King snapped out of his little trance and came after the real Ryan Blaze.

That's how he'd play it for the time being. On the run. No need to go and injure himself before a match?