Tournament of Mavericks
Note: Yes, I just can't stop writing.
Maverick Hunter base, 11:00 p.m.
The hunters are going around doing their jobs, the navigators are navigating, we now go to general Signa's office, and he wipes his head of sweat and then says "I can't believe it, all these years I've spent hunting mavericks, doing great, having my hunters keep the world safe, and having such great hunters, wasted, sigh, better get this over with."
He then turned a microphone on and said "X, Zero, Axl, please report to my office, your not in trouble I just need to talk to you about something." He then hangs up; the three hunters go to his office. They knock on the door, "Uh, general Signas, you called us sir?" X said. "Good, you're here, come in." The three hunters sit down in chairs. "Now men, I have some bad news, the government has decided that our work is nothing, people are starting to doubt us, we're having budget cuts everywhere, people just don't believe in out work anymore."
The saddened general said, "Sir, what's wrong?" asked Zero. "Yeah general, what's wrong?" asked Axl. "Well men," he started to say, "I'm afraid we have to shut down the maverick hunters." He said. "WHAT?" the three hunters explained in unison. "Why?" asked Axl, with tears in his eyes. "I can't believe this!" Zero exclaimed. "Sorry men, unless we pay of these debts, we have to shut down." Signas said.
Just then X said, "Why not have a tournament, that's saved us before." "Yes, X, but like I said nobody like what we do anymore." X then replied, "What if we use the former mavericks, and have a grand prize?" Axl brightened up and said, "Yeah that could work!" Zero said, "Sounds like a plan." Singas had finally had a sign of relief for some good news, and said "Let's to it men." They then announced it to every one and they all planned it out.
To be continued
Note: Sorry the beginnings are so short, but I bet nobody though of this idea before.