Welcome to the second Carnival. Since I didn't tell all of you when this story takes place, it's after Ganta escapes with Shiro. In anycase, Welcome to my first take on a Deadman Carnival. Mike(AKA Finch) must take on another Deadman, but this one is stronger than he looks. What will happen!? Sparks will go off, Blood will run, Parts will be removed! *clears throat* In any case, you'll see what'll happen.

Commentor's POV

"Welcome, ladies and gentlemen, to another Deadmen Carnival! Today, we have The adapter, the underdog taking on the system, the one and only: FINCH!"

I hear the audience cheer their exhilaration. I could tell that they were expecting another great carnival. "Not only are we having the famous Finch fight today, but also the mercenary captured alive, the bounty hunter, the survivor, the Veteran Commander, the Reckless Fist: RAVEN!" Even more cheering resounded throughout my ears.

Both deadmen walked onto the multi-environmental battle field."Let's kick off this carnival in 5...4...3...2...1...LET'S GET THIS PARTY STARTED!"

Mike/Finch's POV

I slashed my forearms, causing my blood to flow out, which I willed into my arm blades. I couldn't believe Raven was the next deadman I was gonna face, and his Deadman's Grace is an arm comprised of his own blood. We charged at each other, me hardly able to stave off the force of Raven's initial strike. "*Chuckle* I'm surpsied you're still standing, Short-stack." "You're not so bad yourself, Old Man."

We pushed away from each other, but our reaction time was too evenly matched. We kept hitting each other, blow for blow. My strength was waning, then I made the mistake of breathing too early.

He lunged at the opportunity and grabbed my right arm blade and snapped it off. For some reason, it bent to his will and became a sword for his right hand. I retracted my arm-blades and punctured the palm of my hands, making my blood turn into twin katanas.

"No wonder they call you 'Finch,' Short-Stack."

"Sorry, but you won't be calling me 'Short-Stack' for much longer. After I beat you, you'll finally be giving me-" I barely had enough time to block his next attack; why are his attacks getting stronger as I hurt him!? Wait... Was his codename: Raven? If so, then he's almost like me. Almost.

"Alright, let's level the playing field, Old Man," I said to get him to stop. I scabbed over my previous self-inflictions and expanded my katanas around my fists and forearms. I got into a boxer's stance and got light on my feet.

"A~A~A~AHHHHH!"

"Kusou..."

His new sword just broke from the force of my initial strike. unbeknownst to him, I placed extra traction on my shoes so I could have more traction=speed=power. In addition, I only used my left hand.

"ADAPTER'S UPPERCUT!" There goes my habit again. Any way, I uppercutted him with my right hand and knocked him off of his feet. I then pinned his arms to the floor with my feet and readied for another hit, in case he didn't go down the first time.

Commentator's POV

The entire audience was shocked by what just occurred. The underdog had defeated the veteran. There go my credits, because I ran an underground gambling business with the other deadmen on who they thought would win.

"Well, it seems as though Raven has 10 seconds until he is considered incapacitated. 10...9...8...7...6...5...4...3...2...1... WINNER: FINCH!"

Raven's POV

Oh my god... I lost to a rookie... My experience and strength should've gotten him killed in the forst ten minutes. Man, I hate the penalties of these things and surviving.

Mike/Finch's POV

Yes. Another 10,000 credits, enough for another candy. (A/N: To be honest, I don't remember what the reward is or the price of a candy. Just go with it.) I walked to my elevator, with a sense of triumph and guilt. I was triumphant in winning, but now another person was gonna lose a body part. I remember the recording of Crow getting his left eye being torn out. Just thinking about it is making me feel like hurling, combined with the fatigue from the battle.

I met up with Keira and Jerry in the main plaza, both of them having serious faces on. "Alright, what're your guys' decision about me?"

"Well, Kei and I both think you're too dangerous to be around, considering I trip off an alarm in your head every day."

At that, I slumped down. "But, Mi-chan, we've decided that your too fun to not be around anymore." Well, that crisis is over and done with, but how will they react if I manage to survive a Deadman's Carnival and lose? Oh well, guess we'll cross that bridge when we come to it.

Alright, guys. What did you think about this chapter? This was my first time doing an action scene other than a lemon. *Bows head* Gomen no sai. However, If you're reading this, I thank you for at least having faith in me. In the next chapter, we'll see what Mike will do about his blood crisis. After all, his condition is similar to mine. In any case, time for me to say," Good bye," and " Tsuzuku."