Todays cohost and owner of the OC will be using is Crow Woyzeck. Tre is his OC and all rights belong to him.

I'll let ya take this one Crow.

Awesome. Todays match is one for the record books. My OC Tre, the last of the celtic werewolves. Versus, Kraven, the big game hunter from Marvel. Can my main man beat my main hunter? Let's find out in a Clash.

New York, home of the legendary Spider-Man and other superheroes. This is what drew the hunter, Kraven, there. The thrill of the ultimate game.

Kraven is more then just your average hunter, taking steroids to boost his strength and using the best weaponry his money can buy. Such as his Scoped 1896 Krag, a bow and arrows, a whip made of spkied bones, a double tipped wooden spear and his signature hunting knife.

But don't mistake these for your average killing tools. Each one has been modified to kill and hurt superhumans of Spider-Mans strength. Add those with Kravens superhuman strength and his agility to dodge even the hulk, and you have one guy that would give even Deathstroke a run for his money.

Now Crow, if you'd be so kind as to explain what your OC is capbale of and bringing into battle.

It'd be my honor to Shaman. Now while Tre is trained in the ways of Black Ops and mercenary weaponry, I've decided to have him stick with his first weapons roster. These weapons consist of the Celtic Spear, sword, sheild and sling. As well as having the ability to change into a celtic Werewolf. In his Werewolf form, Tre is capable of leaping across continents, lifting a subway train, A healing factor that can regrow him from a drop of blood and even minipulates ice itself.

And before anyone says anything, Kraven is one of Crows favorite characters. Tre was made to fight hunters such as him, Predator and etc.

Damn straight!

Let's start the CLASH!

A tall white man with black hair that fell past his shoulders awoke in a strange room.

"Where am I?" He thought to himself.

"Fear not Tre." He heard a voice say in his head. "You are amongst friends here."

A bald man then enters into the room on a wheelchair. It was none other then Charles Xavier. And next to him was Emma Frost.

"How can I hear you? Where am I? How do you know me?" Tre asked bolting up and out of his bed.

"Don't worry. We fund you at a destroyed wearhouse." Charles explained.

"We aren't sure what happened but it looked like you were through the ringer." Emma added.

"Wearhouse? Now I remember the tinman that wanted my heart." Tre recalled. (See Fall Of The Gods for more details.)

"We left all of your belongings by you bed. Come out when you wish to see the place for yourself. You just might want to stay." Charles said as he and Emma left the room.

Later that night, Tre packed all of his weapons back up and readied to leave.

"Sorry Picard. I ain't sticking around for this place to burn around me as well." Tre thought to himself as he stood up and approached the window.

He leapt out from the third story and ran to the front gate. Silent and undetected, even by Emma and Charles himself. As he neared the gate though, Tre felt a sudden stab in the side o fhis neck.

"Ah. Damn misqu-" Tre fell over and passed out before he could finish.

Kraven the Hunter then walked over with his knife drawn.

"Too easy." He said.

Later, near the New York Docks, Kraven has a large box being transported onto a private ship.

"Easy with it, this is my newest prize." Kraven ordered.

At the same time, the clouds parted in the sky, revealing a full moon. Kraven looked over as the box begain to rumble. A mans hand bursts out of it, altering into something else. Something more beastly. Tre burst back out of the box, now in werewolf form. He looks to Kraven who has a grin and his weapons drawn.

"Intresting. And Here I thought you were to disappointing of a kill." Kraven told him.

"Sorry you Eddie Munster looking motherf***er. Some of us Celts don't die so easily." Tre explained taking a striking stance. "But we'll see if you do!"

FIGHT!

Tre dashes ahead. Kraven blocks his swipe with his hunting spear and pushes Tre back. Kraven spins the spear like a fan and begins to cut away at Tres torso. Tres stomach splits apart wide enough to cause his guts to spill out. Kraven then kicks Tre back and slams him into a pile of boxes.

"You disappoint me." Kraven said.

Tre then burst out from the boxes with his gut healing and his spear drawn.

"Round three PETA's most wanted!" Tre shouted.

Kraven charged only for Tre to place his hand on the end of his spear and toss it ahead, knocking Kravens spear out of his hand. Kraven stopped and drew his hunting knife. Tre responds by drawing his sword.

"Mine's bigger?" Tre stated.

"I know how to use mine." Kraven answered back.

Kraven then tossed his Knife surprising Tre and stricking him between the eyes. Kraven then pulled out his spiked whip and spun it around him before swinging it through several nearby boxes and creates. As Tre got back up he yanked the knife out of his head. He was surprised once again as Tre managed to slice both of Tres hands off with two strikes of his whip. Both of his hands grew back but not fast enough defend from Kravens multipule strikes. Tre was loosing limbs and flesh faster then he could heal.

It was at that moment, Tre turned around and curled up, using the shield on his back to block the whip. Kraven scoffed at this and pulled out his Scoped Krag. With one shot, the shield was blown to bits. Tre acted quickly and spun around, using his sling to build momentum for a hunk of steel. Tre tossed it and nailed Kraven right in the head with it causing him to stumble back.

Kraven regained himself enough to see a blur of bluish and black fur charging towards him. Once his vision had fully restored itself Kraven was shocked to see Tre charging him. Tre tackled him and both went flying. They fell over the docks, through the private boat, and into the ocean. Tre put Kraven in a chokehold and sunk to the bottom of the harbor with him. He watched as the life and breath fled from Kraven, like a mirror as the breath and life left himself. Both combatants drowned and sunk into the blackness of the sea.

3 days later, the two bodies washed up on shore. Tre back in human form began to cough up the water and stood back up.

"How long was I out?" He asked.

He scanned the beach he was on to not recognize any of the scenary. He then looked to Kravens body.

"Every man has his limits fella. You just found yours." Tre said.

"There you are." A voice said to Tre.

He looked up to see a hovering, steel clad man above head.

"Tre, you nearly took out all of New York fighting only two guys." The armored man told him. "People are looking for ya."

"Is that so Isaac (My OC)? Well don't worry bout it. I'm going to explore this place for awhile until the heat cools down." Tre said looking back to a jungle behind him.

"Suit yourself. Personally, I think you could've destroyed New York just a little more." Isaac said. "But I think you'll fit right in at the Savageland."

"Savageland, eh?" Tre said to himself with a smile.

K.O.

And so there you have it folks. The long awaited OC chapter.

Now Kraven is one of my favorite villains but he couldn't counter Tre's healing factor. It's enough to put even Deadpool's to shame.

So what happens when you pit the same characters against each other but one is incapable of killing the other? Well, the chapter speaks for itself. The winner is Crow Woyzecks OC, Tre.

And Before we end today I'd like to just say, two new fics up by some friends of mine. Give them a read if you want more fights. One is "Soulcaliber: More Souls" by ShadowKnight 49 Productions and the other is "Injustice: Fighters Among Us" by The 7th Renegade. Give them a read guys, they're great!