Original Character - Albert Strongarm - Created by Reddit User Mymomgay1


Tournament Aftermath - 3 Hours Later

An Apache Attack Helicopter was circling around the Kengan Island. It was like a hawk slowly descending downwards before touching the sandy ground. Aboard the helicopter were 3 men from varying ages. There was a young helicopter pilot wearing military style clothing, a white haired man in a business suit sitting in the midway, and a middle aged African man sitting in the back taking up all the space. The man sitting in the back was very muscular and he was wearing Hawaiian styled flowered shirt.

"You know the drill Strongarm, you have 30 minutes. After that, we aren't waiting for long" said the aged businessman. He handed the large man a file containing pictures of select targets. As the large man analyzed the content of the documents, his face turned to a cocky grin.

"Don't worry, today is supposed to be my vacation. I'll be sure to get to work done in no time." said the large mercenary. Before the businessman could say anything else, his employee was already gone. The living tank was sprinting straight to the mainland.

"For a big guy, he's pretty quick." Commented the pilot. "Yes, indeed, but that's not exactly why he is famously known for." said the businessman as he lit a cigar.


The Renegade fighter known as Yajū has finally defeated his younger brother in unarmed combat. A crowd of onlookers cheered as Yajū stood on top of the powerful Johnathan.

"I have finally defeated you, brother. It wasn't easy, but I did it" explained the tired combattant.

Looking upward, the younger brother showed a bloodily smile. "Yes you have, brother, now do like father has taught us! Kill me! Kill me now!" He shouted in excitement. But before Yajū had a chance to respond with a comment of his own, a large shadow obstructed his light. Turning around, he saw the famous black mercenary.

"Wait your-" said Yajū, but he felt a strong grip around his left forearm. Before the assassin had time to react, the strong mercenary tossed the tired man aside.

"Guilty as charged, yes it's me. It's the one and only Albert Strongarm." Proclaimed the mercenary with a grin. This large, imposing individual was known famously as the world's strongest mercenary. His muscles were tough enough to take on bullets, his strength rivaled that of the kengan fighter Julius. He wasn't a man to be trifled with. Today out of all days, he was assigned to capture some bounties.

Kneeling down to examine the down brother, Albert commented, "Yes, no doubt about it. You are Johnathan. You have a pretty big bounty on your head." Grabbing Johnathan from his shirt collar, the mercenary headbutted the younger brother causing the young man to lose consciousness.

"Get away from here, Strongarm. This is my kill!" Shouted Yaju as he was able to get a sneak attack onto the mercenary's thick muscular backside. The sound of bone connected to big meaty flesh sounded devastating, but the large mercenary didn't go down from the kick. The mercenary only laughed.

"That would have really caused some serious damage. Good thing you're exhausted from the fight with your brother." Albert said while laughing some more. "You aren't Cain, and your brother isn't Abel, death won't come today" he continued.

Putting the young brother on his backside, the mercenary eyed the renegade assassin. "It's no fun fighting when you're tired. We will meet again soon enough" said Albert as he began to walk towards the Kengan building.

Not wanting to argue with the large mercenary, Yajū instead opted to reunite with his new family, with his girlfriend, and his boss. This is what he truly wanted out of all of this tournament. Defeating his brother severed its purpose, but finding something new in his heart to protect was what was most important now.


Kengan Building

"Alright, now one more. Where can he-" said the mercenary looking around. The stadium was empty; the only people left were the janitors and custodians cleaning up. Wanting to finish the job as quickly as possible, he decided to ask around.

"Excuse me sir, have you seen this man around somewhere?" The mercenary showed the janitor a picture of his target. "Oh, The King? Were you trying to get an autograph or something? Too bad, mister, you just missed him. He left about 2 hours ago. Said something about dealing with unsettled business."

The large mercenary snickered and shook his head. "Can't believe it, that young kid finally did it" said the mercenary. The janitor was confused, what was this man talking about? Noticing the other man's confusion, he stopped with laughter and explained the situation.

"You see, that man in the picture, he and I fought. He was younger when I met him. He was fierce, but nothing I couldn't easily handle. When I discovered he was participating in a fighting tournament, I had serious doubts of how much he'd grown from the time we last saw each other. I know about the Kengan matches, the David I beat could have never entered in such a place like this. All I'm saying is that I'm happy to know that the guy has gotten stronger."

Looking at his watch, he heard a beeping sounding. "Shoot. Some bad luck. I guess it's only one bounty for today" said Albert disappointingly. "Thanks for the info, old man." Albert then started heading back to where the helicopter was parked.


Stationed Helicopter Site

"Now, are we going to do this the easy way? Or are we going to do the hard way? The choice is yours" said 'The Archangel' Raphael Empio.

The crazed manic was able to escape capture. With no other fighters left on the island, and him killing the bodyguards of the Kengan Association, he was now looking for means of escape. Lucky for him, fortune seemed to be on his side. A helicopter was there, he could now possibly escape and go on the run.

"Alright," said the aged businessman. "But it'll be a tough squeeze for you in the back of the trunk." He finished.

Visibly angered by the old man's response, Raphael was ready to strike down the fool but was stopped. He was stopped by the strong arms of the African mercenary. "I guess I was wrong. Today is my lucky day" said Albert as he then squeezed the life out of the angel faced Italian.

The sounds of bones crunching and breaking could be heard accompanying that powerful bear hug. And as much as the Italian tried, he couldn't escape from his grasp. His body gave in; his body exhausted, went unconscious.

"Raphael Empio. He's wanted in over 30 countries; he's not on the list, but he makes up for it" said Albert with a grin on his face. "True, now get in. We have a busy schedule after this little vacation of yours" responded the old businessman.