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Chapter 9: The Old Timers
A Champion's Challenge
The Third Match of the Event...
Willingness
A sentiment that King and Genos were feeling, as they walked through the arena entrance, walking down the grand stairs, all to appear in front of a massive doorway. The weird sort of feeling that compelled even King to rise up to Saitama's expectations, all from him saying to fight in this match. Sure, King hated to fight, hell, he never fought at all before, but if one of his best friends, Saitama, said to fight? How could King refuse something like that? So King thought to himself that he will have to use all of his tricks to pull off this match, and to ensure that the fight will swing to his favor.
"What the hell am I gonna do with this match?" King thought to himself, concern and worry played on his face.
There were many a time where King would rely on his style, knowing full well that without it, he would've been found out a long time ago, about how wimpy he actually was, and be killed where he stood 100 times over. But this wasn't new to King, for he perfected his style to a tee, and that most, if not all, opponents that fought him, would simply cower, and run...
The thing is, he now has to rope in Genos into this type of fighting, and knowing the tin can walking next to him, he was the type to actually fight. King had to think of a way to incorporate his style with Genos, and he had to do it quick, or else he'll go down in a ball of fire, with Genos coming in the rear.
"Oi, Genos, let's win this, alright?" King said heartily, and with a forlorn smile.
Genos looked up towards King, a small smile forming, which disappeared just as fast as it came.
"Sure, King, Let's do this." Genos said, seriousness flowing from each word that came from his mouth.
Genos, was also riding high on the words that Saitama said, to just fight, and to do his best. He knew that Sweet Mask was one that can actually fight, and that Child Emperor has a plethora of mysterious, and tinker toys that can wreck havoc on the field. Genos had just gotten his new parts installed, and he knew that these parts were far superior from the ones that Saitama had seen, previously. But Genos still had this uneasy feeling that something would happen in this fight, and that it wouldn't be good by any means. Sure, he had King, a hero considered to be the strongest, and a good friend that's a big otaku, but he never seen King actually fight, he's only heard of the feats that King was able to do. Genos found it extremely weird that there wasn't any video evidence of King's previous fights, but he wouldn't question it, not at all, since he'd seen how most enemies reacted to whenever King was in the area. But even so, with a hero such as King, this feeling couldn't leave Genos, no matter how much he tried to reassure himself otherwise.
Genos was about to think deeper into what might be giving him this feeling, when the sound of large doors creaking was heard, as King pushed through the gigantic doorway. An image of a enormous warehouse took shape, stealing the breathes of Genos and King.
"W-Wow, this is some serious money, right, Genos?" King said, mouth slightly loose from the enormity of the place.
"Yes, to say this place is big is an insult." Genos said, as lines of text could be see scrolling down his eyes, and Genos began gathering information of the place that King and him were currently walking through.
"It says through the Hero Organization database, that this place was built by both themselves, and Metal Knight. It took a lot of funds to create this place, and by a lot, I mean A LOT, of funds." Genos said, as he saw the estimated price the whole place was worth, as well as building expenses, which made made Genos reconsidered how much influence that Hero Organization had over the world.
"Damn, and I thought the top of this place was ritzy…" King said out loud, as he caught a glimpse of the many fields that were currently waiting on standby.
The large sound of a massive panel opening, quickly caught the attention of the Genos and King, as the destroyed fields of the last match were being brought down, and replaced with new ones. The old fields were hoisted up by a large crane-like machines, and dropped off into an area which resembled that of a large workshop table. New fields were then hoisted up by the crane-like machines, and positioned onto the mechanisms that locked in the old field in place. Hundreds of worker bots came flooding onto the destroyed fields, using a variety of tools, and making sounds similar to a busy factory, working into overtime. To the amazement of Genos and King, the old fields already began to look like what they were at the top of the arena in a matter of minutes, all thanks to the hundreds of worker robots that were currently working on said field.
"This place is crazy, bro! I'll be the first to admit that it was kinda cool to watch an entire field get repaired like that!" King said excitedly, hints of impression in his voice.
"I agree, King, the advancement of modern technology is truly frightening, yet awe-inspiring.." Genos said, watching the worker bots work their magic. Suddenly, a thought came into Genos's head, as he said something that chilled King to the bone.
"But don't you go to these tournaments, King? Shouldn't you be used to this kind of thing?" Genos said, curious to what King might say.
"U-Umm… I never really took the a-arena entrance, Since I-I usually get dropped smack-dab into the m-middle of the matches, S-so this is my first t-time to see the w-whole place, B-bro…" King said nervously, as he hit himself for dropping his guard in that instance.
King has never actually participated in a tournament match before, Since he would always come up with an excuse to not come, even though S-Class heroes aren't allowed to miss such an event. How King does it, no one knows, not even the Hero Organization knows how he does it, but they always let him off of the event.
But now, seeing as how he let out such excitement, King hit himself harder, for now Genos is going to be more questioning with him. King was getting more and more worried, when he felt a hand pat his right shoulder.
"I see, then I feel even better knowing I wasn't the only one getting excited over such displays." Genos said, a smile flashing towards King.
Genos was truly happy he wasn't the only one getting excited about this type of display, considering he's an S-Class hero himself. To have another person feel this type of way made Genos all the more calm, as he felt compelled to let King know that he shouldn't be embarrassed about it, and that's its ok to impressed.
"Y-yea, you read my mind, bro." King said, extremely grateful that Genos wasn't going to keep going on the subject.
"Well, let's keep moving, we don't want to be late for the match." Genos said, as he started to walk down a hallway.
"Yea, let's win this thing, man." King said with a large grin, walking side-by-side with Genos, giving his shoulder a mighty pat.
The Lifting Area...
Genos and King kept walking through the building, each basking in how much was put into the place, from countless monitors lighting up the darkened building, to energy pylons that emitted a colorless energy that seemed to blanket the whole building in a natural smell. Genos and King were taking the scenery in, and they could honestly keep walking for a couple more hours, just to keep seeing the place. But, that would have to wait, as they were found by a lone arena supervisor, and were guided to where Saitama and Fubuki were first guided to. Genos and King questioned the arena superviosr, asking where he was taking them, and he said that they're be taken to the lifting area.
"What's the lifting area?" Genos asked curiously, wondering why they needed to go there.
"It's the place where you go to be lifted up into the arena. As you can tell from the two matches in the beginning, every hero was lifted up on a platform, or for the people with more, how do you say it again?" The supervisor thought aloud.
"Ah! I remember now, people with more of a posh taste, they call them pedestals." The arena supervisor said, laughing heartily , while guiding Genos and King in the front.
"I see, so why do we need to do this, when we could simply walk to the arena?" Genos asked again.
"One, it's for a secret screening test, as to make sure you are the hero that is actually going to fight in the current match, and not some doppleganger of some sort. If you are a doppelganger, the pedestal will not rise, and you will be surrounded by security in a matter of seconds. You'll then be arrested immediately, and if unlucky enough, killed on the spot… And Two, for dramatic effect. What kind of excitement can the tournament get if we have heroes just waltz into the arena, all happy-go-lucky? None, so the addition of the pedestal brings the anticipation of a great fight to the audience." The supervisor said, almost making it towards the lifting area.
"Oh, that makes a lot of sense actually… To think that the Hero Organization thought of this that far ahead, truly, such a fascinating way of both planning and thinking." Genos said, full of understanding in the explanation.
"Pfft, don't suck our dic- Err, don't stroke our egos yet, you haven't even seen the best part." The supervisor said, turning towards Genos, with a grin on his face.
"What do you mea-" Was all Genos said, as he was now seeing himself in a very massive hall, which contained countless pedestals, each varying in design, and color.
The area was filled with pedestals, all laid out in different colors, and the lights in the room we're near blinding, basking the pedestals in even more glory. large control panels could be seen at the far end of the hall, where numerous buttons and dials covered each one. Full body scanners and monitors were propped up a distance, away from the pedestals, and the best part of the place was, there was a vending machine in the far right corner of the large room, where we can see King buying a coke bottle right now.
Some pedestals were bronze looking, with dents peppering the sides of them, spiderwebs and ants could be seen crawling in and out of them, and there were places of scorch marks at the sides, giving the impression that these pedestals might have been welded together sloppily. To make it short, the bronze pedestals were very crummy looking. Others took on a sliver appearance, giving off a few glimmers of shine, sparkling humbly from the lights in the ceiling of the area. All the slivers pedestals look like they were maintained to a basic degree, and the evidence of polish was sometimes seen on a few of them. Put it simply, someone standing on this, would feel a bit of pride flowing into them.
Next came the main attractions in the large hall, which were the golden pedestals. Each one shining brightly, almost as if it were emitting its own light. The smell that came off the golden pedestals were similar to that of mint money, as if it were bathed in coins and dollar bills. The Hero Organization logo could be seen on the sides of these pedestals, and the shadows they casted, covered the silver and bronze pedestals in a touch of darkness, as if it were resembling the situation of high class heroes over low class ones.
But the biggest eye catcher in the room, were the platinum pedestals, shining so brightly you would need to squint just looking at them, until your eyes adjusted to the gleam. The very pedestal could make someone of weak will, shudder, and what radiated from the pedestal was a sense of commitment and a responsibility to uphold its value, that was this pedestal. Countless times when an S-Class hero would stand on this pedestal, a fire was lit inside them, to make certain to not tarnish the very nature of this pedestal, and the honor that came with being presented to the audience on something so respected.
As Genos kept eyeing this pedestal, he could feel himself wanting to uphold his spot as an S-Class hero, to prove he deserves to stand on the pedestal, and to show his worth to the countless many who look up to him, and the many more that would follow, after this fight. King eyed Genos from afar from the vending machine, drinking his coke slowly, wondering why Genos was so fixated on, when he found himself trailing Genos's gaze to a pedestal. Once King laid his eyes on it, he felt compelled to prove something to somebody for some reason, as to why he just thought of that, he couldn't tell you, it was purely out of instinct.
"Each pedestal represents a specific class of hero, bronze being C-Class, silver being B-Class, gold being A-Class, and platinum being S-Class. With this type of classing, we're able to heighten the audience's attention, and give something that all heroes can stand on." The supervisor stated, interrupting Genos's thoughts.
"Y-Yes, they do clearly illustrate the class system of the Hero Organization." Genos said quietly, still eyeing the platinum pedestal.
"I can tell you like what you see." The arena supervisor said, smiling as he eyed Genos and King.
"Yes, I feel as though I need to prove something to this pedestal." Genos said, finally breaking his stare, to look towards the supervisor.
"Yea, I feel the same way…" King said aloud, still drinking his coke, also breaking his stare away from the pedestal.
"Well, you, me, and the rest of the heroes that ever stood on those pedestals, felt the same way when we saw that piece of equipment on the ground, shining as if it were judging our worth to stand on it…" The supervisor said with a forlorn look, eyes slightly heavy as he stared towards the pedestal.
"Yes, i ca relate heavily to what you're saying... What a minute, You? What do you mean, YOU?" Genos asked, wondering why a supervisor would relate to the feeling he was feeling.
"Oh yeah, that's right, most people forgot about me already… How many years has it been? 5, maybe 6 years now?" The supervisor said with a despondent smile, reminiscing on better times. He snapped himself out of it, however, and stared confidently towards Genos and King, taking a pose and slowly made gestures with his hands.
"To the many citizens that have only seen my after image, and to the countless problems I've solved in a blink of an eye, I am simply a man who wants to help the world. But to those that need me in an instant, and to the villains that swear they'll catch me, I go by my hero name. I'm the former S-Class Hero, Rank: 21, Mr. Elusive, a pleasure, and a blessing to meet the both of you, Demon Cyborg, and King." Mr. Elusive stated with a confident smirk, hands closing into an E shape, and as soon as Genos and King blinked, he disappeared.
"What the fu-" Was all King could let out, as Mr. Elusive came back into view, behind them and wearing a completely different outfit from his uniform.
Mr. Elusive was now sporting a silver cape, and a white face mask that was similar to Zoro's. He held a cane-like sword from his waist, and wore the most dapper suit known to the whole populace of the city. He flashed a million dollar grin, and made another gesture with his hands, this one now looking like an A. As if someone were to flip a switch, Mr. Elusive appeared back in front of Genos and King, much to the surprise of both of them. Mr. Elusive smiled again, as he saw Genos and King began to open their mouths, to ask a barrage of question, only to halted by his hand, as he began to talk himself, in the most mature way possible.
"To answer your questions, Yes, I was a hero back in the day, and yes, I know I just appeared out of thin air. My power is instant transmition, and I can appear anywhere in the world, at anytime." Mr. Elusive said, laughing as he saw the look on King and Genos's face.
"Um, can we at least know your real name, so we can process the info we just got hit with?" King said, as he slowly began piecing together the information.
"Oh, pardon me, that was very rude of me to not state it. My name is Robin, Robin Dabank." Robin said innocently, as Genos and King stood there, silent as a forest at midnight. A moment later, King was on the floor holding his sides, while Genos was struggling to hold a hand to his mouth.
"Y-you can't b-be serious!" King yelled laughing, as he tried to stop himself from peeing on the floor.
"I have to agree, you cannot expect us to believe that your real name is Robin Da-(Ahem)* Dabank…" Genos said weakly, failing at trying to sound serious, all to the dismay of Robin, who was visibly getting embarrassed by the second.
Robin vanished into thin air once more, and changed back into his supervisor's uniform. His face was as red a fire hydrant, and he tried frantically waving his hands at Genos and King, to get them to stop laughing at him.
"I'll have you know that that is my real name! Stop laughing at me!" Robin quietly yelled, losing all of his maturity in his speech, taking up a more annoyed, younger brother type of voice, and tried to get the two heroes to control themselves.
King and Genos we're having a field day, with Robin trying to calm them down, when a womanly figure entered the room, wearing dark blue denim jeans, and a black tank top. She wore sneakers that were a faded grey, and they way she styled her hair was in a bun-like fashion. The woman tapped her black-framed glasses a couple of times, and started to walk towards Genos and King With each step inside the room, the laughing lowered, as Genos and King started to hear the woman's foot steps as she crossed the room. Just when the woman was close enough to get a good look at, King started to have a panic attack right where he stood. Genos watched King as shook more violently as the woman walked ever so closer towards them. As soon as the woman came in to handshaking distance with Genos, King fell to the floor.
"King, what are you doing?!" Genos whisper-yelled towards King, who was now sweating bullets.
"U-um, nothing b-bro, it's just r-really hot i-in here, all o-of a sudden! I t-thought I s-should take a lay d-down, y-you know?" King said quietly, but with urgency, continuing to shake on the floor, as the woman came closer.
"Oh, Onee-chan is here now, now these guys won't bother me anymore." Robin said to himself with relief, since he knew that no one would mess with his older sister, unless they want to get severely hurt, that is.
"My, my, What do we have her?" The woman asked in a seductive tone, as she was now a few steps in front of Genos, and a few feet away from King.
"A tin soldier blondie, with armor as black as the soot that comes from a blazing fire. Nice parts, who made them?" The woman asked in the same voice, rubbing up on Genos as she did so. Genos simply stood there with a blank face.
"First of all, miss, Can you please stop that, that is something that shouldn't be seen in public, and second of all, who are you?" Genos asked politely, as he gingerly pushed the woman off of him.
"Oh, a gentleman are you, why isn't that sweet. By all means, excuse my previous behavior, since most of the people I tend to meet like me behaving in such a vulgar manner…" The woman said with inflection, even taking a curtsey at the end of the spiel. Genos simply rolled his eyes to the woman.
"My name is Felicitate, Felicitate Dabank, it was nice knowing you." The woman said, as she started to sink into the floor. Much to the shock of Genos, as the woman he was speaking to, disappeared straight through the floor.
"What the…" Was all Genos could say, as he was now sinking into the floor, just like the woman before him. What shocked him next was when his whole lower body was done sinking, the woman began to resurface onto the floor. As she was coming out of the floor, Genos was sinking deeper, until Felicitate was standing on the floor once more, and Genos's head was the only thing left above the floor.
"What is this, Felicitate?!" Genos cried out, as his whole body was now encased with the floor.
"Oh, I just made you experience the joy of being a floor rug. Doesn't it feel nice, my little, blonde, robotic, Jpop singer?" Felicitate said with much amusement in her voice.
"How did you do this?!" Genos asked, white-hot anger in his voice. Anger so hot, it could burn the ears that are listening to it.
"Silly cyborg, my tricks aren't for kids… to know, that is." Felicitate teased on, having a good time with the one she captured in the floor.
"Um, Onee-chan, these heroes have a fight to do, so can you please stop messing with them, I think they've learned their lesson with messing with me." Robin called in the distance, who was now standing besides King, who was sitting upright, drinking his coke, as if nothing happened.
"Oh sure thing Robin, anything for you! By the way, who's that guy next to yo-" Before she could finish the sentence, Felicitate spotted King, and squealed, running up to King, and tackling him on the floor into a gigantic bear hug.
"What's my King doing in such a dreadful place like this?" Felicitate asked in a very girly voice now.
"Felici-" King was about to say, when a pointed finger covered his mouth.
"Uh uh, remember what I told you to call me?" Felicitate said in a very seductive voice, vibrating ever so gently, much to the mixed emotions King was feeling.
"F-Feli, can you get off me, and let me explain the situation, please?" King said softly, while gingerly getting up, and helping Felicitate up with him.
"Sure, anything for my King." Felicitate said with glee, happy as could be when King was holding her hand so softly.
When King positioned himself right, and his hand still holding Felicitate's, he took a deep breath, and told the story as he did, Why he was in the match, and why he was with his friend Genos.
"I had no idea this tin soldier was your friend, my mistake honey, please, let me get him out for you." Felicitate said obediently, and ejected Genos up from the ground, where Genos was sent flying into the air, and crashed back down on his face, Much to the laughter that King had to hold in, unless he would be roasted by a pissed of cyborg.
"You crazy woman, why did you do that to me?!" Genos argued loudly, standing up quickly, and trying to get reason as to why Felicitate did what she did.
"You were making fun of my little brother! What kind of older sister would I be if I didn't defend him from a mean cyborg?!" Felicitate cried out, standing next to King, hands still clasped with his.
Genos was about to counter, when King stepped in to speak. He faced himself in front of Felicitate, and spoke in a quiet, low, and rich voice, one that would make Felicitate melt whenever she heard it.
"Still, you shouldn't have done that to Genos, albeit, Genos and I shouldn't have made fun of your brother either. We're both sorry for what we did, and we hope that we can figure something out to make it up for the both you, and your brother, Robin. What do you say, Feli?" King said in his low voice, making Felicitate tremble a little from ecstasy.
"I-If you put it l-like that, then m-maybe we can d-do something later in the w-week…" Was all Felicitate could say, before King planted a small kiss on her cheek, causing her to lose all the balance in her body.
King stepped back from Felicitate, and made sure she landed on the ground as softly as she could. It took about a good 30 seconds for Felicitate to get her bearings again, and she had to mentally schedule something in her busy week for King, and his company.
Robin, on the other hand, was at a loss for words. He watched that whole scene take place, and couldn't find the words to say. Never in his life has he ever seen his older sister go "Gaga" for anyone, let alone a guy. So to now see this hero have the hold on his sister now, it made him shudder all types of ways, from up and down, to side to side. Robin always knew his older sister was one of the toughest people he knew, so to see her like this now, made him determined that this hero would treat his sister right.
"I-I'm sorry for burying you in the floor, and treating you this way, Genos… It was Genos, right?" Felicitate said, head bowed. King watched the whole thing to make sure it was respectable enough.
"It's okay Felicitate, I forgive you." Genos said slowly, with a sigh of annoyance, and a bit of guilt too, Genos accepted the apology, and also apologized to her and Robin for making fun of him, and their name.
As time went on, all 4 of them went into a huge conversation, asking who about what, and what about when. It was like this for 10 minutes, and then an interesting question was asked by Genos.
"Who are you, Felicitate?" Genos asked in an innocent voice, curiosity piquing his interest.
"That's right, people already forgot about me… How long is it now, 10 years?" Felicitate asked herself, a little sad by the memory of old days past.
She then snapped herself out of it, and smiled a very seductive smile towards Genos's and King's way. She wore that smile for a while, then sank into the floor as she was doing this, much to the surprise of Genos again. A second later, Felicitate came out of the ground again, wearing a very suggestive piece of cloth around her waist, and what covered the top wasn't any better. She wore dark brown stripes of clothing that barely covered her body, and her glasses turned into aviators, covering her eyes from view. Her bun-like hairstyle was now wild and free flowing, and the very ground below her was constantly turning, like a whirlpool of water, expect that this was the floor, which was made of decades worth of concrete. Felicitate could see the wonder in Genos's eyes, and laughed at the look her brother and King were making towards her.
Felicitate then moved her hands in a way that seemed to move the very floor beneath her, causing a single pillar of concrete to form, which she then stood on it, and raised her hands to create more pillars behind her. With her powers in motion, Felicitate spoke with a voice now filled with confidence, and vibrato, she told these heroes her side of the hero world.
"To the countless people I've saved, and the massive amount of disasters I've stop single handedly, I am simply a woman wanting make the world a better place. But for the individuals that I command their respect, and to those that demand my attention, I go by my hero name. I am the former S-Class Hero, Rank: 20, Ms. Attraction! It's such a delight to meet and know you people, from the bottom of my heart!" Felicitate spoke confidently, and full of pride.
Genos looked at King with eyes that asked a certain question, all to which King answered back with a simple "Not right now, I'll explain later…" and Genos simply took the hit.
After that confidence high from announcing her name, Felicitate felt very embarrassed about the whole ordeal, and reverted back into the floor, to change back into her normal clothes. Her face was red with embarrassment, and she decided to hide her head within King's chest, with King only giving a silent grunt in response, King even went as far as petting her hair to calm her down, which seemed to work. Genos still looked at King with those questioning eyes, and King answered back with another one of his looks, Which Genos simply shrugged at the response.
"Anyway, Felicitate, how do you move the floor like that? Do you control concrete or something?" Genos asked Felicitate, who was still buried in King's chest.
With a little time, Felicitate brought her head out of King, and faced Genos, while wrapping herself in King's arms.
"It's not a matter if I can control something, It's the matter if I can make that something attracted to me." Felicitate said, as if that were the easiest thing for someone to comprehend, to which was answered from Genos with a look of confusion.
"I know that look, so here's a crash course on how my powers work. You see, I can make molecules within almost anything that is matter, attractive, or repulsive. My body works the same way, allowing me to either be attracted to a piece of matter, or to be repelled by it. Kind of like water and a magnet. That's why I can melt into anything, like sugar in water, or levitate on anything, like two magnets reflecting each other. The same goes for me making something else repulsive, or attractive." Felicitate said, while holding her hand up towards King's coke bottle, which was in his hand at the time.
After few moments, the coke bottle went flying out of King's hand, and flew towards Genos's body. When the bottle crashed into Genos's body, coke spilled itself all over his backside.
"What the hell, Felicitate?!" Genos yelled out, pissed that there was coke on him now.
"Wait a minute…" Felicitate said, smiling smugly, holding her hand towards Genos.
What happened next was that the coke seemed to vibrate slightly on Genos, then after a couple of seconds, droplets of coke flew off of Genos, and flew right back into the coke bottle. When the bottle was full enough of the spilt coke, the bottle flew right back into King's hand, almost like it was guided there.
"Woah, now that's pretty cool, Feli, I'm not drinking this though, cause it has Genos all over it." King said, putting the bottle down, with a happy Felicitate snuggling up to King's body.
Genos was silent, seeing as he was completely dry now, and there was no drop of coke on him. He eyed Felicitate with a eyes full of understanding, and a little bit of annoyance, knowing that he was used as a demonstration for her powers.
"Not bad at all, Felicitate, that was pretty impressive, up until I was hit with a bottle…" Genos admitted, still a little steamed about getting wet in the first place.
"My older sister is one the best heroes I know, so think twice before you talk her as if she isn't better than you." Robin chimed in, happy that Genos experienced his sister's way of teasing.
Genos looked over to Robin, which reminded him about his power, and how it works.
"Robin, how does your power work?" Genos asked Robin, facing his direction.
"Finally, I was beginning to think that all of you forgot about me." Robin said with a relieved sigh, he was suppose to tell King and Genos about himself, until he was made fun of by his name.
"My power works in the way I move my hands, I call them formations. A means to Appear, meaning that I can appear anywhere I want, the only place that I can't go is inside of other people, or the vacuum of space. E means to Elude, meaning that I can vanish out of existence without a trace, for as long as I want, the only thing is that I can only vanish if my hands are in the E formation. T means to Transfer, meaning I can warp someone to a place of my choosing, the same rules apply to my Appear to my T formation, though I can only transfer one person at a time, and it takes a few minutes to warp someone other than me. O means to Obtain, meaning I can steal any object in the world, at any giving time, The only downside is that if I want to take another object, I would need to return the previous I took. The last formation I have is the most dangerous, and it's W, which means Wipe, Where I can attempt to erase someone, or something from existence. The downside to this is that I can only use it three times a day, and once I wipe something, it stays wiped, forever. However, the bigger the object, the harder it is to wipe it away from existence, and the longer it takes to erase the object." Robin said, having everyone's attention.
Genos and King looked at Robin with wonder in their eyes, this man can literally steal anything in the world, and he can go anywhere in the world. Hell, he can even leave the world for a time being, even go as far as erasing something from existence if he wanted to. So many applications of bad could be used from the power Robin has it, yet he still chooses to be a hero. That thought alone made Genos and King respect him even more now, considering with the power he has, Robin could have been living the easy life. Thing was, Robin kept talking about his power.
"If you think erasing doesn't sound too bad, you're wrong. When I go in Eluded formation, or leave existence itself, I get placed in a void of black, a place where there is an absence of color. It's like space, but a hell of a lot colder, and devoid of anything bright, and warm." Robin said, his voice full seriousness.
"And right in the middle of that darkness, is a huge swirling vortex, like a dark whirlpool, that makes everything even darker still. It's always turning in a slow rotation. Like a self eating snake, the void turns on itself, slowly, and constantly. If an object is within the void, it would simply be absorbed into something that is beyond comprehension. Let's call it a black hole for lack of a better term. I never get absorbed, since I'm not considered matter when I go into my Eluded formation, so I just watch the void slowly turn on itself, over and over... Every time I disappear from existence itself, I watch an eternity pass every second when I'm within this void. So don't think this power is all fun and cool, when there's something like that on the other side. That's why I try not to stay in Eluded formation for too long." Robin said, a hand on the back of head.
That very statement made Genos and King turn a shade of white, fully conscious on what this man is capable of doing if he were pissed off.
"W-Wow, I feel bad for making fun of your name now, Robin…" King said bowing slightly, Felicitate still wrapped in his arms.
"I-I agree with King, we're sorry for doing so." Genos also said, also bowing silently in forgiveness in front of Robin.
"I-It's quite alright, you guys don't need to do that, I forgive you already!" Robin said hastily, getting embarrassed as two current S-Class heroes are bowing to him. Felicitate laughed at her brother, greatly amused at his flustered face.
"W-Well, whatever it is, you guys need to get going, you have a fight to do!" Robin said, as he was eyeing his wrist watch, seeing as how the next match will start in 5 minutes.
"You're right Robin, these guys need to go, now." Felicitate said, letting go of King, sighing in the process.
"You better win King, otherwise, you will see what happens when you disappoint your Queen…" Felicitate said, looking at King with a flirty look.
"Y-Yea, anything for you, Feli…" King coughed out back, walking towards a platinum pedestal.
"You too, tin soldier, you're out there with my King, so you better win for me as well." Felicitate said towards Genos, as he was also walking towards another platinum pedestal.
"Yes, Felicitate, I'll watch over King, and take care of the two heroes that we will be going against us in a few moments." Genos said easily, as he readied himself on the pedestal.
Felicitate let out a smile, seeing as how she now has a reliable tin soldier to saddle up with her King. Robin, in turn, walked towards the control panels of the room, and pressed a few buttons that made the pedestals shake a bit. The monitors in the room came to life, and scanned Genos and King quickly, and quietly. Almost as fast as it turned on, the scanners shut down, with a little "ding" to confirm the results. Robin gave the thumbs up towards King and Genos, and pressed a huge green button, which made the pedestals start rising. King and Genos stood proudly on the pedestals, and with a few seconds passing, a panel in the ceiling of the room opened, to show sunlight bathing the both them. When they were almost to the top of the arena, Felicitate showed from the floor.
"You better win King!" Shouted Felicitate, jumping up to see King off.
"You betcha, anything for you, Feli!" King roared, sending Felicitate a few confident smirks to keep her at ease.
So with that, the panels came to a close, and the pedestals safely at the top. Robin looked at Felicitate with a confident look.
"Those guys are going to win, right?" Robin asked, walking towards a stairwell that leads directly to the arena seats.
"Oh yeah, with my King up there, and his tin soldier at his back, nothing will break them." Felicitate said confidently, walking with her little brother towards the stairwell, and waiting for her beloved King.
Inside the Arena...
The panels opened up on the snow covered plains, and two S-Class heroes appeared, each one having a certain aura radiating out of each of them. The first hero being a man with a scar as fierce as the monster that dared to hit him, and the second hero with a thousand-yard stare that could burn the living hell out of anyone caught in his gaze. Both heroes looked out towards a crowd of thousands that came today to see the fight between S-Class heroes.
"You ready for this, Tin Soldier?" King said jokingly, as he took a stance of pure fighting intent, making Genos tense up involuntarily.
"Anything for you, your highness." Genos said confidently, the sounds of his engines starting up overtaking the silence. Mechanical flaps opening, and closing, servos in his arms and legs whirring with power, and his chest lighting up with blue/orange fire, showing how eager Genos was for this fight.
King was overtaken by the fierce look Genos was giving, but he wasn't going to be trumped at looking tough, So King did something that he hasn't done in a while. He began preparing his muscles, and with a swift motion, pulled off a body builder's flex, one that showcased pure power and intimidation. The magnitude of King's flex blew vast amounts of wind in all directions, brushing off large piles of snow to blow everywhere. Genos was awestruck, seeing as King was able to show this much power by just flexing. Lucky for King, however, a large gust of wind happened to blew past him, making it look like his flex caused the massive amount of wind to blow past.
"I am glad that I was paired with you, King, let's win this match." Genos said, feeling very confident in his odds now.
"Yea bro, Let's kick some ass while we're at it!" King roared, reverting back to his normal posture.
Genos looked towards the crowds of people watching the match, and decided to play into them, seeing as how they were expecting a good match.
"I am the S-Class Rank: 14 Hero, Demon Cyborg! My engines are primed, and I am up to maintenance. I hope that I can give the match you people want!" Genos called out passionately, blasting out a cone of fire into the air, much to the immense amusement to the crowds watching.
King, not wanting to feel left out, also decided to play to the crowd's enjoyment.
"I am the the S-Class Rank: 7 Hero, King! I'll show you the power of the strongest hero! Let me give you the match you deserve!" King roared, taking a pose that made the very arena shake, everyone in the arena felt the rumbling, and after a few moments of silence, the crowd erupted in cheers and hollers.
King was even luckier now, considering the arena's machinery happened to have a wide-scale hiccup at that moment, causing the arena to shake slightly. As King was posing, he was lucky enough to pose at the right time of the hiccup, making his pose look like he shook the whole arena.
King never felt this type of way before, having thousands people cheering for you. Sure, before, he would ignore that feeling, and trade it for a night of dating sims, and high scores. But to actually revel in the feeling, it was like he was high on it, and he couldn't stop himself from taking in more. King knows for a fact that he can't do jack shit with power he has, or lack of said power, but for just a moment in this, he was able to enjoy it as if he truly was the strongest of all other heroes.
Just when both S-Class heroes are losing themselves to the crowd, the sound of two large panels opened up, revealing an S-Class hero, and an A-Class hero posing on a golden and platinum pedestal. A child wielding a backpack that had mechanical legs stretching out of it, was posing as if he were going to play a videogame, and a man that had hair that looked softer than an angel's wing, posed himself like a singer holding a mic in the air after a night of intense singing. Both heroes were feeling the cheers, and with a little time, they called out towards the audience.
"I am the S-Class Rank: 5 Hero, Child Emperor! I hope to all of you that you can learn something from this match today!" Child Emperor called out, waving to the thousands that are watching the match.
"I am the A-Class Rank: 1 Hero, Sweet Mask! Let me leave you all dazzled with the true looks of a hero, let this match be evidence to that!" Sweet Mask shouted loudly, making more model poses that highlighted his face and hair.
The crowd watching before them went crazy, seeing as they were going to watch one of the best fights to go down in the tournament, and in history. Most people were lucky to see a rare 2v2 match up, not to mention King's first match ever. The people in this crowd today were indeed lucky to see this match today, and they knew that the tournament is just going to get better as time went on.
The arena clock appeared, and timer was ticking down, as all four heroes took their respective sides on the field. Snow blew through the wintery plains of the arena, and the initial nervousness in each hero was turned into determination, and the sole fact of winning overtook their minds, to prove something to the vast crowds of people watching the match at hand. With both sides wishing war's fortune for each other, the timer ticked down ever so slowly.
"Show me your true colors, DEMON CYBORG!" Sweet Mask called out towards Genos, who, in turn, answered with a powerful whirring noise coming from his arms.
"I hope you're ready to lose, Sweet Mask! Child Emperor, I wish you the best of luck, however!" King roared to the opposition, which Child Emperor responded with a steady and focused eyes.
Like a well oiled machine, the clock tick down, giving everyone a few moments of breathing. However, it was when the timer clicked down to 10 seconds, when all four heroes held in a breath, and focused on the opponent before them.
5…
The tension in the air was thick, and heavy…
4…
All people in the crowd were on their tiptoes, waiting for the fight…
3…
The snow piles trembled, knowing what was going to happen in the coming battle...
2…
Each hero was dead set on getting the record straight, that they all had something to prove…
1…
Time stood still for a moment, as one individual had the nerve to cough in this moment…
(Dooong)... (Dooong)... (Dooong)...
3 rings of the bell could be heard, and without a single moment wasted, all heroes rushed to each other, each one preparing a move, or an attack. Genos could be heard, priming an arm cannon towards Sweet Mask's way, While vice versa, Sweet Mask was rushing Genos with both hands aiming towards him. Child Emperor was already fiddling with his pack, and pulled out a small box that formed into a full body robot, and King was doing a stance that made the crowd cower, scared at what he was about to do. Whatever it was going to be, everyone knew that this was going to be one of the best matches in the tournament, and it was going to take a lot to top a match like this one.
Get ready people, because I came back, with a vengeance! Chicken has a back log waiting to be thrown at you, so get ready to be hot with it. See you people in the next one!