Disclaimer: I'm stuck on disclaimer ideas today. So lets just say I don't own a lot of what's in here. Basically, all that's mine is the plot and most of the main characters.
The rest of the tournament went as expected. Cryos dominated the Special-Humanoids league. Zon dominated the Other league.
The only fight in the whole championship that was even close was the final fight in the Humanoids league, Boba Fett vs. the young Noghri warrior. Fett won when he threw a grenade at the tiny alien. Cryos didn't want to see the poor young fighter die, and zipped across the ring so fast that nobody could even see him. He knocked the grenade slightly off target so the Noghri was only stunned by the shockwave and not blown to pieces.
Zon saw it though, and was staring at Cryos the whole time the ring was being cleared for the final fight. He looked shocked, as if his worst enemy had just saved his life.
When Cryos tried to go down to the ring for the final match, Kentra refused to let go of him.
"Come on Kentra, let go!"
"No," She said, "that Zon guy is going to kill you. You said yourself you didn't know who'd win."
"Kentra, don't make this a repeat of the whole thing of Corosant where I got a ceiling dropped on me 'cause you wouldn't let go." She still didn't let go. "Kentra, I promise I'll be fine. Here."
Cryos reached into his pocket and pulled out a ring on a small chain. It was made of a greenish-blue metal with tiny gold patterns and a small red-orange jewel of some kind in it. "This was my mothers. It came from a planet that doesn't even exist anymore. Nobody I've ever asked knows how it was made, or even what it's made of. Now you know I'll be alright, because I want that ring back. Keep it safe for me."
He pressed the ring into her palm, and she reluctantly let him go.
"Oh, one other thing." Cryos stopped a moment longer. Kentra looked up with hope in her eyes. "When people like me fight, it can cause a lot of damage. You aren't going to want to stay there. At least move to the edge of the dome."
Kentra slumped over "Alright…"
"And Kentra?" She didn't even look up this time. "I love you." Cryos almost choked on the words. She was really the first person he'd met in the last thirty years that he truly loved. She looked up and smiled warmly at him with tears in her eyes.
"Oh, Cryos." She leapt into the air and flew to hug him.
"Ahh! Not now Kentra! Go on, get out of the way. And take Draco with you." Cryos glared at the nearly useless little lizard snoring contently on the rafter. Kentra scooped him up and carried him off as she flew to the edge of the dome and out of harms way.
After the ring was swept up, Cryos, Zon, Doonmach, and Boba Fett each took their places in a corner. There was a twenty-five second countdown until the fight began.
Just as the countdown was starting, Zon waved to catch Cryos's attention from the opposite corner of the ring. Zon began to make small, hard to see gestures. But the meaning was clear: You take Doonmach, I'll take Boba Fett, then we will fight.
Cryos just nodded.
When the whistle blew, Cryos and Zon took off in opposite directions. Cryos flew at Doonmach, but Doonmach was surprisingly fast for his size, and snatched Cryos out of the air.
The stench radiating from Doonmach's gigantic sweaty hand was unbearable, and Cryos got out of it in the fastest way he could think of.
Every blade on his body popped out with a stunning force. Cryos didn't usually use his Ice-Jin transformation. The blades were too bulky and it really didn't give him a whole lot more power. When he did use it, more often than not it was to scare someone. Seeing dozens of blades pop out of your opponent was enough to make most opponents back off. Other than the wrist blades he often used by themselves, there were many others. Tiny ones on his head that stuck through his long hair. Other, longer ones erupted from his shoulders, elbows, back, knees, and the longest ones on the tip of his tail. Cryos could control almost every blade on his body, and now he used every one he had. His clothes were cleverly designed to have slits where the blades popped out, but a few missed and tore new holes. I'm gonna need new clothes after this. Thought Cryos
The blades did their job and cut deep into Doonmach's flesh. Cryos heard the giant beast roar in agony, and then found himself being hurled at the ground.
He landed lightly on his feet where Doonmach threw him, and then waited calmly for his opponent to make the next move. Doonmach picked up his giant foot to stomp Cryos into the ground. But, unfortunately for the fish-faced monster, Cryos wasn't going to be that easy to defeat.
He grabbed Doonmach's giant toe and took of, lifting him into the air.
Doonmach screamed until Cryos dropped him on his head. After that he just snored.
Cryos shoved the fat bulk of Doonmach out of the ring, and turned to find Zon staring at him.
"What took so long?" The mantis asked.
"Just saving my energy for the main event." Cryos assured him.
Zon threw Boba Fett's battered, but still breathing, body from the ring, and the two fighters stepped up to face each other.
"What are you?" Zon said suddenly. "At first I thought you were one of his, but now I'm not so sure. Something he created wouldn't have saved that Noghri. And would have killed every fighter that stood up to him."
"Who's he?" Asked Cryos. "I don't work for anyone. I like my freedom."
Zon seemed to think it over. "No, I won't tell you, yet. I still don't trust you, I like my freedom as well. And my life."
Cryos was going to press the question further, but the crowd, by this time thoroughly drunk, was screaming for blood. Beer cans were staring to rain down in the ring.
"Well, are we going to fight or what?" Cryos asked.
"Yes, let us begin." Zon smiled and fell back into a fighting stance.
Cryos retracted his blades so they wouldn't get in the way, then went into his own stance.
Zon made the first move. He folded his mantis arms to strike with the rounded back part. But Cryos caught the massive two handed punch and held onto Zon's arms. The big bug couldn't get away. Cryos was able to hold him for a few seconds until Zon started using his little pincher arms to fight back.
Cryos was forced to let him go or risk having his stomach dissected. He glanced down to inspect the little rip on his shirt, and when he looked up, Zon had vanished.
Cryos concentrated for a moment to pick up Zon's energy, then vanished the exact instant Zon reappeared with his bladed arms stuck in the air right where Cryos had been.
Zon remained only for a moment, then vanished again. Just as Cryos reappeared with his own arm blades right where Zon had been. Then he vanished, and they were both gone.
The crowd was starting to get restless again with the lack of activity. But just a few seconds after things started flying through the air again, the roof of the dome exploded in a ball of light.
Zon crashed onto the floor of the ring hard enough to make a big crater in it. And then the pieces of the roof started to cave in. A ten-foot support beam landed right on Zon's back.
Cryos simply appeared next to him and pulled the girder off. Then he held out his hand to help Zon up.
Zon grabbed Cryos's hand with one of his small pincher hands, and tried to pull Cryos down with him! But Cryos was ready for a cheap move like that.
Spinning around, he whipped Zon over his shoulder and flung him into the center of the ring. It took Cryos a few seconds to realize that Zon's pincher arm was still hanging onto his hand!
"Eewww!!" He shouted and pulled the arm off. Cryos looked up a Zon, and saw that the bug wasn't even phased by losing an arm. "Are you ok?" Cryos asked him.
"My arms regenerate, I'll be fine in a day or so. More than I can say for you!" Zon launched himself at Cryos again, this time with the blades fully out and slashing to kill. Cryos was forced to block with his own arm blades. Blocking and slashing, blocking and slashing. They moved so fast that the people on the crowd could only see a blur of blades.
But the slashing only went on for a minute or so. Then one of Cryos's arm blades shattered, forcing him to jump back to avoid having his chest ripped open.
Now it was Zon's turn to gloat. "Oh," He said sarcastically. "I've broken your precious blade. Now what will you do?"
Losing a blade didn't bother Cryos too much. He had broken quite a few over the years, and he's lose more before his quest was finished "Oh, I'll be alright." Cryos told him. "I regenerate too." He shook his arm and the stump of blade fell off. Cryos held up his hand and a new, fully formed blade sprang from his wrist.
Zon was angry. "Errrrr… Enough of these games! We both have more power than we're using. I say we stop fooling around!"
"Hmmmm…" Cryos was inspecting his newly grown blade. "If you want to go all out I'm ready whenever you are."
"Finally!" Zon Shouted over the roar of the crowd. He took a few steps back, and seemed to concentrate. A gummy off-white membrane closed over his eyes and his three remaining arms went limp.
The ground started to shake. Just a little at first, then more, and finally so much that more pieces of the ceiling started falling.
Cryos glanced up at Kentra to see if she was alright, but he couldn't see her. Hopefully she had gotten to safety.
He looked back at Zon. Pieces of duracrete in the ground were starting to rise up all around him.
Then Cryos got a glimpse of Zon's true power. And it scared him.
