I decided that in honor of the tournament, I shall simply sit to the side
and watch the bishis battle it out with each other. Before I begin, I'd
like to thank all the loyal readers who put up with my delays. I hope you
like the outcomes. And if Sailorstarwinter happens to be reading this, I'm
sure she's very happy with the bishis I threw in the mix (one of the
reviewers calls them bishis, and I liked it, so I'm using it). On with the
first round.
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War of the White-Haired Bishounen part four: Mythics versus Metal
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Sephiyasha stood on the roof of Shinra HQ, looking down upon the warriors with obvious glee. One thing he'd always dreamed of seeing was a war between the universe's most powerful warriors, and today he would see it. One question still was nagging at the back of his mind though...
"Should I have had an all-out melee? Hmm... Nah, maybe next time."
As the first two warriors approached the arena, he put his thoughts aside as he picked up a megaphone left over from the era of shinra (coughcaitsithcough), and with his most dramatic voice, announced the beginning of the match.
"And now, being broadcast over universal television, the ultimate budokai ever held: the War of the White-Haired Bishounen. Eight of the universe's finest warriors will be fighting each other in a series of matches pitting them together in a vicious battle for their lives and integrity. They will have two options if they lose: either return home a disgrace, or die honorably to the hand of the victor. Who shall win? Who shall die? Who shall be heralded as a weakling?" *Fans universe-wide boo the final remark* "Ahh, shut yo mouths. Lets give it up for the first two warriors of the day: The man who's saved the world twice, already won the hearts of many, and can always have the last shot, Dante of Devil May Cry." *fangirls and two fanguys scream like there's no tomorrow* "And on the other end, he's fought so many previous wars that his hands are forever stained red, and he's even cheated death on one occasion. Please welcome The lightning count himself, Zechs marquis. Now, the battle shall begin in..."
"Hey Zechs, don't expect to win against me. I know you can't possibly win." Dante roared from one end of the arena, which was made up of the entire area between sectors 6 and 7 of the midgar slums, trash and junk lying everywhere.
"3..."
"Don't be so cocky Dante. Remember what Sephiroth told you earlier about how you're too cocky? He's got a reputation for being right about that kinda stuff." Zechs yelled back
"2..."
"What do you have to fight with huh? I see a single pistol on your belt, and I have various guns, swords, and the Ifrit's gauntlets to top it off. You outta just give up now and go home to your woman. And by the way, expect her to kick you out of the house, wimpy." Dante taunted as he smirked at Zechs.
"1..."
"If that's your attitude, then perhaps I should pull out the big guns first off. Get ready to be rocked." Zechs replied as he reached for a small remote control on his belt by his gun.
"FIGHT!"
Dante, expecting Zechs to draw his gun, lept to the side, drew both Ebony and Ivory, and launched several dozen bullets at the area where Zechs had been seconds before, then realizing that he had rushed him and was now on top of him, gun in his right hand, remote in his left. The gun was at Dante's eye as he ducked his head down, barely avoiding the shot though it grazed the top of his head. As he rolled behind Zechs, a mixture of white hair and blood fell to the ground where he had moved, and it was this clue alone that guessed Zechs into sidestepping as the demon handguns fired again into emptyness. Dante then realized that guns wouldn't work alone. He'd have to create a strategy to win this battle.
"There's gotta be some way to stop him from moving just for a moment," he thought as he dodged several more bullets from Zechs' pistol, many hitting the ground just behind his feet. Suddenly he got an idea, spurring him to move in on him close enough to stab him with Sparda in spear mode. As an eighth bullet emptied out Zechs' gun, Dante spun around and rushed him, raising Sparda from behind him and thrusting it in front of him. The result was cataclysmic, and unexpected in all, much to the eyes of the observers of the match...
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Sephiyasha was watching the entire match when his cell phone rang on the table next to him. Visually annoyed for having to be torn away from the action, he picked the phone up and answed it.
"This is Sephiyasha, may I help you?"
"Ahh, I was hopping that I'd be able to reach you, Mr. Sephiyasha. My name is Reno, and I have a business proposition for you in regards to the match."
"Yes, about that match. I'm in the middle of it, so if you could call me back when it ends, I'll listen to everything you have to offer."
"Agreed. This match is about to get much more interesting anyway. Check out what just happened." Reno said as he hung up, leaving Sephiyasha to wonder what at what proposition was so important to interupt him, and what had just happened below...
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As the dust cleared from where Zechs had been standing, Dante thought he was hallucinating, but that would turn out to be wishful thinking after the dust had settled. Zechs had not been impailed, but instead an enourmous hand had come out from the ground and blocked the great sword from him, Sparda's blade only managing to penetrate part of the mechanical outside.
"What the hell? How'd that get there?" Dante breathed. And as if Zechs had heard him, answered the question.
"This is Talgeese, My mobile suit and gift from the late Trieze Kushurinada. It's predecesors helped me battle in the old days, now it shall help me again to defeat you. Prepare for battle Dante." And with those words, Talgeese rose from the ground. Zechs lept up to the cockpit of Talgeese and activated the machine's systems. Eyes glowing to life, the mecha pulled a beam sword from its shield and thrust it into the ground next to Dante. "Hmm... he didn't even flinch. I'll have to be serious about him then."
"Oh man, how do I beat something so huge?" Dante thought as the sword rose from beside him and was thrust down again, this time aimed to kill, but he dodged to the side at the last second, drawing his guns, and firing demon bullets at the mobile suit. They didn't even scratch the armor. "Damn!" he thought as he dodged to the side as the vulcan guns in the head piece fired upon him, pocking the ground where he stood moments before, following him like Vash the Stampede to a plate of donuts. Hiding behind a lone pillar, Dante reached behind him for his shotgun, then thought otherwise and pulled out his grenade launcher.
"This outta at least scratch you, ya royal pain." Dante yelled as he launched several grenades at the mobile suit, all making contact with it's armor, the sounds of twisting metal behind the cloud of smoke left from the explosions. But to Dante's dismay, Talgeese was still there, unfazed by the usually disasterous onslaught.
"Fool, you can't possibly destroy the neo-titanium armor of this mobile suit. Remember what I said to you earlier? I was right wasn't I? And now you have nothing left to use against me. So what are you gonna do now, huh Dante?" Zechs taunted.
"Heh, I think it's time to heat things up a bit." Dante said as he tossed the grenade launcher behind him and pulled the Ifrit's gauntlets out from behind his back and threw them onto his hands, flames igniting to form an ghostly glow in the darkness of dust. "Let's see your fancy armor stand up to THIS onslaught," he yelled as he lept into the air and plowed the gauntlets into the shin of Talgeese, burning the metal till it became molten. The flames began to spread, as the burn from the single point moved through most of the armor on Talgeese' leg.
"What is this? Heat readings are off the chart... AAGH!" Zechs yelled as the status screen exploded in his face, sending shards of glass all over his face and arm. Out of reflex, he shot up the rockets, backing Talgeese away from Dante and his currently burning fists. "Damnit, where did he get that much power? And from a pair of gloves? I ended up underestimating this fool like I told him not to..." Turning on his speakers, Zechs spoke to Dante. "It's obvious that you're better than I thought, but those are only effective against me at short range. You'll have to rethink your strategy if you wish to beat me at this distance." Zechs yelled as he fired the vulcan guns at dante, who dodged all of them easily.
"You'd better get better aim if you wanna hit me at that distance you know. Otherwise, it seems that both of us are handicapped." Dante mussed over the situation.
"Hmph, not yet fool, I still haven't used my most powerful weapon yet..."
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"What's he talking about?" Sephiyasha wondered as he watched the battle raging below. Activating his computer, he searched his database for all available information regarding Talgeese. What he found scared him beyond the brink. "He can't possibly be thinking of using that in this battle... could he?"
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"What are you blubbering about ya monkey?" Dante yelled as Talgeese flew up into the air.
"Are you ready Dante? Prepare for my ultimate Buster cannon." Zechs yelled as Talgeese grabbed the object behind it's right shoulder which at the time Dante had assumed was simply there for show. Now he knew better. Within moments, the rifle literally split itself in half, and electrical currents began flowing throught the two halfs, until they reached the end of the barrel where they began to coagulate into a mass of yellow light.
"No you fool, you'll blow us all to kingdom come with that thing! Don't fire it!" Sephiyasha yelled as he ran onto the balcony on top of the old Shinra HQ building.
"I'LL SEND YOU TO THE BOWELS OF HELL DANTE." Zechs yelled as he fired the cannon straight at Dante, it's beam moving faster than the eye could see.
"NOOOOOOOOO!!!" Sephiyasha screamed as the beam smashed into the ground, obliterating everything that was in it's way and near it.
"GYAHAHAHAHAHA, YOU SEE, I WIN!" Zechs gloated, seeing the entire area obliterated before his eyes. Then from the burst, a new figure caught his eye. And it was coming straight through the beam itself. "WHAT THE HELL...IS THAT THING?" he gasped. It looked demonic, and seemed to be made of molten rock, and it moved as fast as the beam was moving. With a horendous crunch, it plowed through the cannon, the resulting explosion tearing Talgeese in half. As the lower half crashed to the ground, the demon-like creature landed behind it and fell to it's knees, and only then did Dante return to his human form. As he looked behind him at the damaged mobile suit, Zechs crawled out from the rubble, torn and bleeding. His left arm was bent at an odd angle, and his face was covered in red. His hair was dripping red as well, and tainted of it. With a final gasp, he fell to the ground, where he lay breathing heavily.
"Damn, I can't believe that happened. What the hell did Dante do? It happened way too fast for me to tell... eh?" Zechs choked as a hand reached down for him, and as he looked up, he saw the hand was connected to Dante, who was smiling.
"You alright Zechs?" Dante asked.
"I hurt all over, how about you?" Zechs smirked as he took Dante's hand and let it pull him to his feet.
"I knew you could take more than that assault. What do you usually do anyway?" Dante inquired.
"Destroy hundreds of mobile suits in a single sweep. You?" Zechs asked
"Destroy possessed mannequins by the hundreds."
"Hey, when I get better, I wanna rematch."
"You got it." Dante answered.
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"Holy shit, I thought this whole place was gonna be destroyed by that thing. Good thing it shorted out when it did." Sephiyasha breathed with relief as he flew down from the roof. As he landed silently, he made his way over to the two combatants, scowling as he did. "Zechs, what was that? You could have destroyed the entire city. We'd have had to end this tournament."
"Is that such a shame? At least I fought my hardest. And a deal's a deal..." Zechs voice gradually lowered as he spoke, his tone turning more vicious.
"Of course. She'll be fine, no sweat." Sephiyasha laughed (I'm so evil in this fic.). "Anyway, Dante's the winner, so lets get on with the second round of fighting: Bakura vs. Vicious. Will the combatants step forward?
Bakura entered the mostly ruined area from one side and wavered a bit, like he was having an internal conflict with himself. At the other side, Vicious drew his katana and entered a fighting stance. A minute later, they were both prepared to battle to the death if necessary.
"3...2...1... lets jam" Sephiyasha yelled. This made Vicious fall over backwards with sweatdrop overhead. This had the added effect of catching Bakura offguard, and he stared at Vicious' form for a moment before he stood up.
"This fight is already over boy." Vicious said cooly as he rushed the possessed teen, blade in hand. In response, Bakura held his hands over his chest, and a golder ring with spear-heads, containing a pyramid with an eye inside, appeared from its invisible state.
"I say we go to the shadow realm, where we can fight for more than our honor." Bakura laughed evily as the whole of the ruins, people included, were plunged into dark shadows. "If you lose here, no matter what, you will die. How do you like those stakes?"
"I've died at the hands of a dead man once. I feel no fear." Vicious responded, making a slice at Bakura, who stepped to the side to avoid the blade. Drawing a card out of his pocket, he spoke an incantation: "Monster, heed my call, I summon thee, demolish all!". Immediately, a rotting beast emerged from the card and stood, eyes flashing red. "Shadow ghoul, attack this fool." He yelled, causing the monster at is command to lunge at Vicious. Assuming a new stance, Vicious sidestepped the assault, then spun with his blade extended out from him, only stopping after the blade had become heavy with monster entrails. The shadow ghoul, bleeding immensly, fell to the ground and rotted into it.
"Was that the best you could come up with? I'd have had more of a challenge fighting flys." Vicious taunted as Bakura drew another card.
"Dark Necrofear, Obliterate him now!" Bakura yelled as a blue monster that appeared to have been sewn together emerged from the card and charged at Vicious. A futile effort, resulting in its head sliced off by vicious' sword. Grinning like a psycho, vicious raised his sword level to Bakura's head, and advanced.
"What will you do now boy? Your monsters aren't effective aganst me in the least," Vicious breathed, "I'll make you die slowly just for that injustice."
"I believe, Vicious, that you've spoken my line," Bakura said, a grin forming on his face, "And as it seems that my cards won't defeat you, I'll have to get rid of you myself". At this point, Bakura reached into his pocket and withdrew a two cards, containing various blades on them.
"I told you already, cards won't work against me." Vicious growled as he charged at Bakura, aiming for his heart.
"SWORDS OF REVEALING LIGHT!" Bakura yelled as he released that power of one of his newly drawn cards. The effect was instant: Vicious froze as numerous light swords surrounded his body, paralizing him.
"What trickery is this?" Vicious yelled, "How can I be immobile in this manner?"
"It's called magic, you simple minded fool," Bakura laughed as he raised his second card into the air, "and this is what I'm gonna kill you with: Skull Axe, activate!. The card flashed, and when the blinding light faded, the card was replaced by an axe with a shrunken head behind the blade. Bakura advanced on Vicious, his eyes beginning to glow red.
"And so ends the tale of Vicious, a flashy simple-minded coward that thought he could win against something as superior as me," he said as he stepped in front of Vicious, "Any last words before I chop off your head?"
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"Bravo, Bakura. I wasn't expecting this sort of comeback from you of all people," Sephiyasha mused as he watched the fight from Shinra HQ, "So lets see, if he wins, our deal was that I would get him this millenium puzzle he seeks. Humph, I didn't have to blackmail him even, although I'm certain he will not survive any further than this round." Checking the roster on his lap, he decided on the place for the third match to be held, based on who the next fighters would be. "Ah yeah, that will be perfect..."
As Sephiyasha went over his roster, he failed to notice what was happening below in the arena.
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"Yes Bakura, I have several words for you: you will die when you strike me."
"Surely you jest, you can't move any bit of yourself," Bakura laughed as he swung the axe into Vicious' neck. Blood spurted as Bakura laughed, and then as everyone watched in awe, Bakura fell to the ground, Vicious' katana sticking out his back through his heart. He was dead instantly.
"Heheheh, I warned you fool," Vicious groaned as the light swords and skull axe vanished, dropping him to the ground in a heap.
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Amidamaru: "Dramatic..."
Sephi: "Hell ya. Will Vicious be able to participate in the semi-finals? Find out next time.
Sephiroth: "Hey Amidamaru, I'm gonna kick your ass next chapter"
Amidamaru: "Hah, I will strike you down with my Buddha-Ghiri."
Sephiyasha: next time on "Battle of the White-Haired Bishounen"
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War of the White-Haired Bishounen part four: Mythics versus Metal
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Sephiyasha stood on the roof of Shinra HQ, looking down upon the warriors with obvious glee. One thing he'd always dreamed of seeing was a war between the universe's most powerful warriors, and today he would see it. One question still was nagging at the back of his mind though...
"Should I have had an all-out melee? Hmm... Nah, maybe next time."
As the first two warriors approached the arena, he put his thoughts aside as he picked up a megaphone left over from the era of shinra (coughcaitsithcough), and with his most dramatic voice, announced the beginning of the match.
"And now, being broadcast over universal television, the ultimate budokai ever held: the War of the White-Haired Bishounen. Eight of the universe's finest warriors will be fighting each other in a series of matches pitting them together in a vicious battle for their lives and integrity. They will have two options if they lose: either return home a disgrace, or die honorably to the hand of the victor. Who shall win? Who shall die? Who shall be heralded as a weakling?" *Fans universe-wide boo the final remark* "Ahh, shut yo mouths. Lets give it up for the first two warriors of the day: The man who's saved the world twice, already won the hearts of many, and can always have the last shot, Dante of Devil May Cry." *fangirls and two fanguys scream like there's no tomorrow* "And on the other end, he's fought so many previous wars that his hands are forever stained red, and he's even cheated death on one occasion. Please welcome The lightning count himself, Zechs marquis. Now, the battle shall begin in..."
"Hey Zechs, don't expect to win against me. I know you can't possibly win." Dante roared from one end of the arena, which was made up of the entire area between sectors 6 and 7 of the midgar slums, trash and junk lying everywhere.
"3..."
"Don't be so cocky Dante. Remember what Sephiroth told you earlier about how you're too cocky? He's got a reputation for being right about that kinda stuff." Zechs yelled back
"2..."
"What do you have to fight with huh? I see a single pistol on your belt, and I have various guns, swords, and the Ifrit's gauntlets to top it off. You outta just give up now and go home to your woman. And by the way, expect her to kick you out of the house, wimpy." Dante taunted as he smirked at Zechs.
"1..."
"If that's your attitude, then perhaps I should pull out the big guns first off. Get ready to be rocked." Zechs replied as he reached for a small remote control on his belt by his gun.
"FIGHT!"
Dante, expecting Zechs to draw his gun, lept to the side, drew both Ebony and Ivory, and launched several dozen bullets at the area where Zechs had been seconds before, then realizing that he had rushed him and was now on top of him, gun in his right hand, remote in his left. The gun was at Dante's eye as he ducked his head down, barely avoiding the shot though it grazed the top of his head. As he rolled behind Zechs, a mixture of white hair and blood fell to the ground where he had moved, and it was this clue alone that guessed Zechs into sidestepping as the demon handguns fired again into emptyness. Dante then realized that guns wouldn't work alone. He'd have to create a strategy to win this battle.
"There's gotta be some way to stop him from moving just for a moment," he thought as he dodged several more bullets from Zechs' pistol, many hitting the ground just behind his feet. Suddenly he got an idea, spurring him to move in on him close enough to stab him with Sparda in spear mode. As an eighth bullet emptied out Zechs' gun, Dante spun around and rushed him, raising Sparda from behind him and thrusting it in front of him. The result was cataclysmic, and unexpected in all, much to the eyes of the observers of the match...
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Sephiyasha was watching the entire match when his cell phone rang on the table next to him. Visually annoyed for having to be torn away from the action, he picked the phone up and answed it.
"This is Sephiyasha, may I help you?"
"Ahh, I was hopping that I'd be able to reach you, Mr. Sephiyasha. My name is Reno, and I have a business proposition for you in regards to the match."
"Yes, about that match. I'm in the middle of it, so if you could call me back when it ends, I'll listen to everything you have to offer."
"Agreed. This match is about to get much more interesting anyway. Check out what just happened." Reno said as he hung up, leaving Sephiyasha to wonder what at what proposition was so important to interupt him, and what had just happened below...
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As the dust cleared from where Zechs had been standing, Dante thought he was hallucinating, but that would turn out to be wishful thinking after the dust had settled. Zechs had not been impailed, but instead an enourmous hand had come out from the ground and blocked the great sword from him, Sparda's blade only managing to penetrate part of the mechanical outside.
"What the hell? How'd that get there?" Dante breathed. And as if Zechs had heard him, answered the question.
"This is Talgeese, My mobile suit and gift from the late Trieze Kushurinada. It's predecesors helped me battle in the old days, now it shall help me again to defeat you. Prepare for battle Dante." And with those words, Talgeese rose from the ground. Zechs lept up to the cockpit of Talgeese and activated the machine's systems. Eyes glowing to life, the mecha pulled a beam sword from its shield and thrust it into the ground next to Dante. "Hmm... he didn't even flinch. I'll have to be serious about him then."
"Oh man, how do I beat something so huge?" Dante thought as the sword rose from beside him and was thrust down again, this time aimed to kill, but he dodged to the side at the last second, drawing his guns, and firing demon bullets at the mobile suit. They didn't even scratch the armor. "Damn!" he thought as he dodged to the side as the vulcan guns in the head piece fired upon him, pocking the ground where he stood moments before, following him like Vash the Stampede to a plate of donuts. Hiding behind a lone pillar, Dante reached behind him for his shotgun, then thought otherwise and pulled out his grenade launcher.
"This outta at least scratch you, ya royal pain." Dante yelled as he launched several grenades at the mobile suit, all making contact with it's armor, the sounds of twisting metal behind the cloud of smoke left from the explosions. But to Dante's dismay, Talgeese was still there, unfazed by the usually disasterous onslaught.
"Fool, you can't possibly destroy the neo-titanium armor of this mobile suit. Remember what I said to you earlier? I was right wasn't I? And now you have nothing left to use against me. So what are you gonna do now, huh Dante?" Zechs taunted.
"Heh, I think it's time to heat things up a bit." Dante said as he tossed the grenade launcher behind him and pulled the Ifrit's gauntlets out from behind his back and threw them onto his hands, flames igniting to form an ghostly glow in the darkness of dust. "Let's see your fancy armor stand up to THIS onslaught," he yelled as he lept into the air and plowed the gauntlets into the shin of Talgeese, burning the metal till it became molten. The flames began to spread, as the burn from the single point moved through most of the armor on Talgeese' leg.
"What is this? Heat readings are off the chart... AAGH!" Zechs yelled as the status screen exploded in his face, sending shards of glass all over his face and arm. Out of reflex, he shot up the rockets, backing Talgeese away from Dante and his currently burning fists. "Damnit, where did he get that much power? And from a pair of gloves? I ended up underestimating this fool like I told him not to..." Turning on his speakers, Zechs spoke to Dante. "It's obvious that you're better than I thought, but those are only effective against me at short range. You'll have to rethink your strategy if you wish to beat me at this distance." Zechs yelled as he fired the vulcan guns at dante, who dodged all of them easily.
"You'd better get better aim if you wanna hit me at that distance you know. Otherwise, it seems that both of us are handicapped." Dante mussed over the situation.
"Hmph, not yet fool, I still haven't used my most powerful weapon yet..."
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"What's he talking about?" Sephiyasha wondered as he watched the battle raging below. Activating his computer, he searched his database for all available information regarding Talgeese. What he found scared him beyond the brink. "He can't possibly be thinking of using that in this battle... could he?"
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"What are you blubbering about ya monkey?" Dante yelled as Talgeese flew up into the air.
"Are you ready Dante? Prepare for my ultimate Buster cannon." Zechs yelled as Talgeese grabbed the object behind it's right shoulder which at the time Dante had assumed was simply there for show. Now he knew better. Within moments, the rifle literally split itself in half, and electrical currents began flowing throught the two halfs, until they reached the end of the barrel where they began to coagulate into a mass of yellow light.
"No you fool, you'll blow us all to kingdom come with that thing! Don't fire it!" Sephiyasha yelled as he ran onto the balcony on top of the old Shinra HQ building.
"I'LL SEND YOU TO THE BOWELS OF HELL DANTE." Zechs yelled as he fired the cannon straight at Dante, it's beam moving faster than the eye could see.
"NOOOOOOOOO!!!" Sephiyasha screamed as the beam smashed into the ground, obliterating everything that was in it's way and near it.
"GYAHAHAHAHAHA, YOU SEE, I WIN!" Zechs gloated, seeing the entire area obliterated before his eyes. Then from the burst, a new figure caught his eye. And it was coming straight through the beam itself. "WHAT THE HELL...IS THAT THING?" he gasped. It looked demonic, and seemed to be made of molten rock, and it moved as fast as the beam was moving. With a horendous crunch, it plowed through the cannon, the resulting explosion tearing Talgeese in half. As the lower half crashed to the ground, the demon-like creature landed behind it and fell to it's knees, and only then did Dante return to his human form. As he looked behind him at the damaged mobile suit, Zechs crawled out from the rubble, torn and bleeding. His left arm was bent at an odd angle, and his face was covered in red. His hair was dripping red as well, and tainted of it. With a final gasp, he fell to the ground, where he lay breathing heavily.
"Damn, I can't believe that happened. What the hell did Dante do? It happened way too fast for me to tell... eh?" Zechs choked as a hand reached down for him, and as he looked up, he saw the hand was connected to Dante, who was smiling.
"You alright Zechs?" Dante asked.
"I hurt all over, how about you?" Zechs smirked as he took Dante's hand and let it pull him to his feet.
"I knew you could take more than that assault. What do you usually do anyway?" Dante inquired.
"Destroy hundreds of mobile suits in a single sweep. You?" Zechs asked
"Destroy possessed mannequins by the hundreds."
"Hey, when I get better, I wanna rematch."
"You got it." Dante answered.
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"Holy shit, I thought this whole place was gonna be destroyed by that thing. Good thing it shorted out when it did." Sephiyasha breathed with relief as he flew down from the roof. As he landed silently, he made his way over to the two combatants, scowling as he did. "Zechs, what was that? You could have destroyed the entire city. We'd have had to end this tournament."
"Is that such a shame? At least I fought my hardest. And a deal's a deal..." Zechs voice gradually lowered as he spoke, his tone turning more vicious.
"Of course. She'll be fine, no sweat." Sephiyasha laughed (I'm so evil in this fic.). "Anyway, Dante's the winner, so lets get on with the second round of fighting: Bakura vs. Vicious. Will the combatants step forward?
Bakura entered the mostly ruined area from one side and wavered a bit, like he was having an internal conflict with himself. At the other side, Vicious drew his katana and entered a fighting stance. A minute later, they were both prepared to battle to the death if necessary.
"3...2...1... lets jam" Sephiyasha yelled. This made Vicious fall over backwards with sweatdrop overhead. This had the added effect of catching Bakura offguard, and he stared at Vicious' form for a moment before he stood up.
"This fight is already over boy." Vicious said cooly as he rushed the possessed teen, blade in hand. In response, Bakura held his hands over his chest, and a golder ring with spear-heads, containing a pyramid with an eye inside, appeared from its invisible state.
"I say we go to the shadow realm, where we can fight for more than our honor." Bakura laughed evily as the whole of the ruins, people included, were plunged into dark shadows. "If you lose here, no matter what, you will die. How do you like those stakes?"
"I've died at the hands of a dead man once. I feel no fear." Vicious responded, making a slice at Bakura, who stepped to the side to avoid the blade. Drawing a card out of his pocket, he spoke an incantation: "Monster, heed my call, I summon thee, demolish all!". Immediately, a rotting beast emerged from the card and stood, eyes flashing red. "Shadow ghoul, attack this fool." He yelled, causing the monster at is command to lunge at Vicious. Assuming a new stance, Vicious sidestepped the assault, then spun with his blade extended out from him, only stopping after the blade had become heavy with monster entrails. The shadow ghoul, bleeding immensly, fell to the ground and rotted into it.
"Was that the best you could come up with? I'd have had more of a challenge fighting flys." Vicious taunted as Bakura drew another card.
"Dark Necrofear, Obliterate him now!" Bakura yelled as a blue monster that appeared to have been sewn together emerged from the card and charged at Vicious. A futile effort, resulting in its head sliced off by vicious' sword. Grinning like a psycho, vicious raised his sword level to Bakura's head, and advanced.
"What will you do now boy? Your monsters aren't effective aganst me in the least," Vicious breathed, "I'll make you die slowly just for that injustice."
"I believe, Vicious, that you've spoken my line," Bakura said, a grin forming on his face, "And as it seems that my cards won't defeat you, I'll have to get rid of you myself". At this point, Bakura reached into his pocket and withdrew a two cards, containing various blades on them.
"I told you already, cards won't work against me." Vicious growled as he charged at Bakura, aiming for his heart.
"SWORDS OF REVEALING LIGHT!" Bakura yelled as he released that power of one of his newly drawn cards. The effect was instant: Vicious froze as numerous light swords surrounded his body, paralizing him.
"What trickery is this?" Vicious yelled, "How can I be immobile in this manner?"
"It's called magic, you simple minded fool," Bakura laughed as he raised his second card into the air, "and this is what I'm gonna kill you with: Skull Axe, activate!. The card flashed, and when the blinding light faded, the card was replaced by an axe with a shrunken head behind the blade. Bakura advanced on Vicious, his eyes beginning to glow red.
"And so ends the tale of Vicious, a flashy simple-minded coward that thought he could win against something as superior as me," he said as he stepped in front of Vicious, "Any last words before I chop off your head?"
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"Bravo, Bakura. I wasn't expecting this sort of comeback from you of all people," Sephiyasha mused as he watched the fight from Shinra HQ, "So lets see, if he wins, our deal was that I would get him this millenium puzzle he seeks. Humph, I didn't have to blackmail him even, although I'm certain he will not survive any further than this round." Checking the roster on his lap, he decided on the place for the third match to be held, based on who the next fighters would be. "Ah yeah, that will be perfect..."
As Sephiyasha went over his roster, he failed to notice what was happening below in the arena.
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"Yes Bakura, I have several words for you: you will die when you strike me."
"Surely you jest, you can't move any bit of yourself," Bakura laughed as he swung the axe into Vicious' neck. Blood spurted as Bakura laughed, and then as everyone watched in awe, Bakura fell to the ground, Vicious' katana sticking out his back through his heart. He was dead instantly.
"Heheheh, I warned you fool," Vicious groaned as the light swords and skull axe vanished, dropping him to the ground in a heap.
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Amidamaru: "Dramatic..."
Sephi: "Hell ya. Will Vicious be able to participate in the semi-finals? Find out next time.
Sephiroth: "Hey Amidamaru, I'm gonna kick your ass next chapter"
Amidamaru: "Hah, I will strike you down with my Buddha-Ghiri."
Sephiyasha: next time on "Battle of the White-Haired Bishounen"