Ryu VS Mario
Ryu and Mario looked each other over. They had no idea what the other was capable of. Neither did many of the other warriors, as they all focused on the two who were about to fight. Even the most reserved of these warriors seemed interested in seeing what powers might be hiding inside of these opponents.
They both basked in the strong yellow light which descended upon them, sizing each other up as the tournament master gazed at them from beneath his hood. Ryu certainly had the size advantage. He was taller than Mario and built. He wore a white gi with shredded sleeves and white pants which that matched. A black belt was tied around his waist and two red bands cradled his wrists. A white bandana was placed around his head, and brown hair topped it.
Mario was the shorter warrior, greatly undersized, but he held a steely resolve. His fists clenched inside of his white gloves, his feet inside of his brown boots were planted on the cold stone floor. A long sleeved red shirt was tucked under his blue overalls. Mario also wore a red cap, with a white centered area having a red 'M' on it.
Now the warriors were poised and ready, set in their fighting stances, watching and waiting for the other to make a move.
Mario sighed long and deep. Ryu looked quizzically at his opponent, trying to figure out what he was thinking. It was then that Mario struck, sending fireball after fireball bouncing across the floor at Ryu. Ryu quickly somersaulted over the first two, but came down directly in the path of the third one. It struck him full force and Ryu hastily threw himself into a guarded defense as a fourth and fifth fireball slammed into him as well. Mario's large dark eyes eagerly scanned his opponent, looking for all signs of damage that might have just incurred. Ryu slowly lowered his arms and stared back at Mario, blinking twice.
"That's it?" Ryu asked astonishingly, barely above a whisper.
Mario watched as Ryu cracked a smile. He quickly glanced at the others. Ken and Fei Long had huge grins on their faces.
"You're still a long way from developing a true fireball. Here, I'll show you." Ryu looked eager to show off.
"Oh boy-a." Mario responded sarcastically.
Ryu put his hands together, leaving an opening between his knuckles. A bright glow swallowed his hands. Then with a flash…
"Hadoken!"
A swirling ball of white and blue flame left Ryu's opened hands and came speeding in at Mario. There was little time to react, and Mario took the blow in full force. Mario was thrust to the ground by the incredible force and he landed hard on his back. The fireball dissipated and Ryu smirked.
"Mama mia. That-a hurt!" Mario complained as he stood back up.
Instantly Mario was met by Ryu's helicopter kick, a spinning airborne kick which hit Mario several times before the little plumber was knocked back to the ground. Mario struggled back onto his feet, a single tear dripping down his face. Ryu looked sympathetically at the undersized warrior. Another tear rolled down Mario's cheek.
"I'm sorry. Haven't you ever fought before?" Ryu questioned.
"No-a. I live in-a peaceful kingdom-a. Nothing bad ever happens-a there." Mario sobbed.
"I had no idea. I'll tell you what." Ryu leaned close and whispered, "I'll just throw you out of the ring, that way you don't get hurt."
"What did you-a say-a?" Mario replied through a choked voice.
"I said," Ryu leaned in closer to make sure Mario could hear, "I'll just throw…"
Ryu was caught by surprise as Mario launched his devastating uppercut flat on Ryu's chin. A loud ching was heard as the taller warrior was flung back into the air from the force, and landed soundly on the cold stone floor. Ryu quickly pushed himself up, his eyes greeted by the maliciously smiling Mario.
"Peaceful kingdom, huh?" Ryu glared at Mario.
"I only smash-a blocks with that attack-a." Mario grinned even more so.
Ryu could feel warm blood trickling from his chin.
"Now you're going to get it."
Ryu charged the grinning plumber and Mario raced to meet him. They moved forward until it looked as though they would collide. Mario tightened his fist as he once again sprung upward with his uppercut punch. Boing! But Ryu had skid to a stop, narrowly avoiding the attack. Soon gravity had its way and Mario began falling back down toward the arena and the awaiting Ryu. Ryu gazed up at his foe, determination in his eyes.
"Shoryuken!" Ryu yelled as he launched his own uppercut, the fearsome dragon punch.
"Oh-a no-a." Mario's voice echoed as he was hit far back into the air.
Joe and the others watched as Ryu's dragon punch sent Mario flying up and away from the arena floor. Mario then dropped from the sky like a crashing meteor, plummeting into the thin area of lower ground surrounding the arena floor.
"Mama mia." Mario yelled before falling unconscious.
"That's it!" The tournament master yelled from his seat, "Ryu has won the fight."
Ryu looked up at the tournament master and then walked back to the waiting area. Two smaller hooded and cloaked figures came out of the adjacent area of the arena, where a similar waiting room was, and made their way to the fallen pipe unplugger. They stared down at him with curious eyes.
"Man, he got beat up bad." One said in a childish voice.
"Look at his mustache, it's weird." The other also had a childish voice, sounding slightly younger than the first, "And look at his nose, its huge!"
"You two hurry up and get him to the recovery room." The tournament master barked his order over to them.
"We better move him before your dad has a fit." The younger voice spoke.
"Yeah no kidding, he's been grumpy lately. My mom says it's because…"
"Now brats!" The voice commanded again.
The two figures quickly grabbed Mario and disappeared into a room.
"Finally." The hooded master said to himself, "Now, the next two warriors get out here." He directed his voice toward the waiting room underneath his position.
Ken and Joe ascended the short steps to the arena floor. Ken looked over his young rival, seemingly a bit skeptical about his challenger. Joe returned a look of utter confidence as he felt along his belt, grabbing his pokeball. He slowly loosened it from his belt, holding it tightly in his right hand. Ken took his place at the opposite side of the arena, turning to face Joe again. Joe kept the ball tightly in his hand, sliding his thumb over it. His arm cocked back.
"Now Posideus, I choose you!"
Ryu and Mario looked each other over. They had no idea what the other was capable of. Neither did many of the other warriors, as they all focused on the two who were about to fight. Even the most reserved of these warriors seemed interested in seeing what powers might be hiding inside of these opponents.
They both basked in the strong yellow light which descended upon them, sizing each other up as the tournament master gazed at them from beneath his hood. Ryu certainly had the size advantage. He was taller than Mario and built. He wore a white gi with shredded sleeves and white pants which that matched. A black belt was tied around his waist and two red bands cradled his wrists. A white bandana was placed around his head, and brown hair topped it.
Mario was the shorter warrior, greatly undersized, but he held a steely resolve. His fists clenched inside of his white gloves, his feet inside of his brown boots were planted on the cold stone floor. A long sleeved red shirt was tucked under his blue overalls. Mario also wore a red cap, with a white centered area having a red 'M' on it.
Now the warriors were poised and ready, set in their fighting stances, watching and waiting for the other to make a move.
Mario sighed long and deep. Ryu looked quizzically at his opponent, trying to figure out what he was thinking. It was then that Mario struck, sending fireball after fireball bouncing across the floor at Ryu. Ryu quickly somersaulted over the first two, but came down directly in the path of the third one. It struck him full force and Ryu hastily threw himself into a guarded defense as a fourth and fifth fireball slammed into him as well. Mario's large dark eyes eagerly scanned his opponent, looking for all signs of damage that might have just incurred. Ryu slowly lowered his arms and stared back at Mario, blinking twice.
"That's it?" Ryu asked astonishingly, barely above a whisper.
Mario watched as Ryu cracked a smile. He quickly glanced at the others. Ken and Fei Long had huge grins on their faces.
"You're still a long way from developing a true fireball. Here, I'll show you." Ryu looked eager to show off.
"Oh boy-a." Mario responded sarcastically.
Ryu put his hands together, leaving an opening between his knuckles. A bright glow swallowed his hands. Then with a flash…
"Hadoken!"
A swirling ball of white and blue flame left Ryu's opened hands and came speeding in at Mario. There was little time to react, and Mario took the blow in full force. Mario was thrust to the ground by the incredible force and he landed hard on his back. The fireball dissipated and Ryu smirked.
"Mama mia. That-a hurt!" Mario complained as he stood back up.
Instantly Mario was met by Ryu's helicopter kick, a spinning airborne kick which hit Mario several times before the little plumber was knocked back to the ground. Mario struggled back onto his feet, a single tear dripping down his face. Ryu looked sympathetically at the undersized warrior. Another tear rolled down Mario's cheek.
"I'm sorry. Haven't you ever fought before?" Ryu questioned.
"No-a. I live in-a peaceful kingdom-a. Nothing bad ever happens-a there." Mario sobbed.
"I had no idea. I'll tell you what." Ryu leaned close and whispered, "I'll just throw you out of the ring, that way you don't get hurt."
"What did you-a say-a?" Mario replied through a choked voice.
"I said," Ryu leaned in closer to make sure Mario could hear, "I'll just throw…"
Ryu was caught by surprise as Mario launched his devastating uppercut flat on Ryu's chin. A loud ching was heard as the taller warrior was flung back into the air from the force, and landed soundly on the cold stone floor. Ryu quickly pushed himself up, his eyes greeted by the maliciously smiling Mario.
"Peaceful kingdom, huh?" Ryu glared at Mario.
"I only smash-a blocks with that attack-a." Mario grinned even more so.
Ryu could feel warm blood trickling from his chin.
"Now you're going to get it."
Ryu charged the grinning plumber and Mario raced to meet him. They moved forward until it looked as though they would collide. Mario tightened his fist as he once again sprung upward with his uppercut punch. Boing! But Ryu had skid to a stop, narrowly avoiding the attack. Soon gravity had its way and Mario began falling back down toward the arena and the awaiting Ryu. Ryu gazed up at his foe, determination in his eyes.
"Shoryuken!" Ryu yelled as he launched his own uppercut, the fearsome dragon punch.
"Oh-a no-a." Mario's voice echoed as he was hit far back into the air.
Joe and the others watched as Ryu's dragon punch sent Mario flying up and away from the arena floor. Mario then dropped from the sky like a crashing meteor, plummeting into the thin area of lower ground surrounding the arena floor.
"Mama mia." Mario yelled before falling unconscious.
"That's it!" The tournament master yelled from his seat, "Ryu has won the fight."
Ryu looked up at the tournament master and then walked back to the waiting area. Two smaller hooded and cloaked figures came out of the adjacent area of the arena, where a similar waiting room was, and made their way to the fallen pipe unplugger. They stared down at him with curious eyes.
"Man, he got beat up bad." One said in a childish voice.
"Look at his mustache, it's weird." The other also had a childish voice, sounding slightly younger than the first, "And look at his nose, its huge!"
"You two hurry up and get him to the recovery room." The tournament master barked his order over to them.
"We better move him before your dad has a fit." The younger voice spoke.
"Yeah no kidding, he's been grumpy lately. My mom says it's because…"
"Now brats!" The voice commanded again.
The two figures quickly grabbed Mario and disappeared into a room.
"Finally." The hooded master said to himself, "Now, the next two warriors get out here." He directed his voice toward the waiting room underneath his position.
Ken and Joe ascended the short steps to the arena floor. Ken looked over his young rival, seemingly a bit skeptical about his challenger. Joe returned a look of utter confidence as he felt along his belt, grabbing his pokeball. He slowly loosened it from his belt, holding it tightly in his right hand. Ken took his place at the opposite side of the arena, turning to face Joe again. Joe kept the ball tightly in his hand, sliding his thumb over it. His arm cocked back.
"Now Posideus, I choose you!"