Team Roshi ( sorry I took so long. Technical difficulties. But now my
computer loves me again, so I'm back! -) "Welcome to the Dark Bowl XXXXXXVIII! I'm you're referee Koto and I hope you enjoy this years tournament! The winning team will receive THE KING ENMA"S SCEPR! So enough talk and LET'S GET READY TO RRRRUUMMMBLLLE!!!!"
Thousands of demons cheered and screamed almost shaking the stadium. Xeroth, head of Xeroth corp., was nowhere to be found in this chaos, but sat in an air-conditioned private box over looking the crowded stadium. Koenma sat in a box on the opposite side in a state of anxious panic while Xeroth relaxed in a state of excited pleasure like a kid at a baseball game. Koenma was more like that kid who had placed more money than he had on a bet for the wrong team.
"First up, Team Roshi versus team Karo! Ready...GO!!"
The first match was between a skinny goblin type creature and a lovely, yet dangerous looking girl with raven hair and stunning bright eyes. She stepped into the sword with her head held high in a superior type of confidence as if to show that her opponent was grossly inferior. No sooner than she drew her weapon, a long glittering blade that flashed various colors in the sunlight like a polished opal, Li gasped and grinned. She knew this girl. She was none other than the Phoenix Warrior, a good friend of Li's. She flashed a quick smile at her before turning back to her opponent. 'I'll see you after I kill this sucker, Li.' She used telepathy to communicate with her old friend.
The Goblin made the first move, leaping at The Warrior in a wild rage snatching at her with long dagger-like claws. She knocked it backwards to send it soaring through the air with the blunt edge of her glorious sword. It hit the cement with a sickening crack and a pained shriek. It struggled to its feet, red eyes burning with renewed fury. The infamous Phoenix Warrior returned the glare with equal fierceness. Her stomach turned in disgust and she grimaced; goblins are such vile creatures with their warts and scaly vomit- green skin.
"Ughh, God you're ugly. I don't even want to soil my sword with your blood, its probably not even red." She complained and the goblin that was apparently incredibly offended lunged at his enemy a second time, this time striking her across the head with an iron hard claw. She returned this attack with a club to the head with the jewel encrusted hilt of her sword and followed up with a flurry of punches to the vomit- colored groin. The Goblin dodged the last punch and jumped behind The Warrior to catch her in the middle of the back with a savage kick.
The Phoenix Warrior reacted with a shriek that was more angry than pained. She spun around with her sword just in time to cleave the goblins head clear off its ugly neck. The decapitated head flew several feet through the air dropping a shower of oil black blood and landing with a sickening splat of dark fluid. The body dropped dramatically to its knees and then to the ground in an amazingly delayed reaction.
Koto skipped over to the victor who was speckled with the black blood of her victim. She raised her hand up in and shouted for the whole stadium to hear, "AND THE WINNER IS THE MYSTERIOUS PHEONIX WARRIOR!!!! Great job, we really love decapitations here, isn't that right everybody?"
The crowd roared enthusiastically confirming their sensational bloodlust. Kuwabara shuddered, he did not regret the violent death of the goblin but the sight of beheading was sure to give him nightmares for a week. Then in attempt to clear the thought from his mind, he thought of a question.
"Hey, why is that Phoenix Warrior chick so mysterious anyways?" Li giggled and answered. "Because nobody knows her real name, except for me, and I'm sworn to secrecy. Heehee..."
Team Risho completely mutilated their opposing team, team karo. The team featured Risho (of course), Gama, Jin, The Pheonix Warrior, a young kitsune named Ketsu and none other than Touya the Ice Prince himself. All of them won brutal victories against their opponents and in the end of it all; they left only cracked cement and bloody carcasses. Team Karo met its demise within an hour after The Phoenix Warriors success. Koto as well as anyone around with any sense at all in their demonic heads predicted great matches from this team.
Yoko Revealed!
Also, He's not a freakin' Pansy
Next, Kurama from Team Urameshi versus Ketsu of Team Risho! Ready... GO!"
Kurama's first move of course was to unleash his signature Rose Whip. And just like that, every young lady in the stadium swore they were in love.
Ketsu unsheathed a long slender sword from his robes. Both opponents took on an offensive stance. "Yoko! Why do you hide in this pathetic human flesh?"
"I do not hide. You know this. Why ask such a question Ketsu?"
"Because I could not believe the fate of a great legend such as yourself could ever be so. I cannot believe I actually looked up to you as a child. Show yourself! I wish to fight the spirit fox Yoko! Not his pansy human disguise!"
As you wish, Ketsu." Shuuichi made the breathtaking transformation into Yoko. Koto did not know what to do with herself.
"Is he just gonna stand there and take that? That guy just called him a freakin' pansy!" Li complained from the sidelines. "Kurama, in so many ways, is a pansy. He just happens to be a good fighter." Yuusuke responded. Not even Hiei could deny it. Kurama was the only one of them who could just take an insult and not utter an equally offensive comeback, except Kuwabara. But that was because Kuwabara was just too stupid to make up a good comeback.
Neither Kitsune seemed to have much of an advantage. For every thorn that pierced Ketsu, a new slash appeared on Kurama. For some time Yoko and Ketsu seemed to dart about each other in a violently powerful dance of cold steel and thorns. Yoko's golden eyes and Ketsu's sapphire ones stayed locked together. And all of a sudden in a mighty blow that Ketsu seemed to throw all his heart and soul into, he managed to cut Kurama's whip almost down to the kitsune's fist. The vine fell to the ground and seemed to writhe for a while like a snake after its head has been severed. Yoko leaped backwards, his silver hair flying, and gasped in surprise. His vine whip could cut through anything, metal, rock, even diamond! How could Ketsu have possibly managed to slice it?
Ketsu attacked the unarmed Yoko with an impossibly fast series of blows with his blade. Yoko countered what he could with his claws and tail and though he got a few hits in, Ketsu still had an overwhelming advantage for the moment. The enraged fox began to scream at him.
"Damn you Yoko! You have disobeyed the eleventh commandment, the law of thieves, DON'T GET CAUGHT!!! NOW DIE FOR IT!!"
He sank his blade into Yoko's chiseled abdomen and drew it out just as quick to see Yoko's blood dripping from his sword. Yoko fell to his knees, his silver hair falling over his agonized face, and a suspenseful silence enveloped the stadium. A lot of the demons loved nothing more than to hear the raspy sorrow of a last breath, but to everyone's surprise he laughed. It was the low, rattling kind of snicker that w heard with a dying joke.
"Hehehe... You shouldn't get so emotional during battles... Ketsu." He struggled to his feet and brushed his hair from his face to reveal a sadistic smile with blood running down his chin and soaking his formerly bleach white robe. Ketsu growled and lifted his dripping sword.
"Do I really have to stab you again or would you rather bleed to death slowly?" Ketsu questioned, ignoring Yoko's previous statement like the meaningless babble of a dying madman. Yoko answered.
"I am afraid you won't be able to." Before Ketsu could ask what he meant by this it was too late. He felt his limbs freeze and stiffen. His veins bulged and coursed with some unknown poison that and rushed to his heart. He was stricken with a shocking agony but he could not even writhe or struggle. Even his vocal cords were sadly unable to produce an anguished shriek.
"You especially should not get so emotional with your mouth wide open. I don't suppose you want to know what slipped in while you were so busy preaching that ridiculous nonsense about the eleventh commandment at me?" Ketsu collapsed, his tresses falling in a golden rain. He lay paralyzed on the ground with azure eyes unblinking, staring up at Yoko, his childhood hero.
"Now you have felt the power of Yoko Kurama, are you satisfied?"
"Uhhnn..."
"I thought so." Yoko smirked.
"And by the way, I'm not a pansy."
computer loves me again, so I'm back! -) "Welcome to the Dark Bowl XXXXXXVIII! I'm you're referee Koto and I hope you enjoy this years tournament! The winning team will receive THE KING ENMA"S SCEPR! So enough talk and LET'S GET READY TO RRRRUUMMMBLLLE!!!!"
Thousands of demons cheered and screamed almost shaking the stadium. Xeroth, head of Xeroth corp., was nowhere to be found in this chaos, but sat in an air-conditioned private box over looking the crowded stadium. Koenma sat in a box on the opposite side in a state of anxious panic while Xeroth relaxed in a state of excited pleasure like a kid at a baseball game. Koenma was more like that kid who had placed more money than he had on a bet for the wrong team.
"First up, Team Roshi versus team Karo! Ready...GO!!"
The first match was between a skinny goblin type creature and a lovely, yet dangerous looking girl with raven hair and stunning bright eyes. She stepped into the sword with her head held high in a superior type of confidence as if to show that her opponent was grossly inferior. No sooner than she drew her weapon, a long glittering blade that flashed various colors in the sunlight like a polished opal, Li gasped and grinned. She knew this girl. She was none other than the Phoenix Warrior, a good friend of Li's. She flashed a quick smile at her before turning back to her opponent. 'I'll see you after I kill this sucker, Li.' She used telepathy to communicate with her old friend.
The Goblin made the first move, leaping at The Warrior in a wild rage snatching at her with long dagger-like claws. She knocked it backwards to send it soaring through the air with the blunt edge of her glorious sword. It hit the cement with a sickening crack and a pained shriek. It struggled to its feet, red eyes burning with renewed fury. The infamous Phoenix Warrior returned the glare with equal fierceness. Her stomach turned in disgust and she grimaced; goblins are such vile creatures with their warts and scaly vomit- green skin.
"Ughh, God you're ugly. I don't even want to soil my sword with your blood, its probably not even red." She complained and the goblin that was apparently incredibly offended lunged at his enemy a second time, this time striking her across the head with an iron hard claw. She returned this attack with a club to the head with the jewel encrusted hilt of her sword and followed up with a flurry of punches to the vomit- colored groin. The Goblin dodged the last punch and jumped behind The Warrior to catch her in the middle of the back with a savage kick.
The Phoenix Warrior reacted with a shriek that was more angry than pained. She spun around with her sword just in time to cleave the goblins head clear off its ugly neck. The decapitated head flew several feet through the air dropping a shower of oil black blood and landing with a sickening splat of dark fluid. The body dropped dramatically to its knees and then to the ground in an amazingly delayed reaction.
Koto skipped over to the victor who was speckled with the black blood of her victim. She raised her hand up in and shouted for the whole stadium to hear, "AND THE WINNER IS THE MYSTERIOUS PHEONIX WARRIOR!!!! Great job, we really love decapitations here, isn't that right everybody?"
The crowd roared enthusiastically confirming their sensational bloodlust. Kuwabara shuddered, he did not regret the violent death of the goblin but the sight of beheading was sure to give him nightmares for a week. Then in attempt to clear the thought from his mind, he thought of a question.
"Hey, why is that Phoenix Warrior chick so mysterious anyways?" Li giggled and answered. "Because nobody knows her real name, except for me, and I'm sworn to secrecy. Heehee..."
Team Risho completely mutilated their opposing team, team karo. The team featured Risho (of course), Gama, Jin, The Pheonix Warrior, a young kitsune named Ketsu and none other than Touya the Ice Prince himself. All of them won brutal victories against their opponents and in the end of it all; they left only cracked cement and bloody carcasses. Team Karo met its demise within an hour after The Phoenix Warriors success. Koto as well as anyone around with any sense at all in their demonic heads predicted great matches from this team.
Yoko Revealed!
Also, He's not a freakin' Pansy
Next, Kurama from Team Urameshi versus Ketsu of Team Risho! Ready... GO!"
Kurama's first move of course was to unleash his signature Rose Whip. And just like that, every young lady in the stadium swore they were in love.
Ketsu unsheathed a long slender sword from his robes. Both opponents took on an offensive stance. "Yoko! Why do you hide in this pathetic human flesh?"
"I do not hide. You know this. Why ask such a question Ketsu?"
"Because I could not believe the fate of a great legend such as yourself could ever be so. I cannot believe I actually looked up to you as a child. Show yourself! I wish to fight the spirit fox Yoko! Not his pansy human disguise!"
As you wish, Ketsu." Shuuichi made the breathtaking transformation into Yoko. Koto did not know what to do with herself.
"Is he just gonna stand there and take that? That guy just called him a freakin' pansy!" Li complained from the sidelines. "Kurama, in so many ways, is a pansy. He just happens to be a good fighter." Yuusuke responded. Not even Hiei could deny it. Kurama was the only one of them who could just take an insult and not utter an equally offensive comeback, except Kuwabara. But that was because Kuwabara was just too stupid to make up a good comeback.
Neither Kitsune seemed to have much of an advantage. For every thorn that pierced Ketsu, a new slash appeared on Kurama. For some time Yoko and Ketsu seemed to dart about each other in a violently powerful dance of cold steel and thorns. Yoko's golden eyes and Ketsu's sapphire ones stayed locked together. And all of a sudden in a mighty blow that Ketsu seemed to throw all his heart and soul into, he managed to cut Kurama's whip almost down to the kitsune's fist. The vine fell to the ground and seemed to writhe for a while like a snake after its head has been severed. Yoko leaped backwards, his silver hair flying, and gasped in surprise. His vine whip could cut through anything, metal, rock, even diamond! How could Ketsu have possibly managed to slice it?
Ketsu attacked the unarmed Yoko with an impossibly fast series of blows with his blade. Yoko countered what he could with his claws and tail and though he got a few hits in, Ketsu still had an overwhelming advantage for the moment. The enraged fox began to scream at him.
"Damn you Yoko! You have disobeyed the eleventh commandment, the law of thieves, DON'T GET CAUGHT!!! NOW DIE FOR IT!!"
He sank his blade into Yoko's chiseled abdomen and drew it out just as quick to see Yoko's blood dripping from his sword. Yoko fell to his knees, his silver hair falling over his agonized face, and a suspenseful silence enveloped the stadium. A lot of the demons loved nothing more than to hear the raspy sorrow of a last breath, but to everyone's surprise he laughed. It was the low, rattling kind of snicker that w heard with a dying joke.
"Hehehe... You shouldn't get so emotional during battles... Ketsu." He struggled to his feet and brushed his hair from his face to reveal a sadistic smile with blood running down his chin and soaking his formerly bleach white robe. Ketsu growled and lifted his dripping sword.
"Do I really have to stab you again or would you rather bleed to death slowly?" Ketsu questioned, ignoring Yoko's previous statement like the meaningless babble of a dying madman. Yoko answered.
"I am afraid you won't be able to." Before Ketsu could ask what he meant by this it was too late. He felt his limbs freeze and stiffen. His veins bulged and coursed with some unknown poison that and rushed to his heart. He was stricken with a shocking agony but he could not even writhe or struggle. Even his vocal cords were sadly unable to produce an anguished shriek.
"You especially should not get so emotional with your mouth wide open. I don't suppose you want to know what slipped in while you were so busy preaching that ridiculous nonsense about the eleventh commandment at me?" Ketsu collapsed, his tresses falling in a golden rain. He lay paralyzed on the ground with azure eyes unblinking, staring up at Yoko, his childhood hero.
"Now you have felt the power of Yoko Kurama, are you satisfied?"
"Uhhnn..."
"I thought so." Yoko smirked.
"And by the way, I'm not a pansy."