NS: Well, here I go again! Another chapter, another group of over-anxious erm-"people" doing whatever it takes to win a tournament they know nothing about. Ah, Fanfics; the great American pastime. LOL. Sorry it took me such a LONG time to update, I've been sick and grounded and busy. Ha! Here's a story for ya, I was typing chapter 6 when my dad walked in and asked me if I could wrap it up 'cuz he needed to pay the bills on his laptop. I said, "I'm writing my story, but it's okay, my fans can wait an extra day." That's something I thought I'd never say. So, I'll thank you all for being great fans, supporters, helpers and reviewers! But enough of my blabbing, on with chapter 6!!!
Winner Take What's Left
Round One: Villains
"Very well, round one begins! Killer Moth vs. Overload…" The Master claimed, and the two named contestants were transported to a field made of half metal and half water. They looked around and exchanged intimidating growls.
"Trigon vs. Plasmus…" The monkey man shouted, beaming the two to a large expanse of rocky landscape and darkness. Chunks of rocks levitated of their own accord, spotting the sky with large, gray, uneven specks. This stage reminded Trigon of Azarath, and with that thought in mind, he snarled evilly at Plasmus as if to warn him of his temper.
"Brother Blood vs. Cinderblock…" He continued, teleporting the fighters to a coliseum-style armory. Blood looked around, intelligently surveying his surroundings while his opponent merely balled his enormous stony fists.
"…and Slade vs. Trident." The Master concluded, sending the final pair to a large, swampy bayou, at which Slade gave a disgusted expression. With all the players in place, the Master called, "Let the tournament begin!"
Overload bellowed, charging clumsily at Killer Moth. Seeing this, the humanoid insect flew upward. However, Overload was quicker, managing to create an electric whip that shot out from his arm, wrapping around Killer Moth's wings. The electrical warrior tugged with all his might, slamming his opponent on to the metal ground. He then proceeded to shoot jets of electricity at him, forcing the winged villain to have to roll out of the way to avoid contact. He rolled over to a nearby metal wall and bounded off of it, using the extra force to prepare a devastating counter attack…
Plasmus roared stupidly at the massive demon before him, who glowered back with four blood-shot eyes. Trigon appeared to be in a rush to start the show, because before the large maroon blob could react, his opponent punched the rocky ground in front of him, kicking up a dust storm and throwing debris in every which direction. Plasmus looked around blindly before Trigon's fist collided with his 'face'. The inter-dimensional demon attempted to shake off the mixture of green and purple goop as his opponent flew across the terrain and into a large mass of levitating rock, but the sticky substance seemed to have a life of its own, turning into a set of jaws and biting his wrist. He growled and zapped it with his red eye-lasers, causing it to shriek and gurgle. He was caught off-guard, however, when Plasmus jumped onto him from behind and clung to his back, roaring madly as Trigon tried to claw him off.
Brother Blood tore his outer white and gold cloak away to reveal his black and red battle attire, tossing it onto a nearby sword rack. Cinderblock didn't seem to care, because his response was to take a large iron shield off the nearby wall and peg it at him. Blood was not phased and only chuckled at his attempt, catching the item and enveloping it within a yellow aura before forcing it to disintegrate.
"My turn!" Blood yelled, forming a yellow ball of energy outlined in red within his palm to fire at Cinderblock. It detonated upon impacting the creature's rock chest, blowing him into the wall behind him. The wall caved around him, flinging weapons all about the area. He shook his head as if to clear it, then looking around in a dazed manor and began grabbing random weapons that were strewn across the floor to throw at Brother Blood. The wizard dodged skillfully, gracefully evading every object, which in turn smashed into the weapon displays behind him, causing swords, shields, axes and bows to crash to the floor noisily.
"You cannot defeat Trident; I am perfect." Trident claimed, jumping into the murky brown water of the swampy region.
"If you're so perfect, prove it!" Slade shouted challengingly, revealing two bomb pellets from a container in his belt and tossing them into the water where his opponent had disappeared. Five seconds later, Trident was blown out of the water along with vast amounts of algae. "I'm waiting."
"My victory will be proof enough, observe!" Trident replied, charging the tip of his weapon, which began to glow yellow across its spikes. Slade in turn took out his retractable bow-staff and held it behind him in a ready stance, motioning with his free hand for him to come at him.
"Try me!" The masked villain retorted, forced to dodge a barrage of white light-beams being shot at him by his amphibious opponent.
Killer Moth had successfully dodged Overload's assaults and bounded upward, landing an upper-cut punch under the massive creature's 'chin' and knocking him backwards. Stumbling, the large mass of electricity hardly managed to stay standing. He retaliated quickly, slashing whip-like formations from both arms, trying to capture Moth, who managed to evade the poorly-aimed attempts. Glancing over his shoulder at the water behind him, Killer Moth grinned evilly.
The pain of the demon's long nails digging into his mushy flesh became too much, forcing Plamus to detatch himself from Trigon's back. Flicking the goop from his long, yellow nails, Trigon sneered with disgust and began shooting jets of red light from his top two eyes. Plasmus morphed around the blasts, stretching and creating holes in his body for the attacks to go through. Seeing this tactic failed to harm his opponent, Trigon charged the creature and slammed into the ground on top of him, smashing a huge crater into the rocky terrain. Plasmus took this opportunity and sunk into the cracks and crevaces created my the impact, slowly disappearing under the stony surface.
Brother Blood surveyed the weapons before picking up a golden-colored bow with a leather grip and intricate designs all over the surface. Smirking, he pulled back the string as if to dry-fire it. Cinderblock looked up in a confused manner, shaking his head and picking up a giant war-hammer. He charged at his opponent, at which Blood summoned a yellow energy arrow to load the bow and shot at the multi-ton mass of rock, knocking him back. Though he lost his ballance more than once, Cinderblock kept charging. One he was within range, he swung the large steel hammer in a horizontal angle. It apparently missed Blood, because he had seemed to disappear into thin air. Cinderblock turned every-which direction, but to no avail.
"Over here, you incompitant pile of rubbish!" Brother Blood's voice called, and Cinderblock looked up to see the wizard standing on top of the giant hammer. Before the massive being could react, Blood's foot had collided with his face, smashing him into the wall behind him.
After easily evading contact from the deadly light beams, Slade ducked behind a nearby rotting tree for cover from the blasts that had yet to come.
"I see how you flee, coward, behold the might of my perfection!" Trident shouted, powering his weapon fully and blasting the tree's trunk with it. Though scorched, the tree remained standing. "Humph, I suppose my weapon is in disrepair..." The careless villain trailed off in thought as he inspected his trident's tips.
"Your overconfidence will be your downfall!" Slade called, jumping down from the branches that he'd scaled and landed on top of Trident, pinning him face-down into the soft, soppy ground.
Trident mumbled incoherently into the mush before realizing his predicament and lack of oxygen. He writhed under Slade's armored weight, flailing his arms and trident while clawing at the surrounding mud, trying to drag himself out from underneath his captor. However, he did not budge, and soon his writhing ceased.
"Humph, so much for his perfect victory." Slade said, rising to tower above his seemingly defeated opponent. As he did, Trident sunk into the quicksand-like earth, weapon still in hand, and laughing could be heard.
"I cannot be defeated so easily..." The voice echoed, then slowly faded as Slade searched the pond's surface for disturbances, but nothing came.
Smirking at his own "ingenious" plot as it formulated within his mind, Killer Moth inched back slowly towards the water that lay behind him. Overload took no notice, continuing to lash out his whips from his arms at his enemy, clipping the insect humandoid's left wing and causing him to fall into the water. Now unable to fly, Killer Moth backed slowly further into the crystal blue waters. Overload followed stupidly, sending an electrified whip strait at him. Though Moth dodged, both were caught in the power surge, which threw the electro-mutant back and shorted him out while zapping Killer Moth into unconciousness.
"Draw, double K.O.!" The Master of Games announced, zapping both of their unmoving forms from the arena.
"Come out and fight you cowardice mutant!" Trigon growled angrily in a booming voice that caused the earth to shake as he dug into the rock with his long, silver nails. Plasmus did not obey these rants, for not a single speck of the maroon blob could be seen. That is, not until he came up from behind Trigon, reforming silently and pouncing onto his head. Trigon clawed angrily, but to no avail, and soon decided to heat things up by zapping his eye lasers through the creature. There was a brilliant flash of red light, and soon Plasmus slid off of Trigon and plopped onto the ground in a heap of maroon mush, gurgling loudly. The massive demon did not stop there, zapping the mutant multiple times more as if to ensure his victory.
"Winner, Trigon!" The Master of Games shouted, and in a flash, Plasmus was gone.
"Ah, my victory is so close now I can taste it!" Brother Blood said mostly to himself as Cinderblock once again rose after reciving a nasty blow. Shaking off the dizziness, he rose, taking up an iron pickaxe to be his weapon. "Ha! No amount of steel can possible help you now!"
Brother Blood sent a concentrated yellow energy blast at his enemy, knocking him through the stone wall and into a second corridor of the coliseum. This area was filled with torches and expensive looking antiques. Cinderblock began picking up anything he could find and throwing it at Blood, who seemed unphased and dodged as before. However, when a large oak table was sent flying at him, he was unable to dodge and thrust out his arm as if to catch it. The object never came within 6 inches of his fingertips, however, for he had caused it to burst into a wall of crimson flame. Before it completely evaporated, he sent it plummeting towards Cinderblock, knocking him further into the wall and causing an avalanche of stone, weapons and concrete to pile on top of him.
"Winner, Brother Blood!" The monkey-man bellowed, taking possesion of Cinderblock.
"Well, it seems my 'perfect' opponent has gone into hiding." Slade said rather quietly, but loudly enough for Trident to hear. He in turn jumped out of one of the nearby ponds, weapon brandished, strait at Slade. The masked villain was quicker, however, and shot a metal sphere at the amphibian, which burst and wraped four long, steel wires around him. He fell to the soft ground with a mushy thud, and slowly sank into the quicksand, mumbling incoherently.
"Winner, Slade!" The Master finished, teleporting Trident from the ring. Soon the three winners were brought back to the main hall. They looked each around to see who was left, and with wide, evil smirks, turned to the Master for his announcement. "Tommorrow, we shall have a three-sided battle royale!"
Trigon looked at the considerably smaller men before him and scoffed.
"Now rest, villains, for the next battle shall decide all!" The Master of Games bellowed dramatically, beckoning the evil-doers to their rooms. Once they were gone, he enterd his hall and cradled his precious red jewel. "And the abilities of two more contestants shall be mine..."
NS: Yes, a 3 way battle! Oh, shoot me for repeating Winner Take All. (Not literally please, or I'll never finish!!!) I have big ideas for the ending, and even a non-tournament-related sequel. It will be big, and all you Raven and Trigon fans will flip! (In a good way, I hope.) Uhhh...see you next chapter, and it will be updated much sooner, I promise!!!