Six hatches open in the cold steel floor of the arena. A silver quad, two machineguns instead of arms, with two missile pods on its back. A blue jewel of a lightweight, a machinegun and shield occupying its arms. The towering dark machine that won the crowd's heart with its flawless victories and amazing laser rifle. On the opposing side, three more mechs sit. A lean, mean, green machine sits on one side, boasting a large bazooka and a poor laserblade to offset its weight. A ruby-colored gem sits across from it, resting heavily on its tank design with two grenade launchers, a rather large laser rifle, and a large laserblade accompanying it. In the back-center of the triangle formation sits a strange blue machine, the design shining like electricity. It holds a laser rifle and a large cannon on its medium build, as well as the traditional blade.
A bell echoes for a moment, breaking the roar of the crowds. Four of the machines dash forward at eachother, locked in a struggle of streams of sparks and barrages of bullets. The black machine and the electric blue design sit opposite eachother, their teamates battling off to the sides. Moments pass, the two separated battles shifting lightly in position, sometimes drifting into the air and dropping back down.
A loud crackle smacks into the ground of the arena. A bazooka shell lays still on it afterwards, the silver quad staring into the air with its parallel barrels pointing at a green machine in the air. Both of them release a storm of bullets, most of them missing their mark as the green mech plummets to the ground and charges, a red stream of energy behind it. The silver mech takes flight, spinning around as the green one passes below it. A hail of bullets dismantles the green boosters, the two objects dropping like rocks onto the magnetic ground. The green one turns, firing off a poorly aimed round at the gray blur. The gray machine speeds towards the green humanoid, ramming one barrel into its chest, a hailstorm of loose parts coming out opposite it. The emerald build falls to the ground, defeated.
A stream of white drifts off towards a red mech. A small object passes through a blue cyllinder, a large explosion following, breaking the grenade launcher at the base. Two pieces fall to the ground, leaving the red mech with a smoking shoulder where the cannon sat moments before. A blue streak drifts above the tank, landing behind it with a hail of missiles and bullets ramming into the armor of the ruby-colored rock. A barrel from one arm shifts up, taking a resting position upside-down on the shoulder. It sends out a large green beam, barely missing the blue mech and hurtling into a wall, making a ripple in the energy field. The blue machine dashes forward, dropping its machinegun and jumping over the red mech. It snatches the red right arm with both of its thin hands, two hatches opening in the back of the thin core. A large blue fire bursts out from the hatches, stopped quickly by a large green laserblade of the red mech. The blue machine falls to the ground in two pieces.
Two beams of a green light fly to the victorious mechs from opposing sides of the room. The two fall to the ground, smoking piles of metal. The two remaining machines hold smoking laser rifles. They burst towards eachother like comets, two towering beams of energy ramming eachother as they approach.
The black machine fires off a round of its laser rifle. The opposing mech moves like lightning, drifting to the side and firing off a round of its own. The dark tower of a machine deflects the bullet with a shimmering green blade. A quick move of the black arm sends a crescent-shaped green beam at the blue machine, which moves quickly, losing the large cannon on its back in the process, victim to the beam.
Another ripple swings itself around the forcefield, a missed laser rifle shot from the blue mech smacking into the field. The black mech slams into the ground, rebalancing, and sitting silently for a few moments moment. Two shots from the blue mech hammer into the armor, making large holes in the core. A third misses as the black being trudges forwards slightly, slowly bringing its rifle to aim at the blue machine.
The metal being lifts into the air, the rifle following it instinctively. A single green beam flows out of it, hammering the leg, followed quickly by another, and soon more, as if the bullets were chained like a machinegun's. Shots fling themselves out of the barrel, making their way up the blue mech, increasingly fast and deadly. The crowd moves to its feet, watching the beams quickly demolish the blue mech. Moments after its ascent, the blue machine rams into the ground with a complete lack of elegance. Half of a leg is still attached, the core filled with large smoldering craters stretching all of the way through. A wave of cheers flow from the outside of the forcefield.
The deep announcing voice returns to the arena. "Well, ladies and gentemen, it seems we have a stunning victory here for the pilot Izzy and comrades! In all my years at this job, I've never seen anything quite like what just happened today! The promising team has made it to the tournament, and may have a chance at making it to the top! Join us for the next matches as we watch the stunning conclusions of the matches!"
There may have been more, but the rest of the announcer's voice was lost in a wave of cheers, yells, and voices. Several aerial machines float out, using powerful magnets to pull the wreckages of the ACs into the repair docks.
