Okay so I decided to do these chapters in parts because I waited too long to do these. I should have been more wise with my time and been a whole lot more professional. I'm gonna make sure this one goes by faster because this one is freestyle. So will the the MLLF team fight... hehehe, MLLF.
Anyway let's get to it.
[The Locker Room]
A leader, the role made to make sure your team is well organized, well trained, and just well in general for their mission. Someone with creative tactics and battle talents who can motivate their troops, have them feel empowered. Above all he was made to set an example as to what level of professionalism the whole team would set. Grif... was not that kind of leader.
Lazy, irresponsible and he clearly shown no desire to be a leader. No drive to get up and come up with strategies or team attacks. Those all had come from the brilliant mind of Richard Simmons, the man who believed he should have truly been leader. He had to work twice as hard just to get here and build a weapon three times as great as well.
As they gathered their equipment and gear Simmons couldn't help but wonder if Grif had a strategy, "So... any idea for this up and coming match?'
"Win?" Grif answered plain and clear.
Simmons sighed as he reiterated the question, "Okay, any plans, stragies?"
"Oh..." Grif actually thought about one for a second, "Lopez do you have heavy weapons?"
Lopez pulled out two miniguns from his toolbox artillery and fired a few rounds in the air.
"Good... use that and your rocket shoes for air strike and strafing runs I guess." Grif then turned to Donut, "Donut I guess you use sneak attacks and catch them off guard."
"Can do boss, I'll hit em from behind." Donut cheerfully agreed.
Grif finally turned to Simmons and placed a hand on his shoulder, "Try to hover and stay high so they can't hit you. That way you can be our sharpshooter."
"That's actually kinda a good plan." Simmons admitted.
Grif admitted where he came up with it, "We'll be like score streaks in a video game."
"We're so gonna lose." Simmons sighed as they readied up for their fights.
[The Arena Grounds]
The two teams met face to face, on one side from Mistral's Haven Academy LDMR, with Lee, Dan, Mitch and Ralph. Lee was holding two katana blades, Dan held his bow staff, Mick with a kusari fundo just like Donut and Ralph with his tonfas... all trained in the favored art of ninjistu. On the other side of the arena Team DRFL from Vale, with Grif, Simmons, Donut, Lopez. With Grif holding Lucille, his barbed wire bat, Simmons with his tactical rifle and utility backpack, Donut with his kusari fundo and Lopez with his large toolbox with several arm attachments.
The announcers were going over every one of the competitors on the arena floor one by one, all while Simmons looked at the enemies and looked for any type of weaknesses he could find. The biggest one was Ralph being a heavy buff man, possibly a match for Grif in size and weight, Grif being beefy and Ralph being more buff. The next one was the tall and lanky Dan, similar build to Simmons with slightly more muscle mass. Mitch was about Donuts size but had more muscle to his frame, the only ones who were perfectly matched were Lopez and Lee.
The random floor tiles came, where it would choose the destinations they would fight in, the turf that would determine their fates. For the side with team DRFL it showed a group of several intact buildings, clearly they were fighting in an urban landscape. On the side with with team LDMR an image of a gray forest with several clouds forming inside, this was a forest with a dense fog within it. The landscape said informed and raised, now it came down to the random variable that would be introduced. The virtual multi-sided die was now rolling on the screen, the deciding factor was Grimm, specifically Beowolves. Several cages rose from the sides of the arena floor and out came the Grimm.
Boomstick and Port started to call out beginning of the match, "Ready? 3... 2... 1..." Port counted down.
"And... FIGHT!!!" Boomstick announced.
Grif reminded every one of the plan, "Lopez do your thing."
With that Lopez chased a few of them on his jet boots into the misty forest area, Lee and Mitch to be precise.
"Donut, stay low and stay safe." Grif advised as Donut took off into the forest after them.
"Ready for this?" Simmons asked.
"No... but let's give them a run for their money." Grif answered.
Grif and Ralph notice that the two of them would be an equal match, they both charged each other with such power that the impact of the tonfas and the bat sent winds around them. Back and forth the two exchanged blows, neither being able to hit one of the other because their speed or more accurately their lack of, made it difficult for either to have the upper hand.
When Simmons took off in the sky he began to hover just above the fight between Grif and Ralph, hoping to be able to give Grif a bit of an edge in the match. What he wasn't counting on, was for there to be another flyer in this match like him or Lopez. As he went up so did Dan and the two gave chase, as Dan attempted to swat Simmons out of the sky, like he was a bug.
Lopez was still following Lee and Mitch, is gatling gun was more then a match for them, or so it seemed. Just as Mitch gained breathing room, his kusari fundo wrapped around the tree near him and prepared for a shocking attack. When Lopez was in distance, Mitch tugged his weapon effortlessly and sent the tree hurdling towards the flying gunner. The had landed very close to where Grif was battling Ralph, so close in fact the two had to jump out of the way to keep from being crushed.
"What the hell was that?!" Grif shouted.
Lopez and his brilliant mind already figured out what it must have been, Mitch's semblance, and in a few seconds he already discovered how it worked. Clearly Mitch must have been able to bend the laws of physics which allows whatever he picks up to be lighter than they actually are allowing him to toss heavy objects like that tree. Considering he wasn't throwing any more meant that it takes a toll on him.
As Lopez finished his conclusion he focused back on the full fight in front of him, but he lost sight of Lee after he stared at Mitch for such a short time. It wasn't until the sunlight was blacked for a moment that he discovered where Lee was, right behind him up in the air. How? Lopez questioned to himself as the fighter showed no sign of being able to do something like that before. Lopez went back to thinking and found out that Lee was able to vanish and return, like a teleporter, only a short distance it would appear. But even after discovering their power Lopez became the hunted.
While Lopez juggled those two, Donut was busy jungling and handling some of the Beowolves, keeping them occupied with his sneak attacks and long range strikes with his kusari fundo. From the treeline he was safely occupying them, able to quickly dispatch five of them, but even he wouldn't be able to keep this up forever. So he ran back to the center, hoping Grif would be able to help out the best he could.
Unfortunately Grif was at a stalemate, it would seem no team would have the upper hand in this fight. Until Ralph spoke to him, "Not gonna lie, you fight pretty it. But can you match this?"
As he finished his sentence, multiple light based arms popped out from the sides of him, almost like Sun's clone copies. The punches flew directly at Grif, all of punches from every one of the many arms that had appeared. Grif tried to pick up his pace but to no use, for every two or three punches he blocked three or four more landed. After the barrage ended Ralph backed up, "Not bad... tell you what, mind if I let you in on a little secret?"
"Go ahead... won't make much of a difference." Grif uttered.
Ralph smiled as he figured it wouldn't hurt his team, "Well that attack takes a good amount of energy, so much so in fact that if use it longer than 30 seconds I would pass out from lack of oxygen. So I try to keep it within 10 seconds."
"Good to know." Grif said as Donut ran towards him.
"GRIFFF! Can we trade?!" Donut pleaded as he brought five Beowolves with him.
Grif ran to Donut and traded off targets, Donut's catlike reflexes would be more than a match to dodge that barrage of blows. Grif choked up on his bat and with a heavy swing he knocked three down, as the Grimm skull chunks flew in the air. The fourth was crushed by Grif's overhead swing that crushed it's head in one hit into the ground. The last one got the jump on Grif as it pinned him to the floor, what it didn't count on was for Grif's vampire-like semblance. Grif used his free hands to grab the Beowulf's torso and began absorbing it's life energy through his fingers, he literally sucked the life from it as second by second the beowulf was drained into a skeletal husk. And with that Grif was upgraded to a better fighting form, as bone plated armor protected his arms, elbows, chest, shoulders, groin, back and buttocks area.
This new form gave him an idea, "LOPEZ! Bring them this way!"
Lopez heard the ordered and now flew to Grif and Donut to regroup with his teammate. He spent his time being chased so now he preferred having an even match fighting alongside his teammates. Now with his team they lined up just as Donut finished dodging another flurry of punches.
Grif then called out the plan, "Lopez you take Ralph, he has a can only use his multiple punch thing for 10 seconds at most."
"Si, entiendo. {Yes, I understand}" Lopez said as he went to his toolbox to grab some new weapons.
"Donut, take Mitch, I'm sure you can beat him." Grif said as he dropped his bat to take on Lee.
Donut gave a cute salute as he listened to Grif, "Aye, aye Captain, I'll be on him like you on food."
"So I take it you have me?" Lee wondered as he prepared for an easy fight, "Should've kept the bat."
"Oh it'll just get in the way." Grif explained as he took his ability went even further beyond. As he grunted out he let his arms hang down and between his middle and ring finger sprouted a 24 inch, single edged, bone blades, "Now we're even." He said before engaging in combat.
In the meantime Lopez had his back turned towards Ralph, the tonfa terror had wasted no time to strike. Just what Lopez had hoped for, in a quick flash a powerful blunt object sent Ralph back several meters, sliding on his feet leaving him breathless. Strapped with metal braces on Lopez, specifically his forearms were what seemed to have been huge pistons for his knuckles. They looked as if they ran on steam power rather than the usual dust power, energy efficient and an infinite supply of air.
"Not bad, but can you keep up with my blitz barrage?" Ralph quizzed as the multiple fists from before came back.
The piston gauntlets released a loud hiss as steam clouds flowed out the sides of them, Lopez too let off some steam as a heavy hot heave of air left his mouth, "¿Lo averiguaremos? {Shall we find out?}"
And the two began to throw punches much like how Grif fought Ralph, except with one major difference from before. Lopez was actually blocking and stopping every punch with a punch with equal power, despite only having two limbs against the several that his opponent had at his disposal. The same wind forces were coming from before as they collided fists and matched strength.
The 10 second burst had ended and while Ralph was breathing hard, Lopez was standing tall, unfazed, undisturbed, and without a drop of sweat leaving his brow. This couldn't have infuriated Ralph anymore, "How... how are so strong?"
Lopez said nothing as he prepared for his own barrage, with an inhale and release of steam from his piston gauntlets Lopez went on his own attack, and practically pummeled his enemy. The fists flew ferociously as Lopez landed every punch at his desired targets: the face, the abdomen and the chest. The multiple hits had left Ralph unable to move as he stood dazed in a one spot, as his head spun Lopez made one final attack. A devastating double jab to his chest launching him directly into the Mitch and sending them both crashing into a building in the empty city area. As if the hit wasn't the finishing blow, the final hit was part of that small building collapsing on them.
Simmons, who was still flying and avoiding getting struck by Dan and his stick, saw what Lopez had done through the corner of his eye and began to formulate his own plan on how he can do that for him. He just needed to multitask in his head, focus on staying out of Dan's reach, try not to crash by dodging buildings and remember what he could use to throw Dan off. As they continued their dogfight, Simmons noticed some construction beams hanging up ahead, so he smiled, took aim and fired.
As the beams fell, Dan saw this immediately and prepared to dodge each and every one that was coming up. With quick, easy and simple side to side movements Dan zipped left and right, back and forth through his aireal obstacles. Seeing his plan failed had Simmons worried and forced him to think of a new plan, his photographic memory could only do so much in a fight. And their gear was practically the same when it came to flying capabilities, with one minor difference, that Simmons remembered.
When it came to speed, hovering and endurance they were an equal match, except for the maneuverability and stopping. Simmons only needs to his press a button and his backpack would deploy flaps that helped him stop roughly five meters in an instant. Judging by distance Dan took to stop during a sharp turn it would take him a total of fifteen meters to come to a complete halt. So his new plan all came together now, and he knew what needed to be done.
Boosting his speed in the air down the longest street he could find, Simmons sped forward as best as he could have in a straight line. Dan was forced to do the same if he wanted any chance to be able to defeat Simmons, and fast as Simmons the two zoomed forward. Neck and neck, they wouldn't give up and we're practically within arm's reach apart. The ideal time to pull back, which Simmons did as he switched the rifle from his free hand to his wrist computer hand and tapped onto it. With a sudden tug the force slowed him so quickly it looked as if he went backwards to everyone, including Dan as he saw Simmons already behind him. A quick look and Simmons took aim and blasted Dan's flying device strapped to his back and with a quick bang, he crippled his enemies flying contraption.
Crashing down to the ground quickly Dan unstrapped his flying backpack and prepared to land on the ground. He wasn't prepared to be caught by Donut's Kusari Fundo and held back in mid air. His suspension from the ground was met with Lopez sucker punching him into the same building as his teammates, three down and one to go.
Grif saw his enemy teleporting around him and allowed Lee to get in several hits and cuts on his flesh. It would seem that Lee was the leader for a reason, as his speed was only countered by Grif's bone plated armor and long hand blades. Every hit he got on left a nasty scratch on the armor, Grif was lucky and actually got a few of his own hits himself. But he was weakened, he would need a devastating blow to even the odds of the fight, thankfully he had one last trick in his sleeve.
During the whole fight Grif was actually catching up on where Lee would teleport after every strike he would make. He couldn't see him for a brief moment, but could smell where he'd go, perks of being a wolverine faunus, your senses are heightened. If he was striking left, his left nostril would pick up the scent better than the right and vice versa for the other side. He just needed him to teleport one more time to get the jump on him.
So Grif did one of the things he does best, annoy his enemies, "Is that all you got? C'mon, I've been harder than that from my Grandma."
"You can hardly stand and your close to the red zone." Lee admired his strength.
"Then what are you waiting for? Come at me bro." Grif chuckled as he stood with his arms spread out.
Lee smiled and vanished again, but wasn't prepared for Grif to have a plan on where he'd be. As Grif sniffed the air he felt the strong aroma in his right nostril and turned with his blades ready to block. As Lee came back into the ring Grif blocked the overhead strike and deflected the swords to the side, with Lee's arms now spread out Grif delivered a destructive headbutt.
The headbutt stunned him long enough for Grif to give an order, "Tag Team, Now."
Lee stumbled around and directly into Simmons who got behind Lee and strapped his rocket pack onto Lee's back, and sent him flying directly to Donut. Donut ducked under a flying Lee and wrapped the chain around Lee's ankles and used his momentum to send him over to Lopez. Lopez, who still had the piston punchers went for a special combo starting with a right jab to stop Lee, a left hook to turn him and a right uppercut to knock Lee back to Grif. Finally Grif retracted the blades and picked up his bat to swing and land Lee directly into his team in the same pile of rubble as the rest of his team.
The loud buzzer went off again, "K.O."
"Holy Sh*Bleep* That was incredible. All finished up." Boomstick commented.
Wiz added some information for this match, "While team LDMR had more of a stealth and power over team DRFL, they could not match them for endurance and instincts."
"The winner of this fight is Team DRFL!" Dr. Oobleck finished.
[In The Stands]
"Welp we're up next." Church stood up as he cracked his shoulders, "Hey Rubes, wanna help me out, I might need help getting some more of my weapons out of storage."
"You had me at weapons." Ruby said as she was about to tear up.
"Let's do this team!" Caboose cheered as they went off to ready up.
[To be continued...]
Okay so, I now am receiving notifications, because of some reason they weren't coming through so let me get to it.
To Spartan-626 and Benji the Monocat, I have one thing to say. Dafuq guys, I wasn't dead, I was simply making jokes about the downfall of Rooster Teeth coming soon. Seriously pissed about so much stuff, specifically the Halloween Death Battle Bullshit. But I digress cuz I know why they wanted Dio to win.
maus69420 asked, "Wait, Locus and Felix are here? Are they going to appear in the future?"To that I say, maybe.
Anyway take care and prepare for the first group from the new continent of Chorus to fight team MLLF.
Churchisalive signing off for now.
