What's going on guys, now I have to come clean, there is a reason I am making more chapters and it is not out of spite. It is something more, I reveal what that is somewhere in February because I don't want to risk jinxing myself

So let's get back to our regularly scheduled fight. I think you'll like this one, especially if you loved the characters in the Chorus trilogy.


[The Locker Room/ Storage Unit Area]

After taking a brief stop so Caboose and Tucker could grab his weapon from their lockers, Tucker went back to the arena floor to wait for them. Leaving Caboose, Ruby and Church standing in front of a large garage like door that was wide enough to fit two cars into it. The only thing that was required was for Church to put in a code into a padlock system, his fingerprint and some DNA sample from his blood. With everything in order the door had lifted up slowly revealing Church and his small armory, an armory so big it would make Atlesian pale-necks weep.

The room consisted of mainly post war based weaponry, all the On the left side of the pegged wall were smaller firearms: such as pistols, shotguns and SMG's all lined in their place. On the large wide back wall were the heavier guns, rifles, LMG's, snipers even explosives and heavy machine guns. Lined up on the right were all close quarter combat weaponry, if it stabbed, sliced, diced, crushed, bashed or just straight up messed you up, it was there. Underneath the guns on the left were the attachments to different guns each in a drawer cupboard slot for all of the guns. Underneath the guns in the middle were the several boxes of ammunition for every type of gun he had. Even the wall with melee weapons had boxes of throwables: grenades, smoke bombs, tear gas even throwing knives. Finally in the middle of the room we're two types of tables, side by side. One was a regular old weapons craftsman table with some tools laid about, the other had a glass top and inside were red velvet place holders for Church's current weapon load out.

Safe to say that Ruby was in heaven, as her eyes grew so wide, people could mistake her for a chibi. She was practically teleporting around the room, "Ooh! This has been on Christmas list for a while! Ahhh! Look at this barrel on this baby! Eeee! This one is so sharp!... Now that's a kitana."

"Calm down there Ruby, we're just here to pick up some things." Church informed her as he began to place his weapons in their places, "Please have a look around just be careful with this stuff, I only maintain these babies on the weekends."

"Okay." Both Caboose and Ruby agreed, one meaning that more than the other.

As Ruby, being way too hyper drooled over all the arms in the place and Church busy putting his stuff all away, Caboose was left looking around back and forth. Nothing seemed to really peek his interest too much, even with the massive inventory at his disposal, until he found a familiar set of twins. He reached into the neat row of melee weapons and pulled out two double edged one handed axes, about a full meter long each with a larger front blade. That had a higher front blade in the front and a lower blade in the back part. Caboose held the two as if wielding them was no different than wielding his own two hands, like they became an extension of him.

"You handle those pretty well." Church said as he placed his bandoliers on the a metal hat rack he had in a corner near the entrance.

Caboose was about to put them down, "Sorry, I was just looking. I'll put them dow-"

"No... by all means go ahead, keep them." Church spoke, allowing Caboose to keep his new toys, "I have more than enough to go arou- RUBY! PUT THE 81mm ANTI-TANK ROUND BACK WHERE YOU FOUND IT!"

"WHY DO YOU HAVE ONE WITH NO TANK!!!" Ruby yelled as she played with the heavy round that weighed about 46 pounds.

While the two argued in the background Caboose smiled as he got a new present from his very first friend he ever made at Beacon. He then noticed Church was staring at a wall with different weapons, as if he was looking at art piece, trying to decipher it's meaning. So being his best friend, he made it his goal to know, "What's up Church, something wrong."

"Nah, just figuring out which gun to use." Church explained.

Caboose cocked his head to the side as he showed visible confusion, "What's wrong with the one's you have?"

"Nothing. I just feel if I use the same guns over and over, I'll become too predictable. Keep the enemy guessing, right?" Church elaborated as he puzzled which one to go for, "But finding that sweet spot between random and functional is the trick."

"Well what are you looking for?" Caboose wondered.

Releasing his chin from from his hand's consistent stroking Church gave his answer, "Well, something smaller than my revolver's without sacrificing too much power."

Caboose took his time examining the wall of handguns to see what would best fit his best friend. After a few glances Caboose pointed to one the guns specifically, two modern day 1911's with an ivory grip, "What about that one?"

"Not bad..." Church complimented as he picked up the two and walked them over to the area where he looked for a double breasted holster, "If you can find me a sub machine gun that I can hold comfortably with one hand, I'll be impressed."

"Okay." Caboose focused back on the wall to find what his teammate would need. After eliminating the sub machine guns with two handles on them Caboose looked for the perfect fit. It came down between the MP7 and the Uzi, both one handed if you were strong enough and careful enough, but which was the winner. After holding both of them in his hand Caboose debated that the Uzi was lighter, but that must have been for a reason, however the handle on the MP7 made his grip feel tighter. Making his final decision he handed the one handed SMG to Church, "Need anything else?"

"Yeah, but I got this one." Looking back and forth on the wall with bigger guns Church grabbed the M16 assault rifle that was staring him in the face. He went over to the table with tools to make some modifications to it, a new scope with 4x the optic scope and a suppressor for recoil, "Okay I'm set, c'mon Rubes we're leaving."

"Awww, do I have to?" Ruby practically begged to stay.

Church shook his head, "If you're good I'll let you pick something to take."

Ruby slumped out and next to Church as she really wanted a souvenir, as if the armory was some type of gift shop. In all honesty she would never leave her precious Crescent Rose, but that didn't mean that her baby didn't deserve a friend.

[Arena Grounds]

Lined up according to team order TEAM MLLF, consisting: of Michael J Caboose, Leonard L Church, Levernius Tucker and Frank Dufranse. Facing directly at one of the teams from the small country of Chorus, that was located between Vacuo and Vale, founded by a Genera Donald Doyle after the Great War. The team from Chorus was called JACK after it's members: John "Smith" Andersmith, Antoine Bitters, Charles Palomo, and Katie Jensen.

Team JACK all wore armor similar to Jaune's, except their armor was sand coloured with different accent colors. John Andersmith wearing blue accents, was almost as tall as Caboose with tanned features and light brown hair, he had chiseled facial features and could rival Team SSSN's look. Antoine Bitters was a honey badger faunus with orange accents wasn't as fit as some of the members of his but he could easily hold his own, while not too attractive he always has a spiky mop on his head. Charles Palomo wears teal accents on his armor, while he actually is a descent looking guy, similar to Neptune having teal hair his is more long and flowing, but kept in a ponytail. Finally Katie Jensen, mouse faunus with big beautiful ears, she has maroon accents, she wears very round, thick glasses, braces and has several freckles, Tucker actually finds her very attractive, in a cute, innocent, nerdy sense.

John Andersmith held a onto a large halbert that would have the decrease the pole size and fold the side blades and become a heavy assualt rifle. Antoine Bitters had a crossbow that could fire multiple bolts from a drum magazine under it in rapid succession. Katie Jensen had a standard issue DMR, powerful, effective and chambered to fit several types of dust rounds: electric, fire and ice. And Charles Palomo had with him a longsword, a rival to Tucker's long single kitana blade, truly an epic battle was on the horizon.

Before the battle had commenced John Andersmith was staring Caboose head on, not breaking concentration for a second, making Caboose nervous. So nervous in fact he had to ask his friend for help, "Church, he's staring at me a lot... what do I do?"

"Ask him why then, if that doesn't make him stop, tell him to make something of it." Church suggested, having dealt with situations like this.

Caboose nodded and looked back at John, "Hey, why are you staring at me like that?"

"Forgive me, I am merely, as they say, sizing you up. You seem like a very strong and powerful opponent and I wish to test if it is true." John explained his behavior.

Caboose realized this and decided to do something similar to what Church would do, "If that's the reason then would you like to fight me one on one?"

"Do you truly mean it?" John had wondered as the Arena was split into a swamp like are and a tundra part of the map and the random variable was blank, guess they got lucky.

Caboose took a moment to look for a clear spot on the tundra area they could do battle, with his finger highlighting a spot he declared their battlegrounds, "Wanna go over there?" he questioned pointing to the tundra clearing behind his left shoulder.

Andersmith thought long and hard whether or not to take the deal, "Hmmm, am I correct to assume when the match starts your team will allow me to go over to fight you?"

"One sec." Caboose looked at Church and Tucker who nodded that they wouldn't attack once that starts, "As long as your guys don't shoot us for a moment, that is fine with me."

"Then my team will also not fire until we are clear." Andersmith had reassured Caboose.

"3..."

"Hope we have a good game then..." Caboose said.

"2..."

"As do I..." Andersmith agreed.

"1... Annnd FIGHT!"

The match started just like how Caboose and Andersmith agreed upon, no side fired a shot, no bullet was fired, sword unsheathed or bolt shot. They just stood there as Caboose and Andersmith walked over to the their reserved space, almost like good friends. A few fans booed, but true fans clapped and cheered for that display of good sportsmenship among the fighters. The cheers calmed down once Caboose and Andersmith cleared and the last 3 v. 3 (or 3 v. 2, plus Doc).

Now the problem would remain who would draw their weapons first, forcing Palomo to wonder, "So... how are we gonna do this?"

"Want me to shoot first?" Church asked respectfully.

"3..." Port was kind enough to restart the countdown timer.

"2..." Church pulled out his 1911s and stood in front of Doc.

"1..." Katie Jensen and Antoine Bitters aimed there weapons for Church.

"Fight." Charles Palomo and Tucker rushed each other to begin a classic duel of blades. With a clash their swords met and their strength was tested, despite the size and weight difference in swords Tucker proved that he had the power to back up his skill. As he was able to push Palomo the two of them resumed their preferred stances, Palomo a side on stance pose and Tucker in Iaijutsu, used for a quick draw style. Both circled each other, waiting for the other to make a move. So Tucker went to strike but was almost met with a counter forcing him to block and deflect.

Church began to fire his two pistols at Jensen and Bitters while staying in front of Doc to keep him out of harm's way. Bitters ran straight while Jensen flanked to the right, they were forcing Church to back up into the mainly open tundra land area. So he had to make a plan fast because he could only fight off those two for so long. He thought one up and began relaying it to Doc, "Alright Doc, I got a plan we're gonna go to the left and aim for the swamplands we should be able to-" Unfortunately Doc had ditched and was already running for the swamp area, "You _$#@%!!!"

(Remember kids are watching this)

So Church was left booking it to the swamps alone as he ran to the safety of the Misty swamps. As he ran he quit firing which allowed him to be blasted by the rounds of Jensen's DMR, his coat was thick enough to absorb the ice, fire and lighting dust rounds. But was too soft as his back became a pin cushion for several rapid fire arrows that Bitters shot at him. Holstering his pistols, Church pulled out his sub machine and turned back to keep them back. Bitters hit the floor and rolled out of the way to avoid getting hit as did Jensen when Church was shifting back and forth between the two.

With one giant back leap Church splashed into the murky waters of the swamp and dove under to get to cover. After a brief swim he crawled and made his way to the trunk base of a dead tree that once lived in the swamp. In cover begin to yank out all the arrows while using a piece of his own shirt as a cloth to bite down on to keep from alerting his foes.


[Caboose vs Andersmith]

The two heard the gunshots going off and the cheers that indicated that the battle had already commenced. Andersmith smiled as from the sounds of the gunfire and the clashing of metal he could tell that his team was fighting hard. Now filled with pride of his team's hard work he gave Caboose his full undivided attention.

"How would you like to do this, shall we simply shoot at each other until one of us falters? Fisticuffs? Or should we go battle with close quarters?"

"Church gave me these new axes, if you wouldn't mind I'd like to give them a go." Caboose hoped Andersmith would agree.

Andersmith nodded and transformed his weapon into a halbert mode and prepared for an epic brawl. Just like with Tucker and Palomo, the two large men circled each other: both using barbaric-like weapons. Both weapons with their own strengths and weaknesses that the other one could exploit.

Caboose swung his right ax from above first, forcing Andersmith the block the overhead strike. Andersmith swiped at the large open torso Caboose had left unguarded, but missed as his larger opponent back jumped away from it. The with both his axes the larger bear faunus went for another overhead attack, so strong in fact that it made John drop to one knee. Only one knee as he used all his might to push back Michael from him and smacked Caboose with the bottom of the halbert.

"Impressive, I truly must cherish this fight." Andersmith complimented.

Caboose nodded after holding his jaw to make sure it was fine, "Thanks, you are pretty strong too. Let's make this a good one."

The two charged back at each other to continue their match.


[Tucker vs Palomo]

Some would say this was one of the more evenly matched fights of the games, but they would be half right. The only main reason this fight was so evenly matched as they say, was because of the strength and weaknesses of the fighters. The pros and cons that both kept each other in balanced and made the fight the way it was almost evenly distributed in factors.

While Palomo carried a bigger sword it was also heavier and slowed his attacks, 1.8 kg or 4 lbs, Tucker's katana, 1.1 kg or 2.4 lbs. The slight difference in weight meant Tucker's attacks were more precise and quicker. Their armor difference also added a factor; as Palomo dressed in armor that was similar to Jaune's, Tucker had practically no armor only his leather jacket. This left Tucker's body more open to lethal attacks while Palomo was left covered in vital areas. Lastly their styles were extremely different, Tucker's on offense and Palomo's on defense.

Which was why Tucker was having as much difficulty as he was at that moment, just dodging another swing at his head. As is attack was thwarted by the metal chest plate that guarded Palomo's chest. After his near date with death was delayed he backpedaled to give himself some distance from his enemy to catch his breath as Palomo had the same thought.

While both men heaved heavy hot air out of themselves, this was a perfect opportunity to talk, "So how you doing?" Palomo asked.

"Honestly, getting tired, Can't wait to catch a massage after this." Tucker admitted stretching out his shoulders.

Palomo had to copy Tucker and loosen up also, "Yeah, I hear ya. I might wanna get a massage from that blonde over there."

"Which blonde?" Tucker wondered hoping he could get one too. Unfortunately Palomo pointed to Yang, starting a fire deep within Tucker, an incubus' fire is hardly something to laugh at.

Palomo took a moment to wave at Yang's direction, "Think she's got a sister?"

"Oh hell no!" Tucker unsheathed his sword and went back for an overhead attack.

"Woah, what's wrong dude? I was saying she's hot." Palomo said, as he put two and two together, "Oh... so does she have a sister?"

"Okay, draw your sword so we can fight."


[Church and Doc vs. Jensen and Bitters]

As Church stumbled as quietly as he could through the thick murky waters of the swamp, blood dripped down his back as his aura was being drained to fix his wounds. He knew this area for a moment but already found the best spots to hide, to set up traps, everything he could use. He pulled himself over a tree root sticking just slightly above the water, and leaned against it for cover. While he was trying to cope with his pain he felt something poke his face.

"Fr-freeze!" The shaky voice spoke out.

In the blink of an eye, Church pulled the "weapon" from the man's hands and pulled one of his pistols in the man's face. The weapon, a twig that looked like a gun, the person, Doc, "Doc, I could have shot. I should shoot you."

"Sorry, I'm not a violent person. You know that." Doc admitted, "But what are we gonna do about those two?"

"I'm thinking, I'm thinking." In a second he thought of a plan, "...And I know just what to do."

[A few seconds later]

Bitters was walking through the swamp water while Katie stood along the edge to keep them from being attacked as a group. Katie had been eyeing back and forth while walking at the same speed as Bitters. That's when they saw what appeared to be Doc standing in front of Church and his hat and large trenchcoat, clearly going over the plan.

"There is no way this will work. They won't buy it." Doc repeated over and over again. As Doc caught the two in his glances he began to stutter and become more and more nervous while they came closer. When they took aim Doc turned around and began running as fast as he possibly could away from the chance of gunfire.

Katie Jensen and Antoine Bitters we're merciless as they blasted at Church with so many shots that it looked even worse than before. He was looking like a crisp porcupine as the coat and hat fell down to the damp floor and settled onto the floor. Only, there was no one wearing them, they seemed to have been placed onto a large dead log as it fell over. Meaning Church was somewhere out there; as Antoine examined the log again he noticed a break where a large branch was supposed to be.

Emerging from the water on Bitters' left side Church roared as he held the missing branch in his hands above his head. With a loud thud and a crack, the piece of wood broke into splinters as the Church knocked Bitters and his crossbow to the floor. With Bitters down for a moment he redirected his attention to the other sharpshooter on the team. As he reached for his rifle Katie took aim and prepared to fire, finger on the trigger, sights at his chest.

When a bright light distributed her aim and caused her to shoot above her target, leaving Church unharmed. Jensen tried to find the light source and discovered it was Doc, using the scope as a reflective surface to blind her. Not wanting to become a prey himself Doc ran and jumped over to the safety of the tree for cover to protect himself.

Jensen went to aim at Doc but completely forgot about Church who now had his gun on her. With burst shots hitting her armor and sides, she was knocked back letting Church run to her position to push forward. As he made it back onto the platform Jensen was still getting her footing but rose her head to see his rifle fixed on her. Defeated Jensen sighed but shifted her gaze for a moment, that small shift made Church aware that Bitters was behind him. With a quick reach on his left hip he pulled out his sub machine gun, fixed it on Bitters and wasted no time to shoot.

Normally shooting two guns, like the rifle and the SMG at the same time was against his style, because it just felt awkward. That was the only reason, as the weight and force meant very little to him at all. Because nature designed him that way; in nature Tiger's have some of the most powerful arms there are, capable of delivery powerful swipes and carrying about twice their weight up trees. So duel wielding an approximate 7-8 pound rifle and a 4 pound SMG was nothing, just awkward.

Being hit by bullets from the guns he packed left both of them unable to move as he unloaded his clips on the two. For a moment he left them dancing and stumbling back and forth while the rounds seemed never ending. Finally he finished shooting letting the two drop to the ground with their aura left at 9% and 8%.

Church strapped his guns into their place and waited for Doc to arrive with his hat and coat. Before placing it on his head he shook it to the side to dry it off a bit before wearing it, letting his ears pop out of their holes. He threw his coat over his shoulder and began to walk to the tundra area, "C'mon Doc, let's head to watch Caboose."

[Tucker vs Palomo]

Tucker's switch up to a more aggressive tactic shown to be very effective as he practically beat overpowered Palomo. Only problem was he took a few hits himself leaving him just as messed up as his opponent. Just a few more attacks and he would win, or lose depending on how the fight can end. He needed all focus and distractions were not helping him at all.

"Hey quit messing around, so we can watch Caboose fight." Church shouted as he walked over to Caboose's position.

Tucker shouted back to his rude teammate, "Fine! Jerk."

With that Tucker made an aim for Palomo but instead of unsheathing his sword he pulled the whole thing and knocked the other swordsman in between the eyebrows. Making Palomo cover his eyes obscuring his vision, as he lost track of where the samurai was in the last second. Behind him, Tucker delivered a powerful heel kick to his torso, knocking the wind out of him. Keeled over, Palomo was gasping for air, catching a quick breath he rose only to find Tucker delivering a powerful judo chop to the shoulder.

Knocked down again, the samurai walked away from the other swordsman believing that he had finally won. Until Palomo rose to his feet to fight again, ready for round 2 but very tired as he was gonna go fight again. Tucker rolled his eyes as he walked back over to his opponent for an embarrassing finisher. As Palomo raised his sword Tucker tossed his sword to his opponent, sheath and all, now unarmed. With a kick to the groin, Palomo fell back slowly as his aura dropped down into the single digits. Before falling completely on the floor Tucker caught his sword mid free fall.

"We good?" Tucker questioned as he placed his sword on his left side.

Church simply backed up and let Tucker walk by, "After you."

[Caboose vs Andersmith]

The two seemed to be an even, match for most categories the judges were measuring during the never ending match. No guns, just strength against strength with their melee weapons in hands, so much so that everyone was captivated. It seemed to be an unwavering bout, until Andersmith dropped to one knee with 35% aura remaining in his system, and Caboose at 55%. Breathing hard John knew he had very little chance to make a comeback in this fight to the near end, and Caboose walking towards was not comforting.

But Caboose was not raising a weapon, he instead held out his hand in front of the man's face waiting for Andersmith to grab it. Andersmith did so as the taller man, placed a hand on his own chest to show his breathing technique to catch his breathe faster. In through the nose, hold it for a second then release it very slowly, Andersmith copied Caboose several times in this pattern.

When the technique ceased Caboose made sure to double check, "Good?"

"I am good, yes." Andersmith confirmed, "Shall we continue."

"On your go."

"Okay... let's begin."

And back they were to fighting, steel striking steel, sparks flying from the metal in their hand growing hot with each intense strike. Even though each and every one of their slashes never connected, their blunt blows bashed each other. Caboose with his bare fists backed by the axe handle or just the axe handle itself, and Andersmith with the bottom end of the halbert or his own two fists. Their fight lasted several more minutes until Andersmith dropped to his knees one last time with aura dropping to 19% and Caboose only to 47%.


"With an amazing match up between team MLLF and team JACK it would seem that team MLLF will take the victory this round." Oobleck announced.

Wiz now gave his commentary, "This was an extremely close match where Team JACK had several advantages, however they could not compete with team MLLF's verocity and battle tactics. When all is said and done, skills are tested."

"The winner is Team MLLF." Port summarized.


"Hey, good game." Caboose said extending his hand for a shake.

Andersmith couldn't shake a thought from his head, "Did you take pity on me and not fight at your greatest?"

"No. I wanted us to have a fair match and we had one, you're amazing, I hope we can see each other again sometime and be friends." Caboose answered honestly with a smile.

Andersmith, understood what Caboose had truly meant and knew it was a true fight, "Indeed, I would like that."

As he went for a handshake Caboose surprised him with a big bear hug as he cuddled the slightly smaller man in front of him.

"Man, we almost had him." Bitters complained as he had his head down.

Jensen had her head down and scratched the back of her neck, "I'm sorry..."

"Hey..." Church approached them, "Don't be too hard on yourselves, I nearly bought the farm back there. You did good."

"Hey if I would've known you and the blonde were a thing..." Palomo started to apologize.

Tucker avoided eye contact, "We don't put a label on it."

"Oh... so does she have a sister?" Palomo asked.

"Yes and she's 15 douche."

"I'm 17..."

"... I'm not talking to you no more."

[End Of Chapter]


Okay so, would you like me to spend a lot of time and energy to type up Team SSSN's match or would you allow me to type a holiday special for everyone. Please let your choice be my gift for Christmas.

If you celebrate Christmas, Merry Christmas. If you celebrate Hannukah, Happy Hannukah. If you celebrate Kwanzaa then Happy Kwanzaa. If you celebrate something else Happy Holidays. If you don't have anything to celebrate, happy winter?