Good morning/afternoon/evening to you all. This shall be the chapter where ass-kicking ensues between the newly introduced main characters. It will be epic. Or not. I'll talk to you at the end of the chapter. Until then:

Disclaimer: I don't own DCUO, DC Comics or anything DC related except for the aforementioned characters and their (back)story. Also I've become very fond of the word prosper. I don't know why but I did. In fact I believe this will be a prosperous chapter.

She struck at him with her staff, forcing him to dodge out of the way, taking a defensive stance. She charged again, trying to give as little time as possible to her opponent to prepare. She attacked his arms, legs, torso, head. Anywhere she could strike, she did. He either dodged or blocked her attempts. He grinned.

"Not bad. For a second there I thought you had me. I do have to say though, if this is all you've got, this fights already over." She glared at his cockiness.

"If you think this is all I've got, than you're right." She threw her staff at his face and he crouched to avoid it. He failed to notice the ice boulder she threw right after the staff. He tried to evade, but ended up getting hit with it in his torso. He rolled out of the way, getting behind a pilar, avoiding any other attacks from his opponent. He cluched at his stomach and winced when he pressed the area that was struck too hard. That was definitely going to leave a bruise.

"Ok. So maybe I underestimated you. What next?"

"You come out of hiding, fight and die."

"Sorry to disapoint, but that's just too much to ask." She raised her hand creating an ice platform that threw her staff to her hand. She covered the staff with ice, creating a spear-tip at each of it's ends. Then she looked in the direction of the pilar to find a fireball was racing towards her. She ducked and blocked a second fireball with her staff.

He took a fighting stance as did she. He raced in her direction, she prepared. As he reached her, she swung her staff to his face. Not expecting to fail, she was surprised to see him jump to the floor and glide beside her, only to stand up and, before she could react, hit her twice in the back and once in the back of her head. She fell to the ground.

"Ouch. That seems like it hurt." She immediatly got up and locked her eyes with his. He looked into them, seeing that they had turned from blue to white. He didn't know what that meant but if it was anything like what happened to him, this wouldn't be good.

She raised her hands. Wind started picking up. Then snow started falling. He tried to move but found himself restrained. Ice was starting to form at his feet. Before he had the chance to get free, his arms were covered with ice as well. Then his legs, his torso and finally, his head.

She lowered her hands. She turned around to leave the building, her eyes going back to normal. She heard a crack. Then another. And another. She turned around in time to put an arm up to block his strike. Then he attacked again and again, eventually faster then she could block, getting hit 5 times in the stomach and finally falling to the ground with a roundhouse kick to the chest. She dropped her staff to clutch at her wounding torso. He crouched in front of her.

"You didn't think it would be that easy, did you?" She looked up at him with a hint of strain and spoke slowly.

"For a second there, I did. Turns out I am gonna have to kill you." He grinned.

"I don't think you want to do that." He went to grab her wrist and turn her around to restrain her. He felt himself stop his movement, freezing really. His eyes turned fire red and he looked at her. Her eyes were white again. Then, suddenly she kicked him in the stomach, sending him to land on his back. He landed hard, hitting his head, getting groggy from the blow. She got up, picked up her staff and froze him again. Before he could burn through that again, she hit him the face with her staff, knocking him uncounscious.

"Sorry jackass. I don't like a lot of touching in the first date." She then opened an entrace in his ice-y trap: A clear shot to his heart.

"And I have to say, I didn't get a good first impression. " She fliped her staff to point one of the spear-tips at his heart, clutched at her staff with an iron grasp and thrusted the tip at the entrance. It sliced through the skin like butter, going straight to his heart and through it, only to come out at the other end of his body.

"See you in Hell Asshole."

Almost no blood spurted out of the back, freezing imediately. She pulled the staff out, bringing bits of his insides with the tip. She frowned and picked them off of it in desdain, unfreezing her staff again and strapping it in her back. She turned around and left.

Maxwell Strong was dead.

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