Note: first fanfic, will improve as I go along, I have been a gamemaster on my past RP site so the action should be good, and I do not own Ben 10 or anything that is remotely like Ben 10.

AUTHOR'S NOTE OF GLORY: Hey everybody! I kind of got this chapter up really quickly so you might have missed the previous chapter. I also want to tell you that it will be awhile before I get the next one up. But you won't mind will you? I mean, I like got three chapters up rather quickly. So enjoy this short chapter!

---------

As the snow storm died down and the wind slowed down to just a breeze, the dust and snow slowly began their trek downwards. The crowd waited tensely to find out who, if anyone, was still standing.

Finally, when all was settled, the crowd saw Wolfy standing on the ground, and Blizzard lying near him. When the announcer saw this he began his countdown, "1…2…3…4…5…6…7…8…9…10! The winner is Wolfy the Loboan!"

When the countdown ended, Wolfy collapsed onto the ground. After a grueling battle, he had won, but just. Medics from the sidelines rushed in with stretchers and carefully placed the fighters onto them. While only two medics were required to take Blizzard away, several were needed to haul the large Loboan away. As they were taking them off, Stinkfly said, "Do you think she will be okay?"

Diamondhead nodded and said, "She'll be fine. Blizzard's a tough gal underneath that pretty exterior of hers. She will be up and running in no time."

"For now…" continued XLR8, "we must worry about usss. With one round lost we will have a harder time recovering. With that sssaid and done, we must do our best these next few roundsss."

Upgrade, angry at her comment stepped in and said, "Hey! Blizzard tried her best out there! She didn't crumble out there like we all thought she would! She held her ground and pulled off some amazing moves!"

XLR8 looked at Upgrade and said, "I did not sssay she fell apart out there. All I mean isss, ever her best wasn't enough. She did all she could, and she ssstill lost."

Upgrade looked at her with feelings of angry and regret. What XLR8 said was true, even though Blizzard called upon the forces of nature to help her. She still lost. There was nothing anything could do about it.

Upgrade looked at everyone in the room and said, "I'm going to go see her. I'm going to see if she is alright."

When he was about to leave, Diamondhead grabbed him firmly with his sharp hand. He looked at Upgrade squarely in the eye with his steel colored eyes. He then said calmly, "Upgrade. Please do not leave us. Though Blizzard is an important team member, we must stick together through this match. Besides, what if they call you during the match to fight?"

Upgrade looked at him silently; he then shrugged off his hand and said, "Who cares about the match? I'm going to find out if Blizzard is alright."

He then walked out of the room in a quick fashion.

Grey Matter looked at Diamondhead who looked stressed out, he then said, "Don't worry. If his name is called, he'll be here. He won't back down from this."

Diamondhead looked at Grey Matter and said quietly, "I hope so…I hope so…"

When everyone was cleared from the stage, the announcer started up again with his rolling baritone-like voice. "Now that everyone has cleared from the arena…it's time for the second round!"

The crowd roared in delight and in jubilance, after such a fight in the first round. The next round should be just as equally exciting.

"First off…on Team A it's…Four Arms!"

"ME?" yelled Four Arms who upon hearing his name staggered back a few steps as if he was delivered a blow. Grey Matter laughed and said, "Well, good luck then buddy! I'm sure that with your strong muscles you'll win in no time!"

"Woo!" screamed Stinkfly, "Go Four Arms! You can do it!"

Diamondhead smiled, which was a thing Yin rarely did, and patted Four Arms on the shoulder, "Hope you win Four Arms."

Four Arms smiled hesitantly and said, "…haha…er…thanks guys!"

He then looked at XLR8 who was silent this whole time. When their eyes met, XLR8 shrugged and said, "Good luck Prince Four Armsss."

Four Arms smiled and said, "Thanks XLR8."

After saying goodbyes to everyone, he got into the elevator (he had to crouch a little since the elevator proved to be a little small) and he waved goodbye to everyone.

When the elevator doors opened again, his heart was beating quickly. He took a deep breath and started taking steps forward. Once he entered the arena, the sound from the audience erupted and became extremely loud. Everyone was shouting Four Arms name over and over. After all, he was quite popular with a lot of folk.

While he was waving to everyone, he heard a cold voice behind him. The voice was so starkly different from the rest of the crowd that Four Arms could hear it as clearly as he could see the ground.

"Well, well, it'sss been a long time…Prince Four Armsss."

Four Arms' eyes widened. That voice, it couldn't be…could it? It has been so long since he heard the maliciousness of the voice but he still remembered it ever since the day he heard it being spoken from the forked tongue of the person. Slowly he turned around to see who his opponent was.

There, standing tall and proud amongst the boulders, was DCELR8.