Chapter 8 is here people. This is it the fight that everyone's been waiting for! Read it, review it, and tell me what you people think. This is just here for people to enjoy. Enjoy! :)
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Chapter 8: Start of the Match
Elsa and Anna went through the rows of people, looking for seats. They then saw the waving of Aster, Tiana, and Sandy.
"Oi, over here!" Aster called out. Both smiled wildly and ran over to them. Hiccup, Astrid and her team were next to them too. They took their seats.
"Thanks a lot guys. Finding seats in here is crazy." Elsa said.
"I know, right?" Tiana giggled.
Suddenly the lights go off. Much like a movie theatre turns off its lights to screen a movie.
"They're starting!" Anna was excited.
"Ladies and gentlemen!" Began the Announcer. "Welcome to World Championship Title Match! This is the match everyone has been waiting for! The match that will decide who will become the next World Champion!"
The crowd goes wild with excitement. Especially Anna. She was able to return to her energetic usual self.
"And now, ladies and gentlemen, the fighters will enter the arena!"
The crowd roars even louder. It was now time to determine who was the world's strongest.
"LLLLLLLLLLLLLLadies and gentlemen in the blue corner, with 20 matches, 20 wins, and 20 KO's! With an unparalleled perfect record, that even rivals the once famed Jack Frost! A boxer who personifies pure strength so clearly by following in Jack Frost's footsteps! KKrrrrrrrrrrristoff Hikeeeeeeeerrrrrrr!"
The spot light shines down on Kristoff as he enters the Arena. The crowd roars and cheers. Anna most of all.
"Here he comes." Snotlout smiled.
"I feel like I might have a heart attack." Sandy gulped.
"Kristoff! Go get him!" Anna called out. "Win this for me!"
"Kristoff is standing in the ring for his world title challenge." Hiccup quivered.
Kristoff stands and focused. Breathing calmly. North stands outside in the corner. Quivering with anticipation.
"So this is the ring for the world title match." Kristoff wondered. "I've finally made it."
"…And in the red corner, the champion who has the same flawless perfect status, but higher! The Handsome Devil, as he is nicknamed by the ladies! Hans Islesooooooouuuuuutttthhhh!"
The crowd roars with excitement. Especially the ladies squealing like mad. To no one's surprise Elsa and Anna we're pissed. It was scary to the others. However what they noticed Hans making his grand entrance with style and having cute hot girls surround him. This really got under Elsa, Anna, Hiccup, and the rest of gang under their skin.
"Quit trying to show off, Asshole!" Hiccup shouted.
"Dumbass!" Aster shouted too.
"Enjoy it while you can!" Astrid shouted too. But of course since they were the only handful of people in the crowd that hated Hans they were not heard. Hans made his way to the arena showing EVERYTHING. This muscles, his flashing clothes, his personal 'escorts' (If you know what I mean.).
"Kristoff's going to kick your ass!" Tuff shouted!
"Die, Hans!" Elsa screamed.
"Kristoff we're counting on you!" Anna screamed. "I'm counting on you!"
As if by magic Kristoff some how heard her and smiled. Anna smiled too. The roaring crowd continues to cheer until the announcer clears his throat one more time. Everyone was silent. Only mutters and mumbles echoed.
"We will now begin the WBC World Title Match!" He announced. (No pun intended.)
And the stadium once again goes wild with the audiences' applauds.
"M-my knees are shaking." Hiccup stutters. He then stops to feel the hand of someone holding his hand. He looks up to see it's Astrid's.
"It'll be fine. Let's have faith." She smiled. Hiccup blushed bright red.
"U-um y-yeah." He stammered.
"It's intense enough from the match." Tiana said.
"Especially after what happened between them and us." Aster said.
"I've got a bad feeling they might not even wait for the bell." Sandy said.
"This is going to turn into a bloodbath." Aster whispered.
"N-no way. The match is about to start. I'm sure nothing else could happen" Hiccup stuttered again trying to reassure himself.
Both fighters stared at each other dead in the eyes. Kristoff had a focused but angry look in his face. While Hans had a arrogant smug look. North then entered the ring. Duke the same. As all four approached one another to the center.
"Listen, don't make eye contact with him while we're here. There's no telling what he'll try to pull." North instructed.
"Yes sir." He responded.
Both fighters enter the center of the ring. Jack, the referee stands at the center between them.
"As both fighters enter the center, the heat is intense enough to make anyone's heart race." The Announcer said.
"Ok get back to your corners now." Jack informed. Hans then gave him a dirty look.
"I don't need you to give me orders, maggot." Hans glared.
"Stop, Hans." Duke informed. Both Kristoff and Hans returned their neutral corners. They sit on their stools while listening to their coaches' advice.
"Both fighters are ready to spring into action at any moment. The two warriors face each other down from across the ring with ferocious looks."
"Stay calm, Kristoff. And remember to focus." North instructed. Kristoff nodded. North placed the mouthpiece in Kristoff's mouth. Hans was still acting all smug and tough. Smirking like a smug idiot.
"Everyone's attention is focused on the battle that is about happen. This is not just some title, but a national pride that's on the line. When the bell rings, it shall begin." Called the announcer.
Everyone was quiet, waiting for bell to ring. Kristoff glared. Hans smug. Till finally "DING DING" the bell rung.
"And there it is folks the bell has rung! The battle between Hans and Kristoff for the World Title Match has begun!" Sounded the Announcer. "And now… lllllllllllllllllllllet's get ready to rumblllllllllllllleeeeeeeeeeeee!"
The crowd roars wild and loud. The two circle around the ring waiting for a good opportunity to strike. Maintaining their distance. The atmosphere was once again silent. Silent enough to hear one's own heart beat. Truly breathtaking.
"That's right Kristoff. Observe your opponent. This is your first time in the World Title Match. Use the first round to get warmed up." North pondered to himself. "Duke Weselton a well talented trainer. I'm worried about what kind of instructions he gave to Hans."
The distance between them gets smaller and smaller. They both put up their guards and get ready to fight. They start doing steps. After a few moments of silent Kristoff sees an opportunity at throws the first punch. But Hans just ducks down. But that led him a disadvantage as he starts to trip.
"Is he blind?" Chuckled Aster.
"Hans didn't dodge anything." Smiled Hiccup.
Hans manages to recover his footing but reveals a cut on his forehead. And boy did he not look happy about that. Hans never once had gotten a single cut n any of his fights. But now Kristoff was the first to do so.
The crowd, especially Hans' fans were shocked. "Blood!?" That connected!?" Kristoff then moves. His speed catches Hans off guard. He throws punches left and right wildly. Forcing Hans to be on the defense.
"A-Amazing." Hiccup in awe.
Kristoff kept up hos pace but increased the speed. Hans started to panic. He never faced an opponent this fast before. He was now forced into a corner. Kristoff then threw a hard left jab. However Hans managed to dodge it.
"He can't fight back from that position. Keep it up and you'll win Kristoff!" North said
Kristoff then repeated the left jab. Hans however gritted his teeth in a mean glare, grabbed the rope, and threw a left uppercut and Kristoff's chin. The force of the punch sent Kristoff flying and bleeding hard. He did however managed to keep his footing. But Hans on the other hand recovered and picked up his speed. The gang was horrified. Because they didn't see how it happened. It was too fast.
"What was that!?" Sandy shouted.
"I-I don't know it was too fast." Aster responded.
"I couldn't classify it. But the mostly case scenario is a lower attack." North was in shock.
Jack himself was shocked. This was the opponent he faced 2 years ago? Hans was that powerful?
Kristoff turned and threw his punches. But Hans just leaned back like he was on a recliner chair and threw a right cross. Hit Kristoff hard. Kristoff was thrown back by the force of the impact into a corner. The gang was horrified.
"How can he punch like that!? That's impossible to predict!" Hiccup shouted.
Now it was Hans' turn to puch only his were much more faster and stronger. Hans punched Kristoff not giving him ample time to defend. Kristoff was getting worse cuts and bruises. Blood streamed from his head.
"Kristoff NO!" Anna shouted in horror.
"Dammit." Kristoff thought. "I can't tell where his hands are coming from."
Hans smirked sinisterly as he threw a left hook. But Kristoff saw this as an opportunity.
"You need to learn the basics asshole!" Kristoff shouted. Kristoff managed to block Hans' right hook. "Let me give you a lesson on the core of boxing!" Kristoff moved in to attack "One, two-"
But before Kristoff could go three, Hans dodged by bending his torso again and punched him square in the jaw. Kristoff was surprised by that.
"He can fight back even with his torso completely bent backwards?" Kristoff was in awe. But Kristoff wasn't going to give up. He retaliated by throwing a series of punches, but Hans just dodged them all. Hans then went in for the kill throwing a right hard straight into Kristoff's face. This puts Kristoff in such a daze that he starts to collapse.
"KRISTOFF!" The gang screamed in unison.
"KRISTOFF!" North shouted. This snapped him out from his daze. Hans smirking threw a right punch again. Kristoff manages to dodge the finishing blow.
"That was close. I was totally out of it. If he had landed that I would have been done for." He thought. "I better get to a safe spot."
"Get out of there, Kristoff!" Sandy shouted.
"You're at a disadvantage in the corner!" Hiccup shouted.
"Get out of there!" Astrid screamed.
Pretty soon Kristoff's fans started shouted for him to run. "Kristoff, run!" "It's dangerous over there!" "I'm begging you just get away!" "Hurry up and get away from there!" "You can't stay in the corner!" "Run, please!" All the fans were worried that Kristoff would loose. Hans just stood there taunting and mocking him with a single smirk. However Kristoff couldn't run because Hans had the advantage. But that still didn't mean he would not fight back.
"No. It's Kristoff we're talking about." Jack thought to himself. "No matter where he is or who he's fighting, he'll be able to pull it off!"
Hans kept his smug look on Kristoff. This annoyed him greatly.
"What are you looking so smug about, damn it!?" Kristoff's thoughts screamed. Kristoff quickly threw a right jab at Hans' face. It knocks Hans off balance even through his guard.
"Kristoff!" Anna shrieked in delight.
Kristoff then threw a left jab at Hans' liver.
"You can't dodge my attacks using that crazy smug stare of yours anymore, can you you dumbass!?" Kristoff thought. Hans then gasped for air. He was in total shock. "Those body blows can make anyone drop their guard!" Kristoff threw another right jab. But Hans blocked it with arm. "Good reflexes! But, if you protect up, I'll attack below!" Kristoff throws another left jab at the body again. Hans is defenseless and gasping for air.
And the crowd goes wild. "Go! Go!" "Go for it!"
"Not bad!" Sandy complimented.
"Kristoff is using his head wisely! Like always!" Aster smirked.
"He's really good at using his head to win a fight!" Hiccup laughed.
Down in the outside right, Duke watched with disappointment. "Fighting back using logic huh? I'll admit his power and techniques are both excellent. I can tell his boxing senses are truly at a first rate. But I can't afford any screw ups!" He thought with anger. Kristoff kept punching Hans. "Still. Kristoff will never win. He will lose. Not with boxing."
Just as Duke predicted, Hans counter attacked with a right jab to the face. Suddenly Hans entered a rush of punches at Kristoff. Kristoff's fans and friends got scared all over again. "What the hell is that?" "That's not boxing." And they were right.
"No good. In a punching match he gets trapped in Hans' pace." Sandy watched in horror.
"I can't believe it. Kristoff is losing out in a punching exchange." Aster in shock.
"Kristoff can't see his punches coming." Anna watched in fear. She was almost on the verge of tears.
"There is no limit to the type of punches that can be used in boxing. And Hans' punches have no boundaries and is no exception." Duke thought to himself. Hans kept punching Kristoff harder and harder, faster and faster. "And, because there are so many variations they can't be predicted. There is no way to predict them. To me and Hans, it doesn't matter what kind they are. Punches are punches. They're simply violent." Duke smiled a smug. Jack watched in horror.
Hans threw another hard right punch in Kristoff's face. The shock of the impact was so loud everyone could practically hear his neck crack. Kristoff was now slipping into unconsciousness.
"Not good! That got him!" Aster shouted.
"He's unconscious!" Hiccup shouted.
"Stay focused, Kristoff! Eyes up front!" North called in desperation.
Kristoff was backed into a corner. Suddenly Hans went in for the kill. Laughing manically. Suddenly the bell rang. Jack didn't hesitate to interfere.
"Stop, Hans!" He rushed in. But Hans ignored him. He would not be denied.
"Kristoff!" North shouted.
And then everything was still and silent. Everyone stared in awe and shock. Kristoff managed to regain consciousness. Jack was able to stop Hans. But what Kristoff saw got him REALLY pissed of. Hans stuck out his tong and made a mocking face.
"You little-!"
"Stop!" Jack shouted. Intervening between the two. "The first round is over! Get to your corners!"
"What?" Kristoff said in shock.
"Kristoff, hurry over here!" North called.
"Saved by the bell. Damn it!" Kristoff cursed himself. But all the same was relieved.
The Kristoff fans were in total shock. "K-Kristoff was put out cold for a while there?" "What's with the screwed up boxing?" By now only the Kristoff fans were starting to get a little suspicious. The first time in while. While the Hans fans roared wildly. Praising Hans.
"The stronger one will win the fight. That's the bottom line." Snotlout pointed out.
"Are you kidding? Boxing exists the way it does today because it evolved past that bottom line. Just brawling won't be enough." Fishlegs protested.
"It's not that simple. This is like brawling alpha+." Gobber said. Hans just sat there smug and confident. Getting ready for the next round. "His manner of dodging and punching, all of his methods take advantage of and dissect the limitations of modern scientifically devised boxing. It's genuinely wild." Then Gobber started to think. "How will Kristoff deal with it?"
On the other corner Kristoff was getting ready for the next round. North looked worried and frustrated.
"Damn it! I can't believe it he thought." North thought. "I don't have any advise to give him!" He turns his gaze at Hans with hate. "He can dodge and attack at the same time. And on top of that, he has enough power to knock someone as durable as Kristoff unconscious." He then thought about the same thing that happened to Jack 2 years ago. "This is all because of my poor experience!" North cursed himself.
"So what's your impression Hans?" Duke walked up to Hans. Hans just smirked.
"He gonna cut it. Somebody's got to break that loser."
"I see." Duke responded. He turned to look at North and Kristoff. "I admire his boxer's strength. But North should really give it up. Hans is just too much to handle." Duke smirked. He then turned to Hans. "Don't draw it out too much. Finish him off if you can."
"Yes, sir." Hans smiled sinisterly.
Chapter 8 done. Holy Crap this is getting intense! And the pieces are starting to fall into place. Read it, review it, and tell me what you people think. Thank you so much. :)