Chapter 22 is here people. Read it, review it, and tell me what you people think. This is just here for people to enjoy. Enjoy! :)
AUTHERS NOTE: I will admit this. I kind of copied and pated the last few chapters here. Reason why is because I couldn't wait that long. It was taking forever and I was running out of options. I wanted to at least make it epic. So I do ask if you can forgive me on this chapter, cause I really was trying. :(
Plus many of you may have already figured out that Kristoff vs. Hans was just like Takamura vs Hawk from Hajime no Ippo. For those who haven't seen the anime I encourage you to see it. It's really awesome!
NOTE: I don't own Rise of the Guardians or Frozen! Both movies go to their respective company creators.
Chapter 22: The Rematch of the Century!
The lights go out and one comes back on to the announcer. Standing tall in his tux and holding his mic.
"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.
"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 over 100 matches, over 100 wins, and 90 KO's! With an outstanding record! A boxer who personifies pure strength so clearly! The returning shinning star Jaaaaaaaaaaaaaack Frrrrooooooooooooooost!"
The spot light shines down on Jack as he enters the Arena. The crowd roars and cheers. His friends most of all.
"He's here!" Hiccup smiled.
"I been waiting for this forever." Sandy grinned.
"Jack! Go get him!" Anna called out.
"Win this for me!" Elsa called out too.
Jack stands and focused. Breathing calmly. North stands outside in the corner. Quivering with anticipation.
"So this is the ring for the world title match." Jack wondered. "I've finally made it. Guess this is what Kristoff felt."
"…And in the red corner, the champion who has the same flawless perfect status, only this time lower! The Former Handsome Devil, as he used to be nicknamed by the ladies! Hans Islesooooooouuuuuutttthhhh!"
The crowd roars with boos. But Hans didn't care his rage and hate were only focused on his main objective. Kill Jack Frost!
"Jack's going to kick your ass!" Tuff shouted!
"Die, Hans!" Anna screamed.
"Jack we're counting on you!" Kristoff called.
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.
And the stadium once again goes wild with the audiences' applauds.
"M-my knees are shaking, again." Hiccup stutters.
"It's intense enough from the match." Tiana said.
"Especially after what happened the last time." Aster said.
"I've got the same bad feeling they might not even wait for the bell." Sandy said.
"This is going to turn into a bloodbath." Aster whispered.
In the VIP room Pitch and the rest of his associates sit watching the match about to begin.
"I have bad feeling that we've just step into hell." Galaxar frowned.
"I surely hope you know what you are doing Pitch." Maleficent glared.
"Trust me, my friends. I do." Pitch smirked.
Both fighters stared at each other dead in the eyes. Jack had a focused but angry look in his face. Hans had the same. 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. 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." The referee informed.
Both Jack 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, Jack. And remember to focus." North instructed. Jack nodded. North placed the mouthpiece in Jack's mouth.
"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. Till finally "DING DING" the bell rung.
"And there it is folks the bell has rung! The epic rematch between Hans and Jack 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.
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 Hans sees an opportunity at throws the first punch. But Jack just ducks down but receives a cut on his forehead. Jack knew Pitch trained him well.
The crowd was shocked. "Blood!?" That connected!?" Han then moves. His speed catches Jack off guard. He throws punches left and right wildly. Forcing Jack to be on the defense.
"Oh no! JACK!." Elsa gasped.
Hans kept up his pace but increased the speed. Jack was now forced into a corner. Hans then threw a hard left jab. However Jack managed to dodge it.
"He can't fight back from that position. Keep it up and you'll win Hans!" Duke said
Hans then repeated the left jab. Jack however gritted his teeth in a mean glare, grabbed the rope, and threw a left uppercut and Han's chin. The force of the punch sent Hans flying and bleeding hard. He did however managed to keep his footing. But Jack on the other hand recovered and picked up his speed.
"Alright he's back in the game!" Sandy shouted.
"Come on, mate!" Aster cheered.
Jack turned and threw his punches. But Hans just leaned back like he was on a recliner chair and threw a right cross. Hit Jack hard. Jack was thrown back by the force of the impact into a corner. The gang was horrified.
"That move again!?" Hiccup shouted.
Now it was Hans' turn to punch only his were much more faster and stronger. Hans punched Jack not giving him ample time to defend. Jack was getting worse cuts and bruises. Blood streamed from his head.
"Jack NO!" Elsa shouted in horror.
Hans smirked sinisterly as he threw a left hook. But Jack saw this as an opportunity.
"You still don't know the basics asshole!" Jack shouted. Jack managed to block Hans' right hook. "This time I'LL be the one giving you a lesson on the core of boxing!" Jack moved in to attack "One, two-"
But before Jack could go three, Hans dodged by bending his torso again and punched him square in the jaw. Jack was surprised by that.
"I still can't believe fight back even with his torso completely bent backwards!" Jack was frustrated. But Jack 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 Jack's face.
"JACK!" The gang screamed in unison.
"JACK!" North shouted. Hans smirked but then turned to shock. The punch didn't faze him.
"What were you looking so smug about, asshole!?" Jack shouted at him. Jack quickly threw a right jab at Hans' face. It knocks Hans off balance even through his guard.
"Jack!" Elsa shrieked in delight.
Jack 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!?" Jack mocked him. Hans then gasped for air. He was in total shock. "Those body blows can make anyone drop their guard!" Jack threw another right jab. But Hans blocked it with arm. "Good reflexes! But, if you protect up, I'll attack below!" Jack 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.
"Jack 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 frustration. Jack kept punching Hans.
"You're good Jack. I'll give you that." Pitch thought to himself. "But money always buys everything. Even victory."
Just as Pitch predicted, Hans counter attacked with a right jab to the face. Suddenly Hans entered a rush of punches at Jack. Everyone 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.
"That punching exchange is always a pain to watch." Aster in shock.
"Jack can't see his punches coming." Elsa 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." Pitch thought to himself. Hans kept punching Jack 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. it doesn't matter what kind they are. Punches are punches. They're simply violent." Pitch smiled a smug.
Hans threw another hard right punch in Jack's face. The shock of the impact was so loud everyone could practically hear his neck crack. Jack was backed into a corner. Suddenly Hans went in for the kill. Laughing manically. Suddenly the bell rang. The referee didn't hesitate to interfere.
"Stop, Hans!" He rushed in. But Hans ignored him. He would not be denied.
"Jack!" North shouted.
And then everything was still and silent. Everyone stared in awe and shock. Jack was able to stop Hans by landing a single punch to his stomach. Hans gasped for air. He then looked at Jack with hate and rage.
"You little-!"
"Stop!" The referee shouted. Intervening between the two. "The first round is over! Get to your corners!"
"Jack, hurry over here!" North called.
"Damn it!" Hans cursed himself.
On the other corner Jack was getting ready for the next round. North looked worried and frustrated. But he knew Jack can hold his own. He's been training for this moment forever.
"Don't draw it out too much. Finish him off if you can." Duke ordered.
"Yes, sir." Hans Glared.
Things were getting really intense. It was only the end of the first round and things got intense real fast.
"Hans is incredibly strong." Tooth had a sad face on her face.
"No doubt Pitch put him through a lot of hard training." Gobber pointed out
"Yeah well my big brother is stronger and better than that prick Hans will ever be!" Emma protested.
"Emme, language!" Sarah said.
Elsa just put her hands in a prayer position. "Please. Please come back to me in one piece Jack." She whispered.
The whistle sounded and echoed the room. "Time to start Round 2!" The announcer bellowed. The crowd goes wild of applauds. Jack places the mouth protection in his teeth. His face showed determination. North, with a look of defeat on his face, pondered with his thoughts.
"Jack!" North called.
"Hmm?"
He places his fist on Kristoffs back (Gently. He didn't punch him.). "Put some spirit into it!"
Just hearing North's words was enough to encourage his friends. Jack sighed a grin. It felt so nostalgic. It reminds him of the good old days. Now he's reliving the good old days.
"All right!" Sandy shouted.
"Go for it Jack!" Aster cheered.
"Go get him, champ!" North smiled.
The second round begins! The two boxers took their positions. Jack had his guard up and focus, while Hans does the same. Jack moves first. Only this time he uses his speed of his footwork. Hans was indeed taken back by all this. Jack was indeed very fast.
"Using you feet isn't going to help." Hans thought to himself. His smirk still sinister. "It'll end this round!"
Jack continues to use his footwork. But just when Hans was about to throw a good punch, Jack threw a fast left jab at the face. Hans was blown away by this. He was in total awe. But before he could figure out why, Jack went into a rush of left and right jabs at Hans' face. Hans couldn't focus. Jack then delivered a hard left jab. Hans then got irritated. Hans then moved in to attack back.
"Trying to get away with your little tricks again?" Hans smirked. "No way is it EVER going to work on me!"
Then his sinister look changed to shock as Jack was now using his foot work one more time. This time he was much faster. Hans was then got nervous. Desperately he threw a punch to get him off track. But Jack was just too fast. Then Jack threw his left jabs again. Fast and hard. Tracing a circle around Hans. All Hans could do was to crouch down and defend himself. But the fast strength of Jack's punches were getting too great for take. Eventually Hans would fall.
The crowd was awe inspired by this turn of events. "Whoa he's fast!" "He's even more quicker than he was before!"
"KICK HIS ASS!" The gang shouted in unison.
"He's fast." Duke Weselton thought to himself in shock.
Jack kept attack Hans and pinning him down. North focused on the match with great precision. "I remember when I met him, I knew he had enough strength to become the World Champion." North thought to himself. "I didn't force him to work on his legs, his left, and the other basics to help him conquer the world. I did it to over come a greater obstacle. To over come the obstacle I knew he would run into. It was for this moment!"
Jack was no longer using his footwork but he kept up the pacing of his left jabs. Hans was stammered and tried to force himself in. Jack throws another jab at Hans' face once again. But Hans just then took it and pushed his head against it to attack Jack back. Hans was getting really pissed off. But Jack stood his ground, positioned himself and threw a right jab, good and hard, right in Hans' face. The force of the impact sent Hans flying back.
"He threw himself backwards to reduce the damage! Just like what he did with me!" Kristoff wondered.
"Well looks like you can't keep up with my speed!" Jack though to himself. He picked up the pacing of his speed. "Welcome to HELL!"
Hans was shocked at what was happening.
"I'll feed you so many punches that you won't have a chance to fight back!" Jack's thoughts were determined. "You'll be defeated without knowing what hit you!"
Duke just stared blankly, shocked.
Pitch just sat in his office, looking uninterested. "He's fast. Very fast indeed. But it still doesn't change anything. Because Hans is much faster that him!"
And he wasn't kidding. Hans then smiled sinisterly again. Regaining his footing, he moved much faster than Jack. This took Jack by surprise, but he kept grudging on. But sadly Hans struck faster and stronger.
"Jack!" Kristoff shouted.
"Jack, no!" Elsa cried out. She was on the verge of tears.
"Jack!" North shouted.
Hans just walked back to his corner, with a smug look, leaning against the corner all laid back. He thought he had scored a down. But his surprise, Jack was still standing, with his own smug smile. And boy it looked sinister. Like an animal.
"What the hell!?" Hans shouted in wide eyed shock.
The fight goes on. The two boxers took the fighting positions. Once again Jack had his guard up and focus. Hans came roaring in with a fast left and right swings. Jack managed to dodge it. He then decided to take the initiative and fight back. Pretty soon both of them were exchanging punches and dodging each other. A high speed fight is impossible to keep up with. The crowds were stunned with awe. "This was worth coming to see!" "You don't usually see speed like this in the heavier weight classes."
They kept this up for a few more seconds. But once again Hans gains the up head. Each time Jack punches Hans, it connects. Each time Hans punches Jack, it connects too. The equilibrium in the stalemate seems to have broken.
Pitch just watches. "Jack was moving even faster than he was before. He's probably even moving faster than Hans was." Pitch smirks. "But that's nothing. Because Hans will always be at the top. How does it feel Jack? To know that you've probably never seen anyone as strong as you, or stronger than you?" Pitch thought to himself. "As talented as you are, it's unfortunate for you that you were born as a weakling." Pitch smiled sinisterly.
Hans and Jack then began to pick up speed as he once again. Neither side was letting up nor were they going to back off. Every Jack fan roared in excitement. But there was still 40 seconds left of round 2.
"Impressive mental strength." Pitch comment in his mind. "But there's still forty seconds left. Will you be able to make it? I think not!"
"Oh come on. Can't this guy stay down like a good weakling?" Hans was annoyed as he approached his opponent. Hans, feeling like he could finish this in less than 40 seconds, attacked with left punched. But then, surprisingly Jack ducked under like it was nothing while still moving forward. Hans, in HIS frustration threw a right hard punch. Jack dodged it just in time. Jack then decided to fight back. "That's it! You're dead you son of a-" But when he threw his right Hans just stepped back lightly forcing Jack to miss. "What the-!? What happened!?" He soon got his answer when he looked down. His legs were a wobbly. "My legs won't listen to me. What's going on!?"
"30 seconds left!" Hiccup was also in a panic.
Hans charged for the attack, but Jack dodges.
"What just happened!? I'm so shaky right now that I might collapse! I can't throw a single punch with any power behind it! What do I do!?" Jack's thoughts were in a panic. Hans kept throwing punches left and right, but Jack stayed focused and dodged each one of them.
"Squirming around like a bitch, are we?" Hans was getting pissed. "You're not gonna make it to the next round dodging like a stupid girl like that!"
In a desperate attempt to finish him, Hans forces himself in with his shoulder pinning Jack into a corner. Jack was trapped with nowhere to run.
"Damnit!" Jack thought.
Hans smirked wildly. "It's all over-"
But then, in a surprising twist, Jack grabs Hans by the face. Forcing Hans back. Then he struck Hans in the face trying to push him away. Hans in his frustration tries to strike back. Jack tries to counter back but Hans then does that move where he bends his torso do dodge any up coming punches. Smug all the way.
"You can't even touch me with that left of yours." Hans smirked. "Everybody has tried to hit me straight on. But it-"
Suddenly, as if by a miracle Jack's left was able to connect. Pitch was then in shock. "He got him!" A fan shouted.
"W-what!? Did I screw up the distance?" Hans was shocked. He tried it again, but Jack took his stance and increased his speed allow him to hit Hans in the face twice. Everyone was in total awe. Pitch most of all. He could hardly believe his eyes.
"Close in with every step while the opponent is trying to dodge. An incredibly precise left, thrown while stepping forward." North acknowledged. He was amazed by Jack's moves.
"Of course. How could I forget? My body knew what to do." Jack wondered. "Before I could even think about it I knew what to do! Because of a punch I've thrown hundreds of thousands of times! Yes! I remember NOW!"
Hans once again does his bend over dodging trick. But Jack moves in forward to get the precise distance.
"That's the left I taught him and Kristoff!" North recognizes.
And just like that, Jack launched a fast, hard, good left jab at Hans. Forcing him to ground and scoring a down.
The referee runs in between. "Down!" He announces.
All of Jack's fans go wild. All of the friends were especially happy. Elsa breathed a sigh of relief. She was so happy and over joyed. Jack returned to his natural corner. Breathing heavily.
The referee already started the count and got to six. "SEVEN!"
Suddenly Hans got right back up and very easily.
"Didn't it hurt him!?" "Even the way he stands up is stupid!"
Hans was pissed. And with that pissed off look he was now determined to get revenge.
"He got up after taking one of Jack's punches!" Ruff was surprised.
"He didn't fall from damage." Snotlout pointed out.
"The punch just pushed him down while he was off balance." Tuff explained. "But look on the bright side. Jack's got a second wind now!"
"Box!" The referee shouted and moved away. The match resumes. Or so anyone would think. The bell rings! Round 2 is over. The referee jumps in and stops them from proceeding. But Hans and Jack were close enough to glare at each other. Both with a pissed off look in their eyes and faces. Jack with a determined but angry look. Hans just had an all pissed of glare for someone actually being able to his equal. The crowd kept going wild. Both Boxers return to their neutral corners.
The whistle then blew. It was time to start Round 3. Hans still had his annoyed look as he placed his protection in his mouth.
"Hans." Weselton whispered. "That down wasn't because of a lucky punch. Be careful in there."
"Oh piss off, you old buzzer." Hans lightly shoved Duke off the ring. Luckily for Duke he landed safely.
"Hans!" He bellowed. But he was already walking center stage in the ring.
Jack kept his guard up. "Be careful?" Hans thought to himself. He now had a really pissed off look on his face. "Screw that Bullshit! Especially after the way he pisses me off! He made a fool of me!" Hans was really pissed off now. He was always used to easy wins. He liked easy wins a lot. But he hated someone else being his equal or being better than him. It made his blood boil.
The bell goes off and Hans instantly charged at him. Jack kept calm and threw left and right jabs. But Hans just dodged them.
"He's moving around even more than before!" Sandy noticed.
"It'll be a real pain in the ass to catch him now!" Aster said.
Hans was now even more flexible. He waves his body and dodges ever jab Jack makes.
"Again with that flashing dodging?" Jack wasn't surprised or impressed. Not anymore that is. Jack threw a right jab. Hans bent his torso back. But that gave Jack the edge he needed. Jack moved in and threw a left jab at Hans' face. This scores him a down.
The referee jumps in between them. "Down!" The referee then begins the count and was already at two. "THREE!"
But again, Hans gets up with ease. Not surprising to anyone. "I knew you were gonna get right back up." Jack thought to himself. "It may have looked flashy but I just pushed you down, nothing special. So it's no any surprise it didn't hurt you much. I guess no matter how many times I do this you'll always get right back up. But hey at least I'm getting somewhere."
"Hans!" Duke called out. "Get into fighting position!"
"Still." Jack wondered. "I've gotta at least feed him a real badass punch that puts him down permanently."
Hans glared at Jack with so much hate. "Jack!" he hissed.
The referee just took back. "Box!" He shouted.
"Jack!" He shouted and charged at him. Hans now really hated Jack.
"I'm just as pissed off as you are, you ungrateful shit!" Jack said. "I know you've been bringing it hard since the first round. So I will too!" He banged his fists together. Jack was fired up now and ready to fight. "I can never forgive, what I cannot forget! It's time to show you how a REAL boxer fights, you asshole!" Jack charged at him.
"Be careful, Lad!" Gobber shouted.
"Counter him when he comes for you!" Sandy shouted.
"Slaughter that bastard with you combos, mate!" Aster shouted.
"Jack." Elsa whispered to herself. "Please make it through this and back to me."
"He will Elsa. He will." Anna smiled and reassured her.
"Take this!" Jack thoughts screamed.
"I'm putting you down permanently!" Hans thoughts screamed.
Both fighter's fists collided with each others at the center of the ring. This makes an explosion of wind that shakes the entire arena. Everyone can feel the intense heat and force of the wind. They both fighters back away. But then Jack does something no one expected him to do. He lowers his guard. Everyone was in total awe. "Is he trying to fight more aggressively?" "Wasn't he going to use jabs and be more cautious?"
"I think he's made a risky decision." North pondered. "But I think it's the right one. Hans is a fighter with sharp instincts. I don't think he'd fall for the same thing more than once." North notices. "He's certainly dangerous. But there's something I want to see first. Something I want burned into these old eyes of mine."
"Yes. I thought for sure he was simple enough to keep his left jabs at it each time. Then Hans would throw a counter and beat him." Pitch wonders. "I imagine it would end in a KO along those lines. But it looks like my guess was off."
"You wann take me head on now?" Hans thought to himself. "You really know how to just keep pissing me of, don't you little shit?"
"I'm not settling for just embarrassing you." Jack wondered. "Because now I'm way too pissed off!"
"Now how should I end this?" Hans made a sinister, wide, psychotic smile.
Both fighters square off with both their guards dropped. They stare each other down while in punching range. The atmosphere is thickening with intensity. Then it happened. Han threw a sudden right. A swing that cuts the air. But Jack manages to dodge it.
"His swing was too wide!" Snoulout notices.
"Hit him before he can pull his arm back!" Ruff called out. "It'll be a counter!" Hans then throws a left swing. But Jack manages to dodge. "Even when it's wide his swing and return are too fast! There's no chance to aim for a counter!" Ruff notices.
Hans throws another hard right swing. Jack blocks it with his should but the force of the impact was too great to take. It had enough power to send him flying back. Hans charged again but this he was caught off guard when Jack charged at his face and swung his own right punch. Hans dodges it, barely.
Duke watches with disgust. "Does he think he can intimidate Hans with a big punch?"
"Be careful on your return!" Sandy shouted.
"He's coming for you mate!" Aster shouted.
Both fighters charged at each other. But Jack manages to catch Hans of guard and throw a left swing at Hans. Hans, in panic, turns to block but just he did the Jack's shoulder, Jack did the same. Funny thing like vice versa.
"It's your turn to feel pain, you Bastard!" Jack screamed.
"Damn you!" Hans shouted back.
Both fighters launched their punches. Both of the faces were hit hard and good. A dual exchange or cross counter in other words. Both fighters nocked each other away.
"Go Jack!" North shouted.
Jack launched a right fast punch as Hans. But Hans got up and dodged. The fist drives into the ring mat. The attack makes the entire ring shake like an earthquake. But Jack wasted no time throwing a left swing. This time it grazed Hans. "It just grazed him!" "But if it had really connected it would've been over by now!" "Come on get him!"
Jack charged in. But Hans made a counter attack from his usual bizarre positions. It pushed Jack back into a corner. Hans then charged with right punch. But Jack ducked in time just at it hit the corner.
"They're not connecting but each shot is a full swing!" Hiccup notices.
"This is an incredibly high level for a brawl, isn't it?" Kristoff said.
Jack takes this chance and throws an uppercut at Hans. It connects. This was pulled off from a sitting position. It throws Hans back, Jack gets right back up but Hans throws a right counter. Jack then gets REALLY pissed at and throws a hard right punch at Hans' face. It connects. Hans does the same. It connects. Neither fighter is backing down as they continue exchange blows in the face. Instead of getting blown away from the shots they both hold on and fight right back.
"Their power is incredible but it's their stamina that really amazes me!" Hiccup watched in amazement.
They both have another dual exchange in the face. Then suddenly the bell rings. The referee steps in. The third round is over and it certainly was explosive. Both fighters go to their natural corners.
"How was that, coach?" Jack asks North.
"Looking good!" North commented. "You're not losing out in those exchanges! If anything you're gradually pulling ahead!"
"Damn right I am!" Jack smiled happily.
On the other side of the ring.
"I guess he stopped picking at me with his left punches." Hans breathed heavily and sweating bullets. "I'll admit I was surprised."
"Jack's fighting seems to have gotten more intense." Duke acknowledges. "This must be his natural fighting style. He seems to be willing to accept the fight you've picked with him." Duke continued. "Teach him what that really means."
The whistle blows. It was now time for Round 4. "Get him Jack!" "Beat his ass!" "You're winning!" "You can do it!" The two fighters charged at each other.
"You can get excited all you want, but you'll cool off soon enough." Pitch thought to himself. "Because there is no way you can beat Hans when come to street fighting experience." But Pitch high confidence was then shattered as he watched in shock. He saw Jack give Hans a left punch in the face. It caught Hans off guard. "What!?" Pitch gasped in shock.
Hans was shocked too. But he got mad. However more of Jack's punches caught him off guard again. And he kept going. Jack wasn't letting up. Hans tried a counter but kept missing every time.
"Good Jack. You have the advantage." North commented. "Part of being a boxer is getting used to it after fighting for three rounds. But mostly because of rhythm! After switching to street fighting your attacking, defending, and even your breathing are all more in line with your natural tendencies." North then pondered about how he met Jack. "He certainly was already extremely strong when I met him. The reason why I taught him to use a boxing style was so that intellectual boxers would have an advantage against him. But once he casted off those limitations and unleashed his true potential. His strength is something that even I've never seen before!" North commented Jack.
The two boxers, once again, refuse to back down as they continue exchange blows at each other. But Jack still had the advantage as he beat down Hans and good. Duke and Pitch was in total shock.
"Jack's movement is a lot livelier!" Kristoff notices.
"You're damn right it is!" Sandy shouted with a smile. "This is what he's best at!"
"Now that it's a brawl there's no way he lose!" Aster cheered.
Hans was still trying to land a single punch but to no avail Hans was starting to get really angry again.
"That cocky looking mug of yours is gone!" Jack noticed. But then Hans was able to finally able to land four hard punches. But… "Too slow!" Jack launched a straight right punch at Hans' face forcing him back into the ropes.
And then the Bell rings. This ends Round 4. The referee steps in between them. The Jackfans go wild. "So close!" "If there had been another ten seconds he would've pounded Hans!" "Good work, Jack!" "I can't wait for the round 5!"
"Now it really looks like he'll win!" Sandy smiled with confidence.
"He really can do it!" Aster smiled.
Both fighters returned to their natural corners. Then the crowd's roars quieted down.
"Everyone's quiet now." Anna noticed. "They're focused on seeing which one is going to finish the fight. But Jack will win. He can definitely end it in the next round. We as his friends understand that." The whistle blows. Time to start Round 5. "And more importantly we know he can answer our hopes!" Anna turns his gaze to Elsa. "And there is someone waiting for him and has fallen for him. So he better make it out of this one alive her."
Then suddenly another surprise from Jack happens. Something that no one would have seen him do. He throws both arms up and screams a mighty roar. It was a KO proclamation. And the crowd goes even wilder than before. This however gets Hans really pissed off again. The crowd was screaming in excitement. Jack made a KO proclamation. "Is he going to end it in this round!?" "The belt is almost within reach!" The crowd goes wild. Both Sandy and Aster were impressed by the cheers. Just like Kristoff did in the last World Championship Title Match.
"Those are some really big cheers, huh?" Sandy said.
"He and Kristoff really knows how to get his fans going!" Aster Smiled.
"Man, I'm shaking with excitement!" Hiccup smiled in awe.
"Me too!" Astrid and Tooth said in unison.
"Trying to wrap it up?" North observed. "You're built up a good rhythm so it should be fine. Go for it!"
Jack charged in a direct dash towards Hans. Hans just stands there. All smug and thinking he was still the best. But then suddenly starts breathing funny and hard.
"I'm having trouble breathing." He thought to himself. "But that still doesn't mean he's better than me!"
Hans then does the same as Jack and charges towards him. Hans didn't hesitate to go into a rush of fists. This left Jack on defense. Hans was trying so desperately to put him down but Jack didn't budge. He stood his ground against Hans. This was frustrating Hans greatly. Hans then lost his cool and struck low uppercut to powerful it almost knocked Jack down.
"Don't back off, Jack!" North thought to himself. "With your rhythm and momentum you have right now, you can do it!"
But Jack wasn't going down that easily. The fury in his eyes was much greater. He threw a left swing at Hans and ends his assault. But as badly damaged as Hans was he still stood.
"Not bad!" Jack commented. "To still be able to fight back after taking that many punches from me! But it's over!" Jack launch a right punch and Hans' face as a follow up. "I'm gonna end it in this round!" He threw another left punch. He continues to pour it on him. Hans was barely being able to defend himself.
"He's gonna do it!" Sandy cheered.
"Yeah! At this rate he can do it!" Aster cheered.
"Keep it up!" Hiccup cheered.
"He'll win!" Kristoff and Anna cheered.
Elsa stares in awe and happiness. "Jack." She smiled.
Pitch just stands dumbfounded at what he is seeing. "There has to be something wrong about this. Until the fourth round Hans' power seemed to eclipse Jack's. Like a hare out running a tortoise. So why is Hans losing now?"
Hans tries to maneuver along the ropes, but he was hunted down by Jack. "I'm finishing you off in this round!" Jack promised. He then launched a powerful uppercut at Hans, followed by a left punch. "It has to end this round!"
Hans recover and sneak a uppercut at Jack. It was a body blow on Jack's rib cage. This was the first time Hans used one in the fight. But Jack doesn't back down and charges forward.
"You're not gonna be able to damage a midsection built like Jack's in one attack!" North shouted to Hans.
"Jack, you're doing great! You'll be champion at this rate!" Sandy cheered.
"Finish him off!" Aster cheered.
But Hans tightens his guard. He is now on the defensive. But Jack fires away in spite of it. He lays a series of punches on to him. The last one he makes was an explosive offensive to Hans face. Jack keeps going. But strangely Hans doesn't go down.
"Fall!" Jack's thoughts shouted. "Fall you son of a Bitch!" Jack kept punching while Hans struggled to stay up. "Fall! Fall! Fall!" Then Jack was about to deliver one fatal punch when Hans instantly went on the assault as he punched Jack square in the face. The Jack fans were silenced in horror by this. The momentum has clearly changed. Now Hans takes the pace. Jack was now pinned against the ropes. Hans kept his rushing assault up until he fired one good hard punch at Jack's face.
"He was a good fighter." Pitch said. "If I had been HIS trainer, he might have become the world champion. But now, he'll be destroyed by Hans and never get another chance. Hell he'll never box again. Hans we'll make sure of that because of his worthless coach." He smiled sinisterly.
Hans kept punching Jack fast and relentless. "I don't wanna hear any excuses about your weight control!" Hans thought to himself. "You know damn well how a street fight works!" Jack wasn't able to defend himself and was taking Hans' punches but looked like he could pass out anytime soon. "No matter what happens or how you do it, if you're still standing at the very end, I'll always win!" His eyes then went red. He had a look of a murderous intent. Hans swung a left swing at Jack that blood splattered in the air. Then raised his arms in victory returning the sentiments that Kristoff made earlier. "You get it now!? No one is better than me!" He smug. But then he sees Jack. Not down. He hasn't given up. But it was obvious how worn out he is. His right eye is swollen and his face is stained with blood. But his instincts as a boxer force him to deny the ten count.
Gobber then started to shed tears. "It brings tears to my eyes! Seeing Jack struggle so brilliantly is enough to make me cry!" And he did. In fact all of the gang were trying to hold their tears back. It was so sad seeing Jack struggle like this.
"Just like me when I struggled!" Kristoff cried tears as well. Anna held Kristoff close to comfort him while she cries to.
Elsa most of all was crying hard. Tear rolled down her face. "Jack." She murmured. Who could blame her? Seeing the one person who loves her struggle would put her tears.
The match however still resumes. Hans slowly closes in. Taunting. Mocking.
"What can I do now? After all this I bet everyone's still counting on me. Damn it! It ain't easy being a superstar." Jack then smirked weakly. "But as long as I can move one finger I'll fight back!"
With each step Hans makes the atmosphere becomes more intense. The crowd has grown quiet. Hans just stands there smug and all. Then he slams his fists together.
"It's show time!" Hans shouted. He charges in towards Jack. Jack makes an attempt to attack. But Hans dodges it with ease. "What was that suppose to do?" He smiled widely and sinisterly. He punches Jack hard in the face. "Way to slow!"
"His right eye is swollen." Snotlout pointed out. "He can't see those left punches coming at all."
"This is bad. If he keeps getting nailed like that, the match is gonna end fast!" Tuff examined. Hans kept punching Jack relentlessly. Jack's knees buckle. He can't withstand the Hans' assault. But he fights back to stay up. But comes up empty. All the Jack fans were in doubt all over again. Hans continued his assault. Even when blocked it still does damage.
"Well, Hans is certainly on fire." Pitch thought to himself. "There's no stopping him now. Jack is gonna stay on the defensive, at least a while longer. So if Hans loses himself in ecstasy then victory is ours."
Hans kept beating down a series of punches. North then grabbed the towel and was about to throw it.
"I'm sorry, Jack" North shouted.
"That's it!" Pitch smiled. "Throw in the towel! Put an end to this!" North struggled to do so but dropped it. "Why won't you throw in the towel!?" Pitch was in wide-eyed awe. "Can't you even protect your boxer!? How useless can one man be!?"
"Jack." North struggled with his thoughts. "You're normally so nice and compassionate but you're valiant in the ring. You never settle for less or more when you train and you fight with determination! We all love seeing you fight! I want to see what you can do! I can't bring myself to end it!"
Hans made another square on punch to the face.
"D-Damn that hurt." Jack thought, as he was about to slip into unconsciousness. "I don't think I can take much more of this. To think that I was almost gonna make it to the top." He bounced back from the ropes. All dazed. " I got to admit, he's really tough."
"You were really tough!" Hans thought to himself. With his evil looking smile. "You gave me a real work out! Guess you can say I'm close to a climax. So how about you just leave already! Go to HELL!" Hans swung a right punch at Jack sending him flying.
"I guess, it's over." Jack thought as he went unconscious.
But then suddenly, as if by a miracle, he wakes up and doesn't fall. He braces himself against the ropes and stands his ground. Everyone stares in awe.
"What the hell are you all doing!?" Ruff shouts at the gang. "How can you all be so quiet at a time like this?"
"We don't think he's gonna lose all!" Aster protested. "Jack!" He shouted. "What are you doing!? Give this bastard a beat down like you normally do!" Tears still rolling down his cheeks.
"Yeah." Sandy said. "Stop trying make us worry!" He shouted.
"God Damnit! Keep going!" Aster shouted.
Everyone started cheer, crying tears.
"We're boxers too." Sandy thought to himself. "We know how hard this is for you! How painful it is! But still, please don't lose! Keep fighting! You can't lose!"
"Don't lose, Jack!" Hiccup shouted with tears.
"You can't lose!" Kristoff shouted.
"We don't wanna see you lose!" Aster shouted.
"Keep fighting!" Tooth shouted.
"Please win!" Elsa cried.
Hans then charged for the finish. Smiling sinisterly all the way. "If you keep being stubborn, you're not gonna be a live the next round! Just go down already!" He throws a hard left at Jack.
"I know." Jack thought to himself. "I've always known. What keeps me going. My friends. They have faith in me. Elsaa, I love her so much." Jack then used the ropes to launch himself at Hans. "I have to stay strong for them! For her! I can't be allowed to lose!" Hans was shocked by this. "Even if my hearts stops, my soul will keep fighting!" Jack threw a punch at Hans face. "Even if my soul is gone, I'll come crawling out of my grave and beat you!" He throws another one at Hans. However even though they are direct hits Hans just stands there smiling like nothing happened.
"Didn't it hurt him!?" Hiccup though in disbelief. "Is there no strength in Jack's punches anymore!?"
Actually there was. Because Han immediately felt himself grasping his sides in pain. His knees buckle. Even Duke stands there in complete shock.
"He wasn't expecting him to fight back! Not even me!" Pitch was shocked by all this. "He took the full brunt of that!"
"This is Bullshit!" Hans' thoughts screamed. "He should barely be standing! How can he throw a living punch!?"
And the crowd goes wide once again. Hans tries to back away. "Go after him Jack!" "Go get him!" But he can't follow him. Kristoff took so much damage that he was struggling just to stay standing.
"No! I can't lose!" Hans thoughts screamed. "I will not lose! I refuse to lose!" Hans then took the initiative and charged at Jack, ignoring the pain. Jack was now being hammered in a rush of fists. Hans was on a rampage. "Jack! Fight back like you were doing before!" "That's right, you can turn this around if you land one good hit!" Easier said than done. Jack was on the defensive.
Hans then through a right swing at him. Jack managed to dodge it and threw his own right swing. Hans however blocked it and threw a solid punch at Jack's face. This sent him flying back into the ropes. Jack was struggling just to stay standing. But Hans kept going trying to kill Jack.
What amazed everyone was how Jack was still able to stand. Even after taking that much damage Jack was still on the offensive, standing tall and strong. Hans was really getting pissed. "Why can't you just DIE!?" His thoughts screamed as he charged in.
Pitch just sat there on his mock throne smiling. "That's right Hans. Get pissed. Do some damage. Don't take any shit form anyone. We're here for one thing and one thing only. Glory!"
Hans kept punching Jack. It started to look like Jack was going to pass out or die. "Stop it you monster!" "You're gonna kill him!" "Why is this happening!?"
"Shut the hell up, idiots!" Hans thought while a volley of rage. "The fact that he's even standing is only a miracle! There's no way in Hell he's capable of defeating me or anything else! Die already!" Hans then threw a deadly killer right punch at Jack. "DIE!" Hans shouted. Time just seemed to slow down. He could barely stand. But then it happened. Jack snapped once again.
"NOW I'M GONNA SHOW YOU HOW A REAL BOXER FIGHTS!" Jack shouted at the top of his lungs. Jack threw a fast, hard, solid right at Hans' face. He was so fast no one saw it coming. Jack just suddenly recovers from his unconsciousness. The impact on Hans face was so great that everyone could hear Hans' skull breaking and cracking. But Jack wasn't done there. He went into a fast vicious Dempsey Roll rush. It was so fast that Hans couldn't react in time, the blows were more deadly than Hans, and they were so fast that everyone lost count at 11. The last one Jack made was aimed at Hans' stomach. The impact was so hard that it latterly made Hans cough up a puddle of blood.
"What the Hell!?" Pitch stared in shock. Everyone all gasped in shock by the site of this. Even the gang. Jack's face said it all. His eyes were lit up like a wild fire. Glaring with pure Rage and Hate. He grit his teeth long and hard. Hissing and growling. He was like a wild animal. It happened again, only this time he was aware. He was now in control.
"Oh boy! Here we go again!" Aster stared.
"That same scary look. Jack certainly developed some sort of schizophrenia." Sandy suggested.
Back in the ring Hans is suddenly on shaky ground after that barrage. He was definitely hurt. But he was also dumbfounded. Jack was still in a state of rage. His target was right in front of him and he charged at Hans. Hans then tried to avoid getting hit by using his bending torso dodge tactic. But he was only half way there when Jack landed a solid fast and hard punch to Hans' face. He wasn't gonna let Hans get away so easily. Pretty soon the entire crowd started to cheer for Jack. "That's it! Go!" "Take down that cheater Jack Frost!" Hearing this made Hans angry. He never had been this humiliated before. Hans fights back with wild punches. But Jack just dodged them with ease, like he was skating on ice. Then Jack launched a right punch at Hans' face and left at his stomach. It was a quick and fast 1, 2 combo. So fast no one could see it.
Aster smiles happily. "See this is what happens when you seriously piss him off!"
Hans then threw his wild punches again in a fit of rage again. While Jack again dodged them with ease. But Jack's rage was much greater than Hans. Then Jack threw fast hard punched to Hans face, and one in his stomach.
"He's moving on instinct alone." Sandy explained. "Jack has managed to be able to control in wild animal personality."
Hans stepped back, breathing heavily, and staring in complete disbelieve. Jack on the other hand was breathing heavily too, but hissing and growling like a wild animal. Jack charges again as he roared loudly. He swung a hard left swing at Hans' body. Nailing him in the liver. The force of the impact was so loud for everyone to hear the boom. Hans coughed up another puddle of blood leaving his face wide open. Jack took this chance and threw a right swing at Hans' temple. Then threw another left at the liver again. Hans was latterly gasping for air. He never had this much trouble breathing before. It felt like he was drowning under water. Jack then launched another right swing hitting the wide-open jaw. Hans stumbles back. Hans started to look like he could fall at any minute.
The crowd was smply going wild seeing Jack Frost in action. "Yes he can beat him this time!" "Keep hitting him!"
"He's amazing!" Hiccup stared.
"Put that prick in his place!" Sandy shouted.
"Just run his ass over!" Aster cheered.
"We're all rooting for you!" Hiccup shouted.
"Take him out Jack!" Elsa screamed.
"I have faith in you Mr. Jack Frost!" Krostoff shouted.
Jack then throws a right fist at Hans temple again. Hans was struggling just to defend himself.
"Again at the vital point!?" Hans struggled with his thoughts. "Is he… trying to…!?" Jack kept hissing and growling like a wild animal. His eyes still burning with Hate and Rage. Jack charges at him again. Hans, once again in vain, attempts his bend over dodge trick. Too late to trying and avoiding it. Jack threw a fast low punch on Hans jaw. Hans head was against the ropes. Hans came to a terrifying realization. "No doubt about it! He's definitely… trying to…" His thoughts were interrupted by another low punch at his jaw again. "He's trying to kill me!" His thoughts screamed.
Before Jack could land another punch Hans lands on his knees. He's down. The response to this strange but amazing turn of events shakes the whole stadium. "He can't get up after that!" "That prick deserved it!"
The referee came and started the count. "ONE! TWO!"
"Stay down!" Aster shouted.
"Don't you dare get back up!" Anna screamed.
"THREE!"
Jack was breathing heavily. But then Hans started to get back up.
"Oh crap! Hans is trying to get back up!" Sandy said.
"Doesn't that bastard know when to stay down!?" Aster said.
"Don't get up!" Hiccup panicked.
"Just stay down!" Astrid panicked too.
Hans was not only struggling to get back up, but he was also struggling with his thoughts.
"He wants me dead." Hans was still in a state of shock. "He was gonna kill me. I've never felt like this!"
"Oh crap! He's getting back up!" Hiccup panicked.
"Just stay down you dumbass!" Aster shouted.
"Am I afraid?" Hans thought to himself in shock. "But even so I don't wanna lose. He was supposed to be crushed. He's not suppose to be in tip top shape! What the hell is going on here!?"
"Hey ref, count faster!" Aster shouted.
"Quickly, he's getting back up!" Sandy shouted.
"Don't get up you bastard!" Hiccup shouted. All the crowd was urging Jack to count. But then everyone was silenced by the echoing of the sound of a fist hitting the ribber corner of the ring. Jack's fist. "J-Jack?"
"What's he mad about!" Astrid said.
Jack was really pissed now. "Let him get back up! I'm still not done with him!" Hans was already half way up. The referee kept counting until seven.
"EIGHT!"
"So get your stupid ass up, you bastard! I'm gonna show you how real professional boxer fights!" He shouted at the top of his lungs. This voice echoing caused the crowd to cheer wildly again. Hans was now up. He puts up his guard.
"Jack!" Hiccup and Aster cried in unison.
"This time I'm gonna FUCKING kill you!" He shouted as he charged at full speed at Hans. But then out of nowhere Hans then gets pissed himself and goes on the assault.
Both boxers fueled with rage assault one another with rapid punches. Yet now they're not showing any damage being received. Both sides are trying to wrap things ups. Jack then get's his jaw knocked upwards.
"Look at me everybody! I'm the strongest! I'm the best!" Hans screamed in desperation as he continued to charge. But he was too arrogant to see Jack throwing aright punch at his face. It makes contact. Jack was able to counter with an explosive attack, forcing Hans back into the ropes.
"You're strong all right! But you're unluckily!" Jack glared with all his rage and hate. "It's too bad that you were born a cheater! Because thanks to you I got my career back and gotten a lot stronger than you! YOU UNTALENTED LOSER!" That one shout got under Hans' skin very well.
"What did you just say!? YOU DARE MOCK ME!?" Hans shouted. "I'M THE CHAMPION!"
"NOT YET, YOU'RE NOT!" Jack shouted back. "I'M TAKING THE BELT!"
Both boxers then made a dual exchange. Jack's punch landed hard on Hans' face, while Hans' punch didn't even make a landing.
"Alright he hung in there!" Aster and Sandy cheered in unison.
"Jack in front of you!" Kristoff shouted.
"Here comes the next one!" Hiccup noticed.
But to everyone's surprise Hans didn't fight back. Instead he was trying to breathe. The damage he sustained really did a number on him. He fell backwards.
"He's not fighting back!" Kristoff shouted.
"He's hurt!" Hiccup noticed.
"Don't let him get away!" Aster shouted.
"Pound him!" Sandy shouted.
"Go for it Jack!" Elsa cheered.
However Jack was struggling just to stay standing. "Come on Arms and Legs. I'm begging you to stay with me. We're almost done. I can feel it. Hang in a little longer!"
Both boxers gritted their teeth, regained their posture, and rushed into each other for the attack. Jack attacks first the a series a left and right punches to Hans' face. Hans attacks back but Jack dodges it with ease and counters with a left punch to Hans' face once again. It's a savage rush towards the belt. Right to face. Left to the jaw. Jack was on fire now. Making Hans bleed so much blood.
"Kick his ass!" Sand and Aster shouted and smiled in unison.
North watched closely. "It's almost certain. Jack may definitely be able to win the belt. But what is this ominous feeling I'm having?"
Jack kept on his assault by throwing another right to Hans face.
"Keep it up, Jack!" Tuff cheered. But then he notices Ruff and Snotlout not cheering. "Come on you guys make some noise!"
"I doubt that Hans will let it end like this." Ruff quivered.
"I feel the same too." Snotlout sweated.
"Jack is on the offensive, but the atmosphere is getting more intense." Kristoff quivered. "I've got a really bad feeling about this."
Both coaches watched with suspense. Not knowing what the outcome my be. Pitch and his VIP associates watch with suspense as well.
Jack then suddenly felt his body slipping. "Aw crap! Now my punches are swinging my body around." His legs were shaking like crazy. "Damnit all! I'm hurting even when I miss a punch!" But he shakes his head ignoring the pain. "Oh Jack you dumbass! Quit worrying about you stamina! Hans looks like he'll fall if you just push him over! But I'll do more than that! I'll punch him out of the ring! Come on, just a little more!" Only a little more!" Jack then threw a hard fast punch directly at Hans. "The belt is ours!"
Hans stared in complete fear. But when the punch was only about ¾ inches away from making contact, Hans, in his panic, makes a split second decision and does his dodging move again. Everyone was in complete shock.
"He's still able to dodge like that!?" North thoughts were in total shock.
"This is what boxers have to worry about when fighting in the ring!" Snotlout noted in his state of shock.
"Reserved power! That takes a lot of talent!" Ruff stared in shock too.
Time just seemed to slow down the instant Hans dodged Jack's attack. His eyes went sinisterly with a murderous intent and smiled wildly sinister too. Jack stared in complete shock.
"I've been waiting for this!" Duke smiled sinisterly as well.
"You lose Jack!" Pitch smiled sinisterly as well.
Hans then threw a left, hard deadly punch directly at Jack face. Everyone was now in complete and total shock, while Hans, Duke, Pitch, and his VIP associate smiled widely and sinisterly. It was over. Jack lost to Hans again…
…or so they all thought. The instant Hans' punch was about to make contact. Jack's look changed from shock to unimpressed as swatted Hans' punch away like a fly. Then everything was still and silent. Everyone's shock faces changed to awe. Pitch and his associates then stared in shock, Duke stared in shock, Hans looked up at Jack in shock and disbelief. Jack was only pretending to be scared and now Hans right where he wants him. Jack's expression changed from unimpressed to full rage and hate. He then threw a left, fast, hard, and good punch and slammed it down on Hans' face. Forcing him to ground
"He-He saw it coming!" North stared in disbelief.
"Was that his ability to read his opponents or was it just pure instinct?" Duke stared in disbelief. "Either way this combination of nature and science. When it comes to boxing he's the ideal!"
Hans was down.
"He did it!" Gobber cheered.
"That got him good!" Sandy shouted.
"No doubt it did!" Aster was now in tears of joy.
"Jack's the world champion!" Kristoff and Anna cheered together.
"Oh Jack." Elsa cried tears of joy. "I knew you could do it."
The referee began the count. "ONE!"
"After he had so much trouble with punches from Hans' leaning angle he was able to counter it." North was in complete awe.
"He countered it." Duke gritted his teeth.
"TWO!"
"I admire Jack from the depths of my heart." North smiled. "He has succeeded all my teachings and expectations in every single way possible."
"THREE!"
"We had the advantage before! Why couldn't we have the advantage now!?" Duke thoughts screamed. But then came to a realization. "But Hans' strength drew out Jack's hidden strength and truly awakened him!"
"FOUR!"
"Jack has evolved into true monster. There's no touching him now." Duke thought.
"FIVE!"
"It's over." Duke gave in. Even though he was loath to admit it.
"Big bro!" Emma watched with amazement.
"Stay down!" Tuff said.
"Don't you dare get back up!" Snotloud said.
"No! This can't be happening!" Jafar panicked.
"How-How could we lose!?" Farquaad panicked.
Pitch was still in state of shock and disbelief. Then Hans started to struggle getting back up. Everyone gasped in shock. Hans' was getting back on his feet.
"SEVEN!" "EIGHT!"
In no time Hans was back on his feet. But He was so badly damaged all he could do was struggle to breath.
"Y-You got to be kidding me!" Sandy stared in disbelief.
"Doesn't that guy ever quit?" Aster stared too.
"Unbelievable." Kristoff stared too.
Hans kept brething while he had a look of anger in his eyes.
"What the hell." Hans breathed. "I was so close to having fame and fortune. Why did you have to get in my way!?"
"Hans. It's over." Duke said to him.
"Let me see your eyes!" The referee walked to him. But Jack just told him to get back, cause he knew Hans probably had more energy left to with stand a few more beat downs. Hans glared at him.
"If… If it wasn't for you… I would be number one right now!" He screamed weakly. Jack just glared an unimpressed look and took his position. "I'll kill you… I'm gonna kill you right her right now! I'M GONNA MAKE SURE YOU NEVER COME BACK!"
But despite his threat, Hans was too weary to go on. Jack didn't hesitate to throw a hard fast left punch at Hans' face. "DIE!" Jack shouted as his left made contact to Hans' face. The force of impact cause Hans to fall. Funny enough is that the ropes caught his fall and made him stand up right again. However Hans was in daze now. But Jack didn't stop there. He then threw a hard fast right, straight into Hans' jaw. Jack screamed with pure rage and hate. Jack then went in for the kill.
"Hold it!" The referee pets between them. "Get to your neutral corner!" He instructed. Jack complied as he starts to calm down. He was now tired and out of strength. But Hans was still standing, yet he was still on a daze. The referee then starts the count, a standing count. "ONE!"
"Hey!" Said one of Jack's fans to another one. "Yeah!" They all knew what each other was thinking right now. "TWO!" The jack fans counted along. Sandy, Aster, and Tiana all cried comidically.
"THREE!" Now the entire arena was counting.
"FOUR!" Emma, Sarah, and Elsa chimed in with the audience.
"FIVE!" Snotlout, Ruff, and Tuff also chimed in.
"SIX!" The rest of the gang chimes in.
Duke was in defeat. He knew the answer. Pitch and his associates watched with shock and disbelief.
"SEVEN!" The arena kept counting. Then there it was Hans made a goofing looking face. Like he was about to puke. "EIGHT!" The audience kept counting. Then the referee went wide eyed with shock. He knew what it was. Hans was about to puke. He puked a whole river of blood. The referee managed to move aside, still counting. "NINE! The crowd kept going. Hans couldn't stay standing. With little consciousness he had left he fell forward. Pretty soon everyone's faces changes to joy and excitement. "TEN!" Everyone shouted at the top of their lungs. The bell rang. Hans was OK'd. Just as Jack promised. Jack stood in disbelief and awe.
"That's the ten count! It's over!" The announcer cheered. Everyone in the arena cheered wildly. "The new World Champion of Heavyweight Boxing is… JACK FROST!"
He did it. He had made it all the way to the end.
Chapter 22 is done. This is it people! HE DID IT! HE MADE IT! JACK FROST IS WORLD CHAMPION! XD Read it, review it, and tell me what you people think. This is just here for people to enjoy. :)