Howdy, everyone. And as a VERY special day is approaching for me and the King of Fanfiction, the fabulous magnificent unparalleled one outta ALL of us on 'ere Aragorn II Elessar, next week, when you and I will be celebrating now SIX absolutely incredible and wonderful years of friendship ever since your Flash one-shot back in February 2019 brought us together, my brother, now it's time for me to deliver your next well earned present, the next proper sequel edition in what I ended up starting back in 2020 with 'Dance and Die', followed by 2022's 'Wick vs the Bat' and last year's 'Balboa bests Maclay', my recent little irresistible in plot one-shot of 'Fun and dance triumph over evil' being the in-betweener piece, hahaha.
And for its plot is an idea which I've had in my imagination ever since autumn 2023 now thanks to FINALLY seeing and immensely loving and enjoying the glorious plot and martial arts of 'Mortal Kombat' 1995: what if our six most loved to be hated so much villain figures from 'Arrow' got EVERYTHING they deserved to have coming to them way more than what the bullshitters in charge of 'Arrow' itself never bothered with doing themselves, the people who dish out said punishment being a number of our favourite real life martial artist actors and actresses, as well as of course our trio from the movie Johnny Cage, Sonya Blade and Liu Kang?
Well, allow to me to AT LAST FINALLY, after two years of nothing but talk talk talk, present EXACTLY that: Malcolm Merlyn, Damien Darhk, Adrian Chase, Ricardo Diaz, Emiko and Dante vs the likes of Scott Adkins, Donnie Yen, Cynthia Rothrock, Gary Daniels, Iko Uwais etc, and with THE end results for each and every one of 'em I know that EVERYONE is gonna so enjoy when this is over, oh YES, siree. And we begin with a VERY particular scene in one certain 'Arrow' episode to kickstart it all.
I do not own 'Arrow' and its characters, nor the additional TV show characters and real life figures who'll appear in this, I only own OCs
"We need to get out of here now," Malcolm Merlyn told Damien Darhk.
"Patience," Darhk countered back, flinging a restrained Thea and Diggle away with his magic, both of them crashing into the far wall and then down to the floor. "I've been waiting for this moment for a long time," Darhk continued as he now turned to Laurel.
"Miss Lance," he addressed her, Merlyn meanwhile picking up Darhk's Idol, "Nine months ago, I made your daddy a promise. I told him what I would do if he betrayed me."
Oliver and Sara, gritting their teeth, hatred driving them on, managed to resist Darhk's magic hold enough to get to their feet, Oliver firing an arrow and Sara throwing a shruiken, only for Darhk to catch the arrow with his left hand and use it to swat away the incoming shruiken in time too.
"Impressive," he remarked, "Now where was I? Oh yeah." He now advanced on Laurel, her sister and Oliver once again restrained, unable to do anything to help. "I want you to give your father a message, from me. I want you to tell him-"
Cue the Mortal Kombat theme
But then suddenly, Darhk's intended act of stabbing Laurel in the stomach with the arrow was halted by a loud crashing of thunder, and a moment later a sphere of red and white electric light materialized completely out of nowhere, everyone turning to it in utter astonishment as now Merlyn and Darhk were both hit full in the chest by two jets of electric light, the one that hit Darhk and sent him flying across the room and against the wall behind Laurel being blue and white, Merlyn himself being hit by the second jet of red and white light, yelling as it picked him up, causing him to drop the Idol in the process, and then flung him up and hard against the ceiling before then depositing him back down onto the floor where, together with Darhk who had just been released by the blue and white light that had hit him, he lay stunned.
The moment both men were incapacitated, Darhk's hold on Team Arrow breaking and releasing them at the same time, a frightened Andy himself backing away, the sphere of light that had arrived without explanation to save Laurel in the nick of time took on its proper identity: a man with long white hair and piercing brown eyes dressed in white robes, who seemed to eminate great power from his very self.
"Enough!" he boomed, his voice echoing everywhere. Seeing him, the eyes of Sara, Merlyn and Darhk all widened, the latter two in sheer terror, Sara herself with wonder.
"Lord Raiden!" she exclaimed, coming forward to stand before the powerful thunder god figure and placing her hands together as she bowed to him, Oliver, Thea, Diggle and Laurel watching in disbelief at the knowledge that their fellow teammate seemed to know this individual who appeared without explanation and outta practically nowhere just in time to rescue Laurel from what Darhk had been intending on doing to her.
"Greetings, young Sara," Lord Raiden acknowledged the younger Lance sister and the true Canary.
"The god of thunder and protector of Earthrealm!" Merlyn gasped.
Lord Raiden slowly and deliberately piveted his head on his neck Terminator style so that he was facing Merlyn. "You should know better than to mess with me, Dark Archer," his French accented voice growled, now looking over to Darhk, "And you too, Mr Darhk."
Then without waiting for any further words from anyone, he turned his attention to where Darhk's Idol lay where Merlyn had dropped it, then thrust his left arm out, a stream of red and white light blasting from his hand and hitting the Idol, illuminating it for a few seconds before it then exploded into many pieces, the fragments flying everywhere.
"Noooooo!" Darhk roared, faced contorted with hatred as he scrambled to his feet again, Merlyn still stunned by Lord Raiden's earlier attack to move himself.
"You and Malcolm have both been chosen for the Tournament, Damien," Lord Raiden stated simply, and before either man, or Team Arrow themselves for that matter, could even say anything themselves the thunder god figure once again thrust his arms out, two streams of light the same different colours as before erupting from his hands and impacting Merlyn and Darhk in the chest, and then a few seconds later, Team Arrow apart from Sara herself observing even more incredulously than ever, they both disappeared in two combined explosions of red and blue white light.
MK theme ends
Stunned silence followed from everyone, even a terrified Andy who was cowering against a wall, no one speaking, Oliver, Thea, Diggle and Laurel themselves still unable to fully take in the almost unimaginable events they had just witnessed during the last minute or so.
At last though, Thea spoke. "What've you done with them?" she asked Lord Raiden.
Lord Raiden however only turned to Oliver and told the Green Arrow man in a hard voice, "Choose your friends wisely next time, Oliver" before then transforming back in red and white electric light himself and disappearing through the prison wall.
"What the hell was all that about?" Diggle demanded as they joined each other, Sara and Laurel hugging each other as tightly as possible and crying, knowing they had been inches away from being separated forever if it hadn't have been for the extremely timely arrival of Lord Raiden.
"I don't know," Oliver admitted, deciding to wait until Sara and Laurel had finished their much deserved moments with each other before he would ask her about the man who had just whisked away their two enemies, and who she alone, apart from Malcolm, seemed to know who he was, the god of thunder and protector of Earthrealm as Merlyn had described him as. For now, he looked over to where Andy was, and with his lips pursing together in new mega hatred he drew an arrow from his quiver, notched it into his bowstring and advanced on Andy, raising his bow and aiming it towards the pathetically cowering treacherous Diggle brother as Thea did the same thing and joined him, John himself doing so too raising his gun in the direction of his brother, not caring anymore about who his brother had once been to him, not after his actions had almost resulted in Laurel being taken away from them.
"But I know where I'm gonna start," Oliver snarled, preparing to fire.
Somewhere in Star City
In his apartment, Adrian Chase sharpened his sword blade on a whetstone, reflecting with smug arrogance on how he would soon begin his campaign of making Oliver Queen pay for the death of his father, when suddenly from behind him came the sound of thunder and the fizzing and sparking of electricity, and as he whirled round, sword in hand, to look, Lord Raiden fully materialized in front of him.
Mortal Kombat theme
"Your days of planning your crazy minded revenge on Oliver are over, Chase," the powerful god told Adrian bluntly.
Anger overcame Adrian at that. "Who the hell are you to tell me what I can and cannot do with what I have intended for Oliver, huh?" he demanded, "I will make him pay for my father's death if it's the last thing I ever-"
But he was immediately cut off as Lord Raiden blasted him in the chest with a jet of blue and white light, Adrian yelling as it hit him, and a moment later he too disappeared in an explosion, his sword falling to the floor with a clang, Lord Raiden himself turning back into red and white electricity and vanishing off into the night.
Warehouse in Star City
"Move your asses and get this lot outta here. The money we're gonna earn with this ain't gonna keep it itself waiting," Ricardo Diaz demanded to his men as they loaded a truck with a new shipment of illegally smuggled drugs, mainly of course of cocaine, other men unloading and checking on other packages of the same poison Diaz was hoping to make so much money outta making people addicted to.
But then, to the utter shock of Diaz and his fellow druggies, Lord Raiden, once again in red and white electric light form, materialized from nowhere, blasts of red and blue white light going in all directions and destroying everything around them, Diaz roaring in rage and disbelief as his entire operation went up in huge explosions of flame and smoke, men running everywhere in panic at the power of this incredible force that had appeared in their midst, until at last Lord Raiden appeared in front of Diaz himself in proper form.
"You're coming with me, Ricardo," he stated.
"Who the fuck do you think you are, huh?" a mighty enraged Diaz demanded as he advanced towards Lord Raiden, his hands balled into fists, "Coming in here and destroying my livelihood?" But Lord Raiden's only answer was to attack Diaz with another blast of blue white light to the chest, Diaz yelling from the impact before, like Chase and Merlyn and Darhk, he vanished in an explosion, those of his men who had stopped to witness said thing unable to do anything as Lord Raiden turned back into light form and disappeared up and through the ceiling of the burning warehouse.
Ninth Circle headquarters
Dante and Emiko Adachi trained together, the latter thinking of her eventual plans to destroy Star City and her half-brother with the aid of the Ninth Circle, when yet again, with the sound of thunder and arriving in red and white electric light form, Lord Raiden materialized in their presence.
"What the hell...?" Dante exclaimed at the sight of the thunder god.
"The Tournament requires your presences. Both of you," Lord Raiden said.
"What Tournament?" Emiko demanded, "Who the fuck are you?" But Lord Raiden didn't answer her, and instead blasted her and Dante in the chest with light streams from his hands, the two screaming as he did so, and then vanishing in two combined red and blue white explosions, Lord Raiden yet again taking on light form and making his own exit.
MK theme ends
Lian Yu prison
Slade Wilson sat on the floor against the stone wall of his cell, the psychological effects of the Mirakuru that had coursed through his body, and made him into the crazed vengeance seeking Shado hallucination driven monster of Deathstroke he had become with the intent of destroying Oliver's life and his city, having fully worn off, and as a result made Slade full sane in the mind again. When that had happened, the former ASIS agent and Deathstroke figure had reflected on what he had ended up doing to the man he had been stranded on Lian Yu with all those years ago, and had come to call a brother, feeling full regret for what he done or almost done to Oliver and his friends and family and had taken full responsibility for them, and had finally accepted that Shado's death hadn't been Oliver's fault at all and had forgiven him.
Now, as he sat there, thinking about what he would say to and for Oliver if the two of them ever met again, knowing he would do everything possible to make it up to the kid for his regrettable actions from before, Slade's pondering and thoughts were interrupted by the arrival in his cell of Lord Raiden, the thunder god doing so as he always did. But as he took on his normal physical form Slade saw, and seeing this he rose to his feet in utter surprise, that Lord Raiden wasn't alone, for with him was a mid teens looking young man, with base of neck length brown hair and brown hair, whose face immediately lit up in a smile at seeing Slade.
"Hello, dad," the boy said.
Slade stared in shock, first at the boy, then to Lord Raiden, who he certainly knew about thanks to having heard some almost impossible to believe stories about him during when he had been with ASIS. "What..." he began.
"Your son, Grant, Deathstroke man," Lord Raiden revealed in answer to the coming question, "I decided it was time you two met each other after all this long time, and now that the Mirakuru serum isn't within you now."
In increasing shock at hearing the revelation that he apparently had a second son, as he'd believed Joe to be the only he and Adeline had, Slade now felt the emotion rising in him, his voice almost choked up as he said "Grant..." and came forward, the boy doing so too and embracing his father without hesitation, Slade holding his son to him more tightly than Grant himself did with him, Lord Raiden watching the rightfully done reunion between the Australian father and son in satisfaction.
At last, Slade and Grant released each other, Slade taking his son's face in his hands and looking into his eyes. "How do you...?" Slade began to ask again.
Grant turned to the thunder god figure. "Lord Raiden told me everything when he suddenly appeared in his sci-fi way of doing so within my presence," he said, "About what happened to you on this island; your relationship with Oliver Queen; the Mirakuru and what it caused you to do or almost do..." He turned back to Slade again, "And my own older brother will jolly well not do so considering what path he's chosen to go down..." Grant saw the look of surprise and curiosity on his father's face at the mention of Joe, but he said nothing allowing Grant to continue, "...and who knows how Team Arrow will react upon seeing you again, but..." He paused, allowing a few second to pass before he concluded with, "I do. I forgive you, dad. For everything. It was the Mirakuru and what it did to you that caused you to do what you did against Oliver that I blame, not you."
Slade's one eye teared up at his son's words, and he immediately pulled Grant in for another hug, the boy not resisting having meant everything he had just said. "Thank you, son, thank you," an ever more emotional Slade said, feeling a great weight lifted from his being and soul at the sound of his son's words.
After some time, they ended their embrace, though Slade still kept hold of his son, right arm around Grant's shoulders, as he turned to Lord Raiden. "What brings you to here, my underground Purgatory dungeon, other than bringing my son to me, Lord Raiden?" he asked.
"A special Tournament is about to take place, Deathstroke man," Lord Raiden explained, "One for which I offer you the chance to begin the process of making it up to Oliver for your past actions."
"What Tournament?" Slade asked curiously.
"Its contestants are, as I'm sure you'll agree to help us with, some certain sick bastards and a young devilish plans intended half-sister figure of his who need to be sorted out, permanently, for what they have either done or were intending on doing to our Green Arrow figure," Lord Raiden further explained, "I have already visited and sent them to where my gathered fighter crowd, including the three individuals who I helped guide and aid through the last game of Mortal Kombat which saw the ending of Shang Tsung and his master the Outworld Emperor, are waiting. But I would like you to be a part of it yourself considering your skills as Deathstroke, Wilson. Like I say, it would be your chance to begin making up to Oliver and company for past sins." He paused, allowing all he had said to sink in for Slade, before finishing with, "What say you?"
Slade looked to his son, Grant nodding in encouragement. "Lord Raiden's right, dad," he said, "Especially as one of the sons of bitches concerned is the one behind the Undertaking and Thea's sick monster of a Dark Archer father." That, he saw, got his father's attention, "And plus..." Grant gestured around them, "You want out of this place at last, don't you, huh?"
Slade nodded, and once again turned to Lord Raiden. "Where do we go for this Tournament?" he asked, noting the thunder god's sly grin of triumph over his acceptance decision.
One by one, Merlyn, Darhk, Adrian, Diaz, Emiko and Dante awoke from unconsciousness, groaning from the effects of Lord Raiden's attack on each of them, only, as they all sat up as best they could, for their shock and anger to appear once more as they discovered that they were all fully bound with chains, their arms pinned to their sides and their ankles tied too so that none of them could move. Then, seeming to notice their surroundings at last, they saw that not only was it now daylight, but they were no longer in Star City. Instead, they were in a large clearing surrounded by jungle, with palm trees and Asian cultural structures and stone animals dominating the open area of the clearing itself. And they also now saw that they were kneeling on on sand, the sand itself making up the floor space of a large square shaped stone walled fighting ring.
And a large crowd of people surrounded the ring on three sides, looking at the six villains with grim determination set faces, the majority of the faces present, as noted with a sense of astonishment by the six, being of those of many well known and famous real life martial arts actors and actresses from different countries, the women themselves, consisting of the Queen of Martial Arts herself Cynthia Rothrock, Asian martial artist actress figures Michelle Yeoh and Jeeja Yanin, and fellow martial arts girls Amy Johnston and Nia Peebles standing in a group together themselves. There too were Mortal Kombat fighter trio participants Johnny Cage, Liu Kang and Sonya Blade, who of course stood together amongst the midst of the film and TV show actor figures.
Looking ahead, Merlyn and his fellow five saw that standing in the ring in front of them was a young man with long dark shoulder length curly hair, wearing a black leather jacket with a police badge clipped to it, plain red t-shirt, blue jeans and red and white converse with white laces, dark sunglasses raised so that they rested on his forehead, and a strip of red cloth tied round his head- Fanfiction author Flashraven aka Max as was his real name. Next to him stood his beloved Tatsu Yamashiro, dressed in her white sleeveless wedding dress, and in her arms, his own around her neck, was her and Max's almost three years old adopted son Joshua, wearing just a nappy and looking very excited, both giving him massive smiles.
With them were once again Max's best friend on Fanfiction from India Aragorn II Elessar, sporting his t-shirt displaying "Anyone who don't love or even know the world of Lord of the Rings and Tolkien don't know just what they're missin'" on the front; their co-joined best friend and story planning and creating co-operator from the land of Ireland Brainstorm Sorcerer; and their four other big best author friends Bl4ckHunter, Stand with Ward and Queen, OmniIBIBUltraInstinctGodzilla and GussyGus28, the six each with a hot young bikini clad only woman on either side of them, the girls sporting big smiles as they fussed over the author boys, hands and lips and all.
This time however, their fellow guest stars were three very handsome young men, one of whom was Asian with his long black hair tied in a ponytail, and a young black woman- rookie police officers Tom Hanson, Doug Penhall, Harry Truman Ioke and Judi Hoffs, the lead star characters of the old American police procedural drama show '21 Jump Street', Hoffs hand in hand with Hanson.
And as well as them were another man with short brown-blonde hair and blue eyes, wearing a black t-shirt, dark blue trackie bottoms and blue and white Nike trainers, and a young early 20s aged woman with long blonde curly hair and brown eyes in a pink sleeveless top, skin tight blue jeans and pink and white converse trainers- Magnus Scheving and Chloe Lang, the former star figures of the Icelandic children's educational musical television series LazyTown, Magnus of course having been Sportacus, Chloe the second actress of Stephanie following the departure of her predecessor Julianna Rose Mauriello, they and the Jump Street cop four having been invited personally by Max to witness the day's excitement to come.
"Aaah, I see you and your fellow bad boy pals have decided to join us at last, eh, Malcolm?" The words had come from the mouth of British martial artist Scott Adkins, who was one of the large martial arts actor and actress crowd gathered around the ring.
"Where's that white haired son of a bitch who's brought us here?" Diaz demanded.
"Where the hell are we?" Emiko furthered.
"I'm here," came Lord Raiden's voice, and now the thunder god man appeared from where he must have been waiting from behind the chain bound villains, positioning himself before them, Malcolm's shock returning upon seeing that he was in the company of Slade Wilson and his son Grant, the Aussie man now back in his Deathstroke suit with his sword in its sheath on his back, helmet tucked under his left arm. And with them also was the intimidating facial expression showing Swedish-American action star figure Dolph Lundgren, clad in a red and black leather military looking uniform and black combat boots, an American flag sleeve patch on both arms of his jacket, arms folded across his chest as he gazed at the villain figures with his piercing blue eyes.
"Mr Wilson?" Malcolm remarked in exclamation.
Slade nodded. "I'm in full sane mind again, Merlyn," he addressed the Dark Archer man, "And ready to dish out what you deserve for everything you've done to the kid and his team as much as I unfortunately did to them after you while under the influence of the Mirakuru."
"What the hell are you talking about, Deathstroke?" Adrian demanded sneeringly.
Now Max and his fellow Fanfictioners, together with their different girls, the Jump Street group and Magnus and Chloe all came forward so that they joined the three men and Grant. "You lot have been chosen for a special round of Mortal Kombat," Max addressed the six villains, "One where you will have the chance of facing off against some real fighters." He gestured with an arm to the crowd of martial arts actors and actresses and the trio of Johnny, Sonya and Liu, "Unlike how and what the traditional useless lot in charge of 'Arrow' and its BS give you in its seasons."
"And is of course the next big occasion to commorate and celebrate our now six years long in the making buddyship anniversary between us, ain't it, brother Britain?" Aragorn pointed out, he and Max giving each other smiles and nods, Tatsu smiling in happiness too.
"Plus the fact that you six need to answer for what you've already done to Oliver, or would've gone on to do in the cases of some of you if old Lord Raiden hadn't stopped you in time," Dolph Lundgren spoke in a hard tone of voice.
"Especially you for one thing, Adrian Chase," Judi Hoffs herself now said, scoffing as she went on, "I mean come on, you taking out your sick psycho rage on Oliver for the death of your own father Justin Claybourne, who ain't even referenced in 'Arrow' during its first season when Oliver is operating as the Hood until he only at last appears in flashbacks in season 5 episode 9, when it's revealed he unleashed a bio-weapon on a community of people and then ramped up the prices of the medicinal drug which helped against it just to turn a profit, and Oliver kills him for that, and when he revealed in episode 22 that Justin was gonna disown you after discovering you had psychiatric issues?"
Tom Hanson took over. "You were just a psychopath from the start, Chase," he said, smirk grinning at the other man's hatred giving look, "No doubt, if Oliver hadn't done the world a favour himself by putting an arrow in Claybourne's chest for what he did to the people of Lamb Valley upon whom he'd unleashed the virus in order to profit from their suffering, you'd've just gone and done it yaself anyway. But oh no, you just chose to focus your own psychopathic rage on Oliver for it, and everything you say and do towards him and Team Arrow as Prometheus, including murdering innocent people who never deserved to die at all, only shows exactly who you're nothing but."
"Being a sick twisted minded delusional psychopathic monster who's convinced that Oliver has killed cos he's a psychopath who gets off from murdering people," Harry Ioke concluded, "When really the true monster is no one but you, Chase."
"Oliver deserves everything I intend to and will do to him for what he did to my father," Chase roared, his face red with his own blinding hatred, his eyes burning with it, "It doesn't matter what my father would've done to me, he was family, and Oliver took him from me, shooting him in the chest with an arrow and then leaving him to drown and choke on water for almost two and a half minutes before he finally did die. And I will make him suffer for it, him and his family and everyone of his friends-"
"Not if I have something to say about it!" Slade bellowed, causing Tatsu to comfort Joshua who had been startled by the levels of which the Australian had let loose his rage and sought his adopted mother's comfort, Slade's one eye burning maliciously in a way that reminded everyone around him of when he had been on the Mirakuru, Dolph's own anger so much so that he was having to hold himself back from striking out and landing a punch to Adrian's face, which was what he really wanted to do.
Grant Wilson himself was unable to resist the same reaction in emotion as his dad, the teenager glaring hatefully at Chase, knowing full well his dad meant extremely well what he said, which was of course part of who he was, Deathstroke or not. And around them, the majority of the crowd of martial arts actors and actresses, as well as Johnny, Sonya and Liu themselves, nodded and expressed their utter set jawed contempt in agreement with the Deathstroke man's words.
Slade now moved so that he stood before Malcolm Merlyn, the Dark Archer glaring up at the Australian. "First though, I'll deal with you, Malcolm," Slade told him, "For everything you've done these last few years towards the kid and his family, even before I arrived in Star City, as the Mirakuru crazed monster I was at the time, after you instigated your Undertaking. And there's what you and Mr Darhk here..." He gestured briefly to Damien, "...would've done to Laurel herself if it hadn't've been for the well timely arrival of Lord Raiden."
"Huh," Malcolm huffed, "You may've been Oliver's teacher when you and him were stranded on Lian Yu, Deathstroke, and you may be more skillful than Oliver at some levels, but that's still not gonna be enough against me, considering who I was trained by and was the next Ra's Al Ghul to before Oliver ruined all that for me too."
"Oh shut the hell up, will you?" Bl4ckHunter spat, finally speaking himself, "In 'Arrow' season 1, your character is perfect as a villain and Oliver's number one adversary, and in season 2 you at least show some, if it can even be called that, level of remorse and love when you saved Thea. But then in season 3, your psychopathy and insanity is proven again, when you drugged Thea and manipulated her into killing Sara and leverage Oliver into fighting Ra's al Ghul, Oliver needing your help to beat the deluded League of Assassins' ruler being understandable since you knew the League of Assassins better than anyone, but what damn well bugged me there was the way you were showing your so-called "love", when a monstrous irredeemable murdering monster of a maniac like you is practically incapable of true love."
"Unlike your way more loveable in terms of character and personality immortal Doctor Who character of Captain Jack Harkness," Aragorn put in in agreement, "And then THE thing to well and truly piss us off is that after everything that you put Oliver through in season 3, Oliver lets you become the next Ra's al Ghul and leader of the League."
"And after everything you did to him to affect his whole life before you even pulled off the Undertaking," Tatsu continued the explaination, "Such as when you put your bomb on the Queen's Gambit which caused it to sink, causing him to eventually end up on Lian Yu itself; you had Oliver's father Robet Queen killed; and you manipulated Thea into killing Sara." The Katana woman shook her head, her own disgust on her face, "Oliver should have killed you when Ra's's defeat and the ending of the League's plot intent with the Alpha-Omega on Star City was over."
"And you being the new leader of the League seemed promising for 'Arrow' season 4, but fell short of being nothing interesting whatsoever in regards to the League, asides from the League Civil War with Nyssa, and you letting Laurel and Thea resurrect Sara..." Omni, who had been the one to say the concluding words, shook his head, "The plot with you being the leader of the League of Assassins was damn well promising, and the showrunners wasted it as per typical usual."
"They speak nothing but the absolute truth, Dark Archer," Lord Raiden said in agreement with the group. "But first of all..." he looked to Ricardo Diaz, "You will be first, Ricardo."
"Come on. Your comic books version of Richard Dragon, who man Stand has gifted our British martial artist superstar Scott Adkins the pleasure of playing in his 'Oliver Queen: Agent of SHIELD' fanfic series..." Max said, looking briefly to the man in question and receiving an answering nod of satisfaction from Scott before he went on, "...is a very good character indeed. But for god's sake, in the show you're nothing but, in Bl4ck's words once more, such an uninteresting villain and ridiculously overpowered Gary Stu. Not including what flashbacks give so uninterestingly in terms of your background, the way you're able to hold your own against Oliver and be able to beat him, when Oliver has had his teachers in the forms of Yao Fei, Slade, Amanda Waller, Talia and Malcolm to give him everything he's been able to use ever so easily against either them or whoever else he's faced..." Max and his fellow Fanfiction brothers, along with the crowd, shook their heads and rolled their eyes, "You, Diaz, get no background on your combat skills whatsoever from 'Arrow' season 6 or 7's episodes, even given your association with this stupid uncared about doppelganger to Duncan MacLeod of the Clan MacLeod from the world of 'Highlander'..." he indicated a majorly puzzled Dante, "...who was able to hold his own against Oliver."
"You are nothing but the lamest main villain on 'Arrow' ever, just a petty drug lord, nothing else," Chloe Lang at last spoke, concluding this latest facts reveal.
Lord Raiden now raised his right hand. "It's time to begin the Tournament," he announced, and as Max and his excited group of individuals, together with Slade and Grant, now all stepped aside both ways, the ringside crowd also stirring with excitement and anticipation, ready to begin the arranged event they had all been brought together for, the thunder god snapped his fingers.
At once, the chains binding Diaz instantly falling off and releasing him, but before Diaz could get the chance to do anything Dolph Lundgren, first looking to and sharing a nod with Lord Raiden, moved first, the big Swedish-American action man stepping forward and grabbing the scruff of Diaz's jacket, hauling the other man roughly up onto his feet.
"You're first, Diaz," Dolph growled.
And hey presto, over 24 hours' hard work and effort since yesterday to deliver you all, ESPECIALLY YOU yourself of course, brother Aragorn, considering that this special present is for us two in particular for our upcoming special occasion next week, THIS, the starting chapter to a grand idea I've ever so strongly within my imagination banks ever since the autumn of 2023, where those of our most favourite to be very hated indeed 'Arrow' villains, them being of course Malcolm Merlyn, Damien Darhk, Adrian Chase, Ricardo Diaz, Emiko Queen and Dante are all brought together to participate in a special round of Mortal Kombat, where their arses will be nothing but absolutely DESTROYED by those of our favourite real life martial artist actors and actresses?
And next chapter, THAT will well and truly begin BIG time, starting with the easy one of the lot to get rid of first aka Mr Diaz, prepare yaselves for SOMETHING to enjoy indeed, YES, siree.
Also, I hope everyone has loved what I've done with our Deathstroke boy Slade, as I COULDN'T leave him outta all this, NO, sir, nor could I leave out the idea of him being reunited in first time meet and greet with his son Grant (the only Grant Wilson from the Arrowverse's content I'll only ever care about still, when I'll use him for 'Legends of Tomorrow' improvement content, is the one from LOT episode 1x06, revealed to be from Earth 16 via the COIE BS, cos it's been a long time that I last saw ANYTHING of 'Arrow' season 7's additional plot BS and we saw Earth 1 Grant Wilson in that, and frankly I don't give a shit, so yeah, LOT episode 1x06's Earth 16 Grant Wilson is the only one of the two whose episode I continue to enjoy and care about using for story content, when it involves the Legends that is), who here I want you to imagine as being played by Leo Howard aka young Conan from the 2011 'Conan the Barbarian' movie, he being the only good thing about it from what I've known about for an amount of time, and young Snake Eyes in 'G.I Joe: Rise of Cobra', and who's a martial artist himself IRL.
Next chapter, where the REAL fun will be starting, should be, if life and chance allows me, with you all this weekend, as I'll be starting some annual leave for a week next week anyway, so will allow me the chance to knuckle down and get as much of this done as possible before you and me's big day next Thursday, brother Aragorn. So prepare yaselves for quite the funfair ride indeed, buds, until then, adios, amigos, from Max/Flashraven