A young spunky gal with some crazy purple hair and an eye patch over her right eye walks out of the crowd and into the pit. She holds up a wireless mic of her own and starts to talk.
?: Good evening everyone, I'm Cassandra Kido! And I am here to personally announce my fighter for the G.S.F. Tournament.
RS: Say what!?
Cassandra: Yes! As the man's manager, owner, and wife! I Have the right to his intro in any venue we enter! So back off for a sec!
RS: Shit... go on then..
Cassandra: Ladies and gentlemen! Allow me to introduce to you! The eventual winner of this whole shtick! He is the love of my life, the light in my night! Haha Seriously He's the Muay Thai champion of the United States, Canada, Brazil, The U.K., and of course, just recently crowned in Thailand! Hahahaha! The unstoppable force of nature, "The Red Dragon" Fighting out of Las Angeles California, Fighting for the "Kido Alliance" brand! The future G.S.F. Champ, Shane Kido!!!!!
Crimson: Quite a list...
Quake: How come I never heard of this guy?
Spike: Ignorance I guess..
Quake: Oh so you know this guy?
Spike: Nope..
The crowd separates a bit as through it walks a young man looking no older than Spike and the crew. He had orange pulled back spiked hair that went down the back of his head like a hedgehog. He had no shirt his body was toned for war. His muscles looked as if they were etched onto him by a hammer and chisel. The various scars that stretched across his neck and chest only added an extra layer of legitimacy and intimidation to his aura. He dawned only a pair of very baggy pants with a strange design by the knees. No shoes, just wrapped feet, and wrapped hands and elbow pads on over the most deadly striking point he had. He was also wearing his Mongkol to the pit as he reached the middle he kissed his wife on the cheek and stood for a momenr analyzing the crowd. He eventually dropped to both knees and closed his eyes. Some form of pre-fight meditation before facing whoever walked out of the crowd to fight him.
Quake: Dude the guy's puny!
Crimson: He's ripped as hell though... He's got some murderous eyes too.
Quake: Looking into another man's eyes, Crimson? What happened to Ashley?
Spike: You can tell a lot about a dude's composure in battle just by looking at his eyes.
Quake: I knew that.. God I was just poking fun.
RS: Oooookaaaay!! You heard the lady folks! Shane Kido has arrived!
-The crowd boos loudly-
RS: Huh? .. Guess their not a fan of your home state son.
Kido: -He breaks his meditation and meet's Robbie Smith's comments with an angry glare.-
RS: Hey hey! Come on guy! I don't care where ya'll from. You look like a happy uh.. family.
Cassandra: Well the whole Kido Alliance is outback, if anyone wants to mess!! Come on you dirty Yorkers!
-The crowd continues to boo even louder.-
Quake: Ladie's got a mouth..
RS: Ahem!!.. Without further delay, let's get this fight underway. Introducing the opponent! Hailing from Brooklyn! We all know this guy right? He's the Ex Vale Tudo Champ that ya'll raved about for over five years. He was an undefeated legend for quite some time and he's a regular here at S.F.U.! Fighting for the "Gatekeepers" brand! "The Power Storm" Mason Braddok!
From the crowd to the pit runs out a huge man looking well over six and a half feet packed with bulky muscles. His massive frame was easily passed three hundred pounds. He had a huge wild mohawk and had a crazy looking side burn pattern on his face leading to a burly looking goatee. Wearing nothing but M.M.A. shorts, pads and gloves. He slowed down and gave RS a handshake hug as he hopped around the pit warming up, he then roared and raised his fist high. The crowd ate it up and cheered in admiration.
Quake: Sheesh.. it's like they forgot who ended that streak..
Crimson: It's called respect Quake.
Quake: Yeah, but still he's got so much arrogance in his step for a guy who got rocked into the ground by Spike Fierce three out of three times.
Spike: He's excited... He's got a huge chance to turn his legendary career back around and be the man again. Like a breath of fresh air ya know.
Quake: Heh.. power to him I guess..
Crimson: You've never beatin' Braddok, Quake..
Quake: Never had a match.. heheh..
RS: Alright!! Are ya'll ready!! Round two of the G.S.F.! Shane Kido versus Mason Braddok! Fight!!
The two fighters get in their stance and start to slowly approach each other.
Braddok: So.. you think you're hot shit! Mr.Multi champ! I oughta teach you a real lesson about the pain!!
Kido: ....
Braddok: You think you're better than me!!? -He throws a huge kick-
Kido: -He easily dodges it-
Braddok: Got you punk!! -He throws a massive fist aiming for Kido's face-
Kido quickly moves again and hurls Braddok's fist right into the ground. Braddok in a rage shakes it off and turns to attack again. Just as he turned his back Shane Kido launched himself high into the air and connected with a vicious flying knee right to Braddok's jaw shutting it tightly closed. Braddok's head snapped back and his feet hovered off the concrete and his body crashed into the blood stained pit floor. Kido landed on his feet and started to walk away.
RS: What? Hold up, Shane! -He quickly runs over to Braddok. He checks his vitals, then his senses. He remained unresponsive for several attempts- Damn... Braddok.. has been Dropped!! Ya'll muhfuckahs winner! Shane Kido!
-The crowd then starts to boo very angrily-
Spike: Are you shitting me!!
Quake: He just OHKO'd Braddok!
Crimson:..... That guy is dangerous..
Spike: Ugh!! I needed seven rounds to heal. I had my arm popped out of my socket twice, and this dude pretty much won by scratching his nuts! He's still fresh and I'm all fucked up, I gotta fight that guy in the quarters!
Quake: Sucks to be you bro...
Crimson: Indeed..
Spike:.... Whatever.. Nothing can be worse than the Touramus fight... god..
RS: Heeeeeyyy!! Aight, so the second round was quite the quickie! Shane Kido will be in the quarters versing our boy Spike, so ya'll should get hyped for that one! Moving on to round three bitches!! Aight! The first fighter is a diva baby! She's gotta be one of New York's toughest chicks. Her record is quite powerful! She's one of my buds! Please welcome the street fighting lady, Fighting out of Albany! "The Queen Of The Capitol" fighting under the "Quicksilver" brand! Marleene Allony!!!!!
Spike: Marleene!?
Quake: Huh? ... Must have missed that on the match card, she's totally here..
Crimson: Ooohh..
Spike: Ahh shit...
Marleene appears out of the crowd shoving some people out of her way as she marches angrily to the pit. She was dressed in her trademark top and M.M.A. shorts and pads. She wastes no time show boating or anything, she simply crosses her arms and waits for RS to announce her opponent.
RS: Damn son, She looks ready to go! Alright her opponent, known city wide, and I mean city wide! This muhfucka is crazy as shit and destroys everything he sees. He's huge baby, Fighting under the "Heavy Hellraisers" brand, Charlie Cassidy! But ya'll muhfuckahs know him as "The Killer Whale" Fat-C!!
At that moment a big chunky man bursts from the crowd dressed in all black baggy clothing, and chains and studs hanging all over different parts of him. He had spikey blonde hair with black roots, a striped side burn pattern like he had tiger stripes on his cheeks that lead to a beard. Sporting both facial tattoos and piercings, and the most devilish pair of blood red eyes. He pranced around the pit revving up the crowd for this fight. When he finally stopped running around he looked over at Marleene and chuckled.
Marleene: Is something funny fat ass?
Fat-C: Bitch please! Marleene, everyone knows you're speechless cause you can't handle bein around.. ALL this! Oh yeah! -He says as he rubs his big belly.-
Marleene: Ugh... Start this fight already so I can kill this slob!
Fat-C: Awww Baby you know you want it!
RS: Shit... The third round, Marleene Allony versus Fat-C!! Fight!!
Marleene: -She quickly dashes forward and drives an angry fist right into Fat-C's gut. Her fist ground in there deep and eventually bounced right out-
Fat-C: Gah... Ha!! You ain't gonna' hurt me like that girly pants! Biiiiiiiiitch!! -He runs at Marleene but after a few steps he stops for a moment- ..... Ugh... -He rubs his belly-
Marleene: Tch..
Fat-C: Uhhh.. Yo MC.. get over here..
RS: Huh?
Fat-C: Yo man.... I gotta' take a shit...
RS: Say what!?
Fat-C: Yeah man, think you can postpone!?
RS: Hell no fat wigga! You gotta bomb, you gotta fight through it like any other abnormality man!
Fat-C: Shit.... Well fuck this I quit.. -He starts to run out of the pit-
RS: What!?
Marleene: Heheh...
RS: What the fuck man!? Well your winner by forfeit... Marleene Allony!!
-The crowd boos loudly and people in the crowd throw things at Fat-C as he leaves-
Fat-C: Man fuck you guys! I gotta' go! Imma beat ALL yo bitch asses later! Every mother fuckin one of you!Biiiiiiiitch!! -He continues to the bathroom-
Marleene: Hmph.. -She exits the pit-
RS: Well shit folks.. I don't know what to say..
Spike: Two fucking squash matches in a row! This is stupid! How am I supposed to recover!?
Crimson: I'm up next so hopefully for you I'll be in a jam for awhile, hahaha!
Spike: Shit.. Well good luck man.
Quake: Yeah man! Kick ass!
Crimson: I will..
RS: Aight folks! fourth time's a charm right!?
-The crowd continues to boo and is now getting rowdy some guys throwing weapons at the MC-
RS: Hey fuck off man! It ain't my damn fault! Shit! Kay round 4 guys! The first fighter is from right her in New York, New York baby! He's another regular from right here in S.F.U.! Fighting under the "Team Z" brand! The one, the only, "The Blood Red Thunderbolt" Crimson Fury!!
Crimson: -He walks out of his crew and into the pit, he starts hopping up and down warming up and tightening his hat-
RS: Good to see you man!
Crimson: -He nods-
RS: AND! The opponent, Trekking over, all the way from Harlem! The massive beast of a man, Fighting under the "True Wreckers" brand. "The Lord Mammoth" Big Omni!!
Big Omni stomps through the crowd and heads to the pit. A huge dark skinned man with a huge fuzzy beard and a big bald head. Standing near seven feet in stature and easily over four hundred pounds of both chunk and muscles. Wearing a beanie over his brows and a tight tank top with baggy pants and tan boots. He reached the middle of the pit and looked over at Crimson with a huge evil smug smile. Crimson used to being the smaller fighter showed no fear and glared a hole right through Omni's face.
Omni grew angry by the sight of Crimson's resistance of his intimidation and before RS even said anything he charged at Crimson like an angry bull. Omni swung a huge clothesline, but Crimson ducked the attack and threw his own wicked right connecting with the jaw of Omni. The big man didn't even flinch and Crimson pulled back shaking his hand as if he just punched a brick wall.
RS: Holy shit! Crimson versus Omni! Fight!
Omni: Come on boy! What else you got!?
Crimson: ..(Not looking good..this is why boxing and M.M.A. have weight classes..Heh.. Think Crimson..)
Omni: You scared boy!?
Crimson: -He gestures him to bring it-
Omni rushes again this time going for a grab. Crimson again ducks under the attempt and then delivers a strong kick to his knee. Omni doesn't flinch at all and continues to swing massive haymakers. With every attack Crimson dodges he strikes one of Omni's knees with his strongest kicks.
"Argh!" Omni yells, he then throws a fast roundhouse kick out of nowhere.
Crimson was surprised that a massive man could pull off such a quick move. He barely avoids being struck by the kick and falls backwards to the ground. With every missed attack Omni threw he could feel the massive wind force behind it. They were bone breaking hits for certain. Crimson quickly jumped to his feet and took his stance again.
Quake: This guy's barbaric, if he get's his hands on Crimson he's done for..
Spike:... That's for sure.. Come on dude..
Big Omni then rushed Crimson again, throwing a another ferocious clothesline. Crimson saw it easily and started to dodge. Omni stopped in is tracks and faked his attack now throwing a sneaky left upper. Crimson's eyes widened. He was caught in such an obvious fake out. He quickly thrusts both of his hands forward in open palm and not only blocked the punch, but used the impact to distance himself from Omni. The big man ran and jumped up high for a flying kick, Crimson again was shocked with the big guy's mobility and froze for a split second. Crimson ducked and rolled forward trying to keep his distance until he had formed a battle plan, but then again with Crimson's known tactical prowess perhaps it was already in motion.
Omni: Hah!! You've got to be kidding. If this is what S.F.U. street fighting is all about then your all just a pack of faggots!
Crimson: ....
Omni: What nothing to say!? Faggot!? I know your plan! Your trying to tire me out and then pick me apart when I'm gassed out! Not gonna' happen! I got porn star stamina bitch!
Crimson: Then by all means.. continue your useless rampage, because you'll never catch me..
Omni: Oh I'll catch you and then I'll break you in half like the little bitch you are!
Crimson: .... -He taunts him with his hand flapping up and down like a puppet- ...
Omni: You motherfucker!!
Omni again rushed Crimson like a bull, this time Crimson jumped right over Omni. When Omni turned around Crimson started to kick at his knees again with some strong kicks. Omni growled in anger and swung a huge fist. Crimson easily ducked and swayed over to his side now jabbing at his kidneys and ribs. Omni again turned to Crimson and tried to strike him, Crimson dodged and swayed again continually trying to remain either behind or beside Omni. Continuously switching off attacking his knees or his mid-section. Omni then threw a huge high kick trying to knock Crimson's head off. Crimson easily ducked it and punted Omni's grounded ankle as hard as he could. Omni then hopped and shuffled across the pit trying to stay up but eventually fell crashing into the ground, the whole S.F.U. was feeling a tremor like shake and Omni yelled in anger and slowly rose to his feet.
Omni: You little bitch! Nobody takes me off my feet! NOBODY!
Crimson: ....
Omni: You.. What you think you're so high and mighty cause of your pussy ass tactics!
Crimson: .....
Omni: I'm sick of your face!!!
Omni again lets his rage take over him and rushes head on at Crimson. Like all his previous attempts he tries to attack and Crimson makes him look like a complete amateur. This time in the middle of the fray, Omni sprung out of his stationary striking stance and tried to tackle Crimson at point blank. Crimson saw it in the last moment and rolled right over Omni's back and landed on his feet, but right then and there he felt a sharp pain shoot right through his spine. Crimson's steps then felt like he had two ton weights on his shoes. He stopped moving and disregarding the dangers of showing off an injury to anyone he grabbed his back and fell to his knees.
Spike: What the hell!?
Sakuya: Oh no!! It's his injury!
Quake: Of all the times!
Sakuya: Crimson needs to quit, right now!
Spike: Oh no.... That's.. from me isn't it?
Quake: You didn't know?
Spike: No one told me shit!!
Crimson massaged his aching back, but before he could get the pain out he felt his hair get tugged, and he was yanked right into the ground by his hair. Big Omni then stood over him and grinned evily. He jumped up and Crimson quickly rolled as fast as he could out of danger's path. Omni's feet crashed into the pit again causing a tremor. Crimson tried to get up but was having trouble getting vertical. Omni ran at him with a shoulder tackle in mind. Crimson swayed again while on his knees, barely dodging the attack and falling to the pit again. He was breathing hard trying to get back up as he got to his knees he turned and saw Omni charging again. It was too late this time, and Crimson was smothered by the massive Omni. Instead of driving him straight into the ground Omni continued running with Crimson in a bear hug until he reached one of the support beams and crashed right into it.
Crimson screamed out in pain it felt like his back had just been pierced by a huge drill. The pain shot through his guts. His lungs felt like they were pressed. The shock went up and down his spine stinging his head and toes at the same time. He spit out the last of his air and fell limp over Omni's massive shoulder. Big Omni then pulled off the pillar and began running across the pit still crushing Crimson in his grasp and rammed him into another support beam. Crimson was moments from passing out. The second attack actually woke him up. The pain was not as harsh as the first strike, whether it was his sense numbing out or just a built up standard to new found pain. Crimson began pounding on Omni's back with his free hands it was ineffective as the mammoth like man shoulder tackled him again into the pillar and then tossed his rag doll like body across the pit.
Quake: Shit!!!
Sakuya: I.. I can't watch this anymore.. -She turns her back to the pit-
Spike: Dammit.. this is my fault too...
RS: Crimson! Can you keep going?
Crimson:... Not much longer... but yeah... -He continues to crawl to his feet-
Omni: Now you see!! The brute power of Big Omni always comes out on top!! Hahahaha!!
Crimson: Then... come finish this..
Omni: Hahahaha!! You got it small fry!! -He rushes in full sprint again-
Crimson: .....
Omni: I'm gonna kill you!! -Suddenly Omni's left knee pops right out of place and he falls over into the ground crying in pain- Aaaaahhh!!! What the fuck!?
Crimson: ...
Omni: Ahh uhh.. what.. what the hell? -He starts breathing harder and harder- Ugh.. my lungs feel like.. ugh.. my stomach.. What's happening to me!? -He pukes out blood- Ahh.. what?
Crimson: .... I was wondering when this would happen? I guess you're so big and strong it just took a little longer..
Omni: What? You did this to me!?
Crimson: I ran in the beginning to make you think my strategy was tiring you out... I mean it was.. I just did it a different way. I was targeting your legs and body the whole time. When I connected with your chin in the beginning I knew I wouldn't ever score a knock out. I began targeting your kness... eventually that huge frame was going to collapse. You couldn't even feel it cause you're so impervious to my weak strikes. You never noticed I was slowly taking you apart the whole time..
Omni: You... -cough-
Crimson: That's not all.. once you were in this position I needed a little more if I was gonna knock you out. That's where your mid-section came into play.. Continuous strikes to you ribs, kidneys, and center.... Making it harder to breath. Looks like I even opened you up in there too. Air is just as important as blood, without air your brain loses it's gas to function. You're getting weaker and weaker.. maybe even drowsy.. Even a clean hit from a "weakling" like myself will have K.O. capacity. Though I must admit. The herniated back was not in my plan... When you got your hands on me, it became a real race against time.. Luckily I held out long enough..
Omni: You planned this from the beginning!?
Crimson: Right after I punched you.. Noticed how much stress you put on those legs with your rushes and impressive kicks.. It was an obvious path to victory..
Omni: Okay! You win I give!
Crimson: I don't think so!! -He runs at full sprint and delivers a vicious Shining Wizard to Big Omni who was on his knees-
Omni: Ughh.. -His head snaps and he falls limp into the pit's unforgiving floor-
Crimson: -He lands on his feet and begins to walk away- That was a K.O. right? I don't care for winning by forfeit...
RS: Big Omni has officially been Dropped! Your winner! S.F.U.'s own Crimson Fury!!!!
-The crowd cheers wildly-
Crimson: -He walks back to his stable and Sakuya quickly sits him down-
Sakuya: Oh god are you okay? Take your shirt off!
Quake: Watch out Ashley might get the wrong idea..
Sakuya: Shut up! -She smacks him in the arm-
Quake: Heheheh! Nice work out there bro! You're as sick and twisted as always. You broke that fucker's knee and maybe even killed him what if you like blew up an ulcer in that dude's tummy?
Crimson: Didn't think about it... I was thinking of winning..
Spike: Shit man... I'm sorry.
Crimson: Shut up.... I came lookin' for a fight and you kicked my ass. There's nothing to apologize for.. Ow!
Sakuya: Sorry... looks like it's still... in tact... Now.. I know stubborn fighters like you never listen to the nurse.. but Crimson, if it were my decision I would not clear you for another fight. -She pulls out a bandage and starts to wrap it around his body-
Crimson: ..... I know.. I feel it. It's a good hit away from breaking....
Spike: You don't want to end up in a wheel chair do you?
Crimson: ..... I'll see how I feel by the quarters..
Spike: You'll have to fight Marleene.. Who's virtually fresh.
Crimson: We're both pretty screwed...
?: Hey guys!
Quake: Hmm.. Hey it's Ashley...
Ashley approached the crew through the fray of audience. She was a slender fit built girl with pretty blue eyes that could catch anyone's attention in the room. She had a backwards cap on over her long black hair with one of her bangs dyed purple. She had baggy pants and sneakers and was only wearing a skimpy top. Behind her was Lumina also walking towards the crew through the mass of on-lookers.
Ashley: Hey Crimson.. you look a bit wrapped up..
Crimson:.... Really?
Ashley: Hey now. nothing wrong with a lame pun here and there.
Quake: There's everything wrong when it sucks as hard as that...
Ashley: Shut up hater!
Spike: So what do you want?
Ashley: What? Just saying hi is all, sheesh. Crimson was awesome out there. Him and his cold heart'd planning... or whatever you call it, and you Spike. Oh my god that was amazing. You're a sick bastard popping shoulders and what not.
Spike: Ugh... Don't bring it up I'm trying to forget...
Ashley: Plus I'm up next so I was gonna' make sure you were all watching my greatness!
Spike: So... what are you doing here? -He glances over to Lumina-
Lumina: What do you think, Ever since the Rayna incident I had to keep an eye on my other contestant... That bastard Quicksilver... Sitting atop his little throne. One of these days I'm gonna' have to kick his ass myself..
Quake: I'd love to see you try crone!
Lumina: Hmm... I see Quake's as well mannered as usual... So where is Z?
Spike: You honestly think he'd be here.. He's most likely at home watching this whole thing via internet.
Lumina: I see... Well good show out there boys. Best of luck in your future fights.. Ashley are you ready? It looks like Robbie is about to introduce the next fighter..
Ashley: Oh yeah I'm ready!!
RS: Okay!! How's that? Much better am I right? Now that we cleaned up that huge carcass, let's move on to round 5!! Are ya'll ready!?
-The crowd cheers more-
RS: Okay! Our first fighter, apparently is the mask inheritor of a legendary fighter who died six years ago. You all may remember a Lucha Libre master by the name of Mysterious P! Well give it up for what I think is his son! Fighting under the "Mysterious Blood" brand, From Mexico City! "The Hurricollider" Mysterious P Junior, or Simply put M.P.J.!!!
Jumping right out of the crowd over a huge line of guys and flipping right into the ring is M.P.J. He , Landed on his feet clothed in an extremely baggy shirt and wrestling pants and boots. He looked around to the crowd showing off his mask. It was all black with a sharp pattern around the eyes as well as an M on his forehead and what looked to be a long ponytail of fake hair attached to the back.
Ashley: Wrestling!? Hah! I got this chump...
Crimson: Underestimating is mistake number one...
Ashley: Wha? Ah cool your jets Red.. I got this!
Lumina: Crimson is right Ashley... Don't get cocky or you'll end up eating pavement..
Ashley: Ahhh You're all a band of haters. I'll just show you with actions.
RS: Her opponent! She's an NYC Gal herself. She's had many battles in the S.F.U. and is a regular hottie round these parts! Fighting under the "Luminaire Girls" brand. Show some love for "The Punk Rock Princess" Ashley Velvett!!
Ashley: -She comes running out of the crowd yelling back at the audience as if she was picking a fight with everyone- Yeah, what!? What!? Heheh.. Sup RS?
RS: Hey girl! You ready for this?
Ashley: Tch.. Shit yeah! Start this shit up!
RS: Aight then! You all ready!? Round 5! M.P.J. versus Ashley Velvett!! Fight!!
Ashley: Goin' straight for the KO!
Ashley runs in straight to M.P.J. and starts throwing rapid haymakers and kicks. M.P.J. easily sees her attacks and simply sways passed them. Ashley throws a wicked right, and M.P.J. catches it and twists her arm going straight for an arm bar. Ashley yanks her arm out quickly and before she does anything else M.P.J. connects with a strong kick to her gut. Ashley spits out her air the next thing she sees is both of M.P.J.'s legs wrapping around her face. M.P.J. flies Ashley with a Head Scissors take down and Ashley goes stumbling and crashes face first into a support beam. She slowly slides to the ground. M.P.J. then takes his stance waiting to see if Ashley can come back from it.
RS: Shit..
Lumina: Stupid....
Ashley: Ahhh Fuck my face!!
Random guy: Okay..
Ashley: -She punches the random crowd guy in the balls and he collapses- Not what I meant ass-hole! Somebody give me a weapon!
A crowd member hands Ashley a led pipe, and she then rushes M.P.J. with a pipe in hand. She swings it like child flailing a plastic sword trying to hit something but her unrefined skill allows M.P.J. to easily dodge the attacks. Ashley brings the pipe down trying to crack M.P.J.'s skull, but He easily catches the pipe and pulls Ashley forward. As she stumbles M.P.J. then strikes her with a headbutt, and jumps up locking her head in his arms and driving her into the ground with a Tornado DDT. Ashley's dome hits the concrete and her body spikes up in the air and falls limp to the ground. M.P.J. simply back rolls to his feet and again waits for a response.
RS: Damn!! Ashley! -He runs to her and starts to check on her-
Crimson: Shit... she's being careless as hell...
Spike: M.P.J. is good, He's making her look like a complete amateur.
Quake: Yeah, I mean Ashley is unrefined.. but she's never been made into lunch like this. She's gonna need that heart and guts that she's famous for.
Lumina:....
RS: She's still in this folks!
Ashley slowly rises to her feet and stares down her foe. With blood running down her face she throws her hat off her head, takes a deep breath and retakes her stance. This time she slowly approaches her enemy instead of rushing. Keeping her hands up and watching M.P.J. closely for any sudden moves. The two stand off refusing to budge, both fighters want to be the one to counter attack but neither can counter what does not happen. Finally M.P.J. decides to try offence and throws a fake left. Ashley side steps what could of been a hit but the fake fist only caused her to be startled. M.P.J. then goes with a fake take down and Ashley jumps back in caution. Ashley then decides to try and kick M.P.J. and she finds herself caught again. M.P.J. now holding the attacking leg sweeps her other foot dropping Ashley on her head again.
Ashley rolls around holding her head. Opening her eyes she starts to only see spots and feels the blood flowing down her face. Feeling both frustrated and hopeless, she has mustered absolutely no offence all match and knew all these head shots were a timer for a knock out. She's lost matches before but this was the first time Ashley's ever felt powerless to a foe. Ashley rose to her feet and again slowly approached her opponent.
M.P.J. threw a sloppy right, and Ashley took her shot. Ashley lunged at M.P.J. and scored a take down, or so she thought. It then became apparent that M.P.J. let her take an opening just so he could get close enough to seal the deal. As Ashley tackled M.P.J., he grabbed her right arm and locked his legs around it and her neck locking her in a Triangle Choke.
Now Ashley was in serious trouble and began punching at M.P.J.'s side with her free arm but it was amounting to nothing. Her fatigue was set in, and M.P.J.'s lock was tight. Every strike was like an annoying itch to M.P.J. and he simply continued to tighten the lock. Ashley was now on her knees losing air, consciousness, blood, time, and the match.
Crimson: It's done... She needs to give up. Or that guy might break her arm..
Spike: Ashley's a fighter, she's not gonna' surrender.
Lumina: .....-sigh- It's a shame... Rayna would have loved to fight this guy...
Quake: Are you even worried about Ashley you old crone!?
Lumina: Of course.. What can I do? I could throw in the towel.. and hurt my fighter's pride even more. She's most likely depressed, that she hasn't inflicted any damage on M.P.J.. I'm letting her go down with her pride in tact. She'll be knocked out any day before she gives up..
Ashley's legs started to move and all of a sudden from her knees her left leg got a foot up and then her right. She was now on two feet still being held down by M.P.J.'s lock. He applied more pressure again, but Ashley let out a primal scream and grabbed hold of MPJ's back with her free hand and with an outrageous burst of energy lifted both M.P.J. and herself off the ground and held him up high. M.P.J. panicked and applied more pressure with his choke trying to take her out. Ashley then slammed M.P.J. right back into the ground in her final effort to get out. M.P.J. grunted in pain but refused to release the hold. He then applied more pressure again. Ashley again lifted him off the ground but this time only halfway and dropped him again. This time Ashley dropped again to her knees and her free arm slowed down and fell limp to the ground. M.P.J. could feel her whole body go dead. He then finally released the hold and rolled away holding his back. RS rushed over to check up on Ashley. He inspected her breathing and eyes and reflexes and signaled to the crowd that it was over.
RS: Ashley Velvett, has been dropped! Your winner by Knock Out! M.P.J.!!
-The crowd cheers-
Crimson: Shit!... -He stands from his seat and starts walking to the pit-
Sakuya: Hey! Ahh I wasn't done yet..
Quake: Damn dude..
Spike: M.P.J. is good...
Lumina: .....Sakuya, how much do you want for a checkup on my fighter?
Sakuya: Huh? Oh there's no need for that. Ashley's a friend so ya know..
Lumina: Nonsense, you're not my team's medic should you tend to my fighter I should pay you a fee.
Quake: Yeah, that's how Z would do it. Hahaha -He gets hit by a flying box of bandages- Gah!
Sakuya: Shut up will you! I will do it, and I shall pay the fee myself.
Lumina: You truly are a kind heart..
Sakuya: Thanks.... I wish I could agree.. -She stands up and starts walking to the pit as well-
RS: Das all she wrote folks!
Crimson: Ashley.. -He drops to his knees and starts to check on her- Are you okay?..
M.P.J.: ... Is she special to you?
Crimson: She's... a friend..
M.P.J.: I see... I refrained myself as best as I could. I did not want to break anything..
Crimson: Awfully soft of you, don't you think?
M.P.J.: She was not a source of malicious intent for me. I have no reason to injure those who are undeserving of the punishment.
Crimson: I see... You're saving that for someone else here..
M.P.J.: I hope you don't hold a grudge on me for hurting your special girl..
Crimson: Tch... No, It was a fight. She knew what she was getting into. You were just plain better, there's no reason for me to hold any sort of vendetta. You were impressive..
M.P.J.: As were you, Crimson Fury.. Maybe we'll cross in the finals.. -He walks away-
Crimson: ....(Something weird about that .....person...)
Sakuya: Crimson! Is she alright?
Crimson: -He picks her up- Not really, we should close these head wounds..
Sakuya: Bring her over to the base.
RS: Aight!! Let's get this show on the road! Round 5 went off with a hitch! It's time for Round 6! So lets start it up! The first fighter is a surprise entrant! Taking the spot once belonged to a fighter unable to make it tonight. She's new to the street fight scene but it seems she is trained in various martial arts, and has decimated all her opponents thus far with a building 4-0 record! Please give this lovely gal an S.F.U. welcome! Fighting under the "Children Of Death" brand, Lilicia!!
Spike: The Children Of Death? Aww jeez..
On the other side of the pit a very young teenage girl with glasses on and long fluffy purple hair with random strands dyed different colors like black, red, and blue. She was in a button shirt and a short skirt, high boots, and a pair of wrist bands on. She asked people to move and apologized for being in the way. She tripped over someone's foot and fell face first right into the pit, her skirt flipping right up giving a free display of her striped panties to all the perverted and deprived men in the front row of the audience. Some men wooed and others hollered and whistled.
Llilicia, quickly sprung up to her knees pulling her skirt down and her face turned red. She then looked as if she was going to cry.
RS: Uuuuhhh.. You okay?
Lilicia: -Sniffle- ...Yes...
Quake: Are you fuckin shittin me right now?
Spike: ...Uhh.. She's... A child of Death?
?: Fraid so Spike my boy!
Spike turned his attention to the voice and saw a man about his height. He had short black hair and blood red looking eyes. His face had piercings all over, from his ears, nose, lips, brows, you name it. There were two big flashy cross bone designed earrings hanging low from his head. He was in a black hoodie sweater covered in all sorts of silver studs, spikes, and chains. It was unzipped showing off a huge skull design on his shirt connecting to a pair of baggy pants also studded and decorated with silver. He was holding a box of doughnuts and as he continued over to the boys he started to eat one.
Spike: Death...
Death: Heheh.. Good to see you all.
Crimson: Strangely the feeling isn't mutual...
Lumina: So you picked up my old spot...
Death: Lumina my dear, I woulda' bought someone out with the cash I dished. It just so happened Rayna was hurt so in the end I got my spot while all these other chumps kept theirs, and that guy Z. Wooo three brackets. He must have invested lot in you boys.. Where is that guy anyway?
Quake: What's it to you?
Death: What's it to me? Gotta keep track of our rivals right? Is that my shirt by the way?
Quake: Tch...
Spike: What's with the school girl Death?
Death: Hahahahaaa... Ahh the ultimate killing machine, is what you should call her.. So sweet, so innocent, so destructive..
Quake: That little girl? She looks like she can barely keep a stance..
Death: That's the beauty of it.. just watch..
Crimson:....(I got a bad feeling about this...)
Spike: Well then... Lets see it... I mean this poor cute girl has to fight Psycho Harry...
Death: Hahahahahahaaaa.. You'll remember him as Bitch Harry when this is over..
RS: Oh man... Honestly I'm not sure about this muhfucka bein here.. Her opponent. He's a man who has somehow escaped prison again.. He's known as "The Executioner" Fighting out of The Bronx, under the "Quicksilver" brand. Psycho Harry!!
Spike: Figures Quicksilver picked him up...
Quake: Man I hate that fucker!
Crimson: Which one?
Quake: Both!
Guys in the front row of the pit are tumbled over as Harry steps all over them on his way to the pit. He was still in a prison jump suit with torn sleeves. His hair was jet black, and messy drooping down his head, bangs covering his murder craving eyes. He was still in hand cuffs, and like a signal once he was by RS and Lilicia, he pulled his hands away from each other and snapped the chain. He started to laugh psychotically and walk around in circles.
Lilicia then backed away and started to hide behind RS.
RS: What? Hey what are you scared or something?
Lilicia: -She nods-
RS: Well you should have thought of that when you entered this shit.. You wanna quit out now? You bite off more than you can chew?
Harry: Hell no!! I don't accept forfeits! I came here to leave people in pieces tonight! Ahh and little girls like you have got to be one of my favorites! -He licks his lips- Now start this fucking match!
RS: First off muhfucka! You fuckin weird! Second, You don't make the god damn rules! She don't gotta' fight you if she don't want to!
Lilicia: It's okay... I don't want to anger everyone... -She takes her glasses off- Can you hold these?
RS: Huh?.. Uhh okay..
Lilicia: Thanks... Heheheh.. Hehehahahaha!! Ahahahahaha!!
RS: The fuuuuuuuuck?
Harry: Hmmm? Oh.... I like it!
Lilicia: Please..... Start the match!!
RS: Fuck.... Round 6! Lilicia versus Psycho Harry! Fight!!
Lilicia and Harry charge at each other without a sense of hesitation both laughing like lunatics. Harry goes for a punch that Lilicia just allows to connect to her face. Harry grins in satisfaction but realizes she hasn't even flinched. Lilicia palms Harry's face tightly and off his feet, he is dragged through the air by his face from this tiny girl who was now laughing even more hysterically than before. She ran full sprint and slammed the back of Harry's head right into a pillar and then flew him across the pit, leaving a blood stain on the pillar. He flew through the air and crashed neck first into the pavement. Harry struggled to find himself and before he realized what was happening Lilicia was right there connecting with a sprinting soccer kick right to his ribs. Harry slid across the ground groaning in pain.
Lilicia then jumped up and stomped him right in the gut. She then continued to jump and stomp on Harry trying to crush all his bones. She then started to kick at his face back and forth, then dropping to her knees she started to punch him in the face. Blood was rapidly shooting off every strike of her fist. RS quickly ran in and pulled her off of Harry and demanded she sit still for a minute.
RS then checked his reactions and functions. Harry was still breathing, but unresponsive to anything. He was barely alive.
RS:... Shit.. We have a winner folks. Pyscho Harry just got Dropped! Your winner, is Lilicia!
-The crowd erupted in a new found fandom for this little girl who just murdered a murderer-
Lilicia: I won? Oooohhh yes! -She runs up and hugs RS- Oh thank you!
RS: Uhh don't thank me... you did it.. your gettin' blood on me.. get off please..
Lilicia: Aww... Can I have my glasses back?
RS: Yeah here..
Lilicia: -She puts them back on- ....Uhh... Oww.. My face.. owwiiiee... -She pouts and walks back into the crowd-
RS: The fuck?
Spike: ....What did I just see?
Crimson: I'd a say a form of schizophrenia...
Quake: Skitzo?
Death: Ahahahaha!! Crimson always the ever analytic one... What I tell ya, killing machine! If any of you guys end up fighting her.. I wish you luck. Hahahahaha!! -He begins to walk away eating his doughnuts-
Quake: What a dick..
Sakuya:... Kinda scary..
Crimson: The millions are no doubt, bringing in some insane characters.. no pun intended...
RS: Well shit! We're getting so much closer to the end of these opening rounds! Two more rounds till the quarters baby! So let's start Round 7! Our first fighter is another special guest fighter! He's come a long way to be her tonight. He is all the way from France! He's the best that their street fighters have to offer. Give it up for LeGrace Ronaldson!
Out of the crowd emerges a fairly tall man, with long blonde hair and dashing green eyes. He had a perfect chiseled jaw. He dressed in an off purple trench coat that was left unzipped showing off his oh so perfect body. He had tight leather pants leading to some strange boots. He blew kisses at the crowd and smiled away like he was the queen of the universe. The crowd booed him loudly and violently. Some people threw stuff at him. Grace found this repulsive and started tilting his chin to the whole crowd and gesturing them to shoo.
RS: Well shit man... I tried.. His opponent! Is none other than our Wild Card entrant! He fought his way through a preliminary mini tournament just to earn the right to be here. He's only had four hours to rest up. So being in this guy's position is the true testament of guts. So lets give a welcome to this man! Currently a free agent, so you big wigs should be watching! From Sacramento California! Jaseus Ardie!
Spike: What!?
Quake: No friggin way! That scronny guy?
Sure enough it was the same Jaseus that they were thinking of. Jay Ardie was seen on the half pipe, jumping off and running to the pit with his board in hand.
RS: How you doin' kid?
Jay: A bit nervous I gotta say..
Grace: Ahh, you foolish American swine! Remove that weapon from my presence now! At least have some form of dignity and fight me hand to hand.
Jay:.... -He tosses his board away- Okay.. Start the match...
RS: Daaaaayam He's in it to win it folks! Round 7! LeGrace Ronaldson versus Jaseus Ardie! Fight!
Jay runs right in trying to punch Ronaldson but he easily catches his fist and hip tosses him right over onto the ground. Jay groaned in pain for a bit and slowly got up. Ronaldson then dusted off his hands and started to bad mouth the crowd again. Jay saw he wasn't looking and charged again from his blind side. Ronaldson executed a spinning back kick knocking Jay right back into the ground. Ronaldson the skipped around his downed foe and started to kick dust at him like an animal covering their waste. Jay grabbed his foot, Ronaldson then shook off his grip and kicked him in the face. Jay rolled across the ground holding his face and Ronaldson continued to taunt the whole venue. Jay crawled to his feet slowly and once back to two feet he walked slowly over to the distracted Ronaldson who was still taunting the crowd.
Jay grabbed his shoulder and turned him around with authority. Ronaldson looked at him with surprise and disgust. Jay then simply slapped him right across his face. Grace grew angry and swung a huge right but Jay ducked it and turned tail and started running. Ronaldson chased him around the pit trying to get his hands on him. Jay then saw his board and when he ran passed it, he kicked it backwards and it rammed right into Ronaldson's shin causing him to jump on one foot and stumble into the ground. Jay put on the brakes and turned around. He saw Ronaldson rubbing his shin and start to get back up. Jay timed it well, he began running at full speed and right when Ronaldson looked up he was nailed in the face by a harsh Shining Wizard sending him right back into the pavement. Jay fell over and rolled to his feet. He was now jumping around full of energy and adrenaline. He shouted to the crowd "Someone throw me a chair!"
Just like that a member in the crowd threw in a steel chair it came flying into the pit and Jay quickly grabbed hold of it. He hit on the ground first like a batter warming up before he goes to the plate. He stalked the groggy Ronaldson as he tried to get up. As soon as he was to his knees, Jay swung the folded chair right to the back of his head as hard as he could. Ronaldson's eyes rolled into the back of his brain and he fell face first right back into the pit's unforgiving floor. Jay then unfolded the chair and sat down, signaling RS to check on him.
RS ran over and checked Ronaldson's functions. He did not move or respond to anything.
RS: Damn man! This dude just got dropped! Your winner is Jaseus Ardie!
-The crowd cheers-
Jay: Hey... it's just Jay..
RS: You heard him folks! Jay Ardie! Jay! Jay! Jay!
-The crowd catches on and starts chanting his name as well. Everyone was so happy to see Ronaldson get knocked out that Jay became an instant favorite-
Spike: Huh... talk about a lucky shot..
Quake: Hey dirty fighting is still fighting, granted I don't care for it.
Crimson: Couldn't have happened to a nicer piece a shit..
Jay: -He runs over and picks up his skate board and makes a run towards the Team Z stable- Hey guys!
Spike: The hell you think you're doing here?
Jay: Participating in this tourney... I came to win!
Spike: Is that so? Did you not notice that you were horribly outclassed by that stupid Ronaldson guy? Did you not see previous rounds with guys like Touramus, Shane Kido, That Lilicia chick, and god forbid, me!
Jay:....You mad bro?
Crimson: I think he's worried..
Jay: Oh.. yeah that makes more sense.. Look man I been in a few scraps, I ain't gonna lie I been beaten a lot, and I won very few times... But it's different tonight..
Spike: How so Ardie?
Jay:... Because... I'm back up to the wall man... -He starts looking straight down to the floor- I had a rough day today..
Quake: Soooo you needed to beat up people to feel better?
Jay: Don't act like you don't know! I'm here for the million! My whole life my family and I have had to live like rats in a shit hole. I'm tired of it!
Spike: We've all been there, Ardie..
Jay: It's not the same! My Dad... he has cancer! He's been fighting it for years now! He's now saying he's going to stop getting the chemo because it's costing us too much.. He won't last much longer without it. My Mother.. She's working two jobs, by the time she gets home she only sleeps for like two hours and has to get back out there! My little sister and brother haven't had a good dinner in six years.. I just got fired from my job today! I don't even understand why! The manager was up my ass for what? Trying to help that girl yesterday! He said I was trouble because I tried stepping to that Quicksilver guy! Now that whole block won't even think of hiring me! I literally broke down in the streets! On my knees crying to god, asking why I had to deal with this shit. The people just passed me by shaking their heads like i was just another loony! They don't know my god damn story!
Crimson: Truly a broken situation for you Ardie..
Spike: So how the hell did you even find out about this place and the money?
Jay: When I was busy crying like a bitch.. Some guy walked up to me asking if I wanted to make an outrageous amount of money.. Naturally I accepted his offer and I was led to a warehouse where I had to fight a whole lot of other dudes. Somehow I managed to come out alive and on top. I was then directed to this venue.. I stood back watching you guys fight. I didn't want to reveal myself to you guys because I knew you'd all try and talk me out of it. It's too late now though. I won! I'm going to win it all!
Spike: You really think any of us are gonna roll over for you?
Jay:..No, and honestly I have full intentions on beating anyone, even if it's you! I have no more choices here! If I win my mother can retire early! My little brother and sister will never go hungry again, and I'm pushing hope but maybe a big enough donation to cancer research can produce a miracle. A miracle is what I need right now...
Quake: .... Hey you know what! As a man who knows what it's like to barely scrape by in life.. I promise that if I win.. eh when I win tonight.. I'll donate money to you man. Even you Spike. A million is a lot of money, and with smart enough handling can last for a very very long time. Hell two hundred fifty thousand dollars is more than enough for me to get Stephanie out of that apartment and into college.
Jay: You'd... You'd do that for me?
Quake: Hell yeah! A friend of Spike is a friend of mine!
Jay: Thank you... Quake.. Thank you..
Spike: ...Yeah Quake, You're always so quick to donate money to others..
Quake: Shit money comes and goes man. It ain't no big deal to me. I just wanna help out the few people in life who mean something to me ya know.. Now if you dudes excuse me. I've got my first match to win! -He turns his back and starts heading towards the pit-
RS: Aight you guys! You ready for this? The last round of the prelims! After this is the quarters baby! So lets start this shit! Round 8! Our first fighter, is a god damn super star up in here. We've watched him debut as the snot nosed punk who talked alotta' shit, to the undefeated street fighter who talks even more shit! That's right yo! Fighting right out of New York, New York! Holding the banner of the Team Z brand as it's most well known fighter. He's currently holding an underground record of 216 - 0!! Quinton "Earthquake" Anderson!!!!
Quake: -He runs out of the crowd jogging around the pit saluting and shouting at all of the crowd members- Hey, Hahaha! Alright! RS what it do man?
RS: Doin aight homie! Been waitin for this match all night!
Quake: It's only fitting that Spike opens a can of whoop ass to rev up the crowd and I come on in for the main event. Hahaha!
RS: You said it man! I'm fuckin psyched!
-meanwhile atop by the S.F.U.'s throne-
Serpent: How are you enjoying the tournament so far sir?
Quicksilver: ....Honestly... I'm getting angry... I lost a huge sum of money on that shit, Spike Fierce... Then Braddok get's fucked by that little baby faced Muay Thai prick... And Harry cost me a bundle as well... But you know what? It's all about to change...
RS: Aiiight!! His opponent.. He's quite a mystery. He only appeared on the street fight scene last week. He's under the Quicksilver brand! He's currently undefeated as well. He is "The Archfiend" Belial!!!
Quicksilver: Tch... -He snaps his fingers-
From the same back staircase that the suits came down from, heavy foot steps are heard stomping down. Belial emerged from the back room and slowly walked towards the pit. Members in the crowd quickly scattered and opened a walkway for him. His sheer presence was sending fear and chills down the crowd's spine. Everyone fell silent and simply marveled at this giant monster's entrance to the pit. Belial reached the middle of the pit and looked down on Quake peering right into his eyes with the evil glow in his mask.
Quake's happy expression quickly turned serious and his face grew stern and he glared right back into those glowing red eyes. He stepped forward trying to get in his face. They were what normally be chest to chest when two individuals stare down but Quake was eye level with Belial's neck. He continued to stare at him both fighters refusing to show any intimidation.
Crimson: Look at the size of that guy...
Spike: He make's Quake look.... normal...
Crimson:... (The hell is this feeling.. his presence... it's scaring me. I'm not even the one fighting.. No.. I'm scared for my friend.. This is no fighter.. It's a monster..)
Spike: When was the last time Quake was ever the smaller fighter?
Crimson: Never.. This is going to be a whole new ball game for him...
RS: Holy shit!! Man will you mofos look at this!! This like some Hogan Versus Andre shit! Let me remind ya'll Quake is not a small man! Though the presence of this Belial makes him look like the teenager he really is. My god I am excited for this one! Are you two ready!?
Quake:... Yeah... I'm ready..
Belial:..... -He nods-
RS: Shit.. Round 8!! Quake versus Belial!! Fight!
Quake: -He quickly shoves Belial back away from him- What?
Belial: -He stumbles backwards a bit and simply stares down his opponent-
Quake: What? You got nothin to dish out? Don't tell me you're all looks! -He starts stomping the ground-
-The crowd starts to follow and begins stomping as well and soon enough the whole venue is shaking like an earthquake was going-
Quake: You feel that? Welcome to the big times chump!
Quicksilver: Belial!!! Crush him!!
Suddenly Belial's eyes glow for a second and he begins jetting towards Quake. Quake sees him coming and decides to run at him and collide with a shoulder block. Belial runs right over Quake sending him rolling across the ground. As Quake recovers to his knees Belial was already in front of him again. He wrapped his hands around his throat and started to strangle him. He pulled him up to his feet and soon lifted him off the ground crushing his neck in his deadly grasp. Quake answered back wrapping his hands around Belial's neck trying to choke him back. It seemed useless as Quake was losing air and Belial seemed impervious to his attempt. Quake then released the hold and started to attack the elbow joints of Belial with vicious axe handles. Belial then whipped Quake across the pit. He crashed into the concrete and rolled to his feet gasping for air.
Belial ran in at him and threw a massive kick. Quake caught his massive leg with both arms absorbing a huge amount of shock. He groaned in pain for a second, but then whipped Belial by his leg right over his own head and straight into the ground. Quake then whipped him again over his head and slammed him into the ground. He attempted a third throw but Belial viciously kicked him off with one mighty thrust of his captured leg. Quake was sent stumbling to the ground again.
Quake quickly jumped back up to his feet and sprinted over to the recovering Belial. He unloaded a huge clothesline that would normally send an opponent straight into the ground flipping several times over. Belial however was hardly shaken. Quake's eyes widened in surprise and he then struck him over and over with more strong right punches, but Belial simply absorbed every hit. Belial blasted Quake with a vicious clothesline of his own sending his head bouncing off the ground. Quake rolled around holding his head.
Belial grabbed Quake by the back of his head and pulled him right back up to his feet by his hair. Quake turned around and tried punching him again this time attacking the body. Belial answered with a strong headbutt and again Quake was driven into the ground.
Spike: Shit.... What's with this guy? You can't take cracks from Quake and just keep trekking like it ain't nothin..
Crimson: That's true... This Belial refuses to ever defend himself.. Like he feels nothing..
Sakuya: He's some kind of Juggernaut..
Crimson: That's for sure.. He was slammed into the ground twice by Quake, and he was pummeled by so many punches already...
Spike: Anyone stupid enough to let that happen would be dead by now...
Belial stomps his giant foot right into Quake's face. He then grinds his boot into his face. Quake is heard screaming in pain under the boot. His hands grab the massive boot but to no avail he can't get it off of him. Belial continues to smash his face in. Belial lifts his foot up and drops it down again. Quake sees it as a blessing and rolls away quickly. He stumbles to his feet and turns on a dime sprinting again towards the massive foe. Quake nails Belial with what should have been a spear, but again the monster remains a stalwart wall and shows no signs of damage. Quake then locks his hands around Belial's back and lifts him off the ground planting him into the concrete with a Northern Lights Suplex. Quake rolled over and stood up again.
Belial twitched and started to move again. Quake was losing his mind. For an opponent to so easily recover from multiple vicious attacks was unheard of for the young fighter. He quickly ran over to Belial and mounted him, then began to punch him as hard as he could right in the face. Though with the tough mask, going for head shots wasn't the best tactic. Belial absorbed more punishment and simply backhanded Quake right off his body. Quake was sent rolling with one hit again. Belial continued to march like he was unharmed even after eating a buffet of Quake's hard hits. Quake reached his feet and ran at Belial again. He started unloading his strongest punches to his mid-section. Belial swung back, his attacks clearly more powerful but much more sluggish. Quake evaded his punches and continued to execute his own strikes on the body of the big monster. Belial landed a hit right on Quake's chin. Quake stumbled back for a bit but went right back in for the offensive. Belial also continued to swing. The two started to just wail on each other like a good old fashioned slug fest. However Belial was still holding an advantage. Not only were his attacks hitting harder he was pushing Quake back. Before he realized what Belial had done, Quake's back hit a support beam. Belial now had him trapped against a wall. Even when Belial missed an attack and struck the concrete pillar he showed no sign of pain and continued to attack. Quake was doing his best to avoid the hits and continue an offense but not only did it seem useless he was finding it harder and harder to escape Belial's punches. Belial's sheer size prevented Quake from slipping out of any direction. Should he sway one way His long reach would grasp him and shove him right back into the no comfort zone. It became apparent that this was Belial's favorite offensive tactic.
Quake took vicious shot after shot. Soon he stopped throwing his own punches and just tried to cover himself up. Belial Continued to punch Quake right in his open areas. When he covered the face he attacked the body, when he covered the body he attacked the face. Belial was relentless in his attack and when Quake actually started to drop down he grabbed his throat and held him up so he could continue beating him. Quake's arms dropped and he was no longer defending himself. RS saw this and quickly jumped in to stop the beating. He shouted "Stop!" over and over again. Finally he managed to get Belial off of Quake and RS checked up on him.
RS: Yo Quake! Shit man... If you can't muster any more offense I'm gonna stop this match..
Quake: -Cough- Ugh... No... No way... -He leans against the pillar and tries getting up-
Spike: Shit... He's not gonna quit..
Crimson: Nope...
Sakuya: He's gonna get killed if he keeps this up!
Spike: ....Have a little faith will ya...
Quake: Aaaaaarrrgh!!! -He runs at Belial and kicks him right between the legs- Hmm
Belial: .... -He remains unresponsive-
Quake: You have no balls?
Belial: -He backhands Quake into the ground again-
Quake: Ugh... -He tries getting up- Okay... You wanna play like that eh?
Belial attempted to stomp the downed Quake, but he quickly rolled out of the way and crawled right under Belial. Quake then jumped onto his back and locked his arms around his neck for a Sleeper Hold. Belial started to flail around. He grabbed Quakes arm and tried to pry the hold but every time he got one arm off and went for the other he already placed the first one back locking in his sleeper. Belial then began to elbow Quake's side. Quake felt the massive shock waves of pain go through him but he refused to let go of the hold. Belial for the first time was growling and groaning in what looked like some sort of concern. Belial then jumped in the air and fell flat on his back smashing Quake on the concrete below him.
"Oh God!" Quake yelled out in pain and gasped for the air of fleeting life. His grip loosened for only a second but his instincts kicked in and he locked the hold in tighter. He then tried locking in his legs for the body stretch but Belial threw his legs off and simply sat up. Everyone in the crowd couldn't believe how easy he was making this look. Belial like nothing stood up to his feet carrying a two hundred sixty pound man on his back trying to choke him out. Belial then began running at full speed towards one of the support beams and turned slamming Quake right into it smashing him again under a rock and a hard place. After bouncing off the pillar Belial did a front flip and splashed back first again into the ground. Quake's grip was almost completely lost.
Belial sat up again and Quake's Sleeper Hold was nearly gone. He barely clung to his huge neck. It now looked like he was a kid hanging on to his parent, if only that were the tender case. Belial grabbed Quake's arm and swung him over his body again slamming him into the concrete. Belial dropped to his knees and started to pummel him into the ground. Quake was eating attacks. His legs hopped off the ground every now and then when he was hit hard enough. His arms tried to guard himself but they just dragged on the ground. For the second time in this fight RS has ran up to the monster and pulled him off Quake.
RS: Yo! Anyone still home?
Quake: -He coughed while trying to talk but only incoherent babbling was made out of it-
RS: I'm ending this man!
Quake: The hell you are! -He grabs his arm- You end this? I'll end you!
RS: But Quake! You gotta face it! You're outmatched man!
Quake: I don't care! I'm not going out like that! If he wants to win so bad! Wait for me to be dead next time you check on me! -He slowly rises to his feet. He rips off the half peeled bandage from his face revealing the scar and pulls off both of his shirts and whips them into the ground- If I had zero percent chances of winning, I'd make a one percent and then you bet your ass I would take those odds and knock down the ninety nine percents that said I can't win or die trying!!
-The crowd ignites in response to Quake and again begin stomping up and earthquake to try and rev him up-
Quake: If I ever went down like a punk, everyone who's ever believed in me would be getting hit just as hard as I would..
RS: I don't know about that man..
Quake then rushes in again and goes for a flying shoulder tackle. Belial sees his attempt and drives a vicious big boot right into his face. Quakes body flips backwards in mid-air and he crashes face first into the unforgiving pavement of the pit. In pain he kicks his feet on the ground and keeps pumping his hands to try and keep his mind conscious. He's never been in so much pain in his life. Letting go of consciousness was easy for him to do at this point but he refused to let himself take the easy ticket to excuse this beating.
Belial sat back and watched him struggle to climb to his feet. It would seem his patience wore thin for he kicked Quake across the ground like a flat soccer ball. Quake rolled across the ground, his distance from Belial was a bit relieving, but he knew that he was walking over to continue torturing him.
Spike: Quake!!
Quake: -Over the once again silent crowd, Quake heard his friend call out to him and he looked over to the stable-
Spike: -He threw the very same brass knuckles that just helped him win his impossible odds match-
Quake: -As the knuckles flew towards him he caught them firmly in his palm and quickly tried to slip them on-
Belial continued his march and Quake hurried stumbling back to his feet. Quake saw the monster approaching him and sat waiting for his opening. Belial reached Quake and tried to grab hold of his face with his massive palm. Quake threw a mighty right cross right into the side Belial's face. It was the same area Rayna had struck with the pipe. The left side of the mask now broke apart showing dead, damaged and putrid looking skin. Belial shook for a second and Quake unloaded another right straight to the jaw, then a left to the gut, another right to the chest, a left hook, and finished his combo with a strong uppercut to the chin.
Belial stumbled backwards but still refused to fall. Quake went in to try and finish his business with another haymaker to his face but Belial caught his fist with his hand and his head snapped back into place staring a hole through Quake's face. The demonic red eyes glowed and steam shot through the breathing holes still on the right side of his mask. Quake then threw another punch and Belial caught his other hand. Belial then applied pressure to his fist and pushed Quake down to his knees.
Quake was screaming in pain as Belial crushed his hands. Belial then released his left fist and then grasped the right fist now with both hands he was now trying to turn his hand to dust. "Ahh No don't!" Quake shouted as he then started to try prying and punching at the monster's hands with his free fist.
Belial grunted loudly and like before that sound of bones breaking shot through the venue was followed by the loud cries of pain from Quake. Belial yanked the knuckles off his hand and crushed it in his palm releasing it as a bent up piece of metal.
Spike: What the fuck!?
Crimson: ....
Sakuya: Ooohh my god! Somebody stop this already!
Belial looked down on Quake again seemingly as if he was actually offering him a chance to breath, or maybe just enjoying the pain he caused. Quake's eyes were tearing and he looked over at the giant monster and the glowing red eyes. Quake's expression changed to a look of pure hatred and before Belial even knew anything, Quake jumped to his feet and drove a ramming headbutt right into his gut. Belial was surprised and was shaken for a second. Quake then backhanded him with his left hand still equipped with the brass knuckles. Belial turned holding his face. Quake saw this and like a shark smelling blood preyed on the opportunity. He wrapped both arms around him and locked his hands. He screamed again in pain and rage with everything he had left. Quake lifted the monster off the ground and planted him into the pavement with a German Suplex.
Belial was folded like a used up wallet and Quake was on the ground breathing the sweet breath of victory. He held his arm and slowly sat up. RS ran over and checked on Belial.
RS checked his responses and when he grabbed his arm he saw the black abyss in his mask's eye sockets ignite in that horrific red glow. "Whoa shit!" RS shouted.
Belial swatted RS away rolling him across the floor and he sprung to his feet. Quake had just reached his feet. Before he could do anything he felt Belial's monstrous arms wrap around his body and grip him tightly. Quake yelled in reaction as his feet left the ground. Belial delivered a German Suplex of his own Smashing Quake right into the ground. It was now Quake with his feet in the air and head planted in the concrete. Belial stood back on his feet and looked down on the destruction he caused. Quake was no longer making loud noises of pain, he was no longer twitching in pain.
Sakuya: Oh my god!! -She runs from the stable and straight into the pit-
Spike: Hey don't.. Ahh jeez....
Crimson:...He might be dead...
Spike: What?
Jay: Oh man!
Sakuya reached Quake and started to inspect him. She pulled his legs back down and began checking his breathing and pulse. Belial continued to watch he took a couple steps closer and Sakuya stood up and got between the two bodies.
Sakuya: That's enough! He's done. K.O.! You get it? Go go away! You won!
Belial: -He grabs her arm-
Sakuya: Hey! -She kicks his arm away- Knock it off!
Belial: -He then grabs her throat-
Sakuya: Ahhh!!
Spike: Hey!!! -He runs into the pit-
Bursting through the front row of people Spike runs straight up to Belial and pries his hands off of Sakuya and begins pushing him back. "You need to back the fuck up!"
Crimson and Jay both followed close behind and took a stance beside Spike both looking ready to fight. Belial stared at the three fighters and took a step forward. Quicksilver shouted from his throne. "Belial!"
Beilial froze and RS was finally back over by Quake checking on him with Sakuya.
RS: Quake... has been dropped. Your winner is Belial...
-The crowd erupted in a mixed reaction-
Quicksilver called Belial over and sat back on his throne. Belial slowly walked away but looked back staring directly at Spike. Their eyes locked and the two began staring each other down. The monster continued until he left the pit and reached his stable.
Jay and Spike both lifted Quake off the ground and carried him back to the Team Z stable. Heather ran over from the bar with a stretcher. They laid his unconscious body down and Sakuya quickly began working on him.
Heather: My god... Is he gonna be okay?
Sakuya: Oooohh.. I don't know... His hands broken.. Lord knows what sort of head trauma he suffered.. Hopefully his neck and back aren't broken. He's breathing normally. That's the only good sign so far... -She opens her huge bag and starts cleaning all of his wounds-