Roleplay:The Blitz Pit World Tournament ~2013/The First Round

"Laaadiieees aand Gentlemeeeen! The World Tournament is about to begin!" The MC shouted into the speaker. The audience roared with excitement, filling the large dome with cheers and shouts for their favorite fighters. The announcer stood on a large, square platform in the middle of room. The platform was made up of traditional stone tiles of a dusty tan color. Down on the ground surrounding the ring was a floor of sand, and the short walls surrounding the area separated it from the audience. There are stairs on both sides of the ring for the opposing fighters to enter.

"Our opponents have been chosen! But before that, let's go over our rules!" The MC cleared his throat as he held up a sheet of paper to read aloud.

Rules
"This is a one-on-one, last man standing battle of strength and endurance. The goal is to knock your opponent unconscious, or otherwise render them incapable of fighting back. Those downed will have a 10 second countdown to stand back up, before disqualification. Anyone who lands outside the ring will also be disqualified.

If you must fight with a weapon, then please use a simple, non-lethal one if possible. There will be no weapons with the risk of immediately killing your opponent; Guns are especially taboo. If you should unfortunately kill your opponent, you will be disqualified. Please also try to fight with your own strength; No power boosting items allowed."

The MC adjusted his glasses, slightly. "And also, please try not to pull any hair, ears, tails, or noses. You'll be called out on those offenses as a foul. Three fouls and you're disqualified."

(IMPORTANT NOTICE: Instances of godmodding will also count as fouls.)

"And that's it! Now, let's bring out our opponents!" The announcer shouted with excitement.

Match 1: Freezle the Echidna VS Pearl The Echidna ~Winner: Pearl
Freezle walked into the arena. As the crowd cheered, he thought just how much he wanted to tell them to shut the heck up. All the noise was flowing into his brain and sticking like light particles in a black hole. "This Pearl better be a challenge." he muttered. "Cause I'm not in the mood for another Agniphobic."

"Alright ladies and gentlemen! The first match is about to begin!" The MC yelled into the mic, causing the crowd to cheer even louder--much to Freezle's dismay. "In this corner we have Freezle the Echidna! A Pyro-and-Cryokenetic man from Empire City!" He gestured his hand toward the approaching echidna while looking toward the audience. "And over here, we have the younger sister of one of our top fighters: Pearl the Echidna!" He turned and gave the same outstretched hand toward the pink echidna skipping excitedly onto the ring.

"Now that you're here, lemme just go over the rules real quick." The announcer spoke in a quieter tone, before repeating the list of rules from earlier. "With that said, are both fighters ready?"

"Hang on." Pearl dug in her pocket and pulled out what appeared to be a long red string. She wrapped it around her forehead once head and tied it in the back, revealing it to be a martial arts headband. She promptly took a fighting stance before stating "I'm ready."

Freezle was sorting through all the noises in his head to wonder what the man just said. It took only a few second. "Yes." he said. "I'm ready."

"Alright then. With both fighters ready, let's begin!" The announcer stepped away, giving them enough space to fight. The audience quieted down to a dull roar, most simply wanting to be able to hear what was about to go down in the ring.

Pearl gestured for him to make the first move.

Freezle looked at her. She was a pink Echidna, and she had an exceptionally high level of power. The echidna thought for a half second, and came up with his strategy. The noise of the thousands of people watching was hurting him. "Focus." he thought. His fist glowed red, and Freezle immediatly threw a punch at the air. Out of his fist came a large line of red flames charging straight at Pearl.

Seeing his fist glow, she anticipated something was coming up. When the fireball was unleashed, she quickly side-stepped to avoid it. At the same time, she tried to close in the distance between the two, albeit slightly.

Freezle was impressed with the girl's ability. He also noticed that she was slightly closer, and knew that she was likely to be a mid-to-short range fighter. Freezle decided he had to keep her at bay, and then started to freeze the moisture midway through the battlefield, creating layer of ice about 8 feet tall and 3 feet thick. The wall stretched most of the battlefield.

Pearl looked up at the wall, both surprised and baffled. What was he doing? She cautiously approached the wall and knocked on it, testing it's thickness. Confirming that it was far too thick for her to break normally, she took a couple of steps back and stared directly at Freezle. "What're ya trying to pull?"

Freezle looked back at her through the wall and rolled his eyes. "I'm not an idiot." he stated. "Telling your opponent your strategy is like telling your boss you blew up his car. It's an idiots move." He had enough data now. She obviously was suspicious of hm forming a plan, but he simple made the wall to test her abilities. And it worked.

She pouted, feeling somewhat offended by that remark. But she had better things to be worrying about. Why would he erect an 8 foot wall of ice in the beginning of a match? And what could she do about it? She knew she couldn't break it. Going around it would risk a ring-out should he try to stop her, and going above? That didn't seem like an option right now. She didn't have much choice other than to wait.

Freezle tapped his foot. He needed only a bit of watching this girl to realize that she obviously had less power than he had hoped. He decided to do a quick scan of the battlefield. He put on his goggles, and checked the tempature, air pressure, and moisture level. He then came up with his battle strategy.

"Uhhh..." The announcer looked back and forth between the two, wondering what was going on.

After checking her surroundings for what felt like the 7th time in a row, Pearl gave a frustrated and impatient huff. "Geez...Fine then, if that's how he wants to play." She walked over to the ice wall and pounded against it with both hands several times over, causing the whole thing to shake lightly. She took a step back, and then rammed into it, hoping that the wall wasn't frozen to the floor and would begin to slide forward.

Freezle looked to Pearl. Her efforts were in vain, as Freezle always took as much as he could into account. He then walked foward, and held his hand up. The wall started to melt into water, drenching the stadium floor.

As the wall weakened and melted, Pearl soon realized that it would be weak enough for her to get through. After taking a couple of steps back, she charged forward and made a great leap toward the center of the wall, slamming her foot into it with enough force to bring the whole thing down on top of him.

Freezle jumped back and rolled. This allowed him to avoid getting crushed by a few inches. By this point, the wall was completely melted, causing the stadium floor to become soaked in water. "Nice try Pearl." he said in a slightly sarcastic tone. "But you missed."

She didn't stop there. As the whole wall came down, she only closed the distance in between him. By the time it had melted, She had landed and was already close enough to attack. She threw a couple of quick punches, followed by a spin kick and an elbow jab aimed at his gut.

While Freezle easily saw that action coming, he was helpless to dodge it. Each of the punches hit him, dealing a tiny bit of damage that added up. However, the Echidna covered his fists in fire. She knocked him back with the gut jab, but Freezle stood his ground and punched back. If it hit, it would leave a nasty suprise.

Pearl didn't have time to block, but instead shifted her head just enough to avoid taking the blunt of the blow. The attack grazed her cheek, leaving a slight burn. Quickly, she whirled around and dealt a sweep kick and attempted to follow up with an uppercut; an attack that would send him airborne if both hits connected.

As Freezle's punch reached it's apex, the flame turned to a frosty mist and Freezle covered his hands in ice. While at this point it would be impossible to dodge Pearl's strike, he could still Parry. He attempted to bring his icy fist down on Pearl's face. Fortunately for her, it wasn't too hard to stop the attack from reaching it's destined point with her arm already raised from the uppercut. She managed to catch his wrist and send a jab toward his chest.

Freezle was hit right in his sternum. He doubled back in pain, falling on the ground, sliding a bit away from Pearl due to the water on the ground. The Echidna now looked rather peeved, and got up as fast as he could. His hands starts glowing with Cryonic energy.

Pearl performed a single backflip and handspring to clear a bit of distance between them. She feigned a couple of swings as she returned to her battle stance. So far, so good! She thought to herself.

Freezle smashed the ground with great force, causing it to fracture. As soon as he did, the Cryonic energy on his fists disspeared. Less than a second later, numerous razor sharp icicles of great size started to sprout of of the ground at rapid speed.

Pearl's eyes widened as she realized what was happening. She jumped backwards, somewhat expecting the ground to freeze over and trap her feet or his attack to appear directly under her. When she saw just how fast and many icicles there were, she knew that she wouldn't be able to dodge them all. It was all she could do to keep away from them, but that wasn't enough. As she dodged one directly in front of her, another shot up behind her and, though it failed to actually cut her, still knocked her off her feet and into the one in front of her. She clung onto the icicle, hoping to avoid any newer ones sprouting up as long as she was there.

Freezle flaoted up by creating a current of hot and cold air below him. He then looked around the battlefield, and saw Pearl clinging to an icicle for dear life. He smiled, knowing he was in a good position. "Ready to give up Pearl?" he asked, having his fingers in the position that one has right before snapping them.

Pearl glared up at him, almost in disbelief. "Hate to disappoint you, but I'm far from finished with you!" She yelled back. She then thrust herself off of the icicle and toward the other. Planting her feet and a single hand against the base of it, she lept off and aimed to land against another one closer to him. Upon reaching the icicle closest to him, she struck the top of it just hard enough to break it off. She climbed up and stood on the top, holding the broken point in her hand and ready for whatever he had in store for her.

Freezle kept smiling. He snapped his fingers, and an instantaneous shift in the heat came up. The icicles quickly started to melt, causing the area to flood with water. Freezle landed on the ground, unable to keep flying.

Noticing this immediately, she flung the chunk of ice in her hands toward his face and slid down the side of the icicle. By the time she reached the floor, a large puddle had already begun to form. She turned and plowed both of her hands into the side of the icicle, being made easier with the sudden rise in temperature weakening it. With a great display of physical strength, she managed to lift the dripping icy mass above her head. It took her a moment before she followed through with her attack. She hurled the icicle through the air with all her might, aiming to crush Freezle under it.

Freezle was hit by the icicle, and took severe damage immediately. As he got up, he saw the large icicle flying at him. He quickly threw a punch foward, and hit the icicle, causing it to instantly liquify. He looked around. The ground was soaked. His held his fingers in a snapping position once more.

By the time he got rid of the large icicle, Pearl was long gone from her current spot. Instead, she had leapt into the air after it and was now descending down upon him from directly behind where the icicle had once been with her fist cocked back. She put all her strength behind the following attack, and the added force of gravity would make it even more crippling; she aimed to pound her fist into his head as hard as she could.

Freezle barely managed to dodge this attack. He had realized Pearl was fast. He could only stall her, so if she managed to get to him, it would be a disaster. However, he had his final move planned. He knew that said technique did not have a 100% chance of winning him this battle, but he was going to try. "You nearly beat me." he said mockingly. "But no cigar." he carefully watched the girl for her movements.

Pearl's fist instead slammed into the ground, causing it to crack slightly. She took a moment before standing back up to catch her breath. She rubbed her knuckle, watching him cautiously. It was then when she realized that if she kept up her assault, she could have landed a few more blows. But she needed to take a breather after that last stunt. Still, she now knew that it was dangerous to give him the initiative. In a moment, she returned to her battle stance and said, "I'm just getting started."

Freezle chuckled. "Let's see how much longer you can keep that up." he said. He then pointed a finger, and a mist of cold energy came out in a cone of cold energy. It was aimed in a cone in a thirty foot diameter.

She didn't really know what he was planning, but made an attempt to circle around to his back, keeping away from the mist by moving away from it.

Freezle knew he was being flanked. But the cone of cold froze a large area on the ground. He turned around in an attempt to block whatever she was trying.

Aiming to attack from the side without ice, she quickly closed in on him and gave a quick spin kick to his side, whirling around to deal a sweep kick to his legs.

Freezle was now on the ground. He took a very hefty kick to the head. The noise of the stadium was still flooding through his head. But he simply layed on the ground.

Pearl took a step back, returning to her battle stance. "And he's down!" The announcer exclaimed. He then began the countdown. "One!...Two!...Three!..."

Freezle struggled to get up. In a bit of a struggle, he created to poles of ice to help him up. He was visibly hurt, and seem to have trouble balancing. "I'm not giving up." he said. He then spat a bit of blood on the ground. "Tell me Pearl, what are the three states of water?"

Pearl's eyebrows shot up. The question was sudden and gave her a bad feeling in her gut, but she answered anyway. "...Solid, Liquid, and Gas...? What're you getting at, here?" She moved into a defensive position.

"Specifically..." he started. "Ice, Water, and Steam." He looked at Pearl with a smile. "I'm giving you one chance to give up." he told her. "Because you Cannot dodge my next attack."

The announcer decided that this would be a good time to get off the ring entirely, after hearing that. Pearl looked a bit uneasy at first, as well. "...Well, then." She took a moment to stretch her arms up, before returning to her battle stance. "I guess that means I'll just have to tough it out." She said, a smirk slowly spreading across her face. "That is assuming that I don't take you out before you can unleash it."

After making it clear that she wasn't going to sit around and wait any longer, Pearl broke out into a sprint, heading straight for Freezle. They were only separated by a couple of feet, so it took no longer than a second for her to reach him. She unleashed a rapid flurry of punches in a merciless frenzy, sending a barrage of quick and painful blows to whichever section of his body was in her convenient reach.

Freezle needed to gather as much as concentration as possible. He could feel every bit of pain, and the subconscious analysis to the many injuries was clouding his mind. He only had one chance. He focused, trying to see the parts of his mind. In his head, he could see his ice and fire powers. He focused on his great Pyrokinetic powers, and his body started to heat up at a moderate pace. As he did, every punch threatened to break him, to tear through his focus like a flaming axe through butter. He needed to take the flame of that axe though, and use it for himself. He could only struggle to hold his concentration.

Pearl's long chain attack finally came to an end with three distinct attacks as her finisher. She sent a powerful right hook toward his face, spinning around to jab him in the gut with her left elbow, and finally bringing her right fist back toward his face with a powerful, rising uppercut which could send him airborne.

Freezle was thrown high into the air. "GAH!" he cried out as he went airborne. Pearl had hit his head multiple times, and he knew that in no way was that good. Bruises and a blood covered his body. He had to focus. In his head, the image of his fire powers started to dim. "NO!" he screamed in his head. He had to focus. The flames grew bright once more, and then went from orange, to yellow, to blue. He could hear the noise of a door opening inside his head. As this happened, Freezle became trapped in a sphere of flames.

How long he could hold this for, or how long damaged he'd be after this, but he had to risk it. If this didn't work, he'd lose. He started to focus within the sphere of fire. He could feel the blood on his body dry up, and a warm cover his body. He started to invoke his latent fire powers through Overflame. It was his ace in the hole. By focusing, he could unlock the six gates of fire. At this point, he wouldn't dare go past two. He could only hope he managed to open one.

After dealing what she'd hoped to be the finishing blow, Pearl made a three-point landing on the floor, expecting to see her opponent fall in front of her. But he didn't. Suddenly, she felt an intense heatwave above her head. She looked up and saw the sphere of flames hovering high above, and sprung back to her feet in surprise. "What the--...Is that him..?" She asked herself silently. She backed up a safe distance, feeling a bit uneasy. She didn't know what exactly he was planning to do in there, but there was little she could do about it right now. There was one crazy idea that came to mind on how to finish the match right here and now, but it was risky. Then again, so was letting him finish charging up whatever was coming. She took a defensive stance, thinking over her options while never letting her eyes off of him.

The shield of flame started to shrink, it covered Freezle's body in flames, and the echidna became a silhouette of fire. Inside Freezle's brain, fire flowed through his mind and soul, empowering him. The blood in him dried and evaporated. As the fire cleared, Freezle's spines were now wthi a flaming pattern. His eyes glowed with elemental fire wisps. His body glowed orange. He had unlocked LV 1 of Overflame. He floated gently in the air, supported by flames below him. "Time..." he started. "To end this." he put his hands out, and became surrounded by wisps of fire.

Pearl bit her lip. It looks like instead of unleashing a powerful attack, he had instead undergone a transformation. Even though she had enough strength to go on for quite a while longer, she had a feeling that the tides were just about to make a drastic turn in his favor if she didn't do something; At this rate she wouldn't even be able to get close to him. She clenched her fists tightly, knowing that there was only one way she'd have a chance at matching this new turn of events. "Alright...I won't hold back, either then." She declared. Her hair began to drift and flow as if a gentle breeze had blown past them. She focused on getting a grasp on her own energy, and bringing it out. Her muscles tensed, her expression hardened, and a soft glow began to form around her. She crossed her arms in front of her, and whipped them outward as a blast of energy surrounded her. The soft glow was immediately changed into a powerful white aura. Though her physical features didn't seem to have changed, she definitely appeared to be bringing out her full strength. "This battle's only just getting started."

The wisps of fire around Freezle started to rain down on the ground, each seemingly melting into the floor. If Pearl's eyes where to watch them, she'd see that the floor was infact covered in chunks of ice and coated with water. Frrezle smiled. "Last Chance Pearl." he muttered, holding his hand out.

"Need I repeat myself?" She took on a battle stance, ready for anything he could dish out.

"Below you." Freezle said as he snapped his fingers. The water at the ground was starting to heat up significantly, now feeling like a warm bath.

Now she knew that there wasn't a second to waste. She burst into another sprint, much faster than before. With every step splashing in the warming water, She closed in on him at an alarming rate, preparing to attack.

Freezle poured more power into his attack, causing the water to quickly boil. Pearl was now very close to him, and he needed to prepare for a flurry of attacks if needed.

This time, however, she had a less frantic attack in mind. Her foot stomped down into the boiling hot ground just before she lunged toward him. She performed a quick aerial somersault before thrusting her fist toward his face with brutal force.

Freezle made no effort to dodge. His face was blazing hot, and would likely burn Pearl's hand, if not create extreme discomfort. However, he was still hurt, and the pain was sering (no pun intended). The water started to turn to steam, and Freezle smiled wickedly.

There was no time left. Her body was beginning to burn up. She had no choice but to try and finish him off right here and now, whether it was a knock out or a ring out. In her desperation, she sprung up high into the air, her jump height increased by her High Tension state. She looked down at Freezle, focusing all her energy into her fist. What she was about to do was something she had never tried before--and possibly something she wasn't ready TO try. "At this point, it's all or nothing." She told herself as her arm began to glow with power. She quickly began to descend upon her opponent. "Here goes! Divine FIIIIIIIST!!"

Her attack was aimed directly at Freezle's head. Upon contact with anything, her fist would release the energy she built up in the form of an explosion. Although it didn't hold nearly as much power as her brother's version, made clear by the fact that it was a medium sized, spherical explosion rather than one that would pierce the ceiling. Still, it packed enough punch to score a clean knock-out should she get a direct hit. But even if she missed, the explosion would blow him a fair distance away, with the risk of a ring-out as well.

Freezle had only a half second to try one last thing. He focused the flames around his head, and gathered an enourmous amount of flame energy there. He could only hope to supress the damage; He had no hope of stopping the attack. He only hoped that the density of what he could gather was enough.

Her fist would have pierced right through the density of the flames, had it not set off her explosive power she had just finished building up. Putting her entire form into the attack, the following blast of energy sent her sprawling through the air, while finishing the job of getting through the flame energy with a noticeable shattering sound. The force of the explosion was enough to crack the stone floor beneath his feet. Meanwhile, Pearl landed on the far end of the ring, already back to her normal state and exhausted of strength. She could only hope that her attack finished him off.

Freezle looked right at Pearl. There was a cauterized burn right on his head. "You..." he started, his speech slurred a bit. "Hit just like my girlfriend." he said. "Except worse..." the flaming powerup went away. Freezle could barely control the energy he was generating at this point. If he were allowed to use lethal force, he would have won, but that wasn't the case. He fell down forward. "You win..." he admitted quiet, breathing heavily.

Pearl fell to one knee, feeling that she had done all she could. The agonizing pain from the searing heat was too much, and just when she thought it was over for her, it stopped. She looked up slowly, to see her opponent collapse to the floor.

The announcer climbed back onto the ring, feeling that it was safe now, and walked over to the downed echidna to check him. "...He's out cold, folks! Our winner is Pearl!" The crowd erupted into a series of cheers. Pearl was surprised, almost shocked that she actually managed to pull through. She slowly rose to her feet as the announcer headed back over to her. "That was a close call. Any comments on your first victory?" He held the mic over to her, waiting for an answer.

"I...uh...don't know how I made it through that. To be honest I was a little scared." She admitted. "But..I feel a little more confident after this win."

"I can imagine! You had us all on the edge of our seats!" The MC turned around to face the audience, as two people came in to take Freezle in on a stretcher. "And let's hope the other matches can bring us as much excitement! Don't leave those seats just yet, people. Match 2 is on it's way!"

(Jeeze Smash. That girl is tough. ~HS)

(Now you have first-hand experience with her abilities. Still, I was pretty desperate to have to bring out Divine Fist in the end, there. That's not something Smash even taught her; She just tried to mimic it. Though, had it been Smash using it there, Freezle wouldn't have been standing long enough to give any last comments. =P It was a good match, you put up a good fight. If he didn't fall from that, Pearl would have lost. That was really an all-or-nothing attack there. ~Smash The Echidna~  01:07, August 10, 2013 (UTC))

Match 2: Reikon VS Jared ~Winner: Reikon
Reikon had left the locker room and made his way to the arena.

"Ladies and Gentlemen! It's time for the second match of round one!" The annoncer shouted into the mic. "In this match, we have the powerful cybernetic bird, Reikon!" He pointed his hand toward Reikon, introducing him to the excited crowd. "And over here we have the enigmatic entity known only as 'Jared'!"

The violet-skinned man walks in from the other side, his arms under his robes so that nobody can see his selection of weaponry.

"Okay then, Let's quickly browse over the rules." The MC held up his sheet of paper once more, going over the routine.

While the rules were being stated, he was mildly disappointed to learn that lethal weapons wouldn't be tolerated. Fortunately, he had been informed that this might be the case. He took out his SP-19, a handgun version of the infamous S-19 shotgun. However, instead of using lethal rounds, Reikon had brought along L-T-L (less-than-lethal) high-impact, zero-penetration rounds. Each round would have enough punch to knock a medium sized opponent off their feet, but without causing any serious injury. He quickly checked it to make sure that it would be in working order. After confirming that everything was in order, he put the scattergun back in its holster, which was on his right hip underneath his trench coat.

Reikon then took out his katana. At first glance, it looked like an ordinary katana. However, because this would be a non-lethal tournament, Reikon was restrained from using his normal sword. Instead, he had been given an experimental steel blade that was completely blunt and incapable of cutting. However, it would work just fine for battering his foes, or blocking incoming attacks. He then put it away. The only lethal weapons he had on his person were his combat knives. However, they wouldn't be useless in this fight. Each knife had a limited stunning capability, which would come in handy for stunning, or even incapacitating, his opponents. Plus, he could use it in a pinch to defend himself from incoming attacks. After putting his katana back in its sheath, he would wait for the bell to ring.

"Alright then, are both fighters ready?" The announcer asked.

Reikon nodded and pulled out his blunt sword. "Let's get this over with." He stated as he took a battle stance with his sword pointed towards his opponent. A device came out of the side of his helmet and covered his left eye. The device glowed red for half a second, giving Reikon real time data on his status and any data on the combat situation. He would continue to wear his trench coat for the time being, until it got in the way of his movement.

The man pulls out a scope-like device of his own, then fits it around the side of his head so that the small-screen is over his right-eye. With it, he essentually goes through several data-folders to find a proper battle strategy for this situation.

Jared's search would likely be in vain, though. Reikon, and G.U.N for that matter, went to great lenghts to cover or remove any information about the cyborg's existance or abilities. Reikon wasn't sure about what to think about this guy, but one thing was for certain: he came technologically well equiped. From a distance, Reikon couldn't do much. His weapons were primarily for close range. He would have to get in close, but that would be suicide if his opponent had a few surprises hidden under his robes.

The man then takes a look at Reikon's choice of weaponry. he observes the blunt sword in great detail, then registers his gained knowledge in a folder called "Bluntkind," and begins to calculate various methods of victory given the current circumstances.

The announcer took note of the awkward silence between the two, while waiting for Jared to declare his readiness. "Mr. Jared, this isn't a staring contest. Are you ready?" He asked again, impatiently.

The man turns to face the announcer, giving him a stern face basically saying "I am busy, but yes. The match may start."

The announcer winced at the cold stare, feeling a shiver go up his spine. He cleared his throat loudly and announced, "Alright then, let the match begin!"

Reikon chose the moment that his opponent looked away to activate his stealth camoflague. He was now completely hidden from both the unaided eye and any infared sensors that his opponent might have. He would then start to silently make his way to his opponent, moving quickly but quietly. Once he was close enough, he would attempt to strike his opponent from the side with a sword swing, turning visible just as he attacked.

The man heard slight footsteps, but remained still, as if pretending to be unaware. On his device, he opens a seperate folder called "Opponent Strategy:Stealth/Blunt-kind" then quickly simulates several possible outcomes given the altered situation.

Reikon turned visible the instant he swung his sword in an attempt to hit his opponent on the back of the lower leg with enough force to bring him down to one knee. As soon as the attack connects, he would spin around quickly, using the momentum to swing his sword straight into his opponent's chest with incredible force. Becuase the blade was blunt and incapable of cutting, his opponent would only suffer a broken bone at worst.

When the blade connects, the man bursts into smoke, revealing that it was a substitute.

Reikon was taken by surprise that the opponent disappeared in a puff of smoke. Out of defensive reflex, he quickly flipped backwards in a series of handsprings and a backflips, displaying very impressive acrobatic ability. After he gained some distance from where the substitute had been, he landed on his feet and took a defensive stance, keeping his senses sharp for anything that could help him locate his opponent, or deflect an incoming attack. The device on his eye also switched between infrared and EMF (electromagnetic field) vision modes. This would allow him to see any heat signatures or electronic fields from devices. However, he got a bad feeling that Jared wouldn't show up in either mode.

The man appears behind him, brandishing a small syringe full of a peculiar liquid, then attempts to jab it into Reikon's back.

Reikon could sense something was behind him and quickly flipped sideways just before the syringe could be jabbed into his back, narrowly missing the syringe's needle. He turned around just as his feet hit the ground and quickly threw a throwing knife from the sheath on his forearm, which was hidden underneath his trenchcoat's sleeve. He was aiming for the syringe that was in Jared's hand.

The knife breaks the glass on the syringe, causing the liquid to splash onto the man's face, mainly his eyes. He doesn't really have much of a reaction at first, but then a large irritation forms in his eyes, which have now turned completely black on one and completely white on the other.

Hoping to use this to his advantage, Reikon attempts to attack by charging towards Jared and unleashing a flury of attacks from his blunt weapon. He swings with incredible speed, battering at his opponent and then attempting to finish with a backflip kick and knock him away. However, if his opponent started to recover from the affects of the liquid, Reikon would stop his barrage short and move back out of reach.

As Reikon moves closer, the mans eyes begin to glow, and when he becomes close enough, he stops covering his eyes, which then send off a powerful yet difficult-to-control beam of energy from both pupils, which at first are aimed directly at Reikon at a close distance, but then begin to move in random directions.

Reikon is about to strike when he notices the glow coming from behind Jared's hands, which were covering the man's eyes. With no time to dodge or change direction, he breaks into a slide in an attempt to avoid the attack. He also holds his sword in a defensive position while sliding to hopefully block, or even deflect, the attack. During the slide, it is possible that he might knock Jared off his feet and leave him vulnerable.

Reikon succeeds in sweeping him off of the ground, but this turns out to be counter-intuitive, as when he fell over, the man's aim was changed to directly in front of him, which as he becomes closer to hitting the ground,the beams  move closer to Reikon without notice.

Reikon manages to avoid the beam, but barely. However, he doesn't escape unscathed. The beam has a small area of affect and, while it didn't hit Reikon directly, the cyborg ninja was close enough to get harmed. However, the pain was negligible enough. As soon as his slide was complete and he was behind his opponent, he began to make another charge at Jared. If anyone was watching closely, they would have seen that Reikon appeared to have shimmered for a breif second upon charging towards Jared.

The irritation in the mans eyes ends, and the beams cease firing. The man regains his composure, and stands still, though is ready to block an attack without physically showing it.

However, just before Reikon reached Jared, a flury of attacks come from behind the man. The audience gasped as there were now two cyborg ninjas on the field. However, the Reikon that had been charging at Jared before would shimmer a bit as it ran right through Jared and the real Reikon. It had been nothing more than a hologram, a diversion to draw Jared's attention away from Reikon's real attack. After completing a series of strikes, the real Reikon would perform a sweeping kick to knock Jared to the ground.

Before that could happen, the man performs a 180-degree spin to face the real Reikon, then takes the hits, and with the last strike, gets knocked on his back.

Reikon took a defensive pose and stared down at Jared. To his surprise, his opponent wasn't trying to get up even though he looked to be concious. He waited for the announcer to start the countdown since his opponent was on the ground. Is he giving up? he thought to himself. It was hard to tell, but Reikon wasn't about to let his guard down, espcially since his opponent was hard to predict.

The announcer watched in amazement--and almost confusion--as he tried to keep up with what was going on. It took him a moment to realize that he should begin the countdown when Reikon downed Jared just now.

"That's it, folks! Reikon is the winner!" He shouted into the mic, bringing about a roar of cheers from the crowd.

Reikon stared down at his opponent with his sword drawn until the announcer declares him the winner. After hearing this, Reikon relaxes his posture, and puts his sword back in his sheath. He was somewhat disappointed that his match ended so quickly, but at least his opponent had given him a good fight. He then walks over to one side of the arena, picks up the throwing knife that he had used to break Jared's syringe, and places the knife back in its sheath on his forearm. After glancing once more back at his former opponent, he begins to make his way off the field and back to the locker rooms.

The announcer turned to speak to him, but noticed that by the time he took his eyes off the audience, Reikon had already stepped off the ring. "Huh? Uhh..." He started to look back at Jared, who gets back up, as if he had felt no pain at all, then calmly walks away. "...Well that's that, folks. Stay tuned for the next match!"

Match 3: Nudge the Lopunny VS Static Nega ~Winner: Static Nega
"Alright Ladies and Gentlemen, it's finally time for the third match to begin!" The announcer shouted into the mic. The crowd roared with excitement as he introduced the fighters. "In this corner here, we have--" He paused to look at the paper. "A..poke...ahem. We have Nudge the Lopunny!" The audience cheered as he gestured toward the side where Nudge was to arrive. "And in this corner we have...umm.." He paused yet again to look at the paper. "...We've got no info on this guy other than his name: Static Nega!" He gestured to the other side of the ring. "This is an interesting match-up, for sure!"

Static Nega looked across to his opponent, his arms kept crossed across his chest and his expression hard to read. She looked slightly more of a threat than the picture that he had seen in the locker room. Regardless, Static Nega wasn't about to let his opponent win easily, or at all if he could help it. While disappointed that lethal attacks were prohibited, he didn't have to worry too much. His weapon was more of a battering item than an actual sword. However, he would save that for when it was needed.

Nudge took a one look at her opponent, and didn't seem the least bit intimidated. "Tsk, ain't scared a' no wannabe hero." She said as she held out what appears to be a yellow, egg-shaped, gold trimmed gem. "Black Diamond, Unlock!" She shouted as the gem flashed, and a she underwent an intricate transformation sequence, now donning an elaborate magician costume.

The stands were filled with "Oooh"s and "Ahh"s, not expecting such an elaborate performance. The announcer stared dumbfounded at the lopunny, his mind still registering what just happened. "Uhh...I take it that's your--ahem--'Battle gear', huh?" He asked.

The lopunny smirked. "Well, I guess you could say that." She said as she took off her hat, and multiple doves flew out to the audience, who all reacted with a surprised cheer.

Static Nega raised his right eyebrow. "Hmph. I thought this was a battle, not a magic show." he remarked. "Save the parlor tricks for some other time, would you?"

"Impressive! Well then, are both combatants ready?" The MC asked.

Nudge took one more look at Static Nega. "Huh, I was born ready."

Static Nega raised his left hand and looked at it for a second. Electricity coursed up and down his arm, casting a sinster orangish-red glow in a short radius. He then stopped and looked back at his opponent. "You'd better be ready for this." he said outloud. There was no need for him to say that he was ready, the look in his eyes clearly showed that he was ready to fight.

"Alright then, let the match (finally) begin!" The MC announced.

Nudge then took off her coat, and waved it infront of her, and ten musketoons appear on the ground infront of her.

Static Nega began to walk forward. As he did, his body became covered with electricity, casting a sinister orangish-red glow around him. As he moved towards his opponent, he fired a wide blast of lightning towards Nudge. The blast covered a wide range, but could be avoided if his opponent were able to jump over it or flaten herself against the ground. Immedietly after this attack, he fired another swath of electricity, this time towards the musketoons. If the musketoons had any gunpowder in them, the electricity would ignite the gunpowder and cause them to explode.

As the musketoons explode on the ground, Nudge leaps up high into the air and lands behind Static Nega. She the then takes her hat and waves it infront of her, causing eight more musketoons to fall out of her hat, and onto the ground.

Landing behind Static Nega would prove to be a bad idea. As soon as he hears her land behind him, he turns around with surprising speed and unleashes a blast of energy at her. The blast itself wouldn't do any severe damage, but it would definitly knock her back a moderate distance. At this range, the blast would be next to impossible to dodge outright. In addition to her, it knocked back a few of the musketoons as well. Once she was knocked back, he would attempt to use an electromagnetic pulse to lift the remaining guns and throw them at her all at once. Any projectile she launched at him would be caught and suspened with his electromagnetism, so long as they were magnetic in some way.

Nudge then fell to the ground as she was knocked back. She then looked around for any remaining musketoons. She then took a card from her hat and placed it onto her magic wand, turning it into a bow and arrow, and then she aimed at Static Nega and fired.

Static Nega had thrown his payload just moments before Nudge fired. One of the musketoons collided with the arrow, causing the musketoon to explode due to the unstable electromagnetic energy that was still surrounding the gun. The other guns exploded one by one in a domino effect, creating a thick smokescreen between Nudge and Static Nega. Static Nega would use this smoke screen to fire several bolts of electricity at the place where he had last seen Nudge before the smokescreen. Unlike the swath of electricity that he had first used, this attack flew faster towards its target.

Nudge could not see a thing, due to the smokescreen, she tried to hop out of the confusion, but she was struck, multiple times by the bolts of electricity. She then tried to absorb any further bolts with her soft, fluffy fur. She then took another card from her hat, and placed it onto her magic rod, turning it into a shield.

By that time, the smoke had started to clear. As Static Nega strained to see his opponent through the disappearing cloud of dust, ash, and smoke, he could see that she was now equiped with a shield. Static Nega decided not to use his melee weapon just yet. Instead, he threw what appeared to be a small pocket of orangish-red electricity, which landed a very short distance away from Nudge's left. The packet glowed brighter before it would give off a powerful discharge of electricity and a concussive blast. After he threw that, Static Nega's next move would depend on his opponents course of action.

Nudge's shield turns back into a magic wand, and she turned to her left, held up both of her hands, and fired a Shadow Ball at the pocket of electricity, and then quickly stepped back.

While she had done that, Static Nega had run up to her to deliver an attack. He had pulled out his weapon. It looked like a sword, but very different. The blade was thick, but it had a narrow gap running down the center of the sword from its tip all the way down to its hilt, turning it into two blades froming from one hilt. The blades thickened somewhat at the base of the hilt. The long, black handle of the sword was long enough for Static Nega to hold it with two hands. While the blade itself was a steelish color, the outer edges of the sword were black. And to top it all off, electricity like Static Nega's was visibly coursing throughout the blade of the sword.

(I'll post a picture of what the sword closely looks like in the talk page. ~Frost)

Nudge sook one look at Static Nega's sword, and then she lept up high into the air and the landed on the other side of the field. She the then took her hat and waves it infront of her, causing eight musketoons to fall out of her hat, and onto the ground. She then picked one up and fires, but she missed, and the tossed the gun, she then picked up another, and did the same, and continued the cycle, she appears to be missing on purpose, or is she?

Static Nega's swing had missed. He then turned to see her land at the opposite side of the arena. He began to dash towards her, this time charging up a different electrical attack, before he saw her unload with a series of shots. Static Nega didn't have enough time to dodge, but was surprised that she had supposedly missed every shot. What's she doing? he thought. He had a bad feeling about this. He continued to glow as he continued to charge up with electricity. He quickly, but cautiously, made his way forward, just in case something bad was about to happen.

Nudge stood still waiting for him to get closer to her as he made his way forward, she then lept closer to him and then delivered a powerful punch to his abdomen.

Static Nega had started to speed up towards Nudge by this time, as she had been further away. He then used his forward momentum to unleash a devastating attack. He lept over her head just as she lept towards him, just evading the punch and turning upside down in midair. He held his melee weapon to her neck as he lept over her. He would then land right-side up just behind her, with his right hand still griping his weapon as it was pressed against her neck. This would leave Static Nega and Nudge back-to-back and Static Nega's weapon choking her from the front. Following all of this in one quick, smooth motion, Static Nega used all the momentum he had gained to lean forward, pull his weapon (and Nudge with it) forward, and throw Nudge with a lot of force over his head and in the direction he was facing. During the attack, he electrified his body to deal additional damage to Nudge.

As Nudge felt the right pain of the electricity as she fell to the ground, she then struggled to get back up, but she was paralyzed by the electric attack, she then looked at where she had fired her musketoons, and grinned.

Static Nega had stored up a lot of electricity by this point. Seeing that his opponent was on the ground, he was wondering why the announcer hadn't started the countdown yet. Without warning, he felt something wrap around one leg, then both. Looking down, he was surprised to see that his legs were being tied together by a string. Quickly glancing at where the string was coming from, he saw that it was originating from the bullets that Nudge had fired from her musketoons. ''So that's why she wasn't hitting me! It was a trap.'' Static Nega thought as he realized why his opponent hadn't fired the musketoons at him.

Static Nega tried to strike the string with his weapon in an attempt to destroy it. However, he only managed to destroy about two of the stings. The remaining six (including the ones that had tied up his legs) started tying him up. Beause of the strings constircting him, he was foreced to drop his weapon. At this point, his legs were tied together, his hands were tied behind his back, and his arms were tied to his body. He appeared to have been subdued. However, he was still standing and was far from being defeated...

As Static Nega was constricted by Nudge's strings, Nudge pulled out another card from her hat, and placed it against her abdomen, and she was healed from her paralysis. She then removed her bowtie and then held out her hands and the bowtie wrapped around them, and formed a large precision lock cannon that vaguely resembles a revolver. Then took an aim at her constricted target, and prepared for her strongest attack.

Static Nega saw that she was aiming at him with a powerful weapon, but he was ready. He bent forward as he glowed a bright orangish-red for a breif moment, before straightening up and unleashing a blast of electrokinetic energy in all directions. The sheer power of the attack broke his bonds and freed him. The blast's 20 foot radius was visibly seen by everyone as a large, orangish-red semi-sphere of pure electrical power. If Nudge wasn't caught directly in the blast field, the sheer force of this move would be enough to at the very least throw her aim off target and cause her to miss. In addition to this, debris would be kicked up at the outskirts of the blast radius.

As Nudge was hit by the immense electrical blast, her cannon turns back into a cluster of ribbons and unravels apart, causing her to be thrown back by the recoil. She tried to get back up, but she was once again paralyzed, she tried to use one of her cards to heal herself, but she was struck multiple times by the flying debris. She then collapsed onto the field, and reverted back to her original form.

Static Nega was on one knee after he unleashed his attack. The sheer power of that move took a small toll on him. He looked up just in time to watch his opponent fall and revert to her original form. He closed his eyes and a smirk formed on his face. After a moment of struggling, he managed to get up on his feet and stand. He opened his eyes and extended his arm outward towards his weapon, which had been knocked to the edge of the arena by the blast. As his hand glowed a oranish-red, the weapon moved a little bit before moving along the ground back to Static Nega. After getting within about 15 feet, the weapon went airborn and the weapon flew into Static Nega's grasp. The gray feline then put his weapon back in his sheath.

The announcer peeked back up onto the ring from the edge. He quickly climbed back on and exclaimed "And Nudge is down!" as if he were watching the entire time. He began the countdown as he approached her, and checked to see if she was still conscious. "She's out cold, folks! That makes Static Nega the winner!"

The crowd suddenly erupted with cheers. Everyone was quite satisfied with the epic confrontation before them. "Congratulations on your first victory." The MC said to Static Nega, in a more indoor voice.

"I'm not planning on this being my only victory." Static Nega said as he looked at his unconcious opponent. "It's going to take more than just some cheap magic tricks to defeat me." In the back of his mind, the applause from the audience pleased him for some reason. He wasn't really sure why, but it felt good to him. ''Huh. Maybe I should do this tournament thing more often. ''he thought to himself.

"Hear that, folks? This is only the beginning!" The announcer shouted back to the audience, bursting with enthusiasm. Turning back to him, he said "We thank you both for a great match. We'll see you in round two!"

"Stay tuned, everyone! The next match won't be much longer!"

Match 4: Smash The Echidna VS Blitz the Echidna
"And now, folks, we're just about halfway through the first round." The announcer spoke. "We're moving on to the fourth match; Another duel between echidnas. Please welcome one of our famed veteran fighters; Smash the Echidna!" The audience roared with cheers and chants of his name; The blue echidna that stepped onto the ring had clearly made a name for himself around these parts. He glanced around the stadium, hoping to catch a glimpse of his friends and family in the crowd. "And our challenger! A woman named Blitz the Echidna!" The MC gestured toward the other side of the ring, welcoming the next fighter aboard.

Blitz graciously walked into the arena. She looked around at the crowd, cheering them both on, hoping for a great fight. She looked around the arena this time, hoping to figure out some sort of strategy, but she had never fought Smash, so a strategy would be hard to even get right.

Smash returned his gaze to the ring, and was actually somewhat surprised to know that his opponent was a woman. He found it interesting how the matchup's ended up, and wondered what would happen if he and Pearl were to fight in the first match.

"Alright then. Let's briefly go over the rules." The announcer said to the two, already holding his sheet of paper. He read over the rules one more time. Smash, already having memorized the rules at this point, let his eyes wander idly around the ring. He finally spotted the group of people gathered in one spot of the audience and waved to them just before the MC finished. "Alright then, are both fighters ready?"

Smash held his shoulder and wound up his arm, and repeated with the other. "Yeah, I'm ready."

Blitz gave a slight nod of her head, to show that she was ready. "Indeed I am," she said in a monotone and stern tone.

"Alright then. Let the match begin!" He officially announced.

Smash stood his ground, not even entering a battle stance. He stared for a moment, before taking a single step backward. He extended his arm out straight, his hand pointing toward her with his palm facing the ceiling, he made a single, silent gesture that could only mean one thing: "Bring it."

Blitz smirked. "Gladly." Blitz made a risky first move of lunging at Smash, her hands full of electricity bouncing around.

Smash's eyes narrowed when he spotted and heard the electricity in her arms. It would be dangerous to come in contact with them. As soon as she got in range, Smash side-stepped and made a small jump into the air. He whirled around and dealt a swift spin kick to her backside.

Blitz was rather shocked when she was kicked in the back, but she fell to the ground, fazed for a moment, feeling an immense pain in her back. After a moment, she quickly composed herself and got back up. Her hands were still vibrating with electricity and she sent an electric shock at Smash.

Smash took a step back, holding up his arms in front of him. He felt the electricity beginning to surge throughout his body, gritting his teeth as his defenses were breeched. His muscles tensed, his body emitted a faint glow, but before he could go through with his attempt to ward off the shock, it ended. Aftward, his body looked noticeably darker from the burns of the electricity, but he still stood strong. Surprisingly enough, it didn't hurt as much as he thought it would. He lowered his arms and returned to his battle stance, his expression being all he needed to tell her that she would need to do much better than that if she wanted to take him down.

Blitz stared at Smash for a brief moment, and she then started to charge at him. She stopped on front of him and quickly swiped her leg under his in attempt to knock him down, but the chances were that he would see it coming.

And that he did. He rose his foot and stomped down on her leg, stopping it in place. He then lightly kicked it away from him, barely even phased by her attempt.

Blitz was pushed back, and her leg stopped. She quickly rose to her feet and waited for him to make a move, making a defensive stance.

After that small tussle, Smash could ascertain that she wouldn't last long against him on the offensive. Now he wanted to test her defenses. He slowly walked towards her for about two steps, before suddenly bursting out into a sprint. Given that they were separated only by a couple of feet at the most, he closed in on her almost instantly. He sent a flurry of jabs aimed at every area in the top half of her body, before following up with a multitude of kicks at a similar speed. He finished this combo with a spin kick to her side, whirling around to deal an even stronger right hook to her face.

Blitz noticed his sprint, and as he started to jab at her body she attempted to block them wildly, but a few pierced into her torso, and she winced a little, but quickly regained focus. She noticed the kicks being heaved towards her, and she took a few blows to her torso, but wasn't very fazed. The spin kick hit her, as did the kick to her face, pushing her back a little, but she quickly conposed herself.

As far as he could tell, this match wasn't shaping up to be a very tough one. Smash returned to his battle stance, and gestured for her to make the next move.

Match 5: Chantrea Moldest VS Bonesy Bomber
"Ladies and Gentlemen, we are in the direct center of Round one!" The MC cried out into the mic. The audience cheered as the tournament continued. "For our next match, we have a 'Power Hedgehog'...Yes, it's Chantrea Moldest!" The cheers grew louder as he gestured over to the first corner, where she would enter. "And the challenger of this match is a--er..." His loud voice died down as he moved the mic away from his mouth. "..I-is that a skeleton or..." There as a brief pause before he put the mic back in position, "B-Bonesy Bomber!"

Match 6: Turbo the Chaos Hedgedragon VS Terrador Bellator
"And now, it's time for the sixth match to begin!" The announcer began. "We have an interesting match-up this time! In this match, we have a powerful hybrid (of some sorts), Turbo the Chaos Hedgedragoooon!" The audience cheered as he pointed to the side where Turbo was entering. "And on our other side, we have a returning challenger; The powerful geomancer, Terrador Bellator!!" The cheers exploded with excitement, as most of them remembered some of his greater matches in the past.

Turbo entered the ring. He came in with a smile on his face, but secretly, he worried about his friend. According to Freezle, the combined head trauma and all the individual noises funnelled into his mind caused him to nearly collapse. However, he was not going to let that phase him. He cracked his knuckles.

Moments after, the brown hybrid made his way into the arena. His bare feet slowly shuffled against the ground the closer he got to his opponent, his emerald eyes narrowing at the hedgedragon. As he reached a close enough distance, he stopped and assumed his fighting stance waiting for the announcer to initiate the battle. It appeared he wasn't one for formalities as he wished to start the fight here and now.

"Alright then, let me repeat the rules for you." The announcer said, his paper at the ready. He read them aloud and clear enough for each of them to understand, though seemed to be bored of saying the same thing each match. "Alright then, are both fighters ready?"

Terrador gave a simple nod in response. His markings then adorned a green glow. Moments after, the Baculum Petra donned a similar glow from within his pocket. The half foot brown staff hoisted itself from the baggy tan pants. This appeared to be a useless weapon given its size, but as Terrador placed both hands on it, the size grew to roughly 4 feet. With a few swift and impressive swings of his weapon, the hybrid readied himself for his opponent, giving him a gesture to attack.

Match 7: Bethany the Coeurl VS Zerofuse the Hedgehog
"Alriiiight, ladies and gentlemen! We're moving on to the seventh match!" The MC yelled. "So let's get right down to it! First up is the mountain lioness, Cora!" The crowd sent their cheers and applause as he introduced her. "And our other combatant is--" He suddenly coughed without warning. "Ahem, sorry. Our other combatant is Zerofuse the Hedgehog!"

Match 8: Tharros Polemistis VS Bentley the Vuerna
"Here we go, everyone! We're getting close to the end of Round One!" The announcer declared, with cheers following his excited announcement. "With the eighth match underway, we have a rare Griffin warrior--Tharros Polemistis!!" The crowds cheers changed to loud murmurs of curiosity. People form all over the world usually came for the World Tournament, but this type of appearance was unusual. "And the challenger! Bentley the Vuerna!"

Heavy taloned feet made their way into the arena. Tharros appeared relaxed and confident about his first match in this tournament. His pace was somewhat slow and leisurely. The Sky Peircer rested in one of his brown furred paws. His deep and rigid gold eyes searched for his opponent as he made it to the center of the ring.

A blonde furred vulpine strided confidently into the arena. Bentley held his staff tightly as he made his way to the middle. With his other hand, he ran his fingers through his pine green hair, smiling confidently.

Tharros looked curiously at the unfamiliar creature approaching him. He positioned himself into a slightly refined fighting stance.

"So it appears you are my first opponent. I wish you luck." The Griffin said in a somewhat friendly tone.

Bentley nodded. "As to you," he said, keeping his confident composure but somewhat shocked at how tall the Griffin was compared to himself, and his tail fire flickered a light blue.

"Okay, before we begin, let's quickly go over the rules once more." The announcer said. He didn't even need the paper to repeat them, as he'd memorized them by now. After reading over them, he asked "Are you both ready to begin?"

Match 9: Monk VS The Berserker
"After that exciting match, it's time to start the nineth one!" The announcer announced. The crowd cheered once more as he read the matchup. "Here we have someone who just goes by the name 'Monk'! C'mon out, Mr. Monk!" The audience gave an applause as he gestured toward the end of the ring where he'd show up. "Let's hope Mr. Monk is a natural born fighter, because this next opponent doesn't cut any slack! The grizzliest fighter in the Blitz Pit: The Berserker!"

The huge black bear stomped up onto the ring, shaking the ground with every step. He held a large hammer almost as big as he was over his shoulder. His narrow eyes glared at the end of the ring where his opponent would show.