Post by ghost on Aug 21, 2008 1:10:20 GMT -5
Round One:
KevMcg1 Vs Omnipresence
KevMcg1 Vs Omnipresence
Eight brawlers. Thousands of Brawlios at stake.
The first Brawl tournament had begun. The arena was standard after the preliminaries, the equivalent of maybe four school locker rooms. Tiled, hard floor stretched out in an individual square, built fresh for this solemn event. The crowd roared as the first two brawlers entered the arena, in between them was a tiny man of no more than 4"1. Despite his stature, he seemed overjoyed to be hosting the tournament, locking his arm in a wave to the crowd who, although misted by the man's height, made even louder roars of approval. The excitement was intense. Popcorn, shoes, money, tongues, forged Brawlios, wallets, even wives themselves went flying into the open grass below the stands, all quickly scooped up by the silent, brop-wielding "janitor" and pushed inside.
"Welcome to the Final 8 of our tournament. These brawlers have fought their way to the top, and are going to show you ALL what they're talking about!" Passel Roffkin, the tournament announcer shouted into his microphone, "Our first match will be..."
He paused for a moment of dreaded suspense, then perked his lips and purred, "KEV OF DEMONS!-"
The child ninja, dressed in a taupe shinobi shozuku, a space was divided between his cap and his covered mouth to make room for his nose and ears, a crimson cloth was wrapped over his forehead and clung like a bandaid, held by a demonic force. Kevin had been a little boy once, the demon inside him had turned the spite, angst, and torment in his soul into the dark weapon standing before the masses to this very day. A silhouetted blade was tucked in his shozuku, the Katana of A Thousand Demons, and a red scroll sutured to his back contained the various enchanted equipment and supplies he had gathered over his travels.
Kevin's eyes met his opponent's-
"THE OMNIPRESENCE!!!-"
-eyes for the very first time. Twin, putrid yellow pupils traced his in an oval, the two minds clashed in a battle for tact superiority. Waves of boo's and wah's ran from the stands almost as fast as the food, the Omnipresence was not a particularly favored Brawler. He had once been an evil dictator in the year 20XX, but a battle with the Sons of Erastok had resulted in his corporeal form being blasted back to, as he dubbed it, "this accursed time of senseless death and unfitted indecency".
Omni was an average man, but his appearance pinned daggers. His skin was jet black, an impossible black that seemed to occupy every inch of his body. The only other two differences of his body was his apple red pupils that doted in their sockets like kin, and his almost cruel lips that picked apart conversation like hunks of meat. He was a divine speaker, yes, and a manipulative leader, but his most dangerous factor was his insane wealth, second only to Montgomery Moneybags Jr, funder, builder, and proprietor of Brawl City.
That wouldn't help him here. Kevin knew this well, as any outside interference resulted in disqualification, and if the old fart didn't get the message, the demon ninja child was permitted to "take care" of the "assassin". That made the mental battle even more interesting, for Omni, while being a filthy rich former dictator and smooth talker, was bestowed with an incredible mind also.
"Would he really allow himself to be lured into a ploy like that?" Kevin wondered, "Or is that third rumored power of his something I should worry about?" He shook it off, drawing his demon katana as the announcer bounced out of the arena and declared, "BEGIN!"
Kevin's instincts rewinded, he recalled one of the many things the demon had taught him, handling his weapon in "grasshopper stance", pushing it back to it's tail, and chirping defensively as the enemy charged, making use of his legs for extensive jumping.
Omni winced, mocking him for his shinobi tactics. Kevin was unfaded, watching as Omni wailed his left fist into the air and charged it with a dark energy, one so much more foreign to the ninja's own. The fist punched into the arena, a shockwave of energy came slicing at Kevin's feet, he jumped and avoided it, keeping the grasshopper at bay as Omni followed him in midair.
"Hah!" Kevin yelled, swapping defense for offense as he brought the katana around in a downward stomp. Omni's speed proved remarkable, he shrimped past Kevin's stomp maneuver with ease and threw his leg back in the reverse direction, the full force shook the shinobi's senses wildly as heated air passed him, a black foot retreated just inches from his face as he landed, hanging on his weapon that was stabbed into the ground. The ex-dictator faced him, powering his fist again and swinging at Kevin, forcing the ninja off his sword and sliding out of the way.
PAWF! The energy from Omni's fist discharged, his knee raised into Kevin's abdomen before he slid into safety. Kevin groaned, watching as Omni quickly recovered from his previous attack and prepared to squash his head into nothingness.
The demon shinobi's other eye glared, an entity burned inside his expression and fell free as Kevin shook it's hand, a captor of darkness flooded him and melded the boy into the ground. The dictator, stunned by the mysterious sight, searched the grounds for his opponent, coming upon his target who was now levitating in the air inches above his sword.
Omni focused the same dark energy around his body, it hissed from his sides and gradually divided as the possessed shinobi gripped his weapon. Three more black figures manifested from the Omnipresence, escaping the confine of the energy prisms and chasing after Kevin.
The ninja danced into the air, bashing the first Omnipresence that came into sight. He twirled acrobatically, dodging aerial mid-kicks from two more Omni's before the original fell into his line of vision, preparing another "energy fist" twice the magnitude of the previous ones. The demon within the young shinobi crackled, tendrils of darkness snatched the hilt of it's weapon and returned from the ethereal realm, in time to break across the Omnipresence's hip, letting a stream of purple blood gush out from the wound.
The emperor collapsed before the Katana of Demons, clutching his side and hurriedly standing before Kevin, the boy's eyes glowed a hot red, but a voice began to whisper to him the concept of rationality.
"Kill me, boy." Omni mumbled, hacking up another blood vessel...or twenty...or maybe forty, "That thing inside you wants blood, doesn't it. I don't think it's too picky on flavor."
"I may have been given my powers by a demon." Kevin sighed, his form became more humanoid once again and his eyes returned to human sensibility, he reached out to and pulled away his sword from the ground, "But in no way am I going to be one."
Kevin turned, bidding the fallen Omnipresence farewell as the crowd quietly debated as to whether or not to cheer. From both sides of a coin, neither brawler was a particularly "nice' choice, but in the end, the crowd applauded the departing demo-shinobi regardlessly, proving him the lesser of two evils.
A shadow towered over Kevin's back.
The earth heated below him, and within seconds of blinding red light that enveloped the arena, the ninja vanished, his weapon remained with a charred metal grinding weakly from the scabbard, the hilt pulsated a wither yellow before it was grabbed by an alien hand. The demon hissed. Single-handedly, it had been out-powered by a SUPERIOR demon. A bastard swordsman at that, too.
The crowd boo'd the Omnipresence as he left the arena with his trophy, a couple million dollars in repairs, emotional damages, and of course bribery cleared him of any murder charges as well as maintaining his qualification to the next round of the finals.
GAME SET.
(There was supposed to be a picture here, but my illustrator is a lazy sob...boo-hoo.)
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