Super Paint Brawl: The Hunt

[Kromax]

Disclamer: I have not forgotten about Kromax Chronicles, I just felt a more present time story is needed.

The Hunt

Chapter 0: First Blood

Yacazuma flew though the half-built building, smashing into a concrete wall, blood seeped though his Gai, his black gear was almost all dark red, and so much blood is on his face you can’t tell where his scar starts and the blood ends.
“Persistent little bastard huh? I’m half dead and you’re still beating me dow-“
Before Yacazuma could finish his word a spiked ball on a chain flew into his gut, multiple spikes jabbed into him like steak knives. The ball knocked the wind out of him until he was like a deflated balloon. He was gasping for breath as the chain slithered back, retracting the ball back. After the spikes were removed, the wounds they made looked like claws were cutting down on him for hours.
“Hold still… the deeper the wounds they less you’re worth…” These words came from the man who did this; he escaped from the shadows as the chain pulled into his hand.
“You act like I’m some rare diamond…am I just a diamond to you?”
“Just be ready to be sold to the highest bidder.”
“You just be ready to try to take me in, I would love to see you tr-.” A few seconds and Yaca is being engulfed in a strange transparent blue liquid, a few seconds later after that and it is covering his whole body.
Yaca tried to yell out for help, but it was muffled beyond hearing.
“Mphhr mrrrpppph mrrrh!”
The man attacking Yaca held up a small blue cube that looked like something a man would put a wedding ring in. It projected an exact double of Yaca, only when the device faded, it stayed and became a dead looking ragdoll. The man took a blue glowing chain and hooked it to the wall, and then the other end to the spherical prison Yaca was trapped in. He took the ragdoll into the bar they had blasted out of, he then put the fake body in a position he would be in if he were to pass out while drinking, he then proceeded back to Yaca, who was trying to pierce though the orb with his katana, right before it made it though, lightning sparked though the orb, shocking Yacazuma into unconsciousness.
Two hours later…
Yaca awoke to see the orb was shaded out; he seemed at peace, not caring what would happen next.

Just then everything exploded.


(I realize this is a short one)

[Kromax]

Comment anytime guys...

I know these are short...sorry...

Chapter 1: Yaca's Funeral

*One hour after Yacazuma was shocked into unconsciousness*
Grimscott stumbled into the bar, her hat somewhat tamed her crazed hair, and her green kilt was down to her calves. She wore a green tee-shirt covered by a green sash. When she saw Yacazuma’s body on the bar she went to shake him awake.

“C’mon Yaca honey, time to go home.”

She kept nudging Yaca, over and over, each time looking more worried.

“Ya-Yaca? Are you okay…?”

It was then she realized what happened to Yaca.

“SOMEONE, CALL AN AMBULENCE, MY HUSBAND IS HURT!”
Six people jumped out of their seats to see what had happened, two of them quickly yanked out their phones and pounded in 911.
The ambulance flew down, since Brawl City isn’t too active since a Brawl Match begins early the next morning. Member of BCMH rushed into to put Yaca’s body on a stretcher, but before they carried him out, they checked his pulse.
“Mrs. Scottson…he’s dead…”
Grim falls to her knees in shock, almost drowning in tears. She tries to pull on Yaca’s body, but the BCMH workers pull her back, she keeps grabbing for the body as the men drag him off, she can barely keep quiet anymore, screaming his name out. “YACA! YACA!” Her tears are like a river now, but the workers have already taken the body out, and now have loaded it in a truck to the morgue they had called up.


*2 days later*

Yacazuma’s funeral didn’t go unnoticed, with a few citizens and fans, nearly every brawler has come to mourn Yaca or comfort Grim. From Markus to Gunsmith, Mcjesus and Nitro, Shackles and Drychris came, and even the other members of Yaca’s brawling team. Kromax approached Grim to comfort her.

“Grim, I’m really sorry about your loss, Yaca was a good friend of mine, and if you need any comfort, just come and tell me.” Kromax has gotten very close to Grim, barely rubbing up against her.

Grim jabbed her elbow into Kromax’s gut, pushing him back.

“Ok ok! I get it you’re not interested.”
“Back off pig.” Grimscott said to Kromax Scowling.

During the ceremony, Balto spoke a few words
“We are gathered here today to mourn the death of the Brawler Yacazuma Scottson, Husband of Grimmy Macleod Scottson, and father of Yacascott and Grimzuma Scottson. He died like he wished, by alcohol. For those of you who knew Yacazuma personally, could you please come and stand?”
Kromax raises his hand, and comes to speak.
“Although I did not know Yaca long, I knew him well, he was a great man, he didn’t care for nonsense, and always acted with dignity. I hope he rests In peace.”

After a few more speeches, they all went to the burial site.

The burial site was The Cavern; they took a coffin, and hooked a suspended animation device, so that he would slowly fall to the bottom. They took huge ropes, and hung it over the opening, the device was set at a delay of twenty seconds, and let the ropes go, the coffin plunge down before the bubble opened, and then it cloaked, after letting go a few looked around and realized Grim left before he dropped, after seeing those sad faces, Mad gamer had an idea” WAIT, I think I know a way to bring him back…”
Kromax wondered if he wasn’t pulling it out of his ass. “Wait, how? He’s dead, I don’t think brawl rules will apply here, and all other ways won’t bring him back.”

“That’s what you think, quick, I need a ride to Brawl-Mart!”
Mcjesus face-palmed “This isn’t another buy a puppy and name him the guy thing again? You did that with Elementell when he got a brawling ban, and that ended up with a puppy funeral.”
“No, this is different, I remember now, Assist Trophies don’t summon the real person, it summons a clone that is usually destroyed by the enemy brawler, but if we were to use a Yacazuma assist trophy, wouldn’t that summon a new Yacazuma?”
Kromax rebutted “Yeah, but it won’t have memories, or normal thoughts, they are just mindless clones.”
“But we can teach him, we can rebuild him, it could work.”
Kromax’s voice rose up “True, if we were to find a device that could amplify his mind into the assist clone, we could refortify the subtencious mind structure.”

Just then a blast went off in the distance; it came from Brawl City East District.

“Man, way to kill a funeral…” Said Kromax as he retracted his arm sword.

“Eh, maybe we could Do Mad Gamer’s insane plan later..” Said Balto.

The brawlers who can fly flew off, while the grounded ones ran or drove to the explosive site.

[Balto-Boy]

Well, the descriptions are a bit iffy. At least that's how it seems to me. Plus there were a couple of moments where it was cheesy or kinda rushed. It's alright overall. I'll be checking in.

Also, HA! YACA TOOK GRIMMY'S SURNAME!!! WHAT A LOSER!!!

[Kromax]

Jun 14, 2009 22:23:09 GMT -5 Balto-Boy said:

Also, HA! YACA TOOK GRIMMY'S SURNAME!!! WHAT A LOSER!!!

Well Grim is the "Man" in their relationship

What kind of man has a Ponytail(plus he has no last name)

[Kromax]

And god said "Let there be more fanfic" and there was, and it was good

Chapter 2: Meeting Management

*35th floor of Rellik Industries Main building, Brawl City West District, 10 minutes into Yacazuma’s Funeral*

The once lively office had became a ghost town as the burly man stomped in, it was but one of many times the office workers saw him, but it still gave them chills.
“This is ridiculous, I need to get my work done.” an office worker said under his breath, “Can’t they meet somewhere else? Every time he comes in here, we lose an hour of work, and an hour of pay.”

His voice barely alerted another worker hiding under his desk as well. “Shut your damn mouth, this guy can attach a gun to his hand, do you wanna get shot? I bet getting shot in the work place would dock your pay a shitload” the second worker said, fearfully trying to keep quiet. But it wasn’t enough, the burly man swipe his arm, detracting his spiked orb, and smashing into their desk, instantly killing the first, foolish worker, and breaking a majority of the second workers ribs.

He didn’t even wait for the chain to retract before marching into the elevator, it barely pulled in as the doors shut, the man reached out with his non-severed, hairy, ripped arm, to smash in the 36th floor button, as it screeched up, he took off his metal spike ball, and put it in his backpack, as he did this, he pulled out a mechanical hand, and attached it to the metal plate protecting the opening in his arm.

DING, the elevator reached the floor, the workers in the offices down the hall knew that the man was coming, and screamingly jumped into their offices and barricaded the doors. As the man walked down the hall, the intercom came to greet him “*BZZ* Ah, Mr. Akar, good to see you, your ‘prize’ has arrived, hurry down, so we may discuss payment *BZZ*” The voice cut killed the very little sound in that room, other than cowering mumbles from the offices.

Akar walked up and push the door to the conference room open, the lighting was dim, and only the table and the people sitting there could be made out, hardly. “Mr. Akar, our most prized partner, I hope your mission went off with no issues?” The suited man at the back head of the table remarked. “You got your prize and I’m not on High Alert News even after two days, where’s my payment.” Akar remarked sharply.

“Always got your mind on money eh, Mr. Akar?” The suited man said with a laugh under his breath. “Now then, as you should know, Rellik Industries is one of the top 10 largest weapon development companies in Brawl City, and our newest Anti Brawler Tech is already showing results”

“Exhibit A” The suited man said, as he said this, a dim light appeared over blue floating transparent orb, hooked to the wall with a blue, glowing chain, inside, was Yacazuma, in deep, deep sleep. “Liquid prisons, reacts to metal punctures with electric shots, Tints, can force stasis, one fatal flaw, melts with fire, perfect captivity device for low powered brawlers, more importantly, sword wielders or gun users.” The suited man thoroughly described the rest of the device smugly and self-promoting his product. “I’m sorry for the long tutorial for the Gellix, we recorded the audio for a ad.” The suited man said apologetically.

“That answers no question Suity” Akar said impatiently. “Patience, Mr. Akar, Patience, We have just finished the Prototype of our newest Anti-Brawl Tech, the Aria Gun, it releases a gas, neutralizing all brawler powers inside the gas, it only lasts a few moment after leaving, so try to smoke them into a corner, it has an attachment for your arm as well. If this isn’t payment, take some other weapons from out armory.” “Suity” said smugly.

A hole in the ground slid open, and a stand that held the extremely complex Aria Gun rose out, the gun was a dark blue color, it has a revolver like clip, most likely holding its gas pellets, while other lights and amazing designs ran down it. “What do you want me to do with this? I got Yaca for you, one brawler in your vault; I thought my job was done.” Akar questioned.

“You bagged a brawler who doesn’t even have powers, have can we make better Anti-power tech with a powerless Brawler, no no, Mr. Akar, this was a test, we want you to bag atleast a level 3 brawler for tests, with that, you’ll need a truck to carry the Brawlios out of here.” Suity explained.

“I’ll do that when I can finally go to the 50th floor and meet your boss.” Akar Demanded. “Are you serious? No one sees him except my bosses, if you can bag another brawler, we’ll send the word down, now, get to work.” Suity firmly stated.

“So…if you don’t need Yaca here, what do you wanna do with him?” Akar asked. “Hmm… we do need to take out a building, shocking the pod with some explosive material, good place to hide him and take the building down, James!, get this pod down to Building 10, ASAP.” Suity demanded. “Right away, sir!” James jumped up and answered.

“Now then, don’t you have some place to be, don’t come back until you got a brawler.” Suity said, “and my name is Mr. Bennett, don’t forget it.” Bennett said firmly. Akar grinned, as he walked out, he muttered


“Look like a Suity to me.”