The
hooded figure stepped on the grass of the island. He was finally
back. The island still looked the same as it did when he left years
ago, with a few important differences. There were no more guards
walking around the island and the huge tower that had been
constructed while he was in charge was no more. Instead, the rubble
of the tower lay in the grass. The island still looked as
beautiful as the day he first stepped on it, with the sun high in the
air and the cool breeze that kept him fresh.
The
past few years, he had been imprisoned on a strange world, where all
sorts of happy creatures lived in all sort of forms and colors. He
still did not know what world he had been kept in all these years, he
only knew that none of his powers worked and that his sword was
ineffective on these natives. Everybody there was rather friendly,
which really nagged him. Then the mysterious portal appeared out of
now-where and when he had stepped inside, he was back on the island
again. While walking towards the rubble that used to be the tower, he
felt how his powers returned. When he finally reached the place where
the tower used to be, the hooded man saw what he was looking for. On
some stones lay a mace, fully made out of metal. The man picked up
the mace, looked at it and held the weapon high in the air.
Angst
was back.
Now
he was equipped again, it was time to find out who had brought him
here. Angst stepped towards the old arena, which still was there and
as he walked towards the building, he saw several strange people
appear from all different portals. Slowly, each and every one of them
was walking towards the arena.
Angst
saw a warrior with three swords on his body, he saw some kind of
worm, a few masked men and even a female in a cat suit.
This
was clearly another tournament or some sort but why and for what
reason was Angst led here.
As
Angst stepped in the sand of the arena, he saw all different sorts of
people sitting on the stone benches around the arena. Angst did not
recognize any of them until he saw a face that he wished never to see
again. Between a turtle and and a man smoking a cigar sat the hero of
Oakvale The one person who had beaten him the last time and escaped.
Wondering what the hero did in this place, Angst sat down on a bench
far away from the hero and waited.
When
all the warriors were seated down, someone moved up the balcony on
the other side.
'Welcome.'
Spoke the small man with a surprisingly low voice. The man was
dressed in a black suit with top head and a cane with a golden knob.
He had a round shaped head and lacked any hair apart from the big
silvery white mustache.
When
the man spoke, everybody fell silent and looked up the balcony.
'Welcome
to the island.' The man started. 'You are all here on my invitation
as you belong to the strongest warriors in your own realms and I want
you to fight in my tournament.' The man looked each warrior in the
eyes and then continued. 'Years ago, a first tournament was hosted
here, with a rather abrupt ending to it. However, I felt that we were
in need of a second tournament, and therefore I invited you guys.'
the last words he spoke with a smile. 'Now to make sure things do not
go awry, i have set some rules here.' as he spoke, he looked at
Angst. First of all, I do not wish fighting in between matches. I
will tell the fighters when they are about to fight and where they
are going to fight. Those of you who have already taken a sneak peek
around the island will have seen that it has a lot battle area's,
suitable for all different fighters.' he said with a wink.
'What
is the prize.' Someone suddenly yelled. 'Ahh. The prize is that want
you want most.' the host spoke with a happy voice. 'You can let your
greatest dream come trough. the man added.
The
man waited before speaking next, to allow every person picture that
what he most wanted.
'The
matches can be won by a surrender, a knock out or a kill.' The man
continued in a serious tone. 'defeated warriors are allowed to watch
other fights, train or just walk around.' Some of the warriors nodded
while others just kept looking at their host. 'Also. if you win your match, you will get a exact copie of a weapon or abilitie of your defeated opponent, altough a ability might get toned down a bit.' he said. 'If that all is
understood, then I will give you now your one chance to get away off
this island if you do not with to be in the tournament. If you do not
leave now, you will stay for the duration of this tournament.' the
man said with a smile.
The
host looked at the warriors but none of them was about to leave off.
After
a couple minutes of waiting, the man continued. 'Well, if nobody
wants to leave, let us start the tournament with the first fight.'
his eyes wandered around the warriors as if he was searching for a
good first match. 'Why don't we start off with the winner of the
first tournament and one of the two survivors of said tournament: The
slayer of dragons and Saviour of Albion. i present you the Hero of
Oakvale.' A man in metal Armour, with a sword and longbow strapped on
his back stepped into the sandy arena. 'His opponent will be..... A
yes. A turtle who fights evil with his brothers and protect the
people against a evil samurai. Raphael the teenage mutant ninja
turtle.'
As he
heard his name, Raphael stood up from his bench and jumped down. A
few days ago, he had received a invitation to a tournament.
strangely, the invitation had said that he should come alone and wait
up a high building. Hoping to get some action and fame, he had
agreed. His brothers had let him borrow some of their weapons for the
tournament and when he waited on right building at the right moment,
a portal had suddenly appeared, that closed down again as soon as he
had passed it. The portal had led to this island where the tournament
was held. Now he was ready to become the lone victor and he knew what
he would wish for. More power then anybody ever had.
Raphael
pulled his red headband more tight and threw the staff he borrowed
from Donatello and the nunchako he had borrowed from Michelangelo on
the sand. His own sai were strapped to his belt and in his hands, he
held one of Leonardo's katana's. 'You are with me in this fight my
brothers.' He muttered as he stood ready to fight.
The
hero took his fabled sword in his hand. The sword of aeons was his
most powerful weapon which had given him many victories. Once again,
he was fighting in a tournament thought off by somebody but unlike
the last host, this one looked better at the task. The hero
remembered the last tournament clearly. After Storm, the fellow
warrior he had been very fond off, had died he had hunted down the
organizer together with batman. Batman had died but the hero had
managed to beat this Angst before both of them got warped into
different worlds. The hero had ended up in the home world of Storm
where he had joined a group of people called the X-men. There he had
learned more about Storm and helped the mutants out in their fight
against Magneto. When the hero got invited to a new tournament, he
had accepted. The hero wanted to see who hosted this new tournament,
seeing as Angst had dissapeared in a portal.
Now
he was here again and to apparently, he had been chosen as the victor
of the last tournament. Having seen both jack of blades and this
Angst, the Hero now wanted to know what the Albion terror and the
host of the last tournament did fighting in this one.
But
first of all, he had to take out this strange green opponent.
Raphael
started running towards his opponent, the katana of his brother held
ready.
As
the two warriors met, the duel began with attacking and blocking at
both sides. Hero slashed at the turtle but Raphael managed to block
the attack and came back with a failed cut that was aimed for the
chest. The swords clashed again and when the ninja turtle managed to
get past the sword of his opponent, he hit the armored chest and was
rewarded with a blow to the head. Raphael staggered backwards and the
sword of his opponent clieved through the air, only to hit the shield
on his back.
The
Oakvale fighter prepared himself for a flourish but as he came with a
slash from the side, his opponent kicked the sword backwards with his
foot and followed up with a kick to the chest that send the hero
backwards. Just as the hero was recovering, Raphael came with a slash
that hit the bright plate Armour again. As Raphael was ready to
strike again, he felt himself got pushed away by a invisible wall.
The hero had performed a force push to push his opponent away and
followed up with a lightning attack that hit Raphael.
He
yelled in pain, pushed himself up and ran at his opponents again
after shouting cowabunga.
The
fighters met again and both dealt blows at each other but again. To
his surprise, the teenage mutant ninja turtle noticed that altough he
got more tired, his opponent seemed not be effected by the battle at
all. Trying another tactic, Raphael came with a feint and as the Hero
moved to block the attack, the turtle started with punches his
opponent using his three fingered hand. He then stepped aside to
avoid a blow, turned around and shieldbashed the hero with the shield
on his back. The tactic had worked and the hero fell on the ground
with a hard thud. Raphael dropped his sword and took out his two
sai's to attack his opponent. The sai's hit hard and pushed the Hero
to the ground again as he tried to stand up. To avoid being pushed
down again, the Hero rolled backwards and stood up in a fighting
stance. Raphael came attacking his opponent, who grabbed both green
wrists to avoid the sharp points of the sai's. The two struggled to
get a upper hand, until Raphael head butted his opponent. The hero
stepped away and as the turtle came with another attack, the hero
blasted the ninja turtle away with his force push.
Raphael
got knocked away and his weapons flew out of his hand. As he stood
up, he saw how his opponent threw a fireball towards him. Raphael
dodged the attack and ran for the staff of his purple banded friend.
While he picked up the staff, the Oakvale warrior took his sword from
the ground.
The
two met in close range again and as the now very angry Raphael
slammed his staff on the shoulder of his opponent. Just as staff was
about to hit again, the hero blocked the incoming attack with his
blade and stabbed from the same point. Raphael got pushed off-balance
by this attack and a powerful next attack forced the staff out of the
hands of its user.
Raphael
retaliated with two powerful kicks that pushed his opponent back.
Before he could kick his opponent a third time, the Hero attacked
with lightning that forced the turtle on the ground. As the
lightning kept going, the Hero walked forwards and when the attack
finally stopped, the oakvale born fighter had his sword at the neck
of his opponent. ´Surrender.´ he commanded with a strong voice.
´I.... surrender.´ came the defeat of Raphael.
As
the hero helped Raphael stand up, they heard the host comment on the
victory. ´This first match has been won by the Hero of Oakvale by a
surrender and once again, he showed his power.´ 'Now, hero, because you won your first bout, you get a sai as price. Do with it what you like.' The host threw something on the sand from his balcony and when the hero grabbed it, he saw it was a exact copie of a sai, the weapon he had just been fighting. He saw that Raphael had a surprised look as well.
The
host then spoke to the other fighters. ´Now find yourself a place to
these days and do whatever you like until you are summoned by me to
battle.´ The crowd waited to see if he continued but as nothing
came, they dispersed.
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