The tournament starts again

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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