Tournament of the Wraiths

Round 6

The Shadow Vs. The Storm

Tech walked into the Arena confidently, which had taken the form of the Netherstorm, smirking at the crowd. The amount of hipster ponies had doubled since the last round, and as soon as they saw him they broke out into cheers that shook the coliseum.

Sarah, on the other hand, was mostly scowling at Tech, not even paying attention to the minimal amount of cheers she got, which came from Arlosia, Jav, Alex, Dean, and Ardiente. ‘Smug bastard...’ She thought to herself.

Death appeared in front of the two wraiths. “Welcome back to the sixth round of the wraith fighting extravaganza, our opponents today are Sarah and the winner of round two, Techno Bassboost!”

“I am going to kick your ass, lad.”

Death stepped between them, “Calm down Sarah, you can do whatever you want to him as soon as the fight starts. Anyways are you two ready?”

“Yes.”

“FUCK YEAH!”

Death nodded his head, “Alright, BEGIN!”

Tech Vs. Sarah

Rebel 1, Action!

(Tech Vs. Sarah Theme)

“Restriction level 1, release!” Her claws extended and curved inward, alongside her arm’s spikes, “Walking in my Shadow!” As she said this, her shadow shot up from the ground and stood beside her, taking on a three dimensional form. The shadow, alongside Sarah herself, had it’s claw out and ready, waiting for Tech to make a move.

“Restriction level 1, release!” A silver fire enveloped Tech as he started to release power and his knuckles had small blades pop out. “Moon Cyclone!” He ran forward and started circling around her delivering punches to her head, he then turned 360 degrees and let loose three final punches.

The result was a multitude of small cuts covering her face, her skeleton stopping the blades from going too deep. “That it?” She asked. “Alright then, Nevermore.” She ran behind him and held him in place, while her shadow burst apart into a swarm of ravens, which began to bite and claw at him repeatedly.

He screamed as the ravens pecked away at bits of his skin. He tried to break free from Sarah’s grasp, but she held strong.

Tech slammed his head into the bridge of Sarah’s nose. Even with her metal bones it still was enough to make her let go. As she reeled back from the blow, Tech started to throw punches left and right in an attempt to wear her down.

~Meanwhile~

James was staring at the screen. “Damn, Tech can hold his own.”

Amy watched as Sarah didn’t move from her spot. “Yeah, but for how long?”

~Battlefield~

When he finally threw the finishing uppercut Sarah just looked up and smiled. “Now this is starting to get fun, isn’t it?” Sarah then launched her counter attack using her claws as a way to counterbalance Tech’s bladed fists. She struck towards him with her claws and stopped right as he threw his arm up in defense and came back around in a devastating left hook to the gut. Tech, not used to being hit with so much force in the area, gasped as almost all the air left his body. He quickly regained his tempo and dodge a swipe from Sarah’s claw.

Tech lashed out with a roundhouse kick and connected with Sarah’s side. His kick connected to her ribs and sent her flying a few feet away, however his leg was in pain from striking the metal bones. He ignored the pain and continued his assault.

~Meanwhile~

Dean smirked and gave a low whistle, “Thataboy! Show her what we did to that sentiment!” Dean Cheered.

Amy watched over the battle for a few seconds before looking to Dean, “Dean, what makes you so confident that he’s going to win?” She asks him. Dean laughed in response.

“You kiddin’ me? He has no chance of winning.” He replies. Amy raised an eyebrow.

“Then why are you cheering for him?” She pressed. For the first time that she’s known Dean, he actually glared at her.

“No one else will. I at least have the fucking courtesy to show respect to those that have earned it, and that boy has earned enough of it to warrant it. Most of the wraiths here have proven themselves to act like a Jackass ninety percent of the time.” His glare lightened as he had a faraway look. “You know, there was a time when it was the same between us...” He trailed off as he lightly smiled. Amy blushed and then turned away.

“You ended that, remember?” She snapped. Dean chuckled and resumed watching

~Battlefield~

Tech dodged a combo from Sarah and countered with a right hook that sent her reeling. With that opening, he prepared one of his combos, “MOON CYCLONE!” This time, the combo did more damage than last time. Sarah staggered before shaking her head.

After stumbling to regain her senses, she rushed forward at him yelling, “Rain on a Grave!” Which was accompanied by her punching him in the chest, launching him into the air with a column of red and black energy. Jumping after him, she positioned herself to bring her claws down on him.

Tech quickly brought his trench knives to block the claw coming down to him. The impact rattled the bones of his arms, but the training with Slayer made him feel worse pain than that. He grabbed her foot and spun a few times before throwing her to the ground.

As Tech was in the air, a cloud of ozone gathered and shot a bolt of lightning into the fighter, charging him for his next attack. “Zeus’ fist!” He shouted. As soon as his fist collided into Sarah’s face, a lightning bolt shot down and struck the spot they were in.

~Meanwhile~

Amy stared at the screen blinking away the blindness that was keeping him from seeing. “Damn that was bright.”

James just kept staring like it was nothing. “Wuss.” Amy proceeded to punch him in the balls and turned back to the screen while James rolled on the floor in pain.

~Battlefield~

There was a silence as a cloud of dust formed around the two, followed by an angry shout. Tech was sent flying back from the dust cloud, holding his arms up as if he had been blocking a strike. After a few seconds, the cloud settled, and Sarah was seen standing at the center of a charred indent in the ground. She was panting heavily, a scowl on her face and her nose bent and bleeding.

“Damn...” She breathed out, “Fucking actually hurt...” She spit out a mouthful of blood into her hand, it having accumulated in her mouth from the attack making her bite the tip of her tongue off. She looked at Tech, only to see him closing in and about to strike.

He quickly gathered energy into his fist and sent an uppercut into Sarah’s chin, the energy exploded into fifteen different fists that struck the same spot and sent her higher into the air. “Dancing Moon Shadow!” As soon as she was above him, He completed the attack by unleashing a barrage of fists into her and punched her one final time, sending skidding across the ground.

After shakingly standing back up, Sarah sent a glare at Tech, before gathering any and all blood she could from her injuries. With a scream of anger, she threw it through the air at blinding speeds, shouting, “Vampire’s Fang!” Several blades formed out of the blood, slashing over Tech’s body. Wasting no time, she unsteadily charged at him and delivered a punch to his ribs, sending him backwards.

Tech stood up as quick as he could, but winced as he felt a sharp pain in his ribs. One of them is either broken, or they’re all fractured with the raw power that was in the hit. He would have to be careful not to let her get another hit like that to his ribs, or they’ll shatter. Ignoring the pain, he charged at Sarah, ready and hoping this attack will finish it. She tried to slash at him, but he weaved to the left and unleashed an uppercut. He focused half of the stamina he drained into the punch, and sent her back into the air. The force sent a shockwave out as the fist connected, as she came down, he punched her into  the spine. “Lunar Lance!” The force of the punch sent her flying forwards as she created a trail into the ground.

She slowly, and with great strain, rose to her feet, blood running down from various cuts and injuries, “God... Dammit...” She gathered all of the blood she could, and sent it straight at him, going for a different route than before. Instead of forming several large blades, she made it spin around him while forming smaller ones, cutting him all over his body. He then fell to his knees, covered in cuts and blood.

Tech slowly got to his feet. “Is that... all you got?” Tech asked wearily. He said this as he rushed forward and just as he was about to throw a punch, he became an unconscious heap on the ground.

Sarah who had braced for the blow looked down at Tech and saw he had stopped moving just before the impact. She simply stared at his unconscious body, her eyes slightly glazed over, as she let out labored breaths.

With that Death appeared in the arena as it changed back. “The winner of the 6th round is Sarah!”

Shaking her head, Sarah slowly moved over to Tech and lifted him up, draping his arm around her shoulders, “Jesus Christ lad, just... Jesus fuckin’ Christ...” She gave a sigh and walked him over to meet the medical team halfway, before collapsing alongside Tech.

~Meanwhile~

AJ chuckled as she pulled the bits over to her side of the table. “Looks like ah win sugarcube.”

Rainbow pouted as the screen changed for an announcement. “And now, a word from our sponsors.”

The screen showed a black background and a voice came from it. “This battle was brought to you by...” The screen suddenly burst into color as a wrapped piece of candy flew towards the screen. “LUCKY CANDY!”

Dean appeared on the screen. “We are karate duo number one!” Then Deans head flew across the screen. “Number one!” The two Deans appeared on screen standing apart from each other.

Celestia looked at the screen rather confused. “Luna do you have any idea what that was?”

Luna just shook her head and kept watching the screen. “No dear sister, but we find it is difficult to turn away.”

The Dean on the left thrust his hands forward. “When we need awesome power,” He then punched forward. “we eat Lucky Candy!” The other dean kicked upwards. “Lucky Candy!”

Dean then appeared again, and hopped across the screen. “Lucky Candy make you fly like bird.”

~Meanwhile~

Twilight’s eyes twitched at the horrible grammar of the commercial, while Rainbow Dash made a mental note to buy the non-existent product to increase her also non-existent chances of joining the Wonderbolts. Why, you may ask? BECAUSE SHE DOESN’T TRY OUT LIKE THE DUNCE SHE SOMETIMES IS!

~Commercial~

The other Dean then flew up from the bottom of the screen. “No, like glorious eagle!”

It then cut to Dean with really huge muscles. “Lucky candy makes you strong!”

Other Dean popped up. “How strong?”

The Muscled Dean flexed “So Strong!”

Alex appeared on the screen wearing a pair of glasses. “Lucky Candy make you have super powers.” Dean flew by with a woosh. “Lucky Candy make you have Hattori Hanzo's Steel.”

James popped up on the screen, “It hurt my mouth...”

Alex then grew five times larger. “YOUR MOUTH IS WEAK!” He then spit fire at James. Alex then did this weird dance before a picture appeared on screen for half a second.

~Meanwhile~

James turned to Alex. “Why is it you are always the one to do things to me?”

Alex chuckled. “I have no idea, but it fits.”

~Commercial~

Dean appeared again. “So when you’re in need of a pickup, eat LUCKY CANDY!”

Other Dean appeared in front of him, “LUCKY CANDY!”

The first Dean appeared in front of the other. “Or DIE!” It then cut to the two making karate sounds for a minute before cutting back to Dean. “Lucky Candy, taste the glory!” The screen then faded to black.

~Meanwhile~

Celestia stood there, mouth gaping at the commercial. Honestly, she didn’t know what to think. She just witnessed someone she cares for just perform the most weirdest and most hilarious (In her opinion) commercial in this tournament. The feels were not ready.

Locker room

Dean stood there staring blankly at the screen. Like Celestia, his feels were not ready for what he witnessed.

Amy had a shit eating grin as she stared at him. “Hey Dean you want some ‘Lucky Candy’?” She started laughing as she clutched her sides.

Dean, not even turning away from the screen, simply said this, “I already got lucky with you, I’ll pass.” James proceeded to fall on the ground laughing as Amy blushed as bright as the north star.

Alex stared before standing up and turning towards Dean. “Lucky Candy!” Dean was then surrounded by a pile of Lucky Candy brand candy bars. He then said as sexually as possible. “Your move Mr. Iceman~” (Somewhere, across a variety of hidden dimensions, several officers shuddered in fear and trauma).

Dean then erupted from the mountain of candy with a crazed look of rage on his face, “IMMA RAPE YA BITCH!”

Alex ran out of the room sideways like a crab, his hands clapping over his head. “Woop woop woopwoopwoopwoop!”

Dean stops as he immediately calms down. He then stares at Alex with a hidden rape face in his eyes. “Two can play at this game.” Dean then turns to a random direction, “Let me introduce a friend of mine, HEY! GET OVER HERE!” Everyone then heard a bouncing as they looked where it was coming from. What they saw blew their fucking minds.

It was Shit-pickle.

“Shiiiiiiit pickle.” It said with for some reason, a voice that sounded somewhat like Dean.

Alex stared at him before grinning. “Bat credit card.” Shit pickle was then cut in half by Batmans’ credit card.

Before he could taunt Dean, his face was then infront of his, Rage and rape in his eyes. “YOU... DIDN’T...” Dean then went bat-shit insane. “A BAT CREDIT CARD!?!?!?!?!?!” He then began chasing Alex as he ran for his (un)life.

“RAPE MY CHILDHOOD YOU SONOFABITCH! I’LL FUCKING KILL YOU(AGAIN!)!”

“OH GOD! MAKE A WISH!” Alex suddenly, in a flash, disappeared. And in his place, was a wooden bucket.

Dean, not wasting any time, opened the nearest locker, finding Alex. Dean then unleashed the creepiest and most rape-y grin ever conceived by a man. “Give me a hug...”

“... Really?”

Dean’s grin nearly split his face, as he then charged into the locker and slammed the door closed. Cries of suffering and pain then came through the cracks of the locker as everyone stared at it.

Amy made a small pout. “Never would do that to me...” James’ eye twitched as the mental images flashed through his mind before vomiting on Michael and passing out.

Michael looked down at his cloak. “... God damn it all.”

Throughout all of this, Sarah instinctively laughed her ass off in her unconscious state.

The screen flashed again, drawing everyone's attention. On it were the pictures of Dean and Jay. “The next battle will be Dean vs. Jay!”

Dean left the locker covered in blood and tears of suffering and looked at the screen.

Alex was never the same.