[Radio: (G) Global] Storm Eagle rings out....on the public radio, in a DOMINANT, and CONFIDENT tone, His voice clear as day. he yells out. "COMMANDER. STORM. OWL!!!!!!" he yells.

 

[Radio: (G) Global] Flame Hyenard transmits, "..."

 

[Radio: (G) Global] Flame Hyenard transmits, "Dear sweet God, Owl has lovers now?"

 

[Radio: (G) Global] Storm Owl's radio clicks on. It's not often he uses this infernal frequency. "I can hear you perfectly well, Storm. What is it?"

 

[Radio: (G) Global] Storm Eagle transmits, ""What is it" you say, *Commander*... I belive you know VERY WELL what it is! I BELIVE IT'S TIME TO SETTLE OUR DIFFERENCES in the Arena! For you have NOT succumbed to the logic that the COALITION is the RIGHTEOUS FORCE on this PLANET. I'am CALLING YOU OUT for a GRUDE MATCH. PUBLICALLY! for ALL TO HEAR! I WILL PROVE ONCE AND FOR ALL WHO IS THE SURPREME MASTER OF THE SKIES! BUT..ARE YOU TO MUCH OF A *COWARD* TO ACCEPT!"

 

[Radio: (G) Global] Dr. Light transmits, "Woah, Sigma, this latest rebuild of Commander Eagle, did Sigmund forget the volume knob?"

 

[Radio: (G) Global] Nova transmits, "Sir? Kindly refrain from the unnecessary volume. I don't believe all listeners have an auto-adjust on their radios. You can make a point without causing your synthesizer to fritz out."

 

[Radio: (G) Global] Flame Hyenard transmits, "I'm not taking him as my arch-enemy."

 

[Radio: (G) Global] Storm Owl doesn't answer the question. "Losing your composure, shouting out the name of your enemy, doing so in such a public venue, and seeking a battle that has no strategic value. Are we certain your mental sickness has not returned, Storm?"

 

[Radio: (G) Global] Storm Eagle transmits, "ANSWER THE QUESTION! The Peanut Gallery is of no SIGNIFIGANCE in this matter!"

 

[Radio: (G) Global] Nova transmits, "Given two of the arenas are in my station, it very well may have a good deal of significance. Unless you have already procured a judge for the match?"

 

[Radio: (G) Global] Storm Owl replies in his droning, holier than thou attitude. "I see little reason to accept such a pointless exercise. In any case, I am currently undergoing repairs, Storm."

 

[Radio: (G) Global] Storm Eagle transmits, "Haha! you need not accept this Moment OWL. I'am QUITE the Patient Man, if it means *getting* what I deserve. But this is the one you choose to help guard your planet, citizens? One that won't even stand up and fight like the brave warrior he is!? OR have you forgotten what I've taught you OWL. you're HONOR of core being is the aqquasition here, and...should the rare chance I'll be defeated. Perhaps you should even gain the moment to prove to everyone I'am wrong!"

 

[Radio: (G) Global] Storm Owl replies in a tense tone, "Yes, Storm. I recall what you taught me. You taught me to seek logic over emotion. Rationality over desire. Effectiveness over honour. And now..." Almost a touch sad, "And now to see and hear this. I don't know if it's the virus that's caused your... instabilities... your faulty logic... your mistaken conclusions..." Storm Owl pauses. "So is this it, then? You seek to settle our dispute like this? In simple combat in a false setting?"

 

[Radio: (G) Global] Storm Eagle obviously..his version of what he taught you has indeed...been well.. TWISTED by the Virus Mr. Owl. Or has all those TOOTSIE POPS gone to your head!? "Hahahaha... a false setting!? Hardly. One that will prove to the world that Repliforce...and it's VERY CORE of Leadership is weak. One that'll allow you to LIVE despite my wishes so you can BASK in the shameful afterglow!"

 

[Radio: (G) Global] If we lose this war, it'll be due to the Tootsie Pops. Storm Owl replies in a cold, but somewhat softer tone, "Very well, Storm. I accept your... proposal. But then, why make this simply a battle for the jeering horde to observe as part of your master's twisted Battle & Chase? I suggest moving the venue away from this unproductive Coalition Challenge. I propose we settle this at the ruins of the Tidal Dam. Over the Mediterranean. Over where the Fortress III was boarded and destroyed."

 

[Radio: (G) Global] Storm Eagle transmits, "I Agree to your HONORABLE Terms, Former Comrade. So be it!"

 

[Radio: (G) Global] Redips transmits, "I am not even a day old, and already you annoy me. Shut up."

 

[Radio: (G) Global] Mirror Orange belches. Without a mouth.

 

[Radio: (G) Global] Storm Owl ignores Redips's oh so witty comment. "Very well, Storm. I shall be ready within 24 hours."

 

[Radio: (G) Global] Storm Eagle transmits, "So Shall I...... -with this...Storm Eagle now clicks off the channel he rarely uses aswell..except to make public announcments. he may be VIRIAL SCREWY, but he's not stupid...much.-"

 

[Radio: (G) Global] Storm Owl clicks off as well, but without the potential viral screwyness.

 

*** THE NEXT DAY ***

 

Barbary Coast

 

        The countries of Morocco, Tunisia and Algeria, as well as several wilder areas such as the Western Sahara and the Tripolitan wastelands are in this location. Once united under Robot Master rule, this is part of the liberated Africa...though, it is also here that many of the political rivals of the new governments make their home.

        The southernmost parts of the areas are merely a dumping ground for the dregs of life, filled with communities still operating under simplistic and outdated technology. One can find many an illegal item here among the colorful streets of the conquered cities, and many a criminal character. On the northern coast, the technology level of the area sharply rises, as modern construction in the city of Tangier makes way for what was once the Tidal Dam. Wily's spydrones still visit this area on occasion, looking for their allies, or a weak point in the Repliforce armor.

 

 

 Contents:                               Contents:                     

 Casablanca                              Tidal Dam - South

 

 Northeast <NE>:           Mediterranean Sea

 North <N>:                Iberian Peninsula

 Submerge <D>:             Underneath Mediterranean Sea

 South <S>:                Sahara Desert

 East <E>:                 Nile Delta

 Up <U>:                   Sky Above Sahara

 

Tidal Dam - South

            All that remains of the gigantic dam that once stretched arcross the entire Straight of Giblratar, is this piece of wall. It is still about a mile long, and leads deep out into the straight, spotted with outposts and defense guns that are still half-armed. However, beyond this, a huge rift is cracked into the dam, a hole miles wide where the Repliforce's Fortress III fell and broke right into the structure.

            The flooding on the shoreline from its destruction is now starting to go down, but has washed away military outposts and a few homes along the coast in the city of Tangier. The water is alive with low-sweeping dragonfly drones, that skim the area still trying to patrol the border and back up the few remaining troops.

 

It's been nearly a year, but the evidence of what happened here still lingers. It was at this spot where the Fortress III, the mighty Repliforce warship of countless battles, was boarded by Maverick shock troopers led by the warlord Sigma himself. The Coalition's fighters wrestled control away from Repliforce and drove the symbol of liberty and justice into the Tidal Dam, putting an end to the third ship to bear the name Fortress, as well as utterly annihilating the dam. This caused the flooding of the entire region. The water's swept away homes, outposts, and dreams. All that is left now is the battered ruins of the dam, as well as sparse scrapes of the Fortress III; parts that could not be salvaged for the Fortress V project several months later.

        But that was then, and this is now. The sun has risen over the now vastly shrunk shoreline, and the water glints and twinkles blue thanks to the sky above. It'll be high noon, soon, and Storm Owl, flanked by a squadron of five hardened Repliforce aerial troopers are making their way to the designated spot. An official Coalition Challenge judge - a smarmy, fly reploid - is in attendance as well, although with the change of venue there's no way to tell if this challenge will be accepted as official. But that's alright. This is hardly about something as simple and idiotic as a /game/. Reducing it to such would be a disgrace, really. No, this is -personal-, despite what Storm Owl might claim to the contrary.

 

And OVER the water...from the east, arrives another Ominous Figure, also..surrounded by more or less the same amount of escort from his own factions side. It is Storm Eagle... LEUTANT Storm Eagle. it's quite obvious from his markings that Storm Eagle has been QUICKLY climbing the ranks. Should you be scared? Yes. Veryily so. It won't be long until he's some high Air fortress commander again! ANYWAYS, the Eagle Reploid is in visual range of the Owl, Judge and his own Aerial units. He smirks somewhat to himself.. but quickly grows a stern face that might very well rival that of Storm Owls for now. His Wings flap gently in the breeze as he quietly slow downs so he's not approaching at light speed. He will shortly be in speaking distance.

 

"Is this truly how you wish it to be, Storm Eagle?" This is the droning, calm, and cold voice that stretches across the sky once Storm Owl and his team, now hovering about ten stories in the sky above what's left of the dam, see that their Maverick counterparts are now within earshot. "A nothing battle? A mere /grudge/ match?" Storm Owl shakes his head, "A 'grudge'. Hmph. The teacher I knew would never have succumbed to such a thing. I am not quite certain whether to be relieved or not, Storm. Datum: Your insanity - make no mistake. It is insanity - is a grave fall from your former self. Hypothesis: The free world is better off having a maniac as a... Lieutenant now, I see? Yes, better off having an insane Lieutenant within the coalition's ranks rather than a competent one." Storm Owl glances left and right at his wingmen, who are all starring at the enemy with stern expressions on their faces. A trick is certainly expected. Should Commander Owl fall, they have little doubt that the Eagle would take the chance to finish him, despite what 'rules' might be in place for the Coalition Challenge. All weapons are primed, and all soldiers are ready for action.

 

Storm Eagle is indeed...Evil...and indeed..may be blowhard.,..but by no means DISHONORABLE, he will indeed..obey his own rules. OF COURSE, his Virallialy infected mind told him the same THINGS About you to him, which is why he ALSO has his forces here. For you would try to finish HIM off. But in any case, the Eagle flaps there, arms crossed over his breast. "I COULD Say that Repliforce doesn't /need/ an incompetent commander for thier Air Fortress!, Storm Owl. BUT I know I /trained you/ for the job! So I know very much you are capable!" he hmumphs. "BUT did you really know me Storm Owl? Did you think the U.N. actually APPORVED of us at the time? No. After the wars we were simply cast aside as USELESS weapons. Like demilitarizing a weapon for a WAR TROPHY. Thats all we were to them! and today the world still DOES.... you.. ALL OF YOU!.." he is addressing even Storm Owl's TROOPS mind you in this. "You realize your world looks upon you as nothing but mere pawns as in a game of chess!? I offer this...and only this one time before we begin Storm Owl...and I EXTEND this offer to your escorts aswell! CAST THE SHAME OF THE WORLD ASIDE and relive yourself of the "Humanity" Virus once and for all!" he says preacher like. His own troops are also carefully staring at the others.

 

Storm Eagle's virally infected mind is dead-on the money with this one: Given the chance, Storm Owl would snuff out Eagle's life like a candle. Rules be damned. The greater good of a dangerous mech like Storm Eagle being destroyed would far out shadow being a labeled a cheater. Storm Owl raises his head slightly as his counterpart speaks, as if looking down upon the Maverick. "Incorrect. After the war we were granted citizenship and rights. This is hardly the action of someone 'tossing us aside'." Of course, there's some truth to the Eagle's claims. Iris' kidnapping, of course, being a fine example of humanity not caring about the fate of a few robots. As Storm Eagle finishes his speech, one of the Repliforce aerial troopers snorts, muttering, "What a load of $@#!&." The anger in the five wingmen is quite clear. From Storm Owl himself there is a reserved, subdued, but very stern and concerned. "My comrade's response is the answer to your... to your offer, Storm Eagle." The fly Reploid judge, meanwhile, zips in a circling pattern around the dozen or so Reploid warriors. "Ahhhhh," the judge hisses. "A /real/ grudge, mmmm? Ahem... you two are ready then?"

 

Storm Eagle humphs and crosses his arms. "ONLY after protest did they Grant the right, Storm Owl. it was not of thier OWN VOLATION!...." he humphs. He respects the choices of the enemy NPCS for now. He replies to the Judge, Sternly. "I'am Ready!....."

 

Storm Owl shakes his head, preparing a long, wordy retort to the Maverick. The bird of prey without a doubt prefers a war of words and logic over cold, hard, brutality. But before he can launch into the speech, the judge coughs, "Call it in the air, Maverick." he says, producing a thin silver coin, moving it dexterously between its three right limbs. The coin goes up... up...

 

Storm Eagle calls it...."Heads..."

 

Storm Owl flips a coin in the air and it comes down tails.

 

Down... down... The judge peers in Repliforce's direction once the coin has been caught. "It is tails." He doesn't bother explaining what exactly that means. The judge hovers backwards. His paper-thin translucent wings buzzing a mile a minute. "Kick his ass, Commander," another of the Repliforce aerial troopers mutters. The five warriors spread out, giving the two warriors room. The troopers form a semi-circle around the pair, though whether they'll stay in this boundary is something we'll have to wait and see about. It's clear they expect the Maverick aerials to form the other half of the circle. Storm Owl, meanwhile, reaches with his right hand over to his left wing, drawing out a long, golden-orange blade about the length of the owl's forearm. It is a nasty looking dagger, and seems perfectly designed to slice and cut. "Before we begin, 'Lieutenant'." The rank is said with an air of falseness. "I propose we raise the stakes. If I win, I want something of yours. I want the plaque that belonged to the original Fortress I, before you tainted it into the Raptor." There's no way for the owl to know that Eagle still has it from all those years ago, but it wouldn't surprise him. "And if I lose... something of similar value goes to you. One of my Battle & Chase medals, perhaps," he suggests, though if Eagle has another idea then he's open to discuss it.

 

Storm Eagle humphs..."Very well.... VERRRRRY Well...." he says as he crosses his arms. Indeed. the other half of the Mavericks indeed form the other half of the circle, at the same time, muttering same prasies to thier leader..."kick thier rotten, keisters!" and the like. In any case he simply places his arms out and one of his arms start to SPARK and form the IONIC LANCE he's ever so known for, a sheer "Blade" of electricty as it is as he rumbles. "and so it begins!...." he shouts and awaits the begining move of Storm Owl.

 

Storm Owl nods. The medals are mere trinkets, though somehow the thought of losing them to STORM EAGLE is a terrifying one. The war bird's short but sturdy wing structure flexes as the Commander rises upwards into the sky, but in a manner that lets him stay within the ring of soldiers. The sharp golden blade glints in the noon day light as Storm Owl feels its weight. Perhaps he's simply trying to make Storm Eagle lose his patience? Perhaps he's trying to psyche the Maverick out? Finally, just as the clock strikes high noon, the shootout begins. With barely a recoil, the dagger is flung from Storm Owl's hand, and is sent shrieking downwards towards Storm Eagle.

        Hit or miss, the Repliforce bird of prey is already on the move, executing a dizzying array of complicated evasive maneuvers to protect himself from whatever Storm Eagle might care to throw at him. From the crowd of Repliforcers, there is complete silence. The only noise is that of the rippling lake down where the dam, and the Fortress III, used to be.

 

You strike Storm Eagle with a minor hit from your Feather Missile attack.

 

Storm Eagle is watching. and Staring. Storm Eagle IS how he described himself. Patient. He waits. and Waits..his eyes narrowing at the Owl, until he see's the Dagger glint from his hands at him! Now attempting to shoot upwards, that grazes one of his wings, causing minor damage as he gruffs and grrsss a bit. Well, this isn't starting up well. To him, the Plaque is also meaningless... a Symbol of a PAST he'd as soon want to forget. But the thought of loosing it to REPLIFORCE is also terifying. Raising his arm high with the Ionic launce he would swipe it through the air sending a rippling wave of electric mayhem trough the air and towards his oppoent, still bursting and sparking with power.

Storm Eagle strikes you with a glancing hit from his Ion Burst attack for 5 units of damage.

You take less damage due to your Air resistances.

 

Ironic. Neither side really cares for the trinkets they're betting away, yet they do want what they might gain. One wonders whether a simple trade would have solved this problem. Mmmm probably not. Regardless, Storm Owl executes a near-flawless series of evasive maneuvers - though a certain someone could likely find the infinitesimal errors in it. Whether they are the reason that the air blast clips Storm Owl's right wing is up for debate. The electrical blast very nearly knocks Storm Owl off course, but he recovers before he winds up plunging down to a watery grave right next to that of the Fortress III. Not bothering to make any witty comments as of yet, Storm Owl grits his mechanical teeth and pauses, hovering in the sky just long enough to let him aim both of his fists towards Storm Eagle and let loose with a mighty blast of compressed air.

You strike Storm Eagle with a glancing hit from your Wind Blast attack.

 

Storm Eagle isn't moving..or diving. he's CAPABLE of it, but he seems rather...stationary as he grrrssss and rumbles loudly from inside, he seems to be charging something as he takes that direct blast, aiming his wings up to try to take the brunt of the blast as he takes the full on wind assault for now...as it does'nt do ALL that much damage.

Storm Eagle forfeits a turn to charge WE.

 

Storm Owl can see very well what Storm Eagle is doing here. The war bird frowns, wondering what trick the Maverick has up his sleeve. There's definitely a sense of 'he might do his old trick, but then he might KNOW that I know his old trick, so he might use a new trick, in which case he might use his OLD trick because I know he's going to use a NEW trick but will actually be using his OLD trick and not his NEW trick!' going down. But Storm Owl attempts to put such second-guessing behind him, and instead focus on the battle at hand. There's a few scattered nods coming from the direction of the Repliforce troopers, approving of what's happened so far. Storm Owl sweeps around, now moving at his top speed - something that Storm Eagle can exceed should he so choose. The bird of prey then alters course, coming in for an attack run on the currently stationary eagle. His speed, aided with gravity as he descends, generates a powerful sonic boom that explodes just as he passes by Storm Eagle. The shockwave will hopefully strike the high flying Maverick.

You strike Storm Eagle with a minor hit from your Sonic Boom attack.

 

Storm Eagle does indeed get struck with the powerful, Energentic SONIC BOOOOOOM, as it makes him careen out of control for a bit..lower and lower, but he suddenly catches his wind again and grrrsssss... his main thrusts kick in obviously evident by the sudden red glow around his back as he puts his wings back and begins to speed UPWARDS! ...then right DOWNARDS past you.... and then AROUND YOU, each time he sends out a GARGANTUAN SONIC BOOM...hoping to achive the same effect that hit him just now, back right at you. An eye for an eye so to speak. He intends to make you fall far aswell....

 

Storm Eagle strikes you with a solid hit from his Sonic Boom attack for 15 units of damage.

 

There can be no doubt of who got the better out of THAT exchange, let me tell you. Storm Owl is rocked by the eagle's far more powerful sonic boom, and the war bird is tossed away from the eagle like a soap bubble caught in the wind. But before Storm Owl can arc back down to the ground for a watery grave, the bird of prey manages to pull out of it, looking quite stunned and shocked at being knocked around so hard. Now that, ladies and gentlemen, was a solid blow for the eagle, and the Fortress V Commander is battered and bruised from it. "Nnnn... I see you learned a few new maneuvers," he mutters to Eagle. From the Repliforce half of the circle, there's shouts of 'you can get back at him, Commander!' 'show that maniac what a Repliforcer can do!', and 'only one master of the skies and that belongs to Repliforce!'. The cheers are mostly ignored by Storm Owl, however, as he's just concentrating on getting back into the game here. Without hesitating, Storm Owl dives downwards towards the eagle, seeking to nail the eagle with a well placed wing.

 

You strike Storm Eagle with a solid hit from your Wing Slice attack.

 

Storm Eagle is hit nice and hard by that move as he winces and grrrsssss and looks back to Storm Owl. That one stung, and stung hard, too. it's obvious the SKYLORD is on his last legs just now, as so is Storm Owl if the Eagle is judging this right. He grrrsssss and recoils from that attack, that left him reeling downwards for a bit again..this time lower as he bursts up. The Same shouts from the Maverick Side. "So the Turkey who's the REAL Skylord!" ... "You Can Do it Leutant!" they shout, the NPCS of Obvious Gryphon Squadron praises as Storm Bursts forth again on his possible last legs as he jets upwards and HIGHER AND HIGER into the air.... and then shuts off his boosters a moment, casuing him to free fall in the air for a bit..almost weightless as he turns himself in a manner to face Storm owl. He then comes down...down..down and down HARD on the Owl, or he attempts to. He's attempting to Hit the Owl and drive him downwards HARD. THE MOST HARDEST HE EVER HAS. of course, it could always miss. And Storm can be the laughing stock of Gryphon Squadron despite being the "Elite Aerial" Warrior he is. It's NO OR NEVER!

 

Storm Eagle strikes you with a major hit from his Supersonic Dive attack for 30 units of damage.

 

Storm Owl looks up into the sky. He can see Storm Eagle starting to fall. The war bird calculates that there is an approximately 34.5 percent chance that he'll be able to avoid this devastating assault. And so, he does the logical thing and does not even try. He has another plan in mind. Even as the eagle is accelerating to terrifying speeds, the Commander of the Fortress V raises one of his hands and motions with his fingers in an unmistakable gesture with two of his fingers: Come here. Whether this is some divine plot to throw Storm Eagle off his rocker, or whether the owl has finally succumbed to the sheer emotional violence and NEED to see his enemy fall here and now is something we may never know. But the stern, cold look on Storm Owl's face displays the tiniest hint of eagerness to end this once and for all. Storm Eagle strikes Storm Owl-

        -and with that shattering crash of metal upon metal, Storm Owl has grabbed onto the passing Eagle. Both are now descending towards the ground at a hair-raising speed. Below, in the water, one can barely see the wreckage of a spire that once belonged on the hull of the Fortress III. As the pair close in towards the spire in their combined death-fall, Storm Owl whispers to the eagle so that no-one else on either side can hear, "When you left me, Eagle, I was but the learner... now *I* am the master." There's no doubt that there's a simmering rage in the war bird's tone, barely controlled, and barely contained.

        And finally, just before the pair are going to smash into the spire in a joint death, Storm Owl breaks free and tries to pull up in time to avoid his fate. The owl is only partially successful. He misses the sharp spire, but skips along the water twice before careening into waterlogged rubble that was once a part of the Tidal Dam. Ricocheting off the ruin, Storm Owl splashes into the water, skipping once more before coming to a halt. He is barely moving. His Repliforce beret is long gone, and one of his optics has been gouged out from the collision, leaving only a bloody socket. And was Eagle able to avoid such a fate?

 

You miss Storm Eagle with your Sonic Dive attack.

 

Storm Eagle sees the incomng attack. EEP! he cannot avoid being caught.... and is now on a ride with Storm Owl..... "Only a Master of Stupidity Storm Owl!..." he yells back at the Owl as he suddenly leans a leg up and kicks away from the Owls Troubled and weakened grip, he floats around and almost hits water, but manages to keep afloat. He watches Storm Owl carreen away. He grrrsssss.... and raises a wrist at Storm Owl... A Red Dot trained on the barely moving figure. One might take the time to noitce now one of the NPC Units above is holdoing one hell of a heft looking Rocket Launcher.... and right now it's pointed down at Owl. "This is nearly over..." he retorts as he presses a button, one that WOULD had been linked to the Opsrey, but as of right now..is linked to that Rocket launcher... as the Single Missile Like Rocket carrens downwards...and downwards at Owl.. following that Red dot Storm Eagle has trained on his Oppoent.

 

This cannot be good.

 

Storm Eagle strikes you with a minor hit from his Shrike Missile attack for 8 units of damage.

 

You take less damage due to your Explosive resistances.

 

You are below your courage-endurance point.

 

The cheers from the Repliforce side of the circle have stopped. Many are starting to get their weapons out and ready for the seemingly eventual result of Storm Owl falling to the eagle. Even as the Repliforce Commander is beginning to rise from the water, shaking from the damage he has suffered. "If you... strike me down, Storm... I promise you that I shall-" There's a muffled explosion as the shrike missile smashes into Storm Owl, sending him once more hurling towards what wreckage remains of the Fortress III. Landing atop a small island of metal that was once a gun turret long ago, the war bird is laying flat on his back, showing damage from every quarter. "-return far more power-zzchtz- than you can possibly imag-zhzht-ine." There are sparks shooting from Storm Owl's lost eye. With what strength remains, he pulls out his second and last dagger, peering up at the eagle. Evidently he plans to fight to the last, and the dagger, and his last hopes, are flung towards the Maverick master of the skies.

 

You miss Storm Eagle with your Feather Missile attack.

 

You are below your courage-endurance point.

 

Storm Eagle is obviously in much better health... he see's the dagger coming, he simply tilts to the side. it JUST missies him... the Eagle grrrssss and makes two massive fists.. they SPARK with the last remaing power for the Ionic Lance as Eagle raises his two fists SKYWARD.

 

*ZORT!* the strong Magentic Electrical flux in the area has caused a LIGHTING bolt of all things to careen from the vlue sky from an indeterminate Orgin. he's attempting to Hit Storm Owl head on the MASSIVE JOLT of electricty. His eyes ablaze in an undying fury!

 

Storm Eagle strikes you with a minor hit from his Lightning Bolt attack for 8 units of damage.

 

You fall to the ground, unconscious, due to massive systems damage.

 

Repliforce troopers are already swarming down, weapons ready just in case. "Back off, Maverick!" the lead shouts, aiming a rocket launcher at anyone who looks like they're going to take advantage of the situation. Storm Owl, battered, burnt, sizzled and now missing an eye, is laying flat on his back once more, unmoving. The last electrical blast has shorted every circuit in his tattered body. His one good optic stares upwards blankly at Storm Eagle. The judge, meanwhile, buzzes in, careful not to get too close in case the eagle plans to finish the Repliforce Commander while he has the chance. "This match is over! The victor... STORM EAGLE!" he shouts. The Repliforce aerials, meanwhile, have the terrible job of picking up the pieces and preparing Storm Owl for transport back to the Fortress V.

 

Storm Eagle floats there.... and indeed begins to flap upwards now...with his Sqaudron. He turns round and humphs. He stares down at Storm Owl, coldy as well. He is also Damaged, but..he is still the one flying and afloat. He does'nt say anything about no medals..or Plaque. he just turns to his Squadron now, turning his back to Storm Owl..."Lets head back to base....this sitation is over...." and they now go off and leave. You can hear the Mavericks in back feintly telling stories of the AWESOME Battle that took place today, and how thier Leader was victorious! This day will probably go down in History among the ranks when Storm went against Storm...and the more surpreme won.