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| Episode One |
| Fighters Rejoin |
| Four years have passed since the last Tournament of Heroes was help, and ever since then, fighters from all around the globe started to sharpen their skills for this competition. What they don�t know is fighters much stronger than they can ever be exist, and they don�t stand a chance. Which brings us to�now. -------------------------------------------------- A private jet zooms noisily in the sky above the tournament parking lot. This plane is owned by Axem Cobalt, which was rebuilt from her crash 4 years ago. Currently, she has important matters on her mind. COBALT: (Thinking) Why can I never find a parking space!? She crash lands in the smallest parking space she can find, crushing six cars in the process. COBALT: Not again� She steps out of the wreckage and fires a beam of light (called the Brain Drain) anyone who saw her. All spectators have become senseless. SPECTAOR: (To Cobalt) I don�t see a plane crash. Do you? COBALT: Nope. She walks through the tournament security gates, setting off the metal detectors. SECURITY GUARD: (thinking) Her again! Great. I have to let her through because she�s made of metal. I thought I�ve seen the worst when metal hips were invented! Cobalt finds 11 other fighters near the stadium entrance and meets up with them. These 11 are Axems Midnight Blue, Magnum, Illusion, Strife, Moonlight, Elite, Snow, and Acid, with JKI, JK Acid, and Bob-omb Tetra. ELITE: Cobalt! You�re late! MAGNUM: And don�t pull that lame �traffic� excuse. COBALT: Fine�turbulence! STRIFE: Seriously, Cobalt. Give it up. MOONLIGHT: Well�while you people are yelling at each other, I�ll go sign in. -------------------------------------------------- JK ACID: No. We should all go together! MIDNIGHT BLUE: Yes�mobs of warriors always scare theses pathetic humans! Strife holds out 30-feet of metal chains. A ACID: You�re expected to behave, Midnight Blue, or else you get tied up. MIDNIGHT BLUE:�I�ll be good� MAGNUM: Hah! You�ve gotten sissier, Midnight Blue! MIDNIGHT BLUE: Grr�Shut up! MAGNUM: Why don�t you shut up!? MIDNIGHT BLUE: I asked first! MAGNUM: Well I asked second! Midnight Blue dives at Magnum. Midnight Blue tips over Magnum, since he�s built like a tank. Magnum rights himself and runs down Midnight Blue. EVERYONE ELSE: STOP IT! BOTH OF YOU! Five minutes later� Our warriors walk towards the sign-in booth, dragging behind Midnight Blue AND Magnum in chains. MIDNIGHT BLUE and MAGNUM: I�ll be good� JKI: Hah! You�re like our pair of doggies! SNOW: Stop it, JKI. You might encourage them to escape. They get in line for the sign-ups, filled with many buff looking men and women. Upon their arrival, the line for the adult division disappears, for everyone doesn�t want to be beaten up by our warriors. MIDNIGHT BLUE and MAGNUM: Cowards� They make it to the sign-up booth, operated by the same attendant as last time, Larry. ELITE: Hi, Larry! Larry looks at the large group of fighters. LARRY: All twelve of you? COBALT: Yup. All twelve. Larry signs them all in. VOICE: Well it�s about time! We find that voice belongs to the tournament referee, Jamey. JAMEY: You�re almost late! I was wondering if you were going to show up or not. JK ACID: Then blame Cobalt! She never gets here on time! JAMEY: But don�t you use that private jet that crashed in the parking lot? COBALT: It�s not my plane! STRIFE: Yes it is! COBALT: It is not, and I�m not going to cough up any cash to restore it! Jamey ignores this. JAMEY: The adult division starts at 9:00 PM. Don�t be late. In the mean time, you can watch the junior division. MIDNIGHT BLUE: NOOO!!! Not those runts again! JAMEY: Yep. Them again. Even Jamey isn�t thrilled about watching the chickens fights they call the junior division. JAMEY: I gotta go referee those stupid kids. See ya later, guys. COBALT and MOONLIGHT: PEOPLE! JAMEY: Right�people. Jamey walks to the stadium. ILLUSION: Shall we watch? MIDNIGHT BLUE and MAGNUM: NO! EVERYONE ELSE: Sure, why not? ILLUSION: Well then it�s settled. Axem Fast instantly appears next to them. EVERYONE: WHOA! FAST: Axem Fast has your tickets. -------------------------------------------------- Five minutes later� Our fighters take ringside seats in the crowded stadium. Jamey walks out from the red, brick Contestant�s Building and flicks on a cordless microphone. JAMEY: May I have your attention please! Our junior division for the Tournament of Heroes is about to begin! So if you have to go to the bathroom, please hold it in. STRIFE: (Shaking) Dang. JAMEY: But before we starts, let�s have a few motivating words from the tournament organizer, President Axem Fast! Fast suddenly appears next to Jamey, snatching the microphone. FAST: Axem Fast says, �Cool.� Axem Fast wants you to fight hard for our prizes. Fast runs back to his VIP seat. AUDIENCE: Yeah�right. JAMEY:�Anyway, let�s bring out our first fighters, Little T. and Nerd E.! MIDNIGHT BLUE: The nightmare begins. -------------------------------------------------- Two hours later� MIDNIGHT BLUE: Hehehe�unlike you chumps, I had enough sense to shield my eyes! TETRA: We knew that was pointless, but it wasn�t that big of an eyesore. JKI: We have 90 minutes to ourselves. We should use this time to eat and rest up. Then we go report back to Jamey. COBALT: YAY! NOTE: Yes, Cobalt. I made you addicted to food a little in my story. -------------------------------------------------- 85 minutes later� Our 12 fighters walk back to the colloseum from Megaclubba�s All-You-Can-Eat Buffet. ILLUSION: Good going, Cobalt. I walked by the kitchen before we left and heard the chef crying. ELITE: He may be on the path to insanity! A ACID: Not important. For now, we get back to Jamey. They meet up with Jamey infront of the Contestant�s Building. JAMEY: Oh good. You�re all here. Please step inside. They enter into the only room, with a table, a whiteboard, and a box on top of the table. The ceiling which Midnight Blue blew up has been replaced. JAMEY: For those of you who are new, will each draw a number from the box. The number will determine where you are placed in the Tournament Ladder. After that, I�ll go over the ground rules. JK Acid steps up and draws the number 3. JKI goes next. He draws a 9. They continue to go one after the other. Snow is 7, Moonlight is 12, Strife is 6, Illusion is 1, Tetra is 5, Acid is 4, Magnum is 8, Elite is 2, Midnight Blue is 10, and Cobalt is 11. JAMEY: And with that we have a full board of fighters! Let�s review. In the first fight is Axem Illusion vs. Axem Elite! Illusion and Elite nod toward each other. JAMEY: In the second fight is JK Acid and Axem Acid! Try try to shake hands, but only succeed in splashing acid on each other. MOONLIGHT: Ew� JAMEY: Third is Bob-omb Tetra and Axem Strife! Strife holds out his arm to shake hands, but Bob-ombs don�t have hands. JAMEY: Fourth in Axem Snow vs. Axem Magnum! COBALT: I wouldn�t recommend shaking hands. Snow has icy cold hands. SNOW: So true. JAMEY: Right. The next set of four fighters only have to win two battles to advance to the finals. The fifth fight is JKI vs. Axem Midnight Blue! JKI stands still and Midnight Blue just grunts. JAMEY: Last but not least, Axem Cobalt vs. Axem Moonlight! COBALT: May the better woman win. MOONLIGHT: OK� JAMEY: Now for the rules. These fights will be on a levitating stadium, 6 feet above the ground. If you happen to lose all your HP, fall out of the ring, or say, �I give up,� during a fight, you�ll be declared the loser. MAGNUM: That�s it? JAMEY: Not quite. We do not want to see any outside tools you weren�t with on your day of birth, any poking in the eyes, and absolutely NO hitting below the belt. JKI: Why�s that a rule AGAIN? JAMEY: Er�it just is! Jamey puts on a nervous smile, which quickly changes to a frown. JAMEY: I wish I didn�t have to say this, but I�m forced to by orders of president Fast. Though it has only happened once, killing your opponent is strictly forbidden. Not only will your opponent will be knocked out, but you will also be disqualified from the tournament, and not to mention to be facing some jail time. Do I make myself clear? EVERYONE: Yes, Jamey� JAMEY: Good! Axems Illusion and Elite, come with me. Everyone else, watch from the windows to your right. The windows are large enough to fit two Bowsers at the same time through, and now have glass to prevent attacks from flying in. Midnight Blue taps on the window, and then harder. MIDNIGHT BLUE: Tempered glass. Nice� Jamey, Illusion, and Elite walk to an exit with metal doors. JAMEY: Walk to the arena, and take opposite sides. Illusion and Elite kick the doors open to find an extremely anxious crowd. Illusion and Elite walk to the arena. Jamey runs ahead and pulls out at cordless microphone. JAMEY: It�s time to start the Tournament of Heroes! END OF EPISODE ONE |