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The Silverscale Lounge Arena

Ep. 40: December 2024

Hosted by Baskerra “Lounge Bitch” Hellmane

All in favor of our Lounge’s Founders

(DISCLAIMER: All characters in sexual situations are 18 and over. Just to let you know)

Part 1: The Island known as Athena

(Within a hidden nexus in the vast multiverse, there exists a single world covered by vast oceans. The only landmass that exists is an island that doesn’t really have a name. Some call it ‘Athena’, so that’s the name we’ll be going with. Anyway, this island seems barren and devoid of life, despite being perfectly habitable, complete with grassy fields, drinkable water, and even abandoned man-made structures.

One only needs to look up to the skies to see what the issue is. Surrounding the entire island and parts of the ocean surrounding it is a massive storm. It almost looks like the very sky is breaking apart like glass, revealing a swirling purple void. Even the slightest contact with the winds and rains that this storm brings can destroy any lifeform that has the misfortune of staying there for too long.

Over the course of several days, the storm will completely swallow up this island, but there are those that have decided to have some fun before that happens. People who come willingly to this island to fight against each-other in a battle-royale that has evolved constantly overtime. Alternate versions of some familiar characters, like Son Goku and Darth Vader, have even showed up in this battle royale, furthering the madcap mayhem of it all.

There was a time in which this island was destroyed, only to be replaced by a new one. For now, though, this is the OG island. The one and only. Not many gimmicks. Just a bunch of chests scattered around the place with all kinds of items that could serve the 48 combatants here well.

Indeed, 12 groups of 4 characters have been sent to the lobby of this world, which is basically just a large cliff overlooking the sea. 12 Battlebusses have been prepared, all the same size, yet they’re just big enough to contain some of the larger combatants. Anyway, they have all been teleported here for one purpose: to survive until the storm swallows up the island or only one of them remains.

Not only will the winner gain a Victory Royale, but be able to receive a wish from the one that sent them here.

 48 Characters, 12 ‘Teams’. 1 chance for a Victory Royale.)

Team #1: Baskerra Hellmane

Once more, Gigan had found himself int his Arena, but he wasn’t expecting to find himself in a not-very roomy bus. The cybernetic kaiju felt his wings pushing through some of the windows, his mandibles clicking as he gave an annoyed electronic noise.

‘Second time’s the charm, right? Well, I hope whoever’s in charge of this is watching, because when I get out, I’m gonna paint this island red!’

“GIGAN! YAY!”

That jovial tone belonged to another cybernetic kaiju. One that had fought alongside him at one point. Hugging around the surprised extraterrestrial was Megalon, the Seatopian guardian beast. The beetle-like one was hugging his ally tightly, clenching his arms with enough force to nearly cause Gigan’s visor to break.

“Easy…with…the hugging!” Gigan yelled, pushing him away. “Yeesh. You’d better hope nobody saw that!”

“Oh, I totally did.” Another returner to the Arena, Rebecca, grinned. Resting against her mechanical gloves, she examined the bird-like kaiju. “And I thought my boyfriend here was chromed out! Even I think you’re fucking overdoing it.”

Arching his singular eye in confusion, Gigan’s pupil looked to his fellow kaiju. “I’m sorry. Who’s this? She looks like she took a bath in lime soda and came out with a smart alec attitude.”

“Oh, that’s ‘becca! I should really tell you about the day we met! I was as happy as the day we met, best buddy!” Megalon tapped his drill-hands together excitedly. “It all started when-“

“AHEM. It’s bold of you three to ignore a goddess, but not appreciated! Pay attention!”

Floating in the bus in one of the few spots where she could was a VERY skimpily dressed woman, a large bow-shaped blue metal object next to her. “This bus comes with strippers?” Rebecca wondered.

Ignoring that comment, the raven-haired floating woman twisted in the air as she smugly smiled, making sure the two kaijus got to see plenty of her slender legs. “You sit in the presence of a true goddess! The most beautiful and powerful of them all, no less! You may call me Ishtar, Goddess of Beauty and Ruler of Venus! Are you not amazed by-“

She blinked in surprise when the duo suddenly fell asleep, with Gigan snoring obnoxiously. “Way to go. Not even a few minutes with you and I already wanna take a nap to sleep through whatever shit you were talking about.” Rebecca said.

“How…DARE you!” She stomped her feet down on the bus, causing it to lurch downwards. That woke up the two kaiju. “Such disrespect won’t be tolerated! Then again, I wouldn’t expect anything less from an ugly beast like you!”

“Ugly?” Megalon’s facial expression sagged, clearly hurt by that.

“Hey, fuck off!” Rebecca flipped her the bird, hugging her other arm around her boyfriend’s neck.

Gigan stood up, looking the goddess in the eye with no fear. “Can you fight or are you gonna be the first one eliminated?” Gigan wondered, only for the floor of the bus to open up. “Guess we’re finding out right now.” He said as he floated above the sky.

While Megalon instantly grasped around Rebecca before she could fall, Ishtar gave a smug smile. “Fine. Watch closely, demon. You’ll be on your knees, singing my praises soon.”

“We’ll see about that!” With a toothy smirk, he flew down, joining the many others in skydiving towards the island.

Team #2: Chianticat

Normally, the angelic rabbit known as Angel Gabby was a forgiving soul. True, attempting to stretch herself across the entire internet of her version of Earth had nearly stretched her sanity thin, but her unyielding devotion to spreading love and protection to the innocent was so ironclad that her sanity endured.

That being said, she knew a monster when she saw one.

Or two, in this case.

Her wings were spread out and her golden aura was taking a more intense hue as she looked up at the much taller insectoid overlord, his cape covering much of his body as he just stood there, not flinching. “Am I supposed to be intimidated? I’ve crushed far more powerful beings than you, whatever you are.”

“Normally, I would find it in myself to see if there’s any good in you…but I’ve looked at your soul, Brevon. It’s tar-black. Have you literally no remorse?” She asked, her hands glowing with holy energy.

The other person in the room, the bounty hunter anthro fish known as Dennis, joined Lord Brevon’s side, crossing his arms. “My answer’s gonna be the same as his. Mainly, we don’t care in the least. Long as we have fun, that’s all that matters.” He then nudged the taller one. “So…my services go to anybody who will let me kill people. Wanna see what I can get done in a minute?”

“Indulge yourself. I’d rather not stain my hands with such a pitiful creature.” A guitar was suddenly thrown at the evil one’s head, but it just shattered against the green blade he quickly unveiled. “Who dares?”

Sitting up from her seat, the punk-rock musician known as Reko Yabusame stood up, grabbing a shard of her guitar and ready to use it on the villains. “Stomping on those you think are weaker than you? God, you’re pathetic.” She lifted her broken part at the duo. “So, who’s up first? The oversized bug with the stupid unibrow or the walking fish-fry?”

“You wanna get tough? Good. So do I.” Dennis cracked his knuckles, spikes suddenly emerging from his boots. “Don’t be surprised when I walk all over you-“

With a single blast of holy energy from her hands, Angel Gabby had literally split the Battlebus in half, causing both to start plummeting down. “Off we go, virtuous one!” She scooped Reko up, surprising her.

‘Y’know, as far as getting transported to random locations that might result in a horrible death go…this is actually kind of nice, if a little bizarre.’ She looked at her lagomorph ally, many questions rushing through her mind. ‘Does she know…if Alice will be safe when I get back home?’

Team #3: Kirby

Throughout the Arena’s history, there have been a few characters so terrifyingly powerful that nerfing them was an absolute necessity. Bagan…Saitama…Spongebob Squarepants…and now, there was the Living Fortress herself: Maple.

Still clad in her incredibly durable Armor of the Black Rose and carrying around her signature Greatshield/shortsword, she was immediately met with finding herself in the presence of a VERY peeved cartoonish creature in overalls. He kind of resembled a bear with bug antennae, his rage growing by the second.

“This ain’t my property! GRAAAAARGH!” Fuzzy Lumpkins shouted, only for a series of electric balls to crash into him, comically electrocuting him until the fuzz around him poofed up. “H-hey! I didn’t ask for any makeover!” He tried to move around with all that fuzz, only to finding himself swinging wildly in the air.

Having wanted to help the armored one, the Evotar known as Lea gave a friendly wave at Maple. “Hi.” Her vocabulary was still limited, but she was still able to show that she was a friend and, unlike the other teammate, not a hostile.

“Oh, hi! Is this a new game mode? It looks a lot less ‘fantasy’ and more…uh…what were the many types of game genre again?” Maple wondered. “Also, why do I feel…weaker? Like all my progress just went down the drain?”

“Don’t let that get you down! Who cares what’s happening?! Let’s have some fun!” The more cheerful member of the group, the high-flying Gym Leader of Unova known as Skyla, excitedly said. “Truth be told, I have zero idea of what’s going on, but this is one fun way to jump into it!”

She opened the door, looking at the vast sea, as well as the storm in the distance. She also looked down, seeing just how far everybody was above the clouds. “Oooooh, this is what I’m talking about! You all have sky-diving experience, right?”

Maple looked down as well, only to immediately back away. “Eep! That looks way too high!” Lea also looked perturbed at the sheer height they were at.

Patting down his fur, Fuzzy lifted his banjo again, taking another swing at the group…only for his swing to smash a sizable hole in the Battlebus, causing it to split in half from underneath. “Uh…whoops.” They floated in the air for a few moments, with even Skyla looking slightly mortified.

“…QUICK! Flap your arms!” Maple exclaimed, only for her to be the first to experience gravity, the rest following as she fell like a rock.

Team #4: Snivygreen22

For the sake of everybody aboard this Battlebus, the powerful Explosive Scale Wyvern known as the Bazelgeuse was in a deep sleep, snoring peacefully and not realizing that he was surrounded by three other combatants.

Two of them were returning to the Arena, ready to wreak more havoc. One of them was the Ji-Woon Hak, better known as the Trickster. The fact that the beast was taking up more space and, therefore, seemingly going to get more attention than himself was already causing him to slowly drag his knife-bat combo across the bus. “One quick ram of this to its eye…”

He licked his lips at the geyser of blood that would erupt, but he suddenly felt…sane. Like his murderous tendencies were starting to fade. ‘N-no! Everything that makes me phenomenal! What is this?! Is this…madness?!’ He grasped his head, almost dropping his bat before he turned to find an unexpected sight.

The other returner was none other than the Hell Fairy known as Clownpiece, her torch still burning bright as ever. “Hiya! I’m so glad I could make it again! So, what’s your story?” She examined him a bit more, quizzically turning her head. “Wow. I haven’t even used my torch that much and you already look like you lost your marbles!”

“Get out of my head RIGHT now.” He hissed, raising his bat. “Get back in your seat.” His tone changed to a much more cheerful one, so many sadistic ideas running through his head. “I’m about to put on a show you won’t soon forget.”

Yawning loudly, the fourth combatant started to awaken. She was sitting atop the resting Flying Wyvern, her Ibuki Gourd attatched to a long chain. The density-manipulating oni known as Suika Ibuki was chugging down her sake once again, preparing for battle. “So…when are we gonna fight? I’m getting bored already!”

Her loud tone of voice was causing the Bazelgeuse to stir in his sleep, his eye suddenly opening and detecting signs of hostility. Being drawn to battle, this caused the monster to start getting up, spreading out his wings as his explosive scales started to heat up.

“Shit!” The Trickster knew he was outmatched. Realizing he had a glider attached to his back (though he wasn’t sure how that got there), he was the first to disembark, flinging himself into the open and spreading out his arms, already thinking of what he would do when he landed.

‘Now…the masterpiece begins!’

Back in the Battlebus, Clownpiece was watching as the beast fully woke up. “Ready for some lunacy, you big scaley brute?” She asked. “Does calling you that piss you off? Does it?”

“RAAAAAAAAARGH!” Letting out a bellowing roar, the Flying Wyvern prepared to wreak havoc…only to feel something incredibly strong SLAM against his skull, causing him to smash into the floor of the bus.

“Ah, shuttup!” Suika said drunkenly, having slammed her fist against the Bazelgeuse’s head. Needless to say, the Battlebus was reduced to scrap, resulting in the group now falling out of the sky.

Team #5: GenericoThrown

Due to the tight space he was in, the Autobot tank known as Warpath had to stay in his vehicle mode, though his barrel was already shaking with anticipation. “Oh, boy! Oh, boy! Oh, boy! When I get out of here, I hope you guys are ready to see some ZAM! POW! BOOM!” He exclaimed.

Two other combatants were resting on his large alt-mode, having originally found themselves boxed in when he materialized. “My, aren’t you a beautiful pile of devastation on wheels?” Th Assaultron known as KL-E-O (better known as Kleo) seductively said, tracing her finger across the barrel.

“Wh-whoa! Easy there! That’s sensitive!” He chuckled. “And yeah! I bring the BOOM! BANG!”

“Is there a Krogan in this tank?” The quarrian engineer known as Tali’Zorah wondered. “Also, doesn’t it frighten any of you that we’ve been transported unexpectedly into an unknown environment, forced to fight to the death?”

“You say that like it’s a bad thing, honey.” Kleo stated. “By the way, nice suit. I hope you don’t mind if I blast a few holes right through it once we get this party started.” Though Tali had become far more trusting of robotic lifeforms, the obviously sinister tone of the robot before her was causing her to reach for her shotgun.

“Everyone! Lend me your ears!” Another robotic being stepped forth, her large back-fins looking like a pair of angelic wings. The Toa Mahri of Water, Hahli, was raising her hands, trying to calm the group down. “This is not my first time being transported to another realm, but, during those moments, it was through unity that me and my friends managed to survive.”

“If you need something destroyed, then you can count me in as a team player! KA-BLAM!” Warpath excitedly said.

“Whatever. As long as you can guaranteed that we’ll have plenty of gratuitous violence to enjoy.” Kleo shrugged.

Tali couldn’t help but notice that the robot’s mask looked awfully similar to her own helmet, right down the glowing eyes behind the glass-like surface, though it looked more suited for diving into deep oceans. “So, what are you exactly? I don’t want to sound rude, but you are…quite fascinating.”

“Oh! Same to you. I am Hahli, Toa of Water. I shall protect us as we find a way out of this nightmare.” She said with great resolve, extending her Protosteel Talons from her hand.

Suddenly, Warpath blasted right through the front of the bus, causing it to freefall. “WHOOPS! Got a little too excited! Guess we’re doing it now!”

“KEELAH!” Tali cried out, instantly wrapping her arms around Hahli as they fell, the Toa’s fin wings already providing a way to glide through the air.

Team #6: Nighthawk87

Normally, the Summoner (or Kiran or Eclat) of the Order of Heroes was used to summoning people to help her with his quests, but, now, she was being summoned with what seemed to be an entire fleet of other characters, given the presence of multiple Battlebusses.

While most of the characters had their ranged weaponry not included with them, she was at least able to keep the portal functionality of Breidablik. She would have used it to get off the bus, but she soon found himself in familiar company.

“Summoner! It’s great to fight by your side again! What adventure are we on this time?” The future queen of Nioavellir and Mythic Hero of Astra, Reginn, excitedly asked. Her drone companion was still with her, ready to activate her Gullinbursti at a moment’s notice.

“…”

“I figured something was up.” She now sounded serious, understanding the gravity of the situation. “We just got transported here by a strange magical power just to fight for our own summoner’s amusement. That doesn’t sit well with me.”

“Who cares?! It just means you two don’t miss out on the fun!”

The other two combatants were in the back, one of them leaning against one of the seats with a smug smile. Looking like a punk rocker with a pink mohawk, Ringmaster Scarr got a good look at her teammates. “So, what can you two do? TELL ME that it involves lots of destruction. We gotta make this exciting!”

Her companion was far more taciturn, the demonic-looking woman in punkish overalls with bags over her eyes known as Desdemona. She just gave a small smile at the duo, even giving them a peace-sign.

“…”

Scarr arched her brow. “Not much of a talker, are you? Shame. I would love to hear your war cry! Here’s mine!” Whipping out a random guitar, she strummed it loud enough to rock the bus, the soundwaves also causing the others to cover their ears.

“Ow! I’m not sure who or what you two are, but how could you be okay with this?!” Reginn wondered. “We’re being forced-“

“To fight to the death. C’mon! Think about the excitement! The battles! The drive to win at any cost!” Scarr interrupted. “In fact, I hope you guys are ready! This looks like our stop!”

Still keeping her distance, Reginn then took the time to look around. “This tech…if I had more time, maybe I could look into it and-“

“Here we go.” Desdemona said in a husky tone, already stepping out before the floor of the bus gave way.

“…!” Kiran looked shocked, her hood billowing in the wind as Scarr happily dove down, letting out several yips of joy.

“Yikes! Activating Gullinbursti!” Reginn’s drone materialized a large centaur-like mech around the blue-haired woman, which dove down much faster due to its heavy build. That allowed her to grab around Kiran, allowing her to ride atop the mech as they descended.

Team #7: Fax5

So many times, Yang had found herself in this Arena and, during those times, things did not end well. “Okay! Round ‘Whatever’! This time, I’m ready for whatever’s coming!” She slammed her fists into each-other, her gauntlets activating as they prepared to unleash devastation upon her foes.

An impressed whistle got her attention, belonging to redheaded woman wearing glasses and sporting a confident grin. She carried a grenade launcher with her, as well. “Is it me or did I see sparks fly when you clashed your fists together? Are those explosive? Heh. This gets more and more exciting with each minute.”

“And you are?” Yang knew it was wise to get to know her teammates, even though she just heard that this whole thing would be basically a deathmatch between pretty much everybody. That, and the smug smile that this woman was giving was activating her need to be cautious.

“Name’s Reyna, but you can call me ‘Rose’.” She replied. “And I really hate to burst whatever bubble you have, but I’ll be the one winning this. Who knows what I’ll win if I do?”

The blonde just gave a confident smirk of her own. “Sure. Long as I don’t end up winning first.” She then looked to her side. “Okay, who else is joining me in the madness?”

Sitting at the bus was a beautiful raven-haired woman in casual housewife attire. “Oh, don’t mind me! I’m just…wait…I was on my way to the Town Hall when…” Yor Forger remembered a flash of light, instructions from a random video screen, and now flying on this bus over the clouds. “…maybe the bus I took is taking a different route? A really high one, too.”

“I’ll tell you what’s happening!” The information broker of SAO, Argo (or Hosaka Carina Tomo) exclaimed, showing up like a mouse scurrying above the seat. “This is all part of one big game world and we just got thrust into it! Crazy, right?”

“Who cares? As long as I get what I want. That includes one heck of an adventure.” Rose looked at the island below. “Shame it’ll take a while before we land.”

Yor also looked, even further confused. “Is there a brochure? Spots where I can maybe find a phone to call my family?”

“Hate to break it to you, but this isn’t a vacation. Just stick with me and-“

Yang was interrupted when the bus floor suddenly collapsed, causing all to fall out. “Whoa! We’re doing this now!” Rose exclaimed.

“Yeah! We sure are! Race you to the bottom!” Argo exclaimed, extending her razor claws outwards as Yang and Yor also found themselves plummeting.

Team #8: SomeAngstyDude

Velora stretched as she got up, looking outside the window. “We’re doing this again? Fine. Who am I with this time?” She wondered, the muscular Megalodon anthro then realizing that she was dressed in a default Fortnite skin, one that gave her a tanktop and shorts. “Huh. Clothes. Sure, why not?”

“So, you’re here too, Vel’?” Isabella Kane, one of the shark anthro’s friends, wondered. “How does this work again?”

“We basically beat the shit out of each-other until one of us is left standing.” She replied, leaning against the side of the Battlebus until it started to tilt. That caused it to start descending a bit faster. “You feeling up for it? No hard feelings if I come out of on top.”

“Is that a challenge?” Despite the bizarre nature of whatever was going on, Isabella couldn’t resist the opportunity to test her might against the megalodon anthro, cracking her knuckles.

“HI-YAH!” A pitchfork suddenly slammed in-between them, with the other two combatants rolling around as they wrestled. “Rolf shall vanquish you, foul flying rat of the darkness!”

His opponent, the Alien Kamiran known as Carmilla, let out a loud roar as she tried to bite the Peach Creek farmer, her tail wrapping around one of his legs as her fangs pierced through the bottom of the bus. “You are a fool to challenge me AND call me that! I shouldn’t even be here! I should be with my beloved!”

Picking up the pitchfork, Velora stabbed through Rolf’s shirt, lifting him up. “Save the fight for after we disembark, string bean.”

“String bean? Rolf is not a string bean. Rolf is as mighty as the great potato and strong as the firmest celery stalk!” He shouted before calming. “In the midst of Rolf’s battle with the blood-sucking beast of my village’s past, Rolf heard the word ‘challenge’. It would be a dishonor if Rolf did not get in on that, walking devil-fish.”

The Megalodon anthro looked to the other three, with a very annoyed Carmilla crossing her arms and glaring at the human. “Just…try to keep up, alright?” She stated.

“Ho ho ho! Rolf could ask the same of you! Now, as Rolf’s friends say…” He swiped the pitchfork from Velora’s claws, suddenly slamming it into the bottom of the bus with enough force to cause it to plummet. “LET’S GET THIS SHOW ON THE ROAD!”

“WHAT THE FUCK?!” Isabella shouted, the bus coming apart piece by piece as it fell from a great height.

Team #9: Meowth

Within this bus, two villains stood back-to-back, waiting for one of them to make the first move against each-other. Both had indominable wills and extraordinary power, but they were complete opposites in terms of personality.

One of them was the infamous head of his own organization, Black Hat. Returning to the Arena once again, he was still displeased with his previous involvement in that one, his desire to win and wreak further havoc unsated. This time, he at least didn’t have an explosive collar around his neck, allowing him to unleash whatever mayhem he pleased.

The other was Dr. Doom, now decked in Pandora armor. He had remembered this universe somewhat, though it was mostly a blur. He knew that there was SOME form of power here that greatly interested him, but, for now, he would focus on annihilating any who dared stand in his way.

“You know…there is something to be said about a man who was transported back in time and returned to the present…by waiting.” Black Hat admitted. “As far as villains go, you’re…slightly less pathetic than most.”

“Doom does not need your backhanded compliments.” The Latverian ruler stated. “Know that any action against me will result in your complete destruction. You are not the first supernatural entity I have crushed.”

“And you are not the first villain with a massive ego who fails to grasp that he is standing in the presence of pure manevolence.” Black Hat’s teeth started to increase in size, tentacles and glitchy shadows surrounding him as the bus began to shake.

“You two gonna, y’know, fight or what?” A chill laid-back female voice asked. “It would be waaaay better if you two just hugged it out.”

The two turned to the other two combatants. Both of whom were far more familiar with the setting they were currently in, as they consisted of the relaxed cat anthro known as Meowskulls and the sentient silent avatar known as Tarr. The former was lounging in her seat, while the other was signing for Doom and Black Hat to get along.

Ignoring them, Doom looked out the window, gazing upon the island. “Something about this place…it calls to Doom. All that power within…power that could be used to power Latveria for an eternity.”

“Bah! A villain with even a trace of empathy is no villain at all!” Black Hat groused.

“At least I have something to fight for. You seem like the type to do evil for evil’s sake. Pathetic.” The Latverian ruler replied.

Looking unamused, one of Black Hat’s tentacles punched through the roof of the vehicle, smashing through the blimp portion. That caused the vehicle to rapidly descend, the evil one’s facial expression not changing a bit as this happened. “Whoa! Put the brakes on this thing, dudes!” Meowskulls exclaimed, while Tarr clung to one of the seats.

Glaring at his foe, Doom’s fists began to crackle with yellow volts. “Very well. Doom accepts your challenge!”

Team #10: Buddhe

Once Starscream realized where he was (mainly, crammed into another location vaguely resembling an Arena box), he groaned. “Very well! No mistakes this time! I will win this Arena and claim my place as true leader of the Decepticons! It’s going to be glorious! It’s going to be-“

“Starscream?”

That voice snapped the Decepticon Seeker out of his rant, causing him to turn to a familiar blonde-furred Khajit woman. “Ah! Katia! Somebody I can depend on! This is already looking promising.”

“Wait! We’re doing this again?” Katia looked outside, her fur standing on end when she realized how high they were. “Uh…are we…flying?”

“Never flew before?” The Seeker asked. “It’s a glorious feeling, but let’s not dwell on that. Who else is here?”

Rubbing his head, a rather hunky man in a red/blue suit with a cape stood up. Like Maple, he too had been greatly nerfed, but he was still able to use his many superpowers (albeit with only a fraction of their power). “What just happened? I was…wait…is this Warworld or…?” Superman wondered.

“You! Earthling!” Starscream shouted, poking his finger at the other’s chest. “What can you do aside from wear that RIDICULOUS outfit?!”

“We’re not enemies! We just want to get out of here in one piece!” Katia gave a double thumbs-up, though she started to feel increasingly calm when in the presence of this man, perhaps due to the warm aura around him. “So, what can you do?”

“I can do all I can to keep us safe. Something about this defiantly isn’t right.” He remarked. “Do you know about any of this?” He asked the duo.

“Only that, once we’re here, we’re going to be fighting against pretty much everybody else that was sent here.” Starscream answered. “Now, answer us! Are you good in a fight or will your designation be ‘cannon fodder’?”

He was surprised when Superman flew up to his face, crossing his arms. “I’m not in the mood to play this game, if destroying everybody is the only way out. I’d rather look for a way in which we ALL get out of here. Not just our group, but everybody else.”

“Noble sentiment, but it doesn’t look like that’ll be an option.” A sharply dressed pine martin anthro spoke, stepping into the fray. “Adrian Corneli, at your service.” He generated blue flames in his hands. “You heard the instructions. We destroy everybody in our path and then we can leave.”

“What he said!” Starscream exclaimed.

“I dunno. The idea of just…not killing anybody and taking our leave sounds pretty appealing.” Katia wondered.

“Alas, we don’t have that luxury. You saw the storm, right?” Adrian pointed to the distance, the storm looking incredibly violent within the clouds.

As if to prove his point, one bolt from the storm struck across the distance…and hit the Battlebus, causing it to fall apart. “GAH! TRANSFORM!” Quickly, Starscream transformed into his Harrier Jet mode, his cockpit opening up to allow a shocked Katia to fall in.

Instantly, Superman felt like gravity was weighing him down, but he still flew through the clouds, trying to catch Adrian. “No need! I’ve got this!” The Pine Martin anthro stated, using his flames to propel him through the sky.

Letting him do his own thing, Superman zoomed through the clouds, extending his fists outward as he saw that others were plummeting down as well.

Team #11: A Fan

It didn't take long for things to get ugly for this team, as the two ladies in had already begun fighting over who should be leader. One of them was the detective anthro rabbit named Abbi. The other was the mysterious and rather haughty woman known only as ‘Princess’.

Already, the rabbit anthro was trying to get the situation under control, despite Princess’ aggressive ranting. "Okay, normally, this isn't in my jurisdiction, but whoever’s in charge of this game made it mine by kidnapping us! As someone who works with the police, I'm more qualified to lead than you are.”

“As if! I deserve to lead so that I can prove to everyone that Brazil is the best and deserves more recognition!" Princess retorted back.

"Like I would listen to someone whose Mega Man comic was about as accurate to the source material as that Artemis Fowl movie was to the books." Abbi shot back.

The arrogant one gasped in offense to that comparison. "Haven't you ever heard of artistic liberties?! Not every adaptation has to be one-to-one the same!"

Before the two could come to blows, a random man interrupted the argument. "Hey! We must stoop this fitting! We need to fight the Evil Boss! They have taken us to do bad things to us because they hate humens!"

Yet another random guy (this one looking more low-poly than his pal) chimed in, sounding like a text-to-speech machine. "I don't know what any of you are talking about, but if you’re looking for the one that’s taken me from my buddy Chris, then I will join you so that when we find them I will shove the nearest object far up their-"

"I'm sorry, but who are you two?" Abbi interrupted, one of her ears rising in confusion.

The ‘saver of humens’ excitedly spoke up, suddenly appearing at a random diagonal angle. "I am John Freeman, Gordon Freeman's brother, and it's time for me to live up to my family name and face FULL LIFE CONSEQUENCES!"

Shoving him to the side, the second man began to boast."And I am Swagmaster, the swaggiest and most sexiest person in the universe!"

Princess just scoffed. "Riveting. Now listen up! You will all follow my lead, and together we will show everyone else why Brazil is the best country in the world!"

"Will you stop talking about Brazil!? We have just been taken to who-knows-where to get forced into a battle royale! We need to focus on not getting utterly wrecked!” Abbi interjected.

"The bnuuy is write!” John interjected. “We need to foecus on finding the Evil Boss that traped us here!"

"Not to mention that I think I’m most deserving of leading anyways." Swagmaster inputted.

"Oh really?" Princess sneered. "And what makes you think you're more qualified to lead than me?"

"Well, I'll have you know that I served in the military, where I have to deal with the constant threat of aliens that shoot doors right at your pingas. That's what makes me the most qualified for leadership." Swagmaster offered.

The two ladies just stood there, mouths agape, completely baffled by what he had just said. Breaking the silence, John Freeman beamed at what his friend had said. "I think he is cool dude. He has fought evil aliens from science and outer space. That means he has good soul."

"It seems that I have gotten two votes. Since I think you two ladies won’t vote for anyone else but yourselves, you know what that means?" Swagmaster then began to dance while gloating "I win bitches! I win bitches! I win bitcheeees!"

Abbi buried her face into her hands, deciding that it was way too early to be dealing with all of this without a good cup of coffee…and that was before the floor of the bus suddenly collapsed from under them, causing them to start plummeting down to the island…

Team #12: Crazy Coyote

Baiken would have much preferred traveling the world with Delilah, but, once more, the Arena had transported her to this very same Arena, although being on a bus parachuted over a large island was new. “Tch. What a freaking pain. Let’s just get this over with so I can get on with my life.” The swordswoman said, taking a swig of sake as she did so.

“It’s odd.” A blonde man said as he stepped forward, causing her to turn to face him. “Tell me. Have you been to space?”

“No. What does it matter?” She wondered, curious about his seemingly random question.

“It does. Only those who escape Earth’s gravity can ever hope to achieve total evolution. You, on the other hand…I detect great power already.” Char Aznable, the ruler of Neo Zeon, stated. “Not just from you, but from him.”

Indeed, another returner to the Arena was here. Kazuma Kiryu, the Dragon of Dojima, stood up when he heard that. “So…the goal of this game is to fight until one remains? It sounds barbaric…but, then again, this entire Arena is nothing but one big video game. I suppose I can allow myself to throw my strongest punches unrestrained.”

With his Newtype powers, Char could sense that this man was INCREDIBLY strong, as well as the woman. The other one in the group was much more silent as she stood up in her rather revealing outfit. One that was rather…quiet.

In fact, her silence was causing Char to feel as if something else was up with her. Like she was holding back something quite…catastrophic. Regardless, he felt great curiosity at those around him, all of them having something unique to bring to the table. “So…will we be close allies or fierce foes?”

“Given what we’re about to go through…” Baiken slowly got out her blade. “Don’t worry. I’ll make it quick.”

“You two can have your duel.” Kiryu stated. “When we land, I’ll go on a walk. If you want to join me or fight me, you’ll know where to fight me.”

Quiet kept her distance, but she had a similar idea. Ever since unleashing the parasite within her during that one fateful mission involving Venom Snake, she had wandered aimlessly throughout the world. The promise of a wish, though seemingly outlandish, was all she had left, so she was already thinking of ways to win this.

Before any further discussion could happen, the floor gave out, causing all to fall. “What the?!” Baiken shouted, but she regained her calm, diving down along with the other three.

With Char, however, he suddenly revealed a red square in his hand. “Sazabi!” Materializing around him was a bulky blood-red cycloptic mobile suit, armed with a Beam Shot Rifle, Attack Drones, missiles, a Diffuse Beam Abdomen Blaster, and so forth.

Unlike most times he had used this mech, it functioned more like body armor, his face behind the piercing mono-eye of the mighty machine. “May the glory of Neo Zeon…begin again!”

The stage was set. The battlebusses were either leaving or no more. All 48 combatants were falling out of the sky. Some would eventually learn that they had hangliders to bring them down safely. Others were just using their natural flying/gliding abilities to head down.

The battle royale could truly begin once everybody had made it past the cloud layer above Athena.

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MATCH START!

PART 2: Falling to Athena

(FORTNITE BUT ITS METAL!!!-LittleVMills)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8cJWgOpEwL4

Once everybody started falling, it was pretty much total anarchy in the sky. Projectiles and other ranged weaponry flew around, even before anybody got close to the ground.

Gigan laughed as he glided through the sky, blasting his Gigarium Cluster through the sky. “You’re missing out, Megalon! It’s like shooting fish in a barrel!” A shadow appeared over him, causing him to look up. “Uh…what?!”

“HOW ‘BOUT A BILLION FISHES?!” Using her mastery over density (population density, that is), Suika had cloned herself into many much smaller copies, all of which were extending their fists downwards against the kaiju. Shattering against his back, he let out a strangled cry as he rocketed towards the ground.

Those copies would find themselves being sent back by a flurry of laser blasts that Ishtar was unleashing, the skimpy goddess flying through the air. “I guess it’s time for somebody as beautiful as me to show you how it’s done!” She exclaimed. She proceeded to fire more lasers, twirling through the air as they danced around her for added defense.

As if riding on the air, Reginn’s Gullinbursti armor rode downwards, her sword extended as green energy crackled through it. “Just stick by my side, friend!” She shouted at Kiran, only to see that she wasn’t there. “Kiran?!”

Looking down, she saw that somebody had swooped in earlier, grasping the hero with her talons before sinking her fangs into her. Carmilla had used her wings (despite being only able to glide now) to fly her through the air, swooping around while firing a few of her Arrow Blasts, as well. This time, she was also able to feed off Kiran, draining her utterly dry.

“So mouth-watering! I’ve forgotten what this is like!” She shouted, tossing aside her corpse before finding herself tailed by Reginn. “I am sorry it has come to this, but this is a fight for survival!”

“For the honor of my fallen friend, you will PAY, demon!” Reginn shouted, increasing the speed of her mech as she tailed Carmilla downward so much that it looked like whatever place they’d land in would crater unless the Alien Kamiran did a sharp turn upwards.

Gabby continued to hold Reko close, trying to guide her through the havoc. “It’s like a scene out of some sci-fi movie.” The punk rocker remarked.

“Try not to let it get to you. They’re all just working out their differences. If they have an ounce of empathy, I’m sure they’ll realize how silly this whole game is.”

Nearly striking them were the wrestling bodies of Hahli, Velora, and Tali. The quarrian was trying to get a good shot with her shotgun, only for the megalodon anthro’s tail to smack that aside. “Wait! I kind of need that!”

“Too bad! You’re both going down!” Velora had Hahli in a headlock, only for the toa to ram the back of her head against the other’s nose, disorienting the anthro fish before she slammed her Cordak blaster down on that head again, nearly knocking Velora out cold. Using her fin-wings, she dove down, nearly stabbing her claw weapon into her foe’s chest.

“Villain of the sea, even outside of the water, I am not to be underestimated!” She shouted.

Skyla was having the time of her life, freely skydiving downwards and waiting until the last second to use her glider. “WHOOOOO-HOOOOO!” She exclaimed, even doing a few somersaults in the air as this happened.

Isabella Kane noticed this, already using her glider to quickly get down. “There’s somebody living the dream.” She remarked, also watching as Velora’s fight with the others vanished into the distance thanks to some rapidly approaching mountains getting in her view.

Elsewhere in the air, Superman would realize he had a glider, but he had no need. He just flew through the air faster than a speeding bullet. “You sure everybody has a working parachute?” He asked, speaking with Meow Skulls and Tarr.

“Yeah, dude! Thanks for asking! Don’t worry about us! I’d worry more about what happens when we get there!” The feline one said, already activating her glider. Tarr gave a friendly wave as they parted ways, floating away gradually.

They would almost pass Baiken, the ronin gliding peacefully down before landing on one of the taller areas. There, she would rest, sitting as she looked above. “Least the locale’s nice.” She remarked.

As he approached a small abandoned town known as Pleasant Park, Superman looked up to see the progress of everybody else. Whenever he saw violence taking place, he sighed. “They shouldn’t have to be fighting for the amusement of whoever’s in charge. One way or the other, I need to stop this.” He tried to fly back up…only to see that he could only fly so far up. “Of course, it can’t be that easy.”

Back with his group, Starscream was flying circles around most of those in the air, descending down with great speed. Katia was clinging the controls within his cockpit, her claws sinking into the fabric. “Cease your cowardice! Victory awaits us!” The Decepticon shouted.

“LOOK OUT!” She yowled.

“KA-BLAM!”

A single shot struck one of his wings, causing him to free-fall all the way to where Superman was. He almost got a good look at the one who attacked him, but he and Katia were too busy screaming their heads off.

Indeed, Warpath was gliding around in his tank-mode, the glider able to hold up his weight as he spun around, firing his barrel at every opportunity. “ZAM! POW! I’ve got ‘em on the ropes!”

“You sure do.” Kleo stated, rubbing her finger around that red-hot barrel, her thighs gripping around it. “I could watch this unleash its power for so many hours…but I want to terminate some organics, too.” She fired her eye laser, trying to aim for the hangliders of anybody trying to glide peacefully down.

In another spot, Princess and Abbi were finding themselves having to make various poses in the air to avoid the MANY knives that Trickster was throwing at them. “Scream! Let’s see if your very lungs will burst from how much terror you’re feeling!”

“How…dare…you! I should…kick…your ass…all the way down to the ground for this!” Princess shouted. “The greatest hero of Brazi…shouldn’t have to put up with this!”

“Guys! I need back-up!” Abbi cried out, one knife nearly slicing her ear. “How are these even traveling this fast?! That defies all physics!”

Instead of helping, Swagmaster was still falling as he went on a rant. “What the fuck is this shit? Fortnite?! I really got trapped in this cringe fest?!” He then whipped out his assault blaster. “Fine. Time to get an instant Victory Royale!”

“Incomiiiiiiiing!” Maple shouted from above, clutching her shield as the sheer force of it falling caused Swagmaster to start spinning in the air, flipping around in multiple directions.

“Whoawhoawhoawhoa…” He kept repeating that same phrase, his eyes wide as he struggled to regain control.

John Freeman managed to save the day, as he dove down to then wrap his body around the Trickster’s back. “I have succeed! It is time to the do that the thing that I must do because I have to do!”

“Get off of me, you-“ The Trickster proceeded to get beat up by the man’s crowbar, the duo falling together as one while their teammates used their gliders.

Princess flew away from the anthro rabbit, flipping her the middle finger. “I don’t need a team! I will prove that Brazil is the greatest country of all by myself!” That just made Abbi roll her eyes as she flew towards where John went.

Another fight was taking place mid-air, as Fuzzy Lumpkins slammed his banjo against Rolf’s fist. “Rolf shall utterly destroy this walking pile of Nana’s magically alive pile of nose-hairs!”

“That don’t make sense, but I don’t care! I just want you gone!” Fuzzy shouted, slamming his banjo against another fist, only to get punched in the nose so hard that he was sent rocketing into another portion of the map.

Clownpiece swirled her torch in the air as she went down, spreading some madness across the other combatants. Lea, for instance, found herself glitching, her eyes showing various pixels dancing around. “Wh-wh-wh-wh-why-why-why-why…” She kept repeating that, grasping her head before regaining enough sanity to use her glider.

“Lunacy, lunacy, lunacy everywhere!” The Hell Fairy exclaimed, only to be pushed aside by Lord Brevon, the evil one rushing past her while enveloped in green energy. “Hey! Not during my fun! RUDE!”

While Argo fell, she attempted to pickpocket Rose, the woman having already gotten her glider out. “Let’s see what we’ve got here…” The mouse-like one continued to move her fingers through those pockets, the redhead too busy focusing on where to travel to.

‘I swear, I’ve heard of this game before. It’s probably going to be easier than most of the stuff I deal with on a regular basis.’ She supposed.

Using her legs to use her glider, Quiet stayed upside-down, using her sniper skills to track down any possible targets to deal with. When she moved her rifle to where Black Hat and Dr. Doom were having a fight, she found it hard to get a clear shot, causing her to move around and adjust her aim, only to land far away from anybody.

Sending streams of lasers from his fingertips and using his jet boots, Dr. Doom avoiding the many tentacle strikes of his foe, though a few slammed against his chest. “You wanted a challenge?! Now, you have one, monstrosity!” Doom exclaimed. All he got were a series of aggressive laugh/roars, the massive mass of Black Hat forming a spinning wheel as they full descended down onto the ground.

While Scarr and Desdemona were gliding peacefully together, the punkish one sighed. “There’s got to be some battle I can join! I can’t just let this whole game pass me by!” She exclaimed, only to see Yor floating around.

“She’s pretty.” Desdemona gave a small smile, blushing as she looked upon the MILF.

“Yeah, well, she’s still an enemy! Time for me to kick this party off with a great start!” Gliding towards Yor, she snarled, barely able to contain her excitement. “Hey! Hold tight! It’s a long way down where you’re going!”

Yor’s assassination instincts told her an enemy was approaching, causing her to extend her leg quickly, shattering through the glider the hyena anthro was using. When she realized what she had done, she let out a small gasp. “Oops! That was just a reflex!”

Already, Scarr had landed into the ground hard by the time Yor was finished with that apology, groaning during the whole time.

Dennis had found himself in a fight with Yang, the woman slamming her fist into his face so many times that even his moustache was falling off. “Got anything to say before I pound you even more?!” She shouted, remembering how he had tried to stab her in the ass with his boots.

His response was interrupted when they heard a thundering roar that sounded like an air siren. “Holy Neptune, let me go! I don’t wanna go out like this!”

“Go out like what?” Yang asked, almost ready to use her glider before that same noises got louder and louder and…

Anybody on the surface of Athena would then easily see the Bazelguese slamming down with two other combatants against his head, a massive explosion resulting from it all.

The reasons for the chaos of the start of this Arena became very clear when Char flew in while using his Sazabi suit. His attack drones and missiles were lighting up the sky, sending scraps of metal everywhere, but he wasn’t just firing wildly.

Turns out, he had gotten into a confrontation with Megalon, the kaiju flying around with his wings as he let out some roars of his own. He fired some grenades from his mouth, blanketing the sky in fire and smoke, before using his horn beam.

“Pitiful display. You may be a strange powerful monster, but you’re nothing compared to my will!” Char exclaimed, increasing his thrustors so much that he started to catch up with Megalon.

Still racing down, the beetle kaiju looked back before putting his drills together. “Okay, buddy! You asked for it!” He shouted before rocketing back at his foe.

Getting out his beam saber, Char threw it down, striking Megalon right through the head, but not before the speeding beetle kaiju drilled through one side of his body, taking out one of his arms before the kaiju fell to the ground way below, dead.

“Tch…this is nothing.” Char grumbled, despite his grievous injury. “Even in my current state, Sazabi is truly undefeated!”

“BASTAAAAAAAARD!”

“Who dare-“

The sound of bulles had already gained his attention, but, in a split-second, he had seen Rebecca fall next to him, a furious expression on her face as she blasted the exposed interior of his mech. All of it.

Some of those bullets struck his heart, causing his mech to lurch and start plummeting even faster. He also saw Rebecca yell some more stuff, giving the double middle-finger before she vanished from view. “I can’t…fall…before I’ve had a chance…to show my might!” He shouted, trying to activate the glider.

Alas, that didn’t happen. His mech would end up crashing into the Moisty Mire, the impact and the bullets from earlier having slain him unceremoniously. All his robot could do was slowly sink into the muck, the body of Char weakly trying to escape as the mud filled up the interior.

Soon, the skies were peaceful…but the island? It would not know peace for the remainder of the Arena. Well, maybe a few times throughout the Arena, but still.

Chapter Text

PART 3: The First Day

Where Hahli landed, she instantly found herself swimming through the muddy waters, racing through it before leaping out of it and landing on a random log cabin. “This island…I don’t hear any Rahi or any other creatures. Is it…truly deserted?”

She hopped off the cabin, wondering where her teammate was. Bursting forth from the waters, she got her answer in the form of Tali still wrestling with Velora. The quarrian had realized that the gills were the main weakpoint, shoving her hands against there before she was thrown off. “Do that again and I’ll smash every bone in your body!”

Tali was too busy looking upon her muddied suit to listen to that. “Thank goodness this is airtight. I’m practically swimming in a contamination zone!”

“What’s the matter? Afraid of getting a bit dirty?” The megalodon anthro grinned. “C’mon! Let’s mud wrestle!”

“I’LL SHOW YA’ MUD WRESTLIN’!” The loud voice belonged to Fuzzy Lumpkins, the bear-like creature leaping from a nearby busy to slam his banjo against her face. Despite dazing the anthro fish, she just shrugged it off, using her tail to smash the instrument to splinters. “NO! NOT JOE!” He clutched the remnants, tears brimming in his eyes.

“Hate to break it to you, but you attacked first. Now, if I can just get past the fur…you’ll make for a good pre-battle snack!” Velora licked her lips, ready to lunge.

That’s when a series of Cordak blasts smashed against her side, Hahli unleashing the barrage. Tali also joined in with her shotgun, bringing the colossal megalodon anthro to her knees. Letting out a frustrated roar, she dug into the mud, using the cloudy water to her advantage to quickly get away, though her dorsal fin nearly got blasted off.

“It’s not safe here! We need to seek shelter!” Tali stated, especially as Fuzzy got up, letting out a savage roar as he looked ready to thrash the nearest living thing. “Just what is that thing?!”

“I don’t know, but I’m running out of Cordaks!” Hahli readied her claw weapon, having a feeling that blows were about to be exchanged.

“KA-BLAM!” The familiar shout of Warpath was followed by a tank shell smashing into where Fuzzy was, a tidal wave of mud carrying him into one of the log cabins, smashing it to pieces while the others were also coated with the stuff. “POW! GOT HIM!”

“We’re not late to the violence, are we?” Kleo wondered, still seductively resting atop the Autobot tank’s barrel. “I was just getting intimate with my partner’s long…sturdy…THICK-“

“Can we please forget about the euphemisms and seek higher ground?! That aquatic-based hostile might still be around!” Tali blushed before looking to Hahli. “I wasn’t aware machines could be so…sensual.” She was staring to feel like there was something in the air, causing her tits to press against her suit.

No doubt, aphrodisiac was flowing through the air. It was in small amounts, but still noticeable.

The Toa just chuckled at her friend’s comment. “You should hear what I say to tease Jaller. I might tell you all about it if we survive to see the night.” With that, the group left, leaving Velora to prowl the Moisty Mire and Fuzzy to look around at the rubble surrounding him.

Now, he seemed more content, grabbing the strings of his broken banjo and strumming them. “Yep. Feels like home again.” He smiled, briefly forgetting his rage.

Elsewhere in the mire, Isabella was rising from the muck, some branches having torn through her clothes and reduced her top to just a large flap of cloth. “Not the best landing, but I’m here! Now…where to?” She looked out to the distance, only to feel that strange aphrodisiac flood over to her.

‘Yeesh…why do I feel so hot all the sudden? Like…all I can think about are…tits…’ She smiled, biting her lip as she thought about Reiko and her wonderful breasts. She felt around the air, before coming to her senses. ‘What the heck was that all about?!’

A spray of bullets flashed across the muck, causing her to leap out of the way. “HEY!”

“Stop moving around and let me score my first no-scope victory!” Swagmaster shouted, sitting on one of the branches. “I don’t care if I’m in this stupid game. I’m getting that Victory Royale and I’m going to endlessly tell Chris all about it! Hehehehehehehehehehe!”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about…but you should know better than to taunt a TIGER!” Roaring, she used her impressive strength to bulldoze through the muck, avoiding the bullets before catching up with him, smashing him right through a rock.

She then followed up by uppercutting him right into his groin, causing his pixelated eyes to widen. “AHHHHHHHHHH!” Like a rocket, he was sent hurtling into the sky.

At first, the shadow that flew over her made her get back on the defensive, only to see that it was Carmilla, the Alien Kamiran flapping down onto a nearby tree. “So, this is where I find you? I trust your day has also been eventful?”

Briefly, the tiger anthro found herself staring at the bat-like one’s sleek frame, as well as her bountiful bust. The aphrodisiac was defiantly helping with that. Shaking her head, she nodded. “Y-yeah! Definitely! I just punched a guy into the stratosphere.”

Gliding down, Carmilla sniffed the air. “There are still others here. If it can be helped, we’ll stick to the shadows and wait for our chance to strike.”

“Hate to break it to you, but I’m more of a ‘I accept the challenge’ kind of gal. I don’t wait for the danger to come to me. I come to the danger!” She flexed an arm. “You know what I’m saying?”

Rubbing her chin, Carmilla shrugged. “I suppose, while you unleash your brute strength, I’ll strike when the time is right.”

“Kind of a cheap strategy, don’t you think?”

“It’s cheap, yes, but it’ll get the job done.”

Hidden deep within some of the woods on the edge of Athena was a single large hotel known as the Lonely Lodge. Climbing atop it could give everybody a bird’s eye view of almost the entire island!

Right now, it was the scene of a big battle. Angel Gabby was already regretting her decision to fly to this location, as she found herself flying in the middle of a fight that involved Gigan, the Bazelgeuse, and a gigantic Suika Ibuki. “Oh, dear! So much violence! I might have to use my full power if we’re to make it through this!” The angelic one exclaimed.

“Starting now, maybe?! This is out of control!” Reko shouted, large fireballs flying through the air as Suika drunkenly flung them around.

As she laughed and caused general pandemonium, some of her blasts were shredding through the Lodge near her, her stomps shaking the entire ground. “Seriously! What’s up with this earthling?!” Gigan exclaimed, only to get tackled in the air by the Bazelguese. “Get off me! I have enough to deal with!”

The Flying Wyvern ignored him, his jaws into the cyborg’s neck before they crashed into the side of the building. Suika watched this happen, grabbing a handful of rocky ground. “Hey, guys! CATCH!” Increasing the density of the rock, she caused the thing to start tilting.

Within that lodge, Rebecca was getting punched up the stairs, Princess moving from wall to wall to slam her feet against her opponent’s face in a zig-zagging pattern. “Just goes to show! Nobody can defeat the ultimate champion of Brazil, especially not a pathetic gremlin like you!”

Flying through the roof of the lodge, Rebecca’s red eyes flashed, her fists swinging downwards as she smashed through the section that princess was on, splinters flying everywhere. “I’ll show you ‘pathetic’, BITCH!” Grabbing her opponent’s leg as they descended downwards, she grabbed a section of broken wood on the way down, letting go of the other hand.

That caused Princess to fall to the ground harshly, destroying the shield she had found herself with. In fact, pretty much everybody had a shield now (per the rules of Fortnite). Hers was completely destroyed and Rebecca was following things up by unleashing a hail of bullets with her twin shotguns. “You dare try and defeat me?!” She ran outside, only to be swatted away by Suika.

“You make WAY too much noise! It’s making my headache feel worse!” The oni shouted, taking another swing of alcohol before unleashing more purple energy waves.

Finally freeing himself of the Bazelguese’s grasp, Gigan flew by Rebecca, the woman jumping atop him as the Lonely Lodge began to collapse. “For some reason, Megalon seemed to like you, so we’re allies for now! You cover me and I’ll cover you! Deal?!”

“Whatever! Just keep firing lasers or some shit!” She continued to fire away at the mounds of rock heading towards them, the Bazelguese also giving chase. “Also, where’s that floaty bitch?!”

SLAM!

Like a rocketing missile, Ishtar slammed her feet into the dragon’s side, smashing him right through the Lodge and causing all of it to come tumbling down on him, her body flying out of the wooden gracefully. Gigan found himself slack-jawed at the sight, stopping mid-flight as the Lodge collapsed. “Damn. Gal’s got legs.”

“Quit drooling over her and LOOK OUT!” Tugging on his wing-flaps, Rebecca got Gigan to avoid a swipe of Suika’s hand, the hand rapidly turning into mist as she enveloped where Angel Gabby was.

Sensing something bad was going to happen, the angelic one got Reko into her arms, setting her down onto the ground. “What’s happening now?!” The punk rocker wondered.

“Run! I’ll hold them off! It’s my duty to protect and I will fulfill it to the best of my effort!” With a flap of her wings, Gabby tried to keep the mist away, but it just reformed into a giant Suika, her hands grabbing around the rabbit-like angel.

“You’re bothering me! You go squish now!” She smiled, crashing her into the rubble with a swing of her arm. The force was enough to shatter the entire section of land, the whole of it rapidly starting to collapse into the nearby sea. “Whoa!” She tripped, falling into her horns in the process.

Though Reko wanted to help in some way, she knew she was out of her league in terms of this threat. Remembering the request Gabby gave her, she fled, leaving the fight to conclude.

Princess managed to get out of the rubble, hurriedly pushing away the wood as the ground cracked and crumbled. Gigan was firing his laser across the ground, trying to make sure nobody would escape. “That’s right! Fry them! Fry them all!” Rebecca shouted.

“Ow! Right in my ear!” The kaiju grimaced. “I’m trying to hurry up before-“

“I get back in the fight?” Suika quickly got up, swinging her gourd at the duo like they were a large housefly to her.

As the Bazeleguese hurriedly escaped, limping to safety, Ishtar was already preparing one of her Noble Phantasms. “It’s only natural for a goddess to end this fight brilliantly!” She exclaimed, holding up a hand that suddenly opened up a rift into space. “I’ll wipe this entire section of the island from the face of this planet!”

“Wh-what the hell is going on?!” Rebecca exclaimed.

“I vote we cut and run!” The kaiju still fired his Gigarium Ray to blind Suika, causing her to fall down again. He then looked up as he swore he saw Venus on the other side of that hole. “Whatever that is…DO IT NOW! DESTROY THEM ALL!”

Making a finger-gun gesture, Ishtar narrowed her eyes, her Maanna moving behind her like a bow/arrow. “Don’t tell a goddess how to defeat her foes! ANGATA KILGASE!” With that, the purple shot fired like a massive beam.

Princess was so close to escaping, but she tumbled and looked up to see that blast coming for her. “OH, GREAT HEAVENS!”

Suika also saw that blast coming, sighing. “Well…only one thing to do.” She took one last swig of her gourd, the blast striking them both directly. Gabby’s unconscious body was also reduced to golden dust by the blast, while Gigan hurriedly flew away with Rebecca on his back.

The resulting explosion could be seen from far away, Reko and the Bazelguese pushed far away by it. In a farm-like area known as Anarchy Acres, Black Hat observed the explosion, noting the destruction with amusement. “Hmmmn…eh. Let them have their fun. Evil is patient and, as the most evil being in the universe, so am I.”

Looking at his peaceful surroundings with slight disgust, he sat on a haybale, the mass of plant matter suddenly rotting as it became a decaying mass. Bored, he noticed the storm was slowly advancing far away in the sea, looking like a cloudy purple wall closing in. “Like time itself: inevitable and unyielding.”

In his boredom, he noticed that two combatants were near the edge of the island just a mile or two ahead from Anarchy Acres. It looked like Maple was shrugging off claw-swipes from Argo, the blonde looking quite determined to get the treasure chest behind her. “WHY…AREN’T…YOU…TAKING…ANY…DAMAGE?!” She shouted with each strike.

“I’m supposed to?” Mable blinked, oblivious to the panic on the speedy one’s face. “Oh, yeah! That’s a long story! But I guess you’re not here for that and we have to fight! Just give me a sec! Lemme see what loot I got!” Reaching into the treasure chest, she pulled out some bandages and a large rifle. “Huh? Is this some kind of new sword?”

“…you’re kidding me, right?” Argo arched her brow. In her confusion, she didn’t notice the dark tentacle wrap around her waist, keeping her immobilized while another grabbed around Mabel’s. “H-hey! LET GO!”

“Oooh! New eats!” Mabel wrapped her jaws around the tentacle, causing Black Hat to wince as he felt those teeth cut effortlessly through his evil flesh.

“I was going to monologue about me wanting to test a theory of mine, but that’d be wasting my time!” He hastily said, already seeing that Maple was immune to the effects of devouring his tentacles. He was evil incarnate…and she was devouring him like he was nothing but an afternoon snack!

Thus, he instantly threw them into the distance, though it took considerably effort to fling Maple towards the incoming storm. Peering into the distance, he watched as they made it to the other side of the purple transparent wall, their bodies suddenly digitizing as they were eliminated.

Seeing that sight made him chuckle. “If this game is THAT easy…then why should I bother with doing anything else?” He wondered, ready to get back to relaxing.

If he looked to his right a bit more, he would have noticed the crashed Sazabi nearby, Char’s corpse still within it.

He would have also probably noticed Lord Brevon sneaking around, the vile being having noticed what had happened. “What am I doing?! Sneaking around like a coward! Unbecoming! Then again, I fight to win and there might be a greater chance of winning if I let that abomination go for now. He will eliminate my competition and-“

“HALT!” Rolf leaped out of a bush. “Fiendish locust! Looking to munch and crunch another innocent farmland, are you?! HMMMM?!” The farmer rolled up his sleeves, clenching his fists.

Scoffing, Brevon readied his knife, ready to slice his foe into pieces. “Locust? I’ve annihilated entire armies for less. Prepare to be punished for your folly!” Throwing some bombs at the human, he raced towards the following explosions, lines of green created when he slashed his blade.

Out of the smoke, Rolf’s teeth clenched around the blade, surprising the evil one. “…?!” He was then tossed to the side, causing him to tumble before he got his balance.

“For such a fiend as you…YOU WILL ENDURE THE ALMIGHTY FOUR-SHOE BEATING!” Suddenly appearing before him with a boot over each hand, the farmer cartwheeled at a speed not even the evil one could escape from. Smashed into the ground, he was pushed towards the nearby barn, running through it as his shield was demolished.

Black Hat’s brow rose as he looked to see the source of the carnage, but he saw nothing but a newly made hole in the barn. He then got out a random newspaper, reading it peacefully as the battle behind him raged on.

Meanwhile, in the large building known as Flush Factory, Abbi was furiously masturbating, the aphrodisiac having entered the place. “Shit! Come on! Cum already! Think of Oreo’s ass…Yvette’s lips…basically anything to do with Yvette!” She kept thinking of her girlfriend so many times, biting her lip as she pushed her fingers further into her.

“IT IS A GOOD DAY TO DO WHAT IS I DO!” John Freeman shouted, causing her cum-soaked fingers to be freed from her pussy.

“GAH! Don’t sneak up on me like that!” Trying to regain her serious attitude, she cleared her throat. “From the looks of it, we’ve got plenty of time before the storm starts to close in. As long as we keep our heads down, we should be just fine.”

Zipping to the top of the tower, John Freeman glared at the horizon. “I will find you, evil boss and you will defeat! I’ve go do the thing that needs doing!” He began to grab every item he could, throwing them into a pile that he was going to use to continue pursuing his goal of finding…something.

Abbi had no idea what he was talking about, but her attention then came to something falling out of the sky. It was Swagmaster, the man suddenly reduced to crawling around after taking heavy fall damage. “I think my Swag-willy just got bent!” He despaired.

“Do I even wanna know what that is?” The rabbit anthro wondered.

Noticing his ally was in trouble, John ran over to him, his mere presence causing his ally to be healed, though his health was still a bit down. “It is good I was here! Now, grab wepon!” He threw a bunch of ranged weaponry at the pixelated man, nearly taking away his health once again due to the sheer amount being piled on him.

It was as that was happening that Rose was trying to sneak up on the group, her rocket launcher at the ready. However, the aphrodisiac had also gotten to her, screwing up her aim. “Why…did Yang…have to have…such an awesome RACK?!” With that yell, she accidentally fired into the distance, causing her to flee when the rest of Abbi’s group moved in to investigate.

That rocket traveled all the way to the other side of the map, right to where Baiken was meditating on one of the many hills scattered across the island. The Trickster was sneaking up behind her, his knives ready to be buried in her back.

Right as she turned back to slice at him with his sword, the rocket had already sent him hurtling through the skies, screaming angrily before he was dropped off in a random area and losing his shield in the process. “Yep. I’d better get moving.” Standing up and cracking her neck, she walked down the hill, only to come across an interesting sight.

It was Yor, the woman having found herself with her handglider stuck in a tree. “Oh! Hello there! I’m just a vacationing citizen! Care to help me out? The wind took me here and-“

“Save it, lady. Hold on.” With one quick movement, the branch was sliced off, allowing the assassin to land gracefully…and then the rest of her clothes except her underwear fell off. “Uh…” Baiken blushed, embarrassed.

“Huh? What are you staring…at…?” Blushing even more hotly, Yor let out a cry of embarrassment, punching Baiken in the face with enough force to send her flying. “T-t-t-technically, I’m still wearing clothes! That’s still true, right?!”

Feeling around her face, the swordswoman felt like she had been struck by the strongest blow she had ever felt in her life. “Holy shit…I’d be pissed, but I kinda deserved that. I overdid that slash. Maybe Delilah was right. I should lay off the drinking just a little bit more.”

Realizing what she just did, Yor tried to fix the situation. “Sorry about your face! I just got a bit overwhelmed!”

“Relax. My skull’s still in one piece. Seriously, though! What a punch!” She laughed. “I’m more of a lone wolf, but I think it’d be real shitty if I just let you travel all by your lonesome. How about it? You and me, walking around the island until we can find you a new pair of clothes? Y’know, until we have to…I dunno…fight?”

“Fight? Why would we do that?” She wondered, blinking in confusion.

“…just stay on your toes, okay?” Given that this woman apparently had the strength of 20 people, Baiken supposed that her line of advice would be just fine.

They didn’t know that they were being watched by Quiet, the woman situating herself on another hill. She would have dealt with them both in the blink of an eye, but she had soon realized that she had no ammo, having used most of it during the fall. That meant she would have to travel across Athena and find some.

One location she considered going to was a distant place known as Greasy Grove. Alas, a powerful presence was hovering over it, causing her to maybe consider looking around somewhere else until she fully felt prepared.

Greasy Grove had found itself being watched over by Dr. Doom, the ruler of Latveria’s hands glowing with magic sigils. “I could easily crush these fools, but I’m not interesting in indulging in the games of demons. Rather…it’s what’s within this island that has my attention.”

He could feel it. The power of multiple universes coalescing in this one place. It was like a flower ready to bloom, given that the energy was still building up here. “There may be a strong barrier holding it back…but nothing is beyond Doom’s power. This ‘Zero Point’…WILL BE MINE!”

“Hey, there! Who are you talking to?”

Clownpiece’s sudden appearance nearly caused him to try and blast her out of the sky, but his focus was more ironclad than that. “Annoying sprite, leave Doom to his work. Shouldn’t you be annoying somebody else?”

Something about the way he was ignoring her insanity-inducing torch was causing the Hell Fairy to feel rather confused. “Don’t you wanna have a LIIIIITTLE lunatic fun?”

“Hmph. You would really thing Doom would tear himself away from his task for mere parlor tricks? Doom has no time for your foolishness. Shoo.” With a wave of his hand, he created an energy wave that forced her to fly high above the town, only to notice a diner.

“Hey! They’re selling burgers! DIBS!” Smashing through the window, she saw that Kiryu was already there, interrupting his meal. “Hey, there! Did you see that metal man outside? He’s so rude!”

“…” Kiryu said nothing. He had a feeling that, if he just kept his head low, then most of the insanity that usually happened in the Arena would just pass him by.

“…ah, none of you are any fun!” Waving around her torch, Clownpiece caused some of the burgers in the back to float over her. “Gimme, gimme, gimme!” She started to scarf them down, even making ‘Pac-Man’ noises as she devoured them in what seemed like tiny bits that just instantly reduced them to sparkling dust.

The dense Wailing Woods provided some cover for Scarr, the punkish woman trying to find the best loot within the hedges. “Let’s see…there’s got to be something good here. Hey, Des’! Find anything?”

“Nothing much, boss!” The demonic one lied, finding herself in an almost literal game of cat and mouse. She had seen that Meow Skulls was nearby, given the shed fur that was on the grass, causing her to be on high alert.

Armed with only her ax, the feline anthro hid in a tree, her fur standing on end before the tree suddenly started to collapse. “Wh-whoa! Hey!” She shouted, only to come face-to-face with the smiling demon holding the tree up.

“What’s shaking?” Desdemona softly asked. “Caught you. Guess that means you have to chase me next.”

Meow Skulls’ claws continued to sink into the bark, unsure of what to do. “So…you’re not, like, gonna eliminate me or…?”

“Why would I do that so quickly? I’m not really here to win or lose. I just wanna have fun. You seemed pretty chill from what I saw of you before we met, so…you get me, right?”

Lowering her guard, Meow Skulls’ expression returned to her normal relaxed cat-smile one. “Totally. How ‘bout I give you a minute before I start chasing you?”

“You’re on, kitty.” The demon grinned, pulling her arm down to crack the tree’s stump completely, causing it to slump onto the ground while she made a run for it.

Moving from behind the broken stump, Tari tilted her head, not sure what was happening. Her friend seemed happy with whatever was going on, so she just focused on letting her do her own thing while she tried to find whatever resources would help her in the long run.

Still using her Gullinbursti, Reginn was keeping to the shadows of the woods, her sword at the ready. “This is one strange land, but, in the name of Kiran, I will work hard to achieve total victory. She’d want me to follow my dreams and I’m doing just that! I just…wish it didn’t have to include so much fighting.”

The sight of Meow Skulls and Desdemona’s moment, however, gave her some kind of hope that there could still be a peaceful solution, but, for now, she galloped across the grassy land, taking note of the strange devices scattered across the ground in random areas.

Far away, in a town called Pleasant Park, Starscream had landed, gazing upon the large town before him. “It’s no Kaon, but it’ll do as a base of operations. Everybody who’s with me…RISE!”

Silence followed, only for his cockpit to open. Katia tumbled out, landing on a roof of a nearby  house before she started to puke. “Never…going back…into the air…again!” She exclaimed, wiping her mouth before giving a sheepish grin towards the Decepticon. “Sorry!”

Superman landed next to her, giving the town a good look with his X-Ray vision. “No signs of life…at all. This whole place is just like a giant sandbox.”

“So, no other lifeforms apart from those that also arrived here? Good. Then we will have no distractions as we ravage our foes and claim victory in the name of ME!” Starscream pointed to the sky. “Is there anybody ready to challenge us?!”

“Do you WANT an army of enemy combatants to start heading towards us?” Adrian wondered, asking that in a good-natured way.

The Seeker just narrowed his gaze at him. “I’m sorry. Who made you leader?”

“Nobody really made you leader. Maybe we should focus less on that and start coming up with a plan?” The pine martin wondered, already creating a force field spell around the town.

Katia watched his magic at work, her tail thumping against the ground as she considered asking him for advice of how to use her magic. Meanwhile, Superman scanned the rest of the town, finally seeing that they weren’t alone.

Moving closer to one of the houses, he could tell that another combatant was doing her best to hide, but she was doing something else that caught his attention. Having gotten the game mechanics down through trial-and-error already, Lea was already getting busy trying to refine her building techniques, creating a small fort around herself.

Not in the mood to eliminate anybody, Superman flew back to the group, Starscream getting in Adrian’s face. “You may be a master with your fancy ‘magic’, but my second-in-command can easily trounce you if she so wished! Right?” He turned to Katia.

“Oh! Uh…I can burn things really good…and maybe use a bit of telekinesis? Some lightning?” She replied.

Adrian shrugged. “Honestly, the best case scenario is that we wait out this whole game until we don’t have to deal with as many combatants. That way, we’ll be on the easy way to victory.”

“I…came up with that plan first!” Starscream lied. “Bask in my cleverness!”

Superman sighed. ‘The fact that we’re talking so casually about the end of so many lives across this island…no, there has to be some other way to win. Something that doesn’t involve us destroying each-other left and right…’

While they chatted, they didn’t notice Skyla parachuting down on the force field, wiping her forehead. “Whoo! What a rush that was! Now…huh. What do I do again?” She wondered, looking down to see that she was hovering over a discussion involving a giant robot, a talking cat, a talking pine martin, and a big beefy man in a costume.

Instead of freaking out, she was utterly fascinated. “There must be plenty more fantastic sights to see here! It’s also a good thing I came prepared.” She tapped a Pokeball attached to her belt, which started to shake. “I know you’re itching to help me fly away to freedom…but I don’t think that’s an option.”

For all her optimis, she couldn’t deny that the large storm ahead was getting just a little bit closer…and closer…minute by minute…

Part 4: The First Night

After such a chaotic day, everybody was mostly eager to get some shut-eye. The storm was slowing down in how it was closing in, allowing everybody a chance to get some rest for whatever the next day would bring.

Kiryu remained in the Greasy Grove, occasionally wandering the streets. Dr. Doom knew he was there, occasionally giving him a glance, but he continued to focus on his work. Despite not speaking a word to each-other, they seemed to have a mutual understanding, both deciding not to fight for the sake of no needless conflict.

In Pleasant Park, Starscream had transformed into his alt-mode, recharging alongside the others. Superman, however, remained restless. He had flew all the way to the edge of the storm, examining the transparent purple wall. “Definitely magic.” He said to himself, the mere touch causing the man of steel’s hand to burn.

“I’m getting nowhere losing sleep tonight. I’ll try again tomorrow.” He stated, flying back to the abandoned town. He swore he saw a few others scurrying around, but they weren’t causing harm yet.

Lea was still within her fort, snoring away after organizing all of her spheres. Against the force-field, another was resting. Brevon, heavily wounded from his fight with Rolf, panted heavily as he collapsed against the field. “A mere locust? I’ll rip that bastard in half if I see him again.” He growled.

Velora remained in the Moisty Mire, the music of Fuzzy Lumpkins actually proving to be quite soothing. Her fin still glided through the muddy waters, but much slower. If she felt even the slightest touch to her fin, there was no doubt that she would attack.

Carmilla was sleeping upside down, keeping a chest full of loot close to her chest as she did so. Isabella slept against a nearby tree, unaware that Clownpiece was nearby, the Hell Fairy waving around her torch just to see what happened.

All she got were a few twitches of the feline anthro’s whiskers. “Am I losing my edge or something? Is this thing broken?!” She angrily wondered, waving around her torch like it was a broken flashlight.

Unbeknownst to her, her torch had affected the tiger anthro’s dreams greatly, her fantasies of being of Reiko now involving a bunch of clones of the rabbit hopping through a technicolor landscape, her body floating around in the chaotic miasma. That made Isabella twitch harder in her sleep, the madness continuing and waking her up at various points.

Mostly everybody else slept much more easily. Warpath, despite being always ready for a fight, had to recharge as well, Kleo resting on his barrel still. Hahli and Tali rested in a nearby tree, far away from the muck surrounding them. However, they would end up having an unexpected guest.

While Abbi and Swagmaster had been sleeping peacefully at Flush Factory, John Freeman was still intent on finding the ‘evil boss’, looking high and low for him. “I have to move fast and bullets too slow!” He exclaimed, grabbing a nearby rifle and shooting wildly around.

One of those bullets happened to scrape Warpath’s barrel, causing him to quickly turn it to him while everybody was sleeping. “Errors have been made!” He stated.

The last word he heard (and the word that woke up the rest of the Autobot’s team)? “KA-BLAM!”

Desdemona and Meow Skulls’ chase had ended with the demon resting against a nearby tree, the feline anthro standing above her. ‘Shit…she’s actually really gorgeous. Good muscles, nice hair, fun to be around…do I actually wanna get a Victory Royale if it means defeating her right here and now?’ She thought.

Instead, she moved to rest beside the demonic woman, kicking back as she stretched, giving a big yawn. “How ‘bout we continue our game tomorrow, ‘kay?” She got an adorable sleepy snort from her rival, causing her to slightly purr a bit. “Heh. Glad we agree.”

Tari and Scarr were resting at the Wailing Woods, using the dense foliage to keep themselves hidden from all. Even Skyla had found herself resting there, having formed a home in the branches to keep her as close to the clouds as she could. Even when sleeping, she yearned to be in the air.

Reginn had also found herself resting near the woods (while still in her mech), having combed most of the land for the whereabouts of Carmilla. She still remembered how Kiran had fallen before the vampiric one and she was determined to face against her soon.

In a pile, Gigan, Ishtar, and Rebecca were resting near where Lonely Lodge used to be. “So…I guess you really are some powerful goddess. Lucky us.” The kaiju remarked, his tail idly dragging across the ground.

“Naturally.” Ishtar yawned. “Such gratitude from even a hideous being such as yourself is commendable.”

“And here I thought I had an ego problem.” Gigan grumbled before his mono-eye looked at the cybernetic one, whom was looking at her shotguns and the ones she had found scattered here. “So, you and Megalon…how did that happen?”

She shrugged. “He just kind of showed up and, yeah, he was annoying as shit at first, but…he grows on ya’, y’know?” She replied.

“Eh. He kinda does.” He remarked, eyeing the Maanna. “What I wouldn’t give for a few upgrades that made me as powerful as that.”

“Keep dreaming. My boat is not only the fastest in the universe, but it only responds to the call of a goddess. Still, you are allowed to continue dreaming fruitlessly about obtaining its might.” Ishtar smugly smiled, earning a grumble from the duo.

Quiet was trying to remained focused on using her scope to look at the entire island, but she had also fallen asleep. The Trickster remained knocked out by the rocket that had struck him, some ash from the explosion having fallen on his face. If he ever woke up and noticed how his looks were affected, there was no doubt that he would take his anger out on…pretty much everybody on Athena.

Rose snored, continuing to lay low during her travels across the island. She was thankful that her rocket mishap hadn’t resulting in somebody hearing it and then getting her into a fight that she had no idea she would win. Still, her confidence remained unwavering.

Despite trying to sleep in an abandoned shed, Reko still couldn’t stop thinking of how Gabby had sacrificed herself for her. ‘She wanted me to live…and that’s what I’ll do.’ There were many other reasons she wanted to continue getting through this game, like just wanting to return home, but that just became one of them.

The Bazelgeuse, despite yearning for combat, had found itself sleeping soundly, even as a resting Rolf chewed around his tail. The farmer had attempted to hunt down the mighty beast after his battle with Brevon, but fatigue and a lack of rest had finally caught up with the mighty farmer.

Despite all this rest, there was still one other thing that happened. Due to a mishap involving some aphrodisiac and sake, Baiken and Yor found themselves unable to stop each-other from embracing and kissing deeply.

The aphrodisiac still couldn’t stop Yor from reacting in dramatic ways, given her usual attitude whenever she was aroused or highly passionate. Her hug was squeezing around the taller warrior, but Baiken was starting to really turned on by how her partner was testing her strength. “Oh, this will be fun! C’mere!”

She then found herself pinned by Yor, those powerful hands resting around the samurai’s large breasts. Her fingers kneaded the breasts greatly, causing Baiken’s back to arch while the assassin found herself rubbing her wet pussy against the other one. “So…good…everything feels so gooooood!” She exclaimed, both lost in a lustful haze.

“Fuck yes…keep doing that…make me feel alive again…” Baiken said softly, using her one hand to grasp around the other’s ass, pressing the hips firmly down and grinding her larger pussy against the other one. She then found Yor’s mouth moving towards her breasts, the woman sucking on them and even biting down. “Fuck! Bite harder! I can take it!”

“Mmmmph!” Based on the assassin’s movements, Baiken could tell that she was new to love-making, especially that of the woman-and-woman variety. She was merely acting on instinct, sloppily slurping around the tits while biting down hard on them. Her hips weren’t even pushing against her partner’s crotch that much. Mostly, it just pressed against random areas.

Wrapping her legs around the other’s hips, Baiken managed to get their pussies fully synchronized, pulling her in as they began to grind against each-other even further. “Cum! Cum for me, gorgeous!” Moving her hand across the other’s raven hair, she relished the look in Yor’s eyes as she came all over her pussy, their pussy-lips kissing each-other wetly during the orgasm.

The intensity of that orgasm, as well as how much strength they had to use during their session, would ensure that they would be sleeping soundly in each-other’s embrace after that, sweat drenching their bodies as Yor squeezed around her taller partner, a satisfied smile on both their faces.

Finally, with Black Hat, he had finally noticed the wreckage of the Sazabi, ideas already going through his head. “Just because I’m choosing the path of patience…doesn’t mean I can’t indulge in myself a little.” His evil essence began to fill the machine up, the corpse within becoming food for the vile villain…

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Part 5: The Second Day

As soon as the morning sun rose up over Athena, the storm had started to close in. Several areas had now become inaccessible, the storm’s purple essence swallowing up those areas.

Among the places that could no longer be accessed was the Moisty Mire, with Velora finding herself fighting Fuzzy Lumpkins as they struggled to escape the swamp. “I’m not leavin’ empty-handed! Gonna have me some salmon!” He shouted, wrestling with the larger woman as she flailed and smashed through the waters of the swamp.

The Megalodon anthro could already feel the storm approaching and singing her tail, the swamp slowly enveloped by it. Wrapping her claws around Fuzzy’s arm, she bit down hard, standing up as she drug him through the ground. Mud and brambles flew all over the place before they hit dry land.

Slamming him down again, Velora roared in his face, but he responded by smashing the remnants of his beloved banjo against her gills, causing her to let out a more strangled roar. “You’re gonna pay for that!” She vowed, flexing her claws.

“Zap.”

That monotone robotic voice was followed by a red laser beam blasting right through Velora’s head, literally going through one ear and out the other. The tall megalodon anthro now had a sizzling hole in her head, her tongue hanging out before she collapsed right on top of Fuzzy.

“Hey! Get off of me!” He shouted, trying to kick away his fallen foe, but he then found that a grenade had been thrown to where he was. “Hm?” He didn’t know what it was, so he reached his hand over to bite at it a bit. “Hmmmm…needs some salt!”

KABOOM!

Kleo stood in front of what she had done in triumph. Her expression mono-eye stared at the burning desolation that had been left behind with an air of satisfaction. “Nothing like a great way to start off the day with a bang.”

Tali was next to her, observing how the storm was swallowing up everything. “Maybe we should get moving? The smoke is starting to affect my breathing apparatus.”

“You organics…always complaining about your biological functions being compromised. If you were completely mechanical, maybe you wouldn’t complain as much?” Kleo wondered, only for sparks to fly from her joints. “Ugh. Technical glitch. It happens.”

“Wait. Where are Hahli and Warpath? Weren’t they with us an hour ago?”

“That was before they decided to scout ahead. Sure wish I could enjoy more quality time with that big lug and his…cannon.” The mechanical one said that last word with great lust, more sparks flying from her body as her inner systems began to heat up.

Regarding Hahli, her travels had led to her traveling through a cloud of aphrodisiac near the river traveling through the center of the island. “This…strange feeling…it’s making me all warm!” She moved her fingers to her crotch-plate, already finding it opening up to reveal a wet pussy. She pushed her fingers into it, kneeling near the water as she tried to move past this feeling and get back to scouting ahead.

“Need some help there?!” Skyla suddenly appeared behind her, her clothes already tossed to the side.

Nearly getting out her Cordak Blaster, the Toa fell back into the water, her fin-wings fanning out before the bikini-wearing high-flying Gym Leader waved. “I’ve never seen a robot with a pussy before, but there’s a first for everything, right?”

“You…do not wish to fight?” Hahli panted, her mask’s helmet getting foggy as her tits pressed against here chest-plate.

“Nope! To be honest, I was more in a swimming mood! Then I started to feel the same way you are.” She gestured to her outfit nearby, the woman only in her underwear before she tossed away her bra, allowing her large bust to be revealed. “All this warmth…I think it’ll be solved if we both took a dip into the water…together!” She tugged on her pussy, revealing her cameltoe in great detail.

Not sensing any hostile intent in the woman, Hahli relaxed, most of her body submerged in the water. “V…very well. Do what you will. But know that this water is my domain. If you try anything against me-“

“Here we go!” Instantly tossing her thong to the side, she decided to try something out. “Watch how long I can hold my breath…while doing THIS!” She dove her head into the water, her lips and face rubbing against that wet pussy.

Doing her best not to crush the other one’s head with her sleek metallic legs, Hahli kept her there, relishing his feeling as her eyes widened. The sensation of another woman’s lips against her pussy was entirely new to her and she was already starting to like it greatly. Her crotch humped into that face some more, Skyla’s lips pressing especially around her clit.

To spice things up, Skyla shook her generous hips in the air, spreading her legs out as her own pussy started to feel warm. One of her hands moved down to play with it, twisting her hips so Hahli could see those fingers enter there too. So far, she had managed to hold her breath for 30 seconds, continuing to pleasure that pussy throughout the whole time.

‘How long can she keep doing this?! It’s…incredible!’ Hahli exclaimed, moaning as her pussy juices started to flood into the waters, carried by the current out to the sea.

To the south of where the duo was, there was yet another farmland known as the Fatal Fields, the Autobot tank was finding himself in the fight of his life. “WOW! BOOM! You’re pretty tough for somebody that doesn’t even come up to my hips!”

“Cease your merriment and prepare for a merciless thrashing, demon of steel!” Rolf shouted, lifting an entire windmill and chucking it at the robot, the blades of the windmill slashing across his mouthplate.

“OW!” Warpath stepped back, firing his chest-mounted barrel several times and destroying everything in his path. The buildings around him were reduced to splinters and building materials, yet he couldn’t land a good hit against the smaller opponent.

Letting out a war-cry, Rolf landed on his barrel, nearly bending it with his strength alone. “Rolf is not amused by your efforts! Is there nobody that can give Rolf a decent challenge?!”

Seeing his barrel getting hurt caused the Autobot to see red. “TRANSFORM! ” He shouted, turning his tank mode and spinning his barrel around so much that Rolf was swung into a haybale. The farmer’s limbs emerged from that haybale, his facial expression showing astonishment at the sudden burst of strength.

“You think you can roughhouse with Rolf? What a laugh!” He said before grabbing a large section of ground, thrusting it at the tank.

Smashing through it during his charge, Warpath yelled in fury before crashing right into Rolf. The farmer clung to him, but the Autobot transformed only a slight bit to cause his legs to push from under him, causing him to rise up and then crash down on Rolf another time, knocking almost all the air out of the man’s lungs.

“OOF! That should do it!” Rolf wheezed, only for those treads to smash over his face, slowly dragging across it until his face was comically flattened, tread-marks all over it. “You fool! Rolf’s face is only meant to be crushed when Rolf is in despair!”

“I’ll give you ‘despair’! KA-BLAM!” With a furious yell, Warpath blasted his barrel at point-blank range, obliterating the farmer and leaving a sizable hole in the ground. “Hmph! That’ll teach ya’!” He then made his way back to his group, already missing Kleo.

Despite the storm getting closer, Pleasant Park was still active, especially since Starscream had spent quite a lot of time getting into the building feature, constructing even more buildings to make up for those lost during the storm’s arrival.

“Let’s see…” He looked at the building menu, casually blasting some trees into nothing as he looked at his project. “My statue needs to look imposing…tall…devilishly handsome…and it needs to let EVERYBODY know that-“

“That we’re here.” Adrian finished, pinching the bridge of his nose. “You do this and everybody will come rushing over here. Can we focus on using the building materials to maybe make buildings that can hide us rather than scream ‘LOOK AT ME’?”

Narrowing his optics, the Decepticon shoved his finger against the pine marten’s chest. “Now, don’t you start questioning my decisions. As your leader, anything I say goes! Besides, do you take me for a coward?! I want people to come here! To fall before the might of Starscream!”

“I dunno.” Katia shrugged. “Kinda feels like we’re painting a giant target on our chests.”

“Who’s side are you on?!” The Decepticon shouted. “How else is anybody going to take me-I mean…us seriously?!”

“Maybe actually scoring some wins? THEN celebrating?” Adrian wondered, earning another grumble from robot.

He turned to Katia, who was making a stick figure of the Decepticon. “What…is that?”

“Um…even if we can’t build a GIANT statue…is this good enough?” She chuckled, presenting the hastily put-together statue of the Cybertronian in front of him.

His eyes widened a bit as he gazed upon it, leaning down to get a better look. “That’s…TOTALLY WRONG! My proportions are way off and there’s too much back kibble! I’m ‘Starscream’, not ‘the Hunchback of Cybertron’! Try again!”

While he threw his tantrum, Superman continued to fly through the island, with no intention of hurting anybody. The aphrodisiac occasionally floating in the air made him feel slightly funny, his bulge incredibly noticeable in his tights. ‘Must…concentrate…’ Even though he was incredibly powerful, even he couldn’t ignore the feelings of lust surging within himself.

For example, one particular image that kept coming up in his head was Lois Lane and Lori Lemaris wearing overalls and nothing else (with the mermaid’s tail coiled around a pitchfork). Louis was even teasing him by saying that the two ladies really wanted the studly superhero to ‘plow their fields’.

‘No! I need to focus! Need to…wait a minute. Oh, right! Super-breath.’ Taking a deep breath, he blew the atmosphere away…and promptly found himself getting blasted from below by Swagmaster.

The loss of Flush Factory to the storm had, well, flushed out a few combatants, with the pixelated man having noticed the flying Kryptonian. “You fool! My awesome gaming skills will be the end of you! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Though he laughed loudly, he still sounded as monotone as ever as he unleashed a hail of gunfire with a weapon he had found lying around.

Several seconds happened…before Swagmaster noticed that his bullets were laying on the ground, not a single scratch on superhero. Arms crossed, Superman floated down, looming over the petrified man. Wordlessly, he twisted the barrel of the weapon, ruining it. “You could hurt somebody really bad if you recklessly use it like that again.”

“Um…I was just trolling. SMOKE BOMB!” Throwing another random item he had found, the man escaped, running for the hills.

Superman just stood there, looking back at the slowly approaching storm before continuing to use his X-Ray vision to continue investigating into what exactly was going on. “It’s like this entire island is…artificial.” He observed, seeing a lot of metal beneath the surface.

Back with Swagmaster, he had run into Abbi, the rabbit woman somewhere in the wilderness near where Greasy Grove was (though she was unable to go into that area, given the storm that had enveloped it). “Shhhhh! Don’t make so much noise!”

“I wasn’t running like a total bitch! I was-“ He was silenced by her finger.

“Listen, we could be annihilated at any moment, now that we ended up losing our loot pile to the storm. You can go nuts next time we end up in a sticky situation.” Her ears rose as she heard the sounds of something flying through the air. She wasn’t sure what it was, but she heard a bellowing roar, indicating that it was the dreaded Bazelguese.

“Come down and face me, you oversized chicken!” Swagmaster shouted, causing Abbi to face-plam, especially as a few scale fell down near his crotch, causing him to slowly lower his arms in total defeat. “Why does the universe hate my swag-willy so much?”

The resulting kaboom could be heard from a section of Athena known as Tomato Town. For now, it was a relatively peaceful part of the map, with Meow Skulls and Desdemona even enjoying some pizza in the restaurant in the center of the place. One that, of course, had a giant smiling tomato on top of it.

“Mmmnn…you know, I’m surprised they don’t, like, end every Fornite match with a pizza party. It would totally make all this doom and gloom worth it.” Meow Skulls lazily said, chowing down on a pizza with anchovies.

The demonic one before her, smiled as she chewed on her extra-spicy pepperoni pizza. “Y’know…this is nice. Our chase has been fun, but this…this is pretty good, too.”

“You’re so right, y’know.” The feline-like one chuckled before showing her backpack. “So, this right here? Meeseecks Backpack. It can carry TONS of shit, I tell ya’. Wanna see some of the things I’ve collected?”

“Sure thing, friend.” Desdemona leaned in, curious. As they looked through the various things she collected, they both swore they heard something bumping against the wall of the restaurant they were in, but they paid it no heed.

Turns out, Reyna and Scarr had been affected by the aphrodisiac, the punkish one finding herself topped by the redhead. “I warn ya’. Most of my partners end up feeling wobbly in the legs after a while.” Doing a perfect split with her legs that ended with one of them against the wall, the red-headed one pressed her pussy against the other.

“Oh, it’s on! When we’re done, we’re getting back to fighting! Deal?!” Scarr wrapped her arms around the other’s waist, bringing that pussy closer to her own in the process. Now, both were grinding against each-other greatly, pussy juices dripping between them.

Neither were willing to give up and wait for the other to grind hard enough to make them cum. They were both eager to make the other cum first, their pussies mashing against each-other while Reyna shook her chest a bit, her sizable chest suddenly being met with a pinch from Scarr’s teeth. “H-hey! That’s…actually kinda kinky!” She blushed.

“You haven’t seen anything yet!” Making sure not to bite down on that tit too hard, the punkish one swiveled her head around, grinding her hips some more as she did this. That earned a slight moan from her partner, but their competition would still continue well into the night. It didn’t help that the aphrodisiac was only getting stronger around this section of the map.

Meanwhile, in the large lake to the east of Pleasant Park, Quiet was keeping herself above water, but still kept an eye out for anybody that dared pass her by. Her rifle would zip at the soonest sound, as she was aware that there were many foes surrounding the place and they were slowly getting closer thanks to the storm.

She caught a glimpse of Carmilla flying through the sky, but the Alien Kamiran’s superior hearing revealed the sniper’s location, causing her to fire several red mouth blasts down onto her location. Quickly, Quiet tried to get out of the way, holding her breath as she hid within the water.

As she circled around the lake area, Carmilla realized something. “Wait. Did I leave Isabella behind? It would be rude of me to do so.” She narrowed her eyes at the lake. “I’ll deal with the one who dared try to take me down later.”

Near the lake, Reko peeked from the nearby bush, having witnessed the blasts crash into the area around her. Building materials were all around her, which she quietly took as she began to wonder what to do next. A part of her wanted to lay low, but also remembered that she had her guitar, which had already proven earlier could smash through rock and steel.

“I guess if I’m going down during this game…” She clenched her guitar. “I’ll go down bashing my way to freedom.”

Now, where was Isabella? She was in a place known as Retail Row. Here, she found a large store that seemed to sell products that didn’t look like they could be interacted with in the slightest. The tiger anthro moved through the store, her claws slipping through the pixels like they were nothing.

“Hmph. Fine. Be that way.” Her belly rumbled, causing her to groan. “But I gotta eat something soon!” She continued to look around, though she noticed how the reflection of the glass of a nearby window was starting to glow…green?

The windows shattered, causing her to duck. Her ears flicked as she heard the sounds of bullets flying and explosions as well. Slowly, she looked up, witnessing Tarr fighting off against a figure in the sky.

Dr. Doom had arrived, the Greasy Grove having been overtaken by the storm. From his fingers, a storm of energy blasts ravaged the ground, causing Tarr to trip before she was trapped by mounds of rock that the villainous one controlled. “Your attempts to defeat me are futile! To challenge Doom…is to welcome DEATH!”

With a clench of his fist, he had crushed Tarr into nothing, causing her to be eliminated. “Fuck this. I’m not gonna be intimidated just because of some floating creep in a Halloween costume.” Grabbing a section of the very store itself, she was thankful that it didn’t cause the place to collapse before she threw the chunk at the Latverian ruler.

“Hmph.” He lifted a hand, causing it to float and then disassemble into different parts. However, when the parts disassembled, it revealed the tiger anthro had leaped at him, her hair starting to glow bright red as she unleashed her draconic might. Quickly, he used his other hand to block the attack, but he was still punched back into the ground.

Dragging his heels into the rock and steel, he spread out his hands again, firing more energy blasts. That forced Isabella to run across the entire area in front of the store, kicking against a nearby building before doing a spinning roundhouse kick that almost caught her foe off-guard.

“Your fighting skills are impressive, but your efforts mean nothing against Doom!” He shouted, pressing his hands into the ground and causing yellow beams of energy to emerge from it.

One of those beams managed to engulf her, burning her fur in several areas. “GAAAAH!” She cried out, though she kept her fierce expression, merely throwing another punch that also carried with it some electrical energy. That created an arc of energy that left a slash-mark on the villain’s armor and especially on his cloak.

Looking at the damage dealt there, he just narrowed his eyes, unamused. “You have spirit. Not enough to defeat me, but spirit, all the same.”

Still sizzling from that blast, Isabella put up her fists, panting. “I didn’t hear any freaking bell. C’mon! Show me what else you can do! It’s not gonna stop me from-“

Several energy blasts, including a red laser beam, crashed down, the smoke from that obscuring Dr. Doom’s vision before, with a sweep of his arm, he managed to get a better look. Isabella had been eliminated, the cause of her demise flying through the sky.

The Latverian ruler could have followed the attackers, but he chose to pay it no heed. “Hmph. That’s beneath Doom’s notice. There are more pressing matters to attend to.” He placed his hand against the floor, still trying to figure out the source of the energy that this island emitted. If he could no longer use the Greasy Grove as a location for that, maybe this place would do?

Back in the air, Gigan laughed, Rebecca flying on his back. “Bullseye! She never saw it coming! I could do this all day!”

“Yeah, yeah. Whatever works your way, parrot.” The cyborg lazily said.

“What’s your problem?” The kaiju arched his mono-eye.

“Don’t get me wrong. I wanna win, but this way? Waaaaay too borring. I wanna get up close and fucking personal!” She brandished her twin fists, slamming them both against each-other with the resulting soundwave nearly screwing up his flight pattern.

“GAH! Fuck that!” Gigan shouted, concentrating again. “I’m in this to win, not to have fun! Granted, blasting everything in my path DOES sound like my idea of fun, but still!” He then turned his head to the other one flying alongside them. “And would you just drop him to his doom or something?!”

Ishtar was carrying Kiryu in her arms, the man looking slightly confused at what was happening. “And deny myself the chance to find myself the perfect lover?! He’s handsome, strong, and completely worthy of being the husband of a goddess! Wouldn’t you say so?”

“…how are you flying?” He wondered, still processing what was happening.

Rebecca groaned. “You can’t be fucking serious, girl. You’re so thirsty that you forgot that we’re not here to mingle, but actually fight for our damn lives? Be serious, will ya’?!”

“You do not get to tell me what to do! I have already made up my mind!” Ishtar exclaimed. “As of now, you are all blessed to see-“

“LUNACY TRAIN COMING THROUGH!” Clowpiece suddenly flew past them, laughing like a loon as she waved her torch around.

The resulting temporary wave of madness caused Rebecca to imagine her fist attachments as oversized Mickey Mouse-style gloves, Gigan resembled a bootleg version of himself with human-like hands, and Ishtar found herself carrying the Trickster. “Wh-what?!” Not even the insane serial killer was prepared for this.

“WHAT?! OUTRAGEOUS!” Ishtar dropped the killer like a sack of potatoes, looking around for where Kiryu had vanished to. “But…but…UUUGH! When I find that miserable fairy, she will feel the wrath of-“

“FORGET THAT! WHAT JUST HAPPENED?!” Rebecca cried out, waving around her transformed hands.

“I don’t care WHAT happened! How do we make it UN-HAPPEN?!” Gigan exclaimed, all three flailing around as they flew into the distance.

Down below, Kiryu would find himself standing next to a trash-bin in Tomato Town, still not quite sure what had transpired. “As long as I keep a clear head…I shouldn’t be fazed by-“

SLAM!

The Trickster fell face-first into the garbage can. While he wasn’t dead, he was utterly knocked-out, garbage covering his face as his legs twitched in the air. “…whatever this island throws at us.” Kiryu finished his senetence, walking away.

Anyway, the Bazelguese from earlier almost saw Lea running near Pleasant Park, the woman trying to get a better visual by using the building materials to reach higher ground. She kept doing a lookout pose as she built her tower bigger and bigger, curiosity leading her to see how far she could go.

While she managed to build this behind a mountain so she wouldn’t be as easily spotted, the Flying Wyvern had still managed to spot her from the corner of his eye, leading him to rush to the top of the building, ready to sate his lust for carnage.

“Not so fast!” Though Reginn though she was attacking Carmilla, she still continued to zoom through the air, her mech’s thrustors moving at full power. Her sword crackled with electric green energy, the tip lodging itself deep within the draconic one’s wing.

With a surprised and enraged roar, the Bazelgeuse flailed in the air, his tail smashing into her mech and causing some scales to blow up on contact. The two ended up falling to the ground, Reginn’s sword continuing to stay embedded in the other’s scales.

The resulting explosion could be heard for miles, with Baiken finally waking up thanks to that. “Uuuugh…how long was I asleep?” She looked at her empty sake bottle, as well as the a very woozy Yor. “Huh. It happened again.” He sighed. This wasn’t the first time she had found herself waking up with a beautiful (and equally drunk) woman at her side.

Though she was still a bit inebriated, Yor suddenly realized she was topless, covering her chest before hastily crossing her legs. “GAAAAAAAAAH! My goodness! What did I just do?! I don’t remember anything!”

“Relax. There was probably something in the alcohol.” Baiken offered, her casual nudity only causing her fellow combatant to blush harder.

However, her casual nature started to calm Yor, her head tilting at this sight. “Wait…does this usually happen to you?”

“Eh. Occasionally.” She gave her a more gentle and sympathetic look. “Listen, whatever we did last night, we were both a little tipsy and, if I did anything to hurt you, I am REALLY sorry-“

“Actually, if I’m remembering things correctly…it was…kind of exciting.” Yor remarked as she put back on her clothes, finding them near a large tree. “I’ve never kissed another woman…or anybody apart from Loid…I hope he’s doing alright.”

“Who’s that? Your boyfriend back at home?” Baiken got back up, stretching as her muscular form flexed in the light of the afternoon sun. “I don’t think he’s gonna learn what happened here. What happens in wherever-the-fuck-we-are stays in wherever-the-fuck-we-are.”

A little bit of aphrodisiac was still in the air, causing Yor to stare with her mouth slightly agape at the swordswoman’s Amazon-like body. Shaking her head, she smiled at her statement, her nose bleeding a bit. “That’s right! Nothing actually bad happened and everything ended nicely for all! Now, let’s…wait…what were we doing again?”

Getting her robes back on, Baiken shrugged. “Dunno. Maybe we fight? Maybe we just walk around until something big happens? I just go at my own pace. You’re welcome to come along if you promise not to stab me in my back. Not that you’d get far.”

Weighing her options, the assassin detected no lies in her companion’s tone of voice. “Lead the way then. I might be able to snag a post-card for my family!” She still tried to keep her nature as an assassin under wraps, though she still had a feeling that, at least during some point of this adventure, she’d have to show any would-be foes the reason WHY she was considered ‘unstoppable’ by those she fought.

Another area that Gigan and company flew over was Anarchy Acres, where something truly sinister was happening. For, as it turns out, there was a reason that Black Hat was staying there. He too had felt the energy of what was within this island, intending on using it for his own nefarious ends.

“It’s almost like…the energy of a nexus!” He exclaimed, his tentacles drilling into the ground before he started to absorb that energy a bit. “The power to tear portals through space/time…and create alternate versions of existing characters! The fact that this wasn’t used for conquest is honestly astounding!”

He was already seeing various things flash before his mind…characters from across various universes being replicated…the sight of a Xenomorph doing a funny dance…freaking Skibidi Toilet…and much more.

As he chuckled to himself, the vile one was also using some other tentacles to connect to the Sazabi, his essence filling it to the utmost brim. “That last time I was a part of this foolish Arena, I fell too easily. Now…things will be different…now that I combine my evil with this admittedly impressive machinery!”

The Sazabi’s single eye started to flicker, now looking blood red, various broken parts being replaced by tar-like organic matter…

Lord Brevon watched this all happen, having returned to stay in one of the barns to lay low. “As soon as that fool’s back is turned…when the time is right…I’ll take this ‘Zero Point’ power for myself! Then, this whole world will fall like all those that I’ve visited before!”

He was so close to achieving his revenge against his foes from Avalice, he could almost see his victory playing out, all those who defeated him laying defeated on the ground.

Part 6: The Second Night

By the time Lea finished her tower, night had fallen. Yawning and finally able to get some peace after spending so much time hiding within Pleasant Park, she had also built herself a bed, falling into it and enjoying her rest. Granted, she knew she would have to fight sooner or later, but it was nice just to get some rest after a long day.

She didn’t notice the Basky Bug fly all the way to where she was, biting her shoulder, and then leaving. She tossed and turned in her sleep, clutching the wooden mattress she had made as her techno-organic body began to transform.

Strands of blue fur began to travel around her body, a wire-like tail emerging from above her rump. Her body curled as she continued to sleep, her dreams utterly pleasurable as a digitized purring sound escaped her throat. Her ears started to look more feline-like, her horns remaining. Her legs shifted to a more digitigrade structure, claws emerging on her hands.

The transformation would continue throughout the night slowly, her facial features also looking more feline-like. As for everybody else, mostly everybody was just taking it easy, knowing fully well that the day was going to be all kinds of chaotic due to them now knowing for a fact that the storm was closing in.

Reyna, for instance, was peacefully resting in Tomato Town, snoring against the resteraunt while Scarr had moved on to try something else before she slept. The competition between her and the red-haired one had only come to an end because they both started to get a little tired.

Still, the punkish one couldn’t resist the opportunity to move towards the injured Bazelguese that was limping his way toward the town. With sleepy roar, he collapsed onto his chest, ready to rest as well.

“Just a little bit of this…and a little bit of that…” With a rope she had found, Scarr managed to create a harness around the flying wyvern. “Nobody’s gonna see this coming, heheh.”

Also in Tomato Town, the aphrodisiac had come, with Meow Skulls finding herself in a passionate kiss with Desdemona. The demonic woman clutched her partner’s ass, lifting her up as her forked tongue swirled around her mouth. Their breasts mashed against each-other, their clothed discarded.

Panting heavily after that kiss, the feline-like one grinded her pussy against the other’s abs. “Now…THAT was a kiss.” She smiled.

“It was. Best I’ve ever had. Want more?” Desdemona wondered, leaning her friend against a nearby table.

Loosening her grip around the other’s body, Meow Skulls spread her legs out, her pussy fully exposed. “Come and get it. This one’s on the house.” She purred, her tail wrapping around one of the thighs of the muscular one.

Licking her lips, Desdemona moved her head between those legs, spreading them into a perfect split before she began to grind her tongue across those vaginal walls. Meow Skulls arched her back, letting out a more moan-like purring sound. The way the tips of that tongue were curling around her clit was particularly nice, the rest of that tongue curling around her folds.

“Mmmmn…tasty.” The demonic one breathed, grinding her tongue further against there before she suddenly had an idea. “Then again, there’s one way we can make this even better.”

“Yeah? And what’s that, dude?” The tomboy asked, only for that pussy to hover over her head, the demonic one getting into a 69-position with her. “Oh, hell YES.” With that, she felt that pussy slam down on her mouth, those muscular thighs gripping around her head.

Meow Skulls’ toes curled as she wrapped her hands around the other’s ass, her pussy humping into the forked tongue within it, while her own rough tongue pressed against the other’s clit, her ears flicking whenever Desdemona let out a humming moan.

The two would continue to do this as Reginn, tired after her clash with the Bazelgeuse, rested against a tree near the town. She still had great resolve to find the one that had killed Kiran, but, for now, her mech needed to recharge for the night.

Skyla and Hahli would find themselves floating down the river after their sexual session, with the former allowing the current to take her to a different shore while she slept soundly. As for the toa, she would find herself meeting back up with her group a few miles away from Fatal Fields.

“What…did I miss?” She wondered, still blushing from her experiences earlier.

“Nothing much.” Tali shrugged, watching as Kleo consoled Warpath.

The Autobot was in his tank mode, whimpering. “My beautiful tank barrel…it’s all scuffed up! Ruined!”

“Relax, honey. The scratches it has now give it character.” The robot assured. “Now, let’s just recharge. More gratuitous violence awaits us and, wow, I can’t wait.” She said that last bit in her usually sultry tone.

Baiken and Yor would have had a more peaceful rest, but their journeys had led them to somewhere near Anarchy Acres, Lord Brevon having tried to ambush them. “I see you ladies are enjoying a nice stroll through the woods. But be careful. You never know WHAT might appear to end you!” He shouted…

…only to be back-handed into the nearest tree by Yor, surprising Baiken with the level of power she just witnessed. ‘I barely see any muscles on her and she just sent him flying! What kind of training did she experience before this time?’ The swordswoman thought.

“S-sorry…I was just…really tired.” Yor yawned, having accidentally swatted away Brevon when she stretched her arms and thought there was an oversized mosquito around.

As she collapsed into a bed she hastily crafted with the materials the duo had gathered, Baiken shrugged, merely slashing the base of the crushed tree that had Baiken being right through it. When it collapsed, that ensured he wouldn’t be causing any problems for the rest of the night.

Even while sleeping, Black Hat’s tendrils still sought after the ‘Zero Point’ that he sensed within his place. Dr. Doom, likewise, was also still looking for that power in Retail Row. Perhaps it was only a matter of time before the two would meet due to their shared goal, ready to fight for this power for their own purposes.

Assuming one or both of them weren’t eliminated before that moment could ever happen, that is.

For Quiet, her resting place was in a tree, though she was unware that Carmilla was hanging from the branch as well. “Based on my echolocation…” She said to herself. “…Isabella has been defeated. I suppose it’s all up to me now.” She said, curling her wings around her body after saying that.

Reko stayed near the base of the tree, considering using her bass to maybe deal enough damage to the bat-like being to knock her out. “Maybe I should get a stake first. Maybe some garlic?” She swore she had seen Carmilla flying in the daylight, so the sunlight was off the list for ways she could deal with this opponent.

Alas, she would wind up sleeping before testing any of these theories out. At the very least, she was out of Carmilla and Quiet’s sight, preventing a confrontation.

With Starscream’s group, they too had fallen asleep. Even Superman had decided to give himself some rest. Behind them was a statue of Starscream…which looked more like a bunch of panels hastily cobbled together to look like him. Obviously, the Decepticon had his complaints, but he was in need of having a stasis-nap first.

Not that it stopped Clownpiece from waving her torch around the statue, causing it to suddenly free its feet from the ground and skip across the entire island. Giggling, she followed the statue, ready to keep having fun until she also felt the need to get some shut-eye.

Still, aphrodisiac was in the air and it was affecting Gigan somewhat as he tossed and turned in his sleep. Ishtar covered her ears as the metal parts of his body clanged against some nearby rocks every time, causing her to grumble loudly.

But Rebecca wasn’t with them, due to having scouted things out earlier and now feeling quite horny…and hostile, given that she had encountered Abbi during her travels. “I’m already in a shitty mood…so get ready!” She clenched her fists, ready to grab the nearest ranged weapon. “Anything to say, you rejected Trix mascot?!”

“Um, uh…SURPRISE RABBIT ATTACK!” Flinging herself forward with all the strength in her lagomorph legs, Abbi was hit with the same cloud of aphrodisiac as she wrapped her body around the similarly sized woman. Her breasts mashed into the other’s face as they tumbled down a hill, the two starting to wrestle.

Several times, Rebecca would land a punch against her foe, but those legs kept kicking her in various areas, causing her to wheeze from the impact. “Son of a…” She muttered, grabbing the other’s ears and tugging hard.

“GAH! YOU BITCH!” Abbi lost control, grabbing the other’s pigtails and tugging even harder.

“YOWTCH! That’s it! You’re fucking rabbit stew!” Biting down on the other’s arm, she pushed her foe around the ground even further, their clothes starting to get torn up as they wrestled further.

Their nude bodies were now firmly pressed against each-other, Abbi’s soft fur against Rebecca’s smooth cybernetic skin. “This should do the trick!” During one moment, the rabbit anthro managed to slam her ass against the other’s face, pinning down the legs. “Hah! I win!”

‘Not for long, bitch!’ Rebecca shoved her tongue into the other’s pussy, slurping loudly. However, that didn’t seem to faze the rabbit anthro, causing her eyes to widen. ‘What the?! How is this not working!?’

Abbi had a smug smile on her face, remembering all the times she felt Yvette’s tongue against her pussy. Compared to her girlfriend’s gentle sandpaper-like tongue, her opponent’s tongue was amateurish. “Guess this is where you’ll stay until you pass out and I can leave. Keep licking and MAYBE I’ll moan a bit.”

‘Fucking…bunny…bitch…’ Rebecca gripped around that ass, squeezing as hard as she could as she tried to get her foe off of her face.

While that fight went on, Kiryu tried to get some sleep in one of the many cabin scattered throughout this island, pushing his mind away from the aphrodisiac flowing into his location. Instead, he thought of what he’d do with the wish if he ever got it. There were many things in his past that he wanted to fix, but he supposed that altering the past was far too risky to do.

‘I need to look to the future. I’ll decide on what this wish will be on my own time.’ He thought to himself.

The aphrodisiac was also reaching a sleeping Swagmaster, but he quickly sat up, shaking his head before getting out a locket. “No! I must remain faithful to my beloved!” In that locket was a picture of himself and his universe’s version of Sonic the Hedgehog.

Throughout the night and away from that chaos, the Trickster remained in that garbage can, still knocked out and his legs still twitching.

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Part 7: The Third Day

Once more, the map shrunk, causing many more areas to no longer be accessible. “So much for our base of operations.” Adrian commented. “Guess we’d better get moving.”

“Yes! Build more! At the rate we’re going, our new base will envelop the whole island! Nowhere will be safe from our wrath!” Starscream exclaimed, standing atop a stack of boxes he had made. Activating his build menu, he scratched his head. “I need more materials. Where is that foolish flying human? He should have been back by now.”

Looking up, he saw that the man of steel was floating through the air, absorbing the sunlight. Despite being depowered by the Arena, Superman still kept the fact that the light of the yellow sun empowered him. “Oh, hi, guys. How’s the project?”

“What do you care? You’re barely around! I doubt you even know of the next draft for my statue! The last one would make me the laughing stock amongst the Destroctocons.” The Seeker grumbled.

Katia, meanwhile, was remembering a spell that Adrian used during the morning. Mainly, the ability to move objects AND light them on fire at the same time while still being able to throw them around. “C’mon…c’mon…” She chewed down on her tongue, trying to move some random blocks around while also unleashing her pyrokinetic abilities.

The instant she saw a spark, she had a flashback to a time in which her powers got out of hand. The 37^th Arena, to be precise. Letting out a panicked mewl, she accidentally threw the block at Starscream’s structure, causing it to start collapsing. “Whoops! Sorry!” She exclaimed.

“ACK!” The Decepticon nearly fell onto Adrian, only for him to create a force-field to stop that.

The Pine Marten anthro struggled to keep him back, only for Superman to effortlessly help him back on his feet. “Maybe I could lend a hand?” He wondered. “I’ve seen enough destruction around these parts. Maybe a little building should clear all of our heads.”

“Urgh…whatever. Just make sure it ends up looking good.” Starscream dusted himself off before glaring at Katia. “What did I say about flinging all that fire around?!”

“Sorry! I’m just-“

“Hey, lay off.” Adrian warned. “She’s doing her best.”

“I merely want her to save that chaotic power for our foes. Right now, we should focus on more important things…like making sure my face looks absolutely perfect when you show it in statue form!” He exclaimed.

Zipping past him were red eye beams, the rays of burning light carving an image of Starscream’s face in perfect details. “Like that?” He wondered. “I’m no artist, but-“

“It’s…beautiful…” Starscream’s eyes sparkled. “Looks like somebody’s eager to earn a promotion!”  

Looking to the distance, Katia raised her hands, remembering what the Decepticon had said. “Save it for our foes?” The idea of her going completely nuts with her powers was an idea that made her shudder. Again, there was a chance that it would end badly for her allies, but, then again, would things be worse if she did nothing, potentially leading to oblivion for all?

Meanwhile, near the giant lake near the center of the island, Gigan was kicking back, his tail sifting through the various items that had been dropped by the fallen combatants. “Let’s see…broken banjo? No. Yellow gauntlet? No. Giant shield? Nah, I’m more for ‘offense’. ‘Defense’ just doesn’t scream ‘me’.”

As he was looking through the items, Rebecca stumbled around, looking utterly sleep deprived. “Got anything good?” She muttered.

“You look like shit. Where were you all night?” He wondered.

“Dealing with some bitch. She’s somebody else’s problem now.” She replied, standing up some more to look around. “Where’s Ms. High-and-Mighty?”

The kaiju shrugged. “Dunno. With any luck, she’s wreaking havoc somewhere else. She may boast so much that it makes my audio receptors wanna cry out for mercy, but DAMN, she hits like a rocket-powered truck.”

Looking up to the sky, his point was proven, as a humanoid shape was breaking through the sound barrier as her leg spiraled towards another flying shape. The Bazelguese barely dodged out of the way, Scarr riding atop the flying wyvern. “I don’t care if this isn’t going well! This is AWESOME!” She exclaimed, tugging the reins even more as she forced the beast to move upwards.

The Bazelguese HATED feeling like this, but the strength of the punkish one was just enough so that she could keep him from resisting her commands. His body was tugged from one direction to the other, causing him to roar while several gemstones were fired at them like lasers.

“Hold still and fall before the greatest goddess of all!” Ishtar commanded. “You’re also flying away! Don’t you think that’s a little rude?!”

“I’m sorry! I didn’t know I had to learn ‘Politeness 101’ before entering a freaking battle royale!” Scarr mocked, suddenly getting something from out of her pocket. “Now, have a little of this! I’ve got to show this off to more people!”

“Huh?!” A disco ball conked Ishtar on the head, causing it to vanish as a disco beat caused her to do a silly dance mid-air, her body slowly falling down while she kept dancing in place. “This humiliation…will be remembered!” She shouted.

Back near the lake where Gigan was hanging out, Quiet found herself in an interesting situation. The aphrodisiac was so strong around her location that she found herself crawling atop Warpath’s robot mode, the Autobot having also felt the effects. “SHWING! WHOO! I dunno about you, human, but I’m feeling GREAT!”

“Well, hubba, hubba…look what we have here.” Kleo noticed not only the nearly-nude women on the giant robot’s chest, but also the rising rusty red cock emerging from his crotch. “TWO barrels for the price of one!”

“Huh?! I have two of them?” Warpath wondered, only to feel Quiet’s breasts mash around his tank barrel, causing him to shudder greatly. “So smooth…my barrel really likes that!”

“Does your second barrel like this?” Kleo hugged around the cock in front of her, stroking her hands around the massively thick thing. Fresh energon was leaking from the tip, causing her to feel quite energized as she absorbed as much of the leaking pre-cum as she could through her circuitry.

It caused her to increase her efforts, while Quiet continued to rub her breasts all around that barrel. She even licked around it, her objective being to work through the aphrodisiac flowing all around her. She moved her pussy to grind against the base of it, already starting to feel it shake and throb.

“Oh…here comes…something! KA-BLAAAAAAAAM!”

That cry could be heard almost across the entire island, with Lord Brevon being among those who heard it when he tore himself free of the tree that had pinned him down. “What was that noise?!” He looked around, anticipating an attack that never came. Scowling, he tried to make his way towards anywhere where he could vent his fury.

A shell from Warpath’s tank barrel landed near him, causing his pupils to shrink as he realized what was going to happen. “I despise this place.”

Elsewhere, while Lord Brevon was rocketed into the sky by the resulting explosion, Retail Row had been utterly ravaged by the Sazabi, though something was different about it. It was no longer bright red, but sickly green/black, its head having opened up to reveal a goopy maw. From the gaping hole in its chest, Black Hat’s face was shown, the hat slowly moving up until it was atop the Sazabi’s head.

Abbi had found herself in the path of the monstrous possessed mech, the evil one having the time of his life using this machine to his advantage. “Is that a rabbit I see?” His voice had taken on a mechanical edge, his jets starting up as he aimed them at the ground. “I absolutely DESPISE anything cute and cuddly.”

“Not sure whether to be flattered…or panic!” The rabbit anthro tried to bound away, but she tripped on some scrap metal left behind. When she looked up, she saw that she wasn’t the only one getting caught up in this mess.

Tali and Hahli were enveloped in tentacles, the duo feeling the tentacles squeeze tighter around them as the minutes ticked by. “Can’t…move!” Tali exclaimed, watching with horror as her suit began to rupture. “No! NOOO!” She cried out, the substance of Black Hat moving into her suit.

“Tali! Hang in there! I’ll get us out soon!” The Toa of water struggled harder, only to bear witness as Tali’s horrified face was enveloped by the squirming mass, obscuring the Quarian’s face within that helmet. “You fiend! Let her go! She won’t survive for long!”

“That’s the point, my dear. Now, stand right there. I want to try something out before I continue with my business.” Black Hat said before aiming the Sazabi’s Diffuse Beam at the duo.

He also noticed how Abbi was trying to get out of the way, only for his tentacles to erupt from the ground, holding her down. “Shit, shit, SHIIIIT!” She cried out, especially as dark crackling particles of light were unleashed from the robot’s chest.

The beams of light crashed into the ground, creating small explosions that didn’t just annihilate the three. The very craters were now crackling with red/black volts, shredding the ground even further and ensuring that no creature could escape Retail Row without being utterly annihilated.

Staring at what he had done, Black Hat finalized his transformation, his monocle forming around the Sazabi’s one eye, while his other one showed up near it, only half of his toothy grin showing up. However, before he could use his jets, he suddenly knelt down, causing him to let out an angered growl as his power reserves ran low.

“It can never be easy, can it?! I could easily abandon this husk…but why waste an opportunity to continue my plan?” Through his hands, he shoved tendrils through the ground, gradually reaching down in order to reach the Zero Point within the island. His very evil was so potent that it was starting to cause the Zero Point to become slowly unstable.

Nearby, Swagmaster had witnessed what had happened, causing him to instantly flee. “Nope, nope, nope, nope, nope, nope, nope…” He kept repeating, though it soon felt like he was running in an infinite loop. Not that he noticed. He was too scared out of his wits.

The cause for his seemingly infinite running loop? Clownpiece, the Hell fairy kicking back against a fold-out chair as she waved her torch around. “You look so silly doing that! I bet this will never get old! Let’s test that theory…times infinity!”

“Wait, hold ooooooooooooooooooon.” Swagmaster began to glitch as he tried to run, causing him to clip through the floor, move left and right and back to his original post at various points, and even move like the characters in the game QWOP. “Somebody kick this pixie from the game already!”

While the fairy laughed herself sick, Dr. Doom could feel the corruption mentioned before as he found himself in the Dusty Depot. It wasn’t much of a place, given that it only had three large buildings in it, but it seemed to be another area where the Zero Point’s energy was more potent.

Right now, he could sense that his foe, Black Hat, was getting as close to the Zero Point’s energy as he was, but he ignored this, raising his hands as he began blasting the ground. “Do whatever you will, fiend. But, by doing what you’re doing, you invite the wrath of Doom.”

Within one of those buildings, two combatants were playing cat-and-mouse…and the cat was the mouse, if that makes sense. Lea was still coming to terms with her new cat anthro form, looking at her palm as she hid behind one of the walls. “Nya?” She managed to say, her tail curling around a bit.

Several knives lodged near her head, causing her to fire some electrical spheres in order to shake off the Trickster. “Why won’t you scream?! My performances are expected to be far more amazing than this! You’re bringing me down with-“

“TIGER DROP!” In a move that cratered the ground and nearly got Dr. Doom’s attention, Kiryu suddenly appeared from behind the side of one of the buildings, smashing his fist into the other’s face, shattering teeth and knocking him out cold again. “Hmph.” He dusted his fist off, his search for a place to hang low continuing.

Having witnessed that firsthand, Lea’s fur was standing on end, amazed by the sheer strength that this human displayed. It was like he had the strength of many men in those fists of his, yet he chose to use that power only when absolutely necessary. Again, she found it to be quite admirable.

Back in Anarchy Acres, Baiken and Yor had found themselves there, with the assassin looking over the horizon. “Oh, dear. I don’t know quite what to call what I’m seeing.”

“What? The incoming wall of death that’s meant to box us in until we’re tripping over ourselves until somebody comes out on top? Yeah, I dunno what to call that either.” She almost offered her sake to her partner, but she remembered what happened the last time alcohol was involved with Yor, especially when aphrodisiac flowed in.

Wandering through the acres as well was Reginn, the woman wondering if she should engage the duo as well. “No. My fight is with the bat demon.” She said to herself, making her way through the farmland, but unable to shake off the feeling that something sinister had happened here.

Some of Black Hat’s tentalces, for instance, were still slithering around, all looking as dapper as he did. Didn’t stop them from attacking anybody near like savage monsters. They lunged at the combatants, but found themselves unable to withstand Reginn’s sword, Baiken’s skills, and Yor’s strength.

“They really need to get a good exterminator!” Yor’s lingerie was nearly squirmed around by one of the lunging tentacles, only to find itself pulverized with just a flick of her wrist.

Back in Tomato Town, Reyna remained, seeing that Scarr was no longer around. “Her loss! Guess this whole place belongs to me now!” She said to herself, but her thoughts were interrupted when a round of bullets sailed through her hair, causing her to hide behind a corner. “Hey! Watch where you do that!”

Instead of fighting, Meow-Skulls and Desdemona were having a friendly match with each-other, keeping their locations strictly within this section of the map as they attempted to disable each-other’s shields first. “You’re pretty quick, but you don’t seem to do well in melee!” The demonic one stated.

The feline anthro zipped past several intact structures in the area, throwing some grenades from her pack and causing Desdemona to rapidly lose cover. “Doesn’t really mean much when I can just keep doing this until the cows come home! C’mon, dude! Show me your stuff!”  As this happened, Reyna snuck away, not wanting any part of this.

Back near the lake, Carmilla remained, moving her claws through the water as she drank up. The fact that she couldn’t hear Isabella’s voice whenever she used her echolocation had led her to believe that the worst had happened to her. “It seems I’m the only remnant of my team. Very well. I shall conquer this game and-“

“So, there’s a ‘simple explanation for this’? Let’s hear it!” Skyla’s said excitedly, jet boots having found themselves on her feet thanks to the randomness of the power of Grand Gosei. She zipped through the air, passing by the Alien Kamiran as she did so.

Screeching in surprise, the extraterrestrial instantly took to the skies as well. “You may be beautiful, but the skies belong to ME!” She exclaimed, roaring before firing her red energy blasts from her maw.

“Really? Let’s see if that’s true!” The Gym Leader shouted, twirling in the air as she stuck close to the approaching storm. “C’mon! Let’s make this interesting!”

Just being near the edge of the storm caused Carmilla’s fur to stand on end, but she pursued her foe still, intent on winning this game quickly.

Once she was gone, Reko peeked from her spot, watching the bat-like extraterrestrial fly away. “That’s right. Do whatever. I’ll just stay here.” She still clutched around her guitar, strumming it as she imagined having to use it against at least one of the combatants. The storm was shrinking and battle seemed inevitable to her…

…and, soon, perhaps everybody else here would feel the same as the days continued. For now, the remaining combatants got to see another night.

Part 8: The Third Night

Despite the fact that the combatants usually took this time to rest, a big battle was already occurring near Anarchy Acres. One that nearly destroyed the entire place entirely.

Still controlling the Sazabi, Black Hat was unleashing several funnels as a test run to see how much more damage they could do after they had corrupted the mech. Instead of just laser blasts, they also fired globs of pure evil, the greenish-blue globs forming into worm-like toothy monstrosities with rotating saw-blade-like maws. Again, they were as dapper as their creator.

They chewed through the ground, forcing Baiken and Yor to fight off more of them. “Give us a real challenge already! These things are boring us to tears!” The swordswoman complained.

Going into complete ‘Thorn Princess’ mode, Yor managed to lift an entire barn and throw it into the sky, forcing Black Hat to dodge. “Enjoy your time with my spawn, ladies! Even if you survive, my evil will-“

With her sword, Reginn dashed past the machine, slashing it across while she also dealt with the hordes. “Leave this place, demon! Next time, I won’t miss!”

“Neither will I!” Gigan shouted, blasting his eye laser across the barn. This not only provided Black Hat an opportunity to leave so he could gather more energy from the Zero Point, but it also spread more flames around, increasing how chaotic the scene had gotten.

Zipping through the air, his blades clashed with Reginn’s sword, sparks flying. “Nice toy! I look forward to cracking it open so I can fry the soft human-y middle inside!”

“You’ll be lucky to shred off a single chip of metal!” She vowed, charging up her sword with her machine’s energy before barrleing through one of his Cluster Beams, striking him in the chest.

His tail smashed into the ground, reducing much of it to crumbled earth, but that wasn’t the end of his troubles. “KA-BLAM!” One of Warpath’s rounds struck him in the face, causing one of his mandibles to fall off. “Bullseye!”

“Don’t count me out! The fun has just begun!” Kleo exclaimed, rapidly firing her own eye-laser at the kaiju.

Holding his arms up and letting out a spiteful roar, the kaiju’s eye looked around. “Where the fuck are my teammates?! I kinda need back-up here!” He knelt when he felt something sharp go through his leg, circuitry exposed after that.

Quiet had hidden herself in a mound of rubble, having awakened after the orgasmic experiences she had with the Autobot and his robot friend. Despite all three still being confused as to what happened, they had gone their separate ways, but the sniper had followed the duo to this zone, deciding to perhaps speed up this Arena in any way she could.

She began to fire upon mostly the creatures surrounding the place, but she also tried to focus on Gigan, especially as he fired his laser in an arc, trying to destroy everything in sight. It was also through her scope that she saw another addition to the battle.

Mainly, a large jeep that was rushing across the grass. “What up, motherfuckers?!” Rebecca shouted, honking the horn before driving it into Warpath’s side, wrecking his treads and forcing him to transform into his robot mode.

“No, no, no! Watch the barrel!” He exclaimed, Gigan’s tail slashing him across the face before he nailed his foe with a direct blast from his chest-barrel.

In terms of those who were resting while chaos happened there, Meow-Skulls and Desdemona had finished their sparring session, now resting peacefully against each-other. The feline-like one purred as she leaned into the other’s shoulder, her tail wrapping around the other’s abs. Desdemona responded by planting a kiss on the other’s head, causing further purring.

Near that location, Reyna had caught sight of Lea moving around the woods, the woman looking for materials to build her own fort. “You know, it just dawned on me that I’ve gotten ZERO victories since this whole match started. Time to fix that.” She smirked, getting out her rocket launcher.

It seemed like a clear win for her…until something smashed into her side, glitching through it. “GUH! What…the…fuck?!”

“DAME DA MEEEEEEEE!” Kiryu yelled, glitching through her as he t-posed. They went right through the floor, vanishing within the seemingly endless abyss as Reyna let out a scream of surprise, her hands flailing around as she was consumed by pixels.

Lea’s ears flicked, having heard the noise. “…?” She went back to looking for resources, ready to sleep soon.

Floating to where Reyna once stood, Clownpeice giggled, holding her torch in one hand and Swagmaster’s immobile body in the other. “I’m loving this game! Let’s see what other kinds of fun I can have!’

As for Swagmaster, piano music began to play as a photoshopped tear went down his face. “All around me are familiar faces…” He sang sadly to himself.

For the most part, everybody else was trying to get some shut-eye. Ishtar had decided to rest in a tree, her slender body laying against a thick branch while she imagined her total victory. Victory that would cause every remaining combatant to praise her endlessly.

Reko wasn’t aware of it, but the cabin near the lake where she was resting was also where Carmilla was taking a nap, having exhausted herself trying to chase after Skyla. Where the Gym Leader was, nobody knew, but she was most likely having the time of her life being able to fly once more.

Scarr was pretty content with how she had managed to get the Bazelguese to do whatever she said, but she found that she had to constantly keep tugging the reins, as the flying wyvern was still intent on escaping and continuing to seek conflict. The fact that one was going on right now was causing him to growl irritabily at his situation.

“Hey! Knock it off with that attitude! You fight when I say we fight!” She warned, tugging the reins with incredible strength. One good tug smashed the monster’s chin against the ground, subduing him, but increasing his rage, which would simmer throughout the whole night.

Dr. Doom could already feel Black Hat’s corruption spreading, so he countered a bit of it with his magical prowess. Sleep would have to come later. All that mattered was that the vile being didn’t beat him to the punch of gaining the Zero Point’s power.

Starscream’s group was also taking it easy, though Superman couldn’t tear his eyes away from the havoc happening in the distance. “Just leave them to it.” Adrian recommended. “It’s not worth getting caught up in their mess.”

“…” The Kryptonian’s focus was on the ground, his x-ray vision finding something interesting within. It was like a festering mass of black tentacled mold mixed with yellow volts trying to take it down. “There’s a struggle happening beneath our feet…but I don’t know what might happen if I interfere.”

“If what you’re saying is true…well, yeah. You could end up setting off a chain reaction that just destroys the island entirely.” Adrian pointed out. “Then again, it’s worth a try.”

“I may be powerful enough to withstand what may come, but none of you are. I’m not risking lives just because it might conveniently finish things.” He rubbed his chin. “There must be a way.”

A bit of aphrodisiac was in the air, causing Katia to lean against Starscream’s jet mode, purring against the null-ray portions. “Smooth…warm…” She pressed her claws against it, her pussy getting wet before she pushed several fingers against her wet slit. “Gotta…control…my libido for once…"

She didn’t quite remember the details of all those wild lewd moments she had whenever she got incredibly drunk at bars, but she did have a feeling that she would always exhaust her partners, causing them to leave early before anything good to happen. That, and her alcoholism would cause her to pass out after that point.

But the idea of her trying that out with Starscream…she WAS trying to curb her libido, but she couldn’t shake off her curiosity at the thought of trying things out with the mighty mechanical man. For now, she would settle for shoving her fingers further into her pussy, biting her lip at the thought of him offering the biggest cock she had ever seen to him.

Meanwhile, Lord Brevon had finally managed to get back on his feet, hate showing in his face. “That’s…ENOUGH! I have had it with being cast to the side! I will-GURK!”

A knife had pierced through his mid-section from behind, another stabbing into his throat. Green blood oozed from the wounds, the human behind him moving his head to rest against his shoulder. “I may have not been able to hear you scream…but your corpse will make for a decent prop.” The Trickster stated.

“RRRRGH…GLLLKKKKKK!” Brevon’s eyes widened in disbelief. The fact that an earthling was the one to defeat him was unfathomable. Not that he had time to think about that, as his head was sliced clean off with one sweeping motion of the Trickster’s arms.

Gazing upon his work, all the pent-up rage within the killer was boiling to the surface, causing him to cackle madly as he started to stab Brevon’s body multiple times, even after he had expired.

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Part 9: The Fourth Day

This time around, the storm had decreased only slightly. None of the remaining areas had been enveloped, but that didn’t mean that the combatants were resting anytime soon. They were still wandering around, some of them recovering after the events of the last chaotic night.

Reginn’s mech was slightly damaged from her battle with Gigan, but it still rode through the battlefield, seeking Carmilla. “It’s only a small island. Why is this taking so long?!”

Reko peeked from her cabin, hearing the sound of mechanical hoofbeats. She stayed there, watching as the princess continued to ride. “Sweet ride.” She said to herself, going back into the cabin. Hunger was starting to overtake her, reminding her that she needed to come out at some point.

It was times like this that she began to think about stuff back at home. Back when her life didn’t become a cavalcade of misery. Even during those moments when she remembered getting roped into yet another more insidious game, she had fond memories of a certain somebody named Nao.

Noticeably, her strumming became much more calm and relaxed when she thought of her, a smile forming on her lips as she did so.

Meanwhile, Gigan was walking away from the ruins of Anarchy Acres, scars all across his body and one of his mandibles missing. Rebecca was at his side, a few scars of her own lining her body and exposing some cybernetics. “One of the perks of nearly getting fully mechanized: not much of a need for after-battle rest.” The kaiju smirked.

“What? You got an infinite battery or something?” She asked, passing by the wrecked remains of her jeep.

Tapping his chest, the kaiju gave another proud smile. “M Space Hunter Nebula AND Xilien tech.  Makes the tech from your world look like a bunch of cavemen are still banging sticks and stones together.”

“Whatever strokes your ego best, dick.” She flipped him the bird. As soon as they approached the wood, they saw several gems fly through the trees, shredding through them. “Oh, yeah. I forgot. Where the fuck was she during this?”

To answer her question, Ishtar was trying to strike down Lea, the feline-anthro racing through the island as she held a health power-up in her teeth. “Hold still and fall before me!” She shouted, aiming as best as she could before several spheres were fired back at her, knocking her in the head and giving her some volts. “INSOLENCE!”

Watching the forest get utterly destroyed gave Gigan an idea. “Next time we’re in a tight spot, we’ll just say that our enemies said Ishtar’s mom was ugly or something.”

“Or she’s just a ‘5’.” Rebecca suggested.

Hearing that, Ishtar got in their faces, flames racing around her eyes and her boat. “I’M AT LEAST A HARD ‘8’!” Rubbing her temples, she re-focused back on chasing Lea, while the other two sweat-dropped.

Speaking of chases, Scarr was laughing her ass off as she moved to Bazelguese to run on foot, running after the Trickster. None of his knives were piercing the monster’s hide, forcing him to run for his life. “He’s gonna get you! Any second now!” She cackled.

Still covered in the blood of Brevon, the killer was far from happy to have been subjected to this. ‘The constant humiliation! I’ll shower this island in a screaming symphony for this!’ He vowed to himself, focusing on running behind the various trees as the wyvern kept ramming through them, often leaving some explosive scales behind whenever he could.

Quiet, meanwhile, was looking for a more convenient spot to seek out victory. She had found a seemingly empty cliffside, one that overlooked Dusty Depot. The place was starting to look more wrecked by the seemingly endless search Dr. Doom was initiating. It looked like he was going to rip the whole island apart to look for the Zero Point.

He was standing over that spot, firing yellow volts into the ground as he kept blasting several of Black Hat’s tentacles. “Cease this game, demon. Doom has no time for the likes of you!” He then turned to the distance. “Nor YOU.”

If Quiet could gasp, she would. Despite being a mile or two away, she could feel the stare of the villain bore into her soul. That caused her to freeze up, unable to do much as she lost grip on her sniper rifle, forcing her to head down to grab it.

That nearly put her in the crosshairs of Carmilla, the Alien Kamiran flying through the sky. “Why am I stalling? I should be defeating all in my way! That way, I not only return to my beloved Jessica’s side, but I could…let’s see…what would she want?” She began to think about her wish. “She’s already got a hot tub…several cars…maybe I could revive that television series she’s been binging lately…”

Her echolocation powers gave her a brief hint that something was coming from behind, but it wasn’t enough to stop the sharp object dive-bombing through her wing, piercing it and causing her to free-fall.

Crashing to the ground, the Alien Kamiran got back up, spreading out her wings and letting out an angered roar. She also got a good look at the hole in that wing, causing her to clench her claws. “Who dares?!”

“I do.” A cold female voice answered.

“We do!” Skyla’s more cheerful voice also joined in.

Not

only was the high-flying Gym Leader floating down with her jetpack, but she was joined by a Swan-like Pokemon anthro with large wings, a razor-sharp beak, blue feathers covering her breasts, and an overall graceful appearance. “What?! I don’t remember you from the beginning of this!” Carmilla shouted.

“I found myself one of my Pokeballs here!” Skyla clarified. “Meet my Swanna! Her name’s Airazor and she’s kind of upset that you were chasing me around yesterday. Still, I’m sure she’ll defeat you quickly, so this won’t be too much of a drag!”

“Indeed.” Airazor nodded. With a flap of her wings, she flung slashes of pure air at the bat-like extraterrestrial, forcing her to dodge, but it was hard to do due to her wings being damaged.

Still, Carmilla countered by firing several red arrow blasts from her maw, forcing the duo to take flight. “You may have the flight advantage over me, but that doesn’t mean I’m defeated!” She fired a humongous cloud of mist from her mouth, blanketing the entire area and keeping her hidden.

“I wasn’t aware she knew Smokescreen.” Airazor commented.

“Yeah. She’s full of surprises!” Skyla exclaimed. “By the way, look out!” She said that as more red energy blasts fired from the mist, forcing the duo into a dodge-fest that looked like an arial dance. Given how much stamina Swannas usually had, this would take a while, even as she tried to finish the fight with more Air Slashes.

Speaking of fights, it looked like Black Hat was not just intent on getting to the Zero Point’s main reservoir of energy, but also take out any remaining combatants. His Sazabi form was reducing Tomato Town to rubble, the Diffuse Beam cannon spreading more of his spawn as he stomped on what remained of the main restaurant.

“Just like old times! Maybe this is what I’ve needed! To come out of retirement for even just a moment!” He exclaimed. “All that’s missing is the screams of my foes! The despair at the knowledge that they stand no chance against me!”

Hiding behind the remnants of the restaurant’s sign, Meow-Skulls and Desdemona were waiting until the heat died down, the both of them having found a shotgun and a semi-automatic respectively to deal with the hordes of worm-like monstrosities that kept spawning from the top-hat wearing threat.

“I guess things were moving a little too smoothly, my dude!” The feline-like one exited her cover, blasting away before Desdemona crushed one creature that tried lunging for her in her fist.

“Yep.” The demonic one looked at the crushed remains in her hand before chomping on them, only to spit them out in disgust. “BLECH! So much for lunch!”

“Dude, did you, like, try to eat that?” Meow-Skulls arched a brow before shrugging. “I mean, that’s what I would have done.”

Another area where this was happening was near the lake, Warpath and Kleo taking care of the creatures as they emerged from the now murky and sludge-filled waters. “BLAM! BLAM! BLAAAAAM!” The Autobot shouted.

“You sound upset, honey. Is this because that monster scuffed your barrel?” Kleo wondered, grabbing one creature and slowly lowering it towards her laser-eye, singing it completely.

“It ain’t fair! Everybody wants to wreck it!” He wailed, still in robot mode. “And my cog is damaged, too! Any much more of this and BOOM! I’ll go CRAZY!”

In the ruins of Anarchy Acres, Yor and Baiken had finally dug themselves out of the rubble that had been left behind by the battle of last night. “Whoo! What a ride!” Half of her clothes were torn, exposing her bra, while Yor’s lingerie was barely holding on.

“I kind of blanked out for a second. What happened?” The assassin wondered, dusting herself off. She got her answer when a Black Hat worm bit her on the ass, causing her to shriek and do a perfect split as she kicked it into the stratosphere.

Seeing that kick also caused Baiken to see that the storm was getting a little closer. “Hope you’ve got some of that energy for what’s coming. Looks like we’re gonna need it.” A part of her wondered if she would have to fight her ally in the coming crossfire. ‘She’s capable of giving me a good fight. It won’t be too much of a shame. I don’t really care who wins. So long as I get back home in the end.’

Finally, Starscream’s group was heading towards Dusty Depot, but they had to contend with more of Black Hat’s spawn. “Where do these All-Spark-damned things keep coming from?!” The Decepticon Seeker shouted, firing various missiles from his chest compartment, blanketing the ground in fire.

That fire got manipulated by both Katia and Adrian, though the latter showed more skill by creating a tornado that enveloped them all. She tried to replicate, only for the funnel to spin on the ground, just burning down more trees. “No! I have to focus! Not get caught up in the moment!” She clenched her eyes, trying to redirect that flame as best as she could.

It started to crackle with volts, springing at one of the beasts and scorching more of them. “Good work! We just need to deal with…maybe a hundred more.” The Pine Marten anthro noted, many more rising from the ground.

“Then we handle them as well! I can almost taste victory!” Starscream proclaimed, even as a few of those creatures chewed on his wings. “Gah! Not the wings! I need those!”

The monsters began to form a large ball of gnashing teeth and wiggling tails, but their rampage would quickly be put to an end when a freezing wind froze them solid. Superman used his frost-breath to freeze the rest solid, grabbing the ball before throwing it at the storm. “This is getting out of hand.” He dusted his hands off. “The storm’s getting closer and now this.”

“Then why are we wasting time talking?! I say we head towards there and…” Starscream’s words stopped in his throat when he saw the display of power happening in the distance at Dusty Depot, Dr. Doom’s magic creating a fissure that swallowed up the buildings there. “…maybe take a five minute break first?”

“You sure you’re not just…stalling?” Adrian wondered.

“Stalling?!”

“Stalling?”

“STALLING!”

“Stalling?”

Katia and Superman looked to each-other, watching this back-and-forth continue. “I found some health power-ups along the way. Wanna try some? They’re not as good or instant as potions, but they work like a charm after some time.”

“No thanks. I’ll just fly around the perimeter. See if I can find anything. Stay safe!” Superman zoomed into the sky, but he was nearly knocked out of the sky by a volt from the nearby storm walls. “That’s odd.” He looked at the singe-mark on his chest. “It wasn’t doing that before.”

Were the actions of Black Hat and Dr. Doom destabilizing the very storm itself, causing it to act more erratic? It would explain why the storm wasn’t moving in as quickly. “You know what they say about the ‘calm’ before…well, this.” He moved a finger closer to the storm again, only to feel great pain when another volt crashed into him.

Smashing into the ground, he groaned, rubbing around his muscular chest. “Magic…my second-least favorite thing besides kryptonite.”

He wouldn’t be the only one getting close to the storm, as Clownpiece was moving Swagmaster’s frozen body near the thing, causing him to get into various poses. “Zap! Zap! Zappity Zap-Zap! I could do this all day!”

Set on the ground near the storm, he was zapped into doing a Fortnite Dance, continuing to do various other ones as the volts crackled around his body. ‘Sonic, my beloved…give me strength in this trying time.’ He thought.

Part 10: The Fourth Night

What Swagmaster was going through would last well into the night, but it would thankfully come to an end when the Hell Fairy got bored and left to get some shut-eye in a nearby tree. Finally able to run from the storm, the pixelated man slowly clenched his fingers around the nearest item he could find.

Mainly, a pixelated pistol. “That’s it. No more Mr. Nice Swagmaster.” He stated. “My epic gamer skills are going to shine through this fucking mess or my name isn’t-“

“HEEL! For the last time, HEEL!” Scarr shouted, the Bazelgeuse continuing to resist against her commands. The beast thirsted for combat, his head swaying around as he let out another furious roar.

Swagmaster, at first, tried to fire his pistol at the beast, managing to take out an eye, but that only enraged the beast into leaping over him, still trying to fly, while still dropping many explosive scales. They all fell around him, but he still fired at them. “Look at me! I’m ruining your stuff! I-“

KA-BOOM! While the explosion didn’t kill him, it did send him sky-rocketing into where Quiet was, nearly interrupting her nap. She had already dealt with the various spawn that Black Hat had created, so she wasn’t quite in the mood to continue scouting ahead.

Tomato Town still remained a smoldering wreck, but a new battle was taking place there. Gigan was blasting his eye-laser through the rubble, having seen Desdemona and Meow-Skulls passing by. “Come out, come out, wherever you are!” He laughed, giving another menacing roar as he did so.

Free of restraint, Ishtar was also covering the ground in explosions, intent on finishing the game soon. “Was there any doubt that I would soon be victorious?”

“Hey, I’m the one actually focusing on finding some enemies! Now…COME ON OUT!” He shouted to the fires around him, wondering who would enter his line of sight.

“SMASH!” Crashing into his side was Warpath, the Autobot having slammed his shoulder into the kaiju. That sent him skidding through the wreck, that action also having flushed out Desdemona and Meow-Skulls.

“Shit, dude! This is getting way too crazy for my tastes!” The feline one shouted, taking her friend’s hand.

She was suddenly pushed away by the demon, a mechanical tail slamming down into her. Gigan’s stinger tail had pierced through her back and out through her chest, black demonic blood leaking from the huge wounds. “Guh…ah…”

“HOLY SHIT, NO!” Meow-Skulls shouted, watching as Gigan tossed the dying demonic one into the flames, the kaiju firing his Cluster Laser to create more explosions. Pushed away from the blast, she had to regain herself quickly, the fires spreading as she sought higher ground.

Looking at the Autobot before him, the kaiju got a sadistic idea. “Hey! Wanna know something you CAN’T create onomatopoeia out of?!”

“Dunno! WHAT?!” Warpath prepared another blast, his barrel already getting into position.

Right before he could fire, Gigan scored a direct hit with his Gigarium laser into the barrel, causing it to blow up mid-blast. A gaping hole was left in the Aubotot’s chest, smoke pouring o out of it. He tried to speak and express his pain, but nothing came, especially after Gigan lunged at him and stabbed him through the spark.

Lifting his lifeless body up, the kaiju gave a wicked smirk. “I’ll tell ya’…the ‘sound of silence’.” He threw the metallic body down, planting a foot on the head and crushing it before letting out a triumphant roar…

…that got quickly interrupted when Meow-Skulls scored a direct hit against his visor-eye with a shotgun she found. That caused his eye to start wildly firing lasers everywhere, his sickles struggling to hold back the laser. “GAAAAAH! MY EYE! MY FUCKING EYYYYYYYYE!”

“Serves you right, dick!” Meow-Skulls flipped him the bird, only for some of Black Hat’s spawn to lunge at her from the flames, pulling her into the inferno and ensuring her end.

Ishtar floated down, ramming some gems into that broken eye. “There! Let it be known that Ishtar is as powerful and beautiful as she is resourceful!”

Regaining himself, the kaiju felt around the gems forming around the hole in his mechanical eye. “Okay…thanks. I mean it.” He said in a genuine moment of appreciation. “All I saw was…blackness.” He shuddered.

In terms of his other teammate, Rebecca was dealing with Kleo, the robot having chased her into the woods with a powerful eye laser. “All of these upgrades left on the ground have not gone to waste. They certainly pack a punch when I use them.” She sultrily remarked before blazing through several built towers with her eye laser.

“Shit!” Rebecca hissed, grabbing a semi-automatic weapon from a nearby chest before starting her counterattack. The bullets sprayed through the trees, leaving a lot of leftover woods, yet the bullets kept clanging against the robot like they were nothing.

Another eye laser forced her further into the woods, where the Trickster was hiding. He attempted to stab her as she ran, but he got tackled by Lea for his troubles. The cat-like one left a few scratches before throwing some spheres down, all of them electrocuting the man.

“This…is not…my masterpiece!” He tried to speak, but wound up passing out from the pain.

“…” Knowing that things were getting a little intense, Lea fled from the scene, especially as Superman passed by, mistaking him for another threat.

With a deep breath, he unleashed a gust of wind that was so powerful that it blew away the flames. Gigan tried to stab himself into the ground, but the winds were too powerful for even him. “WHOA, WHOA, WHOA!” He tried to fly, but he crashed into Ishtar, the two of them flying through the air as the winds continued.

Once that was over, Superman looked over to his side. “I think it’s safe now. We’ll rest here for the night.”

The other three team members walked over, with Starscream noticing the ruined remains of Warpath. “Hah! No more boasts, Autobot scum! At least that’s one good thing that happened tonight!”

“I’d keep it down.” Adrian advised. “You never know who might still be sticking around these parts.” He looked at some burnt fur on the ground. “Looks like we got here after things really got messy.”

Katia felt her fur stand on end. Something was coming and she was already readying some fireballs in her hands. “It might just be me being a little jumpy from us dealing with his game for days, but-“

“I hear something too.” Superman’s beady eyes opened wide, seeing several things suddenly rise from the ground without warning.

It’s…SKELETONS! FUCKING SKELETONS! In fact, it’s significantly worse, because they have the same hat and overall dapper attire as Black Hat, so…BLACK HAT SKELETONS! EVERYWHERE! RUNNING HERE, THERE, AND EVERYWHEEEEEEEERE!

“Gah! Away with you!” Firing his Null Rays, Starscream instantly got to blasting, the others following suit as the goopy skeletons charged at them, fulling intending to destroy them in the name of their evil master.

Superman fired his eye beams, even using his super breath on Katia’s flames to create an enveloping flame. Adrian got atop Starscream’s wing, getting more range as the robot continued to fire Null Rays and missiles. “I don’t think we’re gonna get much sleep tonight!” Adrian commented. “Bit of a downer, but at least it won’t be another boring night!”

“I’d take ‘boring’ over this needless violence!” Superman stated, especially when he heard another fight in the distance.

At long last, Reginn had found Carmilla, the Alien Kamiran having only escaped the fight against Skyla and Airazor due to FLYING GORILLA for the FLYING GORILLA APP having crashed into the duo, taking them far away from the upcoming battle.

“At last…the murderer of Kiran will pay for her crimes!” Reginn readied her lance, but Carmilla then fired her mouth arrow blasts, the already damaged mech that she was riding atop taking the brunt of them.

In the instance she tried to push through those blasts, Carmilla had zoomed to her location, tearing her from the mech and throwing her to the ground before firing some more blasts into the interior of it. Jumping back, she watched as the machine was reduced to scrap.

Getting back on her feet, Reginn gasped, watching as her robot became hot slag. “Tell me…can you still fight? If not, I promise to make your death a quick one.” Carmilla promised, her fangs glistening in the moonlight.

Gripping around her sword, the princess held it high, green volts traveling around it. “I always have a contingency.”

“Use whatever you will! Your puny tricks won’t defeat me!” Letting out a loud roar, she lunged and used her claws to clash against the sword, their strikes sending green volts onto the grass.

Spinning with her blade, Reginn almost scored a hit, but it was then bitten by the vampiric one, the volts causing her great pain that she still pushed through. Her tail then wrapped around Reginn’s leg, tripping her before the Alien Kamiran finally let go of the blade. Leaping into the air, Carmilla stabbed her claws into the ground, her fangs ready to bite into her foe’s neck.

A guitar slammed into her jaws, shattering her fangs and smashing the instrument into bits. “Chew on that, bitch!” Reko grunted, holding the broken handle of the guitar.

Stumbling back, Carmilla spat out the bits of guitar and fang, feeling around her mouth. “How…DARE you! I’ll suck you DRY!”

Now nervous at the fact that she had pissed off the monstrous woman, Reko took a step back. “Uh…phrasing? And how can you do that? I broke your fangs.”

“I’LL FIND A WAY!” Charging up several mouth beams, she forced the two to scatter, the trees around her reduced to piles of wood and fire.

While this battle raged on, Baiken and Yor were also dealing with the skeletons, both looking quite tired. “Okay, I love a good fight, but this is getting boring really quick!” The swordswoman said, easily cutting through one skeleton without even trying.

“I’m starting to regret this vacation more and more! Can I go home yet?” Yor wondered, her foot crushing a skull from one of her foes into bone dust.

“Sorry, gorgeous. Only way we’re getting out of here is taking care of everybody else. I bet they’re sick of this game as we are.” Baiken replied, kicking away one skeleton before slicing it into various pieces.

‘So…total elimination of the enemy opposition…of those that would do us harm…of those that would keep me away from my husband…my Anya…’ Yor’s eyes suddenly looked quite cold, her mere punch sending various skeletons into the distance. ‘I understand perfectly now.’

Near the start of the dawn, there was one figure that had it up to here with just floating around and attempting to get the Zero Point’s energy slowly. He had witnessed the chaos around him for too long. Far too long.

“The constant squabbles…the annoying mayhem…the nerve of some to fight me…they want a fight. I suppose it would be rude of Doom not to give it to them.” The ruler of Latveria said, crossing his arms as he watched the sun rise, the storm becoming even more unstable thanks to the tampering that had been doing to this island.

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Part 11: Day 5

This was it. The storm was now pretty much fully enveloping all of the island except for the large lake in the near-center and Dusty Depot. Thanks to the actions of Dr. Doom and Black Hat, even being near the edge of the storm was guaranteed to result in total destruction.

(Dr. Doom-Marvel Vs. Capcom 3)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lcQ853ibg08

Speaking of those two, it seemed that they had both decided to go on a rampage, fighting entire groups of combatants. With Dr. Doom, he was already matching energy blasts with Ishtar, the explosions in the sky almost completely enveloping it. Gigan would watch this and just sit back, not wanting to get involved.

“Still working on the damn repairs…” He grumbled, patting around his eye. “Gotta wait for these damn updates to finish…eh. She’s got this.” He remembered that massive explosion she caused during the first day, leaving him confident that things would turn out well.

Superman and Adrian were also taking him on at the same time, the Latverian ruler not only having to block a blow from one of Ishtar’s kicks, but also handle Adrian’s fireballs and Superman’s heat vision. All of them were attacking him from three angles, his eyes starting to glow yellow.

“ENOUGH!” Creating a force-field around himself, Doom aimed his gauntlets down to the ground. “So many days of watching you fools slowly destroy each-other…so many days having to watch you fruitlessly fight in the name of this insipid competition. Well, my days were not idle either. Care to see what power Doom has attained?!”

Expanding his force-field, he forced the others back, the Zero Point’s energy coursing through him. “What sort of power is this?!” Ishtar yelled. “No mortal man should-“

Teleporting in front of her, Doom foot-dived against her boat-like weapon, shattering it in half before spreading his hand out, powerful multi-colored lasers striking her head-on. While she was pushed back, he then teleported to Adrian, grabbing him by the tail and slamming his foot down, activating his jet-boots right as his foot was near the Pine Martin’s anthro’s head.

Setting it aflame, he was left helpless as Dr. Doom summoned an entire tornado of pebbles that he turned super-sized with the technological prowess of his suit. The boulders smashed him into nothing, but this left the Latverian ruler open for Superman to punch him in the face.

Sent hurtling through several trees, he was then blasted in the back by Kleo, leaving a burning hole in his cape. “Oh, look! Another headstrong human to have some fun with.”

Attempting to blast the angered one, he suddenly had her head grabbed by the villain, a single clench crushing it into scrap metal. Metal that Doom then formed into a sword where he could utilize the Zero Point energy far more. “It’s not usually Doom’s style, but it will suffice as a further demonstration of my newfound power!”

Rushing back into the fray, he slashed his sword several times, rainbow-colored energy slashes shredding through the very storm itself. Some of those slashes forced Gigan to flee, while a few struck Superman in the chest, leaving magical singes on it. “I knew this was going to be an uphill battle, but I’ve got to try!” He declared, flying into the sky again.

A hand then rested on his shoulder, gripping around his cape. “Try all you want, but NONE can stand against Doom! NONE!” Spinning his foe around, the Latverian ruler threw him right at Ishtar before firing a massive blast from his sword.

In the confusion, only Ishtar took the brunt of the blast, her eyes widening as an energy that could strip the fabric of universes and bend them to the wielder’s will twisted around her body, atomizing it while she tried to summon one of her Noble Phantasms. “I…am…a…GODDESS!” She managed to shout before vanishing into pixels.

Seeing that made Dr. Doom examine his weapon more thoroughly. “Such power…it makes sense for Doom to attain it!” Some eye beams struck his shoulder, pushing him back almost against the edge of the storm. “Bah! Wretch!”

“It makes more sense that this level of power stays out of your hands!” Superman said, his eyes blazing red as he increased his speed, striking this foe several times. Each blow drained Dr. Doom’s armor significantly, forcing him to siphon more of the Zero Point’s energy…but something happened as a result.

While he was able to create another pulse that sent his foe hurtling into the ground, the Latverian Ruler felt like something was moving inside of his suit. Something sinister. Something that was trying to claw at his mind. “Rrrrrrgh! What…is this?!”

‘Did you forget that you are not the only one claiming this power as their own?!’ Black hat’s taunting voice asked. ‘A second-rate villain like you could never hope to possess the full extent of this power! Only somebody as experienced as I can!’

Recognizing that voice, Dr. Doom grasped his head, still clutching his sword tightly. “GRAAAAAARGH! Vacate my head at once and face me man-to-man!” He swung his sword wildly, distracting himself from Black Hat’s manipulations and corruption while also taking out entire chunks of even the parts of the map that were covered by the storm.

More lightning volts crackled from the walls of the storm. Superman almost got back up, but the volts also struck his back, the laughter of Black Hat echoing as he fought through the pain. “There…are…people to save!” He grunted. “I can’t give up now!”

As he flew away, Gigan noticed that Starscream and Katia were fleeing the scene as well. “The mission is lost! Let’s lay low until we can find another chance at victory!” The Deception Seeker exclaimed.

Hiding in his cockpit, the Khajiit watched as the storm started to get closer, clipping one of Seeker’s wings. She yowled as her claws dug into the seat, the robot hastily transforming and cupping her close to his chest as they fell. “We’re going to die!” She exclaimed, her fur standing on end.

Landing on his feet and skidding across the ground, the Seeker also looked perturbed by all happening, but he tried to stay positive about it. “No! Our tactical retreat is, erm, going well! There’s got to be a place where we can hide!”

“Lol, do you know what else rhymes with ‘place’?” A computerized voice asked before the source of it appeared from behind a tree, brandishing a pixelated tommy gun. “YOUR STUPID FACE!”

Swagmaster unleashed a storm of metal upon the robot, tearing through some parts of his body before he fired his Null Rays wildly. “Starscream!” Katia exclaimed.

“Protect your lord! Do something!” He shouted, taking some bullets to his spark chamber as well. That caused it to start acting up, activating some of his weaponry, like the entire row of missiles dwelling in his chest.

They flew around everywhere wildly, causing Katia to cover her head as shrapnel and ashes rained around her. Pretty soon, the voices were coming back to say that she could only fail in this scenario. That she wasn’t a warrior. She was a failure. Somebody who couldn’t even deliver a simple letter without fucking up.

“SHUT UP!” She roared, pushing her hands forth and causing the fires and shrapnel to push forward towards Swagmaster.

“…here I come, Sonic.” He said calmly, roasted and reduced to pixels by the ensuing wall of debris and flame.

Panting, Katia fell to her knees, looking towards her partner. “Did…did I just…win?”

“Yes. I believe you did…all because of my amazing leadership!” Starscream boasted before coughing up some energon. “Never thought I’d say this out-loud, but where’s that narcissist Blast-Off when you need him?!”

While Katia frantically looked for some healing potions, Reginn and Carmilla were still doing battle, but things weren’t looking good for the princess. Reko laid next to her as she tried to get up after another attack from her vampiric foe, the punk rocker’s body drained of blood. Her arm had two gaping holes in it, showing that Carmilla had recharged herself using her essence.

Her other ally, Skyla, had watched as Airazor had her neck grabbed by the extraterrestrial one’s tail, her neck snapped in one moment.

Gasping, she started her jetpack again, ramming into the bat-like one. “That’ll teach you to mess with my Pokemon!”

“It pains me to resort to such violence, but I am left with no choice!” Carmilla shouted, digging her claws into the other’s back before snipping the straps, causing the high-flying gym leader to lose course.

“WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOA…shit.” She softly said that last part as she flew into the storm, the Alien Kamiran getting off in the nick of time. Just a few seconds there vaporized her foe, while she landed back on her feet.

Keeping her stance, Reginn wandered forward, wincing after witnessing Skyla’s fate. “There’s nowhere left to run! It’s either me or the storm!” She shouted.

“You’re right! This can only end in one of our defeats!” Carmilla exclaimed. “Come forth, brave knight! Whatever happens, know that I bear no malice! It’s this competition that deserves our hatred!”

Looking around at the devastation, the princess nodded. “I don’t like having hate in my heart to begin with. Still, I can’t just let you get away after what you did to Kiran.”

“Your feelings are understandable. She must have been a dear friend. You are not the only one with loved ones, though. When I win…my wish shall bring joy to both me and the woman I love!” Opening her mouth wide, Carmilla fired a stream of continuous mouth blasts, caking the ground in red volts.

She also fired some mist to further throw Reginn off. Rushing through the mist, she started to swing wildly, making her arcs huge to dispel the mist. Alas, there was just enough mist to fully hide the bat-like creature, allowing Carmilla to lunge at various points, her claws clashing against her sword.

Yet another battle was taking place nearby, with the Trickster having gotten atop the Bazelguese thanks to hiding in a tree. The chaos around them had upset the wyvern, making him go berserk as he tried to rush towards the biggest fight he could find.

All the while, the Trickster was balancing himself quite well as Scarr tried to shiv him with one of his own knives. “Hold still so I can-“

Instead of drawing this out, the maniac had instantly shoved two of his knives into her chest, slicing them upwards before kicking her off. Still laughing, he jumped off the beast, letting it roam free…and soon notice that the one that had kept the wyvern from roaming free was laying on the ground before him.

“Fuck…just gotta…get out of here and…” Scarr tried to walk off her wounds, but the draconic beast was looming over her now, snarling before letting out a furious roar. “Shit.”

The Trickster hid behind a tree, hiding himself from the ensuing explosion. “Now, where was I? Oh, yes. Making an actual masterpei-“

In one swift motion of Yor’s arm, half of the tree slid down…with his head following shortly afterwards. Leaping over the dead body was Baiken, the woman now facing the wyvern within the flames. “What’s this? A run-amuck Gear?” She wondered, the beast them flinging his tail at her sword.

A surge of explosive scales was thrown, forcing her to dodge as the explosions littered the ground in short bursts. Running circles around the now-flightless monster, Baiken used her claw-arm to wrap around the monster’s head, pulling herself in to jam her sword into his eye. Letting out a pained roar, the monster began to rampage.

Crashing through the trees, Baiken noticed that he was heading straight for the storm. “This is where I get off! Shame our fight couldn’t last longer, but-“ She tried to move, but she looked down to see that glue was keeping her limbs attached to the runaway monster. “H-huh?! But that wasn’t there to begin with! What the fuck?!”

Floating above them was Clownpiece, her torch waving around in the air as she caused Baiken to perceive that she was trapped, even though that wasn’t the case. “I wonder what’ll happen next! This party’s starting to get good!”

“Party?!” Baiken looked back to see the Hell fairy waving at her. “Hold on a second-“ Too late. The Bazelgeuse barreled into the storm, the energy around the duo vaporizing them, though Baiken managed to remove her sword and attempt to lunge out of there, only to disintegrate in mid-air.

Yor was too busy lost in her Thorn Princess persona to notice, already going after Lea, though she relented when she saw how innocent the cat-like one looked. “Sorry…but I need to see my family again.” She said calmly, throwing one knife with such force that it cleaved through an entire tree-line before she threw her leg down.

Lea got out of the way, but the impact cratered the ground, sending her flying back. Firing some spheres at her, she was astounded at how Yor avoided all of them. “…!” She leaped into the air, avoiding a shot from Rebecca.

“Who started the party without me?! I heard the fucking word, y’know!” She shouted, whipping out another shotgun. “C’mon! Bring me everything you’ve got!”

A flash of movement heralded Yor getting right behind the cybernetic one, her knife slicing through her hair with enough force to create a wind gust. Rebecca was thrust into a nearby tree, her expression showing nothing but bewilderment. ‘Holy shit! What kind of mods does this bitch have?! Or…does she have mods at all!?’ Her pupils shook at that prospect.

Their fight would have to wait, as the whole ground started to shake. It shook so violently that, on a nearby hill, Quiet was forced to flee. The ground shook as more of Black Hat’s corruption affected the Zero Point, causing fissures to show up.

Hands attached to tentacles rose up from the fissures, a sickly green glow rising as something else flew through the sky. The Sazabi had returned…and its head had split open, the cycloptic eye now functioning as Black Hat’s monocle.

Landing on the ground, he looked around, while also feeling a chain of energy link his arm to where Dr. Doom was struggling to stave off his corruption. “Fight all you want, but you WILL succumb! That, or I can just force you! I’m not a fan of waiting!”

Curling his finger, he pulled the Latverian ruler towards himself, everybody witnessing as that caused a reaction that enveloped what remained of the island in a massive green light. Dr. Doom’s angered yelling could be heard faintly, but it faded away as well.

Superman was the first to look through the smoke, watching as something ascended from the hole in the ground left by that explosion. Something that had fully absorbed the Zero Point’s energy.

The sky cracked like glass, showing a multitude of alternate realities. Some of them featured Son Goku. Others featured Godzilla. A few more even featured Skibidi Toilet. “Is this…the essence of the island?” The Kryptonian wondered.

“WRONG.” A voice that sounded like Dr. Doom and Black Hat’s voices fused into one answered.

That figure that was rising looked like the Sazabi, but it had Black Hat’s dress, Dr. Doom’s cape, and the face (while looking mostly like Black Hat) had a metallic tinge to it. One of his arms turned into a clawed tentacle, while the other resembled one of Dr. Doom’s arms more accurately. In the center was a glowing neon core, the Zero Point energy coalesced.

“This…is the essence…of my VICTORY!” The voices sounded like they were fighting for control, but Black Hat’s malice was so potent that he was in the driver’s seat for the most part. Still, his body occasionally cracked and sparked with green energy, showing how unstable this new fusion was.

Just because it was unstable, however, didn’t mean the new body for Black Hat didn’t pack a punch.

“So…we gonna call him ‘Doom Hat’? ‘Black Doom’?” Gigan wondered. “That last one might be taken.”

“We should probably call ourselves ‘totally fucked’ first.” Katia stated.

Part 12: Victory Royale

(Yoseph Calvert-Astral Chain)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xffj0sFgrj8

The Sazabi-like monster let out an energy pulse, pushing the storm back, but also feeding off of its energy. Now, his limbs crackled with purple energy, every structure around him transformed into pixels from the impact. The sword Dr. Doom wielded originally floated into one of his claws, his face showing a smug ‘Come here’ expression.

“TAKE HIM AT ONCE!” Superman shouted, knowing fully well that this wasn’t going to end well.

With a single swing of his sword, Doom Hat created an energy arc that shredded across the land, volts crackling from it. One of those volts smashed into Lea, reducing her to pixels as she screamed in mute horror.

That prompted everybody to scatter, though Carmilla and Reginn were still having their fight. “Wait! We shouldn’t fight now! We need to stop him!” The princess shouted, but the Alien Kamiran’s claws were now inches from her face.

“I…I don’t know…but…I feel…so much…HATE FOR THE ONE WHO DARED STAND IN MY WAY!” She snarled, her eyes glowing slightly green as she continued her attack. Even Reginn was starting to look a bit more wrathful as time went on.

Doom Hat chuckled, raising his blade into the air as he called upon energy from the various dimensions around him. “That’s right! Give into malice! I already had these powers before…but, now, they are amplified! The endless possibilities…twisted by the malignant shape of my evil!”

Similarly affected, Gigan ran Starscream through with his blades, the Decepticon Seeker struggling to free himself as he was stripped in half. “Fuck this whole thing! I’m destroying each and every one of you for wasting my time!” He fired his Gigarium Laser, but his eye once again broke due to incomplete repairs, resulting in it firing wildly.

He didn’t care, flying into the air so he could attack as many as he could. Superman flew through the beam, punching one of them away, though he was then struck with several volts raining down from the storm. Doom Hat was outright manipulating them with his tentacle arm, swirling the volts to strike down the ground like tornados.

“SHIT, SHIT, SHIT, SHIIIIIIIIIT!” Rebecca shouted, pulled into one of them and disintegrating as a result. Yor tried to get away as well, only to be struck down by Gigan’s runaway laser.

Quiet managed to fire upon Gigan’s eye again, disabling it completely. He fell to the ground, twirling around as his blades smacked the weakened Superman out of the air. “Oh, yeah! Who wants some?! I KNOW I DO!” She shouted in his maddened state.

Looming over the remains of her fallen friend, Katia’s fists were filling up with scorching fire. “You want Some?! HERE’S SOME!” She shouted, summoning the remaining magic she had to send several embers into the kaiju’s eye.

She got him at just the right time, the embers coming into contact with the wiring. The resulting explosion reduced his head to cybernetic parts, his chainsaw chest falling to the ground and, as it continued to whir, sent him straight into the storm vaporizing him.

Though focused on letting everybody tear each-other apart, Doom Hat still had to contend with Clownpiece, the Hell Fairy using her very torch as a sword. She clashed it with the much larder blade of her MUCH larger foe. “Vexing imp! You would have made an excellent villain if not for your infuriating naivety!” He shouted,

“Sorry! Can’t hear you over the sound of LASERS!” She summoned a bunch of energy balls from the sky, all falling down in a pattern that blotted it out. However, Doom Hat merely flicked his wrist, creating a rift that transported those orbs…

…all the way down onto the ground. “FALL BACK!” Superman shouted, using his heat vision to destroy some of those blasts. Still, a few fell down and caked the land in further devastation.

Among those affected was Quiet, the woman unable to escape the blasts in time. Katia also found herself running, trying to get a good hit on anybody she could find. “I’m going to win! I need to win! I can’t fail everybody ag-“

BOOM! And then, there were only a few.

Reginn’s sword had been knocked out of her hand thanks to a swipe from Carmilla, the bat-like monster lunging at her. Despite her fangs being broken, she still had a set of teeth she was going to sink into her foe. “Now…this finally ends!”

Struggling against the taller woman’s strength, Reginn noticed one of the broken pieces of Reko’s guitar. The shard of metal almost looked like a stake, too. She struggled to grab it, but, with only one arm, she was unable to stop Carmilla from biting into her body.

Unable to suck out her blood, she focused on merely biting down hard enough to leave a nasty wound. Her claws also sank into her foe’s sides, causing Reginn to let out a strangled cry of pain.

Carmilla’s eyes widened when she herself felt great pain. With one mighty thrust, Reginn had buried the shard into her foe’s heart, pushing her back so she could examine her own wound. “Cruel…fate…” The Alien Kamiran stumbled before falling down, her body suddenly enveloped in a fiery explosion (a fate that befell most Tokusatsu monsters).

Dying of her wounds, Reginn still gave a triumphant smile. “Kiran…you’ve been…avenged…and that’s…good enough for me.” With that, she expired, several energy balls raining down.

Back with the fight between Clownpiece and Doom Hat, she lifted her torch up, causing three ghostly moons to show up. “Now, it really IS Lunatic Time!” She exclaimed, waving her torch around and causing humongous purple energy orbs to rain down from them.

“Have you learned nothing, imp?! You may control chaotic magic…but let me show you what REAL chaos looks like!” With a wave of his sword, Doom Hat created cracks in the reality they were in itself, some of the cracks fracturing the space around the Hell Fairy.

Her moons were shattered into pieces, the energy seeping from the fractures proving so unstable that it felt like he was spreading more of the storm’s energy. It enveloped the fairy faster than she could get away, her transforming into pixels. “AH, NUTS!” She shouted, fading away into nothing.

Laughing, the vile fusion looked down to see Superman struggling to stand with how much the storm’s energy was closing in on him. He was in the very center, nowhere really left to go. “Do you feel that?! The crushing despair? The sense that there is NOTHING you can do to stop my conquest?!”

While he was internally struggling to think of a way out of his mess, the Kryptonian didn’t show any fear. “Where there’s a will, there’s a way. I’m not going to let you tear this world apart!”

“Far from my goal! I’ll just spread it across the multiverse in this chaotic state! Watch as everything descends into anarchy!” He declared. “It’ll be a dog-eat-dog world! One in which everybody embraces their inner villain! Maybe you’ll also be pushed to the breaking point when this is over?”

He slashed the sky again, showing Superman leading an entire army to crush a group of rebels. “After all, you already break in a few of these realities I’m seeing. I may not be able to access the TRUE realities…but, again, my great power will fix that!”

The sight of him causing so much pain to others was harrowing, yet Superman refused to break. He used his super breath to push away the storm a little bit, but it still closed in, burning away at his body. “You won’t…win! Evil…never wins!”

“Oh? Really? Because it just did.” Raising his sword again, Doom Hat made it much bigger. “I’d much rather watch as you die, but I’ve got my annoying other half to deal with!” To emphasize that, Dr. Doom’s energy crackled from his body again, still struggling with the evil one.

Absorbing the storm’s energy into the blade, the fused villain made it almost the entire size of the island itself. “VICTORY ROYALE!” He roared, bringing the blade down and dispelling the entire storm.

Now, the island was split in half, lava emerging from the sliced section of earth. Even though the storm had been dispelled, traces of it still lingered in the air. The corruption of Black Hat had now resulted in the traces looking like black/green mist, tentacles rising from every fissure around him.

From the fissures of Doom Hat’s own body, Dr. Doom tried to pry himself free, his soul proving strong enough to withstand the fusion. “Your victory…isn’t assured…until one of us…is dead!”

“As if I’m willing to indulge in the rules of this game anymore!” Black Hat spread out his arms. “I’ve already won! Now, my wish will be granted…and I will make it impossible for another Arena to be had. I can’t let my wish be undone, after all.”

He could already see it. Lines upon lines of people going to him to buy all kinds of stuff as they gave into their worst impulses, giving him a business that went beyond the Cartoon Network Universe, but to other universes as well!

“You know what they say…” Doom Hat adjusted his monocle. “’Evil’ spelled backwards is ‘live’…and I’m going to live like a king after I’m done here.” He then heard Dr. Doom chuckle. “Let me guess. There’s something I’m not aware of? Even if that’s the case, I’m fully prepared for it!”

“Do not doubt Doom’s intuition…nor should you consider what Doom says next lightly. It is not often I admit that I may have underestimated a foe…but here we are. Prepare for imminent destruction.”

One of Black Hat’s eyebrows arched upon hearing that. “What do you mean? Everybody’s been annihilated!” He looked down, seeing some of the rubble move. “Urgh. Insolent heroic second winds.”

(Save You-Divide Music)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D4RbGyALJx8

The very dust particles around the ruined area started to move upward, red spots also slowly forming around the rock. For a while, Doom Hat anticipated that the rise of the hero within would take a while, given how much of a magical beating he had received.

As soon as the instrumentals went wild, like a speeding bullet, Superman emerged, rocketing upwards and flying circles around the place. A hurricane of wind ripped entire chunks of the island around, some of them battering into the evil one before he sliced through them with his sword.

“He has ceased holding back.” Dr. Doom observed, the lyrics starting as Superman stopped, the wind dispelling as his eyes glowed slightly red. “The rest…is about to happen to you and you alone.” His voice faded, but the Black Hat portion of him remained unimpressed.

He raised his sword to the flying man, sneering. “Everything you do will pale in comparison to what I can do now! Your efforts are meaningless!” He spread out his arms. “Don’t you have a heroic speech to meaningless tell me?”

I'll bring you a new horizon. Rise up to brighter skies. No world you'll have to hide in. No need to cover your eyes.

The very wind around Superman started to shift, his cape blowing wildly as he concentrated every bit of his power into his fists. “You can’t be allowed to destroy anymore lives. You’re welcome to give up at any point. For now…”

In the span of a nano-second, he was suddenly in front of Doom Hat’s face.

No, I can't be everything…but I'll never try to hide…'cause you know I'd break through anything…for the battles you can't fight!

A single punch further wrecked the island around them, the shockwaves traveling across the world as Doom Hat was sent flying. Not even his super-fast tendrils could hold back the hero, as he just sizzled through them by combining his heat vision with his super-speed, thus making him look like a red streak as he then slammed into the techno-organic fusion’s side.

Dragging him through the ocean floor, he was stopped by Doom Hat’s Diffuse Beam, the magical energies surging against Superman’s fists before he thrusted them to his sides, splitting the Diffuse Beam in half before letting out a powerful yell, his eye beams splitting the very seas as they smashed into Doom hat, sending him straight into the stratosphere.

I KNOW…that the stakes are higher now, but this won't be your end! I'll save you! I'll save you!

KNOW…that the fates are asking how, but you will rise again! I'll save you! I'll save you!

Quickly catching up with his foe in mid-air, Superman looked at the broken realities around him. Despite feeling tired from that magical attack, he still gave them all a smile. The malevolent energies of Doom Hat may have been filling him with extra aggression, but his warm heart managed to stave off most of the effects.

When shadows start to gather and hope begins to fade…I'll be your shield and armor…in the light that we have made, though…

Teleporting behind him, Doom Hat foot-dived against him, then sent several energy slashes from his sword. The electricity-like energy sliced through the hero’s skin, causing him to cry out in pain before getting grabbed by the cape. “They will look to you and see DESPAIR!” The villain shouted, thrusting his blade towards the caught one.

I can't promise perfection. I'll stand with you through the night for the dreams that you have forsaken and I'll bring them all back to life.

The pain of holding back the magical blade was excruciating, like his very molecular structure was getting torn apart. “No…they will look to me…and I will show them…there’s ALWAYS HOPE!” He shouted, taking a deep breath.

No, I can't be everything…but I'll never try to hide…'cause you know I'd break through anything…for the battles you can't fight!

With a super breath comparable to a massive hurricane, he blew at the very ground, sending them both hurtling further into space. Breaking free of the hold on him, he smashed through his foe’s arm, not even Doom Hat’s teleports keeping him from getting pinballed further into the cosmos above the planet.

Raising his blade up and smashing into a new reality, Doom Hat created more cracks, thousands of energy blasts and thousands of his tentacles rising from them as soon as he made them. They all crashed into Superman, spreading more injuries around him, but he still flew through them all. He let out a determined scream as he finally unleashed almost ALL of his power, his fists glowing white-hot as he rocketed towards his foe.

I KNOW…that the stakes are higher now, but this won't be your end! I'll save you! I'll save you!

KNOW…that the fates are asking how, but you will rise again! I'll save you! I'll save you!

The instrumentals went fully wildly as he began to circle around the planet, Doom Hat seemingly remaining in place due to how fast his enemy was going. Each turn around the world caused all kinds of wind-related disasters to ravage the place, the very atmosphere ignited!

The rapid punches were denting all areas around Doom Hat, the cracks in reality starting to fade while the Zero Point energy from his own body started to crackle outwards, destabilizing him.

“ENOUGH!” He shouted, unleashing an energy wave from his sword that stopped the Man of Steel in place and nearly split the planet in half due to the reality-bending nature of the blast, the lyrics starting to return. “Your energy is starting to run out! I can see it now!” He triumphantly said, watching as Superman barely managed to float back a bit, his body looking to be at its limit.

He looked back a bit, seeing the sun behind him. Even if he didn’t notice that, he still gave a small smile at the evil one, infuriating the vile one even further. How are you not succumbing to despair?! ARE YOU THAT NAÏVE?! I am Black Hat…AND YOU’RE ONLY A MAN!” Spinning at his foe, he twirled energy from so many cracks of reality into his sword, ready to pierce the weakened hero…

When the weight of the world…feels too much to bear…just remember I'll always be there!

When the weight of the world…feels too much to bear…just remember I'll always be there!

The music stopped briefly, as Superman had rushed right at him during that, moving past the painful magical energies of the sword…and grabbing Doom Hat’s body by his torso, his fingers digging into the metal. The tendrils around it tried to inject him with pure malice, but it burned up as soon as it tried to travel through the hero’s veins.

“Impossible…” Black Hat had some knowledge of his foe before this, but the fact that he was THIS incorruptible…it nearly broke his mind to see this.

True, the hero DID feel the temptations of villainy surge through him. The desire to mess with time to save Krypton…the need to control the masses to stop crime…the anger at all the villains constantly causing harm…but he never forgot the lessons he was taught by his adoptive family, as well as those taught to him by his father’s hologram back at the Fortress of Solitude.

He never forgot the importance of dreams. Dreams meant to lift people up. Meant to give people hope. The dream that everybody could live peacefully and happily. A dream Clark Kent would NEVER give up on.

Now, he looked the vile one dead in the eye. “Didn’t you read the paper? I’m Superman.”

Time slowly turned back to normal as the lyrics began again, the hero then rocketing towards the sun with the power to move entire planets. The Zero Point energy continued to surge around him, nearly turning him into pixels before he finally crashed into the solar body.

Dragged through the scorching heat, Doom Hat managed to get free, firing a massive beam from his sword. Still, Superman used the last of his slightly amplified yellow sun-induced strength to ram through the beam, his fists both slamming through the evil one and throwing him upwards to be struck by the full power of his eye beams.

The music slowly faded away as Doom Hat was reduced to nothing, the Zero Point energy flooding into the cosmos and back towards the planet they were originally fighting on in the process.

I KNOW…that the stakes are higher now, but this won't be your end! I'll save you! I'll save you!

KNOW…that the fates are asking how, but you will rise again! I'll save you! I'll save you!

The resulting explosion could be seen throughout most of the empty universe, the solar flare that had resulted slowly fading away. If one looked carefully, a single top hat was also floating in the cosmos, slowly crumbling away into ash.

Only one being was floating in the center of the flare. A man looking upon the world with a sad expression. The devastation of his fight against Doot Hat had left visible scars not just on him, but on the planet, with some of them still smoldering. “World of cardboard.” He said to himself, remembering a promise he made to himself back on his planet.

Every since discovering his powers, he vowed to keep most of them at bay, knowing full well that using them to the fullest extent would result in planetary annihilation or just something getting hurt in general. But the sheer amount of malice that Doom Hat exuded made him lose control for a few moments.

“Yeesh. For a second, it looked like the villain of the Arena would win. That was cutting it close!”

Stepping out of a portal behind the man of steel was Baskerra Hellmane, the hellhound anthro gazing upon the destruction as well. “Eh. This happens at least once a week for this world.”

Recognizing her as the one that sent him here (based on the video screens left in the Arena boxes), Superman crossed his arms, giving her a stern look. “That planet may not be inhabited, but that doesn’t mean I took any joy in wrecking it. Another thing? What gives you the right to rip people from their worlds and-“

“Save the hero talk. You just became the 40^th winner of the Arena! Isn’t that awesome?!” She exclaimed, only to get more of his glare. “Okay, I get it, boyscout. If it’s any consolation, you’re not getting involved in another Arena…after you make your wish!”

She stepped back, walking on nothing as she tapped her chin. “Maybe saving Krypton? Making sure Lex stays behind bars? Or maybe-“

“No more Arenas. That’s all I wish for.” Superman said plainly.

“…sorry. No can do. Try again.” Baskerra replied.

“And here I thought I could wish for anything I wanted. I guess that’s only true if it doesn’t inconvenience you and your vile plans.” The Kryptonian started to sound a bit more agitated, but remained calm.

“I’ll have you know that so many have benefitted from my Arena! Most of the time, the stuff they wish for is pretty wholesome!” The hellhound insisted. “I was kind of worried that you wouldn’t budge on this wish, so…sorry about this, but I’m sending you back.”

Instantly, a portal opened up behind the hero, causing him to try and fly past the vortex. “I can’t let this…go on! All this pain…it has to end!”

“Such a shame. Your chance to save Krypton and you’re throwing it away.” The demon shook her head.

“The past is in the past! I need to protect…the future!” He managed to say that last bit before being sucked into the portal for good. Specifically, he would find himself waking up at home in Smallville.

Baskerra shrugged, her ears falling down. “Seriously. I would have given him all he wanted! But he was already overpowered, so why bother giving him a wish anyway?” She looked at her claw, snapping it. “Eh. He deserves at least something for all he went through. I just ensured the Daily Planet wouldn’t ever go out of business. Maybe he’ll like that.”

She then turned to the planet, the Zero Point energy already slowly healing it. “Well, anyway, good fight…and have a good night…and one more thing!”

Snapping her fingers, she summoned Superman once more, but he was doing a Fortnite Victory Dance, complete with the music. “NOW, the victory is complete!” She exclaimed.

The hero just groaned, still angry at her. ‘This had better be one really bad Mxyzptlk-induced nightmare…’

YOU’RE WINNER: SUPERMAN!!!

END OF EPISODE 40

RANKINGS:

Winner: Superman of Unit 10

Second Place: Black Hat of Unit 9

Third Place: Dr. Doom of Unit 9