The
5000th World Kaiju ARena Tournament
A Prelude to the "Three Keys Trilogy"
Round One
Guy
Wearing Black vs. Deathwing
The main hallway was crowded with
consumers. Waiting in lines at snack bars, some waiting for the restrooms, and
others just standing around chatting. GWB entered the hall and stared at the sea
of people, and knew that this would delay him to his match. GWB tried to look
around for another entrance to the stadium, but all that could be seen was an
overweight man taking his sweet time at the vending machines, blocking the
entrance.
"Hell no," GWB replied.
"I don't have time for this." GWB casually pointed his Desert
Eagle in the sky and fired a couple of rounds into the air. The crowd panicked
and a thousand screams filled the hallway. Everyone ran for their lives, while
GWB mocked them. "Go on, run, run. I'm armed." The fat man
ran by, as GWB kicked him with the side of his shoe in his butt. "Go
on, get!"
The hall was empty, as GWB walked across.
Two guards approached him from the stadium entrance, but GWB just walked by
them, the guards too scared to do anything.
GWB walked out into the stadium,
immediately greeted by the hollers of the fans, all cheering on the agent. GWB
took a moment to reflect on his ego, and build it up before the fight. What else
were the fans there for?
GWB heard the footsteps of something big,
heading towards him. This was odd, since the footsteps were almost as loud as
the fans. GWB turned around to see an eight-foot tall behemoth walking towards
his general direction. It was the man in the trench coat who confronted
GWB earlier. Throwing off his costume, the man's appearance caused GWB to
show alarm on his face. The man wasn't human! The creature was
reptilian-like and dark-skinned, with a long neck and a mouth full of teeth. The
monster's long, leathery wings seemed to cover up the rest of his body.
"What the hell are you?" GWB
said. The monstrosity's wings unfolded to reveal the rest of his scaly,
human-like body. "Hell doesn't come close to what I am. I am Lord
Deathwing, undefeated ARena fighter and soon to be advancing to the next
round." GWB simply stared up at Deathwing, unaffected at all by the terror
in front of him. "Too afraid to speak are we? Embarrassed by your eventual
defeat to me?" "Me, embarrassed?" GWB said. "I'm
not the one standing naked in public." Deathwing smirked. "We
dragons have no need for such human apparels, and we're not as worldly as ...
humans." GWB replied ambitiously, "Oh, and are you too good for
showers? Cause man, you smell like ass and a half. But what do you expect
from someone who has never heard of toilet paper."
Deathwing raised his claws, and opened his
mouth, lunging down towards Guy Wearing Black. Deathwing's head was quickly
pushed up by something cold and steel underneath his chin. GWB held his Desert
Eagle underneath Deathwing's chin. "You'll do what?" GWB mocked.
Two guards watched from behind. "Is he even allowed to have those in
here?" one said. "You wanna try taking them from him?" the
other guard replied. The two ARena fighters slowly backed away from each
other, and walked to their observer pods.
The digital battlefield of Osaka had
rebuilt itself once more, and was ready for more punishment. Gabara made his
harsh entrance by ripping through a building, a
letting out a fierce roar. The crowed cheered as Gabara cocked his head back,
and pumped himself up for the fight. A great shadow passed over Gabara, and the
monsters roar was cut short, as Fire Rodan landed in front of Gabara. The crowd
stood up and cheered, because they knew they were in for one hell of a fight.
"Now ladies in gentlemen, for our last
match of Round One, we have newcomer Deathwing and his kaiju, Gabara, versus
veteran and member of the Agency, Guy Wearing Black, and his kaiju, Fire Rodan!"
The crowd was anxious to get the fight on and cheered even more at the entrance
of the kaiju. "Ok guys, the box is locked, the lights are on, and it's
KAIJU FIGHTIN' TIME!"
Gabara's hands surged with electricity as
he rushed Fire Rodan, who stood still in front of him, his wings crossed across
his chest. Gabara lunged his huge arms at Fire Rodan, but Fire Rodan ducked
underneath him. Gabara, his arms still lunged over in the grab position, looked
down to see Fire Rodan squatting down looking at him. Fire Rodan flapped his
wings from his chest, creating a huge wind gust which sent Gabara hurtling up
into the air. The winged beast flew straight up to the airborne kaiju, and
clasped his talons onto Gabara's head. The monster sped down to the ground feet
first and slammed Gabara's head into the pavement.
A dust cloud surrounded the impact point,
and the crowd hacked and coughed as their lungs inhaled the dust. Fire Rodan
burst from the dust cloud straight into the air, leaving a slipstream behind
him. Gabara rose from the rubble, holding his head, as blood trickled down the
side of it. Gabara looked down to find a metal spire lying in the rubble around
him. With his one free hand, he grabbed the rod, and hurled it through the air.
Fire Rodan paused as he sees the incoming spire. Fire Rodan catches the spire,
with his talons, and snaps it in two. With a quick glare to his opponent, Fire
Rodan sped down towards Gabara.
Gabara began to run towards the descending
monster, and charged his arms full of electricity. Fire Rodan's middle crest
begins to crackle with energy, and his beak began to illuminate with orange
light, while still speeding towards Gabara. The ogre-like monster stopped in his
tracks, staring in fright, as an orange illuminated stream of energy headed in
his direction. Gabara sidestepped the blast and jabbed the spire into
Rodan's stomach, a jolt of electricity running through the monster. Rodan
began to foam at the mouth, and he dropped to the ground. Picking up his
foe, Gabara tossed the flying reptile into a nearby skyscraper.
With blood from his previous head injury
trickling down into his eyes and down his face, Gabara moaned from the pain.
Fire Rodan escaped from the rubble, his wings battered and bruised. He
circled around and landed in front of Gabara, and stared at him with a cold
glare. Gabara cleared the blood from his eyes and looked up. He was filled with
rage as he stared at Fire Rodan. Gabara lunged upward towards Fire Rodan, his
arms surging with electricity. Fire Rodan simply stared, unfazed. Gabara
put his arms around Fire Rodan's neck, sending thousands of volts of electricity
surging through Fire Rodan. With all his strength, Fire Rodan lunged his
head forward, head butting Gabara straight into his face. Gabara stumbled
back on his knees, and stared at Fire Rodan in a confused state. Gabara's eyes
began to quickly blink, and rolled backwards into his head. Gabara fell backward
and lay motionless on his back. Fire Rodan dropped to the ground,
breathing heavily.
The crowd fell silent, and all stared in
awe. "WHAAAOOOOO," echoed the loud speaker. "Looks like Guy
Wearing Black advances this fight after one hell of a fight.
That's it for Round One and boy what a Round it was." The crowd erupted in
cheers. GWB's observing pod lowered to the ground, and he stepped out with a
prideful, yet surprised look on his face. He held out his arms and took in the
cheers of the crowd to build up his ego.
GWB turned his head to the sound of a loud
smash. A reptilian fist punched straight through Deathwing's observing pod. The
dragon known as Deathwing ripped open his pod from within, and leapt out from
his pod, hovering high above the ground and landed on the surface below. "
RAAAAAAARRRRRR! You cheated!" Deathwing sprinted towards. A ball of
flame spit from the dragon's mouth towards GWB. The flame reflected in Guy
Wearing Black's sunglasses. GWB quickly somersaulted under the flame, and landed
on his back in front of the halted Deathwing. GWB shoved his right boot straight
between Deathwing's legs. The crowd "oooed" as Deathwing gave an odd
look on his face. GWB swung his other foot across the dragon's face, knocking
him to the ground.
ARena personnel rushed to both fighters, as
GWB got to his feet. Four personnel surrounded Deathwing and took him off, as he
smiled at GWB. "You are a very noble fighter, GWB. Perhaps you truly
are capable of saving this world. We will meet again!" Two
guards tried to grab GWB, but he simply ruffled his arms, and they took their
hands off him. "Either you'd be escorting me out of here, or a
burnt-to-a-crisp corpse," GWB said. The two ARena personnel looked at each
other, and walked away.
GWB changed attitudes quickly and once
again addressed the crowd. He once again held out his arms, and welcomed
the cheers. A pink bra flew from the crowd, and landed on his shoulder. GWB
picked up the bra and looked at it. "Does it come with a phone
number?" GWB yelled back into the crowd, as female groupies screamed in
overdramatic insanity. Suddenly another object flew in front of GWB's feet. He
picked it up and realized that it was a white pair of men's underwear. GWB
stared back into the crowd in disgust, dropped the underwear, and walked back
into the stadium.
Behind the stands, a man in a white cloak
was busy speaking to Rex Raptor, Dracatron, and DaRokSez. He was
surrounded by a group of odd men wearing gray ninja costumes. The man
looked at DaRokSez. "Your battle is next. It's time we upped
the ante. The master wants us to win this tournament. We must obtain
the first Key!" DaRokSez smiled under his hood. "Don't
worry. What I will do in this next round is nothing compared to what's in
store for this planet!"