Day Four

[Karl Jak]

Face to Face
#27 Deadpool, #05 Gilgamesh, #43 Sasuke Uchiha & #13 Strazio Rockwell vs #09 Samus Aran & #21 Gildarts

Somehow, through some strange twist of luck, Samus Aran and Gildarts found one another amid the city’s border. Neither had made it through the last battle without their fair share of bruises, but neither of them had lost the fire in their eyes. They walked with silence, both favoring their injured limbs and neither wanting to be the first to stop to catch their breath or make sure they hadn’t torn anything else.

The silent march into whatever hells remained on the island for them lasted just a short while longer, until they turned down a new block and found themselves staring at Strazio Rockwell. The Defender of Darkshire, his body bruised and ravaged, clutched the plank of wood in his good hand and glared at the two warriors. They knew the look on his face—it was that same as the one on their face. He was going to come at them with everything that remained in his body, and they were going to retaliate with everything in their combined arsenal.

“Well lookie here,” a voice called out from behind the bounty hunter and her ally. They turned to see Deadpool standing behind them without the majority of his clothes. The merc-with-a-mouth grinned as he turned on half of his lightsaber and dug into his crotch for his pokeball. Behind him, Sasuke and Gilgamesh could be seen advancing toward the duo, but as the ninja ran ahead, his ally stopped walking. The gilded king coughed and dropped to a knee, his injuries getting the best of him.

Oblivious to what had just happened, Sasuke ran forward, his hands reaching for the Ultima Weapon as he approached the battle. By the time he was ripping out the handle and activating the chidori blade, Samus and Gildarts had broken apart. A flurry of flak ripped through the air, forcing a naked Deadpool backwards as he noticed the ninja rushing into battle. With a shrug, Deadpool itched as his crotch and watched the ninja with the lightning sword try to not get blown into little bits.

On the other side of the street, Strazio charged forward, his body exploding with white light as he dug deep into himself to find one final burst of strength and anger. The man lunged, swinging the 2x4 at Gildarts and catching the wounded prime in the side of the head.

With a growl, Gildarts swung the shield with his arm, bashing Strazio across the face and chest. Taking advantage of the lull, the taller of the two men threw his head back as his own glowing white lights surrounded his body. Lunging forward, Gildarts swung, his blow sailing high as his adversary dropped into a crouch and swung his plank. The piece of wood smashed into the other prime’s kneecap, shattering the bone.

Gildarts dropped down onto the broken joint and winced as Strazio reeled back on his plank. Before the Defender of Darkshire could strike, Gildarts, swallowing down his agony, shoved up off the ground. The shield dropped to the ground as he clenched his fingers into a fist and swung his hand up into Strazio’s chin. The impact released a blast of energy that threw Gildart’s adversary up into the air amidst a spiral of white energy. As the wounded prime watched, the energy faded, and Strazio landed with a dull thud atop a small building.

Was he dead? Was that white energy still surging from the rooftop residue from Gildarts’ magic or the glow that consumed the enraged Strazio? When he did the attack normally, Gildarts had always charged, building up momentum before landing the blow, but he had acted out of desperation this time.

Gildart’s rose to his feet and was about to ensure his opponent was defeated when the cylinder of crackled red energy punched out through his chest. Looking down at the lightsaber blade, the prime scowled as his eyes fell to the shield that lay on the ground beside him. I hope I served you well.

With a thud, Gildarts hit the ground, his eyes never leaving the standard of his leader as the light faded from his eyes. Above the body, a smiling Deadpool scratched as his lucky charm inside his boxers.

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Sasuke lunged and swung his weapon down at Samus. The bounty hunter dove out of the way and retaliated with a blast of flak that caused the ninja to dive for cover. He hit the ground hard and felt fresh pain surge through his ankle. Samus could see it in the way her opponent winced, but before she could find her shot, bullets stared to rain through the air at her.

Diving away, Samus turned and saw the man in the golden armor limping toward their fight. Was he an idiot? The bounty hunter scrambled to her feet and fired at Sasuke. She wasn’t afraid of the ninja, who had proved in their last fight that was incapable of getting anywhere near her. All she had to do was time her shot and be done with it. The golden idiot shooting at her was going to complicate things and demanded her attention.

Firing once more to fend off the ninja, Samus moved at Gilgamesh, who was stumbling as he shot at her, his feet shaking as he stepped toward her. The bullets bit into the ground around the woman, but before she could squeeze off another round of flak, something closed around her hand. It was a purple snake that hissed and snapped at her face as it squeezed around the cannon. Biting through the pain of broken bones, she swung her claw plated fist, slashing across the creatures face. As its relaxed its grip, she tried to lift the cannon, but the whir of a chainsaw assailed her ears. The Lancer’s bayonet hit her arm above the gun and sawed through the flesh until the flak cannon hit the ground with the thud.

Instinct kicked in, and the missile racks popped up. In an instant of heat and fire, Gilgamesh was gone—his body a few yards in front of her. The golden armor was in broken pieces all around him, and his exposed body was shattered and unrecognizable as plumes of smoke wafted up from patches of still burning flesh. Samus turned from the fallen monarch and gasped as the blade of crackling electricity punched through her chest. She looked into the eye of Sasuke Uchiha. His bruised, scarred mouth was twisted in a scowl as he clenched the handle of his sword. Part of her was angry. But part of her didn’t blame him. He was simply playing out the role he’d been given when he was dumped onto this place.

She would never forget this island. She would never forget the person who had tricked her here. She would never forget the person responsible for the death of her friends.

Without an utterance of pain, Samus Aran fell to her knees as the sword left her body. She looked up one final time, her eyes burning holes through the ninja as she fell sideways to the ground.

Stumbling away from the woman’s body, Sasuke looked over and saw that Gilgamesh’s belongings were gone. A glimpse around showed no sign of the mercenary.

“Curse you,” Sasuke growled beneath his breath.

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As the ninja departed, leaving behind the woman’s body, he failed to hear a nearby door creak open.

A man—bloody but alive—stumbled out and dropped to a knee as he tried to catch his breath. His eyes fell to the corpse of the man who had nearly been his undoing and the duffel bag that lay nearby.

[spoiler]

#21 Gildarts DEAD
#05 Gilgamesh DEAD
#09 Samus Aran DEAD

8 Primes Remain

Strazio Rockwell used Tier 1 Transformation Avatar of Anger (-1 SP)
Deadpool rolled a '2'

Strazio's jaw is broken -- Minor Injury (+2 Damage)

The 2x4 is broken
The Jetpack, Lancer, and Flak Cannon were destroyed

Deadpool steals Gilgamesh’s bag (Deadpony, Binocular, BFG ,Golden Dragon Egg)
Strazio receives the Vibranium Shield and Gunblade
Sasuke Uchiha receives the Mercy/Banishment Circle from Samus[/spoiler]