The demon vs the robot (PvP)

[Claptrap]

Claptrap froze when he saw a series of red beams streaking towards him. Knife lasers? That was new. Unfortunately for Chara, Claptrap guessed exactly what to do. Raising his pistol and firing off almost a clip worth of shots, all but one of the beams were destroyed. 'Nice work, Clappy.' The robot said to himself as he got knocked onto his back. 'Your showed her.'

Struggling to right himself, Claptrap half-heartedly listened to Chara's monologue. His attention quickly focused when she charged, knife in hand. Using his last bullet, Claptrap sent a shot into her arm. It wasn't serious, but blood splattered onto her sweater. 

Her outrage at something so petty was shocking to Claptrap. 'She really cares more about getting blood on her clothes than getting shot on the arm? This kid really is a psycho...' The robot muttered as the demon girl charged again, fury in her eyes. 

Suddenly nervous, Claptrap played back footage of Chara teleporting around. He could work with this. Claptrap waited as Chara got closer, charging the teleport for the right moment. As she swung the knife to cut the robot in half, her foe disappeared before her eyes. 

The confusion was clear on her face as she heard the sound of a pistol clip being loaded into a gun and spun around to find Claptrap, with a freshly reloaded pistol, standing behind her. 

"Surprised?" Claptrap said. "That's the power of vaulthunter.exe! And, to answer your questions, you are not sponsored by Hyperion, so I have no reason to protect you. And no, I have no more problems with killing you than with killing a bandit midget."

Chara scowled as she lunged at Claptrap again, this time glitching towards him to try and get the jump on the robot, only for Claptrap to glitch out a second later, although not without being nicked by the knife. 

The demon and the droid fought a fairly even battle for a minute, each teleporting away before the other could land a solid hit. Sensing that this was going to be a stalemate of he didn't change things up, Claptrap stopped teleporting and dismissed his pistol. 

Chara teleported above Claptrap and fell towards him with a manic grin, knife raised menacingly. Plunging her knife into Claptrap's chassis, Chara thought she had won, only to find herself looking into the barrel of a Hyperion shotgun. 

"King me." Claptrap said in the most badass voice he could muster. "No, wait, I meant the other one. Checkmate."