Cool, I'll just have to tie up my post first, so here goes. Oh btw, I want Sensui to be MIA for a little while cause I have something in mind. Ok, here we go!

Disclaimer:WARNING! This fight contains, explict content of strong violence and blood and gore, along with some nudity. If you are among those with weak minds and or perverted senses, I ask that you skip this and go on ahead. Or read it anyway, but don't flame me since I've warned you ahead of time.(LOL)

-Courtyard:Night Time-
The fighters watch as the fires around the beautiful courtyard converge at their location and become one giant inferno. It shoots into the sky, reaching into the heavens. It forms into a pillar and a green light is shot down. It crashes into the ground and disappears. Suddenly a figure can be made out. It steps foreward and brandishes it's sword. Then a familiar cry is heard. "GET OVER HERE!" A spear shoots out of the flames and at Sub-Zero, who leans to one side and grabs it as it shoots by him and at KaTian. Sub-Zero freezes it and shatters the rope dart.
Sub-Zero in a cold tone"Scorpion....."
The spear retracts back into the inferno and seconds later, Scorpion comes out of the pilliar, eyes blazing with hellfire.
Sub-Zero"What are you doing here?!"
Scorpion"That's none of your concern. I have my reasons, so stay out of my way."
Within minutes day breaks and another match is about to take place. The fighters are once again summond to the throne room, Scorpion coming with them. His footprints burn the ground as he walks.
-Throne Room-
Dragon King standing"We have been blessed with the sight of gore yesterday, courtesy of Sensui, who appears to be abscent as well as Gabrielle, oh well. The tournament waits for no one. Let's begin. Katian! Step forth."
Katian extracts her 9 Section and twirls it around her body as she steps forth. As she does, her sister grabs her.
Kitana"Please, I've lost my sister once before, don't let it happen again." Kitana and KaTian huge and she steps foreward with everyones blessing.
The Dragon King looks around "Nasha! come forward."
The spider queen comes down from the ceiling with a backflip, landing on one knee.
Dragon King"Let's begin!"
The Dragon's eye in the middle of the floor glows and then opens. Instantly, Nasha and KaTian are warped from the areana.
-Living Forest-
In the blink of an eye Nasha and KaTian find themselves standing in the Living Forest.
-Dragon King's Palace:Throne Room-
The Dragon King opens a window through space and time, showing the fight to the onlookers back in the castle.
-Living Forest-
KaTian sinks into her Mei Hua Zhuang fighting style.
Nasha"Mmmmmmm. I'm going to enjoy devouring your beautiful body."
KaTian"No if I tear your head clean off your shoulders!"
KaTian is the first to make a move. She lunges at Nasha with an airiel axe kick to the head. Nasha blocks and with her stings swats Katian away. She shoots back into one of the trees and smashes it in half. The tree screams in pain with its last breath as it's snapped in two.
KaTian gets up, unscathed, but a little wozzy.
KaTian"Ok lets try that again." SHe rushes Nasha who sinks into her Arakno style, all apandages ready to strike. As KaTian gets within inches, Nasha lunges forward with her stings hoping to impale KaTian. However, KaTian jumps up at the last second and out of sight. Nasha lets out a scream of rage.(Kind of like a mix between a normal scream and a loud rattle.)
Nasha"Where are you?!" All she hears is a mocking laugh from KaTian who is hiding in the treetops.
Nasha"Do not toy with my girl."
A shadow blazes across the trees and the end of KaTian's 9 section shoots out of nowhere and hits Nasha in the small of her back, causing her to shoot forward and scream from the pain."
KaTian's laugh is heard once more as her whip retracts. Nasha stands up, dirt all over her.
Nasha hisses in anger"I'll burn this whole forest down to find you!"
She calls forth her Fire Pillar and it surges towards a group of trees in the distance, ingulfing them in flames. Screams fill the forest as the trees turn into kindling.
KaTian"Too slow." Here 9 section shoots out of the darkness again towards Nasha, hitting her across the chest, and then across the face, causing her great pain, making her keel over in pain.
Nasha, having been played with enough shoots webbing out of her Stings, all around the surrounding area. It covers everything, creating a giant cob web all over the forest canapoy. Within seconds KaTian shoots to the ground, covered in webbing. She hits the ground hard, letting out a scream. Before she can get up Nasha jumps ontop of her, pinning her down with her stings by shooting each end through her wrists and thighs. Nasha lurkes down towards the already wounded KaTian.
Nasha gets within inches of her prey's face and takes a deep breath."Mmm, you smell delicious." Her eyes look down at KaTians chest.
KaTian"Don't even try it." KaTian concentrates and shoots her left leg up Nasha's sting, ignoreing the sevre pan and kicks her in the ribs with extreme force, causing Nasha to recoil in pain and fall to the side, releasing her pin. KaTian gets up with a huge gash in her left thigh. She takes out her 9 section and warps it around Nasha's throat. She performs her Chain Slam by twirling Nasha in the air for a brief second and then shooting her to the ground. Nasha's skull is the first to come down. A gash appears across Nasha's forehead as blood starts to trickle, it burns the ground like acid.
KaTian lifts Nasha of the ground with a swift kick to her ribs. As Nasha is in mid air, KaTian uses her Vocal Push to shoot Nasha deeper into the Living Forest, breaking everything in here way.
KaTain"I've just go my sister back. I'll be damned if we're going to be seperated again!"
She goes into her Ditang Quan stance and waits for Nasha to come out of the depths of the forest. Within seconds, Nasha comes out, bruised and battered. The two women sqaure off with each other, each taken amounts of damage.
Nasha is the first to make a move. She charges KaTian with a vicious assault combo of kicks, punches, and Sting attacks. KaTian is able to block many of them as she moves back, but her bad leg gets the best of her as she stumbles, loosing her focus and leaving herself wide open for an attack. Nasha starts up another combo, with her stingers and makes full contact on KaTian. The stingers, slash through her delicate skin, covering it with many slashes across her legs, ripping her pants to shredds, her arms, and her torso, cutting through her corsette, leaving it all but torn off. KaTian falls back into a tree from the force, bloody and weak. Before she can colapse to the ground Nasha dashes forward and straightens her leg underneath KaTian's throat, pinning her to the tree. KaTian tries desperatley to break the hold, as her oxygen is cut off. She scrapes desperatley, but her efforts are useless. Nasha, seeing her opponet is almost out of breath releases the hold on KaTian. As she falls to the ground, midway Nasha unleashes a machine-gun kick ala Chun Li vs Vega in SFII T.A.M and kicks her through the tree. KaTian goes flying straight through, and bounces of the ground as she comes to a stop.
-Dragon King's Palace:Throne Room-
Kitana watches in horror as her sister is being torn apart. Her eyes fill with tears as she falls to the floor. Ryoko and the others try to comfort her. Meanwhile Ravage watches the fight, gathering information and adapting to it. Unbeknownsed to all, they are being monitored by a stealth bot from the Tekunin.
-Living Forest-
Nasha walks up and stands over KaTian with a sadistic smile. KaTian is in so much pain, that she can't even finish a full yelp or exhale without studdering. Nasha picks her up be her face and looks into her eyes. She then engulfs KaTian's whole body in flames, burning away any clothing she had left. Nasha, now playing with her prey tosses her aside. KaTian's body scrapes across the soil, she lands in a fetile position.(No, nothing is seen you pervs.) Nasha picks up the beautiful warrior by her throat and looks at her once more. Then with one quick motion, she sinks her fangs into KaTian's neck. KaTian's eyes open wide, as her pupils first dialate, and then shrink and she lets out a chilling scream which echoes through the forest.
The Dragon King's voice echos"Finish Her! And end this match." Nasha drops KaTian to the ground and steps back. With a disapointed look on his face, the Dragon King warps them back to the Throne Room.
-Throne Room-
Dragon King"How disapointing, I thought we would have seen another death."
Nasha hisses and extends her Stings."She's already dead."
Dragon King"Very well, Nasha is declared the winner."
Nasha"I've injected her with my venom. She will die by sunset tomorrow. It will be a most painful death, her organs will rupture and bleed internaly, her vision will fade, and her bones will melt by tomorrow's sunset."
Dragon King"Brilliant. I stand corrected, as a result of a DELAYED Fatality, Nasha is the winner!"
Nasha hisses and then shoots up towards the ceiling and disappears out of sight.
Kitana in tears"KaTian!(Cries) KaTian please no!"
KaTian lays motionless on the floor, nude, broeken, and on the verge of dying.
Raiden takes his cape and covers her body with it. Her eyes are completely glazed over. Kitana cries over her sister. As the others surround them.
Nightwolf takes out his pouch and clenches it in his fist."No type of magic can heal this!" Smoke pics up KaTian off he floor, and escorts her and Kitana to their chamber. As the portal to the living forest closes, Keilienaten, who has been watching from the otherside of the areana notices a blue flames in the shadows of the forest before the portal closes half a second later. She becomes completely stiff with fear, even though she has no idea who it is she knows it's Anubis' servent.
-Living Forest-
The figure steps into the fresh battle field. He picks up some of the dirt and gives it a sniff. He instantly growls in a low tone as his eyes flare and he continues on his way to his target.

Well that's it. I hope you guiys like the story. And as for KaTian loosing her clothes, at the end of the fight, I know I'm taking a big chance putting that in there,(espcially with some of the uptight people here) but I'm hoping people can ease up abit. I didn't try to make it perverted, so I hope there's no bad blood between me and Decpatame.

I know I'm talking a big chance writing the above fight the way I did, but if you guys can't handle it I'll change it.

Excellent fight scene Smoke! Very well done. Also, don't worry about the clothes, after all that is what WOULD have really happened if one was engulfed in flames right? Once again very well done.

If it's alright, I'd like to write the fight scene between Kilvan and Pele. Don't worry, it won't be one-sided, I just want a chance to show off Kilvan's sadism. ^_^

Shadaloo Wrote: If it's alright, I'd like to write the fight scene between Kilvan and Pele. Don't worry, it won't be one-sided, I just want a chance to show off Kilvan's sadism. ^_^

By all means Shadaloo, it's yours. I believe you won't make it onesided, and you're a good writer so I look forward to reading it.

I loved it, great use of the living forest.

Great FIGHT Smoke, another great story written by yourself. Bout the clothes thing, *dumbs up*. I'm no pervert, but that could happen. Neways, I'll post the next fight scene in a few minutes.

Here's the fight scene, finally. I hope you guys like it. Please let me know what you guys think. Or favor. Thank you...

Forgot to post it. Sorry. Here; it goes. PLease let me know what you guys think.



- Tarkatan’s Underworld –

Deceptame is walking around the horrific world. It’s covered with rotting carcasses, smells bad. Growls and screans echo this little dead city under gorund.

Deceptame: Where the hell am I?

Out of the shadows, an ugly hybrid figure leaps out. He looks just like Baraka, but much uglier. He’s called Karka.

Karka: You’re in my world, bitch.

He takes out his double-blades from his arms, and acts as if he’s gonna stab him. Deceptame jumps back. Karka stops, sinks the blade back in, and laughs.

Karka: You’re too easy. My brother Baraka has chosen this living dead world as your battleground. Now
all can see how we Tarkatan’s live. And how up there will end up when we dominate.

Karka somersaults away from Decepatme, and lands a few feet away.

Karka: (spreads his arms and sticks out the double blades) Tada . A new trick I learned. Here’s your
Opponent.

Amanuet was already standing there. She looks dead at Deceptame.

Karka: I hope you guys tera the hell of one another. Ready FIGHT!

Karka laughs hysteriacally, and slowly backs away and hides back in the shadows.

Deceptame: You will pay for what you’ve done to Sareena. You and that Egyptian bitch.
Amanuet: You’re a typical man. Why settle for on, when you could have two?
Deceptame: I’m allergic to raw fish.
Amanuet: Don’t worry, that two inch you hang won’t get infected. It barely went in.
Deceptame: Nuff talking.
Amanuet: You read my mind.

Amanuet gets in her Shintaido fighting style and Deceptame in his Fong Ngan fighting style. They runs to each other and begin to throw punches, kicks, etc., but each keep on blocking their hits.

Out of the shadows, a crowd lurks out. It’s the entire race, Baraka’s hybrid species, it’s the Tarkatans. They are all look similar, but some more look more grotesque than others. Little Tarkatan children also leap out. They stare at the fight, and begin to roar. It’s their way of cheering.
An elder black Tarkatan, Wilxxmit, steps out. He’s like a dealer, like a hustler. He walks around the crowd, showing them Tarkatin bills.

Wilxxmit: Place yo’ bets. Everybody, place yo’ bets. We gots the lost spirit of Deceptame, and the
hot hoe from the dark depths of Netherealm, Amanuet. Place yo’ bets. Everybody, place yo’ bets.

Tarkatan’s begin dealing, placing their bets. They hand over their mula to Wilxxmit.

Meanwhile, the two combatants keep on fighting and blocking each others moves. Deceptame grabs a hold of Amanuet’s hair, and pushes her head down, and keens her on the face. He then knees her on her stomach, and then flips her over, smashin her to the ground. She falls on her back, but is able to see the Hook-Scythe Staff that Deceptame pulled out, heading down right at her. She rolls out of the way, just as the Hook-Scythe Staff hits the ground.

She trips Deceptame, and jumps to her feet. She pulls away the Hook-Scythe Staff and is aiming down at Deceptame. Deceptame quickly pushes his legs between hers, and spreads her legs wide open. Amanuet is about to fall, making a painful split, but Deceptame quickly punches her hard on the stomach. She flies accrass the area, and crashes through a muddy wall.
Amanuet flies over a bayou, and fall about twenty feet down into

- Courtyard –

The scene looks similar to an outside basketball court, but darker, creepier, and nastier. Theirs lots of dead, rotting, Tarkatans. A couple of teenage Tarkatan are playing basketball, with a human face wrapped around a bouncing ball.
They are cut short, when Amanuet falls in the middle of the courtyard. Seconds later, Deceptame jumps in, and begins kicking Amanuet on the ribs. The Tarkatan’s palying basketball decide to see tha fight, and cheer on Deceptame.

Teen Tarkans: Yeah, Go boy. Kill the bitch, Kill that hoe.

The rest of the Tarkatans run down the hill, and crowd around the fight again. Wilxxmit places more bets.

Deceptame picks up Amanuet and tosses her to the tarkatan crowd. She crashes unto them, making them fall along with her. They lift her up. Some perverts grab her boobs, ass, and feel on her, and then toss her back into the battleground.

Deceptame is about to attack her, but Amanuet jumps to her feet and she sprays blood out from her mouth into Deceptame’s eyes. He screams rubbong his eyes.

Deceptame: You wannabe Nitara, bitch.

Amanuet nw gets in her HwaRang fighting style, and does a killer combo, but then Deceptame breaks her combo, and starts his, using Fong Ngan. He uppercuts her away from him, and then quickly shoots out a Shadow Orb at her. Once it hits her, Amanuet is thrown back towards Deceptame. This gives him a chance to closeline her. Amanuet just falls hard on the ground.
He grabs her by the hair, and flips her over, slamming her on the ground. He swing her over again, by the hair, slamming her again hard on the ground. After every slam, she spits a lot of blood from her mouth.
Decepatame is about to do it again, but Amanuet had take out her Arabic Sword, and cuts off her hair.

Now free, she begins to swing her sword at Deceptame. He just dodges, and walks backwards. He’s about to bump into Wilxxmit, but ducks as Amanuet swings her word. It stabs right into Wilxxmit’s stomach. She tries to swing again, but feels it’s stuck. She turns around and sees it’s inside Wilxxmit. She pulls it upwards, splitting Wilxxmit, from the stomach to the head, in half. She then decides to cut his torso off. She grabs a half of the now loose Wilxxmit and tosses it at Deceptame. She grabs the other half, as soon as the bottom half of the body falls dead. Amanuet tosses the other half of Wilxxmit to Deceptame too.

Deceptame rips out both of the arms, and shakes them until the triple-blade, from each arm, pop out.

Deceptame: I needed a stage weapon.

Amanuet runs towards Deceptame. As soon as she leaves, the greedy Tarkatan’s push away Wilxxmit’s legs away, and fight over the money he had dropped. They beging fightin over for it.

Amanuet and Deceptame clash weapons as the swing them at each other. They attack back and forth.
Decepatame is kicked away. He takes advantge of his weapons, and crash the two triple-blade together, shooting out a huge spark ball. The spark ball hits Amanuet’s sword breaking to pieces.
He runs at her, and begins slicing her with the blade. Amanuet is starting to get deep cuts around her body, and parts of her clothin are been ripped open.

Teen Tarkatan: Yeah. Now that’s a fight. Take that shit off. Take that shit off. Show us your titties!

Amanuet pulls away one arm, and uses it against Deceptame. They beging swinging at each other with it. Deceptame tosses his arm, at Amanuet, but she bends backwards(AKA: Matrix style) and the arm flies over her, and sinks into a Tarkatan child’s mouth. He drops dead. The Tarkatan’s cheer.

Amanuet swings her arm around, having Deceptame dodge every attack. It finally hits an ugly Tarkatan dog. It has more teeth than a body. The beast dies right after the stab.

Amanuet and Deceptame continue to fight, Mano a mano. Amanuet uppercuts Deceptame away from her. She quickly does ger spectral rush, and turns into a spirit form, and flies through Deceptame. He instantly fals to the ground in pain.

Amanuet is about to kick him, but Decdeptame jumos out of the way, and goes behind her. He pulls out a small dagger and stabs her in the back. He then kicks her off of it. She falls on the ground, bleeding badly.
Feeling cocky, Deceptame once again kicks her around as if she were a ball. He picks her up, and throws her across the court. Tarkatan’s move out of her way, so she can hit the pole freely. She hits it hard, and flips around, befor falling to the ground.
Deceptame triumphantly walks towatds Amanuet, ready to finish her off. He doesn’t know Amanuet has recovered a bit, and is going for the dead Tarkatan dog.
Deceptame reaches Amanuet and is about to grabs her. She quickly grabs the Tarkatan dog, and the arm punctured inside, and slams them onto Deceptame. The dead dog’s huge sharp teeth, sink right onto Deceptame’s crotch.
All the Tarkatan’s yell “Oooooh”, and turn away ind pain and disgust.

Deceptame, is now in huge pain, with a dead dog’s teeth rammed inside his manly area. He drops in pain.
Soon, Deceptame Spirit flies out of the body. It goes inside another Tarkatan child.

The child goes berserk as if it were possessed. Well he is, sort of. The little Deceptam/Tarkatan attacks Amanuet. He takes out his sharp mini blades and makes more deep cuts on her.

On the other hand, Ryu Sagen gains control of his body, and wakes up. He is happy to be back.

Ryu Sagen: I’m free. I’m free!. Ooooow!!!

He looks at the beast jammed on his manhood. He screams. The Tarkatan’s circle Ryu Sagen.
Fat Tarkatan: Literally, he isn’t in the tournament, right?
Slim Tarkatan: Yeah. This is said to be Ryu Sagen. Deceptame is totally different.
Fat Tarkatan: So it’s okay to shred him fro trespassing.
Old Tarkatan: With pleasure.

All the Tarkatans around Ryu Sagen shoot their blades out, and begin stabbing the hell out of Ryu Sagen, leavinfg a lake of blood everywhere.

Amanuet is fighting little Tarkatan/Deceptame. Sh grabs the little one by the throat, lifts him up, and rips the heart out. Deceptame Spirits flies out, and posses another Male Tarkatan.
Amanuet rips and arm off of the heartless Tarkatan. The male Tarkatan attacks Amanuet, and she just decapitates his head off. Deceptame Spirit goes into the Fat Tarkatan, and attacks Amanuet. Amnuet slices open the Fat Tarkatan’s stomach open letting the guts and organ to fall out.
Deceptame Spirit flies into the Slim Tarkatan, but the slim one’s spirit is stronger and fights himself, trying to get Deceptame out.

Slim Tarkatan: (freaking) Get out. Get out. Get out. Get out. Get out. Get out.

The Slim Tarkatan has no choice. He decapitates himself with his own blade. Deceptame Spirit flies around trying to find a body, but the Tarkatan’s had fled away.

Ryu Sagen now lays dead, full of deep punctured holes. His face and body disfigured, mutulated.
Deceptame has no choice but to posses Ryu’s body again. Big mistake. They body is weak, and isn’t able to get up. Deceptame is dying along with it. The body twigs around, as Deceptame spirit tries to flie out.

Deceptame: What’s wrong? I can’t get out.
Amanuet: You fool. You shuld know that when you posess a dying body, you remain trapped, and
die along with it. You’re fucked. It’s back to hell for you. I could leave you here and let
you have a slow and painful death, but I hate waiting. I think the puppies are hungry too.

A herd of ugly Tarkatan dogs are nearby, just growling at them. They can smell the blood. They want it bad.
Amanuet leans over, and lick Deceptame’s face, tasting some blood.

Amanuet: It was nice while it lasted. We could’ve been great together.

She lifts him up, and tosses him in the middles of Tarkatan dogs. The beast circle the weak Deceptame. Soon, they each begin biting him. Some take the legs, some the arms, and some around the neck and head. More blood and gore fill the grounds. Deceptam screams in agony, as he is ripped apart.

Amanuet walks away. Deceptame’s soul flies out and is sucked through the ground. It is taken to the depths of hell.

Forgot to post it. Sorry. Here; it goes. PLease let me know what you guys think.



- Tarkatan’s Underworld –

Deceptame is walking around the horrific world. It’s covered with rotting carcasses, smells bad. Growls and screans echo this little dead city under gorund.

Deceptame: Where the hell am I?

Out of the shadows, an ugly hybrid figure leaps out. He looks just like Baraka, but much uglier. He’s called Karka.

Karka: You’re in my world, bitch.

He takes out his double-blades from his arms, and acts as if he’s gonna stab him. Deceptame jumps back. Karka stops, sinks the blade back in, and laughs.

Karka: You’re too easy. My brother Baraka has chosen this living dead world as your battleground. Now
all can see how we Tarkatan’s live. And how up there will end up when we dominate.

Karka somersaults away from Decepatme, and lands a few feet away.

Karka: (spreads his arms and sticks out the double blades) Tada . A new trick I learned. Here’s your
Opponent.

Amanuet was already standing there. She looks dead at Deceptame.

Karka: I hope you guys tera the hell of one another. Ready FIGHT!

Karka laughs hysteriacally, and slowly backs away and hides back in the shadows.

Deceptame: You will pay for what you’ve done to Sareena. You and that Egyptian bitch.
Amanuet: You’re a typical man. Why settle for on, when you could have two?
Deceptame: I’m allergic to raw fish.
Amanuet: Don’t worry, that two inch you hang won’t get infected. It barely went in.
Deceptame: Nuff talking.
Amanuet: You read my mind.

Amanuet gets in her Shintaido fighting style and Deceptame in his Fong Ngan fighting style. They runs to each other and begin to throw punches, kicks, etc., but each keep on blocking their hits.

Out of the shadows, a crowd lurks out. It’s the entire race, Baraka’s hybrid species, it’s the Tarkatans. They are all look similar, but some more look more grotesque than others. Little Tarkatan children also leap out. They stare at the fight, and begin to roar. It’s their way of cheering.
An elder black Tarkatan, Wilxxmit, steps out. He’s like a dealer, like a hustler. He walks around the crowd, showing them Tarkatin bills.

Wilxxmit: Place yo’ bets. Everybody, place yo’ bets. We gots the lost spirit of Deceptame, and the
hot hoe from the dark depths of Netherealm, Amanuet. Place yo’ bets. Everybody, place yo’ bets.

Tarkatan’s begin dealing, placing their bets. They hand over their mula to Wilxxmit.

Meanwhile, the two combatants keep on fighting and blocking each others moves. Deceptame grabs a hold of Amanuet’s hair, and pushes her head down, and keens her on the face. He then knees her on her stomach, and then flips her over, smashin her to the ground. She falls on her back, but is able to see the Hook-Scythe Staff that Deceptame pulled out, heading down right at her. She rolls out of the way, just as the Hook-Scythe Staff hits the ground.

She trips Deceptame, and jumps to her feet. She pulls away the Hook-Scythe Staff and is aiming down at Deceptame. Deceptame quickly pushes his legs between hers, and spreads her legs wide open. Amanuet is about to fall, making a painful split, but Deceptame quickly punches her hard on the stomach. She flies accrass the area, and crashes through a muddy wall.
Amanuet flies over a bayou, and fall about twenty feet down into

- Courtyard –

The scene looks similar to an outside basketball court, but darker, creepier, and nastier. Theirs lots of dead, rotting, Tarkatans. A couple of teenage Tarkatan are playing basketball, with a human face wrapped around a bouncing ball.
They are cut short, when Amanuet falls in the middle of the courtyard. Seconds later, Deceptame jumps in, and begins kicking Amanuet on the ribs. The Tarkatan’s palying basketball decide to see tha fight, and cheer on Deceptame.

Teen Tarkans: Yeah, Go boy. Kill the bitch, Kill that hoe.

The rest of the Tarkatans run down the hill, and crowd around the fight again. Wilxxmit places more bets.

Deceptame picks up Amanuet and tosses her to the tarkatan crowd. She crashes unto them, making them fall along with her. They lift her up. Some perverts grab her boobs, ass, and feel on her, and then toss her back into the battleground.

Deceptame is about to attack her, but Amanuet jumps to her feet and she sprays blood out from her mouth into Deceptame’s eyes. He screams rubbong his eyes.

Deceptame: You wannabe Nitara, bitch.

Amanuet nw gets in her HwaRang fighting style, and does a killer combo, but then Deceptame breaks her combo, and starts his, using Fong Ngan. He uppercuts her away from him, and then quickly shoots out a Shadow Orb at her. Once it hits her, Amanuet is thrown back towards Deceptame. This gives him a chance to closeline her. Amanuet just falls hard on the ground.
He grabs her by the hair, and flips her over, slamming her on the ground. He swing her over again, by the hair, slamming her again hard on the ground. After every slam, she spits a lot of blood from her mouth.
Decepatame is about to do it again, but Amanuet had take out her Arabic Sword, and cuts off her hair.

Now free, she begins to swing her sword at Deceptame. He just dodges, and walks backwards. He’s about to bump into Wilxxmit, but ducks as Amanuet swings her word. It stabs right into Wilxxmit’s stomach. She tries to swing again, but feels it’s stuck. She turns around and sees it’s inside Wilxxmit. She pulls it upwards, splitting Wilxxmit, from the stomach to the head, in half. She then decides to cut his torso off. She grabs a half of the now loose Wilxxmit and tosses it at Deceptame. She grabs the other half, as soon as the bottom half of the body falls dead. Amanuet tosses the other half of Wilxxmit to Deceptame too.

Deceptame rips out both of the arms, and shakes them until the triple-blade, from each arm, pop out.

Deceptame: I needed a stage weapon.

Amanuet runs towards Deceptame. As soon as she leaves, the greedy Tarkatan’s push away Wilxxmit’s legs away, and fight over the money he had dropped. They beging fightin over for it.

Amanuet and Deceptame clash weapons as the swing them at each other. They attack back and forth.
Decepatame is kicked away. He takes advantge of his weapons, and crash the two triple-blade together, shooting out a huge spark ball. The spark ball hits Amanuet’s sword breaking to pieces.
He runs at her, and begins slicing her with the blade. Amanuet is starting to get deep cuts around her body, and parts of her clothin are been ripped open.

Teen Tarkatan: Yeah. Now that’s a fight. Take that shit off. Take that shit off. Show us your titties!

Amanuet pulls away one arm, and uses it against Deceptame. They beging swinging at each other with it. Deceptame tosses his arm, at Amanuet, but she bends backwards(AKA: Matrix style) and the arm flies over her, and sinks into a Tarkatan child’s mouth. He drops dead. The Tarkatan’s cheer.

Amanuet swings her arm around, having Deceptame dodge every attack. It finally hits an ugly Tarkatan dog. It has more teeth than a body. The beast dies right after the stab.

Amanuet and Deceptame continue to fight, Mano a mano. Amanuet uppercuts Deceptame away from her. She quickly does ger spectral rush, and turns into a spirit form, and flies through Deceptame. He instantly fals to the ground in pain.

Amanuet is about to kick him, but Decdeptame jumos out of the way, and goes behind her. He pulls out a small dagger and stabs her in the back. He then kicks her off of it. She falls on the ground, bleeding badly.
Feeling cocky, Deceptame once again kicks her around as if she were a ball. He picks her up, and throws her across the court. Tarkatan’s move out of her way, so she can hit the pole freely. She hits it hard, and flips around, befor falling to the ground.
Deceptame triumphantly walks towatds Amanuet, ready to finish her off. He doesn’t know Amanuet has recovered a bit, and is going for the dead Tarkatan dog.
Deceptame reaches Amanuet and is about to grabs her. She quickly grabs the Tarkatan dog, and the arm punctured inside, and slams them onto Deceptame. The dead dog’s huge sharp teeth, sink right onto Deceptame’s crotch.
All the Tarkatan’s yell “Oooooh”, and turn away ind pain and disgust.

Deceptame, is now in huge pain, with a dead dog’s teeth rammed inside his manly area. He drops in pain.
Soon, Deceptame Spirit flies out of the body. It goes inside another Tarkatan child.

The child goes berserk as if it were possessed. Well he is, sort of. The little Deceptam/Tarkatan attacks Amanuet. He takes out his sharp mini blades and makes more deep cuts on her.

On the other hand, Ryu Sagen gains control of his body, and wakes up. He is happy to be back.

Ryu Sagen: I’m free. I’m free!. Ooooow!!!

He looks at the beast jammed on his manhood. He screams. The Tarkatan’s circle Ryu Sagen.
Fat Tarkatan: Literally, he isn’t in the tournament, right?
Slim Tarkatan: Yeah. This is said to be Ryu Sagen. Deceptame is totally different.
Fat Tarkatan: So it’s okay to shred him fro trespassing.
Old Tarkatan: With pleasure.

All the Tarkatans around Ryu Sagen shoot their blades out, and begin stabbing the hell out of Ryu Sagen, leavinfg a lake of blood everywhere.

Amanuet is fighting little Tarkatan/Deceptame. Sh grabs the little one by the throat, lifts him up, and rips the heart out. Deceptame Spirits flies out, and posses another Male Tarkatan.
Amanuet rips and arm off of the heartless Tarkatan. The male Tarkatan attacks Amanuet, and she just decapitates his head off. Deceptame Spirit goes into the Fat Tarkatan, and attacks Amanuet. Amnuet slices open the Fat Tarkatan’s stomach open letting the guts and organ to fall out.
Deceptame Spirit flies into the Slim Tarkatan, but the slim one’s spirit is stronger and fights himself, trying to get Deceptame out.

Slim Tarkatan: (freaking) Get out. Get out. Get out. Get out. Get out. Get out.

The Slim Tarkatan has no choice. He decapitates himself with his own blade. Deceptame Spirit flies around trying to find a body, but the Tarkatan’s had fled away.

Ryu Sagen now lays dead, full of deep punctured holes. His face and body disfigured, mutulated.
Deceptame has no choice but to posses Ryu’s body again. Big mistake. They body is weak, and isn’t able to get up. Deceptame is dying along with it. The body twigs around, as Deceptame spirit tries to flie out.

Deceptame: What’s wrong? I can’t get out.
Amanuet: You fool. You shuld know that when you posess a dying body, you remain trapped, and
die along with it. You’re fucked. It’s back to hell for you. I could leave you here and let
you have a slow and painful death, but I hate waiting. I think the puppies are hungry too.

A herd of ugly Tarkatan dogs are nearby, just growling at them. They can smell the blood. They want it bad.
Amanuet leans over, and lick Deceptame’s face, tasting some blood.

Amanuet: It was nice while it lasted. We could’ve been great together.

She lifts him up, and tosses him in the middles of Tarkatan dogs. The beast circle the weak Deceptame. Soon, they each begin biting him. Some take the legs, some the arms, and some around the neck and head. More blood and gore fill the grounds. Deceptam screams in agony, as he is ripped apart.

Amanuet walks away. Deceptame’s soul flies out and is sucked through the ground. It is taken to the depths of hell.

sorry, posted twice. Something's weird with this computer. It kept geeting stuck everytime I tried to post it.

Great fight! I was laughing through have of it! I've noticed that you use alot of background factors in your fight scenes, very well done. I still can't get over the Tarakatan dog though. I have a picture of Milo from The Mask, when he puts it one every time I read that. I'm also happy to see that people like my fight scene.
-Throne Room-
Amanute is warped back after the fight, bleeding heaviley, she waists no time in heading back to her room to try and recooperate. As she struggles to walk she falls countless times. Her vision is blurry from the loss of blood.
The Dragon King makes a hand gesture and two figures walk up, one of them is a shaman, much like the one who imprisoned Hatsuma, the other is wearing samuria armour and has white hair. The Dragon King tells him to assist Amanute to her chamber. With out question he does as he's told and scoops Amanute off the floor and into his arms and walks out. The Dragon King focuses his attention onto the shaman, some dialuge can be made out by the other fighters.
Dragon King"Where are they?"
Shaman"We don't know sire."
Dragon King"You don't know. Hmph." He turns around for a breif second and then turns around again and with a lethal blast out of his ice lung, he freeses the shamans arm. And with one swift strike the Dragon King shatters it. The shaman screams in pain and rolls on the floor, holding his stub. The Dragon King kneels down and pics him up by his throat.
Dragon King"Then find them!" He lets the shaman drop to the floor, and leave in a hurry. He turns back to the spectators."Well, since it's only mid day, we will continue with the tournament a few hours before sunset, I suggest you ready yourselves."
The fighters depart without saying a word.
-Catacombs-
Sensui is in intense meditation as his evil aura begins to spread deeper into the Dragon Kings palace, seeping into every square inch, unoticed by all. As he meditates his energy begins to take shape. The scars on his body begin to heal from his last fight, within seconds he is completely regenerated, all except for two huge gashs on his back from where the jet of flames came out. They finally close, but unlike the rest of his body, which has healed perfectly they leave two giant scars. Sensui continues to meditate and his energy flows into some of the dead bodies in the room.
-Dragon Chamber-
Gabrielle steps out of the shadows, completely distraught at the sight in front of her. Hatsuma is bleeding heavily, by all accounts he should be dead.
Gabrielle in a soft voice"Hatsuma?"
Hatsuma quickly raises his head and sees Gabrielle standing in front of him.
Hatsuma turns away with a look of sorrow."Leave."
Gabrielle is shocked at his response and calls out to him."Hatsuma I.."
Hatsuma yells"I said LEAVE!!!" He drops his head again."You really are a stupid fool. Don't you get it? If you stay here you'll die. Everybody who I've ever cared for was hurt. I won't let it happen again. So please, leave me."
Gbarielle doesn't say anything as tears roll down her cheecks. Sh stares at Hatsuma for a moment, and sees as the Sennoku spell is eating away at him, energy flowing through his body, scortching anything it touches, his chest completely torn open by the constant torment from the Dragon King.
With out saying a word, Gabrielle steps foreward and reaches into field, one of the kanji on Hatsuma's body lights up and surges with power. Gabrielle is slightly burned by the field and recoils back in shock.
Hatsuma"Gabrielle!"
She steps forward again and reaches into the field once more, this time being wary of what may happen if she gets to close to any of the kanji. She pulls Hatsuma to the edge of the field (considering he's suspended in pure nergy) and leans forward. She tilts his head up and looks into his burning blue eyes and answers softly with sincere and tearing eyes.
Gabrielle in a soft voice"I don't care." She leans in and for the first time ever they embrace in a kiss.
-Keilienaten's Room-
Keilienaten recieves word that her friend has been injured duing the tournament. As she rushes to the door, she stops short, paralyzed with fear.
(If this was a movie, the camera would pan around Matrix style before stoping in a close up of half her face and a clear view behind her, showing a huge blue flame burning in the room.) As she slowly turns around she sees a figure standing there in armour, not made by her people for thousands of years, with an Anubis helmet. The figure raises his staff and points one of the ends at Keilienaten. Suddenly there's a knock at the door. As Keilienaten shifts her sight to the door and then back to the center of her room, the figure is gone.

I'm trying to keep this page on the first page...... Ppl plz read.

Alright,just got to reading the fight scene,and I really liked it,very good.

**Back at the feast**

Piroh: Well...I suppose you're up, in a bit...

Kilvan: And who was it I was facing again...ah, yes. Pele. She of fire...

Piroh: Better get going. Wouldn't want to be late!

**They chuckle. Kilvan disappears, and reappears in the chosen arena...the Courtyard, a replica of the one on Shang Tsung's island**

(I'll post the fight tomorrrow.)

In the Courtyard...

Kilvan: Come out, come out, wherever you are...

Voice: Looking for someone?

Kilvan: Ah...

**Into the courtyard steps Pele, a woman of auburn red hair dressed in a leather jacket, red t-shirt, and a snug set of black pants with red trim, and brass-tipped boots. Her eyes are ablaze with energy. She smiles, and takes her position four feet away from Kilvan, who looks her up and down. She does the same.**

Dragon King: The following match begins...Kilvan against Pele. Round one...FIGHT!!

**Pele eases back into Lui He Ha Fa as Kilvan leans forward into Toreador Muerta, his hands swaying back and forth as he shifts posture. They begin to circle each other.**

Pele: Kilvan, hmm? I heard they were happy to have you out of the Council of Gods...

Kilvan: ...It's their problem if they couldn't deal with my views. How do you know who I am?

Pele: Still, I suppose it's saying something...

Kilvan: Very well, don't answer me. I don't care. I have no patince for whelps like you. Let's get this over with.

**With that, he leaps forward and lands a crushing hand chop to the side of Pele's skull. Taken off-guard, she is knocked back, and falls backwards as Kilvan kicks her in the belly. He advances to step on her ribs, but she rolls out of the way and uses a rising sweep to take him down. As he attempts to get up, he is greeted by a fireball to the face.**

Pele: Careful now...like the Earthrealm denizens say...I'm 'hot stuff'.

**Kilvan does a backflip from his position on the floor, and lands standing**

Kilvan: I should have you flayed alive for that.

Pele: Hah! The blow, or the joke?

Kilvan: Both.

**He leaps at her again, but this time she catches his chop between her crossed wrists. Smiling, she uses his own momentum to flip him over her head and to the ground, spine-first.**

Kilvan: AGH!

**She kicks him again, once, twice, three times in the face. Finally, he catches her leg, and swings his own foot over to push her back. He rolls to his feet.**

Kilvan: Curse you...

Pele: What's the matter? Too hot to handle?

**He switches stance from his own Toreador Muerta to Devil Hands, an expert's form of Snake. Each of his jabs is meant to his a pressure point, meant to cripple. But Pele, being far too fast, deflects them all. Kilvan is thanked for his troubles by a straight upward kick to the face, denting his maskand knocking him down yet again. He does not move for some moments.**

Pele: Tsk Tsk. Clumsy. You're too slow.

Dragon King: Round one is finished. I declare Pele the victor. For a so-called 'partner of mine', Kilvan is rather weak, wouldn't you all say?

**The spectators laugh, and applaud. Kilvan gets to his feet groggily**

Piroh (watching, from the stands): ...

Dragon King: Round Two...FIGHT!

Pele: Come on, now. I've seen 'puny mortals' fight better than you do...

Kilvan: Don't you DARE compare ME to...wait...that flippant attitude...those offhand remarks...

Pele: ...?

Kilvan: I HEARD the god of Thunder had a fangirl-goddess. So...you must be her...I can see where his foolishnes rubbed off on you...

Pele: !!!

**She attacks him again, shifting into Tae Kwon Do, out of anger at having her idol so insulted. Kilvan parries aside her three kicks, but a punch to the gut staggers him backwards.

Pele: Someone as weak as you has no right to insult the lord Raiden!

Kilvan: Pfft. Weak? Me? I'm just a bit rusty. it's been so long since I've fought. Tell me...was it like this?

**With that, he brings both of his hands in towards her head, landing a vicious double chop to her temples**

Pele: AGHH!

*That done, he bashes her in the nose with the heel of his palm, causing blood to spew forth. a quick belly kick doubles her over, and an elbow to the top of her cranium knocks her down. But she uses a handstand to right herself, push back, and take Kilvan in the face with a flaming flying kick upon landing. He fies backwards, and rols along the ground for a moment before arising.

She follows him over, but is surprised to see him put a hand to his headdress, fingertips upon the one of the tiny metal plates there.**

Kilvan: Nice move.

**Somehow, he withdraws a two-foot razor blade from his own head.**

Pele: WHAT THE?!

Kilvan: Mine's better.

**He chucks the blade at her, and it catches her in the ribs.**

pele: Gh...

**She collapses to the ground, bleeding, struggling to rise**

Dragon King: A Most impressive display, Kilvan. The second round is yours.

**Pele extracts the blade, and tosses it away. Her eyes narrow as she takes her stance**

Dragon King: Let the final battle begin. Round three...FIGHT!!

Pele: You're not the only one with weapons, buster.

**She withdraws two jagged, glowing discs from her person. They shimmer with energy.**

Kilvan: hmmm..wind, fire wheels...

**Dashing at him, she swings and spins them like an expert. Sparks fly, however, as Kilvan uses his steel gauntlets to parry away the blows. After a wild swing of hers misses, he catches her with a roundhouse to the face whch knocks her back.**

Kilvan: Weapon combat, hmmm? Now you're talking...

**He removes his ParalaScythe from its fastener on his back.**

Pele: Nice toy. Hope you know how to use it...

Kilvan: Oh, most assuredly...

**He swings at her twice. She avoids the first attack, and deflects the second. But the weight of the Scythe knocks her off-balance, and she is unable to deflect the third blow, which comes from the flat of the scythe. It takes her in the chin, knocking her back. A quick spin, and the handle catches her upside the head.**

Kilvan: You underestimated me. Bad move...

**He advances, slowly swinging the scythe before him like a pendulum. Pele weighs her options, and grins**

Pele: I'm nowhere near through yet...

**She raises her hands to the sky, which darkens. A roar is heard, and mounds of ash, magma, and lava pour down from the heavens into the arena. Kilvan ducks, dodges and spins out of the way, but one rock catches him in the head, and another in the chest. He staggers back, almost tumbling out of the arena itself.**

Kilvan: Commendable...allow me to salute you...with a song...

Pele: A...song? Are you mad?

Kilvan: My weapon...is a tool for death...and dirges. Allow me to demonstrate...

**He lifts the handle of the Scythe to the gash in his mask where a mouth would be. An eerie, dischordant, yet strangely melodic tune is heard...**

Pele: ARGH!! My eyes...I...can't see!

Kilvan: The harmony that sounds when I play my tune has a debilitating effect on the audio-visual brainwave impulses of mortals...it's also one of the many reasons my blows are difficult hard to avoid....when my scythe is swung, wind passes through, and your senses are slightly dampened. You probably mistook the effects for fatigue...

**Pele rubs her eyes, trying to get her sight back.**

Kilvan: Quite deadly during a fight, casually. But all I have to do is play in the right direction...and the effect becomes a bit more...lasting...

**Pele staggers toward him**

Pele: You...monster...

Kilvan: Oh, don't worry. The effects normally wear off in ten minutes or so. But...

**He readies his Scythe**

Kilvan: ...you don't have that much time.

**He dashes forward, and Pele hears him coming. She swings her discs in a valiant attempt to strike him, but in one smooth motion, he catches them with the blade of the scythe, tearing them from her hands...he continues the swing, spinning around until the blade slices into her ribcage, widening the earlier gash. Blood flows freely.**

Pele: AAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrgh!!!!!!!

Kilvan: Never fear...I've got a place for you...and your Thunder God...IN THE AFTERLIFE!!!

**And so it is, that Pele does not see, cannot even hope to avoid the backspinning blow, the Scythe dislodging from her ribs as Kilvan twirls back, redirecting it in mid-swing, and coming back around and down, through air, flesh, and bone.**

THUD

**Pele's body falls to its knees, and tips chest-forward, to join its decapitated head on the floor.**

Dragon King: KILVAN WINS! FATALITY!!

Piroh: Yaaaaaay!!! **Applauds madly**

Kilvan: A pity, when gods die young...

**He disappears from the arena, along with Piroh.**

I'll write the fightscene for round 11 unless someone else wants to.

Great job Shadaloo. I really enjoyed it also. I love the way you graphiclly detailed every move, fighr, etc. Good job. Wish it was longer, but the fight was wonderful.

Sorry guys, I don't think I'm going to be able to write the 11th fight scene because I've been really busy getting ready for going to college in a couple of days so someone else is going to have to write it. That leaves two fights which still need to be written during the intermission of the tournament.

I wanna write the Keilienaten VS Sabre fight, but we still need to write to fights. WHo says "me"?

Damn! Page 7?! I seriously feel that people have lost intrest in the fanfic. I haven't though so here's an update. Also, we still need a few fight scenes added, as well as some more intermissions so it's not just one fight after the other. It needs some more depth then that.
-Dragon Palace-
As the previous fight scene concludes, the warriors are left to themselves for a short duration of time. Some, already suffering heavey losses are on the verge of breaking down. Pele's body is taken from the courtyard and later will be cremated. As Kilvan warps of the screen he catches an evil look from Raiden before warping.
As the fighters return into the inner sanctum, Sub-Zero notices that Smoke has disappeared with out a trace. Thinking it's nothing much, he dismisses it without a second thought.
Ryoko "I seriously feel that we will loose this tournament. With our ranks dwindling every match, it looks like we have dug our own graves."
Nightwolf "Be strong Ryoko. In times of desperation courage and faith is our strongest bond."
As the fighters walk back into the inner sanctum, Ryoko sees an old friend, Ghost. She looks at him with scorn as their eyes meet across the room. Ghost looks back with a blank stare and says nothing as he continues to meditate, completely concealing the battle that's going on in his own head.
-Spectal Plane-
Ghost "Let..Me...GO!! Do you hear me?! Onaga! Mark my words, when I break out of these shackles, you will feel my full wrath! I wont be a slave to your power."
The Dragon King appears in the plain as a god like figure, looking down on Collin.
Dragon King "You, don't have a say in the matter. You were killed once, are you really so eager to die again?"
Ghost "I swear, when Im free I'll..."
Dragon King "You'll do what? You are nothing but a small speck to me. I can rip you to shredds right now and completley decimate your spirit. However, I enjoy your suffering as you watch how the people you've grown closest to loath you. I suggest you get ready, your next fight is quickly approaching."
The Dragon King disapears as Ghost tries to lash out but is quickly bound by his shackles.
-High Balcony-
High above the proceedings, Kahn watches with minimal intrest knowing full well that these pathetic mortals will soon bow down to his iron will. A shadow shoots across the floor and stops behind Kahn. Noob raises from the ground and kneels before Kahn.
Noob "Master, the sorcerer Vandon is up next. Will you attending the proceedings?"
Kahns fist glows green and he punches through a gaurd rail. It fades out and Kahn turns around.
Kahn "Ofcourse. Tell me, what of our new aquisition?"
Noob "He truely is a skilled warrior, on par with myself at the very least. His alignment is our greatest asset."
Kahn snickers. "Very good. Now leave, I wish to be alone before the next fight.'
Noob "As you wish, Master."
Noob melds into his shadow and dissapears. Kahn is left alone starring down at his enemies, cape flailing in the wind.
Kahn "Soon, very soon all will come to an end." He turns around and walks back into the palace.
-Hallways-
Kielienaten is still shaken from her encounter last night. She hasn't even had the chance to visit Amanute who is still in bad shape from the last fight. As she makes her way through the hallway she strolls into a myst filled chamber, almost being drawn in by a strange force. As she makes her way into the chamber, it all goes dark. This is starting to freak her out since it's still daylight outside. As she walks through the chamber, an intense heat can be felt. The room gets darker and hotter as Keilienaten makes her way through it. It slowly starts to fill with millions of screams, and flames start to rise from the floor, iluminating the room, as well filling it with silohutes of people suffering. Keilienaten walks slowly deeper into the room, completely terrrified but unable to turn away she makes her way deeper into the room. Suddenly, an ankh (Egyptian cross) forms out of flames and rises out of the ground. The flames build up higher and higher and an image can be made out from behind the wall of blue fire. It's the same figure that appeared in her room several nights ago. The figure stretches its hand from out of the flames and at Keilienatens throat. Before she can runaway, the figure grabs her and lifts her up of the ground. Her whole body goes limp as she's pulled closer to the flames. Her face is within inches of the flames, and her eyes show a reflection of the mysterious figure, helmet piercing through the flames and eyes glowing sapphire blue. Millions of screams fill her head at once, including those of her parents, and her goddess Isis. Keilienaten is frozen stiff with fear, she's too scared to even blink.
..... "No one can hear you, no one can help you. Judjement has been passed and your time is quickly coming to an end."
Keilienatens head is filled with visions of brutal carnage, images of people being slaughtered and their screams ring out at once.
Keilienaten's whole head is engulfed in flames as she witnesses this. She lets out a blood curdling scream as the visions are too much to bare. She's dropped to the floor and the figure disapears in a brilliant flash. The gaurds find her momments later in the hallway, she looks completely unharmed yet she's completely paralyzed, and her eyes are dialated as she lays on the ground and apearing as she's in some kind of trance.
-Dragon Chamber-
Gabrielle and Hatsuma break from a long kiss, as the guards are heard walking down the hallway. Gabrielle quickly flips up to a rafter hidden in the shadows, away from sight.

Well, it's a normal update, I just hope this story keeps rolling with both, intermissions and fight scenes. BTW, slim3ddi3g, I can't wait to read the novel, as well as the story between Keilienaten and Kamon.

I must admit.I have lost some interest in writing,I still read every bit though.But I update personally rarely nowadays.Heres a question,after my character is knocked out,can I still update the story.Cause I still have another to develop and feel like a big part of the tourney now and would like to continue on with it.

I realize Syn Heil ( My Character ) is entered in the 3rd Tournament, but I'd like him to make a Cameo here. Apologies if he's not fitting in here.

Amongst the blood shed in the Living Forest, a pair of eyes watched tenatively. His darkened pupils scoping out the contestants, brutally maiming eachother, tearing eachother limb from bloody limb. The Ninja clings to the tree, his black apparel giving him much camoflauge from the world. He hold his dagger close to his side as he'd been watching the ongoings. He'd then moved to another place, a Palace close by.

The sudden appearnce, or voice echoing of the Dragon King made him turn slightly. As a ninja, his emotions and fear was to be muted, silenced, killed even. His breathing slowed, as usual he'd continued watching the spectacle. He then leaped against another wall, rolling and diving, landing without a sound. His body completely covered by shadow as he watches a warrior tear a Princess' sister to shreds. The Princess in the shadows. He narrows his eyes, and not sure what to make of it. He hadn't been scared for so long, and fear would only make someone weak. They were all so weak, Fearing one another. He could sense the tension, the anger, the rage. He felt Vengeance as well, but it wouldn't overcome him and kill him, he knew that. He then backed into a shadow, watching only for now, picking sides was not something he'd do. He was here for his own personal purpose, not to help them.
He had been watching too long, far too long , At least for his own good. He was getting sick of watching these characters bathe in eachother's blood. It would be time to strike soon, and make them know who he was. A warrior without a name, he would be.

Yea...

That's a cool introduction. I also have a character like that in the shadows who won't be revealed until later on.

Yeah, I'm also thinking of changing his name as well to the Unknown Shadow. But hey, The story goes on, so next person, go.