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Aden vs Heita

HoH season 09. Source: valucre.net static Gaia dump.

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Table of contents
  1. The Crossed Fox
  2. Colonel Iyam A Heita
  3. The Crossed Fox
  4. Colonel Iyam A Heita
  5. The Crossed Fox
  6. Colonel Iyam A Heita
  7. The Crossed Fox
  8. Colonel Iyam A Heita
  9. The Crossed Fox
  10. Colonel Iyam A Heita
  11. The Crossed Fox
  12. Colonel Iyam A Heita
  13. The Crossed Fox
  14. Colonel Iyam A Heita
  15. The Crossed Fox
  16. Colonel Iyam A Heita
  17. The Crossed Fox
  18. Colonel Iyam A Heita
  19. The Crossed Fox
  20. Colonel Iyam A Heita
  21. The Crossed Fox

1The Crossed Fox

Sat Nov 15, 2008 8:43 am · id 170654373 · page 1

Stage0: Preliminaries

Undrgrnd Cage Match

An old classic with a bad habit of producing sub-par fights. Change this, please.

This steel cage prison holds two fighters captive as they are forced to fight for their freedom and glory over a featureless concrete floor. They have nothing to rely on other than themselves and the assortment of many weapons decorating the sides of the structure.

Terrain

General - Spectators present lining the outside of the cage, limiting area of effect attacks.

Weapons - Melee weapons from all nations line the wall of the cage. Give them a good tug to get them free.

Bonus Effects - You can't use strikers in the prelims, now you EXTRA can't use strikers.

Red Player: Aden Regaultier

Representing: Team Cannon Fodder

Played By: The Crossed Fox

Blue Player: Colonel Iyam A. Heita

Representing: Team Save-A-Ho

Played By: Col. Iyam A. Heita

2Colonel Iyam A Heita

Sat Nov 15, 2008 9:59 am · id 170658716 · page 1

Quote:

Announcer's Table

Announcer #1: Welcome back everyone and thank you for tuning in LIVE AT HOH! for the preliminaries...

Announcer #2: Oh yeah! The action is live tonight as we get under match underway for the hopeful possible of HoH 09! LEGEND!

Announcer #1: The crowd over here AT DUREM UNDERGOUND! -pause for crowd uproar- Is psyched tonight.

Announcer #2: Well we got a great match-up...that seems to be underway.

The stadium lights cut low as the overhead ramp-lights cut on and focus on the entrance just below the titantron.

All is silent for the moment.

The crowd gets hyped and the air is thick with anticipation.

Then his theme music for this bout plays...

Alice in Chains - Man in the box

A silhouette of a small man can be seen at the center of the entrance. He seems to stand between 5'8" and 6'0" with a jumpsuit on and...something over his right arm.

Turning to walk down the ramp, a frenzy of women who instantly recognize him begin to shout, his pyro goes off...

Stopping at the foot of ramp, He raises his right arm housing the sheild and his insignia.

"HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOES!"

The Crowd responds.

"HEIT! HEIT! HEIT! HEIT! HEIT!"

The chant continues as he turns back, reaching with his left arm for something. A portly misshapen thing with a XXS shirt on, cargo short-shorts, a dinner napkin cape, and a Zorro mask waddles down to hand the man a sports drink bottle. Taking a swig, the man with the shield continues his march into the ring with the cage overhead.

His music hitting the guitar solo at this point as the man makes his 'rounds' greeting his fans from every corner of the ring.

His entrance now over, he looked to the entrance ramp with an intense glare. Slowly he began bouncing on the ball of his feet and with gradual speed began an up tempo jog in place.

He was ready.

3The Crossed Fox

Sat Nov 15, 2008 3:54 pm · id 170684304 · page 1

Not more than twenty seconds past the first introduction, Heitas opponent stepped out onto the stage. A song played, with the crowds going wild at the sound of it playing. The man bowed and carressed the crowd, sending waves and winks in every direction as he strutted himself down the ramp. Tonight, everything would turn black in one mans favor or another.

This man was dressed in clothing that would otherwise be classified as colonial, fitting that of a six foot man. A coat dyed in indigo, a loose white musketteers shirt under it, pants of the same color, and leather travellers boots worn from the passage of time. A sabre in his belt hanging off of his left, and an estoc at his right with a stilletto strung beneath it. All was explained, except for a name. What exactly was this mans name?

Quote: Announcer #1: Ladies and Gentleman, Aden Regaultier of Team Cannon Fodder!

With introductions taken care of, Aden would move in to the side of the ring, grabbing a rope and pulling himself up to the side with his left hand. His sleeve fell down his arm, revealing a steel arm and claw set beneath the cloth. Before getting into the ring, Aden turned and bowed one final time to the crowd to get a last cheer for his enterance. Everything was always equal when it came to preliminaries, with crowds cheering for men they know nothing about. All they wanted to see was a good fight.

Aden would not make rounds, but take a simple corner of the ring instead. He stared out to Heita, not really knowing what to expect from such an oddly dressed person. It was easy to tell though, that Aden was ready for anything. The spotlight was on them now, and nothing else mattered. The Fight was on...

4Colonel Iyam A Heita

Sat Nov 15, 2008 4:32 pm · id 170687440 · page 1

Quote:

Announcer #2: Now with both men in the ring... the cage is dropping, trapping them inside until a victor is decided.

Announcer #1: Not for nothing but things look bad for the Colonel, that Aden guy seems armed to the teeth...

Announcer #2: This is true...but the cage wall is lined with weapons and Heita seems primed for defense with that shield on his arm.

His opponent had arrived and with the guy's entrance, Heita cranked up his H.F.O. (the shield) allowing it to begin it's rotation on the mechanism strapped to his right forearm. it was slow at first but by the time Heita set-off to start the match, it reached it's maximum speed of 200 rpm.

Heita being a high-impact close-range fighter, made sure to cover distance quickly and start things off with a BANG!

Cocking his left arm back, Heita dashed forward at his mark, skidding to a halt in a wide stance with his right foot rest just under his opponent's chin. His left arm swinging across his body with such force it dragged the shoulder, torso and back (left) leg forward with it causing Heita's upper half to be facing the opposite direction of his lower half when all was said and done.

This haymaker straight was aimed for Aden's torso.

Quote:

50 caliber

A heavy handed punch utilizing strike force. Ex: Clean hit can bruise a heavy muscled creature upon first impact such as a horse, moose or Ox.

Irregardless if the punch made contact or not, a pecular sighting would occur. The Colonel would have an energy bar appear above his head with a percentage reading marked into it. The percentage would now read 250%.

Attack/Counter:

50 Caliber

Location:

Torso

Estimated Damage:

Instantaneous Explosive Diarrhea due to severe muscle contraction,

Unbearable abdominal pain

Aggressive Energy

Current: 250%

Used: 50%

Added: 0%

5The Crossed Fox

Sat Nov 15, 2008 5:32 pm · id 170692787 · page 1

"Bon Chance."

Spoke The Chevalier in his native language. A wish of good luck to his opponent, a final act of chivalry in the French vampires book. He stepped twice forward, eyeing Heitas every movement from beginning to end to the best of his ability. The guy had left in quite a hurry from when Aden had gotten into the ring, and it was an unanticipated move in The Vampires mind. He would have to improvise it seemed. His second step was stopped on his right foot, with his eyes locked on Heitas arm cocking back behind him.

Aden leaned away from The Colonel, sliding his right foot back and to the left, pivoting on his left foot the same way. Heitas lefthand punch soared by, grazing the skin around Adens side. The punch was so massive, that it had even ripped a small part of his coat. This 50 Caliber punch that Heita had sent would be intercepted at the wrist by Adens right hand, and brought along with the turn of his body.

Adens own left arm cocked back at the same time, as his body continued to turn.

"Tch..."

Without a moments notice his steel arm, with its hand balled up into a tight fist would lash outwards in a quick moving hook, which would land to the left side of Heitas ribcage if it made contact.

1/10

6Colonel Iyam A Heita

Sat Nov 15, 2008 5:58 pm · id 170695167 · page 1

Assessment: In reaction to my 50 caliber; my opponent was taken aback but was swift enough to narrowly evade impact and retailiate with severe force. His left arm is made of metal, seemingly steel.

"GaHk!"

A little blood spilled out from Heita's lips, Aden's rib-bruiser had made contact. Heita's small portly companion stood outside the cage, cringing at the sight of the impact as the crowd simply gasped. Heita was slightly lifted to his toes when struck and instinctively moved his right arm across his body to cover the impacted area.

It hurt but...it was the start of the match and Heita was determined.

Fighting through the pain, he would reverse Aden's hold on his wrist and hold Aden's wrist instead. The Colonel would then lean back, pulling Aden forward and into an uprising crossing arc of his right shield arm.

The Colonel was backhanding Aden with his rotating shield.

"Alright Soldier...It's time to show me what you're made of!"

Attack/Counter:

Shield-arm Backhand

Location:

The right side of Aden's Face

Estimated Damage:

The slapped-sillies, bring-the-b***h-outs and rug-burn

Aggressive Energy

Current: 265%

Used: 0%

Added: 15%

Quote:

Announcer #1: OHMYGAWD! IT IS UNDERWAY FOLKS! WHAT AN EXCHANGE!

Announcer #2: This was definitely worth the trip...

7The Crossed Fox

Sun Nov 16, 2008 10:16 pm · id 170807035 · page 1

Adens right arm began to unexpected twist, when he felt Heitas hand grasp at his wrist. It turned and countered so easily, as if this man had been doing it for ages, and it had slipped so fluidly that the Chevalier had almost let it go unnoticed. He still fought back with his right arm, trying not to get caught into some twisted out of this world trap. He yanked,

"Ahh!", and he yanked "AHH!", and he...

THONK!

"FABITHHH! >.@"

Quote: Announcer #1: Oooh!!!! That one probably hurt his dentist!

That was when every person in the crowd, couldn't help but cringe and go "Damn!" at the horrid sight of Heitas attack.

A hard swat across the right side of his face had knocked him off into the same direction, wrenching his gripped right arm at the shoulder. The Vampire could taste his own, cold blood on the inside of his mouth, clearly something having been jarred loose or cut. Regardless of the inset pain of his mouth, Aden quickly acted and recoiled, pulling back against the grapple that Heita had put his right arm into. While doing so, The Chevaliers left steel claw would cross over with a punishing left hook for the jaw, opposing forces creating the maximum damage potential. Such a crushing blow would surely end this poor mans solid food eating days with a successful connection, or at least knock a few teeth out of his mouth.

2/10

8Colonel Iyam A Heita

Mon Nov 17, 2008 6:37 am · id 170818835 · page 1

Crrrrack!

The Vamp's steel fist crashed into Heita's jaw, sending The Colonel's entire face reeling to the right. It was all he could do to throw his face offinconjuction with the punch instead of fighting it. That little maneuver took some of the bite off but not enough to leave Heita with the perception that he could take too many more of those.

Face bloodied from having steel scrap off the upper layers of skin, Heita turn to speak and subsequently retailiate.

"You got spunk kid but I've got HEART!" The last word said under strain as Heita came back with his right shield arm to slash againist his opponent's chest. He would attempt to 'dig into' his opponent by holding the rotating sheild to Aden's chest.

Blood for Blood.

Assessment: This guy packs a wallop which is only intensified with his steel arm. Tactical change of battle strategy immanent, if I am to ensure victory.

Attack/Counter:

Shield slash...hey where have I heard that before? -ponder-

Location:

Aden's Chest

Estimated Damage:

AHHH! MY CHEST!

Aggressive Energy

Current: 280%

Used: 0%

Added: 15%

Quote:

Announcer #1: I'm suddenly reminded of that great Micheal Jackson single, Beat it...

Announcer #2: Is it because these guys are connected at the wrist while wailing away at each other?

Announcer #1: No. Because one of them has a skin tight jumpsuit on ...

Announcer #2: -begruding head nod-

9The Crossed Fox

Mon Nov 17, 2008 11:12 pm · id 170886150 · page 1

"Ugh- GAHHH!!!"

This rotating circle of metal had gotten itself wedged into Adens chest, with the friction quickly "heating things up under the collar". That cry that Aden had given was just the first sign of what could turn into a seriously bad situation. His coat began to rip under the rubbing of the shield, and then the shirt under that, the heat intensifying with every passing second. An idea popped into his head as he heard the threads of his white undershirt tear apart. He needed to get this thing off of his chest, and quick if he were to avoid anything serious.

He outstretched the fingers in his left hand, bringing it to the side of the spinning shield, and grasped it tightly at it. Sparks flew from his palm, with the heat between the two metals growing intensely. The shield began to slow, but the heat he created was beginning to singe his skin a bit, the shield barely touching the skin of his chest. The Vampire couldn't help but bare his teeth at the pain he was enduring, those sharp fangs of his flashing out to Heita, but he was determined to get this thing off of him. To escape any more of a severe burn as well, Aden began to push the shield towards the right, aiming to slam the spinning piece of metal into their grappled arms. However, once the shield was just out of the way some, he did the unthinkable,

"EAT THIS!!!!"

His left hand swiftly left the spinning shield, and aimed to slam its palm into Col. Heitas wonderfully open face. Sure, this would mean that the spinning would again ravage his chest, more so than it already had. The upside was that Heita now had a smokin' hot steel palm reaching for his face. Aden just hoped that it would be enough to give him some breathing room, and to get this shield out of the way for a bit.

3/10

10Colonel Iyam A Heita

Tue Nov 18, 2008 7:43 am · id 170897017 · page 1

SSSSssssssshhhhhOOOOOOSSSSSsssssss

Quote:

Announcer #1: OHMYGAWD!OHMYGAWD!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

Quote:

Announcer #1: WHAT A SLUG-FEST! THIS IS UNPRECEDENTED!

A hush befalls the crowd. The whimpers of one Wonder-lad is all that is heard beyond the constant screaming of the Announcer table.

Heita frantically thrust his right arm forward, deeper into Aden, before reeling back and slapping away his metal arm from his face with his shielded forearm.

One...

Two...

Three...

...stumbling steps back as his left, having let go of Aden in the commotion, now grips his singed face to remove his burnt hot shades.

His face is a mess. A culmination of black. Singed skin and face paint. Iyam's eyes are red and teary from smoke and pain. The parts of his face not blackened are sunburn red. He was pissed.

The shield had stopped. The stress Aden had put on it causing it to jam. He was pissed.

His eyes scanned the crowd, using them and the look on Wonder-lad's face to gauge the damage he had just taken. They were horrified...

...and he was pissed.

"...Your terms up Solider. Time for your dishonorable discharge!" He growled through gnashed teeth while cranking up his shield once more. The H.F.O was now gonna live up to it's name-sake.

Hieta's ******** Object.

Quote:

Announcer #1: AW GAWD! Look at his face...

Announcer #2: He doesn't look to pleased...

Announcer #1: I can imagine not after being made to look like the backside of a skillet...

Announcer #2: ...and those shades looked expensive.

11The Crossed Fox

Wed Nov 19, 2008 7:46 pm · id 171024498 · page 1

Quote: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

Aden held his palm against Heitas face for as long as he possibly could, baring with the pain that this blunt spinning edge was giving him. He then tore away, his chest now baring a new mark of battle. The gash wasn't very deep, but it was enough to get blood flowing at a good rate. Still, he grinned more at the fact that Heitas face was really never gonna look the same. He'll always have that mark of a skillet branded across the face.

The Chevalier looked upon the carnage he had invoked upon Heita, smirking at the sight of his wailing foe. Aden took no time wasting the chance he had just been given, to unveil his own beat-you-down weapon. He outstretched his left arm, after swiftly striking out his estoc with his right hand. His teeth clenched, and the sound of metal scraping, twisting and turning started to greet the ears of those within earshot with a disturbing screech. Aden then yelled to Heita through his clenched jaw,

"We'll see about that!!!"

Noticable changes began to form in Adens steel arm. It was getting large, the sleeve of his jacket and undershirt began to rip, the seams of the elbow and shoulder splitting with the expanding size of his forearm and bicep. Heita had no idea what was coming.

Steel Claw: Morph Stage

4/10

12Colonel Iyam A Heita

Thu Nov 20, 2008 12:55 pm · id 171058977 · page 1

Assessment: The steel arm can alter in dimension, however further recon is needed in order to understand what effect this change will bring. Aden has proven himself to be resilient and cunning even in the heat of battle, his tactical know-how surpassing the limitations I had placed on them. Tactical restructure in effect. Execute.

The distance between Heita and Aden was not in the least grand, it had only reached approximately 3ft beyond Aden's reach ( three steps back from Aden's outstretched arm when he tried to burn off Heita's face). All in all that would be a maximum of 5ft...

Just enough.

Heita's left foot stomped forward before pivoting and leading his waist then torso and finally right arm forward. A right cross? From this distance?

Thnk! Vrrrrrr!

Straight Shot!

Quote:

Announcer #1: What the -Bleeeep!-

Announcer #2: That is one heck of a yo-yo trick...

Like a falcon on a leash, the H.F.O. cut through the air fast on a direct course with the bridge of Aden's nose. The rotational speed and force of velocity of the steel shield so great, that light gusts could be felt as air was forced out it's way.

"Cornball...corner pocket..."

wait...

Was Heita trash-talking? An uncharacteristic trait of the revered street super-soldier as the sentiments of his right cross were made to reach Aden via his H.F.O.

Oh yeah... he was pissed.

Attack/Counter:

Straight Shot!- Launching the H.F.O. forward to hit/tear-into (if it grinds on the opponent long enough) the opponent before returning to Heita.

Location:

Bridge of Nose

Estimated Damage:

Miss Piggy-ism, Sphinx-itis, Plastic surgery, No longer needing breathe-right strips...

Aggressive Energy

Current: 300%

Used: 0%

Added: 15%

13The Crossed Fox

Sun Nov 23, 2008 11:22 am · id 171293472 · page 1

Adens arm had made it through most of its morph when the first signs of an attack started to rear its ugly head in front of him. He noticed Heita draw his arm back, making it appear as if he were ready to send a cross punch towards The Chevalier. That was insane though! Who in the right mind would send a right cross from such aaaaoooOOH!!!

The shield had launched off of The Colonels arm. Who in the hell could've seen that coming?! It caught Aden off guard at first, though his body reacted before his brain in this case. Its not like anyone wants to get hit in the head or something, y'know? He pivoted back off to his left, leaning his head away from the spinning shield. The blunt edge came so close that, at the mid-point of his turn, that he felt it brush across the brim of his nose, cutting it open some. Though Heitas strike was overall a miss, his senses were bound to be a bit screwed in a few moments.

The Chevalier wouldn't allow this to go without a reaction though, so instead of simply dodging the shot, his pivot never stopped. His left arm swung outwards behind the trail of the shield. He had spun fast enough to catch the very end of it with the newly formed arm of his, the three talons gripping the top and underside enough to keep it in grip, but light enough to keep spinning. More sparks flew when one metal rubbed against another, and when the turn met its full rotation, the talons let loose the shield back from whence it came.

Quote: Announcer #2: Now THAT was unexpected!

Unlike Heita, Aden had aimed his launch a bit lower. He wanted to hit the shields owner right in the center of the chest, to throw him off balance, catch him off guard and leave him open for the final strike in his plan.

For after he had thrown the shield, Aden had followed quickly behind it, cocking his arm back, low to the ground, opening the razor sharp talons and aiming to take The Colonel out by the knees. The impact alone would probably send him forward into some sort of spin, maybe break his knees inward if he was lucky.

5/10

14Colonel Iyam A Heita

Wed Nov 26, 2008 1:27 pm · id 171558679 · page 1

United We stand...

Aden had finally sealed his fate in the match. Heita was looking for a way to serve revenge on his figurative silver platter and his opponent just sealed the deal.

The H.F.O.'s leash would dig into Aden's back after the Colonel would simply swing his left arm forward and catch his own weapon before it striked. It was the recall feature, the announcer wasn't too off when he called Heita's Straight Shot! a yo-yo trick.

They were being forced together.

Flying Saucer/Crash-Landing

"Up and at'em, Atom Ant!" The coined phrase from Iyam's childhood was uttered through gritted teeth as he strained to lift Aden up and over head so that the Chevalier would crash into the mat face first.

Depending on the Chevalier's incoming speed to strike at Heita's knees, Aden would either have missed his intended strike due to them crashing into each other with the added push from the leash or Aden got the strike and fueled the belly to belly suplex with the added weight of an imbalanced Heita. Heita would hold his clasp on Aden until Aden otherwise broke it.

...divided YOU fall!

Attack/Counter:

Flying Saucer/Crash Landing- Throwing the H.F.O so that's it's wide surface is parallel to the ground in an arc so that the shield flies behind and around the opponent to Heita using the shield's leash to "wrap" the opponent close to Heita for a suplex.

Location:

Face or entire Dome piece

Estimated Damage:

Star and Stripes (Heh heh I got a million of them)

Neck brace puchases

Battered pride from loss to pinfall?

Aggressive Energy

Current: 300%

Used:0%

Added: 100%

Quote:

Announcer #2: Hey look at that! Hieta trying there's no hard feelings with a hu-....oh...oh damn nevermind.

Announcer #1: You're an idiot...

15The Crossed Fox

Mon Dec 01, 2008 8:51 pm · id 172039946 · page 1

"Tch..."

After Aden had let loose the flying shield, its wire had wrapped around his back and right arm. He couldn't get very far into a run without feeling the line tighten around him, and even cut into his back a bit afer digging his heels into the ground.

"Gah!"

Adens back clothing was ripped into, the skin on his back getting cut into. He couldn't keep that going for long, so he quickly devised a plan while ever so slowly being drawn towards Heita. His claw swung over, wrapped around the steel cord and gripped it tightly. The stress on his back and arm was suddenly relieved, the feeling of the cords grip loosening up on his body some. Heita was in for a surprise though, for what was in store for him was something not even the crowd would expect.

"Eat THIS!!!!"

Yelled the Chevalier, turning his body to the left and pulling the cord hard off in that direction.

Quote: Announcer #1: Is he doing what I THINK he's doing?!

Announcer #2: OHSHI- I think he is! Lets watch! 8D

The result would be Heitas body jerking along with it, and most likely being carried through the air, but the fun wouldn't stop there. Aden wasn't planning to stop here, and instead planned to spin Heita around once 'round the entire ring, before being brought down hard against the canvas. Unless something interrupted this series of events, Heitas plan will have totally backfired in his face.

6/10

16Colonel Iyam A Heita

Wed Dec 03, 2008 11:37 pm · id 172212480 · page 2

Assessment: Distance...approximately 3ft, Aden has stopped in his tracks upon realizing that he was trapped in the H.F.O.'s 'leash'. Aden seems to have super-human strength and is attempting to throw me using the H.F.O high poly-blend leash as leverage. Crash Landing maneuver rendered inoperable. Compensating...

Quote:

Announcer #2: What a tangled web we weave...(light chuckle)

Announcer #1: (glare)...I can't sit here another minute with this guy. If these two knuckle-heads would stop this foo-getty tug-o-war BULLSHIT, I could go home to a bottle of Jack and catch the John Wayne marathon...

There was a momentary struggle, before Aden would wrench the Colonel off balance and slowly to his right. The H.F.O.'s leash still pushing them closer ever so slightly as the forearm mount wanted to retrieve as much as possible no matter what. This gave Heita a fraction of a second to come up with a counter attack to his opponent.

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Quote: Adrenaline junkie- A byproduct of strike force, this secondary application of energy attributes to Hieta's speed. It allows him "burst" movement to cover ground faster and further then the average enhanced human. This give Hieta a mouse like speed in a fight (in comparison to your average human) but also make him vulnerable to fights spanning over 3 mintues before resting.

...Releasing the shield, Heita's left flung back as he darted right with the turn, having no choice in the matter really.

His goal was to funnel-in around Aden faster then the man could rotate to face Heita, this would place the Colonel in Aden's blind spot. All-the-while a sunset aura would build on Heita's left arm and when Heita felt he was in position, he would spread his feet about an inch on either side further then shoulder width apart with Aden and he now forming a "T" of some sort, skidding slightly to a halt after something a little less than a quarter turn.

Their distance wouldn't be more then a maximum of a foot apart due to the fact that Heita funneled in with the rotation. Not only with his steps but because also the arm mount was still retracting the H.F.O.'s leash.

He smirked and let loose a devastating left hook with such follow through that it jerked it's executioner into a 270 degree spin.

"HEITA CANNON-ON-ON-ON!"

Their was no real echo, Heita was just being a spazz and Wonder-lad was assisting from ring side.

Attack/Counter:

Heita Cannon- Heavier, wild punches that use strike force to blow apart soft material it comes into contact with such as clothes or even muscle, can even break bone and blow apart light armor (such as leather) upon repeated strikes to the same area.

Location:

Upper torso and Head

Estimated Damage:

OOOOOOWEEEEE!

You need a chiropractor,

A plastic surgeon,

and a paper bag before I lose my lunch...

Aggressive Energy

Current: 200%

Used: 100%

Added: 0%

17The Crossed Fox

Sun Dec 07, 2008 6:55 pm · id 172530222 · page 2

Adens attempt at giving Heita a chance at being a flying acrobat had failed. Instead, the cord that the shield had been connected to detached from its mechanism on the mans wrist just before he had darted in the other direction, allowing Aden to swing it as a makeshift whip towards his left. His balance was thrown off slightly, not expecting the change in forces to happen so suddenly, and his grip on the cord loosened up, letting the steel coil fly. He felt the tension around his waist drop off, like a bag of bricks sliding off of his back. Three clangs signaled the shields rest upon the ground, though Aden would get the chance to hear this. Instead, his attention was quickly turned back towards his ever-clever opponent. The last thing he remembered seeing was Heita darting to the right, out of the line of sight of the vampire.

The only thing that flashed through his mind was the word "Blinside", not a good word to think of nor hear in his situation. He had to react quickly to whatever may have been coming for him, and so he did at the sound of,

Quote: HEITA-

"HIIIIIYYYY-"

Aden turned heavily from left to right, hooking his large steel arm around to try and catch The Colonel off guard. This was not what was to happen at all however, for Aden had thought this to be another one of Heitas over-dramatized chants. He was not ready for this.

Quote: CANNON-ON-ON-ON

"-YAAAAA!!!"

The Chevaliers steel claw, bundled up in its over-sized fist, would slam into Heitas glowing comet of a punch, and an explosion of yellow light would shine for a brief moment on the impact, with the sounds of energy crackling off into the area around, scorching the canvas below their feet, and pulsating a fierce force against Adens steel fist of fury. The shock rocked and vibrated through the steel, up into his shoulder, and caused a menacing shudder in its structure. The blast of a strike had even sent his arm back in the other direction, throwing his balance off even more. He worked with it though, and hopped back in order to regain some sort of stature. The Chevaliers right arm had reached over, and quickly drawn out the sheathed Sabre he had carried in, and upon landing and righting his balance, he pointed it forward to keep Heita at bay. With the new distance between them both, Adens perspective of the fight grew tremendously. He had a new advantage, and thus a new ball game to play.

7/10

18Colonel Iyam A Heita

Sun Dec 07, 2008 10:09 pm · id 172548072 · page 2

Quote:

Announcer #1: These guys...never cease to amaze. What is this? An Independence Day match?

Announcer #2: THE COLORS DUKE! THE COLORS!

The H.F.O's leash was severed, which is very easily possible, and the shield was now useless. All he had left was his mitts, his kicks and his wits, well his mitts and kicks at least.

The collision of fist was buffered on Heita's end due to his aura, it's what allowed him to make contact with things harder then him and suffer minor trauma but there was still trauma. Hitting something stationary and hitting something incoming were different. It rattled the Colonel's brain and shook stuff loose.

It was on like Donkey Kong.

Adrenaline junkie was still in play and because of it, closing the distance between Aden and Heita was child's play.

Throttle into 2nd, then power-gear to 4th

Heita lurched forward with explosive speed, so fast that he was uncoordinated, which meant he was kinda sloppy with his stop.

sliiiink

Aden's saber dug into the meat of Heita's left forearm as the Colonel slowed to a stop before his opponent.

A low barely audible growl of a tone "...I said..."

Heita's cocked back right shone with the sunset aura, a tall-tell sign of what was to come. Heita's entire body swept from left to right, the Colonel's left arm clearing the way for anything in the path of the right as it careened through the air.

" HEITA! CANNON-ON-ON-ON! "

This time the crowd had joined in the chant. A variable symphony of ladies of the evening and the worst example of 'girl power'. It was a heavenly chorus for our champ.

Attack/Counter:

Right Heita Cannon

Location:

Midsection on the left side

Estimated Damage:

Heita love-handles reduction diet,

All of your ribs being on your right side,

and a Massive boo-boo

Aggressive Energy

Current: 100%

Used: 100%

Added: 0%

19The Crossed Fox

Wed Dec 10, 2008 11:58 pm · id 172796499 · page 2

Nope, there was no way Aden was going to get out of this one. As his left arm swung back, and his palm opened up to seemingly attempt to catch Heitas oncoming FALCON PUNCH! Heita Cannon once more, but it was apparent that fatigue was starting to strike the Chevalier with a vengeance, at least to that of the eye. So with an outstretched claw and a bent back arm, Aden virtually gave Heita a doorway to a menacing shot to his side. Little did the brawler know that it was instead a doorway to a trap that could very well end this fight.

CRRAAACK!!!!!

Such a sound eminated from the area of Adens ribs on the left side, the astounding slam of the cannon shaking him from the inside out,

"GA- -cough-"

The metallic taste of his own vampiric blood signified how damaging that punch was, but it was a price worth paying for what he was about to do. Just after the fist made its contact, his large left arm swiftly latched around Heitas midsection, entrapping both his right arm and most of his body. The steel arm would begin to compress around Heita, squeezing his muscular, fit body and slowly cutting off air supply to the poor mans lungs. The worst was yet to come though, for even through the blurring vision of the vampire, could a person see what was going to happen next.

His right arm ripped the sabre violently out of The Colonels left forearm, slinging the blood on its edge high into the air. His hand switched the position from point-out to point-in, aiming its dreadfully dark edge towards the two entangled warriors. The edge was fashioned for Heitas side, but Adens plans were revealed as soon as he let loose his vicious attack. The sabres edge was stabbed towards the side of Heitas knee, just above the calf. If it weren't to cripple him, it would surely bring him down to a knee at least. And if all went according to plan, Adens left arm would release its pressure, and give Heita a slamming knee to the chest for luck, panting and all coming from the Chevalier. He was POOPED.

8/10

20Colonel Iyam A Heita

Thu Dec 11, 2008 6:23 pm · id 172847792 · page 2

Assessment: Left side ribs are bruised, jaw is still sore, face is still stinging from burns, left arm sore and bleeding profusely... Cumulative damage is starting to take it's toil after repeated burst of movement. Determination fading to a twinkle...

He was too into what he was doing, too focused on getting that one solid hit to have an after plan. Heita was in a bind, literally. Aden had wrapped him up, no doubt it was his way of dealing with the Colonel's speed, and now had a near broken man at his whim.

"GaAAAAAAH!" His ribs woke him up as Aden squeezed the last bits of breathe from him.

ssssSHHHINKK!

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"

The saber was ripped out painfully, causing Heita to become frantic in movement. Heita's right arm pinned down an unable to restrain his wild left arm from flailing about. It hurt so much... so so much...

He had to make something else... somewhere else... hurt just to distract his mind. Heita's head cocked back and slammed forward. He wanted to hurt somewhere else, anywhere else...just to deal with the pain.

He did it again...headbutting anything and everything in range.

He felt woozy now, dazed but still uneasy...still unsettled cause he knew it wasn't quite over. He could still feel the life being squeezed out of him and

... call it claustrophobic, call it self preservation, call it being homophobic... but something took over and the left hand that had being flailing about in the background, straightened it's wrist, shot it's elbow up and curved it's hand into it's self so that it resembled something of a chicken wing and glowed sunset red-orange.

The first two knuckles from the thumb, that's all you ever really need. A fist was just a way of keeping focus, making sure those knuckles protruded before the rest but if you couldn't make a fist and could only curve your fingers inward enough to present those first two knuckles, and you'd have a punch.

THOOooOOM!

It cut across so clean, so sharp, it gave a faint whistle before colliding with flesh.

Heita Cannon

He was too far gone to utter it. His body just reacted. It was now over for him...

A last ditch effort to save himself with the last of his overhead aggression bar, which went from 100% ( a third of yellow showing ) to 0 and all red.

A meek echo of " CANNON-ON-ON-ON!" filled the otherwise silent arena. Just before the strike, a semi-conscience Heita had noticed Aden's saber poised to strike somewhere below his left arm. Welp if his head was still intact, Aden would be able to strike with zero opposition. Heita was spent and too injured to try and regain any energy in his bar.

Attack/Counter:

Two Headbutts

(left) Heita Cannon

Third in succession

Location:

(Headbutts) Face

(Heita Cannon) Jawline

Estimated Damage:

Freddy Kruger,

Deadpool (unmassked),

Ground meat,

Y'all have something in common...

Aggressive Energy

Current: 0%

Used: 100%

Added: 0%

Quote:

Announcer #1 : I think it's finally over folks...

Announcer #2 : Whichever way the flag falls on this one...it was one hell of a fight folks.

Announcer #1 : ...This is the mark of true champions ladies and gentlemen. They get in there and they give it their all... no holds-barred slobber-knocker.

Announcer #2 : Is it weird that I could go for sloppy-joe right now? A sloppy-joe with chili fries and hawaiian punch...

Announcer #1 : ... ( tosses down his headphone and mic) HIETA CANNON-ON-ON-ON!

Announcer #2 : (laid the ******** out)...

21The Crossed Fox

Thu Dec 11, 2008 10:31 pm · id 172868929 · page 2

SMACK!

"GWAAAH!"

CRACK!

"GAAAAH!"

A string of two headbutts clashed behind one another with the fury of a large flaming chinese battering ram, knocking sense into the vampires face and a hell of a lot more behind that. The first one dulled his senses, the second struck a nerve and split his upper lip, causing what was to be one of the largest headaches the Chevalier would ever have to endure for now. His grip was shaky on the sabres handle, but he was sure that he would be able to-

WHHHHHHACK!!!!!!

"MAH FABBIITTTH!"

Uhhh, nevermind. The sabre flew from Adens hands as the cannonball of a fist collided with the right side of his face. His grip around Heita loosened up as well, right after he began to fall that is.

K'THUMP

Down went the vampire, landing lazily on his left side. Blood flowed from the open wound in his lip, as well as from the inside of his mouth. His vision blurred, though he was not completely knocked out. He was still coherent to an extent at least, and that was demonstrated by his valiant attempts at getting up. Dizzy, fatigued and just totally out of it, Aden felt that he couldn't go on for too much longer. Hell, the two men were slumped along side each other, with just a couple of feet between them. This fight was done, two warrios having fought for a spot in a tournament, two warriors that fell at the exact moment. A DRAW

9/10