||Meshonen & Craven
|**Zoan and Redhawk emerge and walk to the ring. Redhawk uses his life|
saver, knowing that Craven is an insane man and the usual “No Killing” rule would mean
little to him. Zoan and Redhawk enter the ring. Sei enters from the opposite side alone.
He hops into the ring alone.**
Zoan: Where’s his partner?
Announcer: Sei, where is Roderik Craven?
Sei: He’ll be here.
**Redhawk feels a presence behind. He is about to turn his head when he notices the
knife near his throat. The knife is raised in front of Redhawk’s face.**
Craven: It’s very beautiful, isn’t it?
**Craven turns the knife so it reflects the sunlight.**
Craven: Look how it shines.
**Craven moves the knife with lightning speed and makes a shallow cut on Redhawk’s
shoulder. He moves the knife back into place in front of Redhawk. It’s now got blood
smeared on the blade.**
Craven: More beautiful now.
**Craven pulls the knife back and Redhawk moves forward and turns to face Craven.
Craven pulls the knife to his mouth and slowly licks the blood from the blade. He audibly
Craven: That.. wonderful.. sweet coppery taste. mmm.
Announcer: uhh.. Mr. Craven I have to ask you to join your teammate on the other side of
**Craven zips to Meshonen’s side.**
Announcer: You can begin anytime.
**Zoan and Redhawk are unsure of what to do. Partly because of no planning. Partly
because Roderik Craven is a disturbing character. Roderik leaps into the air. With quick
movements his hands are filled with weapons. Using his quick speed he begins hurling
them down at his adversaries at high speed.**
Zoan: ****! Move!
**Zoan dives to his left whilst Redhawk dives in the opposite direction. Several knives
follow them as they move, sticking into the concrete behind them. Zoan hits the ground
and rolls, standing back up onto his feet.**
**An energy beam slams into Zoan’s face. He bends back, rolling with the blow but
**Meshonen snaps his fingers in rapid succession sending several beams at Zoan. The
beams pounds into his chest forcing him back to the edge of the ring before the last beam
runs out. Erstwhile Redhawk is dodging thrown sharp stuff from Roderik. Redhawk leaps
to the side of a sword then jumps at Craven. Redhawk rams his shoulder into Craven’s
stomach, tackling him to the ground. Craven rakes the knives on his arm across
Redhawk’s chest then kicks him off. Redhawk stands at the same time Craven does.
Craven looks at the trickles of blood running down Redhawk’s chest.**
Meshonen: Roderik! #2! Poking.. PSYCHOPATH!
**Meshonen dashes forward at Zoan and rapidly begins jamming his finger in Zoan’s
Zoan: What the?!
**Craven ducks a kick from Redhawk and a knife slides into his hand. He throws it
sideways. It sticks into up to the hilt into Zoan’s left arm. Redhawk zips to Zoan and
Meshonen and Craven fall back. Redhawk pulls the knife from Zoan’s arm.**
Meshonen: Keep to the strategy Craven.
Craven: Look at it. A wonderful shade of red.
**Craven is fixated on the blood pumping out of Zoan’s wound. Zoan and Redhawk
resume their stances. Craven takes a handful of something out of his pocket. He opens his
hand to reveal many gl****shards. He dumps them onto his left hand and takes off at high
speed. Very fast he flicks the gl****shards at his opponents. Zoan and Redhawk frantically
dodge the high-speed cutting devices. Meshonen raises both hands and snaps his fingers
at the same time.**
**He then presses his thumbs to the ground. The ring shakes beneath his opponents and
Zoan and Redhawk lose ballance. Craven’s flicking picks up speed as he rittles the two
with gl****shards.Craven eventually runs out and must cease flicking. Both Redhawk and
Zoan have been cut up severely. Craven dashes and appears behind Redhawk. Too fast
for Redhawk to counter Craven reaches around, finds the cuts from his earlier kunai
attack and plunges the index and middle finger of his left hand into the wound. Redhawk
cries out. Craven wiggles his fingers in the wound but before he can do much worse Zoan
punches him in the face sending him flying to the other side of the ring. Craven stands up
and looks at his bloody fingers. He sticks them in his mouth and licks them clean. Zoan
charges Craven as Redhawk buckles. Meshonen gets in front of Craven and Zoan and Sei
start their own fight. Craven dashes at Redhawk eager to finish. Redhawk stands quickly,
fueled with more adrenaline. He dashes forward and slams Roderik’s own knife into
Roderik’s right shoulder. The force of the impact competes with Roderik’s intertia and he
falls onto his back on some of the gl****shards he had flicked earlier. Redhawk breathes
havily as the referee counts. Craven stands up and grins. He grins wider as he pulls the
knife from his shoulder. He brings it to his mouth and licks it clean. Redhawk detects a
power up building it Craven. Craven looks and sees that the hilt of the knife is
considerably thick... He dashes at Redhawk in his bloodlusted speed, holding the knife by
the blade. he gauges his target and plunges the handle of the knife into the wound he
made with his fingers earlier. Redhawk’s voice catches in his throat and he p***es out
from the pain. Zoan here’s the referee announce the count out of Redhawk and is
distracted briefly.. long enough to Meshonen to slam a punch into his face. He quickly
snaps his fingers.**
**The blast catches Zoan in the face. As Zoan his the ground Redhawk has reached 10 on
the count. Craven takes his knife and walks to Meshonen as Zoan is counted out.**
Announcer: At the conclusion of this blood bath your winner are Seikun Meshonen and
Meshonen & Craven
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