Staring down from atop a towering skyscraper, Chaoxytal smirked before brandishing his sword and leaping towards the busy intersection beneath him. A dangerously loud crash could be heard as the impact from the fall violently uprooted any nearby concrete within a half-mile radius, destroying everything in it's immediate vicinity. Amidst the smoke, fire, and various debris that progressively engulfed the area, a lone silhouette could be seen rising from the center. With a fierce outward burst of energy, he dissipated the smoke, clearing a visible path between himself and his opponent.

"Jayrok!", the battered yet undamaged figure exclaimed.

He charged toward his adversary, slowly unsheathing his blade in the process, "Prepare yourself!"

Background music starts to play as the epic battle is about to commence. Looking at his foe directly in the eye, he knows that his battle will be filled with intensity like no other. He calmly visualizes his past training. His method of meditation. It helps calms the nerves and sharpens his focus on the battle at hand. He opens his eyes and smirks. Honor. He has finally faced a worthy adversary. The fate of two lives is at stake to see how will reign on top. The wind blows and the clouds start forming as if foreshadowing a bloody, intense, but honorable battle. And now....it begins....



Jayrok: Let's see what you've got.









BATTLE MUSIC created by Jayrok

Chaoxytal continued towards his target, increasing his speed with every step. After having fully unsheathed his blade, he poured the entirety of his strength into a quick horizontal leap, propelled further by the vigorous momentum behind him. He carefully planned out his trajectory in order to send himself crashing into his opponent at maximum speed.

Just before impact, he spun himself upside down, striking his enemy with a forceful upward slash while still airborne. The combatants blade's connected, firmly pressed together as the two propelled as one. While still riding on the force of momentum, Chaoxytal vaulted himself from his opponent's blade using his own, throwing himself directly above and behind his opponent.

"Eat this!", he screamed, as he lunged towards his target...

Final Epic by Jayrok



A new music theme starts as the battle intensifies.

His opponent lunging forward, he attempts to block however, his opponent being fast, slices his arm. After a brief recovery, he charges towards his opponent and they exchange hit after hit with each blow producing massive electromagnetic currents that causes erosion to the ground as well as nearby trees, damaging them in the process. The fight rages on, as each opponents determination and strength increases.



AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!! You maybe skilled, but I will defeat you!!!!

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Chaoxytal winced, shielding his eyes from the giant, bright orange wallpaper that suddenly appeared before him.

"What kind of trickery is this!?", he exclaimed.

Getting back to the battle, Chaoxytal charged through the oversized wallpaper, shattering it into a million pieces. His opponent lay on the other side, eagerly awaiting his arrival. The two once again clashed, but this time Chaoxytal had something else in store for him. He leaped back, smirked at his opponent, and held his sword horizontally in front of him. With a quick slide of his hand over the blade's edge, he cried out to it, awakening it from it's slumber.

"Souten ni Zase, Hyourinmaru!!"

The once normal looking blade transformed into a slightly larger version of itself, with a newly acquired chain and crescent blade attached to it's hilt. Attacking with both ends of the weapon proved quite beneficial, as it took twice as much effort to dodge and parry the oncoming assault. With each passing strike the surrounding climate grew colder and colder, dropping in temperature and causing much of the surrounding area to freeze in the process.

Chaoxytal saw an opening in his opponent's defense and quickly threw the crescent end of his weapon around his opponent's, tethering around it and then locking it in place. With his opponent's weapon briefly constricted, Chaoxytal tugged it aside and charged in with a long-winded punch, riding the evergrowing ice beneath his feet.

"Let's see your wallpaper save you now!!"

Intensity by Jayrok






Impressed with his opponent's prowess, he re evaluates his strategy. It looks as if he underestimated his opponent. Astounded by the amount of strength his opponent has, he stays calm. He closes his eyes, raises his blade and focuses his energy. In one word....he powers up.

Ban......KAI!





He smirks, and charges towards his opponent. Swinging his blade with full force, his opponent is somewhat able to block each blow, however, in an instance he smirks once more and increases his speed tremendously. He circles around his opponent slashing and hacking away. Managing to somewhat lower his opponent's defenses and gets a slice in on his opponent's arm.





It's only begun.....

He stares his opponent down and starts laughing menacingly as if he's anothers person.

Let's take it up a notch....

He transforms and unleashes his 2nd tier power. The amount of energy he emits causes the ground and anything within his power diamater to erode at an astounding rate. He pauses.....and closes his eyes..stands still...and stares at his opponent with a vicious smile....

Your turn....

"Impressive...", said Chaoxytal, with an intrigued smile across his face.

"All that from an action figure... I must say, I'm surprised..."

Without a moment's notice, Chaoxytal had disappeared and reappeared in front of his foe.

"You seem to be boasting that speed of yours, but let's see how well it fares when you lose your traction."

The environment grew progressively cooler, freezing more and more of the surrounding area in the process. With a quick wave of his sword, an increasingly strong wind began to brew. Before long the landscape was completely covered in ice and snow, with gale force winds bearing down on the battlefield.

"Let's see how you like this!!"

An immense burst of wind crashed down between the two, kicking up most of the fallen snow into the air. Chaoxytal knew that his opponent's vision would be temporarily impaired, and acted accordingly. He charged his foe, leaping through the blizzard as if it were nothing, showing no loss of speed or stamina. The critical environment change was very much playing in Chaoxytal's favor, as he effortlessly adapted to the arctic conditions. A punch landed, and another, and then another. His opponent was clearly having trouble keeping up in the slippery setting. By now his wound was completely enveloped in ice, acting as an armored shield from further damage.

"I hope you're not through yet... we were just getting started!!"

Immediately following his statement, several large shards of ice began forming in the atmosphere. More and more slowly began to materialize as time progressed, until finally they rained down in unison, zeroing in on the unfortunate opposition.

In a flash of rainbowy light, a figure appeared. It was not an action figure, but the figure of the Sexy Sasquatch of the Center, Peeve.


"Time for this to stop being a cat fight and become more of a sissy fight. Time for you all to get Pummeled by the Hummels!

Demac strolls past. Glances up towards the epic battle, but suddenly realises he's late for a dentist appointment.


He Leaves

Slyph had trailed these... Things, surruptitiously for weeks, He saw what they could do, weave intricate webs of blood and air with the deft and casual Wave of a blade in the blink of an eye, Lay battlefields to waste with a beam of light or flame sorcerously conjored from the palm, Eat the bar peanuts from the filthiest dives this side of Sodom and Gomorrah without apparent gastric meltdown, Of their intentions he knew nought, However he recalled his Pa's words from his childhood; "Son, Kill 'em all, and let God sort them out". Well, the voice in his head called itself an Angel, and that was close enough to a God, "For all intents and purposes", Besides, they used some sort of twisted sourcery from the land of the rising sun, He peeked out at them through the scope he had crudely duct-taped to the top of his lever-action, His bullets incendary Kryptonite, Hollow, the core filled with a mix of mercury, cyanide and Lourdes holy water. The wind blew the stetson from his head, sending it bouncing around the filthy, third-floor hotel room, the radio tuned to http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=krVACUbciJE He allowed his angel to guide his hands, and of their own accord, his rifle, Bessie, appeared to lock onto the short one made of plastic, He squeezed the trigger...

*Jambi goes Super Saiyajin 2 and pees in Slyph's hair*

*Jambi phases out of sight*

Slyph screams with fright, drops the rifle and goes "EWWWWWWWWE!", then shakes like a dog, showering all in range with hot peepee.