[BF15] Tournament

[Silverdream]

Warhead tested his hammer's alternate weapons, watching each button's effect. A spurt of fire erupted from the tip. Then a grenade. Then a spray of bullets. Then ice.

"Didn't you read ze packet and inztructions I had give you?" asked Alois Von Bragallot. The thing was 300 pages long. Much more than this Warhead could stay awake for. "No, but it made for good asswipe." said Warhead. "Ve haff to take zis seriously. Ze other team is made ov und Silvadream, und Captain Jam und Snake Yellow und Sackhead."

Alois was a veteran of many tournaments, and it showed. Aside from his brain, his body was entirely destroyed. He had become a copper coloured cyborg, bristling with guns and secret weapons. His singularization had only served to make him a better warrior and leader. He could easily survey the battlefield and keep track of his teammates, and act as artillery support. Alois reckoned that he would have won a tournament by now, if only his teammates hadn't always been so incompetent.

"Alright. Ze battleground is empty city. Building in center is priority. From top, there is no cover. Varhead, you vill take ze Eastern side. Act as distraction. Do much damage as possible. Little Jack und Major Natalya take ze Vest. I vill take center, und cover both side."

The team broke their huddle. Natalya and Little Jack ran to the West. Warhead turned on the stream of fire, and rode his hammer like a witch on a broom, cackling and screaming. Alois released several drones to scout the arena, and began running to the town's center.

It wasn't soon until Bragallot had found someone with a drone. The snake bro hiding behind rubble. It quickly fired an arrow at the drone, ending the feed. "Ah, but it is too late little snake. Natalya, Little Jack, Snake Yellow near your position. Avoid arrows, try to take out at far range. Have poison."

Little Jack roared, and ran forward towards Snake Yellow. "Little Jack, no!" shouted Natalya, who fired lasers into the rubble. Snake Yellow was pinned down. With his giant arms, Jack plowed through the rocks and debris. Only to be stabbed in the eye with Snake Yellow's poison shiv. She whipped her tail around his back, and began to wrap herself around him. Little Jack kept struggling, trying to pull Snake Yellow off of him. She continued to stab into him. Each time she stabbed, he grunted and shouted louder. Natalya moved her rifle's sight to follow Snake Yellow, but they moved too fast. She fired anyway, burning a hole clean through Little Jack's bicep.

"Nice, you're doing my job for me, tuts." Natalya turned around, only to come face to face with Sackhead. He blasted her point blank with his sawed-off, knocking her down. "Man, this is easy. I'm not even trying either. Maybe I'll see if I can kill someone with my snubnose." Natalya moved slowly. Her armour had taken most of the blow, but she was knocked flat on her ass. She mover her hand to the pistol in her holster, and pointed it at Sackhead. She pulled the trigger, and the laser burned through the kevlar holster and through Scratchhead's leather jacket. He grabbed at the hole in his chest, coughing. She fired again. He fell to his knees. Again. His right hand was melted. Again. Again. Again. He lied down on the ground, lifeless. His burned skin and flesh smelling like an overcooked hamburger.

Natalya stood, using her rifle to prop herself up. She watched Snake Yellow continue to stab and bite Jack. But Jack was fighting back. He bashed Snake Yellow with cement debris, and with his own fists until he heard her bones break. With effort, he ripped her off him. He punched a glass window, cutting his fist at the end of his burned and slashed arm. He grabbed a big shard of glass, and held Snake Yellow's neck in his other hand. He slashed her throat in one quick motion, and then laid her teeth on the curb, before giving her a quick stomp.

"Alois, we've taken the West side. Two targets eliminated. Sackhead and Snake Yellow." said Natalya. "Little Jack is cut and poisoned, and his right arm has a hole in the middle of it, but he's functioning as normal."

Natalya got no response. "Warhead, come in." she said.

"Where, vag or anus?" he responded. "I'm fighting two at once, love. Help would be appreciated."

"Little Jack, we're moving out to the East Side. Follow me."

She and Little Jack ran through the building's ground floor. She saw several flashes at the other side, and heard many explosions. She took cover by a window, peeking at the battle. Warhead was fighting an aerial battle against Silvadream and Captain Jam. "Look's like it's time to party." she said.

Little Jack ran up the stairs, and burst through the second story wall, tackling Silvadream in midair and bringing him to the ground. Jack punched Silva, again and again, until Captain Jam ran him through with his Orange Transparent Chainsaw. Natalya fired at that instant, clipping his left wing.

Warhead deactivated the fire, and raised his hammer. He sailed, expecting to fall on the ground and nail Captain Jam with his mighty weapon. But Captain Jam had other plans. Jam reached into his pocket, and threw a grenade at Warhead. It exploded in midair, causing him to crash through a nearby window. Little Jack grabbed Captain Jam and Silvadream's throats with a finger on each hand. His gauntlets opened up, coating both of them in napalm. He collapsed.

Captain Jam screamed, and ran around, pulling a knife out and wildly slashing the air. With one swing, Warhead crushed his skull, ending his pain.

Silvadream stood up, not on fire. "lol bitches can't even shield". Natalya bulled out a heavy bolter, and fired hundreds of rounds at Silvadream. The shells pounded against his shield, but he continued to walk slowly forward, before taking out a tiny chrome pistol. He fired once at Natalya, who exploded in chunks of blood and guts.

Warhead bashed his hammer against Silvadream, sometimes causing him to move a few inches. He kept swinging until the hammer broke. "Cheap Germans can lick my arse." He ran towards Little Jack. If anything could get through those shields, it was the OTC. He felt all around Little Jack's back, but he found nothing. He felt a pain radiating from his waist, and fell over. "Looking for this?" asked Sackhead. "You should always double tap." Sackhead cut Warhead into little bits.

[Quantumsurfer]

Badass.

[Zupponn]

Little Jack is so fucking awesome.

[Quantumsurfer]

• Concept and Theme: 5/10
• Form: 6/10
• Voice: 8/10
• Style: 12/20
• Presentation: 4/10

Total Judge Score: 31/50

[runnybabbit223]

Concept and theme: 4/10
Form: 5.5/10
Voice: 8/10
Style: 14/20
Presentation: 4.5/10

TOTAL: 31.5/50

[The Shadowscythe]

• Concept and Theme: 7/10
• Form: 5/10
• Voice: 9/10
• Style: 15/20
• Presentation: 6/10

Total Judge Score: 36/50

Side Notes - I was not featured in this story. Therefore I am dissapoint.