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Daken vs venom by agathexu-d4z2wcf

Pallas: -The time has come now and the Preliminary rounds have come to an end. With the individual fights coming around the corner out of the two Super Soldiers it would look like Duke is fighting first. Both Super Soldiers look up at the screen that shows the upcoming fights and it reads out-“Duecalion Gray VS Drake”-Duke adjusts the welding goggles on his eyes and looks at Damian saying-“Do you know who you are fighting?”-Damian nods and says-“Some Aiden guy, shouldn’t be much of an issue. You should be fine as well hahaha, we’ve worked too hard to get beat in the first round.”-Duke smirks a bit and nods in agreement with his brother. The announcer then appears through the speakers saying-“May Deucalion Gray and Drake make their way to the fighting posts. It is time to check in!”- Duke and Damian both cross their arms as a sign of a warriors good luck. (KrillinandGoku.png) No words are said between the two after that as the level of seriousness quickly overcomes the area. Damien nods his head at his brother and Duke begins to walk towards the check in area. (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=06eeWPA75lA#t=10) Duke walks up to the platform that leads to the fighting grid and he is welcomed by one of the GMAF medical workers. The worker begins to ask Duke questions as the lift begins to slowly take Duke to the grid.-“You understand that the chance of death is high and any rulebreakers will be DQ’d instantly?”-Duke nods his head and says-“I won’t be dying here, though my opponent may share that fate…”-The worker rolls his eyes probably hearing that all the time and he begins to write things down on a clipboard. He then asks-“Will you be requesting any weapons to use in the fight? Or are you carrying any weapons on you?”- Duke raises up his hands and like a flash, his bone claws shoot out of his hands and he says to the worker-“Just my body. I won’t be needing anything else.”-The worker nods his head again, writing down that Duke is not requesting any weapons. The worker then asks-“Will you be wearing those goggles with you?”-Duke once again nods and the worker wraps up his questions saying-“Okay, that will be all. Good luck in your match.”-The lift comes to a stop now and Duke slowly comes off the edge and onto the arena grid. As he does so he looks around and sees all the fans in the stands watching, he was secretly looking for Milena. (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XYFdldfYEJk) Once he walks onto the arena floor, Thunderstruck begins to play and the fans begin to go wild. On the supertron TV the GMAF has hanging above the area, it plays the highlights of Duke’s actions in the prelim fights. The video shows Duke biting the throats out the contenders and being an overall beast killing people one by one. As that happens fireworks begin to burst into the air, moving along with the beat of the song. The announcer then appears (http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lypbh8cGeY1r7td67o1_1280.png) and with a microphone in hand he begins to introduce Duke.-“Ladies and Gentleman! We welcome you to the second generation of the GMAF’s Final Rounds!”-The fans cheer in excitement as they all listen to him speak.-“In this corner!”-He then points at Duke as he twirls the microphone in the air and catches it behind his back.-“We have one of the most brutal fighters we have ever seen in the GMAF’s since Donnie Yun became “The Limb Remover” almost twenty years ago! He’s giant! He’s mean! And he is here to wreck all of our contenders! STAND ON YOUR MOTHER FUCKIN FEET FOR…”-He then throws the microphone in the air and gets a running start to catch up to his toss. He then slides on the floor with his left hand pointed at Duke and he catches the microphone in his right hand. Once he catches the microphone he puts it to his mouth and yells out at the top of his lungs-“DEUCALIONNNNN!!!!! “The DevilDog”!!!! GRRRRRAAAYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!”-Once the name is announced, fireworks begin to burst all around the area with a bright red color. In the center of the arena the fireworks to show the image of a raging devildog and the supertron TV displays images of Duke in his fighting stanc, bouncing around the fighting area. Deucalion stands in the center of the arena now and he laughs a bit at how well the GMAF staff had put effort into making everything as extravagant as ever. The fans rage wild in the stand as people carry signs saying-“DevilDog Rules them All!”-People wear welding goggles as if they had become trademark memorabilia for Duke’s new fans. Now that Duke had been introduced it is now time for his opponent to enter the arena and for him to choose the setting they fight in.(You can choose where we fight Whyatt)-


SilithriasMorogroth: -Drake, standing silently would look upwards at the screen, green eyes veiled behind ever dark sunglasses, the chill air breezing down over the man as he awaited the time to enter the Arena, when with an electronic ‘’bing’’ the screen in front of him would light up ‘’ Duecalion Gray VS Drake!’’ would scroll across it, and Drake would smile. He had heard of the man, had never SEEN him, but he had indeed heard of the infamous ‘’Duke’’ –Hearing the announcer scream into the Mic- ‘’FIIIIGHTERS, APPROACH YOUR LIFTS.’’ –And Drake, dropping his shirt to the ground to expose his bare chest and tattoo’s removing his gloves and sunglasses as well, folding them neatly and setting them on a nearby bench, walking to the lift [1] Only to likewise be stopped by a worker as well, whom would inform of the rules and then stopping him just before the lift he would state- ‘’Your opponent has decided to let you have free choosing of the environment in which your battle will commence. ‘’ –Drake’s mind would race at this, should he chose Cityscape where the buildings would give mass cover and nice dark places to hide, or should he chose the jungle where ambushing his opponent would be relatively easy, or should he go with the open plains and do a blitzkrieg method of attacking, so many choices with so little time- ‘’Cityscape.’’ –Would be Drakes muttered words before he would begin that final walk torward the lift, heavy bootsteps falling behind him as the world would seem to dim, Drake readying the Symbiote internally for rapid deployment, as soon as the battle started he wanted to be in and ready for action. Walking into the mechanical lift Drake would reach over, feeling the cool metal underneath his skin, a pneumatic ‘’Hissss’’ as the doors would close and the mechanical ‘’thrummm’’ as the lift would ascend, a metal hole opening in the roof to the crowds screaming roar, and the announcer, standing upon his podium would point to Drake- ‘’IN THIS CORNER, You know him as the Monster in your closet, that psycho motherfucker we all know and love, brutality incarnate, and might I say, a perfect match against Devildog Duke! WE HAVE DRAKEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE’’ –Screaming the name, and Drake throwing his arms up would wave them at the crowd, inciting them for more applause, the announcer speaking up once again- ‘’And with this, Duke has decided to give DRAKE the arena, and drake has chosen…. The… CITYSCAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAPE.’’ –As he would say it the entire arena would shimmer and materializing from then air would be a decaying cityscape, abandoned vehicles and burnt out buildings littering a place that looked like it had been bombed by a nuclear weapon, such was the destruction. Drake, falling to his knees would undergo a massive transformation, his the Symbiote coming to surface much more quickly than it had in the previous encounters, it exploding from his body [2] ] –It forming the supersuit that transformed Drake from a normal man to a monster, from a petty human to a superbeing the symbiote’s muscles would flex as if testing them, and as the face would split open to reveal those deadly teeth and the liquid poison would form across the skin, Drake would let out a roar as the announcer would scream- ‘’AND LET THE COMBAT, BEGIN!’’ – And the creature, hearing those words would open its mouth, releasing an ear piercing scream that shattered the windows of nearby cars, and at close range could seriously disorient an opponent, but in lue of this, a standard attack method was coming up, tentacles created from the symbiote would explode of Drake’s back, six of them in total, and reaching up they would grab a car, bringing it back and with massive force would hurtle the vehicle toward his opponent, though this was not the actual attack, this was a distraction. For as soon as the vehicle left the tentacles grasp the beast would sprint with amazing speed over to a building jumping onto it and then jumping off, and as it would fall it would spin, and issuing from it would be a great many spikes, formed out of the symbiote fluid, and hardening on contact with the air, these spikes would hurtle from the body of the creature as it fell torward the earth in its spin, each dart was covered in the same poison that Drakes body was covered in, upon contact, either through the skin or being hit with the spikes, even a scratch would cause immideate mass hallucination followed by paralysis of the limb that was struck. After flinging the spikes the creature would roll out of the spin, hitting the ground with such force that it would buckle under the massive pressure, causing the asphalt to skin into the earth slightly-

DeliriousAres: (( http://youtu.be/ZL4MGwlZuAc))Keyth watched Duke and Drake enter the arena. He had been up against the wall watching the screen with there highlights going on. But... something inside of his gut made Keyths gut twist and turn as he walked to the edge of the fighers look out arena. It allowed them to stand in the field and watch the fight above rather than sitting in the stands with the fans. Milena had taken a seat with Kin and Keyomi. Holding them both she'd wave at Duke if he had been able to pick her out from the stands. Keyth saw her, so duke should have too. His gut twisted... he was terrifyed.. he felt something was off with this match. Something didnt add up. " It's... It's... Something isnt right.." That's when his eyes went wide watching Drake change his shape and form made Keyths jaw drop. " Wh-..What!?" Trying to since chi. He couldnt. "...That's nothing you Hadou related..." He said holding his stomach. The twisting nasuea burried deep as he looked to the right, a frown on his face. "...This wont end well."



SilithriasMorogroth: -Drake, standing silently would look upwards at the screen, green eyes veiled behind ever dark sunglasses, the chill air breezing down over the man as he awaited the time to enter the Arena, when with an electronic ‘’bing’’ the screen in front of him would light up ‘’ Duecalion Gray VS Drake!’’ would scroll across it, and Drake would smile. He had heard of the man, had never SEEN him, but he had indeed heard of the infamous ‘’Duke’’ –Hearing the announcer scream into the Mic- ‘’FIIIIGHTERS, APPROACH YOUR LIFTS.’’ –And Drake, dropping his shirt to the ground to expose his bare chest and tattoo’s removing his gloves and sunglasses as well, folding them neatly and setting them on a nearby bench, walking to the lift [3] Only to likewise be stopped by a worker as well, whom would inform of the rules and then stopping him just before the lift he would state- ‘’Your opponent has decided to let you have free choosing of the environment in which your battle will commence. ‘’ –Drake’s mind would race at this, should he chose Cityscape where the buildings would give mass cover and nice dark places to hide, or should he chose the jungle where ambushing his opponent would be relatively easy, or should he go with the open plains and do a blitzkrieg method of attacking, so many choices with so little time- ‘’Cityscape.’’ –Would be Drakes muttered words before he would begin that final walk torward the lift, heavy bootsteps falling behind him as the world would seem to dim, Drake readying the Symbiote internally for rapid deployment, as soon as the battle started he wanted to be in and ready for action. Walking into the mechanical lift Drake would reach over, feeling the cool metal underneath his skin, a pneumatic ‘’Hissss’’ as the doors would close and the mechanical ‘’thrummm’’ as the lift would ascend, a metal hole opening in the roof to the crowds screaming roar, and the announcer, standing upon his podium would point to Drake- ‘’IN THIS CORNER, You know him as the Monster in your closet, that psycho motherfucker we all know and love, brutality incarnate, and might I say, a perfect match against Devildog Duke! WE HAVE DRAKEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE’’ –Screaming the name, and Drake throwing his arms up would wave them at the crowd, inciting them for more applause, the announcer speaking up once again- ‘’And with this, Duke has decided to give DRAKE the arena, and drake has chosen…. The… CITYSCAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAPE.’’ –As he would say it the entire arena would shimmer and materializing from then air would be a decaying cityscape, abandoned vehicles and burnt out buildings littering a place that looked like it had been bombed by a nuclear weapon, such was the destruction. Drake, falling to his knees would undergo a massive transformation, his the Symbiote coming to surface much more quickly than it had in the previous encounters, it exploding from his body [4] ] –It forming the supersuit that transformed Drake from a normal man to a monster, from a petty human to a superbeing the symbiote’s muscles would flex as if testing them, and as the face would split open to reveal those deadly teeth and the liquid poison would form across the skin, Drake would let out a roar as the announcer would scream- ‘’AND LET THE COMBAT, BEGIN!’’ – And the creature, hearing those words would open its mouth, releasing an ear piercing scream that shattered the windows of nearby cars, and at close range could seriously disorient an opponent, but in lue of this, a standard attack method was coming up, tentacles created from the symbiote would explode of Drake’s back, six of them in total, and reaching up they would grab a car, bringing it back and with massive force would hurtle the vehicle toward his opponent, though this was not the actual attack, this was a distraction. For as soon as the vehicle left the tentacles grasp the beast would sprint with amazing speed over to a building jumping onto it and then jumping off, and as it would fall it would spin, and issuing from it would be a great many spikes, formed out of the symbiote fluid, and hardening on contact with the air, these spikes would hurtle from the body of the creature as it fell torward the earth in its spin, each dart was covered in the same poison that Drakes body was covered in, upon contact, either through the skin or being hit with the spikes, even a scratch would cause immideate mass hallucination followed by paralysis of the limb that was struck. After flinging the spikes the creature would roll out of the spin, hitting the ground with such force that it would buckle under the massive pressure, causing the asphalt to skin into the earth slightly-
HollowJak: ((just saying my character is nowhere near the arena at this point just adding that in))


Pallas: -( http://www.listenonrepeat.com/watch/?v=6nyGIO7iAPs) Deucalion watches as Drake transforms into a black goopy mess and he slowly crosses his arms with a smirk on his face. Duke says to himself-“So he thinks himself a beast because he bares fangs?...hmm…We shall find out…”- The area around them begins to shift into a cityscape and Duke is welcomed to this area. He is well trained in fighting in the city and with the cover of shade, he is more welcome to the idea of having some darkness. With the fighting area becoming a city, the sight of all the fans and even the sounds of the arena fades away, leaving just the two fighters together in their silence. The quiet dead city rings through with a small wind lifting the dirt up off the floor below them. The silence is quickly broken as the beast in front of him unleashes a roar as a sign of his readiness to battle. The glass shatters around the two of them and Duke slowly lifts his head to look around at the glass breaking. With the smirk still on his face he says to the beast in front of him-“That was cute…”-He then slowly spreads his feet shoulders width apart and with his hands balled into fists at his sides he unleashes a thunderous roar of his own.( http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hLKQgAT703g#t=41 just the roar at 0:41 seconds) The ground below him cracks and the roar shakes the landscape around them like an earthquake. With small buildings barely standing on their own the massive quake actually causes the small buildings to crumble to the ground as if they were being demolished! Large grey clouds of rubble and gravel lift up into the air as this happens. Once Duke had finished his roar he looks back at the beast in front of him who has now gone into attack by lifting a car up with its tentacles. Duke remains in his stance as the car comes flying at him. The car flies through the air in a spinning motion, heading straight towards his body. (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TTFhZptSn-Q) Duke raises up his hands and with perfect timing he grabs onto the edges of the hood on the car. The impact of catching the vehicle causes Duke to slide back on his feet for a few meters taking the impact of the attack but with his amazing strength he holds onto the vehicle and stands his ground. He then sees out of the corner of his eye he sees the black beast preparing another attack, this time with its spikes. The black liquid that is thrown quickly hardens into spikes and Duke has to quickly react to try and avoid this air strike. Using the car to his advantage now, Duke turns the car into a shield and places it in front of him in the direction that the spikes are raining down. The black spikes individually begin to impale themselves into the metal of the vehicle quickly stopping on the impact, not breaking through the vehicle. The others would most likely land around him and Duke says to himself-“Fight in the shade…”-and laughs a bit under his breath. Once the spikes stop raining down on him, Duke would stand up on his feet and now with the car weakened by the spikes hitting it, Duke rips the car in half with his hands and punches his fists into the center portions of each end of the vehicle, turning them into his own personal set of boxing gloves. (http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i176/heskis1/Internal%20New/Hulk_3.gif) Duke quickly smirks at the beast as it rolls of the building. Using the fact that the beast is vulnerable in a rolled position back down to the floor. Duke watches with his Slowed Vision and sees the angle that the beast is rolling. He predicts the area that the beast would land in with his training in physics from what he had learned when it comes to shooting a weapon. The same ideals can apply as he traces the body of the beast with his eyes and using an angle measurement he is confident with the prediction and he begins to go into the offensive! Duke’s body begins to flash with a blur as his body moves through the city scape so fast that the afterimage makes it seem that he is still standing in the same spot. Using his Wild Sense technique with Speed Fighting, Duke’s body moves faster than normal eyes can keep up with. Within an instant like a flash of light, Duke would appear with his body rushing from right to left in front of the beast. Using the momentum of forward gravity, the strength of his own punch, and the metal vehicle boxing glove he is wearing; Duke attempts a right left handed hook punch to the face of this beast. If the attack were successful, the metal of the vehicle would hit the face area of the beast with a formable amount of strength and power. The vehicle would practically crumble to pieces after the first punch and the impact would surely rock the opponent’s brain causing a daze. Using the Wild Sense technique his body would appear only an instant before the punch is thrown, making the attack hard to avoid. Whether it be a hit or miss, Duke would waste no time as he immediately throws a right hand straight punch at the opposite side of the beasts face. If this punch were to make contact with the enemy, the beast would feel the impact of both attacks and become staggered after taking two Crack Punches from Deucalion. This style of punching usually consists of a power combination technique. This technique revolves around an even balance of speed and power. Crack Punching uses the kinetic energy that is created from a speed punch but instead of focusing on pure speed, the user will put a dose of power into these punches. Instead of using the speed to create a quick paced combo like throwing ten straight jab-cross punches to injure the opponent, Crack Punching involves using home run punches that can severely injure the opponent or possibly kill them depending on their natural ability. The same can be said for using kicks. Kicks are widely known to carry enough power to knock an opponent out with one clean kick. Crack Punching is creating a quick combo of power kicks that hold the ability to fatally wound the opponent. If both punches make contact with the opponent it would cause heavy head injuries that could potentially leave the fighter in a handicapped state for the rest of the fight. But if this second punch hits with the first punch missing, the effects would equal the same if only one punch out of the two make contact. If the second punch is avoided using his bodies forward momentum, Duke would finish off the Crack Combo as his back right leg comes swinging around in an attempted Spinning Back Kick. Using his enhanced speed and strength, the kick would look like a blur as the ball of his boot attempts to make contact with the side of the beasts head. If the kick is successful the beast would once again feel the sheer power of using kinetic energy and strength that Deucalion can bring. If only the kick is successful in hitting the beast, his bell would be rung as his ears would ring through the beasts brain as if a flash grenade just went off around him at point blank range. If two or all three hits make impact to complete a perfect combo, the beast would have severe internal injuries inside of its own head as his cranium potentially can be cracked causing internal bleeding from the brain. His head alone can get a severe concussion just by taking any one of these attacks and he will be completely disoriented for a god few minutes after getting his bell rung. After the combo, Duke would flip backwards getting a good ten meter distance between him and the beast, landing on top of a nearby four door sedan vehicle. He keeps his guard up and his attentions on keen point as anything can happen with this beast.-



SilithriasMorogroth: -Upon landing, and seeing that his attack had missed, Drake had almost ZERO time to recover his attack, because this man Duke was upon him in a moment’s notice, incredible speed had to be matched with incredible reflex, the man had torn apart the vehicle and made ‘’Boxing gloves’’ from the halves, a truly ingenious stroke on his behalf and this also made him much stronger with his individual blows, the Symbiote inside of Drake would flood itself with a thing like adrenaline, only several times stronger, Drakes brain would begin to rapidly process information and imagery, meaning that in Drakes eyes, time slowed down to a crawl and as the first Punch would come into play Drake would slam his arm into the makeshift fist, his own massive strength rivaling his foes and the taloned fingers would crunch into the metal, holding it steady and effectively stopping the first blow. His other hand would catch the second fist in its grip, claws tearing into the metal, with his opponent immobilized the third kick wouldn’t have been able to happen, now it was DRAKES turn to go into the offense, and his opponent was in close range, letting out another one of those ear pericing screams at close range, Drakes chest would explode outwards, as tendrils of the Symbiote would attempt to lash around Duke, meanwhile from behind the Tentacles attached to Drakes back would harden at the tips, small barbs forming around them and with lightning fast speed they would lash downward torward his opponents collarbone in an a attempt to severly cripple his opponent. If the tendrils from Drakes chest would make contact with his opponent they would wrap around him and they would CUT into his skin, the tendrils being relatively flat, and crystallizing along the edges to form a serrated edge along them, kind of like shrapnel if the Tentacles were to make contact with Duke, by stabbing him, impaling him, or whatever else would happen then they would burrow into his flesh, injecting him with the deadly poison that covered them. If none of these avenues of attack where approached, and Duke dropped his fist and made an immediate retreat from the vicinity of Drake, then all across Drakes body would become a new layer of Symbiote liquid, it rapidly forming over him into the shape of armor plates, over his chest, arms, neck, back and head, the armor hardening into a thick plating that could easily stop any small caliber rounds and even larger caliber rounds would have trouble piercing the thick plating but that was not why Drake got the plating, the plating was in fact a requirement for the next transformation in Drakes combat style, his right arm melting down to a shapeless blob would rapidly reform itself into a blade shape, starting at the elbow and extending outward, replacing a hand with a deadly, razor sharp weapon. After this all happened, (which would happen in a span of seconds) this path was if Duke would have fled, away from Drake, in which Drake would once again go on the offense, charging the retreating figure in his heavily armored form, he was now like a tank, and physical combat with him would be near impossible. For as Drakes rage increased he grew stronger, and stronger. With every passing moment he became ever stronger. And as he would charge Duke he would spin in the air for a powerful sideways stroke with his armblade, upon landing the tentacles would come from overhead with a groundsmashing attack, each tentacle packing enough force to if they were to miss Duke they would crush the asphalt/ concrete underneath him, landing and looking up he would take his free arm –Left arm- And he would impale it into the ground, and in a thirty foot radius, five foot high spikes would erupt from the ground the spikes being roughly five feet high with six inches at the base and forming to a tip of only half and inch, but still posing a deadly threat to any opponent who dared stand in the radius, this attack, which would force Duke into the air would give lee-way for his last and final assault, reaching back he would form a spear of the Symbiote, hurtling it at his opponent with deadly accuracy, though, halfway through its flight path the spear would explode into THOUSANDS of mircothin symbiote needles which would attempt to pepper his opponent, each needle covered in the deadly poison that was trademark of Drake-

Pallas: -Duke swings the two punches and is surprised to see that the beast stops the punches. If the beast were to look at Duke it would see that Duke has a smirk on his face as he dangles in front of the beast only f3 feet away from him. As the roar echoes through the area, it rings through Duke’s ears causing Duke to feel a slight ring in his right ear but he shows no sign of emotion as he remains perfectly still with his hands grasping onto the car, not yet letting go. Then as the beasts chest explodes with more tentacles, Duke smiles as he continues to wait. Then, just as the tentacles come slashing down towards him, Duke thrusts his arms out of the vehicle, causing the end where his hands were to break apart around the two of them. The spikes then pierce through Duke’s body. But the beast would see that the image that is Duke’s body begins to slowly fade away as it was just a mere after image effect. (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6lGuDTRilKQ) And without wasting any time, Duke’s body re-appears behind the beast using the Wild Sense Technique to its best ability Duke strikes with a vengeance! Duke thrusts his left hand up towards the mid-back portion of the beasts body and he thrusts his mighty bone claws into the back of the beast. Duke attempts to pierce his bone claws into the beasts back. Duke using precise aim he attempts to pierce through the back because he aims to pierce the beast in the heart and the left side lung of the beast’s body. Duke also uses his Bone Manipulation to harden his bones to the level of the metal Titanium. He uses the knowledge he gained about the beast by his first attack. Duke learned that the beasts body is stronger than metal seeing as his black claws and special skin could pierce through the vehicle with ease. Using this knowledge to his advantage he betters himself by hardening his bones to counter-act the beasts own strength. If the bone claws were to pierce through the beasts body, the bones would surely hit the beats heart and/or lung causing serious and fatal injury. If the claws pierce through the heart then death is surely to come as the body cannot survive without a working heart. If the bone claws only pierce through the lung then the effects are still of a fatal nature but now instead of dying almost instantly, the beast begins to bleed out internally. The blood that fills the beasts body would begin to fill into the lung, causing the beast to essentially drown due to blood filling up the lung. If not given immediate medical attention the beast will surely perish. Duke then says to the beast-“Sorry Bub, I’m not into Hentai…”-Duke then uses his other hand to attempt another claw attack as he does the same thing with his right bone claws as he did for his left hand. If the second bone claw attack makes impact, they would aim for the same areas as the first bone claw attack only this time being on the right side instead of the left. This meaning that the heart would be hit with both sides of the bone claws and each individual lung would be pierced. If this attack were to hit along with the original bone claws then the beast would die instantly from massive heart failure. If only the right claw hits with the right lung then the same bleeding out effect would be triggered and the beast would essentially drown from its own blood. If both claws make impact and the beast were to die instantly after the claws pierce into the beasts heart, Duke would lift the beast into the air with both of his arms raised as if he were a king of the jungle asserting his dominance to the entire jungle kingdom. The fight would be over. Once he was done with his boasting, Damian would then drop the beasts body onto the ground and say-“We’re done here…”-And begin to walk off towards the direction that he entered, expecting the arena to return back to its normal views.-


SilithriasMorogroth: -Watching the tendril strike hit his opponent Drake would feel satisfied, until.. the figure wasn’t DUKE! Which could only, mean.. and then he felt it behind him, Duke hand’s coming up in slow motion, Drake would lift himself off the ground by his toes so that when the man went to pierce into his lungs and heart, the claws instead entered his back and into his stomach, both of them burying themselves into the creatures back, and letting out a vicious scream of pain the creature would form its counterattack, the tendrils attached to its back would fling downwards, wrapping around dukes arms and up them, squeezing tight enough to shatter bone and crush metal, the remaining four tendrils would whip downward torward his Throat, Shoulder, spinal column, and heart. Each attack would severely cripple or kill the man if it connected, this was Drakes counterattack, and at such a distance there was practically no way that Duke could escape Drakes deadly close combat ability because the claws that buried themselves into his flesh would find themselves.. stuck. As the Symbiote would rapidly harden around them forming a bond stronger than a plasma weld, meaning that, either way Duke was now attached to Drake, unless he wanted to break the claws off, in which case if he did so, Duke would most likely be in extreme pain, and upon doing so, Duke would be forced to drop Drake to the ground, to where, standing up, he would turn toward Duke, huffing from the pain and exhaustion that was beginning to nag at him from taking such a brutal mauling at his back, and huffing the creature would drop to a knee screaming in agony as slowly the claws would begin to push themselves out of its back, before dropping with a dull ‘’clank’’ to the ground around Drake, the wound wasn’t healed, but it had sealed, and Drake was still in danger from internal bleeding, just not as bad as if his heart or lung had been pierced, he could go days with a damaged stomach, but not with a damaged heart or lung-



Pallas: -(http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qsWJ42KlQsM) As Duke swings his claws into the back of the beast, piercing into the heart and lung, a beast roars out in pain causing the black goop to swirl all around his body like ripples in water. The tentacles that the beast had out of his chest almost immediately return to a liquid form and fall to the ground. Duke pushes his claws deep into the body of the beast and says-“Sorry Bub, I’m not into Hentai…”-And as he says that, he thrusts his right handed bone claws into the opposite side of the beasts body causing it to roar out once again. The second roar slowly begins to sound weak and almost lifeless as it comes to an end. With all six bone claws pierced into the body, Duke uses his strength to lift the beast’s body over his head as a show of a trophy. Duke roars almost the same as he did before when the fight first started, asserting his beastly dominance over the crowd. He then yells out for all to hear-“I!.. AM THE KING OF ALL BEASTS!”-And releases another loud and thunderous roar that echoes through the arena. As the second roar causes a thunderous quake around the two of them, Duke’s body becomes engulfed in a purple flame as he releases his aura through his proud roar. (http://media.animevice.com/uploads/1/18983/382914-tg126.jpg) The fans who are watching would be in awe at the show of majesty put on by Duke. The hot flames would scorch the earth around them as Duke continued to hold his trophy up above his head. After a good ten seconds of that, the aura would slowly fade away back into his body. Duke then thrusts his hands forward, releasing his claws from the beast’s back and throwing him down to the floor where the earth had become a crisp. The cityscape slowly fades away and returns back to the grid arena and the fans become visible again. The fans roars begin to echo through the fight zone as they are happy with the display of power shown in the first fight. Duke smirks as he walks away from the fight and the announcer comes running out to where Deucalion is standing. The Announcer twirls the microphone through his fingers and yells out-“WOOOOW! WHAT A SHOW TO START OFF THIS YEARS GMAF! AM I RIGHT LADIES AND GENTLEMAN!?”-The fans then go wild as they are ecstatic that Duke won his match. All of his fans jump up and down on their seats with excitement as they already itch to see another bout. Duke looks around him as he walks towards the edge of the fighting stage and he smiles as he sees all of his new found fans and people who love to look like him. The DevilDog posters and people wearing his goggles like fashion, even the kids are enjoying his display. It made Duke feel important for a change and he had to admit it felt good. The Announcer then walks over to Duke and asks-“Hold on a second there Duke, we gotta ask you a few questions…How are you feeling after a fight like that?”-Duke shrugs his shoulders a bit and says in a calm and deep tone-“Just another fight really. Wasn’t expecting to lose so I wasn’t surprised when I won hahaha.”-The Announcer nods his head-“That is a confident fighter there for ya folks! And is there anyone special here that you wanna give a shout out too while you are here?”-Duke looks around and sees Milena up in the stands. Duke remembers that Milena is pretty upset about how Duke was acting before and with a smile on his face-“Yeah…Yeah there is. I’d like to give a shout out to a special lady out there…”-His awkwardness of not knowing any romantic gestures clearly comes through as he says-“Hi, Milena.”-with a dorky smile on his face. Once the interview and everything had come to a close, Duke slowly makes his way onto the lift and exits the stage. Meanwhile, the medical teams begin to pick up the black beast on a stretcher. One of the doctors yells out-“We got a pulse over here! Let’s get him into the ER stat!”-And like that, some light of hope was shined on the beast. With that, the first fight is over and the next fight may begin.-

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