User:MrPacheco101/Sandbox

here is the load out for CvA XX, Reloaded, and Midnight Carnival

Prologue
The year is 1868, legendary bounty hunter Jonah Hex finds himself leaving his home turf in the Old West and entering the Land of The Rising Sun. Where a bloody war between the Meiji government and the revolution group the Ishin Shishi has swept the nation. Hex finds himself hired by the Meiji goverment to hunt down a dangerous dangerous man working for the Ishin Shishi who was slewed more than hundred men in one strike: The legendary assassin Himura Kenshin, better known as "Hitokiri Battousai The Man-Slayer".

“A Devil Rides in Kyoto!'”

Written by MrPacheco101

Kyoto, Japan 1868

Deep within the running currents of the Katsura River, a large, fisherman boat is seen sailing along the riverside. Its' robust dark wooden frame streaming through the smooth streams while the warm summer winds blow through its large silky red sails, propelling the large boat further as the captain navigates through the river path. Within the boat’s robust hidden interior lies a crowd of travelers sailing through the Katsura River. All of them ranging from poor Japanese peasants traveling along with their family and friends to the low life criminals that dwell and slither within this war torn nation; however within this group of well diverse individuals lies an man seemingly lost in translation. An American whose own ghastly appearance can cause the bravest of men to shiver in fear, a man who comes out of the most brutal bloody massacres unscathed and clothes soaked with the blood of his slain enemies, that people dub him the "Devil’s executioner".

They say wherever he rides death is sure to follow; the smell of blood and gunsmoke linger in his worn grey military outfit he wears. He goes by one name and one name only…Jonah Hex, a legendary bounty hunter whose uncanny tracking ability and unrivaled marksmanship has made his reputation of being the best of the best in The American Frontier. The mere whisper of his name has attracted some of the most loyal police forces to the most vicious cutthroats and thugs slithering within the expanding west, all of them put in their graves by a cold bullet from pride and stupidity.

While on a trip to California to hunt down a gang of train robbers, Hex's skills and prowess in nabbing them have caught the attention of a middle age man of Asian decent traveling around the golden state. The man has offered the bounty hunter a sum of 500,000 dollars for a “special” assignment in the island of Japan: A nation now plagued in a bloody war for surpremacy. His job, to hunt down the mysterious assassin known as “Battousai The Man-Slayer.”, a lone samurai feared throughout the land for his uncanny swordsmanship and slaying hundreds of men with his blade. According to his employer, the assassin has slained his younger brother during one of the bloody conflicts appearing in the streets of war-torn Kyoto and now…vengeance is on his mind.

The man guaranteed he’d pay for the bounty hunter’s travel expenses, however Hex was hesitant at first since he was clearly out of his comfort zone with a land full of “yeller bellys” and the fact there was little information he can rely on to get a visage of what his prey actually looks like. The only clear definition Hex has is this “Bah-to-say” apparently has a cross-shaped scar on his left cheek, at least…that’s what the man told him. Despite these odds the bounty hunter reluctantly agrees to do the job due to the large sum of money he will be rewarded ,plus why not…it can boost up his reputation back home anyways.

''“Ye got yerself a deal Mr. Tosai” Hex said to his immediate employer. “I knew you would come to your senses Mr. Hex and I assure you will be rewarded greatly for your services.” The man said. “But…might I ask you this one favor?” He asks. “Whut is it?” The scarred bounty hunter replied.''

''“I want you to bring …Battousai’s scalp to me.” A stint of glee twinkled in the man’s brown eyes as these seemingly twisted words flow freely from his mouth. “I want that man to suffer slowly and painfully as possible for bringing my family such painful sorrow! I want to burn it from the face of this earth and watch crumble into ashes.” He said while gripping his fist fiercely. Jonah stood there with a straight face, he knew this man meant business and to Hex…business is always good. “That’ll cost ya extra.” He said with a slight grin on his face.''

Hex lies against the stiff wooden frame of the boat with his large white sack lying next to his side. His wide-brimmed gray hat covers his short scruffy orange hair. “Hmm…” Looking around, Jonah suddenly finds himself being the center of attention within the crowd of people. The villagers staring at the hunter intensely, some of them gawking in disgust at the sight of Hex’s brutally scarred face, whispering in a tongue the bounty hunter couldn’t understand. Hex merley scoffs off their constant staring and tips the rim of his gray hat in attempt to take a light nap before arriving to his destination. Hex’s ears twitches as he hear several pairs of footsteps coming towards his direction, disturbing his slumber.

“Ah damn…” The bounty hunter murmured, Hex then tilts his head up. Three men stood in front on the lone gunslinger, their ragged clothes and rough appearance indicated their status as warring bandits. Hex notices the one in the middle chewing a piece of wheat straw; his overly bulky build and the scars on his face indicated Hex that this one is by far the most ruthless and overall leader of the trio.

The head bandit begins to chuckle and points his finger at the westerner. “Koko ni mo wareware wa motte iru mono o mi...Hakuji.(Well look what we have here boys…a damn Yankee.)” He said in a sneer tone, the head bandit laughs again louder tilting his head back slightly. The other two bandits joined their leader with the occasional chuckle. Hex stared at the trio with a blank look on his face. He didn’t know a god damn word this yellow neck punk was saying, the only thing Hex can figure is this “ugly bastard’s” nonsense jabbering is keeping him from getting any visage of sleep in this cramp area. The head bandit pulls out his sword from its' sheath and points it at Hex’s head

“Anata ga koko ni kuru to iu ōkina shippai o shidekashite shimatta Jidaki.(You made a big mistake in coming here Yankee.)” The bandit said with a cocky smile. “Ima watashi-tachi ni anata no mochimono no subete o ataeru to watashi wa anata no atama no sesshu-ryō ni tamotsu kamo shiremasen. (Now hand us all of your belongings and I might let you keep your head intake.)” Hex gave him a cold stare and grunted slightly. God damn it. Without warning, Jonah Hex takes out one of his pistols and pulls the trigger in a quick hand. The bullet jams into the head bandit’s shoulder and causes him to fall into the damp wooden floor. The rest of the bandits and the other passengers stood their shock as the large man falls onto the ground with a loud thud. “There’s mah retort.” Hex said.

”Watashi no Kata! (My arm!)”The bandit painfully screams, grabbing onto his wounded shoulder.” Anata wa watashi no ude o utta!(You shot my arm!)” Blood seeps between his fingers. “Basutādo! (Bastard)” The other bandits yell as they pull out their own swords. Hex quickly aims his pistol at the other two bandits, causing them to stop what they're doing.

“Ah still got 5 more bullets wit y’alls name writtin all over im.” Hex said in a cold, bone-chilling tone. “Care ta know wat I’m gonna do next?” The bandits stood there without anything to say, cold sweat seeping from their pores. Knowing they stood no chance, the bandits put away their swords.

“Oye!” A loud voice calls out. Everyone in the lower deck stopped and look to where the voice is coming from. Earlier, one of the crew members hears a loud noise coming from inside the ship’s lower deck and has come to check out the ruckus. “Watashi wa koko de ōkina oto o kiita. Nani ga okotta no ka? (I heard a scream coming from here. What’s going on?)” The shipmate said. Jonah looks at one of the bandits and gives him some kind of silent signal. The bandit nods his head.

“Nani mo nai. Koko de ue no watashi no yūjin wa hijō ni warui inoitami o motte imasu.(Sorry. My friend over here has a very bad case of the stomach ache.)” The bandit said with a slight chuckle. The crew member stood there for a moment. “Sore o umaku osaeru yō ni i~tsu te, wareware wa sugu ni jūbun'na hondo koto ni narudeshou. (Well tell him to keep it down. We’ll be in the mainland soon enough.).” The crew member said before going back up deck. Hex and the bandits watched as the crewmember walks back and closes the latch behind him.

The bounty hunter turns his attention back to shaking criminals.“Now get outta o’ mah sight.” Hex said, signaling with his pistol. The bandits nod their heads and start to walk away, dragging along their wailing leader with them while the other passengers look on. “Damn yeller bellies.” Hex grunted before putting away his pistol. He then shifts his head back onto the heavy boards. He tilts his hat once again and drifts into a deep slumber. It’s only a matter of time before he arrives, might as well make the most of it. ...

Once the boat boarded onto the docks, Jonah Hex was the first amongst the other passengers to get out of the boat. Hex takes a deep breath letting all the fresh air enter his lungs after staying in that cold and dark space for what seems like days. “Time ta get started.” He said. The bounty hunter walks into the mainland and has a look around. At first glance, Hex could tell the city was different in so many; the building structures gives the sense of a city clinging onto it’s old roots and culture, yet it’s forced to come into the modern era.

Walking further, Hex notices the long and intricate alleyways commonly appearing in the town, making it the perfect place for an assassin to operate and escape the authorities. The people flooded the streets-some of them knocking into the bounty hunter in the process- like a swarm of little ants, again making it hard for it to locate and apprehend anyone in this town. “Hmmm.” The bounty hunter groaned, already annoyed by the city life. Looking at the city once more. Hex knew with the little information given ,the intricate alleyways, the foreign and the seemingly crowded population gives the impression this hunt was just beginning. A small grin crept up on the bounty hunter’s face. But that doesn’t mean it won’t be fun.

Meanwhile, unbeknownst to the lone gunman a cloaked figure hides amongst the bustling crowd. Spying on the wandering bounty hunter from a distance and observing his every moves. Perfect... The figure thought. "Hmm?" Suddenly Hex gets a funny vibe. Someone is watching him. The bounty hunter quickly turns around, but the cloaked figure quickly blends back deep into the crowd before he could be spotted. Hex looks around the area only to see nothing, but the villagers passing by. Hmph, guess it was nothin. He thought. The bounty hunter turns back and continues on with his search, with little knowledge of what has yet to come.

....

Midnight

Somewhere in the city of Kyoto, a group of garbed men are seen walking along the streets in the midnight hour; all five men are wearing the same uniform comprised of a blue colored kimono with white stripes and a white headband wrapped around their foreheads, representing their allgience to the infamous Shisengumi corps. A special police force formed by the Tokugawa shogunates in order to combat the pro-imperialist samurais of the Ishi Shishi, their treachery and brutality is known across the nation and has earned them the nickname "The Wolves of Mibu." The leader of the band, a large man of startured height, scans the desolate streets while holding a lamp to guide him and his men through the darkness, hunting down a small group of pro-imperialsts they found earlier.

"No one here either." The leader said. "Guess they all ran off."

"Those imperialist dogs sure know how to run with their tails between their legs." One of the men commented

"Ha, go figure. Those guys don't have the guts to take us Shiesegumis on!" Another man said pridefully. "We already got them on the run."

They all chuckled in union."Right you are Akira-san." The leader replied. "Well men it seems our work here is done. Time to hea.....huh?" Before he could finish, both the leader and his men hear the faint sound of footsteps. "Who's there!?" The leader swings his lantern around, it's coming from the alley. "Show yourself!?" He demanded. The faint footsteps soon grow starts to grow louder, much to the uniformed mens chargin, as they anticiapte what is to come. Soon a figure begins to appear out of the darkness; The Shisengumi men grip tightly over their swords, ready to unsheathe them when the times right. The leader then flashes the lantern's light at the shadowy figure, revealing....a lone samurai. "Huh?" The swordsman wore a reddish vest with long gray pants and sandals. His head was covered with long red hair wrapped in a ponytail, he also wore a black circular hat that hid most of his face.

"It's one of them imperialist soldier." One of the men said from afar. An imperialist.... The leader thought. Maybe he can give us some information on the others in this area. "Who are you and where did you come from?" The leader demands. The man stood there silent. "I said who are you and where did you come from?" The leader ordered, but the man didn't responde. The large man soon grows irritated. "If you don't tell me who you are, then I'll cut you where you stand in the name of The Tokugawa. government" He yells, taking out his sword. The man stood there unfazed. "The only who'll be spilling their blood tonight..." the man said, his tone sounding emotionless and distant. " is you." The leader grinds his teeth. "What did you say!?" The man then lifts his hat off, revealing his golden piercing eyes and X cross on his left cheek. The men gasp all of a sudden, as if they seen a ghost. They all recognized the mans face.

"It's him..." One of them said. "It's the Battousai!"

The Shinsegumi quickly pull out their swords in union. " Kill him!" The leader roared as he and his men charge at the lone samurai at once, like a pack of wolves preparing to strike a sickly elk. The red head warrior unsheathes less than a third of his blade before flashing forward into the charging group of bloodthirsty men. "Ryuosen! (Dragon Nest Strike!)" The samurai quickly slices into the air multiple times in such a swift, eloquent motion like running water before appearing behind his opponents in mere moments. The samurai then turns back around, noticing The Shisengumi troops have become motionless. Their swords still swinging high up in the air. "Damn...you." The leader gasps, before his skull suddenly splits open; blood gushes freely from the wound. The rest of the men howled into the night as they are suddenly ripped to shreds by the slashes inflicted upon them. Heads are cut in half, Arms and legs ripped from their sockets, deep gashes appear in their chest, turning it into a total bloodbath. Blood sprays across the samurai's right cheek as he looks on the carnage he brought upon, showing little to no emotion.

The Shinsegumi men soon lay upon the ground in their own pool of blood. All of them slain by the samurai named Himura Kenshin.... better known as Battousai The Man-Slayer!

Kenshin sheathes his sword and proceeds to walk away, but something suddenly grabs a hold of his foot. "Huh!?" Alerted, the young samurai quickly looks down and sees one of the Shinsegumi men have clinging onto his foot, still alive. His skin looked pale and one of his arms was missing from his socket; the dying soldier stared at his enemy with his cold, lifeless black eyes. "Ba...tou...sai...." He gasps with his last breath before laying his head and finally coming to peace with his end. The dead soldier's grip soon loosens, abling Kenshin to free his foot. The red-headed samurai looks at his fallen enemy with sympathy. "You could have done something else with your life, and yet you pointlessly threw it away in battle you knew you couldn't win." The samurai said, in a distaste tone. "I wonder how many of your kind are still out there." He pondered. Kenshin then looks into the midnight sky, where the full moon appears and shines through the blood soaked streets. I better not stand here for long, or else I'll be seen. Kenshin thought. The lone samurai soon escapes into the dark alleyway.

<p style="vertical-align:top;line-height:18pt;">Somewhere in the distant a woman draped in a black cloak stands on the rooftop, observing the brutal carnage that the red-headed samurai wasted upon the tokugawa troops. "My. My. The master was right about you." She said. "You are as strong and brutal as he described you...Mr.Battousai-san!" The woman licked her purple lips gleefully. "*giggles* You'll become one of us soon enough, manslayer. Mark my words" She remarked. The cloaked woman then slips off as well into the night.

<p style="vertical-align:top;line-height:18pt;">....

<p style="vertical-align:top;line-height:18pt;">Kenshin washes his hands into a nearby well, removing the bloodstains from his skins. Kenshin then grabs a white cloth and soaks into the well water; removing his sword from his sheath, the young samurai proceeds to wipe the last remaining stains from his blade. Kenshin observes the rag as it's white milky color to a pure crimson colored shade. "Blood...." He said softly. "No matter where I go there's always so much blood to be shed."

<p style="vertical-align:top;line-height:18pt;">Even though Kogoro-san have relived from my hitokiri duties the way of life it is given me has yet to waver. He thought. No matter how hard I try to escape or try to forget, it always finds it's way towards me through some bellow fools waiting to stake such a meaningless and souless claim like this. The red hair samurai reminisce of the countless faceless enemies he has slained in time, the cold hard steel cutting through their soft flesh like soft sorbet, their silent screams echoing through his mind like chorus of dreaded agony. Kenshin takes a look at his blade. ''I wonder how many of them will die by my hands before this war ends? Hundreds? Thousands? Or better yet, will this entire war ever end? It seems like ages since I have found a time to rest my blade for a long time A time for peace maybe? Heh.... what should I know, it seems pretty fitting for this nation to fall to a plague of violence and for me to be the one to lead this senseless onslaught. A perfect purpose.'' He rambles on in his mind.

<p style="vertical-align:top;line-height:18pt;">NO! Kenshin shakes his head in disgust. "I can't falter like this! Not now! Not ever! " The young samurai brings his blade up. " I made a vow a long time ago. With this blade...I made a vow that I would use all of my strength to forge a strong path to a new era! An era to make everyone around me smile! An era...where peace will reign." He vows with such strong zeal. "And for that....I cannot lose to my inner demons. Not now." Kenshin said before sheathing his sword back. "I will bring happiness to this nation one day. I swear it...Tomoe-san."

<p style="vertical-align:top;line-height:18pt;">Suddenly, Kenshin hears a strange noise. "Hmm?" Kenshin quickly turns around. What was that? He thought. The noise felt like two metal clacking together somewhere in this vicinity. ''Where's it coming from? ''Kenshin looks around, trying to pin the location. The clanky sound soon begin to grow louder.

<p style="vertical-align:top;line-height:18pt;">Clink Clank....Clink Cank....Clink Clank...

<p style="vertical-align:top;line-height:18pt;">Until Kenshin notices something moving from the far corner. "Whose there!?" Kenshin yells in Japanese. "Show yourself!" He demands. The figure soon moves out of the shadow, revealing it to be.....Jonah Hex. Jonah gives the young warrior a cold blank stare before spitting out his toothpick. "I finally found ya...." He said.

<p style="vertical-align:top;line-height:18pt;">"Mr.Bai-toe-say."

<p style="vertical-align:top;line-height:18pt;">A foriegner!? Kenshin thought, noticing the bounty hunter's apparent and obvious style of Western clothing. Why would a foriegner be here? Ever since the war begin, The Tokugawa shogun had their ports shut away from all the western outsiders so they wouldn't help the imperialists in the war. Even so, there have been occassion where have been snuck here for...other reasons.

<p style="vertical-align:top;line-height:18pt;">The scarred bounty hunter starts to circle around the young assassin. " Ya know you look a hell o' a lot younger than I thought you would, especially fer a fella who killed hundreds of men wit a sword." Hex says in a casual manner. " I bet yer momma must be proud." He smirks.

<p style="vertical-align:top;line-height:18pt;">"..." Kenshin remains silent, carefully analyzing the wandering cowboy. At first glance, Kenshin could tell he was no ally for the Ishi Shishi and certainly wasn't affiliated with any western military, epecially with ragged clothes he's wearing. This could only mean one thing.... Kenshin thought. ''A bounty hunter. But who....and why?''

<p style="vertical-align:top;line-height:18pt;">"Hmm?" Before Kenshin could ponder any further, he suddenly finds himself caught staring at the horridly burnt scar on Hex's face. That scar.... "Whut's a matter boy? Can't catch ye tongue?" Hex said as he stops in front of the young red-headed samurai. " Heh how should I know, I bet a yella boy like you don't know what the hell I'm even sayin." He remarks before chuckling softly. Kenshin still remains in deep silence. Whoever this guy is.... he's going to be alot of trouble. Kenshin thought. He then glances down and notices the pistols strapped around Hex's waist. Especially with those guns....

<p style="vertical-align:top;line-height:18pt;">"Ya know a yeller neck back home paid me a hefty price to find yer little raggedy ass, and I ain't comin back without givin him what he wants." Hex places his hand on one of his pistols. " So what's it gonna be?" Kenshin glares at the bounty hunter with violent intent. "Anata ga watashinojinsei o toru koto ni chansu ga aru to omowa reru baai wa.... (If you think you have a chance in taking my life....)" He said before taking a hold of the sword's handle. " Tashika ni, jigoku wa sudeni go tōchaku no tame no basho o mitsukemashita. ( Surely a place in hell awaits you." Kenshin said coldly. Hex smiles. "A man o' action I see. I like that." He said.

<p style="vertical-align:top;line-height:18pt;">A warm summer breeze suddenly blows through, leaving the dust and rubble tumbling around as these two warriors glare at one another,Kenshin holding his blade tightly in his sheath while the wild Hex grips hard on his pistol's handle in a deathly silent showdown. And then....

<p style="vertical-align:top;line-height:18pt;">Click.

<p style="vertical-align:top;line-height:18pt;">Shnk.

Dexter Morgan


Origin: Darkly Dreaming Dexter 2004

Timeline: Mid 1990s-present

Region of Operation: Miami, FL

Number of Victims: 70+

Brief Bio: After seeing his mother brutally killed and left inside the cargo with mangled corpse covered in blood at a very early age, Dexter was rescued by Officer Harry Morgan who arrived on the scene and taken the young child under his care after the tragic accident; At a very early age Dexter began to show signs of being a psychopath by killing the neighbor's dog when it's loud barking bothered his sickly mother, worrying about what would become of his foster son Harry Morgan began to teach Dexter on how to become "normal" and to focus his killing urges on those who "deserve" it in order to survive. Now in his Mid 30's, Dexter Morgan is a Blood Spatter Analyst for the Miami Police Department by day who moonlights as a serial killer vigilante by night.

Fuminori Sakisaka


Origin: Saya no Uta 2003

Timeline: 2003-present

Region of Operation: Tokyo, Japan

Number of Victims: 5+

Brief Bio:Fuminori Sakisaka was medical student at the University of Tokyo who sustained brain damage during an auto accident, causing hallucinations resulting in him viewing the world as covered in blood and gore and people as horrific monsters shaped like amorphous, tentacled blobs of flesh. Fuminori is further destabilized when he meets a "girl" who introduces herself as "Saya". Saya appears normal to Fuminori, while in actuality she is an extradimensional alien creature similar in appearance to what Fuminori sees humans as. Fuminori later falls in love with "Saya" and under her influence, commits a number of murders and begins engaging in cannibalism after he discovers his taste for human flesh.

Weapon of Choice: Knife/Garrote combo vs. Butcher Knife/Ax combo
Knife vs. Butcher Knife: Both Knives appear to have an 8-9 inch blade that is able to slash and stab opponents, but Dexter's knife seems more suitable for combat than Fuminori's which is made for cuttign and consuming flesh. Edge: Dexter

Garrote vs. Ax: Although the Garrote is an etremly lethal weapon it requires alot more close up and stealth, while Fuminori's Ax has a longer reach and is able to hack his opponents to death. Edge: Fuminori

Close Quater Combat: Jujitsu vs. Street Fighting
It's pretty obvious if you have more training in close combat than the other guy, you obviously have the upperhand in the fight. Edge: Dexter

Modus Operandi
It's basically careful planning vs. an all out blitz. Dexter's M.O. seems alot more thought out and carefully planned than Fuminori's who requires surprise and the first hit to succedd. Edge: Dexter

X-Factor
Dexter Morgan X-Factor Fuminori Sakisaka

90 Stealth 60

87 Brutality 94

70 Psychological Health 17

90 Killer Instinct 90

90 Training 9

88 Intelligence 87

84 Agility 88

82 Physical Strength 71

Explainations
Stealth: Dexter was trained by his foster father to be stealthy and get the upper hand on his targets when they least expect, and has been perfecting this method for quite some times.Fuminori on the other hand got the drop on someone twice and is ahown to have soem stealth in him, but nothing comparabel to Dexter. Edge goes to Dexter Morgan

Brutality: Even though Dexter is a serial killer and is ruthless to his victim, he only targets killers only(with the exception of the pedophile and the mercy kill of a longtime friend in Season 3) and nothing more. Fuminori on the other hand- with his altered perception of everything as blod, gore, and blob like monsters- Has no quarlm in killing anyone since he believes he's killing monsters. Edge goes to Fuminori

Psychological Health: Both are sick in the head, but Dexter seems to have better control of his urges and focuses them on his intended targets than the innocent while Fuminori believes everything around him is mad. Edge is obviously to Dexter.

Killer Instict: Both are pure sociopaths. Both are born with the insticts to kill, so obviously this is a tie.

Training: Dexter seems to be the more combat oriented one since he has ben trained in the art of Jujitsu and other grappling techniques while Fuminori relies mostly on pure instinct. Edge goes to Mr. Morgan

Intelligence: Both are very intelligent, even though they are serial killers. Dexter Morgan completed college, was once a medical student, and is a Blood Spatter Analyst for the Police Department. Fuminori is a medical student at the University of Tokyo, one of the most prestigious university in Japan. The Edge goes to Dexter due to his knowledge in law enforcemnt.

Agility: Dexter is very quick on his feet, but Fuminori's light muscular build gives him the slight edge in Agility. Edge for Fuminori.

Physical Strength: Dexter is very muscular built and is able to take people twice his size quite easily withut any hassle. Fuminori seems more used to fighting people his own size than those bigger than him. Edge goes to Dexter

Midnight Carnival collaboration with Lasmoore: Suicide Squad vs. AMALGAM
Suicide Squad: A black ops team strike force comprised of some of the most notorious superhuman criminals( and sometimes superheroes) in the world, sent on suicide death missions by the no-nonsense, tough as nail Amanda Waller.

Vs.

AMALGAM: A secret global terrorist organization seemingl in all of the world's terroist attacks, drug rings,and destructive chaos. They secretly plan to dominate the world with the use of the highly advanced Black Technology.

Suicide Squad


Origin: The Brave And The Bold # 25 1959

Timeline: 1959-present

Region of Operation: Worldwide

Headed By: Amanda Waller

Alternate Name: Task Force X

Brief Bio:The Suicide Squad is a covert black-ops government strike team under Task Force X. The team is partially made up of imprisoned super-villains who agree to serve as expendable agents on life-threatening top-secret missions for the US Government. In return, after sufficient service, the prisoners are granted full pardons for their crimes. The Government does not officially acknowledge the existence of the Suicide Squad, and claims their missions as random supervillain attacks. In addition, there are other non-prisoner members such as Nemesis and Nightshade who participate in the team as part of individual arrangements. The Suicide Squad operate out of Belle Reve prison in Louisiana.(From DC Database.)

Rick Flag Jr.



 * Real Name: Richard Flag Jr.
 * Occupation: Special Ops Member
 * Service:1959-present
 * Team Role:Field Leader
 * Weapons: Various guns and explosives. Often carries a combat knife with him as melee weapon.
 * X-Factor:Years of Military training. Flag is in top-peak physical condition is an expert in hand-to-hand combat, making him able to fight Batman to a standstill. He is an expert pilot,expert marksman, expert tracker, weapons expert, and is very investigative. Has years of experience facing superhuman criminals to giant dinosaurs.

Bronze Tiger



 * Real Name: Benjamin Turner
 * Occupation: Martial Artist, Assassin for hire.
 * Service: 1975-present
 * Team Role: Field Leader
 * Weapons: His lethal fists. Often uses martial arts weapons, like nunchucks and staffs.
 * X-Factor: Extensive years of martial arts training(Dragon Kung-Fu, Jeet Kun Doo, Hop Kido, Silate etc.) by the hundred year old O-Sensei of The League of Assassins. Is in top peak physical condition and is able to channel chi to heal up wounds at a much faster rate than a normal human. Is an expert assassin due to his years with the League of Assassins. He is considered one of top 10 most deadliest martial artists in the DC universe, and was one of the few people to ever defeat Batman in Hand-To-Hand Combat. Is an expert in fighting Superhuman. Supernatural, and Armed Opponents.

Deadshot



 * Real Name: Floyd Lawton
 * Occupation: Assassin For Hire
 * Service: 1950-present
 * Team Role: Marksman, substitute field leader
 * Weapons: Variety of guns, his main weapons are his silenced wrist mounted guns. Carries a combat knife for back-up.
 * X-Factor: Is top peak physical condition. Deadshot is an extremly skilled marksman and is able to kill targets at impossible ranges or terrain. He is very athletic and agile, is a master with explosives, and is an expert in hand-to-hand combat. His metallic suit provides him extreme protection, ableing to surive large explosions, hail of gunfire, and point-blank shots to the head. His helmet and visor increases his senses such as seeing and hearing dramatically, that he is able to hear a hummingbird's wing flap. Deadshot is extremly ruthless and merciless killer.

Nightshade



 * Real Name:Eve Eden
 * Occupation: Adventurer, Princess of The Land of Nightshades
 * Service:?-present.
 * Team Role: Teleporter, spy.
 * Powers/Abilites: Nightshade has the ability to manipulate the darkness. With it she can form dimensional warps to teleport herself and her teammates through any location by simply passing through the Land of Nightshade. She can extend shadows and envelop people in them. She also create shadow creatures ranging from attack dogs to giants through strict concentrations and use them to attack her opponents. Nightshade also has the ability to transform into a two-dimensional tangible shadow and sneak up on people.
 * X-Factor: Skilled in Hand-to-Hand combat, especially in karate. Extensive work with the CBI to expose foriegn agents and is an expert in espionage and stealth. Experience in fighting Superhuman,Supernatural, and armed opponents.

King Shark



 * Real Name: Nanaue
 * Occupation: Mass Murderer
 * Service: Mid 1980's-present
 * Team Role: The Powerhouse
 * Powers/Abilities: Possessses Superhuman Strength(Up to 100 tons), Stamina, and Durability. Has an amphibious nature making him able to survive on both land and water. Possesses sharp claws and teeth able to rip through anything including Kryptonian flesh.
 * X-Factor: He is a extremly vicious and cruel monster with a voracious appetite to match. King Shark is also shown to be quite intelligent in a few cases, but still retains his animal instict when it comes to food. He is also able to heal from mortal wounds quite rapidly and regrow limbs through a certain time. King Shark can go through a frenzy once he smells the scent of blood, making him a nearly unstoppable force and will kill anything on site, except his teammates of course.Experience in fighting Superhuman, Supernatural and Armed opponents.

Human Target


Real Name:Christopher Chance

Occupation: Bodyguard, Private Detective.

Service:1972-present.

Team Role: Spy

Weapons: Variety of guns, main weapon is a .357 Magnum Smith & Wesson.

X-Factor: He is in Olympic Level Physical Condition. Chance is an expert marksman, weapons and firearm expert, an expert martial-artist,a master in all combat training and is a top-notch detective. Chance has the uncanny ability to impersonate anyone he chooses from their voice tone to their body language. He is a master of disguises and is a very talented actor, further increases his ability to blend in the crowd.

Catman



 * Real Name:Thoms Blake
 * Occupation: renowend cat hunter, super-criminal
 * Service: 163-present
 * Team Role:Hunter
 * Weapons: Carries diamond tipped Catarangs and a variety of sharp blades ranging from knives to claws.His pet Siberian Tiger Rasputin.
 * X-Factor: Catman is one of the most renowed trackers in the world, ableing him to identify different scents. Is in peak human physical condition, has a highly acute sense of smell and hear, and is an expert with all kinds of bladed weapons. Experience in killing superhuman foes.

Catwoman



 * Real Name: Selina Kyle.
 * Occupation: Cat burgular, vigilante.
 * Service: mid 1980's-present.
 * Team Role: Thief
 * Weapons: Carries some bolas and miniature smoke bombs. Her preferred weapons is her 12 ft. black leathered braided whip which she uses both as an effect melee weapon and defense too, she can easily take guns out of multiple men with multiple face hitting strikes. Her costume provides a pair of sharp long steel craws, which are able to extend and retract from her gloves.
 * X-Factor: She in peak physical condition. Catwoman is an extremly agile person who is considered one of the fastest non-superhuman due to her cat-like speed. She is extremly skilled in hand-to-hand combat, master of multiple martial arts, and is able to take Batman in one-on-one fight. Catwoman is an extremly skilled thief and an extraordinary stealth expert. Is a master of disguise.

Plastique



 * Real Name: Bette Sans Souci.
 * Occupation: Terrorist, super-criminal
 * Service: 1982-present.
 * Team Role: Explosive Expert.
 * Powers/Abilities: Plastique has the ability to project explosive force from her body at will by merely touching an object.
 * X-Factor: In peak human condition. Expert in hand-to-hand. She is a master demolition who has a vast knowledge in explosives and and explosion weaponry. Expert in fighting Superhuman opponent.

Metamorpho



 * Real Name: Rex Mason
 * Occupation: Adventurer, Superhero
 * Service:1964-present
 * Team Role: Fighter
 * Powers/Abilities: Metamorpho has the ability to transform his body into any element of the periodic table ranging from the burning state of Phosphorous to the intangible form of Helium, he can also combine elements to form compounds like H2O. Metamorpho can transform into a solid, liquid, or gas state of matter. He can morph his body into anything he can imagine ranging from a giant hammer to a full-size battle tank. He can also stretch his body into incredible feats.
 * X-Factor: Metamorpho's body provides enchanced physical attributes, high resistance against blunt force and energy attacks, and intangibility in his gas or liquid form. He is also an expert adventurer, skilled martial artist, an expert detective, and an extraordinary Archaeologist. Metamorpho has experience fighting Superhuman, Supernatural, and Armed opponents.

Clock King



 * Real Name: William Tockman
 * Occupation:Super-criminal
 * Service:1960-present
 * Team Role: Tech Advisor, Mission Controller
 * Weapons: A variety of clock-themed gadgetry.
 * X-Factor: Is extremely proficent with time and timing, making him a very hard to catch and dangerous to those who face him. Shown to be quite intelligent with technology.

The Demon



 * Real Name:Etrigan, Jason Blood (host).
 * Occupation: Rhyming Demon, Occultist.
 * Service:14th century-present.
 * Team Role: Interrigator, Fighter.
 * Powers/Abilities: Possesses superhuman strength, speed, agility, stamina, durability, and enchanced senses. Able to project Hellfire through his mouth and hands. Etrigan has limited precognition and has a high command in sorcery, but does not have the patience to cast spells. Has claws and fangs that could cut through almost anything. Has a high healing factor.
 * X-Factor: Etrigan is shown to be an extremly cruel and murderous being in battle, he often taunts his opponents in battle. He is quite intelligent and has high knowledge in the occult, sorcery, and demonology in Hell. Etrigan has thousands of years in experience fighting opponents ranging from Archdemons to the mighty Superman himself. Since he is entrapped by The Demonic Laws in Hell, Etrigan has shown weaknesses against holy items such as blessed cross and iron weapons.

AMALGAM


Origin: Full Metal Panic

Timeline: Possibly early 1990's-present

Region of Operation: Worldwide

Headed By: Mr. Gold (possibly)

Brief Bio:Amalgam is a highly organized global terrorist organization. Their primary funding appears comes from criminal activities such as arms smuggling and mercenary work. Though unofficially, Amalgam is likely receiving secret funding from governments seeking to fulfill their own agendas. Amalgam's primary objective seems to be global domination. To further this goal, they are tracking down the Whispered for their valuable knowledge of Black Technology.Amalgam employs a routinue of mercenaries for hire, most of them ex-soldiers or deserters who have become soldiers of fortune. The most dangerous members are Amalgam's elite Arm Slave pilots, who are as ruthless as they are skilled. Combined with Amalgalm's advanced series of Arm Slaves, they are a force to be reckoned with on any battlefield. (From Animeshinobi.com)

Leonardo Testarossa



 * Real Name: Leonard Testarossa
 * Alias: Mr. Silver
 * Occupation: Member of AMALGAM's executive circle, would-be conquerer.
 * Service: late 1990's-present.
 * Weapons: Variety of guns. His Arm Slave The Belial Type-AS
 * X-Factor: He is shown to be in top-peak physical condition for his young age. Leonard is a child prodigy and also a Whispered- young people with uncanny knowledge of advanced science, engineering, mathematics, and physics leading to the creation of The Black Technology- and can communicate with other Whispered telepathically. He is also shown to be a skilled marksman and a skilled hand-to-hand. Leonard is extremly ruthless and will kill anyone in his way. Shown to have a superiority complex.

Andrey Kalinin



 * Real Name:Andrey Sergeivich Kalinin
 * Alias:Perth 1
 * Occupation Military strategist for MIRTHL(later betrayed)
 * Service: Possibly mid 1970's-present.
 * Weapons: Variety of guns. Combat knife is his preferred choice of weaponry.
 * X-Factor: Despite his elderly appearance Kalinin is shown to be in top physical shape for a man his age. He has years of military experience working as a Spetznaz and with the KGB. He is a skilled marksman and expert in hand-to-hand combat. He is shown to be a skilled tactician and stratigest. He is also a very proficent knife fighter.

AMALGAM Soldiers



 * AMALGAM mostly hires mercenaries, soldiers of fortune, spies,criminals and assassins to their ranks.
 * All of them skilled in certain types of combat tactics such as sniping, guerilla warfare, espionage, assassination and such. Some are also professional in arms trade, drug trades, and other criminal activites.
 * They are all equipped with state of the art advanced military technology, not presented in their government-funded militaries.
 * AMALGAM's most dangerous and prized members are their highly-trained elite Arm Slave pilots. They are shown to be viscious in the battlefield and have shown to them to be quite adaptable strategists. Equipped with latest advanced Arm Slaves makes them a very dangerous force to be reckoned with.
 * There's also two human-size Arm Slaves models that serve as Leonard personal bodyguards,known as Alastors types they're of Leonard's creation. More info will be added later.

Expendable Cache
I'm introducing an all new section for this type of battle dubbed "Expendable Cache". Basically Expendable Cache are weapons and vehicles that can be used on both sides in the battle. Intitially all the weapons and the mechs will all belong to The AMALGAM organization, but The Suicide Squad can steal their weapons and mechs(except those noted) for their own.

Avengers vs. The Straw Hat Pirates
A collaboration with the Triumphant Trio

Captain America


Real Name: Steve Rogers

Occupation: War hero, Avenger

Team Role: Leader

Weapon of Choice: Captain America's main choice is his trusty shield, A 12 lbs. 2.5 diameter concave shield made up of a unique- Vibranium metal alloy created from a failed lab experiment and was never able to be created again. The shield itself provides an extremly resilent defense from practically every type of physical attacks and can absorb or deflect all kinds of energy based attacks, if enough energy is absorbed in the shield it can cause a massive energy shockwave to occur. It's unique shape provides minimal wind resiliance and can be bounced off of multiple surfaces before returning to it's owner, making it a formidable long range weapon as well.

Powers/Abilities: Steve Rogers was the only person to be injected with the Super Soldier Serum, giving him peak-human physiology and thus making him the "perfect" human. With the serum Captain America is given Peak human strength, speed, agility, reflexes, stamina, durability senses, a faster healing process, and slow aging.

Spider-Man


Powers/Abilities: Possesses Superhuman physical attributes such as superhuman strength( lifts up to 10 tons), speed, reflexes, agility, equllibrium, stamina, and durability. He has a strong resistance over foriegn chemicals and diseases, making him able to function well even when poisoned. Spider-Man also possess a healing factor, making him able to recover from severe wounds and injuries much faster than a normal human being.

SS vs. SHP: El Diablo (Chato Santana) vs. Sanji
Somewhere else Sanji is seen running through a long hall, chasing one of Light's Squad member illusion. The illusion soon barges through the door, taking it and the chef inside the the prison's large cafeteria. "Oh no you don't." Sanji said jumping high into the air. "Epaule...Shot!" The blonde cook raises his leg high up in the air and quickly brings it down, only to have the illusion quickly disperse on impact suddenly. "What!?" Sanji then lands on the ground. Damn...an illusion. He thought. Getting up, the young chef looks around the overly large mess hall; dozens and dozens of table rows fill in the room's large space area, whith several watchtowers built in the prison's grey walls. Something isn't 'right.' 'Sanji thought.' ' I can sense a bad vibe this bland place is giving me, and it's not good.  The blonde hair man felt a cold chill running down his spine, making his whole body slightly shutter. "Hmm?" Sanji suddenly hears a faint voice, like a whisper. He then turns his head and sees a man sitting on one of the tables placed afar.
 * Play chiruda stone by La Chilinga*

El Diablo is sitting in a messhall table, his hands clasped together and praying in Spanish "Padre nuestro, que estás en el cielo. Santificado sea tu nombre..." (Our Father, who art in heaven. Hallowed be thy name...). The man chanted. That voice... Sanji recognized that thick, dark accent from the Dial recording left by Usopp. That man was part of their nakama's capture, and for that he must have knowledge about his where abouts in this god-forsaken prison, even if he has kick the shit out him in the process. "Hmph." The blonde chef then walks towards the warrior monk as he finishes his prayer. "No nos dejes caer en tentación y líbranos del mal. Amén." (Lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil. Amen)

"Thought I heard that voice somwhere in the Dial." Sanji said stopping a few feet away from the warrior monk. "You must be one of the guys that took our friend...big mistake." Diablo gets up off the table. "I assume you're one of the Captain's crewmates." The hispanic replied, looking back at the chef. "Captain ?" Sanji said taking a puff of his cigarette. "The guy couldn't be the captain of a crew of mice for all I know." El Diablo chuckled. "I see, so that explain his eratic behavior." The Mexican warrior commented. "You know smoking kills you ese."

The blonde chef takes another puff of his cigarette and takes it out of his mouth. "I suppose, but the same thing can be said about the tatoos on your body." Sanji flickers it a couple of time, causing the ash to drop onto the floor, before placing it back into his mouth. "I guess you can say that, but these tatoos on me have a meaning." Diablo replied. " A symbol o-" "Cut the bull crap padre!" The blonde man shouted, disrupting Diablo.

"Where...is....Usopp?" Sanji demanded with a ferocious look on his face.

El Diablo gave the chef a disappointed look and sighed. "I do not know." He said. "I see..." Sanji then spits out his cigarette. "Guess I have to pry it out of you then." In a quick flash, Sanji appears in front of the tattoed warrior and tries to land a kick into his side, but Diablo quickly moves out of the way causing him to hit the table near by. Prying it from the ground and sending it flying into the wall. El Diablo raises his hands up, causing a wall of fire to surround the Straw Hat pirate. ''Fire huh. ''Sanji thought. Could Ace not be the only to have eaten the fruit?

"Please...I do not wish to fight you hermano." El Diablo pleaded. "You and your friends have made a mistake coming here that will cost you all your lives. Surrender and nobody has to get hurt. We can work this out together." The warrior monked bargain, trying to find a solution in an already hopless situation. "Surrender?" The thought rang inside Sanji like a buzzing bee. Since when did the Straw Hats ever surrender to enemy? Never...not in Skypeia nor will they in here. Like hell! Sanji quickly jumps into a hand stand and begins to spin his legs around in an extremly face pace, causing a vortex to form and blow the flames away. "Que?" El Diablo stares in awe as the chef quickly dispears the Latino's smoldering flames in seconds. Sanji quickly jump backs onto his feet and charges at his opponent in quick speed. "Gigot!" The pirate chef sweeps his feet into Diablo's kneecaps, sending him flying into the kitchen behind. "Ung!" Diablo crashes into the empty kitchen with a loud bang.

"I would rather die, than spend the rest of my life in this hellhole." Sanji said, tapping his feet on the ground. Diablo laid there motionless before his eyes suddenly begin to glow. "I see..." He said, getting up from the wreckage. "I swore an oath to use the gift God gave me to vanquish the evil on this earth and repent for my sin, but if I have to use it to knock some sense into you..." The tatooed warrior's hands and feet begin to glow a molten bright red as flames begin to cover his body. "Then so be it!"

"Heh." A grin runs acroos Sanji's face. "I like to see you try."

El Diablo growled in anger and fires a stream of flames at the Straw Hat cook."Hmph." Sanji dodges burning flames by shifting to the side; afterwards, Sanji quickly flash steps in front of the the tattoed monk and immediately tries to land a solid kick into his neck, but Diablo already anticipated this to happen. Diablo quickly blocks the attack with his burning arm, much to the chefs chargin. "What?" Sanji said shocked. El Diablo quickly follows this surprise by swinging his other molten fist and punching Sanji squar in the chest. "Nguh!" Damn that was hit! The seemingly durable chef could feel a sudden burning sensation inches from the warrior monk's burning fist. Damn it did it hurt, but he cannot falter to the enemy; not now not ever, but he can always return the favor....

"Hou!" Sanji quickly counters with a suprise attack by kicking the devilish looking gangster in the face. "Guh." The latino groaned as the blonde chef successfully lands the attack, sending himself flying into the air while the Diablo violently stumbles back. Sanji lands on the ground with perfect stride while Diablo sucessfuly regains his own footing; a large hole is incinerated in the chef's suit. Breathing heavily, the warrior monk wipes the blood trickling from his mouth.. "Please..." He said. "I't doesnt have to be this way amigo. " Diablo pleads, still trying desperately to find a way to end this nonsense violence. "Heh." The blonde chef cracks his neck a couple of times. " Why... I was just getting started." Sanji said with a cool grin. "..." Diablo remained silent, he thought the punch will get the blonde man to step down, but it only fueled the fire even more.

¿Hay alguna otra forma para poner fin a esta locura, mi Señor...(Is their anyway to end this madness, Lord?) He pondered.

"Here I come." Sanji taps his foot several times and suddenly charges at his opponent in a quick flash. "Mierda!" Diablo quickly snaps back into reality. His fists still burning with the flames of vengeance, El Diablo throws a flurry of fireballs at the charging chef. Sanji dodges the oncoming balls of flames left and right with ease, and at the right time The blonde chef knees his tatooed opponent hard in the stomach. "Guh!"Diablo spat violently. The hit causes Diablo's stomach to ripple from the kick's impact. "Collier...shoot!" Sanji then jumps up into the air and rams his foot into Diablo's neck, sending him flying into the rows of tables; the tatooed gangster crashes into the tables with a loud bang, dragging the other table rows behind before stopping. Sanji reaches into his pocket and grabs a cigarette, he then lights it up and takkes a puff "That was only the appetizer." He said ,before blowing a stream of smoke.

"Blurgh!" Diablo drops on the ground, coughing up blood. ''Maltido! (Damn!)'' He thought, holding his stomach in great pain. ''All that strength...from two kicks! ''Sanji casually walks towards his fallen opponent. " Oi, don't tell me your already losing concious padre." He said, stopping a few inches away from him. The blonde chef takes a puff of his cigarette. "You and I still have that thing to discuss about my friend you kidnapped." He commented. "So what's it gonna be?" Sanji asks cooly. Diablo lifts his head up and stares at the chef intenisly-blood dripping from chin- refusing to answer. "I see..." Sanj said. Suddenly the Straw Hat pirate slams his foot into Diablo's stomach once again, launching him high in the air; the blonde chef quickly jumps up into inhuman height and does a quick front flip midair, before slamming his foot into the tattoed monks back. Launching him downward into the ground with a loud bang, while Sanji lands on the ground perfectly on his two feet. Diablo slowly gets up, his legs feeling all woobly. " Well....what are you waiting for?If your not gonna talk, then fight !" Sanji yells ,holding his arms wide open. Goading his opponent strike him; The blonde chef couldn't stand fighting someone o cowardly like Diablo. To him, it was a sign of disrespect and a lack of manners.

Diablo merely stood there, bloody and beaten, still refusing go any further. Sure it would be easy for him to incinerate that blonde gringo into ashes like he did to those prisoners during the prison riot Harley caused *, but unlike his opponent standing before him those prisoners were like a pack of bloodthirsty wild beasts. He could sense the hate and blackness dwelling in their hearts, not seeking redemption for the pain and destruction they caused to others in their lives. This guy however was different from them. He could sense a kindred spirit, a heart filled with purity and rightgousness within Sanji's soul. Something that Diablo strives to find within himself. Killing him would be pointless death, a sin to the eyes of God. "Tsk, fine." Sanji said irrated. "Time to finish this!" He then charges at the wounded warrior with the force of a raging bull.

"Stop!" Diablo shouts, raising his arm. All of sudden several pillars of flames appear in front of the charging chef. " Shit!" Sanji makes makes a sudden stop, causing him to skid in the process. Diablo raises his other and, causing several other flame pillars to surround the pirate chef. "I refuse to take this fight any further!" The warrior monk hoarsed. "Don't you see! They will kill your friend before you even reach him, then kill you and your friends on the spot like you were dogs!" He exclaimed. "Heh. And why would this matter to you?" Sanji replied. "You and friends were the ones that brought our friend to this hellhole in the first place."

The gringo got a point. Diablo thought. Maybe I did help bring their friend here, but still... "Maybe so amigo, but that was something I cannot stop even if I could." He said. "However, I can still save you and your friends from a hellish fate you cannot turn from, a fate...like mine." Diablo points out. Sanji gives the warrior monk a cold stare. "You're more dumber than I expected." The tattoed prisoner looked at the chef angrily. "No matter... it's time to finish this fight." Sanji quickly does a swift roundhouse kick, sending a powerful gust of wind to blow away the pillar flames. "Mierda!" Diablo shouts. "I thought you learned this lesson the first time, fire can't keep a cook at bay." Sanji said. "It only fuels his desire to create the perfect dish." The blonde chef then jumps up in mid-air. "So allow me to show you how its done. Bassett...Shot!" Sanji slams his foot into the warrior monk's face. "Ngh." He groaned. "Longe!" Sanji quickly lands on the ground and sweep kicks Diablo's back. "Tendron!" He then side kicks Diablo's collar bone. "Flachet!" The chef quickly follows it with a hard kick to the stomach. "Quasi!" Sanji gets into a hand-stand and starts to spin around in a fast motion, kicking Diablo into multiple directions. The pasifist prisoner felt a huge jolt of aching pain coursing all around his body. "Queue." Continuing with the momentum, Sanji swings his other leg hard into Diablo's tail bone. "Cuiesseue!" The blonde chef sends another hard kick into Diablo's thigh instead, causing him to stumble. "Jarret." Sanji fiercly kicks Diablo in the shin. "And now the final touch.... Veau Shot!" Sanji then leaps in the air and lands a powerful sweep kick into Chato's torso, sending him soaring into the wall behind; El Diablo crashes into the concrete wall, leaving a large cracked crater behind. The warrior finally falls into the ground with a loud thud, seemingly unconcisous. The blonde chef lands lightly on his feet. "It seems you've forgot the main concept of a fight padre, there's only you and the enemy. Peace is not an option, and only those who strive for victory shall survive this cruel world...." Sanji said, taking a puff of his cigarette. " It seems you have yet to understand that concept and for that your dish ultimately turned cold. Maybe next time you'll give me your all, but until then....talk." The blonde demands his defeated opponent.

Suddenly, El Diablo's eyes opened up glowing brightly. "You fool..." He said in a cold, dishearten voice. Much diffrent from before. "Hmm?"  Guess he's not down yet. Sanji thought. El Diablo slowly starts to get up off the ground. " I try to warn you countless times of what's to come and yet you discard my heeds like worthless trash! It seems I was wrong about you, there is darkness dwelling in your heart..." The warrior monk's skin slowly begins to transform into a bright molten red color as flames begin to sprout all alround his body. The ground below him starts to crumble and turn to cinder, while all the tables begin to melt into a mass of molten metal liquid from the intense heat. "What the hell, where is this power coming from!?" Sanji says to himself, shocked that the fallen warrior could muster this much strength after getting such a beaten. El Diablo begins to levitate slowly off the ground. "Gak." Sanji falls onto his knee coughing violently as the temperature in the room spikes up all of a sudden, making it hard for him to breath. What the hell is going on!? Sweat starts pour from his skin a gushing waterfall.'' How is it getting so hot in here? ''Sanji then lifts his head up and his eyes widen up in horror.

Behind the burning man, the blonde chef could see a giant flaming skeleton levitating above him, it's bones marked with intricate symbols. He couldn't tell if what he saw was all in his head from the heat or was it the manisfastation of the true power this man wields under him. Shit...Whatever this man possess it sure didn't came from any Devil Fruit in existence, but from something far, far more...sinister. "Let us see if the purness outweights the darkness in your heart..." El Diablo said holding up his hand. "By purging you through the flames of God's judgement!" The burning monk suddenly fires a giant wave of fire at his fallen opponent. ''It can't be !? ''Sanji could see the wave of fire coming towards him like a raging storm.

So this is it. Sanji thought, his black suit soons begins to peel away from the intense heat. I'm about to die this time. The Straw Hat chef soon closes his eyes as the wall of fire finally engulfs him.

After a few moments, El Diablo clenches his fist, causing the mass of fire to disperse immediately. As the smoke finally begins to clear up Sanji is seen lying on the floor, still breathing even after begin entrapped in a wall of burning, agonizing pain; His skin seen to be lightly charred up- although not in a severe case- his shirt and suit are completly incinerated, leaving a puff of ash in it's wake. His blonde hair is lightly burnt as well as his black pants, while one of his shoes is still intact to his feet. Not burnt to a crips like most of his waredrobe. El Diablo levitates and lands next to his fallen opponent. His molten skin turns back to it's mocha coloring, most of the tatoo markings enscribed in his back are completly burnt off, revealing the smooth skin underneath.

"It seems the purity in your heart have let you survive with your life from God's judgement. I guess there is some good in you then, but I wonder...." El Diablo grabs a hold of Sanji's arm and lifts him onto his shoulder. "Will your friends share the same fate." Diablo says to himself before carrying both him and the fallen chef away from the molten aftermath that was once the kitchen.

The Midnighter


Origin: Stormwatch Vol.2 # 4

Timeline: mid 1980's-present

Region of Operation: Worldwide, throughout parallel dimensions, time, and space.

Dio Brando


Origin:JoJo's Bizarre Adventures

Timeline: 1889-1985

Region of Operation: Worldwide

Black Label Organization


Origin:Triage X

Timeline: Unknown

Region of Operation: Tobioka City

Werewolf By Night


Origin: Marvel Spotlight # 4

Timeline: Since his transformation-present

Region of Operation: Worldwide

Plot Summary
The Black Label face off against a mysterious cult responsible for the disturbing strings of murder in Tobioka City. Things take turn for the worst when they come across Jack Russoff, better known as Werewolf By Night. The assassins soon find themselves fighting for their lives against the lunar beast!

Who's Got The Punchline ?: The Joker vs. Team Baskerville (Midnight Carnival Comeback)
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Other Information
Origin: Batman # 1 1940

Timeline: Since his debut in Gotham- present

Region of Operation: Worldwide, while his main stomping ground is Gotham City.

Weapons

 * The bang-labeled spear gun- A traditional looking revolver that, instead of firing bulllets, fires a flag inside the muzzle with the word "BANG!" on it.Scaring his intended victims with seems to be a bad joke, only to be caught by surprise by when they're shot by the gun's second component: a hidden spear. A one-shot weapon, the spear gun is one of Joker's most common and favorite weapon in his arsenal. Due to its surprise factor the spear gun is mostly used for tricking his opponent into false hope or as a last minute defense and has a short to medium range.
 * Smith & Wesson Revolver- A Model 15-4 with the traditonal 6-round cylinder, .38 caliber ammunition, and a 4 barrel with a medium shooting range distance. Mainly used to get the job done and get rid of witnessess or enemies if neccessary.
 * Razor-Shap Bladed Playing Cards- A unique type of weapon in his arsenal that can be used for short and long range, but mostly long range. It may look like a harmless deck of cards, although in reality they are finely sharpen to the point where they are able to slice through flesh easily and hold a bit of acuracy. A useful weapon when your opponents don't think you have a weapon.
 * Razor blade and other hidden knives- A standard razor blade sharp enough to slit throats and cause a whole lot of blood splattering along with other blades such as kitchen knives, butcher knives, KA-BARS hidden in Joker's suit. Mainly used for close quater combat, surprise attacks, and as projectiles.
 * Electric Joybuzzer- A novelty joybuzzer set to let out a lethal voltage on unsuspecting people have they touched it. Used to shock the shit out of people and surprise attacks.
 * Acid-spitting flower- It may look like an innocent yellow flower, but in reality it is able to squirt out a shot of acid strong enough to burn flesh, cause blindness, or even kill.
 * Joker Venom- The Joker's favorite and most lethal weapon in his arsenal to date. Joker is a very unique type a poison that has an interchangable chemical structure due to it's creator's specialty with chemical concoqtion. It kills in an instance once it hits the body, leaving it's victim with a wide, twisted grin upon death. It can be used in various ways like in gas form, injection, and in liquid and can enter the body through the blood stream, by breathing it in, or by skin contact. A very dangerous poison with a very hard to find cure.
 * TNT & other assorted explosives- A strong explosive component that is capable enough of leveling tall buildings by the amount of explosives given. Joker also has access to time bombs, dummy explosives, and a RPG rocket launcher.
 * Crowbar- A standardize tool used to pry things open, but was infamously known for as the tool that beat Jason Todd to a pulp in "A Death in The Family.".
 * Heavily Modified IMI Tavor TAR-21- A semi-automatic or fully automatic assault rifle made with a longer barrel, a sniper scope, and a laser point to top it off.
 * Other comedic weapons- The other weapons that are more bizarre, but bring out a bang in the end. They range from cyanide pies to straight up explosive whoopie coushins. Bizarre yet gets the job done.

Gunslinger Royal: Jonah Hex vs. Django Freeman vs. Two Gun Kid vs. Brad "Grim Reaper" Burns vs. The Man With No Name vs. Sabata
The Ultimate Western Showdown is coming.

Tag-Team User Fighting Game Tournament (The 8th Annual Ketto Ryu Tag- Team Tournament)
Every 200 years the world annual Ketto Ryu Tag-Team Tournament is held in which brave and determined fighters from all around the world pair up and compete in matches around the globe. The winners will obtain the title of Ketto Ryu Champions  and offically declared as the world's greatest tag-team duo.The year is 2031 and over 500 fighters have entered, but only 22 remain to compete in the finals and see who...is...the GREATEST TAG-TEAM DUO!!!!!!!

In the style of a tag-team  fighting game Users create their own fighters with unique attacks and team up with another in a contest

The Roster
Here's how the roster of the tournament is set up. There must be a ratio of 22 fighters among those 22 there must be...
 * 10 males
 * 10 females
 * 2 genderless

Within that roster there can only be 8 non-human warriors(3 males, 3 females, 2 genderless). Non-humans are basically elves, robots, demons, cat wizards from an 8th dimension etc. Just be creative about it. Now the reason why the ratio is so specific is because it has to have cast of vibrant and unique characters that can be distinguished from each other.

The Fighter
here's what I want from a fighter...
 * Name- Your character's name duuuh! Oh and if your doing a funny based fighter, be original with the name
 * Age:
 * Height:
 * Gender:
 * Race: Human or Non-Human like elves, vampires etc.
 * Ethinicty:
 * Nationality: Real or original
 * Physical Appearance- Give me a description of what your character's physicaly looks. What's their hair color? What's their eye color etc.
 * Clothes/Equipment- What does character usually wear in combat. it can be a karate gi or boxing shorts or some kind of specially made wear. Equipment is basically things ranging fro.m boxing gloves to leg guards to knights armor. when it comes to your character's clothing I want it to be unique and original
 * Personality:
 * Biography- I want you to give me a bio of who or what your character is. it can be a freelance martial artist or a super soldier or a jungle savage from the African rain forest. Just be original and unique when making a bio. I don't want half-ass. The Bio is what  can distinguish one warrior from another.
 * Fighting Style:What is your fighter's style in hand to hand combat. It can be a martial art or some kind of military combat training or just basic hand to hand because they rely on their claws. it can be  real or original. just get creative and give out a brief description.
 * Weapon: What kind of hand-held weapon does your fighter use. Only 7 fighters ( 3 male, 3 male, and 1 genderless) can use a weapon and lack a fighting style, but retain a weapon based fighting style.
 * Weapon Style (Weapon fighters only):What kind of weapon martial arts or training is backed behind the weapon. It can be a real weapon style or something original. Just be creative about it and give out a brief description.
 * Ability: What your character can do and backs your technique. Magic, Ki or another name for spiritual energy. It must be original and relate to your character and their fighting style
 * 8 Regular Techniques: Your normal moves, will be explained in the Technique section
 * 5 to 6 Unique Techniques: Your Special Moves, will be explained in Technique section
 * 2-3 Superior Techniques: Your Super Moves, will ve explained in Technique section
 * Advantages- What gives your fighter the edge over their opponent. Are they more agile? Are they more flexible to get out of holds? Do they take less damage from projectiles than other fighters? Do they take less damage from specific elemental types of projectile or melee attack? The advantage can't OP, it has to be plausible and related to your character.
 * Weaknesses: What would be your fighter's downside. Do they have a strong offense, but have a weak defense or vice verca? Is your fighter more ground type? Do projectiles do more damage? Is your fighter a boxer and lacks kicks? The weakness must be original and relate to your fighter's combat and prowess.

Techniques
Techniques are basically your average normal moves, special moves, and Super moves of an average fighting game. Each fighter has some kind of unique techniques and skills that make them very profiecent in combat. Here's how they're elaborated

Regular Techniques
These are your normal moves, the ones that you can do on the fly and require little if no energy. They have little to no damage by themselves, but when linked together will cause a chain of multiple strikes that lead to even stronger attacks. They're basically...
 * Melee Attacks: Simple and straight forward melee hits like elbow strikes, fast jabs, a two-hit knee kick, etc. They're basically to help to start combos.
 * Short-Range Projectiles: These are more of your basic energy-type attacks: Short range and have little damage.
 * Throws/Grapple: These are your really close range attacks in which a fighter grabs an opponent and either throws them or jabs the multiple times before slamming them into the ground or something even more crazy. There must be at least 1-2 in your regular techniques, however you can have as many as you want if you're looking into a grapple type character.
 * Stance/Evade: They can also be an evasive move in order to dodge the opponents or different type of stance in the fighter's martial arts.

Unique Techniques
The Unique Techniques are your Special Moves, your "Hadouken", Your "Charging Star", etc. Basically these attacks are much stronger than your Regular Techniques and require more energy. They have more damage and hit harder. These can be...

Melee Attacks: Unlike Regular Techniques, Melee Attacks in Unique Techniques are alot more elaborate. They range from a figher inducing uppercut to 4 hit links of kicks to a furious charging headbutt. These attacks are basically to either continue or finish a combo. Be creative about it.

Mid to Long Range Projectiles: These are stronger and can reach a longer distance than a Normal move projectile. They can range from fire balls to flying needles to just about anything you can put your mind to. Be creative and original.

Throws/Grapple: These are the more technical and can be chained to another throw. These can range from a one hit pile driver to a multi-hit german suplex to summoning a giant black hand from the ground to crush your foe. When it come to grapple attacks make it unique and original.

Unique Techniques must be named, briefly detailed, how much hits in can do (Nothing over 10 hits for melee, nothing over 6 for projectiles, nothing over 3 for Throws), how much damage it can do, and wether it has an after effect. In your Unique Techniques there must be a....

Counter/Anti Move: Within your Unique Techniques there must be at least one or two Counter moves. It can be used to counter your opponent's melee attacks or protect one from projectiles temporarily. It can be a melee move, a grapple move, or an evade.

Superior Techniques
Your Superior Technique will be your Super Move, your Hyper Combo, your Critical Edge etc. These are your strongest attacks when it comes to your fighter alone. These attacks will do the most damage and are usually used to finish a combo or power ones' self temporarily. It has a chance to leave your opponent badly damage or K.O.'d; however these attacks will require most of your energy and will leave you enough to do Unique Techniques or one more Superior Technique. This can make or break your fighter when it comes to one on one. These Techniques can be....

Melee Attacks: These are your strongest melee attacks. Can range from a savage multi-hit combo to a powerful one-hit combo to a powerful counter move. Be creative about it.

Projectiles: Your strongest projectile attack. It can be a powerful beam or force blast or a summoning of flying demons. Again be creative and original.

Power-Up: Can increase some kind of attribute in your fighter for a brief moment (at least 30 seconds to a minute). Be creative on how it works.

Throw/Grapple: Your ultimate throw move. Can be a superior suplex or dragging your opponent to another dimension. And again be creative and original.

All Superior Techniques must be named, briefly descripted, how much hits (can range from 30 +), and how much damage and or after effect of the attack. Be Creative and Original por favor.

Don'ts of Creating Fighter
No Relations to establish fictional characters or organizations: Your fighter can't have any relationship to any establish fictional character or organization in video games, movies, etc. Your fighter must be original and creative.

No using establish fictional Fighting styles or Techniques: Your fighter can't use a fighting style or technique already established in other media. However they can be an insperation to make something original or creative.

No Ridiculous  Name: Do not give your techniques a stupid name.... please. Be creative about it.

Brief Biography
Matt Murock was only 12 years old when he was  diagnosed with permanently blindness after saving a blind man from a swirving truck with radioactive. However, at the same time Matt was also gifted with an extraordinary ability. After strolling down the street one day he realized all of his other senses have heighten into extraordinary levels, letting him see a world that nobody else can describe. As he grew older Matt graduated into law school and started to train in martial arts with a fellow blindman named Sticks. On the day before his law school graduation Murdock's father, boxing fighter Johnathon "Battling Jack" Murdock, was beaten to death by the oder of criminal gangster "The Fixer" after failing to lose a fixed-match. After the death of his father, Matt opened up a law practice with his long-time Franklin "Foggy" Nelson to help innocent people in the court of law all after the while masquarading as Daredevil: The Man Without Fear. As Daredevil, Matt utilizes his fighting skills and heighten senses to fight off criminal scums in the streets of New York.

Other Info
Origin: Daredevil # 1 1964

Timeline: Since his father's death-present

Region of Operation: Worldwide, main stomping ground New York.

Weapons
Multi-Purpose Cane:Daredevil's main and only weapon of choice. The Multi-Purpose Cane has for different modes Daredevil can choose from double stick, nunchuck, staff, and manrikigusari( a long chain-like weapon with two weighted ends). It also has a cable grappling hook that helps Daredevil swing from building to building. Daredevil uses the weapon as both a melee and a projectile with max proficiency.

Powers/Abilities
Superhuman Level Senses: Ever since he was bathed in the radioactive waste, all of Daredevil's senses have increased exponetially giving him a different view of his surrounding.These include...
 * Superhuman Level of Touch: Daredevil's sense of touch is so keen and preceptive that he is able to read faster than a normal human being by touching the ink's imprint. His sense of touch makes Daredevil very sensitive to his surroundings. He is able to  detect the temperature and pressure change around him or sense someone from five feet away due to body heat and disturbance in the air. It also gives him complete body control, abling him to increase his strength to peak human level or give him enchanced agility.
 * Superhuman Level of Smell: Daredevil's sense of smell allows him to acutely decipher and recognize different types of smells and odors.With it he is able to recognize someone's scent and follow them within a 50 ft radius or recognize someone by certain stench of their sweat. His sense of smell allows him to track any person by their smell alone, even if they tried masqueraded ir.
 * Superhuman Level of Hearing: Daredevil's sense of hearing allows him to hear things at a greater distant and certain kinds of vibrations that no normal human could hear. With it Daredevil is able to hear someone's hearbeat at a distance of fifty feet,or hear a whisper conversaation through a soundproof wall. He then taught himself how to mentall block other sounds and increase perception on a specific type of sound, with it he is able to concentrate faster. He is also able to indentify someone and tell if they're lying ffrom their heartbeat alone.
 * Superhuman Level of Taste: Daredevil has a refined sense of taste. He could taste every single ingredient found in the food and drinks he consumes. However there must be at least twenty millligrams of the substance present to do so.
 * Superhuman Level of Equillibrium: Daredevil has complete and total control of his balance, making him on par with the great Spider-Man is a sense of balance.
 * Radar Sense: Sort of a Sixth sense, Daredevil's Radar sense gives him of where objects are and how far they are in his surroundings by sending electromagnetic signals in the brain and bouncing off of certain objects. The Radar sense essentially gives him some kind of dimensional view of the world.
 * Telepathy: Daredevil apprently possesses some minor telepathic abilities, however this should not be taken accounted for in the final out come, as there is no essential explaination on how they work.

X-Factors
Olympic Level Strength: Daredevil is far stronger than a normal human being thanks rigourous and intense daily excercise. He is able to lift about 450 lb max and was able to flip a limousine full of people one time.

High Intelligence: Daredevil is shown to have a high IQ level and is shown to be quite knowledgble in science and medicine.

Skilled Stratigist: Daredevil is known to be skilled and proficent tactician in combat, as he must rely on his senses, mind, body, and skill to take on superhuman foes and minimize the damage. At one point, Daredevil was able to ambush the Avengers (Members at this point were Beast, Captain America, Black Widow, and Hercules) and incapitate them all by himself.

Superb Acrobat: Daredevil is an extemly skilled acrobat, surpassing the most elite Olympic athlete due to constant rigourous training in his lifetime. Daredevil moves entirely on foot utilizing the combination of his acrobatic skills, extreme parqoure, and his cane to maneuver around the city.

Skilled Detective: Utilizing his intelligence, hyper senses, and interrogation skills, Daredevil has shown to be an exceptional detective who can find clues and solve perplexed problems.

Proficient Marksman: Daredevil is shown to be a remarkable marksman, expecially with projectile weapons like his cane. He can richocet his cane and hit a target with pin-point accuracy.