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Battle vs. Mandalorian Shock Trooper (by ToxicWarrior)[]

Two Mandalorians,and his Wardroid,Are hunting for bounties,Then three Predators see him and goes into active camo,the Wardroid see through its active thermal vision,and shoots,the Mandalorians both shoot,as they are shoting a Predator sneak and stabs the Mandalorian with his Claws,as he is doing that the Mandalorian drops his pistol,the pistol drops and shot the Predator in the chest,the Predator drags the Mandalorian to a bush and use the Smart disk to cut the head off,and adds it to his collection,The predator heals then goes to battle the wardriod turns,and they uses many there weapons,The predator use the smart disk and the Predator use his Disintegrator and Ripper and shots it many times to make sure it has died,he smirks,The wardroid use his rockets,blaster,and flamethrower and shots a predator dead,the predator grabs his dagger,shuriken,maul,plasma caster,whip,and all remaining equipment and use them all on the wardroid,the mandalorian also use the last of his ammo,and throws his beskad,and axe,The mandalorian trys his last Assault,it was out the predator grabs the dagger and throws it hitting the mandalorian who falls, the predator walks to the dead predator and turns the self destruct on,he walks to and almost cuts his head but the mandalorians jumps and stabs him,and pull it up and kills the predator.He yells "MANDALORE!"

Expert's Opinion[]


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The battle was disregarded because the Mandalorians were given a handheld flamethrower and a variety of grenades they never used.

Battle vs. John Rambo (by Wassboss)[]

Rambo is trekking through an alien forest. He can’t remember how he got here but he knows he was brought here by something. He has his AK-47 in hand at all times and never puts it down. Suddenly a plasma blast hits the ground it front of him leaving a hole. He looks up and sees predator sitting on a branch the plasma caster aimed at him. Rambo fires his AK at him catching the predator off guard making him fall out of the tree.

Predator lands perfectly and fires again but rambo easily dodges and opens fire hitting predator in the shoulder. Predator doesn’t even register the pain and fires his plasma caster obliterating the assault rifle. Rambo whips out his colt M1911 and loads up a magazine. He then stops in his tracks and points the pistol straight at the plasma caster. He fires one shot and the caster explodes, but predator is unshaved. He pulls out his combi stick and jumps at rambo who fires again hitting him in the stomach.

Rambo discards his pistol and pulls out his bow firing a volley of arrows all of them missing their target. However they distract him long enough to allow rambo to escape. Predator follows rambo’s tracks cautiously as he could be anywhere. Rambo watches him from the bushes and quietly pulls out his bow. He loads up his last arrow and aims at predators head. However predator hears rustling and turns to block the arrow with his wrist blades.

Rambo screams and runs out pulling out his hunting knife and leaping at predator. He grabs the combi stick out of his hands and throws it aside. He lunges forward and stabs predator in the thigh. Predator knees rambo in the face and retracts his wrist blades. He stabs forward but rambo somehow parries the blades. He tries to stab forward but predator grabs his arm and tosses him aside.

Rambo gets up fuming with rage. He doesn’t like to be treated like trash. He yells and charges full pelt at predator who fires his wrist blades at him scraping his face. Rambo is in such a rage he doesn’t even care and jumps on predator trying to stab him. Predator pushes him away and pulls out a smart disc. He throws it decapitating rambo without even batting an eyelid. He bows too his fallen opponent and walks off.


Expert's Opinion[]

Predator’s toughness and array of alien technology helped him triumph over the rambo’s human toughness and human weapons.

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The battle was declared invalid because John Rambo was given an AK-47, a weapon he never used.

Battle vs. Terminator (The Terminator) (by Imhungry4444)[]

No battle was written.

Winner: Predator

Expert's Opinion[]


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The battle was declared invalid because the Terminator was given a "Colt .45 longslide Auto", a weapon that doesn't exist.

Battle vs. Duke Nukem (by Lasifer)[]

No battle was written.


Expert's Opinion[]

While Duke had quite a heavy hitting arsenal, Predator was able to withstand most of Duke's attacks, and had much more advanced weaponry of his own. That, along with his incredible stealth and sharp wrist blades, won him the day.

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The battle has been declared invalid for giving the Predators a mask laser, a weapon they never used.

Battle vs. Thrud the Barbarian (by Mr Snuglepuff)[]

It was a common day at the Hobbit’s Armpit. Patrons were joking and drinking as the waitresses took trays filled with drinks. At the bar sat Thrud the Barbarian, his massive form on the stool. His Ax resting next to him, as his hand held a goblet of beer.

Suddenly, there was a strange sound outside, like if a tornado was actually falling from the sky. “What is going on?” asked one of the bar’s patrons, his sword at his scabbard, he approached the door and opened. Outside he saw a scene that filled him with awe, a massive metal ship of some sort had landed right on the street in front of the Hobbit’s Armpit Tavern, a door opened at the side of it as a ramp was extended towards the ground.

“What is that?” asked another patron, this one with a bow and a quiver full of arrows on his back, as he stood behind the other. Suddenly something came out flying from the opened door of the metal flying ship, as an extended Combi stick pierced trough both patrons, and they fell down dead on the floor. The Combi Stick still impaled in them.

Then, on the Hobbit’s Armpit’s opened door, stood the Predator. The heat vision function of his bio mask helmet scanning the place, noticing how everyone there had a sword, or an ax, or some weapon of some sort; except for the Barman and the three waitresses. The intergalactic hunter knew well who its targets were. He took out his whip, his wrist blades extending from the wristlet on his other arm.

Every Patron of the bar saw the massive figure of the Predator, blocking the only way out. They took out their weapons, helmets and shields, “Get him!” yelled one with a massive broadsword and a jeweled helmet. He was the first to die as the Predator slashed him in half with the dented whip. More patrons ran towards the Predator, only to meet their doom as the predator pierced trough their armor with the wrist blades, or wrapped his whip around their necks, only to pull it a second later, cutting their heads straight off. Seeing the carnage, some of the patrons decided to just hide under the tables, hoping to survive this somehow. One of them even went over at the bar, talking to Thrud in panic. “Thrud! Look at that! Do something!”

Thrud punched the man on the face, sending him flying several feet away with his teeth out of his mouth and his nose caved in his face. “Shhh. I’m drinking.” said Thrud, as he downed another beer.

As the Predator slashed at the last patron that faced him, cutting him in half with the whip, he saw the massive figure sitting at the bar. He saw the massive Ax next to it. He knew he had found a worthy prey.

The Predator reached down at the Combi Stick, still impaled on the two patrons, and shortened it, causing the bodies of the Patrons to fall down on the floor, and fastening it on his belt. He then gripped the whip more firmly and slashed at Thrud’s back, but the massive figure was unharmed.

Thrud felt something touch him lightly on the back, so he stood up and turned around. “Who interrupts me while I have my beer?” he said.

The Predator looked at Thrud, he knew he was in front of a mighty prey. He must be if he was unharmed from his whip. He slashed at Thrud again with his whip, wrapping it around Thrud’s wrist.

Thrud just looked at his writs and pulled, causing the Predator to loose his footing and stumble towards the big Barbarian. Thrud then punched the Predator on his face, denting the Predator’s helmet, causing him to loose his grip on the whip, as it fell on the floor.

The Predator was suddenly blinded as the helmet made short circuit, he took it off as it was useless now. His face terrified everyone that was still alive at the tavern as the Predator gave out a great roar. The Predator ran towards Thurd, his Wrist Blades ready to strike.

“By the sacred jockstrap of Robert E. Howard you'll pay for this, Hellspawn!" Thurd then grabbed his ax and swung it at the Predator, cutting off the arm that had the Wrist Blade, it rolled out and under a table where the last surviving patron was hiding.

The Predator’s bright green blood splattered over the floor. Thurd swung his ax again, but the Predator now regarded him with more respect and started dodging him, waiting for an opening.

The patron hiding under the table looked at the Predator’s severed hand, and decided to peek his head out of the table. “Is it over?” he said. They were the last words he uttered as Thurd’s axe slashed his head cleanly trough, as he missed the Predator yet again.

Finally, as he had managed to put some distance between him and Thrud, the Predator reached for his Combi Stick with his remaining arm, extended it to full length yet again, and hurled it at Thrud like a javelin.

Thurd just swung his axe, deflecting the Combi stick to a side.

The door to the kitchen opened, and out came the new busboy hired by the owner of the tavern. “I just finished cleaning the dishes and…” was the last thing he said as the Predator’s deflected Combi Stick impaled itself on his chest.

Then Thrud flung his axe downwards, cutting the Predator in half from top to bottom. The two halves of the dead Predator fell on the ground, as Thrud’s axe was stained with its greenish blood. “That’ll teach you.” said Thrud, as he walked back towards the bar, sat down, and finished his beer.

Winner: Thrud the Barbarian.

Expert's Opinion[]


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The battle was disregarded because the author used a sock account to vote on it.

Battle vs. V (by JWarrior89)[]

High Chancellor Adam Sutler slumped to the ground, dead. Peter Creedy lowered his revolver, and looked up at V, who stood motionless.

"Now that that's done with," he said, "Its time to have a look at your face. Take of your mask."

"No." V replied.

Creedy indicated the two soldiers on either side of V, who nodded, and slowly approached him. One of them cautiously reached out for V's mask. In a flash of steel, V drew a pair of knives and sliced the soldiers' necks. As the men fell to the ground, he quickly sheathed his knives and stared at Creedy. Creedy's guards raised their guns, backing away slightly.

"Defiant to the end, eh?" He said, "You won't cry like him, will you? You're not afraid of death. You're like me."

"The only thing that you and I have in common Mr. Creedy is we're both about to die." V replied.

"How do you imagine that's going to happen?" Creedy snickered.

V opened his mouth to answer... but stopped. What appeared to be a red laser was aiming from seemingly thin air behind Creedy and his men, and it was pointing right at the back of Creedy's head. With everyone's attention focused on V, he was the only one who noticed it.

"I thought so." Creedy scoffed, apparently misunderstanding V's silence. He aimed his revolver. "Kill hi-"

A blue and white flash erupted from the source of the red laser, and Creedy's head exploded in a shower of blood. A couple of his men cried out in surprise as they spun around, looking for the source of the blast. Even as V pulled out his Beretta 92FS, a pair of shurikans came flying out of nowhere, hitting two of the men right between the eyes. The remaining troops opened fire, spraying the entrence with a hailstorm of bullets. V saw what looked like the shimmering transparent outline of a man leap aside. He heard what sounded like a blade being drawn, and the figure lunged forward. One of Creedy's men cried out as he was impaled, his blood coating the jagged blade piercing his chest. As the soldier was lifted off the ground, V turned and ran down the hallway to his right. He could hear the sounds of gunfire and frantic screaming growing fainter, until they suddenly stopped.

In an abandoned tunnel in the London Underground, Evey stood next to a train filled with explosives. V had prepared it in order to destroy Parliament, as he had promised to do one year ago tonight to the people of London. However, before he had gone to meet Creedy, he had left it to Evey, giving her the choice of whether or not to use it. She sighed; she new what had to be done, yet why was it still so hard to make the decision? Suddenly, she heard the sound of hurried footsteps echoing through the tunnel, growing closer. As she took a step forward, V suddenly ran through the doorway.

"What are-!?" Evey gasped, but V interrupted her.

"You have to leave, now!" He said, quickly.

"Why? What's happened?" she asked, worried.

"No time," V said, "someone, or something, is coming this way. You need to-!"

"Look out!" Evey cried suddenly, pushing V aside. There was another blue flash, and Evey was blasted backwards, a gaping hole in her chest.

"EVEY!!!" V cried out in horror. He spun around; the shimmering outline of the man from before stood before him, just barely visible. As V watched, the figure decloaked... he didn't know who it was, but he did know one thing: he wasn't human. He had the appearance of both a tribal warrior and a creature from a science fiction novel, with a metalic mask obscuring his face. V pulled out his Beretta and fired several shots, but the Predator lept aside, behind the train car. As V approached, the Predator leaned out and threw a plasma granade at him. V flung himself back to avoid the blast. As he got to his feet, he aimed his Beretta again, waiting for the Predator to lean out. Nothing happened. Breathing heavily, V slowly moved forward. Reaching the end of the train car, he spun around the corner... but there was no one there. Fearing he might be cloaked again, V moved backward, eyes and ears open for the slightest sound or movement. As he moved along the length of the train, he heard a slight whining sound. He didn't stop, or give any visible indication he noticed the noise, but kept moving slowly along the platform. The moment he heard the plasma caster fire, he lept out of the way of the blast, spinning around and firing his Beretta again at the top of the train. The Predator jumped to the side to avoid the gunfire. Pulling out a shurikan, he threw it at V, knocking the Beratta out of his hand.

V immediately drew his Heckler & Kolch MP5A3 and fired at the Predator, who ran along the top of the train. Once he was far enough away, he lept off, landing on the platform. Aiming his plasma caster, he fired a blast at V, who lept aside. Taking out another plasma grenade, the Predator threw it, but V, aiming carefully, fired with his Heckler & Kolch, blowing it up in midair. The Predator was thrown back from the explosion, landing on his back. As he got to his feet, V aimed his gun and pulled the trigger, but a click told him he was out of ammo. The Predator, seeing this, aimed his plasma caster, but it refused to fire as well; the explosion from the plasma grenade had damaged it beyond repair. Growling, the Predator tore of the plasma caster and threw it to the ground. This battle would be decided up close.

The Predator slowly removed his mask and tossed it to the floor. Looking straight into V's eyes, he roared, his four-pronged mouth open wide, and armed his wrist blades. V tossed his gun aside as well and drew his twin knives, twirling them as he did so. With another roar, the Predator lunged forward, as V did the same. The Predator swung one of his blades, but V easily dodged the strike and sliced the Predator across the stomach. Roaring in pain, the Predator stabbed at V with the other blade, but V blocked it with one of his knives, stabbing the other one into the Predator's side. Enraged, the Predator slammed his head into V's, causing him to recoil. The Predator lunged forward, attacking furiously with his arm blades, but he couldn't seem to land a hit on V, who nimbly avoided every strike, slicing the Predator several times with his knives. Suddenly, the Predator caught a lucky break, and with a roar, sliced V across the stomach with one of his arm blades. V gasped and stumbled back. The Predator moved forward, ready to finish him, but V suddenly raised his head, and threw one of his knives at the Predator, striking him right between the eyes. Without a sound, the Predator fell backward, dead, to the floor.

Breathing heavily, V removed the breastplate he had hidden under his clothes and tossed it aside. If he hadn't been wearing it, that strike from the Predator might have been fatal. He glanced at his fallen opponent, then at Evey's body, then at the train. It appeared the decision would be his after all...

V pulled the switch to start the train, then quickly got off. As the train began to move, he took one last look at Evey's body, placed lovingly among a bed of roses. In the next car lay the body of the Predator; V may not have known who or what it was, but he knew that no one must know of his existence. As the 1812 Overture began playing on the loudspeakers, he silently turned and left.

At the entrance to the Underground, V watched as Big Ben and Parliament were engulfed in a series of massive explosions, destroying the symbols of British tyranny, as well as the bodies of his enemy, and the love of his life.

"Remember, remember, the 5th of November..." he whispered to himself.


Expert's Opinion[]

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The battle was declared invalid because V was given firearms despite never using any.

Battle vs. Piraka (by Tomahawk23 and Thundrtri)[]


Winner: Predators

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Battle was disregarded due to giving several Priaka powers they don't have and leaving out other powers they do have

Battle vs. Urdnot Wrex (by BeastMan14)[]


Winner: Urdnot Wrex

Expert's Opinion[]


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The battle was declared invalid because Wrex was given an M-8 Avenger and M-100 grenade launcher, despite never using them.

Battle vs. Deadpool (by TsarGoomba019)[]

Deadpool is walking in the jungle

Deadpool:Wait, why am I here exactly?

Voice Box #1: We're on Deadliest Warrior, Wade

Deadpool: I thought that show was cancelled...

Voice Box #2: This is a fanon wiki

Deadpool: Oh! That makes sen-

A blue blast of plasma barely misses Deadpool, surprised, he pulls out his twin MP5k sub-machine guns


Predator: -low growl-

Deadpool: It's the f*cking Predat-

Suddenly, the Predator appears and throws his javelin at Deadpool, implaling him to a tree

Deadpool: OW! Dude, that is not cool!!!

Predator walks up and pulls out the javelin, letting Deadpool fall to the ground

Predator then proceeds to try ripping out Deadpool's skull, what he recives: a somersault kick to the lower jaw

Deadpool: Let's clarify something: I'm EXTREMELY hard to kill, so good luck trying to take my skull

Deadpool and Predator get into a fighting stance

Deadpool pulls out his katanas and swings at predator

Predator blocks with his wristblades, and swings

Deadpool: Wow! I think I know someone like you

Deadpool stabs his swords into the ground and takes out his M4

Deadpool: EAT LEAD, B*TCH

Predator goes invisible, Deadpool looks around confused

Deadpool: Where the f*ck are you?

He fires his M4 in every direction, one bullet hitting the Predator

Predator: *roars in pain*

Deadpool: There you are

Predator moves while still invisible

Deadpool pulls his swords from the ground

Predator shoots his shoulder cannon and Deadpool blocks with his swords

Deadpool: Try not to suck!

Predator stabs Deadpool from behind with his wristblades 

Deadpool: Cock-shot!

Deadpool kicks Predator in the groin andthe blades come out of his chest

Deadpool regenerates

Predator throws his disc and Deadpool dodges

Deadpool teleports and Predator is now confused

Deadpool reaches into his majic sachel and takes out a Mossberg 500

Deadpool: Peek-a-boo, I kill you!

Deadpool fires a buckshot into Predator's leg

Predator takes out a medkit and stabs it into himself

Predator gets ready to fire a plasma shot at Deadpool

Deadpool takes out a throwing knife and throws it into the cannon

Deadpool: Boom!

The plasma cannon explodes in Predator's face, blowing him in half

Deadpool: CHIMI F*CKING CHANGAAAASS!!! Back to you in the studio, Tom!

WINNER: Deadpool

Expert's Opinion[]

Although Predator has dealt with very tough opponents, Deadpool could take all his punishment and give just as much

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The battle was declared unfair because Deadpool was given a bag of holding with an infinite amount of weapons.