MetaBrawl Events
The events of MetaBrawl were like a blur. The fighting was brutal.......and a few fighters died brutally.
The team’s choosen fighters were advancing, except Onomatopoeia.......who faced Blockbuster in the first round.
"Wuh-wuh-wuh......." Were the only words Onomatopoeia muttered before Blockbuster punched him hard enough that the wall he hit cracked......he didn't die but needed immediate medical attention.
Bride and Grundy were advancing easily, Bride was showing her superior experience and skill along with her superhuman prowess, and Grundy was plowing through everyone with his immense strength.
Hellhound, Electrocutioner, Shatterfist, Bronze Tiger, Clayface, Chemo, Planet Master, Shrapnel, Cyclotron, Steel Claw, Katana, Painkiller, Warhog, Rampage, Giganta, etc. They all fell to the two......until Grundy went up against Metallo near the semi-finals.
Metallo, technically a cyborg not a robot, stepped up into the arena, craning his neck up to look Grundy in the head.
"It seems I get to have some exercise before taking Skull down." Metallo mocked, angering Grundy greatly!
"No one calls Grundy exercise!" His massive fist were capable of hurting even Superman.......only for his oncoming punch to be stopped by Metallo's outstretched arm and open palm.
"I suppose I should inform you," Metallo explains as he forces Grundy's fist back slowly. Grundy's arm shook as he tried to overpower the cyborg villain, "I recently got an upgrade, reinforced Nth metal."
Metallo then released Grundy's fist, stepping to the side as it launched, then buried his fist into Grundy's solar plexus......which went through Grundy's body. Thanks to the behemoth being a zombie, this injury didn't kill him, but it did incapacitate him, Metallo instantly winning.
"And there, ladies and gentlemen, was the end of the semi-finals! Enjoy the intermission and mingle with our finalists in our VIP lounge, where the finalists and their sponsors will be enjoying the spoils of victory; Bride, Cheetah, Metallo, and our 5-time, undefeated Champion, Atomic Skull!" The crowd roared in applause at the mention of Atomic Skull.
-In the VIP lounge-
Humanite enjoy the finger sandwiches and a glass of champagne as Bride was chugging down an entire bottle she snatched from a waiter.
"You really should consider therapy, you might learn some manners." Humanite exclaims as he watches in disgust his companion's lack of manners and etiquette.
"I don't need therapy, I need someone to hit!" Bride was definitely agitated, she didn't want to mingle with people, she wanted to get this shit over with!
Over some ways, Count Vertigo is congratulating Cheetah.
"You were correct with you not being cheap." Vertigo states with his thick accent, "Not many fighters are able get this far."
"Strength means nothing if you can't catch your opponent." Cheetah states, bored with everything, her opponents being nothing but slow-witted, muscle heads.
"Just keep winning the matches and defeat the champion. You were given your down payment, and if you want the rest, you'll win." Vertigo stated with intensity. Cheetah merely rolled her eyes as she grabbed a glass of champagne.
In another part if the VIP lounge, Penguin was talking to his fighter, Metallo. He took a large breath in of his cigar as Metallo had both his arms over the shoulders of Volcana and Killer Frost.
"Corben, you keep winning and get the title, I'll be rolling in dough!" Penguin states with his lower London accent, "Keep it up and I'll buy you yer own bank for all the money you'll get!"
"Just keep that checkbook warm, Mr. Cobblepot." Metallo stated, "With your investment in this Nth Metal alloy, the one person I actually had to worry about won't be able to beat me!"
"Don't get too cocky, Carbon," Penguin advised, "Skull was made by that Gene-Bomb, alien shit! We got no idea how the Nth Metal will stand up to that kind of heat."
Metallo shrugged nonchalantly.
"You worry too much, Oswald," Metallo responded, "Skull and I are two of Superman's most powerful foes, but I actually fight him with my hands."
Volcana and Frost chuckled at Metallo's comment, Penguin shook his head. He'll have to lessen his bets to half, he didn't want to take chances.
Bride paid no mind to the other two.....her eyes focused on her main target, Roulette. The bitch was standing near her fighter, Atomic Skull. Metallo was all metal, take out the power source and he's an oversized paper weight. Cheetah was fast, but Bride can beat the furry bitch easy. Skull was the main problem, he was strong, durable, and that alien fire......yeah, she hated fire and she's gonna leave it at that.
-Back at the Truck-
Flagg sighed.......only Bride was left. Khalis was busy tending to Onomatopoeia, who was so hurt the only noises he was making were groans, Grundy was having his guts stuffed back into him and Khalis had to use very strong medical wire to sew the undead Behemoth up.
Nina......hasn't stopped watching Bride's matches and was currently watching her in the VIP lounge. She knew Bride had this in the bag.....bit she was worried about her if she faced Atomic Skull. She didn't doubt Bride would mop the floor with him, but her fear of fire would effect her.
"Nina," She turned when Flagg called her, "worrying about her isn't going to help her. Guys like Skull are just meatheads who can throw hands with the Man of Steel, not outsmarting him. She's got this."
......CLANG!
Everyone jumped when they heard the door vibrate with a vicious clang!
CLANG!
Another clang, this time with dents showing.
"What the hell......" Flagg muttered as he reached for his assault rifle.
CLANG! CLANG! CLANG! CLANG! CLANG! CLANGCLANGCLANGCLANGCLANG!
The truck was now rocking, forcing everyone to lose their balance and fall to the floor. Flagg's rifle slid away from him.
The door, as well as the metal wall were being ripped through by.......
"Ah crap....." Flagg said before Erik screamed.
"Where is my Bride!"