Rhino vs Dan Hibiki
If you asked Rhino, the whole multiversal thing was a crock.
In practical terms, all it meant was there was a whole other side gunnin' for him. The Street Fighters, the Capcomers—whatever you wanted to call 'em. And they were just as annoying as the heroes! Mostly because they kept finding new ways to beat him.
Rhino was used to being a punchin' bag. He was a jobber, okay? Sure, he was super strong, but most any hero who had the gumption could usually take him out. But in good ol' 616 it was mostly just Spider-Man who went after him. Maybe the Fantastic Four on a good day. Here it felt like anybody who wore a bandanna could do hyper-spinkicks and shoot screen-wide fireballs at him and his oversized ass.
Oh yeah, speaking of asses, his was killin' him. Even through his super tough hide, the good guys kept finding new ways to blister his cakes. And if you thought it sounded humiliating to be an oversized tough guy yet still be left bawlin' at the end of every fight, well... you'd be right. Rhino knew one thing: when he found out who came up with the whole 'spank the other side into submission' thing, he was gonna stomp 'em into the pavement.
Case in point, he was facing his latest adversary. A guy in a ponytail and a pink gi, which probably meant he was the strongest fighter yet. Only total badasses wore pink, right? It'd be like paintin' a target on yourself otherwise. So as far as Rhino was concerned, his chances were already looking pretty sour.
"Surrender now, peon! You'll never defeat the unrivaled power of Dan Hibiki!"
"I ain't never even heard of ya!" Rhino roared back.
"H-how dare you! I’ll have you know I’m—!” Whatever else he said was lost in an explosion a couple blocks over. There were fights going on all over the place. Once their ears stopped ringing, Dan threw something at him which Rhino reflexively ducked under. He only belatedly realized it was some sorta autograph.
The other guys on his team, Sandman and Shocker, were already down for the count. They'd gone head to head with the other side and done their best, but got K.O.’d before they could bring it home. The good news was, they’d taken down the Hibiki guy's team too in the process. It was down to Rhino and Dan for the ultimate fates of both groups.
Rhino considered his options. If he gathered his buddies up and hoofed it, maybe he could escape. Only problem was Sandman had dispersed to what amounted to a whole beach on the city street. There was no way Rhino could gather all his particles up, not even if he had the biggest pail ever. Which meant he had no choice but to fight.
While he'd internally debated that, his opponent had been busily increasing his super gauge with a flurry of taunts. “Don't underestimate me! Chickening out?! Saikyo! Ohh yeah! Too easy! Burn this in your memory! A piece of cake!” he shouted, while doing different poses like some overactive kid.
“Oh, put a sock in it already!”
“Heh, okay big guy. Get ready for the strongest move ever." Dan smirked. "Cuz it'll be the last thing you ever see. Shinku..."
"Aw, nuts," Rhino muttered.
"GADOOOOOKEN!!!"
Rhino raised his burly arms to block, already fearing the worst. Was his latest fighting attempt gonna last all of ten seconds before he was K.O.'d by something ridiculous again? Maybe big corporate crossover battles just weren't his thing. He should stick to Spider-themed events instead. Maybe the Sinister Six if he was feelin' lucky. But here? He just felt outmatched by everybody. Like they'd all gotten some invisible advantage he hadn't. Like they were all...
Shouldn't that fireball have obliterated him by now?
He chanced taking a peek. There was the fireball there, yeah, but it was taking it's sweet time getting to him. It also seemed to be... shrinking the further it traveled. Dan was fixed in his 'blast' pose, clearly putting everything he had into pushing the attack towards him. But it didn't look like much.
Was it a trick? Some sorta 'gotcha' to make Rhino lower his guard? If so, why bother? Other fighters had beaten him handily without resorting to that kinda thing. Nah, it honestly looked like...
He lowered his heavy arms as the fireball continued its journey. By the time it reached him it was as small as a flea. And once it got there, it just... popped harmlessly against his dense pectorals. It didn't do hardly any damage at all.
"You're... even lower-tier than me, aren't ya?"
He grinned wide as Dan Hibiki stood there with a shocked look on his face.
"I-Impossible! I'm not low-tier. I'm God-Tier! There's no one greater than—"
"Yeah, yeah. Tell it to the horn, buddy."
Rhino stomped over and, to his delight, it took barely any effort at all to lay Dan out. A couple 'Rhino Stomps', a patented 'Horn Charge'... it was easy when his opponent's moves could barely hurt him!
"Man... this is how it should always be!" he exulted as he took his spluttering opponent under a beefy arm. He dragged Dan's pink pants down, revealing a surprisingly toned butt. Round, muscled, and nice and smooth all over. Yeah. Spankable was what you'd call it.
By then his teammates were coming back to their senses. He grinned at their surprised expressions that he'd actually finished a fight in their favor. "Grab yourselves a Street Fighter, fellas! They're the ones who'll be sleepin' on their bellies tonight!"
They didn't need much convincing. In moments they had the other two martial artists bared and upturned. Then Sandman got to practice his 'sand whip' attack and Shocker just shot low-powered blasts at the helpless butts. As for Rhino, he settled for slow, ponderous swings of his hand onto Dan's trapped ass. Those were enough to make the bragging guy squeal and kick.
"S-stop! You can't do this to me! I'm the great Dan Hibiki! Master of Ultimate Saikyo Style! No one can manhandle me to—"
"To bare your widdle bottom and paddle ya like a bitch?" Rhino interrupted with a laugh. "Buddy, if they can do it to me they can definitely do it to you."
He enjoyed every second of the spanking he gave out, and not just because Dan reacted loudly and viscerally to every single whack he gave. It simply felt good to be on the giving side for once. Kinda… masculine. The perfect thing to get Rhino's confidence back. Dan never stopped his stream of taunts and talking himself up either. He was just the type of guy who deserved to be spanked; who you didn't feel one bit sorry for. The perfect cocky brat.
The problem, Rhino realized as he casually blistered Dan's cakes, was he'd only been going after strong guys when he should've been finding other low-tier guys like himself instead. He could’ve been beating them up and building rank the whole time. Yeah, that was the answer! Fight weaklings!
He grinned as he kept on beating Dan's flailing bottom, which by then was well on its way to a hot, roasted red. He already had a few fellas in mind for putting over his knee next. Maybe this whole multiverse thing wasn't so bad after all.