Everyone receives a letter.

 

Dear Contestant,

You have been accepted to compete in this year’s Omni verse Grand Tournament!

The victor will be titled strongest fighter in existence and will gain a power that none has ever had. The battles will be completely random, the winners of each match will be moved up to the next round and the matches will be randomized once more. This sequence will continue till the end of the tournament. Everyone will stay one our ground and sleep in dorms that will hold four people each. Later in the tournament you will be moved to more isolated dorms once others are sent to the loser’s brackets. The losers of each match will battle in a sub-tournament to reinsure who is the greatest. Everyone should be able to face everyone in this tournament. If you feel that you have not fought everyone by the end of this tournament, please speak to the tournament host and referee, Elite.

Rules:

1)   Stay in the ring

2)   If you are down for longer than the count of ten you loose

3)   No battling outside of the arena

4)   If a battle ends in a draw, I will test your stamina other ways

5)   Don’t piss me off

 

Round 1:

 

 Neena Mors (Yuffie Kisaragi) VS. Silver Kuroi (silver3drago)

 ‘Yuka’ Aya Shikuria (sodom)  VS. Jason Halfblood (baylaust)

 Anthony 'Ace' Stark (William) VS. Daxam (Daxam XXI)

Gexln (Gexln)                          VS. Vergil (iamkingdomhearts1000) 

Dorm A ^                                        Dorm B^

 

Sign Ups Are Still Open>

 

http://kh13.com/forum/topic/45671-tournament-re-do-sign-ups/ 

(Wow, let's see who gives in)

 

~Joshua~

I stared in awe at the last actions of Jason, avoiding most of Daxam's powerful attacks. Despite the amazingness and awe coming from the battle, I couldn't help but feel useless and mean with me not being able to help their wounds. I've never felt this before, I was full of regret over nothing, and I didn't even know them. About to send a stream of healing, I stopped it. I had to wait for the end of the match if I wanted to mend their wounds.

Jason looked up at the blades flying at him. With barely a second to spare, he raised his hand, and a barrier of light shot up from the ground. It deflected the blades, but vanished immediately after. Jason had almost nothing left in him. Had he not been stabbed, he could have kept going for hours. Jason looked at Daxam from across the arena, looked him in the eyes. He saw in his eyes what he knew Daxam saw in his own: determination. To an extent, Jason admired him for it. Before he knew it, both of them were on their feet, walking (or stumbling) towards each other. They met at the center of the arena, both out of breath, but not willing to give in. Jason drew a blade of light, Daxam drew a replica, and they clashed, generating a blast of light that echoed through the arena.

 

Neither of them had much strength to muster, but neither had the advantage. Jason grunted in agony, though he knew Daxam was doing no better. "Stop this... the Organization... is evil... don't let yourself... get sucked into their beliefs... just drop your sword... and end this..."

Edited December 31, 201212 yr by baylaust

I grunted in agony but refused to yield.

 

"You...Don't get it...I have no heart to call my own...I'm all that's left of the organization...and I will rebuild it. It will be a better organization...Nothing like Xemnas',

Jason and Daxam were both exhausted, and fell to their knees. But despite this, their blades remained clashed together. "So this... is about... getting a heart..." Jason looked at Daxam through the hood that covered his own face. "I want you to listen... I've gone against an Organization before... their leader was named Saren... he was a psycopath who was ready to kill millions and make everyone bow down to Nobodies... he built an Organization around a lie... the lie that they could get their hearts back through Kingdom Hearts..." Jason looked at the ground, still breathing heavily, still pushing against Daxam. "Kingdom Hearts is a power source... nothing more... it won't give anyone a heart... however... Saren got his heart back... not because of being in the Organization... but just by waiting... there are other ways to get a heart, but the Organization... isn't one of them..." Jason coughed. "So stop, please... is this tournament really worth dying over... over a lie...?"

"What?" My eyes widened in what almost appeared to be shock.

 

My entire non-existent life I read up on the Organization. Studied them. And what Xemnas said that Kingdom Hearts could bring back people's hearts once enough were gathered.

 

"But...Couldn't the Organization be used for good?"

Jason continued to push against Daxam, he felt the Nobody's resistence slightly falter. "Maybe it can be... I don't know... what I DO know is this: in the past, I've seen this Organization used as a means for power and chaos... and the excuse of getting hearts back was nothing more than a lie..." Jason didn't press as hard against Daxam anymore, but he remained firm. "If there's a way... for the Organization to be used as a means for good... by all means, explore it... but I will tell you this right now..." Jason looked at Daxam. "Stop this. Lead your own life. Get your heart back... but stop fighting here..."

My resolve wasn't weakening. "If I gave up here, I'd lose all I've worked to achieve. You are a great warrior Jason but I must advance so I can make my desire come true...You could help me maybe...I don't know about the Nobodies of your universe but where I come from...Someone named Sora defeated a very simaler Organization led by a man named Xemnas. He too sought Kingdom Hearts but if his intentions were like yours then I must proceed to remake the Organization as a force for good."

 

The last threads of my strength were weakening and I could sense the same in Jason.

 

We were both spent.

"If you want to get a taste of Incarceron...." Silver began, "Go track down my sister. I will certainly thank you for it." Silver sighed, remembering when his sister had left him. It wasn't the first time- his sibling had done it quite a few times since Silver learned that he had a sister.

Silver shook those thoughts out of his mind, looking onto the battle again.

Can't that Elite guy sense this? The fight isn't even a fight any more....it's just two tired and beaten guys. I doubt either of them can take it anymore. Silver thought, glancing to Neena.

"And I'm not much of an Organization fighter. Most of my old powers are gone. I can still do a few basic spells and such- but I focus more on a specific element now. But no more of that. I'll keep it a secret~"

Yuka looked over at the fight with a sigh...she guessed they weren't done yet. Then Joshua asked something.

"Oh, me and Ace? I told him my reason to be here...honor...and then he got pissed off at me so I threatened him, and he left." Yuka explained.

'They need to decide if they or going to kill each other or just stay like that...' she thought.

It was going to be over soon judging from how both Daxam and Jason were moving now. 'There slowing down. Sooner or later one of them will drop before the other one. The possibility of it being a tie is still out there if they would realize they could drop at the same time.' Probably didn't even realize ties where one of possibilities here. Which actually gave him a chance at winning against a few of them by trapping them on the ground with him. 'So when's the fight going to be called to end? I want to beatup SOMETHING if anything at all.'

Gexln was studying the fight intensely. What had started off as mere entertainment seemed to be becoming rather serious, both competitors seemed to be going all out now, and Gexln was determined to not miss a single part of the action. He had to admit one thing; he was certainly taking both of them more seriously after the sheer determination they both showed. He looked down at Darkness' Sorrow, resting at his feet. Even with Darkness' Sorrow, how would i fare against either of them? he wondered, for the first time in years wondering just what he'd gotten himself into.

Smirking slightly as turned to see Gexln looking slightly nervous. 'So he's having second thoughts now as well? I guess it was only a matter of time considering how dangerous this really is getting to.' Musing to himself he looked at Gexln giving him a 'Now you really shouldn't be saying anything about me now after seeing this' look. Turning to look at the others the prickling he felt of uneasiness still refused to go away even now. 'Damn Elite not leaving us alone. Quit listening in on us!'

Gexln saw the look on Ace's face, but didn't quite follow what the expression meant. He assumed it was a smug one, probably from the way he saw the fight going Ace was starting to think he had a good shot of winning. Gexln continued looking at the fight, a smirk appearing on the corner of his mouth. I may break every bone in my body, i may die in the process, but i'm going to do my best effort to make sure that kid doesn't win he thought to himself.

Rolling his eyes the smallest smile formed on the smug teens face. "Yo, Gexln! Why don't we make a little bet? A bet on which one if us would win if we go against each other. I'm sure you'd love it if you want to hear it." Most of the people here were stupid enough to make a bet with a rich boy. That is mistake number one with a rich boy. Never agree to there bets but most of them would be to interested in them to possibly say no to Ace.

Yuka rolled her eyes and gave a sideways glare at Ace. He was such an idiot. Was he betting on something again. He really got on her nerves. 

"Joshua, who do you think will fight next? I'm unsure." she said, looking at him. 

Gexln looked Ace right in the eyes. "Sure, i'll bet. I've got 300 Munny that says you'll win out of me and you" Gexln said, with a slight chuckle. In his eyes, it was a win-win situation. If he was right, he got some munny but was unable to advance, and if he was wrong he'd get to advance with a chance for the bigger prize.

Quirking a eyebrow he sighed. "Isn't your currency spelled M-U-N-N-Y? If so it doesn't match mine in the slightest. Either of mine that is." Of course American currency was more useful to him usually he also had his creators currency called Kaio which was worth more than cold but no one else needed to know right now. "How about if I win I get to-" he pondered it just for a second before shrugging. "I get couple samples of the magic you use. They would more likely than not help me win against the others since most of you use magic like the damned god of thunder."

Gexln looked at Ace with a more serious expression on his face now. "My magic? You want to be able to use darkness? Do you even have any idea what darkness does to a person that can't control it?" he asked, a slightly angry edge in his voice as he asked. He stood up straight now. "Darkness will destroy you if you even attempt to use it and fail" he added.

"We'll I'm not using it myself. It'll be put into my weapon to make more endurance if it's compatible." Tapping his chest with a mixed expression of confusion and determination he continued speaking. "My heart is running off gamma radiation I doubt darkness will do anything worse than my Creator or my memories of breathing for the first time after being found in a pod were my body had floated for thirteen years." Giving him a serious expression he crossed his arms. "I'm a genius who works with technology to beat up bad guys that range from robbers to giant aliens who want to destroy earth."

Gexln thought for a moment. He, too, crossed his arms. "And what will i get if i win?" he questioned, already thinking of something he'd be fine with settling for. He wasn't entirely sure he wanted to give a sample of his darkness, who knows what damage Ace could do with it? But at the same time, if he could get something out of it that was of equal or greater value to him, then he'd be okay with it.

~Joshua~

"I don't know exactly who, but earlier I think I heard them saying it would be some guys named Gexin and Vergil." I told Yuka calmly. "I don't know after that though. I really hope its not me...I mean I can win fights easily, I just don't like to..." I continued with a sigh. "I guess we'll have to wait."

"If you haven't noticed my set of skills are-" He pondered it for a second before sighing. Flexing his hands he hovered using his hands for balance. "Sorta different from Everton else's here. I bet I could make you something to give you a good edge or at least a surprise." Smirking he let the thrusters shut off landing feet against the ground with a slight ring. "So you ready to make a bet with a smug little clone? I'll keep my deal if keep yours."

"I CAN fight, I just don't like to fight and don't think I'm to good at it..." Yuka sighed.

"My main weapon is a pistol someone gave me, and some throwing knives, but I'm not good with those. What do you fight with?" she asked curiously.

Garry was at the edge of his seat by this point. "(This has turned into a battle of wills.)"Garry thinks as he anime sweatdropped. The fighters of the match were now at their final wits trying to take down eachother. "It'll be either one wins,or none by this point..."Garry muttered. He played with his blue rose and started to count and re-count the exact ten petals that it had. He gulped a bit to himself as he stood up and walked down the bleachers to a closer spot to the battle on the bottom place. He looked around and noticed how everyone was so different yet they were here for the same porpouse. He smirked a bit and looked up as he satted down on the front bleachers seat. "The thought of power has lured everyone here. But the thought of the security of that power..."Garry muttered. He chuckled to himself and smelled the blue rose in his hand. "Whoever ends up with such power will have to be responsible for whatever happens in its possession...what would the museum do with such power? I really don't care...as long as Ib is safe."Garry says as he had a slight mad look in his eyes before returning to normal. He shook his head and got his blue rose back in his front pocket. He searched through his coat and casually took out a first aid-kit he had in there and setted down besides him. "Always carried this around incase Ib got hurt. Might be useful now."Garry says to himself as he returned his attention towards the fight.

Gexln thought a little more, then he held up a hand as if to say stop. "No deal. If you're not strong enough to win this tournament without help, then you don't deserve to win at all" he said, a slightly cold tone to his voice. He could feel the darkness at the edge of his fingertips, almost begging him to expose someone else to it. As much as he wanted to see Ace writhe in pain, he wanted the tournament to be a fair competition so that he could prove that he truly was the strongest.