Cerberus Cup 2nd Round: Young Xehanort vs. Whateve

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Cerberus Cup:

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The crowd roared in appreciation for the first round, as Phil stood in the middle of the ring. "Alright, good first round, not great, and I've definitely seen better, but good. Ain't none of ya deserve to be a hero yet!"

As the lineup for the second round was announced Phil continued. "We got some good match-ups this round, but lemme give you a piece of advice. If you wanna be a hero, then I got two words for ya: Don't give up!"[/b]

Posting Order: Young Xehanort, then Whatever

End Date: March 15.

[youngxehanort]

After his first match with Zidane, Xehanort had time to rest. The monkey boy put up a good show, but he was too drenched in Light to have any use for them. Xehanort had taken the time to appreciate the fine architecture of the World. The giant golden statues, Greek columns, and ancient-like framework really complimented the simple nature of the World. Perhaps Xehanort would return to the World one day when he was not busy with the Tournament. Once it was time for the second match to start Xehanort had approached the steel gates, staring at the ring through the bars. It was funny as it seemed like he was held captive in the World. Though it was completely understandable, he was behind a steel cage after all.

Gears turned and twisted as the gate in front of him opened, clanging as it went. The metal fixture hit its resting place with a CLANG. Xehanort stepped out from his makeshift prison and walked to the arena. The crowds were wild as always and that centaur was running his mouth again. Unlike the previous battle Xehanort had his hood was not concealing him. When he stepped foot in the ring he immediately summoned his Ethereal Blades, holding one above him as per his usual stance. Whoever his new opponent was, Xehanort was ready.

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Xehanort's opponent approached the arena as he waited. To the untrained eye the person was just as normal as anyone else, but Xehanort could see what others could not. The Darkness teemed off the man like if he was immersed into the Realm of Darkness. His yellow eyes were reminiscent that of Xehanort's, but he did not hold a part of his Heart. This one is submerged in Darkness, there is no mistake in that. I will have to test him. If he shows prominence he shall be chosen. My time shall not be wasted otherwise. Now since he finally had a contender worthy of being considered one of their kin, Xehanort would have to give him a good show. Bound to his word, Xehanort observed as the man summoned his weapons.

Using Darkness to create weapons from his body? Clever neophyte. The silver haired swordsman smirked as he was approached by Whatever and his large sword. Holding his Ethereal Blades out he collided with the strike by Whatever. It met the sword from its left position and kept with it as it traveled in its diagonal path, sparks flying off of the Ethereal Blades as it did so. But Whatever wasn't done there as the sword changed form into a gun. He can also mutate his weapons into others, impressive. Xehanort used the brief moment of rest from Whatever's jump to his advantage. Quickly he rushed towards Whatever's new position. Bullets were started to fire from the gun so Xehanort acted.

Darkness concealed Xehanort and trailed along with him as he used his Temporal Dash to teleport from side to side about three times, still moving forward as he did so. As he approached Whatever he used his momentum to drop towards the ground. His right leg jutted out and his right Ethereal Blade did, trying to trip and slash Whatever in the process. When he spun he rose, slashing with his left Ethereal Blade, followed by his right as he came to a frontal position again. Both blades were then connected by the hilt when Xehanort continued to spin. He pivoted on his right foot to deliver a powerful back kick at his opponent. Quickly he followed up with a roundhouse kick with his right, finishing off the torrent of attacks with a front kick from his left. Placing his foot back down on the ground he brought back up his combined Ethereal Blades in his left hand.

SPOILER: Click to show

Actions:

1. Blocked
2. Approached Whatever, using the Temporal Dash to avoid the bullets.
3. Unleashed a combo.

Temporal Dash: 3/4 Uses

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[atrb=style, background: #111111; border: 5px solid #99983E; border-radius: 10px; opacity: 0.8;] OOC Note Just wanted to explain something, ask another thing, and explain another thing since I'm having a bad headache, sorry if any of it sounds crap or rude... my head doesn't work with me... A. He fired his gun in his jump, not after. B. Isn't that a bit long for a combo? C. I'm having a fever and my head is hurting like crazy, so I'm having trouble thinking here, sorry for the crap post. With his opponent suddenly teleporting around, the Heartless didn't exactly know how to react. Pfeh... He just tried to move further back when the man popped up lowered by the ground and slashed at his leg, but despite his leg being hit away, the Heartless pushed his leg sideward as he tried to simply hold himself on his feet. It was a bit wobbly, but as the man continued his attack, the Heartless blocked thenext strike and used the hit to push himself further off and got himself landed in a more crouched position. While he crouched, the next slash did hit and the Heartless was bothered by the amount of slashes the man was doing one after the other. Then he noticed the man had even connected both blades. Then when the Heartless saw the man tried to start a kick, he pushed with both legs himself off the ground and out of reach for the kick as he jumped a fair distance away, avoiding them. Now at a safer range, he prepared himself using Patience. Actions [1] Blocked the second slash of the combo. [2] Jumped out of reach for the kicks. [3] Used Patience, making his next unarmed attack a critical strike. The Cries of an Item Two-Handed Greatsword: One post cooldown. Reinforced Gun: Three posts active. The Cries of a Spell Extension: One post active. Raw Fighting Style Patience: Active.

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WORDS ;; 181 || TAGGED ;; Young Xehanort || NOTE ;; Having a fever...

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[youngxehanort]

Some of his hits connected while others did not. Each hit that was landed and those that were blocked or evaded would teach Xehanort of his combatant fighting style. It did not seem like he was going to rush in and do blind strikes, however his opponent lacked a solid plan. Playing keep-away was a strategy in itself, but it could not hold itself for long. Staying away from the opponent without careful observation or knowing what your opponent had in store was a mistake. Sure someone could come in and provoke the opponent with pokes, but would that work on everyone? Nevertheless Xehanort had his own plan to keep his target on their toes. When Whatever jumped away that was when Xehanort reacted. Instead of closing in on his opponent he spun around in place.

Darkness emitted out of Xehanort and produced twenty floating nodes that were scattered across the battlefield. This was his Epoch Laser move. Each and every one of the orbs haphazardly buzzed around the tournament ring. Due to the ring's considerably cramped size it was the perfect technique. From above Whatever four random orbs out of the twenty went into action and fired one laser-lance out from all sides (Front, back, left, and right). The lances crossed into one another as they struck through to the floor of the arena and would stick around.

The pressure Xehanort would put on his opponent did not stop there however. Jumping into the air he placed his combined Ethereal Blades in front of him. Radiant blue energy surrounded Young Xehanort as the clockhand shapes in the middle of his blade formed into a giant spear. With unbelievable agility he flew across the battlefield. He aimed himself at Whatever, charging back and forth across the arena in a total of four times in attempt to hit him, using his Sonic Impact attack. As he flew across the battlefield he spun to mimic the effect of a drill. After the fourth attempt Xehanort found himself a considerable distance away from Whatever as he landed. The large spear that was in front of him shrunk back to normal size and returned to his hands. His blue aura faded from his person and returned in the shape of his Ethereal Blades. To finish his stress-inducing attack on Whatever, four more Epoch Lasers fired in four different directions at Whatever. Xehanort stayed in place and waited for his opponents next move.

SPOILER: Click to show

Actions:
1. Used Epoch Lasers and fired off four orbs.
2. Used Sonic Impact in attempt to hit Whatever four times.
3. Four more Lasers fired off.

Temporal Dash 3/4 uses
Sonic Impact - 3 Post cooldown
Epoch Lasers 8/20 orbs fired.
Epoch Lasers - 8 lasers are currently on the field.

OOC: Feel better man

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[atrb=style, background: #111111; border: 5px solid #99983E; border-radius: 10px; opacity: 0.8;] As a long-standing fighter in arena's and pit fights, the Heartless was used to all sorts of fights and created his 'strategy' while fighting. He always held a similar plan in mind, just to stay standing. He never really fought the same person twice, so there were some new experiences like his fight with 'Artemis' before this round. The reason he had created a distance was due to noting the close-combat prowess the opponent possessed and now wielding a gun. Also at range, one could see things coming at him and would allow him some time to calculate. Not something he was good in, but it helped even in the little bits. When he had jumped further away, the Heartless had suspected the opponent to follow, although, he was going to keep moving further away. He had been curious if it would bother the opponent and he would keep coming after him, in which case it would truly show that the opponent was a close-range combatant. One that was only capable of close-combat, but when the man stayed spinning in place, the Heartless quickly made several more hops backward. He was certain there was something coming up... unless the spinning bit was part of a former technique. Seems doubtful, he narrowed his eyes and wondered if he should attempt creating the second gun, but would just as likely end up with a chain instead. Best to leave it for now, he shrugged as he kept close watch on Xehanort. Seeing the Darkness appear, he reminded him of his own abilities and he raised an eyebrow as he watched the nodes appear. Despite carefully watching them, he hadn't really been expecting them to pull out quick lances as he felt four lances pierce through his body. Black smoke emitted from the wounds while the four orbs had made their attack. "W-what?" Then he saw the opponent fly at him in a drill-like fashion at great speed as well. Great, he wondered why he ended up with some speedy bastard that seems to pull out all kinds of big attacks. He crossed his arms before his body and tried to use a spell once more, if things go wrong, I'll try and jump out of the way. He still recalled how wrong this went last time, so as Darkness swirled around his arms, suddenly a large solid black stone that appeared to be as shadow-like as his weapons appeared in front of the Heartless. It was large enough to cover his entire body and was fired forward, towards Xehanort that came at him in a drill-like fashion. Stonera was used as a shield against Xehanort's Sonic Impact attack. As he blocked the first impact, the man seemed to continue flying and coming at him again. Oh... for... Quickly, he moved around the stone he had crafted since it at least didn't vanish immediately and used it to keep himself safe from the next three impacts as well. "Sheit, do you chain all your attacks so fast one after an-" he didn't finish his sentence as he noticed the orbs the orbs launch another attack as he quickly jumped and slided away on the ground. He noted that the opponent seemed to more or less await his next move next. Like I stand any chance of making attacks like this, he thought to himself annoyed as he got up and tried to create another weapon. Darkness swirled around his hands as a second gun, the Handgun appeared in his other hand. "Right," he raised both guns as he fired from both guns a barrage of bullets continuously at the opponent while he started to walk forward. Actions [1] Used Stonera as a shield. [2] Dodged the second Epoch Lasers. [3] Created the Handgun and started firing bullets from both guns. The Cries of an Item Two-Handed Greatsword: Useable again. Reinforced Gun: Two posts active. d3 ~ 1: Handgun: Four posts active. The Cries of a Spell Extension: Ended | Three post cooldown. d4 ~ 1: Stonera: One post cooldown. Raw Fighting Style Patience: Active.

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[youngxehanort]

Battle theme, The Stains of Time - Metal Gear Rising

Satisfied with his assault, Xehanort carefully watched Whatever for his next move. Using a Stone spell to block his Sonic Impact was quite creative of his opponent. Dodging the second set of lasers wasn't much of an impressive feat to him though. Quips had came from Whatever when Xehanort had preformed his attacks. Xehanort knew the pressure was being placed on him and he could not deal with his fast chains. It was something Xehanort would continue to use to his advantage: his speed. Unlike most speed users who just attacked on a whim and with little effort, Xehanort knew how to plan out his attacks. He put power behind his blows and went for certain target areas, rather then just swinging wildly. Sienna eyes viewed the Darkness surge through this opponent as he created his weapon. The Darkness calls to him. So, my instincts were correct.

An interesting case indeed, but what was Xehanort talking about? The man that stood before him was a Human Heartless. A pureblood that took human shape, the only one who had done that prior was Ansem. Through the possession of Riku only then was his body restored. Was his body fashioned from pure Darkness as was Vanitas'? Bullets were fired towards Xehanort again, Whatever moving forward as he shot. Xigbar, the sharpshooter, knew techniques like his opponent. Recollecting his memory he knew that walking forward while firing would make the bullets more inaccurate. Some whizzed by him while others struck Xehanort. Flinching from the pain his body convulsed according where he was hit, the Mysterious Figure slightly grunting out in pain with each hit.

Regaining his composure he walked towards Whatever in a triumphant manner. "Pining for what lacks-thereof feeds your reservoir of Darkness. But an untapped well of such power lies beneath." A Human Heartless would make a worthy vessel, especially with one who had such ties to the Darkness. With the lack of a Heart, new or old, he would be ripe for the picking. Four more lances fired at Whatever, this time all at different angles in front of him. "If you wish to best me, you're going to have to give it your all... or have you been trying your hardest this whole time?" Mocked the youth, goading his opponent to fall further into Darkness. "Now fall."

His Ethereal Blades disappeared as Xehanort started his next attack. Darkness crept out from underneath him and formed into an ancient font underneath him. A quick black wind surrounded him and fire erupted from his hands into a condensed medium sphere. Unlike most fire this spell was nonelemental and it was his Megaflare spell. The fiery sphere made its way towards Whatever. Regardless if it hit or missed, the spell would fall to the ground and explode, engulfing a good portion of the arena in a blinding bright orange. Using the Megaflare as a guise Xehanort also activated his Vanish spell, disappearing from sight. Now under an invisible veil he would not be targeted so easy.

SPOILER: Click to show

Actions:
1. 4 Epoch Lasers all fired at Whatever's front.
2. Used Megaflare - Activates regardless of hitting the target or not.
3. Used Vanish as Megaflare went off to hide his location.

Temporal Dash 3/4 uses
Sonic Impact - 2 Post cooldown
Epoch Lasers 12/20 orbs fired.
Epoch Lasers - 4 lasers are currently on the field.
Megaflare - 5 Post Cooldown
Vanish - 2 posts remaining

[terranort]

This round is over! The judges will review this battle.

[terranort]

Whatever has won the battle by decision. Young Xehanort's first loss has been recorded.