Match 1: Shinobu vs. Shanoa ---------- "Moe!" The energy wave came so suddenly that Shanoa barely had enough time to dodge it. The enormity of her posterior didn't help matters much either. She silently thanked the lord that it wasn't any larger or else she might have been caught by the attack. She retaliated with an attack of her own, a blast from the Nitesco Glyph. The dark skinned woman who was her opponent managed to deftly sidestep the attack herself. Again, no small feat considering she was so plump and heavy her dress couldn't fit down past her belly. Not wasting a moment, Shinobu dashed forward at Shanoa, ready to bring her sword down on the raven haired woman, only to have it blocked by another sword made from magical energy. "Seriously, if you don't stop shouting 'moe' I'm going to punch you with a giant fist made of stone. I'm not kidding." Shinobu grinned. "Fine, it won't matter anyway," she managed to unlock her blade from Shanoa's and jumped back. "There's no way I'm gonna lose to you thunder thighs! I'm gonna win this fight and then my master will see that I'm truly worthy of being his pupil!" Without warning, a voice pierced through the cheers of the crowd loud enough for both combatants to hear it. "FOR THE LAST TIME! I'M NOT YOUR FUCKING MASTER!" ========== Match 2: Bayonetta vs. Pit ---------- Bayonetta deftly evaded an arrow of light and let it streak just inches by her side. Despite the colorful appearance of the angel's weapons, She could tell they were hardly toys, and getting hit by one of those things would definitely be painful. It was time to pull out the big guns. "Oh little angel boy!" she called out as she began to strike a pose and open a portal in the ground beneath her. As if on cue her hair began to withdraw from her body, unmaking the tight bodysuit that usually adorned her and snaking into the portal below as if possessed. "Uhh, Lady Palutena?" Pit called to the goddess he served. "This witch lady is doing something weird. More so than usual." "Stay on your toes Pit!" Palutena responded. "Considering all the crazy things she's done so far she's bound to have something up her sleeves!" "Uh, that's just it, her sleeves are gone..." Pit stated. At that moment, Bayonetta was almost entirely nude and her seemingly endless train of hair had worked its way into the portal. Without a hint of shame she gyrated her hips and winked at her opponent. "You want to touch me?" Without warning, a second portal opened just above Bayonetta's head and a giant, demonic fist came rocketing out of it towards the angel boy. "I need an adult!" Pit shrieked as he barely spun out of the way of the witch's Wicked Weave attack. He frantically let loose a light arrow that just barely grazed by one of Bayonetta's ribbons of hair. ========== Match 3: Pink Power Ranger vs. Ryoko ---------- "Ungh... will you... umf... get OFF of me?" Kimberly found herself in the embarrassing position of being pinned on her back thanks to two large bloated objects. The first, embarrassingly enough, was her own swollen belly towering above her. The second was her opponent, drunkenly lazing atop her as if she were a large, pink cushion. "Ey... wuddamatta?" Ryoko slurred through mouthfuls of sake. "kent... CAN'Tchya lose grashefu- HIC - grashefully?" "We didn't even FIGHT yet!" the Pink Ranger yelled. "I fell over because this thing is almost IMPOSSIBLE to move with and then you just sat on me and started drinking!" "So watcha shaying... what you're shpayning... SAYING is that I win by default?" "What I'm saying is that the moment I get you off of me I'm kicking your drunk butt so hard you'll think you're sober!" Ryoko didn't respond and simply guzzled down more sake. "Fine, you asked for it!" With great effort, Kimberly finally managed to prop herself up slightly. It wasn't much, but it gave her enough leverage to heave her body to one side, toppling Ryoko over and causing her to fall flat on her face. "Default THAT." ========== Match 4: Mei Terumi vs. Korra ---------- "Water Style: Water Encampment Pillar!" Korra cursed under her breath as her flame attacks were stopped by a raging torrent of water that her opponent had released from her mouth. Thinking quickly she stood her ground and used her water bending skills to divert the attack away from her, into the far side of the arena. Had she the time to think, she'd have attempted to redirect it towards the woman who had released the attack, but she knew doing so would only leave her open to counterattack. As if on cue, Mei Terumi dashed up to her and let loose with a flurry of jabs and kicks in an attempt to take initiative in the fight. While normally Korra would have been able to fend off such blows easily, her greatly expanded and round body was making it difficult to move around with a sense of normalcy. Mei wasn't having a much easier time of it. Her round, heavy belly, large thighs and wide, wobbling backside made it just as tricky to move and fight like she was used to. It wouldn't have been a problem normally, but Korra's elemental bending abilities made her powerful Jutsus practically useless as attacks and only just worthwhile as defensive maneuvers, leaving her to rely on hand to hand combat and try and find an opening to use a stronger ability. If only there was some way to use the pool they'd added in the arena's center to her advantage... Suddenly an idea came to her. Without missing an opportunity, Mei backed off her offense and retreated, using concentrated chakra in her feet to run across the top of the water towards the pool's center, before turning back around to face her opponent. Puzzled by the ninja woman's sudden retreat, Korra was caught off guard by what happened next. The water in the pool began to churn and swirl and bubble violently. She immediately took a defensive stance, ready to deflect the oncoming attack. Instead, the pool erupted into a geyser, a powerful jet of water shooting Mei into the air with such force it knocked Korra off her feet. Mei breathed a sigh of relief momentarily, thankful that her gambit had paid off so far. From up atop the water pillar she'd be safe to start setting up some of her more powerful jutsus to use against Korra. After all, there was no way the young woman would be able to see her all the way up... "Here you are!" Korra shouted as her body rose through the air to where Mei was hiding. She'd taken advantage of her inflated body and used her airbending to fly into the air. It was Mei Terumi's turn to curse under her breath now. It looked like this fight was far from over. ========== Match 5: Samus vs. Marino ---------- You wouldn't think by the way they moved that either fighter was at all burdened by the new weight she sported. Samus Aran flipped and dodged with her usual grace and agility despite her bottom having swollen up to about triple its original size, and Marino was just as quick and nimble as ever with her bloated belly and gigantic breasts. Which was fortunate, considering that their expansion still made them sizeable targets for each other. "Ow! Stop that!" Marino shouted, shielding her bosom from another blast of Samus' stun pistol. They were hardly any more threatening than a Metool shot, but they still stung. She retaliated by slashing at Samus with her beam daggers, only for the bounty hunter to barely dodge out of the way. The energy blades had been toned down to a non-lethal stun setting, but the tingling sensation in her left butt cheek from earlier served as a reminder not to get hit by them. Noticing Marino was caught off balance by the attack, Samus immediately sprung forward, charging at her opponent at full speed. With her free hand outstretched, she grabbed and vaulted over Marino's head high into the air and behind her, and in the blink of an eye, converted her pistol to its energy whip form and began to lash at her opponent furiously while in the air. "AUGH! OW STOP! YEOWCH YOU- DAMMMIT - OW OW!" After what seemed like an eternity, Samus landed behind Marino, who had collapsed to her knees and was grabbing he own stinging behind now. "Seriously!" Marino growled. "What the heck!?" Samus smirked. "And with that," she paused for emphasis, "we're now even for that hundred ninja slap attack!" ========== Match 6: Carrie Kelly vs. Perona ---------- "Will you leave me alone!?" Perona shouted. "And stop shooting me with that thing!" Carrie Kelly did no such thing, and continued to pelt the pregnant ghost girl with ammo from her sling shot. "No can do! Now will you stop running and fight already?" "No!" Came Perona's emphatic reply. "This tournament is a dumb and for fatasses! Also you're stupid and not cute so I don't want to fight you!" She then proceeded to spin around on her heels and, in tandem, Perona and her two ghost companions blew a raspberry at the girl wonder. Carrie simply fired another shot. A small firecracker landed right at Perona's feet, and she could only let out a small yelp before it exploded, sending bright sparks and smoke everywhere. "Wow," Carrie said after a beat. "That was easier than I thought it'd be." She turned to walk out of the ring, but stopped immediately when coming face to face with one of Perona's ghosts. Albiet much, much smaller. "Horo-horo-horo-horo..." The tiny ghost seemed to laugh as it danced through the air. "What the..." "Mini-Hollow..." a voice, small and faint called out. The tiny ghost continued to dance through the air, moving towards the center of the arena, laughing the entire time. Once it reached it's destination, it stopped. "Ghost rap." With a bright flash, the ghost exploded, taking a huge chunk of the arena out with it. Startled, Carrie fell backwards and shielded herself from the debris with her cape. "Horo-horo-horo-horo-horo-horo..." It was that laughter again. Carrie peered over her cape to search for its source. After a moments confusion, her eyes eventually locked onto one of the four pillars surrounding the arena. There, seating at the very top was Perona, twirling her parasol with glee and laughing. ========== Match 7: Katara vs. Impa ---------- The fight had so far been seemingly one sided. Katara had started on the offensive, using her water bending powers to keep her opponent on the move while looking for an opportunity to land a decisive blow and end the battle quickly. Unfortunately for her, even with such a tightly swollen belly, the Shiekah woman named Impa was agile and quick and proved more than capable of evading every attack with lightning reflexes. It didn't take long for Katara to realize that the woman was purposefully playing defensively to try and tire the water bender out and create an opening. Given her own heavy, wobbling body it didn't take long for Katara to start feeling the fatigue. Seeing her chance, Impa threw down a Deku nut and with Katara temporarily stunned, closed the gap. Katara recovered just in time to be belly to belly with her opponent. The woman, towering before her, stooped down and grabbed Katara roughly by the chin. "You're pretty good," Impa said. "Listen, I don't want to hurt you, so I'm going to give you a chance to throw the match now and save us both some pain here." Katara fumed and puffed up her cheeks. "Don't be like that, it's pretty clear I have the upper hand n-" Impa was cut short by a stream of water being sprayed in her face. Caught off guard, she was forced to let go of Katara who wasted no time in putting some distance between the two of them. "Sorry, but I'm not giving up just like that!" Katara stated defiantly. "Next to the Fire Nation, you're not all that intimidating!" ========== Match 8: Storm vs. Mega Man ---------- Winning a battle on a floating arena high in the air seemed like a no brainer at first for Storm. Her ability to control the weather and to fly should have meant that she'd be able to blow the blue robot boy off the platform easily without having to worry much about retaliation. Yet, he seemed to be packing weapons that could easily emulate all of her weather control powers and what started off as a one sided fight quickly turned into a drawn out slog, the results of which were quickly changing the weather for the worst! "TYPHOON!" Storm shouted, sending a small tornado at her opponent. "Tornado Hold!" Mega Man exclaimed, firing a small fan on the ground that generated its own tornado. Bother wind spirals passed one another mid flight, and in an unprecedented turn of events began to spiral around each other until they both merged into a larger tornado. To make matters worse, it continued to grow even after both attacks swallowed one another up. "H...hey! Stop it! That's getting really dangerous!" Mega Man shouted over the high winds. Storm had to agree. She reached a hand out and waved it counter to the tornado's spin, using her powers to try and dissipate the winds. Try as she might, however, she was unable to quell its fury. The fan Mega Man had launched at the bottom of his tornado was keeping this one going strong and impervious to her control. "I can't control it!" Storm replied. "You'll have to destroy the fan that's powering your tornado before I can stop mine!" "I tried! I can't get a good shot at it! The winds are too strong!" Before Storm could try and think of another solution, she found her cape unexpectedly snatched by the powerful winds of the tornado, and she was swept up in its wake. Out of the corner of her eye she could see the same happen to Mega Man. Things were about to get ugly. ========== Match 9: Pelelo vs. Sharla ---------- Penelo panted as she continued to dance and cast healing magic, despite her increasingly robust figure. For whatever reason, her white magic, while also healing her opponent, was also having the effect of making her balloon wider and rounder as well. It didn't take her long to realize that if she wanted any chance of winning against someone with a sniper rifle, her best bet would be to try and make her opponent grow until she was too large and heavy to move. Unfortunately for Penelo, Sharla had also stumbled upon the same strategy when she attempted to use an ether bullet to heal herself. Shortly after she began firing round after round towards Penelo, the clouds of blue ether energy causing the dance to expand and swell larger and larger with each shot. To her, it was a preferable method to having to shoot a young girl so ill dressed for combat with actual bullets. It wasn't long until both girls realized the others plan, however, and soon the "battle" became a race to immobilize the other girl first. "Ouch!" Sharla yelped as she found herself getting burned by her overheating rifle. Without missing a beat she twisted open the heat vent to let a jet of steam shoot out and hopefully cool the rifle down quickly enough to get back to the fight. The instant healing of her burns and the added inches to her bust made it apparent the blonde girl was wasting no time keeping up her assault. "Don't get too cocky," Sharla yelled. "I'm not done here yet!" Sharla hoped that by talking she could buy herself some time. Her rifle overheating meant she was at a significant disadvantage in the fight as it prevented her from making any sort of attack, and from the way her bikini was digging tightly into her figure she could tell it was only a matter of time before she was defeated now. "Hah..." Penelo replied "Just you wait, by the time that thing of yours cools off you'll be too much of an overstuffed butterball to even aim it at me!" It was a bluff of course. As things stood, Penelo was just as close to losing as Sharla was and has having more and more difficulty keeping up her assault as the added mass and weight slowed her down considerably. It was truly anyone's game at this point. ========== Match 10: Sedusa vs. Millia Rage ---------- "Ow ow let go!" "You let go first! Owww!" Sedusa and Millia Rage were locked in an intense struggle, locks of hair grappling with locks of hair until they were such a tangled mess it was difficult to tell who was attacking who. "Hah, you must *ow* think I'm stupid or something! The moment *ouch* I give in you'll just finish me off!" Sedusa said through gritted teeth." "Hmph, you only *ooch* think that because it's what you *ack* were planning on doing!" Millia responded. "There's no way I'm letting my guard down!" "Stubborn blonde- YEOWCH!" Sedusa was seething now. No matter how hard she tried her black tendrils of hair could neither overpower, nor free themselves from Millia's blonde locks. "Look who- AAAAH!" Millia cried out as she felt her hair being pulled at by Sedusa's. As the two of them were locked in a stalemate, Millia swore this would be the last time she engaged in a hair battle like this. ========== Match 11: Dana Sterling vs. Seven of Nine ---------- Dana Sterling was certainly glad to be half Zentraedi today. Not only did it make moving around with the added bulk easier than it would have normally, but she was certain she wouldn't have lasted as long as she did against her opponent if she weren't. The other woman, a "borg" as she called herself, was much faster and stronger than her bloated and heavy physique would have one believe and would have easily overpowered Dana were it not for her Zentraedi blood and military training. Likewise, Seven of Nine was thankful for her own cybernetic enhancements allowing her to remain mobile despite her size having nearly doubled before the fight. Balance was still largely an issue, but given the circumstances she'd take what she could get, especially against an opponent as tenacious as the one she fought. She could tell the young woman named Dana before her was a cross of human and some alien species but she had no idea what, and that meant she had no idea what to expect in the fight. Attempting to close the gap and engage the young woman in direct combat, Seven took off at a run, hoping to catch her adversary off guard. She half expected Dana to run or try and evade the charge, but instead Dana dropped down to one knee and began firing her laser pistol. As quickly as possible, Seven evaded the incoming blast and found herself losing momentum as she was forced to evade a few more shots. Before she could correct her trajectory, Seven found herself losing balance and stumbling to the ground. There, she and Dana locked eyes and exchanged a grin. Seven had never thought much of combat as a sport. But she had to admit, there was something exciting about having her limits tested this way. And based on Dana's expression, she seemed to feel the same way. ========== Match 12: Taki vs. Flonne ---------- Taki swore, this had to be the most embarrassing moment of her life. More embarrassing than her blue phase, or the time she had to fight a little green elf thing with a light sword. First of all, her butt was huge. Immense. Enormous. As if it didn't leave little enough to the imagination, the red bodysuit that hugged her curves threatened to turn sheer if her bottom was any larger. If that hadn't been enough, there was her opponent. Taki could tell by the aura she emitted that she was a demon, and Taki was well versed in fighting off demons, but she wasn't prepared for how disarmingly cute and seemingly friendly and polite this little demon girl was. Nor was she prepared for the fact that the little demon girl named Flonne would be such a powerful adversary, skilled at using a large assortment of weaponry (among which included what Taki could only assume was a miniaturized version of that new rifle weapon she'd seen before) and magic as well. Despite her much more bloated and rounded form, Flonne was able to keep up with Taki move for move to the point that Taki was growing concerned she might very well lose. To make matters worse, Flonne kept exclaiming "Nin nin!" during the fight, which was apparently, in her mind, was what a ninja said when doing, in her words, "ninja-ey things". Swiftly evading an attack with a forward flip, Taki readied her weapons and turned to strike at her opponent. Only, in the process she forgot to account for the added weight and size of her expansive bottom. She hadn't moved forward nearly as far as she'd initially thought and, as a result, in her haste to turn to face Flonne she ended up slamming the inflated demon girl with her backside full force, sending her flying out of the arena. No, despite everything else that happened, this moment, this "victory" had to be the most embarrassing one of her ninja career. ========== Match 13: Bridget vs. Shiek ---------- "All right, so what is it we've learned today?" Sheik thought to herself. Princess Zelda had taken up her alter ego of Shiek for the sake of the battle, in hopes of using her Sheikah speed and agility to make the fight short and too the point. After all, her opponent looked to be nothing more than a young school girl, and Shiek had no desire to go all out on someone like that. Her opponent, Bridget, soon proved herself to be much more than "she" appeared. For starters, she was a capable fighter, able to counter and match Shiek move for move in seemingly unconventional ways. On top of that it turned out this young school girl, despite the femenine appearance, name, and voice, was in fact a boy. The realization of such had been such a shock that Shiek found herself missing an attack with her chain in such a fashion that it became entangled in Bridget's yo-yo, and within moments the two of them were completely bound together by their weapons. "Hhhghh mphhd mph hamph ffrmph," Bridget's muffled voice snapped Shiek back to their present situation. "Uh hey, you might want to turn your head to talk, I can't understand a word you're saying." "I said I got my hands free!" Bridget said again, his face no longer buried in Shiek's overflowing bosom. "Now what do I do?" "Okay, there should be a knife on my lower back. See if you can get it out and cut us free with it." "Um... I... don't feel comfortable about this..." Bridget answered sheepishly. "I'm sorry, I know it might be a little shocking but I'm really a boy." "I know. Look, it's okay. Given the situation I can tell you're uncomfortable but-" "Oh... um... I... I know I may look like a girl but I'm not actually into THAT.." "What the heck are you talking ab-" Shiek stopped short and looked down at the kid who had his face buried deep in her bosom. A key had turned over in her head and she was left speechless for a moment. "You DO realize I'm a woman, don't you?" Bridget said nothing, but Shiek could tell his face was practically bright red with embarrassment at this point. ========== Match 14: Cyborg 003 vs. Sari Sumdac ---------- Francoise Arnoul, known to some as 003, was not having a good time of things. As if being in this fighting tournament wasn't bad enough, her body had become incredibly bloated and swollen to the point of being nearly spherical, greatly limiting her mobility and reflexes. On top of that, her opponent, another Cyborg of sorts from what she could tell, was definitely more equipped for combat and seemed to have a bit of a temper. "Come on!" Sari shouted while lobbing a green energy blast at her opponent. "Stop moving around so much!" She was growing frustrated by her inability to hit her target despite the fact that it was so large and round. Never mind the fact that she was equally swollen and enormous, and the size and shape of her body made it difficult to attack properly. Add to this the fact that they both seemed to be light enough that they could bunce around at a moment's notice and what seemed like it would originally be a fun little sparring match with another technorganic being was turning into an excercize in frustration. "Stop!" Francoise shouted back, pointing her laser gun at Sari as best she could and firing a warning shot. "I don't want to fight!" "Seriously?" Sari wasn't entirely convinced this wasn't a ploy to catch her off guard, but slowed down her assult all the same. "Come on, this is a fighting tournament. Why would you enter if you didn't want to fight?" Francoise admitted, it didn't make much sense, but ultimately she had no idea why she was a part of the whole thing. "I don't know, I know it doesn't make sense but I don't want to fight you. I'll give up if you want to win that much." "No, I mean, it'd be cool to win but I mean, I thought you were here because you wanted to fight which is why I was giving it my all. Sorry if I scared you." Francoise sighed in releif and smiled. "But if you don't like fighting, how come you're in this torunament?" "I don't know," Francoise admitted. "How come you're in it?" Sari opened her mouth to respond, but found she didn't have an answer. Why WAS she here in this tournament anyway? ========== Match 15: Totally Spies Sam vs. Kim Possible ---------- "Well that was easy enough!" Kim grinned, pleased with herself as she took a seat on her "fallen" opponent. "Mmf, no fair," Sam, the defeated, grunted as Kim seated herself on the green clad spy's back. The added weight caused Sam's belly to spread out a bit more underneath her. To say Sam was big was a bit of an understatement, as her enormous belly was so enormous and round that it easily propped both her and Kim off the ground a few feet. It had also been the cause of her defeat, as it was so huge and unweildly that she could barely keep her balance, leading Kim to an easy victory. "If I didn't have this huge fat gut I totally could have won." Kim smirked. "Well, it's not like I riggid it in my favor or anything. There was a good chance I'd have also gotten a jumbo gut like you, or maybe even a jumbo butt or something! Guess I just got lucky I only ended up becoming a major fatty... if you can call it lucky." Sam merely pouted in response. "Besides," Kim continued, pulling out her Kimmunicator, "You put up a pretty good fight despite the big handicap, so we got to put on a good show anyway." "You think it was good enough though?" Sam wondered. "Oh totally!" Kim replied. "I don't think there was a single pair of eyes that weren't watching these spies!" "Well," Sam sighed, "as long as we did a good enough job providing a distraction. Hope 'Night' was able to get in the underground." "Oh no doubt," Kim reassured her. "You know that girl can take care of herself." ========== Match 16: Rinoa vs. Tifa ---------- Rinoa let out a low groan as she struggled in vain to stand. No matter how hard she tried or how much she attempted to use her opponent Tifa as leverage, all her attempts simply ended in failure. She was simply too fat and heavy to stand under he own power anymore. "Will you stop pushing on me?" Tifa snapped in annoyance after a minute or two of this.. "Then help me up!" Rinoa replied. "How? It's not like I'm going to be able to stand anytime soon either!" Tifa responded, motioning to her abdomen. In contrast to Rinoa, Tifa was still slender and sleek, retaining her original shape and size everywhere except her belly. It was far more vast and distended than Rinoa's was, and was so large and heavy that it pinned Tifa to the ground much like Rinoa. The only thing more frustrating about being to big and heavy to move was that neither of them could remember how they ended up in this situation in the first place. Last they could remember, they were in the locker rooms preparing for their battle in the tournament. Their expansions had already been decided and both girls were taking time getting used to their altered bodily proportions. Even at the time, Rinoa had put on a large amount of weight, and Tifa was sporting a belly large enough to make a pregnant woman blush, but at the time it was manageable. Awkward to move around with considering they weren't used to the shift in body weight yet, but still they were small enough that they could move. To help facilitate getting used to their altered centers of gravity and mass, Rinoa and Tifa had decided to have a small sparring match. That was when... someone... entered the locker room. It was at this point their memories became hazy. At first they believed it had been one of the tournament officials, come to escort them to the arena for their match early. By the time they saw that the person was wearing a gas mask, it was already too late. Gas had been released in the room and the girls almost instantly succumbed to it. Rinoa only briefly caught a glimpse of the device used to expand the various fight contestants before blacking out. "Who even was that guy anyway?" Rinoa wondered. "No idea" Tifa answered. "Didn't see anything about the person that I'd have recognized, though even if it was someone we'd know they were probably in disguise anyway. "But I don't get it," Rinoa continued. "Why'd they knock us out just to make us super huge?" "Well, given that they ditched us out behind the arena where people likely won't find us until after the day's fights are over? Probably someone who didn't want us to have our fight." As if on cue, the sound of the announcer could be heard faintly over the wall behind them, alerting the arena that if Rinoa and Tifa didn't report to the ring in the next five minutes, both girls would be disqualified from the tournament. Boos from the crowd followed shortly after, indicating many people in the audience had been looking forward to their fight. "Oh no!" Rinoa gasped. "Quick Tifa, we gotta get up! If we don't hurry we're both disqualified." Tifa merely blinked in disbelief. Rather than say anything in response, she opted to give Rinoa a good punch in the shoulder. "Ow!" ========== Match 17: Batgirl vs. Rouge the Bat ---------- Batgirl had to admit, while she had heard about Batman's battle with a literal man-bat, she'd never expected to be in a desperate struggle with a literal bat girl herself! And if she did, she'd have expected it to be a grotesque and nightmarish freak of nature, and not a small, cute, cartoonish thing. Nor would she expected to be sporting some serious thunder thighs or for the bat lady to look like she'd been inflating like a balloon. "I've got to tell-" Batgirl started to talk under her breath, only to narrowly avoid a kick from her opponent, Rouge. The bat lady's boot left a solid imprint on the wall just inches away from Batgirl's face. Rolling to the side, Batgirl attempted to take advantage of the moment by hurling a batarang at Rouge's back, only for her to nimbly dodge it by dropping to the ground underneath of it. "Come on Rouge, snap out of it! I know you're supposed to be some jewel thief or whatever and I'm a crime fighter, but I'm sure you want to get to the bottom of what's going on here too!" "Oh? And what makes you think I don't already know?" Rouge smirked, yellow glint coming off her eyes. Batgirl wasn't entirely sure, but she could have sworn the bat lady's eyes were actually blue. "Mind control huh?" Batgirl murmured under her breath. This was bad. Rouge had simply been another contestant in the tournament as far as she knew, and had only shown any sort of hostility towards her at this very moment. This meant that Batgirl had to be close to something that whoever organized the tournament didn't want her finding. It also meant that any of the other fighters could also have been brainwashed into being their mystery person's underlings. Batgirl didn't have much time to think about it now though. Before she knew it, Rouge was launching heart shaped explosives her way. Reflexively she fired her bat-grapple towards the ceiling and quickly zipped away from the small explosions towards Rouge. Rouge, in turn, flew towards Batgirl with her leg extended for a kick attack. Batgirl herself flew forward with a flying kick and the two collided in mid air. Despite her longer and thicker legs, Batgirl found that Rouge was able to easily deflect her attack and found herself just barely able to recover in time to land. "You're not going to make this easy then, huh?" "Why should I?" Rouge smirked. "After all, I'm not one to ever fail a mission. Besides, it's too late. We've already taken care of your partners. They won't be able to help you anymore!" Batgirl's heart sank into her stomach when she'd heard this. It was bad enough that she had been intercepted here. Had they already gotten to Sam and Kim as well? Rouge continued, "that's right, someone tipped us off about the three of you! Warned us to be on the lookout for a couple of girls who were similar enough to be sisters! Don't worry though, your raven haired friends aren't hurt, but they're in no position to help you anymore either!" The term "raven haired" lingered in Batgirl's mind for a moment. "Black hair?" She thought to herself, "then that would mean..." It was now Batgirl's turn to smirk. ========== Match 18: Stormer vs. Marceline ---------- "Think you can keep up?" Marceline taunted her blue haired opponent. Although this so called "Battle of the Bulges" was meant to be a fighting tournament, between herself and Stormer, Marceline had managed to turn their match into a straight up musical duel. Her guitar strings against Stormer's keytar skills. She figured it'd be the sporting thing to do to give the other girl some chance at victory, even if it was small. "I was going to ask you the same question!" Stormer taunted back. Her fingers danced across the keys of her instrument, filling the air with sweet melodies that even Marceline had to admit were pretty good. Before long, the back and forth between both performers had turned into an outright concert. Marceline shredding on her guitar and Stormer thrashing on her keytar, the two of them whipping the crowd into a frenzy as they both went back and forth, building up their own music skills to one up each other until they both found themselves wrapped up in performing legitimate songs, even performing duets of sorts. Before long, the idea of a "battle" had long since been forgotten by everyone there as Marceline and Stormer became wrapped up in the performance. "I bet everyone in the entire stadium is here watching us perform right now!" Stormer confided in Marceline in a hushed tone to keep the audience from hearing her over the music. "Well that was the idea!" Marceline replied. "We need to keep people distracted while the others figure out what's been going on here." "Well, I don't think we'll have to worry about that!" Stormer replied. "Even without the other Misfits around, the crowd just seems to be eating this up!" "Well, we're sure confident tonight!" Marceline teased. "Just don't get sloppy now! We've got to keep the hot jams coming!" ========== Match 19: Madoka vs. Sailor Moon ---------- "S-stop!" Madoka stammered, knocking back an arrow and aiming her bow at the descending form of her opponent. "I'll shoot! I'm warning you!" Sailor Moon didn't stop however. She couldn't stop. Halfway their their battle, she had quintupled her size and girth and become a massive death ball threatening to crush everything in her path, and she had little to no control over where she bounced and rolled. "I keep telling you!" She shouted at the other magical girl, "I can't stop! Just move out of the way! Don't shoot me with th-" There was a twang and a thwip, signifying that Madoka had released her arrow and it had made impact with her target. Sailor Moon felt a sharp pain in her side for an instant, like the prick of a needle, and then continued her slow, intimidating descent to the ground as if nothing happened, the arrow sticking uselessly out the vast curve of her belly along with several others Madoka had shot her with a few minutes prior. "Why do you keep shooting meeeee!?" Sailor Moon wailed. "I want you to change me baaaaack not pop me!" "I... I'm sorry! I panicked again!" Madoka replied sheepishly. "But I don't know what to do! Nothing I have works and if I don't stop you then you'll..." "Look out!" a voice from the crowd shouted. There were shrieks from the audience as Sailor Moon's body collided with the arena, crushing a large portion of the wall separating the audience from the ring and taking out several seats along with her. She slowly proceeded to roll forward several yards, knocking over one of the pillars around the ring and even causing a good quarter of it to crumble under her before she began to slowly bounce away. It was clear from the way she moved that while whatever substance Sailor Moon had been expanded with was fairly light, it still gave her enough mass to be dangerous if she collided with anything. "Some one heeeeelp!" Sailor Moon cried as she proceeded to half bounce, half roll away. "Wait!" Madoka cried out in response and chased after her opponent. "I'm coming! I'll figure out a way to change you back I promise!" ========== Match 21: Agent Hill vs. Agent Elle ---------- It was a completely unprecedented battle. Elle had come to this alternate pocket dimension upon receiving a distress call from an other, non MiB agent who had infiltrated this so called "Battle of the Bulges" tournament. She, as well as several others, had been part of a group put together by dimensional police to investigate the tournament, find out who was behind it, and then shut it down for violation of interdenominational crossover laws. However, it now appeared their cover was blown, and Elle had taken it upon herself to crash the party and get the others out of there. She wasn't sure what to expect when she arrived, but she sure as hell didn't anticipate being greeted by Maria Hill of Shield. Based on the yellow glow of her eyes and the thick layer of fat she now sported on her body, it was clear to Elle that Maria had been brainwashed by the Battle of the Bulges Organizers. "Hold it," Maria ordered, pointing her weapon at Elle, "one move and I shoot." "Funny," Elle replied cooly, and pointed her own weapon at Maria. "I was about to say the same thing." "Hmph, a stand off huh?" Maria's voice was calm and her aim was steady, though it was clear she wasn't about to try and provoke a shot from Elle's weapon. "You might say that," Elle answered. "Or it would be, if I wasn't ready to pull the trigger right now. Let me pass Agent Hill. I know you're being controlled so I'll make sure everyone knows your collaboration with these BotB guys was entirely involuntary." "Sorry, but the answer is no." Clicking a hidden button on her belt, Maria activated the jetpack concealed on her back and rocketed up into the air, firing beams from her weapon down at the MiB agent. Thinking quickly, Elle dodged to the side and activated her own jetpack, flying up to Maria's level, and fired a well aimed shot hitting Maria square in the torso. Agent Hill cried out in shock upon being hit, and within moments her body began to plump and balloon outwards, growing even fatter and more bloated than it had been previously. The belt around her waist snapped off as it doubled in girth and her body suit creaked and groaned as it did it's best to stretch to contain her expansive figure. If that weren't enough, her increased weight was proving to be too much for her jetpack and she found herself slowly descending to the ground. "I'm not going to ask twice," Elle called out, "surrender and this will all be over before you know it." "Well, you're right about that," Maria answered, and without a moments hesitation, fired her own weapon at the unsuspecting MiB agent. Elle's slender form instantly began to inflate and expand outward, taking on the form of a ball as her waist, breasts, torso and hips all ballooned outward rapidly. Elle cried out in surprise as she went from normal sized to a human balloon in near seconds. It was a wonder her outfit managed to stay in tact despite the rapid expansion. "Dammit!," Elle cursed. "You just had to pick the hard way! ========== Match 21: Gum vs. Ramona ---------- "This totally blows!" Gum wailed as she rubbed her sore bottom. The idea of a roller derby wasn't foreign to her. Although not entirely common, she and the GGs had plenty of skirmishes with the rival gangs of Tokyo and she always game out on top when it came time to rumble with Poison Jam or Rapid 99. Heck with her blue hair and skating moves, the other girl was almost a dead ringer for one of Rapid 99's members. Just put her in pink hotpants and a short leather jacket and she'd fit right in! You know, except for the giant hammer she was lugging around. The hammer wasn't the problem, though. What WAS a problem was her bulbous backside and how it made it nearly impossible to skate well. Gum had agreed to join in this tournament because she thought it sounded like a cool way to get out some pent up aggression and maybe win some cool prizes, but she wasn't down with having to get a fat ass as a requirement for participation! So, like all good pissed off rudies, she decided to blow off some steam by spraying some good old fashioned graffiti all over the place. And like usual, once the runners of the tournament realized someone was vandalizing the premises, they sent a chronie to ruin the fun. Instead of bumbling police goons however, Gum had to contend with a lone, blue haired skater who seemed to be able to pop in and out of doors leading to nowhere whenever she pleased. Well, whatever. She'd dealt with bigger freaks before, and a few sprays of paint all over her nice white jacket would undoubtedly be enough to get this newcomer off her back. That was the plan, but any attempt to skate around this girl was thwarted due to her prodigious butt cheeks throwing off her balance, causing her to fall square on her ass every time he managed to maneuver around the other girl. "Look," Ramona responded, skating around the stumbling rudie, "It's nothing personal, but the guys in charge can't have you acting out and defacing the walls like this. Just go back to the waiting area with all the others and behave yourself and I won't have to hurt you, all right?" "Bite me, fatass!" Ramona growled, her unusually yellow eyes glimmering in the light as she shot an icy glare at Gum. She was seriously getting tired of teenage girls calling her a fatass, even if it was totally appropriate in this instance. "Fine, have it your way." Ramona readied her hammer and began to dash towards Gum. A small bop on the head would be enough to knock her out, nothing too forceful or violent. However, much like Gum, Ramona had forgotten to account for the altered center of gravity her overly plump bottom had caused, and within seconds she found her skates slipping out from under her and was sprawled flat on her ass. Gum would have laughed if, in her attempt to get away, she hadn't wound up in the exact same position. ========== Match 22: Sheila (DnD) vs. Kid ---------- "Dammit, let go!" "Nooo! Give it here!" "Let go or before I kick your ass! I don't care if you're preggers too!" Things had gone on like this for a while now. The two thieves were locked in a fierce tug-of-war for what they knew to be a magical artifact capable to traversing time, space, and even alternate dimensions. "I need it!" Sheila protested, clutching on for dear life as she was slowly dragged across the floor by the other thief. "I can use it to finally get back home! My real home!" "And I need it because holy shit did you see what this thing is made of!?" Kid responded, doing her best to maintain her grip on the overgrown pocket watch. "Now let go!" That had been a half lie. true, the time piece was made almost entirely of valuable materials: the body was made almost entirely of solid gold and the clock face was fashioned from ivory, gemstones, and other precious materials. For a thief like Kid the very idea of how much this was worth was already enticing. However, it's ability to travel through time and dimensions was why she really needed it. She'd seen the Battle of the Bulges tournament begin to fall apart, with participants disappearing and some even being bloated up so huge they couldn't even move anymore, and when she'd spotted that high tech military or whatever woman zapping it out with some lady who'd arrived through a dimensional warp, she'd figured that was her sign to vamoose and get back home to Serge. So Kid convinced the other thief, Sheila, to help her break into the hidden underground vault and steal the device that had been used to bring everyone to this place. She'd considered bringing Sheila along with her once she made her exit, of course. Maybe even split the money she made from pawning the device off once she got back to her world. But before she knew it, Sheila had attempted to swipe the device and the two of them were now struggling to see who'd have control over it. Of course, Kid was certain that in normal circumstances she'd have been able to kick this other girl's ass no problem, but the fact that they were both pregnant complicated matters. Even if Kid had been perfectly willing to beat up on Sheila, her own prodigious and swollen belly would have made the process awkward, cumbersome, and far too exhausting. "I'm going to tell you one last time," Kid demanded, panting lightly. "Let go of-" The sound of a wall crumbling away nearby cut her off. Completely startled, Kid jumped and found herself letting go of the artifact entirely to face whoever had just crashed the party. Despite now having full control over the time device, Sheila could only hold it protectively to herself instinctively in shock as the dust cleared in the room. Standing in a gaping hole in the wall were two of the other BotB participants. A tall, plump and leggy woman in a tight black outfit and an awkwardly spherical angel boy. Both fighter's eyes glowed a bright yellow as they grinned mischievously at the two thieves. ========== Match 23: Comet vs. Ulala ---------- "It seems as though the Battle of the Bulges has taken a turn for the worst! Fighters have been systematically disappearing, only to reappear as brainwashed minions of the tournament's organizers! Those who won't be turned are instead being bloated to such massive proportions they can't even stop the Battle of the Bulges from continuing even if they tried! Even an attempt by the Inter Dimensional Police Force to infiltrate the tournament and take it down from the inside had ended in failure! It looks like there's no one left to put an end to the Battle of the Bulges!" Ulala of Space Channel 5 continued to report on the goings on of the tournament even after everything that had transpired. She'd come to the tournament undercover as a fighter, in hopes that covering the fights would give her newest show, Ulala's Swinging Dimensional Hop, a huge ratings boost and make it just as big a hit as her old one. Being a professional, Ulala made no qualms when the expansion treatment resulted in her putting on a hundred or so pounds, and smartly kept her nose to the ground to get as much of a scoop as she could on the fighters, the tournament, and the events behind the scene as shit started to go down. What a story this was turning out to be! A conspiracy had outright unearthed itself right under her nose and what had started as a rather dull series of fights between overly bloated and round people and interviews with the different combatants had become an exciting tale of mystery and suspense, betrayal and subterfuge, and copious amounts of jiggling flesh! "Who know how long it'll be until the last of the fighters are taken, either as minions, or to be turned into titanic blimps! No matter how dire things get folks, you can count on this reporter to stick things out until-" "Sorry pinky, it's the end of the line!" Ulala was cut short by a new arrival. It was a young woman dressed as a waitress, with blue hair and rollerskates. Due to the yellow glow in her eyes, Ulala could tell she was under the control of those who ran the tournament. She skated up to and around Ulala as if sizing her up. "Oh, excuse me," Ulala feigned ignorance at the girl's arrival. "I think I'm lost! Could you help me find the exit?" "Nice try!" the other woman answered. "Sorry to burst your bubble, but we know allllll about you, miss Ulala! We've let you run around and report on what's been going on because it was convenient for us, but now that his plans are almost complete it's time to put a stop to your little TV show." "I see... so that's why you were sent, miss...?" "Comet!" The blue clad woman finally introduced herself. "I was sent to put a stop to your news show because of everyone here, I've got the best chance of beating you at your game! We know all about how you work, dancing your way around and using your sexy moves to break people out of mind control spells and all, and it just so happens that I can bust a groove or two myself!" Ulala's face brightened. "Oh, so it's a dance off is it? Fine by me! I was hoping I'd get a chance to shake what my momma gave me before this whole thing was over!" Ulala stretched and shook out her body as if to emphasize her eagerness. "Oh don't worry, you'll be shaking all right!" Comet replied, showing off a move or two of her own. "And just to make sure..." Comet snapped her fingers and several other people emerged from the shadows into the room they were both standing in. Ulala recognized them as fighters who had all gone missing and, based on the yellow gleam in their eyes, all of them were now being mind controlled as well. "Look out folks!" Ulala warned the viewers back home. "Looks like it's finally time for this reporter to go on the offensive!" Despite her words Ulala's tone was confident and collected as music began to pour into the room where she and Comet were to have their dance off. "Are you ready?" Comet called out as they circled one another, stepping/skating in time with the beat. "Let's dance!" Ulala called out, and with that declaration the dance battle had begun. Had the audience who'd watched much of the other Battle of the Bulges fights been present, they would have declared it the most amazing spectacle of their lives. It started out as a one on one game of "simon says" between Ulala and Comet, one of the two dancers performing a series of moves which then had to be repeated perfectly by the other. Comet had hoped that thanks to her unique skate moves she'd have been able to trip Ulala up, but the pink haired reporter proved to have moves more slick than she'd anticipated, and found herself losing the first round due to her inability to replicate a moonwalk maneuver Ulala had pulled out. Angered, Comet decided to up the ante by having sever of the other fighters join her for the next bout in the dance.This proved to be the opening Ulala had been waiting for. While having backup dancers had given Comet the advantage of an intimidating presence, it also put the brainwashed combatants in a position where Ulala could break the mind control on them and win them over to her side. After a lengthy stream of moves, Ulala whipped out the blaster attached to her leg and fired out several heart shaped blasts at the other fighters. "Hey! Hey! Hey!" Ulala exclaimed, and with three well placed shots she'd freed three of the newly brainwashed fighters. "Hey!" Comet fumed. "That's not fair!" "Don't get mad just yet!" Ulala replied with a wink. "You can still win them back!" With Sam, Kim Possible, and Batgirl now freed and dancing on her side, Ulala found herself gaining some momentum in the dance off. Comet called out a few more fighters for her backup and intensified her own dance routine. Despite the increased difficulty of the patterns and moves Comet busted out, Ulala was still able to replicate them all flawlessly, and as time went on she successfully freed more and more fighters from their mind controlled state. Soon the sides were equal in number, and Comet no longer had numbers to her advantage. "You're just as good as they say!" Comet admitted. Despite losing, she was enjoying the dance off and was impressed with Ulala's ability to come so far. "Thanks," Ulala panted lightly. "You're not bad yourself!" While Ulala's girth and weight had done little to impede her ability to dance, it was beginning to take its toll on her stamina. She didn't know if she'd be able to keep this up if she continued trying to free everyone as they'd been sent at her at the same pace. "What say we cut to the chase, and end this in one more go?" "All or nothing then? Gladly!" Comet was trying to hide her own tiredness behind her enthusiasm. She was glad for the opportunity to end everything in one final dance off. "All right then, let's go!" Ulala exclaimed. The other fighters turned dancers, both those freed from the mind control and those still under it, crowded around the two dancers and started cheering them on, opting to stay out of their way. Ulala and Comet twirled around one another, twisting, shaking, sliding and trotting with newfound energy and intensity, each one doing their best to outperform the other. It was an intense dance off, the likes of which might never be seen again, with neither girl seemingly able to gain the upper hand for long. "Time to end it!" Comet declared after a while. She was now nearly out of energy, and was banking on one last move to win her the contest. She twirled and smun around on her skates, before finally swinging her hips toward the seemingly unaware Ulala to hit her with a hip check. "Up, down, left, right, CHU! CHU! CHU!" Exclaimed Ulala and in a whirl of movement, countered Comet's hip check with one of her own. Their large, plump bottoms made impact with a loud forceful "WHUMP" sound. The impact caused both girls to stumble, but in the end, Comet found herself losing her footing on her skates and tumbled to the ground. Still standing, Ulala gave a little twirl and kick in the air, followed by a victory pose that involved her firing her blaster into the air, raining heart shaped rays down that successfully broke all the remaining fighters, including Comet, from the mind control they were under. Not that you'd be able to notice at first. The small crown gave out a small cheer even before Ulala had fired the rescue beam, too wrapped up in the exciting dance off to remember any allegiances at all. As the other fighters talked and cheered excitedly amongst themselves, Ulala bent down next to Comet and reached out a hand. "Here, let me help you up!" Ulala smiled warmly at the other dancer. "Thanks," Comet replied, gladly taking the assistance back to her feet. Despite losing, her blue eyes shimmered brightly with admiration. "Those were some great moves you had there! Think you could teach me some?" "Sure!" Ulala replied with a wink. "But only if you teach me some of yours!" ========== Match 24: Lina Inverse vs. Natsu Dragneel ---------- "Fire Dragon's Wing Attack!" "Ray Wing!" Lina Inverse just narrowly evaded the wall of flame as it connected with the ground, smashing the concrete blocks into dust and pebbles. She brathed a sigh of releif and redied a counter attack, pointing a finger at the rampaging Dragon Slayer and pantomimed pulling back a bow string. "Flare Arrow!" She exclaimed. For a moment the shape of a bow made of flames appeared in her hands and she released a string of arrow shaped, flaming projectiles at her target. Natsu Dragneel did nothing to try and evade the attack, but instead opened his mouth and ingested the projectiles. "Oh yeah!" Natsu grinned. "Now I've got a fire in my belly!" As he spoke, his body expanded larger, causing him to grow to greater heights. "Dammit!" Lina cursed. "I keep forgetting this idiot can actually eat fire!" She was definitely in a pickle. After that dancing future girl Ulala had freed most of the other brainwashed fighters from the mind control of the tournament organizers, Lina had taken it upon herself to deal with those still up and kicking. She'd managed to subdue most of them and, with some help of the other fighters, they were able to break into the lair of the ones responsible for the whole thing. She'd expected something like powerful wizards or futuristic mad scientist types, or even sleezy mob bosses. Instead it was just a bunch of pasty faced nerds, who had set up the whole thing so that they could ogle bloated men and women trying to beat the crap out of each other. The reveal had been such an anti-climax that Lina nearly lost it and toasted the lot of them right then and there. One of the others with her, a blonde woman sharply dressed in a black suit, convinced her to stay her hand as they'd need to bring the organizers in alive for questioning. It was disappointing, but Lina stayed her hand all the same, making sure to let the tournament organizers know that once the authorities were done with them, she'd be sure to make them all pay herself. Unfortunately, as the men and women who ran the tournament were being taken into custody, one of them managed to slip away long enough to reach for and hit a panic button, unleashed one fighter in the tournament who had been sealed away, due to the fact that the expansion and brain washing processes had made him too wild and dangerous to be allowed to participate in the tournament. The underground bunker shook and trembled, and moments later her erupted through the floor, crazed and feral, and at least twice the height he would have been normally. Natsu wasted no time trying to pick fights with the other fighters, and he would have managed to pummel more than a few before they'd have known what hit them had Lina not intercepted with an attack of her own. "Freeze arrow!" Shards of ice shot from Lina's hands and collided with Natsu, forming a shell of ice that covered his body. Natsu simply flexed his muscles, flames erupting from his arms, and broke free of the ice as if it were tissue paper wrapping his body. It had done little to stop him, but it had been enough to get his attention." "GRAY!" Natsu bellowed. "I'M GONNA KICK YOUR- who the hell are you!?" "The name's Lina Inverse! The greatest, most beautiful and charismatic sorceress at your service!" "That means you're strong right?" "Naturally!" Lina brushed her hair aside and smirked. "I'm only the most powerful sorceress in-" "FIGHT ME!" Natsu lunged for Lina, his fists wrapped in flames and ready to smash her through the floor. Lina managed to evade the attack and blast Natsu with a fireball spell, only for him to swallow it, much to her amazement, and then grow several times larger in the process. Realizing that fighting him in the confines of the underground, Lina informed the others to escape while she held Natsu off, and used her magic to blast a hole in the ceiling, goading Natsu to follow her up to the surface. Once above ground, Lina could unleash her full power without hesitation. The crowds had long since dispersed due to the chaos and the other fighters had either already been evacuated or taken refuge in that one Ramona girl's "subspace" entrance. Defeating a rampaging brute like this would be a piece of cake! At least it SHOULD have been a piece of cake. Lina hadn't counted on this Natsu guy being a wizard possessing magic that emulated the fighting prowess and power of a dragon. Nor did she realize that He could consume any and all fire, be it magic she cast or flames that resulted from stray blasts of magic, nor that he'd grow larger and more powerful every time he did. "Fire Dragon's Iron Fist!" "Digger Volt!" "Fire Dragon's Claw!" "Stone Spiker!" "Fire Dragon's Horn!" "Burst Flare!" Lina had used that last spell reflexively, and immediately realized her mistake upon casting it. But it was too late, the deed was done and the spell was cast, and Natsu again consumed the flames from the attack, adding to his already increasing power. "Oh yeah!" He exclaimed. "Now I've got-" "YOU ALREADY SAID THAT JELLYFISH BRAIN!" Lina shrieked. She was growing frustrated, her inability to get an edge in on this guy was pushing her to the limit and she wasn't sure how much left she had to give. "Fine then," Natsu grumbled. "I guess it's time I finished this anyway!" He flashed a wild, toothy grin and tensed his hands into fists. "Don't feel too bad about losing though, I am a dragon slayer, and you did pretty good for a runty little flat chested girl!" Lina's whole body tensed. Her body shook as her brain began to smolder with an intense, seething rage. "Flat." She said flatly. "Runty." She couldn't believe what she was hearing. "Well, I guess you aren't all that flat chested now that you're all fat!" Natsu laughed. "FAT!?" Lina's blood was boiling at this point. She was already getting mad, but this had pushed her over the edge. Something insider her mind snapped, and a fiendish grin spread across her face. "A dragon, slayer... with the power of a dragon, is that right?" She remarked, landing on the ground a few yards away from Natsu. She turned to look at him, her eyes gleaming with malice. "You bet!" Natsu shouted, leaping forward and landing a short distance away from Lina. The ground nearly crumbled under his feet, but he still stood firm, ready to strike down this tiny sorceress who stood before him. He stopped, however noticing the look in Lina's eyes. He was immediately reminded of Mirajane. The old Mirajane, back when she was more wild and violent than even he ever was. There was a flash of the young white-haired woman in the depths of his memory, and of the wicked grin she would give whenever she intended to inflict pain on others. "Lord of Darkness of the Four Worlds, I now call upon you!" Lina showed no indication that she was listening anymore. "Grant me all the power you posses!" "uh... hey... what's going on..." "Darkness beyond twilight, crimson beyond blood that flows, buried in the stream of time is where your power grows." Natsu wasn't exactly sure what was happening, but he realized Lina was prepping a spell. And from the way the air around her swirled with magical energy, he could tell it was a big one. "All right!" He yelled determinedly. "Let's finish this with one final shot!" "I pledge myself to conquer..." "CRIMSON LOTUS-" Natsu wrapped his arms in flames, preparing his own attack. "...all the foes who stand..." "-EXPLODING-" "...before the mighty gift bestowed in my unworthy hands!" "-FLAME-" "Let the fools who stand before me be destroyed, by the power that you and I posses!" "-BLADE!" Natsu swiped his arms in a circular motion, creating a torrent of flames that swirled towards Lina in a seemingly endless barrage. "DRAGOOOOON SLAAAAAAVE!"