Friend or Foe Cast Reveals

[Burter]

Two figures appeared in the darkness.

A changling stepped forward first, already knowing who it was next to him by the disturbing smell of his scales. Furiza moved into the light around the center of the room, admiring it, examining where it was he had been abrubtly teleported to. The room was fairly large, enough room at least for the three dozen capsule chambers that resided there. All of them were empty, but Furiza was certain they wouldn't be vacant long. "Well, this is odd."

A hiss from behind him confirmed who he had thought it was that appeared with him. "Looks like trouble." Burter noted, stepping forward into the center of the room.

Furiza scowled, turning around. "Thank you, Captain Obvious! What other obversations do you have for us?"

Ignoring his rival's smartass comment, Burter looked over to the left, beyond the pods. Furiza could sense the incoming hostile oppenents before Burter picked up on it, since the reptile had yet to learn how to sense other's power with his head. A loud 'clang' to the right clued Burter into the fact that guests had showed up. Then the reptile spun about, he could see three uniformed warriors charging forward. They were purplish grey with large bug eyes, a little shorter then Burter in height. They all wore matching black outfits, with a large 'FoF' text on the front of the shirts. Both Burter and Furiza immediately recognized the name.

Burter instantly lept forward, jumping off the ground to meet the two incoming monsters with his feet. He jumped off each one in turn, flipping and landing perfectly behind them. Furiza, less of a 'hands-on' warrior took the smarter approach (hiding).

Two more of the greyish monsters appeared, upping the odds to five against one. The reptile spun around to avoid a tackle, then put three hard crushing blows against the face of the closest ugly brute. He turned half-way in order to kick one backwards, then rolled backwards, avoiding yet another tackle.

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As Burter battled the unintelligent and unattractive warriors, many figures watched from a one-sided glass window.

In the chair was the instantly recognizable Brim, the founder and producer of a once-famous show known as Friend or Foe. Things had changed about him however, like his once proud face being drawn over his battlescars. His legs, once part of his body had been destroyed, only to be replaced by metallic limbs which served his walking needs. Behind him was his heir, clearly his son. Around them were some guards, and a handful of weakling employees.

"He's gotten better," Brim mused from his seat. "Much better."

"Why did you bring that weak Changling?" Asked the teenage offspring of the producer. "He's just hiding like a coward."

The producer chuckled. In truth, Furiza was a lot like the green man. "He's far from a coward, my boy. Furiza is just...picky with who he chooses to fight."

"Can I go in there and kill them now?" Asked his kin impatiently.

"They don't die," Brim told him. "Yet."

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Always true to character, Furiza launched out of his hiding spot. In his hand was a glowing whip made up of his own changling energy. He had come just as Burter was finishing the job, and did some cleaning up of his own. The whip shot forward, clinging around one of the goon's necks and then coiling back, cracking it immediately. He launched a kienzan out next, cutting through the skull of another.

Burter took his kienzan dagger out of the final fighter's neck, having used those to eliminate the other three. He looked up at Furiza, who was smiling. "Thanks for the help."

"No problem," the changling responded, unaware of Burter's hard-to-spot sarcasm.

A clapping sound was heard from behind them. They turned, seeing where the sound was emitting from. It was a slow, sarcastic applause, coming from the man both men hated. Though Burter's reasons were sentimental, Furiza's was more selfish. The changling didn't care that Brim had made a television show to exploit the feelings of other people, he was just pissed it was him that had been exploited.

"You!" Both men shot out.

"Good show, boys," Brim grinned. "Good show."

Burter scowled, "Why are we here?" Both of the rivals took fighting poses, despite the cramped conditions. Neither minded if the building was demolished in the battle. "What do you want?"

"Why, you two are getting a great honor." Brim opened his arms, as if doing them a favor. "You are the first two contestants of a new Friend or Foe competition! A new format, a new style, a new everything!"

"Including a new pair of legs," Furiza noted. "Did you buy those from the dollar store or something?" He had secretly tried to use metal binding on the artifical legs, but the type of metal seemed to be untouchable.

"Funny," Brim frowned. "Regardless, all will be explained when the warriors arrive! The strongest, and biggest cast ever!"

"I refuse!" Burter jumped forward at the sound of another blood-thirsty contest. He wouldn't allow it. Brim was too quick, slapping a punch hard into Burter's armoured chest, sprawling him backwards. Furiza lept into the air, spinning sideways to avoid a ball of wicked ki. By defying gravity, he landed on top of a capsule chamber, only to get hit by a second ki ball and sent flying backwards into the wall.

A bluish set of sexy feminine legs moved towards Burter as his vision started to fog. He rolled onto his back, looking up into her face. It was her. Akira CoShava. The ice lady. "Friend?" The reptile asked, groggily. His time awake was short.

Her voice rang in his ears. "Foe."

She kicked him in the face, and all went black.

Two names appeared on the big screen inside Brim's office. People had already begun to place bets, even though only two constestant's were registered. The games had begun.

Friend or Foe Roster
1. Burter
2. Furiza.