Day One: Early Morning

[Burter Jr]

Face to Face

Android 17 and Retane

Retane loved the night. His black outfit blended in perfectly with the darkness. He wasn't just a fighter now...he was a hunter. Stalk the prey...cut the prey. That's how it worked. After all, that was his whole reason for signing up to play. The thrill of the adventure.

As he carefully and quietly padded his way across the field, Retane could hear some shuffling from the left. He gripped his bag, sneaking in close. The area he heard the noise from was littered with tall trees that extended into the sky. He looked past a tree, into the area between the circle.

A figure was bent down on one knee, doing something with his bag. Retane could barely seen a long outline of a peice of metal in his hand. Apparantly he was trying to fit something together, or perhaps try to get it out, or into the bag. Regardless, it didn't matter.

The namekian pulled out a card from his deck. The Ace of Spades. Heh...how appropriate.

The hunt was over. Time for the kill.

Retane flung the card forward. It glided perfectly in the air, almost as if it was a knife or a dagger. The namek couldn't tell how bad the figure had been hit, but the reaction was enough to tell him he had at least done some damage.

Just as the Ace of Spades cut painfully into the arm of Android Seventeen, Retane charged out. He was silent, but the sound his foot made when he launched towards the machine was enough to let him know that someone was in his presence.

Retane threw a punch at the unlucky victim...and hit nothing but air.

Seventeen had flipped backwards into the air and gracefully landed behind the namek. He had a rather large machine-like object in his hand. "Jeez," he said sarcastically, "Quick to play, arn't you?"

Retane looked back over his shoulder at the android. He could now tell clearly who it was. Grinning, he bent down and arrogantly picked up the Ace of Spades card. "Hope you don't mind me taking that back."

"You gonna keep this going?" Seventeen pulled on a lever on the large machine he had, perhaps cocking it and getting it ready. "I suggest, for your sake, you leave."

The next moment happened fast. Retane flipped backwards, like the android had just done. In the air, he spun expertly to plant his feet onto Seventeen's weapon. The android lept into the air as well, just as Retane landed.

"What the--?!" Retane looked up as he landed.

Seventeen pulled the trigger on his rocket launcher, pointing it down on the ground as his body lept backwards and up. "I warned you!"

The namek warrior had only seconds to respond. "Shit!" He cursed, leaping forward and out of the way. When the rocket shell hit the ground, it erupted so loud and bright that it could seen, and heard, miles away. Even Seventeen, who had underestimated the blast, was thrown backwards.

Retane had only barely avoiding taking it full force, but couldn't avoid the overshock. It caught him and carried him forward, engulfing and spitting him from the flames. When he rolled up, he spun around to see if Seventeen had followed him from where he was hit. He couldn't see the trees, or Seventeen.

Though pissed he had underestimated the weapon Seventeen got, Retane wasn't blinded by his anger. He wasn't stupid. He knew when to choose his battles.

With that in mind, he got the hell out of there before Seventeen found him, and fired again.

44 Fighters Remaining

17 has a small cut on his arm. Story wound, won't affect anything. It's officially revealed that he has the Rocket Launcher

Retane's been burned up pretty bad, but nothing that will horribly affect him. Minor injury