Day One: Evening

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Face to Face

Hellfighter 17, Orion, Retane

There was no noise coming from the two in front of Retane. As the namekian lurked from underneath the small cliff, he was hoping to hear some words of strategy from his potential victims before he struck. He crouched down, holding a molotov cocktail in one hand and keeping his claws in from the other.

The two he was stalking was a veteran Hellfighter 17, known to the DA Fanbase as the Cyborg Sniper. His partner in crime was a newcomer to the series, known as Orion. They remained silent. There was a batch of introductions but outside of that, they just sat down in the silent night of the badlands.

Retane winced a little bit as the pain from his previous fights began to set in. He set the molotov cocktail down and stood up, slicing both of his claws out of the gloves. The two figures looked over, almost too late.

"Boo," Retane said.

The namekian lept forward, slicing his claws down towards the one-eyed saiyan. Orion raised his pack, causing it to rip instead of his face spilling out the contents of the bag. Thinking quick, Orion rolled backwards and stood up, ready for a fight. It had seemed like ages since he began this game and now, finally, he was in a real fight! A real hunter vs prey situation.

The cyborg, Hellfighter 17, looked up and watched. That was it.

Meanwhile, Orion flung three ki blasts from both hands, though all six were deflected by the namekian's claws. "Nice try," the wounded namek complimented. "But the Abyss is mine to win."

Retane ran forward, though Orion caught his swinging arm and spun him around, slamming his green body into a boulder. Catching his feet on the rock, Retane slashed his blades down, barely missing removing the ear of the saiyan. Orion shoved Retane backwards, bucking him off of the tiny cliff where he began.

A small fwooshing noise came as Retane again appeared, this time holding his molotov cocktail. Orion paused, looking at the bottle as it flamed up from the rag. "What...the hell is that?"

Retane grinned and held it back, ready to throw. His beaten, battered body put every ounce of energy it could into this one single toss...

Suddenly a short burst of ki erupted from the barrel of a gun. Hellfighter 17 was still sitting, but now he held up the small box-like sub-machine gun, having blasted Retane in the ki. The namekian dropped down to the injured limb, screaming in pain as his kneecap shattered and he barely managed to keep the bottle in check.

"The bottle!" Orion shouted, "Shoot it!"

It all happened in slow motion. Orion turned to run from the inevitable eruption of flames. Hellfighter aimed his gun at the round object, not really sure what was happening or why he was shooting. Retane, for his part, watched in anguish as the ki gun launched an assault, threatening to end his run for the title. He had come to battle with the best, but in the end it was his bad decision making that cost him everything. The namekian was one of the best competitors in the Abyss, but lacked the gameplay to back up his brawn.

The gun from Hellfighter 17 shot the bottle, causing it to explode inside the namekian's hand, engulfing his entire body and setting off the charges in his collar, ripping his neck apart.

The namek everybody loved to hate had died before the second day even dawned.

#14 Retane DEAD

25 Remain

The clawed gloves and the cocktails are gone. The Ki-Proof Vest is salvageable. Decide who, if anyone, gets it.